St Valentine's Day Broken Hearts PPV! 2006

[SWAT Team]

Shot of The Centrum Arena. The show switches to a jam packed crowd, then Celione Dion's Titanic theme hits and the SWAT Tron lights up with the Broken Hearts Banner.



The scene switches to a now rocking Centrum Arena, Cedar City, Utah. Rocking to Scribe's Not Many as the Broken Hearts Banner explodes, ditching Celione Dion with it, clips of the SWAT superstars now coming in. We see Nick Collyer winning the World Championship, Rage Sadler pinning CK Panic to earn his shot in the main event.

We see a shot of Lucifer Jones winning the Springfield Championship, Jason Taylor as the ref for the match accepting Jones' challenge. Reverend Cornelius Marsh is shown on his game show set, and a shot of Microshocker cleaning up at the SWATTies.

A shot of Alice winning the Women's belt, and celebrating in her Diner, then a shot of Noriko training with CK Panic.

A shot of Syberus leaving an arena and then a shot of Adrian Tanner looking around him which is faded into Legion X, Triple B and The Punisher, putting the beat down on Genity Howard and Jerry Nelson.

The SWAT Tron then flicks through all of the 56 entrants in the Royal Rumble.

[SWAT Team]

The camera opens up with Jewel in walking through the parking lot when she's grabbed from behind and gagged by someone who's face isn't being shown. Her bag is dropped on the ground as the camera fades out and back to the show.

Jeremy Tucker : Howdy folks, and welcome to St Valentine's Day Broken Hearts, that was Rockies womens star Jewell just getting invited out on a date SWAT style earlier on this evening, lets take you now to
live action where i have word our camera's have caught up with Jewel, and her date.

The camera fades in as Jewell is being shown tied up to a cross and strapped with a noose around her neck. The gasoline is being poured around her as the figure stands before with blood dripping down their hands and a sinister laugh in the background.

Voice: I told you that the arrogance was going to be your downfall. You wanted me to make the ultimate sacrifice?

Well I hope that you're happy with what you're getting because now it's time.

Jewel: Who in the hell are you?

Voice: The voice of reasoning. How does it feel to be so helpless and at my exposure?

Tonight is Broken Hearts and tonight i'm going to break yours and end your career once and for all.

Jewel: When Messiah finds out what you've done to me there's going to be hell to pay.

Voice: Messiah? He's been gone for weeks on end and not shown his face since he let Jen go. Face it Jewel, your luck has ran out, but before I end your world allow me to show you just who you've brought back from the dead.

The voice turns around and removes his mask and black gloves. As they turn around her face turns white as a ghost as the person gets right up in her face and runs their fingers down her face.

Jewel: I can't believe it, why? What would possess you to be behind all of this?

Voice: All of the answers wil lbe shown, it's a shame that you're not going to be.

With that being said the voice smothers her in gasoline and throws a match down walking off. The camera fades out as we see Jewell being set on fire with blood curling screams echoing throughout the room.

[SWAT Team]

“Ladies and Gentlemen… our next match, will be one fall! No time limit! And it will be for…”

“The Swat Deathmatch Championship!~” Salazar shouted to the amped up crowd, who wished he would hurry up his little spiel.

“Introducing the challenger…”

Salazar muttered to himself about hazardous working environments, mangling his cue card as a few condoms bounced off his head, the crowd giving a mixed reaction of some boos, but mostly cheers, the Windows XP Startup theme preceding the entrance of the innumerous award-winning Microshocker, accompanied by his entourage of bodyguard Bad Boy King Kong, carrying the ever present Mr. Computer.

“From Seattle, Washington… Coming in at 6’1, 229 pounds…”

Microshocker stopped momentarily to look out at the vast crowd, shaking his head from side to side as he slapped the rowdier, and more unpleasant looking crowd members, ducking away as security held back the enraged fans, the more easy-going of them throwing various drinks and blunt objects at the people who ‘just couldn’t take a joke.’

“He is the 2005 Swat Newcomer of the Year, ½ of the 2005 Angle of the Year, The 2005 Promo of the Year… Oh God, I don’t really have to say this last one do I?”

The 2 (or 3, depending on how you view it) men looked towards the announcer man expectantly.

“Fine… The… *sigh* 2005 Diva of the Year…”

The duo (trio) engaged in a group hug, and various celebratory actions that I can’t write, lest we lose our PPV license. Eep.

“He is… MICROSHOCKER!~”

“And introducing his opponent…”

“Send Me Your Money” by Suicidal Tendencies played as Frank gritted his teeth, eardrums pounding as the incessant shaking of tambourines emerged from the backstage area, choir members filing out, lining the rampway as the Good Reverend himself, Cornelius Marsh, stepped out in full Gospel mode, rockin and shakin as the choir burst out into an a capella version of “Blessed Be,” trying to drown out the substantial boos cascading down from all sides.

“From ‘The Promised Land,’ by way of Greenville, South Carolina…”

The ‘Good’ Reverend made his way down the ramp, taking the time to ‘heal’ members of the audience, who conveniently emerged as if on cue. Healing the crippled, blind, deaf, mute, tired, irritable, hungry, ugly, dead, and so on. Well I’ll be damned.

“Coming in at 5’10, 219 pounds… He is the current Swat Deathmatch Champion… He is…”

“THE REVEREND! CORNELIUS! MARSH!~”

One quick undressing for the champion, and one quick slap on the ass for good luck to the challenger, and we’re off!

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*DING!*

*And we start of with both men advancing towards the center of the ring…*

*Microshocker strikes first, going to gouge out the eyes of Marsh.*

*Marsh comes back with a rake to the eyes of his own.*

*Shocker whips Marsh to the mat by his hair.*

*And now… the two are rolling around on the mat like a couple of angry Lacrosse players… this has clearly taken an unexpected turn…*

*Shocker seems to have the advantage, getting Marsh’s back and applying a camel clutch for out first wrestling move of the match! And he’s… oh dear.*

*Marsh scrambles franticly to the ropes, Shocker trying to drydock him for all he’s worth!*

*Marsh grabs the ropes, pulling himself to the outside.*

*Shocker pushes himself to his feet, reaching down for Marsh as he pulls something from beneath the ring apron…*

*CRACK!*

*And bashes the Shocker with what appears to have been a bottle of JD, glass shards and whiskey flying everywhere! Shocker falls forward, eyes glazed over as the second rope catches him.*

*Marsh rolls into the ring, hooking him for the pin!*

*1…

2…

NO!*

*Marsh drags the stunned Shocker to his feet, and wraps him up in a straightjacket northern lights suplex!*

*1…

2…

NO!*

*There’s still life in him! Marsh rolls back outside, digging up whatever he can find from under the ring, tossing garbage can upon garbage can full of goodies in!*

*Marsh stops, seeing the quickly approaching form of BBKK coming around to his side, he slides in the ring, keeping his eye on the fearsome man…*

*And discovers he has a lovely Soprano singing voice, Shocker coming back with a pair of pliers, digging in to the nether regions of the man of the cloth, the crowd cringing at the sight!*

*Shocker twists, adjusting the volume of Marsh’s shrieking, before growing bored and ripping them violently from their target, instead opting to clobber him across the face with the tool!*

*Shocker goes for the pin!*

*1…

2…

3-NO!*

*Shocker pounds the mat in frustration, ears perking up as the crowd starts going absolutely batshit for some reason. He looks to ringside…*

*And looks a bit, no pun intended, shocked! BBKK has been laid out, Mr Computer lying mere feet from his head, covered in some of his blood!*

*Shocker leans over the top rope, baffled, as Marsh slowly gets to his feet, wobbling slightly. Shocker notices this, and walks towards him when…*

*OH MY LORD! Shocker has been knocked upside down and inside out! What the hell just happened? We need to rewind…*
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The picture goes back to the moment Marsh stands up, moving in slow-motion as Shocker stomps towards him… when out of the corner of our view, two men come from either side, the larger one sweeping the legs while the smaller, more agile looking one flew in a springboard spinning leg kick.

…

Wait a damn minute. That-That’s the Stillborn Cradle! That must mean… Sweet Baby Jesus.
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*THE HELLHOUNDS HAVE JUST TAKEN OUT MICROSHOCKER! And the shit has hit the fan, the crowd jumping from their seats in amazement! But why the hell did- Marsh makes the quick cover!*

*1…

2…

3!*

“Your winner… and still champion… THE REVEREND! CORNELIUS! MARSH!~”

*Marsh raises his fists in victory, the Hellhounds Cerberus and Psycho grinding Shocker’s face into the mat, sadistic grins spreading over their faces as we cut away to our sponsors…*

[SWAT Team]

Scene cuts backstage to Fifi the resident SWAT interviewer. She is stood beside the large tumble that contains the numbers the for entry into the rumble.

Stood beside Fifi is a SWAT official dressed in the customary SWAT blazer.

Fifi: Hi everyone out there in SWAT land! It's time for another SWAT superstar to find out their entry in tonight's Rumble. Please everyone welcome The Model of Male Perfection himself, Sly Fondell and Jada!!

From the side steps Sly Fondell and Jada. Sly is dressed in a grey pinstripe Armani suit with creme shirt and red tie, while Jada simmers in a low cut two piece that shows off all those curves, oh daddy!

The crowd break into a Fondell sucks chant when Sly appears

SWAT Official: Mr Fondell, if you would like to pick your number please.

Sly walks over to the tumbler, as he passes Fifi he gives her a wink

Sly: How you doin baby?

Fifi blushes.

Sly spins the tumbler and reaches in and takes out a ball. He opens it and looks at the number. He shrugs

Jada steps over to take a look

She smiles at Sly

Jada: Could be a worse baby, this is the winning number right here

She gives Sly a kiss.

Fifi tries to get a look at the number and Sly moves it away.

Sly: Ah, Ah it's a secret, you'll all find out soon enough, but for now lets keep it quiet.

Sly hands the number to the official and turns back to the camera

Sly: The Model of male perfection has arrived and by the end of the night I'll be leaving as the number one contender.............Live and in the flesh baby!!

Crowd: Sly's a pussy, Sly's a pussy!!!

Sly laughs as he walks off screen with Jada, the scene fades as FiFi goes over to the official and looks at the number.

[SWAT Team]

[“The Headless Children” by WASP and smoke fills the entrance ramp and ‘black lights’ cause a purplish glow as they flicker in the background. When the main guitar riff hits, Triple B appears through the smoke and walks towards destiny.]

[The arena goes dark. On the tron, the following 3 symbols beat into succession:

<ALPHA>

<OMEGA>

<The Punisher skull>]

[“More Human Than Human” by White Zombie plays as “The Punisher” Dan Stein walks to the ring area as the crowd goes wild.]

“Now in the ring and contenders to the S.W.A.T Tag Team Championship of the World……… Dan Stein… Triple B….. Legion X!”

Rios Rivera: Legion X in the ring now, but who will they be facing alongside Tanner?

Roy Biggins: I for one cant wait to see who comes out.

Jeremy Tucker: This has to be the mystery of the decade.

“Now coming to the ring first, formerly of the Connection.. one half of the SWAT World Tag Team Champions……….. from Tucson, Az…… Adrian Tanner!”

[

"I shot you down, Bang Bang."



"You hit the ground, Bang Bang."

*Flash* [Adrian nailing David Sadler with the Revolver]

"That awful sound, Bang Bang."

*Flash* [Adrian nailing Johnny Pembroke with the Snapshot]

"I used to shoot you down..."

[BANG! The gun fires, the screen shatters into a million pieces and a lone spotlight strobes on the entrance ramp as the groovy beats of Xzibit's "Best of things" replaces the voice.]

"I was voted most likely to have a psychiatric evaluation
Let's start the process of elimination
This dedication is for niggaz with the green buddha
The bandula, six-shooter to your suit coolers"

[Adrian Tanner steps through the curtain, head down.]

"Now how this feel? Cold black steel up in your grill
This hollow point lead gon' be your last meal
Say your prayers, say your graces
Pieces of your face is found in a hundred different places"

[He is dressed in red "metallic effect" shorts with "AT" in gold letters on the left leg and a gold "C" on the right leg. He's sporting a matching red sleeveless ring jacket with "AT" encased in a superman logo on the back, his head and top of his face covered by the hood. His outfit is finished off by a pair of black boots, and black elbow/knee pads. The SWAT World Tag Team Title is strapped around his waist.]

"Huh, so what we lookin like? We tryin to see some hoes to fuck tonight
and you just tryin to see the afterlife
Make a decision before we have a head-on collision
makin me spend the rest of my life in prison
See I can only play the cards I was given
Multiplication division whatever you got to break mines off
like the U.S. government did to Microsoft
Like Xzibit in some pussy with the lights turned off
It's like"

[Adrian begins his descent down the ramp as various footage plays on the tron]

"I'm just livin to fulfill my dreams"

[Adrian pinning Triple B to win the SWAT Australian Championship]

"I'm just tryin to have the best of things"

[The Connection holding up their newly won SWAT World Tag Team Championships]

"None of y'all can't take shit from me"

[Adrian stops, halfway down the ramp, still looking downwards.]

"Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin for free"

[BOOM! Adrian throws his arms out to his side and throws his head back as a huge blast of pyro explodes from the stage behind him. He looks to the ring, smiles and continues his walk.]

"So I'ma ride til the wheels fall off
while all the rest get weak and go soft"

[Adrian walks to the end of the ramp, slapping a few hands along the way.]

"Your petite style, can get you beat down
My heat's loud, have you huggin on the street now"

[Adrian steps through the ropes, heads to the nearest turnbuckle and climbs up. He makes a gun with his left hand, "cocks" and "fires" the "gun" then jumps down and grabs a mic.]

Adrian: “So you folks want to know who my mystery partner is? Guess it!”

["Good Time" by Leroy hits the speakers and the crowd pops the arena darkens and the music plays a little. Smoke pours from the stage and Syberus steps out onto the ramp with his tag title belt and raises both of his arms.]

Rios Rivera: I cant believe it… that’s Syberus.. but in the end we should have guessed!

Jeremy Tucker: We have been played for fools, the Connection are back and you have to be our friend Xanathos and Legion X are not happy at all.

Roy Biggins: This has to be a classic moment in SWAT history. Syberus is back! But what this will mean for SWAT or the Connection we will see.

[Syberus slowly saunters down to the ring and places the title belt over his should as the announcer calls “ now making his way to the ring… one half of the world tag team champions… Syberus!” Syberus slides into the ring and raises both arms with Adrian Tanner and the camera pans directly into it.]

Rios Rivera: We should have know.

Jeremy Tucker: This is exactly something they would pull.

Roy Biggins: I think they may have psyched out even Legion X with this one.

[Legion X goes straight on the assault and start to brawl with The Connection as the bell sounds. The Connection gets on top of things from the start and manages to beat Legion X up against the ropes and force both Dan Stein and Triple B out of the ring.]

Rios Rivera: This one is not a wrestling match, it’s a fight.

Roy Biggins: Look at those for men beat the crap out of each other.

Jeremy Tucker: The match has been going only a few minutes and we are already onto the outside of the ring.



[They both slide to the outside and Syberus and Dan Stein exchange blows while Triple B manages to get a hold of Tanner and whip him into the ring post sending him crashing down to the cold concrete floor.]

Rios Rivera: Tanners head just got cracked against that ring post!

Roy Biggins: That’s going to damage his chances.

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus and Stein fighting like crazy too, this is a war.

[Syberus starts losing out on his fight with Dan Stein who starts getting on top of things with his hard lefts and rights.]

Roy Biggins: Stein starting to control Syberus now.

Jeremy Tucker: He’s showing his experience as well.

Rios Rivera: I think if the Connection is not careful they could be in big trouble against Legion X.

[Triple B forces Tanner up to his feet and drags him up by his hair and hits him with a Yakuza kick sending him back down to the floor with a sickening thud. Triple B raises both of his arms mockingly at the crowd.]

Rios Rivera: Blatant disrespect.

Roy Biggins: He has an impressive arsenal though, he can take peoples heads off with his kicks.

Jeremy Tucker: That may be true, but there’s no need to mock the fans who have paid their hard earned money to watch a wrestling match.

[Dan Stein attempts to tie up with Syberus, Syberus manage to avoid him and get in a couple of quick shots and grab a hold of him so he can hit Stein with a Spinebuster.]

Roy Biggins: Syberus right back into this thing with some smart wrestling right there.

Jeremy Tucker: He doesn’t even look like he’s been away!

Rios Rivera: That may be so, but he’s over confident then that could go against him against the likes of Legion X.

[Triple B comes from nowhere and attempts to Yakuza kick Syberus. However Syberus avoids him and starts hitting him with lefts and rights and the he Irish Whips him into the steel guardrail barrier and clotheslines him into the crowd.]

Roy Biggins: Triple B planted into the crowd!

Rios Rivera: The fans are getting to see the action up close.

Jeremy Tucker: You only see action like this at SWAT

[We see Adrian Tanner trying to find his feet using the barrier to help him up.]

Rios Rivera: Tanner recovering from the Triple B assault now.

Roy Biggins: Indeed, but he has what it takes to do so love him or hate him.

Jeremy Tucker: He and Syberus where arguable the most dominant Tag Team in the entire world last year, maybe they can kick off 2006 along those lines.

[Syberus goes into the crowd after Triple B. They both exchange lefts and rights and start to fight amongst the fans who are going nuts.]

Rios Rivera: This one has spilled out all over the damn place.

Roy Biggins: I was under the illusion that this would be a wrestling match.

Jeremy Tucker: Looks like your wrong.

[Dan Stein climbs into the crowd after them and attacks Syberus from behind. They both grab a hold of Syberus and hit him with a double Suplex onto the concrete.]

Rios Rivera: The fans had to get out of the way of the vicious double suplex.

Roy Biggins: That could have ended his career! That was a stupid move.

Jeremy Tucker: That’s right, this is still a sport and people should show respect to their opponent’s careers.

[They force him up to his feet and drag him up towards the Arena steps. Tanner sees what’s going on from ringside and starts to pursue Legion X.]

Rios Rivera: Looks like Adrian is going to his friend’s aid.

Roy Biggins: He’s going to have to be quick if he’s going to stop Legion X crippling him!

Jeremy Tucker: True. However he’s taken somewhat of a beating in this match thus far.

[Legion X drags Syberus up onto the steps leading the backstage conference area of the arena. They take a few cheap shots at Syberus while he’s defenceless when from nowhere Tanner storms in hitting Stein with an Enziguri]

Rios Rivera: Enziguri!

Roy Biggins: That evened the playing field a little!

Jeremy Tucker: That was awesome, lord knows what Legion X had in store for the returning Syberus!

[Triple B sees this and drops Syberus on the steps and attempts to attack Tanner from behind but Tanners all pumped up and manages to assault Triple B before he has any chance to get any offence in.]

Rios Rivera: Look at Tanner, he’s on a roll.

Roy Biggins: He’s showing us why he’s one of the bets wrestlers in the world.

Jeremy Tucker: He’s certainly one of the most decorated.

[Adrian Tanner locks up with Triple B and hits him with a Spinning DDT right onto the steps]

Rios Rivera: That may have killed him!

Roy Biggins: Someone’s career is going to end here tonight if it’s not put to a stop!

Jeremy Tucker: The bell should be called, this is no longer a match but a competition to see who can walk out with a career.

[Tanner climbs to his feet and makes a “C” symbol with his fingers not realising that Dan Stein was up. Stein blindsides him with an elbow to the face. He grabs him and forces him through the door to the backstage area.]

Rios Rivera: This ones going even further away from the ring now.

Roy Biggins: I never expected this.

Jeremy Tucker: Me either, not in a million years. Top that off with the return of Syberus.

[Syberus sees Triple B on the steps and forces him up to his feet. Triple B struggles a little but Syberus still manage to throw Triple B down the steps all the way to the bottom as the crowd roars.]

Rios Rivera: Oh my lord!

Roy Biggins: That just killed him!

Jeremy Tucker: He just got thrown all the way down to hell right there!

[Tanner and Stein exchange blows in the conference room where KJ Xanathos storms in holding a hot cup of Late.]

Rios Rivera: I wonder what Xanathos will have to say about what’s happened thus far in this match.

Roy Biggins: Nothing if Legion X wins.

Jeremy Tucker: Who knows, he’s a law unto himself most of the time.

[Tanner and Stein brawl ever closer to him as he tries to order them out. Tanner throws an elbow toward Stein but misses and instead hits the hot cup of Late Dracon is holding spilling it all over his front.]

Rios Rivera: HA!

Roy Biggins: He’s going to be mad about that one.

Jeremy Tucker:

[Xanathos decides enough is enough and in a rage calls in the security to force Dan Stein and Tanner apart and informs some backstage staff to call the match off.]

Rios Rivera: He hasn’t just…

Roy Biggins: He has…

Jeremy Tucker: What a cheap ending, but this match never even started. It was a fight from start to end, that’s all and well has to wait to see where this war goes.

Frank Salazar : “This match has been ruled a Non Contest”

Rios Rivera: The fans feel screwed.

Roy Biggins: I feel crewed.

Jeremy Tucker: What the hell can happen next after all that?

[The crowd boos as we see a last shot of Syberus standing on top of the steps looking down at Triple B who is just climbing to his feet.]

[SWAT Team]

The scene is backstage in the room where the trainers take care of the wrestlers after a match. Both Genity and J are laid out on tables, not moving. J’s shirt is off, and his stomach and back are covered in bruises from the earlier attack. Genity’s face is covered by an icepack, body occasionally twitching.

J coughed and moaned, lifting his head as he peered towards the obscured mummy, “Genity… man, you okay?” He mumbled, carefully sitting up, nursing his tender ribs.

Genity ripped the icepack from his face, rolling over. “I… I don’t know. Is there something wrong with my vision?” He blinked rapidly, seemingly confused by his surroundings.

J held up his pointer finger, “How many do you see...” he paused, smiling wryly, “Unless you mean me taking those shots for you.”

“Heh… ow… heh…” Genity laughed, wincing at every chuckle. “S-s-s-s-son of a bitch!” He barked, pounding his fist on the table.

“Now do you believe me?” J quipped, standing and hopping on one foot until he found a wall to lean against. “We’re in for a world of hurt individually.”

The mummy sat up slowly, trying to rub the tenseness out of his shoulder. “Even together, our odds… to put it lightly, uh, suck.”

“No shit. One and a half against two.” J remarked with a tinge of bitterness in his voice.

“And that’s IF they decide to play fair.”

“Which they won’t, Genity. That’s a given. We’re both in their crosshair, and frankly, I don’t like it here…” Jerry sighed, carefully and ungracefully limping over to his wheelchair, wincing as he sat down. “Rumor is that they’re adding another member. If they do… we’re both gonners.”

An uncomfortable silence hung in the air, until Genity’s voice perked up, “You know… you can probably still back out of this situation. Their main concern is with-“

Genity pitched forward, hacking up specks of blood. “Ha… Gah… w-with the title.”

J shook his head from side to side, looking a bit annoyed. “You know damn well that I’m a target now. Hell, you saw what they did to me just for being in the way…” He stumbled over his words, shaking his head wide-eyed. “Jesus. I almost blacked out… I need to get to the emergency room. See what extra damage has been done.”

Genity’s eyes sank at his comrade’s predicament, fists clenching. “Rrrrrh… Damn them! What kind of sick monsters are they?!”

“They’re sick monsters who will do anything to get that title away from you. Including taking out anyone who gets in their way. You know that and I know that.” J began to wheel his way out the door, stopping to glance back. “… They’re sharks who have smelt blood.”

Genity scowled as he glanced sideways, the belt glinting out of the corner of his periph. “Then to hell with them. I-I’ll cling to this title till my dying day if I have to. They’ll… they’ll never get it, as long as I breathe.”

J smirked, wheeling himself out of the room. “Just remember… you have someone in your corner… if you want him. You know where to find me… emergency room…”

He turned, almost out the door when he heard a whispered “Th... Thank you…”

J nodded softly. “Aye… not a problem.” He replied, disappearing from sight.

Genity continued to stare at the cold tile, the names of his nemesis running the mobius strip in his head. “Legion X… Legion X…” He snarled, eyes slowly widening with unparalleled anger. The camera zooms in on the stare, catching it for a few seconds before fading to black…

[SWAT Team]

This Fire" starts to play over the arena. Smoke starts to appear in front of the entrance; after a few seconds, a figure appears out of the smoke. The figure is none other than Jason Taylor's personal assitant, Kelly Daniels. She smiles and turns around. She then points at the entrance and another figure comes out of the smoke.

Rocco Mendez: The following contest is a no ropes barbed wire death match signed for one fall, and it is for the Springfield Heavyweight Championship. Making his way to the ring firs… from Los Angeles, California… weighing 195 pounds…. Jason Taylor!!!

The figure is Jason Taylor; he looks ready to fight.Jason cracks his neck on the top of the ramp. With the smoke dying down, Jason slaps his chest a few times and golden pyro's go off beside of him. He nods his head and walks down to the ring.

The lights in the arena dim to a deep shade of blood red, while the sound of white noise feedback hisses out of the PA system. Then, "Homicidal" by Bad Luck 13 Riot Extravaganza plays and Lucifer Jones bursts through the entrance curtains, already talking shit about anyone and anything he see's, including the fans, and making fun of little crippled kids in the audience.

Rocco Mendez: And the opponent… from the White Chapel district of London, England… weighing 237 pounds… he is your Springfield Heavyweight Champion… Lucifer Jones!!!

He walks over to the first group of fans in the aisle seats and immediately starts bullying someone. The whole time Jones just laughs and walks confidently down to the ring, slides in and cracks his neck a few times.

Both competitors look around the ring at the barbed wire that is trapping them. Jason walks over to one edge of the ring and begins his own inspection of the wire. He touched one barb with the tip of his finger and jerked back as he realized it is actually very sharp. He turns back towards Lucifer who is just shaking his head while Jason does his little exploration.

DING DING

Roy Biggins: Well it’s more than obvious that Lucifer Jones does not believe that Jason should be in this match, and my personal opinion says so as well.

Kyle Richards: How do you figure?

Roy Biggins: Jason Taylor accepted a challenge that Lucifer put out there within only a few minutes. He was conveniently there and no one else had a chance to come out and accept the challenge. There are plenty of others who should have had that title shot over Taylor and you both know it.

Kent Brockman: You mean people like Rising Sun and RH3?

Kyle Richards: Well I don’t know about Sun, but Hungelstein for sure. He’s earned it more times then I can count. Not to mention that Mr. Big deserves a rematch after he was screwed so badly. Of course I wouldn’t go so far to say Taylor doesn’t deserve a chance.

The two competitors begin to circle each other with flair in their eye for destruction. Jason is impatient and lunges for Lucifer’s gut. Jones spots it in time and manages to force Taylor down with a shove and get over him. Taylor springs off of the mat and comes at Jones again. This time Jones hooks an arm drag, but Taylor fires back with a stiff arm drag of his own. Taylor attempts a lock, but Jones is able to roll through and trips Taylor. Jones goes for a lock. Taylor catches him with his legs and forces him back. Taylor springs back up as Jones for a dropkick. Taylor catches his legs and pushes up making Jones do a full back flip. Jones lands on is feet and ducks a clothesline from Taylor just in time. Taylor has to stop suddenly remembering that there are no ropes.

Roy Biggins: Look at this guy. He looks like a rookie in the ring forgetting about the barbed wire like that.

Kyle Richards: He’s probably too caught up in the match to notice. In fact I almost forgot that it was there.

Roy Biggins: Then I could argue that you are a rookie too.

Kent Brockman: Despite he has years more experience than you being a commentator while you are still only on your first few months?

Roy Biggins: No comment.

Taylor turns back around and is caught in a drop toe hold from Jones. Taylor’s chest smacks the mat hard enough that the entire arena hears it. Jones flies over Taylor to get in a side head lock while he is still on the ground. Taylor uses his power to quickly get them both back to their feet. Taylor pushes Jones off, but Jones doesn’t go far, knowing to avoid the barbed wire.

Kyle Richards: These two have incredibly not been doing much to each other. They’ve been countering each other, managed to avoid contact with the wire, this is just an even match.

Kent Brockman: Of course that just makes this match that much better.

Jones just manages to duck another clothesline from Taylor. Taylor manages a dime turn and rushes again at Jones. Jones ducks down and lifts Taylor over his head. Taylor completely misses the wire and lands on the mat outside of the ring. Jones looks in disbelief seeing that Taylor is unscratched.

Roy Biggins: That’s impossible.

Kyle Richards: Seems that way doesn’t it.

Jones takes a few steps back as Taylor recovers from his fall. Jones then does a front flip completely missing the barbed wire and lands on Taylor.

Kent Brockman: How long has it been since we have seen a barbed wire match were the barbed wire wasn’t utilized much or at all?

Kyle Richards: Well if they’ve done this well without it I can’t wait to see what happens if they get into it.

Jones is the first to his feet and he takes his good time stomping in Taylor’s chest. A boot to the face and Jones begins trying to drag Taylor back to his feet. Jones attempts to Irish whip towards the steps, but Taylor holds onto the barrier and pulls Jones back taking him down with a clothesline. Taylor begins to wander around the ring looking at the barbed wire and trying to pick out a way to get back in the ring. When he reaches the side opposite to Jones he just forgets it and walks back towards Lucifer.

Roy Biggins: The wimp is afraid of getting a little scratched.

Kyle Richards: Have you ever been cut by barbed wire, no, then shut up.

Jones is back up and has wandered over to the steel steps standing right behind them. Taylor quickly runs and dropkicks the steps. They separate and the top part slams right against Jones’ knee. Taylor is back up fast and leaps over the bottom steps to slam a knee into Jones’ face. Taylor drags Jones back up and begins to arm chops to the chest. Jones then rakes him in the eyes and Taylor is blinded for a moment. Jones takes the opportunity to push Taylor strait into the ring post. Taylor’s head bounces off the ring post and Jones goes around trying to catch his breath a little. Taylor recovers slowly as Jones works his way back over to Taylor. A quick kick to the back of the head puts Taylor on the floor giving Jones a little more time.

Kyle Richards: Incredible how much punishment these two want to inflict on the other.

Kent Brockman: The title means that much to each man here. There is no surprise in the fact that these competitors would put their heart into this match.

Jones goes strait under the ring and pulls out a folded steel chair. Jones turns around and walks a bit past Taylor to get into a better position. Jones goes for a head shot, but Taylor ducks in time and Jones only strikes the barbed wire. Taylor then sneaks under Jones and hits a disabling low blow. While Jones is in shock from pain Taylor moves to his front and lifts the small man. With a spin he powerbombs Jones onto the barbed wire ropes which collapse from his body weight, but that does not prevent skin from being torn open.

Roy Biggins: Oh DANM. His back is lying on top of the barbed wire. That’s horrible.

Kyle Richards: Yeah I can imagine.

Taylor smiles and steps up onto the ring letting the barbs dig into the bottom of his boots. He places one boot on Jones’ chest and walks on top of him. Jones screams in pain from the pressure and barbs. Taylor then pulls Jones up and drags him to the center of the ring where he drops Jones and pins him.

1………..2………..Kickout!

Taylor looks at the ref and argues the three count for a moment, but knows that it is pointless. He pulls Jones back to his feet and tries to whip him into another set of barbed wire ropes, but Jones swings around and throws Taylor back first into the barbs. Taylor quickly steps away grabbing at his back and feeling the blood running from the cuts. Jones goes and dropkicks him in the chest sending him falling back onto the wires and ripping them away from their posts.

Kent Brockman: Carnage is beginning to tare apart this ring.

Kyle Richards: But this is what fans pay to see.

Jones gets out of the ring and grabs the chair he intended on using earlier. He raises it above his head and manages a pop from the crowd.

Roy Biggins: This crowd seems to be backing Lucifer.

Kyle Richards: I think they are just glad to see that chair come into play. They don’t really like either of these competitors.

Roy Biggins: Look at the big mouth on you.

Jones gets back into the ring and walks over to Taylor, picks up some of the wire and wraps it around the chair a bit, then slams it onto the chest of Taylor. Taylor rolls out of the ring and walks around holding his chest and back. Jones drops the chair and jumps out at Taylor. He tries for a head scissors, but Taylor shoves him off. Jones lands on his feet and is met in the face with the bottom of Taylor’s boot.

Kyle Richards: Here is a good opening to put Jones away.

Taylor sets up for his ender, the one that puts them all away. He sets Jones up for the Breakdown. Jones, with what energy he has, spins and strikes Taylor in the face with a spinning heel kick. Both competitors are now on the ground. Taylor gets back up first and looks down at Jones angrily. Taylor climbs back into the ring and is suddenly rushed. A clothesline knocks him to the ground/

Kyle Richards: What the? Rising Sun just attacked Jason Taylor.

Sun drags Taylor over to the barbed wire and wraps it around his legs tightly. Jason tries to struggle, but gets caught in the barbed wire with no way of getting out. Sun then runs back up the ramp laughing. Jones revives to see Taylor struggling with the barbed wire. Jones begins to talk smack to him and slaps Taylor across the face. He gets back in the ring and lands a knee across Taylor’s forehead. Jones pins.

1………….2………….3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DING DING DING

Kyle Richards: NO… this isn’t how a match should end!

Rocco Mendez: Here is your winner and STILL Springfield Heavyweight Champion… LUCIFER JONES!!!

Roy Biggins: And all because Rising Sun decided the same thing I decided. Jason took advantage of something no one else could and deserved to lost tonight.

Kyle Richards: That’s not right. Rising Sun should have gone to Billy Cash if he wanted to solve this, not take it out on Jason Taylor.

Lucifer goes to a corner, but does not climb the ropes and holds the title above his head. The ref helps Taylor get free of the barbed wire. As soon as he is clear he races over to Jones and hits him with a low blow. Once Jones is collapsed Taylor picks up the title and looks at it with intent and lust. He tosses it to the ground and spits onto Jones.

Kent Brockman: I’m not sure what to say. It’s almost as if these guys are now trying to out-heel each other.

Kyle Richards: Whatever they are doing it’s going to unleash hell in the Springfield region.

Match fades…

[SWAT Team]

The crowd grows quiet, awaiting something but they're not sure of what it is. They know that a big superstar is about to debut, that's when Thrice's "Silhouette" plays
over the speakers, and the crowd looks over and sees someone they're too familiar with. Someone who is a legend and the star known as Jessica Helms outside the ring steps onto the entrance, and the crowd goes wild. They can't believe what they're seeing, Jessica Helms... Angel?? In the Rocky Mountains? She cocks her head to one side, and looks over to the crowd, peeking over her black Ray-ban sunglasses. She walks down to the ring, and enters it. The crowd begins an "Angel" chant, as she grabs the mic, and hushes the crowd. They calm down as she puts the mic to her mouth, but due to the loud ovation she's having a hard
time getting a word out. She cracks a smile, as she begins to speak.

Jessica: Well, well, well. Didn't I always tell people I would always be one step ahead?

The crowd begins to chant "holy shit!" loudly.

Jessica: Yeah. You can't believe your eyes can you? You can't believe that I Jessica Helms, the legend. Would be in a place like this, would ya?

She cracks a laugh.

Jessica: But here I am. You see, I heard through the grapevine about the Rocky Mountains. Jessica Helms is a tired woman though.

The crowd boos.

Jessica: Wait, wait. I'm not finished. You see, I'm tired. I'm sick and tired of constantly going from promotion to promotion, and not getting the chances my
stardom deserves. I'm a legend, I've been an owner, multiple Woman's Champion, a World Champion, hell I've pretty much been a Grand Slam champion!!!!

The crowd cheers.

Jessica: But every single promotion I've gone to, has found a way to screw me over. And Angel doesn't deserve that. She deserves better. I've done the XGW's, and FWE's, GWA's, the UEA's. But now, I must go on and find a better opportunity. I want something different in my life. I want, to be a champion again.

Crowd begins to chant "Angel" loudly as she smiles.

Jessica: Thank you, thank you. The legend appreciates your support. I miss having a title around my waist, I miss being on top of that mountain. Looking
down at all the petty people trying to crawl to reach the peak, but instead, my power over them they fail. And they fall. Just like a shooting star, their dream
falls down quicker than the poor XGW did.

Crowd begins a loud "XGW" chant and Jessica Helms looks amused.

Jessica: Yeah. So I was reading through my magazine, and saw SWAT. Namely, your so called Woman's Champion Alice. Who the hell does she think she is anyways? I mean, I've heard through the grapevine that she heard I had come here, started a rumour, and I hadn't even debuted!! Until now.

She cracks another smile.

Jessica: And now she's starting rumours about me? ME? The legend? I don't think so! Now, normally I don't believe everything I hear. But come on now, how many times have we heard the saying test the waters first. I'm not such a bad person. Maybe a little crazy at times.

Crowd laughter is heard.

Jessica: But I'm not a bad person. I just want one thing, and one thing only. A championship. That's right Alice, I'm coming after YOU.

Crowd bursts into cheers and chants of "Angel"

Jessica: So like it or not. Angel is here in the Rocky Mountains, and I'm gonna get me what I want. What I deserve. And that is the SWAT Woman's Title. Now normally people don't call out champions in their first debut. But I've always been different. I know what I want, and I go after it. Without caring, without emotion.
Alice, Angel is coming.. after... YOU.

Jessica Helms pulls her shades down, as she looks into the camera.

Jessica: I hope to God you're prepared for what I have planned Alice. The dream I have begins all again.. here. In SWAT.

Thrice's "Silhouette" plays in the arena, as the crowd goes nuts, and Jessica drops the mic, goes through the ropes. She walks up the ramp holding her arms
in the air, and walks to the back area through the curtain.

[SWAT Team]

[Thousands of fans scream and have the Centrum Arena rocking, signs wave in the background, one reading Sly Marry Me with an obscenely obese girl in a tanktop holding it.]

Vance Knox: Fondell’s real fans are finally heard in the grittiness of the Rocky Mountains.

Tilt: There are rumors that both he and Dracon Xanathos have guards weed out ugly girls from getting where they can get on screen in Australia.

Vance Knox: Sounds like an idea to me.

Tilt: That just puts them near the broadcast booth.

Vance Knox: Screw you Australia!!!

["Chocarena" by Draggor starts playing and Ms. Noriko steps through the entrance and waves to the fans. She wears a halter top, the upper half of which is black and the lower half is white. She also wears pants length wrestling tights, the upper half of which is white and the lower half is black. Her wrestling boots are white with a black heel and toe. She adjusts her black elbow pads as CK Panic, her manager, arrives in his usual suit-and-tie and walks with her to the ring. Ms. Noriko smiles and slaps hands on the way top the ring. CK follows close behind, greeting fans and politely informing those who tug at his suit to "watch the merchandise." When they get to the ring, CK pushes up the bottom rope as Noriko slides into the ring. CK takes his place at ringside.]

Tilt: The challenger looks focused.

Vance Knox: If she didn’t she’d be dead in the water already.

Al Sharp: Standing in the ring at 5"5" and weighing in at 132 lbs......MS. NORIIIIIIIIIKOOOOOOOO!

[Noriko stands on one of the middle turnbuckles and raises her arms to the crowd.]

Tilt: And now, our champion.

["Who the Fuck is Alice" by Kevin Wilson hits and Alice makes her way down to the ring high fiving the fans on the way. She is wearing her waitress apron over the top of a full length white wrestling body suit and on top of that is the pink leather strap with gold leafing of the SWAT Women’s Championship.]

Vance Knox : Here she comes, Rocky Mountains resident waitress slash wrestler.

Al Sharp : Hailing from Cedar City ... Utah ... coming in at 5'7 & 185 pounds ..... ALIIIICE!!!!
Rowdies: WHERE’S OUR COFFEE? WHERE’S OUR COFFEE? WHERE’S OUR COFFEE?

Tilt: The Rowdies getting into it.

Vance Knox: I’d hate to see this campus if it where’d dry. No wait, reverse that.

Rowdies: WHERE’S OUR COFFEE? WHERE’S OUR COFFEE?

[Alicia Moore checks the gear of both ladies, and signals for the bell.]

***DING DING DING***

Tilt: And this women’s championship is off and running.

[Ms. Noriko dives for one of Alice’s knees, but the veteran steps back, and goes for an Oklahoma Roll.]

Alicia Moore: 1….


[Ms. Noriko reverses the roll-up into a crucifix cradle.]


Alicia Moore: 1…


Tilt: Alice kicks out, spins to Noriko’s legs, and flips over with a jackknife pin.

Alicia Moore: 1…



2…


Tilt: Ms. Noriko bridges up after breaking her legs free, and pulls Alice up for her Dark Lotus Crush bomb, but Alice slides off her back, and locks in an inverted facelock signaling for her Top You Off, but Noriko spins around and hooks her leg and dumps Alice over with a modified fisherman’s suplex.

Vance Knox: Noriko hooks a standard fisherman and rolls the suplex.

Tilt: And one more for the Pay Per View audience. She holds the bridge.

Alicia Moore: 1…


2…



[Alice breaks free with a forearm to Noriko’s ribs.]


Tilt: Noriko gets to her feet, and catches Alice with an inside cradle.

Alicia Moore: 1…




2…



[Alice rolls the cradle.]

Alicia Moore: 1….





2…




[Ms. Noriko kicks out and both ladies clamour to their feet as quickly as possible.]

Crowd: This is awesome!!! *clap-clap-clapclapclap* This is awesome. *clap-clap-clapclapclap*

Tilt: What an exchange by these two ladies!!

[Alice whips Noriko off the ropes and gets caught in a flying headscissors takedown, but Alice cartwheels out of it, and catches a rising Noriko across the chest with a brutal knife edge chop.]

Rowdies: CHOP THOSE TITTIES!!!!

Vance Knox: CK Panic is on the outside holding his own chest after that chop.

SMACK!!!!!

Rowdies: CHOP THOSE TITTIES!!!

SMACK!!!!

Rowdies: CHOP THOSE TITTIES!!!

SMACK!!!!

Rowdies: CHOP THOSE TITTIES!!!!

SMACK!!!!

Tilt: CK nearly having a heart attack on the outside holding his chest as his charge is getting worked with knife edge chops from the Women’s Champ Alice.

[Alice grabs the smaller Noriko and dumps her with a two handed chokeslam.]

Tilt: BALDO BOMB!!!

Vance Knox: Wonder why she kept the gimmick name. Maybe Alice has a receding hair line? Years of being around grease could do that yanno.

[Alice drops a high floating kneedrop down on Noriko, and goes for the cover.]

Alicia Moore: 1…





2…




[Kickout by Ms. Noriko.]

Tilt: Alice pulling Noriko to a standing base and pulls back letting a superkick fly, but Noriko counters it with by catching her foot, and sweeping her leg out. Noriko starts swinging a giant swing!!!

Vance Knox: Both girls are going to wind up dizzy and on their backs.

Tilt: Just like a night at the Knox’s?

Vance Knox: You know it buddy.

Tilt: After what seems to be twenty or more revolutions Noriko lets the women’s champion fly towards the ropes as she collapses herself.

Rowdies: CHICKS IN THE RING GO ROUND AND ROUND…

Crowd: ROUND AND ROUND…

Rowdies: ROUND AND ROUND. ALL THROUGH THE TOWN!!!

Vance Knox: You gotta hand it to the Rowdies, they are quick on their feet.

Tilt: We’ve been serenaded here in Cedar City, Utah!!!

[Ms. Noriko manages to get to her feet, and hits a rising Alice with a swinging neckbreaker.]

Tilt: Shake, Rattle, and Roll style. She follows with a quick elbow, and another.

Vance Knox: She finally goes for the cover, but Alice halfway underneath the ropes and Alicia won’t even start the count.

[Ms. Noriko gets up and runs off the opposite ropes gaining momentum…]

Tilt: Baseball Slide Dropkick, Vance!!

Vance Knox: Alice is sprawled out on the floor. If she wasn’t in her mid-fifties that would be hot.

[Ms. Noriko heads outside, CK Panic telling her to get Alice back into the ring.]

Tilt: CK is really animated here.

Vance Knox: He’s likely high on pixie stix or something {Mongo Edit: Nah we don't say that anymore} like that.

Tilt: It might be the nicotine.

Vance Knox: Maybe.

[Ms. Noriko drops another elbow on the floor, and then whips Alice into the ring apron and drops her with a double underhook DDT.]

Tilt: Alicia Moore is half-way through her twenty count, but Ms. Noriko rolls Alice back into the ring, and goes for the cover.

Alicia Moore: 1…







2…






[Alice gets her foot on the ropes.]

Tilt: A little inexperience hurts Noriko there, she didn’t have the Champion far enough away from the ropes.

[Alice rolls to the floor again, Noriko follows her out, but Alice catches her in the stomach with a kick, and then whips her into the ring steps. An X-factor follows.]

Vance Knox: Noriko just a little less pretty from that slit-leg faceslam.

Tilt: Alice giving Noriko a receipt for that earlier whip into the ring apron.

Vance Knox: A waitress bringing you a receipt? What is the world coming to?

Tilt: Alice looks for a diamond cutter, but Noriko pushes her off….

[Alice hops up onto the guardrail, and spins catching Noriko with a spike DDT on the floor.]

Rowdies: FORGOT TO TIP!!!!! FORGOT TO TIP!!!!! FORGOT TO TIP!!!!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!!

Vance Knox: Ms. Noriko is layed out cold here. CK Panic is clutching his own neck like he’s the one who got taken out.

Tilt: The Champion is really showing her stuff here, she rolls Ms. Noriko back into the ring and drops another high knee drop.
[The crowd starts to boo as RIOT Watanabe stalks up the entrance tunnel carrying a steel chair in her hands. CK Panic spots her and hustles over, cutting off her approach.]

Tilt: We have a RIOT spotting. CK not wanting this lunatic involved.

Vance Knox: What just because she is likely to brain both competitors, the referee, and 95% of the fans in attendance?

Tilt: Exactly.

[Alicia Moore checks, and sees that CK has RIOT under some control, and focuses on the match. Alice looks to hit her Brainbuster, but Ms. Noriko floats over, and scoops Alice up for the Kawaii Driver, but Alice swings her legs and counters it with her own Tombstone.]

Tilt: ALICE WITH A KAWAII DRIVER ON MS. NORIKO!!!!

Vance Knox: What’s Japanese for Old Bitch?

Alicia Moore: 1…








2…





[Ms. Noriko manages to kickout, but the distraction on CK allows RIOT to catch him with a jab with the chair.]

Tilt: RIOT suckered CK there, and…

Crowd: UGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Tilt: RIOT is going to pull an Undertaker and ram that steel chair edge into CK’s throat!!

Vance Knox: They are about the same weight, it’s doable.

[RIOT goes to drive CK’s head down, but he rushes forward under her arm, and drops her with an Uranage. He grabs the chair and blasts RIOT with it, causing her to roll down the entrance tunnel and to the back.]

Rowdies: TAKE THAT FAT BITCH!!!! TAKE THAT FAT BITCH!!! TAKE THAT FAT BITCH!!!

Tilt: CK escapes a possible career ending injury at the hands of RIOT Watanabe. Then turns the tables.

[Alice is perched up on the top rope looking for Ms. Noriko to get to her feet. Alicia Moore is telling CK to drop the chair, he happily obliges.]

Vance Knox: Who is that?



Tilt: Would that hurt a woman as much?

Vance Knox: I dunno, you’re the one with a vagina in the commenting booth.

[Noriko gets to her feet, as the mystery woman climbs back into the crowd and dashes up the stairs, stopping at the entrance A. CK runs over yelling at the woman.]

Tilt: It’s Keiko Nakamura!!! She used to wrestle in Hardkore Nippon, is she in SWAT Rockies now?

Vance Knox: Ms. Noriko didn’t see what went on, and tucks Alice into a tombstone position.

Tilt: KAWAII DRIVER!!!! She was so weak she just sat down…

Vance Knox: That means Alice’s neck goes broke.

Alicia Moore: 1…







2…





3!!!!!!

[“Chocarena” by Draggor hits, and the crowd goes wild at the title change. CK Panic takes one last look at Keiko Nakamura as she leaves the arena, and Alicia Moore drapes the SWAT Woman’s title over Ms. Noriko’s shoulder.]

[SWAT Team]

We see Fifi backstage with a few jobbers lining up for there number draw. Robert Hunglestein III storms into the room, barges past the jobbers. He reaches in drawing his number, glances at it, roughly handing it to a SWAT official and heading towards the door when Fifi yells out to him.

Fifi : Guess it wasn't the number you wanted?

Robert Hunglestein III : As long as "he" is still in there i dont give a #$%@!

RH3 storms out of the room in a huff.

[SWAT Team]

Frank Salazar : LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS THE ROYAL RUMBLE! 58 ENTRANTS, ONE EVERY MINUTE, ELIMINATION OVER THE TOP ROPE, LAST MAN LEFT STANDING IS THE WINNER AND BECOMES THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TO THE SWAT WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP.

“The Headless Children” by WASP hits and smoke fills the entrance ramp, ‘black lights’ cause a purplish glow as they flicker in the background. The main guitar riff hits and "Triple B" Big Bad Bill appears through the smoke and walks towards destiny.

Jeremy Tucker : Ohhh my god! Triple B is number one, not a promising start for the legion!

Pedro Santiago : Not a promising start for who drew number two you mean! Bill is a match of the year winner at the SWATTies, not to mention a former Hardkore World and Australian champion.

Roy Biggins : Very nice credentials, but to go through 57 men, thats a big ask.

Rick “Tilt” Tilton : Who are these Legion clowns anyway? I'd like to see them bring there act to The Rockies, they wouldnt last two minutes!

[The Lights go out as "Godzilla Intro" plays for a few seconds before going into "This Means War" by the Ozzy and Busta Rhymes as Killer appears. He cracks his knuckles than rubs his wrist as the fans cheer. He makes his way to the ring staring at Bill the entire time.

Tilt : KILLER! Here we go girls, just like i said, lets see how long this Triple B kid lasts with one of the Rockies own!

Pedro Santiago : Triple B Kid? Where'd this guy come from?

Jeremy Tucker : The Rockies Pedro you twit! Killer and Triple B have some bad blood going back a long ways, with Killer picking up a win over Triple B via Bill refusing to release his Dis-locator submission on his arrival in SWAT.

Roy Biggins : Killer's been waiting ever since to get his hands on Bill, and you can bet his eye's would of lit up seeing Bill come out number one knowing he had number two.

Killer slides into the ring and he and Triple B go right at it duking it out. Bill using his parries to block Killer's shots, but Killer just keeps coming at him and coming at him, eventually connecting with a big right through Bills defences which sends him backwards. Bill answers back with a ninjitsu strike to Killer which he does his best to ignore, coming back at Triple B with some more punches, but the strike took its effect, and Bill is able to parry these shots away, Triple B then with a swift kick to the shins which is quickly followed by a super kick to the head .... which Killer ducks under, and then Killer almost takes Triple B's head of with a stiff clothesline.

Tilt : Killer with that clothesline out of no where!

Jeremy Tucker : Killer is relentless out there, really taking it to Triple B.

Killer with a neckbreaker, then a German suplex, and he follows them up with a spinning Boss Man slam.

Pedro Santiago : Talk about holding a grudge, this guy needs counselling, i dont think he should even be allowed in the ring until we know he is stable.

Roy Biggins : And I'm sure your "good friend" Dracon Xanathos has just the doctor to send him to.

The clock on the SWAT Tron' starts counting down backwards from ten, the fans jumping to there feet counting along as Killer lifts Triple B up in a gorilla press. Killer running Bill towards the ropes with the Gorilla press looking to toss him over and eliminate him, but the Triple B having none of that escapes, landing behind Killer and takes him down locking him in the Dis Locator.

Pedro Santiago : DISLOCATOR! TRIPLE B WITH KILLER IN THE DISLOCATOR!

The clock continues counting backwards ... 3 ..... 2 ..... 1 .....

"CATACLYSMIC CLASH!~" Breaks the silence, giving way to a few second pause...

Before the lights dim, and a fiery spark of white pyro bursts as the song starts from the beginning, Genity striding right through it with calm, focused eyes behind his mask. He tilts his head to the sky, listening:

Mining terror, eyes ablaze
Feel the power of insurrection
Robot blisters, metal wounds
Cyborgs heading for war section

Rebellion's pounding from below
Monsteropolis is on fire
Searching snakes and shadow blades
The evil doctor's desire



Immediately as the chorus starts, he bolts for the ring

Jeremy Tucker : GENITY HOWARD! The Australian champ has drawn number three!

Roy Biggins : Ouch!

Genity slides into the ring running, and instantly breaks the dis locator with a flying wheel kick on Triple B. Genity then picks up Bill and whips him into the corner, nailing him with a Running Cartwheel-to-Back-Elbow-Strike as Killer makes it to his feet working some feeling back into the arm.

Tilt : Killer going into this one with a bad arm courtesy of Jack Kross following there match at New Years Nightmare, that Dislocator wont of done him any good.

Killer and Genity move face to face in the centre of the ring and stare at each other a moment, Genity then offering his hand for a shake. Killer hesitates, gauging the crowds reaction ... then accepts, both men shaking hands in the ring.

Jeremy Tucker : Killer and Genity are former tag team mates, forming a short lived alliance mid last year, they parted ways amicably though, both wanting to pursue there singles careers.

Killer and Genity then whip Bill into the ropes and double drop kick Triple B as the clock starts to count down backwards from ten on the SWAT Tron.

Killer and Genity then both try and muscle Triple B over the top as the clock counts down .... 3 ..... 2 ...... 1 ......

The arena goes dark. On the SWAT 'Tron, the following 3 symbols beat into succession:

<ALPHA>

<OMEGA>

<The Punisher skull>

“More Human Than Human” by White Zombie plays as “The Punisher” Dan Stein walks to the ring area as the crowd goes wild.


Roy Biggins : Holly Hell! Its The Punisher! Boy, some big guns coming out early in this one.

Tilt : Lets not forget both Stein and Triple B have allready competed tonight, going to that hellacious no contest with the Connection in the tag team title match.

Stein wasting no time getting in there to his partners aid, busting both Genity and Killers heads together with a double noggin knocker.

Stein then with a Running Bulldog on Killer and he then catches Genity coming at him with a Tilt-a-Whirl Slam.

Triple B and Stein then smile at each other, matching sinister smiles that make the blood crawl, as they double stomp the hell out of Killer and Genity.

Stein then with a Inverted Swinging Neckbreaker on Genity, and Triple Bill nails Killer with a X factor face buster.

Stein and Bill then both drag Killer to the ropes to toss him over, but he uses his power and strength to hold onto the ropes, blocking them, they continue trying to force him over, but he isn't budging, Genity then running up behind Bill and heaves him unexpectedly over the top ... but Bill somehow manages to land on the ring apron, dragging himself back in there and avoiding elimination as the count down clock begins once again to count backwards from ten on the SWAT Tron.

Roy Biggins : Wow, Genity almost had Triple B there, he was damn lucky to land on the apron and not go all the way to the floor.

Pedro Santiago : Luck has nothing to do with it. I wonder who's coming out next.

Countdown .... 3 ..... 2 ..... 1 .....

[The arena darkens and the beginning chords of "The Worm" by Audioslave strike up, as gold pyro begins to rain down upon the entrance ramp. Suddenly, the massive frame of Stan Wilson appears behind the pyro, before stepping through. He stops to slowly gaze around the arena, before spitting in the crowd's direction and making his way down to the ring.]

Tilt : THE ICON!

Jeremy Tucker : Sweet Jesus! The three members of Legion X coming out in the first five. Who would of thought something like this would happen.

Roy Biggins : I smell a rat.

Tilt : I smell something as well, did you shower today Pedro?

Pedro Santiago : Shut up, the pair of you! This is terrible, how could the draw have gone so wrong.

Stan makes his way slowly to the ring, no rush at all to get there while Killer and Genity unload on Triple B and The Punisher.

Pedro Santiago : Come on Stan, get in there will you!

Jeremy Tucker : The former champ ... heh ... i like the sound of that ... "former champ" ... the former champ taking his jolly good time getting in there to the aid of his Legion X brothers.

Tilt : No one has seen hide nor hair of the Tank since he lost the World title, not that we saw that much of him while he had it mind you.

Roy Biggins : President Xanathos hand picked him as champ throwing him into the tourney after it was allready nearly over back in June, everyone knows he did everything in his power to protect and keep that belt on Stan. Now we have a new champ in Collyer, and who knows how Stan's going to respond at losing the belt.

Killer runs through both Stein and Triple B with a double clothesline, then Genity climbs the top rope and does a heroic Sentai pose, ala Kamen Rider before leaping off the turnbuckle, diving in a Off the Top Rope Side Kick Suicida as the clock once again starts counting backwards on the SWAT Tron, Stan still not in the ring.

Jeremy Tucker : RIDER KICK!

Genity and Killer now taunting Stan to come into the ring as the clock continue's counting backwards .... 3 ...... 2 ..... Stan points cockily to the rampway .... 1 .....

[The lights go out with the effect of a power problem in The Centrum Arena as the first strong drums of "Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed sounds all over the arena, causing a huge standing ovation from the people that love him (KJX Fan Club, small but loud, still well and truly drowned out by the intense hatred the other 98% of the crowd are showing for the SWAT President); the intelligent bright white and red lights flash in compass with the strong drums of the rock song. On the SWAT-Tron we see two big amber scary dragon eyes, and when they close, the “KJX” letters show up in red.]



Tilt : You got to be kidding me!

Roy Biggins : And now it all seems to make sense.

Pedro Santiago : What are you trying to say Roy, the Legion is above such accusations.

Dracon Xanathos saunters up to Stan, they high five, and enter the ring together, Genity and Killer now surrounded on all four sides by Legion X, as they stand back to back in the middle of the ring.

"EVIL CANNOT BE FORGIVEN!~" Genity shrieks and charges at Xanathos with luster, pummelling the President with wild lefts and rights, before Stan cuts him off wrapping both big hands of his around the throat of Genity and lifting him high into the air, before Chokeslamming him hard to the mat, Genity bouncing off the ring selling the choke slam for all its worth.

Killer at the same time with a superkick to Stein sends him to the mat, he then catches Triple B running at him and powerslams him hard to the mat. Xanathos comes at Killer, but Killer catches him also and T-Bone suplex's the SWAT President and leader of Legion X, leaving just Stan and Killer.

Jeremy Tucker : Killer a house a fire ... single handedly taking out the entire Legion X!

Tilt : Now its just Stan and Killer, these two have a history also, Killer taking Stan to the limits as champion and almost taking the gold from the Tank.

Pedro Santiago : Almost, but he didnt now did he.

Tilt : No, but Nick Collyer did.

Pedro Santiago : Doh'.

Stan and Killer come at each other and Killer has the big man reeling with hard rights and lefts, he then hooks the monster Stan and plants him hard with a huuuuge Baldo Bomb, the The Centrum Arena erupting in a Killer chant.

Crowd : KILLER ... KILLER .... KILLER!

Killer then mounts the top rope, and is almost sent packing as Stein lunges at the ropes, only to be cut short by Genity Howard, who cuts Stein off and hooks him in the Penance Stare. (Dragon Sleeper, legs locked around the body for leverage.) Killer then points to the sky and makes the sign of the cross ... leaping and taking Dracon out with the Ode to Hawk.

Killer then hoists Triple B up onto his shoulder, then grabs Xanathos and hoists him up there as well.

Tilt : What incredible power Killer has, lifting both men up at once on his shoulder, for what looks to be a Death Valley Driver.

Killer sets them both, only to be run down by a Stan The Tank Wilson Running Big Boot. Stan then with a enforcer Spinebuster. Triple B then nails Killer with the Unfettered Might. Killer struggles to his feet, still wanting to fight, and Dracon slaps him hard across the face, screaming at him that no one messes with the Legion.

Stan and Triple B then go double stomp Genity breaking the Penance Stare.

Dracon then drills Killer with the Checkmate (Test Drive / Roll of the dice), before grabbing a handful of hair and a handful of trunks and tossing Killer out over the top rope, eliminating Killer.

Jeremy Tucker : Killer has been eliminated at the hands of Legion X, but if you ask me he can hold his head high. What a performance.

Pedro Santiago : Hold his head high? My man Xanathos just tossed his punk ass out over the top, and he's the first eliminated.

Tilt : That may well be so Pedro, but boy did he give it a shot, had a real crack.

Killer doesn't look happy heading up the ramp as the clock once again starts counting backwards from ten on the SWAT Tron. All four men from Legion X having there way with Genity like a pack of wolves.

Countdown .... 3 ..... 2 ..... 1 .... Enter Sandman hits and Jack Kross comes running out, right at Killer, with a clothesline, Killer ducks, having warning he was coming from the music, and then hoists Kross up onto his shoulder, drilling him into the steel rampway with a brutal Death Valley Driver. Killer then grabs a handful of tights and hair of Kross, and barrels him into the steel ring post, before tossing him into the ring.

Jack Kross makes it groggily to his feet, holding his head were he hit the ring post, he seems to be busted open, and he starts mouthing off to Killer, screaming and yelling at him, pointing over the top rope with yes, his back exposed to the four members of Legion X in the ring, who are now just toying with Genity, Stan motioning to them that he has this one, and he just walks up casually behind Jack Kross and tosses him out and over the top.

Jeremy Tucker : Jack Kross has been eliminated!

Tilt : He sure has, he took his eye of the ball there, and now look at them go at it on the outside.

Jack Kross and Killer duke it out all the way up the rampway and to the back as the clock begins to count down on the SWAT Tron.

Roy Biggins : Genity Howard copping a real beating in there guys, where's the competition in that, they should just toss him out.

Pedro Santiago : He's a pest, and been a thorn in there side for too long now, they see the chance here to not only take him out of the rumble, but out of wrestling for good.

Countdown continues ... 3 .... 2 ..... 1 .....

"The Show" Chad Kurtis comes out and runs down to the ring.

Jeremy Tucker : (feigning enthusiasm) Its the Show! Chad Curtis!

Curtis slides into the ring, and walks right into a Dan Stein sit down pump handle slam.

Roy Biggins : The Reckoning!

Stein then tosses Curtis right back over the top.

Pedro Santiago : I guess he too can hold his head high, just like Killer, hey Jerry?

Jeremy Tucker : Don't be ridiculous Pedro ... thats just plain stupid man.

Genity keeps trying to get to his feet and fight, but Legion X just keep knocking him back down, and they really seem to be enjoying it as the clock counts backwards from ten again on the SWAT Tron.

3 ........... 2 .............. 1 ...........

"Take Me Out" Franz Ferdinand hits and CK Panic comes charging out the entrance way to the ring. He slides in and ducks under a Triple B strike, bounces off the ropes and takes Triple B out with a spinning heel kick.

Roy Biggins : CK Panic! The Statewide Champ is here, and finally we get some help for Genity Howard.

CK then with a jumping roundhouse kick on Stan, and a hip toss on Stein.

Dracon charges in from behind, but CK knew he was coming and the President is and is met with a double mule kick.

Panic then hooks Stein and plants him with a cradle piledriver.

Tilt : The Centrum Arena rocking now for CK Panic!

Panic then with a Jimmy Eat Floor piggyback on Triple B, before being caught by Big Stan.

Stan wraps that big ham hock of a hand around Panic's throat and hoists him up into the air, but Genity Howard makes the save jumping up on the monsters back and locking him in a Dragon Sleeper. Stan lets go of Panic and then tosses Genity off of him, almost all the way out of the ring, Genity luckily bouncing off the ropes and back into the ring rather then over them.

Stan then turns around and walks right into a CK Panic inverted swinging ace crusher.

Jeremy Tucker : A Mighty Wind!

Pedro Santiago : A might wind? Thats the name of his move? Sounds more like a fart.

Jeremy Tucker : (trying not to laugh) Be that as it may ... things are turning around here ... the three big boys are down, and Dracon is stuck facing both CK and Genity.

Dracon tries to beg them off, trying to by some time for the muscle to come help, but CK and Genity have none of it ... and pummel the evil President into the corner, where they continue to batter him with such ferocity that they actually send him all the way over the top rope and out of the ring ... eliminating him to a huge reaction from the crowd.

Pedro Santiago : Nooooooooooo!

Roy Biggins : Xanathos out of there! This evens it up a little.

Count down clock begins on the SWAT Tron. Genity and CK whip Stan to the ropes and send him down with a double elbow, and then both are taken out by Stein and Triple B.

Pedro Santiago : You got to hand it to Stein and Bill, they not only have been there since the start, but have also wrestled earlier in that barn burner of a tag title match.

Count down continues .... 3 ..... 2 ..... 1 .....

The Reflection Of Perfection comes down to the ring, he runs in and charges at Stein and Bill, who side step him and both run in after him, ROP hits the ropes and mid turn gets double clotheslined out of there thanks to Legion X.

Roy Biggins : In and out, how about that.

Jeremy Tucker : And my wife tells me i dont last long.

Stein and Bill turn around proud of themselves and walk into double drop kicks from Genity and CK Panic. Panic and Genity then with a double boot to the gut on Stan and then a double DDT. Stan uses the ropes to get back to his feet and Panic and Genity try and muscle the big man over, when Dracon Xanathos, still at ringside, reaches under the ring, comes out with his Katana, which he swings over the top of Stan, connecting brutally to the head of Genity Howard.

Xanathos then jumps up on the apron and lines Panic up as well, falling him with a cracking shot of the Katana as the countdown clock begins to count down again.

Tilt : This is bullshit! Somebody get this guy out of there!

Pedro Santiago : Why dont you put in a complaint to the President about it?

Stein grabs Genity and Triple B grabs CK Panic, and they promptly toss them both over the top, the crowd groaning collectively as the clock countdown continues. 3 .......... 2 ..........

Jeremy Tucker : CK Panic and Genity Howard both eliminated, only three men left, and all card carrying members of Legion X! This doesn't bode well for whoever is next out.

SWAT Tron .... 1 .....

Fame by David Bowie hits and the crowd looks around not familiar with this theme song ... they start to murmur that it may be the mystery entrant, and then that thought is put to rest as The Suit, Paul Soutter power walks out, removing his Hawaiian Shirt as he heads to the ring tossing it into the crowd as a souvenir.

Roy Biggins : How about that, the Suit with a new theme, and look at Legion X in the ring, all three men fidgeting around with Xanathos barking orders at them from the outside.

Soutter holds up at ringside taking in the scene, Genity and CK Panic both coming to him and patting him on the back wishing him luck, they both then take off after Xanathos who swings at them wildly with the Katana, both men sidestep the shot and tackle Xanathos to the ground. This causes a long enough distraction for Soutter to make his way into the ring.

Triple B, Stein and Stan all then start stalking him, they then rush him, Soutter floors Stan with a big right, he then drops Brill running at him with a left, Stein pounces at him and bounces of the biggest shoulder block in the business like it was a brick wall.

Soutter then picks The Punisher Dan Stein up on his shoulder and drills him with a mighty powerslam.

Jeremy Tucker : The Master of the Powerslam cleaning house in there.

Soutter pumps his arm in the air, the crowd in he palm of his hand, when Triple B takes his legs out from under him and the three on one quickly ensues.

Roy Biggins : This has been the story of the night so far ... the weight of numbers in there is just to much, with no one being able to last long enough for the odds to even out.

Pedro Santiago : Even if the other 40 something remaining entrants were to all come out right now they would still be outmatched in comparison to Legion X.

Stan, Stein and Bill continue to work over suit, punishing his legs as the count down clock starts up again on the SWAT Tron.

.... 3 .......... 2 ................ 1 ...................

[The crowd begins to murmur as the lights drop. The errie opening chords of No Quarter begin ringing out and what seems like everyone in the building stands up. Intelligent lights begin scanning the arena… with a different tempo and sequence as the drums kick in as people begin stomping their feet in the dark. Suddenly pyrotechnics light the arena up with white, purple and red explosions above the ring and ramp area. A spot light hits Cobryn who’s standing on the ramp with a big smile on his face… as the lights start coming back up.]

Pedro Santiago : Holly crap, its Cobryn!

Roy Biggins : It sure is, and look at this crowd just eating up this match, and we are not even 25% of the way through yet!

Cobryn stands at the ring entrance, taking in the scene and soaking up the spotlight. he looks in the ring at Legion X working over Soutter, slowly removes his robe, shrugs his shoulders, and then charges to the ring.

Cobryn jumps up on the apron, and Stan rushes him, Cobryn ducking a big shot from the Tank and Stunning him on the top rope. Soutter then powers out of the Triple B, Dan Stein double team and starts wailing away on both of them with big forearms. Cobryn then gets back up on the rampway, makes sure to wipe his feet on the apron, before entering. Stan back up charges at him, and Cobryn out of no where ducks and back body drops the former World Champ out of there.

Jeremy Tucker : Stan is eliminated! Cobryn just eliminated Big Stan!

CK Panic and Genity who were still doing a number on Dracon at ringside now move there attentions onto Stan, giving him a beating he well and truly deserves. In the ring, its down to four men.

Soutter and Stein go at it, as do Cobryn and Triple B, Cobryn the fresh man, with Stein and Bill both allready wrestling a previous match not to mention being in here since the get go, gets the advantage, and release overhead belly to belly suplex Triple over the top rope and out of there, Soutter then hip tosses Stein over the top as well, cleaning house of Legion X and leaving it just Soutter and Cobryn in the ring.

Pedro Santiago : No way, you gotta be kidding me! Whats going on here?

Tilt : Legion X is eliminated, and out of the rumble, thats what.

Legion X regroup on the out side, the four of them taking there frustrations out on CK Panic and Genity Howard. Soutter and Cobryn are now oblivious to this though, both completely focused on each other. Cobryn reaches out to shake / five Soutter, and Soutter warily accepts, they both then start circling each other. Stan on the outside see's his opportunity and reaches in over the top rope, grabs Cobryn by the hair, and pulls him out of the ring.

Jeremy Tucker : Noooo! We were just about to see an epic, Soutter Vs Cobryn! When will this end!

Pedro Santiago : When all you idiots smarten up and realize, its Legion X that runs this fed. Legion Fucken X!

The countdown clock appears again on the SWAT Tron, as Legion X take it to Cobryn, Genity and CK Panic ... Soutter watches the numbers count down for a moment, then see's the fight going on the outside, looks to the crowd, shrugs his shoulders, then takes off at the opposite ropes, he bounces of them and then flies over the top rope with a diving Dan Maff style somersault, taking out all seven men and eliminating himself in the process.

Roy Biggins : Holy Shit! He just eliminated himself!

The clock continues to count down as all eight men now battle to there feet and begin fighting there way up the ramp way ..... 3 ............. 2 ..................1.

[SWAT Team]

The clock continues to count down as all eight men now battle to there feet and begin fighting there way up the ramp way ..... 3 ............. 2 .................. 1 .... and Maxwell Rich makes his way through the curtain, making sure to steer clear of the melee coming his way.

Rich enters the ring as the rest all fight there way to the back. He paces up and down the ring waiting for the next competitor until the clock starts counting backwards again on the SWAT Tron.

3 ............ 2 ................1 ................ Sid Rage of Red Day makes his way to the ring.

Pedro Santiago : Rich and Sid Rage? What is this, the piss break section of the rumble?

Jeremy Tucker : After all the action we just had, there's no way you can keep a tempo like that going, plus we have to build up the ring again.

Roy Biggins : Could at least build it up with someone i have heard of.

Tilt : Here's there chance, they either make it or they get eliminated, simple really.

Rich and Rage battle for the next minute, nothing important really happening, just going through the motions, when the clock starts up again on the SWAT Tron and everyone looks up hopeful ..... 3 ..... 2 ....... 1 ..... The Jackal comes out and there is a collective groan.[/b]

Pedro Santiago : How long you say the cue was at the piss house?

The three men continue going through the motions for the next minute, and the minute after that, and the minute after that as Chase Christiensen, "Big Daddy" Mathew Kurtis and "The Believer" Mark Graham of the Christian Soldiers all enter the rumble making little to no impact, the crowd really start to get restless, as the clock once again starts counting down on the SWAT Tron ....

As the clock counts down the lights go out for few seconds and turn back on. A white plush carpet is rolled down to the ring with confetti falling from the top of the arena and fireworks going off. Pyro goes off atop the stage. The wrestlers in the ring turn towards the stage as the music begins to blast throughout the arena.

Yeah, a lightning bolt strikes in the air, yeah, finally it's here
Cause y'all are the judge, the day of judgement finally is near
In your eye I see a tear, and it's remindin me of fear
Rap's been dead so long, so stop denyin what you feel
Dis payback for the fact that y'all ain't tryin to keep it real
Grim reaper that we call Revenge right beside ya in your ear
He's saying your time expired, time is finally due it's clear
Not sober mind is a weak mind and he's buyin you a beer - ha ha ha
Cheers... time for a toast (your heart's beatin, your heart's beatin)
To the haters that hate you the most (your heart's beatin)
And the friends that pretend to be your folks (your heart's beatin)
This is what revenge sounds like (your heart's beatin, your heart's beatin)
I hear your heart beatin, keep runnin your mouth, yeah

A set of women strippers make their way out, removing clothing as the men in the ring stand back to see who it is. Poles are being set up as the women begin to undress one another teasing the fans every step of the way. As the body oil is being poured on to one another, the curtains begin to open up as one woman drops to her knees and waves them out.

Your mouth runnin ahead of you, your mouth do what your legs should do
Let me walk to the edge with you, jump off of it, it
It sounds like your ready to, cause these rappers are terrible
And the game is unbearable but I'ma fix, fix
This feeling that's dead in you got your brains like a vegetable
Use the Pro Tools and tell em to edit it, it
Switch to somethin that's better fool, turn it up what you better do
When I'm bringing revenge to you it sounds like this, this, this
Somebody call the doctor (you're not breathin, you're not breathin)
They ain't gonna be well after this one right here
You're not breathin (you're not breathin, you're not breathin)
Just make sure they learn the name (you're not breathin)
that's about to be runnin the game (you're not breathin)
Tell 'em the name ... Chamillitary mayne

The women all get up together as more confetti falls from the arena leaving all the wrestlers standing up against the ropes awaiting the next entrance. A set of men walk out and slowly walk down the aisle some separating to the left, and some separating to the right.


Shoulda heard what I was tellin you, I don't do what the jealous do
I don't hate when a [Nah, Bro make it, cause I'm smarter and better too
You run when they tell you to but I move when I'm ready to
If you stop to take a breather, see that I'm light years ahead of you
Y'all musta thought y'all wasn't gonna have to see me or somethin
(you're not leavin, you're not leavin)
Houston, Texas, I'm here now (you're not leavin, you're not leavin)
Anybody gotta problem? (you're not leavin)
-

Speak now or forever hold your peace (you're not leavin)
I ain't think so - yeah!

The women start to walk down the aisle, leaving only a few at the top of the stage. As the fans start to stand on their feet to get a glimpse of who it is, someone walking out dressed in a set of jeans and a blue jean vest, he wears a kabuki style mask dancing down the aisle with a cocky strut.. They point towards the ring and start to do a tribal dance shaking hands with the fans and bowing before the women.

The feeling's great cause they pay me, I expect some hatred so daily
I'm sticking the middle finger up like the feeling's mutual baby
The franchise and they say that the future can't really trade me
In Houston, I'm number one like I'm in the place of McGrady
But keep on pacing it baby, the full truth has arrived
If they ask you about you [Nah, Bro, you fin' to lie
They assk me about me and hear a truthful reply
They said they seem none better than me so hear the truth wit'cha eyes

The masked wrestler stops towards the ring ropes and screams out a tribal war scream before spraying a black mist in the air and pointing to every wrestler in the ring and beating his chest, shaking his head and doing another tribal dance.


Better go take over befo' it rains
Cause I'd hate to say that I told you mayne
I know, I know what you're gonna say... but have it your way
I know these haters is gonna hate
And I see that angry look on your face
Tell 'em _Sound of Revenge_ is on the way... this isn't your day
Lookin for the truth, they ask me where have you been?
(Where have you been? Where have you been?)
Getting ready for these haters, I got somethin for them
(Somethin for them, somethin for them)
You're real quiet 'til you think you hear a sound in the wind
(Sound in the wind, sound in the wind)
You turn around cause you think you hear that sound once again
You hear that? (Yeah what's that?)
That's _The Sound of Revenge_ [gunshots]

A basket is brought out to the masked man who opens it up and lifts up a zippo lighter and the tank of gasoline high over his head revealing that it was him for set Jewel on fire. As the fans give him are in awe of this spectacular entrance, the masked man grabs a torch from one of the men and blows a mist of fire through it and does another war scream while twirling the torch in his hands.

See, I told you
That's what happens when you get on his bad side
Ha ha ha
Chamillitary mayne! ...
And now, for _The Sound of Revenge_

As the song ends, the masked man does a cartwheel towards the ring , and shrugs his shoulders darting towards the ring and sliding in underneath the bottom rope.

Jeremy Tucker : This is it, the mystery entrant!

Tilt : Nice entrance, but can he wrestle?

Roy Biggins : And whats his name? Who is he?

Maxwell Rich runs at him and is back body dropped over the top rope. The masked man then drop kicks Sid Rage of Red Day out over the top. The mystery entrant is cleaning house, he charges The Jackal & Chase Christiensen, and eliminates the pair of them with a double clothesline. He grabs a handful of "Big Daddy" Mathew Kurtis' hair and tights and just heaves the big guy over and then lifts up "The Believer" Mark Graham in a gorilla press and tosses him out over the top, Graham landing on the other guys that have just been eliminated.

Pedro Santiago : This guy just cleaned house! 6 men!

The masked guy then demands a mic, and as he is handed the house one by Frank Salazar, he removes the mask, revealing himself to be Lonewolf McNeely.

Crowd erupt into Welcome Back chant.

Lonewolf : Funny how things change isn't it? Just when you thought I was gone.......

GUESSS WHO'S BACK!

First off let me say that it's great to be back here and affiliated with SWAT whether you like me or despise me. Now allow me to tell you and the boys in the back why I left this company.

Hell at one point in time I was banned in the state of Utah, I was told to search for the golden plates and took a trip to the golden palace.

One year ago today I had it all, and I was at the top of my game. I was the man in line for the world title, the world fucking title people. Well I'm a little bit fucked up in the head ya know, and I'm proud of it.

So along with Dracon and Robert Hunglestein, they convinced be to turn on Soutter and align myself with them. Not quite the problem because I did what I had to and was heavily compensated for it. But the problem became big when I had the world title shot.

Everyone trying to convince me who I was, who i was supposed to be, who I should listen to. Damn people, I had everyone trying to convince me I was someone that I didn't even remember. So I did the only thing that I could do. I left, I just up and left, that's right I said it, I LEFT!

Some of the boys bitched that I walked away when I was at the top leaving them hanging. Do you pencil neck crack smokers know how hard it is to walk away from a WORLD TITLE SHOT? Do you think I just rolled over one day and said

"I don't wanna be the world champion so I'm just going to walk away while I'm on the verge". That's bullshit and you all know it.

I walked away because I couldn't focus. You can't prepare for the ultimate prize when your head isn't in the game. And I wasn't about to squander my world title shot because of lack of focus. So I packed my shit and went back to the states, and let me tell you fans something.

I would do it again!

Over in the states I got back on track, regained my idenity, my focus, my drive, my passion, I found me again. Hell some of you made the trip to Vegas a few months back and watched me in action, shit I remember you in the front row man. You had a shirt that said "Lonewolf is a crazy bleeder". I remember that man because I signed it in my own blood after the match. But if you guys think I've lost my touch, well you're dead wrong, in fact I've just regained it.

If you don't believe me just ask Soutter *winks towards the camera* he'll tell you I became the man made beast again. So why did I come back on this, the one year anniversary of my departure?

I'll tell you why I came back. I returned because I'm so sick and tired of seeing this fed filled with cum stain, dick jerking wanna be punk ass girls pretending to be men in my ring. Brickheart, Wallstreet, the fucking mummy commander? Bitch have you been watching G.I. Joe re-runs?

You see I could sit here and waste my time facing you so-called top stars but you're not. Fierce isn't a star, Genity isn't a star, Brickheart isn't a star, you're all pretenders to the thrown. When you can have a resume of knocking off guys like the states finest in Kilroy Evans, Robert Hunglestein, Andrew Karnage, the list goes on, then you fucks can nut up and get in my face.

You see I'm not here for the fans though I appreciate your approval tonight that's great, it's how a fucking superstar should be treated.

I'm not back here to help Soutter regain control of his company, lord knows he can't control it anymore.

I'm not back here because Dracon paid me to come back here.

I'm not back here because your champions are stars, because they're not. Shit I could take them all on tonight and pin each and every one of them. This company has one star and I'll say it. Tanner you're not bad for a minor leaguer called up to play superstar. But you're only a star because this place had none..........until tonight.

You see there's this fairy group of cheerleading he-man wanna be tough street crowd running around here. And you punks know who you are. And I'm not some other company who will leave your nuts hanging I'm going to say it now.

I came here for Legion X !

I came here because this group has done a fair job at being mindfucked into thinking they're something that they're not.

Legion X, the most powerful stable to grace SWAT. Every fucking time I pick up a copy of the wrestling burner I hear about Legion X. Well boys tonight is Broken Hearts and I came here for that reason. I don't give a fuck about titles, I don't give a damn about having friends. In case you've not noticed I don't have any friends in this company and that's just fine. I succeed wherever I go without anyones help. The boys in the back don't like it and I don't care. I'm a foul mouthed, straight shooting son of a bitch.

Yes I'm an asshole, yes I'm a prick, and you diehards love me for it.

I graduated Assholes of Arrogance 101 with a four year degree and I minored in fuck you and shut up. You boys think that you're so fucking great with a numbers game huh? Well I'm here to put a stop to it. I've got no friends and I'll be damned if I ask for support. I'll take all you bitches on.

Dracon it's a shame because there's a connection we share that bothers you to this day. I'm the one you've always wanted to have around. But you couldn't stand being around me because the centre of attention wasn't on you.

But before I deal with the cabbage patch kids stable, I'm going to address someone.

Lonewolf walks towards the side of the ropes and points toward the entrance way looking dead ahead with a look of determination and hate in his eyes.

Lonewolf : Robert Hunglestein III. You are the most pathetic cunt I've seen in this fed. I must admire your work at the awards show. Seeing you piss yourself over me having your precious Jen.

The whole world is asking why?

Why did Messiah kidnap her?

Why did Messiah let her go?

The answer is really fucking simple Robbie and you and I both know the answer.

I call the shots brother, pure and simple. I always have. Everyone thinks that I'm you're little walk on place mat bitch, but what they don't understand is you're mine.

You and I both know that you and Dracon were gonna turn on me, and I turned the tables. You punked up and left before I did because you couldn't make time for me. That's right fool, you said it yourself. You didn't have the time to tour Australia.

Hell son you lost to David I got the itch between my legs Rage. Come on boy what's wrong with you? Even I kicked his punk ass. You're telling me you can't beat Sadler but you're a tough guy when it comes to someone bitchslapping your wife? Man you're a joke.

But then again I forgot, you were too busy playing the role of a bitch to four fags dressed in drag over the last year so why am I not surprised?

I knew that the time was right. You were getting stale Rob, you were getting dull. You were about as excited to watch in the ring as a Stan Wilson interview. That's right Rob, you've fallen that far down the ladder.

But I did this for you Rob. I orchestrated the whole thing and you know what?

Lonewolf plays a fake fiddle in the ring.

Lonewolf : It worked. It lit your ass on fire, it made you retrieve your balls again and become a man.

So who played who? Who is the bitch?

I spell punk ass bitch - R O B E R T

With that being said, I'm here to give the fans what they want to see, I'm here to show these pretend stars like Genity, Brickheart, and others what a true superstar looks like in the ring.

Lonewolf vs Robert Hunglestein III

The fans are going to get the match of a lifetime, Soutter is going to make one hell of a gate, and even that premadonna bitch Sly *stroke me where i have no nuts* Fondell is going to learn what a true star looks like in the ring.

So I'm not going to wait, I know your M.O. and how you operate.

Robert, get your ass down to this ring now. You're the type to deal with problems face to face, so come on down. I know you must be quite pissed at me.

Lonewolf drops the mic and stands in the centre of the ring looking around at all times as the count down clock appears on the SWAT Tron.

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Nothing, no music hits and the crowd look around waiting, and then Robert Hunglestein III power walks through the curtain, to a huge ovation.

Pedro Santiago : Holly crap!

Tilt : Talk about a showdown!

Hunglestein storms towards the ring, no music, no need for it. He has smoke steaming from his ears, and one man in his sights. RH3 enters the ring, Lonewolf knowing its kill or be killed time, rushes right at him, and both men start exchanging wild lefts and rights, they roll around the ground trying to gain the advantage, both managing to keep fighting as they make it back to there feet, RH3 then gets the upper hand, rage on his side, with some hard elbow strikes to Lonewolf, he then lunges at him, forcing both Lonewolf and himself to topple over the top rope to the outside, eliminating each other.

Jeremy Tucker : Lonewolf has gone to far, messing with another mans wife, totally uncalled for, Robert always had a short fuse, why anyone would want to push him like this is beyond me.

Pedro Santiago : Weren't you just listening? He just told us exactly why he did it.

Both Hunglestein and Lonewolf continue fighting on the outside, toppling over the safety rail and into the crowd, as the count down appears on the SWAT Tron.

3 ........... 2 .............. 1 ..........

The End of Heartache begins playing as The Enigma Adam Haven makes his way onto the stage/platform. Twin red spotlights circle the stage before converging on Haven, both of them shining down on him. Haven stands with his head down as the music continues. He then throws his head back and his arms out very briefly in his familiar crucifix pose. He then makes his way down the ramp/aisle and rolls under the bottom rope and stands in a corner awaiting the next entrant.

Pedro Santiago : Haven! Caribbean in the house!

Tilt : Still a lot of big guns left to come in his one ... but Haven's gotta be a big chance you'd say with so many of the heavy hitters allready gone.

Jeremy Tucker : He's certainly got it in him.

The SWAT Tron then begins counting down again for the next entrant .... 3 ..... .2 ...... 1 .....

"Good Time" by Leroy hits and Syberus makes his way out to the rampway. The crowd goes ballistic not knowing he was in the rumble, and he smiles cockily at Haven, then slowly makes his way down to the ring.

Roy Biggins : SYBERUS! Whats he doing in this match?

Tilt : Mystery entrant number two!

Haven smiles back at Syb as he enters the ring, and they both slowly circle each other battling back and forth until the SWAT Tron again starts counting backwards .... 3 ....... 2 ....... 1 .....

[The lights dim and turn to a cold blue as the opening chords to Marilyn Manson's "Personal Jesus" hits. Jace Mingla steps out from behind the curtain with Madison Dyson as his side. He heads straight for the ring with no wasted movement, getting right in the ring as Madison takes a place at ringside, jawing with the fans and shouting praise at Jace. Jace takes his gi top off and throws it over the top rope and then gets right into it with both Haven and Syberus. All three men taking it to each other, holding nothing back.

Roy Biggins : MINGLA! What an impression this man has made so far here at SWAT, and now we finally get to see him in the ring!

The three of them continue to trade moves with each other until the countdown clock comes up on the SWAT Tron again, 3 ............ 2 ............. 1 .........

Justin "The Juice" Majoy of the Pimpin Crew makes his way out and as he enters the ring, Mingla hooks him and drills him with an even flow DDT, as Haven and Syb both disregard him and go back to beating the hell out of each other.

Mingla then wastes no more time with him and promptly tosses his ass out over the top rope. As the SWAT Tron starts counting down again. 3 .............. 2 .............. 1 ...........

"The Hardcore Disciple" Luke Chapman of the Christen Soldiers then comes down and as he enters the ring, Mingla clotheslines him straight back out.

Tilt : Mingla getting rid of the dead wood before they even have the chance to get in this thing.

Jeremy Tucker : He came here with a big rep, and so far is more then living up to it. This guy may be my pick.

Mingla is hot, and he charges Syb and Haven who are tangling with each other on the ropes and starts trying to muscle them out over the top, they both fight him off and start double teaming him when the clock starts counting down again ..... 3 ........... 2 .............. 1 ..........

"Straight Out Of Line" By Godsmack hits and Dave Brickheart comes out through a thick cloud of fog and goes straight to the ring with an attitude, wasting no time joining the fray.

Roy Biggins : Brickheart! The former Caribbean champion in there now, he's my pick to win the whole thing.

The four superstars all battle it out for the next minute until the clock starts counting down again on the SWAT Tron. 3 ............... 2 ................. 1 ...........

“Little Girl” by Death From Above 1979 hits and Masato, one half of the tag team managed by Sweet Dick Richard Romero, makes his way out.

Masato joins the fray, and as is the case in most battle royals, there is a lot of punches and grappling, all five men trying to wear each other down so that they can eliminate each other.

Jeremy Tucker : Ohhh how great it is to have Sweet Dick here in SWAT, he may not be actively wrestling anymore, but with these two students of his now teaming together, the tag division best be wary.

The SWAT Tron once again starts up the countdown ..... 3 ......... 2 ..............1 ..........

" I lie, I cheat, I steal" hits and the Springfield All State Champion Steve Bishop makes his way down to the ring and joins in the war, all six men now starting to fill up the ring, and they continue the rumble until the clock starts counting down again 3 ............ 2 .......... 1 ...........

"Awesome" Austin Rupp of the Pimping crew comes down the ramp, entering the ring and joining the fray, he doesn't last long though, as he runs into a now in the Zone Adam Haven, who promptly tosses his ass out of there.

Jeremy Tucker : Thats both members of the Pimpin Crew gone now.

Tilt : Perhaps they should spend some more time training rather then ... whatever it is they have been doing since signing up here.

In the ring Haven and Jace Mingla start exchanging heated blows, back and forth, as the clock begins counting down again. 3 ................. 2 ............... 1 ...........

"American Idiot" by Green Day hits and the other half of Red Day, Paul Rotten makes his way down to the ring, he doesn't last long either and is dumped out of there by Masato.

3 ........... 2 ............ 1 ...........

St. Anger hits as Tony "The Bull" Jackson runs to the ring smoking a cigar. He slides into the ring and throws his cigar at the crowd. Jackson enters the ring and joins in the battle, holding his own against the big names in there.

Roy Biggins : The ring starting to fill up now, with seven men all duking it out, The Bull is entrant number 31, so we are now well and truly past the half way mark.

Pedro Santiago : 31? How do you know that? You counting or something Roy?

Roy Biggins : Yes, i am as a matter of fact, i know you probably lost count at 4 or 5, but coming from the Caribbean, what would you expect.

The countdown begins again .... 3 ........... 2 .............. 1 ..........

The Bird of Prey : Talon is entrant 32, he comes down to the ring and joins the other 7 men battling it out and while he seems to be coping a beating, he manages to hang onto the roes a few times preventing elimination.

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Girls, Girls by Motely Crue hits and Pyro's of Silver and Gold Blast from either side of the entrance as Sly Fondell arrogantly struts his way to the ring, smoothing his hair and preening himself. He is followed by Jada who is clapping her man on to success. Sly occasionally stops to mock an ugly fat crowd member. Sly stops outside the ring with his arms outstretched to the sides, Jada then slowly removes Sly's robe, to reveal the most awesome body ever seen in pro wrestling. Sly then poses with a' most muscular ' and blows a kiss to Jada. Before making his way into the ring, doing his best to avoid any confrontations and choosing his targets carefully, namely those with there back turned and those who Sly deems to be of the least accomplished in the ring.

Jeremy Tucker : Its the former Australian Champ Sly Fondell, one of the favourites to win this thing.

Tilt : He seems to have a smart game plan, but that ring is a lot smaller then it looks, and with all them bodies adding up there, i doubt he'll be able to hide and take cheap shots for the duration.

3 ............ 2 ................ 1 ..............

Pyros go off in synch with the opening explosion of Smiling Bomb. Rising Sun appears on the rampway and heads down to the ring with Joe Barchini. They try to sell merchandise to the front row crowd on their way down.

Roy Biggins : Hey, I'll take one of them Sun shirts please!

The other three snicker at him as he pushes it away under the table, Sun making his way into the battle.

Roy Biggins : Its for my ... nephew.

Pedro Santiago : Yeah, right.

Sun comes in and right away makes an impact, eliminating Talon over the top, before facing off with Steve Bishop and getting the upper hand on him. Sun has Bishop set to toss him over the top, but is cut off by Haven and Mingla brawling into him and giving Bishop the reprieve he needed. Sun then gets involved with Haven and Mingla in a three way tussle. Syberus and Brickheart now facing off with each other in the corner, and Fondell keeping himself occupied with the Bull.

3 ............... 2 ................ 1 ................

[SWAT Team]

The lights go out as Vanilla Ice's "Hooked" hits the speakers and then green pyro shoots out. Dew comes out doing some stupid white guy dance with a smile on his face. The lights come on as he runs up to the ring and stands up on the post pulling out a mountain dew can, opening it with one hand in the air and then guzzles it down. He jumps into the centre of ring and pulls a microphone out.

Dew: I'm Dew. Do the Dew.

Tilt : Its Dew!

Pedro Santiago : You say that like its a good thing!

Jeremy Tucker : I like Dew! He's fun, great to have him back for the rumble!

Mingla, Haven and Rising Sun steam roll through Dew in there three way brawl, Dew getting tangled up in there and copping a beating from what seems like every direction.

Roy Biggins : He's a joke! A waste of time and waste of tv time, i cant believe we have a person like this in SWAT.

Jeremy Tucker : Get over yourself Roy, he's got as much right to be here as anyone else, and on a sidenote, i got a sly 20 on him with a bookie at 500 to one! Go Dew!

Roy Biggins : Thats just throwing money away.

Jeremy Tucker : Not if he wins it ain't, 10 thousand buddy boy.

The count down clock comes up again on the SWAT Tron

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"Send Me Your Money" by Suicidal Tendencies hits and eight members of a choir come out and line the aisle way. They start shaking their tambourines and going into an accopella rendition of "Blessed Be". The good Reverend Cornelius Marsh comes rocking and shaking down to the ring, "feelin the spirit". Fairly obvious plants in the audience like a kid in a wheelchair and a blind woman are magically "healed" while he makes his way down to the ring.

He wears a pinstripe suit down to the ring with his hair slicked back. The suit has a zipper on the back that he undoes and steps out in tights. He has a cross on his tights.

Roy Biggins : The SWAT Deathmatch Champion!

Pedro Santiago : With the help of the Hellhounds lets not forget!

Jeremy Tucker : I still cant believe the Hellhounds are here in SWAT, and now associated with Cornelius Marsh ...

Roy Biggins : I intend to find out what thats all about, rest assured Jerry, i will get to the bottom of it.

Marsh springboards into the ring, flooring Brickheart with a Hart Attack Clothesline from the springboard. Syberus and Marsh then start tussling, Syb landing some hard shots and letting Marsh know there's plenty more where they came from for the Hellhounds.

Dew comes up behind Syb and Wedgies him, creating the opening for Marsh to nail Syb with a single underhook Brainbuster as the clock starts counting down again on the SWAT Tron

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“Little Girl” by Death From Above 1979 hits and Shingo makes his way down to the ring, he enters the ring, and goes straight to the aid of his partner Masato, who Sly Fondell was trying to force over the top. Shingo and Masato Double Teamed 3-Quarter Turn Neckbreaker. They then go right after Syberus, Masato drilling him with a Cobra Clutch Suplex, Shingo nailing a quick DDT, as they then move him to the ropes and both start trying to heave him over the top, as the Swat Tron once again starts counting down.

3 .............. 2 .............. 1 ...........



"I shot you down, Bang Bang."



"You hit the ground, Bang Bang."

*Flash* [Adrian nailing David Sadler with the Revolver]

"That awful sound, Bang Bang."

*Flash* [Adrian nailing Johnny Pembroke with the Snapshot]

"I used to shoot you down..."

[BANG! The gun fires, the screen shatters into a million pieces and a lone spotlight strobes on the entrance ramp as the groovy beats of Xzibit's "Best of things" replaces the voice.]

Adrian Tanner Jr rushes down to the ring, going straight to aid of his Connection tag team partner Syberus, he saves Syb from elimination, and then the two of them targeting Brickheart with some nice double team moves, they also single out Cornelius Marsh, taunting him with cheap shots about the Hellhounds as they double team the Reverend.

Jeremy Tucker : 13 men in the ring now, its really starting to fill up!

Tilt : Yeah, there's some real contenders still in there Jerry. Conceivably nearly all of them in there right now are a chance to win the whole thing.

Pedro Santiago : Conceivably? Conceivably i may win the lotto next week.

SWAT Tron starts the count down again.

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Sold Me by Seether hits and Eric Herrera runs to the ring. Once he reaches the ring you see red lights shown around him, and he makes a bee line right for the All state Champion Steve Bishop. Bishop and Herrera then proceed to beat the living tar out of each other for the next minute when the SWAT Tron stats its count down again.

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Brian Carpenter appears and bolts down to the ring 100 miles an hour, he slides in and is picked up by Shingo and Masato who use his momentum and run him over to the other side of the ring dumping him over the top.

Roy Biggins : He didn't last long, 40th in, 26th out, and that was the first elimination we've had for 8 minutes.

Pedro Santiago : Looking for a new job as a statistician Roy?

SWAT Tron starts counting down again

3 .................... 2 ..................... 1 ...................

The lights dim slowly, an image of a beautiful Island paradise shows on the screen ... Shamrocks and Shenanagans by the House of Pain hits then the screen cuts to a raging volcano ... hot lava flowing through a village ... burning up everything in its path ... the picture turns to rubble and bodies in a ruined village ... then Kota appears on the screen ... he is in the ring ... bodysplashing a helpless opponent. Kota walks slowly to the ring and turns and looks back at the screen ... nodding in approval as he slowly gets on the apron ... he enters the ring and stares coldly at his 14 opponents, who have all stopped what they are doing looking at the big man.

Jeremy Tucker : Here he is, the biggest man in the rumble.

Tilt : Bigger even then Soutter?

Roy Biggins : At 487 pounds you better believe it.

Pedro Santiago : Thanks stats man.

All 14 men in the ring then charge the big man, in the old team up and get the big man out spot we used to see used on Andre the Giant. Kota uses his bulk and fights them off as best he can, but 14 men is too much for anyone to combat, and like a slow falling oak, Kota is powered out over the top, Sly Fondell jumping up and down celebrating like he did it all himself, posing to the crowd and then winking at Jada on the outside. Adrian Tanner and Syberus stand behind him measuring him as he preens to the crowd, then they grabs a handful of tights and hair each and send Fondell flying over the top rope as the SWAT Tron stats counting down again

Jeremy Tucker : FONDELLS GONE!

3 .................. 2 .............. 1 .....................

Tilt : NO! Sly Fondell grabs a hold of the rope and somehow manages to hover there with his feet in the air not touching the ground, and slides himself back into the ring.

"By the Way" by The Red Hot Chili Peppers hits and the lights go out and come back on with a black light type look. Main Ingredient comes out and he walks to the ring doing Ric Flair like struts now and then. When he gets to the ring he charges up the stairs and up the top rope and gives a kind of 2 finger salute with the index and middle finger kind of like the salute Al used to do on 'Home Improvement'.

Ingredient then jumps off the top rope with a double drop kick on Shingo and Masato. Haven and Mingla still going at it, these two wont let up on each other. The Springfield rivals, Bishop & Herrera didn't take long finding each other again after the Kota elimination and are both once again wailing into each other on the ropes, Rising Sun see's the opening and runs at them, Sun sends both flying over the top rope with a double clothesline.

Roy Biggins : Rising Sun eliminating both of his New Years Nightmare opponents there!

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“The Everlasting Gaze” by The Smashing Pumpkins hits and The Silver Bullet Matt Myers comes out, he reaches the front of the ring he throws his hands up and silver and green pyro shoots out from top of the stage. He enters the ring and faces off with Main Ingredient both men exchanging blows. In the other corner, we see Tony The Bull Jackson pounding away on Adrian Tanner Jr, when Dew comes up behind him, and wedgies him so hard and high it sends Jackson all the way over the top and out of there!

Jeremy Tucker : There is a first in our sport as Tony Shiavone would put it, a wedgie elimination!

Tanner and Dew then face off as the clock once again counts down on the SWAT Tron

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King Kong's theme music, mixed with good old country rap plays in the back...as the big man from the Smokey Mountains makes his way out. His employer, the Microshocker, walks along with Mr. Computer in his hands. The trio makes their way strutting down into the ring. Three referees work together in order to create space between the ropes in order for Kong to squeeze into the ring.

Tilt : Bad Boy King Kong!

Jeremy Tucker : And once again, after the success they had with big Kota, everyone in the ring stops what they are doing to concentrate on the big man.

All 13 men left in the ring go at Kong, he fights them off as only a 147 time world champion can, until weight of numbers catches up with him, and they muscle him towards the ropes. It seems to be taking a hell of a long time though to eliminate him, the teamwork not really there like it was for Kota, as Fondell see's and opening and sends Dave Brickheart flying over the top rope, eliminating him.

Roy Biggins : Brickhearts been eliminated! He's out of there! That no good Fondell!

Pedro Santiago : Easy Roy Roy, its every man for himself in there.

Roy Biggins : Be that as it may, when you all team together like that, its a gentleman's agreement.

The 11 remaining in the ring look across at Fondell with disgust as he preens again, and then hoist Kong up as the clock begins counting down.

3 ................. 2 ................ 1 ..................

Kong is up on the top rope the 11 of them struggling with his dead weight, and Microshocker leaps up on the apron and clocks about five of them quickly with hard lap top computer shots to the head courtesy of Mr Computer.

This enables Kong to break free as the ref's at ringside converge on Microshocker telling him to get out of there, he then pulls out his ticket showing number 45 and makes his way into the ring.

Jeremy Tucker : Ohhh oh. Microshocker in the ring now, anything could happen here!

Roy Biggins : Shocker lost his Deathmatch title match against Marsh earlier tonight thanks to the Hellhounds debut, and surprise surprise, he heads straight for Marsh, grabbing the Reverend and planting a big lip lock on him. Shocker then grabs his old pal Dew by the balls, and twists them extremely hard. His patented move there the Ball Twister. Shocker then starts strutting around the ring slapping his ass and walks right into a Connection double drop kick, almost eliminating him over the top rope as he grabs hold of it and scrambles his way back into the ring. The SWAT Tron counting down again.

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"Take A Look At My Life" plays. High-Fly jumps through the curtain first and taunts the crowd. Ten Cents comes out next doing a cool walk. Finally, Kingpin comes out walking with a fancy cane. They all walk down to the ring insulting the fans

Tilt : Black Wall Street! But which one is drawn here? Should they all be coming out together?

Roy Biggins : Microshocker and Kong came out together.

Pedro Santiago : Microshocker "came out" long ago.

All three Black Wall street members then enter the ring and join in the brawl.

Jeremy Tucker : Hang on a sec ... they cant do that!

Roy Biggins : They just did! These guys do what they choose Jerry, whenever they choose it.

Cornelius Marsh now beating the tar out of Shocker, Mingla and Haven "still" going at each other. Myers and Sun have paired off with Shingo and Masato. The Connection are double teaming Sly Fondell, Dew and the Main Ingredient duking it out with Black Wall Street as the SWAT Tron starts counting down again.

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"Good Times" by Finger Eleven hits and Ruppy makes his way out, joining in the fray for the next minute.


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Pyros go off engulfing the stage in flames. We see a figure with his back turned to the crowd and his arms stretched out. "The Anarchist" Jay St. Clair then turns around and gives us a cocky smirk as he slowly saunters to the ring soaking in all the boos. He takes out a dollar bill from his tights and throws it to some lucky crowd member. He then gets up on the apron and wipes his feet on it before looking at the crowd and stepping through the ropes.

Roy Biggins : St Clair entrant number 50!

Pedro Santiago : I knew that.

Jeremy Tucker : Getting to the business end of things now ... who's left?

Tilt : Not many, thats for sure, Roy, give me a look at that sheet to see who's left to come.

Roy covers up the sheet like some nerd in high school who wont let you cheat from them as the SWAT Tron starts counting backwards again.

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“Clint Eastwood” starts and Bloody Sam Vane walks through the entrance way slowly holding both arms upward. Mad Tom Bonney then comes through the entrance strutting slowly. William T. Jones follows closely behind with a notebook in hand. Once all three meet, they all come down the isle together.

Tilt : Ohhh god, here we go again, who's coming in now?

Bloody Sam Vane enters the ring, Bonney and Jones standing by at ringside encouraging him as Ten Cents from Black Wall street comes flying out towards them courtesy of Rev Cornelius Marsh.

Pedro Santiago : Let me guess, Booney is going to be next in?

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The Cross starts to play so that we can hear just the heavy wind rushing and very feint piano keys. The viewers attention is drawn to the screen as we see standing in long grass on a dark day is Alexander, his face looking out to the sea. The music continue's to play as we slowly watch the camera get closer and closer to him. A Hazy fog begins to now flood the arena as on screen we are getting ever so close to Alexander. Within a few feet now Alex will spin around and as soon as he does the music is turned up full blast and the deep piano notes will thunder through the arena. The screen now goes into a seizure of dark dull colors as Alexander is now on the ramp. He then without moving his glance, walks towards the ring slowly. He climbs up the steps and enters the brawl

Jeremy Tucker : Alexander Delvechio!

Tilt : Wrong again Pedro!

The battle continues for the next minute, Syberus and Tanner now double teaming Adam Haven, Jace Mingla, now free from the distraction of Haven tossing Bad Boy King Kong out and over the top rope.

Roy Biggins : Kong is gone! Kong is gone!

Jeremy Tucker : Jace Mingla very impressive here tonight!

Pedro Santiago : He's my tip to win the whole thing!

The SWAT Tron starts counting down again

3 .................... 2 ............. Sun tosses Bloody Sam Vane out over the top rope ...... 1 ............ Mad Tom Bonney slams the mat hard with both fists at his partners elimination and then enters the brawl.

Tilt : Bad timing for the Jones Experience, Rising Sun tossing Vane out just as his partner was to come in.

Adam Haven then runs both remaining members of Black Wall Street over the top, eliminating King Pin and High Fly, King Pin blaming and berating High Fly on the way back up the rampway.

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"Remember the Name" -Fort Minor hits and Brandon Young charges down to the ring.

Jeremy Tucker : Nice drawing for Young, he'd have to be happy with that, what a boost it would be for his young career if he could get the win in this one.

Pedro Santiago : Ain't gonna happen Jerry.

Tilt : How many left to come Roy?

Roy Biggins : 4!

Jeremy Tucker : Only four to go?

Pedro Santiago : Who are they, who are they Roy?

Roy looks smugly at the other three, silence is golden, as the clock starts counting backwards again on the SWAT Tron

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Kaos bolts down to the ring, through the crowd and jumps in the ring entering the fray.

Tilt : Through the crowd, whats with that?

Roy Biggins : I'll be sure to find out.

Tilt : You do that.

Ruppy and Kaos double teaming Tanner, Mingla's hooked up with Haven again, leaving Syb open to a double team by Shingo and Masato, who surprise the Connection member, tossing him out over the top.

Jeremy Tucker : SYBERUS ELIMINATED! Shingo and Masato just eliminated one half of the World Tag team champs!

The clock starts counting down again as Syb heads to the back, he cant believe it.

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"Nobodies" by Marylin Manson hits and Ignacious Conner comes out to a chorus of boo's. He soaks it in, waving to the crowd like they love him, and then gets in the ring joining in the action.

Pedro Santiago : Conner? I thought he was in rehab!

Jeremy Tucker : Well, if he was, he ain't anymore, can you verify that for us Roy?

Roy looks startled, talk about a question without notice and being put on the spot ... he stutters and stammers ...

Roy Biggins : Ahhh ... umm ... i'll have to look into that.

The three other commentators have a giggle when Delvechio tosses Mad Tom Bonney out of there. Ruppy then tosses St Clair out eliminating him as the clock starts counting backwards again for the second last entrant on the SWAT Tron

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“Kasmir” by Led Zeppelin hits and Jason F'n Starr makes his way down to the ring.

Jeremy Tucker : Wow, Jason Starr, the longest reigning **** champion. Now here in SWAT.

Roy Biggins : And if my calculations are correct, that leaves only one man remaining.

Tilt : Who's that?

Pedro Santiago : If your calculations are wrong, that means someone has missed there spot in the rumble!

Main Ingredient eliminates Kaos.

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“Around The World” starts and James Fierce slowly creeps from the back. Once he fully emerges he holds both hands out to the side and begins his strutting down the ramp way.

Roy Biggins : Thats it! James Fierce, the last and final entrant, number 58!

Jeremy tucker : Talk about a lucky draw, i had forgotten all about Fierce, he's got to have this thing all wrapped up.

Pedro Santiago : He represents the Caribbean in great style, holding not only our Heavyweight Championship, but the Bermuda Triangle gold as well.

Roy Biggins : Well, thats all of them now, and here comes the fun part, 18 men still in the ring, 17 to go out, last one wins!

Tanner tosses Ruppy out.

Dew tosses Masato out.

Fierce tosses Microshocker out.

Fierce tosses Brandon Young out.

Fierce tosses Ignacious Conner out.

Pedro Santiago : Look a the Caribbean champ go! He is fresh, and cleaning house in there!

Mingla tosses Shingo out.

The Main Ingredient tosses Cornelius Marsh out, and he cant believe it, he is jumping up and down, hooping and hollering, but Marsh didn't go all the way, he hung on and made it back in the ring not touching the floor, he comes up behind Main Ingredient and tosses him out.

Rising Sun eliminates Alexander Delvechio.

Dew eliminates Matt Myers

Crowd erupt into a Dew chant.

Jace Mingla eliminates Jason Fn Starr

Jeremy Tucker : Wow ... only eight men left, Jason Starr didn't last long, he may of taken the SWAT opposition a bit lightly, and if that is the case, it has proven costly. Meanwhile, my boy Dew is still in there, come on Dew! 10 Large riding on you!

Fondell eliminates Tanner from behind.

Tilt : Tanners gone! He was one of the favs to take out the whole match, a little payback there for Fondell from the House of Destiny, but lets not forget Tanner wrestled earlier tonight in that Tag Title Match against Legion X.

Roy Biggins : Apart from Fierce, who drew last as we all know, all other 6 men have been in there for well over 20 minutes, some coming on half an hour.

Marsh eliminates Dew

Jeremy Tucker : NOOOO! Damn you Marsh, you know i would of thrown a few bills to the donation box!

Roy Biggins : And then there were six.

All six men now a bit more cautious, having a look around seeing who else is in there with now, each summing up the situation. Still in there we have, "The Enigma" Adam Haven, Jace Mingla, Sly Fondell, Rising Sun, "Reverend" Cornelious Marsh & James Fierce.

Haven eliminates Fierce.

Pedro Santiago : Adam Haven has just eliminated James Fierce!

Rising Sun eliminates Cornelius Marsh.

Jeremy Tucker : Rising Sun! What a star he has been here tonight! And there goes Marsh, serves him right for eliminating Dew!

Tilt : Lets not forget he also wrestled earlier tonight in that brutal Deathmatch against Microshocker.

All four men left gravitate to a neutral corner each, all looking around at who is left. Haven and Mingla charge each other, why not, they've been going at it all night, and as they grapple for advantage, Sun and Fondell both come up and flip them out by the legs.

Jeremy Tucker : ADAM HAVEN AND JACE MINLGA BOTH ELIMINATED!

Pedro Santiago : Only Rising Sun and Sly Fondell left, Fondell's got this in the bag!

Roy Biggins : Dont speak to soon my friend, Rising Sun is not to be taken lightly, as we have allready witnessed here tonight.

Mingla and Haven continue to brawl up the rampway, leaving Fondell and Sun in the ring.

They both hook up, and Fondell gets the control with his power, slingshot Corkscrew brainbuster/suplex on Sun.

Jeremy Tucker : Fondell Plex!

Pedro Santiago : What did i tell ya! Fondell is home and hosed!

Fondell whips Sun to the ropes, goes for a clothesline, but Sun ducks,. springboards off the top rope back at Fondell, who catches Sun, turns around, and dumps him over the top.

Jeremy Tucker : ITS OVER! SLY FONDELL WINS IT! SLY FONDELL WINS THE RUMBLE!

Girls, Girls, Girls by Motely Crue hits, Jada entering the ring and celebrating with Sly, each motioning around his waist for the belt.

Tilt : Wow, what a match, an epic encounter, and still to come now, the SWAT WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP on the line!

[SWAT Team]

The scene switches back to the packed out Centrum Arena as highlights of Nick Collyers win are shown on the SWAT-Tron along with Sadler winning the 4 way contenders match.

The camera view switches to Andrew Fulton, Jeremy Tucker and Rios Rivera sat ringside at the announcer table

Jeremy Tucker: Welcome back folks, we've already had an unbelievable night here and it's not over yet!

Rios Rivera: Rights right Jerry, up next we have The World Heavyweight Championship on the line, as Nick Collyer defends against a determined Rage Sadler!!

Andrew Fulton: The smart money is on Sadler, well my money anyway. Collyer doesn't deserve that title, by all rights it still be with Legion X!

Jeremy Tucker: Face it Andy, you just don't like Collyer do you?

Andrew Fulton: Nah........... but I like his wife!!

Rios Rivera: It's a shame she doesn't feel the same way Fulton!

Jeremy Tucker: Let's get over to Frank Salazar with the introductions

View swings to Frank Salazar in the ring, mic in hand

Frank Salazar: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is now time for the main event of the evening!!

Big crowd pop

Frank Salazar: This match is set for one fall and has a sixty minute time limit and is for The SWAT World Heavyweight Championship!! Introducing first the challenger, hailing from Ipswich England, standing 5'11'' tall and weighing in at 250Lbs Ladies and Gentlemen the number one contender..............Rage 'FN' Sadler!!

Disturbed I’m Alive hits the speakers and the arena darkens and smoke starts to pour from the ramp way. As the chorus hits, fireworks shoot from the entrance way and Rage Sadler makes his way out onto the ramp and crotch chops twice before spitting on the floor and making his way down the ramp.

He gives the fans the finger on the way down while shouting profanities at them. He gets to the bottom of the ramp and starts to climb to the steps slowly. When he reaches the top he tears his back t-shirt off and throws it into the crowd whilst shouting back at them.

He climbs into the ring and climbs the opposite turnbuckle and spreads his arms out like wings whilst shouting and spitting out of the crowd. He climbs down and walks into the centre of the ring. He the gets down onto one knee and spreads his arms out again looking directly at the camera as the music fades.

Frank Salazar: And his opponent, he is the reigning and defending World Heavyweight Champion. Hailing from Bakersfield CA, Standing 6' tall and weighing in at 234 Lbs, Ladies and Gentlemen The Butcher of Bakersfield, THE future of Hardcore and the SWAT World Heavyweight Champion...............................Nick Collyer!!

Crazy pop from crowd

[“Where Eagles Dare” by the Misfits kicks in.]

#We walk the streets at night
We go where eagles dare#

[The tip of a Singapore Cane pokes out from the curtains.]

#They pick up every movement
They pick up every loser
With jaded eyes and features
You think they really care#

[The cane snaps the curtains back, and Nick Collyer steps out holding the cane aloft, large pockets of fans cheer him. Around his waist is the SWAT World Heavyweight Championship. He stalks to the ring.]

#I ain’t no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain’t no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, babe#

[Nick walks up the stairs and climbs the turnbuckle, standing with one foot on the top rope, one on the outside, pointing at the fans with the edge of the cane.]

#An omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal
Her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands#

#I ain’t no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain’t no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, babe#

[Nick jumps into the ring, and sets his Singapore Cane on the outside of his corner.]

#Let’s test your threshold of pain
Let’s see how long you last
That’s happened in your {No Means No}
On bosoms of your past#

[Nick checks the tension on the ropes, and then checks his wrist taping. He drops his head, and waits for the referee to check his boots and gear.]

#With jaded eyes and features
You think they really care
Let’s go where eagles dare
We’ll go where eagles dare#

[The infamous Anderson throat slit motion, and a sardonic smile from the Future of Hardcore, as the music fades in the last chorus.]

#I ain’t no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain’t no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain’t no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain’t no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, hey#

Referee Monty McFee takes the title from Collyer and holds it aloft, Sadler gestures that the belt is going home with him. Collyer smiles back. The ref calls for the bell!

Both men move to the centre of the ring and stare at each other.

Andrew Fulton: Stare-down City baby!!

Rage swings a right hand, Collyer blocks, Rage swings with a left hand, again Collyer deflects the blow.

Rage goes for a gut kick, Nick catches the boot and spins Rage around.

Collyer connects with a stiff Thai Roundhouse kick that floors Sadler!

This brings a big cheer from the crowd

Rios Rivera: Check your teeth Dave, you might be missing a few!

Collyer lifts up Sadler and lays into him with a series of heavy knife edge chops that turns Sadler's chest an angry red.

Sadler staggers back from the blows, Collyer rushes in and hammers Rage with a roaring elbow, which bloodies the nose of the Englishman.

Jeremy Tucker: Collyer draws first blood!

Collyers kicks Rage in the guts, as he doubles over Collyer takes him over with a sweet snap suplex.

Again the crowd pop loud for Collyer

Rios Rivera: That's the prettiest snap suplex in the business folks!

Collyer lifts up Sadler by the hair, Sadler with an eye poke and quickly follows with a side walk slam

Andrew Fulton: Ah the old poke in the eye works every time!

Sadler wipes the blood from his nose, and drops a couple of elbows across the chest of Collyer and proceeds to chokes him out

Jeremy Tucker: Sadler taking advantage, come on ref, if ever there was a blatant choke, this is it!

As if he heard, Referee McFee orders Sadler to break the hold, Sadler laughs and shakes his head and only applies more pressure.

Referee McFee gets in Sadlers face and starts a count

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3
4

Sadler releases the choke and drags Nick to his feet by the hair.

Rage lifts Collyer onto his shoulders and drops him headfirst with a death valley driver!

Rage swiftly gets up and climbs to the second turnbuckle and lands with a diving elbow drop to Collyer.

Rage hooks both legs for the 1st pinfall!

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2 - Kickout!

Rios Rivera: Rage going for the pin far too early here, you have to wear down a man like Collyer a lot more before your going to get the victory

Andrew Fulton: That or threaten him with a bottle of Jack Daniels..Ha-Ha

Jeremy Tucker: Fulton.............your an asshole.

Rage stomps away on Collyer's back and shoulders until referee McFee steps in and orders Sadler to back off

Andrew Fulton: I've said it before, this referee is power mad!

Sadler moves in again and lifts up Collyer and Irish whips him across the ring, catches him on the rebound and takes over Collyer with a textbook belly to belly suplex.

Jeremy Tucker: Beautiful suplex, and against the man who is arguably the best suplexer in SWAT.

Andrew Fulton: What? I don't see Sly Fondell in the ring Jerry!

Rios Rivera: No Andrew, that's the suplex master Nick Collyer!

Andrew Fulton: Ah shaddup Rios, what do you know anyway?

Sadler again brings Nick back to his feet and slaps him across the face, once, twice, thrice!

Rios Rivera: Now some insult to add to the injury!

Sadler goes for another slap, Collyer blocks and counters with a European uppercut and a shotay palm strike.

Nick grabs a stunned Rage by the head and applies a fast swinging neckbreaker and follows up with a ground short armscissor hold

Jeremy Tucker: Smart thinking by the champ, giving himself some valuable time to clear those cobwebs.

Nick cinches in the submission as Rage cries out in pain and anger.

Referee McFee asks the question to rage who shakes his head.

Rage twists his legs around and manages to flip over and his feet hit the ropes

Andrew Fulton: Nice escape by Sadler.

The Butcher keeps the hold locked in for a few more seconds then releases.

Sadler slowly gets up as he tries to get the feeling back in his arm.

Collyer rushes in and hammers Sadler in the face with a Uraken Back Fist Punch and sends him over the top rope with a short clothesline.

Sadler crashes down to the outside. Collyer steps through the ropes and follows

Jeremy Tucker: There taking it to the outside!

Andrew Fulton: Well spotted Jerry!

Collyer lifts up Sadler and cracks some stiff knife edge chops into the chest of Sadler.

The crowd come to their feet as Collyer chops away

Jeremy Tucker: Collyer's family live near by in Cedar City, I guess the crowd are backing the 'local boy' against the Englishman Rage!

Andrew Fulton: God damn biased hicks that they are!

Referee McFee starts the count

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2

Collyer drops Sadler with a Gamenguri [Jumping roundhouse to the face], the blood again begin to flow from Rage's nose.

Crowd: Kick his ass, Kick his ass!

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4

Nick rolls back into the ring to break the count

Rios Rivera: The Champion looks like he has Sadler's number here.

Nick brings Sadler back up by his hair, Sadler responds with a double eye rake and grabs Collyers head and impants him with a dangerous DDT!

Andrew Fulton: It looks like Sadler's changed his number Rios, what a DDT!

Again referee McFee starts the count

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5

Rage pulls himself up and crawls back into the ring

Andrew Fulton: That's smart, use your head Rage, you can't win the title on a count-out.

Sadler rolls back to the outside and stomps away on the downed Champion and rolls back into ring to again prevent a count.

Sadler steps through the ropes to the outside apron and measures Collyer. Rage flies from the apron and connects with a diving knee drop to Collyers back.

Rage lifts up Collyer and takes him over with a vertical suplex

Jeremy Tucker: Sadler working on the Champ big time, and believe me folks, those moves have a lot more impact on that hard Arena floor!

Rios Rivera: Sadler showing us why he won that four way contenders match, he's focused and fired up!

Referee McFee again satrts a count out

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2

3


Sadler brings up Collyer and points at the metal steps, those solid metal steps!

4

Rage grabs Collyer in a front headlock and runs forward.

5

Rage drives Collyer head first into the steps with a bullbog!! The Champs head hits metal with a sickening crack.

Jeremy Tucker: Collyers skull cracked right off those steps. He could be out!

6

Sadler gets up and flips off the crowd as they greet him with

Crowd: Fuck you Sadler, Fuck you Sadler

7

Rage rolls back into the ring as the count reaches eight.

Rage again steps back to the floor and lifts up a now bloodied Nick Collyer

Rios Rivera: Collyers split wide open.

Andrew Fulton: Time to go to work Rage, take him out!

Sadler rolls Collyer back into the ring and drags him into the centre of the ring, a legdrop across the throat and the pinfall!

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2

2.99 - Kickout!!!!!! - Huge pop from the crowd

Jeremy Tucker: Rage can't beleive it!!

Sadler hooks both legs and again pins Collyer

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2

Nick slips out the shoulder

Rage screams at the ref that it was a three count and bangs his hand on the bloodied canvas three times!

Andrew Fulton: Don't get frustrated Rage, don't give him a chance!

Sadler brings up Collyer and Irish whips him, Rage bends for the backdrop but Collyer incredibly counters with his Shining Happy Stiff Shining Wizard.

Big ass crowd cheer

Both Men are down

Jeremy Tucker: Sadlers been sent straight to dream street!

Andrew Fulton: Maybe so Jerry, but Collyers bleedin like a stuck pig!

Referee McFee starts the count

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4

5

6

7 Collyer starts to rise

8 Rage groggily gets up

Collyer connect with a series of hard kness to Sadlers mid section. Nick grabs Sadlers wrists and brings him up and down with the Wrist-Clutch Fisherman’s Orange Crush Bomb!!

Jeremy Tucker: Collyer hits his patented Clockwork Orange bomb!

Collyer hooks both legs

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2

Kickout!!

Andrew Fulton: Close but no cigar!!

Rios Rivera: Both men are suffering, and the blood loss is got to be having an adverse effect on the champ.

Collyer drunkenly gets to his feet and slowly drags up Sadler.

Nick lashes into Sadler with some knife edge chops and batters Rage into the corner, Collyer moves in and smashes a european uppercut that sags Rage against the turnbuckle.

Collyer grabs Sadlers head and sets him up for a tornado DDT.

Rage blocks as Collyer swings round and drops the champ face first to the mat

Jeremy Tucker: Sadler with a desperation counter move.

Rage pulls up Collyer and nails a fast powerbomb out of nowhere!

Rage lifts up Nick and again nails a powerbomb!

Rage makes the pin, both feet on the ropes for leverage the ref doesn't see!!

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2

3 -No Collyer flips out!!

The crowd almost blow off the roof as Collyer kicks out!!

Rage holds his head in his hands in frustration

Jeremy Tucker: Nick Collyer once more shows us why he deserves that Championship belt, thats heart Andy, it's a never say die spirit!!

Andrew Fulton: Oh, get a room Jerry!

Sadler stomps on Collyer in a frenzy until Referee McFee backs him away

Rage moves past the ref and brings up Collyer and locks in a headlock applying pressure to the nasty cut on Collyer's skull.

Sadler steps back cinching in tighter

Rios Rivera: Sadler trying to get the blood pumping here, let me tell you folks, a headlock applied correctly aint no picnic!

Sadler mocks the crowd as he squeezes down harder.

Collyer stamps dowm hard with the heel of his foot onto the toes of Sadler's right foot

Thesudden pain causes Rage to releases the headlock. Nick steps behind Sadler and applies a waistlock. Nick pops his hips and delivers a german suplex, he holds on shifts postion and hits a deveastating Dragon Suplex, Collyer comes up again holding Rage and drops him with a tight straight Jacket suplex

Crowd: Collyer. Collyer, Collyer!!

Jeremy Tucker: The master of the suplex with his prime cycle combo. What a counter move by the World Heavyweight Champion

Andrew Fulton: Sigh

Both men are down once more

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2

3

4

5 A bloody Collyer rises to a huge cheer from the crowd

Collyer brings up the stunned Sadler, a knife edge chop, followed by another.

Amazingly Sadler blocks and goes for shortarm clothesline, Nick ducks underneath and nips behind Rage. Collyer grabs Sadler and whips him down to the mat with a Backdrop brainbuster. The impact folds up Sadler like a pretzel.

Crowd: We like Straight Edge! We like Straight Edge!

Rios Rivera: Whoa! Sadler landed right on the back of his neck, that was nasty guys!

Sadler is laid out as Referee McFee checks on him, somehow Sadler is still moving!!

Quickly Collyer steps over Rage and locks in sleeper choke regal stretch!!

Crowd: Choke, Choke, Choke, Choke!

Jeremy Tucker: Collyer with The Minor Threat, he's really torquing in that pressure, and he's right in the centre of the ring!!

Andrew Fulton: This isn't fair Sadler's neck is hurt after that brainbuster, make him break the hold ref!

Rios Rivera: Fulton, be quiet!

Collyer's really got The Minor Threat in tight, he pulls back even harder, Sadler tries to goe for the ropes, he starts to inch slowly towards them.

Collyer keeps on the pressure, choking, stretching. Sadler crawls closer to the ropes, inch by inch.

Nick almost rips of Sadler's head as chokes down!!

Sadler taps!!

Insane crowd roar

Referee McFee rings the bell

Frank Salazar: The winner of the match by way of Submission and Still the SWAT World Heavyweight Champion.The Butcher of Bakersfield Nick Collyer!!

Collyer gets to his feet to a thunderous cheer from the crowd, Referee McFee hands over the World Title and The Butcher steps up the turnbuckle and holds the title high

Jeremy Tucker: Collyer retains his title after a hard fought battle against a valiant Rage Sadler!

Rios Rivera: I've never seen anyone hold out to The Minor Threat that long, but you have to hand it to Collyer! What a night We've had!

Andrew Fulton: He was lucky I tells ya! And we all know Luck don't last long!!

Jeremy Tucker: Sour grapes Fulton! For Rios Rivera, the moaning Andrew Fulton and myself Jeremy Tucker, this has been SWAT St Valentines Day Broken Hearts!! Goodnight everybody!!

The SWAT logo appears on screen as the view fades on a truimphant Nick Collyer holding his title aloft.