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Posted 09 May 2006 - 09:58 AM

Jessica Spears: Hello everyone. I?m here outside General Manager Jesse James Blackwood?s office. Inside this very room there is a heated argument between the commissioner and an as of yet unidentified individual.

She stops speaking so some of the argument can be heard through the door.

JBB: You come back here with your tail between you legs and just expect a contract.

Voice: You know what I can do Jesse. You know me.

JBB: I know you?re a coward who thought he was leaving for greener pastures but found out that everything is still better here.

Voice: I want another chance. Just give me the contract. I deserve it.

JBB: You deserve just what you have now. Squat.

Voice: Are you gonna give me a contract or not?

JBB: I?m not gonna give you anything. You?ve proven nothing to me and as far as I am concerned you don?t deserve to work here again.

Voice: I?ll show you what I deserve!

Suddenly the door slams open and Eric Mitchell steps out into the hallway.

Jessica: Eric Mitchell?! What are you doing here?

Eric: Forget it Jessica.

Jessica: What was that argument about?

Eric: It was just a chat between old coworkers.

Jessica seems confused. As if THAT?S something new.

Jessica: Uhm, well?

Eric: Fuck off Jess!

Eric walks off as Jessica looks stunned.

The cameras quickly switch to another backstage area as a voice is heard yelling from inside a nearby lockeroom.

Voice: Back off!

A second, calmer voice then speaks.

Voice 2: Calm down. You don't want to do this.

Voice: Like hell I don't! This man has done nothing but cause trouble for us since we sided with him! I'm done with this circus!

The door flies open and someone walks out, but we can't tell who it is because of the door. By the time the door has shut, the figure has turned the corner. The door opens again and out steps Crim shaking his head. He then looks up and notices a logo on the lockeroom. The Order.

Crim: Not now...

The shot of Crim fades to the TKOW logo. The logo fades and and we're launched directly into a montage of TKOW 2005 spots, focusing on wrestlers currently in the federation. Phoenix, Soulfly, Kid Styles, Salazar, Matt Griffen, Ghalleon, Duke McFilthy, Crim, Cody, Aello, Saphron, Carpenter, Bob Lancelot, Pender, Lady Hawke, and Blood Child. Shots of them all fly by, both spot shots as well as promo shots.

From there we hear Smile Empty Soul's "This Is War" as we review some of tonight's matches.

I'm just a normal man
I wouldn't hurt nothing at all
But here we are


Tobias Burden is unconcious. Ghalleon and Salazar of the Order are shown walking away from the place Tobias is found. Jump through shots of Tobias trying to take his revenge on The Order.

Our leaders have a plan
I'd only kill if it's for them
Now here we are


Tobias pins Salazar, and then Salazar attacks Tobias mercilessly with a steel chair.

I drove in a car
And flew in a plane
To come to your house


Ghalleon with a solid lead at Holiday Hell, then Kid Styles makes a last ditch attack and gains the bonus time to win.

And kick your door in
Now it's down to this
It's just you and me
I'll blow your fucking head off for my country


Matt Griffen battles Blood Child.

I go to church and tithe
I go to work in a suit and tie
But this is war


Carpenter and Bob going off ladders during the TV Title match.

I'm really not sure why
But the tv says that you are wrong
Now here we are


Duke getting spiked through a table at Holiday Hell.

I drove in a car
And flew in a plane
To come to your house


T.H. Power fighting Duke in the First Blood Invitational.

And kick your door in
Now it's down to this
It's just you and me
I'll blow your fucking head off for my country


Soulfly and Phoenix wailing away on each other during the Bronx Beatdown Hidden Treasure Match.

I drove in a car
And flew in a plane
To come to your house


Soulfly and Phoenix in a staredown at Mass Khaos.

And kick your door in
Now it's down to this
It's just you and me
I'll blow your fucking head off for my country
My country


A montage of all the competitors.



The pyro explodes and the camera pans around the Qwest Center as the fans yell and scream like they were all 12 year old girls and Justin Timberlake smiled.

Tito: Good evening and WELCOME to this 2006 presentation of TKOW's New Era! I am Tito Poppi, and with me as always is "Superstar" Johnny Styles. Johnny? What do you expect to see tonight!

Johnny: It's an HPWA yardburner my friend. The Brutality Cage has been carefully hung above the ring and I can see all sorts of goodies hanging off those bars.

Tito: Also tonight we'll have a ladder match with the number one contendership on the line featuring Kid Styles and Ghalleon. These are two great athletes with one thing in mind. Gold.

Johnny: You think that Tobias Burden and Salazar Tyrenus aren't thinking about that same gold? Salazar's already pinned Kid Styles, and Tobias pinned Salazar. Those two are both looking at the chance to be recognized going into MegaBowl V.

Tito: And talking about that gold, how about that Main Event. A rematch from Holiday Hell, no stipulations, just a straight and clean match between Phoenix and Soulfly to determine the champion that will go into MegaBowl V.

Johnny: You know I'm rooting for Soulfly Tito. But first, we need to start things off with this Meet Your Maker match.

Tito: This thing would have been so much better with all four original people. Instead. Jonny B cried and went back to FTWO and Hazard, well, speculation is he died.

Johnny: Speaking of FTWO, can you believe that Eric Mitchell was here? Doesn't he have some young up and coming talent to hold down in his own fed?

Yuri Testkov: THE FOLLOWING BOUT IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL, AND IS THE FIRST TKOW MEET YOUR MAKER MATCH~!


"BYOB" by System of a Down blasts throughout the speakers as the arena flashes red and Chris Prince walks onto the stage flexing his large muscles. The crowd boos him as he walks down the aisle with pyros going off on the stage.



Yuri Testkov: INTRODUCING FIRST, FROM BUFFALO NEW YORK, STANDING SIX FEET FOUR INCHES AND WEIGHING TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY-FIVE POUNDS, LEEEGENDARY, CHRIS, PRINCE~!

He slides into the ring raises his arms in the air to the fans, then awaits his opponent.




The crowd goes nuts as the first piano keys of "Diamonds and Guns" by The Transplants can be heard. The lights fade to near black.

Woohoo Woohoo

Cypher comes out of the arena wearing his usual wrestling attire of a leather jacket, white gym tank top, black sunglasses, black cowboy hat and blue jeans. The crowd cheers loudly as he walks down to the ring in a relaxed pace.

Bombs goin off in Sierra Leone
Taken more shots than Karl Malone
Battle looms, your doom, injustice entombed
Who got the diamonds? Who gonna find them?
Who gonna mine them when the time comes?
Diamonds and Guns, Diamonds and Guns


Cypher looks at the ring and pauses for a second taking in the cheers from the crowd.

it's a wicked world that we live in it's cruel
and unforgiving
it's a wicked world that we live in it's cruel
and unforgiving



Yuri Testkov: AND HIS OPPONENT, FROM LAFAYETTE LOUISIANA, STANDING SIX FEET ONE INCH AND WEIGHING TWO HUNDRED AND ELEVEN POUNDS, CYYYYYPHERRRRRR~!

Cypher backs away a few steps and runs toward the ring and baseball slides his way to the ring, doing a 180 while he's on the mat.

woohoo woohoo

Cypher stands up.

Knock, knock, knock, who's that? It's Momma, son
Lookin' for the bitch who took the money and run
Now the daylight's gone and there's no more fun
And who's the fuckin' bitch who stole all the heroin?


Cypher takes his way to the middle turnbuckle and poses for the crowd with two fingers out on each side and pose shaped like a cross with his arms straight out..

Heroin, heroin, it's all gone
Smoked it all up, and now you got none
And now you look around and that's not the plan
This is not what you had in mind


Cypher runs to the other turnbuckle and climbs to the middle turnbuckle with the same pose.

I shot in heaven, now I cry
No one lives forever, in fact we all die
From those who bust shots to those who stuff cops
To those who serve rocks on all the hard blocks


Cypher goes to the top turnbuckle and does a backflip to the middle of the ring.

Every last soul must pay the last toll
In the dice game of life, who gets the last roll?
Is it the one with the suit? The one with the sack?
The one who hides behind his fuckin' gun and his badge?
Negative outlook? Well that's how I'm livin'
And like he said, it's a wicked world we live in


Cypher eyes his opponent and stares him down as he does some warm-up on his legs.

It's a wicked world we live in

woohoo

woohoo

I'm wiggin out, flippin' out, hearts is what I'm rippin' out
I'm slippin' out, I'm dippin' out, killin's what I'm livin' out...


The song fades in the background as the lights fade back to normal.



NOW- IS THE TIME- FOR ME TO RISE- TO MY FEEEEET-
WIPE YOUR SPIT- FROM MY FACE- WIPE THESE TEARS- FROM MY EYYYEEESSSSS


The "8" logo bounces around the KhaosTron, jumping around the HPWA logo as T.H. Power emerges from the backstage area to "I Will Be Heard".

Power 'Razor Ramon' struts out of the entranceway, a metal chair in hand, and a smirk across his face. He sets up the chair at the top of the rampway and takes a seat, motioning for the bell.



Cypher starts the match off with several right and left hands to the face of Prince before whipping him against the ropes and hitting him with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex on the rebound.

Tito: Great agility by Cypher!

Cypher gets straight back on the downed Prince, locking in a Camel Clutch on him, Prince writhes in agony but manages to grab the ropes and the referee forces Cypher to break the hold.

Johnny: Cypher is dominating this match early.

Cypher walks towards Prince and lifts him up by the arms, but Prince fights back with a left fist, which Cypher blocks and turns into a hip toss. Prince leaps back up but runs into another hip toss, he leaps up again but this time is slammed back down with a DDT followed by a standing moonsault from the mat and then a cover.

1???

2?????



Johnny: Prince kicks out at the last second!

Cypher takes Prince up off the mat and whips him against the ropes again, he then kicks him in the gut and drives him between his legs, lifting him up for a running powerbomb which he hits perfectly! Chris Prince lies crumpled on the mat as Cypher sets him up for The Freezer.

Tito: Cypher is just using Chris Prince as punch bag!

Prince finally gets to his feet but is knocked straight back down by the powerful Freezer kick straight in the face! He writhes on the mat holding his face and spits out some blood as he gets to his knees.

Johnny: Blood... don'tcha just love it?!

Chris Prince gets to his feet and goes for a Northern Lights Suplex, but Cypher fights out of the hold before he can get far and counters with a reverse DDT. Cypher starts to pin Prince, but changes his mind and pulls him up. Prince tries for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Cypher counters it with one of his own before Prince can lift him. The crowd cheers.

Tito: Cypher is getting the fans' support, but the main thing is the Boss liking what he sees?

Johnny: The only thing Power likes to see is tits and ass and money, and he usually sees all three at once when he pays for-

Prince jumps to his feet and goes for an armbar takedown. However, Cypher spins around out of it, before Prince can get very far, and grabs him up and body slams him. Cypher runs to the ropes and when Prince gets to his feet, he leaps off with a flying spear, nailing Prince yet again. Cypher jumps up and hits Prince with The Freezer again. He follows this with X-treme Creed (senton bomb). Afterwards, he backs off Prince and... after hyping up the crowd for a moment, performs the Crucifix Moonsault. He then locks in the Judgement Hold and the referee calls for the bell immediately... as Prince is out cold!

Yuri Testkov: YOUR WINNER IN NO TIME AT ALL, CYYYYYPHERRRRRR~!

Tito: That was, really really sad.

Johnny: Extremely sad.

Eric Mitchell bursts through the stage entrance, tossing aside two security guards and rushes past T.H. Power.

T.H. Power: What th-

He runs full speed, sliding into the ring, and jumps Cypher!

Johnny: It?s that FTWO reject!

Tito: Could you be, a TAD more specific?

Cyper yells and starts throwing wild punches when he realizes who it is in the ring with him.

Johnny: Like you don?t know who he is.

Tito: Of course I know who he is. Eric Mitchell, former leader of PoW and one half of former tag team champions the E&A Connection. Currently the FTW champion. Or WOF. I forget.

Eric fights back, managing to take an advantage, driving Cypher back towards a corner. Suddenly Cypher grabs Eric by the head and WHIPS him into the turnbuckle, and starts going crazy!

Johnny: I get the distinct feeling these two don?t like each other very much.

Tito: What was your first clue?

Chris Prince, looking rather annoyed with his record-time loss, starts to club Cypher from behind, tearing his attention away from Mitchell.

Johnny: It was either the guttural scream of bloodrage from Cypher or the attack by a not-employed-here Mitchell. Either or mein freud.

Cypher dropkicks Prince across the ring, then turns back to Eric, but Eric gutchecks him and hits a picture perfect suplex into a urange!

Tito: Death Awaits! Eric just planted Cypher with Death Awaits!

Chris Prince has a nice smile on his face as he pokes Cypher with his boot, but then Eric hits HIM with Death Awaits!

Johnny: Two for one sale!

Eric yells for Yuri to give him the mic.

Eric: Well?! How about now? Did I prove myself now? Your two ?new arrivals? are lying at my god damned feet!

T.H. Power: You come into MY federation, attack MY wrestlers, threaten MY General Manager, and more importantly, you fail to acknowledge the greatness that is ME! And you think you PROVED something?

T.H. Power?s voice booms out ?SECURITY? over the speakers and Alien Ant Farm?s cover of ?Smooth Criminal? hits as Jesse James Blackwood and Mike Oates lead out the TKOW security force.



T.H. Power: You are NOT welcome in MY TKOW Mitchell! Get him out of my ring and my arena!!

Security rushes the ring. Eric fights off a few of them but Mike sends in a group to gangrush tackle him. They cuff Mitchell and force him out of the ring, while a few other officers hold back Cypher and Chris Prince, both up and at ?em once more.

Tito: T.H. Power showing Eric Mitchell who?s in charge.

Johnny: What I want to know is why that loser stopped off here in the first place. Isn?t he happy being king of the losers in FTWO anymore?

Tito: If we?re lucky, we?ll never find out?

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Posted 09 May 2006 - 09:59 AM

The camera cuts to a video package showing Claire Matthews receiving the El Generico Brainbuster off a ladder and through a flaming table by Carpenter.

Voiceover: Carpenter sent her to hell.....

We see Claire being carried away from the TLC match on a stretcher.

Voiceover: But she is coming back......

"I just don't know what to do" by The White Stripes kicks in mid song and plays over the video as we see Claire Matthews in a black studio with a white spot light on her dancing on a metal pole. She is wearing red leather high heeled boots, tight black leather shorts and a half-cut white t-shirt.

I just don't know what to do with myself
I don't know what to do with myself
movies only make me sad
parties make me feel as bad
cause I'm not with you
I just don't know what to do


Claire spins around the pole slowly, wrapping her legs around the metal and then rubbing her chest against the pole as she pulls up.


Like a summer rose
needs the sun and rain
I need your sweet love
to beat love away


Claire rubs her back against the pole and then slowly removes her t-shirt to reveal a black bra.

Well I don't know what to do with myself
just don't know what to do with myself
planning everything for two
doing everything with you
and now that we're through
I just don't know what to do


Claire pulls herself up and down on the pole with her legs spread wide apart as she does so.

Like a summer rose
needs the sun and rain
I need your sweet love
to beat love away


Claire spins around the pole faster and faster to the music as it, too, speeds up.

I just don't know what to do with myself
just don't know what to do with myself
just don't know what to do with myself
I don't know what to do with myself


Claire finishes the dance by doing the splits as the music ends. She then undoes the bra and tosses it to one side.

Voiceover: The weapons of mass distraction return next week!

The camera cuts back to a closeup of Claire who is holding her hands over her bare breasts.

Claire: I know you missed them.

Claire giggles and then removes her hands from her chest revealing her breasts to the camera as it goes blank.

Johnny: I do so love this business.

Tito: I bet you do. Unfortunately you have a match to call next. It's time for Tobias vs Salazar.


The opening chords of 'Black and White' cue off as Tobias steps on to the stage, there's no playing to the crowd, instead he just starts his way down the ramp avoiding and ignoring any fans reaching over for a high five or attempting to verbally harass him.


Yuri Testkov: MAKING HIS WAY TO THE RING, WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED FORTY FIVE POUNDS, FROM LOS ANGELES CALIFORNIA, TOBIAS BUUUUURRRRDEEEEEENNN!!!


He hops up on the apron and turns to face back to the ramp momentarily as though paranoid that someone will be there, then he steps in between the ropes and retreats to his corner, waiting for the starting bell to begin.



Tito: Burden and Salazar have pretty much said they want to kill one another tonight.

Johnny: *rubbing hands together and grinning* YEAH! I'm really looking forward to this match!


The lights go out...

[Tupac]
What do we have here now, Do you want to fight or die?

It?s dark?Haiiil Maary A ra ra ra ra ra


A silver spotlight shines on the entrance below the KhaosTron, the rest of the arena is dark.

*GONG* *GONG*

The music starts. Silver light flickers at times but continues shining. The flicker stops, the arena is bathed in silver lights... then they flicker too.



Yuri Testkov: NEXT, FROM PARTS UNKNOWN, STANDING 6 FEET 5 INCHES AND WEIGHING 217 POUNDS, THE FORSAKEN DUDE, SALAZAR, TYRENUS~!

The crowd murmurs when Salazar doesn't appear.

Tito: Wait... where's Salazar?

Johnny: *pointing* THERE HE IS! HOT DAMN! Salazar is making a beeline to the ring behind Burden's back! He's ready to do some ass kicking!

Salazar is, indeed, running straight to the ring through the crowd, sliding under the bottom rope, rolling and immediately jumping to his feet, viciously attacking Burden, who turns and spots him just in the nick of time. Salazar hits Burden with rights and lefts to his head, stomach, chest, anywhere he can land them. Burden throws up his arms to block the head shots and gets in a few blows of his own in retaliation. The Ref calls for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

Johnny: Yeah, YEAH!! Now THIS is the way to start off a match!

Burden goes on the offense hitting Salazar with some European uppercuts. Salazar seems unfazed and continues wailing away at Burden. Suddenly, Burden grabs both Salazar's arms and hits him with the Kitchen Sink, immediately following that with trapped headbutts and the crowd counts along.

Crowd: One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Fi-

Salazar knees Burden in the groin, breaking free and causing the Ref to warn him. Salazar barks back something and draws back a fist but catches himself. Burden takes advantage of the distraction and spears Salazar to the mat, sitting astride him and punching him in the face. The Ref warns Burden who jumps up and stomps Salazar in the ribs as he rolls to the side to get away. Salazar grabs Burden's leg and rolls again, yanking him down, stomach first, to the mat with him. He immediately goes for an STF and makes it a double one.

Before Salazar can lock it in, Burden rocks a bit to the side, deeply throwing an elbow in Salazar's ribs several times, causing him to lessen the chinlock and allowing Burden to slip out of that part and rolling on over. Salazar releases Burden and rolls under the rope to the apron and floor. Burden gets to his feet shaking out his legs.

Tito: Why'd Salazar roll out? They just started!

Johnny: Oh... you'll see, little man.

The ref starts the ten count.

Salazar jumps the barrier and jerks a fan from his seat, taking his folding chair.

One...



As he turns, stepping back over the barrier with the chair, Burden does a Poetic Tope, nailing Salazar and knocking him back over it.

Two...



However, upon hitting the floor Salazar clocks Burden over the head with the chair twice, and a third time to the side of the head before tossing it aside.

Three...



Salazar kicks Burden off him, gets up and DDTs him into the barrier.

Four...



He slams Burden's face into the barrier a couple times and leaves him lying there as jumps up on the apron and climbs to the top rope.

Five...



Tito: He's not!

Johnny: Oh yeah, he is...

Six...



Salazar leaps off with a flip toward Burden at the barricade, the numerous flashbulbs going off making him appear in slow motion.

Tito: HYPNOSIGHT!

Johnny: YES!!!

Unfortunately for Salazar, Burden slides off the barricade in the nick of time and Salazar hits the barricade with his leg first and rolls around on the floor in pain, holding his leg.

Seven...



Johnny: SHIT!!! DAMN IT, MAN!

Burden gets to his feet and double stomps Salazar in the chest while he's down as he wipes blood from his own face.

Eight...



Burden realizes the count and steps back to the apron and rolls back in. Seeing Salazar finally regain his feet and limp heavily to the apron, he smiles.

Nine...



Salazar rolls in and uses the ropes to pull himself up. Burden goes for a running Yakuza kick but Salazar catches him and powerbombs him to the mat. Burden lays for a moment then rolls over to stand, followed by Salazar who pulls him up and goes for another DDT, but Burden counters by kneeing Salazar in his injured leg and punching him in the ribs hard, yet again.

Tito: Burden is using everything he can to punish Salazar, working on that injured leg and his ribs.

Johnny: Duh... you've never wrestled before have you?

Tito: Uh... once....

Johnny: What'd they call you? Toast Tito? Get it? *laughs* Tostito..

Tito: Actually... we won...

Johnny: Like anyone cares. Let's get back to the good stuff! C'mon boys, keep it up!

Back in the ring the two have given up even attempting to wrestle and are just slugging away at one another back and forth across the ring, occasionally Burden getting in a couple kicks. The crowd eats it up, cheering for each blow either man lands. Once again Burden manages to land a few trapped headbutts and bites Salazar's face, digging his teeth into his forehead, drawing blood. This infuriates Salazar and he manages to free one of his arms and nails Burden with a Northern Lights Suplex.

Salazar pulls Burden up into an elevated choke hold, however, Burden grabs Salazar's arms and supports himself and lays into Salazar with a hard kick to the ribs and another to the leg. Salazar tosses Burden over the ropes and limps through them after him. The Ref follows and starts the count. As Salazar gets through them, Burden hops up on the apron and bottom rope and nails his opponent with a springboard Yakuza kick, knocking Salazar off the apron and onto the floor.

One...



Johnny: What the hell? What's Burden doing? Why isn't he following up?

Burden steps back in the ring and walks back to his corner, untaping his fists.

Two...



Burden removes his shirt, much to the female fans' delight who whistle and catcall, then his elbow pads,

Tito: He's going to strip?!

Three...



kneepads and kickpads. Salazar gets to his feet.

Johnny: You wish. He's going to do it the hard way.... ALRIGHT!

Four...



Burden yells at Salazar to get back in the ring so the fight can continue. As Salazar rolls back in, Burden walks toward him, taunting him, even telling him he'll give the 'Forsaken One' first shot. Salazar climbs to his feet while watching his opponent. Suddenly he looks behind Tobias, a pissed expression crossing his face. Burden immediately turns to look, likely thinking a member of The Order has come to interfere, and Salazar jumps up onto the second rope and nails Burden with a missile dropkick to the head as he turns back. Tobias falls to the mat clutching his head.

Johnny: *laughing* Burden should have known better. I?m having so much fun watching this, it makes me want to get up and show them what a real Superstar can do!

Salazar pulls Burden up and downs him with Bliss in the Abyss!

Tito: I don?t get it... why isn?t he going for the pin?

Johnny: Tito... you totally miss the point. Those two aren?t in this for the win. They?re in it to destroy one another. You don?t pin until you've done that.

Both men stay on the mat and the Ref starts the count.

One...



Both still lie there but Salazar starts to move an arm.

Two...



He pushes himself up on one arm.

Three...



He gets to his knees as Burden's hand twitches.

Four...



Burden rolls over.

Five....



Salazar tries to stand and falls back to his knees.

Six...



Burden raises up on his hands and knees.

Seven...



Salazar tries to rise again and succeeds, but is wobbly and favors the injured leg.

Eight...



Burden regains his feet, a glaring smile on his face and explodes toward Salazar, both going back down with an energetic spinning lariat. Burden follows it up with some elbows to The Forsaken?s face, and follows that with a guillotine legdrop, with his opponent attempting to roll out of the way. Seeing he won?t make it, Salazar reaches up and catches Burden?s legs with one hand and punches Burden in the groin as he comes down, but the Ref doesn?t see because he?s behind Burden and his view is blocked. The men in the crowd groan loudly and Tobias hits the mat, rolling.

Tito: *wincing* ....ooooooowwwwwww......

Salazar follows, putting Burden in an Indian Deathlock, but Burden fights back. He rakes his hands down Tyrenus? back, drawing blood several times. Salazar pulls back on the submission and Burden works over his ribs with chops. He slowly inches one hand up Salazar?s back, turning and twisting slightly in the facelock and manages to grab him by the hair and jerks his head back, pulling hard while blindly chopping with his other at Salazar?s face and neck. When Burden goes to rake The Forsaken?s face, Salazar rocks back off his opponent?s shins. Burden punches Salazar?s injured leg, aborting his attempt to pull him up, and causes Salazar to fall back with a low, sloppy DDT.

Burden rolls over and grabs the ropes, pulling himself up while getting his legs back under him. Salazar rolls toward him, reaching for him, the spot he just left smeared with blood. Tobias holds the top rope and commences to jump with both feet on Salazar?s chest before the downed man rolls out of his reach. Burden hangs onto the ropes, holding himself up as he shakes out his legs. The Forsaken rolls away and slowly gets up on hands and knees.

Burden releases the ropes and walks toward him, each step recovering his legs and moving faster. He leaps into the air and hits Salazar in the middle of his back with a double knee drop, forcing Tyrenus back down. Burden grabs his opponent?s head and drives it into the mat several times. Afterwards he pulls Salazar up just enough to knee him in the face several more times, drawing blood from Tyrenus? mouth as well as reopening the forehead wound.

Tito: All that blood! They?ll have to clean the ring before the next match.

Johnny: Quit bitchin and enjoy the match like I am! Besides, this is nothing compared to what?s going to happen in the Brutality Cage. Now THAT can get bloody.

Burden drops The Forsaken, takes a few steps back and rests, leaning against the ropes. Salazar rolls to his side and climbs to his hands and knees. When Burden leaves the ropes to come after him, Salazar drops and rolls out on the apron to the floor.

Tito: Is Salazar running from Burden?

One...



The Forsaken limps around the ring, watching Burden, who just leans back against the ropes watching him.

Two...



Johnny: Burden is resting and Salazar is trying to by staying away from him.

Three...



Salazar turns the corner to the side directly opposite Burden.

Four...



Tyrenus rolls back into the ring and gets to feet to find Burden almost upon him. He flapjacks him over the ropes onto the apron and steps back out, following. They begin exchanging chops, punches and kicks, working their way around the ring.

One...



They head toward the ramp, exhanging rights and lefts and move up it.

Two...



Salazar catches Burden in the jaw with a hard right, stunning him slightly, and grabs him up and steps toward the side of the ramp toward the announcer?s table.

Tito: Holy SHIT!!

Tito scrambles from his seat as Salazar nails a perfect Voluntary Despair on the table with Burden. Johnny sits there, grinning ear to ear, his expression clearly that of someone just waiting for an excuse to be included.

Three...



The crowd echoes Tito?s remark as Salazar rolls off onto the floor.

Four...



Burden moves an arm.

Johnny: C?mon you wimps, get up and give us more before I decide to show you what fighting really is!

Five...



Salazar gets his knees under him and lays there, then starts to push himself up while Burden raises he head and shakes it to clear out the cobwebs, and rubs his neck.

Six...



Burden rolls off the table to his feet, nearly stumbling to the floor, but he catches himself and holds himself up, fresh blood running down his face where he was busted open from the impact with the announce table. He flips Styles off.

Seven...



Salazar gets to his feet, staggering a bit, as does Burden. They both head back to the apron, each getting in another couple hits.

Eight...



Burden kicks Salazar in his injured leg again, knocking him away, but Tyrenus catches the edge of the apron with his ribs. Tobias rolls under.

Nine...



Salazar rolls in and stops the count but Burden shoves him back out. Both men use the ropes to stand and exchange blows through them.

One...



Salazar tries to throw a shoulder between the second and third ropes into Tobias? ribs. Burden steps to the side and kicks Salazar clean in the mouth,

Two...



then proceeds to pound off on Salazar's face with brutal kicks

Three...

Four...



until a dazed Salazar slumps to the outside, half off the apron, hanging with his arms in the ropes.

Five...



Burden walks over to the turnbuckle and leans into it. Unseen by Burden, Pender slips out of the crowd toward Salazar. Burden drops his head and moves to stand, only to find Pender rolling a recovering Salazar back under the ropes. Salazar kicks Pender away and rolls back out. Burden spies the interloper and takes off inside the ring to chase him as he runs around, but Pender slips back into the crowd. Burden stops and turns around only to be decked by Salazar. He gets tangled in the ropes and Salazar uses them to choke him. The Ref immediately calls for him to stop.

Tito: He can?t do that!

Johnny: Oh...look, the little wuss has decided to return to call the match.

Salazar waits until the four count to release Tobias. He backs off but only allows Burden to get out of them before he picks him up and hits a belly-to-back suplex. Both men lie on the mat and the ref once again starts a count.

One...

Two...

Three...



They both start to move.

Four...



Salazar gets to his knees. Burden joins him and throws a punch to The Forsaken?s head, knocking him back down. Burden staggers to his feet with Salazar lying on the mat to catch his breath for a moment, then rolls and raises to hands and knees then gets one foot beneath him and partially rises...

Tito: Oh My God!!! I don?t believe it. Burden just nailed Salazar with the Fading Mage!! It?s gotta be over!!!

Johnny: We?ll just see.

The ref starts the ten count AGAIN!

One!



The Khaostron shows a slow motion replay of Salazar getting up on one foot.

Two!



Burden gathers the last bit of energy and bursts toward his downed opponent.

Three!



Burden steps up on Salazar?s knee, flashbulbs going off numerous times,...

Four!



and hits an axe kick right to the back of his opponent's neck. Flashbulbs continue to go off like strobe lighting.

Five!



Salazar and Burden both fall to the mat. The Khaostron freezes and switches to the live feed from the ring.

Six!



Burden struggles to climb to his knees, crawling for the ropes.

Seven!



He reaches out for the bottom one, misses, then reaches again and grabs it. The Forsaken doesn?t move.

Eight!



He pulls himself up to the second, drawing one foot beneath him. The ref checks on Salazar while continuing to count.

Nine!



Burden pulls his other foot under, and gives a little bounce while reaching for the top rope and pulls himself up.

TEN!!!



The Ref calls for the bell.

Yuri Testkov: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, YOUR WINNER FOR THIS MATCH BY KNOCKOUT..... TOBIAS "THE HEARTLESS" BUUUUURDEEEEEEENNNNNN!!!

Tito: That was a five star match if I ever saw one Johnny!

Johnny: Those two went all out to pick up what's sure to be a big win here at New Era, and Tobias managed to come out just a couple inches ahead.

Backstage, T.H. Power is having a talk with General Manager Jesse James Blackwood. Carpenter is tied down to the electric chair, and his TV title can be seen dangling from the back of the chair.

T.H. Power: Jesse, I know you got some history with Eric Mitchell. I appreciate your not going over my head and rehiring that scumbag.

Jesse James Blackwood, known in his asskicking days as Samhain, studies Carpenter.

JJB: I?m not here to fuck you over T.H., just to help TKOW see the light of day again. I feel for you, not wanting to take back people that left this fed when it needed it the most.

*BUZZ*



JJB presses a button.

JJB: Yes Cynthia?

Cynthia: You said to let you know when Duke McFilthy passed by my office. I heard him mumbling about ?that fucking Blackwood? as he huffed by.

JJB: Thank you Cynthia.

T.H. Power: Hey, I know what?ll be a hoot. Carp, when he walks in here, you nod your little masked head, and I?ll take care of the rest.

Carpenter: Fuck you twinkletoes.

T.H. Power: If you do, I?ll make sure we wind up in the Gauntlet together.

Carpenter: Deal!

T.H. Power: Anyway. Jesse, you?re doing a bang up job here, but I need to ask you. Will you lace em up one more time and enter the King of Submissions Invitational?

JJB: Whatta I know about submissions?

T.H. shrugs.

T.H. Power: What did the Rock know? What does Cena know? Just learn one!

The door opens behind the Owner and the GM, and Carpenter glances up, sees Duke in a huff, and nods his head.

T.H. Power: And another thing. Fuck Duke McFilthy, that fucking douchebag.

Duke?s eyes widen, glaring daggers of cold death through T.H. Power?s back. In a BIGGER huff, Duke 180?s and leaves as T.H. turns around-

T.H. Power: Why Duke nice to see- Hey! Where?d he go?

Jesse shrugs, and Carpenter starts to laugh...

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The cameras start to roll after they come back from the comercial break. It shows Saphron grabbing something to drink at a table. Then a figure steps foward, still surrounded in shadows.

Voice: What do you think about your actions?

Saphron: What do I think? Damn it! I could've been left paralysed or dead because of that attack last week. And for what? Nothing.

Voice: Are you sure about that?

Saphron turned around quickly and spoke with a just tone.

Saphron: Yes, yes I do. And I'm sure that my brother, Crim, will agree with me on this. Outer Force isn't going to stand for this any longer!

He then storms off from the table as the figure steps out, revealing Hector Orlouge.

Hector: And what if he don't?

The Khaostron moves Hector to one of the side screens as the main screen shows Soulfly, who is already in his ring attire, the black sweatpants, with flaming potleafs going up the sides of the legs, and adorning a pair of shades. And alongside him stands Alice Allure, who is dressed somewhat differently than what we're acustomed to, her hairs pulled back in a pony tail, she has on a black Pantera T-shirt, and some black jeans with the chain accesories on the side. D-matic stands on the other side of Fly, and he is wearing a Nebraska Cornhuskers football jersey. Playboy Bill Jakes stands somewhat to the left of the trio with a microphone in his hand.

Playboy: Before New Era began, GM Jesse James Blackwood added a stipulation to tonight's main event, in which he has barred Section 8, Tobias Burden, and The FIRM from ringside and went on to say that if any of these parties went against his orders that there would be severe repercussions. Soulfly, how does this change your gameplan going into tonights world title match with Phoenix?

Fly: It doesn't change a damn thing Tito. I don't need anyone to help me tonight. I will go out there and beat Phoenix like a dick in a whorehouse regardless of who is at ringside, regardless of who's in the back, regardless of who the referee is, regardless of who's sitting in the front row, and regardless of who's watching at home. As a matter of fact, that helps me, as it keeps his lover boys T.H. Power and Kid Styles backstage and allow me to capture the world title once again.

Playboy: What are your thoughts on the match itself?

Fly: In less than one hour Phoenix will step into the ring with me and, once again, I will walk out as TKOW World Champion. I will go down in history books as being the first ever two time World Champion in TKOW history, and I will be the first man to ever beat Phoenix in a TKOW ring, an...

Voice: I don't think so.

The camera zooms out as Ghalleon walks into the shot.

Ghalleon: You will not be the next TKOW champion, and you damn sure won't be the first man to beat Phoenix in TKOW. Those distinctions will belong to ME at Megabowl after I pummel Kid Styles to claim my rightfull place as the number one contender for the world title.

Fly: Bitch, you won't make it out of New Era, much less make it to Megabowl.

Ghalleon: And you have a better chance? You're washed up. You're a has-been. You are the past, and I am the present and the future. You need to go smoke your "fuel source" because when Phoenix is done with you the last thing on your mind... In fact, the only thing on your mind will be having to go through the rest of your life knowing that Phoenix made you... his bitch.

Soulfly tries to swing at Ghalleon but Alice and D quickly restrain him and keep him at bay.

Ghalleon: Go and soften up Phoenix for me, Soulfly. We all know you can't beat him, but I can.

Ghalleon walks away laughing as Fly stares him down, trying to get out of his stablemates grasps.

Fly: You better watch your fucking back, Ghalleon!

The Duke and Meghan McFilthy can be seen backstage. Duke is steamed after his foray into the General Manager?s office, and Meghan is trying to calm him down.

Meghan: Duke, please. You need to stop worrying about some stupid off color comments and focus! You have a great opportunity here tonight. Win the Gauntlet, and show everyone just how serious they need to take you!

The Duke: No Meghan! I?m The Duke! I should be getting a title shot! So what if I couldn?t beat Alice Allure or Carpenter. Whoopdee doo that I spent weeks in Intensive Care over an attack that most people would have bounced back from in a few days. I?m the shit! No one puts down The Duke!! RAR!!

Meghan: I?ll go get you your laxative so you can ease a little more of that stick out of your ass.

Meghan leaves, clearly indifferent towards her brother/husband/lover/whatevers problems.

The Duke: *grumbling* I like having this stick up my ass. *yelling* DID I TELL YOU I DESERVE A TITLE SHOT?! I RULE LIKE THAT YOU KNOW!!

In a flash of black and red, someone assails Duke with a vicious shot from a large metal container!

Voice: Oh yeah bitch!! PAYBACK TIME!!

Tito: No-

Johnny: -fucking-

Tito: -way!!

Both: Elmo?!?!

It is indeed the red furred muppet creature, a staple of SCW programming. At least until Duke burned him a new one. The burning is still evident, as parts of the red fuzz are charred and black or grey. Elmo smashes the metallic container into Duke over and over, then drops it, mounts Duke, and starts wailing away, busting Duke wide open!

Tito: That?s a can of gasoline!

Elmo continues to thrash on Duke, oblivious to the camera.

Elmo: You think what I did to you LAST TIME hurt? You won?t get out of the hospital for a year this time fucker! THAT?S IF YOU SURVIVE!!

Elmo rips off one of the fuzzy hands, revealing a brass knuckle underneath, showing how he could keep The Duke down with furry fists of, well, fury.

Meghan: NO!!

Meghan rushes to her, whatevers, aid, only to have Elmo turn and crack her a good one in the chin with his brass knuckled fist. She crumples like a sack of taters.

Elmo: Elmo thinks it?s time for some ADULT fun!

Elmo drops to a straddle on top of her and rips off her shirt. He turns his fuzzy head and thumbsup the camera, then rips off her bra and dives in!

Elmo: Shit! Stupid head getting in my fucking way!

Elmo pulls his head up, tilting it back towards the camera, and dives in again!

Elmo: Well THAT didn?t help.

The Duke: YOU?!? I?ll kill you ?

Elmo backhands him (still brassed) to shut him up. He stands up, puts his head back on, and steps off camera, grabbing a satchel. He opens it up and pulls out a strap-on, which he begins to attach to Meghan?s waist!

Tito: I don?t think I like where this is going?

He starts pulling her unconscious form to her feet, to adjust the strap-on, but Duke also starts to stand. He shifts her under his arm, then backfists a bloody Duke in the gnads, grabs his face and puts it into his shoulder, then drops, DDT?ing and front facebusting the McFilthy duo!

Johnny: You know, there was a time when Duke was respected.

Tito: I get the feeling that time has passed?

Elmo rolls Meghan over, then yanks down Duke?s pants, exposing his rear to the world. He deadlifts Meghan onto Duke?s back and situates her legs to straddle his, then grabs the strap-on and starts maneuvering it into Duke?s pants!

Tito: Oh that?s too much! Somebody cut away from that!

Once Elmo is satisfied, he stands up and admires his work.

Elmo: You will never. NEVER. Forget the name of *imitates Goldust?s breathing in* Ellllllllmmooooooooah!!

Elmo grabs the gascan and rips off the top, throwing it at the camera man, then stands over the McFilthy?s and begins dousing them.

The gas stirs Meghan, and she begins shifting her weight, which (one way or the other!) is noticed by Duke, who also starts to stir!

Elmo drops the can and pulls a zippo out of his bag.

Elmo: The Duke, The Duke, The Duke is on fire. The Duke, The Duke, The Duke is on fire. We don?t need no water let the motherfucker burn. Burn motherfucker.

Elmo flips the lid and lights the zippo.

Elmo: Burn.

He turns and starts to walk away, then throws the zippo over his shoulder.

And the shot cuts back to ringside.

Tito: No!! Not then! What, what happened!! What the hell is wrong with you people!

The shot goes back to the hallway, where the camera is focused in on a hand holding the zippo, still lit, six inches off the ground, and the McFilthy?s shaking behind it. As the camera pans back, we see Kid Styles flip the lid of the zippo back down as Phoenix and the Birds of Prey arrive.

Kid: Too late. The guy's gone.

Phoenix: Who woulda thought that crazy muppet would go that far.

Kid: He said something about attacking Duke before. You think he?s the one that?s been beating up everyone lately?

Phoenix: I?m not taking any chances. Split up and track him down, now. I?ll watch these two till Security can take over.

Section 8 breaks and Phoenix is left pondering who is indeed behind the attacks.

Yuri Testkov: THE FOLLOWING BOUT IS THE BRUTALITY GAUNTLET, AND WILL FEATURE FIVE OF THE NASTIEST SUPERSTARS IN TKOW~! IN THE RING, BLOOOOOD, CHIIIIIIIIILD~!

Tito: I've been informed that due to his injuries and near burned experience, Duke McFilthy will not be participating in tonights Gauntlet, and will be taking an unknown amount of time off.


A heavy organ blast hits the speakers and, beat by beat, rises into "Phantom of the Opera" as lightning hits the top of the KhaosTron and the screen "explodes", revealing the name "Carpenter" written in dripping blood. Carpenter, free from his normal restraints, stalks onto the stage. He cracks his neck and pulls the metal facemask on.


Yuri Testkov: COMING TO THE RING, FROM RED BANK NEW JERSEY, STANDING 6 FEET 2 INCHES AND WEIGHING 210 POUNDS, THE CRAZIEST BASTARD IN THIS ARENA, CARARRRRRPENTERRRRRR~!


Carpenter eyes Blood Child, who's already in the Brutality Cage, as he shifts his bulky coat around.



Carpenter takes off his jacket before he enters the cage, and we can now see why his coat was so puffed.

Tito: Oh my god...is that...what I think it is?

Johnny: It certainly is Poppi. It's Clench's prostetic leg. Remember, Clench is retarded so he's possibly staying at the same loony bin as Carpenter. Hopefully Carpenter killed him in the process of getting the leg.

Carpenter runs at Blood Child with the leg, and swings it connecting with Blood Childs face. Blood Child stumbles back and Carp stays on the attack, by smacking BC across the back several times with the leg. Carpenter tosses the leg asie, and reaches into the side of the cage, and pulls out a 2x4, wrapped in barbwire. BC is struggling to get to his feet, Carpenter steps up onto the second rope in the corner, and raises the weapon above his head. He waits for BC to get to his feet, and for BC to turn around. Carp leaps off, and swings down, sending the 2X4 down ontop of BC's head. After BC hits the ground, Carp stands by his head, and takes a golf swing with it, and smacks BC right in the face, the barbwire ripping into his skin.

Carpenter takes the 2X4 and hits it across the top turnbuckle, and yanks it off, ripping the pad off in the process. Satisfied with this, Carpenter then lodges the 2x4 into the corner, so taht whenever someone gets whipped into this particular one, they'll get a nasty surprise. Once it's set to his liking, Carp turns around, and gets rammed right into his own hellacious creation by BC. BC, having changed the momentum, reaches in between the bars and pulls out a crowbar. HE turns to Carp and swings high, connecting with his chest, and then swings for the stomach, then the knees, then the stomach, then the chest again. Carpenter then shouts out

"Is that the best you got pussy!"

BC swings again, in an uppercut fashion, and catches carp right under the chin. Carp seems to just lay in the turnbuckle, as BC fiddles around the bottom of the cage, looking for something just right, and he pulls out a cheese grater. He turns around, only to get dropkicks back to the mat. Carpenter picks up the cheese grater, and stands over BC. After a couple of knuckle shots to the back of the head, Carp begins rubbing BC's face into the grater, further ripping into the skin. After he's done, Carp holds the grater up in the air above his head, and it's dripping with blood. Now, Carp looks into the cage, and he finds a glass bottle, full of hard liqour (We're talking 190 Proof) and a pack of matches. Carp opens up the bottle and pours the alcohol onto the barbed wire baseball bat. When he's done, he turns around and sees Blood child running at him, so he swings with the bottle and breaks it over BC's head, sending him crashing into the mat. Carp reaches down and picks up one of the glass shards from the bottom, and cuts it across his arm, to get an adrenaline rush off the pain, then he hops down and drags the shard into the forehead of BC.

After he carves "CMC" into BCs forehead, he tosses it aside, and picks up the matches. Then he picks up BC, and lays him into the ropes. He strikes a match, drops it onto the alcohol soaked 2x4 and thus, sets it ablaze. Now, armed with a fiery weapon, Carpenter takes the searing hot weapon and takes it right to blood child. After about seven swings, the fire dies down and Carpenter gets bored with this weapon and goes to find another. And he pulls out a stop sign. He positions it in the middle of the ring, and turns to BC. He DDT's him onto the stop sign. Well, he tries to. BC picks Carpenter up and spinebusters him onto the stop sign. Knowing he has to stay on Carp, BC drags carp up and sets him up for a pumphandle slam, but instead of slamming him down, he runs and tosses Carp into the side of the cage. Carp's clothing and bandages get caught in the barbwire, and he hangs there for a minute. BC pulls something big out from near the canvas, it happens to be a 45 pound weight used on a bench press. He takes it and hurls it at Carpenter, and it hits Carpenter below the belt. The impact is enough to cause him to fall from the side of the cage. And Carpenter doesnt seem to be moving. The ref starts the ten count.

Ref:

One

Two

Three

Four



BC turns to celebrate, thinking Carpenter will stay down, but just at that instance, Carpenter leaps to his feet. Seeing where BC is, he quickly heads to the nearby turnbuckle, climbs it, reaches up to grab the bars on the cage ceiling, and starts climbing across, as if they were monkey bars. Almost every other bar, he grabs ahold of barbwire, but it doesn't seem to bother Carp. He positions himself behind BC, grabs something from up top, and watches BC. Just as the big man turns around, Carp swings himself towards him, and catches him with a hurricarrana. Carp had also pulled a chain down with him when he came down, and he wraps that around BC's neck and pulls back, trying to rip his neck off with the chain. After a few moments Carp releases the hold, but only so he can find him a new "toy" and he finds not one, but two of them. A steel chair and a sledgehammer. He takes the chair, and positions it around the ankle of BC, and then starts wailing the chair with the sledgehammer in an attempt to break the big mans ankle. And after the 5th shot, he may have. So he takes the sledgehammer and slams it down across BC's back for good measure and toss it aside.

Carpenter drags BC over to the Stop sign, and sets him up for a piledriver and hits it. Dead on the sign. The ref starts the count.

Ref:

One

Two

Three

Four



Carpenter doesn't want this match to end just yet, and he climbs a nearby turnbuckle.

Five

Six



A swanton from Carpenter and the ref stops the count. Carp drags BC to a standing position, but BC isn't exactly "finished" as he grabs Carp by the throat and choke tosses him across the ring. His foot gives out and he falls next to the ropes. He reaches and grabs something out of the cage. He struggles to stand, but it is extremly difficult, as he has to support all his weight on one foot. Carp is up and heads over, and we see what it was BC pulled out of the cage. Pepper spray. He sprays it right into the mask, aiming at the eye holes, and he manages to get some into the eyes. Carpenter falls straight to the mat, blinded by this, and gives BC a great advantage. BC hobbles over and picks up a kendo stick. He wobbles back over to Carp and starts wailing away with the stick on carp's back, delivering several loud shots, before the stick actually breaks into two pieces. BC falls to a sitting position, grabs the chain and the smaller stick, and makes a makeshift cast around his right ankle, to give him some kind of support to continue.

Tito: Quick thinking on the part of BC to give him better leverage when he stands.

Johnny: It's not going to help him. Carpenter's too crazy for him.

It takes him a hot minute to complete his ankle support and, by the time BC has finished attending to his injury, Carp is already on his feet, and has found something in the cage. He turns around and nails BC with a right hand, and the aide of the knuckles, sends him sprawling. Carp then whips out the handcuffs he found in the cage, and cuffs both of BCs arms behind his back. The masked mad man then goes to work, as he pulls BC up and slams his head facefirst into the exposed turnbuckle. He then turns him around and lays him into the turnbuckle and nails him a couple of times with right hands in the temple to leave him in wonderland for a few moments. Carp pulls out a plain 2x4 from the cage wall and sets it up in front of BC, using the Turnbuckle to support it. He then pulls a 22 inch TV from the cage and sets it on the 2x4.

Tito: What is Carpenter doing?

Johnny: The thing he does best, hurt people.

Carpenter pulls another chain from the cage, throws a few more knuckle shots to the head for good measure and heads to the center of the ring. He tosses one end of the chain up into the top of the cage, so that it crosses over a bar and comes back down to him. He takes both ends of the chains and heads to the corner opposite BC. And climbs to the top, still holding both ends of the chains. The middle of the chain is still hung on the cage's bar. Carpenter leaps off the turnbuckle and swings along the chain across the ring, and when the swing reaches it's highest point, he lets go of it, and flys forward, dropkicking the TV straight into BC's face, and the screen shatters.

Carpenter himself is hurt from the move, as his back came down across the sledgehammer, but he's moving around on the mat, keeping the referee from initiating a count. Finally Carp gets to his feet. He seems to be satisfied with his work thus far, and looks for one more toy, to send things off right. And what better weapon, than a noose. HE wraps it around BC's neck, and drags him out to the center of the ring. Carpenter ties the other end of it to the chain, and pulls it so that BC's toes is barely touching the mat. Carpenter wraps the chain around a turnbuckle, so as to keep BC hanging while he has his fun. He picks up the sledgehammer. A shot to the ankle, an shot to the knees, a shot to the ribs, to the stomach, to the chest, to the shoulder and to the head. Tosses it aside. Picks up the pepper spray and gives BC a return spray. This one is more agonizing to BC than the prior shot was to Carp, due to the fact that BC's face is solid red from all the lacerations on his face. And pepper spray and open wounds don't mix. At all.

And Carp pulls out a bottle of beer from the cage. He smashes it over BCs head, then starts stabbing BC with it, repeatedly. Not yet satisfied, he picks up some of the larger pieces, and stabs them into BCs chest and arms, making sure that they stay in. Then he finds some loose barb wire, and wraps it around BC's ribs, takes the plain two by four, and starts swinging away with it, nearly a dozen times, when the 2x4 finally gives way, and cracks into several pieces.

Then, Carp goes to town with the brass knucks and the 187 Pummeling. He starts with the body shots. Normally, you can count the number of body shots, but this tim Carp's just throwing them wildly, and with BC unable to defend himself, he just looses it. Maybe 25 alternating right and left hand shots to the body. But most likely more. It's almost impossible to count the way he's throwing em. Then he switches to the head, and he slows down, so he can get more power behind these shot. He alternates parts of the head with each hand. Four to the jaw, four to the nose, four to the forehead, four to each side of the forehead, one to the throat AND... a vicious swinging double axehandle, with such force that it actually breaks the chain and sends BC sprawling to the mat.

Tito: Stick a fork in him, he's done.

And Carpenter does just that, as he picks up a fork near the ropes and stabs it in the stomach of BC, then backs up and starts punching himself in the sides of the head with the knuckles as the referee counts out BC.

Ref:

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Six

Seven

Eight

Nine

Ten.



Yuri Testkov: YOUR WINNER, THE LAST MAN STANDING, CAARRRRRRRPENTERRRR~!

Tito: Blood Child might be dead after that heinous attack!

Johnny: We could only hope! He sucked ass. Lots of ass.

EMT's rush the ring as John Valery checks on an unconcious Blood Child. Carpenter mimics yawning and takes a seat in the far corner, and begins to nod off. The EMT's place Blood Child on a board and start to carry him out of the ring.

Tito: My goodness. Is there anyone in this Gauntlet that can stand up to the evil that is Carpenter?

Johnny: If there is, we might be screwed out of some more good old maimings. Bring on the next corpse!


NOW- IS THE TIME- FOR ME TO RISE- TO MY FEEEEET-
WIPE YOUR SPIT- FROM MY FACE- WIPE THESE TEARS- FROM MY EYYYEEESSSSS


The "8" logo bounces around the KhaosTron, jumping around the HPWA logo as T.H. Power emerges from the backstage area to "I Will Be Heard".



Yuri Testkov: THE NEXT ENTRY, HAILING FROM NEWARK NEW JERSEY, STANDING SIX FOOT FOUR AND WEIGHING TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY FIVE POUNDS, HE IS THE LEADER OF SECTION 8, HE IS THE OWNER OF TKOW, HE IS, T., H., POOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWEEEERRRRRRRRRR~!

Power runs down the ramp, passing the EMT's as he wraps Phoenix's manrikigusari (ninja chain) around his fist. He takes off his sunglasses and throws them into the crowd before climbing the steps and stepping into the cage.



Tito: He DID promise to meet Carpenter in this thing earlier tonight.

Johnny: Finally! The gods have answered my prayers and Power's gonna get a WHOOPIN!!

Tito: You just don't like him much do you?

Johnny: Who am I Joey Styles? I love everyone. As long as they cater to me...

Power runs full speed at Carpenter and falls into a low dropkick CRUSHING the psycho in the corner.

Tito: The boss off to a BEAUTIFUL start.

Power stays down, shifting onto his knees, and starts sending chain-wrapped fists into Carpenter?s chest. Carpenter shudders under the first few shots before striking back, sending a brass knuckled hand towards Power?s face. T.H. scrambles back, only taking a glancing blow to the cheek.

Johnny: The masked menace wakes up and he?s ready to go back to work!

Power slowly stands, regarding Carpenter, who also pulls himself to his feet. Carpenter raises both fists, then notices the knucks are still on. He lets out a low, guttural laugh and pulls them both off, throwing them outside of the cage! He leans back and waves for T.H. to bring the fight to him!

Tito: Carpenter seems to want this to last.

Power grabs a crowbar and rushes in, swinging high. Carpenter ducks and forward rolls, coming up with the 2x4! He turns and swings, but Power swings his crowbar as well, and the two weapons collide. Each man pulls back, resets themselves, and swing again.

Tito: Neither man giving the other an inch. They?re just dueling right now!

As Carpenter tries to swing again, Power deflects the shot with the crowbar in his left hand as he lets the manrikigusari fall free. As the weapons fall away, Power swings the chain up and lets the weighted end momentum itself around Carpenter?s exposed neck twice before dropping the crowbar and catching the chain. He twists the ends and steps past Carpenter, and uses the chain to pull Carpenter down into a neckbreaker.

Johnny: I?m bored!

Carpenter swings wildly with the 2x4, forcing Power to release the chain. He grabs the first thing he can reach from the side of the cage-

Tito: A chestplate of knight?s armor? You don?t think that?s from-

Both: Nah.

Power turns as Carpenter scrambles to his feet and attacks. He deflects the 2x4 with the plate and slams it into Carpenter?s facemask. Not letting up, he keeps ramming the armor into his mask, driving him backwards. Carpenter drops the 2x4 and rips the armor out of Power?s hands and drops it to one side, exclaiming Nigga please!. Unfazed, Power quickly grabs Carpenter with both hands around his chain-wrapped neck and drops him onto the chestpiece with a falling two-handed chokebomb!

Tito: He?s folded in half! Power just cracked Carpenter?s back in two with that move!

Johnny: Least we finally got to see some action!

T.H. stands up and grabs Carpenter?s mask, yanking it off to reveal his bandaged face. The mask goes the way of the knucks as he takes a minute to choose his next weapon.

Tito: Power grabs a pair of chairs that are sitting between the ropes and the cagesides.

Power sets both chairs up, facing each other and touching, then turns back to Carpenter-

-who wails him in the guy with a stickball bat. He brings two fingers to his lips, as if he?s taking a hit, and uses the stickball bat to side russian legsweep Power to the mat!

Johnny: That?s a Soulfly move!

Tito: Indeed, Carpenter doing his worst Soulfly impersonation with a Downstroy!

Carpenter grabs Power?s legs and starts twisting them, steps over, and applies a standing texas cloverleaf, jamming the stickball bat in for extra leverage.

Tito: Can?t win this thing with a submission move.

Johnny: But he can tear some cartilage, maybe break a couple bones!

Carpenter leans into the move, wrenching at Power?s legs, relishing as T.H. yells out, trying to fight the pain. Carpenter pushes harder, even punching at Power?s legs, knees, whatever areas he can reach, just to intensify the move and make it hurt even worse.

Tito: I don?t think Carpenter has any interest in breaking the cloverleaf anytime soon.

Johnny: Good! Maybe if he disables Power we won?t have to see him anymore!

Tito: Cause he?s been around SO much recently.

Johnny: So he?s getting better. I want fast relief man! Get him off my TV!

Carpenter keeps on the damage, ignoring the amount of time that is passing. The crowd starts to jeer him, getting restless, being as it had been too long since the last bloodletting.

Finally Carpenter drops Power?s legs and steps back to survey the damage. He seems pleased as Power writhes on the ground, clutching at his legs, and strolls to the turnbuckle. Power growls, trying to suck up the pain, and grabs at the steel chairs he set up. As Carpenter climbs, Power manages to get halfway to his feet and fold one up.

Before Carpenter can turn around, he heaves the chair at the corner and falls over. The chair smashes into the back of Carpenter?s leg and he loses his balance, falls, and crotches himself on the turnbuckle. He falls back into a tree of woe when his legs get caught on the cage bars.

Tito: Power managed to save himself from an aerial attack.

Johnny: But is there anything left in his legs?

Tito: For Carpenter? I bet he?ll find SOMETHING.

Power uses the other chair and pushes himself up again, then uses the chair almost as a walker to limp to the corner. He measures Carpenter and sets the chair down, still setup, and grabs Carp?s head, lifting him out of the tree, and pulls him off the turnbuckle into a neckbreaker through the chair!

Tito: A LITTLE OFF THE TOP! Power just demolished that steel chair with Carpenter?s body!

Carpenter rolls on the mat, grabbing at his back, as Power grabs the ropes and pulls himself up once more. As Carpenter starts to stand, Power shoves his mitt into a glove wrapped in razorwire and covered with glass. Carpenter moves in and Power, using the ropes for a bit of steam, charges through Carpenter with a rock solid blow to the face with the glove!

Tito: Carpenter?s bleeding! He?s bleeding through the bandages!

Johnny: Looks like I underestimated Power?s resolve.

Carpenter gets up as Power is on the return trip, and takes ANOTHER solid shot to the face! Carpenter gets up again, and again Power goes to the face, but this time Carpenter sidesteps him and grabs him by the collar and waist, using his own momentum against him, and throws him HARD into the barbedwire cage side! Carpenter grabs Power by the back of the head and slams his face into the bars, busting him open, then pulls the manrikigusari off his neck and wraps it around T.H.?s, threading it through the cage bars and locking the ends shut!

Tito: I don?t think Carpenter?s too pleased that Power staged a comeback.

Johnny: Break him for all of us!

Carpenter forces T.H.?s body around and yanks off the glove as Power hangs against the ropes and cage. He mockingly slaps the glove across T.H.?s face, as if challenging him to a duel, and throws the glove away. He walks to one side of the cage and pulls down a framed portrait of T.H. Power dressed as Napolean, walks back to Power, and smashes it over Power?s head, sending glass flying.

He leaves the portrait hanging and goes to the other side of the ring to get the chair Power threw at him. Power shakes through his daze and with shaking hands, undoes the locking ends of the ninja chain, freeing himself. He holds himself back against the cage as Carpenter turns back towards him, chair in hand. Carpenter charges in with a big overhand swing, but Power drops to his ass at the last second and Carpenter connects with the cage!

Power sends an uppercut jab into Carpenter?s privates, doubling the maniacal one over, and pulls himself up once more. He forces Carpenter to bend over backwards and X-Twists him to the mat!

Tito: I didn?t think this match could possibly last this long! T.H. Power isn?t giving Carpenter an inch!

Johnny: It doesn?t matter! Carpenter can survive anything! You mark my words, Power is going to be a broken mess when Carpenter gets through with him!

Power strains and picks himself up off the mat, still favoring his legs. He grabs Carpenter and pulls him up too, sending a few right hands at his now red bandaged face. He whips him into the corner and grabs the chair, then limps to the opposite corner.

Tito: What?s Power trying to do now?

Power takes a few deep breaths then takes off on a run at Carpenter! Halfway across the ring he tosses the chair at Carpenter, who catches it, and then he leaps into a stinger splash!!

Tito: PINK SLIP!! Pink Slip with a chair!

Power slides back along the ropes, grimacing over the strain on his knees, as Carpenter drops the chair and falls forward face first. The ref starts the ten count but Power isn?t waiting.

Johnny: T.H. is going for wood!

Power hauls lumber from between the ropes and the cage wall and starts setting it up adjacent to a corner. As the ref hits four, he moves to another corner and pulls out a pane of inch thick glass, what used to be an office door, and lays it on top of the table. The ref is at nine, but Carpenter is up to his knees and the count stops. Power grabs a florescent light bulb off the cage ceiling as Carpenter comes up with a kendo stick.

*CRASH*

Power smashes the bulb over Carpenter?s head.

*CRACK*

Carpenter returns the assault, cracking the kendo stick over Power?s noggin.

Johnny: They?re going for more!

Both men grab at the hanging weapons, once more coming up with bulb and stick, respectively.

*CRASH* *CRACK*

Again both swings connect, and both men stagger. They both reach up, and bring down MORE weapons?

*clickHIZZZZZZZZ* *clickHIZZZZZZZZ*

Tito: No way?

Johnny: Way?

Both men now stand holding Force FX lightsabers. T.H.?s is green and Carpenter?s is red. They each stare at the glowing objects, but only for a moment, and then they attack each other!

The sounds of the fight can barely be picked up via the camera mic as they connect the blades of the sabers again and again, actually managing to DUEL in the middle of the ring. Carpenter gets the upper hand, fencing Power?s blade away from him and using BOTH sabers to point at Power?s throat. Power, however, grabs the lit blades and rips them from the handle housing, then uses both together to bash Carpenter in the side of the head.

As Power starts to pick Carpenter up, Carpenter mule kicks him in the nads and grabs him for a stunner, flips over his back into a sitout reverse ddt!

Tito: Carpenter hit Judgment! Is it enough to keep Power down??

Johnny: It doesn?t seem to me like Carpenter cares.

Carpenter finds his coat and pulls out a bottle of lighter fluid and starts spraying it on the glass covered table Power setup. Once he empties the bottle, he fishes out a Bic and a pair of handcuffs and lights up the table! The flames jump as the ref gets to six, and Carpenter starts pulling Power to his feet, and slaps the cuffs on one of Power's wrists. He shoves Power's arms behind him and locks on the other cuff!

Tito: Carpenter's not giving Power another chance in this one! He's helpless!

Carpenter lays in some knees to Power?s gut, pulling him closer to the corner nearest the table. He gets underneath him and shoves him to a sitting position on the top rope. Carpenter goes in low, getting his arms under Power?s legs, and forcing Power up onto his shoulders. He stands, putting everything he has into keeping the bigger man up, and takes two steps towards the table. He places his hands under Power?s butt, steadies, and shoves, pushing him off his shoulder and forward face first down into and through the fire, glass, and table!!

Tito: OH MY GOD!! ELECTRIC CHAIR BOMB FROM CARPENTER!!

One!



Johnny: Carpenter just put Power through flame, glass, and wood!

Tito: He can?t survive that!! It?s too much to ask!!

Carpenter sits down and begins to rock, his head turning, looking around at the flashbulbs and the cage, as the ref continues.

Four!



Tito: Carpenter?s moving on in this one. He?s managed to put down the boss.

Carpenter suddenly stops and scurries to his knees, hovering over Power.

Seven!



He hears the count and gets to his feet, and grabs Power, dragging him to his knees and stopping the count!!

Johnny: What?s he doing?!?

Carpenter forces T.H. to his feet and roughly slams him back into the turnbuckle. He moves away and grabs a chair, then opens it and sets it under a slumping Power. He creates a box with his two thumbs and index fingers, framing Power, then nods-

-and falls over.

One!



Tito: What the-

Two!



Johnny: What?s he doing?!?

Tito: This doesn?t make any sense! What could he be thinking?

Five!



Johnny: It?s finally happened.

Tito: What?

Johnny: He lost his damned mind!

Eight!



Tito: This can?t end like this!

Ten!!!



Yuri Testkov: YOUR WINNER, THE LAST MAN STANDING, T., H., POOWWWWWWWEEERRRRRRR~!

Carpenter stands up in the ring as the referee unlocks the cage door. He steps over to a dazed Power and pats him on the head.

Carpenter: I'm afraid I have things to do that are more important then this little battledome of yours. You enjoy whoever comes out next. And don't bother waiting up for me.

Carpenter leaves the cage and hops the barricade as the KhaosTron heads backstage.

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Saphron: Come on Crim, we can't go on like this. Hell, your neck still isn't fully healed from the fight you had with Dusty Dynamite last year!

Crim: Shhh! If Power found that out, then I'll defantly won't have a job! I can't aford to loose my job here.

Saphron: And what do you think will happen if we keep getting beat on by Ghalleon's enemies? We'll end up useless or dead. I can't keep going on like this, I need out of The Order.

Saphron walks to the door.

Crim: What about Outer Force?

Saphron places his left hand on the door knob and turns it.

Saphron: If you agree with me, then we'll still be a team. If not, I'm sure I can find a partner.

Crim sighs deeply and speaks with a relaxed tone.

Crim: I am tired of loosing and we're always being served to the Birds. Maybe you are right, maybe we'll break away from The Order.


The lights go down with smoke filling the stage as the opening chords of "Have A Nice Day" by Bon Jovi inundate the arena. A back light suddenly illuminates through the smoke revealing a large muscular male form. The lights gradually rise and Matt Griffen strides out into view.


Yuri Testkov: COMING TO THE RING, FROM BOWLING GREEN KENTUCKY, STANDING 6 FEET 8 INCHES AND WEIGHING 325 POUNDS, ONE THIRD OF THE BIRDS OF PREY, MATT, GRRRRRRIIFFENNNN~!


He looks down at the cage and sadly shakes his head and starts to walk down to the ring, weight bar in hand.



Tito: He?s not going to?

Johnny: Oh and I thought that Carpenter facing T.H. was going to be good? This is SO much more fun?

Matt steps into the cage as Power struggles to stand, blinking away the blood running down his face and wobbling on his cloverleaf damaged legs. Matt lays down the bar and approaches Power as the door closes and is locked.

Tito: It looks like Matt is asking Power to lay down.

Johnny: That?s not fun! We paid for bloodshed!!

Tito: What? You?re paid to be here, not the other way around.

Power, still in a daze, is shaking his head ?no?, and Matt starts pleading with him. Power?s eyes get wide and clear suddenly, and he spits blood at Matt! Power sends a kick into Matt?s gut, enough to double him over, then repeats the kick! He keeps going, kicking out Matt?s knee from the side, then limps into the ropes, comes off and BOOTS the side of Griffen?s head!!

Tito: Power?s not giving this one up!! Carpenter left him for dead at the hands of his next opponent, but Power?s showing he?s hot a corpse yet!

Johnny: I?ll be damned Tito. I didn?t think the tycoon had it in him.

Tito: I?m betting Matt didn?t realize it either!

As Griffen is on his hands and knees, shaking off the stiff kick, Power comes off the OTHER ropes and falls into a dropkick, straight into Griffen?s kidneys, bowling him over. Matt rolls through this attack, rolling right back to his knees, the fire starting to light in his eyes. Yet he once again starts to plead with Power while Power is shoving his face in the mat trying to get back to HIS knees.

Power starts yelling at mat, but his words come out as a jumbled mess. Regardless of what he?s actually saying, the mic picks up the angry tone is his voice. Matt gets a sad look in his face and he gets up and pulls up T.H. by his ?Don?t Cross the Boss? HPWA shirt, which is pretty bloody. Power growls and shoulder charges Matt, then uses his head to crack Griffen in the chin. Matt flares and grabs Power again, by the collar, and throws him HARD into the nearest turnbuckle.

Tito: I think Power is finally getting Matt to see this match his way.

Johnny: Tito, is Power smiling?

Tito: It?s hard to tell with all that blood on his face.

Indeed Power is smiling. He starts out of the corner, and Matt?s eyes widen, and he yells ?No! Don?t you do it!? at Power, but the boss is already on the move. T.H. throws a huge boot at Matt, who easily dodges it, and quickly locks Power in a capture suplex. In a swift motion, he hoists Power up and falls, slamming him backfirst onto his knee!

Tito: PREY BASHER!! GRIFFEN JUST CRUSHED POWER WITH A PREY BASHER!!

With Power down and Matt backing off, looking very upset, the ref starts to count.

Johnny: And Power totally set him up to do it. He knew how Matt would react to that kick.

The ref hits five and Matt is pacing, motioning for the ref to hurry.

Tito: I?m just sorry that Power had to enter the match in this condition. He?s got a big fire in him.

After what seems like an eternity, the ref hits ten, and calls for the bell.

Yuri Testkov: THE LAST MAN STANDING, MATT, GRRRRRIIIFFFFFFFFFENNNNNNN~!!

Matt grabs Carpenter?s coat and fishes through the pockets, finding the key to the cuffs, and frees T.H. as EMT?s rush the ring for the second time that night.

Tito: I don?t think anyone?s going to take the boss lightly from now on.

As the EMT?s help Power out of the cage-


The lights dim in the arena and "Hardcore" by FEEL blasts through the loud speakers. Bob Lancelot walks through the curtain, he is wearing black tights with orange ligthening bolts on them and no shirt.


Yuri Testkov: INTRODUCING FIRST, FROM OXFORD ENGLAND, STANDING 5 FEET 10 INCHES AND WEIGHING 230 POUNDS,BOB, LANNNNNNCELOOOOTTT~!


Bob passes Power without a glance and looks over the structure that is the Brutality Cage before stepping to the door.



Johnny: Is it wrong for me to think that Bob Lancelot is completely outmatched in this one?

Tito: What makes you think that?

Bob steps into the ring, warily eyeing Griffen.

Johnny: Well, he?s giving up nearly a foot and nearly a hundred pounds to Griffen. Now that usually doesn?t mean much in this style of match, but Matt was the KING of this style match. He OWNS the Brutality Cage, through and through. Bob went down to Carpenter, who, while psychotic as all hell, hasn?t BEEN through the physical strain of being a long running Brutality Champion.

The cage door is closed and locked behind him as he studies the carnage already done to the ring. Blood is everywhere. The mat is singed. Shards of glass and wood lie haphazardly, left behind as crewmembers cleared the larger pieces.

Tito: Bob?s driven to win though. He has the heart and the soul, now he just has to outbrutal Griffen.

Johnny: Easier said than done Tito. This isn?t UWA.

Matt lunges forward, grabbing at Bob for a tieup, but Bob ducks and punches Matt hard in the ribs. Matt swings a backhand, but again Bob avoids him and this time kicks the same knee Power did earlier. He grabs the chestplate of armor off the mat and raises it, but Matt pushes off his foot and quickly STO?s Bob down.

Both on the mat, Griffen shuffles a bit and starts laying into Bob with hard left hands. Fist after fist, he pounds away without mercy, trying to bury his fist into Bob?s cranium. Bob manages to maneuver the chestplate over his face, and there?s a loud *CLANG* as Matt?s fist connects with the metal. As Matt recoils, Bob grabs the plate with both hands and smashes it into Matt?s head. He pulls back and hits him again, and a third time, driving the bigger man off of him and giving him a moment to breathe.

Tito: Bob?s showing some strength at the start. He?s not showing Griffen ANY fear, a mistake that helped cost him his match with Carpenter a few weeks ago.

The moment doesn?t last. Bob gets himself to his feet and drops the chestplate, opting for the 2x4 Carpenter used against Blood Child. Matt gets to his knees and catches Bob?s overhead swinging arms, holding the 2x4 at bay long enough to stand and boot Bob in the gut. Bob cringes but keeps holding on to the weapon, trying to wrench it free from Matt. Griffen boots him again, but this time Bob responds with a boot of his own. Matt changes gears and pulls Bob towards him into a full thrust kitchen sink sideknee that flips Bob over, making him lose his handhold on the 2x4.

Tito: Griffen?s disarmed Bob. I just wonder if he?ll be able to capitalize.

Matt tosses the 2x4 away and scans the cage walls and ceiling to see what?s left. A box marked ?UWA: Syberus? catches his eye and he pulls it off the wall. Inside are DVD?s, each marked ?Syberus UWA Promo #? with numbers ranging from 1 to 100,000. Matt contemplates, and decides to give it a shot, taking a knee and a stack of DVD?s.

Bob gets to his feet and pulls a replica of the HPWA Brutality Title off the cage, and starts to charge Griffen. With ninja-like dexterity, Griffen flicks the top DVD at Bob! The disc hits him square in the chest-

Tito: What?!?

Johnny: It?s called ?being UWA?d? Tito.

-falls on his back HARD!

Bob shakes it off and stands up, but Matt throws three more! The discs connect, hitting Bob in the shoulder spinning him, the gut bending him over, and on the dome, knocking him flat on his back once more!

Tito: Being UWA?d?

Johnny: It?s a technical term Tito. Google it after the show is over.

As Bob stands up again, clearly mystified over the power of the UWA, Matt unleashes a final flurry, a veritable hurricane of plastic, each disc driving bob back farther and farther, until finally he hits the turnbuckle and collapses.

Matt shoves the box out of the cage and rips down a latex mask of Soulfly?s head! Right next to it is an oversized metal fly swatter, which he ALSO takes down. Stomping through the mess of DVD?s, Matt gets to Bob and slams the mask down over his head as he stands up, and pushes him out of the corner. He winds up and smacks Bob on the butt, causing him to yelp and turn around, only to be met with a THUNDEROUS axe handle swing to the skull with the swatter.

Matt nonchalantly tosses the swatter aside as Bob pulls off the mask and groans. He pulls Bob up and whips him to the ropes. As Bob returns, Matt throws him straight up into the air and onto his shoulders for the Toss Bomb, but Bob swings through and hurricanranas Griffen down to the mat!

Tito: Lancelot breaks out of his daze and gains some offense!

Johnny: It?s only one shot. Let?s see if the Hardcore Dunderhead can keep it up without Claire around.

Bob slowly stands, taking stock of the situation, and proceeds to take a gas powered weedwhacker off the ceiling. He flicks the switch and starts revving it up as Matt gets to his feet. Once it kicks over, the roaring drowns out everything else the mic can pick up, and the smoke from the engine starts to fill the cage. Laughing, Bob jams the whacker into Matt?s chest, slicing him open!! Griffen screams out, but still has enough common sense to grab the whacker and force it to one side, throwing Bob off-balance. Matt lariats, but Bob avoids the shot and swings the whacker, smashing Matt in the back of the head and causing him to yell out again as the cord sends hair, skin, and blood out from his skull!

Crowd: E-C-DUB!! E-C-DUB!!

Bob raises the whacker over his head, wide eyed, and pumps it while grunting.

Johnny: Oooo. That was a mistake.

Tito: Huh? What do you- Oh.

Matt, who is now pissed off, has reached around behind him and ripped off the first solid object he could find?

A certain two-headed platinum plated dildo?

?and jumps up to SMASH it into Bob?s skull.

Bob crumples, dropping the whacker to the mat. Griffen grimaces as he feels the back of his head and comes away bloody, but takes up the whacker and shoves it, too, out of the cage. Dropping the dildo, Matt hoists Bob up and points to the side of the cage. The fans on that side respond, jumping up and yelling. He points to the next side, and gets the same response. He keeps going, getting the last two sides and going around once more, then picks the apparent loudest side and aims Bob at it. He starts to run, dragging Bob into a run with him, then TOSSES Bob five feet up and into the barbed wire steel bars, bouncing him off the side and back down to the mat.

Tito: He?s gonna feel that-

The ref starts counting?

Johnny: -right about now.

Griffen comes up with a large bottle of Lemon Juice and smashes it against the bars, then dumps the contents onto Bob?s newly cut up chest and face. Bob screams as the acid eats into his cuts. The ref hits four.

Matt throws the bottle into one corner, shattering it against a ringpost, and pulls a table out of the side of the ring and starts shoving it onto the ropes in another corner, letting it lean from the second turnbuckle to the mat. By seven, Bob has stood and slides over to near Matt. He backs up, waits for Matt to start to turn, and runs past him on his backside to the ropes. He comes off, jumps, and bulldogs Matt facefirst to the chair!

Tito: Lancelot recovered from that acid trip and starts taking the fight back to Griffen.

Johnny: I have to say, these two have been pretty evenly matched throughout so far. I?m pleasantly surprised.

Tito: But hardly pleasant?

Bob stands, letting the ref start the count, but quickly drops a leg across the back of Matt?s neck, breaking the count.

Bob drags Matt to a corner and stuffs him against the bottom turnbuckle. He lays in with some stomping, making sure Griffen stays put, then goes back for the chair. He brings it over and jams it between the ropes, against Matt?s chest and face.

Tito: This doesn?t look good for Griffen!

Lancelot walks to the next corner down and climbs the ropes, using the cage bars to steady himself as he balances on the top rope facing Matt.

Johnny: Do it for the kids Bob!

Bob jumps off the top rope, flying across the ring, and extends into a dropkick, slamming the chair into Matt Griffen?s prone form!

Tito: COAST TO COAST!! Bob Lancelot just delivered a DEVASTATING dropkick of steel into Matt Griffen?s face! I don?t know if Matt can pull himself up for that kind of a shot!!

Johnny: What about Bob?! Bob but his body on the line too! Look at the poor kid, down there writhing on the mat, groping at his back.

The ref starts the count.

One!



The chair slowly falls away from Matt, who is now busted open from the forehead as well. His eyes are blinking furiously as he tries to will himself to move.

Two!



Bob continues to roll on the mat, his back spasming from the strain of the reach and the impact.

Three!



Matt?s hands begin to reach up for the ropes, but they swing wildly, not getting a hold of anything.

Four!



Bob begins to calm down, rolling towards the nearest ropes.

Five!



Matt finally gets hold of the second rope and wills his other hand to help.

Six!



Bob makes it to the ropes as well, and starts to pull himself up.

Seven!



Matt pulls, managing to move his upper body off the turnbuckle. He hooks his arm around the rope and starts reaching for the top rope.

Eight!



Bob gets up, and checks on Matt, who grabs the top rope. Rather than wait to see if he beats the count, Bob goes back to the offensive, kicking Matt in the face and knocking him back down, breaking the count. Bob kicks him again and walks over to the table, favoring his lower back, and picks it up, extending one set of legs, and jams them into the bars of the cage, creating a higher angled lean.

Griffen feeks around him and comes up with a small burlap sack. He peeks inside and then dumps the sack out between him and Bob, covering the mat in jawbreakers! Bob turns to come back for him, and quickly loses his footing, sliding on the candy balls, and falls facefirst to the chestplate!

Tito: That just gave a whole new meaning to the term jawbreaker!

Johnny: You would think someone would move that damn thing.

Tito: It?s been pretty useful so far.

Bob naturally curls into a sort of fetal position as he clutches at his face, feeling to see if his jaw is actually broken. Matt grabs the ropes again and pulls himself up, going to his knees first to avoid the bloodrush, then gets to his feet. He gingerly steps around the jawbreakers, kicking many of them aside, and kicks away the chestplate and he reaches down and grabs Bob by the head. He forces Bob to his feet, but Lancelot fights, throwing rights and lefts at Matt?s ribs. Matt responds by slamming a meaty forearm into Bob?s shoulderblades to stagger him, then he powerlifts Bob up over his head!

Tito: What a feat of strength! Griffen has to be waste by now with all the blood loss, yet he still manages to get Bob up over his head!

Matt looks at the mat, sees it?s clear enough, and takes a few steps towards a cage wall and lawn darts him headfirst into the cage! Bob falls down, hits the top rope, and is slingshotted down to the mat!

Johnny: Griffen?s not done yet!

Indeed, Matt grabs Bob once more, getting him back to his feet. He whips Bob towards the corner opposite the table, but holds on to his arm, stopping him the hard way and pulling him back, whipping him facefirst into the table! Bob slams into it and bounces off, much to Matt?s disappointment. Matt pulls Bob away, pushing him away from the table, and AGAIN whips him in, this time shoving Bob?s upper body down and tripping him up so he flips upside down and hits the wood, and AGAIN it doesn?t break. Matt staggers a bit himself, the blood loss clearly affecting him, but he grabs Bob one more time.

Tito: It looks to me like Matt is determined to smash that table, preferably with Bob?s body!

Johnny: Better then it being his own body. But those slams must have jarred Bob awake, cause he?s fighting back!

Bob once again starts punching at Griffen, slamming fists into his midsection, trying to break away. He aims lower, taking a few shots at the knee Power and he kicked out, and manages to drop Griffen down to one knee. He Mongolian chops Matt, dazing the big man, then runs to the ropes, and throws a kick the con- NO! Matt weaves through it and locks Bob in a capture suplex, lifts off the knee, actually gets two feet off the ground, and PLANTS Bob into the table!

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT!! HO-LY SHIT!! HO-LY SHIT!!

Tito: Lancelot is BENT IN TWO in the middle of that table!

Johnny: You know what the best part is? The damn table is holding him up! There?s no count!

Matt is down in the ropes, breathing heavily, but he also notices that Bob hasn?t fallen through yet. Muttering to himself, Matt forces himself back to his feet and tests out his knee. He has a bit of a limp but it?s still ok, and he makes his way over to the ring edge and grabs two more steel chairs. He sets them up as Power did earlier, face to face, and then starts to pillage. He grabs the plain 2x4 that Carpenter used, two kendo sticks, two stickball bats, and four florescent bulbs and places them all on the chairs as Bob starts to work his way loose from the table.

Tito: What is he up to?

Johnny: It?s a pileup. I don?t quite know why though.

Bob falls free and kicks the pieces of the table away. He?s still groggy from the trip, and barely notices Griffen start to drag him towards the chairs. Matt turns himself and Bob so he?s facing the chairs, then bends Bob over and sets him up for a powerbomb!

Tito: He can?t be considering that!! The body isn?t made to crash through all that!

Johnny: This is why Matt Griffen is the king of brutal!

Matt grabs Bob around the waist and takes a deep breath, lifts him, and POW- Bob slips free and falls into a perfect tornado ddt, planting Matt a few feet in front of the chairs!!

Tito: Bob reversed! He stopped the powerbomb attempt! He?s still in this!

One!



Johnny: Dammit Bob you gave me a scare! Get your hunchbacked ass up and start taking him apart!

Two!



Bob and Matt are both down after the ddt. Matt?s starting to move, but Bob is still lying flat, breathing heavily.

Three!



Tito: Bob may have used whatever he had left to pull that off.

Four!



Johnny: He?s just playing possum again. He?s fine!

Five!



Bob rolls to his stomach and shakily pushes himself to his knees as Matt makes it to his feet. The count breaks and Matt moves away from Bob, wiping his eyes clean, and picks up a metal ?Yield? sign. He throws it at Bob, who catches it, and throws a running big boot into the metal, slamming it into Bob?s face!

With Lancelot stunned, Griffen picks him up once more, placing him in the powerbomb position. He lifts Bob all the way up, pushes him up with a full extension of his arms, and DRIVES him down with a impact powerbomb, right through the 2x4, kendo sticks, stickball bats, light bulbs, and bending both chairs!!

Crowd: HE?S FUCKIN DEAD!! HE?S FUCKIN DEAD!! HE?S FUCKIN DEAD!!

Tito: BOB LANCELOT IS BROKEN IN HALF!!

The ref starts the count as Matt slumps back against the ropes. The KhaosTron shows a closeup of Bob, bent over backwards, in the midst of splinters, glass shards, and dented metal. At five, the crowd joins in.

Five!

Six!

Seven!

Eight!

Nine!

Ten!



The crowd explodes as the ref calls for the bell and Griffen drops to sit on the mat.

Yuri Testkov: THE LAST MAN STANDING, AND WINNER OF THE BRUTALITY GAUNTLET, MATT, GRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFEEENNNNNNNN~!!!

Phoenix, still in streetclothes, walks down the rampway as the Brutality Cage is lifted. Once it's high enough, he slides into the ring and approches Matt, extending a hand to help him up. A third EMT crew hits the ring to check on Bob while crewmen start cleaning up the ring.

Tito: I thought I had seen it all Johnny.

Johnny: Until you've seen HPWA, you haven't seen ANYTHING.

Tito: You have to give it up to Lancelot. He really held his own in there.

Johnny: He's a bum! He shoulda taken Griffen DOWN!

Tito: And what about the boss? What he went through with Carpenter... My word. All the Brutality competitors were just EXCELLENT tonight. What a show.

Johnny: *muttering* I coulda beaten Griffen.

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Tito: *holding hand to ear* I'm getting a message there's a commotion backstage involving Lady Hawke.

Johnny: Commotion? Just what I always wanted... Lady Hawke giving me come motions...

Tito: ....

A section of the Khaostron shows the scene backstage. A large crowd of workers blocks any view and Lady Hawke's whistles pierce the air. A med team appears and tries to work their way through the wall of people. Dr. Cliff Hawke shows up a few moments behind them.

Cliff: GET THE HELL OUT OF THE WAY!!

The people in the back turn and move so the med team and Dr. Hawke can pass. The camera moves behind them and follows them through. The room is a mess. A couple chairs lie scattered about--a few with blood on them, two ladders half open--again blood on them as well, bloody chains, an iron pipe sticks out from one end of an overturned table lying on its side, and a furry red glove lays next to it.

Cliff: Oh god...

At the other end a pair of white boots with purple Section 8 emblems stick out. Another ladder lays haphazardly across them and the med team has one of the bystanders move the ladder. Cliff quickly moves toward his sister, who is behind the table and kneeling on the floor leaning over..

Tito: Those look like-

Johnny: Someone had some fun at the Harpy's expense. Whoever you are... congrats!

The camera moves toward the table, Lady Hawke glances up and motions to her brother, whistling. The camera finally peers over the table, showing Aello covered in blood and her mask askew, although her head is turned away from the camera. The camera is close enough to see Aello breathing very shallowly. Cliff looks up and points to the security team just arriving.

Cliff: Clear the room NOW!! And get that damn camera out of here!

Security start ushering people back, one standing right in front of the camera and blocking it.

Tito: Poor Aello. If they don't find out who's doing this and soon and stop them, who'll be next?

Johnny: Who cares as long as it isn't me, but then I'll just take care of that person myself if they tried to attack me. After all, I'm not Superstar Johnny Styles for nothing!

Yuri Testkov: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS A LADDER MATCH, FOR THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDERSHIP FOR THE TKOW TITLE~!


"Magic Emperor Ghaleon - Mechanical Castle" by Noriyuki Iwadare starts to play as the lights dim down slightly. Smoke comes up from three small spots on the left side of the entrance and three on the right side of the entrance. The lights starts to get a dark purple tone of color as Ghalleon and Sammie then starts to make their way out through the smoke filled entrance. Ghalleon then stops infront of the entrance and lowers his head. He then extends his arms out a little bit above his shoulder line. He then lifts his head back up and raises his arms up. Fireworks starts to go off down to the entrance ramp as he start to walk to the ring with Sammie.


Yuri Testkov: INTRODUCING FIRST, HAILING FROM THE ADVANCED NATION OF USED TO BE A KNIGHT, STANDING SIX FOOT FIVE, WEIGHING TWO HUNDERED AND FORTY-FIVE POUNDS, HE IS GHAAAAAAAALLEOONNNNNNN~!


On the KhaosTron, scenes from some of Ghalleon's past matches are shown. Some of the including are the mixed tag match at TKOW Forever, fighting 'Wildcat' Lynn Brewster in UCW, the Karnij match at Halloween Hijinks, the Super Kick Challenge at Megabowl 3, the King of the Jungle 2004 match and various others. On the Khaos Tron, vairous moves that Ghalleon does are shown done to his opponets.

When Ghalleon and Sammie gets to the ring, dry ice steam comes out from under the ring as Ghalleon and Sammie stands in the middle of the ring. Ghalleon then goes over to one of the corners and raises up his arms and then gets off of the corner turnbuckles and waits for his opponeNt as Sammie leaves to go to ringside. The lights then starts to come back on.



"Shiver" by Maroon 5 fills the arena and the fans immediately begin chanting 'K.I.D'. Kid emerges from behind the curtains and walks out onto the stage. He stop and looks out to the fans, smiling. He makes his way down the aisle, tagging random fan's hands.


Yuri Testkov: COMING TO THE RING, FROM ORLANDO FLORIDA, STANDING 5 AND A HALF FEET AND WEIGHING 149 POUNDS, CURRENTLY THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER, KID, STYYYYYYLES~!


He arrives to the ring and rolls under the bottom rope then makes his way over to the corner, climbs the turnbuckle and raises both arms high into the air, giving everyone a thumbs up. Kid takes the hat off his head and throws it out to the fans then hops off the turnbuckle, turns and waits for the match to begin.



Tito: Let's get this thing underway!

Johnny: My thoughts exactly. C'mon Ghalleon, kick the snot out of that demon seed of mine!

The opponents come face to face dead center of the ring, eyes locked, one full of disdain and confidence, the other of anger... Ghalleon shoves Kid Styles back several feet and begins talking trash, then raises his hand high over head, challenging the KID to a test of strength. The smaller opponent gives Ghalleon a wary look then starts to raise his hand to grasp Ghalleon's.

Tito: Dropkick to the knee! Very uncharacteristic of Kid to take advantage of an opponent like that!

Styles immediately grabs Ghalleon in a headlock, the larger man backs him against the ropes and shoves him off towards the far side of the ring, Styles rebounds only to be knocked down by a shoulderblock! Ghalleon runs the ropes and hops over a lying Kid styles. as Ghalleon returns Styles regains his feet and leapfrogs over the Advanced Human and takes off toawrds the ropes, as soon as he rebounds Ghalleon goes to clothesline the smaller man, Styles ducks under the swing and Lionsaults off the ropes, Ghalleon dives under the attck and regains his feet as the smaller man charges at him, but is stopped short by a drop toe hold. Ghalleon wastes no time and leaps over Kid's body to wrench in a headlock, Kid counters by scissoring the head of Ghalleon.

Tito: Fast and furious, this is impressive on both men's parts!

Johnny: This is stupid on both men's parts, they're not here to wrestle, they're hear to pummel each other to the point where they will be powerless to stop one anothers' ascent up the ladder, this is just pointless.

Tito: Even though they're both attempting to wear each other out?

Johnny: ... Yes.

With his head still ensnared in the leg scissors, Ghalleon goes to his hands and knees and attempts to flip forward and out of the lock, but is stopped short when Styles drives and elbow into Ghalleon's back, Ghalleons tries again, but rather than attempt to roll forward, he plants his hands and kicks upwards, his head slides free and he lands cleanly on his feet, immediately attempting a front dropkick to the face of a seated Kid Styles, who drops onto his back to avoid the attack, Ghalleon regains his feet and attempts a standing elbow drop on the Kid, who rolls out of the way, then nips up just as Ghalleon regains his feet, Kid's quicker and takes Ghalleon to the ground with a drop toehold of his own, rather than tussle on the ground however, Styles gets back up, with Ghalleon's leg in hand, and knee stomps him, once, twice, the younger man goes for a third but Ghalleon lashes out with a foot, it misses but Kid Styles gets the picture and retreats, giving the Advanced One a mock smile as the taller man gets to his feet, cautiously flexing his knee which was stomped moments before. The crowd's applause at the excellent display of chain wrestling is a little bit more than polite.

Johnny: How could my genetics be inside that idiot? If you're gonna do anything you don't give an opponent time to recuperate!

Tito: I thought you were rooting for Ghalleon...

Johnny: If he continues to be outwrestled by my son then no...

Tito: So you'll cheer for your own flesh and blood then?

Johnny: Hell no, I'll just hope they both cripple themselves and neither one wins.

Ghalleon stretches his legs out gingerly, then mock bows towards Kid... who full on charges at the Advanced Human, Ghalleon steps aside at the last moment, grabs Kid by the back of his shirt and throws the smaller man through the ropes and to the outside, where the younger man plants on the outside mats.

Johnny: There we go, c'mon Ghalleon!

The Advanced Human stalks Kid as he slowly regains his feet, then sucide dives between the second and thrid ropes, right into Kid's face, sending both men sprawling down the rampway and towards the ladder!

Tito: I think we're about to see some ladder play!

Johnny: Hey Tito, it's a ladder match quit sounding so shocked...

Ghalleons stumbles to his feet first and raises Kid to his, he delivers several forearms to the younger man's face before delivering a toe kick to his ribs and nailing a quick DDT on the rampway.

Johnny: BUST HIM UP!!!

Ghalleon regains his feet and walks over to the ladder, he knocks the fifteen foot steel ladder over onto Kid Styles who'd been attempting to regain his feet.

Tito: Oh! Right across the spine!

Kid rolls across the ground, holding his spine in agony, he retreats to the crowd barricade while Ghalleon retrieves the ladder and bridges it across the entrance ramp before turning his attention back to his opponent, he stuns the younger opponent with a Benoit styles chop...

Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH~!!!

... CHOP~!

Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH~!!!

Ghalleon winds up for a third, giving the 'Shhhh!' sign to the crowd...

Tito: This can't be-

Johnny: He said shut it Tito...

... Ghalleon swings but stop just before he connects and gives Styles a thumb to the eye, then flips the crowd off.

Johnny: HAHAHA, I love it!

Ghalleon pulls Kid away from the barricade then shoulder blocks him back into it before pulling the shorter man back to his wobbly base than Irish whips the smaller man face first into the ladder bridged across the rampway.

Tito: Ouch! The Kid HAS to be busted open...

... To no one's surprise, the Kid is... crimson runs down his face steadily as Ghalleon pulls him back to his feet by his hair, he then lifts Kid up high, but rather than follow through with the vertical suplex, Ghalleon drops the smaller man stomach first on top of the ladder, the smaller man doesn't fall but remains suspended upon the mock-up steel bridge.

Tito: Wonder what Ghalleon has in mind here?

Johnny: Please let it be something painful... Ghalleon, stop taunting the crowd and get back to kicking my sons' ass!

Ghalleon spends a few more moments lipping off to an overenthusiastic fan before measuring up his opponent, he goes for the Ragnarok!

NO!

Kid grabs the Advanced Human's foot from his spot atop the ladder and pulls the limb right into the steel, Ghalleon screams out in pain as Styles continues to stretch and stomp the leg against the ladder, finally letting go Ghalleon falls to the ground and nurses his knee. Seeing his opponent momentarily preoccupied Kid lines his opponent up and gives a thumbs-up to the crowd... he casts one more look behind him to see Ghalleon getting to his feet before throwing caution to the wind and moonsaulting onto the Advanced Human, both men sprawling across the ramp!

Tito: Kid sacrificing his body to gain the advantage.

Johnny: Hey, if he cripples himself that's a bonus for me.

Kid Styles stands back up and uses the hem of his shirt to get some of the blood out of his face, he grabs the ladder from off the fan barricades and begins to carry it back to the ring, he sets it on the apron then turns to see Ghalleon just now regaining his feet and hobbling down the entranceway. Kid Styles runs to meet him, Ghalleon sees him coming and jumps forward for a clothesline, both men had the same intentions however and they both go crashing to the ramp.

Tito: How far will these two be willing to go?

Johnny: Ghalleon will go as far as necessary, Kid however, will go until his naptime...

Both men slowly regain their feet and start delivering quick strikes to one another, Ghalleon with forearm shots and Kid with punches, blow after blow they rain down upon each other until Kid delivers a kick to Ghalleon's leg, sending the man stumbling back to the barricade for support, Styles measures his opponent and jumps up into a hurricanrana, Ghalleon attempts to turn and deposit him roughly into the fan seating area but Kid's legs are locked tightly, sending fans scattering as both men go flying into the third row!

Johnny: Clean up crew's gonna love this...

Tito: Not as much as the fans probably are...

Both men attemtp to regain their feet, but Styles is quicker and grabs a fan's chair off the ground and cracks Ghalleon right across his injured knee with it, the bigger man goes down as Kid Styles tosses the chair away and bends down to pick up Ghalleon. and then drags the man through the crowd.

Johnny: The hell they goin'?

The two combatants finally reach the aisle when Ghalleon finally throws some desparate punches into Kid's bloody face, Kid retaliates by throwing another kick into Ghalleon's knee, the Advanced Human stumbles backwards, Kid charges at the taller man but is backdropped into a row of chairs, Ghalleon stumbles as well, having put pressure on his hurting knee.

Tito: He turned the tide, but can he get the advantage?

Ghalleon spots Kid trying to recuperate and in turn picks up a chair and throws it into Kid's face, the loud smack of steel on flesh gets an even louder response from the crowd. Kid remains on his knees, punch-drunk from the shot... not satisfied with one chair shot Ghalleon picks up another one and tosses it into Kid's face, then a third, finally succesfully laying the younger man out.

Tito: Ghalleon could probably win it right now...

Johnny: He COULD, or, he could continue beating my son to within an inch of his life... I'd choose the latter too.

The Advanced Human sets up a chair in the middle of the aisle and goes to retrieve Kid Styles. He picks the younger man up and drags him by his hair back over to the chair.

Tito: Now what's he going for here?

Johnny: He's gonna hit the Aftershock!!

... NO! Kid Styles throws an elbow into the back of Ghalleon's skull, stunning the older man, Kid then reaches down and grabs Ghalleon's leg out from under him and wrenches in a single leg Boston Crab!

Tito: He's attempting to immobilize his opponent!

Johnny: As opposed to what, trying to make him tap? This is a ladder match, Tito, the fans got it ages ago... oh wait.... the TKOW crowd probably didn't...

Ghalleon claws around for a way to escape the submission as Styles continues to wrench back on the hold... the Advanced Human's screams can be heard echoing across the arena, finally Ghalleon's hands finde the legs to the steel chair he'd set up earlier, rather than waste time unfolding it he whips it as hard as he can behind him... right into the back of Kid's head! The young man relinquishes the hold and falls to his knees, nursing his abused cranium.

Tito: They better get back to the ring before they REALLY get hurt.

Johnny: Good thinking Tito, I know I'd rather go from brawling amidst the bleacher creatures to getting thrown off a fifteen foot ladder...

Tito: ...

As Kid regains his composure he noted Ghalleon limping his way back to ringside and gives chase, Ghalleon hears the younger man approachiong just in time to be clotheslined back up over the guardrail and back to the padded ringside mats.

Johnny: What does my idiot son have in mind?

Tito: Better question, what's Ghalleon getting from under the ring?

Kid Styles, hops up on the apron and scales the turnbuckles, drawing a bead on a pre-occupied Ghalleon, who's rummaging under the ring for something, Kid leaps off the ropes...

CRACK!!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT!

Ghalleon pulls a chair out at the last moment and it ends up making Kid's corkscrew moonsault onto him that much more impactful!

Johnny: So... was there any point in what we just saw?

Tito: I think Ghalleon knew what would happen, he just needed to add something to keep Kid down as long as he would be after the move...

Johnny: That's perhaps... the most RETARDED thing I've heard all night...

Regardless of the chair shot, Kid regains his feet first and wipes some of the blood out of his eyes, he rolls inside the ring and walks over to the ladder on the outside apron when a chair sails over the ropes and carcks him right across the back of his head, knocking him dizzy! Another one follows as Ghalleon grabs whatever he can find under and around the ring inside of it, forcing Kid Styles to try and cover up as the Advanced One adds the element of three steel chairs, two garbage cans, two kendo sticks and a 'STOP' sign.

Tito: Ghalleon's playing this smart, keeping the Kid too distracted to climb while he still gets his bearings together...

Johnny: What's he getting now?

Tito: A whole new level of danger has JUST been added, ANOTHER LADDER!?!

... From under the ring Ghalleon procures a tweny foot ladder, a sadistic grin covers his face as he slides it under the ropes and climbs up onto the outside apron, slowly to avoid aggrivating his knee when...

BAM!

Kid Styles baseball slides the ladder into Ghalleon's legs, sending the the Advanced One back to the outside, Ghalleon's cursing can be heard on camera as he nurses his injured knee.

Tito: Ghalleon's gonna be lucky if he can walk after this match.

Kid Styles picks up the bigger ladder and sets the topp of the ladder on the top rope, the other braced against the mat, he then gingerely picks up one of the garbage cans thrown in the ring earlier and measures Ghalleon as the Advanced One uses the barricade to regain his feet, seeing his opponent in position, Kid runs up the rungs of the ladder and uses it as a ramp to go right over the top rope to the outside, raising the garbage can high above his head...

CRUNCH!

Ghalleon dives out of the way and the garbage can strikes the steel barricade, Styles' momentum carries him face first into the makeshift weapon, causing a visible dent in the side of the steel can.

Tito: Well, THAT backfired...

Ghalleon stumbles alongside the ring and shoves the original 15 foot ladder inside the ring and rolls in behind it, he sets it up a little off center and begins to climb...

Johnny: Ghalleon's going for it...

Tito: Where's Styles... there he is!!

Kid Styles slides quickly into the ring and knocks the ladder over, Ghalleon, rather than get tossed off to the outside jumps off... but lands on his bad leg, the pain of the landing forces the larger wrestler to retreat to the ouside to nurse it...

Tito: I don't think the Kid's gonna let him off that easy.

We see Kid Styles grab the top rope and measure Ghalleon, he leaps up and plants his feet on the top rope to springboard to the outside but Ghalleon is one step ahead of him and turns, throwing a steel chair which had remained hidden behind him until then, straight into the Kid's face, the force of the blow sends the Kid flying backwards back into the ring and more imporatantly...

... CRUNCH!!!!

Spine first onto the twenty foot ladder that had been placed in the ring beforehand! The steel snadp clean in two under the force of the young man's landing!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Johnny: He crippled my son! Ghalleon, you're my hero!!

Ghalleon grins in the direction of the ring as we see Kid's body literally quake and shudder with pain, after a few moments however the Advanced One gets back on task and flips the apron up, dragging out yet another ladder! This one 15 feet in height, he slides it in and rolls in after it, he then proceeds to set it up underneath the title and once again begins to climb.

Tito: How the hell is Kid regaining his feet...

Johnny: Tough little bastard...

Kid gets to his knees, his hands clutching at his back and a dazed look on his face. After a few moments he turns to find Ghalleon only feet away from HIS contract, wasting no time Kid stumbles painfully over to the foot of the ladder, picking up te errant 'STOP' sign Ghalleon had thrown in earlier, he smacks Ghalleon right across the knee with it as hard as he can, Ghalleon nurses his knee with his left hand but doesn't relinquish his hold on it, so Kid cracks his knee again, but Ghalleon simply refuses to let go despite the pain.

Johnny: Anybody with a brain (ie: NOT my son) would've just knocked the ladder over by now...

Tito: Looks like he's got different ideas...

That different idea appears to be being put into motion as Kid picks up the broken ladder and places it horizantally in between the second and thrid ropes in the corner, he then slides the table and tow chairs over top of it... he then turns his attention back to Ghalleon, who has once again overcome his leg injury enough to attempt for the belt again! Styles retrieves the last garbage can from the mat and throws it into Ghalleon's face, with the Advanced One stunned Kid Styles runs the ropes and charges full force into the ladder, knocking it, and Ghalleon over...

CRUNCH!

Into the table, chairs and broken ladder that Kid had set up earlier!!

Tito: Dear GOD, GHALLEON'S DEAD!!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Kid Styles falls over, the blood loss, fatigue, and abuse finally getting to him.

Johnny: Sissy...

The crowd starts a clap for the smaller man, who slowly regains his feet, he garbs the ladder he'd knocked over on Ghalleon and pulls it back up to its original position, looking pained as he does so, with the ladder vertical the young wrestler begins his ascent... off in the corner we see Ghalleon sit up on his knees, blood visibly running down his face now, he grips the ropes on either side of the turnbuckle with both hands and tires to stand up, but stumbles backwards on his bad leg and into the ladder! It topples taking Kid with it, but like a cat Kid Styles plants both feet on the top rope, ladder still in his grasp and springboards back up, looking to land on Ghalleon...

SMACK!

Tito: RAGNAROK!

Johnny: There's a superkick to be proud of.

Ghalleon falls to the ground in pain after superkicking the ladder back into Styles' face, Kid lays out across the mat, the ladder lying in between both men. The crowd cheering their support for Styles to get back up and continue the match... the young man does not appear to stir though.

Johnny: Now's your chance Ghalleon, finish him off!

Tito: ... Or he could, y'know, grab the title...

Ghalleon crawls his way over to one of the half destroyed chairs and unfolds it dead center of the ring, he then hobbles over to the comatose Kid Styles and drags the younger wrestler to his feet, he lifts the man up onto the top turnbuckle, then grabs the ladder in the center of the ring and smacks it over Kid's head, the young man's skull getting caught between the rungs of the ladder, Ghalleon then climbs up to the top turnbuckle beside Kid, he stares back at the chair in the middle of the ring then flashes another depraved smile to the crowd. He then grabs Kid into a bulldog position with the young man's head still between the rung of the ladder, he pushes off with his good leg...

CRUNCH!!!

The chair breaks completely as the ladder and more specifically, Kid's head, gets crushed into it, the impact jolt causes Ghalleon to curse aloud and roll out of the ring to nurse his leg some more.

Crowd: (You know by now)

Tito: That's it, now Kid's dead, somebody get the medics down here!

Johnny: Wow, that was even cooler than even I expected...

Ghalleon is seated on the outside apron, untying his wrestling shoes to relieve some pressure on his ankle, his face is blanched white with pain, he looks over his shoulders to spot Kid Styles still where he left him, then rolls mack under the ropes and into the ring. He approaches Kid, grabs the smaler man by his hair and raises him to his knees, with that, Ghalleon starts to smack talk the younger man, slapping him across the face repeatedly...

... LOW BLOW!!

Ghalleon falls to the grounds clutching his groin while Kid again falls face down onto the mat, fatigue and pain beyond the average man's comprehension wracking his entire body.

Johnny and Tito: ... Poor Ghalleon...

The Advanced One alternates between clutching his balls and his leg in agony, after several more moments of this he peers over beside him to find one of the two unbroken ladders, he grabs it and uses it as a support to keep weight off his bad leg while he gets to his feet, he pulls the ladder into a standing position and begins a slow, careful ascent... on the mat Kid slowly begins to stir to life, he gets to his hands and knees and crawls over to the second ladder and lifts it up right beside Ghalleon's, he too begins to ascend the ladder, slow, but quicker than the injured Ghalleon.

Tito: Kid's got the advantage, he's going to make it!

Kid gets to the top and starts reaching for the case, but as he has it, Ghalleon makes it up as well and starts hammering away on Kid's midsection.

Johnny: Ghalleon's too advanced for my moron of a kid. He's going to just toss Kid aside like I did yesterday's groupies.

Ghalleon grabs ahold of Kid's tights and heaves him off the ladder, sending him crashing to the mat where he bowls over the referee!

Johnny: See? Told you.

Ghalleon takes another two steps up and reaches for the case as Kid lies unmoving on the mat. He grabs it, pulling with what little strength he has left, and rips it from the chain!

Tito: Ghalleon's got it! He did it!

Johnny: HAHA!! THAT'S THE WAY TO PLAY GHALLEON!!

Ghalleon slowly edges his way down the ladder-

Tito: Soulfly's coming to the ring!!

Indeed, Soulfly is barreling down the rampway and slides into the ring behind Ghalleon. He highsteps to the ladder and ducks underneath the Advanced Human, grabs his waist, and delivers a THUNDEROUS powerbomb off the ladder to the mat! The case comes loose and slides away as Ghalleon's body spasms post-impact!

Johnny: OH MY GOD!! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS CRAP!!

Soulfly uses his thumb to plug one nostril and snots on Ghalleon's unmoving form. He grabs the contenders case and shoves it underneath Kid then jumps out of the ring and starts walking up the ramp as the crowd jeers his actions.

Tito: Soulfly just crushed Ghalleon with that powerbomb! And the match, it never ended! The ref was out!

The ref starts clearing the cobwebs from the mat and looks up the ladder, and sees that the case is missing. He looks at Ghalleon's prone form and sees nothing, then moves around to see a similarly prone Kid half covering the case, and he calls for the bell!

Johnny: No no there is NO way you didn't see what happened...

The ref confers with Yuri...

Yuri Testkov: YOUR WINNER, AND STILL, NUMBER ONE CONTENDER, KID, STYYYYLES~!

Tito: I don't know what to say.

Johnny: That's the SECOND time Kid weasled a match away from Ghalleon. There's gonna be HELL to pay, mark my words!!

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Posted 09 May 2006 - 10:01 AM

NOW- IS THE TIME- FOR ME TO RISE- TO MY FEEEEET-
WIPE YOUR SPIT- FROM MY FACE- WIPE THESE TEARS- FROM MY EYYYEEESSSSS


The "8" logo bounces around the KhaosTron, jumping around the HPWA logo as T.H. Power emerges from the backstage area to "I Will Be Heard".



Tito: Can this finally be it? The big second announcement for MegaBowl V?

Johnny: It better be. Face it, there?s only one match left. It?s now or never.

T.H. Power steps into the ring, taking the mic from Yuri.

T.H. Power: You?ve all been primed all night, waiting for two things. One is to see Phoenix defend his title against Soulfly, which happens NEXT!

The crowd roars, clearly looking forward to the second bout between the two men.

T.H. Power: And second, you all want to know what the next big announcement for MegaBowl V is!

Tito: I sure want to know!

T.H. Power: Just to refresh all your memories, the first announcement was a two parter. We found out that MegaBowl V would be live at Caesar's Palace in Las Vegas, and that it would be the site of the HPWA King of Submissions Invitational!

Crowd: TELL US! TELL US! TELL US!

Johnny: Now THAT?S going to be good. You know I won the last REAL Invitational we had. That stupid First Blood thing didn?t count.

T.H. Power: So here it is. At MegaBowl V, the winner of tonight's TKOW Title match will go on to participate in a four man mini tournament to determine the TKOW Champion!

Tito: He?ll do WHAT?

T.H. Power: There will be THREE matches at MegaBowl V to determine the grand TKOW Champion for the ages. The winner of tonight's main event and three other contenders.

Johnny: Three contenders?! In one night? What?s this guy thinking?

Tito: He?s thinking that the TKOW Title needs to be coveted, needs to be important. With all the controversy surrounding Phoenix, what better way then to pit the four best athletes in TKOW against each other for the big strap?

Johnny: A fatal fourway could handle that.

T.H. Power: I thought about doing a fatal fourway for the belt, but honestly, how often does a fatal fourway reveal the best of the best? Never. You need one-on-ones baby! And this is how MegaBowl V will be. First the winner of tonight?s main event will battle one contender with the title on the line. Then the other two contenders will face off. The winners of those matches will go to the Main Event of MegaBowl. And in keeping with the theme of MegaBowl, that Main Event will be submissions only!

Tito: Submisisons only? What a night MegaBowl?s going to be!! But wait Johnny, what about Kid?s shot?

T.H. Power: My final statement tonight will be naming six top athletes that will face off over the next three Mass Khaos shows to determine the three entries for MegaBowl. You may have noticed I?ve neglected to say that Kid Styles is still the main contender. Truth be told, I?m not entirely sure Kid deserves that spot. He?s already fallen behind Ghalleon twice and lost to Salazar. So now he has to prove his worth as well. So the six.

Kid Styles.

Ghalleon.

Salazar Tyrenus.

Tobias Burden.

The winner of the Brutality Gauntlet, Matt Griffen.

The sixth man will be whichever man walks out of tonight?s main event WITHOUT the title.

Six men. Three spots to fill.

Let the games, begin.


T.H. hands the mic back to Yuri and climbs out of the ring, taking a seat at the ringbell.

A picture of Phoenix appears on the Powertron, and it is surronded by fire, suddenly water comes down, the lights go out, and two spotlights appear ont he stage, one on the challenger, Soulfly, the other, on platnium selling rap artist...

Lil Wayne!

The crowd cheers at this sight, and they hear the firetrucks, which means it's time for "fireman"

Lil Wayne: Uh huh, I'm back what cha, uh whatcha gon do now?

I'm the Fireman
Fire, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out

Ain't nobody fuckin with me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending next weeks cash, he fast
And I don't even need a G pass I'm pass that
I'm passing em out now and you can't have that
And my chain Toucan Sam
That tropical colors you can't match that
Gotta be abstract
You catch my gal legs open betta smash that
Don't be surprise if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans that show her butt crack
My girls can't wear that why, that's where my stash at
I put my mack down that's where you lack at
She need her candlelit and I'ma wax that
I rekindle the flame
She remember the name
It's Weezy Baby January December the same
Mama gimme that brain
Mama gimme that good
Cause I'm the fireman
You hear the firetruck

I'm the Fireman
Fire, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out

Fresh on campus it's the Birdman Jr
Money too long teachers put away ya rulers
Raw tune not a cartoon
No shirt, tattoos, and some war wounds
I'm hot but the car cool
She wet that's a carpool
Been in that water since a youngin you just shark food
Quick Draw McGraw I went to art school
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a short fuse
Don't snooze
Been handling the game so long my thumb bruise
Ya new girlfriend is old news
Yeen got enough green and she so blue yeah
Cash Money Records where dreams come true
Everything is easy baby leave it up to Weezy Baby
Put it in the pot let it steam let it brew
Now watch it melt don't burn ya self

I'm the Fireman
Fire, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out

Ridin' by myself well really not really
So heavy in the trunk make the car pop-a-wheelie
Who? Weezy Baby or call me Young Baby
My money 360, you only 180
Half of the game too lazy
Still sleepin' on me but I'm bout to wake em
Yep! I'm bout to take em to New Orleans and bake em
Yeah it's hot down here take a walk with Satan yeah
Come on mama let The Carter make ya
Toss ya like a fruit salad strawberry-grape ya
They ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature
Addicted to the game like Jordan and Payton
Yall in a race and me I'm at the finish line
They running for too long it's time to gimme mine
Straight down ya chimney in ya living room is I
Weezy allergic to wintertime... hot

I'm the Fireman
Fire, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out


The beat stops, Lil Wayne makes a gesture to the cheering crowd, as Fly enters the ring.




A deep voice booms out "Time to Rise!" as the tron lights up with fiery lettering spelling out "Rise Like the Phoenix", and a flash shot of Phoenix's bloody entrance at the final match of the Ring Syndicate Memorial Cup plays. A drumroll hits signalling the start of Saliva's reworked "King of My World". The arena lights drop to a dark orange.

{A flash shot of Phoenix delivering the Death Pyre to Soulfly at Holiday Hell.}

Fog rolls out and a circle of fire lights on the stage.

{A flash shot of Phoenix crushing Cobryn with a steel chair.}

I'll never see any side of heaven

{A flash shot of Phoenix in his priestly garb.}

I walk for miles through a blazing hell

{A flash shot of Phoenix walking through flames after Jace Mingla.}

It doesn't matter what you think I'm supposed to be-e-e-e, e-e-e-e
because I myself know all too well


{A flash shot of Phoenix holding the TKOW "Fiery" Championship belt.}

I'll open your eyes and make you see

The stage and turnbuckles explode with flame pyro. Phoenix rises through the circle of flames, down on one knee, head on his fist, wearing his sleeveless black trench, Rosary, and TKOW "Fiery" Championship. He stands up and the turnbuckles explode again.

I'm the King of my Woooooooorld (King of my World)
I'll bring down the walls around you now
I'm the King of my Woooooooorld (King of my World)
I'll bring down the walls around you


Yuri Testkov: AND NOW, FROM RED BANK NEW JERSEY, STANDING 6 FEET 6 INCHES AND WEIGHING 265 POUNDS, YOUR TKOW FIERY CHAMPION, PHOEEEEEEEEEENIIIIXXXAH~!



My mind alone is filled with rage for you

{A flash shot of Carpenter.}

Phoenix stalks to one side of the stage, looks at the screaming crowd, and thrusts both arms out to his sides, hands loosely open, drawing in the energy. He suddenly puts both arms straight up in the air and his hands turn to the middle finger, and he jaws out to the crowd, as shots of him going after Hardcore Al and Soulfly as a civilian play on the Tron.

I am the pastor to your sheep
I am the master of my destiny-y-y, y-y-y
I am the king of all I see


Fast motion clips play of Phoenix delivering the Phoenix Driver to a bevy of opponents, including D-Matic, Matt Griffen, Soutter, Adam Haven, Johnny Styles, Syberus, Clench, Dustin Hughes, Dan Stein, Mars, Rick Dushae, Dave Rave, Extreme Killer Phil, Soulfly and Jace Mingla.

(King) I'll open your eyes and make you see
I'm the King of my Woooooooorld (King of my World)
I'll bring down the walls around you now


Phoenix moves to the other side of the stage and repeats, getting another burst of energy in response.

I'm the King of my Woooooooorld (King of my World)
I'll bring down the walls around you


The crowd roars and he begins making his way down towards the ring as the haze dissipates, playing up the crowd with a load of energy.

Here I come again come again

{A flash shot of Phoenix exiting the C-Team van with a bullet wound.}

3...2...1 here I come here I come again

{A flash shot of Phoenix getting out of the wreckage following the falling Phoenix Driver to Jace Mingla.}

3...2...1 here I come again here I come

{A flash shot of Phoenix crawling out of the Hidden Treasure cratee wreckage after a Death Pyre to Soulfly.}

3...2...1 here I come HERE I COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMEE

Phoenix slides into the ring, hops up and hits the turnbuckle to the second rope, pounding his chest and thrusting his arms back out to the sides, then he points straight down at the Hidden Treasure crates with a middle finger salute as the corner behind him explodes in fire. Phoenix hits all four corners, then pulls off the coat, dropping it in the last corner, and hangs his Rosary over the ringpost.

I'm the King of my Woooooooorld (King of my World)
I'll bring down the walls around you now


Phoenix raises the "Fiery" Championship high above his head.

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I'm the King of my Woooooooorld (King of my World)
I'll bring down the walls around you


He steps to the center of the ring and hands the title to the ref.

I'm the King of my Woooooooorld (King of my World)
I'll bring down the walls around you now



The two begin circling each other, not taking their eyes of the other for a second. Finally, they lock up in the center of the ring, for a test of strength. It seems evenly matched at first, then Soulfly powers out by shoving Phoenix back, and he falls flat on his ass. Phoenix quickly gets to his feet before Fly can capitalize. The two lock up again, trying to overpower the other, and this time, Phoenix gets the advantage as he shoves Fly to the mat! Just like Phoenix, Fly is quick to his feet. The two eye each other and lock up again. This time it's much briefer as Fly kicks Phoenix in the gut. The champ doubles over for a second, which allows Fly to wrap his hands around his throat and choke toss him across the ring.

Phoenix is quick to his feet and Fly is quick with a running knee to the face, which drops Phoenix back to the mat. Fly starts stomping away at the champ's midsection, driving his 350 pounds down into each stomp. Phoenix rolls over and starts getting to his feet. Fly runs into the ropes and comes back in, but Phoenix catches him with a sidewalk slam. Phoenix pulls Fly up, nailing him with right hands as he does. When he gets the big man to his feet he whips into the corner and runs in with a turnbuckle splash. He then climbs up to the second rope and starts wailing away with right hands.

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Fly low blows Phoenix and lifts him in the air, with a sitout powerbomb to the mat. Fly gets up and stomps at the right knee of Phoenix, before dropping an elbow on it and locking in a modified leglock. Phoenix grabs the ropes, but Fly doesn't release the hold.

Ref:

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Fly releases to avoid the DQ. He grabs Phoenix's leg and attempts a single leg crab on his right leg, but Phoenix kicks him away with the right one. Fly stumbles into the turnbuckle, and Phoenix quickly gets to his feet and grabs Fly and hoists him into the air with a release german suplex. Phoenix gets to his feet and runs into the ropes to catch fly with a clothesline and send him back to the mat.

Tito: If Phoenix is to win this match, he must keep Fly on the mat, otherwise he's doomed.

Johnny: Fat chance with that Tit boy.

Fly rolls over to his stomach and pushes himself to his feet, and he turns around, only to recieve a belly to belly suplex from the champ. Phoenix stays with the offense as he drags Fly to his feet and tosses him into the ropes. He catches Fly with a tiltawhirl sideslam. Phoenix mounts Fly and starts away with the punches. He drags Fly up and attempts the X DDT, but Fly punches PX in the ribs a few times to force him off. Fly grabs Phoenix and whips him into the ropes, Phoenix grabs ahold of the top rope to keep himself from coming back at Fly. Fly runs in for an attack, but Phoenix ducks and pulls the ropes down and Fly goes tumbling over them to the outside.

Phoenix slides out of the ring and goes back on the attack. He drags Fly up and hoists him up onto his shoulder. Phoenix gets a running start toward the steel post and drives Fly skull first into it! Fly rolls around on the outside, his hands clutching the top of his head. Phoenix isn't satisfied with his work and pulls Fly up by his head and slams him facefirst into the steel steps. Fly falls to the ground and Phoenix rolls into the ring to break up the ten count, then rolls back out. The champ takes a stomp or two at Fly, causing him to roll onto his back. Phoenix positions himself in front of him, and waits for fly to get on his hands and knees. Phoenix grabs Fly and pulls him in and lifts him up for Rising Flames, but Fly punches the champ a few times in the face and drops to the ground, and quickly executes a scoop slam. This time it's Fly who rolls into the ring and right back out to break up the ten count. He drags Phoenix up and scoops him up onto his shoulders, but he tosses Phoenix into the barricade and PX lands on it ribs first.

Tito: Fly must know that as of right now Phoenixs abdominal area is very tender and is targeting the weak spot of the champ.

Johnny: You mean he took the time to watch UWA? Why in the hell would HE watch UWA?

Tito: Scouting.

Johnny: As lazy as Fly is, I doubt he knows what scouting is.

Fly pulls Phoenix up off the barricade and punches him in the gut a few times for good measure, then whips him hard into the steel steps, causing them to scatter around the ringside area. The challenger keeps the match going by pulling up Phoenix and rolling him into the ring. Fly is slow getting back into the ring and this gives Phoenix time to slightly recover, although he's not quite on his feet. Fly quickly arm wrenches Phoenix and catches him in the jaw with a hook kick. The champ falls back to the mat. Fly drags him over to the corner. Fly grabs the ropes, bends down, then leaps up into the air and comes crashing down with a double foot stomp to the ribs of Phoenix, which obviously causes him alot of pain. Fly doesn't stop with the offense as he slides out of the ring and grabs the right leg of Phoenix. Fly drags it around and slams the knee into the steel turnbuckle. The referee begins shouting at Fly, who quickly does it again. With warning of DQ, Fly stops and re-enters the ring.

Tito: Fly cannot win the title if this match is thrown out for DQ, he better be careful.

Johnny: The man's a vet, Tito. He knows what he's doing. He's softening up the knee of Phoenix while he works on the sore ribs of Phoenix. He's bound to wear the champ down that way.

Fly pulls Phoenix up and whips him into the turnbuckle. Fly runs in for a move, and catches a foot to the face for his efforts. when he turns around, Phoenix roars out of the corner with a power clothesline that leaves his challenger flat on his back. Phoenix drops a qucik clothesline and locks in an armbar. Fly's foot catches the ropes and Phoenix tugs hard once to add more pressure before he lets go. The champ quickly gets to his feet and runs in at a rising Soulfly, catching him with a Yakuza kick. Fly appears to be out on the mat. The champ pulls him up and sets him in the turnbuckle. Phoenix climbs again for the ten punch attempt.

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Phoenix hops down and hoists Fly up onto the top turnbuckle. Phoenix climbs to the top rope and pulls up Fly so that they're both standing, and...

Tito: SuicidePlex!

Phoenix takes a second to recover from the impact he took from the move, then rolls over for the cover, but barely gets a one count. Phoenix pulls Fly up and whips him towards the ropes, but Fly overpowers him and coutners the whip with a whip of his own. Phoenix comes off the ropes and catches a big boot, but Fly manages to aim the boot so that it nails Phoenix in the chest. Fly drops an elbow to the chest and tries a cover. Phoenix kicks out before the ref's hand even hits the mat. Fly pulls Phoenix up, but Phoenix starts swinging away with right hands before finally nailing Fly with an uppercut that sends him reeling. Phoenix moves in behind and performs a backbreaker on Fly. He holds onto it and nails him with a second, and then a third! Phoenix keeps it going for a fourth backbreaker! and a fifth! and he closes it out with six consecutive backbreakers on Fly!

Tito: He may have shattered Fly's backbone!

Phoenix still has a hold of Fly and pulls him around and nails him with the X DDT! Phoenix gets to his feet, and pulls Fly back up and sets him up in the turnbuckle. The champ lays into the bigger man with a series of right and left body punches, before finishing it up with an uppercut that leaves the challenger dazed and slunched down to the mat, still in the turnbuckle. Phoenix puts his foot across Fly's throat and starts choking the bigger man. Fly's hand grab at Phoenix's foot, trying to get it off, but he just can't. The champ lets up, only to start a series of mudhole stomps to the Ganja God. Phoenix finally tires of stomping away at Fly and drags him up, and sets him for a vertical suplex and nails the move perfectly. He rolls over for the cover.

Ref:

One

T...Kickout.



Ph maintains the offense by pulling up Fly and whipping him into the ropes, and he catches Fly on the rebound with a belly to belly overhead suplex that leaves Fly in pain. The champ pulls Fly up and hits a swinging neckbreaker, leaving Fly flat on his back. Phoenix stomps at Fly several times before pulling him up by the little bit of hair he has, and he performs a gutwrench powerbomb.

Tito: Phoenix is one of if not THE strongest man in wrestling today.

Phoenix holds his abdominal area, as the move took a little too much out of him.

Johnny: No one wants to hear anything about Phoenix, so you need to take that nonsense elsewhere.

WIth Fly out Phoenix heads up top and leaps off with a diving headbutt, but Fly rolls out of the way at the last second!

Tito: Incredible awareness from Fly to avoid the headbutt. Had Phoenix connected this match would be over.

Johnny: Now you can talk about Fly all you want. He's almost as good as me. Keyword: ALMOST.

The two are a bit slow to their feet and, in fact, they both manage to get balanced on both feet at the same time. Phoenix is the first to fully come to his senses and pops Fly with a quick right hand to the head. Fly's head snaps back, and after a split second he throws a right hand of his own to Phoenix's head. Phoenix throws another. Fly throws another, then Phoenix, then Fly, Phoenix again, Fly again. Phoenix connects again. Fly swings but it's blocked! Phoenix throws a second right hand, and a third and a fourth! Phoenix swings Fly into the ropes. Phoenix catches Fly with a powerslam and hooks the leg.

Ref:

One

Two...

Shoulder up



Phoenix pulls Fly up and hooks his leg, driving him to the mat with a Fishermens suplex pinning combination

Ref:

One

Two

T...


Shoulder up



Phoenix pulls Fly back to his feet. Fly tries a weak swing, but Phoenix ducks it, does a rear waistlock, and hits a german suplex, bridging it with a pin.

Ref:

One

Two

Th...


kickout



Phoenix once again drags Fly to his feet and manages to hit the side effect. Instead of following it with a pin, he heads up to the top rope. He leaps off with Fire Flight. Fly pulls his knees up and catches Phoenix in the gut with it. Phoenix rolls off him, clutching his ribcage. Fly rolls over and uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet. He uses the ropes to hold himself up as he regains his senses. Phoenix struggles to get to his feet as well. He notices Fly is seemingly out of the world, but Fly leaps away from the ropes with THC and sends the champ to the mat. Fly runs into the ropes and does a leg drop across the midsection on Phoenix. Phoenix rolls over in an attempt to shield himself from any more attacks, but that just opens up another option for Fly, as he quickly locks in a camel clutch. Phoenix seems helpless as Fly has the move locked in nicely. For a good minute Phoenix struggles fighting the pain. Just as it appears he's out, he starts fighting to get out of it again, and during this struggle his foot finds the ropes. The referee orders Fly to release the hold, and he refuses.

Ref:

One

Two

Three

Four

Fi...



Fly releases the hold, preventing him from getting DQ'd. He drags Phoenix up and lifts him up in a military press, dropping him down, ribs first, across his knees. Fly follows it up by grabbing one of the champs legs, rolls around, and locks in a figure four. Phoenix uses his hands to keep his back off the mat, but its obvious he's in pain. After a moment, Phoenix starts rocking from side to side until he manages to flip Fly over and reverse the pressure. Fly is only in the hold for a few seconds and, as with his height, he is almost always within reach of the ropes. Phoenix gets up from the hold. He runs at a rising Fly for a lariat, but Fly counters quickly by catching the arm, rolling around Phoenix to lock in a full nelson, picks him up, and chokeslams him hard to the mat. Fly looks down at Phoenix and pulls him up to his feet. Fly slips behind him, and locks in an abdominal stretch. Phoenix cries out in pain as he attempts to pull Fly off of him. The referee checks on Phoenix, who appears to be out. He raises the arm once. It falls.

Crowd: Phoe-nix! Phoe-nix! Phoe-nix!

The arm drops a second time, the crowd getting louder and more behind the champ. The ref raises it a third time, and it falls...

NO! There's still some fight left in Phoenix, as he uses this energy surge to fight his way to a point where he can elbow his way out of the move. After a few shots Fly has let up enough for the champ to whip Fly into the ropes and Phoenix catches him with the Xing Buster. Phoenix pulls Fly up and scoops him up with a scoop slam piledriver. He tries a cover after this one.

Ref:

One

Two

Th...


shoulder up



Phoenix pulls Fly up and lifts him up on his shoulders.

Tito: Phoenix Driver!

Fly counters the move by sliding off his back. He sets up Phoenix for a german suplex, but Phoenix uses his leg to block the move, then he quickly spins around so that he's behind Fly. He attempts a german of his own, but Fly counters with an elbow to the head. He grabs Phoenix by the throat and lifts him up for a chokeslam, but Phoenix counters out of it with a few kicks and a few punches and, on his way down, catches Fly with a DDT. With the momentum in his favor Phoenix heads to the turnbuckle. He turns to the crowd, where everyone is on their feet cheering him on. He then steps onto the second rope, then climbs on to the top.

Tito: He could be going for another headbutt here.

Fly has pulled himself onto his knees and lunges at the ropes, just as Phoenix gets his feet set, and Phoenix falls down, landing crotchfirst on the turnbuckle. Fly struggles up for a second, then heads to the turnbuckle. He climbs up to the top rope, and puts Phoenix's head under his arm.

Johnny: Yes! Do It!

Tito: Oh my god! An Evenflow off the top rope! Phoenix is done!

Fly does a lateral press, and the ref is in position.

Ref:

One

Two

Three!

NO!



Tito: Incredible! Phoenix got the shoulder up at the last minute!

Fly stares at Phoenix in disbelief. He was sure he had him with that one. Fly drags Phoenix up to his feet, and locks in a dragon sleeper. He holds it in for about 30 seconds, then nails Phoenix with the Final Cut. The cover.

Ref:

One

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Thre...


Shoulder up!



Fly gets a little frustrated and pulls up Phoenix. He grabs him by the throat, lifts him into the air, and chokeslams him to the mat. He hooks the leg.

Ref:

One

Two

Thre...


Shoulder up!



Fly stays on the attack as he pulls up Phoenix, and locks in a tazzmission.

Johnny: The Execution Style is locked in, I think my dream of seeing Phoenix tap out is finally coming true!

Fly falls down to the mat and wraps his legs in a scissors lock around Phoenix, keeping the tazzmission locked in, giving Phoenix no way to really get out of the move. Some of the anti-Phoenix fans in the crowd can be heard chanting "Tap, Tap, Tap" but it's very low. Phoenix starts struggling to get out of the move and the two start rolling around on the mat, Fly keeping the hold locked in the whole time. Finally, Phoenix manages to roll so that they both fall out of the ring, and Phoenix lands on top of Fly, and that alone is enough to cause Fly to break the hold. Phoenix uses this opportunity to regain his breath before he drags himself to his feet. Fly is using the ring to pull himself up. Phoenix sees this and grabs Flys head and slams it down on the apron. He continues to hold on with the left hand and throws a forearm to the face with the right arm. Phoenix follows up by tossing Fly into the barricade, and Fy spills over into the crowd. Phoenix heads after him, and the referee stops his count to leave and give chase.

Fly stumbles around in the crowd, trying to avoid Phoenix, but suddenly stops when he comes across a pair of broads that happen to be wearing THC t-shirts. He instantly stops and starts chatting with the ladies. One hands him a pen and lifts her shirt up. Fly signs a titty. As soon as he's finished, he is floored from behind by Phoenix. Phoenix picks up the pen and looks over at the chick who let Fly sign her breasts. She lifts the shirt back up and Phoenix signs the other titty. After he dots the I, he hands her the pen, and turns back to Fly, who is pulling himself to his feet with the aid of the rails that head up the stairs. Phoenix moves in for an attack, speedign up to a run at the end, and Fly ducks out of the way, and Phoenix runs into the rail and goes tumbling over it, and rolls a few feet down the stairs. The referee pleads with Fly to take it back to the ring, but Fly ignores him and starts stomping away at Phoenix. Phoenix rolls a couple steps down and crashes into the rail. Fly comes down and pulls Phoenix up, and lifts him onto his shoulders. Just as he's about to drop Phoenix on the barricade, Phoenix slides down behind Fly, and catches him with a reverse DDT. Phoenix pulls Fly's head between his legs and lifts him up for a powerbimb, then raises him up by the sweatpants.

Tito: Rising Flames on the barricade! He just shattered Fly's spine!

The middle of Fly's back catches the impact, before he flips off and lands on his neck in between the barricade and the ring. Phoenix steps over the barricade and lifts Fly up and drops Fly chest first on the barricade. Fly falls off and rolls over onto his back as Phoenix rolls back into the ring. The referee enters and starts counting Fly out. Phoenix heads up to the top rope, and leaps off with a diving headbutt and connects! Fly rolls over and grabs at his face, as Phoenix stands up to a cheering crowd. He grabs Fly and pulls him up, and whips him headfirst into the steel post. Phoenix rolls back into the ring to break the count and rolls back out. He pulls Fly up and we see blood is dripping from an open cut on his forehead. This encourages Phoenix, as he takes Fly head and slams it repeatedly into the steel steps, then rolls fly into the ring. Phoenix heads up top and leaps off with Fire Flight! and connects! The cover!

Ref:

One

Two

Thr..


Shoulder up!



Tito: Unbelievable! I thought this match was over!

Phoenix pulls Fly to his feet, and exectues a back doby drop. Phoenix does't let up with the attack, as he pulls Fly to his feet. Since their clse to the turnbuckle, Phoenix starts slamming fly face first into it. The crowd counts along.

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After the tenth one Phoenix pulls Fly away from the corner and hits a falling Tiger Driver. He holds on for the pin.

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Thre...



No! FLy kicks out!

Phoenix pulls Fly up and whips Fly hard into the turnbuckle. Fly stumbles out and tries to regain momentum as he swings wildy at Phoenix. Phoenix catches the hand, sends a palm strike to Flys face, turns into him, taking the right arm into an armbar with his own right arm, then back elbows Fly's face, grabs the head and drops fly with...

Tito: P-X Stunner! This ones over!

Phoenix rolls Fly over and covers him

Ref:

One

Two

Three.



NO! SHoulder up!

Phoenix doesn't seem the least bit frustrated, and pulls Fly back to his feet, hoists him up, and sets Fly on the turnbuckle facing the crowd, and you all know what happens next...

Tito: To The PAIN! to the floor! Fly is dead!

Phoenix takes his time getting up, knowing Fly is out, and he pulls fly up enough to roll him back into the ring. PX climbs up to the top rope, and leaps off with a Huston Hangover! and a cover!

Ref:

One

Two

Three!



No!

Tito: Fly got the shoulder up! What's it going to take for Phoenix to keep Fly down?

Now Phoenix is starting to get a little aggravated. He decides that it's time to end this. He pulls Fly up and lifts him onto his shoulders.

Tito: He's going for the Phoenix Driver!

FLy gets out of it! He slips down behind Phoenix, throws an elbow to the back of the head and hits Da Remix.

Johnny: He hit the Phoenix Driver. That's what I want to see.

Tito: But he can't capitalize. He's taken too much punishment. The referee's going to count them out.

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Fly starts to stir.

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Fly draps an arm across Phoenix's chest.

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Shoulder up!



Fly struggles up to a standing position.

Tito: He's lost a lot of blood, Johnny. I'm surprised he's still with us.

Johnny: That ain't shit. I've bled twice as much as that before and didn't miss a beat.

Phoenix gets to his feet just as Fly does and runs in for an attack, but Fly executes a drop toe hold and locks in an HHH Deatholck. The ring position isn't that great and Phoenix crawls about a half a foot so that he can reach the ropes. But, as he's done all match, Fly holds onto until the referee counts to four then breaks the hold. Fly sturggles a bit, but keeps on the offense, as he drags Phoenix up and tosses him into the turnbuckle. Fly grabs the ropes, then starts smashing his shoulders into Phoenix's midsection, nearly a half a dozen times, further weakening the ribs. Afterwards, he pulls Phoenix up onto the top rope and climbs up and drops back with a superplex. Fly stands up, walks around Phoenix and grabs his legs. He starts to try and turn him over, but Phoenix overpowers him and kicks him off of him. Fly lets Phoenix get to his feet, then scoops him up on the shoulders, then starts dropping him down in front of him, and then..

Tito: Tombstone Piledriver!

Fly pins Phoenix. Darkness style!

Ref:

One

Two

Three!


No! Shoulder up!



Tito: Had Fly not been cocky and actually hooked the leg, I believe we would have a new champion right now.

Johnny: Bah, he's just breaking Phoenix apart. Soon he'll finish Phoenix off.

Fly is irritated with Phoenix's resiliancy. He pulls Phoenix up and lifts him up in the air, as if he's going for a vertical suplex but at the highest point he stops and holds Phoenix there. and he keeps holding, and holding and holding, for a good ten seconds, before dropping Phoenix in a brainbuster DDT. He rolls over and hooks the leg.

Ref:

One

Two

Three!


No!



Phoenix gets a shoulder up at the last moment. Fly pulls Phoenix up and kicks him square him in the stomach. Phoenix clutches his stomach in pain and Fly puts Phoenix's head in between his legs, and raises him up for a powerbomb and slams him hard to the mat. But Fly holds on, picks Phoenix back up in the air, and slams him viciously down to the mat for a second one! However, Fly still has a hold of Phoenix's legs, and steps over him, and sits back.

Tito: The Tree of Pain! He has it locked in! Phoenix is trapped with nowhere to go!

Phoenix: Nowhere to go, but to tap out.

Phoenix refuses to give in, but he really has nowhere to go. He's in the dead center of the ring and FLy is applying as much pressure as he possiblly can. Phoenix reaches for the ropes, but he's a good three feet short. He tries to power out of the move, but Fly is too heavy. He tries to grab Flys foot, but it's out of reach as well. It seems that Phoenix is done for but you know Phoenix aint gonna give up that easy. He starts clawing his way to the ropes. Moving an inch at a time, each time taking in more and more damage from the Tree. Phoenix still has a mile to go, and it's going to be a bumpy road. slowly but surely he makes progress. After being in the move for a solid minute he has managed to move a foot closer to the ropes. Another nail biting minute, thats extremely excruciating for Phoenix, and he's another foot closer to go. Phoenix keeps on crawling, and reaches out. He's nearly 6 inches away. He crawls a little closer, a little closer. Three minutes of torture for Phoenix and he's just inches away from relief. His fingertips graze the bottom rope. Phoenix tries to lunge forward....

But, Fly just drags him back into the center of the ring, right where they started, and sits back down on him.

Johnny: This is GREAT!

Tito: There is no way Phoenix can endure this any longer. He's too hurt to go on.

Phoenix, goes back to work, trying to inch his way closer once again. After two mintues, he's almost a foot away. Then it appears as if he blacks out. He just buries his face in the mat. The ref goes and checks on him. Not able to tell if he's concious or not, the referee checks his hand. He raises it, and it falls. He raises it a second time. It falls.

Johnny: This is It! Fly's the new Champ!

The hand is raised for a third time, and it falls.



But Shoots back up before it hits the mat!

Tito: There's still some fight left in Phoenix!

Phoenix fights harder and harder, and finally, he wraps his arm around the bottom rope. Fly tries to keep the hold locked in and drag Phoenix back to the center of the ring, but he can't pull Phoenix off the bottom rope, and he has to let go when the referee reaches four, and you can tell he doesn't like it. Fly drops down with a fistdrop right to the back of Phoenix's head, and quickly slides his hands around for a rear naked choke. After taking his breath away, Fly pulls Phoenix up to his feet by his throat and sets him up for a chokeslam. But Phoenix kicks Fly off of him, and nails him with an Xing Buster. The momentum changes for the umpteenth time this match. PX forces Fly up and drills him with the X DDT.

Tito: Are we witnessing the "Rebirth?"

Johnny: I think so, and I hate it.

Phoenix climbs the ropes and leaps off with a diving headbutt. It takes him a second to recover, but he's on his feet, and he's standing awaiting Fly. Fly finally manages to get to his feet and Phoenix scoops him up on his shoulders.

Tito: Phoenix Dri.... what the?

Ghalleon slides into the ring, armed with a steel chair. Phoenix turns around to drop Fly, and catches the steel chair right across the face. The referee calls for the bell, awarding the match to Phoenix via DQ.

With both men on the ground, Ghalleon makes a move, as he stands over Fly and starts slamming the chair down across his head and back. The chair gets dented, and Ghalleon tosses the chair aside, and holds up his hand with his fingers counting out the number 5. A pissed off Phoenix stands up behind Ghalleon and cracks his neck, hoists Ghalleon up into a backbody drop, releases him, and turns into a chokeslam!

Tito: HELLFIRE!! Phoenix just clobbered Ghalleon with Hellfire!

T.H. Power: At the next Mass Khaos, there's going to be a bit of a reckoning. Ghalleon, you grab your little Order pals, Crim, Saphron, and Pender, and you four are going to go toe to toe with Soulfly, D-Matic, Alice Allure, and the champ here, Phoenix. And to really have some fun with it? It's gonna be a tables match!

Tito: Phoenix and Soulfly haven't even had time to cool off from this bout and T.H. Power has already signed them into a match for Mass Khaos!

Johnny: I think he's getting tired of this whole Soulfly and Ghalleon "thing".

Elmo appears on the Khaostron, in the parking garage, now missing both gloves.

Tito: What the hell is this?

Johnny: This aint Sesame Street!

Tito: I bet by now he's figured out there was no Duke McFlambe in the back.

Johnny: What's he going to do? Set HIMSELF on fire?

Elmo: I'm sure by now all of you are really curious as to who I am. Any of you with a brain realize that I'm not the same adorable Elmo I was in SCW.

Tito: That we have.

Elmo: The first thing I'm going to do is let you all in on a little secret. It was Elmo that put Duke in the hospital. It was Elmo that kept Duke in the hospital. It was Elmo that strung up that Doc Hawke. It was Elmo that laid out T.H. Power. Elmo did not, however, attack Soulfly or Tobias Burden. Elmo thinks he knows who did, though.

Elmo kicks off both furry boots.

Elmo: And yes, it's Elmo that is responsible for Aello just a few moments ago. Elmo has to thank the birdbrain Phoenix for splitting up Section 8 so he could pick off another member. She was easy, even for poor hurt Elmo. But you already know that about her, don't you Phoenix?

Tito: So whoever Elmo is is the person behind all this carnage recently?

Johnny: It certainly seems that way.

Elmo pulls off the furry pants, revealing black leather underneath.

Elmo: Elmo would like to point out that none of you should be surprised by Elmo's revalation. Elmo is a bit hurt that no one figured Elmo out before now. But Elmo feels it's time to get more direct. Elmo realizes that he must strike while the iron is hot, and start burning everyone that gets in Elmo's way. And Elmo has only one target in mind. A target that should be SO obvious by now. Elmo wants to burn his brother.

Elmo wriggles his arms into the suit, and in one swift motion throws off the Elmo body and head to reveal-

Tito: It's Carpenter!

Johnny: They really need some better locks for that guy!

Carpenter: Every time we get close to working through our differences in blood and fire, you manage to wriggle away. I've tried to get you to sacrifice your body to me, to put it all on the line. But I forgot what that truly means, didn't I. For you to put it all on the line, you need to be at your wits end. You need to have lost everything. I've hurt your friends, Phoenix. I've hurt your woman. And what you've seen so far is only just the beginning. I am going to do to you what NO ONE ELSE CAN. I'm going to destroy you, piece, by, piece. And there's no one that can stop me. I'm going to destroy Section 8. And you'll be powerless to stop it, because I already have your mind wrapped around my little finger. Thanks to this...

The camera zooms in on the paper Carpenter holds up. It's crumpled and torn, but it's clearly a birth certificate.

Daniel Collins
Born: June 29th, 1997
Mother: Jessica Nestor
Father: Quinn Collins



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**CREDITS**

Chief Returns? - Chief
OF Complains 1 - Ghalleon
Opener - Power
MYM match - Bob/Kahlan
Chief Attacks! - Power
Bob gets laid again - Bob
Toby vs Sal - Kahlan
Duke is bitched out - Phoenix
OF Complains 2 - Ghalleon
Fly/Ghalleon Confrontation - Fly
Elmo Bones Duke - Phoenix
(BG Match 1) Carpenter vs BC - Fly
(BG Match 2) Carpenter vs Power - P & P
OF Complains 3 - Ghalleon
(BG Match 3) Power vs Griffen - P & P
(BG Match 4) Griffen vs Bob - Power w/Phoenix
Aello Attacked - Kahlan
#1 Contender - Toby (ending by Px)
MBV Announcement #2 - Power
TKOW Title - Fly
Title Aftermath - Phoenix







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