-Dark Match-
Justin Marsham vs. Big L
Marsham controls this match and really gives Big L no chance to win. Marsham picks up the win in 6:49 pinning Big L.

-Dark Match-
Matt Margera vs. Shaun Wilson
Margera picks up an impressive victory over the former X-Division champion here. Margera and Wilson trade some fast action blows and some good drop kicks and wheel kicks. Eventually Wilson has Margera set up in the corner and looks for his running double knees, but Marger moves at the last second, and as Wilson comes out hits the Viva La Fusion on Wilson and picks up the 1.2.3 for an impressive win. {The Pyro goes off to begin Collision. One week after A Night to Remember and a more fitting name has never been given to a pay per view. It was a night that saw absolutely everything including a successful defense of the nCw World Title by Lance Ryan, ensuring that he will remain for at least one more title match in nCw. As the pyro is going off the fans are cheering loudly}

Kelly Fox: Welcome ladies and Gentlemen to the fallout from nCw's last pay per view, A Night to Remember. It was an amazing night all around and we expect nothing less here tonight.

Eric Hardy: That's right Kelly. We have an amazing card lined up this evening as we begin the past to nCw Reborn now and that means a fresh slate and new matches. It will be interesting to see just where everyone falls into…

{Eric is cut off as the lights in the arena fade completely out and the crowd is screaming in the dark. Suddenly the screams are overblown by the guitar rifts that start "Sixteen" by Demon Hunter. As the word Sixteen comes out pyro explodes through the arena and Red and Blue Lights are shining down on the stage now as a golden rain falls down on the entranceway. The fans in attendance are on their feet but in a state of stunned silence as they have no idea what to expect. Suddenly the mystery is broken as Lance Ryan slowly walks out onto the stage and the fans erupt into loud cheers for the nCw Champion. Lance is dressed in a black suit and he has the nCw Championship proudly over his shoulder as he slowly starts to make his way down the ramp-way. Lance slowly climbs the ring steps and when he reaches the top step pyro again explodes from all four ring posts and there is now a golden rain falling inside the ring on Lance as he climbs up a turn-buckle and poses for the crowd as flash-bulbs go off everywhere in the arena. Lance poses from all four sides of the ring for his reacquainted fans and he then reaches outside the ring for a microphone and stands in the middle of the ring as his music fades and the chants for him get even louder. Lance takes in the cheers for a few moments and is smiling from ear to ear.

Lance Ryan: What a Night!

{The fans immediately break out in chants of "Thank you Holland"}

Lance Ryan: Yes indeed. Thank you Dave Holland! What a match! I would venture to say that last week was the greatest match that I have had to date here in nCw. It was a match that circled around integrity and gamesmanship. There were so many times that I thought my reign as champion, and my career, had come to an end. I can imagine the roller coaster that that match was for you fans! But here we are, I am still champion and I am still alive and well in nCw. Ready and willing to take on all comers and ready and willing to fight anyone that thinks that they can defeat me. I am just begging for anyone in this company to show me that they have what it takes to be champion. I am begging someone to step up to the plate and show me that they are ready and able to take this company into the next era. An era without the Icon…

{Suddenly Lance is cut off and "Personal Jesus" plays over the PA System and the entire arena is again dropped into a shroud of darkness. When the lights come up again Reckless Jack is standing in the middle of the ring and is toe to toe and eye to eye with the nCw Champion. The crowd is voicing their opinion for Reckless Jack by booing lavishly.}

Reckless Jack: You know Lance, I've seen a lot of bull in my day but what you're doing, it's false. So many times I've seen you claim retirement and yet time after time after time, you've came back out to this ring and wrestled again. We've been friends for three years now Lance, three long years but you've been NOTHING but a con man for all three. I've seen you nearly kill people to attain that top spot in a promotion, I've seen you lie your way to the top spot and I've seen you book your way to the top. Oh yeah, remember that Lance? So when you come out here and say you're leaving once you lose that World Title, I just can't believe you. That's why I am declaring my intentions to face you at Reborn on May 11th in Chicago for that Heavyweight Title that you hold oh so dearly next to your greedy little heart. This title isn't about my greed, it's about MY power within this company. I win that belt, I retire you and nCw is forced to give me the time I want on television to spread my word.

{Lance looks at Jack for a moment taking in everything that he has just unloaded on Lance.}

Lance Ryan: Reckless Jack. You are so misguided. So far from the mark now that you even seem to have yourself convinced that you are something that you aren't. I separated myself from anything to do with you last week. I see what you have become, this…false prophet of some revolution. It is not your morals that need the work, in fact, it is not even your beliefs that need the work. The problem with your revolution is two-fold. The leadership, and your hypocritical life. Dude, I saw what you did last week. Your week consisted of chasing down a man that you have a history with and the end result was his death. You were to blame for the death of a man that had recently pledged to turn his life around…someone that would have been a great leader in this revolution of yours, someone that was on his way to redeeming himself perhaps. But that is not all that you did last week is it Jack? No. You proved on a grand stage that you are a terrible leader. Your misguided brother and you lost your chance to win the tag team titles. You walked to that ring with a chance to get your precious television time and the two of you choked. Spike Kane left you in the lurch and he did so because he is misguided and led by a leader that doesn't have the first clue how to lead. You are a failure Jack. You always have been. You want to talk about schemers and liars? You taught me everything that I know Jack, you are one of the worst human beings that I have ever met in my life. Oh, and you can declare that you plan to face me all that you want. I have a say in who I face for the World Title and I am not a believer in hand-outs. You have done nothing to prove to me that you deserve a shot at my title.

Reckless Jack: Hold the f**king truck up you son of a bitch. What happened to DeVito was a tragedy and I stated NUMEROUS times I didn't wish for his death. I wasn't the one who pulled the trigger. So don't go around with this outlandish speech about things you know nothing about. You don't see me butting into your personal life now do you? And how was losing my fault? I didn't tap out, I nearly broke my neck, again, and I still kept going, I wanted that win so damn bad and Spike dropped the ball on me. But Lance, I have no need to lie to you. I'm being truthful when I tell you that I need to end your career. I need to know that I ended a man I once considered my friend but now, no. You see Lance, even after that great match you and I had back in January in another federation, I still felt there was a riff between us despite the respect we showed one another. So when push comes to shove, you know I can beat you and you're just scared.

Lance Ryan: Jack, you can't beat me when I am holding the title and it's man to man combat. You have victories over me, victories that have been tainted and victories that have been when I really had nothing on the line. This is the big leagues man. This is my title, I am the torch bearer for this company and when it comes to that, there is nobody here that can touch me. Least of all you.

{Lance steps past Reckless Jack and looks toward the back.}

Lance Ryan: So is there any real men in the back that actually DESERVE a title shot? You know, anyone that has proven that they may actually be capable of winning some gold?

Reckless Jack: I never thought I'd see the day that Lance Ryan would be backing down from a challenge. But hey at least I don't need some retirement bulls**t angle to get myself over.

{Lance turns abruptly and looks Reckless Jack in the eye.}

Lance Ryan: No that's right. You need some tough saint angle. You are far from a saint Jack and you will remain far from my title. I don't need to face you, nor will I.

{"Snowblind" by Black Sabbath hits and Leonard Fox walks out onto the stage to a mixed reaction and he looks down into the ring.}

Leonard Fox: Fellas. Calm the emotions down a notch here. Last time I checked I was the one that called the shots around here. Not you Reckless Jack. You certainly cannot declare yourself the number one contender. Not you Lance, you do not get to hand choose your opponent. ME! That is why I have decided to make a decision. The two of you have quite honestly pissed me off over the past few months and I see no better way to solve that problem than to have you tear one another apart. That is why at Reborn, I am making it Lance Ryan versus Reckless Jack for the nCw title. Oh, and to make sure that you destroy one another…that match will be best two out of three falls. Enjoy.

{Leonard Fox turns and walks off stage leaving Lance and Jack standing toe to toe in the middle of the ring now.}

Reckless Jack: Lance, count your days. Mark it on the calendar because on May 11th, that will be your last night in wrestling.

{With that Reckless Jack rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp to more boos. When he is almost through the curtain Lance holds him up.}

Lance Ryan: You want to talk about friendship that we used to have Jack? We never had friendship. You have always been clinging to me for the spotlight that always falls upon me. You have clung to me since we first met for a glimpse of what true glory looks like. May 11th you will finally get a real look at what a true champion is. In front of everyone that is there that night and for all the viewers at home I swear to you that I will prove to the world what I already know. You are worthless in the ring. You are only as good as those that you cling to, and when we set foot in that ring together I am not only going to out you as not being a saint, I am going to show the world that you are out of your league. Consider yourself on notice Jack, it will not be my career that ends. It will be yours.

{Reckless Jack ignores the comments from the World Champion and points at his wrist as to say that time is running out. He then heads to the back.}

Eric Hardy: Well… that was chilling, two former best friends at each other's throats.

Kelly Fox: Jack is just jealous, but I'm hearing we have to take a short commercial break, and bring you right back to the action fans.

Eric Hardy: Now it's time for a showcase of young talent in a triple threat match.

Kelly Fox: More like a.. who the (beep) are these guys match..

Eric Hardy: Luckily the censor was on that one.

("This Dark Day" by Twelve Stones hits the speakers, the lights flash in time with the drums, and as the song kicks in, Christian Kane walks out onto the rampway. He stands their soaking in the cheers and boos and poses, before sprinting to the ring, sliding into the ring and jumping to his feet. He climbs the turnbuckle arms extended as he shows off his physique.)

Amber Ashe: Introducing first from Birmingham, England. Christian Kane!

Eric Hardy: He's gotta be looking to make an impression here tonight. After a bitter battle at a Night to Remember with Hammond, he needs to show that he's still a marquee talent here.

Kelly Fox: Still?

Eric Hardy: Ignored..

(The arena is still buzzing from the night's events, the hubbub of the crowd settling slightly, the audience waiting for the next event.

Then suddenly a drumline rips out through the PA, lights in the arena flashing, the Tron showing Jack as he stands, grinning confidently, occasionally strobing with his name in bold letters. A lairy British voice can be heard shouting out over it, the drums still crashing away.

We put this festival on you b******s, with alot of love! We worked for one year for you pigs! And you want to break our walls down and destroy us?! Well you go to hell!

With that, a British Invasion fuzzed up riff breaks through, just as Jack Hammond strides through with a confident grin, the lights still flashing above him and from the Tron as he observes the crowd, shrugging before walking down the ramp towards the ring, still looking about, grinning.

He jumps onto the ring apron before hopping over the top rope, wheeling about, yelling at the crowd, mounting the second turnbuckle to look around the arena before hopping off and limbering up in the ring, waiting for/staring down his opponent.)

Amber Ashe: And his opponent, from London, England. Jack Hammond!

Eric Hardy: After his no contest with Chris Kane last week, he's going to be looking for a chance to prove that he is exactly as good as he says he is..

Kelly Fox: Or Exactly as good as I say he is.. which isn't much..

(The intro to I.V. by X-Japan begins as the lights go very dim. When the intro stops and the music begins a spot light shines on the stage where Rob Diamon now stands with his arms stretched out. He looks all around before throwing his arms down accompanied by some pyro. He makes his way down the ramp slapping the hands of those who are reaching. Diamond rolls in under neath the bottom rope and stands up. He stretches out again and turns around and around so the whole arena can take him in. Some fans cheer, other boo, Rob is in different as he waits to begins the match.)

Amber Ashe: Hailing from Greenwich, Connecticut, USA. Rob Diamond!

Eric Hardy: Diamond is in a bad spot here. In between two guys who want each others blood so bad they can taste it.

Kelly Fox: There's a joke in there, but I can't say it on national television.

Eric Hardy: Will you behave Kelly..?

Kelly Fox: Until we get to a match worth watching, no.

(The bell rings and immediately Hammond and Kane begin exchanging right hands. Diamond watches for a minute, backs into the corner, hops onto the middle turnbuckle then jumps to nail them both with overhand chops. Diamond, pleased with himself, turns and shrugs at the crowd. He turns back around to get hit by a double clothesline from both Kane and Hammond. Kane grabs Diamond and puts him on his shoulders. He points at Hammond, then an the corner, signaling him to try for a Doomsday device. Hammond climbs the turnbuckle, smirks, then nails Christian in the face with a missile dropkick.)

Eric Hardy: Mistake there by Christian. He trusted Jack Hammond, and paid for it.

Kelly Fox: Hmm.. maybe I was wrong about Jack. Decent enough guy.

(Hammond shows off a bit, then goes for a cover on Kane. 1!.. pin broken up by Diamond. Rob grabs Jack by the head, wrenching back for a mat slam. Kane comes running, taking Rob down with a Thez press and going to town on his face with right hands. He winds up for one big punch when Hammond bounces off the ropes and catches Kane in the face with a front dropkick. Jack rolls back through to his feet, takes off for the side ropes and goes for a Lionsault. Diamond rolls out of the way and takes Hammond down with a running STO as he stands up. Diamond grabs Hammonds legs and locks in a Figure 4.)

Eric Hardy: Hammond has to reach the rope here or this one's over.

Kelly Fox: Come on Jack!

Eric Hardy: I thought you didn't care?

Kelly Fox: I don't, just amusing myself.

(Kane makes the save forcing Diamond to break the hold. Diamond gets up only to be nailed by a German Suplex from Christian. He holds on to attempt a second, but Diamond rolls through and counters the move into a reverse DDT. Diamond looks shocked at what he had done, but his amazement is shortlived as Hammond grabs his head and nails him with a running Facebuster.)

Eric Hardy: All three men have similar styles, so I expected this match to be fast paced, but I'm having trouble keeping up with it.

Kelly Fox: I'm having trouble caring.

(Kane and Diamond both getting up. Hammond goes for a clothesline on Kane, but Kane ducks and Hammond runs right into a well executed Spinebuster from Rob Diamond. Diamond again looks stunned by his own moves, when Kane comes from behind and lands a Russian Leg Sweep. He picks up the prone Diamond and locks him in a Dragon Sleeper. Hammond, seeing his hopes of victory slipping away, jumps on Christian's back and puts him in a sleeper hold.)

Eric Hardy: Great maneuver by Hammond, he saw what Chris Kane was doing and acted. Now Kane has to try extra hard to not only force Rob Diamond to submit, but keep himself from submitting as well.

(Finally, Kane lets go of Diamond as he starts to fade out of conciousness. The ref picks Kane's hand up, and lets it go. It falls to the mat. 1! He does so a second time. It also falls to the mat. 2! Diamond stands up, and lines up Hammonds face, then drives a Super kick into it. Hammond releases the hold and falls to the canvas, as does Kane. Diamond once again grabs the legs of the prone Hammond and locks in the Figure 4.)

Eric Hardy: Jack has nowhere to go now. He's a good six inches from that bottom rope. He needs to hold out for Christian to make the save or this one is over.

Kelly Fox: He'll make it. He has to.

Eric Hardy: Did you bet on him or something?

Kelly Fox: Umm... maybe..

(Hammond's face is wracked with pain, but he shakes his head vigorously, refusing to tap out. Kane is on his feet now, landing a Senton splash on both Diamonds body and Hammonds leg. Diamond breaks the hold as Hammond rolls away in obvious pain. Kane picks Diamond up, and sets him up for the Systemshock. Diamond reverses it into a back body drop. Kane gets up quickly and jumps on Diamonds shoulders for a Hurricanrana, but Diamond reverses the momentum, twists his body, leaps and nails the Diamond Cutter! Diamond with the pin. 1! 2! 3! Hammond tries to make the save, but with his bad leg is a half second too late. Diamond rolls out of the ring as "I.V" begins to play again. He looks around, waiting to be told if it's a joke, then the ref raises his hand.)

Eric Hardy: For a second there he wasn't sure if he actually won or not. Nevertheless, impressive win by Rob Diamond.

Amber Ashe: Here is your winner, Rob Diamond!

Kelly Fox: In hindsight, that was a well paced exciting match.

Eric Hardy: You were actually watching?

Kelly Fox: Of course.

Eric Hardy: I hope so. For your sake.

Shot opens backstage, where Chad Lights is standing by to interview Matt Margera.

Chad Lights: More exciting action on the way here on Collision, but right now I'd like to take some time out to talk with one Matt Margera.

Matt Margera: Ahem... "The Icon" Matt Margera.

Chad Lights: Don't you think that Lance Ryan would take exception to you using the name of "The Icon?" I mean, after all, he is the nCw Champion.

Matt Margera: And older than the entire San Antonio Spurs roster put together, but that's beside the point. Chad, the reason I requested this interview time was because I wanted to let people know that for a limited time, they can buy the new Matt Margera T-shirt for only $14.95 plus shipping and handling. See how nice this new t-shirt is?

The shirt is blue with a black anarchist symbol on it. In white text across the top(the front side) it says "THE ICON" and at the bottom "MATT MARGERA." Matt turns it around, and on the back it says "WREAKING HAVOC SINCE 1981."

Chad Lights: Nice shirt, but that can't be the real reason you asked for this interview.

Matt Margera: Well, I did have to address the nCw fans tonight. As I stated earlier this week on nCw.com, I didn't help the Sports Nutz because I've mended fences with them and started drinking tea with them. I did it to prove a point, that they NEED help to win matches. And if Shawn Payne-in-the-ass and Dork Tiger don't like it, they can find me anytime, anywhere. But enough about old news. Let's talk about my time here in nCw. Now I haven't had the best string of luck here lately, so I've brought in someone that I know pretty well. This man carried Gordon Heath and the Sports Nutz around to get them to where they are.

Matt motions for someone to walk into the camera shot. An older man, looking like he's in his 50s, wearing red shorts and a grey T-shirt that says "Lolligag High School" on the front walks into the camera shot.

Matt Margera: Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you my new head coach... Coach Tom Foolery!

Chad Lights: Tom Foolery? And what the hell is Lolligag High School?

Coach Tom: Listen here, you yankee! Lolligag is a great school in the great state of Texas. Now I'll admit that our football program has struggled at times, but the kids play their hearts out. And it's too bad that Gordon Heath and the Sports Nutz don't want to reconcile with me and recognize the fact that without me they would've been nothing in this business...

Gordon Heath walks into the camera shot, holding a sheet of paper, grinning from ear to ear.

Chad Lights: Gordon Heath, what are you doing here? And what are you smiling about?

Matt Margera: Maybe George and Craig finally said yes when he kept asking them out.

Gordie rolls his eyes, then goes on to speak.

Gordon Heath: Chad, I must ask if any of the nCw writers are leaking information out to the internet, because I heard about how Coach Tom Foolery just signed a contract here in nCw to manage Matt Margera. Well, Tom, remember when you hired a staffing agency to take care of your contract for you?

Coach Tom: Yeah, what about it?

Gordon Heath: Well, they hired me to take care of it. And yes, you still manage Matt Margera, but I put a little piece of fine print into the contract to help benefit you. You see, I own the rights to you. And since you manage Matt, I in a round about way own the rights to him as well. It's nice that we can finally work together now.

Gordie grins as he hands Tom the contract, then walks off. Tom looks it over and can't believe his eyes. Matt looks at it, and throws his skateboard down and storms off.

Eric Hardy: Next up we have a few men that have been developing a rivalry with each other.

Kelly Fox: Yawn.

Eric Hardy: What my announce partner MEANT to say is that the Sports Nutz aren't to fond of Shot in the Dark right now and the new Xtreme Champion is set to go after his current number one contender in the monster Jack Hammer!

Kelly Fox: No…actually….I did mean yawn.

{"Ecstasy of Gold" hits, and out come Craig Mueller and George Dunpork with Gordon Heath following behind them to tremendously loud boos from the crowd. Craig and George throw peanuts at the ringside fans. George takes things a step further by going up to a fan at ringside(usually a little kid) and belching in that person's face.}

Eric Hardy: Absolutely disgusting!

Kelly Fox: You would think the fans would get the idea by now.

{The riff to Iowa begins to play, and the lights go low. Rain falls at the entrance and two shadows appear at the entrance ramp, and begins to slowly walk to the ring. The fan's reaction is mixed, with some pops and some heat throughout the arena. Dark Prophet, clothed in a straight jacket, has arrived. He is escorted by Fate.}

{Relax... it's over, you belong to me I fill your mouth with dirt Relax... it's over, you can never leave I take your second digit with me... Love…}

{You are... my first, I can barely breathe I find you fascinating You are... my favorite, lay you down to sleep It's all that I can do to stop... Love…}

{Prophet rolls under the ropes into the ring, and the lights rise. Fate takes off Prophet's straight jacket. He kneels down in the nearest corner. His cold eyes are fixed upon the mat as he waits for the bell to ring.}

Eric Hardy: The new Xtreme Champion looks quite intense if I do say so myself.

Kelly Fox: Blah, blah, blah.

{Pyro goes off and they enter the ring as Made of Scars by Stone Sour plays.}

Kelly Fox: Wow…that was short and simple. Just like there careers, HA! Did you hear that Hardy? You hear what I just said?

Eric Hardy: I'm beginning to think you just like hearing the sound of your voice.

Kelly Fox: Yeah…pretty much.

{Ten Thousand Fists by Disturbed plays on the PA as JackHammer and Angel come through the curtain and head down the ramp to the ring. Angel heads to the corner as JackHammer climbs the ring steps, he then stops at the top and raises his left fist sending pyros shooting out of the ring posts. JackHammer then steps into the ring over the top rope and removes his duster and bandana.}

Kelly Fox: This guy is my pick to win, Dave. He has it all. Strength, charisma and a lucrative Gatorade deal. How can you not like him?

Eric Hardy: Oh God….do I foresee another boyfriend for Kelly Fox?

Kelly Fox: No of course not! Do you see the size of his current girlfriend? Hammer is good but he isn't worth that much effort.

Eric Hardy: Well we are about to see exactly how much effort all these men are about to give as this match begins!

{We start off as Shawn Payne tangles with Mueller. Mueller instantly gets the young kid into a hammer lock. Payne yells out in pain as he pushes back ward and backs Mueller into the ropes and uses the spring board affect to free himself with an arm drag. Mueller is surprised but he comes back quick with a dragon screw takedown. Payne goes down but Mueller still has a hold of the leg and he drives an elbow into the thigh of Paynes right leg.}

Eric Hardy: Craig Mueller going after the leg of Shawn Payne.

Kelly Fox: You know your supposed to commentate, not state the obvious?

{Mueller locks in a leg grapevine as Shawn desperately scrambles for the ropes. Payne gets there and the ref starts his count to break the hold. Like any normal heel Mueller doesn't break until around four in a half. He gets up to his feet and the ref begins to yell at him. He holds his arms out like he didn't do anything and then stomps onto the right leg of Shawn Payne as the crowd boo.}

Eric Hardy: You see that? Utter disrespect to his opponent.

Kelly Fox: I don't know what your talking about Hardly, that's just an example of there superior wrestling ability.

{Mueller begins to lift Payne up by the head but more so by the hair. The ref reprimands him again allowing Payne to get an elbow to the midsection of the Sports Nut breaking the grip Craig had on him. Shawn goes to run for the ropes but Craig yanks on the hair of Payne and he goes down landing hard on the back of his head. Craig chuckles to himself as he goes over and tags his partner George Dunpork into the ring.}

{George raises his arms and yells as the crowds boo at him. He waves it off like it ain't no thang and runs right into a HUGE dropkick from Shawn Payne! It connects right in the chest of the big man and he goes stumbling back and into the ropes. Dunpork comes stomping back towards him and he gets leveled by a Shotgun Kick (super kick) that takes the big man down! Payne jumps on for the cover.}

Eric Hardy: Payne could win it here.

{The ref counts…1.…2.…..kick out with authority from Dunpork. Dunpork takes a second to shake the sting off and by then Payne has already tagged in his partner…..Jack Hammer! Hammer runs into the ring and immediately gets into a brawl with Dunpork.}

Eric Hardy: OH MAN! Look at this carnage in the ring!

Kelly Fox: There are fists flying everywhere and unfortunately most of them belong to Jack Hammer.

{Dunpork takes a ruthless bicycle kick to the jaw and he flies back into his corner, Mueller takes the tag and comes in and nails the big man in the ribs with a knee. Hammer hunches over and Mueller locks Jack into a side headlock. He squeezes tightly and begins to talk trash to Shot in the Dark but he doesn't realize that the monstrous Jack Hammer is able to lift up the Sports Nut up and down with a huge side slam. Mueller takes the fall and Hammer sits up with a sick smile directed right at Dark Prophet!}

Eric Hardy: Hammer is taunting the Xtreme Champion!

Kelly Fox: It's as if he is saying that could be DP. But that of course remains to be seen.

{Mueller begins to crawl around looking for a tag as Hammer tags in The Dark Tiger. Tiger comes in and grabs the leg of his opponent so he cant make the tag. Mueller digs his nails into the mat to try and get away but it doesn't work out so well as the fresh Dark Tiger drags him closer to his corner. Tiger whips Mueller into the ropes and on the return he gets DRILLED with a devastating "Kick of Darkness" (Yakuza Kick).}

Eric Hardy: WOW! Mueller might be missing teeth with that one.

{Tiger goes for the pin. 1.….2.…..3!!!!!}

We cut backstage as we find Steve Awesome sauntering down the hall way. As he comes toward us two unknown females walk past and you see Awesome turn to look at them as they continue down the hall. He turns back and continues down the hall way.

Awesome: "Hey, cock tease."

He calls out to some member of the road crew that was walking past. Awesome: "Where exactly is there a Denny's around here? Any idea?"

The guy just shrugs his shoulders and walks off.

Awesome: "Completely useless! What's a guy gotta do to get some breakfast around here?"

He half asks and half yells toward the crew member.

"You could stay the whole night with me for once."

The voice catches our hero by surprise as he quickly spins around to find out where it came from. And much to his dismay it was exactly who he thought it was.

Awesome: "Carly."

She stands with a hand on her hip in typical angry girl fashion.

Carly: "Oh, so you do know who I am. I was beginning to think you forgot since you haven't been answering my phone calls."

Awesome: "You've been calling me? I had no idea."

A bold faced lie.

Carly: "Yeah, I called like every day."

Awesome: "So I noticed."

He said under his breath.

Carly: "What?"

Awesome: "I said…uh….stupid wireless. They go haywire every so often. Bunch of monkeys connecting cords up in a satellite."

Steve flashes an innocent smile, which may or may not cause nuns to cry, but it does cause Carly to melt.

Carly: "Well I guess that's okay. It happens, right? The important thing is that were together now."

Steve rolls his eyes.

Awesome: "Yeah…..how about that?"

You caught the sarcasm off that right? Good. And to make matters worse, at this point Layla can be seen coming down a hall way to the right of where Awesome and Carly stood. She spots them and quickly puts her back against the wall to avoid being spotted and she watches the conversation.

Carly: "So…."

She says as she twirls her hair in her fingers.

Carly: "What do you want to do?"

Awesome: "Well I was on my way to Denny's."

He tries to walk away but Carly stops him.

Carly: "Well…maybe I could come with you?"

Awesome: "Yeah…or maybe you could just stay here."

Awesome walks past her, but Carly calls after him. Carly: "What am I supposed to do?"

Awesome: "I don't know? Maybe you could interview somebody instead of wondering what I'm doing."

At this point Carly plants a huge kiss on the tag team champion.

Carly: "But…you said we had something special."

Steve looks down at her, that sly cocky grin appears on his face.

Awesome: "You're right. I did say that. But here's a fun fact for you sweetheart, you ain't the first bitch I've ever said that too. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to collect a delicious debt that my tag team partner owes me. Peace!"

At this point, Awesome turns and walks off. Carly bursts into tears and runs off the other way and Layla who had been watching this whole time looks completely furious!

Layla: "Oh…..HELL no!"

She cracks her knuckles as she walks back the way she came.

Cut to commercial.

( We come back from commercial to find Angel knocked out in a pool of blood in his locker room. The X Division title is lying on top of him. Shelly is crouching at his side. Leonard Fox followed by Chad Lights and Falcon come into the room. )

Leonard: What the hell happened?

Shelly: I don't know. I… I left the room… I heard some noise, came running back…. And I found him like this.

Leonard: Falcon?

Falcon: Wasn't me, I was looking forward to our match together.

Chad Lights: What does this mean for the tag match?

Leonard: I'm calling it off.

Falcon: No, I'll go out there. I'll fight them.

Chad Lights: Why?

Falcon: Why? One, it's a fight, two, it was probably them who did this.

Leonard: Your right, it probably was…. All right Falcon. Get out there cause your up next.

Falcon rushes out of the room

Shelly: Can someone please get him some help?

Leonard: Chad, get the in house doctor.

Chad Lights: I'm on it.

Leonard looks down at Angel, who is just now starting to wake up.

Shelly: Stay still Angel.

Leonard: Someone is going to pay for this.

Shelly: You can bet on it.

We fade back out to ringside. There is a disappointing silence amongst the crowd, as they were looking forward to seeing the new X-Division Champion.

Hardy: Just another low down, dirty Age of the Revolution tactic.

Fox: Get over it Hardy, theres no proof.

Hardy: Except that Angel has been calling Spike out for months, and Spike tried to cost Angel that title.

Fox: Besides that.

Hardy: It doesn't matter, the Revolution is over with tonight anyways, least that's what I heard.

Fox: It will never end, it will just take on a new shape.

Hardy: No matter what happens, this match still happens, and it happens with Falcon taking on both Spike Kane and Xavier Williams.

Fox: Which means Falcon is going to get crushed.

Hardy: Not without a fight.

(Smoke filters up from the exit to the back. The song begins with that all familiar drum pattern.)

"Uhnhhuunhhhuhhnnaaa..." "Let's FIGHT!"

(Falcon emerges from the smoke as the dual guitars blast sonic waves into the arena. He runs to the left on the stage, throwing his hands up, urging the crowd to their feet.)

"We're face to face.." "Loyalty.. is what.. I need.. to see from you.." "You're insecure.." "I can see the fear that breeds in your heart.."

(He runs back to the right, feeling the energy and feeding off it. More gestures, the crowd is near frenzied by this point.)

"Where will you run" "Where will you hide" "I see the blood" "Drip from your eyes" "Lets get it on" "And we'll fight!"

(He runs back to the center, then down the ramp. Sliding nimbly into the ring, moving to the corner and leaping from the canvas to the top turnbuckle.)

"I know who you are." "The Leader of lost souls." "You can't kill me.. I'm Immortal.."

(He drops down, moving to the ropes on no particular side, and standing on them, half on the bottom, half on the middle, arm raised in the devil horns.)

"I'm not afraid to die." "My soul will travel on." "You can't kill me.. I'm IMMORRRTTTAAALLL.."

Hardy: Falcon is amped, and ready to deliver.

Fox: Too bad he is going to get crushed.

Hardy: Will you stop. Falcon is more than capable of fighting off both of them.

Fox: Somehow I doubt that. But we're going to find out.

Hardy: To think this is going to be the last time we have to hear this music.

Fox: We'll see.

Hardy: Yeah, we'll see it right now, then never again.

The lights go out as the drums of "Miseria Cantare" by AFI begins. Soon thereafter, strobe lights begin to flicker in a red and white hue. Once the drum beats become more consistent and the voice of Davey Havok is heard, the lights begin to flash on and off in the red color. After a minute and twenty five seconds or so, a trap door raises up from the stage as Spike Kane and Xavier Williams are seen rising through it. The lights come back on in the normal color as it begins to rain red from the ceiling. Both of them are wearing the traditional garb. "Miseria Cantare" continues to pump out the arena's sound system. Once that dies out, the following is heard throughout the arena...

"I see all this potential, and I see squandering. damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy s**t we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off."

Another song starts, "A Victim, A Target" by Misery Signals. Finally, Spike and Xavier start to walk down to the ring. Spike Kane strides quickly to the ring while Xavier Williams is busy yelling at the fans until they finally get to the ring. They both run in and slide, hopping up to their feet. The rain stops as they pace about the ring, pissed off. The hoodies come off as the music fades off. Age of the Revolution then stares towards the numerous fans in attendance here tonight as they get prepared for a match.

Hardy: The memories this brings back. And pretty soon all they will be is a memory. NCW will finally be back to normal.

Fox: Not before they destroy one last adversary.

Hardy: Still I doubt it.

The bell rings and Xavier and Falcon will start. The two lock up immediately. Falcon tries to push Xavier back into his own corner, but Spike tags, and kicks Falcon in the side through the ropes. Falcon lets go of Xavier as Xavier quickly clothes line him. Spike spring boards over the ropes hitting Falcon right in the chest with an elbow drop.

Fox: For a defunct stable they work well together.

Hardy: You just wait. Falcon won't be defeated that easily.

Fox: Won't he now?

Spike pulls Falcon to his feet and whips him right into the corner. Xavier, now on the outside, grabs Falcon in a choke hold. Xavier is choking the life out of Falcon. Spike begins to kick Falcon in the chest and stomach over and over again. The ref finally breaks it up. Falcon drops to his knees, and grabs at his throat. The ref pushes Spike back and reprimands him. Xavier now spring boards over the ropes with a leg drop to the back of Falcon's head. The ref spins around and forces Xavier out of the ring.

Hardy: The ref is trying like crazy to keep some order here.

Fox: Not gonna happen. Spike and Xavier are way to smart for Falcon. The mans a fool for accepting.

Hardy: I think it was rather brave of him.

Fox: To chose to walk into this match alone? He could have asked for a new partner.

Hardy: Maybe he liked it better this way. A chance to prove himself.

Fox: A chance to be stupid.

Falcon is slowly getting to his feet. Spike stands back, then sprints at Falcon and kicks him in the face. Falcon falls to his side, and rolls to the outside.

Hardy: Spike is un relenting.

Fox: Only the best from the best.

Xavier leaps off the apron and bull dogs Falcon on the floor padding. The ref now goes to the outside and pushes Xavier back. Falcon starts to stand up as Spike comes flying out of the ring with a cross body on Falcon. The two collide with the guard rails. Spike gets to his feet pretty quickly and kicks Falcon in the side of the head. The ref is now on him and pushes him back. Xavier runs at Falcon, who is lying against the guard rails, Xavier nails him in the face with a drop kick.

Hardy: Is there anyway to get some order?

Fox: Not from a revolution there isn't.

Hardy: It's dead Kelly. Dead.

Fox: So is Falcon, and Angel.

The ref finally has Spike and Xavier together and has forced them back in the ring. Falcon is up and shaking out the cobb webs. The ref checks on Falcon and he wants to continue. Falcon takes the long way up the steps and Spike tags in Xavier. Falcon no sooner steps through the ropes as Xavier comes off the ropes right at Falcon. Falcon side steps Xavier and grabs him in a drop toe hold. Falcon quickly gets on Xavier's back and locks him in a cross face.

Hardy: And just like that he can turn this around.

Fox: Yeah, yeah.

Xavier is too close to the ropes, he grabs them, and the ref breaks the hold. Falcon is quick to his feet and is begging Xavier to come at him again. Xavier gets up and charges, Falcon grabs him with a hip toss. Xavier gets right back up only to catch a round house kick to the head. Xavier falls onto the ropes, Falcon comes flying from the other side of the ring and clothes lines Xavier over the top. Falcon leaps to the top rope. Throws up the devil horns, and swanton bombs Xavier Williams from the top rope to the outside.

" NCW! NCW! NCW! "

Hardy: These fans love Falcon.

Fox: too bad he's going to die tonight.

Hardy: Kelly, please just be open minded.

Fox: I'm open minded enough to know that he's going to die.

Falcon is too his feet, Spike Kane comes flying off the apron with a clothes line of his own, both men going to the floor. The ref doesn't even get to count as he has to pull Spike off of Falcon again. Falcon gets up and shoves the ref out of his way as he decks Spike right in the face. Spike falls back, but comes at Falcon again. Falcon un leashes a flurry of punches on Spike Kane. Xavier Williams comes up behind Falcon and begins punching him in the back of the head. The ref looks more determined to get some control here.

Fox: He might as well just give up. It's over.

Hardy: I think the ref may throw this one out.

Fox: It would probably be in Falcon's best interest.

Hardy: I'm starting to agree with you for once. These odds may be stacked too high for even Falcon.

Spike Kane and Xavier Williams head back to the ring again. Falcon pushes past the ref and slide in. Spike and Xavier begin stomping away on Falcon's back. Xavier and Spike stop as Spike gets back out on the apron. Xavier tags him in. Spike graciously steps through the ropes. Falcon is up. Spike backs him into the opposite corner.

Hardy: Falcon needs to pull something out right here, right now, or this match may be over.

Fox: This won't be over until Angel just gives in and realizes he can't beat Spike. Until then, everyone Angel knows will pay.

Spike goes to Irish Whip Falcon, Falcon reveres, Spike reverses, Falcon holds on and goes for a whisper in the wind. Spike runs and pushes Falcon before he has a chance to jump, Falcon goes flying to the outside and crashes on top of the guard rails. Falcon falls over and into the crowd.

Fox: And there it is. Spike has just shown the entire locker room why you don't call him out.

Hardy: KELLY! LOOK!

Angel is making his way down the entrance ramp. He has a bandage on his for head, but it's already bleed through. Shelly is trying to stop him, but he ignores her. Xavier Williams jumps off the apron and runs at Angel. Xavier swings, Angel blocks, and kicks him right in the balls, Xavier drops to his knees, then to the floor. The crowd lets out a collective "OW." Spike Kane comes flying out of the ring with a cross body, Angel catches him, but they both fall to the floor.

Hardy: Angel is looking for some pay back here.

Fox: He's not going to get it.

Angel and Spike are rolling around on the ground, punching the hell out of each other. The ref jumps out of the ring and tries to break it up. Falcon has climbed back up and over the barrier. Falcon comes running around the ring. Xavier is starting to get to his feet. Falcon jumps up on the barrier, runs on top of it, Falcon flies at Xavier. Xavier connects with Falcon's head with a Pele kick.

Fox: Xavier is dishing out the pain on Falcon.

Hardy: The ref isn't going to be able to stop this.

Fox: Good. I like a good fight.

Hardy: It's just getting ugly now.

Angel and Spike are up, but their still laying in on each other. Xavier Williams has mounted Falcon, and punching him in the head. The ref tries to split up Angel and Spike. They both deck the ref. He falls to the ground. Spike whips Angel into the barrier. Spike runs at Angel. Angel picks him up in the air and drops him on the barrier. Spike rolls off into the crowd. Angel jumps the barrier and starts attacking Spike again. The two of them are making their way through the crowd exchanging left and rights. Back ring side. Xavier and Falcon are still going at it. Security has now made their way down to the ring trying to break this up. A group of refs has also come ring side.

Hardy: I think their calling this match. Xavier Williams and Falcon can't be split up. There must be ten security guards out here trying to get between them. I wonder what sparked the fire under Falcon.

Fox: And Angel and Spike have vanished into the crowd. This is good.[color=red]

Xavier and Falcon have been seperated. Seven men holding each of them back. Four refs, ten security guards total. Their both screaming at each other.

Fade to backstage.

Spike and Angel have made their way back stage some where. The two of them still just punching wildly at each other. Spike grabs Angel and rams his head into the wall. Angel returns with a kick to the gut and an upper cut. Spike grabs a broom and nails Angel. Angel drops to one knee. Spike swings again, but Angel punches Spike in the throat. Spike drops to a knee now, holding his neck. The two of them start throwing rights exclusively at one another. Finally from down the hall way Joe Everyman and "Jack" come up from behind Angel and drag him away. From behind Spike come Lance Ryan and Jamie Ryan and they drag Spike away. Angel and Spike are both still trying to break away, but more security is now showing up as well as Leonard Fox…. Commercial.

Eric Hardy: "We have had some amazing matches so far tonight and what we have in store for you folks now is going to be no different."

Kelly Fox: "I've been looking forward to this match all night."

Eric Hardy: "I bet you have been."

Lights fade and entrance music hits the speaker system.

"Reach out and touch faith."

The rest of the opening to "Personal Jesus" by Marilyn Manson begins. The lights flicker off and on in a red hue as the fans boo. When the vocals come up again, Reckless Jack is kneeling down on one knee. Once the chorus is done for the first time, Reckless Jack gets to his feet as the blood rain begins to pour from the ceiling, soaking everyone in attendance. They begin to boo "The Wayward Saint" as he begins his trek towards the ring. Not paying attention to anyone in the crowd, Reckless Jack heads up the ring steps and enters the ring itself to a loud chorus of jeers. However, he still soaks all of it in before he goes to the nearest turnbuckle and climbs to the middle buckle. Once upon it, he simply stares out into the crowd, almost apathetic to them. "The Wayward Saint" then slowly descends from the buckle and heads into the middle of the ring, looking up into the rain as he is completely drenched in the blood rain. The lights finally kick on as the rain stops. From there, "Personal Jesus" fades away as Reckless Jack waits.

Eric Hardy: "Reckless Jack participated in one of the most brutal matches of his life last weekend and he is out here taking on a former Xtreme Champion!"

Kelly Fox: "What about Sexy Jason? Was his match not grueling enough for you, Eric?"

"I'm too sexy for my shirt."

The next competitor emerges into the audience's view. Sexy Jason comes out from the curtain and immediately begins pointing to his abs. You can hear him saying I'm buff and I'm the stuff as he walks to the ring. He slides underneath the bottom rope. He goes to a turnbuckle stands on it and points to his abs and the crowds says Its not sexy unless Sexy Jason says so! He jumps off the turnbuckle and goes to a second turnbuckle, he stands on it points to his abs and the crowd says Its not sexy unless Sexy Jason says so!

As soon as Sexy Jason dismounts the turnbuckle, Reckless Jack is upon him - assailing the former Xtreme Champion with repeated right hands. The referee designated for this match, Mitch Kennedy, has no choice but to signal for the bell and the official start to the match.

Eric Hardy: "Those fists have no become a series of knife edged chops and Sexy Jason is having a hard time defending. Jack has him trapped in that corner and-NO! Jason reverses the position and gives Jack a knife edged chop of his own!"

Kelly Fox: "Look how red Jason's chest is? It's like Jack took a layer of skin right off."

After a second knife edged chop, Jason immediately pulls Jack down to the canvas with a snap-mare. The snap-mare allows Jason to cinch in a rear chin lock; he places the point of his right knee directly between Jack's shoulder blades and rears back on his head.

Eric Hardy: "This is a good strategy especially this early in the match. It allows Jason to keep Reckless Jack grounded while conserving his strength. Jack's in quite a predicament."

The official checks on Jack, but he is far from submitting just yet. He does, however, manage to grab the middle rope with his right hand and force Jason to relinquish his hold. Mitch Kennedy separates the two which allows Jack to reach his feet once more. As soon as Kennedy steps back, both Jack and Jason engage in a collar-and-elbow tie-up.

Eric Hardy: "Both men are jockeying for position. Jason steps through and looks to have the upper-hand. He whips Jack to the ropes. No! Jack reverses and Jason is sent off to the ropes. On the return and Jason attempts a clothesline. A quick go behind and Jack applies a rear waistlock!"

From the rear waistlock, Reckless Jack attempts to haul Sexy Jason overhead. However, his attempt is thwarted as Jason snatches the top rope with his left hand and lands a devastating back elbow with his right. Reckless Jack is caught off guard and Jason seeks to capitalize. He lifts Jack up and slams him down in one fluid motion, scoring with the scoop slam.

Kelly Fox: "Look at those muscles ripple! You wish you had a physique like Sexy Jason, don't you Eric?"

Eric Hardy: "Not really. I'm happy with who I am."

After guiding Jack up to his feet, Jason lands a solid kick into his opponent's midsection and looks to be going for a pile-driver. Reckless Jack will have none of that! He retaliates with a series of forearms to Jason's lower abdomen and then sends him backwards with a back body drop.

Eric Hardy: "Jason's back up, but here comes Jack! What a huge spinning heel kick! Jason's taken off his feet, but he's quickly getting back up. Jack's showing his speed and takes Jason back down with a leaping calf kick. He quickly covers Jason!"

Hooking the outside leg, Jack applies the lateral press. Mitch Kennedy slides down into position to count and begins;

One.

Two.

Thr-NO! Kick-out!

Sexy Jason expresses his authority and powers out of the pin attempt.

Eric Hardy: "Jason's not going to be put away that easy. He's up and he's wrangling with Jack once more. It looks like Jason's going to send Jack to the ropes, but-WAIT-he belly to belly suplexes him over his head! Jack just got wrapped up in those ropes on that one. That was his only saving grace from flying out of the ring!"

Kelly Fox: "Jason's putting the boots to Jack. Need I say, he's putting those boots to him recklessly."

Jack fights back to a knee despite the many boots Jason delivers. Just as Jack is about to reach his feet, Jason sends him back down with the Sexy Suplex. Jason could go for a pin, but instead applies a side head-lock. He uses his leverage to drive the wind from Jack's lungs, pressing firmly against his throat.

Eric Hardy: "Jack's having a difficult time here, but-wait! Jack's making it back up to his feet. There's a back elbow and-OH! Jack's free and he's off the ropes! Jason throws a clothesline and Jack ducks beneath it. He picks up some speed and he's off the ropes!"

Kelly Fox: "The Mindtrip!"

Eric Hardy: "Jack just hit The Mindtrip and he's covering!"

One.

Two.

NO!

Jason returns to his feet after the pin attempt and ensnares Reckless Jack in a side headlock. A quick arm wrench on Jack allows Jason no problem in bringing Jack up onto his shoulders and dropping him just as quickly with a samoan drop! Jason leans back, somewhat haphazardly, for a quick pin on Jack.

One.

Two.

Jack shifts his weight and pulls Jason backwards for a modified backslide pin:

One.

Two.

Three!

Three?

Eric Hardy: "NO! Jason just got his shoulder up at the very last second!"

Kelly Fox: "Are you sure? What?! That pin was so close!"

Eric Hardy: "The fans're loving this. Jason gets up and looks to be pissed. His face is flush and-Reckless Jack turns! WOAH! Where did that come out of? Did you see that Moment of Impact?!"

The fans groan as the discus lariat nearly decapitates Jason! Jack strikes with untold power, flexing his right arm afterward as if checking for damage. Yet - somehow - Jason is back up to his feet. That powerful move acted like a wake up call for The Sexy One. Jason snarls and barrels towards Jack to throw a pair of fists. The shots rock Jack, dazing him long enough for Jason to execute the Sexy Relaxer!

Kelly Fox: "Jason's going for the pin!" One. Two.

Thr-and no! Jack manages to get his shoulder up at the last moment. He breaks the pin, but Jason continues the assault. He drags Jack to a knee and snap suplexes back to the mat. The canvas strikes hard against Jack's lower back; and one can tell that the effects of his match at the Pay-Per-View are still lingering.

Eric Hardy: "Jason's got Jack set-up for a suplex, but he's wasting a bit of time. Jack counters the suplex with one of his own. But, no! That suplex turns into a brainbuster and Jack has just dropped Jason on top of his head! What a move! This is allowing Jack enough time to climb the ropes."

Reckless Jack is poised upon the top rope and he is going for some aerial maneuver to end his match with Jason. However, Jason is beginning to get to a knee. Jack is forced to wait for his time to strike - but that even gets thwarted. Jason inadvertently hits the referee as he stands causing the Mitch Kennedy to fall into the ropes. Jack becomes crotched upon the top rope!

Kelly Fox: "I bet that hurt! I'd ask you how that feels, but we all know you have no balls Eric."

Eric Hardy: "Just watch the match."

Here is Jason's time to strike. He hastily moves towards Jack, bounding up to the top rope, and attempts to pull him down with a super-plex. No. Jack locks onto the top turnbuckle. The ropes shake as Jack regains control of the match. He under hooks Jason's arms behind him and-

Eric Hardy: "-Fall Out from the Top Rope! That has got to be it!"

The move took as much out of Jack as it did Jason. He crawls over to Jason and lays an arm across his chest.

One.

Two.

Eric Hardy: "Kick-out! How did he kick out?"

Kelly Fox: "Neither one of these men are making it to their feet very fast after that last move."

When Jason does manage to regain his vertical base, Jack drops a fierce seated drop-kick into his left knee. Jason is forced to kneel, but Jack is not finished. He leaps over his kneeling opponent and spikes the back of Jason's head into the canvas with a neck breaker. Then, off the ropes, Jack picks up speed to drop a quick guillotine leg across Jason's neck.

Eric Hardy: "Where did Jack get that resurgence of energy?"

Kelly Fox: "I don't know, but he's got the cover."

One.

Two.

There is no three count. Jason forces a shoulder up with little to no effort. Furthermore, he appears far from happy. Jack drives a pair of boots into Jason's abdomen, but The Sexy One fights back with a stiff forearm to the midsection. The shot is enough to knock Jack back long enough for Jason to regain his footing.

Kelly Fox: "Jason's got to do something about Jack's speed. He's not going to-"

Eric Hardy: "-OH! Jason just took Jack down with that stiff clothesline. I think he is trying to do something about Jack's speed. He's picking Jack up and there's an arm wrench."

Jason retains his hold on Jack's wrist, keeping his arm wrenched. He presses the point of his elbow against Jack's tricep and fights to keep control of the match. He is successful until Jack rolls forward and alleviates the pressure on his arm. With the roll, he builds momentum and uses that to Irish whip Jason into the ropes. But Jason is much too close and - instead - falls through the ropes and to the outside.

Kelly Fox: "Oh, is he okay?"

Eric Hardy: "I think the floor broke his fall."

Kelly Fox: "Look at Reckless Jack in the ring."

Eric Hardy: "Over the ropes, not once, but twice! Reckless Jack with the Asai Moonsault!"

The Asai Moonsault is unsuccessful. Or, at least, in regards to what Jack intended. Sexy Jason catches Jack in mid-air and then drops him face first against the apron. Groans explode from the audience as Jason rolls Jack into the ring and follows close behind. Jason should go for a cover, most of the fans believe, but instead he lifts Jack up and sets him for a power-bomb. Then, just as quick, Jason bombs him down against the canvas. Jack's head bounces off the mat and Jason applies the pin, pressing forward to ensure Jack's shoulders are flush with the ring.

One.

Two.

Thr-NO!

Eric Hardy: "Jack pushes Jason off just in time. Jason's back on the attack, though. He's got Jack and-NO! Jack with an arm-drag. Jason's up, though, and throws a clothesline. Jack sidesteps and drops him with a drop-toe-hold. There's a quick elbow drop to Jason's lower back and-WAIT!"

Kelly Fox: "Jack tried another, but Jason evaded that! He's so dang sexy. Watch that arm!"

Another clothesline is thrown in Jack's direction, but The Reckless One has that in mind as well. Both men drop with a pair of clotheslines and the official checks to make certain both men can still compete.

Eric Hardy: "These men are out of wind. They both have something to prove tonight after their draining matches at the Pay-Per-View. Both of these men need a win. Both of these men are so close!"

Jason and Jack both are to a knee. Jason swings at Jack, but Jack takes a step back. Taking in a deep breath, Jack hurdles forward and ensnares Jason's neck with a front face chancery. Jack swings to the left and attempts a standing tornado DDT, but Jason counters and executes a perfect Northern Lights suplex!

Eric Hardy: "Jason has the bridge! One."

Kelly Fox: "Two!"

Three! The official slaps the canvas the third time and then signals for the bell! Sexy Jason has won this match!

Dave Holland defeats Joe Everyman in a match that could have went either way. Everyman gave it his all, but Holland was too much at the end and picks up a big victory over the National Champion.

The familiar sound of the intro and classic bass line for Van Halens's "Running with the Devil" comes over the P.A. system. JFK emerges from the back wearing his wrestling gear and his "Quality Tennessee Sour Mash Asskicking" T-shirt now available at shop.ncw.com.

I live my life like theres no tomorrow And all Ive got I had to steal Least I don't need to beg or borrow Yes I'm living at a pace that kills

JFK gives a sly cocky grin towards the crowd who are reacting with a mix reaction half seem to cheer half seam to boo. JFK cross's his arms in the X pose and grins behind his fists as he slowly lets both his middle fingers out mocking the sXe pose. He comes walking down the ramp way and rips his shirt up over his head tossing it to the crowd then slides into the ring.

Runnin with the devil! Running with the devil!

JFK heads straight for the center of the ring once again doing the X pose with his arms crossed before him then he once more lifts his middle fingers we see him mouth the words "Do Somethin" he then waits for the match to start as his music dies down.

The lights in the arena go completely out, even the floodlights, and the arena is pitch black. "Empire" by Boy Meets Fire begins to play in the arena and the fans in attendance can be heard, but not seen, booing. A bright shower of pyro begins to fall from the nCw-tron, lighting the surrounding area. The booing gets louder as the fans do indeed recognize that it is Lance Ryan that is about to make his entrance to the arena.

Here I am with my empire, I'll bring you to your knees ebb and flow with my desire, cause its all that you've been taught to be

Lance walks out onto the entranceway, indeed with his empire. To his left is his son Jamie, and to his right is his brother Matthew. the showers over the ramp fall down atop the three men as Lance removes the nCw World Title from around his waist and raises it high in the air. The fans begin to boo even louder, and some fans throw some trash in Lance's general direction. The pyro stops illuminating the arena and we are again found in complete darkness.

yeah I'm the bastard son of what's been overcome, and again we plant the seed so place your fork to mouth, eat, consume, be proud of what I let you see cause we've made quite sure you can never leave

The arena is now lit by flashing strobe lights that make the movements of the nCw champion seem as if in slow motion as he walks down the ramp and towards the ring. He points to signs in the crowd that decry him as champion, and that spew hate in his general direction. As the three men get to ringside, Matthew climbs up onto the apron and Jamie uses the stairs. Both men then sit upon the second rope as Lance steps up onto the apron and in between the middle and top rope and into the ring. Once he enters the ring, pyro shoots up into the rafters from each ring post and a golden rain again falls from the rafters and into the ring. Lance climbs atop the turnbuckle and holds his World Title high in the air for all to see.

I speak you throw parades ignore the sense of rage welling up inside Pay no mind to what we do cause we'll sell it all to you in modern luxuries And we've made quite sure you believe you're free

Lance then climbs down and stands in the middle of the ring staring out into the crowd with disgust as he awaits the start of his match.

From the cradle to the grave we try not to be saved from what we own For next to nothing spent turn your dollars into cents Fighting for the right to die alone (just believe… believe you're free) - cause you're on your own it doesn't matter just be sure that this is our empire this is war forgotten heroes chessboard roles to make you think you're something more but you're on your own…

Eric Hardy: Here we go Kelly, former AotR member Lance Ryan, takes on James Franklin Karn, somebody entrenced in the ranks of the Empire.

Kelly Fox: It should be a good one, simply because Lance is in the match.

{The two competitors circle each other after the bell is rung then charge and lock up in the middle of the ring, JFK pulls Lance down and puts him in a headlock, wrenching it in again and again. Lance punches K in the stomach and then shoves him off, JFK runs forward bounces of the ropes and comes back, Lance ducks down and JFK leap frogs him. Lance turns and JFK bounces off the next set of ropes as JFK is running back and connects with a running drop kick to the chest of Ryan. Lance falls back flat to the mat as JFK rolls and is back on his feet. He runs and drops and elbow straight into the chest of Ryan and then covers him, Dafoe counts 1…..2…. but Ryan manages to get the shoulder off the mat. JFK, takes Ryan by the hair and punches him across the right cheak a couple of times before pulling Ryan back off the mat. Lance begins throwing punches to JFK's sides as Karn holds Lance's head down, but they do no good when JFK hits a European uppercut that sends Lance's head shooting up into the air. Ryan stumbles backwards for a couple of steps before JFK runs and leaps into the air, he throws one of his legs up, connecting with Ryan's side and then spins and clocks Lance in the back of the head with the running enziguiri kick. Ryan falls forward face first to the mat. JFK gets to his feet where he jumps into the air again and comes down putting an elbow into the back of Lance Ryan's head. Karn stays where he's at and begins pulling back on Ryan's head with a crossface move, jerking Ryan's head up away from the canvas.}

Eric Hardy: The world champion is in a load of trouble right now, Karn is all over him in this match.

Kelly Fox: Don't worry about it Hardy, Lance is just waiting for the moment to make his attack.

Eric Hardy: Well he better make it fast, because things aren't looking good for him.

{JFK tightens the hold every time Lance struggles, but this doesn't stop Lance from trying to force his way out. Ryan crawls and struggles and is doing anything to break the hold. Lance reaches out but is too far from the ropes and still can't break the hold. Finally Lance musters all the strength he has left and pries Karn's hands off of his face and shoves JFK away quickly rolling up and getting to his feet, JFK after being shoved away rolls over and gets to his feet, he turns and runs towards Lance, Lance lowers a shoulder and lifts catching JFK and hitting a double A spine buster. After hitting the move Lance falls back on his back and begins breathing hard as JFK is holding is back on the mat.}

Eric Hardy: Both men are down after that move.

Kelly Fox: My guy Lance, did a great job of breaking that hold, but sadly it took so much out of him, after hitting that spinebuster he wasn't able to capitalize.

Eric Hardy: Well at least he isn't in that cross face anymore. The question now is which man is going to be able to get up and begin capitalizing.

{JFK begins to stir and begins pulling himself up using the ropes, Ryan rolls over to his stomach and begins pushing himself off the mat, but K is up first and as hard as he can kicks Lance square in the stomach, the force of the kick brings Ryan off the mat and falling down on his back. JFK bends over and looks to lift Ryan off the mat, but Lance rolls him up instead with a small package! The referee counts 1….2…. but JFK has too much left and kicks out and rolls up and springs to his feet quickly, Ryan rolls over and gets to his knees, JFK reaches his foot back and is looking for a soccer kick to the side of Ryan's head, he swings but Lance ducks and JFK kicks nothing but air and turns around. Lance gets to his feet and wraps his arms around JFK's waist, and looks for a German suplex possibly. However JFK, locks his legs and runs as fast as he can hitting the ropes and holding onto the top one, sending Lance Ryan flying off. Ryan flips backwards and back to his feet and pushing back to a vertical base and JFK doesn't notice. JFK turns around and gets a drop kick to his face and falls backwards and flips over the top rope.}

Eric Hardy: JFK took a hard kick there and Ryan is back on the offensive after match almost entirely controlled by JFK.

Kelly Fox: I told you Lance was just getting started before.

{JFK flips up and over, but luckily keeps his wits about him and holds onto the top rope and lands on the apron. Lance reaches over and takes Karn by the head and pulls him to his feet, just as he does though, Karn grabs Ryan's head and holding on with both hands and jumps off the apron giving Ryan the hotshot! Lance Ryan flies backwards holding his throat and rolling on the mat. JFK climbs back onto the apron and then climbs the ropes and perches himself on top turnbuckle, waiting for the right moment. Ryan rolls over and gets to his feet, and as he turns to see where JFK is, Karn comes flying off the top rope looking for a missle drop kick, but it doesn't connect as Ryan as fast as he can side steps the move. Karn has enough time to call of the move and lands on his feet, he turns to face Ryan and as soon as he does he gets a kick in the gut. Ryan takes Karn's head under his arm and lifts and hits the Train Spike! He covers and Dafore counts 1….2….3! Winner: Lance Ryan!}

Eric Hardy: Lance Ryan has done it, he somehow managed to pull out this win!

Kelly Fox: I told you he'd pull it out Hardy, there was no doubt in my mind.

Eric Hardy: JFK put up one hell of fight, but the World Champion showed why he has that belt around his waist.

Kelly Fox: Hell yeah!

Eric Hardy: Excited?

Kelly Fox: Hell yeah!

{As Lance is having his arm raised in the ring Reckless Jack walks out onto the ramp. Lance looks at Jack and RJ just smiles and begins slowly clapping for Ryan. Lance looks confused as Jack turns and begins walking away.}

Kelly Fox: What in the hell is RJ doing!?

Eric Hardy: I don't know, looks like he is cheering Lance on after that victory.

''Ladies and Gentleman'' by Saliva. scream out of the speakers, as Davey emerges from the back. A mixed reaction comes toward him, though he plainly smiles. He walks down the ramp looking at the fans. He goes to the ringside fans and offers to sign autographs, some take his offer, some don't. After a minute of autographs he turns his attention to the ring and walks onto the apron via stairs. He climbs into the ring and waves to the fans to once more hear their mixed reaction of him.

Amber Ashe: The Following Contest is your main event for the evening and is a Six Man Tag...First already in the ring...He hails from Las Vegas, Nevada....DAVVVEEYY OOORRTEEEGGGAAA!!!!

*As the opening guitar and drums play, smoke fills the entranceway as red strobe lighting flashes in time with the music, the titantron shows the spade symbol with 'The Ace' written across it in white, then the symbol slowly turns upside down as the writing disappears and when the symbol is on its head, its tail burns down and it suddenly becomes blood red - the heart symbol. The heart has 'Steve Awesome' written across it in the same style, but this slowly smokes out to leave the words 'Smokin' Aces'.

As their official logo slowly forms on screen, and the smoke clears, Steve can be seen to stretch his arms out into a crucifix pose with the NCW Tag Team Championship around his waist, and as does so huge flame pyros erupt either side of him and cards begin to fall from the rafters. The Ace steps out with the other belt over his shoulder, beside his partner and both men smirk at each other before walking down the ramp through the shower of cards as the lyrics to 'Price To Play' by Staind begin, However within a moment, it's replaced by different music...

Were no strangers to love You know the rules and so do i A full commitments what Im thinking of You wouldnt get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how Im feeling Gotta make you understand

Awesome and Ace just somewhat look dumbfounded, as they shake there heads...

Kelly Fox: I bet Spaceman did this...Only he would bring that lame joke into nCw...

Eric Hardy: What Joke?

Kelly Fox: Do you not know anything about the Internet?

The two finally get to the ring, and quickly make the motion to stop the music...

Eric Hardy: Fans we gotta take a commercial break,We will return with our main event...

Kelly Fox: It wouldn't suprise me if it were over before we get back...

We come back as all six men are already in the ring, As Bob Manville rings the bell, The three empire members begin to talk about who will start this off, meanwhile on the other end...Both Trent Helms and Adam Knite are yelling to John Anthony to start the match off...He nods his head, as soon as the Empire sees who is starting, Ace is deceided to be the legal man, as him and Anthony circle each other for a few seconds, before locking up, Both men try to overpower each other, but both men seem to be equal in terms of strength...Anthony then gains the advtange and backs The Ace into a corner, and quickly goes for a chop, however Ace ducks under it, and exchanges the position with Anthony, and nails a stiff chop to the chest, causing the fans to Woo, Ace goes for another one, But John Anthony quickly nails a boot to the midsection, and sends Ace into the corner, Anthony quickly nails a series of boots, causing the Ace to stumble down to a knee, Anthony quickly backs up, and charges in, but is met with a Back Elbow by Ace, quickly knocking him down.

Kelly Fox: Only Fools Rush In...

Eric Hardy: John Anthony is no fool, He just made a slight mistake, that could cost him.

Kelly Fox: Looks like it costed him a few of his teeth as well.

Ace quickly grabs Anthony and pulls him into the Empire corner, Ace tags in Steve as Ace lifts Anthony for a Suplex, Awesome then quickly grabs Anthony feet and drives him with a tandem Suplex/Powerbomb Combo....Awesome quickly goes for the cover, as Knite quickly runs over to break it up before the count get's the one....Knite quickly backs out of the ring, before Awesome can reply with anything, He picks Anthony up, who is ready and nails him with a Manhattan Drop, Awesome groins in pain, before Anthony grabs him by the arm, then spins and takes him down with a modified jawbreaker, He grabs the arm of Steve Awesome and quickly pulls him over to his teams corner....He looks for Trent Helms to make the tag, but he seems uninterested...Knite quickly accepts the Tag, before coming in and lifting Awesome leg off the ground before spiking it into the mat.

Eric Hardy: Knite is already going to work on the knee!

Kelly Fox: I'm so glad I broke up with him again....

As the action continues in the ring, Trent Helms drops off the apron....and walks over to the announce table...Anthony begins to yell at him, asking what he is doing....But of course, Trent will be Trent and completely ignorges him...Knite goes to lock on a Figure Four, however John Anthony begins to yell at Knite, asking what Trent is doing, Knite just shrugs before trying to lock the hold on, however Awesome is able to kick his legs, sending Knite into his turnbuckle....Awesome rolls away and tags in Ortega, as Knite smiles and awaits for him to get into the ring.

Kelly Fox: This will be great....My Ex Boyfriend versus....The guy who wish he was good enough to be with me...

Eric Hardy: Speaking of Ex Boyfriends, It seems one has made his way over to the ring booth.

Kelly Fox: Great...

Trent Helms: Welcome Primate Hardy....Earth Mammal Fox....

Kelly Fox: Just Shut Up Trent....

Trent Helms: No, I won't shut up, why don't you shut up for once Kelly...I swear your voice still gives me nightmares...

Kelly Fox: Do you even have a reason for being over here?

Trent Helms: Yes I do...You see that person standing in the ring, The one you broke up with? Kelly Fox: Best Thing I've ever done with my life..

Meanwhile back in the ring, Ortega and Knite charge each other, Knite is able to overpower Ortega, however he comes back, and takes Knite down with a Drop Toe Hold, he tries to lock in a Rear Naked Choke, But Knite is too prepared for it, and quickly rolls out, Both men get to there feet as Knite swings at Ortega, staggering him, before Knite quickly nails a spinning neck breaker, he goes for the cover, One...Two...Ortega kicks out.

Eric Hardy: I don't mean to interupt you Trent...but shouldn't you be helping your team.

Trent Helms: Knite can handle this easily...but Kelly....Not that I really care about you two, but you need to talk to Adam....or something...

Kelly Fox: What good would that do?

Trent Helms: You think I understand human emotion?

Knite grabs Ortega and tries to lift him onto the turnbuckle, However Ortega fights out of it and quickly nails a Tornado DDT, Meanwhile, Awesome says something to The Ace, before dropping off the apron...He quickly walks over to the announce booth, him and Trent eyeballing each other...He takes a seat at the other end of the table.

Kelly Fox: I knew all the guys wanted me, but this is getting ridicious....

Eric Hardy: Now what are you doing over here?

Steve Awesome: Well I figured since that idiot, manly the one I carried when we teamed together, didn't want to fight, I would join him, to give him a big dose of being Awesomely Informed.

Trent Helms: Seriously, Could I ever teach you to come up with a better line then that?

Steve Awesome: No...I'm the one who was the creative one...

Trent Helms: No you wasn't...You're no more interesting then Ortega, all you do is talk to your girlfriend and screw chicks...

Steve Awesome: That's why I'm Awesome.

Trent Helms: Why do your promos always end early when you do that?

Kelly Fox: Hahaha...

Ortega grabs Knite and goes for a backflip Urangi on him, however Knite is much to big for that move to be used, Knite quickly grabs Ortega and tries to spike him with the Knites Of The Round, however Ace quickly comes into the ring, to break it up, John Anthony comes in and gets tackled by The Ace...

Eric Hardy: Seriously, shouldn't you guys be helping your teammates...

Both Trent and Awesome - NO!!!....Seriously Don't Copy Me....I'm being serious!!!

Kelly Fox: This is like a bad dream...

John Anthony gets thrown out of the ring, by Ace, who quickly follows....Knite gets back up, and begins to stomp his foot, he waits for Ortega to get up, Perfect Dark!!! No Ortega ducks under and quickly nails Adam with the Setting Sun, finally Trent reaches under the announce table and pulls out a Invader Zim Plush Toy, before ripping it open and throwing it at Awesome, causing Poweder to fly everywhere....Trent quickly runs into the ring Ortega goes to cut him off...However Trent simply drops down before thrusting upwards with his legs, catching Ortega below the Belt....Bob Manville quickly calls for the belt..

Eric Hardy: Trent just got his team Disqualified....

Kelly Fox: Dammit...What the hell was that...

Steve Awesome is trying to regain his vision, as Ortega falls to the ground...The Ace looks back into the ring, while standing over John Anthony....He then reaches down and lifts up the Apron to reveal his trusty sledgehammer...Knite and Helms are both waiting on him, as he charges into the ring, However Trent steps on the sledgehammer as Knite quickly kicks Ace stiffly in the head....Awesome grabs a bottle of water and begins to rinse out his eyes...As Knite lifts Ace up, as Trent grabs the Sledgehammer, as Knite holds Ace arms behind his back, Trent yells at Ace....I freakin trusted you...and this is how you repay me...taking my Tag Team Championship, before quickly driving The Ace in the face, with his own sledgehammer...Ortega has managed to make it back up to his feet as Awesome recovers....they both slide into the ring, but Trent and Knite depart, having proven there point...

Eric Hardy: It seems, there is something more to this then we know...

Kelly Fox: No, there isn't...Trent is just pissed because he earned a Tag Team Title Shot, and the Ace cashed in on it...

Eric Hardy: Regardless Fans, we're out of time for tonight...We're see you next week on Collision!