Eric Hardy: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to another amazing episode of Collision. What a night we had last week at Reborn when we watched so much transpire. We have a new Xtreme Champion in JackHammer, we have a new X Division Champion in Xavier Williams and we have a new National Champion in JFK. It truly was an evening of rebirth in nCw as we saw so many things change hands.

Kelly Fox: Indeed but we amazingly still have the same World Champion. Lance Ryan defeated his long time friend and long time nemesis Reckless Jack in what will easily be a match of the year candidate. Those two men tore the entire ring apart pulling out all of the stops in their two of three falls match. I would venture to say that we perhaps have never had a match steal a show in quite the way that their match stole the show Eric. Lance or Reckless Jack could have easily come out as the winner, and many would suggest that Lance is lucky to still have a career, much less his world title.

{Kelly is cut off as the arena lights go black and the fans start to cheer as they realize that the first nCw wrestler is about to make his appearance. "Run" by Day of Fire begins to play and a bright shower of Pyro begins to fall onto the entranceway to the arena and the fans begins to go crazy for the nCw World Champion before he is even visible. The lights in the arena slowly come up as Lance slowly makes his way out onto the ramp. He is dressed in a black suit and has the World Championship slung over his shoulder. He stops at the top of the ramp and looks out into the crowd as the flashbulbs are going off and the crowd is on their feet.}

Eric Hardy: You know. The longer that his career goes on, the more that I think I see signs of his old love for the business creeping back in Kelly. I am starting to wonder if we are moments away all the time from hearing that he has no plans to leave this company behind.

{Lance slowly makes his way down the ramp, he has a bandage on his head from where he was busted open in the match at Reborn. He slaps hands with the fans on his way down to the ring and then goes up the ring steps and enters the ring. He reaches into his suit jacket and pulls out a microphone and turns it on. He looks out into the crowd that is still on their feet and chanting "Thank you Lance, thank you Lance, Thank you Lance". Lance smiles and then motions for them to sit down and let him speak.}

Lance Ryan: Ironically, that is what I am out here to say. I do not wish to thank myself however, I have something else in mind. First of all I want to thank each and every one of you out there because let's be honest, without a hot crowd and without people that are paying to see us every night, we really are nothing. So thank you all for following our careers.

{Lance puts the microphone down on the mat for a moment and claps in the ring, motioning to the fans on each side of the ring and then claps for the fans watching at home. Lance then picks the microphone up off the mat once again.}

Lance Ryan: I also have another thank you to hand out, that one goes to the man that took me to every limit that I have at Reborn. In that match I proved that even though I am aging I can still pull out amazing matches when my opponent is talented and as outstanding as my last one was. This past Sunday Reckless Jack showed me that not only do I still have the ability to wrestle with the best of them, I also have the ability to steal the show on occasion. That match was easily one of the best of my entire career and one that I know I will reflect back on when my time here comes to an end. I am not going to come out here and pretend that everything is rosy between Jack and I, quite the contrary, we proved once again that as history has shown, World Titles destroy friendships. For years RJ and myself have been like brothers and one bitter match tore a lot of that apart. Jack became consumed with winning my title and ending my career and I became entrenched with the fact that my time was not yet over. Due to the rift that came between us, I don't pretend that Reckless Jack is going to come out here and have a love-in with me, he has evolved into a very proud man and due to that, I decided to simply come out here and show my appreciation for the man, the wrestler and the competitor that is Reckless Jack. Jacko, you brought out the best in me at Reborn, you brought me to a level that I think I have never been at before and may never reach again. For that, again, I thank you.

{Lance puts down the microphone and leads the fans now in a chant. "Thank you RJ, Thank you RJ, Thank you RJ". Lance then goes to exit the ring but is stopped as "Head On To Heartache (Let Them Rot)" hits the PA System. The entire arena now falls almost to complete silence in an epic moment as Reckless Jack shows up at the top of the ramp. He looks down at Lance inside the ring and has an emotionless expression upon his face. The fans, who were caught up in thanking Reckless Jack are now caught between a rock and a hard place and are unsure whether to cheer or boo the man that they love to hate. Reckless Jack slowly starts to make his way down the ramp now and Lance seems a bit pensive over the situation. He takes his World Title and places it on the mat in one of the corners. He picks up the microphone again and watches as RJ rolls into the ring and is standing across the ring and looking at lance now with same expressionless look on his face.}

Kelly Fox: This is an extremely volatile situation here right now. These two men took it to a new level last week and here they are only seven days removed and back in the same ring together. How is Reckless Jack going to react to this show of appreciation from the world champion?

Lance Ryan: Look, RJ, I am really not prepared for a fight right now. I just wanted to let you know that I realize that I easily could have lost to you at Reborn. I also wanted you to know that had that have happened it would have been a great honor for me to go out at your hands. You have always known that I have thought you are one of the best.

{RJ seems to ignore Lance and we realize that he is staring past Lance and at the nCw World Title that is on the ground behind the champ. Reckless Jack walks around Lance now and picks the World Title up off of the ground. Lance is watching RJ intently now, seemingly ready for a fight now that RJ has his title in his hands. RJ stares down at the title and then looks up at Lance now. He stares deep into the eyes of Lance, seemingly looking for something and then he reaches his hand out to the Champion. Lance looks at RJ now and then reaches out as well and the two men shake hands. The crowd now erupts and is electric. It's as though they were waiting for a reason to cheer the entire time. RJ now takes the World Title and places it back on the shoulder of Lance who drops his microphone seemingly satisfied now and turns to leave the ring. As he steps one foot out onto the apron RJ grabs Lance by the shoulder and the cheering stops as the fans fear what RJ has in mind here. Lance looks out to the crowd with a pensive look now and he steps back into the ring. RJ has the microphone now.}

Reckless Jack: Lance. Relax bro. I am not looking for a fight. I just want to leave a thought in your head. Last month is in the past now, I gave it my run. You need to think about something carefully now. The Empire is after your World Title, that is obvious to everyone…that means that we have common enemies…

{No sooner do the words leave RJ's mouth than he rolls out of the ring leaving Lance in the ring thinking over those comments.}

Eric Hardy: He is right Kelly, common enemies…can these two work together against a common goal this soon after their epic battle at Reborn?

Kelly Fox: Personally I think that this is just more games from Reckless Jack, Lance needs to take a wait and see attitude with this man in my opinion. Time will tell though, one thing is for sure, Lance is going to need some allies in his war with The Empire.

Eric Hardy: Well Kelly, I think it's time I asked about your father before this next match.

Kelly Fox: My dad is doing just fine Hardy, he's recovering nicely, however the doctors ordered him to stay away from stress, which obviously means nCw. He'll be here later tonight to make an announcement from my understanding.

Eric Hardy: What about?

Kelly Fox: I honestly don't know he wouldn't tell me.

Eric Hardy: Fair enough, it's about that time anyway, our first match of the night a hardcore elimination match between The Dark Tiger, Mr. Showtime and Mark Evil.

Kelly Fox: This should be a good one, but I kinda feel for these guys, Mark Evil has been on a violent rampage as of late….

Eric Hardy: He's definitely seemed to have snapped

The crowd is deathly silent as the beginning guitar lick of Tear Away by Drowning Pool hits. There are mixed reactions from the crowd, some cheers, some boos.

As soon as the opening line is said, red, orange and yellow multicolored pyros begin to shot from the front and sides of the stage, firing straight up. Then, the entire stage is engulfed in flames, shooting from every pour of the stage.

"I'm tearing away Pieces are falling I can't seem to make them stay You run away Faster and faster you can't seem to get away Break Hope there's a reason For questions unanswered I just don't see everything Yes I'm inside you "

The fire splits in the middle as Mark Evil walks out onto the stage, looking off into the crowd. He continues down onto the ramp as the fire builds back up. As he walks down the ramp, the fire behind him slowly dies down.

Tell me how does it feel to feel like this Just like I do I don't care about anyone else but me I don't care about anyone Do I really want this Sometimes I scare myself I just can't let it go Can you believe it

Mark Evil stops just before the ring and slowly walks over to the stairs. He slowly walks up them and steps over the top rope to get into the ring. He then raises he arms, and as soon as they drop, the stage and ring posts erupt in bright red pyros, shooting off in all directions. Mark then stops and looks around in the crowd with an evil smirk on his face. He then stands and waits for the match to begin.

Everything happens for reasons I just don't know I don't care about anyone else but me I don't care about anyone I don't care about anyone else but me I don't care about anyone or anything but me Damn I love me

Eric Hardy: Speaking of the devil Kelly, Mark Evil is in the ring and ……

Kelly Fox: He looks ready to inflict some pain.

Eric Hardy: Thanks.

{For Whom the Bell Tolls begins blaring over the PA system. The lights go out and about a minute into the theme song the lights go back on and Dark Tiger is already in the ring.}

Your TV screen goes to black and white, in widescreen and HD (where available) to be able to handle the gloriousness that is... Mr. Showtime.)

"Don't you wanna be meeeee..!??"

(Mr. Showtime emerges from backstage. Walks slowly, letting the crowd take in the awesomeness. He stops, surveying the captive audience. Then raises his arms in greatness as the pyro rain comes down from the Titantron.)

"I see.. the way... you look at me... You envy me... (you envy me..) And it's killing you... (eating you alive) You know it makes me smile.. When I look in the mirror Thinking how good it is to be king.."

(Mr. Showtime casually walks to the ring, without a care in the world. After all, these people paid to see him, and only him. He slowly walks up the stairs, and enters the ring.)

"And don't you wish you were me.. The King of all you see.. Don't you wish you were me.. It ain't that easy.. Don't think you'll ever be.. Anything a man should be.. Don't you wish you me? Keep dreamin.. You'll never be me!"

(Mr. Showtime walks across the ring to the far turnbuckle. He climbs to the second rope, leans back, and strikes a pose for the fans as pyro rain falls from the ceiling around the ring. He hops down, and waits for his next hapless opponent.)

Kelly Fox: Alright Hardy, that's everybody, this Hardcore match is ready to go!

Eric Hardy: I've been looking forward to this.

{The match kicks off as Showtime rushes Mark Evil apparently Irate from what happened on Wired last week, Mark Evil however is prepared and kicks out his leg catching Showtime right in his "goods" Showtime slumps over as Evil jumps to the mat and slides out of the ring, from behind Dark Tiger rolls showtime up with a school boy and the referee for the contest begins the count 1….2… but "The Legend" doesn't become the first fall. Meanwhile Mark Evil reaches under the ring and pulls out a table that he slides under the bottom rope, Evil reaches back under and this time has a Singapore cane in his hand and Evil is back in the ring. By this time Dark Tiger has Showtime back to his feet and here comes Mark Evil from behind, Evil takes a huge swing but Tiger somehow sees it coming and gets out of the way and Evil ends up clocking Showtime who staggers backwards and falls against the ropes, Evil takes the point of the cane and jabs it the throat of Showtime who flips over the top rope from the force of the blow. Evil turns but there is Dark Tiger, the bigger man yakuza kicks Evil sending him to the mat and the cane into the air, which he catches. Tiger pulls Evil up from behind and puts the cane across his throat and gives him a Russian leg sweep with the cane. Tiger covers and Dafoe gets into place to make the count 1…..2…..**but Mark Evil won't go away that easily**}

Eric Hardy: Wow Kelly….

Kelly Fox: What's on your mind Hardy?

Eric Hardy: I just realized that it's very seldom that we see somebody who beats Evil in the size department…..

Kelly Fox: Yeah, this Dark Tiger is a huge guy. Seven feet tall, is nothing to laugh at….

{Tiger pulls Evil back up off the mat and irish whips him, Evil bounces off the ropes but from outside Showtime pulls Evil's foot out from under him and Evil lands flat on his face, Tiger runs to the opposite side ropes and bounces off he comes back and delivers a leg drop to the back of Evil's head, Showtime reaches under the ring and pulls out a steel chair that he slides into the ring and Dark Tiger picks it up. Evil rolls over and pulls himself up but as soon as he turns to face Tiger he takes a chair shot to the head that has him staggering. Tiger lifts again and brings the chair crashing down on Evil's head again, this time Evil falls to one knee. Tiger lifts the chair again and again smashes into Evil's face and AGAIN! Finally bringing Evil down to the mat, Dark Tiger covers and Dafoe counts, 1….2….. but Evil kicks out! Tiger can't believe and while he was on the attack he hasn't noticed that Showtime has gotten back on the apron and has climbed to the top turnbuckle. Showtime screams just as Tiger stands up and gets his attention, Tiger turns and just as he does Showtime has turned around and comes off the ropes with a moonsault attack and connects! Tiger falls flat on his back and Showtime stays on to and hooks a leg the referee counts 1….2….. but Tiger kicks out!

Kelly Fox: Holy hell, I could have sworn Showtime was going to eliminate Tiger with that one.

Eric Hardy: Apparently Tiger wasn't ready for his night to end. {Showtime lifts Tigers head putting him in a kneeling position he runs and bounces off the back set of ropes he comes back bounces off the near ropes and then plants both of his feet square in the face of Tiger sending him hard back down to the mat! Showtime covers again, 1….2….. but again Tiger kicks out! Showtime springs to his feet he pulls on Tiger bringing him back to his feet, Showtime has him up but Tiger takes Showtime under the arm and gives him a big hip toss that sends him back first down to the mat! Then from behind Tiger is lifted high into the air and thrown back first against the mat with a big time full nelson slam by Mark Evil who is back to his feet! Evil goes to his table from earlier and puts it up in the corner.}

Eric Hardy: Evil is back up and he looks ready for something here Kelly!

Kelly Fox: Whenever Evil gets that looks in his eyes, I generally feel fear, because there is no telling what he's about to do.

Eric Hardy: Oh, I can tell you one thing that he plans on doing…. Putting somebody through that table.

Kelly Fox: How he plans on doing it is the question, though.

{Showtime is back to his feet holding the small of his back in pain, he turns around and takes a hard knee to the stomach from Evil. Evil takes Showtimes arm and throws him hard into the corner sending him back first against the table he set up. Evil gets a running head start and puts Showtime through with a spear! Evil covers and this looks over for Showtime, 1…..2…… but no! Showtime somehow gets his shoulder off the mat! Evil looks furious, and rolls out of the ring, he looks the ring over and smiles sadistically as he reaches under and pulls out the barbwire wrapped steel chair! Evil slides back into the ring and sees Tiger getting back up to his feet, Evil brings the chair back and takes a big swing that Tiger again somehow avoids, the chair crashes against the ground causing Mark to drop the chair, Evil turns and takes a kick in the stomach and Tiger puts Evil's head between his legs. Tiger lifts Evil off the mat and holds his torso against Evil's back and walks into position, Tiger jumps into the air and puts Evil's head right into the barb wire and steel with a jumping pile driver! Evil is busted open and is holding his head in pain as Tiger holds his buttocks from landing on some of the barb wire. Tiger recovers and manages to cover Evil for a 1…..2…..and that's all!}

Eric Hardy: Are you kidding me!? Evil kicked out of that!?

Kelly Fox: Tiger tried to drive Evil straight to the depths of hell, little does he know, Mark Evil takes vacations in hell, he's perfectly at home there.

Eric Hardy: Must be, because I don't see how he could escape that otherwise.

Kelly Fox: Sometimes you just have to chalk it up to Mark Evil being Mark Evil.

Eric Hardy: I guess you have a point.

{Tiger can't believe his eyes as he gets back to his feet and violently kicks Evil right in the side. Tiger reaches down and pulls the barbwire chair off the mat and raises it high and brings it crashing down, but Evil throws up his hands and catches it! With his bare hands, Evil holds onto the chair tightly, Evil rolls over and pushes himself up off the mat using just his leg strength while the barbwire is being pushes deeper into his palms. Evil is up face to face with Tiger and begins slamming the chair into his own face, with blood splattering everywhere. Tiger looks confused as Evil pulls hard taking the chair out of Tigers hands and then stares at him with a sadistic grin going from ear to ear. Evil drives the point of the chair into the gut of Tiger, Evil puts the barbwire chair into position on the mat and pulls Tiger up onto his shoulders and is looking for an Evil DriverII onto the chair! Evil walks into position but from behind Mr. Showtime pulls Tiger off of Evil's shoulders! Evil turns around and takes a double kick into the stomach, Dark Tiger puts Evil's head between his legs again and pulls Evil up, Showtime helps for extra leverage as the bring Evil hard to the ground with a double powerbomb onto the barbwire chair! Evil doesn't move, not even making a grimace of pain as Tiger suddenly jabs Showtime in the eye and then covers Evil 1….2….3! And Mark Evil is eliminated.}

Eric Hardy: There goes Mark Evil finally, he had been unstoppable it seemed throughout that match.

Kelly Fox: Oh, those two were sure glad to get him out of this match I can guarantee you that.

Eric Hardy: I trust you, I assure you.

{Mr. Showtime his holding his eye in pain from the attack by Tiger when Tiger gets back to his feet. Showtime turns and somehow manages to run under a kick of darkness attempt, Showtime turns and throws quick punches that have Tiger rocking as soon as he turns, but Tiger has enough and takes Showtime by the head and then lifts a knee while pulling Show's head down and connects the two! Showtime flies backwards holding his nose, which appears to be trickling blood now. Tiger makes a cutting motion with his thumb across his throat signaling this could be all. Dark pulls Show back to his feet and puts Showtime's head between his legs and is looking for a Dark Twister, however he can't get Showtime up because Showtime has a the brakes on, Showtime uses everything he has and lifts Tiger off the ground and flips him over! Tiger hits hard but quickly rolls over and back to his feet, but Showtime is not where he was by now he takes off running and hits the ropes to Tiger's back and just as Tiger is getting to his feet he connects with a Blockbuster that puts Tiger's face into the barbwire chair now! The fans jump to their feet as Showtime covers 1….2….3! Winner: Mr. Showtime!}

Eric Hardy: Are you kidding me! Mr. Showtime has done it! The smallest man in this Hardcore match was able to pull this win out…. Unbelievable.

Kelly Fox: Showtime showed some real heart there, from kicking out of that spear through the table to somehow managing to hit the Blockbuster…..

Eric Hardy: He was without a doubt supberb tonight, that's obvious. However, Kelly… as much as we are enjoying this moment, I've gotten word it's time for out first commercial break.

Kelly Fox: Danggit.

{Showtime is having his arm raised in the ring when out of nowhere Mark Evil begins a violent attack from behind with the barb wire steel chair, the referee tries to get Evil to stop but Evil shoves him away. Security begins rushing to the ring.}

Eric Hardy: Come on Mark this is getting out of hand!

Kelly Fox: Somebody put a stop to this….

{As security begins to restrain Evil, nCw, finally cuts to the commercial break that Hardy had promised.}

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Eric Hardy: Let's get right down to our next match. A hard core triple threat. First, we got Reckoning.[color=red]

Just Don't Give A F*** by Eminem blares over the loud speakers and Reckoning steps out to a mixed reaction. He starts walking and dancing to the beat. He turns around and points to the stage along with the beat then claps a few times then points again and a huge pyro shoots down in back of him from the rafters, just missing him as he walks down the ramp. He walks down the ramp to the beat holding his middle fingers up in the air. He runs and jumps through the middle rope. He stands up and points his index,thumb, and middle fingers up on each hand and point to the beat. He runs and jumps on the top rope. He points to the crowd pointing to the beat. He does that on all 4 top ropes and jumps down as the song fades.

Kelly Fox: Next up, the king douche himself, Rob Diamond.

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.

Eric Hardy: Lastly, I expect to see this man dish out allot of punishment.

Kelly Fox: You know he'll be looking to get right back in the Xtreme Title hunt.

Eric Hardy: And this is the match to do it in.

Kelly Fox: The mountain of muscle.

Eric Hardy: Here comes Jackhammer.

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.

Eric Hardy: There are no rules here, something all three men and the fans should enjoy.

Kelly Fox: A decent match for a change?

Eric Hardy: Something you'll enjoy.

All three men are in the ring and looking at each other. The ref rings the bell. Rob and Reckoning point to one another and then to Jackhammer. Jackhammer charges Reckoning, Rob comes in from the side with a shoulder block, Reckoning with a drop kick. Jackhammer goes down. Rob goes to shake Reckoning's hand, but Reckoning slaps it away and grabs Rob's head while dropping down on his knees so Rob's chin bashes into the top of Reckoning's head. Rob stumbles holding his chin as Reckoning springs back up and spears Rob into the corner. Rob screams and holds his chest. Reckoning is up and so is Jackhammer. Jackhammer clubs Reckoning in the back then Irish whips him into Rob who is sitting in the corner. Jackhammer goes to the opposite corner, turns, and rushes at Reckoning and Rob, Reckoning baseball slides under Jackhammer and Jackhammer buries his knees in Rob's chest and throat. Rob again in tremendous pain rolls to the outside.

Kelly: That little shrimp is taking a beating tonight.

Eric Hardy: With bruised ribs, he shouldn't even be out here.

Kelly Fox: Dumbass. Eric Hardy: I suppose. Look at Reckoning.

Kelly Fox: That little basterd, he just jumped on Jackhammer's back and locked in a choke hold.

Eric Hardy: Let's see if Jackhammer can hold out.

Jackhammer is struggling a little. Jackhammer's reaches back and grabs Reckoning's head. He approaches the ropes and snapmares Reckoning right over the top rope and to the outside. Reckoning lands hard on his ass. Jackhammer waits. Reckoning starts to get up. Jackhammer goes to the opposite side of the ring, begins pushing on the ropes with his back.

Eric Hard: Jackhammer is a big guy, and he looks to be planning something big here.

Kelly Fox: Big dumb ox.

Eric Hardy: He is nothing of the sort.

Kelly Fox: We'll see about that.

Eric Hardy: WHAT THE HELL! Jackhammer just springs off the ropes at full speed, HE GOES FLYING THROUGH THE SECOND ROPE AND SPEARS RECKONING THROUGH THE GUARD RAILS!!! OHH MY GOD!!!

Kelly Fox: Not so dumb, I guess.

Eric Hardy: He may have just killed Reckoning, and himself.

Kelly Fox: Then I guess Rob wins.

Eric Hardy: My God, Jackhammer is getting up, the fans love it. Listen.

N-C-DUB! N-C-DUB!

Eric Hardy: Jesus…

Kelly Fox: One more god reference.

Jackhammer is almost right to his feet. The entire first two rows of fans have been displaced as two whole sections of guard rail have been bent nearly in half by the giant Jackhammer and Reckoning. Reckoning seems to be motionless on the ground. Jackhammer goes for a pin. Diamond is up.

One, Two, NO!

Diamond leaps with a double axe handle and breaks it up. The crowd is still going nuts for Jackhammer. Rob holds chest and gets to his feet. Jackhammer is right up, he grabs Rob around the throat. Rob kicks him in the mid section and DDTs him right onto some guard rail. Rob goes for a pin but Jackhammer quickly kicks out. Reckoning begins to move a little. Rob goes to pin him but Jackhammer breaks the right up. Jackhammer grabs Rob by the hair and stands him up. Jackhammer lands a hard right hand right into Rob's sternum. Rob doubles over and Jackhammer pump handle slams Rob Diamond and goes right for a pin.

One, Two, Reckoning breaks it up.

Eric Hardy: Back and forth. I love it. These three men are all looking to prove something.

Kelly Fox: Yeah, that Jackhammer deserves another title shot, and that the other two don't suck. Too bad their all wrong.

Eric Hardy: Always the optimist.

Reckoning doesn't look any better than Rob, but Jackhammer is still unscathed. Reckoning begins to exchange blows with Jackhammer. But the big man gains the advantage quick, using his brute strength to over come Reckoning. Reckoning goes for another drop kick, but Jackhammer just side steps it. Reckoning lands hard on the mat. Rob is off to the side digging under the ring. Reckoning is up, Jackhammer goes for a hip toss, Reckoning lands on his feet, next to Rob, Rob pops up with a chair and cracks it right over Reckoning's back. Reckoning falls forward into Jackhammer's waiting hand, Jackhammer pulls Reckoning up turns and choke slams him right on top of the fallen guard rails. Rob cracks Jackhammer. Jackhammer only flinches.

Kelly Fox: Not too smart.

Eric Hardy: Rob Diamond fancies himself a hero, too bad he doesn't have any powers.

Kelly Fox: Sure he does, incompetence. He's too damn dumb to run.

Eric Hardy: Not a super power.

Kelly Fox: It isn't? Either way.

Eric Hardy: What?

Kelly Fox: Huh?

Eric Hardy: Either way what?

Kelly Fox: Can we please get back to the match.

Eric Hardy: Rob just nailed Jackhammer again. Jackhammer doesn't even move. Rob swings again, but jackhammer just caught the chair. This is going to be bad. Jackhammer has the chair and just bent it in half over Diamond's head. First a car and now this.

Kelly Fox: He asked for it. Moron.

Rob drops down to his knees. Jackhammer throws the chair off to the side. Rob swings his right hand, Jackhammer catches it in his fist. Jackhammer Irish whips Diamond hard right into the near by steel steps, Rob goes knee first up and over onto his back. Rob starts to roll around in pain. Jackhammer heads towards Rob. Reckoning crawls to the ring and starts to look around underneath. He pulls out what appears to be a lead pipe.

ric Hardy: This is about to get very bad for somebody.

Kelly Fox: I like it.

Eric Hardy: As expected. I always found it to be amazing how something as simple as no rules evens out everyone's chances.

Kelly Fox: Everyone except Rob.

Eric Hardy: Of course, except Rob.

Rob is still on the ground. Reckoning is coming up behind Jackhammer. A fan screams "LOOK OUT!" Jackhammer turns just in time to catch the broad side of the pipe across the side of his face. Jackhammer falls to the side and grabs on to the ring apron. Rob is trying to get to his feet. Reckoning takes the pipe and starts pressing it across Jackhammer's neck, choking him. Rob is reaching under the ring and slides out a table. Reckoning is trying to choke out Jackhammer, Jackhammer is trying to use his power to remove the pipe from his throat. The ref is trying to check on Jackhammer. Rob slides the table in the ring and goes back to looking for anther weapon. Jackhammer finally manages to push the pipe back long enough to get a full breath.

Kelly Fox: Close call for Jackhammer. He's really trying to work his way back into the Xtreme title picture.

Eric Hardy: What has Rob got?

Kelly Fox: Looks like a barbed wire bat.

Eric Hardy: Who the hell put that there?

Kelly Fox: Two guesses.

Eric Hardy: Spike Kane…

Rob has the bat, Jackhammer has freed his throat. Reckoning tries to pull the pipe away but jackhammer lands a stiff kick to Reckoning's stomach. Jackhammer grabs Reckoning by the neck and double choke tosses Reckoning right on top of the steel steps. Reckoning lands hard and rolls off the steps clutching his back. Jackhammer reaches down and grabs the pipe. Rob gets a running start, leaps off the stairs and Jackhammer rams the pipe strait into his gut. Rob drops down on his knees still holding the bat. Jackhammer lifts up his right arm with the pipe, Rob shoves the barbed wire end of the bat into Jackhammer's face cutting him open pretty good. Jackhammer falls back. Rob stands up slowly then kicks Jackhammer hard in the legs, he falls, Rob drags the bat across his face like a cheese grater. Rob steps back and holds the bat up high receiving many boos from the fans in attendance.

Eric Hardy: Rob sowing off a bit.

Kelly Fox: He's going to regret it. Jackhammer lives Xtreme. Rob is just passing through.

Eric Hardy: I think your right.

Rob takes the bat in both hands, cocks back, and snaps It in half over Jackhammer's shoulder blades. Jackhammer arches, screams, then falls onto his back. Rob goes for the pin.

One, Two, Reckoning leaps off the steps with a flying elbow and breaks up the pin. Reckoning goes for a cross face, but Rob manages to get out of it. Rob lands a knife edge chop, "WOO!" Then he goes for another, but Reckoning isn't having it as he blocks and heel kicks Rob right in the chin.

Eric Hardy: Diamond is on his back again.

Kelly Fox: Looks like he's getting pretty used to it.

Eric Hardy: Can't all be pros like you.

Kelly Fox: Hardy, har, har… Dick.

Eric Hardy: I think our fans understood the insinuation, no need to tell them.

Kelly Fox: One of these days Hardly.

Eric Hardy: For the last time, I will not sleep with you.

Reckoning pulls Rob up and slides him in the ring. Reckoning follows. Jackhammer is starting to get up.

Reckoning sets the table up in the center of the ring. Jackhammer pulls himself up on the apron. Diamond is up. Reckoning turns only to catch a stiff punch to the throat from Jackhammer, Diamond comes up from behind and nails the Diamond Cutter on Jackhammer across the top rope. Jackhammer bounces off and back to the floor. Rob gets right back up, Reckoning spring boards off the second rope, back flips and DDTs Diamond right through the table. Reckoning rolls him over for the pin.

One, Two, Three!

Reckoning WINS! He gets up and the ref raises his hand. The fans are clapping this awesome match. Reckoning's music plays as he leaves the ring.

Eric Hardy: Reckoning may have just DDTed his way into the Xtreme title scene.

Kelly Fox: A outing like that, he can't be denied for long.

Backstage we see Tyler Jacobs in his office. Spike Kane is sitting on a couch near by. There is a knock at the door.

Tyler: Come in.

The door is suddenly kicked in hard, broken right off the hinges. Angel stands there. Spike jumps right to his feet and gets in Angel's face.

Angel: Get your has been watch dog out of my face right now.

Spike: Or what?

Angel: You'll get the damn beating I've been promising you for the last four months now.

Spike: And after I kick your ass, then what?

Tyler: Boys, boys. Your fight is with Xavier, Angel. Spike has much bigger fish to fry around here. What can I do for you.

Angel: I want my rematch.

Tyler: You'll get it, when I'm ready to give it to you.

Angel: Don't hank my chair Tyler. Now.

Tyler: Let me think about it, no.

Angel: Okay, then you don't get ratings.

Tyler: What?

Angel: Until I get my rematch, I will not wrestle on another episode of Collision. Not this week, not next week. And if we make it past next week, then the rest of the Social Enemies will go on strike too. And if we make it four weeks, well I guess we'll see how many friends I really have around here.

Tyler: There's no need for pointless threats Angel.

Angel: I want my rematch, in a match of my choosing, at a locale of my choosing, when I choose to have it.

Tyler: No.

Angel: Then consider yourself down one wrestler.

Tyler: I could just save you the effort and fire you.

Angel: Fire me and then you'll find out exactly how ruthless I can be.

Tyler Jacobs seems to think about this for a moment. Spike is still right in Angel's face. Angel doesn't see Xavier and Diamond walk in behind him.

Tyler: Okay Angel, go on your little strike, and you'll never get a title shot.

Angel: Only really hurts you in the end. When your ready to give me what's mine, call me.

Angel turns right into Xavier Williams, who is holding the X-Division Championship on his right shoulder.

Xavier: Still complaining?

Angel: Won't be for too much longer.

Xavier: You did this to yourself.

Angel: So did you.

Falcon, Talon and Everyman walk into the room behind Xavier and Diamond. Xavier cocks back to hit Angel, but Falcon grabs his arm. Diamond and Xavier whip around.

Talon: That isn't very smart.

Diamond: Who asked you, villain?

Talon: Oh will you stop already?

Diamond: No.

Xavier: Big man with the back up?

Angel: Everywhere I go.

After a few more tense moments Angel walks between Xavier and Diamond, and the Social Enemies leave the room. Social Distortion gathers in front of Tyler.

Tyler: Threaten me? Okay, next week, we'll show them who their playing with.

Diamond: I want Talon.

Tyler: You'll get him soon enough.

Xavier: Still crying?

Spike: Always.

The scene fades out on Social Distortion laughing.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

{Just as nCw comes back from commercial "Snowblind" by Black Sabbath hits and the fans stand to their feet as Leonard is being helped to the ring by his wife Lisa.}

Eric Hardy: Welcome back fans, it appears that Leonard Fox is in the building tonight.

Kelly Fox: I told you, he'd be here Hardy. He said he had a special announcement.

{As Leonard stands in the middle of the ring he calls for the music to stop as he begins to talk into the microphone.}

Leonard Fox: Kelly please come up here, this announcement concerns not only nCw but you as well.

{Leonard gives Kelly time to get into the ring.}

Leonard Fox: Fans as you know… last week… I was given a rude awakening… I'm not as young and vibrant as I used to be. I've loved every moment of nCw, it's been my dream to see this company succeed and it has done just that. It's exceeded my wildest imaginations….. and I'm proud to say this is my federation and I want to thank each and every one of you for helping my dream come true.

But sadly… after this heart attack I've been advised to avoid any exceedingly stressful endeavors… and that clearly includes nCw. So effective immediately… I'm handing over the business operations of Fate Entertainment over to my only biological child….. Kelly Fox……

{Kelly's jaw hits the floor as she stands there in shock….}

Kelly Fox: But dad… how am I supposed to run nCw…. I don't….

Leonard Fox: Kelly.. you're young, passionate, and you know this sport inside and out…. You are going to do a great job… I know. Thank you fans, thank you for everything….

{"Snowblind" hits again as Leonard and Lisa begin walking away, Kelly follows them backstage as Willy Carter comes out to the commentary booth.}

Eric Hardy: OH MY GAWD! Willy, can you believe it!? Kelly Fox…. Is now in charge of everything nCw!

Willy Carter: I can't believe it Hardy… what is nCw without Leonard Fox? He made this place what it is…. It's a sad day, but we have to look to the future, Kelly is a fresh face with fresh ideas and new visions for this company…

Eric Hardy: Good point, Lets see what Kelly can do for nCw.

Willy Carter: So we have a handicap match up next Hardy?

Eric Hardy: Yeap… our lovely General Manger Tyler Jacobs has booked it.

Willy Carter: Now he should be the one leaving the company not Leoanrd Fox…..

Eric Hardy: Couldn't agree more.

{As Bad Magick by Godsmack ends NAZI and Tyler Jacobs are all in the ring awaiting the arrival of Spike Kane.}

{The lights dim out as an organ plays a grim and foreboding tune, before a wailing guitar kicks in. Strobe lights flash wildly with the drums as the titantron kicks to life with huge red text saying "PLEASE DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SANITY" just then the full song of Avenged Sevenfold's "Critical Acclaim" hits the speakers. }

"Sssh...quiet you might piss somebody off! LIKE ME MOTHERF*CKER YOU'VE BEEN AT IT FOR TOO LONG! While you feed off others insecurities You stand in front of me and bite the hand that feeds!"

{The Spike Kane logo flashes on the tron and is met with huge boos from the crowd. Spike Kane walks out onto the stage slowly and calmly with a smug grin on his face. }

"(Self-righteousness is wearing thin) Lies inside your head your best friend (Heart bleeds but not for fellow man) Broken glass, your fake reflection" <

{Spike makes his way onto the ramp way, smirking at the fans who scream and shout at him as he makes his way towards the ring.}

"I've had enough It's time for something real I don't respect the words you're speaking Gone too far, a clone!"

{Spike climbs up the stairs and walks along he apron, ducking under the ropes and spinning back on himself climbing up the turnbuckle, he extends his arms before thrusting them into an X across his chest. }

"So how does it feel to know that someone's kid in the heart of America Has blood on their hands, fighting to defend your rights? So you can maintain the lifestyle that insults his family's existence Well, where I'm from we have a special salute we aim high in the air Towards all those pompous assholes who spend their days pointing fingers"

{Spike smirks to the crowd as the song reaches a certain point.}

"F*CK YOUUUUUUU!!!"

{Spike drops off the turnbuckles and slowly walks into the middle of the ring, rolling his shoulders and shaking his legs.}

Willy Carter: well now that greatness has returned to the ring, looks like the ratings will go up!

Eric Hardy: Did Tyler Jacobs pay you to say that?

Willy Carter: General Manager Tyler Jacobs you mean!

{Hexx steps out onto the apron to Jacobs bidding as Spike and Mimic begin to circle each other. The two lock up and Mimic gets Spike into a headlock, before Spike leans back against the ropes and pushes Mimic off. Mimic bounces off the opposite ropes and is met with a deadly clothesline from The Spiked One!}

Willy Carter: Ouch! Spike almost beheaded Mimic there!

Eric Hardy: Looks like Spike is sending a messege here.

{Spike drags Mimic to his feet and whips him off the ropes catching him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on the return. Spike covers and Tyler counts. One.....two..-kickout. Hexx dives over the ropes and clubs Spike in the back of the head before Tyler Jacobs pushes him away. Spike gets to his feet holding the back of his head. He glares at Hexx before pulling Mimic up by his hair. He then locks Mimic in a full nelson, his arms waving about. Spike moves closer to Hexx so that he is just barely out of reach of his tag team partner. Spike smirks evily as he wriggles Mimic's arms about.}

Eric Hardy: Oh come on, this is just taking the mickey!

{Mimic manages to just grasp Hexx's arm and Hexx dives in going for Spike, but Tyler Jacobs gets in his way saying that there was no tag. Spike throws Mimic on the floor and taunts Hexx some more. Hexx tries to push past Tyler Jacobs, but Jacobs stands strong pushing the man back out onto the ring apron. Spike however runs off the ropes and as he paces across the ring he leap frogs over Tyler Jacobs into a huge crossbody on Hexx sending both men crashing to the outside!}

Eric Hardy: Holy crap!!

Willy Carter: Who would ever have seen THAT coming?

{Tyler stands with his hands on his head out of shock as he looks down at the carnage created by Spike. Shaking his head with disbelief he disgruntedly begins to count......ONE........TWO........THREE.......FOUR........FIVE........SIX......Spike slowly begins to get up using the ring apron.....SEVEN..........EIGHT...he climbs up onto the arpon.....NINE....Hexx grabs his leg to stop him from climbing in and Tyler simply stops counting. Smirking down at Hexx, who is furious. Tyler folds his arms and Spike manages to kick Hexx off of him, however in the ring Mimic is up and behind Tyler looking very pissed off. As Tyler turns around Mimic nails a huge DDT on him, sending the General Manager crashing to the floor!}

Eric Hardy: Serves him right for not counting Spike out!

Willy Carter: what? He had to stop! NAZI were cheating!

Eric Hardy: WHAT MATCH ARE YOU WATCHING!?

{Spike stalks Mimic and as he turns around he kicks him in the gut before nailing a devastating Spike Impailer! Spike covers Mimic and he himself raises Tyler's hand and slams it down shouting ONE, then again for TWO and once more for THREE!! Spike climbs up and shouts at the timekeeper to ring the bell, he does...your winner, Spike Kane!}

Eric Hardy: And Social Distortion steal yet another victory...

Willy Carter: I don't know what your talking about Hardy, NAZI cheated by stopping Spike getting back into the ring and attacking the referee!

Eric Hardy: But the ref never count-

Willy Carter: Did you see the ref's hand count the three?

Eric Hardy: But-

Willy Carter: DID YOU? ....exactly!

{Hexx looks on at Spike with anger in his eyes as he looks after his fallen partner, meanwhile Spike slides Tyler out of the ring helping him to the back to a huge chorus of boos as "Critical Acclaim" blares out of the system.}

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Eric Hardy: Well fans, welcome back to the show.

Willy Carter: We've had some great action and some big time news already, and the night is still relatively young fans.

Eric Hardy: That's right, up next is a match featuring the former National champion taking on a man who has given it his all to win said title.

Willy Carter: John really wants that strap and he's had it in his grasps, but something has just happened each time that prevented him….

{"Down" by 311 begins to play as the fans cheer as Ricky Johnson makes his way to the ring. The fans stay on their feet as TNT hits the PA system and now John Anthony makes his way down the ramp and into the ring.}

Willy Carter: These two both look ready for some good action, don't they Hardy.

Eric Hardy: You got that right Willy, if there's one thing you can say about both John Anthony and Ricky Johnson….. that they are always prepared.

{The match kicks off as the two meet in the middle of the ring and shake hands, the referee calls for the ball and Johnson and Anthony immediately lock up. Anthony gets the upper hand taking Ricky and spinning him into a hammorlock. Johnson runs forward and runs into the ropes and then holds on, sending Anthony off with force. Anthony rolls over and gets back to his feet just in time to dodge a drop kick throwing RJ hard to the mat, Anthony steps backwards pushing off on the ropes and comes forward putting the point of his elbow into the chest of Ricky Johnson. Anthony gets back up and puts another eblow into the chest of Johnson. Anthony covers 1… but that's where it ends. Anthony gets back to his feet and bends down to pull Johnson up, but Ricky takes Anthony and rolls him up with a inside cradle. 1….. but that is all Johnson gets as well. Both mean roll up and onto their feet. Anthony dives forward with a diving clothesline but Ricky catches Anthony's arm and drives him to the mat, then spins over and takes Anthony's arm into an arm bar while sitting on Anthony's back. Anthony is in pain as he crawls and does his best to fight the move. Anthony finally reaches out and takes the ropes and Ricky Johnson releases the hold. Ricky bends down to help Anthony to his feet but John reaches out and pulls Ricky's left leg out from under him. Ricky falls flat on his butt as Anthony uses the ropes and gets back to his feet, Anthony then violently kicks Johnson square in the head. Anthony rolls onto the top of Johnson and covers 1….2…. but Ricky manages to put his foot on the rope.}

Willy Carter: Eric, these two sure are taking it to each other in the early moments of this match.

Eric Hardy: They both love to win, it really shouldn't be much of a surprise Willy.

Willy Carter: Hmmm… Good point.

{Anthony gets back to his feet and waits for Ricky Johnson to do the same this time. Ricky pulls up using the ropes and groagly turns around right into an overhead release belly to belly suplex by Anthony. Ricky Johnson, Johnson holds his back in pain as Anthony pulls Ricky back up and throws him into the corner, Anthony comes in and gives a huge knife edge chop to the chest of Ricky and the fans scream out "Woooo" Anthony does it again and again "wooo" Anthony looks to do it again but Ricky raises a knee and puts it into Anthony's stomach and then turns the tables and throws Anthony in the corner. Johnson hits a knife edge chop and we get another "wooooo" Anthony stumbles out of the corner holding his chest and Ricky gives him a drop toe hold that sends Anthony down face first to the mat, Ricky Johnson climbs the ropes behind and waits. Anthony gets back to his feet and looks around the ring, he turns around just in time to have Ricky Johnson leaping off the top rope and connecting with a cross body block! Ricky hooks a leg just as they hit the mat and goes for the pin. 1….2….. but Anthony is able to muscle his way out just in time throwing Ricky off over his head. Johnson gets to his feet as does Anthony, Ricky goes for a standing side kick, but Anthony side steps the kick and throws Ricky's leg down then kicks RJ in the stomach. Anthony takes both of Ricky's arms in his after placing his head in his armpit and hits the double arm ddt. Ricky again covers 1….2… but Johnson kicks out.}

Eric Hardy: See Willy, these two, they won't ever not give a match 110 percent.

Willy Carter: I see your point, these two men are right at it, no matter what the other does.

Eric Hardy: That's a prime reason Ricky is a former National and X-Division champion, and why Anthony has been such a stable name in nCw so far.

Willy Carter: Both are an absolute pleasure to have in our ranks that's for sure.

Eric Hardy: Couldn't agree with you more Willy.

{Anthony pulls Ricky back up but apparently Ricky has had enough and begins elbowing Anthony's stomach rapidly. Anthony is forced to take a step back giving Ricky room come up and take Anthony in his arm, Ricky lifts then comes down with a side effect! Johnson immediately covers Anthony 1….2…. but Anthony kicks out this time. Johnson gets back to his feet and pulls John up as well. Johnson looks for a irish whip but Anthony hits the breaks and sends Johnson instead, Anthony falls on his back and puts his feet into the stomach of Johnson, as well as taking his arms and gives him a monkey flip. Johnson holds his back in pain as he rolls over to get back to his feet. John is back up and croaches, waiting. Ricky is completely up now and Anthony charges him knocking him back down to the mat with a clothesline. Anthony climbs up the turnbuckles and perches himself on the middle rope, Johnson turns over and begins to get to his feet, Anthony leaps and as soon as Ricky turns John hits his drop kick and puts Ricky back down to the mat. Anthony waists no time and locks Johnson into the STF soon afterwards! Ricky is in obvious pain as he's struggling to escape the move. Ricky begins trying to pull loose Anthony's hands, but that has no effect. Ricky reaches for the ropes but he is way too far away and all is looking lost.}

Eric Hardy: This could be it here Willy, Anthony has this move in tight and Johnson has no where to go.

Willy Carter: You got that right, Anthony wore Ricky down and then quickly locked in this STF. I bet Johnson is still feeling the effects of that drop kick and now has to try and escape this deadly submission….

Eric Hardy: You're right on the spot Willy, Anthony is a smart man. He was trained by TXO, he knows when to lock in submissions and how to wear a body down.

Willy Carter: Johnson has a lot of fight, but I just don't see how he can take too much more of this.

{Johnson appears out and the referee checks on him and gets no answer. The referee raises Ricky's hand and lets it drop.}

Eric hardy: That's one.

{The referee raises it again and drops it again.}

Willy Carter: That's two.

{The referee motions to the crowd that that's two with his middle and index fingers. He reaches down and lifts Johnson's hand again and drops it……}

Eric Hardy: That's th……

Willy Carter: NO! Johnson's hand doesn't hit, he's got it back up!

Eric Hardy: Amazing, I thought this was over for usre.

Willy Carter: You're not the only one.

{Ricky Johnson indeed is not out yet, but he also isn't out of the STF either. Johnson tries again to break Anthony's hands apart but can't, so now he is resorted to crawling. Ricky begins pulling himself closer and closer… he reaches out and… YES he grabs the ropes, the referee tells Anthony that's enough and he complies. Anthony backs away and waits for Johnson to get to his feet. Ricky pulls himself up using the ropes, barely able to tell what Is going on when Anthony comes up behind him, Johnson falls to his back and kicks Anthony's legs sending him chest first into the middle rope. Ricky springs to his feet and runs, he bounces off the ropes and comes back and dives through the middle rope planting Anthony as he does! Ricky lands on the outside and falls to his knees still feeling the effects of that STF and Anthony is holding his chest and throat inside the ring. Johnson climbs up onto the apron and shakes the cobwebs from his head, he grabs onto the top rope tightly and flips into the ring with a flipping senton that catches John across his body, Ricky covers and the referee counts 1…..2….. but again Anthony kicks out!}

Eric Hardy: See Willy, these two just won't quit.

Willy Carter: They've made me a believer Hardy.

Eric Hardy: I'm glad you've seen the light.

{Ricky pulls Anthony back to his feet but Anthony begins fighting Ricky off. Anthony hits punch after punch connecting with Ricky's face and driving the former Rock Star backwards. Ricky plants his feet and throws a punch as well but Anthony blocks it and takes Ricky's head and gives him an European uppercut. Ricky's head snaps up as he stumbles back, Anthony comes forward but takes a kick in the stomach by Ricky and then planted on the ground with a quick DDT. Johnson walks over and climbs the ropes and is looking for the Burnout, he comes off but Anthony moves at the last second, Ricky gets to his feet holding in pain as Anthony comes up to him and lifts Johnson up and nails his DOA! Anthony covers, 1…..2…..3! Winner: John Anthony!

Eric Hardy: John Anthony has done it! He managed to get a win here tonight.

Willy Carter: Very impressive match. Both men gave it their all.

{Inside the ring Anthony has his hand raised in victory. John helps Ricky to his feet and the two shake hands one more time as TNT is blaring over the PA.}

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

We come back from commercial with the lovely Kelly Kaos already in the middle of the ring, wearing a black suit with a white button down shirt under the jacket, the top two buttons undone, she stands there with the mic in her hand looking out to the crowd of people who are booing her. She pays them no mind."Ladies and gentlemen, the few of you out here in attendance today, and to the rest of you swine in the seats tonight, it's my great pleasure to present to you at this time, the man who ended the longest farce in nCw history, your NEW nCw National Champion, and quite simply a man better then you, Jay Eef KAY!" She motions up to the entrance way as the lights go dim, we hear the break down of drums that starts off the classic Guns N' Roses song "You could be mine", a gold hue overtakes the arena as the guitar kicks in, the full intro plays out as strobe lights match the rhythm of the drums and as soon as Axe's voice kicks in there is an explosion of gold pyro raining down on the entrance way.

I'm a cold heartbreaker Fit ta burn and I'll rip your heart in two An I'll leave you lyin' on the bed I'll be out the door before ya wake It's nuthin' new ta you 'Cause I think we've seen that movie too

JFK now stands where the pryo was raining down, he's wearing a very expensive gold hue suit with the jacket buttoned down, no sign of the National Title to be seen, his head down but his eyes peer out to the crowd he has a smug cocky grin on his face as he starts to walk down the ramp slowly. He stops half way down and opens his jacket, showing off the NEW nCw National Title, the gold replaced with platinum, the diamonds freshly replaced, the belt almost glows as the light reflects off it all shiny like, JFK looks to his right at a heckling fan and ignores him continuing his march down to the ring.

'Cause you could be mine But you're way out of line With your bitch slap rappin' And your cocaine tongue You get nuthin' done I said you could be mine

JFK finishes his walk down the ramp and now takes the stairs to the ring one by one, slowly he bends and enters the ring between the top and middle rope, he goes to the center of the ring and flings his jacket open once more showing off the belt, he turns to all four sides of the ring showing off the belt around his waist to the fans still with a smug grin on his face, he hair washed and styled for today to be up off his face yet still hanging to the side of his head.

Now holidays come and then they go It's nothin' new today Collect another memory When I come home late at night Don't ask me where I've been Just count your stars I'm home again

Kelly hands him the mic with a grin on her face and steps back to the corner of the ring leting her man take center stage, as the music dies down and the house lights come back up a bit, still dim in the arena however as a spotlight shines down on a loan JFK. The fans boo before he even raises the mic to his lips and he lets them continue on, soaking it all in, he enjoys the hate, it fuels him, he thrives on it. Hate him, hate him because you want to BE him, it's ok. It's ok to hate him because your woman wants to be WITH him also. It's all understandable.

JFK: "This past Sunday at Reborn I went out and did exactly what I said I was going to do, I ENDED a false champion's reign, I dominated the match, and I walked OUT, as YOUR NEW nCw National Champion. As much as management tried to keep me from this title, as much as they tried to stack the odds against me to prevent me from having this title, as much as they wanted to stop the Empire from taking over...they failed, this past Sunday I would not be denied, this past Sunday I could not be STOPED, and this past Sunday, it was just the beginning."

JFK grins as the fans boo some more, their hero, Joe Everyman, pinned, a week ago, they can boo all they want, they can jeer and throw all the things they want, it still wont change the fact that JFK is now a Champion.

JFK: "This is just phase one of the hostile take over, this was the stone that needed to be tossed to get the ball rolling, I am out here tonight to give you fans, and all the guys in the back, and management a fair warning, stay out of our way, we are taking over, the Empire is here, and it is here to stay. Step one was exposing Joe Everyman as the false champion he really is, step two will be Steve Awesome taking the World Title, and ENDING Lance Ryan's career...."

More boo's from the crowd but JFK pay's them no mind.

JFK: "Cheer all you want for your "savior", cheer for him till the cows come home, it wont change the fact that Steve is going to destroy him once and for all. And when he does, there will be NOTHING....nothing...that can stop us from ruling this company. It's already started, look around you, look at the card, we dominate the card, we are everywhere, there is no stopping us, The Empire sans an "Emperor" and all, still, will dominate the nCw, and there is nothing, or anyone, that can stop us. We demonstrate our show of power later tonight, as we once again flip the nCw upside-down on its head. But that's later, this is now. And what you see before you now, is the true nCw National Champion, Joe, watch closely, because what I do from here on out, will become the blue print for all champions, Joe it has come to my attention that when I beat you, not only did I beat a false champion, but also one who held this title for a record setting time, congratulations Joe, enjoy it, because a few months from now, that record, will be like your title run, history. What you see before you now, is a man who will defend this title till his dieing breath, I will take on any and all challengers, as long as they are worthy enough to get in the ring with me, I will bring a level of prestige that this title has NEVER seen before. I will be as dominate as I have ever been, and it starts tonight, against Falcon."

JFK takes the title off from around his waist and holds it up in front of the camera so we can get a good shot at the name plate that says simply "JFK"

JFK: "See this Falcon, you see what it says, nCw National Championship, J...F...K. Not Falcon, not Dave Holland, not Joe Everyman, NO...it says...JFK. So you can run your mouth all you want, you can come on national television and claim you know what I am going to say, what I am going to do, but in actually, you have no clue, you can train all you want Falcon, you can get as prepared for our match as you have all other matches, but you forget one simple fact, I'm a joker card, I'm unpredictable, unstable, I have no regard for human life, I have no regard for human emotions, I do what I want when I want HOW I want, and now that I am the champion, I have the edge, I have the upper hand in ANY match I step into, be a tag match, a 3 way dance, or any other bulls**t type match management wants to toss me into, Falcon, the truth of the matter is this, you don't have a prayer of beating me, ever. You can claim your doing this for Joe, you can claim your going to win this title back for him, for the fans, you can say all the right things to make these monkey's clap for you, but at the end of the day, when it's all said and done, one simple truth will be reveled to everyone. And that is that I am…"

Kelly comes walking up and put's her hand on his mic lowering it a bit before raising her own.

Kelly Kaos: "You no longer need to point that out to these fans anymore James, with that title, with the Empire leading the way, its clearly seen, that you are better then them."

JFK: "Your damn right I am."

With that JFK drops the mic with a thud and static, he holds up the title once more as "You could be mine" blasts over the P.A. system, the fans still booing as JFK and Kelly Kaos stand tall in the ring.

Willy Carter: That JFK is a smug one ain't he?

Eric Hardy: That's kinda an understatement.

Willy Carter: So What's next on the card Eric?

Eric Hardy: We have the man we just saw JFK, teaming up with Sexy Jason to take on Falcon and Talon.

Willy Carter: Should be a very good match.

Eric Hardy: I like it myself.

{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.."

{Falcon stands near the right turnbuckle, awaiting Talon. The thundering guitars of Arch Enemy echo through the arena halls. The crowd erupts in a chorus of cheers and raised devil horns. Talon emerges from the back, stopping at the top of the ramp to observe the crowd.}

"Since the day that you were born..." "The wheels are in motion..." "Turning ever faster..." "Play your part in the big machine..." "The stage is set..." "The road is chosen..." "Your fate.." "Be ordained..." "We are watching you..." "Every step of the way!!" {Talon assumes a boxing stance and lets loose a flurry of rights and lefts. The uppercut signals the pyro, which goes off behind him in a loud roar. He heads for the ring, giving the fans on the way their thrill of touching hands with their hero.}

"Never too late.." "To stand your ground.." "Revolution.." "Begins!"

{Talon slides in the ring, climbs the far turnbuckle and takes off his hat. He takes a sharpie from his pocket, signs the hat and then flings it into the crowd. He drops off the turnbuckle and gets ready for war. He talks with Falcon as they wait for JFK and Jason. ''Empire'' by Queensrych plays and out step Sexy Jason and JFK. They both talk to each other a little bit, as they quickly make their way to the ring. They both slide in simultaneously into the ring. Falcon decides to start it for his team, as JFK decides to start for his.}

Hardy: This should be a good one!

Carter: Indeed it should, Hardy.

{Mitch Kennedy rings the bell and JFK and Falcon tie-up in the middle of the ring. JFK quickly gets sick of it, and hits a huge upper cut to the chin of Falcon, backing him up. JFK then hits a hard running elbow, knocking down Falcon.}

Hardy: Quick start for JFK here.

Carter: And a painful one for Falcon.

{JFK unloads a few stiff knee shots to Falcon, as Talon starts to get antsy on the apron, begging for a tag. JFK bounces into the ropes and goes for an elbow drop, but Falcon dodges it and tries to tag Talon! But it is disrupted by JFK quickly, who locks in a chin lock.}

Hardy: Oh, so close for Falcon!

Carter: But not close enough.

{Falcon stands up slowly, and starts to give elbows to JFK's stomach. Falcon then slips out and Irish whips JFK towards Jason, who gets a blind tag as Falcon tags out to Talon. Sexy Jason clotheslines Falcon, and then focuses his attention back on the legal man, Talon before dropping him with another vicious clothesline. Jason then does a pelvic thrust as the crowd boo his arrogance.}

Hardy: Jason is certainly on a roll here...

Carter: And he's obviously not feeling too threatened right now...

{Jason looks back at JFK on the apron who wants in, Jason laughs and shakes his head, telling JFK "I got this!" JFK looks annoyed but suddenly the lights go out leaving the arena in total darkness...}

Carter: What the hell?

Hardy: When did this become Monday Night Collision?

{Suddenly huge flame pyros erupt from all four turnbuckles returning the lights as cards begin to fall from the rafters, this produces a mixed reaction from the crowd....}

Hardy: There's only one man in this business who is known to be signaled by falling cards...

Carter: Rumors were that he was going to return tonight...could it be right here and right now...

Hardy: Hang on, where's JFK?

Carter: He must have disappeared when the lights went out and now he's left his partner and stablemate at the mercy of two bright rising stars looking to leave their mark...

{The cards stop falling in the ring around Jason and sure enough JFK is not on the apron and as soon as Jason realizes, he looks around confused, both Falcon and Talon are back on their feet at this point, and both of them realize Jason is all alone, they grin as they circle him...but the crowd is still wondering why The Ace hasn't shown up...}

Hardy: I guess those rumors were wrong...

Carter: Regardless, Falcon and Talon are looking to leave their mark on Jason here, that's for sure...

{Jason realizes Falcon is right in front of him, but before he can react Falcon kicks Jason in the gut and delivers a devastating Aerial Spike to Jason...}

Hardy: How poetic is that move, with all the fallen cards in the ring?

Carter: Yet another sign of the man we all love to hate, perhaps Falcon was inspired by the falling cards...

{Jason looks out as Talon climbs the turnbuckle and nails a beautiful Jack High Straight before following through with a cover...1...2...3!}

Amber Ashe: Here are your winners, the team of Falcon and Talon...

Hardy: A major upset here, these two young stars have beaten the former Xtreme Champion...

Carter: And a member of The Empire...after JFK abandoned him...

Hardy: But the question is why?

{Falcon and Talon leave the ring, laughing as they high five each other looking back at the fallen Jason as they back up the ramp...suddenly 'Face To Face' by Siouxsie & The Banshees hits as cards begin falling around Falcon and Talon on the ramp...both men stand either side as

The Ace appears on stage to a mixed reaction...}

Carter: He's back...the rumors were true!

Amber Ashe: Ladies and Gentlemen, being accompanied by Kathleen Conway-Jones, please welcome back....THE ACE! {Kathy also appears between The Ace's legs, she crawls through them, and snakes up her husbands side with her hands, they share a kiss before walking down the ramp together, as Falcon and Talon gesture that this is not their fight and leave...The Ace ignores the two men and walks up the steel steps, telling the referee to part the ring ropes as he steps through them...he then tells the referee to leave as Kathy crawls under the bottom rope to join her husband at his side...The Ace grabs Amber's microphone before Kat hisses at her to leave as the music fades...}

Hardy: Maybe we're about to get some answers...

Carter: That is one freaky couple... The Ace: NOW...THE ACE IS IN THE PLACE!

{There is a mixed reaction as The Ace stands over Jason's fallen body...}

The Ace: Funny how times change isn't it? Once upon a time, you guys loved me, and now there is only one woman who does, and she is all I need by my side...but I'm not here to talk about my wonderful new wife...no, I'm out here to carry out an execution in the name of The Empire...something Davey asked me personally to take care of...so tonight, we cut away the rotting flesh that holds us back, the weak link....Sexy Jason has been worthless to us ever since he lost that Xtreme Championship...he is no longer good enough to roll with the absolute best...and tonight, I will force him not only out of The Empire, but out of my damn ring...

Hardy: Jason is being kicked out of The Empire...

Carter: Well we never expected this...

The Ace: But first my beautiful Kathy has something she wants to get off her chest...

The Ace hands his wife the microphone before dragging a woozy Jason back to his feet and holding him up for her to speak to him...

Kathy: Jason...I never love you...you not real man...like Ace...you never care for me...like Ace...all you care about...that belt...and now you lose it never get it back...just like you lose me and never get me back...I Ace forever...you not good enough for Empire...you not good enough for me...does that hurt you?

{Kathy shakes her head as Jason still looks pathetically out of it...}

Kathy: No? What about this?

{Kathy slaps her ex boyfriend hard across the face...}

Hardy: Ouch!

Carter: What a slap from Kathy to her former boyfriend!

{The Ace then releases him as she kicks him in the crotch and delivers a crushing Kat's Kradle to Jason right in the middle of the ring...The Ace laughs as he picks up the microphone Kat dropped...}

The Ace: Tonight marks a new beginning for all of nCw...The Conway-Jones Era has begun...and now we run the show...

{Kathy drags Jason to the ring ropes by an arm and with a free hand takes out some handcuffs from her black leather top, she cuffs Jason to the top ring rope as The Ace drops the microphone and slides out of the ring, he looks under the ring apron...}

Hardy: This could be very bad for Jason..

Carter: No kidding, he's helpless here...

{The Ace retrieves his steel roulette table rake and almost looks entranced by it...he slides back into the ring, bearing a sadistic grin...}

Hardy: Somebody stop this!

{The Ace walks over to Jason, rake in hand, he raises it as Jason flails helplessly trying to kick him away, but to no avail...but before the couple can do any more damage, the crowd start cheering as Reckoning races down the ramp and into the ring to make the save...The Ace tries to swing at him, but Reckoning ducks the shot and The Ace drops the rake and grabs Kathy who drops a small key to the ground as the couple leave the ring, staring back at an irate Reckoning who is yelling for them to come back, The Ace simply shakes his head, with an arm around Kathy...Reckoning picks up the fallen microphone....}

Reckoning: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to a new era. Ace, and all of the Empire, you claim to hold the 'elite'. Well today, a NEW elite is standing before your very eyes. We are nCw's new tier. Me and Jason have been friends for some time, and it should yield no surprises as I announce that me an Jason are officially tag-teaming! This is the GANGSTA GANJA GANG!

Hardy: What an announcement! nCw has a new addition to the tag team roster! Wow!

{The crowd erupts in a cheer. Ace and Kat walk to the back, ignoring Reckoning completly.}

Reckoning: You see, me and Jason both have been sick of hearing arrogant motherf**kers around here, claiming they are the best. What do they do when called upon? They get there ass handed to them on a silver platter. Then, the next week, they're saying that the match was close, and they were cheated. Close only counts in horse shoes and hand grenades homie. Ace just happens to fit this category. You know who else fits? 90% of this pathetic roster. Take away the 10% and this roster has more pussies than 12AM whore house!

Carter: VERY strong words from Reckoning there!

Hardy: Well, he does seem to be perturbed, that's for sure.

{Reckoning looks down to see the small silver key on the ground. He picks it up and unlocks the cuffs around Jason's wrist. Jason falls to his knees, still in pain. He grabs the microphone out of Reckoning's hand.}

Sexy Jason: Ace, you've just started a war. Not against you, and not even against the Empire. No, you've started a war between us, and every body who wants a battle! I'm the Sexy Soldier now! I don't need anybody but Reckoning as an ally any more. You've started a revolution Ace, and I'll be happy to shoot you on the front lines.

{Jason hands Reckoning the mic as he stands to his feet slowly.}

Reckoning: That's right Jason. See, I've got the "Sexy Soldier" Jason, and I fight side by side with him as General White Gangsta, or General WG for short. We told y'all we had a surprise, and this isn't even the beginning of the surprises. You see, we're men on a mission, and we're not stopping until everybody knows us, fears, and want to be us. You see, we ARE the new era. We ARE the uprising of a new generation, we ARE THE GANGSTA GANJA GANG!

{We cut to commercial as Jason and Reckoning enter a small brotherly embrace.}

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Handsome Awkward plays on the P.A system which means in a few moments Steve Awesome will be coming out. When he appears on the stage the crowd boo him viciously but he doesn't care because he is Awesome!

Willy Carter: Is this Steve Awesome's theme music, Eric?

Eric Hardy: That it is, Willy. I wonder if Steve is going to talk about anything beside himself?

He continues down the ramp and slides into the ring, abruptly taking the microphone from Amber Ashe.

Willy Carter: Polite isn't he.

Eric Hardy: Just wait until he speaks.

Steve Awesome: For the past couple of weeks I have been stating that I wanted the chance to become the next number one contender to the world heavyweight championship. I have been standing in front of cameras talking about why I deserved to be number one contender, why by now, I've EARNED the right to call myself the number one contender."

Eric Hardy: As much as I hate to admit it, Steve is right. Whether you love him or hate him he has definitely shown why he should be in the title picture.

Willy Carter: He is complaining. He hasn't got his title shot so he is out here whining about it. I agree he should have a shot but its not on his terms. It's managements choice.

Steve starts to pace around the ring.

Steve Awesome: "But hey wow, you know I've been waiting and waiting for management to see that I deserve the shot and tell me that I'm the number one contender. But no such thing has happened. I've been waiting for months now to even have a match that would declare a contender let alone a match that was actually for the championship since you know, I have pin fall victories over the only two champions this company has ever had. But for some reason, Steve Awesome is ignored when it comes to the world title picture.

Steve Awesome: "And that's why I've come out here tonight and graced you undeserving low lives with my presence. Because I'm not just going to wait around for somebody to give me the shot, I'm just going to take it. As a matter of fact, I DEMAND to be the number one contender. I DEMAND I be put into the main event at Picture Perfect and I DEMAND, Lance Ryan to come down to this ring and accept my challenge so that I can continue to look forward to being the guy that retires that old fossil. So Lance…..

Awesome turns to face the ramp.

Steve Awesome: "Bring your old ass out here and accept my challenge, NOW!"

No sooner do these words leave the mouth of Awesome then "Run" by Day of Fire hits the PA system and Lance Ryan makes his way out onto the entrance ramp and the fans all show their allegiance to the World Champion as he slowly makes his way down the ramp and he doesn't take his eyes off of Steve Awesome the entire time down the ramp. He climbs the ring steps and then slaps the World Title that is resting upon his shoulder. He steps in between the ropes and removes a microphone from his inside suit jacket pocket.

Willy Carter: I can't believe Lance is even giving Steve the time of day with the way he has spoken to him.

Eric Hardy: Well Lance Ryan doesn't take kindly to threats, Willy. I think Lance is going to call Steve's bluff.

Lance Ryan: "Steve Awesome. So, you think that you deserve to be the World Champion? You think that you are the man that will not only take this title off of my shoulder, but the man that will end my longstanding career? What do you fans think? Do you think that Steve Awesome should be in line for an Icon-Sized ass kicking?

The fans cheer loudly at the champion's mention of kicking Awesome's ass. Lance smirks as he stares down Awesome.

Eric Hardy: Woah! Sounds like the fans are interested in seeing that happen.

Willy Carter: Not just them Eric. I definitely wouldn't mind watching the champ take out the garbage.

Lance Ryan "Steve. I agree with almost everything that you have said recently, except for your demands. I am not going to mince words with you here. I call them as I see them. I think that you have proved to the world that you are indeed one of the best wrestlers in this company, I think that you are deserving of a World Title shot, and most importantly I think that you should get to face me at Picture Perfect...but DO NOT think for one second that I will face you because you demand it. I have never in my career met someone's demands like a pussy. I will face you one on one for the World Title at Picture Perfect because you beat me, because you are talented and because if I lose to you, I will know in my heart that I have passed the torch to the next generation of nCw.

Eric Hardy: Lance just accepted!

Willy Carter: So at Picture Perfect it's going to be Steve Awesome vs. Lance Ryan in a one on o-

SO KISS ME GOODBYE, HONEY I'M GOING TO MAKE IT OUT ALIVE

SO KISS ME GOODBYE, I CAN SEE THE VENOM IN THEIR EYES

Willy Carter: What The Hell now….

Eric Hardy: Is That?....It is….It's Trent Helms, the man who battled Steve Awesome to a draw just a week ago.

Trent emerges on stage, wearing actually wearing a Steve Awesome T-Shirt that is cut off at the sides, revealing, that his ribs are taped up from the assault from just a week ago., He holds his arms outwards to taunt, however quickly brings his arms back in, and favors his midsection, as he steps into the ring, Steve Awesome looks annoyed a bit, and Lance himself looks a little confused.

Steve Awesome: Trent what do you think you're doing dude…We can go and hang out before our matches after I take care of some business, now go run along to the back dude, I got th….

Suddenly Trent Helms yells over Steve.

Trent Helms: No….I got this…So SHUT THE HELL UP YOU IGNORANT ASS!

The fans begin to laugh slightly at Trent, as he continues.

Trent Helms: So….First off…I would like to congratulate Lance Ryan on defeating Reckless Jack

The crowd yells Who?!?!?

Trent Helms: Now, let me get this straight….You want your title shot Steve, because you beat Lance Ryan three weeks ago, as well as Reckless Jack two weeks ago….You are going to accept his challenge…so what am I doing out here….I'm sorry Steve….I have no idea why I'm out here….so go ahead, finish your business.

Trent goes to leave, as Awesome and Lance just shrug, when suddenly Trent comes back into the ring.

Trent Helms: Oh Now…I remember….That is all good and all, except one thing…..Neither one of you have ever beaten me! If you're going to be handing out title shots….I think I should be given one as well, considering….no offense Lance, I think you're awesome…..But I did defeat you two weeks ago, cleanly in the middle of the ring…and Steve…well you know you're Awesome, your last name even says so….but you haven't been able to beat me, You're my homeslice and all, and I don't want to ruin your moment, but truth of the matter is….I beat you for this nCw Tag Team Title, and then last week, we nearly killed each other for no reason other than to see, which one of us is better….So if you're going to accept his challenge Lance…Then I would like you to consider…giving me the chance….I'm not here to tell you I'm going to end your career, because I don't want that burden, but for every win Steve Awesome has picked up, I've been there matching him at every turn….So Lance, the ball is in your court…..Allow me the chance to complete for your nCw Championship.

Eric Hardy: Wait? Trent Helms wants a title shot too?

Willy Carter: Wow. Picture Perfect is already starting to live up to its name!

Trent holds out his hand towards Lance, as if he wants him to shake it, when Steve slaps Trent hands away.

Steve Awesome: Um….back the space ship up here for a second. What the hell just happened here? Let's just rewind here so that I can gather my thoughts. Let's see here, I come out to the ring and demand my title shot. Then Lance comes out and accepts my demand even if he thinks he didn't. That's cool, I'm getting my title shot. But then somewhere around there is when things started going wrong. See that's when Trent….."

Steve stops and points at his friend.

Steve Awesome: That's you, came down to this ring. And then you yourself put out a challenge for the world title. See Trent, were buddies and all. Were great friends and all that crap. But in all fairness, and Lance stop me if I'm wrong, but don't you have to be about "yay" high to compete for the world title?"

Awesome holds his palm out above Trents head.

Willy Carter: Short jokes? Oh, this guy is a comedian.

Eric Hardy: I'm sure somebody thinks Steve is funny. Only problem is it's his own damn self!

Steve Awesome: "It's great that you got all these aspirations Trent, but dude, seriously, what the hell is your damn problem?

Trent: "How the hell..."

Lance Ryan: "Listen, to be quite honest with you, I am not going to stand out here and be a part of the waste of time that is your lover's quarrel. Steve, like I said, you deserve this title shot...you can have it. Trent, you are right, you too deserve a shot at the World Title...so you can have it as well. Everyone here knows that I am a fighting champion and that I am willing to take on any and all comers. Trent and Steve, I hope that the two of you fight as well as you gab because the time is now near when you need to put your money where your mouths are."

Willy Carter: YES! A triple threat for the world title! Sounds good to me.

Eric Hardy: Wait…..aren't Trent Helms and Steve Awesome friends? How is that going to play in all of this?

Trent exit's the ring and Lance watches Trent walk up the ramp. The two share a nod of respect but there's one thing Lance forgot about. Or for that matter, one person. Lance is instantly reminded as Awesome takes him down with a chop block that takes the champ off his feet. Steve is raining down punches on the champions head as a look of intensity appears on his face.

Eric Hardy: OH! I should have known!

Willy Carter: The match isn't even officially booked and Steve is already getting in the cheap shots.

Eric Hardy: Hey wait….look at Trent. What is he doing?

Trent stands on the entranceway watching the assault that Steve Awesome is giving Lance Ryan, he looks at his nCw Tag Team Title, and then lays it down on the ground, and pulls off his Steve Awesome shirt, and looks about ready to return to the ring to get Awesome off of Lance, however as he is about to sprint to the ring, he falls to a knee favoring his midsection, He gets up and tries again, however seems to still be in pain from the match a week ago, he finally shrugs and picks up the Tag Team Title and head back through the entrance way

Eric Hardy: It looked like Trent wanted to save Lance…but his midsection was hurting him.

Willy Carter: Or Trent was letting his best friend do the dirty work. We've only just started the road to Picture Perfect and we already have all these questions.

Eric Hardy: Well we can't wait for the answers, we have a match to call. And it's NEXT! Stay tuned folks!

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Eric Hardy: And were back. Security finally broke up Lance and Awesome and now were ready to see Jack Hammond vs. the Xtreme Champion, Dark Prophet.

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.

Eric Hardy: To say Jack Hammond is impressive is an understatement, Willy.

Willy Carter: Hammy has done nothing but impress for a month and a half but tonight he is up against Dark Prophet! He is the Xtreme Champion for a reason, Hardy.

The beginning ambient swell of "The Day the World Went Away" by Nine Inch Nails plays over the P.A. in the arena. The fans give a mixed reaction to the "God of Xtreme", Dark Prophet. He slowly walks down to the ring, accompanied by Fate, while the song skips to the "verse". I Listen to the words he'd say. But in his voice, I heard decay. The plastic face forced to portray. All the insides, left cold and gray. There is a place that still remains. It eats the fear, it eats the pain. The sweetest price he'll have to pay. The day the Whole World went...Away.

Prophet rolls under the ropes into the ring, and the lights rise. Fate takes his place along the apron as Prophet kneels down in the nearest corner. His cold eyes are fixed upon the mat as he waits for the bell to ring.

Ding, Ding! The bell rings and this match is underway. Prophet steps forward and quickly levels Jack Hammond with a big boot that takes the much smaller opponent onto the mat. Hammond holds his jaw as he climbs back to his feet. Jack tries to deliver some kicks of his own onto the monster sized Prophet and he connects with all of them but it doesn't look like they are affecting DP at all. He smiles grimly at the Hamster and proceeds to shove him across the ring with a lot of force.

Eric Hardy: Wow. Things are looking bleak already for Jack Hammond.

Willy Carter: I can't say I'm surprised, Eric. The size advantage of Prophet is just to much for Hammond.

Jack looks at Prophet with a bit of surprise in his eyes. Hammy gets up onto his feet and proceeds to run in after his opponent once again. Leaping into the air with a cross body that really only makes the big man stumble backward. Sensing an opportunity, Jack Hammond explodes with a beautiful pump kick to the side of DP's face that takes the big man down. Jack dives for a cover.

1.…..

But DP kicks out with authority, tossing Jack Hammond into the air and back down to the mat above his head. DP quickly turns to his knees and drills a few elbows to the back of the head of the young up and comer. Hammond definitely doesn't like the position he is in and tries to crawl away but Prophet keeps the control when he applies a face lock that stops Hammy in his tracks.

The ref asks Jack is he wants to submit but of course he doesn't. DP pulls back on Hammonds head and the only thing Jack can do is send punches upward and back at Prophets head. Eventually Prophet lets go of the hold, not because the punches hurt him, but he was just annoyed by them. He grabs the back of Hammonds head and pulls him up with him. Jack tries to battle back but Prophet sends him up and back down with a HUGE spine buster.

Willy Carter: OH SNAP! That spine buster just shook the entire arena.

Eric Hardy: Imagine what it did to Jack.

Hammond is moaning in pain from that one as Prophet puts his forearm in the face of Jack for an Undertaker like cover.

1.….2.……

Eric Hardy: How did he get that shoulder up?

Willy Carter: More like…why did he get his shoulder up after that move?

DP seems a bit surprised that Hammond still wants to fight. So he pulls Hammond up off the mat and whips Jack towards the ropes. DP lifts his leg, looking for another big boot but Hammond ducks underneath and keeps running. Hammond uses the ropes as a springboard and comes back with an amazing spinning heel kick that takes the big man down to the mat.

Eric Hardy: That right there is why Hammond impresses everyone.

Willy Carter: I think that might have even impressed Dark Prophet.

Hammond gets up to his feet and hit's a standing moonsault onto the fallen prophet. The ref comes down to make the count.

1.……2.…..

Kick out by Prophet. But with less spice this time as that heel kick has the Xtreme Champ a little dazed. Hammond stays on him though as he locks in a sleeper hold and squeezes tightly.

Eric Hardy: Hammond is going to try and put Prophet to sleep?

Willy Carter: Looks like it.

Prophet flails his arms looking for a way out but Hammond has it locked in tight. But much to the dismay of Hammond, DP starts to find his bearings and begins to hoist himself AND Jack up, so that DP is on his feet and Hammond is still squeezing on DP's back. DP barrels backward into the corner…..

….but Hammond see's the impact coming and throws his legs out so that he lands on top of the turnbuckle. Not having Jack between him, DP slams himself into the turnbuckle and stumbles forward from the pain. Hammond takes this moment to turn around on the top rope and nail and amazing "How Hard Can It Be?" complete with the shrug at the end, to the delight of the crowd. This puts DP on one knee and Jack runs against the ropes and comes back and nails "The Mustang"and goes for the cover.

1...2.….3!

Eric Hardy: Hammond's done it!!!! His streak continues!

Willy Carter: Holy hell, is there anybody that can beat The Hamster?!

Eric Hardy: It sure isn't looking that way. However, we have to take a short break fans.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

*There's an otherwordly hum of noise reverberating over the speakers. The lights throughout the arena rise to blinding levels. It's an actual whiteout.

Moments later the lights all shut off as the music falls silent.

Then as the first chords of Knights of Cydonia by Muse begins to play the laser lights start flicking across the room. The Titantron plays a video of someone in darkness training for a fight. During this time a light mist covers the stage.

As the guitar becomes slowly more prominent the lights start coming up again to normal levels... but there's no one on the stage.

The Guitar performs a slide as the lights slide back to dark with it. At the end the song jumps to the main guitar solo of the song. At the same time everything kicks off together and an explosion of white fireworks explodes about the tron as out onto the stage runs a man dressed in his traditional white wrestling tights with silver trim and a plain white training jacket. He jumps in the air and spins around greeting his massive fanbase. Above him the tron now shows off just who he is. The man looks up and smiles as he looks at it.*

*Dave goes to one side of the stage, hyping up that part of the crowd. He then gives a big ol' thumbs up to them before returning to the other side of the stage and doing the same there. The crowd are chanting furiously over the song but can barely be heard. Dave likes his music loud.*

*Dave makes his way to the top of the ramp. As the chorus kicks off a huge ticker tape explosion goes off above the stage. It flitters about the entire crowd though. Dave's bodyguard, Terry Tate also at this time makes his way out onto the stage. He's smiling and waving to the crowd but he always keeps one eye on Dave.*

*Dave skips down the ramp sideways facing the crowd on one side, hi fiving every single hand he can reach. About a third of the way down he switches sides but does the same thing. During the instrumental section Dave slides into the ring with a huge charge. He jumps up and looks around quickly. Terry waits outside the ring, purely to keep any attackers from Dave.*

*He climbs the turnbuckle nearest the most die hard of his fans. The now infamous Die-Hard-Holland-Fans. He flicks them a two fingered salute (salute with two fingers... not a metaphor). He then looks around the rest of the crowd and beats his breast twice before raising his fist high into the air. As the song reaches the final chorus.*

No one's going to take me alive, The time has come to make things right, You and I must fight for our rights, You and I must fight to survive.

*Dave charges across the ring to the opposite turnbuckle. He leaps straight to the top and does the same again, beating his breast and raising his fist into the air. He jumps back down and returns to the centre of the ring as the music fades out and he waits, warming up as he does so.*

THAT'S IT, I HAD IT WITH THESES MOTHER (BEEPING) SNAKES ON THIS MOTHER (BEEPIN PLANE)

Times are strange, We got a free update for Snakes On A Plane (Beep) EM, I don't care, Pop the Cheap Champaign, We're Going Down In Flames…HEY!

Oh, I'm ready for it Come on, bring it. Oh, I'm ready for it Come on, bring it. Oh, I'm ready for it Come on, bring it. Oh, I'm ready for it Come on, bring it.

So kiss me goodbye. Honey, I'm gonna make it out alive. So kiss me goodbye. I can see the venom in their eyes. Goodbye.

Trent Helms emerges on the stage, and actually gets a bigger pop then Dave Holland received just a few moments ago, as he holds his arms outwards, however quickly grabs his back, still looking to be in pain his match with Steve Awesome just a week ago, he comes down to the ring, and slides into the ring once again, and holds his arms outwards.

Holland and Trent go to lockup, as Holland gains the advantage and nails a knee to the side of Trent, which causes a shot of pain to shoot into Trent body, before Holland reaches down and scoops him up, before hitting a Scoop Slam, sending Trent down on his hurt back, as Trent arches his back and screams.

Eric Hardy: Trent isn't even supposed to be competing tonight, due to Doctors orders, however he just didn't want to take the time off.

Willy Carter: And he's going to get picked apart by Dave Holland because of it.

Holland picks Trent up and goes for a Suplex, Trent tries to fight out of it, but Holland is easily able to lift him, Holland holds Trent up for several seconds, Trent begins kicking his legs around, and lands behind Holland, he quickly tries to run to the ropes and springboard, however his speed is greatly reduced because of the injury, as he manages to get to the ropes, and leaps, however, by the time he does this, Holland is able to grab his hair, and yank him down to the round, causing Trent's head and back to smack hard against the mat, Holland quickly goes for a cover…One….Two….Kickout.

Eric Hardy: This is just sad, Trent is in no condition to complete tonight.

Holland goes for a DDT, however Trent drops down, and in the only defense he has, quickly grabs Holland Arm, before trying to apply a Triangle Choke, however Trent is no that well versed in Submission Wrestling, as Holland is easily able to break it, before nailing Trent is with a series of kicks, to the Rib and back area, each one sending Trent Helms off the mat, after the fourth kick, Trent lands on his feet and is nailed with a huge lariat by Holland, that causes Trent to do a complete flip in mid air before landing on his stomach, Holland goes for the cover again….One….Two….Trent once again kicks out.

Willy Carter: This is great, Holland is hitting Trent so hard, he nearly kicking him out of orbit….haha you get it…out of Orbit?

Eric Hardy: Yeah I get it, it's not really that funny.

Holland rolls Trent over and picks him up, He quickly throws a kick at Trent who catches his feet, however Holland quickly goes for a Spinning Heel Kick, but Trent manages to duck under it, as Holland falls to the ground, Trent then nails a series of punches, and then goes for a DDT, Holland lifts Trent up, however, Trent begins to fight wildly and manages to swing his legs around and plants Holland with a Tornado DDT. Trent manages to quick up all of a sudden, and nails a quick standing legdrop, before holding his back, Holland gets back up quickly and charges, but somehow Helms manages to catch Holland and drives him to the mat with a Raiden Bomb, however Trent screams in pain as he is unable to hold on to the pin, because of the condition of his back.

Eric Hardy: I think Trent just finished this fight for himself.

Trent tries to get up, but is in too much pain, when suddenly Holland is up, and quickly drives Trent down with a spinebuster, before going for his Crowd Pleaser, however the fans actually begin to Boo Holland when he attempts this, Regardless he runs off the ropes, hits the ropes again, he goes to drop the Elbow, but hits nothing but Canvas…Trent quickly nails a kick to the stomach, catching Holland off guard, as he lifts Holland up for the Bioshock…However Trent's back gives out completely as Holland lands ontop of him….One….Two…..Thr…Trent manages to kickout…Holland decides to have some kind of Mercy and decides to finish this fight off now, as he climbs to the top rope, before leaping off with the Diamond Flight….However he hits nothing but canvas, as Trent rolls out of the way, to a suprising pop.

Eric Hardy: If Trent Helms had anything left…Now would be the time to do whatever he can to win this match.

Willy Carter: It was useless, Trent Helms had this match lost before this match began.

Trent is really slow to get up after rolling out of the way of the Diamond Flight by Dave Holland who was looking to put Trent away, Trent rolls slowly onto the apron, and waits for Holland to get up, as Holland gets up, Trent goes to springboard, however Holland reaches out with his foot, and catches Trent in mid-air in the chest with the Magic Touch, causing Trent to fall backwards, before dropping and hitting the outside of the ring with a Sick Thud.

Eric Hardy: I seriously don't know how much longer Trent body can take theses constraint falls to the outside, you could tell he was nowhere near one hundred percent going in, and things continued to get worse.

Willy Carter: Well maybe he should take his ball and go home.

Trent lays motionless on the outside and begins to seriously be gasping for air, as if he can't breathe….Suddenly Bob Manville notices that Trent is in no shape to continue and rings the bell, the crowd boos loudly, as Dave Holland even has a few choice words, however it seems once again, Trent Helms is bleeding internally after taking the Magic Touch to get chest in mid air, and falling backwards to the outside.

Eric Hardy: Dave Holland isn't happy, I think he was wanting to beat Trent, but not like this.

EMT's once again come down to ringside to check on Trent, who pushes them away, and yells he wants this match to continue, while blood trickles from his mouth, He is trying to get back into the ring, however several EMT hold him back, as well as head official Bob Manville, Trent is trying so hard to get back into the ring, but really is in no condition to continue fighting, finally several members of security, as well as Adam Knite make there way down to ringside, Knite begins talking to Trent, trying to get him leave the ringside area….Trent then somehow manages to slide into the ring, several EMT's are trying to stop him, however he yells, let me go…Holland looks at him, when Trent just holds out his hand, while holding his back with his other hand. Holland looks down and shakes Trent's hand, as Trent is helped back out of the ring.

Eric Hardy: Well Helms wasn't happy with the decision, but he still was man enough to shake Dave Holland hand, who managed to win, due to stoppage by Bob Manville.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

*We see events from the point of view of someone unknown. We're in the parking lot. The camera turns to view the various cars parked there. Pick up trucks, sports cars, limos, all kinds. Then the camera turns to one in particular and walks towards it with a purpose. A Black Aston Martin DB9. The camera shows a hand raised up, wielding a baseball bat. The bat is raised high above the windscreen before the camera cuts to black and the sound of smashing glass can be heard.

Moments later the camera is back, but no longer from first person view. Now we're following Dave Holland walking through the backstage corridors. He's accompanied by Terry Tate and Melanie Holland-Black.*

Dave: Listen... nothing happened this week. Last week was a one off.. the locker room was fine. Like I told you, it was just some punk kids, right Terry?

Terry: I guess, Mr Holland.

Dave: Now come on.. I know it was horrible to see but we don't have to worry about it, we can get on with our normal lives.

*The group exit through a set of double doors into the parking lot. The first thing they see is Dave's DB9, windows smashed, paint scratched up and tyres slashed. The side is covered in red paint that writes a message.*

Dave: I guess I spoke too soon.

Melanie: Who would do this?

Dave: I don't know.. but until I find out you and Alex might be in danger. First my locker room.. now my car... it's only a matter of time before they turn to my wife and child.

*The camera shows the message. "The Price of Failure...". The rest of the car is covered in various scrawlings of the word 'failure' but it is this message that stands out.*

Dave: Terry.. Take Mel and get a Taxi home. I'll talk to Leonard about his apparent lack of security and then I'll arrange a safehouse for you until I know who's doing this.

Melanie: Ok... I just don't know why anyone would do this...

Dave: Nor I... give it time though... they'll reveal themselves.

*The camera slowly closes in on the word "The Price of Failure..." Before returning to the regular schedule.*

Eric Hardy: This ought to be a very interesting match coming up. The first X-Division Champion against the current.

Willy Carter: Not too mention Reckless Jack got Xavier Williams to join Age of the Revolution and then Jack disbanded with no warning so I'm sure Xavier is a little focused on this one.

Eric Hardy: I agree.

The hated guitar riff opening of "Head On To Heartache (Let Them Rot)" begins to fill the arena but the crowd is more or less cheering. Once the vocals finally begin, Reckless Jack steps out from the back, looking at the crowd. He takes a few steps forward, throwing his fist in the air. Jack starts to walk down to the ring as he slaps a few hands with the fans, showing that he's realized he was a dick. Once he gets near the ring though...

Eric Hardy: What the hell?

Xavier Williams and Spike Kane run down to ringside and blindside Reckless Jack as the music stops. Spike and Xavier begin to stomp on him as the ref can only look as they're doing it outside of the ring before the match has begun! Xavier picks him up off the ringside mat as Spike pulls a section of it back. The bare floor is exposed as Xavier picks up Jack and hits the Georgia Scorcher on the bare floor! The crowd boos as they go right back to putting the boots to Reckless Jack. When they tire of that, Spike gets a chair from underneath the ring. He hands it to Xavier as Spike picks his brother back up. Jack is out on his feet and it only worsens as Xavier hits him right between the eyes with the chair. Jack slumps back down as he's face down on the floor.

Willy Carter: Wow, I should be one of those tarot card readers because Xavier is focused.

Eric Hardy: But this is just a savage beating.

Spike rolls Jack into the ring for Xavier as X gets in. The bell rings as Xavier picks Jack up off the mat as we notice RJ is busted open. His face is quickly becoming a crimson mask as Xavier smirks, drawing a huge round of boos from the crowd. Xavier gets Jack on his shoulders before hitting the Buzzkill. Jack looks knocked out as X then locks him in the BLKOUT! The ref checks on the condition of Reckless Jack. Jack is just done as the ref calls for the bell. Xavier releases the hold as his music hits. He looks down as Reckless Jack and smiles as Spike comes into the ring and starts to yell as his brother. After a couple of minutes, Xavier and Spike leave the ring as the EMTs rush down.

Eric Hardy: Do we have a commerical we can cut to? The kids watching this don't need to see how much blood Jack's lost in a fast amount of time.

Willy Carter: This is just disgusting.

Eric Hardy: Oh no… I've just gotten word… something big is happening backstage.

{nCw cuts backstage on the loading area. Davey Ortega is laying on the ground in a pool of his own blood, out cold. Kneeling over him is Adam Knite with blood covering his hands. EMTS and Security rush on the scene and security pulls Adam away restraining him. Kelly Fox the new owner of nCw walks out with her jaw dropped. She can't believe her eyes.}

Kelly Fox: Adam what did you do!? WHAT DID YOU DO!?

Paramedic: He's breathing…. Barely.

{Everybody looks at Knite.}

Adam Knite: Kelly, I didn't do a friggen thing! I just got back here and found him like this.

Kelly Fox: You're hands are covered in blood…. And you two have been at each other's throats….. over me……..

Adam Knite: Kelly… you have to believe me.. I didn't do anything I swear!

Kelly Fox: Adam… I just don't know….. guys take him away until we can sort things out. I can't have you acting like this Adam….. until further notice, you're suspended from action.

Adam Knite: WHAT!? Kelly! Let me go! I didn't do this.

Eric Hardy: My gawd fans………. This is a disgusting site.

Willy Carter: We all know Adam has had troubles with his Dual personality… maybe "Raptor" did it and Adam has no idea.

Eric Hardy: I don't know… maybe he's just lieing.

{Adam is being put into hand cuffs by the police who have just arrived as Kelly is holding back tears. The Paramedics arrive and begin loading Davey into an ambulance as the Empire members arrive backstage. Every member looks visibly upset… but especially Ace. Ace goes up to Kelly and pokes her in the chest.}

Ace: Kelly, I'm going to get that piece of s**** boyfriend of yours…. He'll pay for what he did.

Kelly Fox: He's not…

Ace: Whatever…. Just be ready, because he's started something tonight….. and as soon as you reinstate him….. he's mine.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Eric Hardy: Fans I don't know what's going to happen here tonight, but Davey Ortega has been taken away in an ambulance and Adam Knite has been taken away in a police car…

Willy Carter: Our main event looks to be shot…. Indeed.

Eric Hardy: Well I've just been given the word, that Kelly Fox has turned this match into a singles contest.

Willy Carter: It's going to be Lance and Steve one on one!?

Eric Hardy: Yeap you heard it right.

Willy Carter: My gawd, these two were just going at it not too long ago…. Should make for an amazing match!

Handsome Awkward plays on the P.A system wich means in a few moments Steve Awesome will be coming out. When he appears on the stage the crowd boo him viciously but he doesn't care because he is Awesome!

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

The race is running a pace that's quicker The clock's tick ticking against The world keeps turning…this house is on fire… Won't catch me sleepwalking again…

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 cheer even louder for their champion. The pyro stops illuminating the arena and we are again found in complete darkness.

Running…said I'm running…I'm running… I'm coming at you gunning…running…said I'm running against… Running…said I'm running…I'm running I'm coming at you gunning…running…said I'm running against…

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 are directed at him and slaps hands with fans on either side of the entranceway. 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.

Awake and running the distance quicker This road is nearing the end The wheel keeps turning…this heart is on fire… I'm burning up high speed when I win…

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.

Eric Hardy: Well here we go Willy… this match… these two men… are about to get it on.

Willy Carter: I can't wait, just ring the bell already!

{The referee for the match Bob Mailville calls for the ball and Lance and Steve go right at each other. Lance charges Steve and gives him a tackle then mounts him and begins punching him repeatedly in the face. Lance continues beating on Steve punching him rapidly, finally Mailville has seen enough and tells Lance to get off, which he does. He waits for Steve to get to his feet and as soon as he does Lance comes in for a grapple but Steve ducks under it and gets ready behind Lance, as soon as Ryan turns around Awesome kicks him in the stomach and gives him a spinning neck breaker. Afterwards Steve drops to his knees and begins chocking Ryan. After five second Mailville has seen enough again and tells Steve to get off. Suddenly the fans begin cheering wildly as Trent Helms begins walking towards the ring wearing a ref's shirt. Mailville doesn't seem to notice as Trent is at ringside, he reaches into the ring and pulls Mailville out, and then whips him face first into the steel ring post before entering the ring.}

Willy Carter: What in God's name is Helms doing out here!?

Eric Hardy: I have no idea, there's no telling what this basket case is up to.

Willy Carter: Ugh….

{Awesome looks at Trent and smiles big that his best friend is apparently now the referee of the match. Awesome reaches down and pulls Ryan to his feet Awesome puts a knee into the gut of Ryan before lifting him up and dropping him with a brainbuster. Steve covers and smiles as Trent comes into position 1…………………………………………………............................2 **Lance kicks out** Steve gets to his knees and gives Trent a confused look before standing the rest of the way up. Steve appears to say something to Trent and then smacks his hands together three times really fast.}

Willy Carter: Are they getting in an argument over the count?

Eric Hardy: It appears that way, it actually appears as if Awesome is telling Trent to fast count.

Willy Carter: Seems that way, but who said Trent could even be the referee for this match, did you hear anything Hardy?

Eric Hardy: I haven't heard a thing.

Willy Carter: This is really weird.

{Lance gets to his feet also confused but takes the distraction and rolls awesome up from behind with a school boy, Trent jumps down and counts 1.2. but Steve quickly kicks out, because he has to.}

Eric Hardy: Wow, look at that fast count Willy, it's like Trent is really POed at Awesome right now…..

Willy Carter: If it's not that, then I have no idea what these two malcontents are doing…..

Eric Hardy: Awesome doesn't seem to happy with his good friend, that's for sure.

Willy Carter:Would you be?

Eric Hardy: Yeah, good point.

{Steve is back up and looks furious at Trent, Trent shoves him and Lance spins him around from behind and begins laying punch after punch, each one rocks Awesome until he staggers back into the corner, Lance takes a step back and begins running, he jumps and hits a big hip check in the corner and Steve comes staggering out, Lance takes his head and gives him a running bull dog from behind and then covers him up. Lance covers and Trent counts 1……………………………………………………2…………………………………………Steve kicks out. Now it's Lance's turn to give Trent a wondering glare.}

Eric Hardy: Ok, I give up……. What's going on here?

Willy Carter: Don't freaking ask me.

{Lance gets up and pulls Steve up after him, but Steve begins fighting back he gives Lance a stiff elbow to the face followed by a discus lariat that sends Ryan falling to the ground, Steve comes up on Lance's back and locks in the "Everybody's Favorite" submission, Lance refuses to give and begins trying to escape, when Trent drags Ryan and Awesome to the ropes and puts Lance's foot on the rope and then demanding Steve break the hold. Steve gets up furious as he has seemingly had enough. Lance gets to his feet and he has the same look on his face.}

Eric Hardy: Looks like Trent may have wore out his welcome.

Willy Carter: Is he crazy or something?

Eric Hardy: He once thought he was an alien beaing from the planet "Helms".

Willy Carter: Forget I said anything.

{Steve pushes Trent hard and Trent comes back with a big shove of his own, and Lance answers by shoving Trent, and then Awesome shoves Lance, the three are about to attack when Mailville is finally up and back in the ring and is between them, he begins trying to restore order when Lance and Steve turn around and both deck him at the same time sending Mailville to the mat! Bob is on his knees calling for the bell and security and here comes The General with his crew. All three men are being restrained as the crowd is chanting "Let them go" "let them go"}

Eric Hardy: Fans, I have no idea what's going on tonight… it's been a wild ride… we have a new CEO in Kelly Fox, we saw the suspension of Adam Knite and we saw Davey Ortega carried out on a stretcher…. What else could happen!?

Willy Carter: I have no idea… this is flat out crazy Hardy, somebody is gonna have to try and restore order around here, because this is out of hand.

Eric Hardy: Our knew CEO definitely has a job on her hands, maybe we'll have some answers coming during the week, but until then fans I'm Eric Hardy and this is Willy Carter and we're out of time, goodnight!

{With that Collision goes off the air to the video montage set to "There and Back Again" by Daughtry.}