{There and back again begins blaring as we see Collisions beginning video montage. After it is over we are taken into the arena where the fans are buzzing and are on their feet as the pyros go off. Collision gets started right away as Mark Evil is in the ring.}
We go to our first match where Mark Evil is already waiting in the ring.
Eric Hardy: Welcome fans, we have an action packed show for you tonight, so we're getting things started right away.
The lights dim and then "This Moment" by Disturbed plays as Bane walks out onto the stage, he pauses looking out at the crowd who give him a mixed reaction. He takes a couple of steps down the ramp and red pyro erupts behind him and he makes his way down the ramp and enters the ring sliding in under the bottom rope. He goes to the corner and steps up on the middle turnbuckle and flexes for the crowd then steps off and awaits his oponent
{Mac Bane and Mark Evil stand opposite the ring. The bell rings and the referee signals for them to go at it. In an instant they explode and charge at each other landing huge haymakers into each other as they go. Lefts, rights and more lefts. Mac Bane gains the advantage and whips Evil off the ropes delivering a bone crunching clothesline on the rebound sending Mark Evil down hard.}
Eric Hardy: Wow, the One Man Wrecking Crew taking advantage early here!
{Evil holds his head as he seems to have hurt himself on the drop, but Mac Bane doesn't stop as he drags The Evil One back to his feet. He picks Evil up and drops him with a huge backbreaker, applying more pressure before letting his corpse hit the floor. He then stands up before bouncing off the ropes and delivering a bone crunching elbow drop.}
Willy Carter: Oh my god! I could taste that elbow drop from here!
Eric Hardy: Yeah, I'd say Captain Crunch!
{Mac Bane covers and the ref dives to the floor for the count.
One.....two....th-NO! Mark Evil kicks out! The crowd erupt as The Evil One's hand reaches high into the air. The crowd begin to chant as Bane gets to his feet a cruel snarl on his face, he eyes up Mark Evil as he slowly gets to his feet. Mac Bane rushes forwards and Evil swings, Bane ducks and lifts Evil up..}
Eric Hardy: Oh no..
Willy Carter: Oh...yeah
{..BANE OF YOUR EXISTENCE ON MARK EVIL!!! Evil's body folds upwards for a brief second before collapsing flat out on the canvas. Mac Bane grins as he covers......ONE.....TWO.....THREE!!!}
Eric Hardy: Very impressive by MacBane tonight Willy…. He's looking like he'll be a very dominate star here in nCw.
Willy Carter: he sure does. Mark Evil is one big bad, nasty guy but Bane handled him quite easily…. I'm impressed.
Eric Hardy: I am as well. Wait what is this? The nCw-Tron is kicking up.
"People think it's an obsession. A compulsion. As if there were an irresistible impulse to act. It's never been like that. I chose this life. I know what I'm doing. And on any given day, I could stop doing it. Today, however, isn't that day. And tomorrow won't be either."
{The lights dim down as strobe lights in a red hue fill the arena once the opening riff from "The End of Heartache" begins. When the first verse begins, Brad Kane appears from the back now as he stands in the middle of the entry way, standing in front of a cheering crowd here tonight. Looking out into the crowd, seeing all the fans, he inhales and exhales before starting to walk down to the ring. He slaps a few hands that stick out from the crowd, not really paying attention to who it is. Once Brad gets to ringside, he runs and slides into the ring. Hopping back up to his feet, he jogs to the nearest turnbuckle and climbs to the top rope, looking out into the crowd once more. Jumping off, he does the same thing on the opposite side of the ring. After jumping from there, Brad Kane then gets a microphone handed him to him as pulls up his shorts. "The End of Heartache" starts to die out as he looks into the crowd.}
Brad Kane: I feel like I owe you people an explanation after the other week. The reason why I no showed was a pretty easy decision that was made solely on my part and never did I attempt to call the nCw front offices. Basically I was still at home, tending to my wife while she was sick. With an infant in the house, she was in zero condition to be left alone so I did what I had to do. So Cross, I'm sorry about not coming down to the ring last week and givin' you a good match.
{The crowd claps at the honesty put forth by Brad. He begins to pace around the ring.}
Brad Kane: Now onto matters of another situation. I've been reading all week that I may or may not be done with nCw due to my actions from the other week. After an explanation at long last, they've decided to keep me on board. However, there is a certain catch. I won't be appearing in this ring every week. You see, they've determined that with my situation at home, that I'm going to be put on what they call a part time schedule or as I like to call it, I wrestle when I can here. While I admit it feels like I'm cheating you fans out of matches, it allows me to do the two things that I love to do, wrestle and spend time with my family.
{Everyone in attendence claps a little more as Brad keeps every honest right now.}
Brad Kane: So while I haven't left nCw, I'm not full time either. This is the best situation we could think of after a couple of days, sitting in a board room while airing our feelings out. So you might see me next week or you might not but just keep this in mind. I don't care about the titles, I don't care about the politics, I just want to put on classic matches against whomever I get put in front of that certain week. That's it. Now, I thank you for listening to me and enjoy the rest of tonight's show.
{He hands the microphone back off as "The End of Heartache" begins again. Brad hops on out of the ring as he begins his trek towards the back. He doesn't high five anyone though, just stays fixated on the back. Soon thereafter, he disappears.}
Eric Hardy: Brad Kane with some strong words, he just doesn't seem himself Willy.
Willy Carter: Mr. Kane has tried his hardest to get back into the right mindset to be in that ring, and I just don't' think he's found it. This might be best for him, just wrestle sparingly until he can get his head on straight.
Eric Hardy: You might be right there Willy, however, right now we need to take our first commercial break of the evening.
{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}
Eric Hardy: Well fans, we are back and it's time for out next match… Sexy Jason versus the Violent One in an Xtreme Rules match…
Willy Carter: Man, this sounds great Eric, a former Xtreme champion versus a man with "Violent" in his name….. could be an epic bloody battle.
Eric Hardy: Could be.
The lights fade to black, as "Perfect Strangers" by: Deep Purple begins to blare, yellow and white pyro shoots out from the entrance as The Violent One emerges from the smoke followed closely by Ms. Violence. They make there way to the ring very slowly making sure to smack the hands of the fans. They enter the ring and make there way to the corner. TVO leans in one corner while Ms. Violence crawls on her hands and knees over to TVO. She gets up and kisses him on the cheek. TVO fans his heart as Ms. Violence licks her lips. She leans onto him as they wait for Sexy Jason
Then, as soon as Sexy Jason's music hits, Ms. Violence gets out of the ring. After a few moments, TVO gets impatient. He walks towards the ropes and points towards the entranceway. No Sexy Jason…then a lot of cheering can be heard. TVO turns around, and it met by a hard steel chair shot from Sexy Jason.
Eric Hardy: Where the hell did he come from?!
Willy Carter: I don't know, but this match is underway
Sexy Jason picks up TVO and leans him in the corner. Jason then picks up the steel chair and lays out TVO again. Jason then slides out of the ring and goes under the apron. He then slides out a table and puts it into the ring. He then rolls in with it. He sets it up infront of the turnbuckle, and places TVO on it. Jason then climbs the turnbuckle as the crowd begins to cheer again. Sexy Jason then jumps and hits the Sexy Splash onto TVO, breaking the table into two pieces. He then hooks the leg for the cover. ONE…TWO…THREE!
Amber Ashe: Here is your winner, Sexy Jason!
Willy Carter: That was…quick…
Eric Hardy: …sure was….. wow….. I was expecting a little more… but Jason pulled a fast one over on TVO, he caught him from behind, and it was over from there.
Willy Carter: I have a feeling that Jason is starting to get a new attitude about him, this was an act of violence that we're not accustomed to seeing from him.
Eric Hardy: You got that right.
We cut to the locker room where all the members of Lethal Intent are gathered around their silent "leader", Dark Prophet. After the events that went down at Picture Perfect, it begs the question, what went wrong?
AJ Phoenix: What the hell happened to us?, we're the most talented collection of performers in this business....
Showtime: I don't know about you guys but my picture perfect went well....
Hammer: That damned Spike, he f**ked us over.
They turn to Prophet, and Fate taps him on his shoulder. He doesn't move his gaze from its fixed position on the floor.
Fate: What's up, man, you've hardly said anything all week.
Hammer: Yeah, we got what, four words out of you since Picture Perfect, what the f**k's up?
AJ: DP....hello? Hey....look over there. Michael Jackson offering a lollypop to a small child!
Showtime: What are you looking at? Your dad the janitor and you're admiring his work. C'mon man say something.
Prophet just keeps looking at the floor, still trapped in his own little world.
Showtime: Aren't you supposed to be one of our fearless leaders. *gives Prophet a stern look* ...great I'm being led by a psychotic mute I'm out of here....
Showtime walks away, but Hammer blocks the door .
Hammer: You aren't leaving, Mr. Showtime, Prophet and I are still a Team, so technically we BOTH are your leader. So just sit back down and hold on. Prophet? You got that triple threat tonight, what's your thoughts on that? Or your thoughts on anything.
AJ: Ooook since the evil Elvis has left the building I think I'm in charge now....
Prophet doesn't move, but he says three words as coldly as he can.
Dark Prophet: Kill…Spike… And…Kaos…
Fate: Ok, looks like you're gonna have to direct us for now, Hammer.
Hammer: f**k, this aint gonna be easy. Listen up, guys, lets just get focused. I know AJ's probably got his shot for the X-Division title in the bag with the tourney, so lets just focus on that, and until Spike gets the f**k away from Prophet, we keep the tag title shots behind us.
Fate: Sounds good to me, what you guys think?
One by one, they look at each other, and nod their heads. The plan, for now, seems to be set.
{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}
When nCw comes back, we are backstage in Kelly Fox's office. Fate, Mike Flash, Kelly, and Bruce Sampson are all gathered around Kelly's desk.
Mike Flash: So as I've explained, by signing this you agree to the terms of release from MECCA and agree not to wrestle until after July 20th, 2008.
Fate: That's it, no questions and I'm able to sign with NCW?
Mike Flash: No questions, I aint got time for questions when I got a strip club to get to.
Kelly Fox: So as soon as you get this paperwork signed to release you from them, you are a signature away from becoming an active member of our roster after the Last Stand Pay Per View.
Fate quickly grabs the pen from Mike Flash's hand and signs the papers. Flash nods, then leaves.
Kelly Fox: Now, for your contract with NCW. Brent?
Brent Sampson: Just sign at the bottom and you'll officially become a member of the roster and be put on the card as soon as the Pay Per View passes.
Fate: Thank f**king god, I am sick of sitting on the apron cheering Lethal Intent on, it's time for me to bring Fate to NCW.
Fate quickly signs the contract to NCW, and smirks.
Fate: Now, does this contract include a clause where I could have a Necrophilic Orgy?
Brent and Kelly: What?
Fate: Just kidding, just kidding. I promise to be on my "best" behavior while I'm here in NCW.
Brent Sampson: Welcome to NCW, Fate.
Kelly Fox: Yes, now get out of my office, I have other appointments tonight.
Fate exits the room, but before he shuts the door, he turns and gives one final twisted smirk to Kelly Fox.
Fate: *Whispers* You don't know what you got NCW into.
{We are then taken to ringside, ready for our next match to begin. }
We cut backstage. Steve Awesome is shown in full wrestling attire with his head turned away from the camera.
Steve Awesome: "Uh-huh…..yup……I know. So how's your kitten?"
Suddenly, Kole Kaos enters the scene behind him.
Kole Kaos: : "Hey man. I've been looking all over for you. You know were next up right?"
Awesome turns around to face Kole and it turns out he has a cell phone pressed to his ear. He pulls the phone away from his ear and covers the mouthpiece.
Steve Awesome: "Oh dude…..no, yeah I'm totally aware we're next. Look I'm all dressed and ready to go. See?"
Steve waves his hand around his wrestling tights and then goes back to talking on the phone.
Kole Kaos: Okay…..just get off the phone and let's get ready to go out there and show Prophet who you should really fear around here.
Again, Awesome pulls the phone from his ear and covers the mouthpiece with his palm.
Steve Awesome: "Well see, the thing is, this is a really important phone call. Very business related. But don't worry man, I should be done soon."
Kole Kaos: "But I need to tell you about a few weaknesses I may have found in Prophet. You know, talk some strategy for our match?"
Again, same deal with Steve.
Steve Awesome: "Huh…what? Strategy? What do we need a strategy for? We go down to the ring and we kick ass. Seems simple enough to me. I'll be done before the music hits, I promise. Lead the way, dude."
Awesome holds his hands out for Kole to go in front of him. Kole eventually goes with it and starts walking away. Awesome does follow and he goes back to the phone call.
Steve Awesome: "Holy crap! No way he could consume that much beer. I'm going to need proof!"
Cut back to ringside.
Eric Hardy: What is that? Steve Awesome cares more about a phone call then the match he's in?
Willy Carter: "It must have been an important phone call. He said it was business related."
Eric Hardy: "It sounded like he was talking to a friend to me. It doesn't matter, DP and Showtime will make Steve pay attention rather quick."
(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. 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. 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.)
Willy Carter: Look at that arrogance, Eric. I can't believe how cocky Mr. Showtime is. It makes me sick.
Eric Hardy: Does it? Does it really?
Willy Carter: Yeah.
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".
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.
Eric Hardy: This man is a beast, Willy.
Willy Carter: I don't have any smart alecky comment to say…..he might here me.
St. of Los Angeles by Motley Crue hit's the P.A as both members of the Corporate Empire step out from behind the black curtain.
Eric Hardy: Look at that! Steve Awesome is STILL on his cell phone.
Willy Carter: That must be one important phone call.
Steve Awesome walks out past Kole, still chatting away on his cell phone. Kole just shakes his head and that's when he notices Dark Prophet staring a hole through him from the ring. Kole grins and climbs into the ring and the grin quickly disappears as he gets right in Prophet's face. Meanwhile, the ref is telling Steve to get in the ring but Steve is telling the ref he just needs five more minutes. Kole doesn't realize it and he immediately goes on the attack on Prophet, catching the big man with a slap across the face! St.s of LA fades out and the ref rings the bell.
Willy Carter: Look at Kole showing no fear. Just like he said he would.
Kole follows it up with more shots to DP's head and he has the big guy reeling. But DP fights through Kole's shots and gives him some of his own. A few jabs followed by a bug uppercut that takes Kole to the mat. He looks up at Prophet while making sure his jaw is still in place. Kole then gets back up and motions for Prophet to give him some more.
Eric Hardy: Well I must admit, Kole doesn't seem to want to back down from Prophet in this match.
Willy Carter: Because Kaos shows no fear.
Eric Hardy: But I'll bet no Kaos has ever been in an Asylum Match before. I get shivers just knowing I'll be sitting in front of that thing.
Willy Carter: Maybe you should grow a pair, Hardly!
Eric Hardy: Kelly? Hmmm….no…I thought you were someone else for a second.
Prophet and Kole have now locked up. Prophet is utilizing his size advantage to push Kole back towards the mat as if he were doing a matrix back bend. Kole props himself up with his head. And with a loud scream he pushes back up through Prophet's strength but winds up going right into a knee to the gut from Prophet. Kole hunches over in pain but when Prophet goes to grab Kole for more damage Kole reaches up and rakes the eyes. Giving him the chance to bounce off the ropes and take down with a spear followed by some vicious mount punching. The ref starts his count and eventually Kole stops punching. Prophet shakes off the onslaught and then sits up. He starts climbing to his feet and Kole scrambles to kick the monster but Prophet catches it and follows up with a nice clothesline.
Eric Hardy: Oh man. Kole is down.
Willy Carter: he needs to make a tag!
Eric Hardy: He could if Steve would ever get on the apron.
Steve Awesome has now found a chair to sit on near the commentators desk and continue his phone conversation. Fate, Dark Prophets manager, is griming him down from the other side of the mat. Awesome notices this and does an oral sex motion with his hand and then points to Fate. Fate yells something at Steve and he just puts his finger to his mouth and tells him to shush.
Willy Carter: Look at how rude Fate was being. Trying to interrupt that very very important phone call that Steve is in the middle of.