-DARK MATCHES-

Xander Falmularo vs. Jay Keating
Jay Keating was in complete control, and hit the Angel Wings to pick up the win, in an impressive debut.

Maniac vs. Dark Tiger
Maniac dominated Tiger for the fans who got a big show from the crazy one. Maniac hit the F5 for the win in an impressive display of power.

Mark Evil vs. Matthew Kahne
Despite Mark Evil using his seasoned veteran advantage, Matthew Kayne was still able to hit a suprising Force Ten cutter for the win.

{Collision kicks off with the normal video montage and we are taken to ringside where Willy Carter and Eric Hardy are ready to get the show started.}

Eric Hardy: Welcome back fans, tonight we have one heck of a show.

Willy Carter: That's right, This is the final show leading up to Picture Perfect and it promises to be a great one.

Eric Hardy: Indeed it will be Willy.

Willy Carter: Hardy check that out, is that Adam Knite sitting in the front row....

{The camera pans to Adam Knite who is positioned in the front row of the crowd. He smiles at the camera and holds up a ticket.}

Eric Hardy: Apparently he paid his way into the arena Willy.

Willy Carter: I guess there is no rule against that is there?

{Suddenly "One Girl Revolution" by Saving Jane begins to blare as Kelly Fox steps out she doesn't look in a pleasant mode as she heads straight towards Knite with Bob Mailville and his security crew close behind her. She gets in Adam's face and the camera's pick up the conversation.}

Kelly Fox: Adam, you're suspended, I told you you'd be allowed back when the Championship committee was done looking over the case. You can't be here.

Adam Knite: Kelly, I'm telling you, I didn't assault Ortega. I never layed a hand on him until I saw him laying in that floor and I was checking on him. I came to help Ortega dispite our problems. Besides I bought a ticket.

Kelly Fox: Where's the proof Adam... where's the evidance.... it all points to you, but we're still examing all the situation. You can stay here if you want, but you are not to step foot past this barricade. These security crew members will make sure of that.

Adam Knite: Fine... watching Trent is all I wanted anyway.

Willy Carter: Wow... Kelly didn't sound happy with Knite...

Eric Hardy: She sure didn't. It doesn't help her get accustomed to her new job when somebody she's close to had to be suspended.

Blow Me Away by Breaking Benjamins plays on the PA. Two lighting bolts strike along the arena as Angel Black steps through the curtain and a few seconds behind her comes JackHammer.

Mark Evil comes out next and raises his steel chair wrapped in barbed wire high into the air and starts to head towards the ramp AJ Phoenix steps out and smirks looking around at the crowd, he points at his Lethal Intent shirt and mouths off a little. Mr.Showtime steps out striking an arrogant pose and mouths " Don't you wish you were me". Angel (hammer's wife) walks down the ramp followed somewhat close by JackHammer. Prophet steps out from behind the curtain, followed by Fate. Both men follow Hammer and Angel down toward the ring. Mark Evil hears someone say something to him and he gets into the fans face and attempts to hit the fan but thinks better of it. AJ leaps up onto the ring apron and walks across it slowly, taking his time in the spotlight, he leaps over the top rope and has a small laugh talking to his fellow LI members Angel stops near the steps as JackHammer climbs up the steps he stops at the top one and raising his left fist sending flame pyros shooting out of the ring posts. JackHammer then enters the ring stepping over the top rope. Prophet slides underneath the ropes and focuses on the mat beneath him. Fate Steps alongside Prophet on the outside, speaking some final encouragements before the match. AJ stretches against the ropes and as usual looks cocky, arrogant and self assured Mr.Showtime climbs a turnbuckle and spreads his arms as if to absorb the love of the crowd. They're in the ring and Prophet grabs a microphone.

Dark Prophet: Spike Kane, time ticks away till July 20th, and so is your time to answer my challenge. I saw what you did last week at Collision, trying to impress me by helping Xavier pin Sexy Jason. I saw it and was NOT impressed. You have, for three weeks in a row, been the reason your partners in Social Distortion have won their matches. It is a cheap tactic, and is the reason why I want to show you and your cronies what Xtreme REALLY is. But you try and claim victory over me already, Spike. You say just because you've had a longer career, or beat me once SIX YEARS AGO matters? It doesn't. Fate is more Xtreme than you and he's had a two year long career. And you want to know about the Asylum? It is a twenty-five foot high cell. It has four sides of varying destructive qualities. One side is barbed wire. The second is electrified steel prison bars. The third is bulletproof glass between steel, with large pieces of wood with broken glass and nails stuck out of it. And the final side is regular mesh steel cage, with varying weapons strapped to it, like a weed whacker, spools of barbed wire, a can of gasoline and matches, and other goodies. I've removed the door to make sure there is no escape. Pinfalls and submissions are the ONLY way to win. Trapped inside the cage with all those toys, Spike. Don't you want to join me? You have two weeks to answer me.

Prophet hands the microphone to JackHammer.

JackHammer:"You know while we're out here and at it. I also have a challenge to lay out for the July ppv. Ace if you're are somewhere listening, I challenge you to a Russian chain match for the July ppv. I don't like you're sorry ass and I never will. I'm getting sick and tired of you and that bitch you call for a wife, you guys running amock around here in the NCW. Well if you accpet my challenge I plan on kicking your arse all over this arena and shutting your mouth up finally. And to make sure your wife stays out of it, my wife will be there of course and will gladly put her in her place."

JackHammer hands the mic over to AJ Phoenix.

AJ Phoenix:: "Well, while Jack and DP take out their frustrations I guess I have to find a way to spread out my time. I mean it's obvious Spike wants NOTHING to do with me. But that's fine, he can sit back and watch me go through each and every member of both the empire AND Social Enemies......now I know this might upset the brass of the NCW....and the reson for this is simple...there's a division here that I obviously belong in, a division of no limits......now unfortunatly I can't get added to the title match..so facing Angel or Xavier is out of the question...so instead maybe..just maybe I should face the man I faced in my first match....Jack Hammond...."

AJ smirks and hands the mic to....Mark Evil.

Mark Evil: Since I have made my return all I have done is destroy opponent after opponent. Now that we are on the same side me and Showtime have put our differences aside. Right now the only thing that I care about is causing pain to everyone I can. Next week I want you Reckoning...for the nCw Xtreme Championship!

Mark Evil hands the mic to Mr.Showtime.

Mr.Showtime:"I know you guys are expecting me to lay down a challenge but I've done some thinking and decided this. I am laying down an open challenge to anybody in the back. Whether they're from Social Distortion, whatever sad remnants of the Empire, or anybody in the back who think they can best the greatness that is Mr.Showtime. But whoever decides to go against me better make it known quick, because soon I will decide on someone to challenge and trust me they will not like it."

All the men in Lethal Intent leave after Showtime drops the mic, walking up the entrance ramp with cheers from the fans after the announcements made

Eric Hardy: Lethal Intent has made their expecations clear here tonight.

Willy Carter: They sure have, but we'll have to take a quick commercial break it would seen before we can get to our first match.

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Willy Carter: "Well, I don't know about you - but I'm pumped for this match!"

Eric Hardy: "I'm pumped, but I'm also intrigued. I can only imagine what's going to go down tonight not just with this match, but with all of the chaos between factions. We've got Social Enemies. We've got Social Distortion, Corporate Empire, and Lethal Intent. I can only imagine what all of these elements together are going to do."

The introduction 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 Diamond now stands with his arms stretched out. Maniac steps out behind him. Rob looks all around before throwing his arms down accompanied by some pyrotechnics. Rob makes his way down the ramp slapping the hands of those who are reaching, followed by Maniac. Diamond rolls in underneath the bottom rope and stands up. Maniac stops in the center of the aisle. Rob stretches out again and turns around and around so the whole arena can take him in. Some fans cheer, most boo, Rob is indifferent as he waits to begin the match. Maniac heads to Rob's corner of the ring.

Willy Carter: "Speaking of Social Distortion, here comes Rob Diamond."

Eric Hardy: "Rob Diamond's brother Maniac is a dominant competitor. Have you seen him perform in other companies? We're very lucky to have him here."

Willy Carter: "Did you hear how much he's paid a match? I want half that to commentate on his matches!"

Lights dim ever-so-slightly as the sound of a siren blares through the speakers. Fans search the arena, in a state of alarm and curiousity. The siren soon flows into the rhythmic remix of Disturbed's "Indestructible", queing the entrance of nCw talent, Justin Marsham.

I'll have you know/That I've become.../Indestructible/Determination that is incorruptible/From the other side/A terror to behold/Annihilation will be unavoidable/Every broken enemy will know/That their opponent had to be invincible/Take a last look around while you're alive/I'm an indestructible master of war

Emerging from amidst the crowd, Marsham slaps hands with a series of fans while tunneling through the bodies. He moves quick and passes through the audience unhindered. One quick movement carries him over the guard rail and he heads up the remaining ramp-way with his eyes fixed upon the ring, engrossed in the possibilities that may unfold within the match.

Willy Carter: "Marsham said he was going to make an example out of Rob Diamond. I think that Maniac may put an end to that thought."

Fans erupt with cheers as Marsham slides under the bottom rope and rolls to his feet in one fluid movement. He bounds up onto the middle rope and throws a fist into the air, seeking and receiving a strong fan reaction. Shortly thereafter, he turns to his corner and awaits his opponent so that the match can officially go under-way.

Eric Hardy: "I want to know what Justin Marsham has against Tyler Jacobs. There's something more to this than what Marsham's letting on and I want to know what it is."

Willy Carter: "I've had very little interaction with Marsham, but I will say that he's not the kind of man to complain about not winning matches or not being in matches. There is definitely something more to this and it has something to do with Tyler Jacobs."

Willy Carter: "Hold that thought! Here comes one of the fastest rising stars in nCw!"

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, staring down both Justin Marsham and Rob Diamond.

Official Norman Dafoe has been assigned to this match. Marsham glares at the official, foretelling his distrust of the referee. But, he must ignore this. He has two opponents to deal with. Jack Hammond tugs on the ring ropes, checking their elasticity, while Rob Diamond smirks and awaits the ring of the bell.

Eric Hardy: "Rob Diamond must feel confident with Maniac down at ring side. He knows he has Social Distortion in the back, but-"

Willy Carter: "-BUT, Rob Diamond may not need any of them. He's as good as they come and he's proving that he is the future of this company!"

The ring bell sounds and the trio begin to rotate within the ring. Each man is careful of his step and searches for an opening. As the three rotate within the ring, the first to strike is the unexpected one. Maniac reaches into the ring and hooks Marsham's ankle, causing him to a stagger. This distracts The Epitome of Technical Finesse long enough for Diamond to rush across the ring and take Hammond down with a clothesline. Directing his attention to Maniac on the outside, Marsham's back is to Diamond as he soars across the ring and school boy roll-ups Marsham!

Eric Hardy: "One!"

Willy Carter: "No! Diamond isn't getting out of this one that quickly. Hammond breaks that count!"

Hammond surrounds Diamond's head with his arm, guiding the member of Social Distortion to his feet with a side headlock. Diamond thanks him by shoving Hammond to the ropes and telegraphs a back body drop. Hooking the ropes, Hammond stops his progression forward and Marsham takes Diamond down with a chop block to the back of his left knee. With Diamond down, it is as if Hammond does not exist. Marsham begins delivering repeated boots into Diamond's upper abdomen. He is forced to roll to the ropes and get the referee to separate the two. Meanwhile, Hammond bides his time - sizing up both opponents.

Eric Hardy: "Here we go! Diamond used that as a diversion!"

While Marsham has been known to use under-handed tactics, it's Diamond that scores with an eye gouge on Marsham! Diamond seizes the opportunity and snap-mare Marsham in front. Hammond does not allow Diamond to carry out of the rest of his plans. He flies past Diamond and ensnares his head, spiking the back of Rob's skull into the canvas with a neck-breaker. Marsham returns to his feet and locks up with Hammond in a collar-and-elbow. Both jockey for position, but Hammond wins out. He whips Marsham to the ropes and - upon his return - hits the deck. Diamond's getting to his feet and Marsham flies over top Hammond, landing a fabulous spinning heel kick on Diamond.

Eric Hardy: "Nice move! Diamond's down. NO! Diamond's still alive and Marsham gets hit with a jaw-breaker. Diamond continues the offensive and a Reverse DDT takes Marsham down. Diamond with a pin, no, here comes Hammond. Diamond springs up with a drop-kick, but it causes Hammond to just back pedal."

Lunging forward, Diamond tries to take Hammond down with a Diamond Cutter. Diamond hooks Hammond's head, but Hammond shoves him off into the turnbuckle. Hammond throws a quick punch, but Diamond blocks and exchanges positions - tossing Hammond into the turnbuckle. One quick punch to Hammond's jaw rocks him and allows Diamond enough time to lift his opponent up onto the top turnbuckle.

Eric Hardy: "Marsham's back up. Rear waist lock on Diamond. He hauls him over with that German Suplex!"

One.

TWO!

Diamond kicks out and rolls backwards. When he gets to his feet, Hammond's off the top turnbuckle with a missile drop-kick! Marsham, too, returns to his feet. Marsham shares a word with the referee, although what he says goes unheard by the audience. He also shouts something down at Maniac which fires up the audience.

Eric Hardy: "Rob Diamond is resilient. He just got hit by a missile drop-kick and here's a quick arm drag on Marsham! Hammond, too, gets thrown to the canvas with an arm drag! He's moving fast because he knows a triple threat match is all about survival."

One stiff shot to Marsham's abdomen doubles him over and Diamond is able to apply a standing head-scissors. He prepares to powerbomb Marsham, but Hammond's up!

Eric Hardy: "Hammond springs up off Marsham's back and lands a Shining Wizard on Diamond! Where did he come from? We have to see that speed again. Check out this replay."

While the replay is shown, Hammond springs off the middle rope with a lionsault. When he comes down, he comes down hard; Diamond lifts his legs and protects himself, causing Hammond to crash chest first onto Diamond's knees. Hammond falls off Diamond, gripping his chest, and Diamond quickly rolls him up non-chalantly.

One.

Not even a two count as Marsham dives in with a double axe handle. Immediately, Marsham drags Diamond from the wreckage and telegraphs a figure four leg lock. As he steps over the leg, he stops and calls out to the fans, "Nah!", and shakes his head. Instead of a submission, Marsham resorts to stomping Diamond's left knee - the same he had chop blocked earlier. Diamond hurriedly crawls to the ropes and forces the referee to separate them.

Eric Hardy: "Marsham's sharing another word with Maniac. Diamond's trying to get a breath of fresh air during this-WHAT?! Hammond springboards and drop-kicks Diamond as he re-enters the ring. Diamond tries to get free, but Hammond's got'em. Arm wrench and a go behind, Hammond's got his head and-a Side Effect."

Willy Carter: "Hammond goes to the ropes, but Marsham's returning his focus to the match. He could-wait. Diamond rolls out of the way before anything can happen and taunts his opponents. Is Diamond really smarter than them?"

Eric Hardy: "Let's wait a see."

Remaining perched on the top turnbuckle, Hammond watches as Marsham and Diamond lock up. Marsham takes the upper hand, but does not retain it. Diamond is able to wrench his arm to the side and strike fast.

Willy Carter: "There's a huge spinning back fist right to Marsham's gut. Diamond's got him prepped for a double arm DDT in no time! NO! Hammond from across the ring with a clothesline! NO!"

Ducking beneath Hammond's thrown clothesline, he - in turn - shoves Marsham off into the ropes. Hammond bounces off the opposite ropes as he misses with the lariat. Before Marsham can pick up steam, Diamond moves forward and lands a perfect drop-kick that forces the Epitome of Technical Finesse from the ring. When Diamond returns to his feet, he spies Hammond. A quick hip-toss attempt is blocked by Hammond and Diamond, instead, is taken to the canvas with a swinging neck-breaker.

Eric Hardy: "Marsham's out on the floor and Maniac is just laying into him. Maniac's got him and there's a sick thud! He just whipped Marsham into the ring post! Marsham looks hurt."

Maniac looks to be amused at what he has done to Marsham, then returns his attention to the ring.

Willy Carter: "Look into the ring! Hammond's up on the top rope. He's going to fly!"

Moving to soar from the top turnbuckle on the prone Rob Diamond, Hammond is surprised as Maniac leaps onto the ring apron and hooks Hammond's leg to prevent him from performing an aerial attack. This allows Diamond enough time to get to his feet, leap up onto the turnbuckle, and throw Hammond into the ring with a sick belly to belly overhead suplex.

Eric Hardy: "How fair is this?!"

Willy Carter: "Not very. This isn't a tag team match. Maniac shouldn't even be out here and he's giving Rob Diamond the advantage."

Eric Hardy: "Marsham said that he wanted to make an example of Rob Diamond, but I think Rob Diamond and Maniac are trying to make an example out of Hammond and Marsham. I have to believe that The Social Enemies are watching this match. This is for them."

Applying pressure to Hammond's lower back, Diamond wrenches back - hooking in a Boston crab. He seeks a submission victory while Marsham is down and out on the outside. The official warns Maniac, but does not eject him from ring-side. Crawling into the ring, Marsham notes this fact and sneers. The only person to see Marsham's entrance into the squared circle is Hammond and he is more than welcomed to see him.

Picking up a full head of steam using the ropes, Marsham throws a foot into the air and breaks the submission up with a nasty looking Yakuza kick. Diamond doubles over, but rises back up to his feet in a daze. Marsham reacts quickly and hauls Rob over with a snap suplex. He retains the hold and rolls Diamond over once more. Another snap suplex whips Diamond's lower back against the canvas hard. Again, Marsham retains the hold. He rolls Diamond over and then tosses him forward, releasing the front face chancery and arm drape, allowing Diamond to crash into the canvas face and chest first.

Eric Hardy: "Marsham should pin Diamond now before Hammond can collect himself."

Grabbing Diamond by the nape of the neck, Marsham guides his opponent to a knee. He applies an arm wrench to Diamond which the agile man is able to reverse into a hammer-lock. Marsham throws a back elbow, but Diamond ducks and releases his arm. When Marsham turns, Diamond lifts and executes a perfect Northern Lights suplex. He applies a bridge.

One.

TWO.

Willy Carter: "Marsham kicks out, but there's Hammond too. He wouldn't have got the pin fall in either case."

A collar and elbow tie-up is locked on between Hammond and Diamond. After a moment or two of positioning, Diamond begins chopping Hammond across the chest. He causes Hammond to back pedal, but Marsham responds - sending a forearm into Diamond's back. Marsham tugs Diamond around and pulls him up onto a shoulder for an Argentine Backbreaker. Hammond gets a piece of the action as well. Marsham and Hammond both drop to their knees, executing a backbreaker-neckbreaker combination on Rob Diamond.

Eric Hardy: "Diamond's down and here's Marsham and Hammond. Hammond comes off those ropes and kicks off Marsham, twisting in mid-air, and drops a guillotine leg drop on Rob Diamond! OH MY GOD?!? Did you see that!"

When Hammond kicks off of Marsham, it causes Marsham to fall backward. The fans go wild for Hammond's speed and this move is no different.

Eric Hardy: "Hammond should go for a pin, but he's gathering what he can of Diamond. He whips Diamond to the ropes. Hammond leap frogs and Diamond's off the opposite ropes-AND EWW! Hammond just came out of nowhere with that enziguri. That was an enziguri, right?"

Willy Carter: "I think so. All I know is Diamond just got knocked for a loop!"

Hammond goes for a quick cover, but he does not hear the referee count. Looking back, he spies Maniac distracting the referee. He slaps the canvas wildly and then gets to his feet to get the official's attention. Marsham kneels and just shakes his head, figuring that this would happen.

Eric Hardy: "Hammond's trying to get the referee's attention and there goes Marsham!"

When Hammond abandons Diamond, Marsham sweeps in like a vulture. He drives an endless volley of boots into Diamond; and when he breaks a sweat doing this, Marsham leaps into the air a drops a knee across Diamond's brow. There is no pin attempt made and no end in sight for Marsham's assault. Well -- until Diamond scurries across the ring and slips outside to freedom. Maniac drops from the apron and goes to tend to his brother, no longer distracting the referee.

Eric Hardy: "Well, damn. I just don't think that this is at all fair."

Willy Carter: "Is it about what's fair? Maniac and Diamond want to show the Social Enemies what they intend to do to them. There's a lot of anger and hatred here."

Eric Hardy: "Here we go! We haven't seen a showdown between Marsham and Hammond yet and you've got to imagine that Marsham wants to beat Hammond after their last encounter."

Willy Carter: "True. They've been so busy with Diamond and, now, Maniac that an opportunity to face each other has not come until now!"

Both Marsham and Hammond stare each other down. Intensity builds within the ring as these two men receive a huge applause from the fans. Neither man looks to their opponent on the outside, who continues to receive word from his brother. Both Marsham and Hammond lock up. A quick shove takes Hammond off his feet, but he rolls back up to a vertical base. Yet - as soon as Hammond stands - Marsham drop-kicks his right knee out from under him.

Eric Hardy: "Marsham with a head lock, but Hammond's fighting up to his feet. There's a quick elbow and-No, he's not free. Marsham puts him into that pump-handled position. Pump-handled backbreaker and Hammond's down!"

Marsham instantly goes for a pin, but Hammond is able to grab the bottom rope and break the count. So, Marsham continues the assault and drags Hammond up to his feet. He sets him up for another pump-handled backbreaker, then lifts. Somehow, Hammond manages to get his legs up and around Marsham's head and hurricanrana him down. After Marsham hits the canvas, the next impact he feels is being crushed beneath a Hammond driven senton splash.

Hammond makes a lateral press. One.

Two. No! Marsham breaks free and Hammond drops a few boots into him afterwards all while rising back to his feet. Drawing Marsham up to his feet, Hammond attempts a suplex, but Marsham is able to resist. He blocks a second attempt and instantly goes for an arm-bar on Hammond. Though he has shown technical prowess before, this is not a time. Hammond rolls free real quick and arm drags Marsham down.

Eric Hardy: "Marsham to his feet and Hammond is trying to run circles around him. That's a nice heel kick followed by a standing moonsault!"

A quick cover by Hammond turns into a reversed cradle by Marsham. One. Two. Hammond shifts his weight and is able to Oklahoma roll Marsham back down. One. Two. Thr-NO! Marsham gets free just in time, causing Diamond distress on the outside. Marsham's back up when Hammond gets to his feet, and he whips Hammond to the ropes. Outside, Diamond argues with a fan is oblivious to what occurs in the ring!

Willy Carter: "Hammond with a sommersault plancha onto Diamond. Maniac looks shocked and . OH! Marsham follows suit. He just suicide dived into Maniac!"

Eric Hardy: "OH MY GOD!"

All four men battle on the outside, although Marsham and Hammond have the upper hand. Rob Diamond tries to free himself from Hammond's grasps, but Hammond's grip is secure and solid. He hurls Diamond into the ring barrier while Marsham and Maniac exchange rights and lefts. Norman Dafoe shouts to all competitors from in the ring, threatening a mandatory ten count.

And so the ten count begins!

One. Two. Three. A solid back elbow into Hammond's mid-section allows Diamond an opportunity. Or so he thought. He attempts a clothesline, but is instead caught with a quick boot into the stomach. Four. Hammond exercises his athleticism and leaps up onto the ring barrier. He maintains balance and leaps off, catching Diamond with a Tornado DDT that spikes him head first on the floor! However, it also takes a toll on Hammond!

Willy Carter: "Five. Six. The count continues and that move may have just cracked Diamond's skull open!"

Eric Hardy: "The count has stopped now as Dafoe is out checking on Hammond and Diamond after that move."

Action returns to Marsham and Maniac. Maniac has busted Marsham open at the brow and blood is dripping down Marsham's cheek. The exchange soon ends as one more right hand rocks Maniac and Marsham turns towards the fans.

Eric Hardy: "What is Marsham doing?! It looks like he's talking to the fans."

Willy Carter: "He's asking the fans for a chair-and they are happy to give it to them."

Eric Hardy: "NO! Marsham with a chair and he-OHHH! Look at that dent in that chair! He just took Maniac out and the fans love this!"

Fans begin to chant their appreciation for this match when Marsham returns the chair to the fan that gave it to him. He then heads to Diamond and Hammond. Both men are getting to their feet slowly, but surely. The Epitome of Technical Finesse sends a knee into Diamond's side and then slings Hammond back into the ring. The ten count ceases as Marsham assists Diamond inside as well.

Eric Hardy: "Marsham and Hammond are sharing some words and it doesn't look to be friendly."

Willy Carter: "Are they conspiring? You know, it was one sided before and now that one sided-ness continues. Marsham's got Diamond up in a shoulder mount and Hammond's on the apron. Here comes a springboard and Hammond-OH! Marsham drops with an Electric Chair Drop and Hammond assists with a serious Bull-Dog!"

Eric Hardy: "Hammond goes for a pin after that move and this could be it!"

One.

Two.

Willy Carter: "Marsham breaks the pin, but Diamond scrambles to his feet. That ring shot from earlier may have done some damage to him."

Eric Hardy: "Maybe. But, Hammond's still alive and well. He shoots across the ring and wait.. NO! WHAT?! Diamond drop-toe-holds Hammond into the bottom turnbuckle. Marsham's next and Diamond clotheslines him down. He's mounting a comeback!"

Locking up with Hammond, Diamond slings him into the turnbuckle. Quickly, Diamond follows, looking to splash Hammond in the corner. NO. Hammond bounds up to the top turnbuckle and pauses. How Hard Can That Be? Not hard. He takes Diamond down with precision. Fans rise to their feet with this performance of pure athleticism.

Eric Hardy: "Hammond is athletic, but Marsham's just cruel. He just tossed Hammond through the ropes and now he's got Diamond prepared for that Curb Stomp."

Marsham pulls back on Diamond's arms and shouts at the top of his lungs, "TYLER!" One giant step is taken, curb stomping Rob Diamond's face into the canvas. No hesitation is made. Marsham pulls Diamond up and with as much force as he can muster. Then, returning to the ring, it looks like Hammond intends to assist; and so both Hammond and Marsham Irish whip Diamond into the corner turnbuckle. Diamond impacts hard, in a daze, as he spies Hammond and Marsham conspiring across the ring.

Eric Hardy: "Hammond whips Marsham and there's that Yakuza Kick! We've seen that before. NO! Hammond ducks beneath the leg and Marsham is sent hurling over the top rope! Hammond's charging Diamond now! He could do it!"

Willy Carter: "Diamond sidesteps and Hammond misses!"

Eric Hardy: "OH! Diamond Cutter on Hammond!"

Crawling over on top of Hammond, Diamond drapes a single arm. One. Marsham tries to crawl back into the ring, but a bloodied Maniac hides down beside the ring apron and holds his foot. Two. Marsham gets free from Maniac and dives forward to break the count. THREE! Diamond pulls away with the victory and quickly ducks out of the ring. Marsham looks furious as Diamond collects his brother, Maniac, and heads up the ramp.

Willy Carter: "Chalk up another win for Rob Diamond and company."

Eric Hardy: "Hammond's trying to figure out what just happened and Marsham's looks pissed. But, there's not much that can be done. Rob Diamond has shown a preview of what he has in store for the Social Enemies."

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Backstage we see Dave Holland making his way through the arena's corridors. He has a determined expression on his face as if he has soe purpose to go to but without a match we don't know what it could be. Suddenly Milo Holland runs up behind him, catching him up.

Milo: Where you going?

Dave: I'm going to the ring. I asked Leonard to give me some time to call out this sick son of a bitch that's been tailing me.

Milo: Why? I mean aside from the car it's not like he's done any harm to you.

Dave: Not yet.. and it's not me I'm worried about. Look at this.

Dave hands Milo a piece of Paper. He reads it aloud.

Milo: Cannot Hide,... Cannot Run,.... Cannot Save,...

Dave: It's not me he's targetting next, it's Melanie and Alex.

Milo: But you've got them away right? This guy doesn't know where they are?

Dave: Even so.. I don't trust the situation. I want you to go to them Milo. I want you to protect my family.

Milo: Me? Shouldn't you send Terry?

Dave: Terry's good as a bodyguard but when it comes to a real threat to my family I don't want a good bodyguard.. I want a veritable force of nature protecting them. And that's you.

Milo: Alright... I'll go.

Dave: Here's the address... don't screw up.

fDave hands Milo a card before walking past the camera leaving Milo holding the small card with the address written on. The camera doesn't show this of course But Milo smiles slightly before turning and walking away.

We cut back to ringside as Knights of Cydonia is playing out. The crowd are going wild at this unscheduled appearance by Dave Holland. He steps out onto the stage wearing a brown jacket, blue jeans and white shirt. In his hand he holds a microphone but doesn't let that hold him back from greeting his fans, all leaning out to the ramp trying to get acknowledged by the man they all love.

Dave doesn't waste as much time as normal hyping up the crowd. No match and a set goal on his mind mean he's got other plans. He dives into the ring and takes up the mic as the music simmers down as do the crowd.

Dave: Now... I know I'm not on the card.. and I know I don't have a show to broadcast in the middle of the show or anything.. but I have something to say. No doubt you've all been watching what's been going on over the last few weeks. There's someone in this world that thinks he can put me off my game with mind games. He thinks he can contend with the will of Dave Holland. He thinks he can persecute me into the ground... remove me from this great establishment... this instituation... without ever stepping up to me face to face. And that's fine. I can understand such resentment. I've faced it before. Envy... Social Rejection... Hell... often it's just a clash of egos.I've dealt with it before and I'll likely deal with it again. I was happy to just sit back and let him lose interest in his own damn time. But now.... now the game has changed. The rules have shifted. You threatened my family. My wife... and my child. Locker rooms.. cars... all these things are just physical things.. things can be replaced. But my family.. that's a line that no man can ever cross without suffering retribution. So this here's a call out. Show yourself. You who would stick to the shadows. You who would prey on the unaware... on the unknowing... Get out here right now and be judged. .

...There's nothing.

Dave: I should have known. Well if you won't come to me... I guess I'm just going to have to come to y...

The power cuts. Moments later a bass drum can be heard. It beats out a rhythm that sounds like a heartbeat. A light starts to return on the ring but it's blood red. Dave's looking around into the darkness, keeping aware of a surprise attack or something similar. A red light shows on the titantron forming words. One by one the words and phrases all transfer from the tron to a light shining among the crowd, still in the form of the phrase.

"Failure"
"Regret"
"Castor"
"Hopeless"
"Cannot Hide"
"Disappointment"
"Cannot Save"
"The Price of Failure"
"All will Fail"

Then one final message shows on the ncwtron and stays there.

"Next week... All will be revealed... I'll be watching you David..."

Dave is left bathed in the red glow pondering the words.. especially why he was called 'David' rather than Dave. We then cut away to a commercial break.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Eric Hardy: Welcome back fans. You're in store for one heck of a match up next.

Willy Carter: That's right folks, you get to see team of John Anthony and Ricky Johnson before their big tag team match at the Picture Perfect.

Eric Hardy: And they'll be taking on JackHammer who will also be in that match, however his pay per view partner Dark Prophet has the week off so Mr. Showtime will be featured in this preview match instead.

Willy Carter: It should be a good one, regardless.

Eric Hardy: That's for sure.

{"Down" by 311 hits and the fans become ecstatic as both John Anthony and Ricky Johnson step out onto the ramp. They make their way to the ring where they stand tall and wait on their opponants. Suddenly Blow Me Away by Breaking Benjamin hits the airwaves and again the fans are on their feet with cheers. JackHammer and Mr. Showtime walk out and raise their arms high before charging the ring, the slide in go to their corner where they wait for the match to begin.}

Eric Hardy: Here we go Willy. This match is ready to go.

Willy Carter: It appears Johnson and Showtime will be kicking this match off, Showtime might have his hands full with this former National and Xdivision champion.

Eric Hardy: Johnson is well decorated that's for sure, however this Showtime has shown a lot of potential.

{Johnson and Showtime meet in the middle of the ring where they quickly lock up Johnson comes out of the lock up with Showtime's arm in his hand and Irish whips him into the ropes. Showtime comes bouncing off and back to Johnson who gives him a dropkick that puts Showtime on the mat. Johnson rolls back to his feet as does The Show who turns around just in time to take a big running forearm from Ricky, that puts him back down to the mat. Johnson crouches and waits. Showtime gets to his feet holding his head grougy and turns to face Johnson. Showtime takes a big swing at Ricky but Johnson catches his arm and locks the other one with Show's head under his arm and lifts him then puts him back to the mat with a double underhook suplex! Johnson rolls over and covers Showtime and gets a 1.....2.... before Showtime is able to get a shoulder off the mat. Johnson gets back to his feet where he pulls Showtime off the mat and back up, Showtime puts an elbow into the stomach of Johnson, then another. Johnson takes a couple of steps back and Showtime grabs Johnson's head and hits a big European uppercut that sends Johnson falling to the ring mat.}

Eric Hardy: Johnson was in clear control early, but the tides seem to have turned quick.

{Johnson rolls over and begins pushing himself off the mat but Show has made the tag to Hammer and the two are behind Johnson. Hammer pulls Johnson off the mat and wraps his arms around Ricky's waist from behind. He hits Johnson with a belly to back suplex while Showtime grabs Johnson's head with a neckbreaker and plant Ricky to the mat. Showtime leaves the ring due to the refs orders and Hammer covers Johnson. 1.....2.... but Ricky is able to get a shoulder up. Hammer pulls Johnson back to his feet and whips him into the Lethal Intent corner where Showtime grabs both of Ricky's arms as Hammer charges in with a big running splash. Johnson holds his ribs in pain as he stumbles out of the corner right into a big boot that Hammer hits to the side of Ricky's face. Johnson falls to the mat and Hammer again covers him for the 1.....2...... but Johnson again kicks out.}

Willy Carter: Johnson refuses to the stay down again.

Eric Hardy: It's going to take more than a kick to the face to keep him down Willy.

Willy Carter: You've got that right.

{Hammer pulls Johnson to his feet but this time Johnson has had enough. He begins putting punch after punch into the stomach of Hammer and then bounces off the the ropes and comes back with a dropkick straight to Hammer's knee that brings the big man down to one leg. Johnson makes his way to the corner where he tags in Anthony. Anthony comes out of the corner holding Johnson's arm. Hammer gets back to his feet and the two run forward arms clinched but Hammer chrages and breaks through their double clothesline attempt. Hammer turns around and is met by two kicks into the stomach they both lock Hammer's head and lift and bring him up and down with a double suplex!}

Eric Hardy: My gawd, they managed to get the big man up and back down to the mat!

Willy Carter: That took a lot of will and determination there.

Eric Hardy: Now they just need to capitalize on this advantage.

Willy Carter: Definetly, otherwise it's all for nothing.

{Johnson leaves to the apron and Anthony drags Hammer to the middle of the ring where he takes Hammer's legs and is looking to lock in a sharpshooter. Anthony puts his leg through but Hammer refuses to be flipped over. Hammer reaches up and grabs Anthony's head and gives him two stiff punches that ends the sharpshooter attempt. Anthony takes a step back holding his head and Hammer starts to get up, but as soon as he does there is Anthony with a yakuza kick tot he throat just as he's getting to his knees. Hammer falls to the mat and Anthony covers. 1....2... but Hammer is about to get his shoulder up. Anthony helps Hammer back to his feet but Hammer quickly catches Anthony in the stomach with a punch and hits a big spinning powerslam right off the mat! Hammer begins crawling to his corner and slaps in Showtime, Showtime jumps into the ring just as Anthony rolls to his corner and slaps in Ricky Johnson.}

Eric Hardy: Here we go, both men have made the tag to their partners!

Willy Carter: Good timing too.

{Showtime has the upper hand as he catches Johnson with a knee just as he gets into the ring pinning him into the corner. Anthony is back up and Showtime doesn't see him and clubs "The Legend" in the back of the neck with a double ax handle! Hammer is back up and charges and splashes all three into the corner with a running avalanche including his partner by mistake. All three men come falling out holding their chests in pain. Anthony leans against the ropes in pain as Hammer regroups and looks to fling Anthony over the ropes with a clothesline but Anthony holds onto the top rope and to Hammer and both tumble up and over to the outside of the ring!}

Willy Carter: There goes Anthony and Hammer!

Eric Hardy: Wow, Anthony somehow manages to hold on and to bring hammer with him over the top.

{Johnson is in a sitting position in the corner with with Showtime leaning against the top turnbuckle. Hammer and Anthony begin to brawl on the outside as Showtime reaches down and pulls Johnson back to his feet, he takes Johnson's head and looks for a blockbuster out of the corner but Ricky holds the ropes and Mr. Showtime goes flying and lands flat on his back in the ring. Johnson comes out of the corner and just as Showtime gets back to his feet Jonson catches him and hits a Side Effect! Johnson covers 1....2....3!}

Eric Hardy: Ricky Johnson and Anthony pick up the win!

Willy Carter: Johnson was able to capitalize on a mistake and picked up the win while Hammer and Anthony were brawling on the outside.

Eric Hardy: It was a great match, but in the end it was Anthony and Johnson who prevailed. The question now, is will fortunes be different when Dark Prophet is put into the match next week?

Willy Carter: We'll just have to find out I guess.

Eric Hardy: That's true.

We go backstage and see Fate sitting next to Prophet in Prophet's locker room. He's on his cell phone and looks anxious about the conversation.

Fate: Come on, pick up you lazy Sactown dick.

Prophet's eyes are focused on the floor of the locker room as he listens to Fate's conversation as he tries to get a hold of someone important. The phone keeps ringing.

Fate: Mike Flash, pick up the damn phone!

Instead of hearing someone pick up on the other end of the line, we hear the opening to the classic Tupac song "California Love".

Voice: This is Mike Flash's Voicemail. If you are important, leave a message and when I'm done in the sun I'll get back to you.

Fate's eyes are narrowed as he screams into his cell phone.

Fate: MIKE YOU f**kING GET BACK TO ME SOON OR I WILL GO TO CALI AND KICK YOUR f**kING ASS!

Fate hangs up his cell phone and slams himself down on the bench. Prophet looks over at him.

Dark Prophet: Calm down, Fate. Lethal Intent doesn't need you to spring into action immediately.

Fate: I want to help. I want to be more than a cheerleader.

Dark Prophet: I know, but until you can get your contract problems from MECCA figured out, you can't officially become a member of the NCW roster.

Fate: Are we going to Sacramento soon?

Dark Prophet: Unfortunately we are going to the East Coast for a while.

Fate: I'm going to tear his f**king head off if he doesn't get his lazy cigar smoking ass off the f**kin beach soon.

Dark Prophet: Listen, I got the tag titles match next week with Hammer, and next month there's a good chance I'll be facing Spike in the Asylum.

Fate: Ok…I'll try to be patient. But it has been so long since I've been in the ring outside sparring with you…I want a real opponent.

Dark Prophet: Listen, Fate. You stay back…I've got something I have to do. [color=Orange]Justin Marsham vs. Rob Diamond vs. Jack Hammond[/color]

Prophet stands up and moves out of the locker room. Prophet is seen walking down the back hallway when Carly Robins walks up to him with a microphone.

Carly Robins: Dark Prophet, I'd like to have a word with you about your stable, Lethal Intent.

Dark Prophet: Make it quick.

Carly Robins: Well, why did you form Lethal Intent? We have heard you explain it before, but I think the fans still don't quite get it? You are such a giant, why do you need backup?

Dark Prophet glares at Carly before he answers.

Dark Prophet: I thought I didn't need backup for the longest time, Carly. I thought I could make it on my own here in NCW, even with the other stables that were beginning to take over. I've seen stables come and go in feds before, and up till now, none have ever made a direct attack at me. And now, here in NCW, over the last month I saw both the Empire, now the Corporate Empire, and Social Distortion work to f**k me over. I was attacked by a mass of people, and when I was in the back being examined by the doctors after the Empire attack, Hammer pitched me the idea and now you see what we have.

Carly looks like she's going to speak, when Fate walks up.

Fate: Prophet, we've gotta discuss what we are going to say out there tonight. Evil, Showtime, Hammer, and AJ all are waiting in our locker room.

Dark Prophet: Sorry, but I have things to do.

Prophet and Fate walk off as Carly looks upset she didn't get the full interview.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

"Whatever you find worthwhile in life is worth fighting for!"

The lights dim down as strobe in a red hue fill the arena once the awesome riff from "The Running Free" by Coheed & Cambria begins.

"All non-believers stand aside and fear
A new day's marching through the door
How could you ever think you'd make it here
Did it bleed
Was it sore
Through the struggles you've endured
You've come so far from innocence
Provided all the consequence
Only what does it matter now"

Pyro starts to rain down from the ceiling as the lights come back on. No one is standing there right away but after a few moments... it's "Reckless Jack" Brad Kane! The crowd cheers for him actually as he starts to make his way 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, he gets a microphone handed to him.

Brad Kane: Short couple of weeks, am I right?

The crowd cheers.

Brad Kane: I'm gonna make this short and sweet. A couple of weeks ago, I was beat down by a couple of bitches named Spike Kane and Xavier Williams. Beat me up pretty badly. However, here I am. Standing here in the flesh. Spike, Xavier or anyone else for that matter... AJ Phoenix... "Reckless Jack" Brad Kane has been cleared!

Once more, they cheer.

Brad Kane: Next week, I want a match. I don't care if it's me against the world. Just do it.

He drops the microphone as "The Running Free" begins to play again. Brad Kane leaves the ring as the crowd sticks their hands out to be slapped again.

Willy Carter: Whoa! That was a something else.

Eric Hardy: Haha, he must be pissed at that other federation.

Willy Carter: Must be. Don't Question My Heart by Saliva starts blasting over the PA system. Pyros are going off on the stage all over the place.

"I heard you've been looking for me but, you looked for trouble. You're gonna see that your words are dangerous. Your talk is cheap."

"So now I'm standin' here. Now I'm standin' here."

Joe Everyman then comes out onto the stage. He looks into the crowd, holding his arm up with belt in hand. Maria Williams walks out from behind Joe and looks into the crowd too. Joe gives Maria a kiss on the cheek as they both start to walk down the ramp.

"You tell yourself you know what to do and you realize that I am comin' for you then you'll change your mind and run like a child when..."

"You see me standin' here! Now I'm standin' here!" "Don't question my heart! Don't question the fire that burns inside! Don't question my heart! Don't question a heart prepare to fight!"

Joe Everyman and Maria Williams continue walking down the ramp looking into the crowd. Joe then comes to the end of the ramp and does a Brock Lesnar esk jump.

"I got where I am because I didn't chase fame. And I seen you before and you're all the same." "Just one more mouth talkin' words insane. Just one more mistake, with different names!" "Don't question my heart! Don't question the fire that burns inside! Don't question my heart! Don't question a heart prepare to fight!"

Joe Everyman walks up the steps and climbs into the ring. He looks around in the crowd and hold up his arm. Then loud blue pyros shoot from the ring posts. Joe then stands and waits.

"I heard you're lookin' for me... I'm standin' here. Still standin' here." "I'm standin' here! Still standin' here!" "Don't question my heart! Don't question the fire that burns inside! Don't question my heart! Don't question a heart prepare to fight!"

Eric Hardy: And here is Joe Everyman ready for his big match against AJ Phoenix

Willy Carter: This should be a good one, I hear these two have a little history with each other?

Eric Hardy: So I'm told.

The start of over and under by egypt central comes over the PA, the lights dim down as "The Fallen" AJ Phoenix emerges in a long sleeveless coat with a hood covering his facial features, he makes his way down to the ring and leaps up onto the ring apron he climbs between the ropes and flips his hood back before removing the coat

Eric Hardy: And here we go, both competitors are out and this match will be starting shortly.

Willy Carter: Yeah, this should be a good match, pitting a new comer to nCw versus the former National and Xtreme champion.

{AJ and Everyman come towards each other cautiously then lock up, Everyman spins out and around locking AJ up by the hips. Phoenix puts an elbow into the face of Everyman and Joe releases his grip and takes a step backward. Phoenix turns around and catches Everyman with a big diving clothesline that puts Everyman on his back. AJ spins up and to his feet and waits on Joe who is also working his way up. Everyman turns and sees Phoenix just in time to twalks into a release overhead belly to belly suplex. AJ jumps back to his feet right after the move and plays to the crowd a bit who cheer in joy. Everyman holds his back but is realtively quick to get back to his feet, he comes towards Phoenix but then taks a hip toss that sends him right back down to the mat. Everyman turns and gets back up just to stand up right into a drop kick from phoenix.}

Eric Hardy: Wow, AJ Phoenix is taking control of this match early.

Willy Carter: He sure is, Everyman can't get anything going.

Eric Hardy: He can't even get back to his feet. Everytime he does AJ knocks him back down.

Willy Carter: Pretty good strategy, your opponant can't beat you when they're not given a chance to.

Eric Hardy: Everyman just needs to turn this around in a hurry, or it'll be a short match.

{AJ covers Everyman and gets a 1....2.... before Everyman is able to get loose. Phoenix reaches down and pulls Everyman up who gives Phoenix a punch to the jaw and then an Irish whip. Phoenix comes back right into a somoan drop from Everyman. Joe rolls over and back to his feet and AJ Phoenix rolls over and pushes himself off the mat as well. Phoenix gets up and dodges a dropkick attempt from Joe. Phoenix tries to hit a standing senton on Joe while he's on the ground but Everyman rolls out of the way and back to his feet. Phoenix gets back to his feet holding his back and turns to Everyman but gets a kick in the stomach, Joe takes his head and hits the Twist of Fate!}

Eric Hardy: MY GAWD! Out of nowhere Everyman has hit the Twist of Fate!

{The Referee jumps to the ground as Everyman jumps on top of Phoenix.}

Willy Carter: Joe was taking a fast flurry of attacks but then turned it around right there and this is the end of the match.

Eric Hardy: Joe Everyman wasted no time, he saw an opening and took it. {AJ and Everyman come towards each other cautiously then lock up, Everyman spins out and around locking AJ up by the hips. Phoenix puts an elbow into the face of Everyman and Joe releases his grip and takes a step backward. Phoenix turns around and catches Everyman with a big diving clothesline that puts Everyman on his back. AJ spins up and to his feet and waits on Joe who is also working his way up. Everyman turns and sees Phoenix just in time to twalks into a release overhead belly to belly suplex. AJ jumps back to his feet right after the move and plays to the crowd a bit who cheer in joy. Everyman holds his back but is realtively quick to get back to his feet, he comes towards Phoenix but then taks a hip toss that sends him right back down to the mat. Everyman turns and gets back up just to stand up right into a drop kick from phoenix.}

{The Referee counts 1........2...... but then Phoenix throws his foot onto the ropes, that are just barely in reach.}

Willy Carter: NO! Phoenix somehow, had the state of mind to put his foot on the ropes and stop this pinfall attempt.

Eric Hardy: Wow, smart move. I thougt for sure this match was over, but somehow Phoenix is still alive.

Willy Carter: He must be a very smart wrestlers Hardy, he knew where he was in that ring, and mustered all he had to stay alive in this match.

{Everyman gets to his feet and pulls Phoenix up after him. Joe looks for a powerbomb, but Phoenix holds tight with what energy he can muster, still recovering from the twist of fate and flips Everyman up and over, however Joe lands on his feet and turns around with a huge discus punch that catches Phoenix right in the back of the head! AJ stumbles forward but stays on his feet but not for long as Joe runs up behind him and hits a big running bull dog that puts Phoenix on the mat. Joe gets to his knees and rolls AJ over and covers. The Referee is there shortly to count 1.....2.... but AJ manages to get his shoulder off the mat this time, again avoiding the pin.}

Eric Hardy: Now it's Everyman who is in total control of this match.

Willy Carter: How quickly the tides can turn. Everyman looked dead in the water at the beginning of this match.

Eric Hardy: He hit that twist of Fate and it's been all downhill for AJ ever sense....

Willy Carter: If he doesn't find a way to stop this barrage soon, it'll stay that way too.

{Everyman again pulls AJ Phoenix up off the mat and back to his feet. He takes AJ's arm and twists it around his back and nails the Pepsi Twist sending Phoenix back to the mat in pain. Joe has positioned him and makes his way to the corner where he climbs to the top turnbuckle, he signals to the crowd and comes off with a swanton bomb that just misses as Phoenix somehow gets out of the way.}

Willy Carter: Everyman went for the high risk move and came up short.

Eric Hardy: That's why it's callled "high risk" he went for the kill, but Phoenix was able to scout it and avoid the move.

{Both men get up at about the same time, with Joe holding his back in pain. Everyman comes at Phoenix with a huge clothesline but Phoenix somehow ducks and runs under Everyman's arm out of harms way. Phoenix grabs Everyman from behind and hits the Sammaels wish! Phoenix covers and gets the 1...2...3!}

Eric Hardy: OUT OF NOWHERE!

Willy Carter: Wow.... Phoenix got destroyed after an early flurry of attacks, but somehow manages to hang on for the win... amazing.

Eric Hardy: It sure was, this AJ Phoenix guy is impressive, you've gotta give him that.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

ANGEL VERSUS DAVEY ORTEGA:
After a distraction from Xavier Williams, Davey goes for the Setting Sun (without realizing Xavier's antics) and nails it, Ortega covers and gets the win as Xavier Williams smiles from ringside.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

The lights flash blue and white, and they flicker around the arena following the piano beat. Then a spotlight focuses on the stage and we see a figure at the entrance area

I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the s**t needed to be the most meanest MC on this… on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre s**t that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully…

We then see the man walk out, black hoodie, unzipped, hood up and black skull-mouth bandana over his mouth. and he walks down the ramp, some of the fans are reaching out, some are giving him the finger, but he is looking at the ring with a look of intensity. He walks around the ringside area, still looking into the ring

I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty… No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me just jaw you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you... I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me

Xavier hops on the ring apron and slingshots into the ring and hops on the turnbuckle, his arms crossed in an 'X' formation over his chest, as the arena lights stop flickering and a blue spotlight focuses on him. He hops off the ropes and takes the bandana off and tosses it to the side

And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am

He takes off his hoodie and starts to bounce around and circling his wrists and he still has a focused on his face.

(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.)

Eric Hardy: Here we go, Social Enemies v. Social Distortion.

Xavier and Talon lock up, which within seconds Xavier shoves him off and begins to unload a series of lethal kicks to the side of the leg of Talon, Xavier goes for Talon head, but he ducks, and quickly grabs Xavier and rolls him up in a School-Boy, one…two….Xavier kicks out, and out of frustration goes to nail a stiff lariat, however Talon grabs his arm and takes him down with a Oklahoma Roll…One…Two…Xavier kicks out, and gets up and walks right into a Nortern Lights Suplex…One…Two…Xavier kicks out, charges in again, and is caught wih a Small Package…One…Two….Xavier kicksout again, before sliding out of the ring.

Eric Hardy: Falcon nearly has beaten the X-Division Champion several times in the opening minute.

Willy Carter: He's going to need more then that to be able too.

Talon quickly goes towards the ropes, looking to sling himself at Xavier, however Xavier trips him, before sliding into the ring and nailing several stiff kicks to the head of Talon, before lifting him up and nailing a release Belly To Belly Suplex, before grabbing Talon and nailing a Short Arm Clothline, before holding on and pulling him up again, Xavier goes for it again, but Talon ducks under it, jumps up onto the shoulders of Xavier and catches him with a Victory Roll…One….Two….Xavier kicks out, and yells at all the near falls as Talon just smiles.

Eric Hardy: Xavier is really getting frustrated in there.

Xavier just snaps and shoves Talon against the Turnbuckle, and begins to unload, punches, chops, stomps, headbutts and everything he has at Talon in rapid succession, Talon is just sitting in the corner, when Xavier pulls him down and continues the onslaught, as Talon lays motionless, Xavier lifts up Talon head, before spiking it with a Curb Stomp, he hooks the leg…One….Two….Talon left ends up sliding against the turnbuckle.

Willy Carter: Talon got lucky, after that legalized assult by Xavier Williams, How Talon isn't in a comma after that onslaught is beyond me.

Xavier pulls Talon up, and goes to decapitate him with a Lariat once again, once again however it misses as Talon ducks under and nails Xavier with a Pale Kick, that staggers Xavier, as Falcon nails Xavier with a Inverted Lung Blower, however Xavier still doesn't fell off his feet as he retreats to the corner, Talon charges in and nails him with a two huge running knees into the chest of Xavier, who holds onto the ropes, not leaving his feet, Talon backs up again and charges, nailing Xavier with a clothline followed by taking Xavier down with a Bulldog.

Eric Hardy: Now it's Talon who is exploding with some explosive offense of his own.

Xavier slowly gets to his feet, as Talon pulls him up and puts him in position for the "Quad Jacks" However Xavier senses it and lifts up Talon before driving him right on his head with a Backdrop Driver before Xavier rolls him over onto his stomach, and locks in a BLKOUT on Talon, as Xavier wrentches backwards, putting extreme pressure on the head of Talon, who is refusing to quit just yet.

Willy Carter: Xavier has this match now.

Talon continues to try to fight thru the pain, as Xavier is screaming, He'll break Talon neck if he doesn't submit, but Talon just doesn't want to give up….Referee Mitch Kennedy calls for the bell, as Xavier releases the hold.

Eric Hardy: Xavier Williams wins it, despite Talon not tapping out to the BLKOUT, I guess Mitch Kennedy made the call to save Talon from severe injury.

A large, jet black stretch limo comes gliding into the shot as we come back from commercial break. The finish on it is just immaculate! Not a scratch on it anywhere. It goes on for half a minute before reaching the back end of the vehicle.

Eric Hardy: "Wait. What is this now?"

Willy Carter: I don't know but they certainly ride in style.

The limo driver steps out of the front and takes the small hike to the back and opens the door. A pair of impressive creamy white legs fold out of the limo and take there position the ground. The camera travels up and reveals it to be Kelly Kaos. Behind her is the nCw National Champion, James Franklin Karn, staring at Kelly's behind as he follows her out. Behind them is Kole Kaos dressed in an extremely expensive suit and behind him follows Ace and Kathy. Behind them of course was Steve Awesome and Layla.

The entire Corporate Empire is now standing outside in the parking lot as the whole crowd in the arena starts to boo them.

Eric Hardy: "Look at who decided to finally show up, Willy."

Willy Carter: I will, after I look at that amazing limo.

The limo driver walks up to Kole who looks at him like he is an idiot.

Kole Kaos: "What? You think you deserve a tip? When I say get us there by the time the show starts I mean get us there when the show starts!"

Limo Driver: "But you called me three minutes before the show started. And we were three cities over!

Steve Awesome: "Well, you should have drove faster chump stain."

Awesome shoulders through the limo driver and up towards the entrance gate. The security guards come next to each other.

ACE: Come on guys, you know who we are. Let us pass."

Security Guard #1: No can do guys, were under strict orders from Brent Sampson not to let you guys pass.

JFK: "Sampson? I wanna talk to Sampson!"

Security Guard #2: Well you can't. At least not until he gets here.

Kole Kaos: "See. This is exactly the crap that were talking about. For some reason you people just don't see the gold that's standing in front of you. You don't see the best in the business today. You see people who you think are subject to your rules. But them….us….were simply better than all of you. And now that Davey Ortega has been exposed of, The Corporate Empire is going to start proving it."

?: So that's what you guys are calling yourselves now?"

The camera pans over to reveal Brent Sampson standing in the door way.

Brent Sampson: "The Corporate Empire? Not a real stretch of the imagination is it? You come up with that all by yourself Kole?"

Kole Kaos: "Gee Brent, I'm beginning to sense a bit of hostility here."

Brent Sampson: "That's because your all a bunch of self centered jerks."

Kole Kaos: "That's still no reason to keep your stars out of the building."

Brent Sampson: "True. But what you guys decided to pull last week on Davey Ortega, is. Ortega wasn't a good person at all but he didn't deserve that. You guys can't go around attacking anybody you want to, especially not publicly in the middle of that ring. And most definitely not while I'm in charge of talent relations.

Steve Awesome smirks. Displaying that holier than thou attitude proudly for Brent to see.

Steve Awesome: What are you going to Brent? Ban us all from the building? JFK and Ace both have matches tonight.

Brent Sampson: "Well, I guess you're right. You guys are free to enter the building."

Steve smiles back at his Empire brothers.

Steve Awesome: "That's what I thought. Let's go guys.

Brent Sampson: "Not so fast. I said JFK and Ace are allowed to enter the building. But you Steve, well you don't really have a reason to be here do you? So I figured, well might as well give you the night off. No use keeping an exceptional talent like yourself all cooped up with nothing to do.

Steve Awesome: "WHAT!? You can't do that to me. I'm the next world champion."

Brent Sampson: Too late.

And with that Brent Sampson turns and leaves, Awesome starts to go after him but Kole and JFK pull him back.

JFK: It's okay, Steve. Don't worry about it. Just go enjoy the nightlife.

Kole Kaos: "Get some rest before Picture Perfect. I can't have my world champion less then one hundred percent.

Steve Awesome: "Alright guys. I guess your right. Good luck in your matches dudes, not like you'll need it or anything."

Ace, JFK, and Steve all touch knuckles before Awesome climbs into the limo and it pulls away. The rest of the Corporate Empire walk into the building.

Eric Hardy: Finally some justice around here. Thank you Brent Sampson for doing your job.

Willy Carter: MAN! That was such a sweet limo!

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Eric Hardy: Up next we have a match that is going to tear the roof off of this place without a doubt. The storylines racing through this match are amazing.

Willy Carter: That's right Eric, we have Reckoning fighting on behalf of his friend Sexy Jason. The man that lost the love of his life to The Ace, then of course you have the added factor that Jason was kicked out of The Corporate Empire by Ace and this match could be off the charts.

Eric Hardy: Not to mention that Sexy Jason and Kathleen Conway-Jones will be at ringside for this match. Overall this is going to be explosive. I expect someone to get hurt in this match, and Im guessing that The Ace is going to be doing the hurting. He has been on a tear of late.

The arena lights dim as a white stallion gallops on screen and rears majestically naying, the image morphs into a caged tiger roaring before the opening flute and violin play. The Ace appears on stage and outstretches his arms as huge flame pyros erupt either side of the ramp and cards begin to fall from the rafters as the lyrics to 'Face To Face' by Siouxsie & The Banshees kick in. Kathy crawls up through his legs and hisses like a cat. She snakes her way up his side to her feet and the odd couple make their way down the ramp through the falling cards as the lights flash red and purple. The Ace walks up the steel steps and through the ropes to the centre of the ring as Kathy crawls in behind him and again through his legs as he outstretches his arms. Kathy gets to her feet infront of him and turns around to lick him on the cheek and the two share a moment of unbroken eye contact as the music fades.

Eric Hardy: I cannot believe the audacity of Ace and Kathleen here, knowing fair well that sexy Jason is about to come out here, here they are flaunting all kinds of physical sexuality here.

{ Just Don't Give A F*** by Eminem blares over the loud speakers and Reckoning steps out to a mixed reaction. He is followed closely behind by Sexy Jason. Reckoning starts walking and dancing to the beat. He turns around and points to Sexy Jason along with the beat then claps a few times then points to the entranceway 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. Sexy Jason meanwhile stands outside the ring and is staring a hole through his former friend The Ace.}

Willy Carter: Look at the look on the face of Sexy Jason here. He wants nothing more than to get his hands around the neck of Ace here.

Eric Hardy: But this match is about Reckoning and his type of match, Xtreme rules. But remember that this match is not for the title. This match is about Reckoning trying to back up a fellow competitor here. Needless to mention that there is a table set up on each side of the ring and everything else is in play here. Let's get it underway.

{The referee calls for the bell and Reckoning looks fired up and ready to get this underway. He charges across the ring at Ace but Ace pulls Kathy in front of him, Reckoning puts on the breaks and glares at the referee telling him to get her the hell out of the ring. The referee gets in Kathy's face now and tells her to leave the ring, Reckoning starts to jaw at her and takes his eyes off of Ace for one second to many though and Ace blindsides Reckoning with a stiff forearm shot. He follows that up with two more and Reckoning is backed into the ropes. Reckoning, not one to be out brawled though starts firing back with rights and the two men are trading blows now. Outside the ring though Kathy runs around the ring and hooks one of Reckoning's legs and this causes him to stumble forward and Ace starts immediately laying the boots into the head of Reckoning. Reckoning rolls to the outside of the ring and stares a hole on Kathy. Sexy Jason comes up behind Reckoning and tells him to focus on Ace who is now outside the ring and looking under the ring apron.}

Eric Hardy: I didn't expect that move there. It looked like Reckoning was thinking about going after Kathy and there is no question that he would have decked her if he had the chance, and yet there was her ex, Jason telling Reckoning to focus on the task at hand.

{Reckoning slides back into the ring now and runs the ropes and does a dive through the second rope, delivering a sunset flip type move to Ace who was still bent over at ringside and Ace's head collides with the barricade. Reckoning quickly hops back to his feet and smashes the back of Ace's head off the barricade once more for good measure. Kathy looks in shock, and she slowly makes her way over to the same side of the ring but Sexy Jason now gets between her and Ace and Reckoning and tells her to mind her own business. Reckoning now senses the upper hand and takes one of the tables at ringside and props it up against the barricade. He goes over to Ace and picks him up off the ground and starts to position him towards the table. He lifts Ace up for what looks to me a crucifix powerbomb but Ace starts to punch Reckoning the head to prevent the move. He manages to fight loose a bit and lands on the shoulders of Reckoning and delivers an incredible frankensteiner that sends Reckoning through the table. The fans are on their feet even though they have a deep hatred for Ace and are cheering that amazing move. Both men are hurting after the move however and down momentarily. Kathy seizes the opportunity however and she grabs one of Ace's trademark weapon, the poker rake from under the ring. She is walking over to Ace when Sexy Jason sees what's up and he runs over towards her. Kathy sees him coming and she hits the ground running. Sexy Jason chases her around the ring a couple times and then chases her up the ramp and into the backstage area.}

Willy Carter: Ace is not going to be pleased with this turn of events. Kathy was just chased to the back and there is no telling what may happen if Sexy Jason gets his hands on her.

{Ace now gets to his feet at ringside and takes in his surroundings, he notices that Kathy is gone, and looks up at the nCwtron that has followed the two to the back and he sees Sexy Jason in hot pursuit of his wife. This seems to infuriate Ace and he looks down at Reckoning and them makes a move like he is going to head to the back, when Reckoning grabs Ace by the leg. Ace looks down at Reckoning now and starts firing desperate right hands at Reckoning but Reckoning keeps fighting back to his feet. Reckoning gets to his feet now and is throwing shots back at Ace. He hits a good shot that staggers Ace back a step and that gives reckoning time to get the wherewithal to scoop Ace up and ramp him back first into the steel post. He backs up and does this a second time and then lays Ace on the apron, with his body inside the ring and his head hanging to the outside. Reckoning climbs up onto the apron now and gets a running start, does a forward flip and lands a sickly looking leg drop across the throat of Ace. Ace rolls to the inside of the ring grasping at his throat and Reckoning is on the outside slowly getting to his feet. Reckoning sees the chance to set up what he hopes to be the demise of Ace here and he grabs one of the three leftover tables at ringside and sets it atop of another one. He then grabs a steel chair from ringside and rolls into the ring. Ace is still on the mat and the referee is checking on him, Reckoning shoves the referee out of the way and sizes up Ace with the chair.}

Willy Carter: That abuse of the official was uncalled for Eric.

Eric Hardy: After all of the abuse that Ace has given mentally and physically to members of this roster in recent weeks, I hope that he is hurt and Reckoning finishes the job here.

{Reckoning now rolls Ace over and smashes the end of the chair into the throat of Ace and Ace is again writhing in pain. This time there appears to be some blood coming from the mouth of Ace and this seems to set Reckoning off even more. Reckoning picks Ace up of the mat and irish whips him hard into the corner. He follows that up with a huge splash and Ace slumps in the corner to a sitting position. Reckoning doesn't give Ace any time to gather his breath however and gets him back on his feet. He lays a couple of chops in on the chest of Ace and start to choke him in the corner. Ace though manages to fight back and gets out of the corner. Ace slumps down and hits Reckoning with a deliberate low blow.}

Willy Carter: That will slow down the onslaught of Reckoning, if not completely bring it to an end.

{Ace looks outside the ring and sees the stacked tables. He wipes the blood that is coming from his mouth and gets a sick smirk on his face now. Reckoning gets up to his knees and slowly to his feet but is slumped over and Ace nails him with the standing scissors kick. Ace then throws Reckoning into the corner and follows in with a clothesline. He then powers Reckoning up to the top rope and joins him there, pulling Reckoning to his feet. Ace looks over once more at the tables to measure the length but this gives Reckoning time to gather his whereabouts and he starts leveling Ace who instinctively starts swinging back. The two are teetering on the top rope, and its clear that the final destination will in fact be through the table. Suddenly the crowd pops and we see Sexy Jason come barreling down the ramp-way just as Ace seems to be getting the upper hand. Ace positions Reckoning for what appears to be a suplex, but Jason jumps up on the apron and we see that he has brass knuckles on his right hand. He swings back and nails Ace in the ribs with the knuckles and this knocks the wind out of Ace momentarily and Reckoning takes control. Reckoning looks to be going for a DDT from the top rope and is getting his balance when the crowd suddenly starts to boo, Sexy Jason turns around and gets caught right between the eyes by the poker rake, and Kathy.}

Eric Hardy: Kathy came through the crowd, what the hell?

{Kathy jumps up on the apron and nails Reckoning now in the back of the head with the rake and he slumps over a bit now. Ace feels this and on pure fumes, he manages to hook Reckoning up and deliver the ACE-PLANT from the top rope right through the two tables! The crowd is chanting "BULLs**t, BULLs**t" and the referee slides out of the ring and makes the count…1…2…3!}

Eric Hardy: Unbelievable finish to this one…Reckoning seemed to have this one locked up and then Kathy out of nowhere delivered the crushing blows and this match goes to the Ace. Ace continues to be unstoppable and the Age of Ace and Kathy seems to be upon us.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Backstage, nCw interview area. Chad Lights waits patiently with Angel. They get the green light.

Chad Lights: Angel, in a few minutes your going to head out to the ring and rematch a man you claim you could have beaten the first time around. But from what we have seen this week Davey Ortega does not seem to be all that concerned about you. Any comments?

Angel: He's going through a hard time, I understand that. Personally I hope everything works out for him.

Chad Lights: And of your match?

Angel: Well, last time we fought he got DQed. So it's pretty obvious I'll be looking for the pin fall tonight. Davey has garnered the slightest bit of respect from me in the last couple of weeks, and to be honest I wish he could have had more time to get his head strait. But I'm going out to the ring for one reason tonight and that's to beat Davey Ortega, no ands, ifs, or buts.

Chad Lights: Your still wearing some scars from last week, do you have any more words for Trent Helms?

Angel: Nothing I haven't already said.

Chad Lights: Are you at all upset over your undefeated streak being over?

Angel: Upset? That isn't the word I'd use. Relieved a little. I don't have that nagging pressure anymore, about having to win. Now I can finally just go out to the ring and really concentrate on the match.

Chad Lights: I'd like to ask you a real quick question about former stable mate Maniac coming to nCw.

Angel: What? Am I mad that he's here? Am I mad that he joined Spike and Xavier? Am I planning on taking him out? Look, I don't care what Maniac does. I don't. He wants to help his idiot little brother, let him. You know what Maniac, Falcon and Talon never asked me about you, so I didn't tell them. How about you answer this, why didn't you ever bother calling them? What? Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, your an ass...

Chad Lights: Excuse me.

Angel: Sorry.

Chad Lights: Lastly, do you have any words for Xavier Williams? He had some strong words for you earlier this week.

Xavier: Yes... what do you have to say about Xavier?

We know see that Xavier has walked into the shot. Smiled..IRONED on to his face, and the XDivision title slung over his shoulder.

Xavier: You know what Angel... I've had it with your crying... bitching, and moaning. Yes... you are the number one contender again... yes, you will face me at Picture Perfect. But... it will be under different circumstances...

Angel: What... Lumberjack match... and only Social Distortion will be the lumberjacks?

Xavier: While that is a good idea, no. And that is the problem... you and the rest of your cronies all say, if I didn't have Social D around me... our match would of had a different outcome.

Angel: You could say that.

Xavier: So how about we put a cage around the ring... no way in... no way out...

Angel: I like the sound of that.

Xavier: And inside that cage, let's just throw every damn weapon we can get our hands on inside of that bitch...

Angel: Keep talking...

Xavier: I see you like it... well how about this... A scaffold... about 15 feet, in the air and this belt will be hanging from up there and the only way to win; is to climb that scaffold and pull down the belt. Simple as that.

Angel: Hmm... does this match have a name.

Xavier: Yea, Cage of Death... and a fitting name, seeing as I will KILL the leader of the Social Enemies... in one match.

Angel gets in the face of Xavier, anger in his eyes.

Angel: I'd like to see you try...

Xavier: I've taken your belt... I've broken your family... and at Picture Perfect... I will break YOU!

Angel clenches his fists and he is shaking in anger. He is ready to strike, Xavier's grin is still on his face.

Angel: Picture Perfect... you... are... DEAD!

Xavier: No Angel... BOTH of us, will be... but I will be the one, walking out champ. And after that... the Social Enemies... it's over, the war... it is done.

Angel: The war... it will never be over...

Xavier: Then... you'll be a casualty...

Xavier walks off, as Angel watches him... he punches the door and leaves a pretty good sized dent in it. He curses under his breath as he goes to prepare for his match. Angel begins to walk down the hall way and bumps right into PWW legend, Maniac. The 6'6 Maniac looks down on the 6 foot even Angel.

Maniac: How's it going, "old friend?"

Angel: Now? Terrific.

Maniac: Good, good. You ready to get destroyed next week by my main man Xavier?

Angel: Main man huh? Wow, you really moved up in the friends department.

Maniac: Hey, look at it this way, if you had just been nice to Rob and Shelly we could have avoided this whole thing. Well… Some of it.

Angel: Can you just get the hell out of my way?

Maniac: See, the thing about that is…

From behind Rob Diamond rushes in with a chair and nails Angel in the back. Angel stumbles forward only to receive a clothes line from Maniac. Angel goes right down on his back. Xavier Williams walks back into the frame with Rob and Maniac on either side, Angel on his back.

Xavier: And stay down this time.

The three men scramble down the hall as Falcon, Everyman and Talon come running in with chairs and we fade out to commercial.

*Break*

Willy Carter: I think if things get any worse Xavier and Angel are going to kill each other.

Eric Hardy: What are you talking about? Their going to fight in a Cage of Death match, Cage of Death. They are going to kill each other.

Willy Carter: Your right. Look at that.

Eric Hardy: Oh my god, I think I may just miss Kelly. God.

Willy Carter: Well then, when you put it like that. You know Eric, Angel has gone through heel to get his rematch, and I'm pretty sure at Picture Perfect they are going to give us one of the most brutal matches we have ever seen in nCw.

Eric Hardy: I gotta say you just may be right. But right now we got a match too call.

Willy Carter: Tonight, right here on Collision, Falcon versus nCw National Champion, JFK. These two were supposed to be opponents at Picture Perfect.

Eric Hardy: But as fate would have it, or should I say Tyler Jacobs, Falcon was forced to defend his title defense against Angel, and he came up on the losing end.

Willy Carter: Falcon however, fore fitted his title shot to either Jackhammer or Jack Hammond, of course Jackhammer won that match, and now Jackhammer has a future shot at the Nation title.

Eric Hardy: I guess you could call it a consolation prize, but for all of Falcon's effort he now gets a non title shot at JFK right here tonight.

Willy Carter: And speaking of Falcon, he's on his way.

(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.."

Eric Hardy: Falcon has been dying to face JFK for weeks, and now, tonight he finally gets his chance. However JFK isn't walking out here to lose, JFK is coming out here to prove he is better than you.

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 Axle's voice kick's in there is an explosion of gold pyro raining down on the entrance way. JFK emerges from the rain of gold wearing the nCw National Title around his waist he slowly scans the crowd from the top of the ramp before making his way down to the ring, his wrestling gear that consist of black thigh length tights white trim and his "Quality Tennessee Sour Mash Asskicking" JD logo on the back, he makes his way down to the ring not once interacting with the fans, he takes the stairs two at a time stops on the ring apron looks out to the crowd with a cocky grin then rips the National Title off from around his waist and holds it up high for everyone to see, he finally makes his way into the ring hands the title over to the ref and awaits for his match to start.

Falcon and JFK meet in the center of the ring. Falcon extends his hand to JFK, a sign of respect. JFK slaps his hand away and turns his back on Falcon. Falcon appears upset as he heads to his corner.

Eric Hardy: Some blatant disrespect by the National Champion JFK.

Willy Carter: You gotta appreciate a man looking for respect, but you also have to fear a man who feels he doesn't need it.

Eric Hardy: How right you are.

The bell sounds, JFK quickly makes his way across the ring, Falcon follows suit and the two lock up in the center of the ring. JFK doesn't wait to test his strength and just knees Falcon in the stomach, Falcon doubles over and JFK grabs his head, leaps into the air and lands a whip Tornado DDT. Falcon does a head stand before just flopping onto his back. JFK gets to his feet, runs his fingers through his hair and poses for the fans.

Eric Hardy: You can feel the cockiness.

Willy Carter: I didn't know you swung that way.

Eric Hardy: Wait, what?

JFK is still posing as Falcon gets up and grabs JFK with a german suplex that he holds onto into a pin attempt.

One, KICK OUT!

Willy Carter: So Falcon can wrestle. I could of sworn all he did was jump off of things.

Eric Hardy: I think your dumbing down his actual in ring ability.

Falcon and JFK are both to their feet. They lock up again, JFK again goes for a knee to the gut, but Falcon spots it, grabs his leg, JFK goes for an enzigiri, Falcon ducks and grabs JFK's other leg dropping JFK flat on his face. JFK turns and uses the momentum to kick Falcon off sending him into the turn buckles. JFK leaps to his feet and sprints at Falcon looking for a Stinger Splash. JFK comes down, Falcon roles out of the way, JFK crashes into the turnbuckles. JFK takes a few steps back before Falcon grabs him with a school boy pin. One, T KICK OUT!

Eric Hardy: It looks like Falcon wants to try and out wrestle JFK.

Willy Carter: It looks like Falcon is cheap pin monkey as opposed to your run of the mill spot monkey.

Both men are to their feet. JFK throws a right hand, Falcon blocks, comes back with a spinning heel kick, JFK ducks, JFK goes for a clothes line, Falcon dodges, JFK turns right around and spin kicks Falcon in the back of the head, Falcon bounces off the ropes face first, JFK grabs him in a swinging inverted neck breaker. JFK right back to his feet and he poses for the crowd again.

Eric Hardy: JFK is full of himself tonight.

Willy Carter: You don't become leader of the Corporate Empire by being a bitch.

Eric Hardy: I guess you don't…

JFK grabs Falcon by the hair, Falcon's blue face paint rubs off on JFK's ring attire. Falcon lands a fore arm smash to JFK's mid section, then another, Falcon breaks free and goes off the ropes, Falcon is looking for a flying clothes line off the ropes, JFK catches him in mid air with a hard scoop slam and right into a pin attempt. One Two Thr KICK OUT!!!

Willy Carter: Holy crap.

Eric Hardy: Falcon almost got taken out with a scoop slam. That could have been fairly embarrassing.

Willy Carter: It was a JFK scoop slam, so I'm sure it was delivered Picture Perfect.

Eric Hardy: Oh, your funny…

Falcon roles to his feet, shaking his head a bit, realizing he almost lost to one of the most basic moves on the face of the planet. JFK gloats in the near by ring corner about how easy this match is going to be. Falcon see's JFK leaning in the ring corner and charges him. JFK uses the ropes to kick his feet up, but Falcon ducks underneath and grabs JFK by the shoulders. Falcon turns around and goes for an Outsider's Edge. Falcon drops JFK hard on the mat. JFK grabs the back of his head, but Falcon doesn't let up as he spring boards off the ropes and drops his knees right on the face of JFK with a slightly botched Lion Sault attempt. JFK roles to the side of the ring holding his face. The ref goes to check on him.

Eric Hardy: I think, yes, JFK is bleeding from the nose. JFK may have broken his nose thanks to Falcon's recklessness.

Willy Carter: Spot monkey trash.

Eric Hardy: You're a very confusing person.

Willy Carter: And your kind of ugly.

Falcon doesn't care about any injury no matter how major it may or may not be as he makes his way over to JFK. JFK pulls the ref down so Falcon can't get to him. Falcon tries to move the ref, the ref blocks him. JFK roles to the outside. Falcon stands in the ring arguing with the ref. JFK stands up on the ring apron pointing and yelling at Falcon to back off. Falcon throws his hands up, slowly backing up. The ref turns to check on JFK who is still on the apron. Falcon runs at them both and fore arm smashes JFK in the face, JFK flies off the apron and lands face first into a guard rail. JFK roles onto his stomach and grabs his face again. The ref shoves Falcon back then jumps out of the ring to check on JFK.

Eric Hardy: Falcon really wants a piece of JFK. Ref or no ref. He may even try and take him out before his partner Everyman gets his title shot.

Willy Carter: Well it is a good strategy to atleast weaken him up.

Eric Hardy: Unless he ends up injuring JFK.

Willy Carter: Well there is certainly some damage to JFK's face.

Eric Hardy: Fans we have to go to commercial, but don't touch that dial, we will be right back.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

We come back to Collision to find JFK huddled outside the ring with the ref and the in house doctor. Their looking over his nose to make sure it's not broken. They ask JFK if he wants to continue, JFK responds with "f**k YEAH!" The ref gives the okay and JFK flies back in the ring. The fans go crazy as the two men meet up in the center ring sending their fists flying. Falcon is throwing flurry punches as JFK is looking for combos. JFK gets the upper hand, Falcon falters and JFK moves in with a standard take down, UFC style baby. JFK mounts Falcon and begins unleashing a flurry of punches to the sides of Falcon's head. JFK is just going absolutely crazy. One of his punches opens a cut underneath Falcon's eye. The ref pulls JFK off, JFK backs up to the middle of the ring and throws his arms out and screams, his fist covered in blue face paint and Falcon's blood, JFK's own face also smeared with his own blood.

Eric Hardy: An all out war is all this match is.

Willy Carter: These two have been looking to destroy one another for a long time.

Falcon gets up on one knee, the ref is checking him over, Falcon pushes the ref off, JFK comes running up from behind and boots Falcon in the face. Falcon falls back into the corner. JFK kneels over Falcon, grabs him with his left hand by the hair, with his right he starts laying in the punches.

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10!

JFK stands up. Falcon looks out of it. JFK screams at Falcon to "GET UP!" the fans boo wildly. Falcon uses his legs to try and trip JFK, but JFK doesn't fall and instead uses the ropes to jump up in the air and come crashing down on Falcon's right leg one, two, three times. Falcon roles into the corner holding his right leg. JFK pulls him up onto his feet and Irish whips him into the corner. JFK quickly follows him in with a shining wizard and a bull dog.

Willy Carter: The National Champion is definitely bringing it to Falcon tonight. I don't think Falcon was fully prepared for this match.

Eric Hardy: Maybe, maybe not.

JFK again gets right down in Falcon's face and screams "GET UP!" The blood dripping off his lips as he does. Falcon goes to sit up but JFK goes off the ropes and drop kicks Falcon in the head. JFK pins.

One, Two, KICK OUT!

Falcon roles over and starts to crawl away. JFK stands up, looming over Falcon. Falcon gets to the ropes and begins to pull himself to his feet, still favoring his right leg. JFK swift kicks Falcon's right knee, Falcon drops down. JFK goes to kick Falcon in the face but Falcon grabs his leg, JFK lands an enzigiri this time and drops Falcon face first on the mat.

Eric Hardy: I'll say this about JFK, he has taken over this match rather well.

Willy Carter: He is in full control right here.

JFK grabs Falcon and pulls him to his feet. JFK Irish whips Falcon into the corner again. JFK runs and grabs Falcon in a monkey flip sending Falcon flying half way across the ring. Falcon lands hard. JFK starts to climb up the ropes. Falcon slowly get up. JFK reaches the top rope, Falcon is on one knee. JFK turns around, Falcon runs, jumps to the top rope wincing in pain and grabs JFK with a Flux Capacitor off the top rope. Both men land hard and stay there.

Eric Hardy: That's all it takes, one simple move to turn this thing around.

Willy Carter: You can't keep Falcon down for long.

Both men start to get up slowly. Falcon lands a punch, JFK lands his own. The two of them start to exchange vicious punches. JFK starts to get the upper hand again, but this time Falcon lands a kick to JFK's stomach, JFK doubles over momentarily, but long enough for Falcon to land a face buster. JFK is in allot of pain. Falcon stands up. JFK grabs his right leg and trips him. JFK quickly locks in an ankle lock on Falcon's right leg. Falcon some how manages to do a role and grabs JFK's own legs bringing him down face first into the ropes. Falcon gets up, holding his leg. JFK pushes off the ropes and whips around, Falcon grabs him and nails the Aerial Spike. Falcon pins.

One, Two, Three!

Eric Hardy: A week before Picture Perfect, the former number one contender to the nCw National Title has just pinned the National Champion himself. W

illy Carter: In what I consider a fantastic match up.

Falcon's music plays as the ref holds his arms up. The fans scream Falcon's name through out the arena. JFK makes his way up the ramp, clutching his title tightly.

We cut to backstage to the nCw interview area. Talon and Rob Diamond stand face to face.

Rob Diamond: Picture Perfect Talon, we finish this.

Talon: I hope you don't expect to win this time.

Maniac steps in behind Rob Diamond.

Rob Diamond: We're going too Talon, the good guys always do.

Falcon steps in behind Talon.

Talon: Rob, I don't care who you have in your corner. Go ahead and round up all the other members of the Social Enemies if you want, gather together the entire PWW roster if it makes you feel better. At Picture Perfect, Falcon and I will shut both of you up for the last time.

Maniac: Big words from a little bitch.[color=red]

Talon pushes Diamond out of the way and slaps Maniac across the face. Maniac goes to lunge at Talon but security moves in quickly, as if they were ready for this and splits the two parties up. Commercial break.

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{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: And now the moment I've been waiting for.

The arena is a buzz with excitement as the crowd await the next event. Suddenly a remix of "The Fight Song" by Marilyn Manson begins to play over the PA system. The lights in the arena dim and a spot light flashes on during the FIGHT! part of the song. "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!"

After the 4th FIGHT! the heavy guitar riff explodes into life as the fans go wild. The lights disappear and a heavy rain of white sparks erupt into the air on both sides of the arena as Manson walks onto the entrance ramp and stands under the sparks. His leather coat shimmers from catching the light from the pyro.

He smirks to himself as the fans cheers can be heard over the less distorted riff.

"Nothing suffocates you more than the passing of everyday human events And isolation is the oxygen mask you make your children breath it to survive Manson walks confidently down to the ring, raising his fists into the air as he takes in the adoration from his fans.

"I'm not a slave to a God that doesn't exist I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a s**t"

He walks over to the left side of the ramp and tags a few of the reaching arms before moving over to the right and repeating the action.

"And when we were good You just closed your eyes So when we are bad We'll scar your minds"

Manson reaches for the top rope and pulls himself onto the ring apron, he turns around and faces the entrance ramp to the ring once more. He holds his arms out and tilts his head back. A red coloured firework goes off with each FIGHT! "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!"

As the second verse plays Jack turns back round and steps into the ring over the middle rope and paces back and forth, removing his coat in the process. He walks over to the ropes and hands the coat to a stage hand and warms himself up. Manson then runs on to the right turnbuckle closest to the entrance ramp. The flashes of camera's flicker on and off as he motions for his opponent to come down to the ring with both hands. The music fades as he drops back to the ring and locks his eyes on the entrance.

Eric Hardy: It should be interesting to see that despite being both member of Social D, if Spike and Jack Manson will be able to function together, based upon their violent histories with each other, like when Spike ended the National Title Reign of Jack Manson in October of last year.

Willy Carter: Stop trying to stir up trouble Hardy!

Times are strange We got a free upgrade for snakes on a plane. f**k em, I don't care. Pop the cheap champagne, we're going down in flames, hey.

The Fans pop loudly as Trent comes out onto the stage, with his ribs severely taped up, bandages on his forehead, as he extends his arms outwards, before bringing them back in and clutching him ribs, as he continues to make his way down to ringside.

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.

Trent nearly gets to ringside and stares in at Spike and Manson who are urging him to get into the ring without Lance being out here yet.

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 simply motions towards Spike and Manson, saying wait a second.

Eric Hardy: And now we will get to see the champion return to the ring. Get ready for the roof to fall off of this place!

"Run" by Day of Fire plays and the fans are going bananas! The lights in the arena dim and the fans are so loud that you can hardly hear the music. The lights come up and we see that Lance Ryan is not on the stage. The crowd gets a little quieter, a bit confused at the absence of Lance.

Eric Hardy: I heard rumors that Lance has been an emotional mess of late after the loss of his grandfather, but where is he? Last we saw him, it looked like he was ready to fight.

Suddenly we see Jamie Ryan walk through the curtain and he appears to have a very solemn look on his face. He has a microphone is in his hand and he waits for the crowd to quiet down.

Jamie Ryan: Fans, Trent...Spike and Jack...I have to come out here and regretfully tell you that it appears as though Lance has not shown up here tonight. Nobody has seen or heard from my father since he cut his promo at my great grand-dad's gravesite. Now, I understand that this leaves a lot of things up in the air, including the match at Picture Perfect. However, all I can tell you at this point is that there is no Lance Ryan here tonight.

Jamie Ryan: We are going to do our best to locate my dad and find out where his head is at. I fear that by coming back this soon he has taken on far too much emotionally. After the loss of the man that was his father figure, he has been a mess. I told him to vacate the belt and then regain it when he was ready, but he loves this company and the fans too much to do that. All I can really say at this point is that Lance is out there and I dont think that he emotionally stable. Please continue to keep him and our family in your thoughts and prayers...again...to you paying fans, and to you three in the ring...I apologize on behalf of my father.

jamie turns and heads backstage leaving the fans just begin booing slightly, as Trent just shakes his head and tries to yell for perhaps Jamie to replace his dad in this match, however he is long gone, as the camera switches to Spike and Manson who are laughing as Trent simply continues to shake his head, then as fast as he can, jumps onto the apron and catches the laughing Spike and Manson off guard with a Springboard Crossbody, as Norman Dafoe has no choice but to ring the bell.

Eric Hardy: Well, Any chance Trent had of going to picture perfect in one piece is going to go down the window.

Willy Carter: He should of just ran away to fight another day…Lance Ryan did.

Eric Hardy: But Ryan has a good excuse?

Willy Carter: And Trent doesn't? He has two of the most dangerous men in this business, looking to pick him apart in what is now a Handicap Match?

Trent gets to his feet, and immediately starts to grab his ribs as the Crossbody maybe wasn't such a good idea, as Manson gets up first, and seeing Trent favoring his midsection, nails a quick martial arts kick to the side of Trent midsection, as Spike begins to get up, as both men, eventually submerge on Trent, taking him down against the corner and begin to nail a series of boots to his midsection, as Manson begins to Choke Trent with his boot as Spike taunts the fan, who begin booing and yelling…Let's go Trent!

Eric Hardy: This is going to turn nasty in a hurry, if only Lance Ryan had shown up it would be a different story.

Willy Carter: Will you get off of Lance, He didn't show up, and he left his opponent at Picture Perfect to be eaten alive.

Eric Hardy: His Grandfather died…He has no reason to be here.

Willy Carter: Well maybe you know, he should of, told nCw ahead of time, I'm not going to be here, I think it was a blatant trap to take Trent out of the title picture, so he can fight Steve Awesome one on one.

Dafoe begins yelling at Manson to stop choking Trent, before forcing Manson out of the ring, as Spike starts off the match, as Trent is trying to catch his breathe, He grabs Trent legs while he is down in the corner, and pulls him up, before letting him fall on his back with a modified powerbomb, causing Trent Helms even more pain and torment, Spike laughs, as he pulls Trent up, who tries to fire back with punches, but they have little effect due to how hurt Trent was going into this match, as Spike quickly nails a knee to the midsection, before grabbing Trent and pulling him towards Manson, as Spike tags to Manson before nailing Trent in the back with several elbows, before Manson comes in and releases several stiff martial arts like kicks to the body of Trent.

Willy Carter: This is getting sick in a hurry…

Eric Hardy: Spike and Manson are going to pick Trent apart.

Willy Carter: It looks like it's just going to be Lance Ryan v. Steve Awesome for the nCw Championship at Picture Perfect.

Manson pulls Trent up and lifts him into a Suplex, before dropping him forward, onto the Top Rope, ribs first, causing Trent to scream out in pain, Manson taunts Trent real quickly, before running off the ropes, looking to knock Trent off the Apron, however as he goes to do so, Trent quickly nails a Forearm, catching Manson off guard, Trent sucks up the pain and goes to springboard, however as he does so, Spike reaches over and grabs Trent by the hair, before yanking him backwards, as he falls, hitting the Apron hard, Dafoe comes over to yell at Spike, while Manson recovers, and pulls Trent back into the ring, and while Dafoe is arguing with Spike, Manson begins to choke Trent once again, before releasing it before Dafoe turns around.

Eric Hardy: The odds are just going to be too much for Trent to overcome in this match.

Manson pulls Trent up and pulls him over towards the corner, before Tagging Spike in, Manson then caterpaults Trent into the ropes, who hits them and falls backwards onto the knees of Manson, before Spike springs over the ropes, and nails a Elbow Drop to the midsection of Trent while he is bended backwards over Mansons knee, as Trent seems nearly out of it, as if he can't even breathe.

Willy Carter: Spike and Manson just need to end this already, two on one, against a severely injured man isn't right, Even I can admit that, and I think Manson and Spike are great.

Spike laughs as Trent is clutching his throat, trying to be able to breathe again, as Spike nails him in the stomach, and pulls a defenseless Trent up, and whips him off the ropes, before lifting him up for a Spinebuster, however Trent manages to reverse in mid-air, and drives Spike down on the top of his head with a Tornado DDT, As Trent begins to get up, Manson justs rushes in, as Trent does so and eats a Blizzard Suplex from Jack Manson, who isn't going to let Trent build up any kind of steam as Manson quickly exits, as Spike is back up and pulls Trent up, and yells, I'm ending you, as he pulls him up for Spike Impaler, Trent seems nearly defense, as Spike holds him up, The fans urge Trent to fight out of it, as Spike and Manson tell them to Shut The (Beep) Up…As Spike is about to drop Trent, he begins kicking his feet, and manages to land on his feet, as Spike turns around, Trent grabs him and nails a jawbreaker, Manson rushes in and meets a Spinning Heel Kick to the face, Spike is pissed now and charges, and Trent manages to charge in, but gets caught with a Drop Toe Hold, Manson is up, and nails Trent with a kick, and bounces off the ropes to knock Trent head off, but Trent trips him, as he lands right ontop of Spike, who is leaning against The Ropes….Trent looks, and jumps onto of Manson back before springboarding over, and catching both men with a Slingshot Legdrop to the outside, as Both Manson and Spike roll back into the ring….Trent can feel the tide turning, as Spike is up first as Manson took most of the legdrop. Trent springboards off the ropes, diving in and catching Spike with a Springboard Leg Lariat, before he notices Manson getting up. Trent goes outside and springboards in, for a Clothline, but Manson sees it and simply sticks his leg out, and grabs Trent, driving Trent into his knee, who begins to groin out in pain…Manson pulls Spike up, as they grab Trent, and lift him up before planting him with a modified double Brainbuster/Spike Impaler.

Eric Hardy: It's over…Trent is completely down for.

Willy Carter: We fought so hard against two men.

Spike covers Trent….One….Two….Three!

Eric Hardy: Spike and Manson win it.

Willy Carter: No…look at that….Trent is bleeding from the mouth, I think that Gutbuster by Manson really did him in.

Spike and Manson celebrate as blood begins to floor from Trent's mouth, as he seems to once again be building internally, as Manson and Spike leave, as Trent begins to make it to his feet, as the fans begin to cheer him for his courageous effort against two of the most dangerous men in nCw…However the cheers quickly turn to boos.

Eric Hardy: Wait a Minute? What is he doing here?

Willy Carter: Yeah, Didn't he leave near the beginning of the show?

Steve Awesome now back in the arena after leaving earier in the show appears. And catches Trent from behind as he finally managed to make it to his feet, The fans begin to chant…(Beep) You Steve over and over again, as Steve puts the boots to a defenseless Trent, Trent is trying to get up, but meets a vicious boot right to the head, nearly taking Trent's head off.

Eric Hardy: This isn't right what so ever, Trent just had to fight two men at the same time, when his partner no showed him, and now Awesome is just picking the bones, making sure if Trent even is able to wrestle at Picture Perfect., He will be in no shape to capture the championship.

Awesome is intent on taking Trent out of the picture all together, as he nails Trent several times in the midsection with his boot, before claiming out of the ring., and pulling Amber Ashe off her chair and takes it into the ring, where Trent is bleeding even worst from the mouth then before.

Willy Carter: Someone needs to stop this.

The Crowd cheers slightly as the camera cuts over towards the barricade, showing a Street Dressed Adam Knite in the crowd, trying to jump over the barricade to help his friend, however Security swarms over towards him, as he continues to try to break thru, while holding up a ticket for this Collision event, however he simply can't get past security to help out Trent, as Awesome laughs, and slams the chair down on the ground, and pulls the Defenseless Trent up as Security is seen escorting Adam Knite away from ringside.

Eric Hardy: Here it comes; Steve Awesome is going to give Trent Helms a Steve-K-O he will never forget.

As he positions himself so that when he hits the move, Trent will land face first on the chair, Awesome yells at Adam Knite who is nearly out of site as he is being pulled away by security, That he can't help his friend, as Awesome goes to do the move, Trent begins fighting, and lands on his feet, as soon as Awesome can turn around, Trent picks up the chair and throws it at Awesome at full force, catching Steve Awesome right in the face, as he staggers forward, as Trent ducks down and lifts Awesome up onto his shoulders, then jumps outwards, driving both his knees into the chest of Awesome with the Bioshock, Trent is seemingly knocked out as a result as well, the move taking the last bit of energy he had left, as Both Steve and Awesome are laying motionless in the ring…

Eric Hardy: Fans we are out of time tonight, As Picture Perfect is next week, will either one of theses men be able to take the nCw Championship away from Lance Ryan?

Willy Carter: Will Lance Ryan even shows up?

Eric Hardy: We will see you at Picture Perfect!