Date: Sunday, July 27th, 2008
Location: RBC Center; Releigh, North Carolina
Main Event: Trent Helms vs. Sexy Jason
Notes: The first show after Last Stand will show the aftermath of one of the biggest PPV's in nCw history. It will also feature the newly crowned World Champion defending his title against the sexiest man in nCw.
Commentators: Eric Hardy & Willy Carter
Theme: "There and Back Again" by Daughtry

{nCw's Pay Per View preshow enters the world of the weekly Internet show, as Wired hits your Monitor. Carly Robins and Simon Daye are there to greet you.}

Carly Robins: Thanks for catching our free online preshow “Wired” again this week fans.

Simon Daye: Our first match this evening pits a new commer to nCw squaring off against one half of NAZI, Mimic.

Carly Robins: Mimic is a man of few words, seriously I've never heard him speak.

Simon Daye: That's sorta his shtick Carly.

Carly Robins: I know but I just don't trust anybody who never says a word, you can't tell what they're thinking.

Simond Daye: Ohhhh kay.... how about we just see how the match goes?

Carly Robins: Good plan.

{What a debut for the one and only Tony Buttafuoco. He and Mimic wrestled for a five minutes with Tony dominating for most of the match. In the end it was the Fuoco-U Bomb that scored the victory for Tony.}

Simon Daye: Impressive win there by Buttafuoco, very impressive.

Carly Robins: Mimic really didn't stand a chance did he?

Simon Daye: He sure didn't. It was one sided the whole way, and this kid looks very impressive.

Carly: Almost as Impressive as this other newcomer, who happens to have a few wins under his belt already.

Simon Daye: MacBane?

Carly Robins: Correctimundo.

Simon Daye: But he has his hands full with Mercury, I hear he's a very tough competitor

Carly Robins: Then this will make for one great match.

Simon Daye: I hope so.

{The main dark match of the night lived up to everybody’s expectations. It was fast paced and very high impact all at the same time. Mercury went for a springboard clothesline but the powerful Mac Bane gave Chris a clothesline of his own that swatted AJ Phoenix’s protégé out of the air. The two battled for ten minutes before Mac Bane managed to hit “It’s a Texas Thing” and score the pin. }

Carly Robins: That match did not dissappoint, just like I hope we didn't disappoint you fans tonight.

Simon Daye: That match was definetly worth the watch Carly, but I've been given the word that it's about that time, so until next week fans.

{With that, the Wired feed ends and Collision is ready to go on your TV screen.}

The opening video to Collision hits, as Pyro begins to explode for several minutes.

Eric Hardy: Welcome Everyone to Sunday Night Collision, we are on the aftermath of last stand, where four new Champions were crowned.

Willy Carter: And Tonight….The new nCw Champion, Trent Helms will put the title on the line against Sexy Jason, just one week removed from winning the championship.

Eric Hardy: Not only that…Steve Awesome and Joe Everyman is meet in action tonight, both men will be looking to get back into the Title Picture.

SEGMENT
TRENT HELMS
World Title Celebration? Maybe Not.

I’M A ROCKET MAN!

“Rocketman by Me First and The Gimme Gimmes begins to play, as the fans in North Carolina begin to cheer loudly, as Trent Helms wearing a Carolina Hurricanes Hockey Jersey comes out on the stage, and holds his arms outwards, with the nCw Championship over in his right hand, As several blasts of Pyro goes off as he begins to make his way down”

Willy Carter: I’m calling it now, Trent Helms won’t even walk out of the arena tonight with the nCw Championship.

Eric Hardy: That may be the case, but atleast he can say, he actually is nCw Champion.

Trent continues to walk down to the ring, when suddenly out of nowhere, Sexy Jason comes down and blasts Trent Helms in the back of the head with the nCw National Title, that he stole from Jackhammer.

Eric Hardy: What the hell is going on, This is supposed to be Trent’s title celebration.

Sexy Jason repeatedly begins to kick the new nCw Champion repeatly in the head, ruining his celebration before it can get off the ground, however Trent begins to shake the cob-webs out, and manages to block a few of the blows and Trips Jason up, who quickly gets back to his feet, as the two begin to exchange punches, when suddenly…Jason nails a Low Blow on Trent Helms, stopping the champion from being able to do anything.

Sexy Jason laughs, and is about to take the National and nCw World Championship to the back with him, when suddenly as soon as he picks up the belts and turns around, he is planted by a superkick by Steve Awesome.

Eric Hardy: What the hell is going on here?

Willy Carter: All Sexy Jason was trying to do, was give the two top titles in this promotion, a home, around his sexy waist.

Eric Hardy: I don’t think men are supposed to say that.

Awesome looks down and grabs the nCw World Championship and looks down at it, before Trent begins to get to his feet…Awesome yells something at Trent, as the General and his squad, are a little slow to get out here….Awesome continues yelling stuff at Trent and motions, Soon this belt will belong to him, He tosses the title on the ground and walks away as Trent picks up his title, still holding his groin area, with a confused and pissed off look on his face.

Eric Hardy: Well it looks like Trent’s celebration was ruined for tonight, and sadly, we have to get this messed cleaned up to get ready for out opening contest.

Willy Carter: With the returning Hamster about to get destroyed…haha…by Frostbyte…haha

Eric Hardy: You're a strange man, Willy Carter.

MATCH ONE
SINGLES MATCH
Jack Hammond vs. Frostbyte

"Is it me?! or is it COLD IN HERRRREEE!??!" Frostbyte's voice bellows out of the PA System. The entranceway then fills with turquoise light and dry as as the first few beat's of Avenged Sevenfold's 'Scream' roll in through the arena speakers at the highest of volumes.

Mere second's later as the beat drops and the thunderous lead riff kicks in, a shower of spark's matching in colour to the lights begins to rain over the main gate only to be walked right through by Frostbyte himself carrying his trademark blue baseball bat with 'in case of emergency' carved into the side.

Carving his way through the dry ice on the ramp he slowly makes his way passing fans with a few smiles and a few nods before rolling under the bottom rope and into the ring. He drops the bat, shakes his head at it and gives it a nudge out of the ring with his foot.

Eric Hardy:: “This kid has been impressive”

Willy Carter: “Did it just get colder in here?”

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

Then suddenly a drumline rips out through the PA, lights in the arena flashing, the Tron showing Jack as he stands, grinning confidently, occasionally strobing with his name in bold letters. A lairy British voice can be heard shouting out over it, the drums still crashing away. We put this festival on you b******s, with alot of love! We worked for one year for you pigs! And you want to break our walls down and destroy us?! Well you go to hell!

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

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

Eric Hardy::”And it’s Jack Hammond”

Willy Carter: “Been a while since we saw ol Jackie”

Hammond and Frostbyte start off in the center of the ring, they lock up, Frostbyte straight away hits a knee to Hammonds stomach doubling him over, he then his a hard forearm across Hammond’s back sending him to his knees, Frostbyte turns and runs to the ropes getting a head of steam, he times it so Hammond is getting to his feet and hits a devastating lariat. He goes for a quick cover, Hammond out at two. Frostbyte gets to his feet and stomps down on Hammonds upper body. Frostbyte looks to end it early by climbing the top rope, Hammond gets to his feet and frostbite leaps off going for a crossbody, Hammond leaps up and meets him midair with a dropkick

Eric Hardy::”Oh great timing from Hammond!”

Willy Carter::”But Frostbyte really went for him early on”

Hammond tries to collect his thoughts after the onslaught from Frostbite, he kicks Frostbyte in the stomach and hits a quick ddt, Hammond pins 1...2..kickouit from Frostbyte. Frostbyte tries to get to his feet, Hammond starts hitting stiff kicks to Frosty’s sides, he then hits a hard kick to Frostbytes chest, Frostbyte seems to fire up and tells Hammond to kick him again, Hammond does so, Frostbyte gets to his feet seemingly fired up, he tells Hammond to kick him again, Hammond hits a low kick to frostbytes thigh, frostbite then launches himself at Hammond with rights and lefts, he goes for another clothesline, Hammond ducks, they both run to the ropes, Hammond runs right into a devastating spear frostbite goes for the cover 1...2..kickout

Eric Hardy:: “Oh so close!”

Willy Carter:: “This match was almost over early”

Frostbyte gets to his feet and crouches in the corner, he runs out going for another spear, Hammond leapfrogs him, and turns around hitting a hard kick to the back of the head, frostbite stumbles around, Hammond runs up the turnbuckle and hits the “How Hard Can It Be?”(whisper in the wind), Hammond gets to his feet and calls for the “charger”(buzzsaw kick)

Eric Hardy:: “This could be over..”

Willy Carter:: “Possibly”

Hammond goes for it, Frostbyte ducks and goes for a roll up 1...2..Hammond kicks out and rolls from the ring not realising what the hell just happened. Frostbyte comes flying over the top rope hitting a sumersault plancha. Frostbyte pulls Hammond to his feet and pushes him headfirst into the ring steps. He then takes a breather and leans against the barricade. Hammond gets to his feet and rolls in the ring trying to shake it off

Willy Carter:: “Hammond’s head hit the steal hard”

Eric Hardy:: “But he’s still in this”

Frostbyte slides in and goes right back to work on Hammond with an elbow drop. He gets to his feet again pulling Hammond up, he pushes him into the corner and hits a few hard forearms. He goes for a right and Hammond ducks under it, he spins around and hits an enzugiri, frostbite goes down holding his head. Hammond climbs to the top rope and comes off with a shooting star press, he goes for the pin 1...2..frosty kicks out. Hammond looks frustrated, he climbs the top rope and waits, frosty gets up and

Hammond leaps off and hits the “top gear”(summersault double knee strike), he rolls away and gets to his feet, frostbite gets up and leans against the turnbuckle, Hammond runs in and hits the “mustang”(running double knee strike) he goes for the pin 1...2...3

Willy Carter: Impressive win against the youngster for Hammond.

Eric Hardy: Indeed it was, after coming back from his injury.

Willy Carter: He's starting off right where he left off, defeating everybody who stands in his way.

SEGMENT
JOHN ANTHONY
Calls out Ricky Johnson for his actions at Last Stand

{As Hammond and Frosty are leaving to the back, Amber Ashe is in the ring with a microphone, by her side is chad lights..}

Amber Ashe: Now coming to the ring former tag team champion the man they call The Machine. John Anthony. you hear Praise by Sevendust come over the sound system. John is wearing a black dress shirt and black dress slacks. He doesn't acknowledge the fans at all. Chad Lights is in the middle of the ring waiting for John to get here. John walks up the steps and steps through the ropes. He walks up to Chad and stands with his hands in his pockets.

Chad: Everyone welcome here tonight. How is everyone doing?

(you hear the crowd errupt.)

Chad: I am sure you all have seen the interview I did a few days ago with John. Now I am going to bring you the confrontation of John and Ricky. Two men that were tag team champions. I guess the whole world wants to know why Ricky walked out on this man right here John Anthony. John you want to say something before we bring Ricky out.

Anthony: He better not try anything. I want to know why he didn't want to be a champion anymore. I feel that he didn't put enough effort in this.

Chad: Thats your right to think that. Well its time. Everyone get ready for Ricky Johnson!!

(You hear Down by 311 come on the sound system. About a few moments into the song you see a midget version of Ricky Johnson come out. The little guy comes running to the ring and walks up the steps he walks under the bottome rope and walks right up to John. The crowd is laughing and so is John. The little Ricky pushes John and Chad hands the mic to John.)

Anthony: Ricky you finally decided to show your face. Why you do it?

RIcky: Do what?

Anthony: You forgot already?

Ricky: Forgot what?

Anthony: You cost us the tag titles!

Ricky: My bad dude. I was thinking about Roxi the whole time.

Anthony: So you admit to doing this on purpose.

Ricky: Yeah. I was just tired of carrying you on my back. As you can see you are much larger than me. I am just a little guy.

(Crowd begins to laugh at this.)

Anthony: You shouldn't have done it Ricky. We were a team. We had the gold and you let it slip away.

At that time you hear Until the End by Breaking Benjamin come on the sound system. The newest member to the NCW Brandon Lang comes running down the ring. He looks at the midget and spears him to the mat. John and Brandon shake hands.Brand is handed the mic and Chad just leaves the ring. Brandone begins to speak.

Brandon: Well it feels good to be here.

(You hear boo's come from the crowd. They are getting a lot of heat.)

Brandon: We don't care what you people like. We are here to get back the titles that this man cost my friend.

Anthony: Shut the hell up. All of you.

Anthony drops the mic and slaps on end of life and begins to choke out the midget Ricky Johnson after a few moments of the little guy not moving Anthony lets the hold go and Brandon and John begin to laugh as Brandon Grabs the arm of Anthony and raises it to the air, you hear the fans begin to boo even louder and you hear Praise by Sevendust come on and Anthony and Lang leave the ring.

MATCH TWO
SINGLES MATCH
Xavier Cross vs. The Burning

Sparks begin to fall across the stage, leaving the stage filled with brilliant bright colors. Behind the sparks, is a man, wearing a shirt, a wet towel draped over his head, a black shirt, his jeans, and boots all ready for action… Lupe Fiasco cuts in slowly…

Lemme put you on game (gunshot) Lemme put you on game

Behind the curtain slowly walks Xavier Cross. His head down, walking slowly, his foots stepping to the beat of the song. Some of the fans cheer, some who know him just stare at the man he has become. Some just sit quietly, but the room is a buzz. Making his way halfway down the ramp, Xavier rises his head, his old smirk fades around his lips, but slowly goes to straight lips, numb washing over his emotions. His hands reach for the towel, jerking it off his head, and throwing it into the crowd.

Don't you know that I run this place, And I've begun this race, Must I rerun this pace? I'm the reason its become this way and their love for it is the reason I have become this praised (lemme put you on game) They love my darkness, I make them heartless, and in return, the have become my martyrs, I've been in the poem of many a poet, And I reside in the art of many a artist (lemme put you on game) Some of your smartest have tried to artictulate my whole part in this but they're fruitless in their harvest the dro grows from my footsteps I'm the one that they follow, I am the one that they march with (lemme put you on game) Through the back alleys And the black markets, the Oval Offices, the crackhouses and apartments Through the mazes of the queens, the pages of the sages and the Chambers of The Kings (lemme put you on game) Through the veins-es of the fiends, A paper chaser's pager, Yo, I'm famous on the scene One of the oldest, most ancient-est of things Seak every single language on the planet, y'all mean? (lemme put you on game)

Sliding into the ring, he holds his arm up, as he stands, rotating all the way around looking at the crowd. He rises himself up on the turnbuckle, removing his shirt, and throwing it high into the crowd. He drops down to his feet, leaning into the corner, cracking his taped knuckles, waiting for the bell.

I am the American dream, The rape of Africa The undying machine, The overpriced medicine, The murderous regime, The tough guy's front, and the one behind the scenes (lemme put you on game) I am the blood of this city, It's gas, water, and electricity, I'm it's gym, and it's math, and it's history, The gunshots in the class and you can't pass if you're missin, G. I taught them better than that I taught them aim for the head And hope they never come back I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby, Hope he never comes back, I hope he's with your mother, with my hustlers high in my trap (lemme put you on game) I hope you die in his trash, I can't help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs I'm sure somebody find you tied up in this bag, Behind the hospital little baby, crack addicts had (lemme put you on game) Then maybe you can grow up and be a stripper, A welfare-receiving, prostitutin', gold digger, You can watch on TV, how they should properly depict you, The rivers should flow with liqour, Quench your thirst on my elixers, (lemme put you on game) I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor Ihe trusted misleader, The number one defender, And from a throne of their bones I rule, These fools are my fuel So I make them Cool (lemme put you on game) Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool, And feed 'em from the table that held the Corleone's food, If you die, tell them that you played my game I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name, 'Cause I'm the... (gunshot)

Willy Carter::”Here he is Xavier Cross, he came so close to being the number one contender for the X-Division title at Last Stand

Eric Hardy:: “Indeed he did, he’s very impressive and he is indeed touted for big things”

The opening of "With the Fire" by Fozzy blares over the PA system and the fans begin the cheer loudly. A spotlight shines on the stage with a glow as Philip Burns is being raised from a hidden hole in the stage. When he is fully raised the song picks up as he throws his hands in the air to pose for the audience in attendance. A camera zooms in on his face and he points to it and winks at the people at home. He walks to the ring and up the steps before getting in.

He walks to the center of the ring and poses in signature style, the fans on their feet. He throws his t-shirt to the crowd and waits in the corner.

Eric Hardy::”The Burning Philip Burns is an amazing athlete Willy”

Willy Carter::”You’re preaching to the converted man....”

Cross and Burns come out to the center of the ring, both men seem to have their own supporters. Burns puts his hand up and talks a little to Cross, the camera zooms in so we can hear “Hey Xavier..what did the five fingers say to the face?”. After a brief pause Cross shrugs, Burns slaps him across the face “SLAP!”. Burns starts laughing, Cross whipes his mouth and smirks before hitting a double leg take down on Burns, starting off in a brawl with vicious rights and lefts, Burns tries to cover up, the referee pulls Xavier off as Burns gets to the ropes and rolls out, the bell finally rings as Burns walks around the outside

Willy Carter::”I guess Xavier Cross isn’t a big fan of Dave Chappelle”

Eric Hardy::”I’d say he’s less of a fan of being slapped in the mouth”

Burns slides back in the ring and laughs to himself, they lock up, Burns slips behind Cross and hits a forearm to the middle of the back and another, he goes for a german suplex, Cross blocks it and hits a drop toe hold, he rolls over Burns’ body and locks in a fugiwara armbar, Burns rolls his body over getting Cross in a pinning predicament while he still holds the fugiwara 1...2..he kicks out and releases the hold, both men get to their feet, Burns hits a kick to Cross’ stomach and hits a snap suplex, he rolls the hips ala the late great Eddie Guererro and gets to his feet, he spins Cross’ arm and hooks it over his head hitting a belly to back suplex in the one motion, Burns gets to his feet looking cocky in a good way

Willy Carter::”How fluid is Philip Burns?”

Eric Hardy::”Amazing man truelly amazing...”

Burns goes on the attack straight away laying in knees to the back of Xavier Cross. Crawls away but Burns keeps stomping him down, Cross spins onto his stomach and quickly catches Burns’ leg, he kicks him off and gets to his feet, Burns goes for a clothesline, Cross ducks and goes for a standing side kick, Burns catches his leg and spins him around, Cross spins and hits the dragon whip, he goes for the pin 1...2..Burns kicks out. Cross gets to his feet and picks up Burns legs, he looks like he’s going for a Cloverleaf, Burns fights him off, he grabs Cross’ head and lays in a series of vicious headbutts.

Eric Hardy::”Burns used his own head as a battering ram to stop Cross’ onslaught!”

Willy Carter::”Ow.....”

Burns kicks Cross off and gets to his feet, Cross shakes off the headbutts and runs at Burns, he goes for a clothesline Burns ducks under and leaps up hitting a back cracker, Cross flips around holding his back in obvious pain. Burns smirks and locks in the “Emergin' Sea”. He starts hitting the headbuts as Cross reaches for the ropes deperatly, the crowd willing him on, Cross reaches out and just gets to the ropes. Burns releases the hold and gets pushed back by the referee, some blood trickles from the nose of Burns after hitting the headbutts

Willy Carter::”Blood BLOOOOOODDDDDD WE WANT BLOOOODDDD”

Eric Hardy::”Right....”

Burns comes at Cross, Cross gets to his feet and launches himself at Burns with rights and lefts, he whips Burns into the corner and runs in before hitting a backflip kick, Cross lands on his feet, he locks in the cobra clutch and then hits the “Cross over”(cobra clutch to STO combo) he pins 1...2..3 Winner-“The undying machine”Xavier Cross

Willy Carter:”The cross Over!”

Eric Hardy::”You ain’t getting up from that Burns!”

SEGMENT
ANGEL
A secret discussion with Kelly Fox, plus addressing Jack Manson and AJ Phoenix

( We fade in from commercial backstage. The office of Kelly Fox. Her door is just opening and Angel is walking out. )

Angel: See Ms. Fox, I knew we could come to an agreement if we just sat down and talked it over.

Kelly Fox: Angel, it was my pleasure, now you just have to deliver.

Angel: Oh, I will.

( Angel shuts the door and starts to head down the hall way to wards to entrance ramp. )

Angel: I'm sure nCw and the fans at home would like to know what I plan on doing about Jack Manson. Snap, freak out, kill him maybe? Well I don't want to ruin anything. I'm just going to say this Jack. You want to step up and be the man in Social Distortion. You want to lead them in the next phase of this war between us. Good. I like that your stepping out of Spike's shadow and taking some initiative. Unfortunately your stepping out of his shadow and right into my cross hairs. The Social Enemies aren't done. You took my title, but you forgot to take my life. And I promise you this Jack, you will have to end my life if you ever want to get on with yours. I am coming for you and you will pay for your sins...

( Angel stops in the hall way, maybe fifty yards from the ramp. )

Angel: As for my opponent tonight. AJ Phoenix. You represent Lethal Intent, a stable which is slowly falling apart. Jackhammer is all but gone, Dark Prophet is gone, and no one cares about Fate, and no amount of bondage video packages will change our minds. AJ your on the wrong side of this stable war. You have a bright future. You are strong and talented wrestler. You belong with people more like yourself. You belong with the Social Enemies AJ. This isn't exactly an offer to join us, I'm sure your "happy" where you are. What this is is a warning. Your fighting for all the right things but your doing it with all the wrong people. Tonight we will battle, and even though we have no real issues with one another outside of respect, we will give it our all. Everything we have will be put out there for the world to see as it should be and I truly believe that by the matches end we will both look at one another with a new found respect. But don't make the mistake after this match is over of continuing to war with the Social Enemies, we are an unstoppable force, Lethal Intent is just a passing fad.

( Angel walks off. We fade back out to the arena. )

MATCH THREE
SINGLES MATCH
AJ Phoenix vs. Angel

Willy Carter: OH MY GOD! Angel with the threats.

Eric Hardy: What were he and Kelly talking about?

Willy Carter: Who knows? This is insane.

Eric Hardy: Are you being sarcastic?

Willy Carter: A little.

Eric Hardy: We are about to be graced by two of the top X-Division wrestlers in all the world.

Willy Carter: Woo hoo... Spot monkey mania.

Eric Hardy: Just once I'd like to be partnered with someone who appreciated good wrestling as much as I did.

Willy Carter: Well as long as spot monkeys have a job that's not going to happen.

Eric Hardy: This match has allot riding on it. Angel, the former two time X-Division Champion, looking to pick himself up after a loss at Last Stand to Xavier Williams, looking to get back on track to wards his ultimate goal of being World Champion.

Willy Carter: *yawn*

Eric Hardy: AJ Phoenix a man who has been pretty unstoppable since his debut here. Went through Davey Ortega, Chris Mercury and Xavier Cross to earn himself a shot at Xavier Williams. Tonight he takes on the former champion. A win here for AJ could almost guarantee one next month. A win for Angel just proves who is on top of the X-Division, belt or no belt.

Willy Carter: Well... I'll care when they get out here.

ric Hardy: Your in luck.

The start of Mother f**ker of the year-Motley Crue comes over the PA, the lights dim down as strobe lights follow the first few seconds before the guitar riff explodes, then "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: This man looks impressive. Uh... Angel is wasting no time tonight.

Go Home and Die!

( A wall of fire erupts behind Angel as I’m Back by Dope takes over the arena and over shadows the thousands of fans cheering. Angel is heading down the ramp, behind him a burning cross replaces his entrance video as the song begins to pick up. Angel reaches the ring now and runs up the steps. He looks around the arena before grabbing the top rope and leaping up and onto the turn buckle. Angel throws his arms out in the “Jesus” pose again. The fans exploding with cheers. Angel jumps off the top rope and runs across the ring, he jumps up and lands on the second rope in the opposing corner, throwing his arms up in the air trying to get the fans to scream even louder. The music starts to fade out as Angel jumps down and heads to the center of the ring. )

Eric Hardy: They meet up right in the center of the ring, face to face, a little pushing going on.

Willy Carter: Ring the bell.

Eric Hardy: Angel just grabbed AJ by the face and pushed him. AJ rushes back with an elbow. The ref is separating them.

Willy Carter: Let them go at it.

Eric Hardy: Here we go, the ref has gotten them back in their own corners. He's calling for the bell and we're off.

Willy Carter: The Godly Spot Monkey runs at the Overzealous Spot Monkey, they lock up in the middle.

Eric Hardy: These two are trying to over power each other. I'm not sure who is the stronger, neither one seems to be.

( AJ goes for a knee but Angel grabs his leg and elbows AJ in the face, AJ stumbles back and Angel hits him hard with a clothes line. AJ goes down but he's quick to get up. AJ goes right at Angel again, Angel again looking for the elbow, AJ ducks down and goes behind him and nails two swift martial arts like kicks to Angel's back. )

Eric Hardy: The action is picking right up here.

Willy Carter: The one guy with the kicks is great.

Eric Hardy: AJ landing some hard knife edge chops and backing the former champion into the corner.

( AJ lands each chop followed by the illustrious "WOO!" of the crowd. AJ backs up. Angel is dazed for a second. AJ sprints and leaps for a hurricanranna, Angel holds on to AJ and slams him down hard with a power bomb. )

Eric Hardy: Just like at Picture Perfect when Angel launched Xavier Williams off the top of the DeathCage.

Willy Carter: So he's a little guy with Kevin Nash's move set, awesome.

Eric Hardy: Angel doesn't look like he's going to let up.

( Angel quickly pulls himself up to the second rope and jumps off with a leg drop right across AJ's throat. Angel gets up, half the crowd is behind him. Angel pulls AJ to his feet. AJ lands a few kicks to Angel's mid section. Angel releases his head. AJ steps back and drop kicks Angel in the throat. Angel flies back and falls through the ropes to the outside. )

Eric Hardy: These two are just going back and forth here.

Willy Carter: I'm going to get some pop corn.

Eric Hardy: WILL YOU STOP!

Willy Carter :I'm sorry I don't care. Personally I don't like either of these guys that much.

Eric Hardy: Are you serious? One week yo ulove Angel, now you hate him? And the same for AJ.

Willy Carter: I take it back I love it when he does this.

( Back in the ring AJ Phoenix comes off the ropes and flies through with a suicide dive to the outside crashing into Angel, the both of them flying into the guard rails. The fans begin an "NC DUB!" chant. AJ gets up and waves to the people. He goes to grab Angel, but Angel pulls him in with what look like an inside cradle, but ends with AJ going head first into the guard rails instead of onto his back and into a pin. Angel gets up. He stomps AJ hard on the chest. Some of the crowd boos this. Angel grabs the guard rails, uses them as leverage as he jumps up into the air then swings back down with both feet driving hard into AJ's chest. )

Eric Hardy: The athleticism by these two is amazing.

( The ref has begun his count but Angel decides to end it quickly as he rolls AJ back into the ring. Angel gets right back out. He grabs AJ's leg and drags him over to the ring post. Angel is setting up AJ so he can pull him crotch first into the post. Angel pulls back as hard as he can, AJ locks his legs then pulls Angel in face first into the post.Angel hits and goes down. The ref counts. )

1...2...3...4...

Eric Hardy: This match has been very exciting thus far. Both men just keep getting the advantage. Neither one can seem to stay on top for very long. But I hope this doesn't end with a count out.

5...6...

Eric Hardy: Angel is getting up, AJ is up.

7...

Eric Hardy: AJ is getting out of the ring and restarting the count. He doesn't want to win like that.

Willy Carter: A win is a win.

Eric Hardy: Not for AJ Phoenix it isn't.

1..2..

( AJ goes to whip Angel into the ring, but Angel reverses it and sends AJ into the post.AJ's head bounces off, Angel grabs it and slams it against the post again. )

3...4...5..

( Angel looks to the crowd, he pulls AJ away, then just Irish whips him right into the post again. When AJ falls back Angel grabs him with an inverted neck breaker. )

6...

Eric Hardy: Stop this Angel, get back in the ring.

illy Carter: That little prick is a mean one.

Eric Hardy: He's just trying to assert his dominance here in nCw.

( Angel throws AJ back under the ropes and follows him in. Angel pulls AJ up and leans him against the ropes. Angel runs back, bounces off the ropes, he comes flying at AJ, AJ jumps and catches him in a...)

Eric Hardy: SPEAR! AJ just speared the hell out of Angel.

Willy Carter: AJ is going right into a ground and pound position.

Eric Hardy: AJ is letting those fists fly. He must have been conserving his energy.

( AJ is on top of Angel. He lands ten consecutive punches then gets up and throws his arms up. The crowd again has a mixed reaction as half of them like AJ and the other half like Angel. AJ pulls Angel up and sends him into the corner. AJ runs in and grabs Angel with a flying head scissors. Angel is down. Angel is face down. AJ walks over and grabs his arms. AJ steps on his back and leans back pulling Angel in for a Bow and Arrow submission. )

Eric Hardy: This could be it. Angel could give up.

Willy Carter: I don't think so, he's a tough little SOB.

( AJ pulls back, Angel is in pain but he isn't screaming. After thirty seconds AJ gets frustrated and lets go. )

Eric Hardy: That could be a match costing mistake by AJ. He has Angel in the center of the ring.

Willy Carter: Time will tell.

( AJ looks like he's going to try an STF. Angel throws an elbow back and catches AJ in the face. AJ lets go. Angel gets up. He goes off the ropes and lands a flying knee in the face of AJ. AJ goes down. Angel pulls him right back up and snap mares him to the ground again. AJ sits up, Angel goes off the ropes and drop kicks AJ in the face. Angel pulls AJ to his feet. )

Eric Hardy: Angel like a bat out of hell.

Willy Carter: Starting to get good.

( Angel looks for an Irish Whip, AJ reverses, Angel runs into the corner, then springs boards out of the corner with the Wrath of God, nailing AJ perfectly in the had. Angel goes for the pin. ) 1..2..3!

Eric Hardy: NO! AJ KICKED OUT! HOLY GOD HE KICKED OUT!

Willy Carter :That was too close for AJ Phoenix.

Eric Hardy: Angel is going to have to pull out all the stops to beat AJ Phoenix.

( Angel pounds the mat then pulls AJ up. He sends him into the corner and runs in after him landing another knee to the face and looking to follow it up with a bull dog, but AJ holds onto Angel and throws him off. Angel lands face first on the mat. Angel gets right back up, AJ moves, Angel spears the ring post. AJ rolls Angel up for a pin. ) 1..2..3!!!

Eric Hardy: NO AGAIN! ANGEL JUST GOT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE!!! SAVED BY THE FOOT ON THE ROPE!

Willy Carter: A veteran move by Angel. AJ had this match, but Angel just knew where the ropes were.

Eric Hardy: This is getting close. AJ now looks frustrated. Angel is hurt from his run in with the post.

( AJ again goes for the STF and this time he locks it in. )

Eric Hardy: OH MY GOD! This could be it right here. Angel is hurt and he has no where to go.

Willy Carter: The ropes aren't that far away.

Eric Hardy: Will he reach them before it becomes too much?

Willy Carter: I don't know if I can keep watching this.

( Angel is a half a foot from the ropes. His face screams pain, but still he doesn't let out a sound. AJ is wrenching with everything he has. Angel is reaching out with his only free hand, struggling to get to the ropes. AJ will not let up. Any moment this match could end. )

Eric Hardy: This is it, this has to be it. AJ has Angel now.

( With what must be his last bit of strength Angel pushes off the mat with everything he has in his one free arm, then lunges forward just missing the ropes. The look of defeat in Angel's face is apparent. )

Eric Hardy: He's going to tap. AJ is seconds from beating perhaps the best wrestler in the entire X-Division.

( Angel's hand is in the air. It's shaking with pain. Angel is about to tap. He throws his hand down and one last time he tries to push off. AJ pulls back with every last little bit of strength he has. Angel pushes off the mat.... )

Eric Hardy: OH MY GOD!

Willy Carter: I DON'T BELIEVE IT!

Eric Hardy: Angel got the ropes. The ref is breaking the hold. AJ can't believe it, none of us can believe it.

Willy Carter: That was intense. I really though AJ had the match right there.

Eric Hardy: We all did. AJ is up, he is infuriated. Angel is just laying on the mat, out of energy.

Willy Carter: Strike AJ!

( AJ must have heard him because he rushes in for a pin. ) 1..2.. KICK OUT!

Eric Hardy: Angel is not out of this yet.

( AJ brings Angel up to his feet. Angel looks like he is going to fall over. AJ runs back and comes off the ropes. He is looking for a flying shoulder block. Angel falls over and AJ flies right over the top rope and out on to the floor. )

Eric Hardy: Angel just couldn't stay on his feet, and luckily it worked out for him as AJ went right to the outside.

( Angel is up and slowly he climbs the ropes in the corner. )

Eric Hardy: He must be crazy.

( Angel is on the top rope. )

Eric Hardy: He is out side of his mind.

( AJ is just getting to his feet. Angel flies off the top rope with a cross body block. AJ just barely able to catch Angel, but all his weight sends them both crashing to the floor. The fans go crazy. "NC DUB!" )

Eric Hardy: Angel is trying to kill himself.

Willy Carter: Least then Social Distortion won't have to worry about him.

( Angel is slow to his feet but he rolls AJ in. Angel pulls himself in and drops an arm across AJ's chest. ) 1..2.. KICK OUT

Eric Hardy: What do these two have left?

Willy Carter: They have got to be all out.

( Angel is slow to his feet, AJ follows. )

Eric Hardy: I'll tell you what, AJ has earned his nCw stripes tonight.

Willy Carter: He is a worthy competitor for the X-Division title.

Eric Hardy: More than worthy after all of this.

Willy Carter: The X-Division is definitely a stacked division of talent.

( Both men are to their feet. Angel throws a punch, AJ returns in kind. )

Eric Hardy: Their just going to brawl now.

( Angel throws another punch. AJ ducks it and tries to pull Angel in for the Sammeals Wish, but Angel manges to reverse it and get behind AJ nailing him with a Revelations back cracker. )

Eric Hardy: That was the Revelations.

Willy Carter: Here comes Heaven's Fury.

( Angel has made his way to the top rope. AJ is almost to his feet. Angel flies off with the Heaven's Fury Bull Dog, burying AJ's face in the mat. Angel rolls him over and pins. ) 1..2..3!!!!

Amber Ashe: YOUR WINNER!!!! SAVIOR X!!!! ANGEL!!!!!

( The crowd is going crazy with applause for these two men. )

Eric Hardy: An out standing, over the top match. Five stars in my book.

Willy Carter: I'll say this, if AJ doesn't win the X-Division title, he is definitely going to win a title.

Eric Hardy: Just an all around amazing match. Both men were just so even;y matched right up until the end.

( Angel helps AJ up. The two of them stare each other down. AJ extends his hand, Angel accepts it. The scene fades out on the two shaking hands. )

SEGMENT
ROB DIAMOND
Welcome “Lord Dominicus”?

( Somewhere dark. We see what appears to be a throne with a smaller throne next to it. As the camera draws in we see it's Rob Diamond in the bigger throne with his puppet Tex in the smaller one. Rob is wearing black pants, boots, shirt with an all black Legion of Doom style chest guard covered in spikes. Tex is dressed the same. Rob looks into the camera with what appears to be eye liner around his eyes making him look really evil. Rob starts to laugh coldly. )

Rob: nCw... What happened at Last Stand is only the beginning of my rebirth. I now know my true purpose and my true purpose is power, domination, and fear. All of those things will be mine and there is no one who can stop me. For you see I am the one and only Dark Lord of nCw and with Social Distortion backing me none of the other pitiful heroes will stand a chance.

( He laughs again. )

Rob: No longer are you dealing with the whiny, whimpering little brat that was Rob Diamond. No longer will you hear endless dribble about some long dead federation from my brother. From now on all you will hear are the screams of the fallen as they are driven before me like dogs. For I am Lord Dominicus and you will heed my words. You will bow, you will obey, and you will forever recognize me as your leader and your tormentor.

( Another voice is heard laughing, seemingly Tex. )

Lord Dominicus: All Hail Lord Dominicus. The Dark Lord of nCw. Any one who wishes to step up and face me, please do, I fear no one. Any stable, any hero, any champion, I will destroy you. Chris was the first step, nCw is the next. You think Social Distortion will die with Spike Kane's career? You think Jack, Xavier and I would just tuck tail and run? You have no idea what is coming your way. All Hail Social Distortion![color=red]

( The puppet and Lord Dominicus begin to laugh as the scene slowly fades out to commercial. )

SEGMENT
THE BROTHERS HOLLAND
Special Announcement

*After nCw comes back The arena falls dark, the titantron flickering with static but trying desperately to show something. A choir can be heard sounding for a moment before a gong sounds. The stage fills with smoke and through it steps a man. He pauses and raises his arms in the air as the choir and gongs continue. Everything goes silent for a moment before a voice echoes over the tron.*

"Together Again... Forever"

*He drops his arms and suddenly a burst of fireworks timed with both his arms and a sudden change in the music to the guitar and main theme for Blow Me Away by Breaking Benjamin. At the same time the lights all turned back on and through the fireworks has stepped Dave Holland, now standing beside the first man, now revealed as Milo Holland. He would have leapt as normal but he's still suffering from his match with Milo the week before. Milo looks a little worse for wear too. The tron is playing normally now, showing various impacts delivered by each man.

The brothers look at each other for a second and then nod as they each take a side of the ramp and greet the crowd on their way down to the ring. The lyrics sound out as they do so.*

They fall in line, One at a time, Ready to play
I can’t see them anyway
No time to lose, We’ve got to move, Steady your hand
I am losing sight again
Fire your guns, Its time to run, Blow me away
I will stay unless I may
After the fall, We’ll shake it off, Show me the way

*Milo and Dave both have reached the ring and dive in under the bottom rope. They each take a turnbuckle and hype up the crowd as the chorus plays, doing their best to hide the pain but this still isn't enough as they wince every time they reach just a little too high.*

Only the strongest will survive
Lead me to heaven when we die
I have a shadow on the wall
I’ll be the one to save us all

*They both jump down and meet in the middle of the ring. Dave raises a microphone to his mouth and his other hand as signal for quiet. The music fades but the crowd's noise gets no quieter. Dave's smile gets bigger the louder the crowd get, Milo even allows himself a slight smile as the crowd are going absolutely nuts. Eventually they go quiet and Dave begins talking.*

Dave: Ok... Last week you all saw me and Milo go hammer and tongs. You saw us tear each other completely apart... you saw us go to lengths few men ever go to against perfect strangers let alone closest family. You saw us go to hell and back... and now we stand before you. Are there grudges? No. Is there hate? No. The Brothers Holland, ladies and gentlemen.. are back together.

*Dave can't do anything about the situation as the crowd pop hugely. After a fair few minutes of solid cheering Dave continues speaking.*

Dave: So what is there to look forward to? Over the last year.. the very first year of nCw.. you saw usdominate almost every single tag match we have ever fought in. Even back when The Alliance of Violence beat us for our titles we were dominating them something fierce. You've seen us uphold the morals of the good, the just and the righteous... take the higher path.. the harder, less travelled path. We've fought in before you.. we've fought because of you and we've fought for you. And now... it's time to call it all to an end.

*There's a moment of confusion among the crowd*

Dave: Because while The Brothers Holland are back together as we always have been... we are retiring together. I've got a life outside of wrestling and as much as I love this place and these people, as much as I love each and every one of you out there who have cheered solidly for us not just for the last year.. but for the last 8 years. From the newcomers right at the back rows.... to you guys... our dearest compatriots.. you Die Hard Holland Fans right in the front row.. the same seats every week, no matter the city we're in. As much as I love you all I always said that I'd quit this circuit if I could just kick that which drives me on. And last week I discovered what that was. It was Conrad. I was always fighting because somewhere buried deep he still ahd some hold on me... still had his claws of violence dug in. And as I saw him dragged away to a fate I don't even know back in England... I felt his claws retract... I felt the urge fade away... and I felt.. free.

Milo: And anyone who knows anything about me knows what drove me was the eternal flame within me, burning, raging... now extinguished. Castor Holland is gone from me, he sacrificed himself to purge the darkness from me, something he couldn't do if Dave hadn't been there, tearing it apart in body while Castor tore it apart in mind and spirit. We are once again a family in mourning... and so neither of us can continue to compete.

Dave: But don't consider this goodbye. We might come back for an exhibition match every once in a while... a long while. But between those times you have other men to follow.. to cheer... to adore as you adored us. Men who we have had the great honour of wrestling beside. Men who we've had the privelege to wrestle against and there isn't a name in this whole company that I'm not proud to be associated with. We've wrestled across many federations with many management styles and many brand ideas but I have to say for myself and I reckon for Milo too... that we can't think of a single place we'd rather have had our final match. And with that... there's nothing mroe to say. Don't forget us... We won't forget you.. and what you did for us.. for 8 years.. 12 months a year, 4 and a bit weeks a month, 7 days a week 24 hours a day, 60 minutes an hour, 59 seconds a minutes with that extra second to get your breath back. nCw... our people... we thank you... but this is officially The Brothers Holland, retired.

Milo: Now let's go get drunk to celebrate!

*Dave looks at Milo who is soaking up the crowd's huge pop. He looks wat first with a look that's irritated at the ruining of an otherwise poigniant moment. He then shakes it off as his brother jokingly jabs him in the shoulder. He laughs for a moment and looks around at the people. The two acknowledge the crowd in their own ways. Dave with a raised hand, Milo with a fist. We cut to backstage as The Brothers see out their last moment in the ring as full time professional wrestlers.*

SEGMENT
LETHAL INTENT
A new member?

After The holland retirment we go backstage to find Chris Mercury reading a new edition of playboy, he turns the magazine upwards and nods with a goofy grin on his face, then out of nowhere a black shirt seems to fly out and hit him in the face

Mercury:: "What the fu-"

He pulls it off his head and reads it, he turns it around as we see it says "Lethal Intent" in red gothic writing. He turns his head to see AJ Phoenix smiling at him

AJ:: "Put that on and follow me..."

Mercury:: "But I really don't want t-"

AJ:: "I SAID PUT IT ON AND FOLLOW ME"

Mercury:: "Ok ok...jesus...lay off the caffeine...."

Mercury slips on and follows AJ as the scene fade

SEGMENT
JIMMY ZANE & THE BURNING
The welcome wagon

{After Collision comes back on the air we are taken backstage. We see the newest member of nCw Jimmy Zane in Kelly Fox's office. He stands up signs a piece of paper and shakes Kelly's hand.}

Jimmy Zane: Thanks for this opportunity Kelly, I won't let you down.

Kelly Fox: I'm sure you won't, welcome aboard.

{Zane smiles before heading out the door and walking down the hall with a big smile on his face. He is stopped by nCw's newest interviewer Jason Dunn on the way. Zane gives a big smile as he looks into the camera.}

Jason Dunn: So the former nCw:Classic and NMW World Champion Jimmy Zane has decided to grace the halls of nCw.... we're all so honored.....

Jimmy Zane: Yeah.. I realize you're being pretty sarcastic, but you're right Jimmy Zane is finally here in nCw.

Jason Dunn: What's the big deal? You're just a rookie now.... rookie.

{Jimmy Zane looks really annoyed.}

Jimmy Zane: Yeah I'm a rookie ... HERE, but that doesn't mean it won't stop me from tearing through this roster on my way to the top. I'm young, I'm fast, and I'm excited about being here. Kelly Fox has given me a chance and I will be taking advantage of it, I will be on the top of nCw..... mark my words.

{Before Dunn can ask another question a voice is heard coming from the distance.}

Voice: Is that so?

{The camera turns to see “The Burning” Phillip Burns standing against the wall with The News by his side. Burning is holding the back of his head in pain from his match and looks rather upset at Zane's words.}

The Burning: You know, I'm one of the original nCw wrestlers, and I still haven't been given the shot I deserve.... what makes you think that you'll be leap frogging me huh? You won't get a shot around here.... if I have anything to say about it.

Jimmy Zane: Oh.... how do you plan on stopping me?

{Burning and The News comes closer and are both on one side of Zane looking at his face. Burning raises a fist as if he's going to punch Jimmy and catches Zane's attention, but as soon as Zane turns The News kicks Jimmy in the back of the knee and sends him to one knee on the floor. Burning takes one of Zane's arms and pulls him up but then hits him with a Burn Notice right in the middle of the hall!!! While Zane is on the floor holding his forehead Burning gets in his face.}

The Burning: Look here Rookie..... I'm not about to let some punk like you steal some of my spotlight....... welcome to nCw b*tch.

Eric Hardy: That was disgusting.... what is Burning think he's doing here...

Willy Carter: Looks like he's tired of putting up with people like Zane, who come in and think they should rule the roost day one.

Eric Hardy: Still... was this really necessary?!

Willy Carter; Of course it was...

Eric Hardy: Whatever Willy.... we have a match up next, how about we just get to that.

Willy Carter: Sure thing man, you're the one harping on it, not I.

MATCH FOUR
SINGLES MATCH
Xavier Williams vs. JackHammer

JACKHAMMER DEFEATS XAVIER WILLIAMS

SEGMENT
DAVEY ORTEGA and LANCE RYAN
Explain their actions at Last Stand

{American Idiot by Green Day begins to play as the crowd isn't to sure what is going on. Surprisingly Mr. Preston comes out. He walks down the ring as the fans have mixed reactions to him. He gets into the ring via stairs and approaches Amber Ashe, he takes the mic from her hand.}

Mr. Preston: Miss Ashe, I am sorry to inform you that your services are not required for this part of the night. Mr. Ortega still finds you to be a mind numbing skank, and wishes for you to be out of this ring by the time he comes in.

*Amber leaves, reluctantly and very offended.*

Mr. Preston: Ladies and Gentleman, I am here tonight to announce the coming of one man. To be his Herald. Tonight I will give you the one person who has gained much controversy over the week. Tonight he has promised to answer all the questions, and give you reasons which non of you will comprehend. For you see, he is a far superior species of human. Far more intelligent then you, me, anyone. A Genius, An Emperor, the Prince of Las Vegas. Ladies and Gentleman, allow me the honor to introduce to you the Present and Future, Davey Ortega!!

{Forsaken by David Draiman fills the arena...but nothing.}

Eric Hardy: Well thats his music, so where is he?

Willy Carter: Haven't you ever heard of a fashionably late entrance?

*The music dies down, only to start back up again. Still nothing.*

Eric Hardy: I don't think he is going to show up.

Willy Carter: HA! He choked on his own segment!

*Mr. Preston is looking around the ring, nervously. He looks at the entrance way in one desperate glance hoping to seem some remnant of his friend. The music slowly fades out. All of a sudden Ladies and Gentleman by Saliva blasts out, and Davey Ortega soon emerges, though something is off.*

Willy Carter: All the dramatics just so he could use his old theme?

Eric Hardy: Wait a minute, why is he wearing a Spike Kane shirt?

{Indeed, Davey does have a shirt with a picture of Spike Kane on it. Davey stands in the middle of the walk way, and turns around to reveal the words ''I killed his career'' on the back. Davey turns back around and smiles as the crowd boos like they were at a Cher concert. Davey continues to walk down the walk way, and walks up the stairs. He stands on the apron for a moment, looking at the fans. He smiles again, then gets into the ring. Mr. Preston is clapping for him, and Davey walks up and takes his mic.}

Davey: Thank you Preston for that wondrous and awe inspiring introduction. My only regret is that it is tarnished, tarnished by the fact that these people had to hear it. You see, I didn't want to do this. When Kelly asked me to come out here and explain myself, my initial response was no. Why? Why should I have to explain myself? I mean, isn't it obvious? No, of course not. I overestimated the people who watch this, and the people who run this company. I decided, against my better judgment I might add, to come out here anyways. You all can have Lance Ryan to thank for that. So, while I am out here I am going to address three people. Spike Kane, Joe Everyman, and Trent Helms.

Though before any of that, I am going to answer the question that everyone is asking. Why did I interfere in the No Limits Ladder Match? Did you all not see it, did you all not witness it? My involvement in that match was predestined. Lance and I brain stormed over it, wanting to know when would be the best time to show the world that an unholy alliance has been born. We decided Last Stand. I couldn't wait, to be honest. I couldn't wait to screw everyone, to show everyone the acts of a desperate man. I did, I did something none of you thought possible, and many of you never thought of to begin with. nCw is about to enter a new era in it's life, an era where Icons and Egos coexist. I don't think you all get it, Last Stand was only the beginning. Lance Ryan and I are a team, we will now rule this company with an iron fist, and let me tell you it's about damn time. You see for many months now I have been in a low spot, and frankly I couldn't care less. I didn't have the drive, the motivation. I mean, why would I? I am the richest man in this arena, bar none. It was Lance, though..who talked some since into me. He told me of this plan, a plan where I could get some respect back. Let me tell you, I was interested. Now do you understand? Lance Ryan and Davey Ortega, a team. An alliance, two of the most dominating men that this company has ever seen...is now a dominating force.

I'm sure you have all noticed my shirt, my shirt speaks the truth. I am the one responsible for Spike Kane's retirement. Think about it, just think. Spike had it won, he had it. He was climbing up that ladder..until me. until I came down and pulled him off of it. Then..he just stared at me. Completely oblivious to what was going on behind him. CRACK! A steel chair by Lance. Spike, I want to know something. How does it feel? How does it feel putting your entire career in one match and then losing? Spike, this is what you call poetic justice. Do you remember a little pay per view called Mind Games? Oh yeah, that pay per view has already gone down in history thanks to you. To you and your treachery, your mutiny...your hostile takeover. I remember that all to well. Spike, on that day you cost me my title shot, my team, and my dignity. Then, one month latter you cost me my back! Did you think that would go unpunished? Did you think you could just screw me over and expect nothing in return? Spike, I took something away from you just like you did to me. I returned your treachery with one of my own. I think my betrayal of everything and everyone tops yours. Spike, thanks to me you will never...EVER fight in this ring again.

Eric Hardy: Remind me to never piss him off.

Willy Carter: Remind me to never call him a choke artist again.

Davey: Although, plans did not exactly go according to plan. One man failed to stay down, to quit. That man is Joe Everyman. Joe, you had no business coming back out to that ring. You were defeated, beaten. Hell it looked like you were broken in half. Though no, you just had to come back, you had to be stupid and believe in your own hype. You couldn't just be wheeled out of here on a stretcher, no. You had to make sure no one questioned your heart. Well Joe, no one will question your heart for sometime. Though, I will question something. Your brains. Your intellect. Joe I am going to make this very simple, you screwed up our plan, and now you simply have to answer for it. Though Joe, I am a man of forgiveness. I will give you one opportunity, and only one. Next week, right here in the middle of this ring. At the anniversary show...you will come out here, and look me in the eyes. You will then be given a choice. You can either apologize and beg for mercy, you can get down on your knees and kiss my feet. Or, you can be stupid and defy me. Joe, one of these is the right answers which will get you off light, the other is the answer to the question of Hell. The question? What do I need to do to get Davey Ortega motivated? Think about it, Joe.

Well, this brings me to the last man. To the one and only, to our new nCw Champion...Trent Helms. Trent congratulations, you have done something even I couldn't do. Oh I know, that must make you so happy. Live it up, enjoy it. You see Trent at Last Stand so many things have changed. Lance is no longer champion, me and Lance are now a team, Spike is gone, and you are the third nCw champion in almost a year. Now, Trent..you are no longer the hungry mid carder you were. You are now their oppressor. Trent, will you allow them the shots they want? It is now you, Trent Helms, that they want. Now you are alone, utterly. You know as well as I that Awesome, Ace, Manson, Holland, Angel, and everyone else wants their shot. Good luck. Though Trent, I saw your promo, your little segment you did. I find it, hilarious that you can't get me out of your mind. On how you had to rib me, goad me every chance you had. You see you think that I am now going to be after you, Trent that couldn't be further from the truth. Helms, honestly..I want nothing to do with you. You can open your mouth, flap your gums, stand on your soap box and preach. The fact of the matter is I will not fight you, nor will I be in the ring with you at all. It ends, Helms. No matter how much you think it might happen, it won't. Their will be no epic Helms versus Ortega title match. When you lose that title, then you can come and find me. Until then, you are not my concern.

*Davey looks to be finished with his explanation and the fans are booing him loudly when suddenly “Hate me Now” by Nas begins to play in the arena and the fans begin to boo even louder as if that is even possible. Lance Ryan walks out onto the front entranceway and holds his arms out to his sides and the lights in the arena begin to flicker. The lights go completely out and Lance begins to speak in the dark.*

Lance Ryan: It is so fantastic when a perfect plan comes to fruition isn’t it? Let me introduce you to the players. Introducing first, my beloved son whom I have known for his entire life, the man that is going to carry the Ryan family name on in this industry for so many years to come…he is known as the Son of a Legend but you can now call him the epitamy of perfection. Ladies and Gentlemen, say hello to the actor behind all of this, the boy that has become a man…JAMIE RYAN!

**Hate me Now plays again and a spotlight flashes to the entranceway where Lance is no longer standing. The light now shines on Lance’s son and the man that sold everyone down the river from the very beginning. Jamie starts to walk towards the ring and the lights again go out.**

Lance Ryan: And how could we ever forget the woman that has been under my covers now for eighteen plus years, the woman whose mind came up with all of this from the very beginning, waiting only for the perfect timing to collect on the hatred that it would bring. She is indeed the bitch behind my brawn, I speak of course of Jessy Rayne!

**The light again falls on the entranceway and we see the beautiful and equally diabolical Jessy Rayne step out to the entranceway. The light dims once more and then we hear Lance again.**

Lance Ryan: You heard it here first folks, you can all hate us, we really couldn’t give a damn, it is because you idiots are the stupidest and most gullible people to walk this earth that we pulled this all off under your very noses…say hello to Egos and Icons!

**The lights in the arena flash on now and we see Lance, Davey, Preston, Jamie and Jessy all in the ring and they take a bow for the fans who get even louder in their hatred and even start to throw some trash into the ring. Chants of “This is Bulls**t” start up and Lance takes the microphone to a top turnbuckle and looks into the crowd. He looks down at a man in the front row who has his coke cup in his hand and looks ready to pitch it**

Lance Ryan: Go ahead you fat piece of s**t, throw that cup at me. If you think you can hit me that is…tell you what…if you hit me, I’ll give you a free shot at me. How’s that sound?

**The man takes his cup and throws it hard at Lance and misses. Jamie catches the cup in mid air and then slides out of the ring and dumps the contents of the cup all over the man and his wife in the front row.**

Lance Ryan: Just as I thought, more brains than talent. Security, get this man out of my arena!

**Security comes out and indeed escorts the coke covered man from his seat.**

Lance Ryan: Do you people really think you can just throw things at the two greatest men in the history of this sport? Much less the first family of wrestling? You really are just as stupid as I think aren’t you? For eighteen years I have led you people to believe that I was a man that you could look up to. A role model for your children, an icon…and all of that fell apart for each and every one of you when Davey and I took the world by storm. I wish I could know how it felt inside when you all found out that your golden champion was nothing more than a liar, a betrayer and a backstabbing son of a bitch for the length of his career. How did it feel to know that you had been taken hook line and sinker in perhaps the greatest dupe in professional wrestling history. I bet it ripped your sick little hearts out.

**Lance jumps down from the apron now and stands center ring.**

Lance Ryan: No worries for me however. I am not here to talk about you peons, I am not even here to talk about the likes of Trent Helms who is now the champion for a company that I am about to tear down to the ground. Trent, take the title, I no longer need it. There is a saying for people like me…you reach a point where you no longer need a title to be over. You though, you need it because oitherwise people wouldn’t even know who the hell you are.

The man that I am here to talk about is the proud papa, a man that I have taken under my wing over his career and who likely feels raped of all of the trust that he had for me. That man is of course Bradley Kane. A man that I once called my brother…Brad…how did it feel when you found out that the past years of my life have been nothing but a fabrication? How did it feel to find out that big brother was f**king with you from the start? I hate kids. I hate the idea of the white picket fence family, I hate all of it. In fact, if you want another baby, I put Zell up for adoption today. I don’t want a baby…they are nothing more than a distraction.

But Brad, I have had some words of yours come back to me of late. I was told that you disowned me. I have been told that you have some harsh feelings toward me and that you and your diaper bag want to hunt me down and show me how each and every one of these fans feel…is that true Brad? Do you want to be an outlet for the people? Do these peons really mean all that much to you? Haven’t you learned what I have been trying to teach you for so long? These people don’t care about you. They don’t care if you are alive or dead, they don’t care what you do…and most of all they are so sick and tired of watching sex tapes and wal mart trips that you have with your wench of a wife and despicable disgusting family. Maybe it’s time for you to hang up the boots, chick flick watching, diaper changing daddies have no place in this business. Think about that. In the meantime, I have a question for you. Since you have so much to say about me, why don’t you bring the family down to the one year anniversary show, why don’t you pack up the diaper bag, break out the stroller, and find a wheelchair for that fat bitch wife of yours and come confront me face to face in the ring. We don’t have to fight if you don’t want to…I know you are a lover now, not a fighter…but come say what you have to say to me and we will maybe hash out our differences of opinion.

**Lance looks over at Davey and he lifts his mic up.**

Lance Ryan: nCw…this is the beginning of the end for you. Davey Ortega and Lance Ryan. When it comes to stopping the two of us there is nothing that any of you can do. The reality is that you have absolutely nothing…

Lance Ryan and Davey Ortega: And we have the brains, the brawn, the bitch…hell…we have it all!

Eric Hardy: Wow... I can't stand those two arrogant mother...

Willy Carter: Easy now Hardy, remember this is family entertainment.

Eric Hardy: Lets just take a commercial break before I end up saying saying I'll regret.

Willy Carter: Good idea.

MATCH FIVE
SINGLES MATCH
Joe Everyman vs. Steve Awesome

Eric Hardy: Well folks. I’m not sure how were going to top that last match but were going to have to try.

Willy Carter: How can you not know? We got Steve Awesome in the ring next and your wondering how were going to top that crap fest of a match?

Eric Hardy: Well Steve is looking to end Joe’s hype once and for all here tonight in the second of many more stable vs. stable match ups. Can Steve do it? Or will Joe prove to The Awesome One why he is the ultimate underdog?

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

Eric Hardy: He’s looking good tonight.

Willy Carter: Just wait.

“I just gotta bring it to there attention, that’s all.”

#1 by Nelly hit’s the P.A system and Steve Awesome steps out from behind the black curtain. He runs a palm through his hair, flashes that cocky smirk he does so well, and then points to himself. Then starts walking towards the ring as the verse plays, doing the bragging for him. Awesome climbs into the ring, steps in the middle of the ring and flexes as blue pyro rain down from the ceiling.

Eric Hardy: Well, Steve is just as cocky as ever. That’s for sure.

Willy Carter: You better watch what you say. Steve Awesome could be the next world champion.

Steve Awesome and Everyman begin circling the ring. Both men looking for an opening to shoot in with but neither man is allowing anything like that to happen. Joe looks like he is about to make a move but Awesome quickly switches to defense mode and Joe thinks twice. Awesome makes a move but Joe was ready and Awesome decides against it.

Eric Hardy: Both men looking for an upper hand here.

Willy Carter: There’s too much pressure on these guys. Out here fighting in the name of there group. Both men need to win and only one can. Heh, tough luck Joe.

Eric Hardy: Oh stop.

Finally, Awesome decides on the best way to go about it. He puts his hands in the air motioning for him and Joe to engage in a test of strength. Joe reluctantly obliges and locks hands with Steve, but of course the crafty Empire member simply shoves his knee into the gut of the two time National Champion.

Eric Hardy: Hey that looked a little low.

Willy Carter: Get your eyes checked, Hardly!

Joe hunches over and as soon as he does he gets met with a European uppercut that puts him down on the mat. Awesome extends his arms, toying with the crowd as he arrogantly steps on Joe’s back and to the other side. The crowd boo and Awesome just eats it up.

Awesome leans over the ropes to bad mouth a particular fan when Joe suddenly school boys Awesome. The crowd erupt in cheers and the ref goes to make the count.

1.…..2.…..kick out.

Joe motions to Steve that he was “this close” and Steve just flashes that smirk of his and nods his head as if to say “okay, you wanna play?” Steve stands up and meets up with Joe In the center of the ring. But The Awesome One gets met with a suplex. Then he gets dropped by an arm drag and then a standing dropkick. The crowd are cheering for Joe as Steve seems shocked that Joe did as much as he did.

Eric Hardy: Joe isn’t playing around Willy.

Willy Carter: Yeah I see that.

Awesome comes back for more but Joe catches him with a right hand. Another one and then a chop to the chest and then Joe grips Steve and leaps up nailing a standing tornado DDT. Joe makes the cover. 1...2.….kick out. Awesome is now shaking off cobwebs and Joe drags his opponent up to his feet. Awesome takes a groggy swing and Joe ducks it and he whips Steve to the ropes. Joe bends down and lifts Awesome with a back body drop.

BUT

Instead of landing on the mat, somehow Awesome is able to land on the second rope. Allowing his momentum to springboard him back towards Joe and landing in a cross body to the back of Joe. The move takes Joe down but before they even land Awesome manages to lock in his “Everybody’s Favorite Submission Hold” and he starts pulling with all his might. Joe screams out in pain and he has no choice but to tap out to the move.

The ref calls for the bell.

Eric Hardy: What the? It’s over?

Willy Carter: Just like that, the Innovator of Awesomeness pulls a new trick out of the bag and takes one from Everyman. Man that was an impressive reversal.

SEGMENT
KELLY FOX AND DAMIEN SPARKS
Addressing Adam Knite's Xtreme title, and Kelly's actions at Last Stand

{Immediately following the match we are taken backstage into the office of Kelly Fox again. This time Damien Sparks and Adam Knite are both there. Damien is standing up with his face red as Kelly looks down at the floor and Adam looks annoyed.}

Damien Sparks: Look, the fact of the matter is, that you are the CEO of nCw... meaning you do not get involved in matches.

Kelly Fox: For the last time, I was just making things right... the Competition Committee pressured me into suspending Adam, but when we all found out it was really Ace, you guys declined to “suspend somebody else”.... how is that fair?

Damien Sparks: How is you affecting the outcome of a pay per view match, a match people payed good money to see fair? Look....

Adam Knite: Would you just get on with it already, so what do you plan on doing? Stripping me of the title? Fine... here it is, I didn't want it to begin with, I just wanted to get Ace back.

Damien Sparks: No, the competition committee has come up with something far better..... since you won that title with some help.... we're going to make you prove to the fans that your earned it.

Adam Knite: Hmmm... no.... how about you just take the title....I'm not going to be jumping through any hoops for you, I only jump through hoops for Kelly.

Damien Sparks: See you don't have a choice in this matter, if you decline your contract will be terminated immediately and Kelly won't be able to stop it. To proove your worth, next week you will be taking on the World champion Trent Helms one on one.

Kelly Fox: WHAT!?

Adam Knite: He's my best friend, I can't wrestle him...

Damien Sparks: You're a multitime World Champion, he's the current nCw World Champion, it'll make for good TV on our anniversary show.... then the next week, and here's when it gets good.. you'll be put into a 4 on 1 handicap match agianst the top 4 contenders to the Xtreme title, whoever pins you, will get a shot at the belt at the next Pay per view.

Kelly Fox: That's crazy.....

Adam Knite: What if I win?

Damien Sparks: IF you can win.. you'll get the night off, with double pay, how does that sound?

Adam Knite: Sounds like you're a bastard you know that.

Damien Sparks: Flattery won't change the committees mind Mr. Knite... so if you don't mind, I have some business I need to take care of.

{Damien turns around and heads out the door as Adam and Kelly are left sitting there with their jaws opens.}

Eric Hardy: That is BS....

Willy Carter: Hey.. they cheated, now Adam has to jump through a few flaming hoops, do a little circus act for the fans. It's all good Hardy.

Eric Hardy: I think it's disgusting.... Lets just get to commercial before the World title match...

---{ MAIN EVENT }---
WORLD TITLE: SINGLES MATCH
Trent Helms(c) vs. Sexy Jason

Willy Carter: Welcome back fans.. and it's finally time for the biggest beating of the night.

Eric Hardy: Biggest beating?

Willy Carter: Yeah, you can't call what Trent is about to do to Sexy Jason a match.

Eric Hardy: Trent is a great wrestler Willy, but I think Jason can hold his own, if not pull this win out.

Willy Carter: I beg to differ.

I'm to sexy for my shirt.. Sexy Jason comes out from the curtain. He points to his abs. You can hear him saying I'm buff and I'm the stuff as he walks to the ring. He slides underneath the bottom rope. He goes to a turnbuckle stands on it and points to his abs and the crowds says Its not sexy unless Sexy Jason says so! He jumps off the turnbuckle and goes to a second turnbuckle, he stands on it points to his abs and the crowd says Its not sexy unless Trent says so! He jumps down and get ready for his match.

The Arena get's plunged into darkness, before several strobe lights, circle around the arena, as it's made to look like a UFO landing, a voice then echoes thru the arena. 1500 years ago, everyone knew that the Earth was the center of the universe. 500 years ago, everyone knew that the Earth was flat. 15 minutes ago, you knew that humans were alone on this planet...Imagine what you'll "know" tomorrow.

The Tron shows the planet earth on the screen as the arena is completely dark at this point. A Woman begins to scream as the Planet Earth is shown being blown up before Rocket Man by Me First and the Gimme Gimmes Begins to play.

Trent Helms quickly emerges from a thick layer of blue fog and flashing lights onto the Stage as he extends both him arms outwards

He finally makes his way towards the entrance way, and quickly drops to his knees, as he spreads his arms outwards again, as he arches back, as Fireworks repeatly go off behind him before he climbs back to his feet and heading to the ring.

Trent slides under the bottom rope and climbs to the second turnbuckle, as he once against extends him arms outward, as the blue and purple flashing lights surround him.

Eric Hardy: Well here we go Willy, it's time for that “beating” as you put it.

Willy Carter: Oh, it's going to be a good one.

As the match starts Jason walks across the ring, Trent rakes the eyes of the man. Then he backs the cheap shot up with a pair of right hands. Jason reels slightly. He throws another right but it is blocked by Jason who fires rights of his own pushing Trent back into the corner. Jason slams his head backwards into the turnbuckle. Trent falls but gets back to his feet quickly. Jason picks him up but Trent fires a flurry elbows into the midsection knocking the big man back. Trent then levels him with a clothesline that backs him up into the ropes. Trent drives knees into the midsection of Jason then whips him across the ring into the ropes and charges but Jason lifts his foot and stops him with a big boot.

Eric Hardy: What a move by Jason!

Wiley Carter: This match has been back and fourth right from the beginning.

Jason runs over and drops an elbow on the downed Trent. Jason sits on Trent and starts landing lefts and rights into the face of the stunned Trent. Trent grabs Jason with his legs and manages to flip out of it. Jason rolls out of it and on to his feet only to receive a Spinning Heel Kick from Trent. Jason falls back into the corner. Trent spears Jason into the corner. Jason crumbles to the floor. Trent picks up Jason and goes for a snap suplex. He gets him over and down. Jason back to his feet quickly as Trent gets to his feet slightly slower. Jason hits Trent with a cheap shot with a poke of the eyes. He picks Trent up and tries to squeeze the air out of him with a bear hug. Jason cinches it in as Trent leans back in pain.

Eric Hardy: Well it looks as if Jason is trying to take control here. He is definitely going for the advantage with this move.

Wiley Carter: This is a tactic by Jason to take away Trent’ energy.

Jason tightens his arms as the referee comes closer to see the state of Trent. The ref lifts Trents’ arm once and it falls. He lifts the arm again and it falls. He lifts the arm a third time, it falls all the way down but it begins to shake as it nears the bottom of it fall. The ref shakes it off. Jason runs Trent into the corner and nails him into the turnbuckle. Trent collapses into the corner and looks happy to be able to breathe as Jason picks him up off the mat. He hammers him down with DDT. He picks him up again and goes for a suplex but Trent blocks it and nails Jason with twisting DDT of his own!

Eric Hardy: Trent may be down but he isn’t out of here!

Wiley Carter: This match is NOT over.

Jason is to his feet first. Trent struggles to his feet as Jason runs over with a barrage of right hands. Jason picks him up and goes over the shoulder with a powerslam. He lifts the leg and goes for the pin. 1…2… kickout by Trent. Jason rolls off of him as Trent uses his arms to get back to his feet. Jason goes towards Trent who meets him square in the head with an elbow. Trent gets behind Jason and puts him in a chin lock. Trent tries to work him towards the ground but Issac won’t budge. Jason drives a few elbows to the gut of Trent and he gives up the hold but quickly hits Jason with a bulldog.

Eric Hardy: What a move by Trent to finally hurt the big man.

Trent steps across Jason. Trent picks up Jason and whips him through the ropes and Jason falls to the outside. Once again Jason is quick to his feet as he tries to regain his composure. Trent slips to the outside of the ring as the they lock up. Jason throws Trent into the ring. Trent hits the floor as Jason picks him up and rams his shoulder into the ring post as Trent screams. Jason goes to throw Trent into the ring post but Trent reverses and throws Issac into the post with a deafening thud. Jason collapses as Trent jumps up on the ring apron and lands a knee right down on the head of Jason. Trent picks up the wilted big man and smashes his head into the ring post. He splits Jason wide open

Eric Hardy: What a comeback by Trent. Jason’s head is split wide open and it appears as if Trent has the upper hand!

Wiley Carter: Well Trent took the opportunity that presented itself!

Trent picks up Jason and puts him on his shoulder again. He runs towards the ring post but Jason wraps his arm around Trent’s head. Trent runs his own head into the post. Both men collapse outside the ring. The ref begins the count. 1…2…3…4…5 Jason begins to try to get to his feet…6 Jason gets to his feet as Trent stirs. 7…8.. Jason slides back into the ring to break the count as Trent tries to fight to his feet. Jason lies on the mat with blood covering most of his face. Trent gets to his feet and slides onto the canvas. The ref begins the ten count again. 1…2…3…4…5 Jason grabs the bottom rope and begins to wrestle himself back to his feet …6 Jason grabs the second rope and gets his feet under him as the ref stops the count. Trent is stirring. He has not made it to his feet. Jason picks him up and drives him into the mat with a quick piledriver! Jason falls to his knees. Trent is out. Jason falls flat on his face.

Just then Ten Thousand Fists blares on the PA as JackHammer comes through the curtain holding a 30 foot chain in his hand. JackHammer steps over the top rope staring straight at Jason. The ref comes over and tries to stop JackHammer but JackHammer just nails the ref with a hard left. JackHammer then wraps the chain around his left fist while waiting for Jason to rise. Jason stands up and turns around only to be met with a hard left from JackHammer. Jason flops like a fish onto the mat. JackHammer mounts Jason and starts pounding him hard with the chain around his fist. JackHammer keeps pounding away as security runs in to try to break it up. JackHammer gets up and clotheslines the first two security. JackHammer then choke slammes the next one.

Eric Hardy:"JackHammer is going crazy here."

Wiley Carter:"Can you blame him for what Sexy Jason did."

JackHammer tosses the next one over the top rope as more comes down. JackHammer picks Jason up and wraps the chain around his neck. JackHammer then tosses Jason over the top rope still holding onto the chain. JackHammer starts choking Jason as security slides in trying to pry JackHammer from Jason.

Eric Hardy:"He's trying to kill him."

Wiley Carter:"Just goes to show you don't piss the Chi-Town Terror off."

Angel has grabbed the National title and got into the ring talking JackHammer into letting Jason go. Finally JackHammer lets go as Jason slumps to the ground a bloody mess with his face half blue. JackHammer takes the National title and him and Angel turn to head to the locker room, when suddenly out of nowhere, appears MacBane, wearing a Ganja Gangsta hoodie, and he throws a steel chair straight into the face of JackHammer!}

Eric Hardy: What in the hell is MacBane doing out here!?

Willy Carter: Looks like Sexy Jason has himself some backup.

Eric Hardy: This is getting out of control!

{Just as Hardy says that, The General and his security crew are again forced to run to the ring, this time for the last time as Collision goes off the air with a shot of the security members trying to pull MacBane off JackHammer and Trent looking confused and angry in the ring.}