{Trauma kicks off with the opening video and music playing, we are taken to ringside with Simon Daye and Jaymie Boone.}

Simon Daye: Welcome to the second ever edition of nCw's Saturday Night Trauma. I'm Simon Daye and this is my lovely partner, Jaymie Boone.

Jaymie Boone: I'm told we have a good show in store for you fans.... but honestly I don't know. So anyways, just watch and stuff.

Simon Daye: I couldn't have said it better myself.... well I could of... but I'm too lazy to, anyways lets get straight into things shall we? Our first match features Diablo and the man formerly known as Tony Buttafuoco.

Jaymie Boone: What is he having an identity crisis?

Simon Daye: I'm not sure exactly.

{Mike Honco (Formerly Buttafuoco is the first man out followed by Diablo.}

Simon Daye: Well here we go.

The two men lock up, TB gets the early advantage pushing Diablo into the corner, then hammer punches to the mid section. The two men are broken up by the ref, but TB takes a quick elbow shot at Diablo, knocking him down into the corner. Taunting a bit, TB makes his way over and begins to stomp onto the chest of Diablo. But at the last second, Diablo stops the boot strikes, grabbing TB’s boot, and turning him over into a single leg wrench.

Jaymie Boone: That looks kinda painful....

Simon Daye: You don't know the half of it.

Diablo is applying pressure, but TB is able to muscle his way out of then putting distance between himself and Diablo. Diablo is catching his breath, the strikes from earlier obviously took some effect on him as he holds his head. The two men start circling each other slowly as Diablo goes for a single leg take down, but TB scouts it jumping back then striking Diablo in the back of the head. Which seems to have disoriented Diablo, TB mocks a bit and then kicks Diablo directly in the stomach.

Jaymie Boone: Yawn.....

{Diablow shakes off the kick and tries for a hard lariat on Honcho but Mike ducks the move and runs under bouncing off the ropes. He comes back but takes a mule kick into the gut, Diablo turns around and tries to DDT Honco but can't get him down because Mike blocks the move. Diablo tries again but Honcho gives him a punch in the stomach and then flips him up and over, Honcho arches his back and the referee slides in 1.....2....3! Diablo throws a shoulder up but it's too late.}

Simon Daye: Honcho wins this match with a surprise pin!

Jaymie Boone: Impressive I guess.... if you like cheap wins.

Simon Daye: How is that cheap?

Jaymie Boone: I don't make the rules Simon.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Simon Daye: Welcome back fans, it's time for our next match and it should be a great one.

Jaymie Boone: If by great you mean a couple of rookies taking on a couple of never wases.... then yes... great.

Echoes of the Afterlife are already in the ring, looking down waiting for Pure Innovation to enter.

"Our Time is Now" by Story of the Year starts up on the sound system and the lights on the entrance way start to flicker.

"Today will be the day to start rising up and fighting back And from this moment on we will live our lives With open hearts and open eyes"

The curtain gets pulled back in a hurry as "The Strong Style Saviour" Jack Flint emerges onto the stage with "The Running Man" Blake Fields following closely behind. Some grey smoke floods across the stage as they stand there looking out.

"Just keep pushing forward We take control, we take control Keep fighting onward We take control, we take control Keep pushing forward We take control, we take control And we will never step down"

Before heading down the ramp, they take a moment to glare down towards the ring. Following that, they slowly walk down the aisle, only casting an occasional look towards the fans.

"We won't fall or hesitate and from this rotting life we disengage We strive to break away and stop wasting time on these insecurities"

Having reached the ring, Blake climbs onto the apron, as Jack slides into the ring. The two go to opposite ropes and look out at the fans as Flint flips a bird at the fans that boo, while Fields just brushes them off and goes to lean against the nearest corner.

"Just keep pushing forward We take control, we take control Keep fighting onward We take control, we take control Keep pushing forward We take control, we take control And we will never step down"

The two then stop leaning on the ropes and head towards the nearest corner as the music begins to die out.

Simon Daye: This match is ready to go Jaymie.

Jaymie Boone: Huh? Sorry I was just doing my nails.

Jack Flint and Matt Khane start the match off while Scott and Brent take their separate corners. The ref calls for the bell as Matt goes for an early advantage swinging but Jack ducks and hit’s a clean leg sweep followed by a running knee drop onto Matthew’s chest. Jack turns Matthew over and locks in a sleep hold, then turns it into a rear naked choke hold trying to force a tap out. Scott runs in and hit’s a quick kick to Jack’s head, followed by a stiff elbow to Brent knocking him off the apron.

Matthew gets the advantage over Jack now, hammering away with kicks as Scott and Brent trade punches on the outside. Matthew picks Jack up, and irish whips him into the corner, Matthew follows behind him, but Jack moves out of the way and hit’s a stiff side kick into Matthew’s midsection, followed by a snap DDT. Brent gets the advantage on the outside laying Scotty out with a Clothesline then quickly getting back to the apron letting Jack get a tag to a fresher man.

Simon Daye: Great thinking by Jack there.

Jaymie Boone; Not bad.

{Jack jumps into the ring as Matthew turns around. He kicks Kahne and lifts him into the air before hitting the Buzzsaw! Brent leaps off the apron onto Scotty as he tries to slide into the ring and Flint covers Kahne for the 1....2....3.}

Jaymie Boone: Pure innovation wins, nice match.

Simon Daye: Oh really?

Jaymie Boone: Sometimes I do catch a match or two.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Jaymie Boone: Are we back on yet?

Simon Daye: I believe so....

Jaymie Boone: So what is our next match?

Simon Daye: We get to see Xander take on NAZI in a handicap match.

Jaymie Boone: Oh this should be interesting....... well maybe not..... but my contract says I have to make comments occasionally.

{The match kicks off after both NAZI and Xander make their entrances. Xander gets the action started early as he manages to fight off both men with his brawling skills. However thanks to a chop block by Mimic, NAZI was able to get control of the match, keeping Xander grounded. However when Hexx went for his Brainbuster (The Headshrinker) Xander locked his legs and flipped Hexx over reversing the move. Mimic rushed in and tried to catch Xander off guard but it didn't work as Xander kicked Mimic in the stomach and then suplexed him onto of Hexx. Mimic got back up and Xander throws him over the top rope and when Hexx pushes himself to his feet Xander hit him with the Hatred, picking up the 1...2..3.}

Simon Daye: Great showing by the son of the legendary Gib here tonight.

Jaymie Boone: he managed to defeat two guys who have never won a match... yeah great job....

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Simon Daye: Welcome back to Trauma. As you can see there is a pole on top of the turnbuckle. Attached to that pole is a Steel Chair.

Jaymie Boone: Thus the name Steel Chair on a Pole Match

Grind surrounds the arena as the crowd erupts into a chorus of boos. Carl strolls out and stands at the top of the ramp and holds his arms up soaking up all the boos. A smirk appears on his face before making his way down to the ring, once he gets to the ring he slides under the bottom rope and makes his way to the nearest turnbuckle and stands on it and a smirk that exudes arrogance appears on his faces as he enjoys the chorus of boos. He then jumps down and starts posing to the crowd as the booing gets louder, they he stops posing and gets ready for action as his music fades out.

Simon Daye: Here is Carl Paralyzer. Last week on Trauma Carl took his opponent out quick. Can he do it again this week?

Jaymie Boone: Is his opponent wearing the Basketball shorts like last week?

The crowd is deathly silent as the beginning of Halloween 2007 by Tyler Bates hits. There are mixed reactions from the crowd, some cheers, some boos.

Jaymie Boone: There is that creepy music. Where is my boyfriend?

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

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

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

Simon Daye: Here is Carl Opponent. Mark Evil! This match could get ugly quick!

Jaymie Boone: The Evil guy looks taller

Simon Daye: He is and he has about 60lbs over Carl. To win this match must be by pin fall or submission

Jaymie Boone: Chair is a legal weapon

Simon Daye: That is why it is called Steel Chair on a pole match Jaymie

The ref signals for the bell. Carl looks at the chair. Mark Evil steps in front of Carl. Both men begin to circle each other. They lock up in the middle of the ring. Carl gets the advantage with an Arm Drag take down. Mark Evil is back to his feet. Both men lock up in the middle of the ring. Mark overpowers Carl and whips him into the ropes. Carl rebounds and ducks under a Clothesline attempt by Mark. Carl goes into the ropes and rebounds and is caught by a Big Back Body Drop. Carl holds onto his back. Mark helps Carl up and he picks him up and has him in a Hanging Vertical Suplex. Mark is walking around the ring showing off his strength. Finally he drops Carl on his back.

Simon Daye: The blood must have gone to Carl’s head. Mark had him upside down for a while

Jaymie Boone: That was some strength.

Carl is holding onto his back. Carl is getting to his feet. Mark Evil has his arms wrapped around Carl’s head. He lifts him up. Drops Carl with a brain buster Suplex. Carl is holding on to his head, Mark goes for the pin. Ref slides into position. 1….2….Kicked out by Carl. Mark gets to his feet; Mark is helping Carl to his. Carl slams his right shoulder into the midsection on Mark. Mark moves backward a couple of steps, Carl grabs Mark arm and send him into the ropes. Mark rebounds off the ropes and is caught with Flying Head scissor. Carl gets to his feet; Mark is slow getting to his.

Simon Daye: Both of these wrestlers showing what they are made of

Carl goes over to the ropes. As Mark is getting to his feet Carl Springboard Cross Body. Mark goes to the mat. Ref is making the count. 1….2…Kicked out by Mark Evil. Carl is to his feet. He grabs Mark by the head and brings him to his feet He whips Mark into the ropes, Mark rebounds and Carl goes for a Drop Kick but Mark holds onto the ropes. Carl head hits the mat. Mark goes over and Drop a Leg right across the throat of Carl. Carl is holding onto his throat. Mark is to his feet. He helps Carl to his. Carl is sent into the corner. Mark goes charging in and Spears Carl in the midsection. Carl goes to the mat holding onto his midsection. Mark picks Carl up and hoisted him onto the top ropes. Mark nails Carl with a couple shots to the side of the head. Mark climbs the ropes; He lifts Carl up and Superplex,

Simon Daye: Carl’s back was driven into the mat

Jaymie Boone: That had to hurt!

Mark Evil gets to his feet. The crowd is cheering for him. Carl is holding onto his back. Carl is crawling over to the corner that has the steel pole. Mark is standing over Carl. Mark bends over and picks Carl to hi feet. Carl kicks Mark in the midsection, then he European Upper cut that sends Mark to the corner. Carl brings Mark out of the corner and nails him with a Clothesline. Mark goes to the mat hard. Carl nails Standing Shooting Star Splash. Carl goes for the pin. Ref begins his count. 1….2….3 Kicked out by Mark Evil. Carl now gets to his feet. He begins kicking at Mark. Mark gets to his feet and is met with Pele Kick. Mark goes to the mat. Carl climbs the turnbuckle. He grabs for the steel chair. He almost had it.

Simon Daye: That: Pele kick took Mark Evil out of the match. Does he know what is in store?

Mark Evil is beginning to stir on the mat. Carl again reaches for the steel chair, this time he grabs it. He turns and stands on the top rope. Mark Evil is slowly making it to his feet. Carl has the chair above his head and he leaps and Mark nails a closed right fist to the midsection of Carl. Carl drops the chair and he is holding onto his stomach. Mark nails Carl with a Clothesline. Carl’s neck hits the mat. Mark grabs the steel chair. He slams it on the mat. The crowd is going wild! Carl is getting up slowly. Carl is to his knees. He sees Mark lifting the steel chair over his head. Carl nails Mark with a Low Blow. Mark drops the chair on the mat and doubles over on the mat. Carl picks up the chair and goes and places it on the top ropes in a corner. He goes back over to Mark and helps him to his feet. He nails Mark with a couple of European Uppercuts, which sends Mark reeling backwards. Carl grabs Mark by the head and slams his head into the steel chair, not once, not twice, but four times!

Simon Daye: I think Carl is trying to rearrange Mark Evil face

Mark Evil has blood flowing from his face. He backs away from the corner. Carl grabs Mark and nails The Paralyzation. Ref begins his count. 1….2….3!!!!

Simon Daye: Carl Paralyzer is on a winning streak. Two in a row on Trauma

Jaymie Boone: Let’s go to Commercial Break

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Simon Daye: Welco....

Jaymie Boone: Come back fans!.... HA! I beat you to it!

Simond Daye: Nice job... you're parents would be proud.

Jaymie Boone: Next is the big four way isn't it?

Simond Daye: It sure is, the winner of this match will be getting a pay per view match.

Jaymie Boone: Nice.

{The four way match isn't so much a four way as it is a display of Fate's talents. Nathan Webb, Joe Clash, Steve Marlay.... not one of them are able to keep up with Fate's wrestling skills. Fate dominates the match using his mix of flying moves and brawling and is able to handle all men, even when they try and triple team him. Fate hits the Fate's Whisper on a surprised Joe Clash who rolls out of the ring. Webb attacks Fate from behind as he gets up but is elbowed in the face and then hit with a spinning front kick that puts him to the mat. Finally Marlay tries his luck but Fate catches him with a hurricanrana followed by Moonsault di Destino, with Fate covering him for the 1....2....3.}

Simon Daye: What a display by Fate! This turned into almost a three on one handicap match but Fate was still able to control every second of this match.

Jaymie Boone: I've gotta say.... that was mildly impressive....

Simon Daye: It sure was.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Trade Yourself by Shinedown hits the PA system and the fans are on their feet in anticipation. As the song picks up smoke rises and finally the pyros are set off with one big bang as Adam Knite steps out onto the ramp with his arms outstretched. He walks to the ring soaking in the fans cheers before reaching the ring where he walks around and heads to the announce table. He takes a seat next to Simon Daye and shakes his hand.

Simon Daye: We want to welcome the Xtreme Champion, Adam Knite to this main event match on Trauma.

Xtreme Champion Adam Knite: Thank you Simon and it is great to be here and hello Jaymie.

Jaymie Boone: Blah!

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, he walks over towards the announce table and points down at Adam Knite and signals around his waste that he’s coming for Xtreme Title.

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)

Simon Daye: Looks like Xavier Cross is focused in on you Adam, are you hear to scout him out?

Xtreme Champion Adam Knite: Well, when you are as great as I am..who needs to scout? I am the greatest Xtreme Champion in nCw history!

Jaymie Boone: You are comparing yourself to Dr. Pepper?

"This Dark Day" by Twelve Stones hits the speakers, the lights flash in time with the drums, and as the song kicks in, Christian Kane walks out onto the rampway. He stands their soaking in the cheers and boos and poses, before sprinting to the ring, sliding into the ring and jumping to his feet. He climbs the turnbuckle arms extended as he shows off his physique. He looks back as Xavier is still looking towards Adam Knite. The music fades away as Christian walks up behind Xavier Cross and taps him on the shoulder. Cross ignores him and continues to motion towards Adam Knite. Christian is now very frustrated and spins Xavier Cross around and starts to feed a series of right hands into his face as the referee calls for the bell. Christian has Xavier Cross backed into the corner and then swings him out across the ring into the fair corner. XC hits the corner and comes out as Christian meets him with a super kick! Christian makes the cover as the referee begins to count! 1…2..KICK OUT BY CROSS!

Simon Daye: We do not need to take away from Christian Kane who is also a very worth opponent.

Xtreme Champion Adam Knite: Yeah, to a box of sweet-n-low!

Jaymie Boone: Christian Kane could easily beat you as well as anybody!

Xavier Cross staggers back up to his feet as Christian leaps up and delivers Head Scissors Takedown! Xavier pops back up to his feet as Christian is there and delivers a German suplex! Christian Kane stands up and walks over towards Adam and the announce table and signals that he should be the champion! Christian turns around and Xavier Cross spears him down in desperation! Both men are slow to get back to their feet as the referee checks on them both. Cross is up and leans on the ropes and comes off as Christian has his back and is up to his feet. He comes up behind Christian and delivers a Knee Drop Bulldog! Xavier continues the assault by lifting Christian Kane up and then dropping him down with a spinning headlock elbow drop! Xavier goes for a pin attempt! 1…2..CHRISTIAN KICKS OUT! Xavier picks up Christian and begins landing European uppercuts backing Christian into the ropes. He swings him across as Christian reverses it and catches Xavier with a spear of his own! Christian is staggering back up to his feet and looks to the crowd and gives a throat slash sign. Christian lifts Xavier back up to his feet and then lands the WARPED!

Xtreme Champion Adam Knite: Xavier Cross obviously isn’t as worthy as he says he is, this match is over guys. I may have wasted my time coming out here.

Christian stands up and motions to the crowd who give him a mixed reaction and then he raises the leg of Xavier Cross and begins to count with the referee. 1…2..3 NO! XAVIER CROSS KICKS OUT!!! Adam Knite has a stunned look on his face at the announce table as Christian Kane doesn’t know what happened.

Simon Daye: Looks like we have a little bit longer!

Christian picks Xavier up and is looking to deliver the System Shock! Xavier reverses it into a back body drop! Xavier lifts Christian up and towards the corner, THE END IS NEAR!!!!! Xavier makes the cover as the referee drops down to make the count! 1…2…3!!!! XAVIER CROSS DEFEATED CHRISTIAN KANE! Xavier’s music hits as the referee raises his hand in victory. Adam slams the headset down and slides into the ring behind Xavier. Xavier turns around and Adam offers Cross his hand for a shake. Xavier seems uneasy but accepts the hand..

Xtreme Champion Adam Knite: Congratulations Xavier Cross, I’ll see you at Battle Grounds!

Adam holds up the Xtreme title as the crowd gives him a huge cheer.!

Simon Daye: We are out of time folks, Xavier Cross defeats Christian Kane in tonight’s main event! Enjoy Collision tomorrow night and we will see you right back here on Trauma next week!

With that Trauma fades to black.