The show starts with a recap of Bad Chemisty as we see Icon making his return to SFT with the biggest bombshell return to hit SFT in half a decade. We see a recap of the whole night all who won and all the matches.
An old tune hits the speakers, the lights seem to dim every so slightly till its dark. The fans are getting louder and louder as the lights dim even more. Each time they dim, the crowd grows a decibel louder. Till its pitch black. The lights come up suddenly and we see Harold on the rampway with a black tshirt, on his fat belly is written Fix your shit, Assholes! He brings up his hands, flips everyone the fucking finger, everyone flips him back just as kindly laughing and cheering.
Harold: “Here we go now, here we go, here we go now, here go! Its crunch time ladies and gentlemen. Its time to get your shit done, time to man up. Too many people playing footsie, you know what I don’t want to hear the bullshit excuses. You’re with us or you’re not. If not, then you may find it much colder out there. Not that I give a shit. So Fix your shit motherfuckers (all through this you hear beeping all over his tirades) Lets get this show on the road. And for all those watching on the outside, listen up here, I may be the bringer of all that is wrong with SFT, but I rather have a broken SFT than a fixed piece of shit with no honor. I keep whats broken and I make it mine and I dont walk away, and I dont make excuses. Live with it, know it, fix it hah!
MATCH
NUMBER ONE
RW: Well here we go again John, another great BREAKDOWN!
JC: Your right Randy, we have a great show cooked up for you folks here tonight. Three titles are going to be defended here tonight, both the United States and World Title, not to mention the now long time vacant Tag-Team Titles, will be on the line when the returning ICON teams with Dave Van Dam, against the ever present Blood Money.
RW: My only question is why didn't Blood Money already hold the titles, why did they have to wait for The ICON to show up?
JC: No clue Randy, but first thing first tonight, triple threat action between the returning Reno Destiny, "The Lion" Lionel Kingston, and the man who already stands ready in the ring, RAY CROSS!
"I STAND ALOOOOONNNNEEEE!" The electric Guitar blasts over the PA and out through the curtain reno runs out in excitement he runs to each side of the stage and points out to the crowd and screams. He looks towards the ring and pats on his chest and begins to walk down. Before he hits the middle of the isle he bends down to tap the floor and spreads his arms out like an eagle and the pyro goes off. The crowd praises as he makes his way to the ring. He slides from the outside to the inside of the ring and heads towards the turnbuckle. He raises his arms as the camera flashes. Then he looks towards the entrance way while still on the ropes.
RW: And there he is another newly returned star, Reno DESTINY!
JC: Could a little ring rust have gotten in the gears of the former champion? Being out of that ring awhile can take its toll.
The Jumanji theme hits the PA as Lion walks out, bearing his chest and staring proudly into the horizon. As he walks down to the ring a loud Lion's roar is heard. His walk is staggered and timid, as if stalking prey. He then climbs onto the apron just by stepping onto it, he then steps over the ropes and into the ring. From there, he waits.
RW: There he is, the six-foot-ten, three-hundred-fifty-five pound menace from South Africa, Lionel Kingston.
JC: A bad bad man, but in the same breathe we both know how bad Ray and Reno can be.
RW: Very true John, very very true.
All three men stand in the ring in almost a triangle like formation as the bell rings, quickly both Ray and Reno close in on Lionel taking shots at the ribs and gut of the much larger man, knocking him back towards the ropes, but Lionel is quick to mount an offense back onto the two men, shoving Reno to the ground, and tossing Ray Cross into the nearest corner, unleashing a flurry of punches to Cross. Lionel takes a few steps out of the corner, spins around and lands a hard lariat across the throat of Cross, knocking him to the ground. As Lionel backs out of the corner once again he is met at the back of the knee with Reno's forearm, knocking him foreward into the turnbuckle.
RW: Compromising position for Cross' head.
JC: Reno looks like he has a plan though.
Grabbing the legs of Ray, Reno pulls him out a couple inches and then falls back, launching the top of Cross' head into the groin of the giant Kingston. The crowd roars in both laughter and applause for Reno, who is quick to pick up Cross and drop him hard on the back of his head with a german suplex, Destiny then goes for the pin.
1...
2..Kickout!!!
JC: Cross won't give up that easy, not in this life or the next.
RW: Better watch out for Kingston.
Reno gets back to his feet only to be met by a clubbing blow to the shoulders from Kingston, who then grabs the former champion and slams him hard to the mat with an exploder suplex, followed up by a quick snap suplex.
JC: Great agility shown by the big man.
RW: Pin attempt...!
1...
Kickout...!
JC: That's a former world champ there Lion, don't think you can just snap suplex a victory out of him.
Picking Reno back up to his feet Lionel decides enough is enough and picks the smaller man up high above his head, walks around the ring for a moment, and then sends Reno out hard to the floor with a gorilla press slam. Roaring to the crowd "The Lion" turns around and is met with a solid drop kick to the shin, taking him down to a knee. Cross, the man who delivered the dropkick, returns to his feet, hits the ropes, and delivers another wicked dropkick, but this time directly to the sternum of "The Lion", taking the big man reeling back against the ropes. Once again Ray Cross hits the opposite ropes and returns but this time collides into "The Lion" with a rolling senton.
RW: Ray Cross, showing he wants it here tonight.
JC: What else can you do when your left alone in the ring with a South African monster?
RW: Fight your ass off I guess, is the only option.
Reno Destiny stills lies outside the ring in pain, as "The Lion" holds his ribs near the bottom rope as Cross stands above him, examining both of his opponents closely, turning to Reno, Ray leaves the ring, and jumps off the apron, delivering a elbow to the chest of Reno, knocking the wind out of him.
JC: "Cactus" Cross...?
RW: No copyright infringment John, settle.
Standing back up to his feet Cross shakes his elbow off as if trying to ignore the pain, before shouting out to the crowd his superiority, at the point "The Lion" is rising back to his feet, holdind his chest tight the ref decides to check on the condition of Kingston, but as the ref becomes distracted and Cross remains looking at the crowd a man in a black hooded sweatshirt pushes a few fans out of the way and hits Cross hard directly in the head with his chair he had previously been sitting in, laying Cross flat on his back, bleeding, outside the ring.
RW: Oh My GOD! A fan just demolished a chair across the head of Ray Cross, and the ref is none the wiser!
JC: Ray Cross, is out folks.
Slowly getting back to his feet Reno Destiny spies the knocked out Cross, hoists him up and begins to slide him into the ring, but as Reno gets on the apron of the ring he is met with a knee to the gut from Lionel Kingston, and then sent hard into the turnbuckle post, sending him flying off the apron to the floor below. And with Ray Cross in the ring, already unconcious and bleeding "The Lion" is quick to respond with "The Ravaging" for a finishing touch.
JC: The Ravaging, this has to be over for Cross...
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3...!
RW: And there you have it folks, your winner, Lionel Kingston, with an assist, from some fan.
JC: Who is hopping the railing as we speak.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: The Lion via Pinfall!!! Sure enough, the man is over the railing and in the ring before much can be done. Dawning a black hooded sweatshirt and baggy black jeans the man then reaches down and pulls off the sweatshirt revealing a Hardcore Title belt around his waist and kendo stick tightly shoved in the leg of his jeans.JC: It's Dameon, the man who Ray Cross called out on taking the "easy road" to the top, which I think Dameon takes a bit of offense to. RW: Considering Dameon was the man who said he would fight his way all the way to the top if he had to, then I'm sure that angry devilish man would have taken offense to it. Unclamping his title belt and pulling the kendo stick from the leg of his pants Dameon points the stick at ex-opponent Lionel Kingston, who has already begun to make his way from the ring, looking back down at Cross, Dameon begins to shake his head back and forth, with not much more Dameon releases four blows across the chest and ribs of Ray Cross, looking out near the announcers table Dameon then ask's for a microphone, which is quickly supplied to him. Dameon: Ray Cross, the man with "a cross to bear", do you know what happened the last time I was put around a "cross" Mr. Cross? I crucified a man! That man being Johnathon Templeton... JC: He's right Randy, he did. RW: And that was one of the most disgusting things I think I have seen John. Dameon: Ya know, I know you mentioned not being the most intelligent man out there, so I won't even bother explaining myself to you Raymond... I will just show you what I mean, when I say, I AM A REVOLUTIONARY IN THE ART OF PAIN! Dropping the microphone and kendo stick Dameon, slides out of the ring, lifting up the apron and searching for a moment he then pops out with a length of barbed-wire in his hand all curled up, moving towards the announcers table Dameon lays the chaotic knot of barbed-wire across the table. Glancing out towards the crowd for a moment Dameon begins to laugh as he makes his way back to the ring. JC: What is he thinking Randy? RW: I don't know John, but I have a feeling we need to move, like now. Retrieving Ray Cross from the center of the ring Dameon moves him out to the apron, gives him a kick to the guy, hoists him high above his head, and leaping off the apron drives Cross hard through the barbed-wire covered announcers table with his signature "Krosstika" crucifix bomb. Leaving the freshly defeated man, limp and bleeding in a pile of broken wood and mangled metal. Throwing his hands in the air Dameon demands the ref to hand him his title and kendo stick before once again leaping the guardrail and making his way through the crowd as "Revolution Begins" plays through the loud speakers.
MATCH
NUMBER TWO
RW: We are going to get underway with this US Championship match!
As the first heavy guitar strains of Korn's Coming Undone fill the arena, A slight pause then Z saunters out smirking in mild amusement, ignoring the crowd's equal parts cheers and jeers. He slowly enters the ring and awaits his opponent.
JC: Z with the absence of Waylander today. Facing old friend of his current champion, the Dark Wolf.
The guitar intro to Plowed by Sponge begins as the arena stands on its feet. Fans with their signs peer to get a glimpse of US Champion, The Dark Wolf. Then the Drum beat picks up The lights dim and as the vocals start The Dark Wolf swiftly lunges out from backstage to a roar from the crowd. He stands there somewhat transformed by who he was and who is meant to be.
As the arena welcomes him, his focus changes from his re-found fans. To the ring. A smirk runs sidelong on his face as he charges the ring and circles the ring once. Then leaping he pivots turning and sliding his knee on the apron and looks over the crowd once more. He undoes his belt, and he nods his head, and goes into the ring through the ropes to the far side of the ring. The Dark Wolf climbs the corner turnbuckle and poses as the arena lights up with the flash of cameras that is like a free entrance lightshow. He then drops to the ring as the lights come back up. He hands the belt to the ref still looking at his opponent.
The two look each other over in the ring as the fans start to clap in unison. CLAP… CLAP… CLAP… CLAP… CLAP… CLAP… CLAP… CLAP… CLAP… CLAP… CLAP… CLAP… they start going faster then stamping their feet when the ref after checking the two steps back and calls for the bell. The crowd comes to a roar as if unleashing two caged beasts they move in a circle in the ring each studying the other.
JC: these two are like totally different brands of wrestling. Z the big hard hitting monster. And Wolf that fast on his feet quick thinker.
RW: Wolf will want to keep the pace going in this match and try to wear out Grizzly Z and all Z will need to do is get his hands on wolf. I give the edge to Grizzly Z in this match.
The two go to lock up and Dark wolf ducks the lock up and grabs a waist lock and pulls to take Z down. Z swings his arm back to try to catch wolf in the head wolf ducks and lets go. Z with a clothesline and Wolf ducks and attempts a standing dropkick. Z with both hands shoves wolf aside mid air and Wolf rolls out of the ring.
RW: there is the experience of Wolf kicking in. he was too close and vulnerable the best safest way to maintain freedom was roll out of the ring.
JC: you hear the fans taunting wolf now for what they think is an act of cowardice.
The ref pulls Grizzly Z back from the ropes as Dark Wolf climbs back in slowly.
JC: I think Wolf now realizes the position he is in. Terminal illness or not, Z is still one scary tough individual.
RW: Here we go. And wolf with a dumb move here..
The two lock up and with ease Grizzly Z backs Wolf into the corner turn buckle. The ref starts to count for a break. 1 …. 2 …. 3 …. Z with one arm moves the ref aside and beal tosses Dark Wolf over halfway across the ring and Wolf tumbles to the corner and slowly gets to his feet. Z however quickly following. Wolf quickly to his feet dripkicks Z in the legs and Z drops to one knee. And Dark Wolf with a huge head butt to Z Both men are rocked with that.
JC: Ok I admit they are both hard headed.
RW: A head but of that calibur has to take its toll on both men.
Z back up to his feet but wolf off the ropes already with a flying double axe handle and Z goes down. But only for a few seconds. Wolf looks back over his shoulder as Z is getting to his feet Wolf off the ropes again comeing fast as Z just grabs him by the neck and stands in one motion a huge choke slam.
RW: And that’s how it works the faster guy may have speed but it takes a lot and the big guy only has to wait to get that one move off and its all downhill.
JC: Ladies and gentlemen keep in mind the United States title is on the line right now in this match. Z has to pin wolf in order to win the belt.
A cover 1 …… 2 …… kickout. Z grabs wolf by he hair and backs him into the corner turnbucker and slingshots him hard into the opposite corner and comes charging in fast and jumps with a knee raised. His body colliding with the added incentive of a knee to the gut. Wolf drops to his ass in the corner and is trying to hold on. His hands on the middle ropes. Z grabs Wolf by the feet and pulls hard Wolf goes up in the air and crashes back down to the mat. Z picks up wolf by the hair and shoots him off the ropes and lifts his boot up and it collides like a train wreck with the face of Dark Wolf. Z goes for the cover… one….. Two ……. Thre, No the ref catches a foot on the bottom rope. Z gets up and grabs Wolf. He shoots wolf off of the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Wolf ducks and comes off the ropes with a cross body block. But Z catches him.
RW: That’s not good for the first time title defender.
JC: And Z hoists wolf his shoulder, this cannot be good Randy.
Wolf on Grizzly’s Shoulder walks to the corner and sets up for a huge power slam but Wolf shoves himself off Z and Z chest first into the turnbuckle. Z turns around to come after worl who catches him with a drop toe hold and Z goes down face first. Wolf floats over and slaps on a headlock.
RW: Just some fun facts. Dark Wolf joined Stike Wrestling in its last year before becoming Strike Towers. Grizzly Z has never been given a one on one world title shot. Yet has beaten every former world champion he has ever wrestled.
JC: I don’t know about those facts.
RW: I’m pretty sure they are true.
JC: Well Z has beaten Nirvana on multiple occasions, and has also beaten Aidan Morag and Ray Cross. But tonight he faces another Former World Champion in The Dark Wolf. IF your facts are true then this will be just another notch in his belt.
RW: He also faces god in a life or death match.
JC: That was very not cool.
RW: What?
Wolf still holding on that headlock as Z slowly gets to his knees but Wolf lets go and heads to the corner and waits for Z to get back up. Z slowly to t other corner uses the ropes to get himself up to is feet when wolf charges. Z playing possum sidesteps a spear as Wolf through he ropes hard and his shoulder ringing hard against the steel turnbuckle post.
JC: Oh god did you hear that?
RW: That’s wolfs bad shoulder that took him out of wrestling two years ago.
JC: A well scouted Z waiting for the right opportunity.
Z pulls him out of the corner and hoists him back up to his shoulder in power slam position again. Then drops him bad shoulder first into his knee with shoulder breaker and Wolf yells out in pain.
Z with a cover, one…… two……… thr Wolf fast grabs the bottom rope next to him with his good arm. Z with no hesitation picks wolf up and nails him with a snap suplex. Then picks him up and does it again. Then once more picks him up and a stalling suplex then instead of falling back lets go and drops him down over his knee on that shoulder again.
A cover.. one…… two……. Thre shoulder up.
RW: Z doesn’t even seem to be phased by wolf kicking out.
JC: they do know each other rather well.
Z shoves wolfs head between his legs and lifts him up and powerbombs him in the middle of the ring.
JC: That’s it cover and its done. Wolf isn’t even moving.
Z doesn’t even look at wolf and heads to the corner turnbuckle and starts heading to the top.
RW: This is the sickest move I have seen in a long time. Anything with a man of that size going up to cannot be good.
Grizzly Z to the top rope as the audience goes silent and gets their cameras ready and he jumps in theair but wolf grabs the ref and pulls the ref in the way and jumps out of the way as the ref gets knocked unconsious. The Dark Wolf rolling out of the ring and grabs a steel chair.
RW: This cannot be good.
JC: No, this is going to be great!
Z slowly getting to his feet notices the ref down as Wolf stands behind him with the chair held way back as the fans start booing him. He steps back and turns and tosses the chair out of the ring Z looks up and grabs wolf with the maul and hits it hard and covers ...... ....... ........ No ref. But one finally starts running down Z looks over at the unconscious ref and tries getting him up when the other one slides intot he ring. Wolf slowly getting to his feet with his back turned. Z grabs for a belly to back suplex but wolf reaches over his shoulder grabbing the head of Z and flips backwards behind Z and Drops him with Midnight, and covers one ....... two......... three......... The ref calls for the bell as The Dark Wolf quickly slips out of the ring holding his shoulder.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Dark Wolf via Pinfall!!! MATCH
NUMBER THREE
Last Resort by Papa Roach hits as ICON and DVD make their way to the ring with a huge pop. ICON is loving the spotlight and god knows how long its been since he’s been around.
RW: If I were a woman this might bring a tear to my face.
They get in and wait, Du Hast by Rammstein hits as Blood Money is met mostly by boos. Twilight doesn’t seem to notice them while TK plays it to the crowd, stopping to sign an autograph but as he does, he just throws the pen away and laughs at the fan who had asked for it.
The bell rings and Twilight starts it off with a spinning heel kick on DVD, Icon and TK take their corners. Icon with a leg sweep but Twilight kicks him in the face as he was getting up. Twilight with a shining wizard kick as Icon tags in DVD. DVD with a strong clothesline followed by a knee drop.
JC: Twilight keeps getting beat up week in and week out, how hes managed to keep his head up is beyond me.
Twilight is thrown into the corner and TK tags himself in, saving Twilight. DVD with a lay down DDT, he covers but Twilight goes in and makes the save at the two count.
RW: Twilight just saved this match for Blood Money.
DVD with lariat on Twilight sending him out of the ring. DVD tags in Icon who flies off the freaking ropes with a top rope headbutt which just looked sic as hell.
JC: sic transit gloria mundi
RW: What does that mean?
JC: thus passes the glory of the world
RW: That’s beautiful, I didn’t know you spoke latin.
Icon tags in DVD, who picks up TK and clutches him into his Legendary Mark, Icon flies off the ropes again with a leg drop as hes on DVD’s shoulders and it almost breaks TK in half as half the arena has to look away cause it hurt that freaking much just to watch.
Icon covers TK as the ref counts 1………….2……………..3!
JC: We have new tag team champions!
RW: And what a way to win, just decimated Blood Money.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: DVD and ICON via Pinfall!!! As Dave Van Dam and The ICON make their way back up the ramp with their newly gained tag titles in hand their music cuts out to only be changed to "Revolution Begins" as "The Beast" Dameon steps out from behind the curtains with Hardcore title around his waist and kendo stick in hand he begins to walk down to the ring, paying no attention to either of the new champions Dameon plows past them in a "B-line" manor.RW: Dameon, once again out here, but this time it looks like he has something on his mind. JC: Or he just feels like pumbling Blood Money like he used to. RW: They better hope he still doesn't have that stapler. "The Beast" gets to ringside and without a word makes his way over near the already once destroyed announcers table, which has politely been replaced, grabbing a microphone and sliding his way into the ring under the bottom rope. Then standing up in the middle of the ring Dameon looks down towards the two Blood Money members. Dameon: You two need to get the hell out of MY RING before I give you both a beating that would make you ask for a chainsaw enema...! RW: Well if that wasn't a violent as hell threat. JC: Something like that Randy, but lets just shut up till he is done shall we? RW: Gladly... Now I'm scared of chainsaws. Poking at both members of the defeated Blood Money, Dameon slowly scoots the men out of the ring and turns to the crowd, looking around he begins to laugh as he paces in the ring, breathing heavily into the mic. Turning to the crowd and throwing his hands in the air Dameon exclaims. Dameon: Well well well, how are all you idiots tonight...?!? The crowd reacts in a very negative way, booing at the new hardcore champ. And with not much more than a laugh Dameon continues. Dameon: You see folks, tonight I have a match, a match more important to me well, since any match I have had to date. That match is for the world title, plain and simple. What else is plain and simple, the fact that I WANT IT! And what "The Beast" truly wants, "The Beast" will get in time. Because just like I showed Ray Cross earlier and Daniel Jacobson for the past two weeks in a row, I AM NOT TO BE TRIFFLED WITH! Walking around the ring a touch more Dameon makes his way into the center, pulling off his hardcore title and setting it in the center of the ring. Dameon: Who see's that? That right there... Come here camera-douche... Grabbing the camera-MAN Dameon drags him over aiming his camera down towards the Hardcore title. Dameon: That is ALSO mine, just like this ring, and just like the world title will be later tonight... But you see, the difference between this title right here! And my future WORLD TITLE reign, is the fact, that any of you little imbeciles on any given week came come in and try to take it from me, and I am just here to tell all of you, that even though I AM GOING TO BECOME your new world champion, I will never, NEVER, forget my hardcore roots, and I will fight for them till the end. So come on try and take it from me, please I will enjoy making you all.......... Dameon then shoves the camera-man away from him, reaches into his pocket, pulls out a four-inch strand of barbed-wire which he quickly places against his forehead, and begins to beat repeatedly with his kendo stick, stapling the barbed-wire to his forehead and causing his blood to flow. Once again breathing heavily Dameon drops to his knees above the hardcore title, letting his blood drip down onto it. Dameon: I will enjoy... making you all bleeeeeed... Grabbing his title from the mat Dameon then drops the mic and retreats from the ring, making his way back up the ramp slowly as his music blasts through the arena. RW: He is crazy and definately means business. JC: Ya, but for how crazy he is, he lingers on that genius insanity virge if you know what I mean Randy.
MATCH
NUMBER FOUR
Daniel comes down to the ring and walks cocky to the ring,and Reqiuem for a Dream plays on the PA. Once in the ring he gets on the top rope and taunts the crowd and they boo.
RW: Daniel not a fan favorite
JC: Obviously
"Mutherfucker Of The Year" by Mötley Crüe hits the loudspeakers and gold pyro erupts at the stage area. He walks down the ramp to ringside, where leaps to the top of the steps, then walks backward to the middle of the apron. He raises his left arm before stepping through the ropes and into the ring. From there he goes to the far corner and climbs to the second rope. The crowd roars its approval, and Murphy steps down off the second rope.
The bell rings as Daniel starts it off with a standing missle drop kick, Murphy falls over. Daniel with a shooting star but Murphy just rolls out of the way.
RW:Thatll wake up pappa
Kyle grabs Daniel nails him with a gargoyle suplex. then goes for a pin but only gets a two count. Kyle with a crucifix powerbomb. But he doesn’t cover him right away.
JC: Wasting opportunities here.
Kyle nails his Hangover, but once again doesn’t cover Daniel. Then hits his Goldmine and finally covers Daniel as the ref counts 1……..2…………3!!!!!!!!!
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Kyle Murphy via Pinfall!!! MAIN EVENT
JC: It's time for our World Title match!!!
RW: This will be, what they say in the biz, a "barn burner".
The arena lights dim as the Striketron fills with static, the words "A Revolution in Pain." appear a midst the salt and pepper scheme holding a hue of red, the opening notes of strike out through the PA the arena begins to flash with blood red lights, and as the rest of the guitars slowly join in strobe lights begin to flare in the entry way. Dameon then throws the curtain aside and steps out onto the stage as the vocals roar sending chills down the spines of children and soon to be mothers alike. Dameon throws his arms into the air with Kendo Stick in one hand and Hardcore title in the other, Dameon then begins to make his way to the ring. "Never too late to stand your ground - Revolution begins In you - In me - Revolution!...BEGINS!!!" Standing about midway down the ramp Dameon begins to point out to the crowd who are half and half cheering and booing for "The Beast" of the SFT. Continuing his way down to ringside Dameon makes his way towards the announcers table, stopping momentarily to look down onto John and Randy, before sliding into the ring, heading to the nearest corner, climbing it, and throwing the "X" above his head once again. "Once lost - Lost in their game Mental chains breaking now Set yourself free Who are they to tell you what to do? The stage is not set, the road is not chosen Your fate not preordained They are losing control - every step of the way" Dameon now steps down from the turnbuckle, lays his kendo stick on the apron of the ring, detaches his Hardcore Title, and begins to loosen his wrists preparing for the battle ahead.
RW: Here comes the challenger, Dameon.
JC: I think he has a long night ahead of him, because here comes the champ!
"NEVER BACK DOWN IN THE FACE ANGER!" The lights flicker, then go out as "In The Face Of Anger" by Shattersphere blares through the arena. A yellow light illuminates the stage area as two rockets of pyro fly from the far side of the arena to explode on the stage. Josh Konnely steps out into the smoke left by the exploding pyro, and raises his arms as the crowd boos. The SFT Championship belt is around his waist. With his fists clenched and a scowl on his face, Konnely walks down the aisle to ringside. He runs up the steps, walks to the center of the apron, and climbs through the ropes into the ring. Going to the opposite corner, he steps onto the second rope and removes the championship belt. Josh raises the title up about shoulder high in front of him as the crowd boos loudly. He steps down out of the corner and hands the title to the referee before leaning back against the ropes, ready to fight.
JC: This has all the making of a classic.
Josh and Dameon stare each other down, as the ref calls for the bell to start the match. They immediately go at it, punching each other, with Josh getting the upperhand, and backing up Dameon to the ropes. Josh shoots Dameon off the ropes and catches him with a hip toss. Dameon quickly gets up and Josh hooks on a headlock. Dameon tries to fight out of it, and grips his arms around Josh's waist and lifts him for a back drop. Dameon drops Josh right on his head, and Josh stays on the mat a moment, holding his neck. Dameon gets up and picks up Josh and throws him to the corner. Dameon follows in with a back elbow, and then european uppercuts Josh. Dameon backs up and tries running in with a shoulder to the gut, but Josh gets his knee up, slamming it into Dameon's nose and breaking it. Blood spurts out of Dameon's nose as he stumbles backwards. Josh comes out of the corner with a clothesline, but Dameon ducks, and then runs the ropes. Josh turns to see Dameon coming at him with the Sick and Wrong, which busts up Josh's nose also, and sends him backflipping to the mat. Both men lay there for a while, drained and exhausted. After a few moments, both men start to get up, with Dameon getting up first. Josh follows a couple seconds later and they trade blows again, with blood flying from their faces. Josh kicks Dameon and attempts the Konflict Theory, but Dameon drops to a knee, and starts punching Josh in the gut, and then hooks Josh for The Gallow's End. Dameon hits it in the center of the ring and pins.
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WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Dameon via Pinfall!!! Dameon offers Josh a hand up. Josh grudgingly takes it. Dameon asks if hes ok, Josh nods yes. Dameon has a title on each shoulder, he taps them with his kendo stick and starts to laugh as he walks away.
RW: I don’t quite like the sound of that laugh.
JC: OH MY GOD, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! We have a new SFT World Champion!
RW: That match was magnificant. I can't express how great and moving this was.
JC: History has been made here, folks.
Last Resort by Papa Roach hits again. This time though things are somewhat different, we see Icon and DVD both standing at the top of the rampway. Dameon sees them but does not stop or slow down he keeps walking towards them.
RW: uh oh, I don’t like the looks of this.
DVD and Icon give each other a look. They take a step forward blocking Dameons exit. Dameon stops and looks at them, he puts the kendo stick in his arms as if saying, are we really going to do this?
Icon takes the first swing and Dameon ducks it, as he picks his head up DVD nails him with a knee to the face. Icon grabs his kendo stick and nails him in the eyes, blood gushing everywhere!
JC: Here we go now.
DVD drags the battered Dameon to the ring as Josh is trying to leave, but Icon nails him with the kendo stick and now both Josh and Dameon are both laying bloody in the ring!
RW: Our past and present world champions are now being battered by DVD and Icon, I don’t know why theyre doing this.
Icon screams “Time for a change!” And we see him throw the barb wire kendo stick to DVD who nails Josh and then Dameon, he puts the kendo stick on Josh’s chest ad Icon flies off with a leg drop driving it in deeper and blood again is scraped off his chest, they do the same thing to Dameon as the crowd are now booing intensly at this vicious attack.
Icon and DVD stand over Josh and Dameon for a long while then walk away as we fade to black.
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