Strike Fantasy Towers
Friday Night Inferno™
With John Cartwright and Randy White
May 23th, 2003
Friday Night 8:00pm

Neither men show up, both are fired.

RW: Up next is a match not many are paying attention to but I guarantee the staff is looking at this match big time. Kyle is on the bubble here and Firewolf has been gone a long time, this match will help the staff evalute them.

JC: Yeah I couldnt of said it better myself Randy. These men are fighting more than each other, theyre fighting their own history with the company.

"Many Men" by "50 Cent" plays and out comes Kyle Snow. He struts the ring oozing with confidence. And he awaits his opponent. Antichrist Superstar by Marilyn Manson starts up and we see Firewolf begin to make his way down to the ring accompanied by Radiant.

RW: Firewolf's new tag team partner Radiant is accompanying the SFW Legend Firewolf. Damn its good to see some of the legends of the fed back where they belong. Too bad we'll never see guys like Flame, Reaper, Archer, or Legion ever step in that ring again.

Snow and Wolf square up as the bell rings. Firwolf with a standing side kick and Snow goes down. Snow counters with a dragon leg whip, and gets Wolf into a headlock. Firewolf counters with scisscor leg lock. Snow gets out of it and they again square up, Kyle Snow with a drop kick, he flies and hits a summersault plancha on Firewolf. He covers but gets only a 1 count.
Firewolf comes back with an European uppercut and a mafia kick, followed by back breaker as he now tries to cover, but he too only gets a 1 count.

Firewolf now with a vertabreaker as he covers 1...2....kickout by Kyle Snow. Wolf hits an inverted Russian Leg Sweep and covers 1..2..kickout!

RW: My god how is Kyle Snow finding the power to kickout of those moves?

JC: Sheer will power I suppose.

Firewolf now picks up Kyle Snow and hits a powerbomb.

RW: I think its all over now.

Firewolf covers but again gets a 2 count. Firewolf goes up top and flies with a head butt but Kyle gets out of the way and Firewolf hits the mat.

Kyle is on the offensive now with a Hurricane DDT.

From the crowd we see the Man in the Red Robe jump out and attack Radiant, the man jumps in the ring and starts to attack Kyle Snow as the ref is
ringing furiously for the bell.

RW: Looks like Kyle Snow wins by DQ.

The Man in the Red Robe hits a DDT on Kyle Snow and Snow is out cold now. Firewolf is up and tries to look into the face of the man in red but the hood covers him up pretty well. The man in red moves closer as Firewolf tries to take a closer look, but hes only met by a Diamond Cutter as the Man in the Red Robe walks away leaving bodies in his wake.

JC: That sucks, Firewolf almost found out who it was, this isnt over, someone has to find out who that is.

Harvey Vaughn: The winner of this match.... Kyle Snow by Disqualification

Match Number Three
Erik Dean & Azurain Shadows vs. SwitchBlade & Aj Nin Red Rum
[Tag Team Title Match]

Switchblade and Aj Nin come out first to "Wait and Bleed". The hoist the titles in the air above their heads as the walk to the ring. They slide in and hand the titles to the ref, who throws them outside the ring.

Dean and Azurian race out to the challenge to the sound of "Death Of Seasons". They both slide in, with Azurian pairing off with Aj Nin, and leaving Dean and Switchy centre stage. Switchy wastes no time and uses his weight advantage to land every punch hard. As soon as he has the upper-hand, Aj Nin ducks out to his apron corner, as does Azurian.

JC: "Nice start here by Switchy, he has Dean where he wants him early."

RW: "Hey, what's with the crowd stirring up at the ramp way?"

Switchblade has Erik Dean in mid-air, and drops him down for a Brain-buster suplex. As he does, someone emerges at the entrance way, and starts to walk slowly down to the ring. As he makes it slowly down the ramp-way to absolutely no flash entrance, Aj Nin, Swicthy, Azurian and Dean all bring him to the attention of the crowd, and evidently, the commentators;

RW: "Is that who I think it is?"

JC: "Depends on who you think it is Randy."

RW: "It is! Folks at home, it's looking awful like we're about to be joined by one of the many recent stars returning; Stephen Young - Myris."

The crowd liven up [or those that see him do]. Switchy eyes Myris cautiously as he slowly circles to the back of the ring, and takes up a headset at the
table.

Myris: "Come one Johnny, move your fat ass up a little and give a great man
a seat."

RW: "Heh, nice one Steve."

Myris: "Holy shit Johnny! Hold the boat, it isn't your fat ass that's the trouble. It's this beached whale at the other side that's causing all the
squashing!"

RW: "Well I never…"

Myris: "Oh come on, we all know the only reason you two aren't wrestling is because they don't make steel mats anymore; Hell, the canvas one's cost enough - the last thing we need is your fat asses bouncing around up there."

Switchy whips Dean into the corner and tags in Aj Nin. Aj Nin comes in and the duo hit a double suplex before Switchy leaves the ring and waits on the outside.

JC: "They make a good team, huh? You don't get teamwork like that every
day."

RW: "You certainly do not."

Myris: "I totally agree, you get it for about a month, then he dies on you."

As the commentators fall eerily silent, The action continues. Erik Dean stands up, and finds himself knocked to the ground in a hurry. Up gets Dean again - down goes Dean. Up he gets - punched back down. This time Dean gets back up, and blocks the Aj Nin punch, he knee's Schorg in the gut and tries to whip him to his corner, successfully. Dean charges at the static Aj Nin, and runs up the bottom two buckles before kicking Aj Nin in an enzighuri like move. Aj Nin stumbles out, staggered at the pace in which the match was turned. Dean tags in Azurian, who whips Aj Nin to the opposing corner as Dean clambers to the top rope on his teams corner. Aj Nin hits the corner back-first, and Azurian runs at him elbow first, catching Switchblade and hurling him off the apron as he does. Dean waits patiently on the top as Azurian whips Aj Nin towards him. Dean lets him bounce off the corner and back out to be elevated into a flap-jack like manoeuvre, the back of his head facing Dean. Dean leaps off and the duo hit a tag team Bulldog from the top. Azurian makes the quick pin but Switchy scrambles back into the ring to break it up just in time.

JC: "Very near fall there!"

Myris: "Good move by Dean and Azurian there, they look like a formidable tag team; shame about Dean looking like a crap number one contender or the crowd might give a shit about the rest of the night."

RW: "Not looking forward to the world title match Steve?"

Myris: "No, Johnny. I think you can forgive me though, right? I mean who the
hell is?"

Switchblade makes sure Aj Nin is out of trouble before he leaves the ring, putting in a few shots at Azurian before he leaves. Aj Nin gets up a little after Switchy makes his exit, and Azurian starts throwing punches as he
stands up. Aj Nin stands up through them though, and when he's on his feet, Azurian tries for a kick to the gut - Aj Nin catches his leg. Azurian goes for the Enzighuri, Aj Nin ducks, and as soon as Azurian lands on his belly,
Aj Nin sets about locking in a half Boston crab.

Myris: "Excuse me, that's my queue, I'll be back in a moment."

Myris walks over to Switchy's corner after dropping his set, he hauls Switchy's left leg from under him, and sends him face first into the bottom of the apron. The referee spots it and rush' over to check it out. Switchy
makes a point of making sure the ref knows what's happened, and while he does Azurian is tapping like there's no tomorrow behind him. Dean spy's his chance to help out and springs himself over the top rope onto the pair of them. Aj Nin falls forwards, face first, while Azurian is left right next to Dean in the corner as he extends his hand for the tag.

JC: "Hot tag to Dean!"

Myris takes up the set as Switchy slides back in to a Dean Clothesline. Down goes Switchy, Aj Nin stands up, and eats boot from a well executed running drop-kick. Azurian is outside holding his left leg now, as Aj Nin and
Switchy stand up in time for a double clothesline from Dean.

RW: "Err, Myris… if you don't mind my asking, what the hell was all that about with Switchblade?"

Myris: "That, well you'll find out at the same time as everyone, nosy tub of lard."

RW: "I'm not fat!"

Myris: "Oh yeah, I forgot - you're just big boned. Fat ass."

JC: "Haha!"

Myris: "I dunno what the hell you're laughing at, there's a rumour goin' 'round that slapping your thigh can be lethal."

JC: "There's no need to get personal..."

Aj Nin and Switchblade stand up in the ring, as Dean bounces off of the middle-ropes into a flying cross-body on the pair. Aj Nin rolls through it into a cover, but Dean's too active to go under just yet. He kicks out at two on the mark, and springs to his feet. He bounces off the ropes again, ducks under an Aj Nin clothesling and comes flying off the opposing ropes with a leaping calve kick.

Myris: "Very versatile offence by Erik Dean here. He's single-handedly
making this match bearable."

RW: "That's a bit harsh of you!"

JC: "You think he can manage that against Goldeneye, Steve?"

Myris: "Don't get too optimistic here; Dean's working with three semi-talented individuals, all drawing from his performance here. But they do have half-talent. In a moment he'll be facing the black hole of wrestling technique; totally void of any skill or creativity, I don't even think Dean in this never-seen-before gear can get a good match there."

RW: "Are you trying to tell me no-one can have a good match with Goldeneye?"

Myris: "Well I would be, but only because I wouldn't let him get up to ruin
it."

Dean gets up from the calve kick, and delivers a leg-drop to the back of Aj Nin's head as he was on his hands and knee's. Aj Nin rolls over on his front after the leg-drop and is quickly put in a knee-lock.

Myris: "Good technicality here by Dean, using what we in the business call; 'submission moves', to rest himself and hurt his opponent after a particularly tiring; 'spurt'."

Dean releases the knee-lock and prepares for the rise of Aj Nin. As Aj Nin rises; he's kneed in the gut, his head is shoved between the legs of Dean… Spoken Words!

Myris: "Dean's going for the cover here… wait - no Switchy had other plans. Poor Switchy though; all these times of covering Aj Nin's ass, yet the moment he turns his back he's [beep]ed. 'Tis the Aj Nin way."

JC: "I'm sensing a lot of hostility towards Aj Nin…"

Myris: "Go with that."

JC: "You mean…?"

Myris: "This isn't Becker, Porky. Aj Nin screwed me before in this Tag Team situation; in-front of the whole world… and to think I was sad for that
asshole."

RW: "Well he did have a Heart-attack Myris."

Myris: "Oh yeah, a lethal one as well, yet somehow between then and now, the good lord seen it fit to let this fuck-nut live, let me ask you something Randy, do you believe Aj Nin is the second coming of Christ, esurrected to save the SFT from ever depressing title runs?"

RW: "Of course not."

Myris: "Do you believe he has some sort of extra heart?"

RW: "Don't be silly!"

Myris: "Then you understand my clinical criticism of his 'death'."

Dean gets up from Switchy's breaking of the pin, Azurian clambers under the top-rope at the same time. Switchy stares up at Azurian running towards him, and has enough time to blink before one pissed-off-Erik-Dean catches him blindside with a fore-arm. Switchy stumbles aside and Azurian charges through him with a spear, the momentum taking both men out of the ring, where they begin to fight on the outside. Aj Nin starts to clamber up Erik Dean's jeans, Dean lifts him up for the Samba suplex, that leaves Aj Nin lying centre-stage, Dean stares at the top turnbuckle as the fans egg him on.

Myris: "Holy shout, on it's way."

Dean starts to ascend the turnbuckle, as a battered and bruised Switchy hits a Super-kick to Azurian on the outside. Dean balances neatly on the top, as Switchy catches a glimpse of his intentions. Switchy distracts Dean for a moment, hitting him a little weakly at a stretch. He steps up one of the ring steps, and hits him again, this time a lot harder Dean turns, his attention snatched from his previous task. Switchy clambers up the outside
and leaps over the turnbuckle towards the inside of the ring, grabbing Dean's head as he goes, he takes Dean from the top to the mat with a huge neckbreaker in a flash, leaving Aj Nin, Azurian, Dean and himself all lying
motionless in and around the ring.

Myris: "Now that's what I call a neckbreaker, he's carrying that freeloader
Schorg through this."

Aj Nin is the first back to his feet, closely followed by his partner Switchblade, and the slowly but surely Azurian on the outside. Switchy hauls Dean to his feet, and the duo hit a few double team moves, Backslam into a DDT, Double DDT and a Double Bulldog before Switchblade [the illegal man] goes out to deal with Azurian on the outside. He springs himself to the outside on-top of Azurian, leaving both men incapacitated and exhausted on
the outside thanks to their recent efforts. Inside the ring, Aj Nin Red Rum has Dean up for a Powerbomb, but up top Dean regains consciousness or something, because he starts struggling furiously against the inevitable,
causing Aj Nin to stumble forward towards the ropes. When he does though - Erik Dean wishes he'd re-thought the battle plan, as soon as Aj Nin reaches the ropes, his balance is steadied, and one half of the challenging team is sent powerbombed into the security barricade. As Dean falls, Azurian and Switchblade are making it to their feet again, and slowly brawling their way towards Dean from the commentating area. A quick exchange of punches ends with Switchblade whipping Azurian into the ringsteps only a few feet away. As Azurian collapses against the steps, Switchblade drives his knee home into the chest of Shadows.

RW: "Right there you've got the knee hitting your lungs, and driving your entire back into a wall of steel. You can only imagine the pain Azurian is feeling right there."

Myris: "Of course I can remember that pain from matches gone by - you fat ass-wipes don't have that privilege though."

RW: "Is it me John, or did Stephen have Asshole Implants put in when he was
out?"

Myris: "If I were you I'd keep my mouth shut about implants Randy, especially since you're sitting there with a pair of Double D cups of the male variety."

Dean starts to stand up on the outside, as the referee counts 'six'. He's leaning heavily on the barricades, while Aj Nin looks on from the inside, knowing that if he just sticks to the ring the team retain. 'Seven', and Switchblade rolls Azurian into the ring, he's the illegal man though, so the count doesn't stop. Switchblade stands with his back to Aj Nin, and whips Azurian towards the ropes he's facing. 'Eight'. Azurian bounces back, and while Switchblade looks to catch him for a modified Sidewalk slam, Azurian already has his tactics figured out. Switchblade lifts him up, his legs getting higher as they go, before Azurian lets momentum take over, and wraps
his legs around the head of Switchblade, and reversing it into a running hurricanrana, sending Switchy clattering into Aj Nin, and sending them both through the middle ropes together as the referee finishes counting 'nine'.

Myris: "Great innovation from Azurian there; this kid would have a future if ageing hipsters like Aj Nin here would step aside for him."

RW: "What is it with you and this team?"

JC: "Yeah, even I like Aj Nin from time to time!"

Myris: "You've never tagged with the guy. You can carry his ass for four weeks - then watch as he ditches you at the first hurdle you need a rest
at."

RW: "So from what I'm gathering; you blame Aj Nin for his own near-death experience at FallOut 3?"

Myris: "And the subsequent slip in standards of SFT Champion from that day
fourth."

JC: "Like who?"

Myris: "Like the current unpredictable cluster-[beep], Goldeneye, Mad Dogg, DVD for the umpteenth time, Shawn Walsh - I mean that guy sucks, I slammed his ass. Then there's Lane, anyone who loses to DVD deserves a boot in the balls."

RW: "Do you approve of any of the recent champions?!"

Myris: "Not since Damien Sparks."

Dean gets back in the ring, he and Azurian get themselves organised as they see Switchy and Aj Nin clambering in under the bottom rope. Dean and Azurian assault the team as they slide in.

JC: "What is it with you and Sparks anyway?"

Myris: "If that's an accusation - I'll put this monitor so far up your ass it'll require a search and rescue team to get it back out."

JC: "No! No!! I was just wondering, you know… you never really have a go at
that guy."

Myris: "That's because some people here… just a few, have talent. And I'd rather not insult those fellow workers with talent around here."

Aj Nin and Switchblade fight off their opponents as the slowly make it back to their feet. Aj Nin squares off with Dean as the referee shepherds both the partners to the corners. Aj Nin hauls Dean up by the head and scoops him into "Deadweight!" He hooks the leg for the cover.

JC: "1…"

RW: "2…"

JC:"...3!"

The bell sounds as Myris hops up.

JC: "Hey, where you goin'?"

Myris: "That's my queue again."

Myris hops out from behind the announcers table, dragging his chair behind him. He slides into the ring, behind the Dead Pac team, as they watch Dean and Azurian disappear. Myris goes to Switchblade first, standing behind him as he is slowly being made aware of something wrong from the boo's of the crowd.

RW: "Switchy's turning 'round!"

Wham! As Switchy's face was becoming visible, Myris whacked him with the chair, making sure there were no obstacles now between him and his goal.

JC: "Look out Aj Nin!"

Aj Nin investigated the thud on his partner by turning in the same manner, leaving Myris with an almost similar shot. Wham! Aj Nin fell forward on to his knee's, as Myris stood behind him with the chair, holding it above his
head triumphantly. Wham! Final nail in the coffin, but that still wasn't enough; another 3 head-shots with the chair before Myris stops, picking it up, staring at the lumps and bends, before throwing it aside. He still wasn't done!

RW: "What the hell are you doing now?! You sick bastard, leave him the hell
alone!"

Myris methodically stomped away at Aj Nin on the mat. The music had cut now, the crowd were anything but celebratory right now. Myris demanded a mic from Harvey Vaughn at ringside, and started to talk over them all;

"Tonight, I extracted a small measure of revenge. For you, for me, for SFT's own good… I have taken that little bit back."

He paused as the crowd started to silence a little. Then started when they were completely silent.

"Over the last six months or so, have you been happy with your champions? DVD, Walsh, Lane, Mad Dogg, Ace, Goldeneye and maybe even tonight - maybe even Erik Dean!? Are you happy that the title that represents the entire world, a title who's bearer should represent a man we are proud to associate ourselves with… are you happy that that could be Erik Dean… are you happy that it is Goldeneye… both glorified TV Champion material at best! Of course you aren't!"

The crowd make a point of proving Myris wrong here.

"And tonight, I beat down the man solely responsible for three things. The holding back of one of the only men capable of restoring SFT to it's full glory. Allowing the retarded ex-champions - and current - the opportunity at
the belt. And finally… the restoration of the Dead Pac; the legacy a man he once despised. Fans, this is not the Aj Nin you know from XCW; this man has sold-out, and I'm going to make sure that he pays for it. Aj Nin… William, I look forward to seeing you later on. Switchy… watch out - he isn't half as loyal as you think he is."

With that he throws the microphone to the floor amongst the human rubble in the ring, and heads back as "Holiday In Cambodia" plays for the first time in months over the SFT PA System.

Harvey Vaughn: And the winner of this match... SwitchBlade & Aj Nin Red Rum by pinfall

We fade into the middle of the ring where Inferno's ring announcer Harvey Vaughn is standing with a microphone in his right hand. The crowd starts to quiet down a little bit as Harvey presses the microphone up to his mouth and begins speaking.

Harvey Vaughn: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Championship!

Harvey pauses for a moment then speaks again.

Harvey Vaughn: And making his way down to the ring first, the challenger of this match weighing in at 229 pounds from Los Angeles, California, he is..........ERIKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK DEAN!!!!!

We cut to the stage.

The arena is quiet as the fans wait for something to happen, then a loud bang goes off as the lights in the arena dim down to low, then the sound of "Set It Off" by Skindred hits the PA and the crowd goes a bit wild as pyros from colors red to yellow shoot off into the arena sky. Erik Dean emerges from the backstage area and enters the stage area. Dean stops and looks around at the crowd a bit and can see flashes coming from cameras going off, almost a bit blinding. Dean then walks down the ramp way slowly taking his time and enters the ring area and climbs into the ring. He walks to the very far corner and leans against the turnbuckle as his music fades. We suddenly gain focus back on Harvey Vaughn.

Cuts back to Harvey Vaughn.

RW: Hel...hel

We hear a scratchiness almost like a broken up communication signal. Suddenly things come in clear.

RW: Hello? Oh there we are folks.

JC: Yeah sorry about that apparently we were having some technical difficulties there for a moment.

RW: Yeah sorry.

Cut back to Harvey Vaughn.

Harvey Vaughn: And his opponent. Weighing in at 235 pounds from Brick, New Jersey, he is the Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion, he is..........GOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLDENEYE!!!!!

We cut to the stage.

Just then "Slamin" by Buckcherry erupts through the arena as the curtains are thrown aside and Goldeneye walks out from behind the curtains. He walks out onto the stage with the Heavyweight title strapped around his waste. He stops and poses for the fans as he raises both arms into the air and flashes start going off all around the arena. He lowers his arms and begins to walk down the ramp. Moments later he reaches the ring where he hops up on the ring apron. He pauses and just stands there staring at Erik Dean. Suddenly he smirks and points down towards the title around his waste. He then climbs into the ring between the ropes and unbuttons the belt and raises it into the air with both hands. He circles the ring with it as Dean can only watch him. Moments later he hands it over to referee Adam Brooks. Brooks then raises it into the air and shows all four sides of the crowd the title. He then hands it over to Harvey Vaughn as he climbs out of the ring with it. Just then Adam Brooks points towards the bell man..

DING! DING!

JC: Here we go!

RW: World title time!

JC: Let's see if the man defending it tonight can walk away with the victory for once.

RW: Yeah no kidding. Lately all we have had were a bunch of paper champions.

We cut back to the ring.

Suddenly as Goldeneye is getting situated Dean runs at him as Geye is caught off guard. He nails him with a clothesline and knocks him down to the mat. Dean backs up a bit and waits for Geye to get back to his feet, Geye is to his feet and Dean charges, but Geye ducks and hits a top toe hold sending Dean to the mat. Both men are back to there feet and are throwing rights and lefts as the crowd cheers and pictures are being taken.

RW: Man the fans are sure loving this.

Geye knees Dean in the gut and hits a DDT, Geye gets back to his feet and picks up Dean, Geye whips Dean to the ropes, Dean comes back and Geye tries to hit a back toss, but Dean stops, Geye comes back up and Dean launches at him and hits a close line. Dean’s back to his feet and runs to the turnbuckle, he climbs up and Geye gets back to his feet, Geye is getting back to his feet and has his back turned. Dean launches off with a cross body, But Geye catches Deans neck and hits a neckbraker in midair.

RW: HOLY SHIT.

JC: Geye just counters Dean’s cross body and turned it into a neck breaker. My God.

Geye crawls over to Dean makes the cover.

1.. 2.. Kick out…

Geye gets back to his feet and grabs Dean and throws him to the outside, Geye then climbs down through the ropes as Dean is trying to get to his feet, Dean gets up, but Geye grabs his head and drags him over to the steal post, Geye takes Dean’s head and tries to slam him into the steal post, But Dean counters and starts to bash Geye’s head into the post.

1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6… 7… 8…

On the 8th time Dean lets go and Geye falls to the floor, Dean then walks to the ring and slides in, then slides back out to break Referee Adam Brooks count. Dean is back out side and walks over to Geye, who is trying to get up. Blood pours from the head of Geye and is dripping to the floor now, Dean walks over to Geye and picks him up, Dean then whips him into the guardrail, and Geye falls to the mat in pain. Dean looks at Geye and starts to smile, he then goes under the ring and pulls out a table, But as he pulls it out Geye runs at Dean and hits a close line to the back of Deans head sending to the floor and almost breaking the table. RW: Damn I wanted to see some tables.

JC: Not today.

Geye then grabs Dean and throws him back into the ring, Geye then slides into the ring, Geye then hooks the legs of Dean and puts him in a sharp shooter. Dean is screaming in pain as he tries to reach the ropes, Finally Dean reaches the ropes and Geye release the hold, Geye then gets back to his feet and picks up Dean, Geye then hooks Dean and hits the Fortress of Distress (3 German Suplexes). Dean is out pretty much. Geye then walks over to the corner and climbs up He then launches off and tried to hit a head but, but Dean got back to his feet fast enough and jumps into the air and hits a spear dead on with Geye sending both superstars to the mat…

RW: My God both of these guys are crazy.

JC: No Shit.

Dean is now gets back to his feet, he runs to the turnbuckle and jumps up, The crowd starts to cheer as he flies off hitting The Holy Shout and connecting. Dean then goes for the cover..

1… 2… Kick out…

Geye gets a shoulder up, Dean can’t believe it, Dean gets back to his feet and brings Geye to his knees, He sets him up for the Spoken Words…but Geye counters and hits a back drop then into en elbow drop. Geye gets back to his feet, Geye then taunts Dean and then brings him to his knees, Geye then hooks him up and his the Spoken Words to Dean. He then goes for the cover.

1… 2… Kick out…

RW: DEAN KICKED OUT!

JC: Geye used Deans own move, and it was not enough to keep him down.

Geye goes for a powerbomb but Dean somehow frees himself and dropkicks Geye but Geye runs into the ref and all three men are down. Geye is up fast though and as Dean approaches Geye spears Dean!

From out of the crowd we see Switchblade run down with a chair and he hits Geye in the back of the head with it, he then grabs Dean and puts him on top of Goldeneye.

RW: What the hell is going on?

Switchblade revives the fed and disappears.

The ref crawls over and counts 1..2..3!

.

Harvey Vaughn: And THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH BY PINFALL ERIK DEAN!!!!!!

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

JC: Holy mother of Jesus fucking christ, Erik Dean just won the SFT World Heavyweight Title ?!?!

RW: Goldeneye was robbed! Switchblade was afraid to have the golden one at the ppv and chose to have Dean instead. Geye should demand a rematch.

JC: Im sure Geye will get a match soon enough, but for now its Erik Dean World Champion vs. Switchblade at Summer Sanitarium and things cant get any crazier than this folks.

RW: Either way it was a great main event, actually a spectacular main event, I loved it. Suddenly..

Shoots and Ladders by Korn starts up and the fans are on their feet.

JC: Oh my god, it is true, he's back! The God of SFT is back!!!

A green mist rises from the stage and within it we see a figure. The crowd is going nuts.

Shadow steps out from the mist and is greeted with one of the loudest pops you could ever imagine.

Shadow stands there for a long time before speaking.

Shadow: Hello SFT! (crowd pop) As many have heard I have returned to SFT, I actually returned last week, but found that an on air debut would not benefit SFT. I'm not here to make long drawn out speeches about SFT or what's lacking, or what needs to be done. I wont spew any of that bullshit. I came back cause theres a job to do, and I intend on doing it.

The Crowd pops big time for this.

Shadow: As you can see with my return we've also seen several big name vets return, I brought back Damien Sparks, I brought back Glenn Owen, I brought back Firewolf, and tonight I bring back the lastest in a string of vets that I have lined up. You'll have to wait a bit longer for the others, but tonight I bring back....Johny Fierce!

RW: No way! Shadow brought back Fierce, I didnt even know they got along.

Johny Fierce comes out smiling, he and Shadow shake hands. Fierce takes the mike.

Fierce: I got a call from Shadow, asking me to come back, and as anyone will tell you, when he comes a knocking you answer the fucking door! haha, so all I have to say is......I'mmmmmmmmmmmmm back!!! and everyone watch out, cause this time, im out to destroy everyone!

JC: Holy shit I still cant believe Fierce is back.

RW: This is a perfect way to end Inferno.

We see Shadow and Fierce walk backstage as Inferno comes to a close.

 

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