We start off Inferno with a showing of a tape, its off a recorder, its date is for today, it then shows a lime green Toyota MR2 pull up to the arena. The door swings open, and a trench coat falls to the floor, the fans then begin to cheer, but as we take a look, its Chris Kanath with Deans Trench coat and car! Kanath then pops the gas cap off the MR2 and takes off the trench coat and sticks the sleeve in the gas tank, Kanath then takes a match and throws it on the trench coat, the coat then catches on fire, and Kanath starts to back off and runs to safety, then after only a few seconds. The car explodes. Kanath then smiles into the camera and starts to laugh as we fade to present time.

We then cut to the arena were we see a Taxi pull up, Then the door swings open and Dean rushes out screaming “Kanath” In anger. Dean then rushes through the door as we fade to the intro…

We cut backstage, in the parking lot to be more exact. A long white stretch limo pulls up. The camera pans right to the back as the driver of the vehicle walks over and opens the door. and out steps "Wrestling's Numero Uno" Damien Sparks. He looks straight at our camera's with his patented confident smile on his face. He then heads to the locker rooms as we cut back to ringside.

JC: What the hell is Damien Sparks doing here, he's not supposed to be here tonight.

RW: He's "Wrestling's Numero Uno", he can go where ever the hell he wants. He's a legend you know, JC

JC: Glenn Owen is a Legend, Legion is a Legend, Damien Sparks is just an arrogant young man.

RW: He's arrogant alright, but when your as good as he is - you are allowed to be arrogant.

JC: What ever, I just wanna know why he's here.

We then cut backstage to Dean’s office, Dean then walks up to the door, still looking angry but maybe a bit better now. Dean then opens the door, and there is Kanath sitting on his Desk. Dean is about ready to punch him out but then Kanath stops him.

Chris Kanath: What, No hello, how was your day? Some boss.

Erik Dean: Give me one good reason I shouldn’t punch your lights out.

Chris Kanath: Well, because if you do, I could very well press charges, sense you’re my boss and all, it wouldn’t be right for you to be hitting you employees now would it

Dean then looks like he is about to blow, but Kanath then walks by Dean and stops at the door.

Chris Kanath: You know you won’t be able to keep on running much longer Dean, you will meet me in the ring at the PPV, and I will crush you for what you did to me. And I will show you and the rest of the world, that you are nothing more then a 2nd rate jobber on a joy ride.

Kanath then walks out of the office and Dean is about to run after him, but Slayer walks in front of Dean and stops him. We then fade back to the ring.

**"Anything but Jesus" by Stereomud plays. Kash comes out dancing to the beat. He stops and dances in place. After a few seconds he turns toward the entrance and points. The Rock Superstar walks out and stands by Kash. Rock Superstar poses for a moment then he walks to the ring with Kash hopping around. They get into the ring and they both pose. Rock Superstar goes to a corner, Kash gets out of the ring..**

**The house lights shut out abruptly, leaving the arena in darkness. "Somewhat Damaged" begins and a ring of fire burns on the left side of the stage. Fog rises from the curtain and Emma Lee's figure can be vaguely seen through the smoke. She seemingly floats down the ramp without losing her focus on the ring. She removes her coat and sets it on the apron. Slowly Climbing the stairs one by one, she stares cold-hearted to the audience. She steps between the ropes and walks to the corner..**

RW: Here we go..

JC: Yup this should be a great start for Inferno..

DING DING DING

**The bell rings and both superstars come at each other with full speed, rockstar comes with a closeline but misses and bounces off the ropes only to come back and get nailed with a spear by emma. Emma picks up rockstar by the hair and puts him into a powerslam, emma goes for the cover..1..2..kickout.**

JC: I almost thought this match was already over..

RW: Ya, that woulda been one of the quickest matches ever in SFT..

**Emma climbs the ropes while rockstar is still layed out. Emma raises her hands and jumps off the top ropes, she lands with a frogsplash on rockstar. Emma rolls off him as rockstar holds his stomach. Emma gets back up and picks rockstar up, she than throws him into the corner ropes, emma than climbs up and starts to punch rockstar..1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8.. all of a sudden rockstar pushes emma off and she lands right on her back..**

RW: Hey Rock Superstar is actually fighting back!

JC: Ya, its pretty ammazing..

**Rockstar gloats to the crowd not know that emma is getting right back up. Emma walks right up to rockstar with his back turned to her, emma grabs rockstar and puts him into a german suplex. Emma picks rockstar up and tries to put him into a suplex, but rockstar blocks it and reverses the move and puts emma into a suplex.. Rockstar gets up and starts to kick emma while she's down, after a few kicks rockstar picks emma back up and puts her into a pulling piledriver.**

RW: Superstar is getting back into this match.

**Rockstar gets back up and runs against the ropes and comes back to land a leg drop on the laying emma. Rockstar goes for the pin, 1...kickout. Rockstar gets furious and starts to yell at the ref, kash gets to up to the ring and starts to yell at the ref as well. The ref's attention is on kash while emma gets up slowly onto her knees and low blows rockstar while the ref is distracted by Kash, rockstar holds his crotch, emma gets up and turns rockstar to put him into "Get off the Cross and Save You" the ref turns and see's emma pinning rockstar, oww but rockstars leg is on the middle rope.. The ref pulls emma off, rockstar is alittle out of breath as emma gets back up, rockstar gets up slowly as well. Rockstar kicks emma in the gut and puts her into a DDT, rockstar walks over to the top ropes and climbs them. Rockstar dives off with a diving headbutt, but emma rolls out of the way and rockstar lands face first into the mat. Emma gets up with help of the ropes and walks over to rockstar, she picks him up and puts him into another "Get off the Cross and Save You" the ref counts 1...2...3..**

RW: Its over!

JC: Emma with her first win in SFT!

Winner: Emma Lee

 We cut backstage once again as we see Damien Sparks walking along a corridor, heading towards him is former World Champion, Radiant. Damien tries to walk straight past him, but Radiant stops him with his right hand.

Radiant: "You and I have some unfinished business.."

Damien smirks as he replies.

Damien Sparks: "Ha, you are sadly mistaken, Nick. I am looking at you, and I no longer see the World Championship resting on your shoulder. You are nothing to me now. You had a very protected reign, and the one time you were called upon to defend your title; you failed. You're pathetic. Now run along, moron - I did not come here to be badgered by weak little men like yourself.

Radiant looks furious, he leans back slightly and nails Damien with a stiff right hand, causing Damien to stumble back. Damien rubs his chin, and then throws a return punch at Radiant.. but it's ducked, Radiant then grabs Damien Sparks by his "Damien Sparks for World Champion" campaign shirt and throws him into the brick wall face first. Damien crashes into the wall with a huge thud and falls to the floor. Radiant looks down at Damien..

Radiant: "Who's the weak one now, Damien? Heh, Like I said... unfinished business.."

Radiant walks off as our camera's zoom onto Damien, who is bleeding from the mouth. He wipes the blood from his mouth with his left hand and then proceeds to speak.

Damien Sparks: "...is that anyway to treat a legend?"

We cut back to ringside for some more SFT action in the ring.

HV: "The Following match is scheduled for one fall and is a non-title tag team contest. First, about to make their way to the ring..."

The arena lights dim as "Night on Bald Mountain" by Mussorgsky hits the P.A system. The tag team champions make their way to the ring.

HV: "At a combined weight of 526 pounds, they are the SFT Tag Team Champions. Nirvana Wolfgang, and The Messiah Paul Phillips...PREACH AND DESTROY!!!"

JC: "They're the tag team champs."

RW: "But will C.O.C.K slap them around tonight?"

Nirvana and Messiah enter the ring, going into a neutral corner and wait on their opponents.

HV: "And the opponents, coming down the aisle..."

The arena goes dark and then all of the sudden pyro blasts off through the arena, and Rien Web walks out from behind the curtain to a gigantic pop.

HV: "First, coming down the aisle from Seaside Heights, New Jersey, weighing in at 225 pounds, THE NEW MAIN EVENT....RIEN...WEBB!!!!!!!!!"

Webb runs down to the ring but stops right before hitting and the ring, and waits for his partner before entering.

HV: "And his partner..."

"We Will Rock You" by Snoop Dogg hits the P.A. system as Hahn Mann walks out onto the stage.

HV: "The partner, weighing in at 163 pounds, HAHN MANN!!!!!!!!

Hahn walks down the aisle and stops next to Webb, they turn to each other and nod before running into the ring and going straight after the tag champs. Hahn and Webb punch the champions back into the ropes and then shoot the champs into the ropes at the same time. Hahn catches Nirvana with a dropkick on the rebound as Webb does a high back body drop to The Messiah.

JC: "And there goes Gust rolling to the outside"

RW: "The hell are you talking about, THAT'S THE COCK MAN!!!"

Mann rolls to the outside as Nirvana and Messiah do the double team. Messiah and Nirvana push Webb to the ropes and whip him, catching Webb with a flapjack as Webb rebounds off the ropes. The referee comes in and forces Messiah out as Nirvana pushes Webb to the corner. Nirvana moves Webb's left arm over the top and does a "Flair" chop. The crowd WHOOO's at the chop. Nirvana does another chop....

RW: "WHOOOO!"

JC: "What the..?"

Nirvana grabs Webb's arms and whips him to the other corner. Nirvana follows in with a clothesline. Webb falls to one knee as Nirvana walks over and makes the tag to Messiah. Messiah comes in and immediately kicks Webb in the face. Messiah pushes Webb into the corner, with Webb still on one knee. Messiah starts a beat down with punches and kicks to Webb. Messiah picks up Webb and goes to whip him into the corner again. As he does Webb reverses and tosses Messiah in. Webb follows in with an avalanche style splash. Webb stumbles back and Messiah falls to his knees. Webb stumbles over and tags Hahn Mann.

RW: "HOT TAG!"

JC: "Nath....Hahn Mann in the ring now."

Hahn immediately runs in and hits a dropkick on Messiah, who's still on his knees. The dropkick pushes Messiah back, causing him to hit his head on the middle turnbuckle. Hahn gets up and looks around as Messiah lies down in the corner holding his head. Hahn runs into the corner and holds himself on the top rope while stomping on Messiah's chest. Hahn then bounces off the bottom rope, still holding the top rope, and falls into Messiah, landing in a bronco buster type position. Hahn rolls back, out of the corner, and then walks over to Messiah and picks him up. Hahn pulls Messiah to the middle of the ropes and whips him into the ropes. Hahn goes for a clothesline but Messiah ducks, and as Messiah hits the ropes again, Nirvana makes a hidden tag. Hahn hits a powerslam on Messiah, and hooks a pin.

JC: “Hahn never saw the tag!”

RW: “And now he’s gonna pay the price.”

The referee tries to tell Hahn that Messiah isn't the legal man, but Nirvana hits a kick to Hahn's temple. Nirvana picks up the groggy Hahn Mann and picks up Hahn in a gorilla press. Nirvana does a 360 in the middle of the ring, showing off to the crowed, and then lets Hahn go, so Hahn falls behind him, but right before Hahn hits the mat, Nirvana hits a back kick, getting Hahn right in the ribs. Hahn spasms around the mat in pain, as a slight smirk comes across Nirvana’s face. Nirvana kneels down and does a cocky pin on Hahn. As the referee’s hand hits the mat once, Webb runs in, hitting an elbow on Nirvana. Messiah comes in, still a bit worn out and goes after Webb. Webb and Messiah starts fighting, going into one corner as a groggy Nirvana and Hahn Mann trades blows, making their way into the opposite corner. Nirvana pushes Hahn into the corner, and jumps back, hitting a kick to Hahn’s ribs. Hahn cries out in pain. In the other corner Webb delivers knife-edge chops to Messiah, getting WHOOO’s from the crowd. As the chops go on, and the referee tries to break up Webb and Messiah, Hahn hits a low blow on Nirvana.

JC: “OH man that’s going to leave a bruise.”

RW: “THAT is one place you do NOT want to have a bruise at.”

Hahn sets up Nirvana in the corner and hits chop after chop. Webb goes to toss Messiah into the corner as Hahn sets up Nirvana to be whipped out of the corner. Webb and Hahn toss their opponents. Messiah and Nirvana look to be on a collision course when at the last minute Messiah ducks and Nirvana leapfrogs over Messiah. Messiah hits a clothesline on Hahn and Nirvana hits a superkick on Webb. Webb slumps down in the corner as Messiah punches Hahn and sits him on the top. Nirvana turns around and gets an elbow to the back of the head by Webb. Webb runs and tackles Messiah down from behind and Nirvana shakes off the effects of the elbow to the head. Webb and Messiah roll out of the ring as Nirvana runs over to Hahn and climbs the ropes.

RW: “WHAT IS NIRVANA DOING???”

JC: “This could be the end here folks.”

Nirvana goes for a hurricanrana, sliding over and pinning Hahn Mann as Messiah slides into the ring and sits on Nirvana’s back, striking a cocky pose as the referee counts. 1………2………...3! Nirvana and Messiah stand up and get their title belts and kick Hahn in his head for good measure. They walk around the ring and hold up their titles before leaving.

Winner: Preach and Destroy

Sterling bursts into Dean’s office with a smile on her face and a number of papers in her hand. She’s interrupting a meeting with someone, but she doesn’t care. She takes the seat next to the guy and rests her elbows on the table.

Sterling: Deeeeeeeean

In a mocking tone with a hint of anger from the interruption replies.

Dean: Yeeeeeeees?

Sterling: Can I please, please, PUH-LEASE ref the match between Acesuper and Acheston?

Dean: Sure… and Sterling?

Sterling: Yeah?

Dean: Please knock next time.

Sterling nods her head and apologises to the man Dean was talking to. She gets up from her chair, when…

Azurain Shadows: Hey, Dean, I need to ask something of you.

Azurain walks into the room and stands in the doorway.

Dean: Shoot… hey, you’re not scheduled to be here… why are you here?

Azurain: That’s just it… I wanted to ask you if I can ref the match between AceSuper and the US Chump.

Sterling looks on with a gobsmacked look… her mouth wide open. Azurain spots her, looks at Dean…

Azurain: Has this bitch asked to do it already?

Sterling: HEY!

Dean: Both of you… shut up. Sterling, you’re going to ref the match.

Sterling grins and sticks her tongue out at Azurain who just frowns at the Lieutenant Commissioner.

Dean: Shadows… you can ref too.

Sterling: WHAT?!

Dean: You don’t fuck around on my show. Consider it your punishment for not showing up last week…

Sterling: But he’ll be bias! He’ll make AceSuper win!

Dean: And you’ll try and make Cyril Acheston win… that’s why, Sterling, you’re going to count for Acheston, and Shadows will count for AceSuper.

Azurain: Thankyou Dean.

Sterling: FINE!

Sterling storms out of the room in a tantrum and GM Azurain Shadows smiles as he closes the door behind him. Dean and the man he was originally talking to continue their conversation in his office.

The lights die suddenly in the jam packed arena, a white spotlight bringing all eyes to the entrance way. A slight hesitation for a second as "Perfect Strangers" by Deep Purple suddenly blares over the PA system, the crowd letting out their moans and groans of dislike. The black curtains part as AceSuper steps through, a smirk on his face as his fist rise up in the air. A locus of boos swarm over him as he glances left and right, shaking his head in disgust. He calmly chews a piece of gum as he makes is way down the ramp way. He stops and begins to squabble with a couple of fans. They gladly thrust their middle fingers in his face as he reaches back, as if ready to strike. He continues making his way down the ramp way, making sure to avoid the high flive slaps of the wretched fans. AceSuper makes it up the staircase, avoiding a couple of flying beer cups and paper trash. Ace steps through the middle rope and climbs the middle turnbuckle, raising his fist into the air once more, the crowd flaming quickly

The lights dim, and a cold click of a gun's hammer can be heard over the PA. "Weak and Powerless" by A Perfect Circle strikes up as Cyril Acheston appears in the ring entrance. He makes his way to the ring as a huge blast of fire pyro shoots off on either side of the ring entrance. He climbs up on the ring, through the ropes and into the ensuing fray.

Cyril and Acesuper look at each other with pure hatred. They don’t wait for the referees, and immediately start laying into each other with punches.

Blondie – ‘One Way or Another’ plays out over the PA system. Sylvia Sterling, the SFT Lieutenant Commissioner struts out in a pink referee’s costume, completely with pink top hot and cane. She spins around on the spot with her arms in the air and struts down the ramp, looking at Cyril and Acesuper in turn. Sterling stands at the bottom and spins around again. The fans cheer her loudly with the odd member booing her. She rolls in ring and stands up. She walks up to Acheston and plants a kiss on his cheek. He frowns and nudges her away. She just grins at him and spins around a third time. Sterling then looks up the ramp and a flurry of pink pyros drop from the arena ceiling down onto the stage.

Death of Seasons by AFI then plays and GM Azurain walks out. He stands there, looking out directly at Sterling. He slowly moves forward over to the top of the ramp. Sterling cackles and signals to someone up on the roof. With lightning speed, a final pink pyro comes careering down towards Azurain. He dodges out of the way, but falls off the stage into electrical equipment. Acesuper charges her, but she ducks down onto the mat. He trips and falls into the ropes, bounces back and walks right into a german suplex from Cyril.

JC: Sterling’s done it again!

RW: She’s delibrately knocked Azurain out of this match so they could double team Acesuper.

JC: Well, both Cyril and Sterling have ties to the EWA.

RW: No, MS. BLACK has ties to the EWA, Sterling is just her puppet.

JC: Now now, I think that relationship ended at the PPV.

Acesuper gets right back onto his feet and takes Cyril down with snapmare/flipping neckbreaker. He then stares at Sterling with bloodlust and walks up to her. He reaches to grab her, but she ducks under his arm, pulls her top hat over his head and swing into his face.

RW: Batters up!

JC: Hahahahaha… hey, Acesuper could be pretty fucked up there after that shot.

RW: Whoa! …WHOA! FUCK! Azurain’s back up!

JC: No way!

Sterling sees him and slides out of the ring. He catches up with her easily though and lifts her up over his head. He brings her down and just laughs, seeing the fear in her face. She jumps up and slaps him. He slaps her back sending her to the ground and gets into the ring through the middle ropes. Cyril is up by this point and again Acesuper and Acheston are exchanging blows. Azurain however, doesn’t interfere, he stands and watches from his spot.

Acesuper lifts Cyril up for a suplex, but he twists out of it, landing behind AS (Acesuper). CA (Cyril Acheston) goes for a dragon sleeper, but before he can properly apply it, AS reverses it and hits a ¾ face lock bulldog. Both men quickly get up again and somehow AS manages to lock in the Ace’s Dealt very early in the match.

JC: Cyril could lose it here.

RW: I can’t believe Azurain isn’t even being bias here.

Cyril is dropped in the center of the ring and AS covers him.

1… 2… NO!

Sterling dragged Azurain out of the ring and hit him with a European uppercut. He turns his back on her, checks his nose, and turns back, onto to step into the Can Can Slam.

RW: This is Sterling’s trademark move.

JC: Essentially a flamboyant bareback.

RW: I like the flamboyant bit though.

In the ring, AS notices he hasn’t won, and gets up off Cyril. Sterling on the outside, with Azurain hooked up for the CCS, kicks once, kicks up twice and goes to lift Azurain up. However, he reverses and hits an STO on her. In the ring, AS grabs the top rope, bounces up and balances on it. He jumps off high and lands across Sterling hitting a suicida. With the help of Azurain, AS is lifted back onto his feet and gets into the ring.

RW: I think Sterling is dead.

JC: There is a lot of tension between Cyril and Acesuper. Obviously Azurain and Acesuper want to win this one.

RW: Well there’s a bit more behind it than just a match you know, this one was requested.

JC: And Sterling and Azurain just added themselves into the array backstage.

Azurain gets into the ring and immediately goes down for the count as Cyril hits a huge DDT on AS.

1… … … … …
2… … … … …
Kickout!

RW: Not bias huh?

JC: Okay… I got it wrong… shut your mouth…

RW: There must have been a pause –

JC: I SAID SHUT UP!

RW: *whispering* There must have been a pause of about 10 seconds between each count!

Cyril gets up and smashes Azurain across the head with a haymaker that sends the GM referee into the turnbuckle. Sterling, now looking pretty tired from everything, holding her ribs, tugs at Azurain’s legs, pulling him down onto the mat. She continues to pull, forcing the GM’s family jewels into the steel post. She then reveals a piece of rope and starts tying his legs together. She has to stop half way through due to the pain she was in, but Azurain was in more pain and stayed there in his painful position, not even struggling. She finally manages to tie the rope together, trapping the GM’s legs around the steel post.

RW: She just tied Azurain to the ring post! CHEAT!

Cyril has gone back to AS and has hit another huge DDT on him. He covers, but Sterling is unable to get into the ring. There isn’t even a one count. Cyril however, frantic to win, gets up and helps Sterling in via the steel steps and ring ropes. She rests up against the opposite turnbuckle from Azurain and watches the match for a while.

Cyril was met with an electric chair drop, into a backwards falling powerbomb as he helped Sterling. AS made a cover but Sterling didn’t bother counting and Azurain was in coo coo land. AS gets up now and spears Sterling into the turnbuckle for screwing him over, making her drop down into a sitting position. AS takes a few steps back, then runs forward, sticking out his knee in front of him. Sterling barely escapes and AS is unaffected. He turns around to face Cyril and drop kicks him in the face, then as The Gunner tries to get up again, he runs against the ropes and hits him with a running facebuster.

RW: That is quite a simple move…

JC: Yet a very effective and dangerous one.

RW: His nose could be broken!

AS laughs and goes to lock in a sharpshooter. At this point, Azurain appears fine again, but is still tied up and unable to break the knot, and Sterling is in a pretty bad state too after the attack from outside of the ring. Cyril struggles to not tap.

RW: It would be quite an upset should the US champion be beaten by this…

JC: New guy.

RW: Yeah.

JC: Hey look, who’s that?

A figure jumps over the barricade wearing a black boiler suit and dramatic tragedy mask. It rolls into the ring and looks over the scenario. Over in the corner somehow, GM Azurain Shadows had managed to untie himself. He was standing up, looking very peeved, his chest heaving rapidly and heavily. Acesuper still has the sharpshooter locked in on Cyril and poor Sterling is still slumped in the corner. The figure looks around, deciding what to do. The decision is made for it though as Azurain runs at the masked boiler suit.

RW: Who the fuck is that?

The figure slides between the GM’s legs and locks in a tazzmission. The figure moves over to the ropes and somehow manages to throw the General Manager to the outside while still maintaining the choke hold. The figure then darts forward towards Acesuper and Cyril. It sweeps it’s leg, and knocks Acesuper flat on his back, breaking the hold. The kick had connected to the side of the head while he had his submission maneuver locked in. Cyril Acheston is soon back on his feet.

JC: I think this masked character has cost Acesuper the win!

Cyril drags Acesuper up and whips him against the ropes. He hits the Final Shot on his sorry ass. He lifts Acesuper up again and hits another devestating Final Shot on Acesuper, and then a third, which sends a horrible cracking noise out around the arena and a fountain of blood spurts from Acesuper’s mouth on impact.

RW: Clever tactics from Cyril. I wondered whether a man like Acesuper would be able to kick out from one or two Final Shots, but that third one has left the US champ’s opponent for dead.

Meanwhile, as this was happening, the figure in the boiler suit approached Sterling and dragged her up onto her feet. It hits one gutwrench powerbomb on Sterling, lifts her up, locking her head between it’s legs, lifts her up again and smacks Sterling into the ground with a harsh snap powerbomb, and then persues to lift her up one more time. This time the figure turns around, keeping her back to the turnbuckle. With a swift movement, the figure falls back causing Sterling to crash chin first into the turnbuckle. She bounces off and lands on the mat. Her hair was thickly matted with blood and she was now completely outcold.

The figure and Cyril Acheston make eye contact, and the figure nods. Cyril seems to understand the gesture and drops down on top of Acesuper. The masked figure grabs Sterling’s hand, and bangs it off the mat 3 times, then waves the hand around in the air. The bell rings and Cyril Acheston is announced as the winner. The masked figure quickly slides out of the ring, hurdles over the barricade and moves through the crowds again. Acheston is handed his US title and begins to walk up the ramp, turning back to see if he can see the figure that had just helped him.

RW: Dude, the champ didn’t even know anything about that!

JC: How do you know?

RW: Look at him, he’s just as confused as the rest of us!

JC: Randy, that isn’t a look of confusion, thats a look of anticipation and excitement. I get the feeling Acheston will want to meet up with the guy who saved his ass. Jesus, a man like our US champ doesn’t get confused! He’s one step ahead of the rest of us schmucks.

RW: He’s probably grateful then, right? I mean, I would be!

JC: But you’re a gimp. Anywho, tell us who you think that masked figure was. You know how to contact us!

RW: Yeah, because whoever it is will have a lot to answer for attacking not Azurain AND Sterling. They both look like they’re in a pretty bad way right now.

JC: Sterling will be so fucking pissed off when she finds out someone used her to win the match.

RW: John… Cyril won!

JC: So?

RW: Sterling was there to count for Acheston anyway!

JC: Still, I’D be pissed off with whoever had just knocked me out cold.

Winner: Cyril Acheston

 ::The scene suddenly cuts to back stage. We see Jeff King carrying a duffel bag and his new bodyguards walking down the hall. They are here to enforce some of King's will no doubt. It probably has something to do with Erik or Schizo or even maybe Slayer. Who knows.::

RW - Oh what are they doing here?

JC - Hey they're the employees of a SFT do they need a reason why?

RW - They do when their the GM and his bodyguards of another show.

JC - Oh yeah...

::All of a sudden the both of them are blind sided. Link gets shoved forward and falls on his face and Jason gets thrown into a room. Jeff jumps back. The man shuts the door and puts a chair under the knob so it won't open again. The camera pans up and we see that it's Alexander Mortaigus. He has a smile on his face as he walks over to Link who's on all fours now. He lands a swift kick to Link's gut. Link reels in pain. Mortaigus grabs him by the throat and lifts him up into the air. Then he Deathslams him onto a table that's up against the wall.::

JC - DEATHSLAM!

RW - Mortaigus from no where blindsides King's bodyguards and Deathslams Link through a table.

::Mortaigus kicks the chair away from the door ready to fight Jason now. Jason bursts through the door and hits Mortaigus in the face with a right hand. Mortaigus comes back with right hands of his own and quickly gains the advantage. Mortaigus throws Jason onto a table and gets on it too. He then hooks Jason up and goes for a suplex. NO! wait he switched at the last moment and turned it into a piledriver.::

JC - Scarred For Life!

RW - Alexander Mortaigus decimating King's bodyguards.

JC - He can not be happy seeing this.

::Mortaigus gets up and looks at Jeff and he smiles.::

Jeff King - This is in Sabaji Title,Yeah I know it looks like the AOG title but. IT'S NOT......Hey I just instated it and all so....Umm.....Please step away from the guards and uh.....

::Jeff runs down the hall with Mortaigus walking after him.::

Alexander Mortaigus - JEFF!

::Jeff ducks into a locker room and sees Rob Mortaigus Alexander's brother.::

JK - SO your that freak's brother huh? Your sister is one hot bitch! But you...your as ugly as an ass, I mean shit you sure you didn't escape from the zoo?

::Rob walks right up to Jeff and they go nose to nose.::

Rob Mortaigus - I think you're going to want apologize for all that crap you just said King. And get out of my face and out of here before my brother gets back and beats your ass.

JK - What? Too scared to do it yourself? Can't do anything with out your big brother around? Too much of a chicken to stand up for yourself? Bawk bawk bickaw! Chicken. Yeah that's what I thought.

RM - I was going to be nice to my brother and let him kick your ass but it looks like I'm going to have the pleasure myself.

::Rob takes a swing but before he can connect Jeff hits him in the face with the title belt knocking Rob out cold. He stands there laughing for a minute but realizes where he is and runs out of there before Mortaigus walks into the room to see his brother laid out. He gets a cross between a sad and pissed off look on his face and kneels down and checks on his brother.::

"Dirty Window" by Mettalica plays and Chris Kanath walks out. A Kanath fact is shown next to his name and he stops in the middle of the ramp. He is usually taunted by the fans and he looks angry. He then points to the C.K on the tape and tells the fan to go to hell. He jumps in the ring and goes to the second rope on any of the turnbuckles and poses. He is then given a microphone by someone and he usually tells the fans that its great to be in blah blah whatever town. Then he usually tells the fans that he had traffic trouble from all the fat slobs getting to the arena. Fans boo loudly he drops the microphone and points to the C.K again and awaits his opponent.

Then Myris walks down the ramp and gets into the ring, referee Tyson then calls for the bell, but before that a bunch of monkeys enter the ring, and then beat the shit out of Myris, then even bite him in his most privet of places. Then Myris falls to the floor in pain as the monkeys leave, Chimpo the Chimp then stands at the top of the ramp then the rest of the monkeys leave.

JC: WHAT THE FUCK!

RW: THIS ISN’T TITANS, WHAT THE HELL!.

Kanath then laughs and then pins Myris. 1…2…3

Kanath then celebrates his win and walks to the back.

Winner: Chris Kanath

 Kanath then walks to the back, and on the side Dean is standing there waiting for him.

Chris Kanath: Here to say congrats on the win.

Erik Dean: No, I am here to tell you about the match you will be booked in next week my Friend. Sense Myris was a dud thanks to that fucking monkey. You will be facing this man.

Slayer then walks out from the behind the wall and smiles out Kanath

Chris Kanath: No way I want you next week.

Erik Dean: Sorry, but if you want me, you will have to beat Slayer next week. If you can’t , then sorry but your not worth it.

Dean and Slayer begin to laugh as we fade to a commercial

The arena goes completely black and a blue spotlight shines on the entrance way as "Disposable Teens" by Marilyn Manson starts. The Entourage logo then flashes over the big screen and a large blast of blue and white pyro shoots out. Standing at the top of the ramp, with a bottle of water in his hand, is Sean Lane. He spins around for the crowd and slowly makes his way to the ring, look extrmely focused. This is one match Sean Lane really wants to win. He enters the ring via the middle rope and stares at the entrance waiting for Rylos.

JC: Look at the intensity in Lane's eyes. He is ready, he is focused.

RW: I haven't seen him like this since he and Sparks battled it out in that brutal Hell in a Cell match

JC: Lets hope Lane wins this one

RW: ...no.

The arena turns completely red, followed by Redeemer by M. Manson hitting the P.A. system. Then as Rylos makes his way from the back, a burst of red flames shoot out from the entrance ramp as he makes his way down to the ring..

Sean Lane walks over to Rylos, they are nose to nose. Lane begins to trash talk, and Rylos being the clalm man he is is patiently waiting for Lane to quiet down. Suddenly Triple X's music hits the speakers and Lane looks up and rushes over to the side of the ring and is glaring down at the entrance once again, waiting for Triple X to come out. And slowly he enters the stage, smirking. Sean Lane points and begins to yell "Come get some", Triple X laughs and points behind Sean. Sean turns around and Sean and is met by a solid right hand by Rylos!

And the match is under way.

Rylos whips Sean into the ropes, Sean bounces of the ropes and is met by a vicious standing drop kick from Rylos knocking him to the canvas, by this time Triple X is now slowly coming down to the ring.

JC: Sean is at a bit of a disadvantage now with Triple X coming to ringside.

RW: Not to mention the distraction of his... fasionably late entrance. The man is a genious.. JC: You know.. this is Inferno - you dont have to kiss his ass..

RW: What?!

Rylos bounces off the ropes and hits a low but stiff drop kick to the head of Sean Lane as he is still down on the canvas. Triple X is barking orders at Rylos telling him to pick him up. Rylos does as he's told and picks Sean up, but Sean knocks Rylos' hands away, causing Rylos to be open to attack, and he comes at him with a nice right hand. Lane grabs the left arm of Rylos, looking to whip him into the ropes, but he doesnt release his grip, he pulls Rylos to him, and clotheslines him down to the canvas with his free hand. Lane quickly turns to Triple X as if to say "You're next." Triple X looks pissed.

RW: If Lane keeps focusing on Triple X, he's going to be in trouble..

JC: I think that's X's intentions, fool.

RW: I don't like this new attitude..

Lane picks up Rylos and whips him into the corner. He charges at him and connects with a solid elbow to the face of Rylos. Rylos is dazed and falls ass first to the canvas. Lane looks around as the crowd are almost begging him to stomp the hell out of Triple X's protege. He looks back down at his opponent and goes to stomp the hell out of him, but Rylos has other plans as he grabs the foot of Lane, and with his right foot, kicks Lane's foot knocking him down to the canvas, with the delight of Mr. Xavier.

JC: Wow.. Great counter by Rylos

RW: What more did you expect? Triple X is his mentor so to speak..

JC: Urgh..

Rylos, almost cat like leaps on to the top of the apron. Triple X is smiling, and telling rylos to do it, Rylos looks down at Triple X, and nods in acknoledgment. He then leaps off the apron and connects with a leg drop right on the head of Sean Lane. He quicky goes for the cover..

1...2...

Lane kicks out, to the delight of the fans in attendance, but not to the delight of Mr. Xavier. He can't belive it, and jumps upon to the apron and starts yelling at the ref - by this time, Sean Lane is on his knees, using Rylos to help him up to his feet. Sean then looks up at Rylos and suddenly strikes his neather regions with his right hand, causing Rylos to fall to the canvas.

RW: THE HELL WAS THAT!?

JC: Um.. a Low Blow

RW: He can't do that to Rylos, dammit!

JC: He just did, moron

RW: AND WHATS WITH THIS ATTITUDE OF YOURS JC?! Wife not putting out

JC: ....

And back to the action we go, as Lane walks over to Triple X, he pushes the referee out of the way and smashes Mr. Xavier off the apron the only way Sean knows how - with a closed right hand. The crowd pop as our Commish hits off the barricade. Sean Lane now gives Rylos his undivided attention, he slowly walks over to him, knowing he has him right where he wants him - he picks him up, puts Rylos' right arm over his head, grabs his tights and with all his strength lifts him up and drops him down back first onto the hard mat.

RW: Uh oh..

JC: Laneplexes!!

Lane doesn't let go, and goes for the second veritical suplex in a row - and connects, with a mighty big smile on his face as Xavier looks on in anger. Lane picks Rylos up again, ready for another suplex, he holds him for a while and just seconds before he drops him down for the third and final suplex, he gives our Commish a arrogant wink, then pummels Rylos down to the canvas. Triple X is going nuts, he rushes around to the other side of the ring, as Lane makes the cover..

1...2...

Triple X: REF!! REF!!

The referee looks up at Damion, Rylos' foot is on the ropes. We all know how that got there right? Yes, Mr. Xavier put it there. Lane looks up at Damion and he is furious - he had the mach won, and every body knows it. Sean Lane gets out of the ring, as Damion begins running. Sean Lane of course chases him. He runs past the two announces and slides into the ring, shortly followed by "The Sweetness", of course by this time Rylos is up, and as Lane heads of his number one target his face is introduced to Rylos' fist and he crashes to the mat. Triple X is laughing - his plan worked. Lane gets up to his feet rubbing his chin, the punch from Rylos hurt... ALOT! He glares at Rylos and swings a punch - it's blocked. Kick to the mid section by Rylos. Rylos grabs Sean by the scruff of the next and throws him to the outside. Rylos seems to have twisted his knee in the proccess, and calls for the referee to assist him. Of course while the referee is attending to the "injured" Rylos, Damion Xavier is kicking the crap out of Sean Lane, he is stomping him into the ground. He picks Sean up and throws him into the steel steps. He picks him up again, and rolls him into the ring, and how conveniant - Rylos isn't hurt anymore, He drops down and hooks Sean's leg, the referee is in the right position to see his shoulders

JC: No! Rylos is going to steal this one!

RW: Steal? Are we watching the same match?

1...2....

And Lane kicks out!

RW: How did he kick out!?!

Again Triple X can't believe it, neither can Rylos, he begins to pound the mat in frustration. He picks Lane up, but Lane shoves him away, Rylos charges at Lane, but Lane ducks, and with ease, lifts Rylos onto his shoulders, He turns to Triple X and points at him before driving Rylos' head straight into the canvas hitting a vicious Death Valley Driver. Lane quickly gets up, not taking his eyes of Triple X as he proceeds to climb the apron. He is on the top rope, facing the fans, looking down at the Commish, he raises his arms in the air, Triple X once again gets involved in this match, as he grabs the right foot of Lane, not allowing him to leap off the top rope. Lane battles away, trying to free his self from Xaviers grasp, and eventualy he does, booting him in the face causing him to stumble into the announce table, but by this time Rylos has recovered and is behind Lane, he grabs Lanes feet, and proceeds to slam him down into the canvas, Lanes neck snaps back onto the mat, and he looks really hurt, Rylos quickly goes for the cover

1........ 2..........

RW: What the hell!?!

JC: Chris Kanath has foiled Triple X's plan and has pulled the referee out of the ring.

Triple X and Silent Fury are disgusted. Chris Kanath - supporting an Entourage Shirt looks up and smiles, as both of them head for him as he leaps over the barracade and gets the hell out of there. Damion and Silent Fury follow - they want some revenge.

Back to the ring.

Sean Lane is up, he is staggering around a little. Rylos swings a punch at Sean, he ducks underneat it, Rylos quickly tuns around and is met with a kick to the gut followed by..

JC: TASTE OF SWEETNESS!!! TASTE OF SWEETNESS!!

RW: NO!!

Sean Lane drops down into the cover, the referee heads into the ring

1...... 2......... 3!!!!

JC: SEAN HAS DONE IT!! After a three man attack, Sean Lane wins this brilliant match up!

RW: I.. I.. I can't believe it

Winner: Sean Lane

 Again we find ourself backstage following Wrestling's Numero Uno. He seems to have recovered from the beating he took from Radiant. He has a bunch of Red Roses in his right hand. He makes his way down the hall and comes to Brandi's own personal locker room. He confidently knocks on the door, and is promtly answered by Brandi who is in her wrestle atire looking ready for her big World Championship match. She looks quite surprised to see Damien; but happy non the less.

Brandi James: "Hello stranger.."

Damien Sparks: "Hello beautiful."

Brandi looks down and notices he has roses in his hand.

Brandi James: "So, who's the lucky girl?"

Damien lifts up the roses, and smiles.

Damien Sparks: "You of course."

Damien hands the roses over to Brandi, she smiles as she recieves the flowers.

Brandi James: "Damien, thank you.

Damien Sparks: "There is no need to thank me baby, your smile is thanks enough. I just stopped by tonight to wish you good luck in your big championship bout tonight; not that you need it. I know you are going to be the first woman to ever hold the World Championship.

Brandi James: "You always know exaclty what to say. I really appreciate your support.

With that said, one of the backstage workers calls for Brandi.

Damien Sparks: "Well, Miss James - your time has come. It's time for you to go out there and make history, you ready?"

Brandi James: "You know it."

They hug, and before they part Damien gives Brandi a gentle kiss on the forehead.

Damien Sparks: "Good luck."

The lights dim and "Headstrong" by Trapt starts up. As the bass line picks up, two shots of purple and silver pyro shoot straight up towards the arena's rafters. As the smoke clears, Brandi James and Damien Sparks stand on top of the ramp. He twirls her around and pulls her back in into his arms. They smile and continue walking down together. Sean Lane trails a few yards behind them. Sparks moves ahead and slides into the ring, pulling the ropes apart for Brandi James. She jogs up the steel steps and then steps into the ring. Lane leans up against the barricade outside with his arms crossed on his chest, not amused. Sparks kisses Brandi then drops down to the mat and then rolls out under the bottom rope back to ringside, and comes face to face with Lane! They stare at each other for a long time, and the tension is unbearable. The fans watch on silently but Sparks lifts his nose up and smirks. Lane stays there, not backing down an inch. Eventually Sparks moves down and takes his seat a few yards from Sean.

"Wait and Bleed" by Slipknot begins to play. The fans give a mixed reaction when they see the words "DEAD PAC" on the tron. Suddenly, the music cuts off and so do the lights. After a sudden burst of flames, red spotlights flicker all over the arena and they go into one, that stays on the center of the stage. Moments later, "Waiting to Die" by (hed) PE blasts and Aj Nin Red Rum walks out with the World Heavyweight Championship around his waist. Dressed today in black boxing shorts and taped fists, Aj Nin bounces back and forth with his head lowered. When he throws his head up, pyro comes up from the circle around him and the lights come back on. As he begins to walk, Prophet and the two members of the Cruel Fate come out. Aj Nin turns around and shakes his head. The three men then go backstage. Aj Nin continues his journey down the ramp and he slides into the ring. He takes the belt from around his waist and he holds it with one hand. Aj Nin climbs to the turnbuckle and he holds the belt high in the air. He then turns around and sits down on the top turnbuckle with the title firmly over his shoulder.

Brandi James goes in quick and tries to take ANRR down from the turnbuckle, but he puts a boot up and knocks her down to the mat. He jumps up from the second rope and goes for an elbow drop, but he hits the floor, not the beautiful Brandi James. Shes up and drags him into the middle of the ring and hits the World champion with a leg drop. Then another… And yet another leg drop. ANRR rolls over and tries to get up, but Brandi hits him with a soccer kick to the gut, sending him flying onto his back. She quickly mounts him and bangs his head off the mat. Referee Adam Brookes pulls her off after counting to 5.

RW: Brandi James is really trying to wear down the World Champion.

JC: I think it’ll take quite a lot of wearing down before she can even think about beating the Champion.

RW: But she can do anything.

Aj Nin is already back onto his feet and brushes Adam Brookes to the side. He grabs Brandi and whips her into the ropes. He follows up behind her and as she twists around of the ropes, he knees her in the gut, hooks her head under his arm and bulldogs her. ANRR laughs at Damien and Lane outside and lifts Brandi to her feet. Adam Brookes is knocked off his feet when the World Champ pulls back his arm to punch Brandi square in the nose. With the distraction, Brandi drops to her knees and hits ANRR with a low blow. She stands back up and lifts ANRR off his feet, hitting a Manhattan drop, damaging the World Champion’s testicles even further. If that wasn’t enough, Brandi lifts ANRR and hits an amazing implant DDT on ANRR. She goes for a pin. Adam Brookes is still down.

RW: Damn!

JC: Brandi! Keep in there! You can do it hunny!

RW: You’re going soft of me John.

Brandi gets up and so does ANRR. She goes for a clothesline across his chest… but he ducks! He reaches out behind him and grabs her jaw. He drops down to the mat hitting a neckbreaker that makes Brandi’s whole body bounce off the mat! He goes for a cover. Adam Brookes is still down. Aj Nin Red Rum freaks out and lifts Adam Brookes to his feet. He begins to tap him to wake him up, but his head just lolls around on his shoulders. ANRR tosses him back into the turnbuckle and turns around…

WHAM!

JC: DAMIEN SPARKS JUST SMASHED A CHAIR OVER THE CHAMPS HEAD!

RW: HORRENDOUS!

WHAM! WHAM! CCCCCCRACK!

The last chair shot sends Aj Nin down like a ton of bricks. Blood begins to pour from a cut in his forehead. Brandi James is now up and has clambered up to the top rope. She leaps off an hits…

RW + JC: THE LONG KISS GOODNIGHT!

RW: This has got to be the end…

There is a long, long pause as Brandi James covers Aj Nin. Referee Adam Brookes is still out. On the outside of the ring, Sean Lane is banging on the apron. Sparks screams out “FOR FUCK’S SAKE”. Sparks slides in the ring and shoves the referee to the floor. He lifts up his hand and drops it. The fans cry out…

1!

He does it again.

2!

And again…

There is a deafening gasp throughout the arena. ANRR got his shoulder up!

JC: GOD NO!

He shifts Brandi off of him with power and gets up to his feet. He clotheslines Sparks out of the ring and knocks Brandi over with another knee to the gut. He brings her back up, twists her around and knocks her brains around by hitting her with an inverted facelock brainbuster suplex. Lane moves forward and smacks ANRR in the face as he attempts to lock in the Ozone Pot Leaf, breaking the hold. Adam Brookes finally shakes off and gets up off the floor, but fails to notice the attack from Lane. Brandi gets up again using the ropes this time and dropkicks ANRR into the turnbuckle. He falls forward and lands on all fours. Brandi runs forward and steps up on ANRR, grabs the top rope and falls back down on top of the champion.

JC: Innovative.

RW: Brandi James is innovation.

JC: Yuh huh… pity she isn’t a huge 600lb Sumo. She would have killed Aj Nin with that.

RW: WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?

JC: Huh?

RW: Brandi James is perfect! You don’t pity her for not being a fat momma!

She lifts the Murder Ninja up but keeps him bending over. She pushes his head in between her thighs..

RW: Now who wouldn’t want to be there?

JC: Hahahahaha.

She wraps her arms around his waist and lifts him up vertically… there’s a “WOOOOO” in the crowd and then Brandi drops down. ANRR slumps and falls to the mat.

JC: Oh look, here comes trouble.

From backstage, Cruel Fate and Prophet run down the ramp. Both members of Cruel Fate are tackled by Sparks and Lane, but Prophet makes it into the ring. He charges at Brandi and spears her straight out of the ring. Prophet falls to the outside too, but gets up and jumps over the barricade. Adam Brookes looks and thinks about disqualifying Aj Nin Red Rum, but looks at Brandi and thinks better of it.

JC: The belt won’t change hand via disqualification.

RW: I know… do you think… Adam Brookes WANTS Brandi to win?

JC: Dunno…

Suicyde and Virus 2.0 escape too and manage to run backstage again. Back in the ring, Aj Nin is back up and looks for Brandi. The champ sees his stable mates running backstage and a blank look spreads across his face.

RW: Is he happy or angry that Dead Pac helped him out?

JC: Dunno…

RW: Why do you keep saying “dunno”?

JC: Dunno.

Adam Brookes tells him that Brandi’s been knocked outside. He peers over, and without a second thought he flips over the top rope… BUT HE HITS THE COLD… CONCRETE… FLOOR!

JC: BRANDI! THAT VIXEN! SHE MOVED!

Brandi James stands up with a huge grin on her face… She looks at the bloody World Champ in front of her, who was still suffering from the cut on his forehead that was gushing out blood. Suddenly, the look of happiness changed into a look of pure fear. Aj Nin Red Rum sat up and stood up, towering over Brandi and breathing heavily on her face. She fights back before he can even lay a finger on her however, ramming ANRR into the announcers table. John and Randy move out of the way as Brandi rolls the World Champ onto the table. The Goddess gets up too and Aj Nin gets up onto his feet without assistance. He reaches out and grabs her by the hair. She flails her arms around to try and escape, but ANRR hooks her up preparing to his Darkness Falls. However, as the World Champ attempts to lift up the Goddess, Sean Lane holds her feet, preventing the Dead Pac member to lift her up! Brandi escapes from the hold, kicks ANRR from the gut, and hits the Final Nail on the champ!!!!

RW: THE TABLE FELL THROUGH! THE WORLD CHAMP COULD BE OUT OF IT! WE MAY HAVE A NEW CHAMPION HERE TONIGHT!

JC: Get him in the ring Brandi! Pin him!

Brandi and Lane both lift ANRR and push him in the ring with great speed. Brandi slides in and pins ANRR. Everyone in the arena counts along.

OOOOOOOONE! TWOOOOOOOO!

THR-------!

RW: NO! NO! NO!

Aj Nin Red Rum kicked out! Brandi gets up and looks completely gob smacked. He grabs her throat and gets up with completely ease. Brandi shakes her head and slaps the champ with her free hand, however, he then grabs that and puts it over his arm. He lifts her up, and falls down onto his buttocks nailing a devestating sit out chokeslam. He pins her, pressing her shoulders down into the mat.

ONE!
TWO!

Referee Adam Brookes stands up and stops counting. He points to Brandi’s foot on the bottom rope and a suspicious looking Damien Sparks standing at ringside. The champ begins to shout at Sparks while getting back up and holding James by the hair. He shoves her head under her arm, and lifts her up for a reverse suplex. Then he spins… everyone knows what’s coming next! YES! DARKNESS FALLS! Brandi James rolls to the side and ANRR goes for another pin.

ONE!
TWO!
THRRRRRRR…

Adam Brookes stands up again and points out the rope break. This time Sean Lane is standing round. He even pretends to get offended when ANRR accuses him of cheating. The champion roars out with pure anger and throws Brandi onto her feet. He hits a crucifix powerbomb DDT, followed by Belly to Back Crossface Chickenwing Suplex. He picks her up and smacks her with a hook in the nose, holding her up while doing so. A trickle of blood begins to drain from her nose now. Aj Nin whips her against the ropes, and on her return, locks her into a Canadian Backbreaker. He holds the move standing up, bouncing up and down, wrenching her back. She doesn’t tap though… whether that’s because she’s too out of it, or because she’s one tough bitch, no one knows… In the end, ANRR drops onto one knee hitting a super shoulder breaker on her. He lifts her up again…

RW: This is merciless decimation!

JC: ANRR is tearing Brandi apart!

He lifts her up for a suplex and drops forward, bring Brandi’s chest across the champ’s chest. She bounces up and falls to the floor. ANRR hooks her legs and bridges over for a pin.

ONE!
TWO!
TWO AND A HALF!
TWO AND ELEVEN TWELFHS!
KICKOUT!

RW: Brandi’s still in there!

Brandi rolls onto her front and gets onto her hands and knees. ANRR looks at her and stands back laughing. Brandi then charges at ANRR as he is not paying attention and hits a closeline sending both of them to the mat, Brandi then hops back to her feet and picks ANRR up and then uses all of her straight and lifts him up and hits a brain buster and then goes into a pin.

1…
Kick out

Aj Nin got a shoulder up at the last second, Brandi then gets up slowly and waits for Aj Nin to get up, Brandi then walks towards Aj Nin, Aj Nin is on one knee as she walks towards him, then Aj Nin springs to his feet and hits a “Darkness Falls” and Brandi looks to be out cold

JC: This cant be good

Aj Nin goes for the cover.

1…
2
KICK OUT!

Aj Nin sits up in disbelief as Brandi begins to get back to her feet, Aj Nin gets up and then kicks Brandi back down. Aj Nin then picks up Brandi and sends her to the corner, Aj Nin then runs at Brandi, but Brandi grabs onto the ropes and pulls her self up and uses her legs to grab onto Aj Nin’s neck and hits “Foreplay”. Brandi then goes for the cover.

1…
KICKOUT!

RW: Holy shit.

JC: Its back to back in there, who will win?

Brandi is using the ropes to get back to her feet, and Aj Nin is coughing up blood now as he lies there on the mat. Aj Nin then gets back to his feet slowly, he then looks over to Brandi and smiles, Brandi then runs over and tries to kick him but Aj Nin bounces back and then jumps forward and hits a closeline

JC: That must have taking a lot out of Aj Nin to move like that though

Aj Nin then gets back up and picks up Brandi by her hair, Aj Nin then trys and hits another Darkness falls. But Brandi counts with a kick to the nutz, the ref didn’t see it, but the fans are cheering. Brandi then hooks Aj Nin and hits the “Final Nail” and Aj Nin is out cold, but Brandi is not moving.

JC: COME ON, PIN HIM!

RW: GET UP!

Brandi then covers Aj Nin and the Referee starts the count.

1……
2……
3……

JC: OMG, SHE HAS DONE IT!

Lane then rushes into the ring to celabrate with Brandi. He then grabs the title from the ref and hands it to her, but at the top of the ramp way, is Sparks looking into the ring, Lane then smirks and looks at brandi then, he then helps her out of the ring and up the ramp, Lane then gives off this look like he has something Sparks doesn’t as they reach Sparks. Sparks then hugs Brandi and Lane looks pissed, but then Sparks looks at Lane, and kicks him in the gut

JC: WTF?

Sparks then grabs Lane by the head, and then throws Lane off the stage and down below into a bunch of tables.

RW: WTF?

Sparks then lends out his arm to Brandi, and she smiles and grabs onto his arm and walk to the backstage.

JC and RW: Wow……

Winner: Brandi James

As Aj Nin Red Rum is getting back to his feet in the ring, suddenly out runs Myris with a steel chair.

JC: Oh no, this doesn’t look good.

RW: Quick, somebody tell Aj he’s in trouble.

Myris then slides into the ring behind Aj, gets back up, and starts aiming the chair at Aj. As he waits for Aj to turn around, once Aj does, Myris swings the chair right at Aj’s head as it takes down the Ozone Park native.

JC: Ouch, now that will leave a mark on Aj for awhile.

Myris then begins to slams to chair onto the arm of Aj, each one never missing. After about five, the ref then pulls Myris away from Aj as Myris then has a cocky little smile across his face.

RW: Oh, now your happy aren’t you? You took out our former World Champion with a chair, that’s worth smiling about.

Myris and turns around and heads over the bell ringer. When he makes it, he then pushes the ringer out of his, and grabs the Strike Fantasy Towers World Title from the table that holds the bell. From there, Myris just stares at it, a gleam of hope comes over his eyes as he then turns to back to Aj and many referees and medical staff surrounding him. Myris then makes his way back into the ring and over to Aj. From there he pushes many of the staff aside and gets right into Aj’s face with the World Title and begins to trash talk him. Suddenly, “Cocky” by Kid Rock then blasts through the speakers as the crowd begins to Damien Sparks while he quickly walks down to the ring pointing at Myris and shaking his head. Myris then turns his attention to Damien as he slides into the ring and gets up. The two then stand face to face, each one trash talking the other about the World Title.

JC: Yes, we are going to see these two face off again.

RW: Somebody gets Aj out of the ring before it happens though.

JC: Nah, keep him in there, I reckon it would be fun.

As the two stop trash talking, they turn their backs to each other and begin grinning, as if they both have a plan. They then suddenly turn around and look like they are about to hit each other, but instead begin to lay the boots into Aj. As they do, suddenly Ice, Black and Incubus come running down the ramp and slide into the ring, but waiting for them is Damien and Myris who then turn their attention to the three. Black and Damien pick up where they left off while Ice and Incubus begin to work on Myris.

RW: Here we go, the fight is now even.

JC: Its like three on two and its even now?

RW: Well..umm..just shut up.

Suddenly, Damien picks up Black and hits his “Difference Maker” on Black. He then kicks Black to the outside and then turns to Myris to see his getting fists to the stomach from Ice and Incubus. This causes his him to head over to Ice, grab the former XCW World Champion by the hair and bring her into the middle of the ring, and then hit his Superiority Complex on Ice. As Incubus then turns his attention to Damien, Myris then grabs Incubus, Myris then slowly begins to climb the turnbuckle as Damien trash talks to Incubus. Once Myris is on the top rope, Damien then points to Myris and Incubus then turns around to then get hit by the “Fall From Grace.”

JC: OH MY GOD..those two took out the Dead Pac by themselves.

Suddenly “Shoots and Ladders” by Korn hits as out walks Shadow.

RW: Oh no they didn’t, they have yet to take out the man that is Strike Fantasy Towers.

Shadow then walks down the ramp as he shakes his head. He then walks over to the steps and climbs up them and reaches the top. From there, he steps into the ring and look at the pair as Damien helps Myris up.

Shadow: What do you two think your doing? You think you run this place?

Damien and Myris then return the questions with two smirks.

Shadow: You think this is funny? You think that you two can do what you please? Come on, surely you two by now should be smart than that to push a man with my power around. So what do you want? A Title shot? A brand new car? Just what.

As Myris then is about to grab Shadow’s hand with the mic and bring it over to his mouth. “HERE COME”S THE BOOM” then begins echo throughout the arena. The lights then proceed to go out as the crowd wait in darkness.

JC: I have heard that before, but from where?

“Boom” by POD then begins to blast through the speakers in the arena as red lights run rampant throughout the arena and smoke begins to fill the entrance way. The fans begin to question when is going on until a figure can be seen in the smoke.

RW: OH NO, you are kidding me. He’s back?

With that, out walks former Vice President Ace as he stands looking out the fans in the arena cheering at him. He looks at them with a small smile and then makes his way down the ramp. At the bottom of the ramp, he slaps hands with a few of the fans before sliding into the ring.

JC: Did you ever think you would see Ace ever back in an SFT ring?

RW: No, certainly not.

Ace then looks at Shadow and nods at him before turning his attention to Sparks and Myris. From there he pulls a mic from out of his pants.

Ace: What were you guys thinking? I would have thought I taught you something right in VIP Myris, but it seems I was wrong. And Sparks, I thought you were the greatest SFT has ever seen? So how it you two still can not think straight.

Shadow: Hey, Ace step back, you are not needed here. Just go, I will take it from here.

Ace then turns around to Shadow.

Ace: Shadow, buddy, how about you let your Vice President handle this, ok?

Shadow: Excuse me?

Ace: Your excused. Anyway, there is a reason why I should be out here rather than you to get up this two..wel..yeah.

Ace then turns back to Sparks and Myris

Ace: Now come on guys. I told you I wanted you to take out his damn legs, not his arm. What were you thinking?

Shadow: What?

Ace then turns back to Shadow

Ace: What?

Shadow: You mean you are behind this, not these two?

Ace: You are still ever so quick Shadow. But yes, I am behind this.

Shadow: But why?

Ace: Why? You ask why? Jesus Christ Shadow. Look around you. Look at who you have surrounded yourself with? Look at who gets the shots. I am sick of seeing you do to people what you did to me. These two men deserve more of a shot than Aj Nin Red Rum, hell, Myris alone should have at least held that World Title by now, and you ask why?

Shadow: Ok, I get that, but what does this prove?

Ace: Shadow, we do not need to prove anything. The fact is, instead of giving these people, the people that see your product a decent match with one of these two men, you give them an undeserving Challenger against Radiant. It should have been Damien vs Radiant, but oh no, you had to have the World Title with you. Well Shadow, it all stops now. This Outlaws vs Dead Pac thing, we have seen it too many times, its time for you have your wake up call. It’s time I paved the way to ensure you don’t do this again. It’s time for me to start the war. Shadow, if you think the Outlaws are tough, wait until you have to take on F.I.T.

Shadow: FIT?

Ace: Fantastic in Theory, but Legendary in the ring.

All three men then begin to make advancements towards Shadow as Shadow then backs up out the ring. As he does, suddenly, Black then grabs Shadow’s feet, trips him a bit and drags him out of the ring and carries him to the ramp.

Ace: You can run Shadow, but not without this message.

All three then make their way over to Aj. Myris then picks up Aj as Damien stands opposite the former World Champion. Damien then kicks Aj in the groin before planting him with “The Ego Trip.” Black then shakes his head as Ace then turns to him.

Ace: Oh, we are done yet.

Myris then brings his right hand over the top of Aj, pretty much choking him before picking up off of the ring and lifting him high in the air. Myris then turns to Black and smiles before hitting his “Preaching What You Prey” chokeslam.

Ace: Your’s sincerely, F.I.T.

Ace then laughs a bit as Damien the picks up Aj.

Ace: P.S.

Ace then boots Aj in the stomach before dropping him with his “Blackjack” maneuver.

JC: OH MY GOD..SOMEBODY CALL AN AMBULANCE.

RW: Somebody please tell me they can stop these three.

JC: We can not leave Inferno like this. As much as I hate him, Aj doesn’t deserve this.

RW: Oh man, we can’t go, not like this.

JC: God damn it. This has been Inferno. Be sure to watch Wargames. That is sick.

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