RW: We're getting ready for a rookie match. James Lee and Loanwolfe are already in the ring.

JC: I hear these guys can do some things in that ring.

Lee and Loanwolfe meet in the center of the ring. They lock and and Lee takes the lead with a headlock on Wolfe. Wolfe pushes Lee to the ropes, and then pushes him off. Lee rebounds and hits Wolfe with a shoulder block. Wolfe stumbles back a few steps. He nods in approvement and motions for a test of strength. Lee doesn't waste time and locks hands with Wolfe. They goto a stalemate, but slowly Lee begins to get the advantage. As Lee begins to get the advantage Wolfe kicks him in the gut. Wolfe then rakes Lee's eyes. The referee scoldes Wolfe, and as the referee turns away to the crowd for a moment Lee hits a lowblow on Wolfe. Wolfe goes down in a heap, holding his huevos. Lee gets up and picks up Wolfe. Lee hits A Fall From Grace and pins Wolfe.

1..

2....

Wolfe kicks out, still reeling from the lowblow and the fall from grace. Lee picks up Wolfe and whips him to the ropes. Wolfe rebounds with a spear and starts landing punches to Lee's face. Wolfe gets up and hits the ropes and lands a legdrop on Lee. Wolfe then goes out and climbs to the top rope. Lee slowly gets up and looks around, as he turns around towards Wolfe, Wolfe jumps off with a missledropkick, landing his feet right into Lee's face.

JC: OUCH! That had to hurt.

RW: Jimmy Lee is gonna be missing some teeth after that one.

Wolfe picks up Lee and whips him to the corner. Wolfe follows in, but Lee sidesteps him, and Wolfe runs head on into the turnbuckles. Lee grabs Wolfe from behind and hits a high angled german suplex. Both men lay on the mat for a while.Lee slowly gets up and stumbles over to Wolfe. Lee picks up Wolfe and hooks him for a german suplex again, and hits it, keeping his hands locked. Lee goes for another german, and hits it. Lee goes for one more, but Wolfe blocks it, and hits a few elbows to Lee's face. Wolfe goes behind Lee and locks in a full nelson. Lee rams his head into Wolfe's face a couple times, and Wolfe lets go of the full nelson. Right then, Lee goes behind and goes for The Art of Chaos. Wolfe hops out of it, and tries for the Mystik Destiny, but Lee whips him to the ropes. Lee goes for a clothesline, but Wolfe ducks, and when Lee turns around Wolfe hits a superkick. Wolfe grabs Lee and hooks him up for the Psycho Driver, but Lee fights out of it, and hooks Wolfe for The Last Commandment. Lee goes for it but Wolfe lands on his feet and kicks Lee low. The referee was out of position, and Wolfe says it was to the gut. Wolfe then hits the Psycho Driver and rolls backwards to lock in the Mystik Surrender. Lee tries to crawl to the ropes, but Wolfe keeps him near the center of the ring. Lee has no choice but to tap out.

RW: What a match. These two men have bright futures in SFT.

JC: Nirvana's a big member of Holocaust though, the odds are stacked in his favour.

RW: True, but I don't think that that counts for much in a one on one match.

JC: We'll see Randy, we'll see...

HV: Introducing first, from Washington D.C. Standing 5ft11 tall and weighing in at 234lbs...The Accountant!

The Accountant walks to the ring with Melissa in the lead carrying a silver briefcase and wearing spectacles. Melissa then sits on the middle rope and allows the Accountant to enter easily and then he sets the briefcase down under one of the corner turnbuckles, pops it open, places his glasses in it, closes it, and prepares for his opponent to enter the ring.

RW: He looks confident.

JC: He shouldn't be.

RW: Uh huh...Shut up.

HV: His opponent..The United States Champion, from Osaka, Japan. Weighing in at 236 lbs...Nirvana!

The ring lights go out, and a golden spotlight illuminates the entranceway. A mellow saxaphone starts to play, and Jeff King steps out from behind the apron with Paul Philips, decked out in a fancy, old fashioned suit, hair parted off to the side, and greased down. He smiles to the crowd with all the pizazze of a salesman, but with the personality of a shark. Comfortable, yet slightly unsettling images display on the jumbotron, Traditional families eating traditional dinners, watching traditional television, playing with traditional toys...but nobody looks happy. They all have a sullen-eyed look about them which underlies the true feelings inside of them. Jeff makes his way to the ring, spinning his cane, and doffing his hat to the fans, who, in turn, boo him. Climbing into the ring, he removes his suit, revealing his wrestling gear beneath it

RW: Game on!

The referee shows the crowd the United States title before putting it to one sie of the ring. Nirvana and The Accountant circle each other as the bell rings. Nirvana looks to the crowd and suddenly drops Accountant with a karate kick to the jaw. He grins and turns to the crowd. The accountant gets back up and when Nirvana turns around again The accountant is on his feet glaring at him. Nirvana struts back over to the centre of the ring and the accountant still stands glaring at him. Nirvana goes to jab accountant in the face but he ducks and grabs Nirvana's arm. Nirvana looks confused but then sweeps his legs. He grins gain but The Accountant grabs him in a school boy roll up.

1...Kick out

JC: Well, that was stupid...

Nirvana jumps back to his feet and kicks Accountant hard on the side of the head. He backs off a bit and then runs up and kicks him in the ribs. The accountant writhes in pain but tries to get back to his feet. Nirvana backs off, when Accountant is up he runs and tries to fly kick him in the face...but Accountant moves and Nirvana's leg gets cauht up in the turnbuckle.

JC: Ouch!

RW: I second that!

Nirvana turns round, hobbling, and The Accountant seizes the oppurtunity and grabs Nirvana. He turns to the centre of the ring and runs.

RW: Running Powerslam! Oh my!

Accountant pulls Nirvana back to his feet. He drops him now with a DDT. He covers Nirvana.

1...2...Kick out!

RW: Nirvana's pissed now!

Nirvana gets back to his feet and swings a punch at Accountant but he blocks it, and again. Nirvana swings one more time before kicking out at Accountant.

RW: Ohhh, cheap shot, that was, literally, below the belt.

JC: Excellent move.

Accountant is on his knees in pain and Nirvana kicks him in the chest to knock him onto his back. Nirvana looks around him, grinning, and goes to grab The accountant for the figure Four Leg lock. Accountant kicks him in the chest before the move can be locked in though. Nirvana falls backwards to the ropes. Accountant gets up and runs towards him. He clotheslines Nirvana over the top rope. And the Holocaust member hits the deck with a thud.

RW: Look! Look! Shadows on the rampway!

Shadow stands at the top of the ramp but he isn't doing anything. He's standing watching. None of the people at ringside notice this as Paul Phillips tries to get into the ring to give Nirvana time to recover. The referee runs over to restrain Phillips but while he is doing so a figure runs past Shadow carrying a chair. He gets down to ringside and smacks Nirvana over the head with it. And then on the back as he goes down. The figure picks up Nirvana and throws him back into the ring where The accountant is waiting on the top rope.

RW: No Chance!

The Accountant lands it just as the referee turns round.

1...2...3!

HV: Your winner, and NEW United States Champion. The Accountant!

JC: Give the assist to AJ Veritos!

AJ Veritos stands grinning inanely, chair in hand. The referee presents The Accountant with his belt and he leaves up the rampway, not acknowledging Veritos. As the Accountant goes to the locker room, Shadow turns and walks back through the curtain too. AJ turns to leave as well but halfway up the ramp is caught by a chairshot from Paul Phillips. He is dragged back down the ramp into the ring where Nirvana waits.

RW: Veritos is going to pay the price now!

JC: Yes he is!

Nirvana and Phillips look to each other, then to AJ but then to the ramp as they notice movement. Two figures are walking down the rampway.

RW: It's Unity! Here come the cavalry!

Lucas Balkan and Kaeneis are walking down the ramp staring directly at the Holocaust members in the ring. Nirvana and Phillips look to each other and decide to leave while ahead and jump out of the ring and into the crowd. Balkan and Kaeneis walk straight around the ring and watch as the Holocaust memers retreat through the crowd, shouting a variety of threats at them.

JC: Kaeneis and Balkan have just entered a war that they are not fit to even look on!

RW: The sides are evening up now!