NOVEMBER 26TH, 2006
//Live From the TD Banknorth Garden in Boston, MA\\
[The pay per view opens to a jam packed arena as it goes black. We see a single man in a tophat with a guitar start to play as Randy and John have already taken their respective places at the announcer's table.]

RW: That’s Slash!

[The spotlight zeros in on Slash as he plays on a stage to the right of the arena. Above the crowd, the black curtain behind him drops as we see Axl Rose start to sing. The crowd go nuts.]

JC: Man oh man. Guns and Roses reunited for the first time in years. This is incredible!

RW: What a great start for this pay per view. Bringing out a surprise as only we can! Tonight promises to be historic, as SFT changes forever one way or another.

JC: We’re glad you all could join us tonight. Don’t even get up to go the bathroom. You won't want to miss one single minute!

RW: Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Randy White, and I’m here tonight with my good friend John Cartwright. You’ve joined us for the most important night on the SFT calendar. It’s November Reign time again, and this time of course, you have the Civil War match, the match which has caused more controversy than anything since Holy Wars, as the feature attraction here tonight.

JC: That’s right folks; we’re going to see all of the premier superstars in SFT today, plus a few blasts from the past, fighting it out to win control of SFT for their respective teams. On one side you have those loyal to Shadow and the current regime, and on the other, you have those who want to see some change at the top.

RW: And in the middle of it all, acting as special guest referee, you have one of the most controversial figures in this war for his refusal to declare loyalty to either side, the Franchise himself, Christian Cage.

JC: Speaking of Cage, I’m told that we’re going to his private locker room right now, where something pretty interesting is going on.

[We cut to the backstage area where we find Christian Cage doing some stretches in the privacy of his own dressing room area. Cage is wearing blue jeans and a sleeveless black-and-white striped referee’s shirt.]

Christian Cage (to himself): I swear these stripes make me look fat.

[Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupts Cage’s train of thought, and before The Franchise can answer, the door opens to reveal Connor MacDaddy, one of the leaders of the Separatist faction. MacDaddy enters the room, glancing over his shoulder as if to check that he hasn’t been seen, and shuts the door behind him.]

Connor MacDaddy: Hey Christian, how are ya this evening?

Christian Cage: I’m good thanks Connor, and you?

Connor MacDaddy: Not too bad at all thanks man. You all set for the match tonight?

Christian Cage: Yeah, I’m just getting myself warmed-up. Kinda takes a bit longer than it used to when you get to my age, you know?

Connor MacDaddy: Yeah, I know how that can be.

Christian Cage: Forgive my asking Connor, but is there a point to this, or is it just a social call?

Connor MacDaddy: There is a point. You and I go a along way back Chris, right back to XCW and the XAWF, and one way and another, we’ve always been there for each other, even if we didn’t always see eye-to-eye. You know I respect you a hell of a lot, and I just hope that respect is mutual and that it might count for something when we’re out there tonight. We’re pretty badly out-manned, and we can use any help we can get, if you know what I mean.

Christian Cage: Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting?

Connor MacDaddy: When we win and take over, there are gonna be a lot of changes around here, and a lot of rewards handed out to those who deserve them. All I’m saying is think about that, and think about all the times you’ve said about how Shadow held you back when you first came to SFT. Now is maybe your chance to get back at him for that and help the guys who have been their for you in the past to change things. You know what I’m saying?

Christian Cage: Yeah, I know what you’re saying, and you make a damn good point Connor.

Connor MacDaddy: So you’ll help out?

Christian Cage: You have my word Connor; I’ll do the right thing out there.

Connor MacDaddy: Thanks Chris, I knew we could count on you.

[With that, we abruptly cut back to ringside and to the shocked announcers.]

RW: The show has barely started and we got some controversy right out of the gate. From what we’ve just seen there, it would appear as if the man who will be refereeing tonight’s Main Event, The Franchise himself, Christian Cage, has pledged his allegiance to the Separatist cause.

JC: With Christian Cage though, things are very rarely as they seem, so who knows what game he might be playing. If what he just said to MacDaddy is straight up though, that numerical advantage that the Loyalist team are going to have when they step into that Triple Cage tonight may now count for a whole lot less than it otherwise might have.

RW: Of course, that’s all to come later, but for right here and right now, we’re going to kick the action off with our first Championship contest of this evening, and much like John Cartwright’s face, this one may very well not be pretty.

JC: Shut up Randy, you ain’t exactly Brad Pitt yourself. More like Arm Pitt, in fact.

RW: Any chance of just focusing on this upcoming match?

JC: If it keeps me from having to think about your face, then you’re damn right there’s a chance. In the Challenger’s corner for this one, you have Reno Destiny, who will be looking to score an early point for the Separatist cause as he faces the Loyalist Johnny Legend for the SFT Hardcore Championship.

RW: This should be a big test for Reno Destiny. He’s looked impressive in SFT career thus far, but he’s going to have to step it up a notch or two if…

JC (interrupting): Wait a minute Randy, I’m just hearing that we’re going backstage right now, as it seems that these two couldn’t wait for the opening bell to get at each other.

Johnny Legend* versus Reno Destiny
//Hardcore Championship Match\\

[The camera cuts to the backstage area and, just as John Cartwright said, Reno and Legend are already brawling just behind the curtain leading through into the arena itself.]

JC: From what we can understand folks, Legend nailed Reno Destiny from behind with the Hardcore Championship belt while Reno was waiting to make his entrance into the arena.

RW: I guess that Legend wanted to get any advantage he can to help him hold onto his belt, especially given that he’s bound to want to stay fresh for what is to come later on this evening. These two are pretty evenly matched, physically speaking, so any advantage, however unfairly it might have been gained, could be vital in determining the outcome of this one.

[Legend has managed to knock Reno to the floor, face down, and is pounding him with about 10-15 unanswered shots to the back of the head, with the challenger doing everything he can to try to block the incoming assault. Finally, Reno manages to climb onto his knees, with Legend still hanging onto his back. Putting his arm around Legend’s neck, Reno summons up the strength to flip the Hardcore Champion over his shoulder and send him crashing to the bare concrete floor.]

[The challenger uses this opportunity to climb to his feet and survey the scene around him, trying to see if there’s anything he can use to his advantage, being is this is an anything-goes rules match. Not immediately seeing anything, Destiny instead uses his own body as the weapon, crashing down on Legend, who is still on the floor, with a leg drop which connects right across the Hardcore Champion’s throat.]

RW: We’ve seen countless times before how much punishment Johnny Legend can take in a match and yet still find a way to win, in fact it’s a major reason why he’s the Hardcore Champion in the first place, but you just have to question whether even someone as tough as him can withstand a sustained assault from some as fired up as Reno Destiny appears to be here tonight.

JC: The one advantage that Legend may have would come into play if he can somehow get this match into the ring itself, because between those ropes, Legend has proved time and time again that he is right up there with the best technical wrestlers in SFT history, and that’s something that we haven’t seen too much of from Reno Destiny as of yet in his time here. Even though it’s a hardcore match, if Legend can get the opportunity to use some of his technical skill, it could be a big turning point in his favor.

RW: That’s very true, but as you said, for that to be truly effective, he needs to find a way to get the match into the ring. As it stands right now, that little sneak attack of his seems to have been a huge early mistake on the part of the Champion, and it’s played right into Reno Destiny’s hands.

[Spotting a steel chair out of the corner of his eye, Reno waits for Legend to climb to his feet before swinging it at his head with evil intentions in his mind. Thankfully for the Hardcore Champion, he has the wherewithal to duck the swing, and there is a resounding thud of steel on brick as the chair collides with the nearest wall.]

RW: Reno could well have killed him if that had connected! He might well have taken Legend’s head clean off of his shoulders!

[While Destiny is still slightly off balance from the missed chair swing, Legend connects with a desperation low blow, causing the youngster to drop to his knees, and, possibly more dangerously, drop the steel chair as well. Noticing this, Legend picks up the weapon and makes his own attempt as doing to Reno what was so nearly done to him just moments earlier. Destiny manages to duck the main impact of the swing, but the chair still strikes a glancing blow across his forehead, causing a laceration right on the hairline.]

JC: Johnny Legend just busted his challenger open, Reno should be thankful that was the worst that happened on that swing!

[Destiny rubs his hand across his head and feels his own blood on his fingers. As he does this, you can almost see the evil thoughts of revenge forming in his mind. Hauling himself to his feet, Reno stalks towards Legend, who by now has picked up his Hardcore Championship belt and is stumbling towards the main arena, with the idea of taking the fight into the ring itself, as if he somehow heard what John Cartwright had earlier suggested.]

[Reno pauses for a second or two before charging full speed at Legend with his arm outstretched. There is an audible thud as Destiny’s arm smashes into the back of Legend’s head, sending the Champion sprawling across the floor with his head through the curtain which leads into the arena as the Hardcore belt skids away in another direction.]

RW: It really seems like Reno Destiny does wanna detach Legend’s head from his body, and with a few more shots like that, he might just succeed!

JC: You have to remember that, for both men, there’s more at stake than just the outcome of this match and the destination of the Hardcore Championship. Both of these competitors are going to want to do all that they can to incapacitate their opponent and so maybe swing the balance of our Main Event.

[Legend stumbles to his feet, but Reno is behind him, waiting with the Hardcore Title belt in his hands. As Johnny turns, Destiny swings at him with the belt, but Legend ducks and hits a DDT out of nowhere to buy himself some time, bouncing his already-bloody Challenger’s head off of the concrete in the process. Picking up his belt, Legend moves through the curtain and into the arena itself, this time turning and waiting for his challenger to follow him, refusing to get caught off-guard again.]

[As Destiny moves through the curtain as well, Legend uses his speed advantage to take his challenger to the floor with a quick single-leg takedown. Taking advantage while the challenger is down, Legend grabs the Hardcore Title belt and sprints as best he can down the ramp, throwing the belt into the ring while he looks under the apron for something to help him out.]

[Unbeknownst to the Hardcore Champion though, Destiny is up far quicker than he had anticipated and is making his own way down the ramp while Legend is still rummaging underneath the ring. The Hardcore Champion finally finds something to his satisfaction, a trash can lid, and stands up with it, not realizing that by now, Reno is virtually breathing down his neck. Legend swings round and the look of shock on his face is clear to see as he swings the lid at Destiny’s head in desperation. Unluckily for him, the swing is so uncoordinated that Reno has no difficulty whatsoever in swatting the lid away like he would a fly. Shoving Legend up against the ring apron, Reno nails him with a few sharp left hands before rolling him into the ring and following him.]

[As Destiny rolls into the ring, Legend once again tries to steal a quick advantage by throwing sharp, accurate lefts and rights while Reno is still on his knees, although he finally manages to climb to his feet even in spite of the barrage, only to be knocked down again by a final, vicious, right to the jaw. With his challenger stumbling groggily in the center of the ring, Legend backs up a step or two into the nearest corner to measure his next move. Destiny once again climbs to his feet and Legend charges at him, trying for a superkick, but the challenger ducks Legend’s foot and instead sends him crashing back into the turnbuckles with a spear.]

RW: My God, that shook the whole damn ring! You could hear the impact of that one right back in the cheap seats!

JC: Legend has gotta be pretty busted up inside from that, I’d be amazed if there aren’t broken ribs. Destiny put all of his 232 pounds behind that one, and even though Legend is the heavier-built man, he just got knocked clean backwards.

[Sensing an opportunity to put the match away, Reno picks up the Hardcore Title belt and lays it out flat in the center of the ring before turning and grabbing the groggy Legend from where he still is, slumped against the turnbuckles after the impact of the spear. Putting Legend’s head between his legs, Reno finds the strength to lift the bigger man up into a power bomb position.]

JC: My God, I think he’s gonna power bomb Johnny Legend onto his own Championship belt! Think about the damage that could do to his spine, not to mention to his chances of winning this match.

[Unfortunately, Reno hesitates for just a split second too long, and Legend is able to counter the attempted power bomb into a DDT, sending Destiny’s head bouncing off of the championship belt instead. Legend rolls out of the ring to catch his breath as Reno rolls over onto his back, revealing that the impact of the DDT has further opened his earlier laceration, and a close-up shot shows specks of his blood right across the Hardcore Title belt.]

[Legend waits outside the ring, taking every valuable second that he can to get his breath back while his adversary tries to recover inside. Slowly, Destiny climbs back to his feet, wiping the blood, which by now is streaming down his face, out of his eyes as he climbs out of the ring in pursuit of Legend, who, quite sensibly, is staying moving and trying to make the most of his current advantage.]

JC: I wouldn’t wanna be Johnny Legend if Reno Destiny does manage to catch him. Judging by the look on his face, that man has evil intentions on his mind.

RW: I have to say, I like Legend’s strategy here, he’s using this advantage for all it’s worth, and that’s what he’s got to do if he still wants to be Hardcore Champion at the end of all this, because you can bet dollars to donuts that Reno will stop at nothing to get this job done.

[After almost chasing each other around the ring a few times, Reno stops, looking exhausted, which gives Legend the confidence to approach and try to capitalize on his apparent advantage. Unfortunately though, this is exactly what Reno was hoping would happen, and he grabs the Hardcore Champion as soon as he is within arms reach before launching him with as much force as he can muster into the nearest corner post. Legend hits the post face first and crumples to the floor in a heap.]

JC: I guess Reno Destiny was smarter than Johnny Legend gave him credit for, He knew he couldn’t catch him, so he played possum, and Legend walked right into the trap.

RW: It’s mistakes like that which can cost people matches and titles, and it could cost Johnny Legend big-time right here.

[Sensing that victory could be within his grasp, Reno lifts the deadweight Legend up onto his shoulders.]

RW: My God, no! Don’t do this, that’s a thin mat between these guys and the concrete floor underneath, and I don’t even want to contemplate what Reno Destiny is trying to set up here! What I can say with a fair amount of certainty is that if he manages to execute whatever he has on his mind, we could very well have ourselves a brand new SFT Hardcore Champion in the very near future!

[Pausing only briefly to wipe the blood from his eyes, Reno then drills Legend’s head into the floor with a modified Reverse DVD. As Destiny steps back from his opponent, we can see that now the Champion is also bleeding heavily from a cut on his forehead, which may also in part have been caused by his earlier collision with the ring post.]

[Instead of going for the immediate cover though, Reno seems to have something else on his mind as he rolls the battered and broken Champion into the ring. Positioning Legend as he wants him, Reno climbs up the turnbuckles, still facing the ring. The prone Legend, his head lying in a swiftly forming pool of his own blood is blissfully unaware of what is about to happen to him.]

JC: Is he gonna do what I think he’s doing? How the hell does he have the energy for this after what these two men have been through?

RW: I have no idea John, but whatever the outcome, these two both deserve our respect when this is done, whoever walks away with the belt.

[Pausing once again to wipe the blood from his eyes, Reno leaps off of the top turnbuckle with a picture perfect guillotine leg drop, his full weight crashing straight down across Johnny Legend’s throat.]

RW: He calls that move the ‘Fallen Icon’ and it may very well have just won him the SFT Hardcore Championship!

[Reno Destiny hooks the leg, although it’s entirely academic as the referee begins the count...]

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3!

RW: He did it; Reno Destiny is the new SFT Hardcore Champion, and you can chalk one up for the Separatists in our first match of the evening.

JC: Reno is indeed the new Hardcore Champion, but I’m not sure how much he knows about it right now.

RW: I think it’s safe to say that if al of our matches tonight can live up to the standard set by that one, then we’re going to be in for one hell of a show.

[As Randy says this, the new Champion rolls off of his vanquished opponent and lays flat on his back as the referee raises his arm in the air and places the Hardcore title belt, still specked with his own blood from earlier in the match, across his chest.]

Winner = Reno Destiny

[As Reno’s music starts up again and the new Champion slowly climbs back to his feet to celebrate, we once again cut backstage to Christian Cage’s locker room, where The Franchise is relaxing and reading a magazine as there is once again a knock on the door.]

Christian Cage: Come In!!!

[We hear the door swing open and then shut again, and then we see the reigning SFT World’s Heavyweight Champion, Aidan Morag, enter our camera shot, the biggest prize in the sport of pro wrestling gleaming over his left shoulder. Cage looks up from his magazine as if he’s not overly bothered by this latest intrusion.]

Aidan Morag: It’s OK; I don’t expect you to get up.

Christian Cage: Good job, because I wasn’t going to! What the hell do you want?

Aidan Morag: I just wanted to talk to you about the match tonight.

Christian Cage: Doesn’t everybody?

Aidan Morag: Look, I know that you and I haven’t exactly seen eye-to-eye in the past, but what happens tonight is going to have a huge bearing on the future of SFT, and much as I damn well hate to think about it, you’re going to have a huge part to play.

Christian Cage: No shit, Sherlock. What exactly is your point?

Aidan Morag: My point is that you need to make sure that, when it comes down to it, you make the right decision.

[As Aidan says this, Cage climbs out of his chair and stands face-to-face with the World’s Champion.]

Christian Cage: And what exactly is ‘the right decision’ in your opinion?

Aidan Morag: Just think of all the things that Shadow has done for you over the years. Like keeping you around when you couldn’t wrestle anymore because of your knee, like bringing you back after you’d been away for three years. Bottom line is that Shadow’s been damn good to you through your career, and now you have the chance to repay the favor. Don’t blow it.

Christian Cage: For a start-out, numbnuts, if you ever damn well speak to me in that tone of voice again, I will slap seven shades of shit out of you, bad knee or not. For a second though, you do make some pretty good points about all that Shadow has done for me down the years, and I guess this would be a pretty good chance to show my gratitude for all of that. Aidan Morag: So we have an understanding then?

Christian Cage: Yeah, we got an understanding.

Aidan Morag: Thanks Cage, maybe I misjudged you before. I always had a feeling you were a Loyalist at heart. Enjoy yourself out there.

Christian Cage: You too man, you too.

[With that, Aidan turns away and walks out of the room, although no sooner has he left than Christian Cage’s 18-year-old son, Matt, enters the room.]

Matt: What the hell did he want?

Christian Cage: Same as everyone else seems to want tonight, he was trying to convince me to takes sides with his team in the Main Event.

Matt: What did you tell him?

Christian Cage: Same as I’ve told everyone else who’s walked through that door tonight: exactly what he wanted to hear.

Matt: So where do you stand? I know you’re meant to be impartial and all, but surely you must have a preference on who will win?

Christian Cage: I got a preference alright, but I’ll keep it to myself if it’s all the same to you. Suffice to say though, The Future is looking bright…

[With that, we leave Cage and Matt in private and return to ringside, where Randy and John are discussing what we’ve just seen.]

RW: Somehow, I don’t think we’re any closer to knowing where Christian Cage’s loyalties really lie than we were when this show started.

JC: Like I said Randy, you can never tell what kind of games that man is playing…
[The scene goes to the backstage area once again where Reno Destiny is walking and stretching inside his locker room. He walks into the hallway to do some lats. He hits some high knees and turns around only to face Justin Paige, his tag team partner.]

Reno Destiny: Paige...

Justin Paige: Destiny...

Reno Destiny: Look man... I know what's been going through your mind. It's been going through my mind. There is no doubt that we got screwed on Inferno last week...

Justin Paige: No, you listen. I'm not about to go through this again. Like I said before... I brought you into the SFT. Remember?

Reno Destiny: I know, I know. There isn't anything more important to me then revenge on those Elite Domination chumps. Tonight, we have our own battles to fight. I already brought the Hardcore Title, can you bring the United States Title to Six Deuce? Can we do this? Next week... it's already been signed. Inferno We have another Tag Team Championship match. Aidan has already agreed. Our fate will be decided in the ring, but tonight we have to start our hostile takeover. The Separatists will not go down without a fight... and the Klique will not leave this Civil War without gold.

Justin Paige: I hope you're right about that. SIX UP!

Reno Destiny: Deuces down...

[Reno goes back into the locker room and he picks up the Hardcore Championship. He then looks at the old XCW World Heavyweight Championship in his bag and he sighs...]

Reno Destiny: I will not let this happen again...

[The scene goes back to the ringside area, where RW and JC look confused.]

JC: Okay. Explain how that furthers any kind of movement from those two men?

RW: I'm not sure, but these kids are pretty confident in making tonight a hat trick for Six Deuce...

Amy Jo Smyth* versus Amphetamine
//Intercontinental Championship Match\\

[The lights in the arena dim to a low glow. Suddenly “Fatal” by The RZA hits. As soon as the song begins the arena lights go completely out as green and gold strobe lights flash from either side of the entrance. A few seconds pass until Amphetamine emerges from the backstage area to a mixed reaction from the crowd. She smirks and looks around at the crowd, taking it all in. She walks slowly to the beginning of the ramp.]

Amanda Summers: Introducing… From Kalamazoo, Michigan… AMPHETAMINE!!!!

[Suddenly, she sprints forward and down the ramp. She slides in under the bottom rope and leaps to her feet. She walks over to the ring ropes facing the apron and jumps onto the bottom rope. She raises her arms in the air as she bounces up. As she does this silver pyro shoots from the nearest turnbuckles. She climbs up to the middle rope and then springs backwards doing a backflip, landing in the middle of the ring.]

[The lights lower and “London Bridge (Southern Charm Remix)” by Fergie begins. Red police lights begin flashing everywhere and spotlights move all over the crowd like search lights. Amy Jo steps out onto the stage and throws her arms up. She races down to the ring, wasting no time, and slides in. She holds the IC title over her head and then hands it to the ref. She bounces a couple of times and then moves to her corner to ready herself for the match.]

JC: Right, we might be able to get on with the match now.

["RX Queen" by Deftones begins to blast out of the PA system and the beautiful Allisa O'Toole steps out dressed in a referee gear with matching top hat and swagger stick. Pyros are released all over creating a rainbow of light all around. She struts down to the ring and she is helped up by the ring announcer. Inside, she raises her arms to cheers - her reputation far proceeds her. She talks for a few moments to the referee and he nods and shakes her hand.]

RW: What? Allisa is now the referee?

JC: Uh-oh.

[Allisa calls for the bell to ring whilst gazing at Amy Jo almost dreamily. Amy Jo looks back but this gives Amphetamine the chance to charge across the ring and deliver a front dropkick to Amy Jo’s gut. She goes flying into the turnbuckle and Amphetamine is up in an instant, giving AJ a flurry of left and rights. She finishes it up with a huge slap and then starts punking out Allisa. Amph jogs to the other side of the ring and with AJ slumped in the corner, Amph runs across the ring and slams AJ’s head with a knee to the side of the head. She pulls AJ to her feet and hits a basic body slam, setting her up as she climbs to the top rope.]

JC: This is going to be over already!

[Allisa O’Toole leans on the ropes and starts bouncing. Amph can’t get her balance on the top rope and falls to the apron! The fans boo Allisa O’Toole as she shouts at Amphetamine to stop being a coward and fight! Amph gets inside grabs AJ by the hair. The IC champion quickly rolls her up into a small package but Amph kicks out before Allisa can even start a count! Both women get to their feet and start and exchange of punches. Dani goes for the Irish whip but AJ reverses with her own. She hits the headscissors takeover and turns it into an armbar! Dani is very quick to get to the ropes and when Allisa doesn’t pull AJ off, Dani uses the ropes to get to her feet. She somehow manages to lift AJ off the ground as she’s still wrapped around her arm and hit a variation of the sit out powerbomb!]

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NO!

[AJ lets go and jumps to her feet. She runs into the ropes and on the rebound she hits the flying cross body! Yet somehow, spectacularly, Amphetamine backflips at the same time, hitting AJ with some mad variation of the moonsault! Amph hooks the legs but lets the count go after two.]

JC: What is she!? Insane? She could have had that match!

RW: Yes, actually, she is quite insane.

[AJ rolls to the outside to catch her breath but Amph won’t allow it. She runs at the ropes and dives through them! She hits a suicide dive elbow drop on AJ and then starts slamming her head against the floor! AJ rolls over and does the same to Dani, pinning her down first and dropping a knee down over her throat! She climbs to the apron and hits an elbow drop! Now she takes her time to get her breath back. Both women end up getting up at the same time.]

[Amph hits a slap which sends AJ reeling back in shock. She uses the time to dive under the apron and pull out a chair! Amy Jo comes running back at Amph not seeing the chair and ends up being hit by the One Wo-Man Con Chair To! The fans are amply mixed with cheers and boos. Amph opens the chair and wraps it around AJ’s knee. It all looks gruesome until Allisa comes out from behind and hits Amphetamine around the back of the head with the IC title! The fans are definitely booing this and Allisa takes the chair off of AJ’s leg. She rolls them both into the ring and shouts at them to stop being so lazy.]

JC: I would like to see Allisa get up after taking head shots like those.

RW: I know for a fact all three of those women can do exactly that.

[AJ is the first one up to her feet and stumbles around groggily. She sees Allisa and mistakes her for Amphetamine. AJ walks up to her and is about to go for a punch, when Allisa grabs her hand and spins her around in a Tango like twirl! Then she opens up the distance between them and uses AJ’s arm to clothesline Dani who charged at them! She pushes AJ down on top of Dani and goes for a very quick count. Even so, she only gets the two count.]

JC: It’s not really fair if Allisa is working with AJ to beat Amphetamine.

RW: I don’t think Amy Jo has ANY idea Allisa is helping her out yet!

[Amy, seemingly refreshed lifts Dani up to her feet and whips her into the ropes. She rams her knee into Dani’s gut and then underhooks her arms when she doubles over. AJ hits more knees to the gut and then hits the double arm suplex! AJ kips up to her feet and shouts at Amphetamine to get to her feet. She steps back as Amphetamine gets to her feet. She skips forward as Dani stands doubled over and she hits her with her trademark! The Southern Charm!]

[But it’s as if Amphetamine doesn’t feel it! In a psycho fit of rage she climbs up to her feet pumped up, much to AJs disbelief! Amy Jo hits Dani with a couple of side standing kicks then goes behind and attempts a German suplex! She throws Dani but she flips over and lands on her feet! She sneaks up behind AJ and wraps her up for the Aftershock!]

RW: She hits this and Amy’s brains are going to be scrambled.

JC: That’s Amy JO, hick. But yeah, her brains will be scrambled either way.

[The fans are booing before she even does it, but Allisa charges down the ring and with a huge jump she hits a dropsault into Dani’s chest! It helps shift the momentum and AJ stands up and drops to hit a vertebreaker! AJ can’t believe the help she just receives and sits their staring at Allisa. She stands up and looking hurt she walks up to Allisa. She reels back her hand and goes to slap her, but Allisa grins and grabs her wrist, then she pulls Amy towards her and kisses her! They keep the lip lock for several seconds, until Amy pushes out of it. She looks dumbfounded and angry, but she turns back to Dani. As she does so, Dani runs forward and hits the Shiranui! She pins.]

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NO!

[AJ kicks out and Dani is furious. She gets in Allisa’s face and spits at her feet. She turns her back to AJ and the two exchange punches. Allisa slides outside the ring again to grab the title while Amphetamine gets the upper hand with a spinning heel kick to Amy’s chest. Amy goes flying back and on the rebound, Dani sends AJ over the top rope with a front flipping dropkick! Amphetamine listens to the fans cheer but sees Allisa crawling into the ring with the title. Allisa is shocked to see Dani and points at the title. She acts innocent as if she wasn’t going to do anything.]

JC: I think Allisa is scared of Amphetamine!

[She holds out one finger as if to say ‘wait a minute’ and she climbs to her feet. She throws herself backward and splays herself out as if she’s KO’ed and the title lands in the center of the ring. There’s a whistle behind Dani and as she turns around, she’s hit with the Georgia Sunset! Dani’s head lands hard on the title and Allisa springs into life. She dives across the ring.]

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3!

RW: THAT WAS A FAST COUNT IF THERE EVER WAS ONE JOHN! SHE CHEATED!

JC: Amy looks furious!

Winner = Amy Jo Smyth

[Allisa slides out of the ring and blows Amy Jo a kiss. She waves good-bye and jogs to the back.]

RW: I guess that’s one for the Separatists.

JC: Do you really think that’s what it was about? Randy, I swear, I saw tongues.

[Amy watches Allisa run away but then gets caught up in the celebration! "London Bridge(Southern Charm Remix) by Fergie begins to play again. She heads to the back with the Intercontinental Title over her shoulder...]

JC: We have a new Hardcore Champion and the same Intercontinental Champion. Can Justin Paige bring another title to the Separatist movement?

Shawn Walsh* versus Justin Paige
//United States Championship Match\\

RW: And now, what I've been waiting for, the US Title match.

JC: Ah yes, Justin Paige versus the champ, Shawn Walsh.

[The War Drums begin to pound as the lights flash on and off with them. Justin Paige walks out onto the ramp and looks around the Arena, taking the steps towards the ring as "Don't fright precious I'm here.." is heard over the PA. As he climbs into the ring, the corners explode with fire and Justin poses in the middle of the ring.]

JC: Here's the challenger. He's up for a fight tonight in Walsh.

RW: I hope there's blood!

[Out of the back walks Tito Cruz, holding a microphone. He struts down to the ring, mocking the fans, receiving loud boos. He reaches the ring and climbs up the steps. He stops on the apron for a moment, laughing at the crowd. He climbs in through the middle ropes and makes a "shoo" motion to the ring announcer. Cruz chuckles to himself when suddenly the lights in the arena dim and then fade completely out. We can hear the immortal words of Shawn Walsh whispered over the sound system:]

"I am the epitome of excellence."
"In Shawn We Trust."

[Followed by an extremely cocky chuckle. The crowd boos even louder as the slow beginning of "Jesus (of Nazareth)" by (hed) P.E. plays. Gold strobe lights flash with the beat of the song. Suddenly, the lights go completely out. As the chorus hits, two huge, gold lightning bolts strike the sides of the stage. Silver pyro goes off from the points of impact and move to the center of the stage to meet in one giant explosion. The gold strobes resume flashing about the arena. The crowd rises to their feet with horrendous boos as they know who is to come. "The Chosen One" Shawn Walsh emerges from the backstage area wearing a shiny, gold shirt - unbuttoned - and a pair of black sunglasses. He wears his usual ring attire of a pair of baggy, shiny, flashy, gold pants and black lace up wrestling boots. He has the SFT United States Championship slung over his right shoulder.]

Tito Cruz: Ladies and gentlemen prepare to be amazed... from Los Angeles, California... the current, reigning, and defending Strike Fantasy Towers United States Heavyweight Champion... he is the best damn wrestler in this world... "The Chosen One" SHAWN WALSH!!!!

[Walsh raises his arms, posing on stage. He smirks and begins to walk down to the ring as Chris Chambers emerges from the back, following him. Walsh reaches the ring and jumps up onto the apron. Walsh chuckles and paces back and forth for a moment before leaping over the top rope and into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and poses arrogantly once more, raising his arms with the United States title in his right hand. He chuckles and strips himself of his shirt. He throws it - and his glasses - out of the ring and down to his bodyguard, Chris Chambers. He keeps the US title over his shoulder, and looks at Tito, who's leaving the ring.]

RW: THE CHAMP IS HERE!

JC: But can he keep the title against Paige?

[The referee takes the US title from Walsh and holds it up high. The two combatants come to the center of the ring with the ref as he gives instructions They  go back to their corners as the referee hands the belt to the time keeper and calls for the bell. Walsh and Paige circle each other in the ring, and then go into a collar and elbow tie-up. They struggle, with neither man gaining an advantage, and they break the tie-up. They tie-up again, with neither man gaining an advantage. Walsh quickly pokes Paige's eye. The ref gets on Walsh's case, and Walsh shrugs, and hooks a headlock on Paige. Walsh grinds on the headlock, as Paige tries to push Walsh to the ropes. They get to the ropes and Paige pushes Walsh off, to the opposite ropes. Walsh rebounds and hits Paige shoulder to shoulder. Paige stumbles back a couple steps.]

RW: DAMN. Walsh was running full speed, and didn't even knock Paige off his feet.

JC: Well, Paige does have the height and weight advantage.

RW: Like 3 inches means anything?

[Walsh runs the ropes again, but this time Paige dives down to the mat, making Walsh run over him. Walsh rebounds off the other ropes, as Paige quickly gets up and leapfrogs Walsh. Walsh rebounds off the ropes again, and this time Paige catches Walsh in a snapmare, snapping him into the ropes, causing him to bounce off and fall on the back of his head. Paige quickly goes for a pin, and hooks the leg, but only gets a 1 count, as Walsh kicks out. Paige gets up and picks up Walsh and whips him to the ropes, catch him with a hiptoss, and then quickly sitting Walsh up, and kicking him in the back. Walsh writhes in pain as Paige runs the ropes and hits a knee to the head of Walsh. Again, Paige goes for a cover but Walsh kicks out at 2.]

JC: I think Walsh is in pain.

RW: Oh geez, you think? You think a knee to the head would hurt?

[Paige picks up Walsh, but Walsh is quick to dig his thumb in Paige's eye, and backs him up to the corner. The referee scolds Walsh, to which Tito Cruz gets up on the apron. The referee goes over to Tito and tells him to get off the apron. With the ref looking the other way Walsh quickly hits the Dirty Deed on Paige, who bends over in pain.]

JC: Oh... that had to hurt.

RW: It kinda hurt me, to be honest.

[Walsh picks Paige back up and sets him in the corner. Walsh then backs up and starts throwing jabs at Paige's jaw and midsection. Walsh then picks up Paige, sitting him on the top rope. Walsh climbs up and hooks Paige for a superplex, but Paige blocks it. Paige starts jabbing at Walsh's ribs. Walsh loosens his grip, and Paige quickly picks up Walsh in the suplex, and then drops him face first to the mat. Walsh hits hard, and kind of bounces, ending up on his knees, holding his midsection. Walsh slowly gets to his feet, with Paige now standing on the 2nd rope. Walsh is on his feet, hunched over holding his midsection, and Paige jumps off with a leg to the back of the head.]

JC: DAMN!

RW: That was like some weird high impact version of the Seed.

[Paige gets up and looks around at the crowd, and picks Walsh up and sets him up for the Comatose, but Walsh is quick to duck behind Paige and push him to the ropes. On the rebound Walsh attempts the High Voltage, but Paige rolls under the kick, and ends up behind Walsh again and hits the Comatose as quick as lightning.]

JC: OUT OF NOWHERE!

RW: It's fucking over!

[Paige quickly gets on top of Walsh and hooks the leg.]

1...

2...

3!

[The referee calls for the bell and points at Paige, raising his hand.]

JC: Ladies and gentlemen we have a NEW United States champion, and his name is Justin Paige.

RW: Damnit, there wasn't blood!

[The referee hands Paige the US title and Paige clutches it to his chest as he rolls out of the ring slowly, looking tired, and beat up.]

Winner = Justin Paige

[As Paige is celebrating his victory in the ring, "Number one Spot" By Ludacris plays over the loud speaker and Cowboy Jack Jones and Venom rush the ring. Paige is fighting off Jones, but Venom's presence is soon felt when he nails Paige with a big boot to the back of the head.]

JC: What the hell is this for??

RW: I'm not sure, but it's fun!!

[Jones climbs to the top rope and perches himself and Venom hoists Paige up, hitting the Deliverance and Jones leaps off the top with a frog splash!!]

JC: LOOK!! Reno is coming down to the ring!!

[Reno slides into the ring only to have Venom's hand wrapped around his throat. Venom hoists Reno into the air and drops him with a chokeslam, Jack Jones comes off the ropes one more time and nail another frog splash!!!!]

RW: Why is Aidan on his way down??

[Aidan comes out from the backstage area with his World Title on his left shoulder. He stands at the top of the ramp and begins to speak.]

Aidan: Guys, come on that's enough, the Klit has had enough.

RW: Isn't it Kilque??

Aidan Morag: Reno Destiny and Justin Paige, you guys think you're getting a shot on Inferno at these titles one again? It's not happening. I have bigger things to worry about this Friday Night Inferno than you. I'll see you two bitches on my time. Lets go guys...

[Aidan heads backstage as Elite Domination walk from the ring.]

JC: Well, looks like Aidan Morag is on a war path here tonight.

Separatists versus Loyalists
//Triple Tier Hell in a Cell Match\\

Separatists
Loyalists
Amy Jo Smyth
Burton Edwards
Connor MacDaddy
Havoc
Jared Mayer
Justin Paige
Megan the Monster
Rayn
Reno Destiny
Seth Dryden
Ace
Aidan Morag
Amphetamine
Cowboy Jack Jones
Dave Van Dam
Erik Dean
Fox
Glenn Owen
Hardcore Hect
Incubus
Johnny Legend
Kyle Murphy
Louis Cypher
Nathan Gust
Radiant
Saint Jude
Shawn Walsh
Venom

RW: Well folks, this is what it all boils down to right here. This is the main event of the night. Civil War at its best.

JC: Damn fucking straight. I am honored to be calling such a damn match.

Amanda Summers: Ladies and Gentlemen, here tonight to lay down the rules of this illegalized Civil War Main Event, he is the Owner of Strike Towers, SHADOW!

[The lights go out as we hear Metallica somewhere high above the stadium begin to play as the crowd go wild. As Sanitarium comes to the end, we see The lights come back on, we see Shadow come out on stage, he is alone, dressed in his cardigan trenchoat, and a black suit underneath, his face unpainted, and his hair neatly pulled back.]

Shadow:  The rules of this match are simple. All 28 wrestlers will start in the bottom tier of that cage.  After 12 fighters have made it to the second tier, it will be locked. Everyone who did not make it will be eliminated. Then, only six will be allowed to enter the top tier. Once six fighters have reached the top tier, it too will be sealed. Last man standing will win the Civil War for his/her team. Good luck!

[The fans go wild.]

Shadow: Now that that is said and done. Without further ado, the special referee for this Civil War Maine event, The CEO of SFT, CHRISTIAN CAGE!!!

[“Welcome to the Jungle” by Guns and Roses hits the arena as Christian Cage walks from the backstage area. Christian is wearing blue jeans and a standard striped referee shirt. After allowing the fans to boo him for a few minutes, Cage walks down to the ring and enters the cage.]

[Shadow head backstage as Saint Jude, Incubus, Kyle Murphy, Amphetamine, Louis Cypher, Dave Van Dam, Fox, and Glenn Owen walks from backstage and head into the cage.]

RW: Wow, what a team right there.

JC: You haven’t seen anything yet.

[The sound of a guitar rift echoes the arena as the crowd goes silent. When the last note is heard, the lights go out. Within 10 seconds, red lights flicker arena the arena as "Set It Off" by Audioslave blasts throughout the arena. As the song blares out, smoke arises from beneath the stage and fills the entrance. Within seconds, the entrance is filled with smoke and two red lights beam from behind the smoke leaving a shadow of a man. The crowd goes nuts as the man steps outside of the smoke and is revealed as Ace. Ace stands on top of the stage look towards the crowd before walking the ramp. He then slides into the ring and climbs the nearest turnbuckle and taunts the crowd, as the crowd goes nuts again. He then jumps off and walks over to the opposite turnbuckle and taunts the crowd.]

Summers: Next…

[The noise coming from the crowd slowly begins to dwindle out when suddenly the opening for "Got Me Wrong" by Alice In Chains begins to play throughout the arenas speakers. The entire crowd stands up in respectful cheers for Radiant as we see them turn towards the stage awaiting his arrival. We cut to the stage where black, gray, and red smoke starts to fill up the stage in a gloomy mix. Suddenly Radiant steps through the apathetic colors of smoke and begins to head down the ramp. He carelessly walks by the fans making his way down the ramp ignoring the few hands that desire a high five. He reaches the bottom of the ramp and turns over to his left and heads to the steel stairs. He climbs up them and steps onto the ring apron. He pauses for a moment and stares down at his feet for a second. Soon enough he lifts his head up and steps into the ring in between the middle and top rope. He enters the ring and heads over to one of the far turnbuckles and steps up on it raising his arms into the air playing the crowd for the cheap ovation. He steps down and does the same thing to the other turnbuckle next to the current one. He steps down again and turns towards the main stage and bends down and places his hands on his knees as he awaits for this match to start. "Got Me Wrong" by Alice In Chains quickly fades out.]

RW: This is fucking great. So many Legends!!!

[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, them the sound of "Look At Me Now" by Reveille hits the PA and the crowd goes insanely wild as Pyro from Colors red to Yellow shoot off from the stage. 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.]

Amanda Summers: And next…

[Out of the back walks Tito Cruz, holding a microphone. He struts down to the ring, mocking the fans, receiving loud boos. He reaches the ring and climbs up the steps. He stops on the apron for a moment, laughing at the crowd. He climbs in through the middle ropes and makes a "shoo" motion to the ring announcer. Cruz chuckles to himself when suddenly the lights in the arena dim and then fade completely out. We can hear the immortal words of Shawn Walsh whispered over the sound system:]

"I am the epitome of excellence."
"In Shawn We Trust."

[Followed by an extremely cocky chuckle. The crowd boos even louder as the slow beginning of "Jesus (of Nazareth)" by (hed) P.E. plays. Gold strobe lights flash with the beat of the song. Suddenly, the lights go completely out. As the chorus hits, two huge, gold lightning bolts strike the sides of the stage. Silver pyro goes off from the points of impact and move to the center of the stage to meet in one giant explosion. The gold strobes resume flashing about the arena. The crowd rises to their feet with horrendous boos as they know who is to come. "The Chosen One" Shawn Walsh emerges from the backstage area wearing a shiny, gold shirt - unbuttoned - and a pair of black sunglasses. He wears his usual ring attire of a pair of baggy, shiny, flashy, gold pants and black lace up wrestling boots. ]

Tito Cruz: Ladies and gentlemen... although he isn't United States Champion, he is still better than all of you... SHAWN WALSH!

[Walsh raises his arms, posing on stage. He smirks and begins to walk down to the ring as Chris Chambers emerges from the back, following him. Walsh turns around and looks at Chris and Tito, then points to the back.]

JC: Walsh is flying solo on this mission.

[Walsh reaches the ring and jumps up onto the apron. Walsh chuckles and paces back and forth for a moment before leaping over the top rope and into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and poses arrogantly once more, raising his arms as if he had a title in his right hand. He chuckles and strips himself of his shirt. He throws it - and his glasses - out of the ring to where Chris Chambers would catch it...]

Amanda Summers: Next…

["Adrenachrome" by Grade 8 begins to play and the lights flicker. A green spotlight flashes around the arena before it stops in the center of the stage. Moments later, the youngest Hall of Famer walks out to a roar of cheers. The lights continue to flicker as Nathan Gust runs straight to the ring and he enters without hesitation.]

JC: Things are heating up already!!!! There are some bitter enemies within that ring right there.

[“Number One Spot” By Ludacris plays as Venom, Cowboy Jack Jones, Johnny Legend, and Aidan Morag come from backstage. Aidan and Jones hold up their respective titles and walk to the ring. After handing their titles off to an official, all four members of Elite Domination enter the cage. Aidan walks up to Shawn Walsh and stares him down. Walsh glances right back at him. The two men are in a stare down.]

RW: This is going to start before the other team gets here.

[Nathan Gust steps in between the two men and pushes them apart. Aidan joins the rest of ED in a corner.]

Amanda Summers: And their opponents, collectively they are known as The Separatists. First, making his return to the ring here tonight, BURTON EDWARDS!

[The arena is plunged into darkness, except for two red spotlights that shine onto the entranceway. As two jets cloud the rampway in smoke, the opening drums of Lamb Of God's "Black Label" play out over the PA. As the guitars kick in, the stage explodes with red pyro, and Burton Edwards steps out into the spotlight to a chorus of loud boos.]

Summers: Next…

[Out of nowhere, "Ebolarama" by Every Time I Die blares to life, sending the fans into a roar of approval. Seth Dryden appears on the ramp, grinning from ear to ear. He trots down to the ring as green pyro shoots off on either side of the ramp. He slides in the ring, and poses on the turnbuckle for the crowd, playing it up.]

Summers: Next…

[The lights in the arena go out, the guitar riffs kick in as green spot lights focus in on Daniel Kalis standing on the entrance ramp, posing to the cheering fans as some pyro goes off behind him resembling rain. He walks down to the ring and slides in, heading for a corner. He stands up on the second turnbuckle, posing again as he smirks, looking towards the fans.]

JC: Wow. Look at that ring fill up.

["King of Rock by Run DMC hits and X's roll across the arena. As the tempo picks up, Justin Paige and Reno Destiny walk out holding there arms in x's in the air. The crowd rising to their feet with cheers.]

Summers: Next…

[The lights lower and “London Bridge (Southern Charm Remix)” by Fergie begins. Red police lights begin flashing everywhere and spot lights move all over the crowd like search lights. Amy Jo and Megan The Monster step out onto the stage and Amy throws her arms up. They race down to the ring, wasting no time, and climb in.]

Summers: Next…

[Staind "For You" begins to play when the lights in the arena turn blue. Jared Mayer walks out from the back. He does not stop or pause and just walks down towards the ring, eyeing his opponent showing no emotion. Lucretia Black walks out a moment after him and follows him down to the ring. She whispers some German into his ear. She steps back and allows him to climb into the ring.]

Summers: Next…

[The arena is completely dark as "Bullet-Proof Skin" begins. The only light now comes from the illuminated screen as words appear and pass.. "Carnal"..."Fatal"...."Immortal" The guitar riffs and the crowd pops insanely. Smoke sifts through the entrance ramp, the lights beneath it illuminating it. As the lights are turned on Havoc walks through the smoke to another pop. He walks slowly and gracefully down the ramp, stopping for a moment to gently roll a tuft of smoke from his mouth and look at the "Havoc" signs dispersed amongst the crowd. He slides into the ring and walks to one turnbuckle standing atop it and raising one arm; the crowd pops again. He walks to the corner diagonal from that and poses again, to another pop.]

Summers: And their leader, the self proclaimed most decorated man in SFT History… CONNOR MACDADDY!!!!

["Mack Daddy" by Sir Mix-a-lot blares over the PA system as large red X pyros fires off. A few seconds into the song Connor steps out onto the stage and makes an X with his arm in the air. He starts to walk down the ramp. Mid ramp he slows down and points to a few fans and gives them a big thumbs up. He slides in the ring and goes on the turnbuckle and makes X crosses in the air to the crowd.]

RW: Well folks you heard the rules laid down by Shadow, the ref has just closed the door and waved to the back.

JC: Yeah it looks like he is calling out the medical team.

[EMT’s come down to ring side with stretchers and medical bags. The bell is called for and this match is under way. Aidan Morag rushes straight for Connor. Aidan blindsides him with a rushing forearm to the head! Aidan falls on top of Connor and begins to pummel him. Walsh and Mayer hook up and Mayer gets the upper hand. Mayer backs him off with a kick to the gut and drops him with a DDT. Gust and Havoc latch onto one another but Legend is right there to take Havoc out at the knees. Gust drops and elbow to the throat of Havoc. Reno and Paige are taking it to Venom and Jones in a corner. Reno and Paige have them pinned on the mat as they are stomping them into it.]

JC: Holy shit, what a fight!!!

[Seth Dryden has Cypher and is railing his head off the steal cage!! Cypher is busted open bad!!  Dryden kicks open the door and tosses Cypher to the ground!]

RW: Cypher is bleeding from the head.

[No sooner does Cypher get moved by an EMT does Incubus grab Dryden by the head and rail him off the cage. Incubus grabs the door and slams it on Seth’s head. Seth falls to the mat, blood pouring from his head.]

JC: Damn, this thing got bloody in seconds!!

[Reno has Venom in the corner, he climbs up to the second rope and begins unleashing lefts to Venom’s face. Jack Jones goes to grab Reno from behind but Amy Jo drop kicks him in the back of the head. Megan comes flying across the ring, sent by Saint Jude, and crashes into Reno Destiny sending him head first in the steel cage. As Megan lay there on the mat, Legend drops a knee to her face.]

RW: I cant keep track off the action here. This is out of control.

JC: Well take a look at this, Dave Van Dam is making an attempt to climb to the second tier!!

[Dave begins his climb to the second tier when out of no where Aidan Morag comes off the top rope and drop-kicks DVD sending him down to the mat, on top of Amy Jo Smyth! Havoc quickly grabs hold of Aidan as he tries to get back to his feet. Havoc kicks Aidan in the gut and drops him to the mat with a DDT.  Burton Edwards joins Havoc in bringing Aidan to his feet again. Both men back against the ropes and shoot his across the ring, as Aidan comes back he is met with a huge double dropkick!]

RW: The carnage being left here is ridiculous!!

JC: Look at this mess, so far Incubus, Cypher, Seth Dryden, and Amphetamine have been bloodied so bad that I don’t think they can even move. I haven’t seen life from them in  some time now.

RW: LOOK!! Walsh is making his way to the next tier...

[As Walsh tries to climb, Connor is right there. Connor grabs Walsh’s legs and tries to pull him down. Walsh’s upper body strength is to much though, he is pulling Connor up along with himself!!!]

JC: The first two to make it to the next tier are Walsh and Connor!!

[Nathan Gust makes it to his feet and looks at the entrance to the next tier, he sees Burton trying to get up there. Gust climbs up and grabs Burton by the hair. After a small struggle, Burton is tossed back down to the mat and Gust makes his way to the top joining Walsh and Connor.]

RW: That's three, only nine spot left up there. Christian Cage is there waiting with the lock in hand.

[Erik Dean and Amy Jo Smyth are battling in the corner. Amy Jo has Dean reeling, she nails him with one final forearm to the face and delivers a perfect dropkick sending him into the corner. As Amy turns her attention from Dean she sees Legend making his way to the second tier. She tries to get there in time to stop him but cant do it. Legend has made it to the next tier and Amy quickly tries to follow.]

JC: Aidan doesn’t seem to want to stop beating on people down there long enough to climb to the next tier. He is relentless as he continually bashes Megan’s head into the mat.

[Amy Jo thinks she has made it, and she goes to pull herself up, Gust come flying and nails her with a baseball slide dropkick that sends her back down to the first tier mat!!!]

RW: Holy shit!! That could have killed her!!!

[On their way to the top is Reno, Paige, and Jared Mayer!]

JC: Three Separatists in a row climb to the second tier!!

[Saint Jude comes out of no where and grabs onto Mayer’s leg as Reno and Paige make it to the second tier!!  Jude and Mayer battle all the way to the  next tier and make it there together.]

RW: Jude and Mayer fought all the way to the next tier, and are fighting still. The is crazy, both men going blow for blow, neither backing down.

[Amy is back to her feet as she makes her climb one ore time. Aidan has finally let off the lifeless bodies in the ring and charges towards Amy attempting to stop her. As he head towards her, Rayn grabs hold of Aidan’s arm allowing Amy to reach the second tier.]

[Rayn spins Aidan and take a swing at his head. Aidan is able to duck and charges at Rayn taking him down with a spear!! Aidan sits on top of Rayn and unleashes right and lefts on him.  Aidan finally pulls himself off Rayn and brings Rain to his feet. Aidan hits the sickening on Rayn in the center of the ring!!]

JC: Aidan is making his way to the second tier, that’s only 11 people. Everyone else seems to be lifeless on the mat.

[Page Michaels comes flying down the  ring, he enters the cage and grabs Rayn.]

RW: What the hell is this???? Why is he here!!!

[Page shakes Rayn awake and points him in the direction of the second tier!! Rayn finally successfully makes his way as well.]

JC: That’s it, there is twelve wrestlers in the second tier!!

[Christian Cage looks up at the second tier and he starts counting. He shakes his head...]

RW: Why isn't he locking the cage?

JC: Maybe we can't count.

RW: Walsh, MacDaddy, Gust, Legend, Destiny, Paige, Jude, Mayer, Smyth, Morag, Rayn.

JC: Wow. That's eleven. We can't count.

[Christian yells for one more entrant and the motionless bodies outside of the ring start to stir. Radiant, Ace, Burton Edwards, Venom, Erik Dean, and Dave Van Dam all crawl into the ring. Then Cowboy Jack, Amphetamine, and Megan the Monster. Then Louis Cypher and Kyle Murphy. As they make it to the center of the ring and crawl on top of each other in a last effort to get to the top, Havoc climbs up the turnbuckle and double stomps the carnage, then makes it through the entrance to the second tier!]

RW: Where did he come from?

JC: I think he was playing possum.

[Christian Cage finally shuts the door and locks it up as the carnage continue in the second tier of this mighty structure.]

RW: Look at the odds. It's five on seven. Loyalists are finally outnumbered!

JC: That's good for the Separatists, I suppose.

RW: Just for you folks at home who are having a harder time following this than us... this is what's happening: Jared Mayer and Saint Jude are going at it, Destiny and Page are double teaming Aidan Morag, Connor and Nathan are still trying to kill each other, Walsh and Smyth are going at it, Havoc and Rayn are double teaming Johnny Legend.

JC: This sure is confusing.

[As the chaos continues, Christian Cage grabs a microphone...]

Christian Cage: Now for a little bit of spice to the match...

[He pulls a remote control out of his pocket and presses the infamous big red button. A loud zap is heard throughout the arena.]

Christian Cage: I just electrified the cage. Have fun!

[Jared and Jude fight towards the cage wall. Jude slams Jared into it, sending thousands of volts through his body.]

RW: GOOD LORD! Why would Cage do this?!

JC: Because Cage is a lowlife piece of shit and he belongs in hell.

RW: I meant Christian Cage, John.

JC: Oh... uhh... because he's creative.

[The electricity only made Jared more intense. He snaps and swings his arm, knocking out the first person in front of him: Rayn.]

RW: He just took out his own teammate!

[Havoc watches Rayn go down and he kicks Jared in the gut, then DDTs him onto the steel floor of the cage.]

JC: I knew this would happen. You can't put this many people on a team without stuff like this going down.

[Aidan is getting manhandled until Legend comes over and goes after Destiny. He delivers a mean lariat to the back of Destiny's head and then grabs Paige. He kicks him in the gut and powerbombs him onto Destiny! He then helps Aidan up, who smiles and kicks Legend right between the legs. He uses Legend as a stepping stone to get to the third cage!]

RW: Aidan Morag just turned on his own partner!

JC: Gotta do what you gotta do to win.

RW: That's just not right.

[Jared Mayer is seen trying to climb to the third cage, but Saint Jude brings him back down. Havoc grabs Jude and gives him the "Paralyzer" and starts to climb up. Just as Havoc is about to make it up, Walsh pulls him back down.]

JC: Oh... Christian Cage just hit the button again. It must be off...

[He and Havoc go at it while Gust climbs up the wall of the cage. He yells to Walsh, who smiles and lifts Havoc up for a powerbomb. Gust dives off of the wall of the cage and catches Havoc on the way down with a piledriver!]

JC: Innovation from two enemies.

[While this is happening, Amy Jo Smyth makes it to the third tier.]

RW: So now Aidan Morag and Amy Jo Smyth are there. They're already going at it!

[Walsh and Gust see Jared Mayer coming towards them. Gust goes behind Mayer and ducks on all fours while Walsh hits "High Voltage", making Jared stumble and trip over Gust. Gust gets up and he puts his hands together. Walsh puts his foot in Gust's hands and is catapulted to the third tier. He then reaches down and pulls Gust up just as Connor makes it over. Connor grabs Gust's feet and Nathan kicks Connor square in the jaw.]

JC: And a tooth just fell down to the ring. Nice kick.

RW: So Walsh, Gust, and Morag are all up there with Smyth. The tables have turned... again.

JC: I think that is the theme of this Civil War...

[Connor helps Jared up and puts his hands together like Gust did. Jared looks confused, but puts his foot in Connor's hands. Connor tries to catapult Jared, but his back gives out.]

RW: He's way too big for you, Connor.

JC: I bet he's heard that one before.

RW: Har har har...

[Jared shakes his head and he picks up Connor. He tosses Connor to the third tier like a small child and then jumps up, pulling himself up. This cage has no door. Those trapped in the second cage were just released to the bottom...]

JC: So we have our final six. Morag, Walsh, and Gust for the Loyalists... MacDaddy, Mayer, and Smyth for the Separatists.

[The third cage is smaller than the first and it has a door on the side to get out.]

RW: As I understand it, you can toss people back to the second cage. Am I right?

JC: Yes you are, Randy.

RW: Then lets get it on!

[Smyth goes after Gust, Walsh goes after MacDaddy, and Morag goes after Mayer. Morag is no match for the monster and nearly gets tossed down to the second cage, but he holds on for dear life. Walsh sees this and slams Connor against the wall of the cage, then pulls Aidan back up. Aidan tells Walsh to duck as Connor comes from behind, taking out Morag against the other wall of the cage. Walsh grabs Connor from behind and German suplexes him over the entryway to the second cage.]

JC: That was too close.

[Over on the other side, the Intercontinental Champion does battle with Nathan Gust. He drop-toe-holds the champ and puts her legs together. He places his right leg between them, holding them in place. He then slams her sides, releasing both arms and he grabs them. As he pulls as hard as he can on her wrists, he places his left foot square in the middle of her back. The IC Champion screams in agony. After he hears something pop, he releases his grip and slams her to the floor of the cage with his left foot. The fans cheer as he brushes off his shoulder. As he turns around, there's Jared Mayer. With nowhere to go, Nathan kicks Jared in the gut and delivers "Southern Discomfort" right on top of Amy Jo Smyth!]

RW: If her back didn't hurt before, I bet it does now!

JC: Randy, look! Aidan and Walsh have escaped through the door and Connor is going, too.

[With all three men out there, Nathan starts walking towards the door. He leaves the cage and Connor grabs Walsh by the neck. He puts his head in the doorway and slams it shut, taking the former U.S. Champ down. Connor and Nathan start to climb and Aidan checks on Walsh.]

RW: I'm afraid it's down to the two men that Shadow would least like to run this company...

JC: Why's that?

RW: They are so much alike.

JC: No, they used to be so much alike. Connor has changed. He's insane...

[Aidan helps Walsh up...]

RW: Walsh is doing the "title around the waist" motion to the World Champ.

JC: Uh oh...

[Aidan bodyslams Shawn Walsh and then starts climbing. Just as Connor and Nathan make it to the top of the third cage and are in view of the briefcase, so does Aidan Morag. The three men stand at the top looking at the same goal. They Aidan and Nathan look at each other and then at Connor, who just smiles. Aidan turns to Gust and clotheslines him!]

JC: What the hell?!

[Connor and Aidan laugh as they stomp away at Gust, who is near the edge of the small cage.]

RW: The World Champ just turned on Gust!

[Connor reaches for the briefcase. He calls for Aidan to come over. Connor climbs onto Aidan's shoulders and -- as he is mere inches away from the briefcase -- they notice Shawn Walsh climbing up. He makes it up and charges at Morag, spearing the World Champion down to the floor. He mounts the champ and takes closed fist shots at his face, while Connor falls face first onto the cage. He lifts Aidan up and delivers the "Conspiracy Theory" to him off of the third cage, landing hard on top of the second cage!]

JC: OH MY GOD! NEITHER MAN IS MOVING!

RW: On top of the second or the third cages. This is insane!

[On top of the third cage, Connor and Nathan start to stir. Connor starts reaching again for the briefcase as Nathan gets to his feet. He just stares a hole through Connor as the aerial camera zooms in.]

JC: Look at Gust's throat.. the stitches came out...

RW: He's covered in blood.

[He tries to get Connor's attention, but his throat hurts too much to talk. He staggers up behind him and taps him on the back. Connor smiles as he thinks it is Morag. He turns around and Nathan headbutts Connor's nose, busting him wide open. He sets Connor up for a crucifix powerbomb and holds him there. He nearly falls over as he plants him with a facebuster!]

JC: WHITE POWER! WHITE POWER!

RW: Easy, John. You'll get us in trouble...

[The fans are all at their feet as Nathan Gust reaches for the briefcase. He pulls Connor over to the center of the cage and sits him up. Connor manages to sit up, dazed and bloody. Nathan goes to the edge of the cage and turns around, running and jumping off of Connor's shoulders. He pulls down the briefcase and the bell rings! The fans go in an uproar as Nathan collapses, clutching the briefcase tightly.]

JC: He's done it! Nathan Gust has survived the Civil War!

RW: The Loyalists have done it. Connor MacDaddy has no chance of taking over SFT!

JC: So much has gone down in this one match. It's unbelievable. Aidan Morag turned on Elite Domination... and more importantly... the Loyalist alliance!

[Nathan starts to stand up, very dizzy. He holds the briefcase up and looks down at the entryway, where Shadow is standing. He smiles and claps along with the fans as the show goes off the air...]

Winners = The Loyalists

Credits:
Match One: Christian Cage
Match Two: Allisa O'Toole
Match Three: Hardcore Hect
Match Four: Connor MacDaddy/Nathan Gust
Layout: Johnny Legend
Theme Song: "Civil War" by Guns N' Roses