JC: Ok Randy, time to get on with the next match.

Before any music hits, John Gonzalez can be seen falling in from behind the curtain at the top of the ring ramp, and behind him is Eren Essen. Essen kicks Gonzalez, but he reverses it and sends Essen to the ground.

RW: What the hell?

JC: Looks like this match started backstage, and now it's out here..

Essen and Gonzalez both eventually fight there way to the ring, and the ref quickly calls for the bell.

RW: haha, excellent, the match can now officially start. Got to love SFT PPV John.

Essen grabs Gonzalez with a running spear fall and sends Gonzalez to the ground. He then starts to kick away and bring him back to his feat He throws him into the ring rope and hits a flying clothesline on his return. Essen looks around at the area and decides to see if he can finish the match quick. He goes for the cover..

1.. 2... Kick out

Essen looks pissed at the ref..

JC: That was certainly a close call.

He gets Gonzalez back to hi feat, but Gonzalez get in a hard kick to Essen's cut which sends him onto his knees. Gonzalez goes around and puts Essen into a chock hold, and Essen is grabbing for the rope, however it's just out of his reach. He puts all his energy into a backwards elbow strike and manages to get out of the hold, but is now laying on the ground in pain. Gonzalez holding his gut starts to kick away at Essen, and using what energy he has left to fly into the ring rope and hit a leg drop on Essen, however Essen rolls out of the way and Gonzalez lands with a large thud.

RW: Och, that did not go well...

Essen now gets back on his feat and looks around the arena. He gives a few kicks to Gonzalez leaving him lying in the middle of the ring, then makes his way to the corner of the ring and onto the top rope. He looks around then leaps off, connect on Gonzalez with a starburst splash. He then quickly goes for the cover..

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

The Ref calls for the bell...

RW: Oh yeah baby, great move to finish the match from Eren Essen.

JC: sure was a good performance in a match that started backstage...

John Law and Hardcore Hect come down to the ring as YMCA by the Village People plays. The crowd is dancing and cheering and laughing and having a good time.

Now The Ballad by Testament begins as Saint Jude and Incubus make their way to the ring.

RW: Truly odd couples here tonight.

JC: Yep Law and Hect are very different personalities, and Jude and Incubus are on different polars of the soul as you will.

All men are in the ring as the bell rings.

Hect and Saint Jude begin in the ring. Hect takes the quick offensive and runs at Jude delivering a knee to the gut. Hect then takes a few steps back and runs at the kneeling Jude delivering a Shining Wizard.

He picks him up quickly and hits a DDT. He picks Jude back up and goes for an Irish whip which is reversed and Jude hits him with a clotheline as he's coming back. Jude picks him back up and hits a piledriver. He picks him up again and tries to go for a suplex but Hect reverses it into an exploder and both men are down after that quick spurt of action.

RW: Lookit Hect go.

John Law is tagged in and Jude takes him down with a dragon leg whip. Law gets up limping and flies to the opposite corner and nails Incubus with fist. Incubus hits the floor.

Law with a springboard on Jude. But on the outside Incubus gets up slowly and methodically, he grabs a steel chair from ringside and gets in the ring and nails John Law right in the face busting him wide open. Hect runs in only to get the steel chair on the head as well, Hect is now busted open.

JC: What the hell?!@

The ref is calling for the bell.

Incubus only looks at the fallen men with no emotion peering through his maks. He robotic in his nature, he walks over to Jude and helps him to his feet. Incubus gets out of the ring and walks away. Jude slowly follows him.

RW: I guess we got new tag team champs, though from the looks of it, it’ll be sometime before they’ll be doing anything other than sipping food through straws, someone get those guys to a hospital pronto.

RW: OK folks, time four or next huge title match here at Body Count, and the fact that some of our technicians just placed a ladder in the aisle after using it to hang the World Television Championship belt high above the ring should pretty much give away what’s coming next.

JC: The US Title match??

RW: Shut up John.

JC: Aww, just chill out Randy, I was only messing around. This is a match I’ve been looking forward to for a long time now, as we see the undisputed greatest TV Champion of all time looking to claim this belt for an unprecedented 4th time.

RW: Let me see if I can guess who you’re rooting for in this match…

JC: I’m just looking forward to a great match here tonight. Both men have something to prove.

RW: That’s right. Christian Cage wants to prove that he still has it, Hardcore Hect wants to prove beyond any doubt that he can win matches without Christian Cage’s help, and something tells me that he can do it, and he’s going to prove that here tonight.

JC: Let me see if I can guess who you’re rooting for in the match…

RW: I’m like you John, I’m just looking forward to a good match.

JC: Yeah, right.

RW: Let’s just send this up to our Ring Announcer, Jonathan Knight and get the action started.

The camera pans across to center ring as the arena lights go down save for the spotlight in which Jonathan Knight is standing, immaculately attired as usual.

Jonathan Knight: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a Ladder Match, and is for the Strike Fantasy Towers World Television Championship!

Introducing first, the challenger. Fighting out of Miami, Florida, he weighs in at 254lbs and is a former 3-Time SFT World Television Champion, ‘THE FRANCHISE’ CHRISTIAN CAGE!!!

We move across to the stage, where we see a gold spotlight shining down in front of the entrance as the opening notes of "Welcome To The Jungle" by Guns N' Roses echo over the arena's PA system. As the vocal part of the song starts, Christian Cage walks out and stands underneath the spotlight with his back to the ring and to a deafening negative reaction (interspersed with "asshole" chants from the crowd). Cage stretches his arms out to his sides, level with his shoulders so as to assume a crucifix position, and as he does so it triggers a series of pyrotechnic explosions on either side of him. As the smoke from the pyro dies away, Cage turns to face the ring and begins a slow, purposeful strut down the aisle, pausing on the way to look up to the top of the ladder and shake it to assess it’s stability. When he reaches the ring, Cage slides underneath the bottom rope and proceeds to climb to the top of each of the four turnbuckles in succession, assuming the crucifix position again at the top of each. After climbing down from the last turnbuckle, Cage goes back to his corner and slowly removes his designer sunglasses, the chain from around his neck, and finally his black t-shirt, revealing his toned, muscular upper body.

RW: As usual, Christian Cage looks to be in phenomenal physical condition.

JC: What’s this I hear? Randy White complimenting Christian Cage? Did hell freeze over and I didn’t notice?

RW: Just giving credit where it’s due, that’s all.

Jonathan Knight: Now, introducing his opponent. Hailing from Tucson, Arizona and weighing in at 228lbs, he is the reigning and defending Strike Fantasy Towers Television Champion, HARDCORE HECT!!!

As the opening notes of “Cancion Del Mariachi” play over the PA System, Hardcore Hect emerges from the locker room to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He is wearing a tattered brown trenchcoat, and carrying an unmarked glass bottle. Hect pauses at the top of the ramp and raises the bottle high in the air before making his way down the ramp, pausing at the ladder in the same way as Christian Cage did. Hect then slides under the bottom rope into the ring and removes his trenchcoat as he stares up at his belt hanging from the ceiling. Hect then carefully places his bottle on drink down in the corner and turns to face Cage as both men await the opening bell.

As the bell sounds, both men move to center ring and the trash talking begins (mostly from Cage, unusually enough). After about 30 seconds, Hect decides he’s had enough talking and blasts Cage with an open hand slap to the face, sending the challenger stumbling back across the ring and prompting Hect to follow up with a varied strike assault, backing Cage into the corner at which point Hect backs up and smashes Cage with a vicious Spear right to the midsection, knocking the challenger to his knees.

RW: Highly impressive start here from Hardcore Hect. He wants to prove to Cage that he can win matches on his own, and thus far, he’s doing a great job of that.

JC: Long way to go yet Randy.

RW: You hope.

JC: You have to admit though, it’d be in Hect’s best interests to get this one done with fairly quickly if he could find a way. He’s already wrestled once tonight, he was barely backstage for 30 seconds before he came out again for this match, and once this one’s over, he has the Body Count Rumble later on as well.

RW: That’s one big advantage that Christian Cage has tonight, he only has this match and so he can focus all of his energies on winning it, whereas Hect may find that he’s spreading himself a little thin.

For now though, it’s all Hect as he backs up a few steps and hits Cage squarely in the head with a shining wizard before turning his attention to the main point of the match, the ladder which sits in the aisle. Sliding underneath the bottom rope, Hect grabs the ladder and forcefully throws it back into the ring over the top rope. Whether by accident or by design, the ladder catches Christian Cage on the back of the head as he is attempting to rise from the shining wizard and knocks him back down to the mat again, ensure that for now at least, the advantage stays firmly with Hardcore Hect.

RW: Looks like that was a bit of luck for Hect, but it’s that kind of luck that can decide the outcome of these kinds of matches, no matter how much skill is involved.

Hect slides back into the ring and drags Cage to his feet, whipping him off of the ropes and catching him with a quick Spinebuster on the rebound. Hect then sets up the ladder and makes a seemingly premature attempt at ending the match, an attempt which unsurprisingly is over pretty much before it has begun as Cage grabs Hect’s foot and simultaneously uses it to pull Hect off the ladder and himself to his feet.

Sensing the chance to swing the pendulum in his favour, Cage backs Hect up with some quick jabs to the jaw, followed by a vertical suplex. Unfortunately for Cage though, Hect is able to shift his weight in mid air and lend on his feet before catching Cage with a shot to the gut as he turns around.

RW: Brilliant counter from Hect there, he proves once again that he’s a far better technical wrestler than many people give him credit for.

Perhaps getting a little over-confident so early on, Hect climbs to the top rope and perches on the turnbuckle, waiting for Cage to get into position for whatever he has in mind.

JC: Big risk here from Hect.

RW: Big risk, but could be a huge reward if he can hit it.

Hect leaps off of the top ropes with an attempt at a cross body block, but Cage is anticipating this and is able to catch the TV Champion, hoist him on his shoulders and drill him with his trademark move, the CKO.

JC: CKO!! CKO!!

Strangely though, Cage shows no immediate inclination to even try climbing the ladder, preferring instead to inflict some more punishment on his rival first. Cage looks around for something to use to his advantage, and eventually decides that he his best bet would be to rummage underneath the ring and see what he can find, with the eventual result being a steel chair. With Hect still out, Cage slides back in the ring and waits patiently for his opponent to climb up, the steel chair cocked like a gun in his hands. Surely enough, Hect finally staggers to his feet only to be knocked clean off of them again when Cage slams the chair straight into his face, opening up a laceration on the TV Champion’s forehead.

RW: First blood of the night and it goes in favour of Christian Cage.

Like a red rag to a bull, the sight of Hect’s blood serves to spur the challenger on, and he leaps on top of Hect and lands a vicious volley of shots to the head, opening up the cut further. The assault is only interrupted when Hect, out of pure desperation manages to catch Cage with a thumb to the eye, buying him the vital break that he needs to push Cage off and climb back to his feet, although he is still consumed with wiping his own blood from his face.

Hect’s comeback is fairly short-lived though, as his attempt at a shining wizard on a kneeling Cage is met by a vicious body shot of which Ricky Hatton would no doubt be proud, followed by Cage moving behind Hect and dropping him backwards to the mat with a Reverse DDT which he follows in turn with an elbow drop right to the TV Champ’s throat.

JC: Just as I thought, it looks like Christian Cage is taking control of things here. He has Hect bleeding and battered.

RW: Don’t count Hardcore Hect out just yet, we’ve seen only too often how the tide can turn dramatically in a match when one guy looks totally out of it but somehow comes back to win.

JC: True, but this is Christian Cage we’re talking about.

RW: Jesus H Christ, would you get your head out of Cage’s ass for a second!! The guy doesn’t like you, yet you talk about him like he’s the second coming of the Lord!

JC: Who’s to say he doesn’t like me?

RW: Last time he spoke to you, he called you a fat, unathletic blob, that proof enough for you?

JC: Shut up and call the match.

Growing in confidence, Cage decides that a high-risk aerial assault might further his cause and so he climbs to the top rope, but Hect is up quicker than he had anticipated, and climbs to the second turnbuckle to attempt to dislodge Cage from his perch with a series of left hand shots to the jaw. When Hect is convinced that Cage is sufficiently stunned, he hooks in a front face lock and jumps backwards off of the turnbuckle with a modified DDT, resulting in Cage’s head bouncing violently off of the conveniently placed steel chair and leaving the challenger flat on his face with his head surrounded by a rapidly-forming pool of his own blood.

RW: I guess that makes them even, now that Cage is bleeding just as badly, if not worse than Hect.

Hect drags the stunned challenger to his feet and kicks him in the gut before attempting to hook his arms for Hect’s trademark “Hecty Driver”, a modified Tiger Driver. Cage though, even with the blood loss, is still too big and powerful for Hect, and manages to escape the Champion’s grasp and nail him with a desperation superkick.

JC: What a shot by Christian Cage! With that one shot, this match might have turned right in his favour.

RW: Don’t count Hect out just yet John, if there’s one thing we can be sure of with him, it’s that he’ll fight until he has nothing left, and something tells me that he’s not quite beaten here just yet. Christian Cage still has a hell of a lot to do if he wants to earn this TV Championship.

With Hect down, and also mindful of the amount of blood that he’s losing from the cut on his forehead, Cage this time has no hesitation in setting the ladder up and attempting to drag his battered body up it, one agonizing rung at a time. Unfortunately for him, he can’t climb fast enough, and Hect is able to recover sufficiently to dropkick the ladder, causing it to wobble, and causing Cage to fall off of it, bounce off the top rope and end up in a heap on the protective matting outside the ring.

JC: OH MY GOD!! I think Hect just killed Christian Cage!!

Unfortunately for Hect, Cage’s apparent “death” is not quite the advantage that it might at first have appeared, as the Champion is hardly in peak physical condition either, with that desperation dropkick having taken most of whatever energy he may have had left, meaning that by the time Hect has set the ladder up again, Cage is well on the way to “resurrection”.

RW: Hect has a huge chance here, if only he can summon up the energy to make the most of it.

JC: This is where we’re going to see just how much Cage’s earlier assaults have taken out of our TV Champion.

With the ladder set up in the center of the ring, and Cage still stunned at ringside, Hect senses his chance for victory and begins to climb, but once he is about half way up, Cage notices what is happening and finds the energy to slide back into the ring and dislodge the TV Champion. Unfortunately for Cage though, Hect is half expecting this and so is able to land on his feet and catch Cage off-guard with a superkick to the point of the jaw, which sends the bigger man back into the nearest corner.

RW: Great impact from Hect. Cage thought he’d taken the advantage, but the Champion was one step ahead of him.

Hect picks up the ladder, which is now leaning against the ropes, slams it shut and decides to use it like a battering ram, slamming it brutally into Cage’s ribs four times before the referee takes the highly unusual step in this kind of match of restraining Hect as Cage slumps against the turnbuckle and starts coughing violently with a trickle of blood coming from his mouth.

JC: I think that those shots from Hect may have done some serious damage, as Cage looks to be bleeding internally, which can be far more dangerous than the kind of external laceration that both men have already suffered here tonight.

With blood coming from both Cage’s mouth and the cut across his forehead, the challenger doesn’t look quite as impressive as he did when he entered the ring, although a quick look across to the Champion, who has dropped the ladder to concentrate on wiping his own blood from his eyes, tells a similar story.

Once his vision is clear, Hect grabs the ladder again and sets it up in center ring, his eyes fixed on the golden prize hanging from the ceiling. Cage, though, has managed to haul himself to his feet, and as Hect throws a quick glance back over his shoulder to his battered rival, The Franchise finds the energy to blast Hect with a clothesline that sends both Champion and challenger to the mat.

JC: There’s still life in Christian Cage yet!!

RW: Not much though, judging by the amount of blood that he’s lost.

Cage is first to his feet, although the punishment of the match is taking it’s toll, and neither man is exactly leaping up. Grabbing Hect by the hair, Cage pulls his rival to his feet and whips him against the ropes. On the rebound, Cage nails Hect with a shot to the gut and moves him into position for the Event Horizon, Cage’s trademark double-underhook piledriver. Once again though, the heavy blood loss has a part to play as Cage has to once again wipe the blood from his face before trying to deliver the move, which allows Hect time to recover and nail the challenger with a low blow which drops him to his knees.

RW: This is the kind of back-and-forth action that we love here in SFT, and whether you love them or you hate them, both men are laying it all on the line here tonight.

JC: I would expect nothing less.

With Cage still on his knees, Hect bounces off of the ropes and tries for a running knee, which connects, but only partly as Cage manages to blast Hect with a clothesline at the same time, leaving both competitors flat on their backs.

RW: Both men connected with their attacks at the same time there, and whichever of them can recover first should be set for a massive advantage in this war for the TV Title.

JC: This is where the blood loss starts to become a real factor for both men, losing that much blood is hard enough in any situation, but when you’re in a physical environment such as this, it can be an immense handicap.

Both men are still bleeding fairly heavily and are both forced to wipe blood from their eyes as they recover from their simultaneous assault on each other. At the same instant, both lock their gaze on the ladder which is still standing in the middle of the ring, and then start to move towards it, almost dragging themselves up each of the steel rungs towards their prize.

RW: Both men are going for the belt, but only one of them can get it!

JC: Come on Christian!!

RW: Any chance of a little less bias from you?

Both men reach the top of the ladder at virtually the same moment, and both try to dislodge the other with punches, but by this stage of the game, neither man has sufficient power in their shots to do any damage to the other. After a few seconds of punching, both men reach for the belt and someone grabs it, dislodging it from its hook as the ladder collapses and both men crash to the mat, with the belt falling between the pair as they lay flat on their backs in the center of the ring. The referee immediately calls for the bell amidst mass confusion from pretty much everyone in the building.

RW: What the hell happened? Who grabbed the belt?

JC: It was damn close, but I’m pretty sure it was Christian Cage’s hand that actually pulled the belt down.

Both mean are slowly coming to their senses as the referee communicates his decision to the Ring Announcer. Both Cage and Hect instinctively reach for the championship belt as Jonathan Knight delivers the result:
Jonathan Knight: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match…

JC: Talk about keeping us in suspense, just get on with it already!

RW: I’ve been watching the replays, and I can’t call it with any real degree of certainty, although I have to admit it does look as though it was Cage’s hand who pulls the belt down.

Jonathan Knight:…and NEW Strike Fantasy Towers Television Champion Of the Woooorrrlllddd, CHRISTIAN CAGE!!!

JC: He did it! For the 4th time in his career, Christian Cage is the SFT World Television Champion, but what a performance from Hardcore Hect here tonight.

RW: Without a doubt, both men put in a phenomenal effort and both have gained from this, but it’s Christian Cage who walks away with the win and the gold tonight. Have we seen the last of this one? Don’t bet on it.

Once again “Welcome To The Jungle” plays over the PA System as Cage pulls himself to his feet with the aid of the ring ropes. The referee then straps the championship belt around The Franchise’s waist as Cage finds the energy to raise his arms in celebration before sliding out of the ring and stumbling up the ramp, once again wiping the blood away from his eyes, although it still stains his hair and torso. Hect, meanwhile, remains in the ring and consoles himself with the contents of his bottle of alcohol.

As 'Children Go Bang' by Nekromantic begins to play, the lights fade to a dark red within the arena. Lucretia Black walks out followed by two small chinese women acrobats and Brown Jenkin holds her hand. They make their way down to the ring, when from the back, Jared Mayer walks out. A shower of sparks falls from the ceiling as he walks slowly down the ramp. He walks up the steel steps and stamps on the apron. Inside the ring, Lucretia Black drops to one knee with her hand held out to Jared. As she does this, an eruption of fire comes from each turnbuckle. Jared then climbs into the ring and awaits his match to start.

JC: Mayer is looking to take Legends title tonight…

RW: Will you shut up until the match starts please!

"Creep" by Radiohead slowly fades in - a voice comes on and says, "Bow Down Blockheads!"

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Fireworks go off on top of the ramp. "Creep" by Radiohead really kicks in, as the mist slowly fades away from the fireworks. Suddenly, Johnny Legend walks through the mist. Sporting flashy purple tights and jacket, as he stands on top of the ramp.

"Coming down to the ring at this time, (Legend walks down the ramp) weighing in at 250 pounds, hailing from Fire Island, New York... JOHNNY LEGEND!" Amanda Summers says into the mic.

Johnny Legend slowly walks up the steps, and gives a few words to the fans... Some unkind words. He then gets into the ring and steps into the middle... Fireworks burst to the sides of the ring - Legend turns slowly around in a full circle and shows his winning smile. The mist clears after a few seconds, and Johnny Legend takes his jacket off, and his United States title, which he tosses to the ringside staff. Legend then awaits his opponent, while he rests his back in a corner of the ring.

JC: Legend quickly runs at Mayer and drives his right knee into the gut of Mayer. Mayer is sent to the mat, clutching his ribs. Legend turns to the crowd... laughing at his opponent and raising his arms into the air...The crowd boos right back.

RW: These people here don't exactly like Legend!

JC: Mayer is back to his knees, but is quickly dismantled once more with some stiff right-footed kicks to the ribs and the temple. The final blow sends Mayer falling to the ground as Legend can be seen grinning widely.

RW: Legend is just laying into Mayer!

JC: Mayer tries to get back to his feet, but Legend quickly goes on the attack once more by driving some right hands to the forehead of his opponent. Legend continues with the assault and has to be dragged away from Mayer by the referee. Legend is once more received with massive heat from the fans in attendance. Legend wastes no time in further taunting the crowd by mounting the second rope to jaw at some of the fans in the front rows. A 'Legend sucks' chant breaks out in response... to which Legend sticks two middle fingers up at the crowd! Legend makes sure that he doesn't give Mayer enough time to fully recover and drops down into a laying arm-bar!

RW: Legend out of nowhere with an armbar!

JC: Legend still has the hold locked-in, much to the frustration of the crowd who are doing their best to assist Mayer with a 'Mayer' chant... the fans round off the chanting with a chorus of clapping as Mayer pounds his left fist against the mat... then leans over and delivers some strong left hands to the face of the Legend! The crowd go nuts for Mayer, who quickly flips himself to a vertical base and tosses Legend into the ropes in front of the announce table... Legend returns and is leap-frogged by Mayer... then the same happens again... then on the third return, Mayer connects with a with a jumping clothesline which sends Legend down to the mat and crawling to safety in a corner. Legend holds his arms up, asking Mayer to pity him. Mayer looks down at him, wondering what he should do. The crowd tells him to go after him, but Mayer backs up like the honorable competitor he is. Legend gets up and dusts his shoulders off and the two ready for a lock up.

JC: After a moment of feeling each other out, they lock up.. they are set in a minor battle of strength, which is obviously turned into a strong kick to the mid-section by the ever-devious Legend! Legend wastes no time in continuing his attack as he sends Mayer into the ropes... now taking his turn to toy with his opponent by ducking... Mayer jumps over Legend and returns off the opposite ropes... Legend rises up and leap-frogs his opponent... then waits for him to return for the third time... only for Mayer to lock himself up in the ropes to prevent an attack, to great applause from the fans.

JC: There is no time wasted before the wrestlers are once again locked-up with each other... Mayer quickly avoids a repeat of the stiff kick he received and applies a front facelock to prevent Legend from going on the offensive. Legend, frustrated, pounds away at the rib-section of Mayer, but is unable to muster much strength into his blows - due to the constricted space Mayer is allowing him. Legend manages to muster the power to roll out and places Mayer into a reverse waistlock... attempting to lift him off the ground for a German Suplex... Mayer manages to block the attempted maneuver by locking his legs around Legend... then expertly drags him down to the mat and applies a leglock!

RW: Legend is close to the ropes, and if he can reach the bottom rope, Mayer will be forced to release the leglock submission…….And he does!

JC: The referee tells Mayer to break the hold and he does so immediately. Mayer gets to his feet as Legend clutches his left leg, the one Mayer had the submission on. Legend uses the ropes to pull himself up, and Mayer runs at him. Legend backdrops Mayer over the top rope, but Mayer manages to land his feet on the apron and grabs Legend by his head, then slamming it off the top buckle. Mayer climbs the turnbuckle and comes off with a missle dropkick that connects! Legend is sent to the mat and slides out of the ring, clutching his chest in pain while kneeling on the floor. Mayer then runs to the farthest ropes from Legend, then allows him to get to his feet.

RW: Mayer has something on his mind here!

Mayer then charges and jumps onto the top rope, but notices Legend move out of the way and smartly hops right off the top rope onto the mat. Legend reaches in and grabs Mayer by his feet, pulling him down and out of the ring. Legend throws a punch but Mayer blocks it…Mayer goes to kick Legend but he grabs Mayer's foot…Mayer then nails him with a kick to the back of his head with an enziguri! This shot sends Legend head-first into the ring post which causes him to fall on his back! As he rolls around clutching his head, the crowd cheers, and Mayer slides into the ring.

RW: Legend is going to have quite the headache!

JC: Mayer slides back out and picks Legend to his feet. Legend rakes the eyes of Mayer and slings him into the steps, causing them to disconnect! The referee issues a 10-count, "One..." "Two..." "Three..." "Four..." "Five..." Legend begins to get to his feet just before Mayer. "Six..." "Seven..." Legend slides in the ring, followed by Mayer. Both competitors stay lying down on the ground, gasping for air... Legend is the first to take advantage of the situation and he drapes an arm over Mayer...

RW: This might be it right here!

One... two... no!

JC: A quick kick-out from Mayer! Both men rise to their feet with some help from opposite corners. They take a brief moment to catch their breath then charge for each other... meeting in the center of the ring with a massive impact and a double clothesline that sends the two of them back down to the canvas, where they once again face the ten count of the referee!

RW: That sure didn't work!

JC: The referee begins a 10-count. "One..." "Two..." "Three..." "Four..." "Five..." "Six..." "Seven..." "Eight..." "Nine..." Both are able to make it to their feet to stop the count of the referee. Again, the two take a short moment to gain some air and then return to the center of the ring. Legend goes behind with a reverse waist-lock... this is promptly countered by Mayer rolling around and applying the same hold to his opponent... only for Legend to do the same again! Mayer tries to swing some elbows at Legend to knock him off balance... but Legend is able to block these elbows and deliver a bridged German suplex- one...two…kick out!

JC: Both men get to their feet and lock up, only for Mayer to go behind Legend and nail him with a neck breaker. He makes the pin one...two...kick out. He quickly rolls out of the pinning situation and returns to his feet... then goes on the attack once more by placing a few calculated stomps to the chest and rib area of Legend. Legend somehow grabs the feet of Mayer and trips him with a double-leg takedown. Legend is to his feet with Mayer's legs in his hands... he looks around the crowd and then quickly spins over... attempting to apply the sharpshooter!

RW: It could be all over here for Jared Mayer!

JC: Mayer doesn't allow Legend to lock the hold on, though, as he kicks him away, causing his shoulder to impact the ring post! Legend is located near the corner of the ring and is clutching his left shoulder and rolling around the mat in agony... Mayer approaches and drags him up by his hair... then pushes him back into the ropes and whips him into the opposite side of the ring... Legend ducks the side-dropkick attempt and waits for Mayer to land back on the ground before delivering a very sneaky low blow that escapes the attention of the referee, but seems to be noticed by almost everyone else in the arena as the crowd erupts with violent jeering against Legend.

RW: Typical Johnny Legend.. the referee somehow missed that low blow though, to his advantage.

JC: Mayer is still gripping his groin as Legend goes to work with a driving low dropkick to his left calf, sending Mayer tumbling down to the ground, seizing his opportunity, Legend sprawls himself over Mayer for a cover... One…Two… NO!! Mayer kicks out. Both now begin to rise to their feet at the same slow speed. Legend is the first to take advantage and he swings a full roundhouse right for Mayer, who manages to duck, then drive a strong right foot into the midsection of Legend... before grabbing Legend around his neck and snapping him over to the mat, driving his face into the mat! The fans raise the roof in applause for the popular superstar as Mayer signals for the end.

RW: This could be it, if Mayer hits it here its over!!

JC: Jared sets up Legend and nails Maasenvernichtung!!! Mayer goes for the cover…1…..2…3!!!! It’s over!!! Mayer is the new US Champion!!

Brass Martin appears at the runway as his theme song played. Once he gets halfway down the runway he runs down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope and gets up. He stands in on of the corners and awaits his opponent .

"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.

The two enter the ring. And immediately Brass Martin charges and clothslines Connor to the ground and the Ref Rings the bell.

RW: Connor Wasn’t even ready for that

JC: Brass seeing the opportunity takes the advantage. Usually Connor plays those kind of tricks.

Connor to his feet spins around and gets dropkicked by Brass. Connor back to his feet and Brass goes for a hip toss but Connor blocks it then to the other side hip tosses Brass. Brass gets up only to meet a dropkick by Connor. Brass up again and Connor Nails him with a clothsline and Brass scoots under the bottom rope to the outside. Connor goes to follow but the ref stops him. The ref begins to count.. 1.….. 2.…..

RW: Brass Martin re-evaluating the situation

JC: He’s running away like a coward who was getting stomped.

RW: That is not the case.

Connor looks to the Crowd who stats to Chant. “Here we go Connor Here We Go **clap clap** Here we go Connor Here We Go **clap clap**” Brass martin turns and yells at the fans to shut up and covers his ears then finally climbs the ring steps and looks at the ref and tells the ref to hold Connor back. Brass Martin slowly gets into the ring. The two men lock up and puch each other around and Brass backs Connor into the corner the ref starts to count and slowly they break apart clean… Then they lock up again and struggling Connor backs Brass into the corner. They slowly again break apart clean. The ref tells them to go at it again once they are apart and they Lock up and again Connor slowly backs Brass into the corner, but Brass pivots and puts Connor into the Connor.. Again they slowly break apart.. But Brass full outright slaps Connor right across the face. Connor gets Piss and Brass runs to the other side and puts his head through the rope sand yells at the ref as Connor Charges but The ref holds him back because Brass is in the ropes. The fans boo Brass Martin and yell at him. He tells them to shut up.

Brass finally gets back in and the two circle each other and just before they lock up Brass pokes Connor in the eyes, then boots him in the stomach and applies a DDT.

RW: With perfect form Brass with a DDT.

JC: I must admit even though he cheated it was very well executed.

Brass off the ropes with a senton splash and covers Connor. One…. Two….. Thr kickout. Brass grabs Connor by the hair and picks him up as the ref warns him about the hair. And Brass with a standing dropkick to Connor MacDaddy. Connor reaches for the ropes trying to get up and Brass with a front flip leg drop onto Connor. Brass roll shim on his back and covers.. One…. Two.. Kickout. Brass picks him out without hesitation and shoots Connor off the ropes Connor under brass as Brass with a leap Frog. Brass then with a back Body Drop but connor goes over. Brass turns around and doesn’t see Connor down and Connor nails him with a flying forearm.. The fans cheer. Both men are down. The ref starts a ten count.. One…… two….. Three….. Four….

RW: Connor out of nowhere evens this match out.

JC: I don’t know where he pulled that from.

Six…. Brass slowly to his feet Connor on one knee. Brass swings.. Connor blocks and returns fire and stands to his feet and nails Brass Martin.. And again nails brass martin. Connor With a Scoop Slam to Brass. Connor goes to climb to the top rope and jumps with a flying elbow and Nails Brass Martin. Connor with a cover… one…. Two…. Thr shoulder up.

RW: Brass Kicked out.

JC: I see that.

Connor picks brass up and shoots him off the rope Brass ducks a clothsline. Brass then ducks a back elbow. Brass then with a dropkick. Connor Catches it and grabs one leg and pivots into the Boston Crab! Connor right in front of the ropes Brass in the middle of the ring. The ref looking on. Brass yelling in pain tries to crawl to the far end of the ring. He moves about a foot and stops as Connor applies more pressure. Just then the Ref goes down. Brass Taps out. But the ref doesn’t see it. Standing Above him is Grizzly Z with a steel Chair. Connor stops and turns around to see Grizzly and get Nailed With A Steel Chair right in the face. And Connor Goes down. Grizzly Stands over Connor and looks over the crowd who is mixed with boos and some cheers. Brass slowly gets to his feet and Holds out his hand to Shake Grizzly Z’s hand. The Fans now all boo. Grizzly looks down at his hand then Plows him with the Chair as well right in the face.

RW: I think grizzly Z just sent a message to cCnnor and the rest of the Body Count Rumble Participants.

Grizzly Z leaves the ring. The fans are now cheering when he nailed Brass Martin. The fans Watch on as Z slowly leaves the ringside area and back in the ring both men are down and the ref is out cold.

RW: What is going on, is this match thrown out or what.

JC: I am hearing from the back Azreal said he is sending out a referee to take the place and this match will continue.

RW: What, that’s not right Grizzly Interfered.

JC: Well keep in mind if he hadn’t Connor probably would have won.

RW: I didn’t see Brass tap out.. Mainly, neither did the referee.

A referee runs down to the ring and checks to see if both men are still alive. As Brass starts to move, Connor opens his eyes. Brass slowly gets to his feet as Connor get to his knees. Both men are bleeding Brass nails a dropkick and falls onto Connor, making the cover.

JC: 1... 2... NO!

RW: Shoulder up at the last second!

The ref shakes his hands and Brass takes a while to move. He gets up, pulling Connor to his feet. He nails the champ with a European uppercut. He Irish whips Connor, but it is reversed. Connor ducks for a backbody drop, but Brass grabs him and takes him down with "Tomorrow Never Comes." Brass falls on top of the champ.

JC: 1... 2... 3!

RW: No! His foot was on the rope. The ref caught it at the last second!

JC: This match should be over many times by now. Connor should've won by submission and by disqualification already.

RW: I know. After that weak ending of the Tag Team Titles match, you'd think the referees would be more strict for this, too.

JC: Eh...

Brass gets to his feet and he bounces off the ropes. Brass jumps over Connor, who quickly gets to his feet and dropkicks Brass. Connor uses the ropes to get up slowly and Brass crawls to his feet. Connor kicks him in the gut and picks him up for the "Big Mac". He slams Brass Martin down hard!

RW: There's the cover!

JC: 1... 2... NO!

RW: He got his shoulder up. How in the hell?!

Connor gets pissed and he rips off his shirt. He chokes Brass with it for a moment before pulling him up and setting him up for another "Big Mac". Suddenly the lights go out. We hear a loud thud in the ring and when they come back on, a masked man slides out of the ring with a chair and he exits stage left. Brass is standing in the center of the ring, barely conscious. He looks at the escaping man and then down at Connor. He nods and walks to the turnbuckle. He climbs up slowly and dives off with the "Brass Assasin", covering the champ.

JC: 1... 2... 3!

The referee calls for the bell and "Living Dead Girl" starts to play. The fans give a mixed reaction as the referee hands Brass Martin the Intercontinental Championship, at which point he rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp, holding the title high in the air. Connor manages to get to the ropes and he reaches out his hand, as if reaching for the title that he just lost.

RW: What an incredible match, folks.

“As I’m Good at Being Badd” plays as Precious comes out with Sweetheart and Harold. She approaches the apron and lifts one leg to the mat, then the other doing a slpit on the apron, outside the ring, then slides under the ropes as Sweetheart slowly gets in the ring and Harold watches Precious from behind.

JC: Here we go, this is the biggest match of Precious’s life. I hope she’s ready for it.

RW: I doubt it, come on, you really think she can beat Nirvana?

JC: Randy my friend in SFT......anything is possible.

"He's gonna get you... " "He's gonna kill you you..." "He's gonna make you pay..."

Cash's "Hurt" hits the PA as images of tombstones appear on the striketron and Kings voice booms. The crowd begins to shout as the arena goes black and pictures of a morgue appear on the striketron. Pictures of bodies ripped apart, bodies crawling with maggots, etc. As the fans begin to boo a light shines onto the ramp as the pictures on the striketron change to a big grey screen.

"Run from the Lord of SFT, it'll do you good"

Suddenly the arena goes deep green as "Hurt" continues to play on the pa and a golden spotlight in the form of a swastika illuminates the entranceway. the crowd begins to chant bloody murder as blood rises from the ramp way, and Jeff King And Ms. Black step out from behind the apron. Jeff if decked out in a fancy, old fashioned suit, hair parted off to the side, and greased down. He's Holding Ms. Black's hand. Around his neck is a huge swastika, covered in barbed wire. He smiles to the crowd with all the pizzazz of a salesman, but with the personality of a shark. Comfortable, yet slightly unsettling images display on the striketron, 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. He goes to the to the back turnbuckle and taunts the fans with his cane, which he drops outside the ring with his swastika as he shares a passionate kiss with Ms. Black.

She leaves the ring as his music dies down, before the match starts he puts his hands on the sides of his face and tears at the skin. He stops when the blood starts to appear on his hands and smiles as he holds his hands up for the bloodthirsty crowd. He licks the blood from his hands in one last act of sin.

JC: No matter how many times I see that entrance and that man, I will always be crept the fuck out!

RW: Baby!

The bell sounds as Precious begins to pace back and forth in the ring starring at Nirvana.

JC: I don’t think she knows what to do.

RW: Looks like she’s formulating her game plan now.

JC: Well he is a lot more scary in person.

RW: There's the bell, and this match is underway! THERE THEY GO! Precious and Nirvana firing punches back and forth.... back and forth.... Precious goes down! She rolls to her side and kicks Nirvana in the kneecaps! Both superstars are down, and this match has barely begun!

JC: Precious is the first back to her foot. She pops up and runs across the ring, off the ropes and attempts a baseball slide dropkick but Nirvana rolls out of the way and Precious slides right out of the ring. Nirvana gets to his feet and follows her outside the ring. Nirvana grabs Precious by the arm and whips her hard against the guard rail. Nirvana follows her and delivers a high knee but Precious is able to duck and sends Nirvana over the guard rail and into the fans!!

RW: The fans are getting what they paid for here, an up close and personal with the champ.

JC: Precious climbs over the guard rail and grabs hold of Nirvana, throwing him back over the rail. Precious climbs on top of the rail and leaps off nailing Nirvana with a leg drop. Precious gets to her feet and helps Nirvana to his, she grabs his arm and whips his hard across the outside as Nirvana crashes shoulder first into the ring post!

RW: Wow, Precious is putting on a show for us tonight! Where did this come from?

JC: Precious rolls Nirvana back into the ring and slides in herself. Precious grabs Nirvana and whips him into the corner, delivering multiple stomps to his chest and midsection until Nirvana is seated on the mat. Precious builds up some speed and she runs to the opposite corner, then charges toward Nirvana and nails the Bronco Buster!!!

RW: Holy Shit! Precious could win this one!

JC: Precious lets up and drags Nirvana to the center of the ring, she covers……1….2…..NO! Nirvana kicked out just in time!!

RW: Precious honey, it’s going to take a lot more than that!

JC: Precious helps Nirvana to his feet and lifts him in the center of the ring, she nails a back breaker and goes for the pin again….1…..2….NO!! Nirvana kicked out! Precious is arguing with the ref about the count.

RW: That’s not going to get anything done!!

JC: Precious climbs to the top rope and leaps off with an elbow drop but Nirvana rolls out of the way!!! Precious is laid out in the center of the ring!! Nirvana gets to his feet and helps Precious to hers…Nirvana begins to deliver various karate kicks to Precious’s midsection. He drops her with a double under hook DDT and goes for a quick cover…1….2..N! Precious kicks out!!

RW: What a great match!! Precious really wants to be world champ!

JC: Nirvana is back on his feet and head to the corner, he climbs the ropes and Precious gets to her feet, she turns to see Nirvana come off the top, he catches her right in the face with a missle drop kick!! Nirvana pops back to his feet and heads for top rope again!! He comes off and nails his Sweet Rapture!!! Nirvana covers Precious…..1……2…..NO!!! Sweetheart grabbed Nirvana’s leg and pulled him off!!

RW: That’s not fair at all!!! Nirvana had this match won!!!

JC: Nirvana and Precious are both back to their feet and the ref is admonishing Sweetheart outside the ring. Precious nails Nirvana with a right, Nirvana hits her with one of her own, both start trading blows back and forth in the center of the ring again. Precious gets the upper hand, rocking Nirvana with a hard left, she whips his across the ropes and attempts a clotheslines but Nirvana ducks and nails Precious with a tilt-a-whirl DDT! Nirvana brings Precious back to her feet and sends her into to corner, Nirvana follows her in and nails her with a high knee!! As she stumbles out of the corner Nirvana nails her with a super kick and goes for a cover…..1……2…NO! Precious kicked out!!!

RW: How in the….

JC: Nirvana is stressing in the middle of the ring, he slides outside the ring and grabs a steel chair, Nirvana throws the chair into the ring and slides in after it, as he picks it up, the ref tries to take it away. Precious makes it to her feet, she nails Nirvana with a dropkick sending the chairs into his face, knocking him on the mat. Precious climbs to the top rope and hits the Precious Effects!!! She goes for the cover……1……2…..NO!!! Nirvana kicked out just in time!!!!!

RW: What the hell is going on??

JC: Precious gets to her feet and goes back up top, she comes off the top with a second Precious Effects but Nirvana rolls out of the way!! Precious is laid out again!!! Nirvana slowly makes it to his feet and locks in the Devil Lock!!! Precious is screaming in pain as Nirvana drags her to the center of the ring. Precious has no where to go….the ref checks with her but she wont give up!!

RW: Do yourself a favor and just give up!!!!

JC: Looks like Precious has passed out from the pain, the ref lifts her arm and drops it…then again….and finally a third time!!! The ref calls for the bell….Nirvana wins and remains World Champ!!

Azreal and Legend slide back into the ring, Havoc gets to his feet and is immediatly clotheslined by Azreal.

Timer Countdown: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... BZZZZZTT!

Chimpo the Chimp: Introducing at #5...

The lights in the arena black out and smoke fills the entrance ramp as "Crawlin" by Linkin Park ft Staind plays over the speakers.

Chimpo the Chimp: weighing in ay 305 pounds... from Lowell, Massachusetts... Venom!

JC: Here comes a frmer World Heavyweight Champion!

"Trust and Believe" in white lettering flashes on the screen. Venom makes his way to the top of the ramp, waits a few seconds before slowly making his way down the ramp and into the ring. Venom attacks Azreal. Legend is stomping on a downed Havoc. Lgend lifts him to his feel and Havoc grabs Legend quickly and sends him to the ground with a snap suplex. Legend gets back to his feet only to get knocked right back down with a dropkick to the chest. Havoc literally runs up the top rope and leaps out into the air connecting with a lionsault off the top rope. Havoc grabs Johnny by the neck and lifts him up to his feet. Well for his effort, Johnny grabs Havoc’s head and does a snap mare take down. Havoc gets back to his feet, and the two men lock up. Johnny makes his way behind Havoc, grabs him and throws him with a german suplVenom. Johnny walks over to Havoc, and starts kicking him in the side, the head, hell anywhere he can, not giving Havoc a chance to get back up. Moments later the referee tells Johnny to get back and stop kicking so he does. Havoc is a little slower to get to his feet this time. Johnny grabs Havoc lifts, and drops him hard with a vertical suplVenom in the center of the ring. Johnny quickly pops back to his feet, springs himself off the far ropes and connects with a baseball slide to the face of Havoc. Johnny goes for the cover

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JC: That was close! Legend and Havoc are going all over the place!

Johnny grabs Havoc and helps him back to his feet, he sends him across the ring with an Irish Whip, Havoc comes off and ducks a clothes line from Legend. Havoc nails Legend with a flying elbow. Havoc quickly to his feet, he garbs Legend by the hair and helps him to his feet. Havoc plants Legend on the mat with a snap suplex. Havoc makes hi way to the top rope, he comes off and nails Legend with an elbow drop. Havoc goes for the cover…

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JC: Legend kicks out! He's still trucking!

As Havoc supresses his anger with the ref, Legend makes it back to his feet. Legend grabs Havoc and drops him with a Russian Leg Sweep. Johnny drops two quick elbows to the throat of Havoc before setting himself on the second rope and coming down with a knee to the face. Legend brings Havoc to his feet and connects with a quick standing drop kick. Legend rolls Havoc up….

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RW: Hoo boy... Havoc was almost pinned right there!

Timer Countdown: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... BZZZZZTT!

Chimpo the Chimp: Introducing at #6...

As 'Children Go Bang' by Nekromantic begins to play, the lights fade to a dark red within the arena.

Chimpo the Chimp: ...weighing in at 286 pounds ...from Berlin, Germany... he is the SFT United States Champion... Jared Mayer!

Jared Mayer walks out from the back. Azreal and Venom are now outside the ring brawling. Mayer slides in the ring and goes after Havoc. Legend steps back and catches his breath as Mayer and Havoc start trading punches. Legend slides out of the ring and grabs Azreal from behind. Azreal turns around and decks Legend, but Venom grabs Azreal and throws him into the ring. Venom and Legend both slide into the ring... Legend bends over to pick up Azreal, but Azreal grabs him and pins him with an inside cradle...

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JC: Out goes #1!

As soon as Azreal lets go of the pin, Venom jumps on him and starts coming down with ax-handle smashes. Legend rolls out of the ring and heads to the back. Venom picks him up and throws him into the corner. Venom grabs Azreal by the arm and send him across the ring into the opposite turnbuckle. Venom follows him in and nails him with a huge splash!!! Azreal stumblesout and falls onto the mat. Venom goes for the pin.

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JC: Yikes... Azreal barely kicked out of that one.

Venom helps Azreal from the mat to his feet and lays a knee into his gut. Venom the once again drops Azreal to the mat with a DDT and goes for the cover.

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Venom gets to his feet in frustration and begin to yell at the ref.

RW: Venom is trying to catch Azreal off guard so he can get a quick pin.

Azreal is back to his feet waiting patiantly behind Venom ashe argues with the ref. as Venom finally turns around he is met with a superkick from Azreal. Azreal now goes for a cover of his own.

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JC: Azreal almost got a pin of his own!

Timer Countdown: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... BZZZZZTT!

Chimpo the Chimp: Introducing at #7...

As the opening guitar chords from "El Rey De Los Chingones" plays over the P.A. system a fog rolls over the entrance way to the arena.

Chimpo the Chimp: Weighing in at 228 pounds... from Tucson, Arizona... he is one-half of the SFT Tag Team Champions... Hardcore Hect!

As strob lights and flashes from cameras in the arena start, Hardcore Hect emerges from the back, wearing a tatterted black coat, over a black shirt and pants. He stands at the entrance, and raises his right fist into the air before making his way down to the ring. He makes his way to the ring and slides under the bottom rope, and he goes after Azreal. Havoc and Mayer are still brawling, and Hect goes grabs Azreal from behind and hits him with a german suplex. Havoc starts to get the best of Mayer with some punches and Mayer starts to back up into the corner near Venom. Venom comes from behind Havoc and goes for a school boy, and tries to pin Havoc...

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JC: Havoc reversed Venom's pin, and Venom is outta here!

Havoc breaks the pin and Jared jumps back on top of him... Jared Mayer lifts Havoc to his feet and clotheslines him over the top ropes. Mayer exits the ring and continues brawling with Havoc... Meanwhile, Hect hits a flurry of punches on Azreal. Hect finishes the flurry with a massive headbutt. Azreal falls to the mat in agony and rolls around for a minute. Hect helps Azreal to his feet and hits a massive spinebuster. Azreal reels in pain and Hect turns Azreal over and applies a camel clutch. After a minute of no tap-out, Hect drops the hold and double stomps the back on Azreal. Hect helps up Azreal but is hit with a low blow. Azreal then rolls Hect up for a pin...

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JC: Low blow! Yee-otch!

RW: Hect's testicles are made of steel... it didn't hurt him!

Azreal looks frustrated and gets to his feet.

Timer Countdown: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... BZZZZZTT!

Chimpo the Chimp: Introducing at #8...

The hauntingly minor downbeat of Slip Out the Back tears through the speakers as the arena dims to black.

Chimpo the Chimp: Weighing in at 355 pounds... from St. Paul, Minnesota... Grizzly Z!

JC: The bear has returned!

The lights come on and Grizzly Z comes out from the back slowly.

RW: He doesn't look 100%...

JC: You didn't hear? Someone put a cap in his ass!

Z has one arm across his chest, protecting his wound, and he gets to the ring and walks up the stairs. Azreal sees Z on the apron and runs against the ropes, so Z flies off the apron and hits the barricade outside.

RW: Azreal just took advanage of Grizzly's injury, haha!

Azreal look to the outside at Grizzly Z on the ground in pain... when Hardcore Hect comes from behind and rolls him up in a school boy pin, and grabs the ropes for leverage!

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The ref sees Hect grab the ropes and stops the count. Hect gets up and agrues with the ref, Azreal then school boys Hect and grabs the ropes...

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The ref sees Azreal grabbing the ropes this time and stops the count. azreal understands and smiles at the ref. Azreal starts to drag Hect to his feel, when Grizzly Z is back in the ring and grabs Azreal and delivers The Maul! He falls on top of him for a pin, and then Hect jumps on top of Z to add pressure on the pin...

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JC: Maybe Z is healthier than we thought!

Azreal is motionless and Hect pushes him out of the ring. Z struggles to get up, and Hect runs across the ring and off the ropes, when he comes back to Z, he gives him a quick dropkick, and it knocks Z over and trough the ropes to the outside.

Timer Countdown: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... BZZZZZTT!

Chimpo the Chimp: Introducing at #9...

Sean Rollins' theme plays on the PA and he runs out from the back..

Chimpo the Chimp: Ladies and gentleman... Sean Rollins!

Sean runs down the ramp. Havoc and Mayer are sill outside the ring, and Havoc just Irished whipped Mayer into the steps. Rollins jumps Havoc from behind. Havoc turns around and punches him down, the pushes him into the ring. Havoc is about to get into the ring, when Mayer grabs him from behind and gives him a russian leg sweep onto the concrete. Mayer slides into the ring and picks up Rollins to his feet. He runs across the ring and hits the ropes, then comes back and hits Rollins with the Reichsprogromnacht! He goes for a pin...

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Havoc slides into the ring, and starts kicked Mayer as he on the ground. Rollins rolls out of the ring. Havoc is able to get to his feet but has to use the ropes to hold himself up. Mayer again charges at Havoc but Havoc falls to his stomach and slides under the bottom rope to avoid Mayer. Mayer does the same as he continues to persue Havoc. Havoc runs from Mayer around the ring once before he slides under the bottom rope into the ring. Mayer does the same but is hit with a devastating elbow to the back of his head. Havoc immediatelly drags Mayer in the middle of the ring and applies an anklelock. Only after a second, Mayer rolls on his back and uses his feet to push Havoc off of him. Havoc follows up the failed move with an elbow to the chest of Mayer. Havoc quickly covers for a pin.

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RW: It is going to take more than a simple elbow drop to put away Mayer.

Havoc takes a minute and rolls Mayer on his back while still holding his wrist. Havoc stomps the shoulder for a while before dropping some knee drops to the shoulder. After a second Havoc allows Mayer to get up then hits him in the gut then hitting a shoulder breaker. Havoc again hits some knee and kicks to the shoulder. Havoc puts an armbar on before releasing the move and taunting Mayer. Once Mayer gets up he charges Havoc but Havoc evades the move and is able to apply a crossface while doing so. Mayer struggles in pain but is able to flip Havoc over and apply a pin.

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JC: Havoc is working on Jared Mayer's shoulder pretty good..

RW: But he almost got pinned!

Timer Countdown: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... BZZZZZTT!

Chimpo the Chimp: Introducing at #10...

"Mack Daddy" by Sir Mix-a-Lot plays on the PA...

Chimpo the Chimp: weighing in a 245 pounds... from Boston, Massachusetts... The SFT Hardcore Champion... Connor MacDaddy!

Connor comes out from the back with his Hardcore Championship around his waist. He walks down to the ring... he slides in and immediatley goes after Havoc...

JC: Connor MacDaddy is the only one in this rumble with something to lose... he volunteered to put his Hardcore Championship on the line!

RW: Look at him go for Havoc, there is still bad blood over the 'One Man Holocaust'!

Havoc quickly shoots behind Connor ducks it locks in a waist lock and takes MacDaddy down with a German Suplex and a bridge...

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Havoc is up and MacDaddy follows and then runs towards Havoc but Havoc takes him down with an arm drag, Havoc gets up to the fans delight as Connor pulls himself up Havoc runs towards the ropes and hit’s a springboard dropkick and sends Connor MacDaddy back down.

JC: Havoc in total control right now of MacDaddy, I never thought it would be like this.

RW: He is on fire!

Havoc stands up and holds his hands aloft as MacDaddy pulls himself up he gets a stiff kick to the face that elevates him up and then Havoc grabs the head of MacDaddy and hoists him up. He has MacDaddy in a stalling suplex and then brings him down in a brain buster and then covers MacDaddy but then pulls himself off of Connor and tells the ref not to count as he grabs a handful of MacDaddys hair and pulls him up whipping him off the ropes as MacDaddy comes back Havoc hit’s a snap belly to belly release suplex and MacDaddy connects hard against the ropes and the mat.

JC: I guess Connor isn't recovered from his IC Title match...

Havoc gets up and brings MacDaddy to his feet as well. Havoc goes behind MacDaddy and wraps his arms around his waist. Havoc tries to lift MacDaddy up, but MacDaddy blocks and goes behind Havoc. MacDaddy puts Havoc in a full nelson and then suplexes Havoc. MacDaddys covers Havoc.

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RW: Pretty close. Looks like Connor is getting a second wind...

MacDaddy gets up and brings Havoc to his feet. MacDaddy DDT's Havoc to the mat and then drags him to the middle of the ring. MacDaddy then goes out on the apron and slowly climbs to the top rope. He dives off for a frogsplash, but Havoc puts up his knees, and MacDaddy crashes down on'em. MacDaddy rolls around on the mat holding his gut. Havoc slowly gets up. He brings MacDaddy to his feet. MacDaddy surprises Havoc by rolling him up in a small package.

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JC: I thought that was 3! Slow count!

Timer Countdown: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... BZZZZZTT!

Chimpo the Chimp: Introducing at #11...

"Rainmaker" by Iron Maiden begins to start up over the PA.

Chimpo the Chimp: Coming in at 246 pounds... from Miami, Florida... Slash Slater!

After a few moments, the crowd starts to get on their feet for Slash Slater. Slash taunts the crowd and with a rush of energy, rushes into the ring. He steps up onto the top turnbuckle and taunts the crowd. He then jumps off the turnbuckle with a cross-body on MacDaddy. Havoc grabs Slash by the tights and throws him out of the ring. As soon as Slash hits the ground, Hect starts stomping him. Z comes in from behing and rolls Hect into the ring. In the ring he is immediatly met by Havoc, who gives him the Decide! Immediatly after, Connor MacDaddy low blows Havoc and pins Hect!

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JC: MacDaddy just stole Havoc's pin!

Havoc stands up and startes down Connor as he gets up. Connor smiles and the two start slugging eachother. The trade punches around the ring... Meanwhile at ringside Slash Slater gets whipped into the barricade by Grizzly Z... He grabs Slater and drags him to the announcer's table area. Z places Slash's head between his legs and calls for a powerbomb through the announcer's table.

JC: Nooo! Not our table!

Z picks up Slash halfway and then lets out a big roar of pain and drops him back onto his feet and grabs his chest, holding his gunshot wound... Slash takes advantage and starts giving high kciks to Z's chest! He the grabs his arm and whips him into the turnbuckle post...

Timer Countdown: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... BZZZZZTT!

Chimpo the Chimp: Introducing at #12...

The entrance clouds with smoke, fireworks flare through the visual obstruction sending sparkes everywhere, and South West Voodoo hits the PA.

Chimpo the Chimp: weighing in at 270 pounds... from Flint, Michagan... The Great Manlinko!

JC: The Great Malinko is baaaaack!

RW: The clown prince of SFT!

The Great Malinko makes his way through the fog to the ring... He stops outside the ring and smiles, He lifts the apron and looks under the ring... and he pulls out a ladder!

RW: A ladder! Malinko's got a ladder!

Malinko slides the ladder into the ring and Havoc and MacDaddy are too busy in the corner to notice. Malinko slides in and puts the ladder around his neck... Havoc sees him and goes to attack, but Manliko meets him with a shot to the face. Havoc goes down and here comes Connor, and he is also met with a ladder shot! Havoc is up, and from nowhere, he and Slash Slater both dropkick the ladder from both sides, and Malinko goes down. Havoc picks Malinko up and Slash picks up the ladder. Havoc whips TGM into the corner and Slash comes up and places the ladder over Malinko. Quickly Havoc flys across the ring and splashes the ladder in the corner! Then Slash does the same! The ladder falls foreward, then Malinko falls on top of the ladder. Connor MacDaddy runs in and senton splashes Malinko on the ladder!

JC: Havoc, Slash Slater, and Connor MacDaddy are all working together!

Connor clotheslines Havoc over the top ropes, and then Slash runs against the ropes on the other side, setting up Connor for something, but Jared Mayer trips up Slash from the outside. Slash stops and turns to look at Mayer, Connor grabs him and turns him around then delivers the Big Mac! Afterwards, Havoc slides into the ring and low blows Connor, and covers Slash!

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JC: Havoc stole Connor's pin!

RW: Revenge!

Mayer slides into the ring and attacks Havoc

Timer Countdown: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... BZZZZZTT!

Chimpo the Chimp: Introducing at #13...

South Of Heaven by Slayer plays loudly on the PA...

Chimpo the Chimp: Weighing in at 235 pounds... from Hell... Louis Cypherr!

Louis walks down the ramp and arouns it and goes towards Grizzly Z, who is still outside the ring, resting...

JC: Just to keep you all in check... still in the match are Havoc, Connor MacDaddy, Jared Mayer, The Great Malinko, Grizzly Z, and the man who just entered... Louis Cypher... and two people have not yet entered!

Louis starts kicking Grizzly Z on the outside. Inside the ring, Mayer grabs Havoc and they lock up. Havoc breaks the grapple and goes for a giant haymaker but misses the mark. Mayer quickly takes advantage by hitting a combination of blows. Mayer forces Havoc against the ropes and whips him against the opposing rope. Havoc goes for a clothesline on Mayer but Mayer reverses it into an armbar. Havoc gets to the rope quickly and Mayer releases the hold. Mayer gets to his feet first and starts to stomp the legs of Havoc. Havoc is able to push some kicks away with his arms but is unable to counter the majority of blows. Havoc tries to get to his feet but is greeted with a kick to the face. Mayer just drags Havoc to the corner and goes to the outside. Mayer nails the legs of Havoc against the steel ring post.

RW: This is just smart wrestling by Mayer. He is grounding Havoc focusing on a body part and setting up for his finishing maneuver.

Mayer takes his time and steps onto the apron. Havoc hits some punches to Mayer and dazes him a bit. Havoc rams Mayer with his shoulder a couple of times before Mayer dodges the move and knees him in the face. Mayer puts Havoc in a piledrive position with his legs still inside the ring. Havoc counter the move and hits a hurricanranna making Mayer fly over the top rope. Havoc pins Mayer.

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Kickout!

Havoc gets to his feet at the same time as Mayer. They both hits some blows to the other then lock up. Havoc goes for the irish whip but Mayer reverses the irish whip into a spinebuster. As soon as Mayer stands, she is met with a clothesline by Connor MacDaddy. Connor looks down at Mayer, and then he is clotheslined by The Great Malinko!

Timer Countdown: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... BZZZZZTT!

Chimpo the Chimp: Introducing at #14...

The lights go out as the sound of rain plays over the speakers. as it slows down and stops, the ring is bathed in a light blue light as "it can't rain all the time" by Jane Sibbery plays

Chimpo the Chimp: weighing in at 135 pounds... from Tweed, Ontario, Canada... Kristen Cirio!

Kristen Cirio makes her way into the ring, by the time she gets to it, she meets Havoc, who had slid out of the ring... In the ring, Malinko stands over Mayer and then reaches down pulling him up, Malinko whips Mayer across the ring into the corner and then runs and hit’s a big splash into Mayer in the corner. Malinko steps back and then throws a huge right punch to Mayer that sends him a few inches into the air. Malinko then grabs the arm and goes to whip Mayer over towards the opposite turnbuckle but Mayer manages to reverse it and Malinko goes crashing into the corner, Mayer runs to hit a splash of his own but Malinko ducks and Mayer crashes head first into the top turnbuckle. Mayer staggers back as Malinko grabs him from behind and hit’s a high impact German suplex.

JC: Malinko is all over Jared Mayer!

RW: I guess you can say he is... clowning around... with him?

JC :...no.

TGM takes a step back and then drops a elbow down across the chest of Mayer, he then grabs Mayer by the throat and begins to choke him with both hands the ref begins a count, ONE . . . TWO . . . THREE . . . FOUR . . . TGM breaks the choke hold.

JC: Why is the ref counting that off? No DQ!

TGM gets up and shouts abuse at the referee he turns back to Mayer who gets his arm up and hits TGM between the legs the referee didn’t see it. Mayer reaches over and grabs the bottom rope and begins to pull himself up. As TGM begins to do the same as Mayer staggers out a little as TGM runs at him Mayer grabs Malinko and hit’s a spine buster out of no-where. Mayer pulls himself up and then pulls up TGM, Mayer rams a knee into his mid-section and then another, Mayer then hit’s a knife edge chop to the chest of Louis TGM and then another before sending TGM off the ropes. As TGM comes back Mayer hit’s the Reichsprogromnacht! He goes for a pin!

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Kickout!

JC: Malinko kicked out of the Rei-spog-nact-org...

RW: Yeah... that!

Timer Countdown: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... BZZZZZTT!

Chimpo the Chimp: Introducing at #15...

"Living Dead Girl" by Rob Zombie plays on the PA.

Chimpo the Chimp: Weighing in at 260 pounds... The SFT Intercontinental Champion... Brass Martin!

Brass Martin makes his way to the ring, but is met by Connor MacDaddy after he runs up the ramp to him...

JC: Connor lost to Brass earlier tonight and lost his IC title!

RW: Only because of Nathan whatshisface! Connor and Brass have unfinished business!

Connor and Brass brawl up the ramp and onto the main stage. They start to get near the end of the stage. Brass grabs MacDaddy and tries to throw him off the edge! Connor blocks it and kicks Brass in the stomach, and goes for a powerbomb off of the stage, but Brass reverses it into a hurricanrana, and both of them fly off of the stage and through some tables!

JC: Oh my god! Connor and Brass just flew about 15 feet down through some tables!

The crowd starts to chant 'Holy Shit, Holy Shit!'... in the ring, a ladder is being set up by Havoc. Mayer is on the ground, and Havoc picks him up. He forces him to climb the ladder by hitting him in the back, and trapping him on the ladder. He quickly goes to the other side and shoots up the ladder. He reaches down the other side and grabs Mayer by the hair... he pulls him up the ladder and then sets up for a suplex!

JC: Havoc is going to suplex Jared Mayer off the ladder! Mayer is dead meat!

From nowhere, Kristen Cirio pushes over the ladder and Havoc and Mayer both fly out of the ring and smash through the announcer's table! John and Randy jump out of the seats to avoid them...

JC: Ahh!

RW: Oh my god! Jared Mayer and Havoc must be dead!

JC: Somebody, pin them! pin MacDaddy and Brass too!

RW: Falls can only happen in the ring, dufus!

JC: Oh...

The crowd is chanting 'Holy Shit, Holy Shit' again, and Kristen is looking outside the ring... She turns around and is met by The Great Malinko, who gives her the Tilt-a-Whirl! He goes for the pin...

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Malinko gets to his feet and looks around. He sees MacDaddy and Brass motionless by the stage, and Havoc and Mayer motionless outside the ring. He heads outside, and Grizzly Z comes from nowhere and smacks TGM over the head with a steel chair! Malinko falls against the apron, but is still standing. Z winds up and hits him in the head again with the chair, and the rolls him into the ring. Z slowly rolls into the ring after him.

JC: Grizzly Z came from nowhere! He has laid low this entire match!

RW: He has had to! He has been shot, so his best stratagy is to lay low...

Z makes a pin on Malinko...

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Kickout!

JC: Malinko just kicked out of two chairshots!

RW: That is how he is a former World champion... he's as tough as your wife's steak.

JC: I hear that... uhhh... i mean, how dare you! I love you, Sharlene!

Z bends down and Malinko slowly rolls him for and inside cradle...

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Grizzly reverses it into his own pin...

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JC: What a reversal!

Z rolls off of Malinko and rests on the mat. Malinko gets up and looks pissed. He raises his leg and stomps extremly hard right on Grizzly Z's chest, right where his gunshot wound is...

JC: Come on now! That was uncalled for!

The referee forced Malinko to leave and he does. Z is holding his hand over the wound, and it is apperant that it is now bleeding. Z lays in the ring just holding himself. Meanwhile... bu the stage, there is some movement in Brass Martin. He slowly gets to his hands and knees and crawls over to Connor MacDaddy.

RW: Brass Martin is moving around... how?

Brass grabs Connor by the hair and starts to slowly drag him to the ramp. He leads him down the ramp slowly and eventual rolls him ino the ring. Brass enters the ring and makes the cover...

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Kickout!

JC: Connor still has some life in him!

Brass picks Connor up, and Connor gets a burst of energy and gives Brass a northern-lights suplex, and then bridges for a pin...

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Kickout!

Connor slowly gets to his feet, as does Brass. Brass and Connor start trading punches. Louis Cypher then slides into the ring.

JC: Louis Cypher... where has he been.

RW: You weren't watching, but Z knocked him out with a chair, right before he knocked Malinko out!

JC: Oh... there is so much shit going on!

Cypher sees Z who is still on the ground, and he tries to pin him...

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Kickout!

JC: Z is really hurt, maybe he should let himself be eliminated so he can get medical attention.

RW: Like that will happen!

Cypher stands up and sees Brass and Connor duking it out, Cyphers hits Brass in the back of the head. Brass turns to face Cypher, and connor grabs Brass' arms and ties them behind his back, as Louis starts to punch his Brass' stomach. conn then tilts Brass and puts him in a pump-handle position, he lifts him up onto his shoulder, and then hits the Big Mac... Louis steps back as Connor pins Brass...

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Connor gets to his knees who looks at Cypher. Connor points to Cypher, then points to himself, then points to Grizzly Z. Cypher nods his head in agreement.

JC: Looks like Connor and Louis just formed an alliance!

Louis goes over to Z and picks him up to his feet. Louis pulls Z's arms behind his back, and Connor starts throwing jabs directly at Grizzly Z's gunshot wound, and blood spatters all over the place and Z screams in pain...

RW: That is brutal! Come on!

JC: What's this? At the ramp?

Nirvana is seen walking down the ramp wheeling out a pale, motionless, Lecreita Black in a wheelchair...

RW: What is the World Champ doing out here?

Connor continues punching Z in the chest as Nirvana stations himself and Ms. Black beside the ring. After a few more punches to the chest, Grizzly Z goes limp in Cypher's arms, and collapses to the ground. Cypher makes the pin...

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JC: Grizzly Z passed out!

RW: He was in so much pain from that would, and MacDaddy was focusing in on it

JC: We are down to the final four! MacDaddy, Cypher, Havoc, and Mayer!

Louis starts to get to his feet, but Connor grabs him from behind and locks in the Boston Stangler! Louis starts to struggle. Louis falls back, and Connor locks in the Rear Naked Choke. Cypher leans backs and Connor's shoulder's are pinned to the mat...

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Kickout!

Connor manages to roll and get his shoulder up, and he keeps the Boston Stangler locked in. The hold is locked in for a long time, and Louis has no choice but to tap out!

JC: Louis taps!

RW: I don't believe it!

JC: He had no choice!

JC: We are down to the final three!

RW: Havoc and Jared Mayer are still sprawled out right in front of us.

Connor stands up and catches his breath. He looks arouns for Havoc and Mayer, but sees Nirvana at ringside. He heads out of the ring, and tackles Nirvana. The two roll around and exchange punches. Nirvana gets up to his feet and heads towards the back, and Connor follows him, as they both head into the back.

JC: Nirvana and Connor MacDaddy are brawling in the backstage!

Meanwhile, at ringside, Havoc starts to barely move...

RW: John... look! Havoc is moving! Havoc gets to his knees and looks around the arena, and looks confused. He doesn't see anybody around, so he thinks that it is only he and Mayer left. Havoc gets Mayer to his feet and rolls him into the ring. Havoc slowly slides into the ring and goes for a pin...

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Kickout!

They both slowly get to thier feet and Mayer runs to the ropes. Havoc attempts a clothesline as Mayer runs at him, but Jared ducks and grabs Havoc in a rear waistlock. Havoc does a standing switch into a rear waistlock of his own, but Mayer responds quickly with his own switch back into the rear waistlock.

RW: They both seem to still have a lot to give in this match!

Showing his athleticism, Mayer leaps up onto the shoulders of Havoc.

JC: Terrific leap there by Mayer, could be a victory roll!

Again Havoc is able to counter, this time bringing Jared Mayer up over his head and dropping him face and chest first into the mat with a reverse powerbomb. Havoc just falls backwards, collapsing to the mat.

JC: Impressive counter by Havoc!

The way Mayer landed off the reverse powerbomb left him laying on his stomach with his head to the ramp side of the ring where Ms. Black is sitting. Mayer sees her and struggles to continue the match.

RW: What is that smell?

JC: Wasn't me!

RW: It doesn't smell like a fart...

JC: I think it's that corpse by the ring...

RW: It must be... someone get Ms. Black out of here!

Both men are pulling themselves to their feet and they both stagger to the center of the ring. They begin again to exchange right hands. This time, however, Jared Mayer out of desperation buries a finger thrust into the throat of Havoc. Havoc staggers into the corner, clutching his throat. Wasting no time, Mayer grabs Havoc and whips him to the opposite corner. Running, Mayer follows him in but runs right into a back elbow to the jaw from Havoc. Mayer is staggered momentarily.Havoc walks out of the corner and toward Mayer, but Jared now delivers an actual karate chop to Havoc's throat. This causes Havoc to drop to his knees, both hands to his throat. He coughs and fights to regain his breath, but Jared wastes no time in beginning to deliver right hands to Havoc's temple in Havoc's prone position.

RW: This could be the beginning of the end here for Havoc. Those two strikes to the throat were just sick.

Mayer brings Havoc to his feet and whips him to the ropes. On the return Havoc catches Mayer's head and locks him in a sleeper hold. Jared Mayer begins to fade quickly as the much larger and stronger Havoc cinches in a tight sleeper hold. Mayer is soon forced to one knee, then down to both knees as Havoc continues to apply the pressure...

JC: It looks like Mayer may pass out!

Mayer goes limp, and the ref raises him arm to see if he is concious. The arm drops, ONE... The referee raises the arm again, and again it drops, TWO... he raises it one more time, but this time when the ref lets go, Mayer's hands stays in the air. Mayer fights back and begins to elbow Havoc's stomach... Mayer shoots Havoc against the ropes and on the way back, goes for the Reichsprogromnacht! but Havoc ducks, and Havoc kicks Mayer in the gut and delivers the Decide! He goes for the pin...

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Kickout!

Havoc gets up and looks frustrated... he goes to the top rope and calls for the Havoc Hangover... but from nowhere he gets pushed off the top-rope by Lucreita Black, and Havoc falls ball-first on the ropes.Mayer gets up and hits Havoc with the Reichsprogromnacht! Havoc falls into the ring, Mayer makes the cover, and Ms. Black holds Havoc's legs from outside the ring so he can't kick out...

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JC: Ms. Black is alive?

RW: My god! Last years rumble winner has just been eliminated!

Mayer gets to his feet with his arms in the air and starts celebrating because he thinks he won the rumble. The referee gets outside the ring and orders Ms. Black to leave ringside. Ms. Black heads to the back, and Connor MacDaddy slides into the ring behind Jared Mayer, and is holding his Hardcore Championship...

RW: MacDaddy is back! What happeed with him and Nirvana!

JC: I'm getting word that some officials broke it up and ordered Connor to return to the match!

RW: He's back, and he's behind Mayey ready to strike!

Mayer turns around and Connor dives at him, holding up his Hardcore Championship. Mayer gets smashed in the face with the title, and Connor goes for a pin...

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Kickout!

Connor springs to his knees and holds his head in shock. Jared grabs Connor by his belt and pulls him out of the ring. Jared rolls out and follows him. Connor grabs Mayer but is met with fierce retaliation. A flurry of punches sends Connor into the ring apron but exhausts Jared who drops to one knee. Connor, also exhausted stumbles towards the champ and picks him up, rolling him back into the ring. Connor follows suit. Mayer picks up Connor and gives him a stiff punch to the face. He kicks him in the gut, takes his head under his arm and plants him with a DDT. Jared gets up and goes to a turnbuckle. He examines the top pad in one corner.

JC: What is Jared doing!?

RW: Whatever it takes to win!

Mayer looks and finds the laces tying the pad on and unties them, exposing the raw metal of the corner turnbuckles top section. He picks up Connor and whips him into that corner. Connor has the presence of mind to grab onto the ropes and use the momentum to lift him in the air and over a following Mayer who stops literally just short of hitting the metal. Mayer turns around and is met with a stiff punch to the face by Connor. Connor picks up Mayer and puts him in the tree of woe. He points to the fans as he makes his way to the opposite corner. He uses his fingers to square up Mayer and charges towards the champ ending feet first in a baseball slide the nearly decapitates Jared. The move sends Mayer out of the tree of woe and slumps out of the ring. Connor goes after him outside of the ring. MacDaddy picks up Mayer and slams his head onto the apron. He goes to do it again but Mayer blocks the move and counters with a head slam to the apron of his own. TMayer rolls into the ring. Connor begins climbing the ropes. Mayer sees this and bounds towards the opposite ropes. He comes running towards Connor and leaps in the air. In a single movement Connor catches him in a fireman's carry and sends him to the ground outside in a DVD!

JC: Oh my god!

The fans start chanting 'Holy Shit, Holy Shit' Connor slowly gets to his feet and picks up a limp Jared Mayer. He slides him into the ring slowly, then gets in there himself and tries to pin...

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Kickout!

JC: How the hell did Jared kick out?

Connor slowly drags Mayer up, but Mayer gives him a low blow! He then bounces off the opposite ropes and goes for the Reichsprogromnacht! He nails it on m=MacDaddy, but MacDaddy falls back into the referee and the ref falls out of the ring! Jared makes the pin!

JC: Mayer has him! MacDaddy has been down for about six seconds! Get another referee down here!

Another referee runs out from the back and slides into the ring to ake the count...

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Kickout!

JC: Come one, MacDaddy should have been pinned!

Mayer drags MacDaddy to his feet, but MacDaddy kicks him in the stomach and then goes for the Daddy Bomb! He goes to drop him, but Mayer locks in a leg-scissors around Connor's neck! Connor starts to get spagetti legs... he falls to his knees and holds up his hand, like his is about to tap out...

RW: It looks like Connor is going to tap!

Connor's face turns beat red... he leans foreward, The referee in the ring is focused on Connor and asked him if he quits. Connor doesn't say anything but he is waving his arm. Connor leans forewards, and the other referee outside the ring slides in and sees that Mayer's shoulders are pinned...

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3! Connor taps out!

Both Connor and Mayer didn't notice the first referee make the pin, but the second referee saw Connor's tap-out! The bell rings!

JC: Connor tapped!

RW: Mayer was pinned!

The referee who made the pinfall gets to his feet and sees the other referee. The two start argueing and yelling at eachother and Mayer releases the hold on Connor .

The first ref goes to Connor and raises his hand in victory and the whole arena erupts in cheers! Then the second ref goes to Mayer and raises his hand in the air and the whole arena boos...

JC: What happened... who won?

Chimpo the Chimp: Ladies and Gentleman... if I can have you attention please...

RW: Chimpo looks to be getting word from the back...

Chimpo the Chimp: I am getting word direct from Shadow... he saw the whole thing and has made a ruling... the winner of this match and the Body Count Rumble winner... and NEW Hardcore Champion... Jared Mayer!

RW: What!? He was pinned!

Mayer holds his arms in the air and looks exausted. He picks up the Hardcore Championship on the ground and raises it in the air... Connor starts yelling and throwing a hissy fit in the ring...

Chimpo the Chimp: And... the co-winner of the Body Count Rumble... and the man who will be facing the World Heavyweight Champion at SFT March PPV... Connor MacDaddy!

Connor flails his arms and jumps around like an idiot!

JC: Woah! You heard it... straight from Shadow!

RW: We have 2 Body Count Rumble Winners! Jared Mayer and Connor MacDaddy!