Strike Fantasy Towers
Fairy Tales and Fables ™
With RW and JC
12/01/08
Friday Night 8:00pm Live From London, England

Shoots and Ladders hit as Shadow makes his way to the rampway. The crowd settle down after a few seconds. Shadow does not have an old Dead Pac Tshirt, he doesn’t have is face painted, he doesn’t have that old trenchcoat.

Shadow: You know Reign used to be my ppv. Yeah Everything Ends was Legions, but Reign, that was mine. And I just don’t feel it anymore. I don’t feel like who I used to be. In time, well like the song goes in time we all go home. I’ll explain more in time. But for now people enjoy the show.

JC: Well folks this is our opening match here at Novemeber Reign. The Pale Rider is in the ring. He is awaiting the entrance of the newest member to the SFT famiy, Nico Sutton.

RW: Yes, and even though he just barely lost his first match, which in my opinion he was robbed, this man isd going to be something here in SFT.

JC: Yeah, his fiance is the damn VP.

RW: It's not all about that John.

“My Life, Your Entertainment” By T.I. blasts over the speaker system as the lights dim and Nico Sutton steps out from back stage. Nico stands at the top of the ramp with his head down andf arms folded across his chest. After a few minutes Nico raises his head quickly, throws his arms out wide and begins his walk to the ring. Nico slides in the ring under the ropes and slithers across the mat until her is dead center staring at his opponent. As the song fades out Nico pops to his feet and awaits the bell.

JC: Exciting!

RW: Will you shut up!

The bell sounds and the match is underway as Nico and Pale Rider circle each other in the center of the ring. The men lock up, no one seeming to give way. After a few minutes of back and forth struggle the lock up is broken. Pale Rider takes a cheap shot and kicks Nico in the gut. Rider lays a knive edge chop into the chest of Nico sending him reeling back. Rider delivers another chops that rocks Nico back into the corner. Rider grabs the arm of Nico and whips him across the ring. Nico hits the opposite corner and Rider follows. As rider is in mid air Nico moves out of the way and Rider comes down chest first on the top turnbuckle. Nico gets right on Rider, driving his face hard into the turnbuckle. Nico grabs the arm on Ruider this time, Nico attempts to whip Rider across the ting but Rider reverses. Rider sends Nicvo back into the original corner and this time connects with a flying body splash!!! Rider backs off as Nico staggers out of the corner. Rider springs off the ropes and connects with a running bulldog! Rider goes for the cover..

1...

2...

NO! Nico was able to get his shoulder up just after two.

Rider gets to his feet, bringing Nico with him. Rider drives a forearm into the face of Nico. Rider hooks Nico's head and attempts a suplex but Nico blocks it. Rider tries a second time but Nico blocks it again. Nico hits Rider in the ribs cage with a hard left. Rider refuses to release the hold so Nico hits him again. Nico frees himself and drives a knee into the midsection of Rider. Nico backs Rider into the ropes and whips him across the riing, Rider comes back and ducks a clothesline attempt from Nico. Rider turns to face Nico and tries to kick him. Nico catches the foot of Rider, Rider leaps for an inziguri but Nico drags the leg of Rider and drops him to the mat. Nico wrenches the leg of Rider and drops an elbow on the extended knee. Nico to his feet, drops a second and third elbow to the extend knee of Rider. Nico tightens his grip on the leg of Pale Rider and applies a half boston crab. The ref is checking in on Rider...

JC: Not a bad exchange thus far.

RW: I told you this guy was good.

JC: I didn't say I was impressed.

Pale Rider gets to the ropes to break the hold. Nico refuses to let go of the hold as the ref uses the 5 count. At 4 Nico relseases but quickly goes back to work on the leg of Pale Rider. Nico lies the leg of Rider on the bottom rope and leaps in the air coming down hard on the knee of Rider. Nico drags Rider into the cneter of the ring and then quickly gets to the corner and darts to the top rope. Nico comes off the ropes with a frog splash and quickly covers..

1...

2...

NO!! Pale Rider is able to kick out just in time.

Nico quickly gets to his feet and drags Pale Rider with him. Nico hoists Pale Rider into the air for a powerbomb but Rider drives a few fists into the face of Nico stopping him. Nico falls to the mat with Rider on his chest. Rider jumps to his feet and spring boards off the ropes hitting a spirngboard moonsault. Rider quickly back to his feet, sprints to the corner and runs up the turnbuckle, Rider comes off with yet another 450 splash but Nico rolls out of the way!!!

RW: Holy shit that was awesome! If he had connexted with that series of moves this match would have been over.

Nico gets to his feet and brings Pale Rider with him Nico sets up Rider and hits the MoneyShot in the cneter of the ring!!! Nico covers...

1...

2...

3!!!

JC: Now that was an impressive move right there. Nico gets his first win here in SFT and all is well for Randy.

Winner: Nico Sutton

RW: What a great first ppv match!

[ ALEXANDDEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR]

- his entrance music hits and out walks alexander the great, The President of SFT wearing a red button down shirt jeans and white shoes. He strolls down the ring looking down so his eyes show through his shades he walks up the ring steps and into the ring and the crowd cheers a little. Alexander stands in the ring dead in the center and raises the mic to his face and looks up towards the crowd -

Alexander: My name is alexander ... ( pause ) THE GREAT!

- he looks out towards the crowd -

Alexander: Some of you out there don't know me to be on the show and poke my head out. Most the guys in the back know me as The President of Strike Towers! Now that i have introduced myself everyone of your punk asses sit down. Ive come to address the current situation of the state of Strike towers.. Since Reno Destiny lost his championship i have seen nothing but utter disgust. You got Megan Helms king talking bout save me save me.. You need to save yourself from a hot comb lady! You got This new guy i seen in the back Micheal Hunt.... He wears a yellow hat and pops his collar .. Enough said. You got Havoc Coming out of retirement to face the lion. I remember a few months back havoc quit because he lost a match, Now he wants to make a return, IM happy for you old man i am Reclaim your lost glory Yeah! Thats exactly what im talking about Old timers coming back New cats getting kicked back. I came out here to do one thing and one thing only and thats to take all yall fuck niggaz out and teach this state of mind a lesson.

THE GREATS HERE BITCH

[ ALexander drops the mic as his music hits and he assends the ropes ]

JC: And we’re back and now its time for the TV title match as Myris defends against Mikey Genocide!!!

RW: This has barn burner written all over it! Let’s get to the action. Amanda Summer: Introducing first the challenger, at 6’0 tall and weighing in at 210 lbs. Hailing from New Holstein, Wisconsin. The Soldier of Darkness! Mikey! Genocide!!!! :: Crank That Calvary Boy by I Set My Friends On Fire hits the air as Genocide makes his way down the ramp. He raises his hands up in a cocky manner before he rolls into the ring getting ready for his match up.:: Amanda Summer: And the Champion! At 5’11, 225 lbs. From Stirling, Scotland, he is the SFT Television Champion, MYRIS!!!!! :: The crowd sit expectantly in their seats as the first murmurings of 'Head like a Hole' start to play out into the arena, strobe lights start to strafe the arena as they seek the illusive Myris. As the heavy line kicks in Myris emerges from one of the emergency exits in the crowd accompanied by a few of the security staff to keep the hateful crowd at bay. Myris makes his way to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope, he stands up, removes his shirt and throws it at the referee before standing on the second turnbuckle - a picture of focused tranquility amongst the seething boos from a disapproving crowd.::

RW: And here we go-

JC: Wait a sec, it looks like one of the SFT suits has come down and is whispering into Amanda Summers ear! That dirty bastard.

RW: I would toss her salad even if I found feta cheese in there.

JC: I would eat that cheese.

RW: I would wait till you pooped it out, and then pick out the cheese, and eat it.

JC: Touche. ::Amanda nods a couple times and goes into the center of the ring.::

Amanda Summer: ALSO introducing, the special referee for this match….

::Myris and Genocide look at each other confused.::

Amanda Summer: JOHNNY FIERCE!!!!

::Their looks turn slightly fearful and pale as Re-Education (through labor) by Rise Against hits the air and Johnny Fierce walks out sporting his usual black shorts, wrestling shoes and kneepads, and also a sleeveless Referee’s shirt. He jogs down the ramp to the immense cheers of the crowd. He rolls into the ring and orders both men to their respective corners.::

JC: Fierce got a bigger ovation then Myris and Genocide combined! Impressive!

RW: What an impromptu decision made by SFT! ::Johnny goes to Genocide’s corner and starts frisking him up and down checking for weapons or something, Genocide slaps his hands away and Fierce promptly slaps his hands back, he tugs at his ref’s shirt and jaws a little before continuing the frisking. He forces him to turn around and assume “the position” and continues the frisk. Once he finishes he gives him a playful tap on the ass that Genocide leaps back in uncomfortableness from. As Johnny walks to the other corner Genocide acts as if he really really wants to punch him. ::

RW: And I’m pretty sure after that pre-match check, Fierce is gonna have to give Genocide a nice dinner.

JC: Or the number to the boystown hotline. ::Fierce walks over to Myris and asks him for the belt. Myris starts shouting at him, not letting go of the tv title and slightly pushing Johnny. Fierce smirks a bit and quickly shoves Myris and forces his assumption of the position. With one quick move he unlatches the belt and catches it, quickly walking away with it and giving it to Summers to hold. Myris goes after it but Johnny holds him back, using his body like a goalie, not letting him by the net. He yells at Myris to get to his corner. He looks at Genocide, he looks at Myris and signals for the bell to ring.::

JC: Well it seems we’re finally under way and already Johnny Fierce has had a presence in the match!

RW: And that’s sure to make both competitors very uncomfortable! ::Myris and Genocide lock up. Myris goes for the hammerlock, Genocide reverses into the sleeper. Myris shifts his position making the sleeper just a headlock. He hits a belly to back suplex and quickly covers Genocide. 1………..1……….1? Myris looks around and sees Johnny flirting with a cute woman from the crowd. He gets up, furious, and shoves Fierce hard. He points down to Genocide and goes for the cover. Johnny rolls his eyes a bit and takes his time getting down.. He uses his hand to slowly make sure each shoulder is down for the count.

1…………………………………………::checks each shoulder::……………………………2…………………………………kick out!

RW: I could’ve ordered dinner and eaten by now! That was the slowest 2 count I’ve ever seen!

JC: I did just that! And now I’m hoping he does that so I can sit on the crapper.

RW: And get some of that Feta Cheese out of your system!?

JC: Oh yeah. ::Myris gets up and goes to attack Fierce who has his hands up as if saying he’s innocent. He slaps his hands twice and indicates that indeed means a two count. Genocide sneaks up behind Myris and goes for a school boy pin.. 1…………………………1…………………1!?!?! ::Genocide looks up and sees Johnny Fierce looking asleep at the corner of one of the turnbuckles. Genocide gets up and rushes over to Fierce and hits him a couple times with some hard rights.::

JC: Mikey Genocide is attacking Johnny Fierce! Business is about to pick up!

RW: Oh god, shoot yourself now. ::Johnny deflects one, grabs his arm and irish whips him into the ropes. He bounces off the other and leaps into the air leading with a knee and completely destroys Genocide with a flying knee to the chest.. The hit sends Genocide flying into the ropes and collapsed on the apron desperately holding his ribs.::

RW: Oh my god! Johnny calls that…The Flying Knee! A devastating move! Holy shit!

JC: It seems he’s a little rusty with the naming the finishers department. ::Myris is up and stands toe to toe with Fierce. Fierce kicks him in the gut, locks his arms up and hits a double arm DDT. He keeps hold onto the arms though and rolls Myris over him and uses to the momentum to get on top. He shifts his legs to one side and uses his whole body to torque Myris’ head into his chin and stretching out his arms and back at the same time. Myris is practically screaming, flailing arms in the air that if there was a surface would surely be tapping like mad.::

JC: And that’s his finisher! He calls that The Crucifix! An incredibly painful submission hold so I’ve been told.

RW: God, that does look painful…

::Genocide is just starting to stir and slowly gets up to see Fierce locking on the Crucifix on Myris. He crawls up behind Fierce, gets up and kicks him in the back, forcing him to break the hold. Fierce gets up and immediately ties up with Genocide. He leaps in the air and locks his legs around Genocide’s arm and neck and brings them to the ground.::

RW: And that’s a Flying Triangle! Johnny’s other finisher!

JC: Oh man that looks tight, if its really applied well it only takes a matter of seconds before the opponent passes out! ::As if on cue, Genocide goes from flailing an arm, to tapping with his free arm, to barely tapping to going limp as Fierce keeps the triangle locked tight. He lets go as soon as he’s sure Genocide is out, and the limp body rolls away face down onto the canvas. Myris meanwhile escapes under the ropes and grabs his TV title from Summers and starts stumbling away from the ring title in hand. Fierce gets up and stares him down. At the base of the ramp and just in front of the ring, Myris holds the back of his neck but holds the TV title. Johnny takes a bounce off the ropes, sprints across the ring and leaps right over the ropes in a leap of faith crossbody that smacks right into Myris and the TV title. Myris’s head hits the floor and he’s out cold too. Johnny stands up, grabs the title and looks at it a moment before draping it over Myris’ unconscious body. Fierce looks by the ring and gives the signal for the bell to ring.::

Amanda Summers: The result of the match a No Contest!

::Re-Education (Through Labor) hits and The crowd goes crazy for Referee Fierce.::

RW: And even though he wasn’t booked in a match, Johnny Fierce makes his presense known to everyone in the SFT!

JC: And it looks like he’s put his foot into a certain title race!

RW: The veteran force in SFT has definitely made an impact! We’ll be right back with more from November Reign!

Winner: Insert Winner

With Havoc already present in the ring, the Jumanji Theme hits the PA as Lion walks out, bearing his chest and staring proudly into the horizon. As he walks down to the ring a loud Lion's roar is heard. His walk is staggered and timid, as if stalking prey. He then climbs onto the apron just by stepping onto it, he then steps over the ropes and into the ring and looks the former World Champion, Havoc, square in the eyes as he does.

JC: Well this match has been promoted as a show stealer in the build up, and these two gents have both proven their worth to the cause in the past.

RW: Unfortunately, in the past is where they both belong, John. Havoc has been on a miserable run since returning, and despite a great run recently from Lionel he's been in and out a lot.

JC: Very true, I guess... Referee Rudy Hebner will need to summon all the experience he can to keep these two men in check I'd imagine...

The bell rings and Havoc darts at his opponent, Lionel is prepared for it though and spins with the darting run, catching Havoc in his jaw with an elbow as he does. Havoc stumbles forwards in to the ring ropes and bounces off them, staggering backwards as he does in to an Electric Chair Drop from Lionel who stands up to applause from the appreciative fans.

RW: Good start from the Lion here, Havoc was caught off guard from the start with that elbow to the face.

Lionel waits for Havoc to stand by his own leverage before landing a quick kick to the gut and forcing him in to the corner with a series of hard blows to the face with his left and right fists. Havoc lands, propped against the top buckle before Lionel rears back and charges him with a running clothesline. Both men bounce out of the corner, Lionel is prepared for it though and catches Havoc as he stumbles forward on to his back and straight in to a samoan drop. Lionel goes for the pin.

1... 2...

RW: Kick out by Havoc at two there and he seems sluggish tonight so far!

JC: Ring Rust is a bitch in this sport, Randy. We've seen it all too often that sometimes a superstar needs something completely out of the blue to happen before they can shake it off and fall back in to the swing of it all.

Havoc is dragged to his feet and tossed to the ropes before getting on the end of a big boot from Lionel, he follows it up with a few fast elbows before Havoc can roll out of the road and stand up again using the ropes to help himself.

JC: The fast barrage of power moves has Havoc unsteady on his feet, Lionel could be close to ending this...

Once he's up, Lionel sucker punches him in the gut and locks him up for a double underhook shoulder breaker that lands him face up in the middle of the ring, wasting no time, Lion sits Havoc up in the middle of the ring and applies the Lion's Claw, digging his fingers in to circumference of his face with tremendous impetous. Havoc doesn't wait for the pain to get unbearable before flailing wildly and tapping for the submission.

RW: Rudy Hebner calls it a day as Lionel picks up an easy win here from a clearly rusty Havoc!

JC: Give Havoc just a little bit of time to work the rust off and he'll be back though!

Winner: Lion

JC: Damn it, Malinko. Hurry up with your boring entrance.

RW: Yeah, get your ass in the ring already.

T.K. walks to the ring loosening his wrists and stretching his neck. Meanwhile on the StrikeTron images of him in his matches are showing and watermarked in them are his accomplishments shown at the tempo of the notes, during the sustained notes the words "SFT Hero" become static for the length of the note.

JC: If this guy is SFT's hero, I'd say we're doomed.

RW: Sustained.

JC: Damn it, Randy, I asked you not to watch that entire Law & Order marathon.

RW: Over-ruled! Errr... I mean... sorry, John.

"Blood Doll" by Anarchy Club hits the loudspeakers, but there is no sign of Jared Mayer. The music stops again and the referee reluctantly calls for the bell, unsure what to do with one of the competitors missing. At the sound of the bell TK Money charges The Great Malinko but runs right into the Tilt-A-Whirl.

JC: Early Tilt-A-Whirl by Malinko!

RW: But where is Mayer? I know he's here, I saw him in the back earlier. You don't miss a guy like Mayer.

TK rolls to his feet holding his back, and TGM just waits on him. Malinko goes for a big boot, but TK ducks under and catches him with a neckbreaker. Money hops up, runs to the ropes, and hits a leg drop. He gets to his feet and runs toward the ropes again, landing his Standing Moonsault. He covers.

JC: Here we go! Could this be it, just like that?!

RW: No way!

1... 2... Malinko kicks out.

As TK stands and begins to stomp Malinko, the lights suddenly go out.

JC: Damn it, why does this keep happening?!

RW: You seem pretty hostile tonight, John. Didn't you have a nice holiday?

JC: No! I just found out that we're going to be working on every SFT show!

RW: Dude, that sucks!

"Blood Doll" hits again in the darkness, and the lights flash back on. Jared Mayer is now standing in the ring, and staring straight at TK. Money charges at Mayer and is felled by a single hard uppercut. TK pops right back up, and this time decides that discretion is the better part of valor. He dives out of the ring, leaving Mayer alone with Malinko. TGM gets up to a knee and pushes himself up onto his feet. Jared immediately goes on the attack and clobbers him with the Reichsprogromnacht. Mayer covers. 1... 2... TK slides into the ring and dives onto Mayer's back just in time to break up the pinfall. Money tries to stay on the attack, slamming a forearm down into his upper back. TK follows that up by driving the point of his elbow directly on the back of Jared's head. The monster just seems unphased and angered by this. He gets up on his knees and hits another huge uppercut that takes TK clear off his feet. Hitting the mat hard, TK staggers up half in a daze.

JC: That uppercut from Mayer has TK out on his feet!

RW: What a shot! Jared really packs one Hell of punch. Mayer stands and knocks Money right back down with a big boot. He pulls TK to his feet and throws him clear across the ring with a massive double underhook suplex.

JC: Huge butterfly suplex by Mayer!

RW: And TK rolls out of the ring again! Jared Mayer just turns his aggression on The Great Malinko again, as he tries to pull himself up with the ropes. He kicks Malinko in the gut and sets him in position for a powerbomb. Mayer hoists TGM up on his shoulders, pushes him out and drops him into a facebuster.

JC: That is some scary power right there, and a bad landing for Malinko!

RW: Sure is! But here comes TK again, picking his spots! TK Money runs up behind Mayer, whirls him around by the arm and kicks him in the mid-section. He floors Mayer with the Impact DDT, then turns his sights on the badly beaten Malinko. He goes to pull Malinko to his feet and TGM catches him by surprise with a headbutt. Malinko grabs Money by the throat and lifts him up for a chokeslam. TK escapes out of his grasp, landing on his feet behind TGM. Money catches Malinko in an inverted facelock, and raises him up in position for a reverse suplex.

JC: DEVIL'S DUE!

RW: TK Money is going to do it! He's going to win this thing! Right as Randy says that, Mayer grabs the staggered Malinko and throws him out of the ring. Money stands and turns to find Mayer leering at him yet again. Jared kicks TK in the gut and hoists him up in a pumphandle, dropping him with a DDT.

JC: Oh man! That pumphandle DDT is deadly!

RW: Jared Mayer is deadly as a rule, John. Mayer drags Money's motionless body out to the ring apron, and sets him up for the Der Sensenmann. He leaps off the apron with it and drives TK down to the floor on his head and neck. On the other side of the ring, The Great Malinko uses the ring apron to pull himself up and roll back into the ring. Mayer steps back up on the apron and climbs into the ring as Malinko sits up.

JC: This is incredible! Malinko still has life in him!

RW: He sets up, but there is still one depraved monster hovering over him! Malinko gets to his feet and Mayer whips him to the ropes. He bounces off the opposite side and hits the Schwerer Schlag. Malinko is knocked almost clear out of the ring, and Mayer gets up to pull him back to the center of the ring. There Mayer hooks TGM for a powerbomb, and hoists him onto his shoulders. He drives Malinko to the mat once with a powerbomb, holds on, and lifts him up on his shoulders again. The second time Mayer drops Malinko down with a powerbomb into his knee for a backbreaker.

JC: MASSENVERNICHTUNG!

RW: What?

JC: ... I have no idea.

RW: Oh, okay, Hitler. Jared looks out at the floor to make sure TK Money is still down, and then he drops down and covers Malinko.

JC: That has to be it!

RW: No, really? 1... 2... 3!

JC: There it is! It's over!

RW: Malinko The Great was far from it tonight. This match wasn't nearly as good as it could have been.

JC: It wasn't bad, Randy.

RW: I know, but it could have been better if Mayer and Malinko had really gone at it all out.

JC: Okay, I'll agree with you there.

RW: Thank you. The referee raises Jared Mayer's hand, and then quickly steps away in fear of Jared. Mayer climbs out to the ring apron and hops down to the floor, where TK Money is holding onto the security wall and pulling himself up. TK finally pushes himself to his feet and turns around, only to get driven back to the floor with a hard Reichsprogromnacht. Jared stands up stone faced and hovers over the motionless TK Money. Lucretia Black jogs down to the ring and says something to Jared, and she leads him to the back.

JC: My God. Jared Mayer gets the win, then decapitates TK Money for no good reason.

RW: Do you really need a reason to beat up TK Money? He just did that for the fun of it. Hell, I think Jared Mayer would destroy TK Money for a Klondike bar.

Winner: Jared Mayer

JC: Well here we go, the Flesh and Bone Title match!

RW: Yea, I hope Zybala and Murphy destroy each other.

"Ten Thousand Fists" by Disturbed hits the P.A. system. Mike Zybala appears somewhere in the crowd and makes his way towards the ring. Zybala stops and dances with some fans, and then turns around to head to the ring again, but is tripped up by a fan. Zybala gets up and pushes the fan, who's wearing a baseball cap. The fan then pulls out a program and clocks Zybala over the head with it. Zybala reels back, and again the fan hits Zybala in the head with the program.

JC: Where the hell is security at? We have a crazy fan!

The "fan" takes off the cap and reveals himself to be Kyle Murphy! He throws the program down on the floor, and a clang is heard, as a license plate slips out of the book. The fans go bananas as Murphy picks up Zybala and holds him in a headlock, bringing him to ringside, while punching him in the head here and there. Murphy whips Zybala into the guardrails, sending him flipping over to ringside. Murphy follows, and hops up on the guardrail and crashes down on Zybala with a double axe handle. Zybala is groggy, and doesn't know what's going on.

RW: This is wrong, Zybala never saw Murphy coming, he got bamboozled!

JC: That's the breaks sometimes, Randy.

Murphy slams Zybala's head repeatedly into the ringsteps. Murphy lets Zybala slump over as he tries to disconnect the ringsteps. He does, and tosses the upper portion away, and pulls out the larger bottom portion. Murphy positions the steps near the apron, and signals that it's over. Murphy picks up Zybala and puts him on the apron. Murphy then climbs up to the apron and helps Zybala to stand up.

JC: What the hell is he doing?

RW: Maybe he felt sorry for what he did earlier, and wanted to give Mike a chance?

Murphy puts his hands around Zybala's neck and picks him up. Murphy positions himself, and throws himself back a bit, against the ropes, and then flies off the apron with Zybala and hits the Pride of Oedipus on the steel steps.

JC: OH MY GOD!!!

RW: HOLY SHIT! I...I think he broke Zybala's back. There's no way that there isn't some kind of long term trauma happening right there!

Murphy rolls Zybala off the steps and pins him.

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

RW: Did Zybala ever have a chance?

JC: Not with the way he was ambushed by Murphy. Murphy was cunnning and pulled out the victory here tonight to retain the SFT Flesh and Bone Championship!

Winner: Mike Zybala

JC: Here we go folks, the cage is being lowered as we speak. This match has been built by the constant disregard for the rules by Blood Money. The roster here in SFT is tired of their actions and Megan Helms King has taken it upon herself to put an end to it here tonight.

RW: That’s right Jon, Megan begged and pleaded for this match, Twilight almost quit because he was scared to face her in a fair match, this promises to be a bloody, dangerous match.

“Straightjacket” by Alanis Morissette hits and the arena grows dark. Two gold sparklers burst from the stage and a smoke fills the entrance way.

Something so benign for me construed as cruelty,
Such a difference between who I am and who you see.
Conclusions you come to of me routinely incorrect,
I don’t know who you’re talking to with such fucking disrespect.

Megan jumps out from behind the curtain and onto the stage. She throws her arms up and spins around. The crowd explodes in cheers as gold lights flash through the arena.

Your way’s making me mental,
How you filter as skewed interpret.
I swear you won’t be happy til,
I am bound in a straight jacket.

She races down the entrance way, cutting through the white smoke and slides into the ring. She slides into the ring and quickly stands. She spins around in a circle in the center of the ring and jumps up and down. She throws up her arms then swiftly brings them down sending two gold fireworks out from above the ring.

Grand dissonance,
The strings of my puppet are cut.
The end of an era,
Your discrediting’s lost my consent.

She moves her neck from side to side and waits for her opponent.

JC: Look at the determination in the eyes of Megan. Twilight can’t be to thrilled right now.

Basketcase by Greenday hits as Twilight slowly makes his way to the ring. Twilight has a tight grip on the Intercontinental Championship that rests on his left shoulder. As he approaches the ring and the steel cage he takes a quick walk around the outskirts, testing the cage. Twilight finally decides to climb the stairs and enter the cage.

Megan doesn’t wait for the door to close or the bell to ring. As Twilight is climbing through the ropes Megan charges and drives her knee into the face of Twilight. The championship falls off the shoulder of Twilight and Megan quickly scoops it off the mat. Megan drives the title into the face of Twilight sending him crashing to the mat. As the ref on the outside of the ring closes and locks the door to the cage Megan holds the title high over her head and walks around the ring.

RW: As said before Megan has a hatred for this man that runs deeper than we may have ever imagined.

Megan drops the title and heads back to Twilight who is struggling to get to his feet. Megan helps him the rest of the way and sets Twilight in the corner. Megan grabs the ropes and drives her foot into the abdomen of Twilight. Over and over again Megan kicks Twilight until he is sitting on the mat in the corner. Megan then sprints to the other side of the ring, she darts back and hit Twilight with a bronco buster! As Megan climbs off Twilight he falls to the mat. Megan drags him to the middle of the ring and heads back to the corner. Megan climbs to the top rope, she leaps off the top and delivers a perfect elbow drop. Megan attempts a cover..

1…

2…

NO!! Twilight somehow got his shoulder up in time!!

JC: If he knew what was good he would have just quit right there!

Megan gets to her feet bringing Twilight with her, she whips him across the ring into the ropes, Twilight comes off the ropes and ducks a clothesline attempt from Megan. Twilight stops himself dead in his tracks behind Megan and grabs her head, Twilight drops Megan quickly with a neck breaker! Twilight gets to his feet and drives a foot to the chest of Megan. Twilight then drops to his knees, mounting Megan Helms King and begins to deliver right after right to the face of Megan. Finally Twilight peels himself off Megan and brings her back to her feet. Twilight grabs Megan by the head and runs with her across the ring, Twilight tosses Megan over the top rope and face first into the steel cage. Twilight picks up Megan and nails her with an elbow across the neck! He covers her 1……………2………….(Twilight gets up stopping his own count) RW: What the hell did Twilight just do? Twilight screams at Megan to get up! He lowers his head and gives her a kiss on her cheek, and whispers again for her to get up. She starts to move around

RW: Who would have thought he would be the first to use the cage as a weapon!!

JC: I thought Megan would have when she attacked before the bell rang. But I don’t really understand why Twilight stopped from taking the match and whats the the deal with that kiss?

Twilight lets her get up, she looks at him in the eyes, he nods his head saying good, and kicks her in the midsection then nails her with a Russian leg sweep. He picks her up and..Twilight climbs through the ropes and begins to scrape Megan’s face with the steel cage!! He then tosses the lifeless Megan back into the ring, through the ropes. Twilight leaps to the top ropes and leaps off with a springboard leg drop!! Twilight goes for the cover..

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2…

Twilight stops before the 3 count. RW: Is he just trying to punish her more? Twilight screaming, Megan get up! Fight! Don’t quit on me now.

He gets to his feet and heads to the corner. Twilight begins to climb to the top tope as Megan gets to her feet. As Twilight hits the top rope, Megan dives and shakes the ropes. Megan gets back to her feet and runs up the turnbuckles, she jumps up, landing on the shoulders of Twilight and hits a huricanrana!! Megan gets to her feet and instead of going for the easy pin, she grabs him by the head and drags him to his feet. Megan drags Twilight to the corner and rails his face off the turnbuckle. She throws Twilight through the ropes to the apron. Megan begins to grind the face of Twilight against the steel cage as she laughs.

RW: This is getting ugly!! Megan could have had the match won!

JC: There it is, the first sign of bloodshed! Megan just ripped open Twilights face with the cage!!

Megan drags a bloody Twilight back into the ring and grabs his head. Megan forces Twilight to look out to the fans, she is pointing towards the crowd and screaming in the face of Twilight. Megan throws Twilight back to the mat. She goes for the cover…

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2…

NO!! Twilight gets his shoulder up!! All the while smiling.

RW: How the hell did he do that???

JC: Megan took to long, she was bragging before she covered.

Megan gets back to her feet and screams at the ref for counting slow. She heads over to the other corner where the IC titles lies. Megan grabs the title and heads back to Twilight. Megan drives the title into the face of Twilight. Megan holds the title close to Twilights face and again starts to scream at him.

Megan: This is the closest you will ever get to this title again! What’s wrong Twitty, your boyfriend can’t save you in here?

As Megan screams at Twilight, TK Money begins to head out from the backstage area. He stands briefly at the top of the ramp and looks down to the ring, hoping to distract Megan. Megan looks up and laughs. No sooner does Megan bring her focus back to Twilight, Lucia runs from the backstage area towards TK Money. Lucia grabs TK by the shirt and pants and tosses him off the stage through a table!!

RW: Holy shit!! We need Medical Help for TK Money!!!

After rubbing the title across the face of Twilight, drawing a larger pool of blood, Megan climbs to the top rope again. Megan comes off the ropes and hits the Monster Mash!!! Megan covers…

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3!!!

JC: It’s over!! We have a new Intercontinental Champion!!

RW: Yes, and we need medical help for Blood Money! I think their reign of terror is over!!

Winner: Megan the Monster

Amanda Summers: This is our main event… Scheduled for one fall… For the SFT World Championship.

RW: Here we go. We have finally come to the main event.

JC: Radiant and Josh Konnely face off in a heated contest for the World Title.

RW: So excited.

JC: This is going to be one Hell of a match. These two men are incredibly determined. Radiant wants to keep his title and Konnely wants to take that title from him.

"NEVER BACK DOWN IN THE FACE ANGER!"

The lights flicker, and then go out as "In The Face Of Anger" by Shattersphere blares through the arena. A yellow light illuminates the stage area as two rockets of pyro fly from the far side of the arena to explode on the stage. Josh Konnely steps out into the smoke left by the exploding pyro, and raises his arms as the crowd boos and cheers.

Amanda Summers: First… Weighing in 200-pounds hailing from Parts Unknown… JOSH KONNELY!

With his fists clenched and a scowl on his face, Konnely walks down the aisle to ringside. He runs up the steps, walks to the center of the apron, and climbs through the ropes into the ring. Josh stretches against the ropes and gets ready to fight.

RW: Josh looks ready to fit.

JC: He better be, he’s going against one of the best SFT has ever seen.

The noise coming from the crowd slowly begins to dwindle out when suddenly the opening for "Tom Sawyer" by Rush begins to play throughout the arenas speakers. The entire crowd stands up and lays in a heavy smatter of boos, though a cheer here and there remains for Radiant as we see them turn towards the stage awaiting his arrival. We cut to the stage as we see Radiant step through the curtains with a sadistic half smile on his face and begins to head down the ramp with World and Tag Team championship gold in tow.

Amanda Summers: Next to the ring, weighing in at 195-pounds hailing from Royal Oak, Michigan… He is the SFT World Champion, RADIANT!

He carelessly walks by the fans making his way down the ramp ignoring the few hands that extend for 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.

RW: There he is… The Rad Man.

JC: Let’s see how he fares against this powerful up-and-coming newbie.

RW: There is a lot of talent in Josh.

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 simply leans back against it with both arms spread out over the ropes. Radiant looks around the arena at people in the crowd just buying some time to emit his confidence. He hands the referee the World and Tag Title and the ref holds it up. "Tom Sawyer" by Rush quickly fades out as the two men glare at each other in the center of the room.

Josh wastes no time and charges at Radiant. The two men lock up.

RW: Josh not wasting any time there.

JC: He shouldn’t.

Josh takes control and places Radiant in a headlock. Radiant fights back and nails Josh in the stomach with numerous punches to his stomach. Radiant reverses the hold and sends his opponent down with a Russian Leg Sweep. Radiant drops down with an elbow but Josh rolls out of the way.

JC: Radiant tries for an elbow but Josh narrowly got out of the way.

RW: Smart move there.

Radiant sits up, clutching his elbow. Josh is quick to whip himself off the ropes and hit Radiant with a dropkick to the back of Radiant’s head. Radiant goes flying head over feet and lands on his back.

RW: Wow. Josh showing a lot of power there.

Josh lifts Radiant to his feet but quickly sends him back down again with a Snap Suplex. Josh straddles Radiant and begins to beat on his face with punches. Radiant manages to get his hands up and slap Konnely on the ears, sending him back. Radiant jumps to his feet and comes off the ropes heading straight for Josh. He sends Josh to the mat with a hard clothesline.

JC: Radiant has taken this match back.

RW: Radiant tries for the pin.

1… KICK OUT!

JC: Not much there.

RW: Gotta try. Radiant gets to his feet and positions himself in the corner, waiting for Josh. Josh gets to his feet slowly and looks for Radiant. Radiant charges at Josh but Josh dodges the charge and Radiant meets the ropes. Radiant comes back to meet a boot from Josh. Radiant falls back and hits the mat hard. Josh wastes no time and lifts Radiant to his feet. He whips Radiant hard into the corner and flies at him, landing a vicious elbow. Radiant falls to corner and Josh pounds into his him stomps. The ref pulls him off after numerous stomps. Josh gets Radiant to his feet and throws him on the top rope.

RW: Oh no!

JC: I see a risky move in the near future.

RW: Suplex! Suplex off the top rope on Radiant. Josh and Radiant lay out on the mat and Josh throws an arm over Radiant.

1… 2… KICK OUT!

RW: No good. The two men are slow to get to their feet. Josh gets up first and goes for Radiant. He lifts Radiant to his feet and hits him hard with a knee to Radiant’s face. Radiant goes flying back and quickly rolls out of the ring. Josh whips himself off the ropes and goes soaring over the ropes. He hits Radiant with a huge move. The two men are laid out on the outside.

JC: Dear God.

RW: That took both men out.

Radiant manages to get to his feet first as Josh struggles. Radiant lifts Josh to his feet and slams Josh’s’ face against the barricade. Josh is sent back, grabbing his nose. Radiant wastes no time and sends a spinning kick into Josh’s face. Radiant rolls Josh back into the ring, leaving his head hanging over the edge of the ring. Radiant jumps onto the ring’s edge and comes back down with a leg to Josh’s throat. Radiant gets back into the ring and drags Josh into the center of the ring.

RW: Radiant going for the pin… 1… 2… KICK OUT!

JC: Josh got his shoulder up.

RW: This is still going.

Radiant gets to his feet and dashes up the ropes. Josh catches his second wind and leaps to his feet. He charges at Radiant and leaps, knocking Radiant in the stomach. Josh grabs Radiant by the hair and flips him off the turnbuckle onto the mat with a thud.

JC: Oh! Oh! That was hard.

Josh lifts Radiant to his feet and slams him down on his head with Kontempt.

RW: AH! Josh hits the Kontempt.

JC: Radiant is out.

Josh goes for the cover. 1… 2… KICK OUT!

RW: Radiant kicked out! Radiant got his shoulder up.

Josh looks angered as lifts Radiant violently to his feet by the hair. He sends Radiant into the ropes and hits a Swinging Neckbreaker on Radiant. He goes for another cover.

1… 2... KICK OUT!

JC: Radiant kicks out again.

RW: Radiant still has a lot of fight left in him!

JC: This match won’t be over just yet.

Josh lifts Radiant to his feet again but Radiant pushes him into the corner, slamming him against the turnbuckle. He drives a shoulder into Josh’s midsection and backs up. He charges back, hitting Josh with a flying clothesline. He pulls Josh out of the corner into the center of the ring.

JC: In Bloom! In Bloom!

RW: Josh just got the In Bloom to the face.

JC: Josh is out!

RW: He needs to go for the pin!

Radiant lifts Josh to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Radiant hits a spinning powerslam on Josh.

1… 2… KICK OUT!

JC: Josh got his shoulder up.

RW: This match continues.

Radiant lifts Josh to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Josh ducks under Radiant’s clothesline and comes back with a fishermen’s suplex. The two men are laid out.

RW: Who is going to get to their feet first!?

JC: Someone’s gotta get up.

Josh stirs first and rests in the nearby corner. Radiant barely gets up before Josh charges and hits him with a running fist. He quickly gets down and wraps Radiant up in the Pentagram Choke.

JC: This is over.

RW: There is no way!

The ref checks Radiant and lifts his arm. It drops. Again, it drops.

RW: Josh is applying so much pressure. I can’t imagine Radiant breaking free of this.

Once again, the ref lifts Radiant’s arm. It stays up. Radiant struggles and uses all of his strength to slide himself and Josh to the ropes. His free arm touches the ropes.

JC: Radiant got to the ropes! Radiant got to the ropes!

Josh is slow to release the hold but loosens up just enough so that Radiant can slide free. Radiant rolls to the outside. Josh sends a baseball slide into Radiant’s face and he goes flying into the announcers table.

JC: Okay, they’re a little too close now.

RW: A little?

JC: Radiant is out in front of our table.

Josh lifts Radiant to his feet and slams his head into the table again and again. Josh then whips Radiant into the steps with a painful thud.

JC: Josh can’t win the title unless he pins Radiant in that ring.

RW: Staying on the outside is no help to Josh.

Josh gets Radiant to his feet and slams Radiant’s head into the steps. He then whips Radiant into the post shoulder first. He quickly rolls Radiant back into the ring. Josh goes for the pin.

1… 2… NO!

RW: After all of that, Radiant still managed to get his shoulder up.

JC: How is he still going? I don’t understand.

RW: He’s Radiant… Need we say more?

Josh growls with anger and lifts Radiant to his feet. Josh tries to whip Radiant into the ropes but Radiant blocks and reverses, sending Josh into the ropes. Josh returns to meet a powerbomb from Radiant. Radiant is quick to his feet only to drop down on Josh’s heart with an elbow. Radiant lifts Josh to his feet. He backs up slowly.

RW: CHECKMATE! CHECKMATE! RADIANT WITH THE CHECKMATE!

JC: Josh is down!

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