RW: First match of the night, and this one will be a doozy!

JC: Do you think we’ll be out of here before midnight?

RW: Why?

JC: I wanna go party at Emersons place.

RW: Can I go too?

JC: No dude you weren’t invited.

An X made of pyro forms at the top of the ramp. From both sides pyro fires up from the stage into the air. They continue to stream up as DMX's X gon' give it to ya hits the pa. X walks out and walks under the X-shaped pyro. After a few seconds he continues to walk down the ramp. As everyone cheers he walks past slapping hands with the fans. Once at the ring he jumps up onto the apron, Brock Lesnar style and climbs into the ring. He then gets into the center and raises a fist, the music stops as he goes to his corner and awaits the bell.Xavier makes his way down to the ring to a big mix of boos and cheers.

RW: It’s been a long while since we see Xavier here in our ring.

The Ballad starts the lights dim and Redd walks to the ring slowly with his head lowered and just entes the ring.

They stand toe to toe as the bell rings. Redd wastes no time nailing Xavier with an elbow then a quick leg drop. He picks up Xavier and wastes no time hitting Darkness finisher, Redd doesn’t even break a sweat as the ref counts 1…………….2……………….3!!!

RW: Holy shit!

JC: Well is it safe to say that Redd is back?

Emerson has already been introduced and is waiting on Brass. Brass’s music hits but no Brass Martin. The crowd is on their feet waiting.

RW: Where is Brass Martin?

Out of my Way by Seether starts up again and still no Brass Martin.

JC: Well I don’t like the looks of this.

SFT Tag Team Champions, Rene Soge and Barry Straight, are already in the ring. "Du Hast" begins to play. Lights flicker all inside the arena. TK Money and Twilight emerge from behind the curtain. The crowd erupts as Blood Money has returned to SFT.

RW: Yes ladies and gentlemen, they are back! Blood Money has returned!

JC: The crowd loves these guys Randy!

TK Money and Twilight stand at the top of the ramp. TK Money rubs his thumb along his middle finger and ring finger making a money gesture and at the same time Twilight is running his thumb across the throat and as they do that cash bills and blood fall from the ceiling of the MetraPark Arena.

RW: BLOOD!

JC: MONEY!

TK Money and Twilight start heading down the ramp and the money and blood stops coming down. TK Money walks up the steel steps and enters the ring. Twilight slides in under the bottom rope. Twilight stands up and as soon as he does he charges at Rene Soge and Barry Straight and so does TK Money. Referee Dean Barge hands off the Tag Team Titles to a ringside hand and calls for the bell.

DING DING DING

RW: Blood Money starting it out fast.

Twilight has paired off with Barry Straight and Twilight is pounding away on Barry Straight. TK Money is chopping Rene Soge in the corner. TK Money whips Rene Soge across the ring. Rene Soge bounces off the ropes and runs into a dropkick from TK Money that catches him flush on the chin.

JC: Nice shot!

Twilight hits a russian leg sweep on Barry Straight. He immediately stands up and heads up to the top rope. TK Money also climbs up to the top rope.

RW: Blood Money is perched and waiting to drop a bomb on the Tag Team Champions.

Twilight jumps off and hits an elbow drop on Barry Straight. Rene Soge is up and staggering and holding his jaw. TK Money jumps off the top rope with a missile dropkick on Rene Soge that sends him flying out of the ring and out to the floor at the bottom of the ramp.

JC: BOOM!!! Bomb dropped! A missile even.

RW: Blood Money is standing tall and in total control of the Tag Team Champions.

Twilight picks up Barry Straight off the mat. Barry Straight takes a wild swing but Twilight ducks it and before Barry knows what's going on he's up and is hit with The Light Goes Off from Twilight.

JC: That's such a vicious move.

RW: I'm surprised they haven't outlawed it like they did the piledriver in the 90's.

Twilight is up and tells TK to go off the ropes. TK Money runs, jumps over the body of Barry Straight, and hits a springboard moonsault off the middle rope and lands on top of Barry Straight. Referee Dean Barge drops down to the mat and begins his count.

RW: 1..... 2...... 3... and we have new Tag Team Champions!!!

Dean Barge calls for the bell.

DING DING DING

"Du Hast" hits again as Referee Dean Barge is handed the Tag Team Titles.

JC: Blood Money is back and the new Tag Champs!

The arena's lights fade to dark. The StrikeTron lights up with a countdown from five to zero. Once at Zero, The Pa System blast "Smack My Bitch Up" by Prodigy. Chambers walks out onto the stage with the crowd chanting his name. With reddish smoke rises through the stage, Chambers makes his way down the aisle until he reaches ringside. Once he is there, Chambers walks towards the staircase, then walks up them standing on the apron before entering the ring.

The bell rings as Robyn Byrne joins Kris Chambers in the ring, preparing for the introductions.

Robyn Byrne: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first...

"You Don't Know" cuts off Robyn Byrne and Big T crawls out from under the ring in front of the announce table. Kris Chambers is looking up at the stage as Big T's video plays on the StrikeTron, so he has no idea what is happening even as the crowd erupts. Big T dives into the ring behind Kris Chambers and waits.

JC: Oh my God! It's Big T! Big T's in the ring!

RW: Turn around, Kris!

Kris Chambers finally turns around as Robyn Byrne jumps out of the ring, but he turns right into a GAME OVER from Big T!

RW: Good God! Game Over!

JC: I don't think the game's even STARTED!

Referee Rob Ragan calls for the bell to officially start the match. Big T drops down to his knees, but rolls out of the ring instead of going for a cover. T reaches under the ring and pulls out a table, much to the delight of the Montana crowd. Big T smiles as he slides the table into the ring. Big T slides in and grabs the table, taking his time in setting it up.

JC: Big T has some wicked intentions in mind here for Kris Chambers!

RW: This isn't going to END well for Kris Chambers at Everything Ends!

Big T finishes setting up the table and turns his attention to his challenger, who only now begins to get up to a knee. Chambers shoves himself up to his feet and staggers around. He takes a swing at Big T, but the reigning Hardcore Champion ducks under the wild haymaker.

RW: Chambers is caught!

JC: T could be about to hit him with the P.I.M.P Hand!

Big T makes the ninety degree spin and hits the P.I.M.P Hand directly through the table. Big T hooks the leg as he rolls over into a cover in the shattered remains of the table. Rob Ragan kicks away the pieces of the table, clearing them from the ring, then drops into position to make the count.

1...

2...

3!

JC: He did it! Big T retains the Hardcore Championship!

RW: What an incredible match!

JC: I hope you're kidding.

The camera cuts to the ring with Robyn Byrne.

Robyn: The next contest is a four on one handicap match for the SFT National Championship!

JC: I’ve been waiting all night for this match, Randy! Revelation is going to finally topple the giant.

RW: Slow down, partner. Lionel Kingston isn’t like most giants. He has the agility, the endurance, and the mental capacity to survive when it matters.

JC: Yeah, but he’s facing off against a group like no other. Lars Adams, Dave Kilmister, Josh Konnely, AND Kyle Murphy. That’s the equivalent of at least half a dozen giants.

RW: I dunno about that, but it will be exciting to see if Revelation has enough manpower to tame the Lion for good.

The theme from “Jumanji” 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.

Robyn: First making his way to the ring, from unknown parts of South Africa, and weighing in at 355 pounds…LIONEL KINGSTON!

Lion then climbs onto the apron just by stepping onto it. He then steps over the ropes and into the ring. From there, he waits for his opponents.

RW: Lion looking as impressive as ever.

JC: I hope he prepared long and hard for this match. If he even so much as breathes wrong, Revelation will go to town on him.

RW: On the other hand, if there’s any miscommunication between the members, it could spell the end.

JC: That’ll never happen. They’re a well oiled giant killing machine.

"We Are One" by 12 Stones starts to play as all four members of Revelation step out from behind the curtain to a hail of boos. All four men step on top of the ramp and stare out at the crowd, and then look over at Lion. Kingston by this point is eager to get at them, and he gestures for the four to get into the ring.

Robyn: And his opponents, at a combined weight of 1,034 pounds, they are the team of Dave Kilmister, Kyle Murphy, Lars Adams, and the SFT National Champion Josh Konnely…REVELATION.

JC: What a sight! They’re a half ton of talent, and their greatness has no limits!

RW: If you don’t mind Johnny, could you step off your soap box and come down to earth with the rest of us?

JC: You’re just jealous that they don’t invite you to their after parties.

RW: They don’t invite you either.

JC: My invitation got lost in the mail and you know it!

Revelation walks down the ramp side by side, and once they reach the ring apron, Lars looks at the other three and directs them to the other sides of the ring. They nod and walk around while Lion tries his best to keep an eye on all four of them. Soon one member is on each side of the ring, and they climb up on their respected aprons. Lion keeps darting from one guy to the next unsure of where, or when, the attack will begin. Robyn quickly retreats to the timekeeper’s position.

RW: Revelation has Lion surrounded! The numbers game is already at an advantage.

JC: I can sense it, Randy. It’s the beginning of the end. Time to put the kitty to sleep!

The referee tries his best to refrain the group from attacking Lion at once and orders them to stay in a single corner. But without a bell, there’s no chance of a disqualification. Finally, Lion has had enough, and he runs right at Josh Konnely, punching him in the head and nearly sending him out of the ring. The other three members quickly enter the ring and attack Lion from behind, pummeling him with lefts and right. Kilmister’s superior strength alone is enough to stun the giant, but the addition of Lars and Kyle soon has him down on one knee, a giant arm grasping for a rope break. Once Josh composes himself, he too enters the ring and joins in on the beat down.

RW: This isn’t right! There are too many people on him!

JC: He asked for this, Randy. He got in Revelation’s business, and now they’re making it THEIR business to snuff the problem out for good.

RW: The referee can’t even get the match to start for Christ’s sake!

The referee tries his best to pull Revelation away from Lion, but he keeps getting pushed back. When they finish, Lion is lying face down with his hands covering his head. All four men raise their arms up high and the crowd continues to boo them. Lars goes over to the other men and says something to them, then slaps Dave’s chest. Dave nods, and the other walk over to the opposite corner of the ring. They get on the apron while Dave makes his way over to the fallen Lion. The referee, after finally seeing some sort of order, gestures for the bell to ring and it does.

RW: Finally!

JC: It could be over already, Randy. Lion ain’t looking too good.

Dave smirks as he grabs Lion by the head and pulls him back up. He lands a couple more punches on the giant before pushing him to the nearest turnbuckle. He starts things off by landing a few knife edge chops to Lion’s mighty chest. After that Dave starts kicking Lion in the gut numerous time, and Kingston gasps for breathe upon finishing. Kilmister, with verbal support from the other members, climbs up on the giant and goes for a few punches to the head.

1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6!

But the mighty Lion isn’t done just yet, and he pushes Dave off with such force that he lands on his back in the center of the ring. Dave gets up, shocked that he was tossed that far back. Shaking his head, he charges at Lion for an attempt at a clothesline, but Kingston manages to lift up a big boot and drive it into Dave’s face knocking him back down.

RW: And the “executive assistant” is starting to realize just who he’s in the ring with.

JC: It was a lucky hit, Randy. Lion doesn’t even know where he is right now.

Dave gets up and, holding his head, goes over to the other guys. All four men start talking to each other until Dave reluctantly tags in Kyle. Murphy steps into the ring and heads over to Lion who is still catching his breath.

JC: Here we go! Now “The Superior One” gets to take care of business.

He keeps things simple by kicking Lion in the gut a couple times, and then drags him by the neck to the center of the ring. From there he pulls back on Lion’s arm and applies an abdominal stretch. He pulls and pulls as hard as he can, and yells at the referee to check Lion. He does, and Lion shakes his head having no intention of giving up anytime soon. As the fans clap to motivate him, a bit of Lion’s strength starts returning, and soon Kingston is able to move Kyle’s arms away from his neck and drop him with a hip toss. Kyle gets up, and Lion clotheslines him off his feet. Kingston roars and the fans cheers him on. He picks up Kyle, lifts him up, and raises him over his head in a military press. He turns to face the other members of Revelation as they yell at Lion to put him down. Lion obliges the only way he can by dropping him like a bad habit. Kyle lands face first on the mat.

RW: What was all that about Kyle taking care of business?

JC: Shut up, Randy! It’s still early.

Kyle picks himself up and quickly retreats to the other members who once again start discussing strategy with one another. Lion looks to the fans, then back at Revelation, before running full speed at them and clocking each member with a mighty lefts and rights. Lars, Dave, Kyle, and Josh all fall to the outside, their pride hurt more than their faces. Lion roars and raises his arms up, the crowd going nuts by this point.

RW: I think the giant just woke up early!

JC: It’s a minor setback at most, and it’s still a four on one match, so don’t you forget!

RW: I’m just calling what I’m seeing, partner.

JC: Lion’s strength is impressive, sure, but he’s going to run out of steam soon, and that’s when Revelation will work its magic.

All four men talk things out while the referee starts counting them out.

1…2…3…4…

Finally it’s agreed that Josh should go in. Konnely slides into the ring while the other three members stand on the apron. The referee shakes his head and says that Kyle never tagged out, so he’s still in. Kyle and Josh argue with the referee about it while Lion waits impatiently.

RW: It seems that Josh tried to get in, but the referee is saying that Kyle is still the legal man.

JC: There’s no need to get picky about it, it’s an implied tag.

RW: We have rules and guidelines for a reason.

JC: Yeah…to break them!

Meanwhile, Lars looks over to Dave and nods to him. Dave nods back, steps into the ring while everyone else is distracted, and clips the back of Lion’s right leg. Lion falls on his knee, and Dave kicks Lion in the side of the head with a carbon footprint before quickly exiting the ring.

RW: Oh come on!

JC: What? I didn’t see anything.

Dave gets back on the apron, and Kyle and Josh finally agree with the referee. Kyle formally tags in Josh, and Josh enters the ring ready to pounce on the fallen Lion. Josh goes up to his head and applies a guillotine choke on Kingston. Lion struggles to break free, but Konnely has the hold locked in tight and doesn’t want to let go anytime soon. The referee warns him about choking, but for now it seems legal. That is until Josh puts his feet up on the middle ropes for added leverage, which of course the referee doesn’t see.

RW: Boy, these guys love bending the rules at their whim.

JC: They’re fighting a beast of a man, Randy. They gotta do whatever it takes.

Eventually the referee does see the foot on the ropes and orders Josh to break by counting.

1…2…3…4…

Josh finally lets go and shouts “I have until five!” before getting up and kicking Lion in the back of the neck. Having been weakened enough, Josh drags Lion by the arm over to the Revelation corner and tags in Lars.

RW: And the SFT president Lar Adams finally gets his time in the ring.

JC: It wouldn’t be a Revelation match without the leader. Look at him go!

Sure enough, Lars is getting his kicks in literally by kicking Lion while he’s on the ground. Adams stops to taunt the crowd who boo the hell out of him. He waves them off and goes back to stomping a mudhole. He then lifts Lion up to his knees, looks down at him, and shouts at him.

Lars: YOU CAN’T STOP US! WE ARE A PROPHESY! WE ARE THE SEC—

Lion suddenly grabs Lars by the throat and Lars’ eyes nearly pop out of his skull as he realizes the situation he’s in. He struggles to break free, but Lion’s grasp is too much, and soon the giant is back on his feet. Not wanting to see anything happen to their leader, Kyle, Josh, and Dave all come into the ring at once and attack Lion from behind. Kingston is forced to release the hold as he is once again a victim of the numbers game. The referee yells at them to stop, but they don’t.

RW: This is nuts! They’re gonna get disqualified!

JC: It’s not about the battle, Randy, it’s the war. And revelation is definitely winning this war!

The referee goes to order for the bell to ring, but Lars orders him to stop. The referee argues with him, but due to Lars having a higher authority than he does, he is forced to allow the match to continue. Lars grins and goes right back to beating on Lion.

RW: This isn’t right. They’re like vultures out there! Someone needs to put a stop to this!

JC: I don’t see you getting out of your seat, partner.

Lars gives some more orders to the other members of Revelation. Soon Kyle and Josh have a hold of Lion’s arms while Dave applies a headlock from behind. Lars stares at Lion face to face and slaps him once. The fans outcry is as big as ever, but that doesn’t stop Lars from laughing and slapping Lion again. Even the referee’s pleas for stopping the match are unheard as Lars slaps him a third time.

JC: This could possibly be the greatest night of my life.

RW: This is making me sick. What more do they have to prove?

Lars steps back, makes a fist with his right hand, and goes for a knockout punch to Lion’s face, but the giant lives up to his name once again and quickly rises to his feet. The punch hits Lion’s chest, but it doesn’t appear to faze him at all. Lars looks up, shocked that Lion is still moving. Not only that, but he’s fighting off the other three men as he does so. He tilts his head back and knocks noggins with Dave who stumbles back into the ropes, then takes Kyle and Josh and pulls his arms together so the two collide with one another. With nobody holding him back, Lion decks Lars with a single left hand that sends him right back down. The fans go nuts as Lion looks around at the dazed and fallen Revelation members.

RW: I don’t believe it! Lion’s still fighting!

JC: Oh come ON! What do they have to do, run him over with a truck!?

Lion turns to Dave, still against the ropes, and clotheslines him over the top and to the floor. He then grabs hold of Josh by the back of the head and throws him over the top as well, and Konnely lands on top of Dave. Kyle notices Lion with his back turned, and runs at him for a clothesline of his own, but Lion see it, ducks down, and sends Kyle over the top with a back body drop. Josh and Dave get up just in time to catch Kyle, and all three fall to the floor.

RW: And then there was one!

JC: NO! Get out of there, boss!

Lars is just now getting up from the punch, and he soon sees that it’s only him and Lion in the ring. Kingston smiles and walks over to him. Lars throws a few punches at his face, but Lion just shakes his head and drops Lars with a headbutt. He then grabs Lars and lifts him in the air with ease. It looks like he’s going for a gorilla press, but he carries Lars over to the side of the ring with the other three Revelation members and tosses Lars at them. They catch him which causes all three to fall right back down. Lion roars and exits the ring, his job not done yet.

RW: And like that the Lion takes out the trash!

JC: That freak doesn’t know when to quit.

Lion steps over the ropes, and then jumps outside. By this point the referee has lost any hope of having order in this match, so he waves his arms and calls for the bell. It rings, but neither Lion nor the other Revelation members hear it. Kingston grabs hold of Dave and tosses him into the guardrail, but the other three are quick to triple team him on the outside.

RW: I think the referee’s throwing this one out, but they’re still fighting!

JC: It ain’t over until the big man is down.

Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has decided to stop the match and has declared it a no contest!

The guitar intro to Plowed by Sponge begins as the arena stands on its feet. Fans with their signs peer to get a glimpse of The Dark Wolf. Then the Drum beat picks up The lights dim and as the vocals start The Dark Wolf swiftly lunges out from backstage to a roar from the crowd. He stands there somewhat transformed by who he was and who is is meant to be.

As the arena welcomes him, his focus changes from his re-found fans. To the ring. A smirk runs sidelong on his face as he charges the ring and circles the ring once.Then leaping hepivots turning and sliding his knee on the apron and looks over the crowd once more.

He nods his head and goes into the ring through the ropes to the far side of the ring.The Dark Wolf climbs the corner turnbuckle and poses as the arena lights up with the flash of cameras that is like a free entrance lightshow. He then drops to the ring as the lights come back up.

"Dragonfly" by Shaman's Harvest plays as SwitchBlade steps through the curtain to a chorus of cheers and boos. Once at the top of the ramp, he removes his sunglasses and tosses them to the side. He walks past the fans ignoring their presence. He slides under the ring ropes, picks himself up, and stands in one corner of the ring once in awhile stretching his arms and legs. Once he sees his opponent, he patiently waits for the bell to ring.

Robyn Byrne climbs into the ring with referee Sean Whitcomb.

Man: Excuse me.

Anthony Jesus walks out on the stage with a microphone in hand and the World Heavyweight Championship belt over his shoulder.

Anthony Jesus: I believe I have something in my possession which the three of you need in that ring. That would be... this World Heavyweight Championship.

As he says the last four words of the sentence, he takes the championship belt in his free hand and holds it up. Anthony walks down the aisle and tosses the belt in to Sean Whitcomb, who catches it in the air.

Anthony Jesus: Proceed. As for me, I'm going to take a seat right over there with John and Randy.

Anthony does circle around the ring to the announce table and takes the open seat next to Randy.

Robyn Byrne: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!

The crowd cheers as Sean Whitcomb holds up the title belt for display.

Robyn Byrne: Also, it will be the FINAL MATCH for The Dark Wolf, win or lose!

The crowd boos.

Robyn Byrne: Introducing first, he is the challenger... weighing in at 212 pounds and hailing from MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA... THE DARK WOLF!

The crowd erupts in cheers as The Dark Wolf is introduced into the SFT ring for the last time.

Robyn Byrne: And his opponent... from BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS... weighing in at 240 pounds... SWITCHBLADE!

Robyn Byrne climbs out of the ring as the crowd boos SwitchBlade.

JC: I'm not sure why this crowd is so much more against SwitchBlade tonight. This wasn't his choice. He didn't want this anymore than any of us do.

RW: I'm with you on that. SwitchBlade was basically shoved into this situation against his will.

The bell rings as Sean Whitcomb hands the World Heavyweight Championship belt to the outside.

SwitchBlade forces the tie-up with The Dark Wolf and forces the challenger back into his corner.

1.... 2.... 3.... 4....

Sean Whitcomb makes SwitchBlade break as The Dark Wolf is shoved back against the turnbuckles. SwitchBlade backs away, holding up his hands innocently. The Dark Wolf holds up his hands as well... then hits SwitchBlade with a knife edge chop. They begin to exchange chops, and The Dark Wolf quickly forces SwitchBlade back to his own corner.

RW: Here comes The Dark Wolf!

JC: He's getting the best of this exchange! Listen to those chops! Just ringing through the MetraPark Arena here in Billings!

Forced into the corner, SwitchBlade finally ducks a chop attempt from The Dark Wolf. SwitchBlade tries for a superkick when The Dark Wolf turns around, but the challenger ducks that as well. The Dark Wolf goes for PERFECTION (his own superkick), but SwitchBlade catches the challenger's foot.

JC: Perfection! No!

RW: He got caught! Perfection got cut off! Just like the UConn women!

AJ: Really, Randy? Really? It was 90 straight. I don't care if you're playing checkers, NOBODY wins ninety straight. In your case, you don't even win once.

SwitchBlade takes The Dark Wolf down with a dragon screw leg whip.

RW: Beautiful leg lace takedown by the champion!

JC: SwitchBlade targets Wolf's legs early!

AJ: And that does two things, guys. First, it weakens that limb up for the Enter The Darkside and other leg submissions. But also, it partially neutralizes The Dark Wolf's speed and agility that made him a multiple time World Champion. SwitchBlade just took what The Dark Wolf gave him, but even a simple move like that can be very effective. It could win or lose the match later on.

Sure enough, SwitchBlade follows up the dragon screw with a figure four leglock. The challenger yells out in pain and frustration, realizing that this hold could abruptly end both his championship opportunity and his career. The Dark Wolf quickly shifts his weight and turns over the figure four, reversing the pressure onto SwitchBlade.

AJ: Nice counter by Dark Wolf into the Indian deathlock variation, reversing the figure four and turning the pressure onto the champion!

SwitchBlade grabs the bottom rope with both hands even as he releases his original leglock.

JC: Unfortunately, the applicant can break the hold as we see there.

RW: I don't think anyone has ever won a match with that counter, but a lot of people have avoided losing that way.

SwitchBlade pulls himself up to his feet, limping a little bit himself, and tries to shake the feeling back into his legs. The Dark Wolf gets up limping as well. The champion charges his challenger, but The Dark Wolf side steps and grabs SwitchBlade by the back of his head, throwing the champion over the top rope to the floor below.

RW: Down goes SwitchBlade! Down goes SwitchBlade!

JC: The champion could be in trouble now, but he cannot lose the title out there!

The Dark Wolf drops down and rolls under the bottom rope, following SwitchBlade out to the floor. SwitchBlade is up quickly and runs at The Dark Wolf again. Once again the challenger is ready for the champion, and catches him with a drop toe hold that drives SwitchBlade's face into the steel ring steps.

JC: OUCH!

RW: SwitchBlade meets steps, and the steps win!

SwitchBlade falls to the floor holding his nose and forehead. The Dark Wolf grabs SwitchBlade's legs.

1..........

The Dark Wolf applies a Liontamer on the floor, punishing SwitchBlade in a submission hold with no form of escape.

2..........

3..........

RW: A very slow count here by Sean Whitcomb.

JC: I like that. This is about more than the World Heavyweight Championship. It's the last match of one man's legendary career. Let them go at it. Don't let this thing end on a countout.

Sean Whitcomb jumps out of the ring, realizing that if The Dark Wolf keeps this hold on SwitchBlade much longer that the champion could be seriously injured. Whitcomb counts to five.

Sean Whitcomb: Come on, Wolf. Let him go, or I'll be forced to disqualify you.

The Dark Wolf looks at Sean Whitcomb and lets go of SwitchBlade's legs, letting them fall to the padded floor.

Sean Whitcomb: I don't want to do it, but I will disqualify you, so watch it. You know the rules.

The crowd boos, even though they know that the referee is correct.

SwitchBlade grabs hold of the very steel steps which his face bounced off of just a moment ago, and he pushes himself up to his feet. The Dark Wolf stays on top of SwitchBlade with a headbutt to the temple as Sean Whitcomb slides back into the ring. The Dark Wolf hooks SwitchBlade in an inverted facelock and hits MIDNIGHT on the padded concrete floor!

JC: OH MY GOD! The Dark Wolf hits the inverted DDT on the floor!

RW: That's concrete, damn it!

4..........

The Dark Wolf stands up and rolls SwitchBlade's motionless body into the ring. Dark Wolf slides in and turns SwitchBlade over into the first cover of the match.

RW: This could do it! New champion!

1...

2...

SwitchBlade twists his body out, using his full weight to get a shoulder off the mat.

JC: Not yet! The champion has still got some fight in him!

The Dark Wolf holds his head in disbelief, but quickly gets to his feet. Dark Wolf turns SwitchBlade onto his back again hits a leg drop. The Dark Wolf goes right back into another cover, hooking a leg.

1...

2...

SwitchBlade kicks out again!

The Dark Wolf drags SwitchBlade to his feet and whips him toward the corner. SwitchBlade runs up the ropes and springs off with a MOONSAULT TO PIN.

1...

2...

JC: Got him!

The Dark Wolf rolls the pin over into a cover of his own.

RW: No!

1...

2...

JC: New champion!

SwitchBlade kicks out, and both men are down.

RW: SwitchBlade escapes as well!

SwitchBlade gets up to his feet first and The Dark Wolf jumps to his feet shortly after. SwitchBlade kicks The Dark Wolf in the gut and hits the DEEP CUT!

RW: NO! Deep cut! It's over! It's gotta be over!

SwitchBlade turns The Dark Wolf over and drapes an arm across his chest.

1...

2...

The Dark Wolf kicks out!

SwitchBlade hooks a rear waistlock on The Dark Wolf and drags him to his feet. SwitchBlade pops the hips and throws The Dark Wolf back overhead with a release German suplex.

SwitchBlade rolls out of the ring and circles around to the announce table. He points at Anthony Jesus.

SwitchBlade: This is for you. This is on YOU!

SwitchBlade grabs the World Heavyweight Championship belt from the timekeeper's table and slides into the ring with it.

JC: Good God! What's he doing?! NO! Don't do this, SwitchBlade!

The Dark Wolf staggers up to his feet, holding his head and neck. SwitchBlade holds the SFT Championship in both hands as The Dark Wolf turns around... and blasts him right between the eyes with the belt!

RW: OH MY GOD! Title belt to the head, right in front of the referee!

Sean Whitcomb snatches the championship belt from SwitchBlade and throws it out of the ring, but SwitchBlade grins as he covers The Dark Wolf again.

RW: No! Not like this!

JC: Kick out, Wolf!

1...

2...

The Dark Wolf gets a shoulder up!

JC: UNBELIEVABLE! The Dark Wolf will NOT die!

RW: The referee could have disqualified SwitchBlade right there. Thank God he didn't let The Dark Wolf go out that way!

SwitchBlade pulls The Dark Wolf back to his feet and hits him with a spinebuster. He follows right into the ENTER THE DARKSIDE, but The Dark Wolf gets into the ropes almost immediately.

RW: SwitchBlade almost sent Dark Wolf to the Darkside, but he got out before the champ got it fully locked in!

JC: That would have ended it for sure! Great escape by The Dark Wolf, saving himself for the time being!

SwitchBlade backs away and taunts The Dark Wolf to get up. The Dark Wolf does get up to his feet, very slowly, and SwitchBlade charges immediately. The Dark Wolf catches SwitchBlade with a spinebuster of his own, then turns to his back and does a kip up. SwitchBlade is up quickly, and The Dark Wolf hits him with a reverse neckbreaker.

JC: The Dark Wolf is firing up!

RW: Where does he find the strength?!

SwitchBlade gets up a little more slowly, and The Dark Wolf delivers a DDT.

RW: It's the CLASSIC COMEBACK!

JC: He's really rolling now!

The Dark Wolf pulls SwitchBlade to his feet and put him back down with a scoop slam. The crowd explodes in cheers and The Dark Wolf points to the top rope. The Dark Wolf staggers to the corner and ascends to the top rope.

JC: This could be the beginning of the end!

RW: Flying Elbow! He hits it!

The Dark Wolf springs back to his feet and jogs to the opposite corner, driven by the jubilant crowd. SwitchBlade staggers up and The Dark Wolf nails PERFECTION!

RW: The champ is down!

JC: Cover him, Wolf!

The Dark Wolf falls back first across SwitchBlade's chest and hooks the far leg.

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SwitchBlade kicks out!

JC: He got him! Did he get him?! No!

RW: I can't believe it! How did SwitchBlade withstand that flourish?!

JC: Was that all that The Dark Wolf had left in him?

RW: It better not be! This is his last match, win, lose, or draw. He's gotta give everything he has and more!

The Dark wolf pulls at his hair in frustration, certain that he had the match won. He jumps to his feet and pulls SwitchBlade up as well, quickly delivering a Russian leg sweep. Dark Wolf drags SwitchBlade up one more time and hits a vertical suplex. Both men are down now, and Sean Whitcomb begins another reluctant count.

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The Dark Wolf kips up.

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SwitchBlade gets to a knee, then springs to his feet and lunges at The Dark Wolf, hitting the challenger with a running STO. Realizing his positioning, The Dark Wolf grabs the bottom ropes with both hands (on either side of the turnbuckle) before SwitchBlade can even attempt a pin. SwitchBlade rolls out of the ring, trying to buy himself some time.

The Dark Wolf pulls himself to his feet and throws himself over the top rope with a cross body block to the outside, bringing SwitchBlade crashing down to the floor below.

RW: Look at The Dark Wolf fly!

JC: I've heard of pigs flying, but never Wolves! What a cross body plancha! Slingshot style, from the inside out!

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SwitchBlade uses the safety barrier at ringside to pull himself up to his feet.

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The Dark Wolf makes it up to his knees. SwitchBlade grabs the challenger in a headlock and "helps" him to his feet. The champion runs forward and drives The Dark Wolf's face into the padded floor. Switch stands and rolls into the ring.

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The Dark Wolf pushes himself to his feet and falls back against the retaining wall.

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Dark Wolf runs forward and dives into the ring. SwitchBlade stomps his foot in frustration and brings an elbow drop crashing down across The Dark Wolf's back.

JC: The Dark Wolf makes it back into the ring, but SwitchBlade is right back on the attack!

RW: SwitchBlade is in control now! I wonder if that cross body did more damage to Wolf than it did to Switch!

SwitchBlade drags The Dark Wolf up by the hair and hits the CRADLE PILEDRIVER.

RW: OH! The piledriver! SwitchBlade's going to survive again, Anthony!

AJ: Say what you will about the guy, he's proven to be a great champion, if a questionable human being.

JC: Can he make it into the cover? He's taken even more than he's given!

Very slowly, SwitchBlade crawls over and turns The Dark Wolf over. He hooks the near leg as he covers.

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The Dark Wolf lifts his free leg and drops his toe onto the bottom rope.

JC: Brilliant!

RW: That's the veteran presence of The Dark Wolf!

AJ: He keeps his title hopes and his shot to go out on top alive for the time being. Can he get back into the fight now?

SwitchBlade kneels up and pounds the mat in anger, mostly at himself. The champion stands up in the center of the ring and pulls down the straps of his singlet top, signaling for the end. The Dark Wolf crawls towards SwitchBlade and uses the champions legs and tights to get back to his feet.

RW: SwitchBlade's looking to end it!

The Dark Wolf makes a cutthroat gesture, then slaps SwitchBlade across the face.

JC: The Dark Wolf is defiant until the end!

SwitchBlade delivers a knee lift into the gut of The Dark Wolf and sets him in position for a powerbomb. The champion lifts the challenger and hits a second Deep Cut.

AJ: It's all over! The title! The career! It's all over!

Very slowly, SwitchBlade rolls himself over and crawls across The Dark Wolf. He hooks both legs as he looks to put the challenger away for good.

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The Dark Wolf gets a shoulder up AGAIN!

JC: Oh MY GOD! It's NOT OVER!

RW: What will it take?! There might be no stopping The Dark Wolf!

SwitchBlade stands and begins to yell at Sean Whitcomb about a slow count, which Whitcomb makes no attempt to deny as he just shrugs his shoulders. SwitchBlade shoves Sean.

RW: Take it easy, SwitchBlade! Stay focused!

The Dark Wolf kips up one more time.

JC: The Dark Wolf is up!

SwitchBlade turns around and The Dark Wolf goes for Perfection again. For the second time, SwitchBlade blocks The Dark Wolf's kick. SwitchBlade throws the leg to spin The Dark Wolf around one-eighty, then kicks him in the gut. SwitchBlade hoists The Dark Wolf to his shoulders, trying for a third Deep Cut of the match. The Dark Wolf floats out and lands on his feet behind SwitchBlade. The Dark Wolf quickly grabs SwitchBlade in an inverted facelock, catching him in the WOLF'S JAWS!

JC: Wolfs Jaws!

RW: The Dark Wolf catches him in the dragon sleeper!

The Dark Wolf sinks down to the mat, grounding SwitchBlade in the Wolf's Jaws. SwitchBlade thrashes his arms and legs around wildly, struggling in vain to free himself from the challenger's grip.

RW: This is it! The champion's going to sleep!

JC: The Dark Wolf is going to do it!

SwitchBlade's swinging limbs slow down and finally fall still. Feeling himself beginning to fade and no foreseeable mistake, SwitchBlade slaps The Dark Wolf's arm three times. The crowd jumps to their feet and erupts in cheers, nearly blowing the roof off of MetraPark Arena.

JC: SwitchBlade taps! He tapped out!

RW: After months atop the SFT, SwitchBlade has fallen once again to the Wolf's Jaws!

JC: I never thought I'd see the day when SwitchBlade would submit, not in a match of this magnitude!

RW: He gave The Dark Wolf everything he could handle and more, but the challenger would not be denied!

AJ: Congratulations, Dark Wolf. You're going out on top of the world.

Anthony Jesus stands up and removes his headset as The Dark Wolf releases his hold on SwitchBlade. "Plowed" hits the loudspeakers one last time as Robyn Byrne takes up her microphone.