City & Country Rabat, Morocco Arena Salle Moulay Abdellah Arena Commentators Randy White John Cartwright Johnny Legend Date 10/31/11 INTRO RW: HELLO EVERYONE and welcome to Hallowed Ground: Nightmare Exhibition! We are LIVE in Rabat, Morocco as the Afro-ca Tour starts off with a bang! With me as always is Johnny Cartwright and Johnny Legend. JL: Actually Randy, i've been thinking about something. I think you should call me Johnny, and Cartwright should be John. It's less confusing to the listeners. RW: Sure. You okay with that, John? JC: It's fine, as long as i'm still "The Midnight Delight". RW: Oy...anywho, we have a TON of great wrestling action tonight with four titles on the line PLUS the Women's Cup Battle Royal to start the show! JC: WOOHOO! JL: I'm most excited about the main event. Dawn finally gets her chance as she takes on Lionel Kingston. It oughta be a classic. RW: Well we won't know by just talking about it. Let's get this show started! Match Number One Miranda Reizeger vs. HenchWoman vs. Genevieve Kingston vs. Titania Artemisk vs. Dawn Lenore Artemisk vs. Serenity Corbyn vs. Miranda Steel vs. Kristin Cirio vs. Maiko Ando vs. Slutty Ninja (SFT Woman's Cup Battle Royal) RW: Alright Folks. This is how a Pay Per view should start. We have a Ten Woman Battle Royal right here at the start of Hallowed Ground here on Halloween Night! JC: Hey, Where did Legend go? RW: I don't know he was just right here. JC: Spooky. Disappearing announcers, I hope you're next. RW: Likewise Buddy... wait, what's this? The StrikeTron Flashes as The Cold Song begins to play, We see The Door to Director Wilde's office. RW: Finally, are we going to see this guy? JC: Hey, maybe it's Legend! RW: I doubt it, but then again, he is not here... The office door opens and the camera shows a golden ball cage filled with Shiny pumpkin shaped balls. Dirk Roman suddenly appears onstage at the top of the ramp with a mic, wearing a glittery orange suit, covered in shiny gold pumpkins. JC: Crap. RW: Let's get some answers... I am as confused as an infant in a topless bar. Dirk: Good evening Ladies and Gentleman and may I say Happy Halloween! The crowd cheers. Dirk: As you may have noticed there is a ball cage on that big screen there. Also, that it is in Director Wilde's office. Say hello director Wilde. A Hand pops on screen and waves to the crowd. RW: Oh bull. JC: I bet it is Legend. Dirk: Our Honorable Creative Director will be randomly picking pumpkins from the ball cage as the match progresses. the opponents will then come out in sixty second intervals via the clock on that screen. JC: What clock? Dirk: Hey, backstage guys, clock. A sixty second timer appears in bright orange at the top left of the StrikeTron. JC: Oh. Dirk: That's better. Now before we kick this thing off, I bet some of you are wondering where on earth Johnny Legend has gone. No, I didn't kidnap him. He is right here. Miseria Cantare hits as Johnny Legend and Referee's Allen Kain and Fred Daily enter wearing orange and black Halloween themed referee shirts. They head down to the ring and surround it on three sides, leaving the ramp side open for entrants. Dirk: See I needed lots of referee's to make sure we cover all sides, so when feet touch the floor, there are no questions asked. I thought my old friend Johnny Legend was especially qualified for this job, and Director Wilde Agreed. A Thumbs up appears on the screen. RW: Well, that solves that mystery. JC: I still think it's him. RW: Good grief. Dirk: So without further adieu... Director Wilde opens the top of the cage and pulls out two shiny gold pumpkins, he twists them in his hands and crushed them like fortune cookies into gold dust and two pieces of curled paper, he lifts the first one to the screen. Dirk: Serenity Corbyn! Only Happy When It Rains by garbage hits as Serenity runs past Dirk down to the ring and await her opponent. The other paper is revealed on screen. Dirk: Dawn Lenore Artemisk! It's a Sin by the Pet shop Boys plays as Dawn comes out, hugs Dirk and runs to the ring, as she slides under the ropes the bell rings and the timer begins to count down. Shimmers of gold are seen on the screen as Wilde breaks open another pumpkin. Serenity goes straight for Dawn as she slides in the ring and baseball slides right into her face. She picks dawn up by her hair and Dawn delivers a kempa soma, before Dawn has a chance to capitalize the timer hits zero and the next name is revealed. Dirk: Miranda Reizeger! RW: Holy hell, this is going so fast I can't keep up with it. JC: Basically Serenity kicked Dawn, Dawn jabbed her in the throat now Miranda comes out. RW: Thanks. Remember the name by Fort Minor hits as Miranda makes a bee line for the ring, going straight for Dawn. She and Serenity seem to be teaming up on Dawn. RW: Looks like Miranda is making good on her promise to bring it to Dawn, but interestingly enough, she is working with Serenity. JC: I think everyone wants to take out the number one contender for the SFT title early. RW: Or at least make her match later a living hell! Miranda and Serenity lay boots to Dawn and drag her to the ropes, as they are trying to push her over, the timer runs out and the next name is shown. Dirk: Miranda Steel! Fuckin' Perfect by Pink hits as the 'other' Miranda runs down the ramp. As she slides in she knocks all three women back into the ring. Miranda S goes after Miranda R, as Serenity and Dawn continue to duke it out mid ring. JC: Those two Miranda's are killing each other, this is hot! RW: But you admit, it's not the lingerie match you thought it would be. JC: No, this is brutal. Miranda R begins pressing Miranda S's throat to the top rope as Dawn tries to hook a sleeper hold on Serenity, the clock hits zero. Dirk: Maiko Ando! Maiko Ando's music hits as she rushes to the ring, she slides under the ropes and into the waiting hands of Dawn, Serenity has changed targets to Miranda R, Miranda S rushes to Dawn who has Maiko in a headlock, Miranda S grabs her legs and they throw her over the top rope with force. Referee Johnny Legend makes the call. Eliminated. The clock stops again. Dirk: Slutty Ninja! I cant believe I just said that. As Maiko Ando makes her way back up the ramp Slutty Ninja rushes by knocking her down. Dawn and Miranda S Have gone back to fighting. Slutty Ninja enters the ring and attacks Serenity and Miranda R. They double team her and knock her out of the ring quick. She is irate. Legend offers to help escort her backstage. She slaps him and stomps up the ramp. RW: Talk about fast. Two contenders eliminated in quick succession via teamwork. I certainly didn't expect teamwork from these girls. JC: I think they realize they don't want the ring to fill up, its hard enough focusing on three other competitors. RW: Did you just say something intelligent. JC: Somebody has to. RW:... The Clock ends again. Dirk: Henchwoman! RW: Here is where I expect teamwork. JC: You mean Axis cheating. This Shit Will fuck You Up by Combichrist hits and Henchwoman makes her way to the ring carefully choosing how to enter. JC: What's she waiting for? RW: Remember the new clock doesn't start until she enters the ring. Referee Allen Kain begins a ten count. Dirk: Now ref, there are no count outs here. But Michelle, I must insist you get in the ring, or I will have Legend throw you in. Henchwoman scowls at Dirk, Legend approaches to make sure she gets in, she begins to climb in the ring. Reizeger kicks her in the gut through the ropes knocking her backwards onto Johnny Legend. RW: That does not count as an elimination, as she had not yet entered the ring and did not go over the top rope. JC: But... But... she is sitting on Legends face! RW: Good God. JC: Why can't I be the special guest referee? Henchwoman gets off a smiling Johnny Legend and enters the ring. She heads straight for Miranda R as she is exchanging blows with Dawn now. She grabs Miranda and delivers a hip toss, she looks at Dawn, the two smile and go to work on Miranda. The clock ends again. Dirk: Titania Artemisk! My Monkey by Marilyn Manson hits as Titania Saunters Down to the ring rather than run, realizing now, the clock will wait for her. She puts the moves on Johnny Legend to keep from entering the ring, but Dawn and Henchwoman slide under the ropes and begin laying blows to her face and kicks to the abdomen. Legend tells them to get it back in the ring, as another ref approaches Dawn kicks Legend in the balls and she and Henchwoman roll Titania in the ring and get back in. JC: Maybe I don't want to be a guest referee. RW: Ouch. Really. Six women fight in the ring as the clock counts down. Steel takes on Serenity as Reizeger takes on Dawn and Henchwoman takes care of Titania. Titania obviously trying to get to her sister hits Henchwoman in the nose with an elbow to the face, blood gushes from the previously broken nose. RW: Oh God, That nose was already broken. I think Henchwoman may pass out. the clock stops. JC: No time for that Dirk: Kristin Cirio! Cherry Lips by Garbage hits as Cirio rushes to the ring, she steps over Henchwoman and starts landing hits to Dawn. Henchwoman gets up visibly pissed and bleeding. Titania and Henchwoman see Reizeger and Steel trying to throw Corbyn over the top rope and Cirio laying boots to Dawn in the corner. They both head straight for Cirio. They grab her by either Arm, allow Dawn to get up, deliver the kemps soma, then they drive Cirio backwards into the mat. The three then pick her up and toss her out of the ring. RW: More unbelievable teamwork. Titania just re-broke Henchwomans nose, then they team up to save Dawn and eliminate Cirio. JC: They both love Dawn, I think that was more important at the time. RW: I bet Henchwoman is not ready to forgive that nose though. The three then head to the two Mirandas and Corbyn and begin to brawl. The clock stops. RW: Only one person left. Dirk: Genevieve Kingston! Afterlife by Avenged Sevenfold hits as Genevieve heads to the ring. JC: Lucky to be in last. She is fresh and ready to go. RW: Tell that to Kristin Cirio. Genevieve enters the ring. Dawn see's her and gets a creepy smile on her face. Her and Henchwoman head over to Kingston and start putting the boots to her. Dawn whips Kingston into the ropes and delivers a flying kick to the abdomen, Genevieve doubles over. Henchwoman heads over and picks her back up. Dawn lands a spinning heel kick to the face driving Genevieve over the top rope, hitting the ground with a sickening thud. The referees help her up and to the back. Titania and Dawn turn and get a running close-line from Titania and Serenity, as the two Mirandas fight in the opposite corner. RW: Well, I'd say that was a message from Dawn to Lionel. JC: Yeah she said she would beat up Lionels's mom. RW: She is not his mom darn it, that is his wife. JC: Isn't that just as bad? RW: Yes, but I wanted to clear that up. Genevieve is a beautiful, YOUNG, woman, who is married to Lionel Kingston. JC: Why? RW: Just watch the damn match. Titania and Henchwoman are at each other throats near the ropes, Dawn has just temporarily laid out serenity, she see's the two, and runs at them double close-lining them both over the top rope. Henchwoman is stunned. Titania is not done, she hits Henchwoman from behind, They continues fighting out of the ring while Legend tries to break it up and get them backstage. JC: Dawn eliminated her own team mate and her sister! RW: She saw an opportunity and she took it, in this business that's what you have to do. JC: But, they were helping her! RW: They had to go sometime Johnny, she was just cleaning house. JC: I don't think Dawn ever cleans her house. RW: Well folks we are down to the final four. This has been a hell of a Pay Per View and the first match isn't even over yet. Dawn heads for the two Miranda's, she breaks them up and begins hitting Steel with knife edge chops, Corbyn grabs Reizeger from behind and lands a snap suplex. She begins laying boots to Reizeger who grabs the leg and pulls Corbyn down hard. She climbs on top and lays multiple closed fists to Corbyns face. Meanwhile Steel lands a lariat take-down on Dawn and begins dragging her toward the ropes. Reizeger gets Corbyn up and Corbyn begins to fight back, Reizeger headbutts her in the face lifts her legs over her head spins around and lands a Death Valley Driver that send Corbyn out of the ring with wicked force. RW: Oh My God! The crowd begins a holy shit! chant while Reizeger catches her breath. Steel is trying to get Dawn over the top rope. Reizeger makes her way to the two and Helps push Dawn over, the two begin fighting, not noticing Dawn has held on and slipped back into the ring. Dawn waits crouched in the corner. Reizeger drops Steel with a gorilla press slam and Dawn launches forward delivering a battering ram to Reizeger and flipping her over the top rope. irate Reizeger is forced to leave the ring area. JC: I thought Dawn was out there for sure. RW: Both feet must touch the floor. She caught Miranda off guard and she is not happy about that. JC: If not for Dawn, she may have had this match won, I see some retribution in Dawns future. RW: In her immediate future all I see is Miranda Steel. Dawn picks up Steel and delivers an Enzuigiri. Steel grabs the back of her head but does not fall, Dawn delivers a jumping high kick sending Miranda over the top rope, but she grabs on and slips right back under the bottom rope without ever coming close to touching the floor. JC: Holy Crap She's a Ninja! Steel lunges forward to a celebrating Dawn. and pushes her into the ropes. As dawn gets a grip facing the ropes, Steel swings around and lands a leg on the back of the neck driving Dawns throat into the rope. Dawn drops down, steel goes to pick her up and Dawn delivers the Suteki Da Ne. Steel drops and Dawn delivers the Kempa Soma. Both women clasp their throats and fight for breath. RW: All this for a cup? JC: Hey, so why does a low blow bring a woman down? Do you thing Steel has balls? RW: she has balls alright. They both do, but not the kind you're thinking. A punch to the pelvic bone could hurt anybody in theory, but I wouldn't know. JC: I think she has balls. Dawn gets up first. As Steel begins to stagger up, Dawn climbs the turnbuckle. RW: What the hell is she doing? Steel stands and turns and Dawn delivers a moonsault. JC: Apocalypse Omega! RW: What a ballsy move indeed. As Dawn is getting up Steel jumps up and delivers a scissors kick. She then climbs the top rope and delivers a 450 degree frog splash. RW: They both went up top! In an over the top rope challenge! JC: They must be crazy! RW: Or Genius, who knows?! Steel drags Dawn to the ropes, instead of trying to put her over she puts her leg up on the bottom rope, then lands an elbow on her knee. Dawn grimaces in pain. Steel grabs the injured leg and twists Dawn applying a single leg boston crab. Dawn screams in pain, but does not tap. RW: what the hell, there are no submissions in this match? JC: I think she is doing this just for fun. Steel lets go of the hold a creepy smile on her face, she lifts Dawn, Irish whips her into the ropes, Dawn bounces off and is caught by Steel who uses the momentum to lift Dawn up shooting her over the opposite ropes. Dawn hits the floor and the bell rings. Legend helps Dawn up the Ramp. Miranda Steels Music Hits. RW: Well folks, this was one hell of an opening match. JC: Yeah and... Dirk Roman: Congratulations Miranda Steel on winning the first SFT Women's Cup. I am pleased to inform you that Director Wilde himself will be presenting you with this prestigious award in a grand ceremony at the next Titans. RW: Wow, you heard it folks, next week we will finally meet the illusive Director Wilde! JC: I can't wait. I still bet it's Legend. RW: -glares- JC: What? RW: OK, up next we have another elimination match, this time five men in the ring, no waiting. JC: I wonder if Dirk will wear that pumpkin suit? RW: You never know, but here comes Johnny Legend. JL: That was awesome! JC: Even the part where you got hit in the balls? JL: You're just jealous. JC: Yeah. RW: Well stick around Johnny, we got a lot more SFT action to come. JL/JC: OK! RW: Kill me now. Winner: Miranda Steel via last woman standing EVERYBODY HATES THIS SEGMENT Lionel Kingston is seen walking through the back, his title on his shoulder. He notices a random staff member standing there and decides to talk to him. Lion: You're security of some kind, right? Random: Yeah. It's my job to make sure the fan population is kept out and doesn't enter unannounced. Lion: I have a question... Random: Yeah? Lion: Do you like me? Random: Not even the least bit. Lion's shoulders shrink down. His head slumps and he frowns. He continues walking, eventually running into Barry Straight and Rene Soge. Lion: Hey guys! Barry: Hey. Rene: Hello. Lion: Can I ask you something? Barry/Rene: We don't like you. Lion's eyes grow wide. He slowly walks away. Barry pulls out a radio and Rene presses the play button. EVERYBODY HAAAAAATES LION... Match Number Two Troy Spencer vs. Adrian Tanner, Jr. vs. Ben Zenith vs. Emerson Embry vs. Dirk Roman (Five Way Elimination Match) The camera cuts to Robyn at ringside. Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is a five way elimination match. "Savior" by Rise Against hits the speakers and Troy Spencer walks out on to the stage, the lights taking a crimson hue as they shine down on him. He smiles a bit, excited to be able to compete on such a stage, but appears far more intense and focused than cheerful and happy as he strides down to the ring. Robyn: First making his way to the ring, from Charlotte, North Carolina and weighing in at 255 pounds, he is the "Carolina Wildcat"...TROY SPENCER! Troy slaps few front row hands along the ramp before walking over to the stairs and stepping up them, wiping his boots on the apron before stepping into the ring. He then goes right to his corner and stretches in preparation for the match as his music fades. RW: This match is going to be very interesting to watch. We've got a mix of newcomers and seasoned professionals all trying to gain a win. JL: And this guy Troy could do it. I read that he was a collegiate wrestler at Davidson College down in North Carolina before a shoulder injury sidelined him from competition, and his chain wrestling abilities could prove to be a valuable asset. JC: But it takes more than pure athleticism to make it in SFT. The house lights dim to black and spliced footage from Metal Gear Solid III: Snake Eater appears on the screen. Revolver Ocelot: Hold it right there, traitor. Let's find out just how lucky you are. Ocelot reveals a bullet for his revolver. He loads the bullet. Ocelot: Watch closely. Ocelot takes out two more revolvers. Ocelot: One of these three guns has a single bullet in it. I'm going to pull the trigger six times in a row. Are you ready? Ocelot juggles the three guns. Each time he pulls a trigger, Sokolov winces. The fifth time a trigger is pulled, Sokolov pisses his pants. Ocelot: Looks like your luck hasn't run out yet. The sixth time, the gun fires and the screen shatters into a million pieces as "Honor" by Atreyu booms through the speakers. Loud fireworks explode from the stage as the song kicks in and Adrian Tanner Jr stands in the middle of the stage, arms out to his side and head covered by the hood of his ring jacket. Red and white spotlights illuminate the stage as his song plays through the PA. The red spotlights make a circle through the crowd while the white spotlights pulse in tune with the music for a very dizzying effect, as the Arizona Assassin makes his way down the ramp. Robyn: And his opponent, from Tucson, Arizona and weighing in at 225 pounds, "The Arizona Assassin"...ADRIAN TANNER JR! Tanner walks down the ramp towards the ring, slapping hands with a few fans before he pulls the jacket off as he slides under the ropes. He mounts the nearest turnbuckle and makes a gun motion with his left hand. He cocks the "guns", "fires" then jumps down and begins his pre-match warmup opposite of Spencer as his music fades as well. RW: Impressive entrance for our other newcomer, Adrian Tanner Jr. JC: That's the other thing you need to make it in SFT, Randy. Charisma, and this guy is just OOZING with it. He really made a statement, and he hasn't even applied a single wrestling hold. JL: But Tanner is no stranger to the wrestling ring, John. A light heavyweight phenomenon, Tanner has been in many other companies in the past, and has literally dozens of championships with his name on them. RW: And now he's in SFT, and this is where the big boys come to play. JC: That line was so cheesy. JL: I thought it was pretty Gouda. RW: Guys, guys, let it Brie already. "Amazing" by Kanye West (featuring Young Jeezy) plays and soon Ben Zenith comes out to the stage. He pumps up the crowd to a complete frenzy. He poses to the crowd by throwing a hammer like punch in the center of the stage & kneeling on one knee. As he does this, sudden bursts of pyro shoot up, beginning from the entrance ramp and ending in the ring area in a domino like affect while getting bigger and stronger on each burst until it hits the huge pyro blasts that emits simultaneously from the ceiling & the four ring posts. Robyn: And their opponent, from Los Angeles, California and weighing in at 280 pounds, "The Dark Marauder"...BEN ZENITH! Zenith enters the ring & climbs the second turnbuckle to pose to the crowd as they both cheer and boo him. Ben hops down and stares at both Tony and Adrian, a malicious smile on his face as the music fades. RW: And there he is, the big man of the match. Ben Zenith doesn't exactly have the greatest record in SFT, but his raw aggression and primal instincts pose a serious threat to his opponents. JL: Fun fact, Zenith also has an amateur wrestling background, but I don't imagine him getting in an offensive starting position anytime soon. JC: How do you know so much about these guys? JL: Because unlike you John, I actually do my research before coming in to work. JC: HEY! I do research too. JL: Oh yeah? So your method must involve looking in every bottle of Jack Daniels. JC: Randy, make him stop! RW: Uhh...oh look, here comes another guy! Sure enough, "The Beer Song" by Psychostik plays as Emerson steps out from behind the curtain. He makes his way to the ring, throwing bottles of Gatorade to the fans as they chug them and smile and yell for more. Robyn: And their opponent, from Baytown, Texas and weighing in at 240 pounds...EMERSON EMBRY! Emerson walks up the steps after tossing his last bottle and steps into the ring as his music fades too. By now all four corners are filled with wrestlers all looking at one another in anticipation of beating the snot out of each other. As Emerson's music fades Zenith gets antsy and charges towards Embry, but referee Allen Kain warns him to hold off until the bell rings. RW: Looks like Ben wants to get this match going already. JC: If I had to choose between being in a ring with a bear, or being in a ring with Ben Zenith, I think i'd take the bear. JL: That's stupid. JC: Hey, at least I can play dead with a bear. Ben would just tear my body to pieces. RW: It looked like he was going to do just that with Emerson. JL: He may be no superman, but Emerson sure is a target! Suddenly, "Survivalism" by Nine Inch Nails blasts from the speakers as the lights flash a devilishly good looking purple. Dirk passes through the curtain and makes his way to the ring as the crowd cheers him on. He blows kisses at the crowd. Robyn: And their opponent, from East Sussex, England and weighing in at 220 pounds, he is "The Prince of Pain"...DIRK ROMAN! Dirk climbs up the steps and enters the ring. He walks over to the Eastern side of the ring wearing a glittery Purple Fur coat. Dirk removes his coat with a flourish, spraying fans with glitter. Revealing - a pair of sparkly black ring shorts, Ring boots, and Black leather elbow and knee pads with a shining purple D on their centers. His ribs are revealed to be covered in a mosaic of cryptic tattoo's. He hands his coat over to a worker and blows him a kiss. As his music fades he looks on at the other four members with a foxy smile on his face. JC: I don't like the look on Dirk's face. He's up to no good. RW: You always say that, John. JC: And usually i'm right! JL: Dirk may be the more obtuse of the five, but he's also had arguably the most success in SFT so far. Heck, he's the right hand man of Director Wilde. RW: And don't forget his ties to The Axis, the most powerful group in SFT. JC: It all adds up to a conspiracy to overthrow the company! I just KNOW it is! RW: Just call the damn match, John. Allan Kain goes over to each wrestler and talks to them about ring placement. A few seconds later an agreement is made as Dirk, Ben, and Adrian go to their respective ring corners and stand on the ring apron leaving Emerson and Troy to start in the ring. JC: Uhh...what's going on? JL: It's a different version of the five way match. Instead of everyone fighting in the ring at once, two men start out and they can tag in anyone they want to replace them. Then those guys can tag whoever they want, and it keeps going until one man is left the winner. JC: Oh...well I knew that, I was just asking for Randy's sake. RW: HEY! Kain calls for the bell. It rings, and right away Troy and Emerson go into a collar-and-elbow tie up. Right away Spencer is able to land a wrist lock takedown on Emerson followed by a hammerlock submission on the ground. JL: WOAH! Blink and you missed! Emerson quickly pulls himself over to the ropes and drapes his other arm over it. Kain gives Troy the count to break the hold. Kain: 1, Troy lets go and waits for Emerson to get back up. Embry shakes the pain off his wrist and goes into another tie up with Spencer. This time Emerson is able to swing behind Troy, but Spencer drops down and catches Embry in a drop toe hold before rolling over to his head and applying a front headlock. Spencer squeezes around Emerson's neck and Kain warns him about potential choking. It's a moot point however as Emerson thinks ahead, lifts his legs up and rams Troy into the nearest turnbuckle causing him to release the headlock. Emerson rubs the back of his neck before delivering a couple chops to Spencer's chest to slow him down. Zenith looks itching to get in the ring, but the rules force him on the apron as Emerson whips Troy into the opposite turnbuckle. Embry charges forward and hits a running clothesline that knocks the air out of Troy. Spotting Dirk at the corner, Emerson tags him in and Roman takes his place while Embry has a rest. JL: The key to these kind of matches is to make sure you're not too worn out by the end. Frequent tagging will help keep your stamina up. RW: Very true, and I wouldn't be surprised if an alliance or two were made in order to secure the final two. JC: I just wanna see Ben destroy everyone. RW: Insightful as always. Roman continues where Emerson left off by chopping Troy in the chest a couple times himself. He then pulls Spencer to the center of the ring and connects with a suplex before making a cover. Kain: 1...2... Troy kicks out. Dirk keeps on him with a knee to the lower back followed by a pulling of the neck and waist while digging the knee further into his back. Troy cries out, but doesn't give up. Dirk gets bored of bending and moves on to twisting as he grabs hold of Troy's legs and twists his lower body into a Boston crab submission. Spencer starts to crawl over to the ropes, and eventually he makes it before feeling the urge to tap. Kain: 1,2,3, Dirk lets go and steps back a bit to view his work. Satisfied, Roman pulls Troy up and whips him across the ropes. Dirk runs forward and goes for a flying forearm, but Troy manages to duck the attack and leaps towards the nearest person he can tag...Ben Zenith. RW: Oooooh, boy. Here he comes. JC: WOOHOO! Once Ben is tagged he doesn't hesitate to push Troy aside and charge towards an unsuspecting Dirk still recovering from the missed forearm. Zenith clobbers him with a clothesline to the back of the neck and follows it up by stomping on her back repeatedly until Kain is forced to intervene and pull him back. JL: Christ, somebody put a restraining collar on that man! Zenith pushes Kain aside and lifts Dirk back up. He shows off his martial art side by grabbing Dirk into a clinch and landing a couple knee strikes to the abdomen. The wind knocked out of him, Dirk falls into Ben's hands before being lifted up and dropped with a backbreaker. Zenith covers Dirk. Kain: 1...2... Dirk kicks out. Ben sits Dirk up and drives an elbow into the side of his neck once, twice, three times before getting him back up. He then carries Roman to a corner turnbuckle for his next move, but Adrian Tanner Jr has other plans in mind as he slaps Ben's shoulder for the impromptu tag. RW: And it looks like Adrian wants a piece of the action. JC: Did he just force Ben to tag out? That moron's going to get himself killed! JL: As long as Dirk doesn't tag Ben back in, he's safe...for the moment. Tanner leaps over to the ropes as Ben looks on in confusion. Kain informs him of the tag and Ben looks ready to rip someone's head off. He's forced into the apron while Adrian grabs Dirk and pulls him into an arm drag followed by an arm lock. Adrian pulls on the arm while Dirk's fans cheer him on. The motivation proves to be effective as Dirk starts to get back on his feet. Tanner Jr. tries to hold on, but soon Roman is back on his feet and he clotheslines Adrian to the ground. Dirk takes a second to catch his breath, but Adrian is already up within half a second. Dirk stalls him with a side kick to the gut, then runs the ropes and lands a swinging neckbreaker. Instead of going for the cover Dirk crawls over to Troy and tags him in. RW: And now we have the two newcomers facing each other. Troy enters the ring while Dirk takes a much needed break. He helps Adrian to his feet and whips him into the ropes. On the way back Troy ducks down looking for a back body drop, but Adrian leapfrogs over Troy, springboards off the ropes and lands a tornado DDT that excites the crowd. JL: And look at that! There's the high flying action we can expect from Adrian Tanner Jr! JC: It's a shame that Ben has to rip him to shreds. RW: Why don't you put another track on your mind for once? Adrian waits for Troy to get up before knocking him back down with a dropkick. Tanner Jr. points out the empty corner turnbuckle and climbs it to the top. Once Spencer is back up, Adrian leaps and connects with a diving hurricarana into a pin. Kain: 1...2... Troy kicks out. Tanner doesn't hesitate to lift up Troy and hoist him over his head in a fireman's carry position, but Spencer decides to not get hit with another move and he drives an elbow into the side of Adrian's head a few times until he finally lets go. Upon landing back on his feet, Troy grabs hold of Adrian and hits an overhead belly to belly suplex. Adrian tries to get up as fast as he can, but his quickness only allows him to get caught from behind by Troy where he can wrap his hands behind Tanner Jr.'s neck and drop him with a dragon suplex pin. Kain: 1...2.... Adrian still kicks out! Troy, now seeing that Adrian is in near defeat, turns to Zenith and walks over to him. RW: Uh oh. JC: This is like calling the executioner to flip the switch. JL: Better get out of there, Adrian. Sure enough, Troy tags in Ben and Zenith enters the ring with pleasure. Ben lifts up Adrian and knocks him away with a spinning back fist. While dazed, Zenith lifts Adrian over his head and carries him around for the fans to see. He goes for The Zenith Hammer, but Adrian is somehow able to slip off of Ben's grasp and land on his feet. Ben, not expecting something like this to happen, also doesn't expect Adrian to run, springboard off the ropes once again and knock Zenith off his feet with a high angled dropkick. Adrian pumps himself up for the fans as he gestures for Ben to get up. When he does Tanner Jr. goes for his finishing move, a reverse STO facebuster he calls The Revolver, when Troy suddenly appears from behind, grabs him and drops him with a dead-lift german suplex. Kain yells at Troy to get back on the apron, and Spencer does so, his job already done. RW: Well that was uncalled for. JC: Uncalled for? That was great! JL: Perhaps Troy is trying to get on Zenith's good side. And for good reason, I imagine. Ben, noting Adrian back on the ground, doesn't wait to lift Tanner Jr. up over his head and drop him with The Zenith Hammer. He goes for the cover. Kain: 1...2...3! Ben pushes Adrian aside and looks at the others to see who is next in line. Robyn: Adrian Tanner Jr. has been eliminated! While Tanner rolls out of the ring, Emerson decides to step in and face the behemoth. RW: And much to my surprise, it looks like Emerson is going to enter now. JL: It's no surprise to me, Randy. Emerson has a ton of heart, and he'll take on any challenge, even one as big as Ben. Ben, wanting to get his hands on Emerson since the start, charges towards him with death in his eyes. But Emerson side steps the frontal assault and kicks Zenith in the ribs. He kicks him again, and even a third time before knocking him into the ropes with a strong right hand. Emerson pulls Ben from the ropes and connects with a suplex. He then goes over to Ben's legs and applies a figure four leg lock submission. RW: Look at Emerson go! JL: I guess the break really helped. Emerson puts more pressure on the hold while Ben frantically reaches for the nearest rope he can grab. After a minute with no rope in close proximity, Ben resorts to using his full strength by rocking Emerson back and forth until he flips him over Ben now applies the pressure. Emerson releases the hold and gets back to his feet. Ben tries to as well, but one leg buckles due to the effectiveness of the leg lock. Emerson goes over to Ben and pulls him up before dragging him over to Dirk's corner. He tags him in, and the two get together to land a double suplex on Ben. JC: HEY! That was uncalled for! RW: And the pot continues to call the kettle black. JC: This isn't about cooking, Randy. It's about wrestling! JL: In a way this has turned into somewhat of a tag match with Dirk and Emerson siding with each other while Troy assisted Ben earlier. RW: I had a feeling this would happen. Roman gets Ben up, grabs him by the head and drops him with a reverse bulldog. He goes for the pin. Kain: 1...2... Ben kicks out. Dirk keeps him down with a punch to the face before getting back up and climbing the nearest turnbuckle. Once he gets to the top Roman leaps off and lands a diving elbow right to the heart of the problem. Dirk covers and hooks the leg. Kain: 1...2... Zenith kicks out once more. Dirk picks up Ben by his hair, runs him over to the ropes, leaps over the top, and drive Ben's throat into the top rope. Zenith clutches his throat and gets back up. He attempts to make his way over to Spencer, but Roman's not through with him yet. Dirk gets up on the apron, springs off the ropes, and on the way back in catches Ben in a sunset flip pin. Kain: 1...2... Ben drives his legs into the sides of Dirk's head allowing him to break the fall. Dirk gets back up and tries to get his hands on Ben once more, but Zenith is close enough to slap Spencer's arm making him the legal man. RW: And Ben survives Dirk's assault...for now. Dirk doesn't even give Troy a chance to get in the ring as he smashes him in the face with a running knee. Roman pulls Spencer out of the apron and lands an inverted atomic drop followed by a double knee facebreaker. Dirk takes the dazed Troy over to an empty turnbuckle, and with all the strength he can muster he body slams Troy into the turnbuckle allowing him to be in the perfect tree of woe position. JL: I think Dirk's looking to send a message to Ben. Dirk walks over to the turnbuckle perpendicular to Troy's position and climbs it to the top. He takes a deep breath, leaps, and connects with a flying headbutt from pillar to post right into Spencer's crotch. JC: OW! That move should be banned! RW: While I can't state the legality of that move, I can admire its effectiveness. Troy falls face first on the mat. Dirk rubs his head before rolling Troy over and making the pin. Kirk: 1...2...3! Dirk shoves Troy aside and shakes his head while getting back to his feet. RW: Message sent! Robyn: Troy Spencer has been eliminated! Dirk gets to his feet and looks over at Ben. Zenith mutters a few explicit words in his direction, but doesn't look willing to enter the ring. RW: Dirk wants Ben in the ring, but Zenith doesn't appear to want the same. JC: I don't blame him. He was in there a long time, and he needs his rest. Dirk's being a jerk. RW: A jerk? He's trying to win a match! JC: In the jerkiest way possible. JL: You're right, Randy. Most of what he says DOES become white noise by this point. RW: It was only a matter of time, Johnny. Roman walks over to Ben and tells him to get in the ring. Ben tells Kain to have Dirk step back. With hesitation Roman does so. Ben puts one foot in the ring and looks ready to enter when suddenly Emerson grabs Roman from behind and hits a back suplex. RW: Emerson with the back suplex! JC: HA! Brilliant! JL: I know that there are no real alliances in this match, but I really didn't expect that from Emerson. RW: I don't think Ben did either. Zenith grins and steps back on the apron while Emerson goes to work on Dirk. He picks Roman up, puts him between his legs and drops him with a piledriver. He makes a cover. Kain: 1...2... Dirk kicks out. Emerson lifts Roman up once more and this time takes him down with a spinebuster. Another pin. Kain: 1...2... And another kick out. Emerson gets up, turns to Ben and decks him with a right hand before going back to Dirk. RW: And Emerson caught Ben sleeping on the job. JC: How can Emerson do something smart AND something stupid in the span of thirty seconds? JL: Emerson's a hard guy to read. Embry gets behind Dirk, grabs him by the head and pulls him into reverse DDT position, but Roman relies on his "unique" ring presence by using his free hand to cup Emerson's family jewels. Emerson pulls Dirk off of him in disgust, and this allows Roman to run the ropes and deck Emerson with the flying forearm he was looking for earlier. Roman gets up, goes over to Emerson and stands over his head. Dirk looks to the fans, then points at Ben before running the ropes on both sides and dropping an elbow on Emerson's head. RW: Elbow of despair from Dirk! JC: Oh no...oh no oh no oh no! JL: What? What's wrong? JC: You'll see. Sure enough, Dirk smirks as he puts a hand in his tights and pulls out a handful of shiny glitter. He looks ready to apply it to Emerson, but instead he lobs the glitter right in Ben's direction. A blinded Zenith hops down from the apron as glitter covers his face and chest. JC: BEN! That's not fair! Disqualify Dirk, ref! RW: Last I checked glitter wasn't an illegal object. JL: I like it! It's like throwing a party every match. JC: He threw it into HIS EYES! JL: Party pooper. With Ben off the apron, Dirk is able to use the turnbuckle to climb to the top, await an unsuspecting Roman to get to his feet, and then connect with a missile dropkick off the top. He covers Emerson. Kain: 1...2...3! Dirk, looking exhausted, raises a single arm up to celebrate another pinfall. Robyn: Emerson Embry has been eliminated! RW: Dirk Roman and Ben Zenith are the final two! JC: Come on, Ben. You've got him! He has nothing left. JL: I gotta admit, Dirk doesn't look too good. RW: And Ben looks pissed. Ben slides back in the ring, and like a predator to its prey, he stalks the fallen Dirk. Roman gets back up, but Ben has him right where he wants him. He kicks Dirk in the gut, then runs the ropes and drops Roman with a Hammer kick. He rolls Roman on his back and covers him. Kain: 1...2... But Dirk kicks out. Ben lifts Dirk up, lifts him over his head and drops him with a brainbuster. JC: Goodnight, Dirk. Ben covers Roman and hooks the leg. Kain: 1...2... Roman kicks out again. Zenith gets to his feet and looks at Dirk like he's some kind of freak. JC: WHAT? RW: No goodnight for Dirk just yet. A much more frustrated Ben grabs Dirk, stares death into his eyes, and sets him up for a lightning spiral. He goes for the twist, but Roman is able to flip, land on his feet, and grab Ben for a cradle pin. Kain: 1...2...3! Ben kicks out at 3.1 seconds, but it's not enough and Dirk slides out of the ring a winner. Zenith, now on his knees, looks at Dirk with a shocked expression on his face. RW: Holy cow! JL: That roll up came out of nowhere and it scored Dirk the big win! JC: So damn lucky... Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...DIRK ROMAN! RW: And Dirk gains an impressive win here tonight. JL: You gotta believe that the boys in the back are gonna look in Dirk's favor after this amazing performance. Winner: Dirk Roman via pinfall STEEL LIKE TENSION RW: Before we continue on with the show, Amanda Summers has something for us backstage. Amanda? We cut to the backstage where see Amanda Summers. She looks a little weirded out. Amanda Summers: Well I thought that I had a interview right now, but... We hear a horrible sound of a beat down occurring off camera. We turn around to see Trent Steel beating the hell out of Ataxia while Miranda Steel is trying to pull him off of Ataxia. Trent kicks Ataxia in the side of the head sending him down to the floor. He grabs Ataxia and slams his head into the concrete. Trent Steel: Stay! Away! From! MIRANDA! Miranda Steel: Dad! What the f**k! Stop it! Ataxia looks up with his nose bleeding through the mask. He turns to Trent and motions to hit him again. Ataxia: You're cute when you're angry. Trent lunges at Ataxia. Ataxia drop toe holds him into the concrete. Ataxia gets up and finds a road box. He pulls out a wrench and turns to Trent smiling. Miranda gets in between him. Ataxia stops. He looks at Trent and at the wrench. Trent Steel: She's too good for you ya little shit! Ataxia lets out a guttural roar. Ataxia: YOU'RE RIGHT!!! Miranda is shocked but still stands her ground as Trent gets up. He's a bit shocked at the reaction to. Ataxia drops the wrench. He points at Trent. Ataxia: I'm not worthy to lick the dirt she's stepped on. I'm not going to go after her. Don't worry. You don't have to be the good father against me. I respect her and you to much to ruin her life by infusing it with mine. Now...I'm going to go get a beer...you two go sort out your own shit now please. Trent Steel looks at Miranda who shoves him and starts cussing him out as Ataxia walks off looking even more pissed off. Slightly more crazier than normal. Match Number Three Alexander Hayes and Lionel Kingston(c) vs. Saint Jude and Redd (SFT Tag Team Championship Match) RW: We're back, and next up the Tag Titles are on the line as Kingston and the returning Alexander Hayes defend their titles against the challengers Redd and Saint Jude. JL: According to my sources, Redd and Jude wanted to get back at Kingston for defeating Twilight and Jack Jones on last week's Titans. JC: Don't forget that Jacob Connelly, Kingston's opponent earlier in the night, was made his partner thanks to Director Wilde, and he was the one who got the win in that match. RW: But unfortunately for Jacob, Hayes still held possession of his half of the Tag Titles, and now that he's back, he remains the champion along with Kingston. JL: I think it's safe to say that Shadow has his name written all over this. The camera cuts to the ring. Robyn: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the SFT Tag Team Championship! "The Ballad" by Testament starts as the lights dim and both Redd and Saint Jude slowly appear from behind the curtain. They give a look of indifference to the fans as they walk down to the to the ring. Halfway down the ramp they lower their heads. Robyn: First making their way to the ring, the challengers, at a combined weight of 420 pounds, they are the team of SAINT JUDE and REDD! Redd and Jude walk up the steps and enter the ring. They head to the far corner of the ring and talk to each other as their music fades. JL: Jude and Redd have always been a tough team to beat. Their styles are so similar, and sometimes it's like one knows what the other is thinking. RW: That's one of the key elements of a great tag team; being able to communicate with your partner at all times. JC: When did this become an episode of Dr. Phil? RW: *sigh* Fireworks explode as "Indigenous Holocaust" by Wahwahtay Benais blasts over the PA systems. As he comes out from backstage, Alex is seen bouncing on his feet with the Tag Title wrapped around his waist. He starts to walk down to the aisle to a chorus of boos and flips off the crowd. As he nears the ring, he stops and turns his head back to the ramp. The music suddenly changes as a light, ringing sound is first heard. The lights go dim and the screen of the StrikeTron flickers with different stars painting the darkness of the screen with each bell-like sound that is heard. As soon as the ringing comes to a slower, less powerful tune, the lights go out. As the other instruments kick in the lights above flicker with the rolling of the drums and the strumming of the guitar. The lights also begin to stroll around the crowd and the ramp way as it begins to get heavier into the music. The word "Savior" shows in bright gold in front of the white stars, transforming into "Lionel Kingston". Just as his name shows, NIGHTMARE screams prolonged over the p.a. and Kingston appears from behind the curtain with the other Tag Title on his shoulder. He stares out at the crowd and then at the ring, walking toward it as if it were his opponent. He raises his hand, taking in the crowds reaction with pleasure as it comes. Robyn: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 580 pounds, they are the SFT Tag Team Champions...ALEXANDER HAYES and the SFT World Heavyweight Champion...LIONEL KINGSTON! As Lionel reaches the ring, he pats Hayes on the back before jumping up on the apron with ease. As he steps over the ropes and walking over to his corner, Hayes slides into the ring to meet up with him. The lights continue to strobe above the two as Kingston keeps his confident grin, never swaying from it. As the music fades, Kingston shuffles his feet for the match while Hayes points at Jude and Redd and gestures that they're going down. RW: The champs look ready for a fight tonight! JL: Kingston and Hayes have proven to be a powerful tag team that mixes high flying with dominating strength, and their quick and decisive win over Twilight and Jones must be on the back of Redd and Jude's minds. JC: You really think they're doing it for those two? Come on, it's all about the gold. Redd and Jude are salivating for those titles whether they admit it or not. RW: And let's not forget that win or lose, Kingston will be back in the ring later tonight to defend his World Title against Dawn Lenore Artemisk. JC: I'm sure deep down she wants to see Kingston get hurt. JL: Honestly, I think she wants Lionel at 100%. That way there aren't any excuses if she beats him. JC: That's a big if, Johnny. Referee Dean Barge calls for the bell. It rings, and the match is official. Hayes and Jude start off for their teams while Kingston and Redd stand on the apron. Hayes and Jude circle around each other before going into a tie up. Right away Jude has Hayes in a side headlock, but Hayes counters by pushing Jude into the ropes. Jude runs back and Hayes leapfrogs over him. Jude comes back from the other direction, and Hayes catches him with a picture perfect dropkick to the face. Jude gets to his feet and receives an arm drag. He gets up and gets another arm drag. Jude gets back up and Hayes lowers his arm to trip him up into a pinfall attempt. Barge: 1... Jude kicks out easily, and both men get to their feet at the same time. Hayes goes for another dropkick, but it proves to be one too many as Jude catches his legs and drops him on the ground. Still holding his legs, Jude falls back and catapults Hayes into the corner turnbuckle. Instead of landing on his face, Hayes lands on the middle rope and waits for Jude to turn around before leaping off and catching him with a sunset flip into a pin. Barge: 1...2... Jude rolls out in time. Hayes gets back up, but Jude is up first this time and he doesn't hesitate to knock Hayes down with a powerful looking clothesline. RW: Impressive clothesline from Jude. JL: Hayes was flying all over the place, but like a swatter to a fly, Jude finally caught up with him. Jude picks up Hayes and carries him over to his corner. He tags in Redd and holds Hayes in position while Redd delivers a solid kick to the gut. Jude goes on the apron while Redd works on Hayes with punches to the shoulder blades and neck. Once he's softened up, Redd grabs Hayes and drops him with a suplex. Redd runs the ropes and goes for a leg drop, but Hayes manages to catch the leg with both hands, spin to his front and apply a sloppy but still effective looking anklelock submission. RW: Nice counter by Hayes. Redd pulls himself towards the ropes, but Hayes makes himself dead weight in the hope of slowing him down long enough to tap. However, Redd's natural strength is more than enough to grab the bottom rope. Barge counts out Hayes. Barge: 1,2,3,4, Hayes finally lets go and gets to his feet. He waits for Redd to do the same before charging towards him and landing a knee to the gut. He then wraps an arm around Redd's neck, runs forward and drops him with a bulldog. He covers Redd for the pin. Barge: 1...2... The challenger powers out of it. Hayes gets Redd back up and along the way he nails him in the chest with a high kick followed by a few chops across the chest until Redd is back against the ropes. Hayes tries to clothesline him, but Redd manages to duck down and lift Hayes over his head. Hayes lands on the apron, but Jude suddenly comes from the left side of the apron and boots him in the head knocking him down to the floor. Barge argues with Jude about interjecting while Kingston gets into the ring looking for payback. Barge sees this coming and turns his attention to Kingston by directing him to his apron position. Meanwhile, Jude and Redd exit the ring and proceed to beat down on Hayes behind the referee's back. RW: And now Jude and Redd take advantage of the ref's distraction by double teaming Hayes. JC: It may not be fair, but it's smart, Randy. JL: I gotta agree with Johnny on this one. If I were in that same position, I would do the same thing. Do whatever it takes to win those belts. Eventually Redd and Jude lift Hayes up and toss him back into the ring. Redd slides back in while Jude gets back on the apron just in time for the referee to turn back around. Redd lifts up Hayes and scoop slams him down with ease. Redd runs off the ropes and hits a jumping elbow to the chest before making a cover. Barge: 1...2... Hayes kicks out. Redd gets Hayes back up and carries him over to Jude. He tags Jude in and the two carry him over to the center of the ring. They both get in front of Hayes and lift him up for a double suplex, but Hayes manages to land on his feet and jump towards Kingston for the surprise tag. RW: A tag out of nowhere! JL: And here comes trouble! Trouble indeed as Kingston steps over the ropes, charges a shocked Redd and Jude and clotheslines them both to the ground. Jude gets up first and he receives a chokeslam for his troubles. Redd is up next and the champ gives him a chokeslam as well. Kingston gets up and roars for his fans who roar back with approval. RW: And Kingston is in rare form tonight! He took down Redd AND Saint Jude. JL: It's not over yet, Randy. Remember that. Kingston goes over to the legal man, Jude, and lifts him up. He gets ready to lift Jude over his head in an impressive feat of strength, but Jude looks towards illegal measures by poking Kingston in the eye. Temporarily blinded, Kingston drops Jude and rubs his eyes in the hope of getting his sight back. Redd is up by this point, and he and Jude get behind Kingston, grab him, and connect with a double back suplex. Redd gets out of the ring while Jude covers Lionel. Barge: 1...2... The champ kicks out. RW: And the team of Redd and Jude take down the big man, great double suplex. JL: See? Told ya. As Redd walks off Jude waits for Kingston to get to his feet. When he does Jude grabs hold of him and whips him to the ropes, but Lionel counters it and sends Jude off instead. Jude comes back on the rebound and Lionel boots him in the face. Kingston roars to the crowd as he gets Jude up off the ground and drops a knife edge chop to the head. JC: You know, if Kingston does that to Dawn later tonight, he's going to walk out still the champion. JL: IF, John. If. Kingston steps back and waits for Jude to get to his feet. When he does, Kingston charges forward and goes for a spear, but Jude steps out of the way and Kingston drives himself shoulder first into the turnbuckle. Jude rushes over to Redd and tags him in. Redd steps into the ring, makes his way over to Kingston and drives a headbutt into him followed by a DDT. He turns Kingston on his back and heads to the top rope. He looks ready to land a headbutt off the top, but Hayes from out of nowhere rushes over to Redd and pushes him off the top. Redd falls off and lands on the back of his neck awkwardly. RW: Oooo...that was a bad fall. JL: Hayes knows when to take advantage. Kingston is back to his feet, and when he spots Redd down on the mat he lifts Redd up, hoists him up over his head in a fireman's carry, and drops him with a facebuster slam. RW: Redd has succumbed to darkness! Kingston goes over to Hayes and tags him in. Saint Jude steps in the ring to try and interfere, but he gets back body dropped by Kingston. Jude gets back up and is clotheslined over the top rope. Meanwhile, Hayes climbs to the top rope, leaps off and lands a 450 splash. JL: Ghost Dance to Redd! Hayes makes the cover while Kingston makes sure Jude is outside. Barge: 1...2...3! The bell sounds as Kingston and Hayes celebrate in the ring. Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of this match, and STILL SFT Tag Team Champions...ALEXANDER HAYES and LIONEL KINGSTON! RW: And Hayes and Kingston retain the gold. JC: I knew they would. Kingston's untouchable around here. JL: He still has to defend the World Title against Dawn later tonight. He's not out of the woods yet. JC: He may as well be. That match will be easy peasy. Winner: Hayes/Kingston via pinfall THE BIRTH OF GRUDGE! RW: Well I think... “Die Die Die My Darling” suddenly starts to play as Ataxia leaps over the announcers carrying a sawed off two by four. He slams the board into the back of Hayes' leg and then hits Lionel Kingston in the back of the head knocking him down. He rolls Kingston out of the ring and spits on him. Ataxia puts on a headset mic from his back pocket and walks over to Hayes. RW: What the Hell... Ataxia: Hey Tonto! How ya doing! I've missed you. You know. You really are a pain in the ass. You know I think it's about time that someone puts you where you belong. Last time we saw you. You had no friends to back you up. Now. I took out your only friend. Tonight. Dawn's gonna fuck him up! Now as for you...I told these people that I would shock them tonight. I got someone who hates you even more than I do. I want you to meet him face to face. Suddenly from out of the back comes Barry Hayes! RW: Barry? What? This is insane?! JC: Oh great...more special people in the ring. JL: That's mean, but true. RW: Las time we saw Barry, he got a win over his brother, but...I don't get why he's here now, and with Ataxia of all people! Barry gets in the ring and gets between Ataxia and Alexander. Alex looks at Barry stunned. Alex: Barry what the hell are you doing with this asshat? Barry: You knew this was going to happen, Alex. Mom and Dad warned you that one night, I would take you out. You see Alex, the thing is, I'm not really disabled. I played you for a fool. Now get on your knees and beg! Alex tries to get up but Ataxia still has the two by four in his hand. Alex: Barry, that..no wait, I don't care any more. You know what, friends or no, I'm going to take the both of you out. I don't care where I find you. I don't give a fuck any more. Ataxia, I had no reason to hate you, but now you've given me a reason to. Barry was my brother, and now...I have no brother thanks to you. You two fuckbuddies go ahead. Live out your little fantasies, try to stop me. Just try to destroy your legacy. I'll find you sooner or later! Barry laughs. A maniacal cackle like Ataxia. Barry: You think you'll find me? Hahaha. Look around you Hayes. Look around you brother.you'll only fail. They all want you to fail. Once you find me, I'll make sure that happens. Just stay out of my way. Barry picks him up into a powerbomb and drops him on his head. RW: Barry just turned on his brother and joined Ataxia! He's been faking this whole time. JC: Smart choice! JL: Yeah. Breaking away from his brother is the only way he is going to make it in this business. Barry: That's one for the road. Come on Ataxia. Ataxia: No... Ataxia pulls out a mask from his jacket pocket. It's black and silver. It looks like a cross between a darth vader mask and a hockey mask. He hands it to Barry. Ataxia: From this point on...Barry Hayes is no more. You are “Grudge”! And he will settle with you Alex. Mark my wor... Lionel Kingston dives into the ring as “Grudge” and Ataxia leap out of the ring. Ataxia: Don't get involved, asshole! With that Barry puts on the mask and Ataxia and Grudge head up the ramp. Match Number Four Miranda Reizeger vs. Alexander King ( Standard Match) As we return Alexander King stands in the ring awaiting his opponent. Miranda Reizeger's theme plays and she comes charging down the ramp and slides in the ring. The bell rings and the two begin exchanging blows. RW: We're back folks, and this match has started in a flash! JL: Intros are overrated. The fight is all that matters to these two. JC: My money's on Miranda. RW: Any particular Reason? JC: She's hot. RW: Right. I wouldn't underestimate Mr King. Miranda starts off quick by landing a headscissors takedown on King. He tries to get up but she lands a spinning heel kick to the head. RW: Miranda Reizeger taking it to Alexander King without mercy. JL: Just as it should be. Alexander King manages to grab the leg as Miranda goes in for her next move, he rolls her into a small package... REF Counts 1...Kickout. JL: Did he really think that would work? RW: He had to try something. This is not going well for Alexander King. Miranda is visibly pissed off at that pin attempt. King grabs her attempting to put her into a chokehold, she reverses and headbutts him in the face. She then lands a neckbreaker, picks up king, and lands a knee drop. King falls to the floor in obvious distress. RW: I am surprised she has this much power left after the rumble. JL: She just used that as a warm up. This is one tough cookie. Miranda drags King to the corner and ties him up in the ropes. She lands multiple hits to the face as the crowd counts along. Crowd: 1..2..3..4.. RW: This is just adding insult to injury. JC: and it is so hot. JL: Agree, hot and dangerous. My kind of woman. As Miranda hits punch ten, King falls to the mat. She drags him to the center of the ring and covers. The ref counts 1..2..3! Bell Rings. RW: Quite a one sided match. JL: Still, impressive work from Miranda Reizeger. Look out guys, we have some real competition coming now. This girl's got World title written all over her. JC: I'd like to write something all... RW: Well folks we have to cut to commercial now. JC: Hey...we don't have commercials on a Pay Per View. RW: Then shut up. Up next we have The Hybrid Finals. Ataxia takes on Jacob Connelly. Are both titles on the line? We will see... Winner: Miranda Reizeger via pinfall It's On The Line RW: ...right now! We're getting word that Ataxia has a statement to make backstage. JC: That's wonderful! JL: That's awesome! RW: Why? JC & JL: Because he's not coming out here to piss us off! RW: You two just keep getting weirder and weirder. We cut to backstage where we see the SFT National Champion standing by with Amanda Summers. Amanda Summers: Thanks boys. I'm standing here with “The Messiah Pariah” who tonight takes on Jacob Connelly in... Ataxia holds up his hand silencing Amanda. Ataxia: I just wanted to make one short announcement. Tonight. It's in writing. Ataxia reaches into his suit jacket and pulls out a contract. It's for tonight's match. He points to a highlighted area on the contract that says “National Title added to the match.” Ataxia: I've put up. Now it's time to see if you will or if you will simply just shut up like (female of angry nature)! Amanda Summers: So with that settled I got a question for you. Ataxia looks rather annoyed. Ataxia: What? Amanda Summers: There have been rumors flying around that you are really attracted to Miranda Steel...Any truth to this? Ataxia: You really need to learn what is and what is not your place to ask me about. Miranda Steel: I'd like to know the answer myself. The camera pans over to see Miranda Steel. She's out of her ring gear and in street clothes. Ataxia facepalms and then glares at Amanda Summers. She takes the hint and gets out of there. The cameraman...not so smart. Ataxia: Look Mira. Miranda Steel: Save it. I saw your promo. You didn't think I wouldn't figure it out? How could you tell the whole world you cared about me without telling me first! Ataxia:...that was stupid of me. I apologize. It won't happen again. Ataxia starts to walk off. Miranda Steel: That's not good enough. I had to keep Trent from coming over here and kicking your ass. You...Do you expect me just to ignore this? Ataxia: I expect you to forget it ever happened. Miranda Steel: Why? Ataxia: Look at me. Take a good look. I'm not the guy who gets the girl he wants okay?! I'm the guy who always gets kicked around and has to take it! I'm the guy who has to be strong even when I want to give up! I am unstoppable because this identity gives me that. You don't know who I am when I'm not around you. I expect that to be enough for you to not even want to think about being with me. Miranda Steel: Tax. I... Ataxia: Save it. Right now. I got a score to settle. Business comes first remember? Ataxia walks off and see's the cameraman. He stops. He turns and superkicks the camera. The visual goes out but the audio is still on. Ataxia: Jacob...Jaayyyyycoooobbbbb...COME OUT AND PLAY YOU LITTLE (Four letter F word!) We cut back to ringside. RW:...Wow. JC: I think I just saw what's going to happen next week on the CW. JL: And just when we thought they canceled soap operas. Match Number Five Ataxia vs. Jacob Connelly (Hybrid/National Title Match) JC: Anyway, THIS is going to be a great match, I can just tell. JL: It's not a match, John. It's a fight! RW: Come on guys, let's not go crazy here. JC: How can we not? Ataxia takes on Jacob Connelly in the finals of the Hybrid tournament! JL: Not only that, but earlier tonight Ataxia stated that he'll put his National Title on the line as well. RW: Hmm...good point. This "fight" is gonna be awesome! JC: There ya go. The camera cuts to the ring. Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is a Hybrid Tournament Finals match scheduled for one fall, and it is for the SFT Hybrid AND National Championships! The crowd erupts into cheers, but those cheers quickly turn into boos as the first entrance is made. A handful of security guards walk out lining the walk way. Mindless Self Indulgence's "Bring The Pain" begins to play. Jacob walks out to the top of the ramp and raises his hands in the air showing off his handcuffs and then lowers them. A guard comes from behind him and slips the key into the cuffs and takes them off. Jacob grabs the guard by the face with both hands and kisses him on the forehead. The guard jerks away. Jacob winks at him and then looks sadistically to the crowd. A chant starts softly. "F'ing Psycho". He begins his walk down the ramp with a huge grin as he nods in approval. Robyn: First making his way to the ring, from Pelican Bay State Prison and weighing in at 257 pounds, he is "The Alchemy Angel"...JACOB CONNELLY He teases the fans as he makes his way down the ramp and into the ring. He mounts the top rope and raises his hands in the air to a mild applause. RW: And Connelly is looking much more intimidating than usual. JC: I bet he didn't take his medication. JL: He's not crazy! Well maybe he is, but no more than the rest of us. RW: Speak for yourself. JL: Poor Randy's in denial. JC: It ain't just a river in Egypt. “Die! Die! Die, my darling. Don’t utter a single word...” As this comes over the PA out of the back coming to the ring at a full tilt is Ataxia. "The Messiah Pariah" ignores the fans and dives under the bottom ropes and slides across the ring almost hitting a cameraman. He smiles as he kips up and holds out his arms in a mock bow, the National Championship wrapped around his waist as his music fades. Robyn: And his opponent, from an undisclosed location and weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the SFT National Champion, "The Messiah Pariah"...ATAXIA! Ataxia takes off his title belt and flings it at referee Austin Jolley. Jolley raises the belt over his head before handing it to the timekeeper. The camera catches a glimpse of the Hybrid title also sitting on the table. The National title is placed next to it. RW: There you see it, folks. This match is for all the gold. JL: But these two don't really care about the titles, Randy. They just want to beat the crap out of each other. And I approve! JC: YEAH! Let's see some blood! RW: And for those of you watching at home, this match will have five five minute rounds. First person to tap out or be knocked out loses. And if they both survive all five rounds, it'll be left up to the judges to decide via a point system. JC: I hope those morons vote fairly. JL: John, those "morons" are us. We're the judges. JC: WHAT? I didn't sign up for this! RW: Well who else did you think it was going to be? JC: Uhh...Robyn and the timekeeper? RW: You've got five rounds to figure it out, John. JC: This better lead to a paycheck increase. Jolley waves Jacob and Ataxia over to them. The two walk over to the center of the ring and stare daggers into one another. Jolley explains to them the rules, but the audience can tell that they're not listening to a word. The bell sounds and the match is official. Right away Ataxia comes after Jacob with a right kick, but Connelly blocks it with ease. Jacob goes for a right hook, and Ataxia sidesteps it before knocking Jacob in the temple with a left hand of his own. Connelly stumbles and right away Ataxia goes for the kill, but Connelly ducks, grabs Ataxia by the waist and drops him into a side takedown. Connelly transitions to the head and goes for a guillotine choke, but Ataxia raises his legs up and drives his fists into Jacob's left side. Connelly slides himself over to the ropes and grabs the bottom one forcing Ataxia to break. RW: And already these two are at each others throats. JL: if Jacob had a tighter grip on Ataxia, the champ may have tapped. JC: But he didn't, and so the action continues. Once both men are at their feet, the ref allows them to go and this time the two take a more defensive route. Both men circle one another, one waiting for the other to strike. Jacob makes the first lunge, but Ataxia backs away and slaps his arm back. After circling some more Jacob tries again, but this time Ataxia slips behind and grabs his waist. Connelly strikes him in the head with a couple elbows, but it's not enough and Ataxia drops Jacob down with a takedown of his own. Ataxia goes to work on Jacob by driving an elbow into Jacob's neck and head over and over again. RW: He's got him! JC: Just like that?! Jacob turns himself on his back and blocks a couple of Ataxia's elbows before bashing him in the nose with a headbutt. Ataxia fights the pain as he keeps attacking with elbows, but the slight hesitation after the initial headbutt is enough for Jacob to grab Ataxia's left arm and apply a hammerlock submission. Ataxia fights back by punching Connelly's leg with his free hand, but it only makes Jacob pull harder on the arm. JL: And just like that, Jacob has Ataxia in a submission. JL: Ataxia needs to reach those ropes. Otherwise we're crowning a new National Champion! Ataxia inches himself closer and closer to the ropes until he finally manages to get the tip of his foot to touch the rope. Jolley orders a break, and the two separate once more. Once the ref gives his approval, the two go towards each other, but the bell rings to signal the end of round one. Both men go to opposite sides of the ring to catch their breath. RW: And that's the end of round one. They seemed evenly matched. JL: I gotta give credit to Ataxia for his persistence. JC: Ataxia? What about Jacob? He took all those elbows and still managed to get out of it. RW: That's true. It may be too early for a winner just yet. A short while later the ref has the two men come back to the center of the ring. The bell sounds to signal round two. Ataxia and Jacob trade left and right hands with one another much to the delight of the crowd. Left and right, left and right, Ataxia and Jacob, Ataxia and Jacob, until suddenly Jacob comes out of nowhere with a side kick to the gut followed by a running knee to the chin. Ataxia falls on his back and Connelly steps over him to land a few hammerfist strikes to the face. Ataxia, quick to improvise, grabs hold of Jacob's arm, lifts his legs up, and wraps them around Connelly's neck. Connelly struggles to break free, but Ataxia has the hold in tightly. He's going for a triangle choke, but Jacob gets his legs around Ataxia's side and drives his knees into his ribs. Ataxia tries his best to get the hold locked in, but Jacob is too slippery to get a long enough grasp. Eventually Ataxia releases and raises his feet up in a guard position while Connelly gets up. JL: Ataxia attempted a triangle hold, but Jacob was in an awkward position, and the champ just couldn't get it locked in properly. JC: Now Connelly is just waiting for Ataxia to get up. Why does he have his feet up like that? RW: It's a defensive position. If Jacob goes after him he's in perfect position to attack the leg and maybe apply a leg takedown into a submission. JL: You've been doing your homework, Randy. I'm impressed. RW: If it takes place in SFT, I know about it. Because of Ataxia's perfect defense, Jacob is forced to step back while Ataxia gets to his feet. The two meet up in the center again, and this time it's Ataxia who goes for the strikes. Jacob ducks and weaves the first couple punches, bats away a third, and nails Ataxia in the chin with his forearm. Not stunned, Ataxia drives a knee into Jacob before grasping him by the shoulders, pulling him in, and dropping him to the mat with a STO. RW: Hey! That's a wrestling move. JC: This is a wrestling show. RW: But... JL: I think it's safe to say that SFT is a little looser with its MMA rules. From there Ataxia gets on top of Jacob for a ground and pound to the back of the head. Connelly tries to roll off of his back, but Ataxia has him caught between his legs. Suddenly, the bell sounds and round two is over. The referee forces Ataxia off of Jacob, and the two separate RW: And another round gone. JC: This time it was all Ataxia. JL: Yeah, I think it's safe to say that Ataxia is ahead on points. JC: POINTS! Crap, I knew I was forgetting something. As the two men prepare for the next round, it's clear that they both look exhausted by this point. Jolley brings both men back to the center and steps back as the bell sounds. Connelly circles around Ataxia, not taking his eyes off of him. Ataxia lunges forward, but it's a fake out and Ataxia dives for the legs instead. He grabs hold of one of Jacob's legs leaving Connelly hopping on the other. Jacob swings lefts and rights, but they're missing Ataxia. Ataxia can be heard laughing as he taunts Jacob to bring it when he seemingly can't. Suddenly, Connelly lifts his other leg up and knocks Ataxia down with an enziguri kick to the back of the head. Ataxia is down, and Jacob gets on the offensive right away. RW: Ataxia's down! JC: So that's how many points? JL: Who cares? Ataxia might be knocked out! Connelly gets on top of Ataxia, wraps an arm around his neck, and applies a sleeper hold submission. He wraps his legs around Ataxia's waist in order to secure himself. Ataxia, still conscious, tries to break free with all his strength, but Connelly's not allowing it. Referee Jolley looks down at Ataxia and checks to see if he'll tap. Ataxia pulls himself towards the ropes, but every inch is causing him to lose less and less energy. Jolley checks Connelly to make sure it's not a chokehold, and it isn't. RW: He can't last much longer. JL: I don't think Ataxia believes that. Sure enough, the champ lives up to his tough reputation and is starting to get himself back up with leverage from his legs. Connelly, seeing that he's about to lose his grip, changes tactics by releasing his legs, grabbing Ataxia's left arm and applying an arm bar submission. RW: Beautiful arm bar by Jacob! Ataxia start to scream from the pain, and Jacob's smile isn't nearly wide enough to measure his satisfaction. He pulls even harder, but Ataxia still won't tap. Over time Ataxia uses his legs to pick himself up off the mat and roll Jacob up into a schoolboy position. Ataxia uses his good arm to lift Jacob off the ground a few inches before dropping him on his head. Connelly lets go of the submission, and Ataxia rubs the feeling back into his arm as the bell sounds ending round three. JL: Round three is over, and that round belonged to Jacob. RW: Ataxia didn't tap, but Connelly had Ataxia where he wanted him on numerous occasions. I'll agree with that. JC: I think Ataxia deserves extra special points for not tapping...and for being awesome. RW: Is it too late to get a new judge? After a minute, Jolley tells the two to return to the center. Ataxia holds his bad arm while Jacob eyes his wound. The bell sounds to signal round four, and Jolley steps back. Connelly lunges for the arm, but Ataxia knocks him back with a left, and another left, and drops to waist level and tackles him down. Connelly quickly rolls on his back and lands an elbow to Ataxia's head, and another, and a third. Ataxia grabs hold of Jacob's arm and rolls himself on his back forcing Jacob to get to his feet and put him in his guard. Jacob tries to get up, but Ataxia manages to grab Connelly by the neck with both hands and press them downward while lifting his leg and pressing it against his neck. JL: It's a gogoplata submission! JC: It sounds funny, but it looks painful. RW: Jacob's caught, and I can't see him reaching the ropes from his position. Jacob waves his arms frantically while trying to reach out for anything that breaks the hold, but Ataxia has the gogoplata locked in. Before further injury can be made, Connelly is forced to tap on Ataxia's thigh. Jolley sees it and calls for the bell. Ataxia lets go of the hold and breaks away from Jacob as his theme song plays. RW: He did it! Jacob tapped! JL: Both men fought tooth and nail, but Ataxia was able to slip in an impressive gogoplata submission and bring an end to not only this fight, but the Hybrid Tournament as well. Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match, STILL SFT National Champion, and now the NEW SFT Hybrid Champion...ATAXIA! Ataxia gets to his feet, and stops to collect himself before accepting the referee's handing of both the National and Hybrid Championships. Ataxia holds up both belts in the air as the fans cheer him on. RW: And there he is. Two titles from one fight. JL: And a damn good one if you ask me. It could've gone either way, but on this night it was Ataxia's night to shine. JC: Speaking of Jacob...where is he? Winner: Ataxia via submission THE ESCAPE As Ataxia goes to leave the ring he, as well as the rest of the fans, suddenly realize that Jacob is missing. JL: I didn't see him leave. RW: Me neither. Suddenly, Jacob comes sliding in from outside the ring with a steel chair in hand. Before Ataxia can defend himself, Jacob whacks the champ in the head. His belts fall to the ground and Connelly tosses the chair aside. RW: NO! Come on! JL: Talk about poor sportsmanship. JC: You really think Jacob Connelly is a "sportsmanship" kind of guy? JL: Good point. Connelly lifts up Ataxia and tosses him to the outside. He follows after him, and when Jacob grabs him again he tosses him under the ring. Connelly goes in after him, and now both men are under the ring. RW: He just took Ataxia under the ring. But why? JL: And what's he going to do to him under there? JC: Well Jacob IS a prisoner. They have needs. RW: Don't even go there, John. By now Jacob's guards have come out from backstage and look ready to strike him down and return him to his cuffs. Soon, Ataxia slips out of the ring. He looks a little confused, but he leaves the ring and the guards let him pass. RW: Well that was odd. But then, another Ataxia appears from under the ring. JL: Wait..what? JC: I think we've been mind fucked. RW: I think you're right. TWO Ataxias? This Ataxia, looking just as confused, exits the ring and heads to the back. The guards look confused as well, but they don't stop him. And then, to make things even more bizarre, two more Ataxias come out of the ring. RW: What the HELL is going on here? JL: Ataxia is multiplying like rabbits. JC: I told you Jacob had needs. RW: Shut up, John! These two Ataxias exit the ring by going through the crowd. A few of the guards, now realizing what's going on, go after the two Ataxias. RW: Guys, i've got a feeling that one Mr. Jacob Connelly has just tricked us all. JL: Not only that, but he's escaped from the guards. We've got a psycho on the loose! JC: You guys act like that's a bad thing. RW+JL: IT IS! The StrikeTron turns on, and sure enough a half dozen guys dressed as Ataxia can be seen running down the hallway and heading in different sections of the arena. The security guards dash to the backstage area to try and capture each one in the hope that one of them will be Jacob. RW: So Ataxia gets away with the win, but Jacob gets away period. JC: Everybody wins! JL: Shut up, John! RW: HEY! That's my line. Anyway, while we try to find the real Jacob, it's now time for the Graveyard match for the SFT Hardcore Championship. Match Number Six Evan Corbyn(c) vs. Aj Nin Red Rum (SFT Hardcore Championship Graveyard Match) RW: *holds his headset to listen* OK. I hear we have a camera out at some graveyard for our next match. Evan Corbyn will defend his Hardcore--erm, I mean "Action" Championship against Murder Ninja. Let's go there now! The camera cuts to a spooky graveyard out in the middle of nowhere. A creepy mist covers most of the ground, as Evan Corbyn walks into the shot with his eyes wide open and on the look out for Murder Ninja. Evan Corbyn: Come out! Come out! Suddenly, Murder Ninja comes flying out ... Really slowly, and misses Evan with a brick. Evan sweeps Murder Ninja's legs, sending him to the cold ground. The brick flies up and falls on Murder Ninja's face. Evan picks Murder Ninja up and attempts to toss him into a nearby gravestone. However, Murder Ninja reverses it and sends Evan head first into the gravestone. Murder Ninja cracks his back, and slowly makes his way over to Evan. He picks up Evan and attempts a quick Dead Weight. But, Evan wiggles out and trips Murder Ninja to the ground. Evan jumps up and starts to slap himself for no reason. He starts to swear at Murder Ninja as he circles his body. Evan picks him up and looks for an open grave to toss him into. Murder Ninja slides out and attempts to push Evan into the grave. However, Evan dodges and quickly grabs him to put Murder Ninja into the The End. Evan drags Murder Ninja to the open grave and kicks him into it. Corbyn turns around and shrugs. When he is about to walk away, we see Murder Ninja's right hand come up and grabbing Evan's leg. Evan drags Murder Ninja out of the grave by walking forward, pulling his body along. Evan Corbyn: GET OFF! He grabs a nearby shovel and starts to smack Murder Ninja in the head. With a sinister look, Evan continues until blood starts to cover the shovel. After that, he pushes the motionless body of Murder Ninja back into the grave. Evan Corbyn: That was close ... Murder Ninja: SURPRISE! Evan Corbyn: What the!? The real Murder Ninja comes flying in with two bats. Evan notices the other Murder Ninja must be his stunt double. However, before the real Murder Ninja can smack Evan Corbyn, Kyle Murphy comes out of no where and smacks Murder Ninja to the ground with a steel pipe. Kyle Murphy lifts Murder Ninja up and tosses him into the grave, along with his stunt double. Kyle Murphy shrugs and walks away. Evan Corbyn grabs a shovel and starts to bury Murder Ninja. Corbyn pauses to drop the SFT Hardcore title into the grave of the Murder Ninja. Corbyn then goes back to shoveling dirt atop the body of Will Schorg. After a few minutes, the grave is full. Corbyn takes the point of the shovel and scratches “R.I.P. Will” and then below it he scratches “FU Ace.” Corbyn takes the shovel and forcefully shoves it into the ground. After a few minutes, he finally finishes the job and pats the dirt off himself afterwards. Evan Corbyn: And that is that. Evan walks away...However... *Evil music plays* A hand pops up from the dirt and gives the camera the middle finger. Winner: Evan Corbyn via burial THE REAL DEAL RW: Well that was emotionally disturbing. JL: You just can't keep a good man down. RW: Evan survives another title defense, and Murder Ninja gets a trunkful of dirt. JC: And Kyle Murphy appeared out of nowhere. I thought he was dead! JL: That may explain why he was in a graveyard. RW: Wait a minute...I believe we're getting something from backstage. It's Ataxia! JC: Which one? RW: the real one I imagine. The camera cuts to Ataxia drinking a forty of King Cobra. He's out of his outfit and wearing plain clothes. He's wearing a black “Team: Dawn” t-shirt, black jeans, and black boots. His arms are tapped up all the way to his black opera gloves. He looks a little “odd” even for Ataxia. Ataxia: So...After all of my drama it comes down to this. The World Title match. Tell me. How many people are wanting to leave the arena? I'm not going anywhere. Despite my utter contempt for our part time world champion I want to see just what Dawn can do against him. So tonight. Dawn...Do us all a favor. If you can't win...that's fine. If you can't get the world title...we understand. By all that is our collective madness. Ataxia leans forward and smiles showing his full red teeth grin. Ataxia: Break his (religious deity) DAMN JAW!!! HEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHHA... FINAL WORDS The camera suddenly cuts to another section of the backstage area. RW: Looks like something else is going on as we now go to Amanda Summers backstage. Amanda Summers: Thanks Randy, I am hoping to catch Dawn Artemisk before she goes out to her match. Oh hey, Dawn, Dawn, excuse me... can I have a word? Dawn blows right past Amanda,limping slightly, she is wearing the mask. Dirk follows and stops to talk to Amanda. Dirk: Sorry about that, but she isn't really Dawn at the moment. Amanda Summers: I can see that. Dirk: I can answer your questions. Amanda Summers: OK, thanks. Well, we all want to know how Dawn is feeling going into this match. Dirk: Obviously she is in the mindset to inflict pain. I don't know why exactly, but she really hates Lionel Kingston, he gets under her skin, like ringworm, and if you scratch it it just spreads and... Amanda Summers: Let me stop you there. I was referring to her leg. Earlier tonight Miranda Steel put a serious amount of effort into making that leg unusable, and is her shoulder still out of commission? Dirk: Dawn's the underdog, no doubt. Miranda did what she had to do. She knew there was no other way to beat a great wrestler like Dawn. To beat her you have to become her, and we respect Miranda for being able to go there. It's a scary place to be. I congratulate her on her win. But, back to this match. Dawn went through to the end of that gauntlet without showing a sign that her shoulder was bothering her, so either it isn't, or she's just good at taking the pain and not showing it. It could be either. Amanda Summers: What about the leg, will it be a factor? Dirk: Of course it will, but it won't stop her from winning this title. She's worked too long an hard for this to let it go now. Dawn walks back to Dirk, grabs the mic. Dawn: I beat up that losers mom and now I'm gonna beat him. End of story, let's get to the ring. Dirk: You heard the woman, see ya. Dirk and Dawn head to the ring. Amanda Summers: Well, there you have it, back to you guys. THE MAIN EVENT Lionel Kingston(c) vs. Dawn Lenore Artemisk (SFT World Heavyweight Championship Match) RW: Folks, it all comes down to this. After all the blood, sweat, and tears spent from years of wrestling, Dawn Lenore Artemisk finally gets her World Title shot as she takes on the champion, Lionel Kingston. JC: I'm going to be honest, with the way Kingston is fighting these days, I don't see how Dawn has any chance of winning. JL: I don't see how you can overlook Dawn. She has always overcome the odds, and she's beaten men twice, even three times as big as her. Hell, I think she even beat Kingston once! JC: Yeah, but this is World Heavyweight Champion Kingston. That's a whole other mountain to climb. I think she's gonna choke. RW: Well i'm sure the fans are about as split on this as my partners, so let's not wait any longer. The camera cuts to the ring. Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your main event of the evening. It's scheduled for one fall, and it is for the SFT World Heavyweight Championship! "Funeral For Queen Mary II" by Henry Purcell (As Played By Wendy Carlos) begins to play as the arena turns a bright purple. A name appears on the StrikeTron. Dawn Lenore Artemisk It then flashes to some of Dawn's most recent high impact moves. Soon she appears from behind the curtain, the mask of The Scarlet Lady still on her face. She gives glances left and right awkwardly, her eyes empty, her mind inward. She walks down the ramp, holding the billiard ball she sometimes uses to assault her foes. The regular SFT fans give her a mixed reaction when she does this, but the dark shirt wearing hardcore crowd still cheer her on, their numbers far greater on this night. Robyn: Introducing first, the challenger, from an undisclosed location and weighing in at 130 pounds, she is "The Scarlet Lady"...DAWN LENORE ARTEMISK! She slips through the ropes, rolling the ball into the corner turnbuckle. She leans against the far left turnbuckle and gives an emotionless stare at the entrance as her music fades. RW: And as we can see, Dawn is still wearing the Scarlet Lady mask from earlier tonight. JL: That's right, she was part of that awesome Women's Cup Battle Royal, but I don't think her mind was on that match. How could it be? THIS is the big one. JC: If Dawn pulls a win here tonight and becomes the World Champion, i'll eat my own tie. RW: Now THAT is something I want to see. Suddenly, a light, ringing sound is heard as the lights go dim and the screen of the StrikeTron flickers with different stars painting the darkness of the screen with each bell-like sound that is heard. As soon as the ringing comes to a slower, less powerful tune, the lights go out. As the other instruments kick in the lights above flicker with the rolling of the drums and the strumming of the guitar. The lights also begin to stroll around the crowd and the ramp way as it begins to get heavier into the music. The word "Savior" shows in bright gold in front of the white stars, transforming into "Lionel Kingston". Just as his name shows, "nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold screams over the p.a. as Kingston appears from behind the curtain, the World Title on his shoulder. He stares out at the crowd then at the ring, walking toward it as if it were his opponent. He raises his hand, taking in the crowd's reaction with pleasure as it comes. Robyn: And her opponent, from an unknown part of South Africa, and weighing in at 355 pounds, he is the SFT World Heavyweight Champion...LIONEL KINGSTON! As he reaches the ring, he jumps up easily, stepping over the ropes and walking over to the opposite corner while Dawn watches. He keeps his confident grin, never swaying from it as his music fades and he cracks his knuckles. RW: And the crowd is going wild! JL: They know a big match scenario when they see one, and for Dawn's legions of fans this could very well be the biggest night of their lives. JC: I think it's TOO big for her. In my eyes she's not ready to become the World Champion. RW: And you're not just saying that because she beat you up one time? JC: .... RW: That's what I thought. Referee Sean Whitcomb takes the World Title from Kingston and holds it up for everyone to see. He then hands the belt over to the timekeeper and calls for the bell. Once it rings, the match becomes official. Kingston makes his way to the center of the ring while Dawn remains at the corner. JL: And this match has started, but it looks like Dawn's not willing to advance forward. JC: Because she's scared! JL: I didn't say that. JC: You didn't have to. Kingston glares at Dawn and yells at her to come forward. She remains still as a statue. Kingston, not one for patience in the ring, growls and charges forward for a knife edge chop to the head. Dawn, seeing that the moment is right, sidesteps the attack and kicks Lionel in the gut. She keeps kicking over and over again, each kick harder than the last. However, Kingston fights back as he grabs hold of Dawn's leg and drives an elbow into the kneecap. Artemisk grabs her knee and lowers her stance allowing Lionel to get in a punch to the side of the head followed by a low kick to the same spot. Dawn falls to her knees, but quickly grabs for the ropes. When she makes it to her feet Lionel is already waiting for her as he clotheslines the challenger over the top rope and to the outside. JC: Boy, this is not Dawn's night. That's twice she's been knocked over the top rope. RW: But unlike that match, this one continues on. As Dawn picks herself up, Lionel steps over the ropes and heads outside with her. The champ grabs Dawn by the back of her head and drags her over to the steel steps where he proceeds to shove her face first into them. He grabs her head and does it again, and even a third time. Whitcomb yells at Kingston to bring it back in the ring while counting them out. Whitcomb: 1...2...3...4... Kingston grabs hold of Dawn's arm and irish whips her shoulder first into the barricade. Following that, Kingston lifts Dawn up and drops her on top of the barricade, her throat getting the majority of the impact. Whitcomb: ...5...6...let's go! Kingston grabs Dawn and tosses her back into the ring. As he climbs up on the apron and steps over the ropes, Dawn still fights to get to her feet. When he gets in the ring Kingston grabs her and squeezes her waist for a bear hug submission. RW: And Kingston, like a snake, wraps Dawn around him and squeezes tightly in the hope that she passes out. JC: If Kingston were a snake, he'd be an Anaconda. JL: Thank you for that insightful comment. JC: You're welcome. But Dawn doesn't pass out. Instead she keeps fighting, and squirms to free at least one of her arms from his grasp. As the ref checks on Dawn for any sign of a submission, the challenger finally gets her right hand out. She uses it to punch Kingston in the head over and over and over again. Kingston tries to ignore the pain, but even a giant can only take so many direct punches to the face. The champ lets go of Dawn and covers his face. Artemisk quickly gets to her feet, runs and dropkicks Kingston in the lower back. Forward momentum causes Lionel to get knocked into the ropes, his head placed between the top and middle sections. Dawn takes a second to catch her breath before running to Kingston's spot, leaping over the top rope and driving Lionel's throat into the middle rope causing him to gag before pulling away. RW: And Dawn returns to the offensive! JC: How did she do that? HOW? JL: If you need to know by now, you haven't been paying attention to her. Dawn climbs on the apron and then heads to the top rope. When she gets there she waits for Lionel to turn around. He does, and Dawn leaps off connecting with a cross body that knocks Kingston off his feet. Dawn covers him. Whitcomb: 1... And Kingston powers out with such ferocity that Dawn is nearly out of the ring. RW: Wow! A high impact move, and Kingston was still able to power out. JL: It just goes to show just how much it takes to keep the big man down. JC: Dawn has no chance. No chance at all. Artemisk doesn't wait for Kingston to get back up. Instead she grabs his head and applies a sleeper hold with both arms wrapped around his neck. RW: She's going for A Clockwork Scarlet already! JC: It's too soon. Kingston continues to get up, and Dawn is forced to hold onto him like a cowboy to a bull. Kingston tries to swat the fly off of him, but his arms can't reach around the sides. He reaches up instead, and manages to grab hold of Dawn's head. With all the strength he can muster, Lionel pulls Dawn forward and drops her with a snapmare. Kingston takes a little time to regain his composure, but is soon back on the attack as he charges towards a rising Dawn and boots her in the face. He plants a foot on her chest as Whitcomb makes the count. Whitcomb: 1...2... Dawn kicks out. Lionel, not looking too happy about that, gets Dawn up and shoves her into the corner turnbuckle. When he gets there he drives a knee into her stomach, then lands a forearm shot across the face. Artemisk looks ready to collapse, but Lionel holds her up by grabbing her throat and squeezing the life out of her while Whitcomb counts him out. Whitcomb: 1,2,3,4, Lionel lets go, but it doesn't stop him from doing it again. Whitcomb: 1,2,3,4, Kingston grins as Dawn coughs due to lack of air. Figuring her to be weak enough, Lionel drags Dawn to the center of the ring, grabs her by the neck, and drops her with a chokeslam. RW: And there's the chokeslam. We saw him hit that move on Jude and Redd earlier in the night. JL: That caused a big change in the tide of the match. Will this mark the beginning of the end for Dawn? JC: Survey says...yes! Lionel makes a real cover this time. Whitcomb: 1...2... Dawn kicks out. Lionel grunts, but doesn't hesitate to continue the assault as he lands another punch to Dawn's face before lifting her back up. He hoists Dawn over his head before dropping her with a gorilla press slam. Artemisk clutches her stomach, the pain nearly unbearable, but her persistence keeps her moving. Kingston shakes his head as he lifts Dawn up once more, but to the shock of many Dawn manages to land a slap across Lionel's face. A red spot can be seen on his cheek, and Lionel, embarrassed by the slap, roars before nearly decapitating Dawn with a barbaric looking clothesline. Dawn lies motionless as Lionel breathes deeply through his nose as he thinks of what to do next. RW: And Dawn...wow. She got the full impact of that clothesline. JL: I'm surprised her neck didn't snap. JC: Whiplash in the morning, that's for sure. The champ grabs Dawn and hoists her up over his head in a fireman's carry position. He looks ready to have Dawn Succumb to Darkness, but Artemisk manages to rake the champ's face, slip behind him, and apply the double arm sleeper once more. RW: A Clockword Scarlet! She hit it again! JC: How is she doing this? She should be knocked out! Kingston tries to pull her off like before, but Dawn lowers her head to prevent that from happening again. Kingston, now starting to feel light headed, makes his way over to the nearest turnbuckle and drives Dawn's back into the turnbuckle pads. She doesn't let go. He does it again. She still doesn't let go. He hits it a third time, and finally Dawn's fingers start to lose their grip. Lionel turns around, steps back to the center of the ring, and falls backwards causing Dawn to be squashed between him and the ring. RW: And Dawn is down! JC: For good this time! Kingston, looking a little pale in the face, rolls off of Dawn before covering her. Whitcomb: 1...2... Dawn kicks out again! Kingston slams a fist on the mat and gets to his feet. He looks at Whitcomb and threatens to beat him for counting slow, but Whitcomb remains stoic and says that it was a fair count. RW: Fast or slow, I can't believe that Dawn kicked out from that! JL: Even I don't know where she's getting it. RW: Hey John, that tie looking edible yet? JC: Shut up! Much to her credit, Dawn slowly starts to get up. Kingston turns around and notices this. He "helps" Dawn up the rest of the way, grabs her by the throat with two hands and lifts her for a double chokeslam, but Dawn has other plans in mind. She raises both arms and drives her hands into Kingston's throat for a Xena style Kempasoma. Kingston lets go of Dawn and clutches his throat. RW: The Kempasoma on the champ! Now Dawn has a chance at a comeback! Dawn runs the ropes and clips the leg of a distracted Lionel causing him to fall to one knee. Artemisk then runs the opposite direction, and with a solid flying forearm to the forehead, she manages to knock Kingston down. Artemisk gets up and basks in the cheers of the fans as they chant her name. Dawn makes her way up the turnbuckle, and when she gets to the top she leaps off and connects with a senton bomb on Kingston. Dawn makes the cover. Whitcomb: 1...2... The champ kicks out, but Dawn continues to fight. She gets off of Lionel and runs the ropes once more. On the way back she raises her left leg and facewashes Kingston, springboards off the opposite set of ropes, and drops a leg on top of him for another pin. Whitcomb: 1...2... Kingston kicks out again. Dawn makes her way up the turnbuckle yet again. RW: You gotta admire Dawn's perseverance. She continues to make high risk moves that could cost her the match. JL: But it's the most effective method she has for taking down Kingston. It's an all or nothing scenario. Kingston slowly gets back up. When he turns to face an awaiting Dawn, the challenger leaps off and attempts to bring him down with a hurricarana, but Kingston's impressive strength is able to hold her up before dropping her with a powerbomb. JC: I do believe that was a "nothing" moment. Kingston makes the cover. Whitcomb: 1...2... Dawn kicks out. Kingston pulls at his hair in frustration. He grabs Dawn and stares at her for a moment not sure of what to do to her. He decides to go for the big finish by squeezing the life out of Dawn with both his hands pressed against her head. As he squeezes harder and harder, Dawn falls to her knees and is motionless at this point. Whitcomb grabs Dawn's arm and raises it. It falls once. He raises it again. It falls a second time. JC: This it it! Kingston's gonna win it! Whitcomb raises it a third time...and Dawn's arm suddenly grabs hold of Kingston's stomach and lands a kidney punch. And another. And another. And another and another and another. Kingston lets go of Dawn and holds his side, but Dawn has seemingly gotten his second wind. The challenger attacks Kingston with a right, and a left, and a right, and a left. She pushes Kingston into the corner turnbuckle, climbs to the top, and more punches rain down on the champ as the crowd chants. Crowd: 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! Dawn finishes it up by headbutting Kingston in the nose before jumping off of him. Kingston stumbles forward and covers his face. Meanwhile, Dawn climbs to the top, waits for Lionel to turn around, and connects with a jumping knee right to the chin. Like a large red wood tree Kingston falls back until a loud thud hits the mat. Artemisk grabs her knee, but she still gets right back up. Dawn limps over to Kingston and covers him. Whitcomb: 1...2... Kingston still manages to kick out. Dawn moves away from Lionel and heads back to the turnbuckle. RW: And even with a bad knee, Dawn continues to climb. JL: She's been through too much to be defeated now. She has to keep going! JC: Come on, Kingston. Get up! Dawn slowly, but surely, makes her way up. She looks down at Lionel, and turns to face her fans. And with all the strength she has left in her legs, the lone Axis member leaps off the top and lands a picture perfect moonsault on top of Kingston. JL: She did it! She did it! Apocalypse Omega to Kingston! JC: NO! Not like this! Kingston makes the cover as she drapes an arm over the champ. Whitcomb: 1...2...... Kingston kicks out! JC: YES! RW: Wow. That was 1/8 of an inch away. JL: So close... JC: And yet so far! HA! Dawn turns on her back and lies motionless with Kingston. Sean Whitcomb starts counting both wrestlers out. Whitcomb: 1...2...3...4...5...6...7... Dawn starts to move. Then Kingston. Kingston, being the bigger man, gains the height advantage right away. He looks down at Dawn, curls his large hand into an even larger fist, and goes for the knockout punch, but Dawn sees the punch coming, ducks the arm, and leaps behind Kingston for yet another double arm sleeper hold. RW: A third! A THIRD Clockwork Scarlet to Kingston! JL: Will THIS be enough! JC: NO NO NO! Kingston falls to one knee right away. Pretty soon he's on both knees, and Dawn squeezes as hard as she can, her mask pressing against the back of the champ's head. Whitcomb checks on Kingston as he falls to the mat. He raises his massive arm up and it falls once. JC: NO! He raises it a second time. It falls again. JC: NO! He raises it a third time...and it falls. RW+JL: YES YES YES! Whitcomb calls for the bell and it rings. Dawn lets go of Kingston and nearly passes out on the spot, but the cool comfort of a heavy gold belt on her chest from the referee helps wake her up. RW: She did it! She actually did it! JL: This is amazing. After all these years, Dawn Lenore Artemisk--well i'll let Robyn do her job. Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match...and the NEW SFT World Heavyweight Champion...DAWN LENORE ARTEMISK! Winner: Dawn Lenore Artemisk via knockout OUTRO As Dawn is helped up by the referee, Dirk Roman, Henchwoman, and Ataxia come running down to the ring. They slide into the ring and Henchwoman is the first to embrace her with a hug. JC: Oh God...I think i'm gonna be sick. RW: And Dawn Lenore Artemisk, the girl who always touched the glass, has finally broken through it on this very night, ladies and gentlemen. JL: It's a beautiful sight to see. Dawn takes her mask off. Her face is bruised and her lip is bloody, but she's all smiles as Dirk tosses some glitter in the air and Ataxia pats her on the back for a job well done. RW: With all the madness and insanity that comes with SFT each and every week, and with all the conspiracies and corruption Finally...finally, we see something pure here tonight. A woman's dream has come true. Ataxia suddenly grabs Dawn from behind and hoists her up over his shoulders. The fans go crazy as Ataxia parades Dawn around the ring while she holds the World Championship over her shoulder. RW: It's a good feeling, Johnny. Wouldn't you agree, John? JC: Mmmph Mhu! JL: Wow...he's really going to town on that tie. RW: I couldn't think of a better way to end- Suddenly, "Beast Mode" by B.o.b plays and from out of nowhere Jackson Steed appears from behind the curtain. He rushes down to the ring, and Ataxia puts down Dawn right away. RW: What the...It's Steed! JL: Jackson Steed's back?! Steed slides into the ring and suddenly he and Ataxia start brawling. Dawn, Dirk and Henchwoman go to help, but then "Remember The Name" by Fort Minor starts playing and Miranda Reizeger is now running down to the ring. RW: Miranda?! Reizeger enters the ring and cuts Dirk off at the pass with a clothesline followed by a high kick to Henchwoman that knocks her out of the ring. Steed pushes Ataxia into Dawn causing the new champ to fall to the mat. Miranda and Jackson now start double teaming Ataxia as they pummel him into a corner, his weakened state from earlier in the night now more noticeable. RW: What the hell! I thought we finally had order around here. JL: You thought wrong, Randy. Dawn gets back up, and Henchwoman tries to get Artemisk out of the ring, but Titania Artemisk suddenly appears from in the crowd and she pushes Henchwoman into the ring apron. Titania looks at Dawn and gives her a creepy looking smile before kicking Henchwoman while she's down. Meanwhile, Miranda and Jackson have beaten Ataxia and Dirk down on the mat, and their attention turns to Dawn, but Artemisk rolls out of the ring with her belt before further damage can be done. Dawn pushes Titania away, grabs Henchwoman and the two make their way out of the ring. Ataxia and Dirk exit ring as well as the group goes up the ramp while Steed, Miranda and Titania watch from ringside. RW: Titania suddenly appeared out of the blue, and these three have ruined a great moment! JL: This looks like something Director Wilde needs to take care of immediately. RW: Folks, this Thursday will be our recap show, but on November 10th we will have our regularly scheduled Titans, and I pray to God we have an answer to all this! JL: Goodnight everybody! JC: MMMMPH! 2002-2011 All Rights Reserved. Back To Strike Fantasy Towers