The scene opens inside the Shanghai Arena, Shanghai, China. Pyro immediately shoots from all over the arena while the mainly chinese fans go wild and crazy. Cameras pick up several signs but none of them are in american so forget that shit. We go ringside with Randy White and John Cartwright.

RW: WELCOME TO SHANGHAI, CHINA!!!!!!! TONIGHT SFT PRESENTS: ....... STILL STANDING!!!!!

JC: And much like the great wall of china we remain going and fighting the good fight!

RW: Well let's not wait any longer and get the good fightin' going!

"Needles" by System Of A Down plays over the PA. The crowd gets to their feet and does the Joe Heh Dance! Joe Heh comes out and does a cartwheel. He runs all the way down the isle and jumps onto the ring apron, tripping in the process and falling face first on the floor! Everybody laughs then Joe Heh slides into the ring and climbs onto the turnbuckle. Joe then does a backflip and lands on his feet!

RW: Here we go, lets see what Joe Heh can do.

The arena is quiet as the fans wait for something to happen, then a loud bang goes off as the lights in the arena dim down to low, them the sound of "Doomsday" by Atreyu hits the PA and the crowd goes insanely wild as Pyro from Colors red to Yellow shoot off from the stage. Erik Dean emerges from the backstage area and enters the stage; Dean stops and looks around at the crowd a bit and can see flashes coming from cameras going off; almost a bit blinding. Dean then walks down the ramp way slowly taking his time and enters the ring area and climbs into the ring.

JC: Lets see if Erik Dean can get back on course. Ok here we go Joe Heh vs. Erik Dean.

RW: First match of the night.

The bell rings as Joe starts it off with an elbow to the head and then a side kick! Joe now on top of Dean and pummles him with fists after first! The ref has to step in and break it up. As Dean is getting up Joe kicks him in the face as Dean spits out a tooth with blood.

JC: Someone call an orthodontist.

Joe with a drop toe hold on Dean. Joe picks up Dean and nails him with a spinebuster! Dean lays in total pain on the mat. Joe smiling viciously. Joe again picks up Dean and nails him with a brainbuster!

RW: Wow look at Joe Heh with all the old school moves!

Joe with a blurry pass through the works as he suplexed Erik Dean, he covers 1.........2.......kickout!

Joe is on top of Dean pummling him without mercy. Joe picks Dean and nails him a clothesline. But Dean gets up and now a bit bloody headbutts Joe right in the face.

RW: Holy mother of...

Dean now with an elbow to the head of Joe as Dean now starts going off on Heh with forearms and fists and elbows, busting him wide open.

JC: Now its Heh whose feeling the wrath of Dean.

Dean picks up Joe Heh and hits a monster powerbomb and the ref counts 1......2........3!

Robyn Byrne: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall and will determine the number one contender to the Tag Team Championships.

"We Are One" by 12 Stones hits and Dave Kilmister walks out on stage. He is followed by Josh Konnely and Kyle Murphy. Lars Adams walks out last, bringing up the rear. They march single file down the aisle as the crowd boos Revelation.

JC: Check this out...

Robyn Byrne: Introducing first, being accompanied by Dave Kilmister and Lars Adams, and representing Revelation... at a combined weight of 463 pounds... JOSH KONNELY and KYLE MURPHY... WAR and FAMINE!

JC: Well, as I was saying before Robyn cut me off... check this out, Revelation enters at full force tonight. Kilmister and Adams both accompany the duo of War & Famine to the ring.

RW: Pestilence & Death flank the team of War & Famine as they enter. Powerful mind games being played by Revelation.

All four members of Revelation climb the ringsteps and get into the ring, where they talk amongst themselves as they await the Scientologists.

"Tom Sawyer" by Rush hits and Bruce Kingston runs through the curtain. He sprints down to the ring and slides inside.

"Working Man" by Rush replaces "Tom Sawyer" as Brice McQueen walks out onto the stage. He walks purposefully and routinely to the ring and rolls under the bottom rope into the ring.

Referee Allen Kain joins the six men in the ring. He orders Lars Adams and Dave Kilmister out to floor, and the two men comply. Kyle Murphy steps out to the ring apron in his team's corner. Kingston does the same for the Scientologists.

RW: Scientologists versus Revelation. I can't wait to see how this one plays out.

JC: I am interested as well. Go Revelation!

RW: It looks like "War" is going to start it out for Revelation against Brice McQueen for the Science Guys.

JC: Suck it, Darwin! Revelation is about to tear science apart!

The bell tolls and Brice McQueen charges. Josh Konnely catches Brice with a boot to the gut. Konnely grabs the winded McQueen around the throat and delivers a chokehold STO.

JC: Fantastic choke STO! That's vintage Josh Konnely!

RW: Vintage? He hasn't even been wrestling three years.

Brice McQueen turns to his stomach, coughing, as he tries to avoid a cover attempt. Josh Konnely maneuvers himself to Brice's head and applies a front facelock with McQueen on his hands and knees. Josh twists his body and turns Brice onto his back with a gator roll, trapping McQueen's arm against the side of the Scientologist's head as he keeps an arm across his throat.

RW: Nicely executed offense by Josh Konnely. What was that, exactly?

JC: That was a gator roll, and it looks as though Konnely is trying for an anaconda.

RW: A what?

JC: An anaconda choke. Geez, Randy, watch some MMA. Learn the sport.

Brice McQueen powers up to his feet before Josh Konnely can fully secure and tighten the choke.

JC: Brice fights out of it.

RW: Too much raw power and size for the fifty-pound lighter Josh Konnely to control right there.

Brice McQueen punches Josh Konnely in the gut, then in the ribs, and then in the gut again. One more punch to the chest forces Josh to let go and back away from Brice. McQueen delivers a spinning backfist to Konnely's jaw, and follows with a vertical suplex.

RW: McQueen manages to muster up a little bit of offense now. Turning defense into offense.

JC: He should probably try to make a tag now and get out of there before he gets hurt.

Josh Konnely climbs to his feet and hits Brice McQueen with a hard knee lift into the gut. Josh backs away as Brice falls to his hands and knees. Konnely quckly runs at McQueen and hits him with a shining Yakuza kick. Josh walks over to his corner and tags in Kyle Murphy.

JC: Here comes The Superior One.

RW: Things are going from bad to worse for Brice McQueen right now.

Josh Konnely exits the ring as Kyle Murphy enters. Brice McQueen gets to his feet, and Murphy knocks him right back down with a Polish hammer. Kyle pulls Brice to his feet and whips him to the ropes. McQueen hits the ropes and runs into a flapjack press from Murphy. Kyle unloads on Brice with a European uppercut as he free falls right into the blow.

JC: Hunger Strike! Brice McQueen was shot up so high he practically met Xenu!

RW: Right, I'm sure he did.

Bruce Kingston runs into the ring and tries to help out his parter. Kyle Murphy lifts Bruce Kingston in a military press... then drops him right into MURPHY'S LAW!

RW: Big time Murphy's Law by The Standard!

JC: Thanks for coming, Bruce!

Allen Kain helps Bruce Kingston roll out of the ring as Brice McQueen staggers back to his feet. Kyle Murphy hoists Brice onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry.

JC: This doesn't look good for McQueen!

RW: Not at all! This thing's about to be over!

Kyle Murphy throws Brice McQueen to the mat with the Blood Eagle.

JC: There it is! That's the Blood Eagle!

RW: Murphy puts him down hard!

Kyle Murphy crosses to the War & Famine corner, waiting for Brice McQueen to get back up so he can put him away. The crowd in Shanghai actually begins to cheer as Murphy appears to be setting up for one more Murphy's Law. Josh Konnely reaches over the top rope and slaps Kyle Murphy on the back.

Kyle Murphy: What are you doing?!

Referee Allen Kain tells Kyle Murphy to get out of the ring, and Murphy reluctantly does so. Josh Konnely climbs into the ring as Brice McQueen limps to his feet one more time. Konnely grabs McQueen in an inverted facelock and snaps off an Egocide [Rolling Cutter].

JC: Konnely comes in off the blind tag and hits the Egocide! It's all over!

RW: Murphy doesn't seem too happy about it, but Brice McQueen has got to be knocked out cold!

Josh Konnely turns over into the cover.

1...

2...

3!

JC: There it is! Just as I predicted, Revelation picks up the win.

RW: Well this turned out to be far from an epic as War & Famine dominated their way to victory.

"We Are One" by 12 Stones hits again. Kilmister and Adams join Konnely and Murphy in the ring. Murphy looks unamused, but all four of them celebrate together.

Emerson is already in the ring. The lights fade to darkness as the titan tron flashes..a countdown 5...4...3...2...1..Then at the last second "Hell Yeah" by Rev Theory blasts out the arena's PA Sytstem. Michael orton apears at the top of the stage as the lights and pyro start flashing and going off, then Orton walks down the aisle down to the ring apron, He goes to climb into the ring by climbing through the ropes, once in the ring he goes to the corner and waits his opponent.

RW: Well here we go folks. Michael Orton versus Emerson.

JC: Winner moves on to next months pay per view and will enter the Elimination Chamber match for the National Title.

DING DING DING

Emerson and Orton lock up in the center of the ring. Emerson hits an arm drag on Orton. Orton is up to his feet quickly but gets taken down with another arm drag by Emerson. Orton is up quick again but he takes one step toward Emerson and stops in his tracks.

RW: Emerson had Orton going with those arm drags.

Orton and Emerson circle each other in the center of the ring and lock up again. Orton makes a quick move and hits a body slam on Emerson. Emerson is up quick and goes down just as fast with another body slam by Orton. Emerson is up and like Orton he stops in his tracks and backs off.

JC: These guys are going back and forth.

Emerson and Orton circle each other again in the ring. They go to lock up but Emerson boots Orton in the gut instead. Emerson grabs Orton's hand and whips him into the ropes. Orton bounces off the ropes. Emerson ducks and Orton leapfrogs him. Orton bounces off the opposite ropes and when he comes back toward Emerson, Emerson hits a nice dropkick right to Orton's face sending Orton flying backwards and right out of the ring through the ropes.

RW: Hey Michael, Emerson's getting the upperhand on you! Smarten up.

Orton hears Randy's comment and as Emerson gets closer to the apron Orton grabs his ankles and pulls him out to the floor. Orton grabs Emerson by the back of his head and rams his head right into the commentator's table. Orton does it again and Emerson staggers back and leans up against the ring. Orton looks at Randy.

Michael Orton: NOW WHOSE SMART?!

RW: Go get'em!! Finish him off!!

Orton goes after Emerson but when he does Emerson makes a quick move and slams Orton's head on the ring apron. Emerson rolls Orton into the ring and follows insuit.

JC: I guess Orton isn't as smart as he thought he was.

RW: He's better than Emerson and he should be able to kick his ass real easy.

Emerson is up and brings Orton to his feet. Orton out of no way attempts a Suicide Hotline but Emerson reverses and back flips Orton over his shoulder.

RW: Orton landed on his feet behind Emerson.

Orton spins Emerson around and boots him in the gut. Orton sets Emerson up for what looks to be a suplex or his Psycho Driver finisher but when he tries to lift Emerson up Emerson blocks. Orton tries again but Emerson blocks again. Before Orton can attempt for a third time Emerson lifts him up and holds him in the air for a couple moments before dropping Orton down with a suplex.

JC: Nice delayed suplex by Emerson.

Emerson tries to drop an elbow on Orton but Orton rolls out of the way. Emerson is up quick and tries another but again Orton moves out of the way. Emerson is up quick again and makes the move like he's going to try another elbow but doesn't and when Orton rolls out of the way and stops Emerson drops a leg across his chest.

RW: Okay maybe I was wrong.

JC: Emerson is one step ahead at times in this match.

Emerson is up and sets Orton up in the center of the ring. Emerson goes to the outside of the ropes and climbs to the top rope. He sets himself and stands up slowly. He looks out to the mostly chinese masses before launching himself off the top rope. Emerson goes for a flying elbow drop but at the very last possible second Orton moves.

RW: Crash override and acid burn!

JC: WHAT?!

RW: Hackers! Crash and Burn!!! And that's what Emerson just did.

JC: Wow, computer geek.

RW: Uber geek.

Randy chuckles and John rolls his eyes as Orton and Emerson slowly make their way to their feet. Once they do Orton throws a punch that rocks Emerson backward but Emerson comes right back with a punch of his own that rocks Orton.

JC: These guys are spaghetti legged.

RW: Yeah right! I could walk in the ring now and beat them with a wet noodle.

JC: Keep your ding-a-ling in your pants. These chinese people see enough shrimp on a day-to-day basis.

Orton hits Emerson again and he staggers and almost falls down but he catches himself and throws a punch at Orton that staggers him backward but he too stays on his feet. Orton and Emerson have the same idea as they both throw punches that land on the other. They stagger around the ring and end up bumping into each other. Emerson is the quicker to turn around and quickly rolls up Orton but as that is happening SFT World Champion Big T runs down the ramp and jumps on the apron.

RW: What the hell is the champ doing out here?!

JC: Let's see!

Big T distracts the ref and eventually Orton kicks out. Emerson wonders why the referee was counting and sees Big T on the apron. Emerson stands up and runs and takes a swing at Big T but Big T hopes down off the apron. Emerson continues to try and get out of the ring to go after Big T but the referee pushes him back. And as the referee pushes Emerson back Big T slides in the ring. He stands poised and ready to strike..........and as Michael Orton stands up Big T hits a Game Over on him knocking him clean out.

JC: Well there you go.

Big T quickly rolls out of the ring. Emerson stops fighting the referee as he just watched what Big T did to Orton. Emerson has a confused look on his face. Big T looks up at him and yells.

Big T: NOW THAT'S HOW YOU HANDLE A PUNK WHO FUCKS WITH YOU!!! YOU JACK HIS JAW AND LET HIM KNOW!!! NOW HANDLE YOUR BUSINESS AND PIN THAT PUPPET SON OF A BITCH!!!!!

Emerson listens and covers Orton and the referee make the 3 count.

DING DING DING

RW: Emerson won!!! Big T came out here and looked like he was going to try and screw over Emerson but instead he got payback on Orton from months ago when Orton was Anthony Jesus' puppet.

JC: Well either way Emerson is moving on to No Escape next month and the Elimination Chamber National Title match.

RW: Well that last match between Emerson and Michael Orton was pretty decent.

JC: Shocking win by Emerson over the returning Michael Orton.

Sin City by tavern slander plays as the strike-tron fills up with rain. With a few flashes from the light above the stage, CURRUPT along with Marv come out onto the stage. Both men look at each other. CURRUPT walks down the rampway heading to the ring. He stops, look's up then reaches for the top rope. CURRUPT pulls his six foot seven frame up onto the apron. Climbing over the top rope, Marv goes to remove his lethal jacket. The pa system fades as CURRUPT get's ready to pounce.

RW: This young man come in and taken SFT by storm.

JC: But you know what Randy, storms die down eventually.

RW: I guess time will tell if the Currupt storm is just a big blow hard.

The lights cut out inside the arena as a heavy guitar riff starts up over the sound system. "JUMPDAFUCKUP!" A shower of white pyro rains down on the stage as Sean Lane, arms outstretched, stands right in the middle of it, almost enjoying the hot bath of sparks. When it burns out Lane heads to the ring, cracking his neck and wrists on the way. He slides into the ring, heads to the far corner, climbing to the second rope and simply raising one fist before hopping down in anticipation of the match.

JC: Sean Lane has been sweet and sour since coming home to SFT.

Currupt charges at Sean Lane and nails him in the back.

RW: Here we go for the Hardcore Title!

Currupt nails Sean Lane with some shots to the head before whipping him across the ring. Sean Lane hits the turnbuckles hard and staggers out to the middle of the ropes. Currupt charges again and clotheslines Sean Lane and himself over the top rope and out to the floor.

JC: They're already out on the floor, time to get extreme.

Currupt looks under the ring and pulls out a couple trash cans and trash can lids. Currupt picks up a trash can lid and heads toward the aisle way where Sean Lane is getting up. As Currupt approaches Sean Lane a fan stands up and takes a swig from a bottle of jack daniels and spits it in Currupt's face.

RW: Whoa!! Fans can't be doing that!

Currupt shoves the fan but the fan comes right back and shoves him. Sean Lane then comes in and tries to hit Currupt but Currupt ducks the punch and as Sean Lane turns around he gets clotheslined.

RW: HEY SECURITY!!! Get that fan out of here!!

Currupt flips off the fan and then hits Sean Lane with the trash can lid. Sean Lane ends up rolling back in the ring but Currupt is right behind him with a couple trash cans.

JC: Oh shut up Randy! Leave the fan be!

Currupt waits for Sean Lane to get up and when he does he blasts Sean in the head with a trash can. Sean Lane falls to the mat in a daze.

RW: John he has no right to put his hands on the talent.

Currupt sets up the other trash can in the center of the ring. He picks up Sean Lane off the canvas and sets him up for and hits the Welcome To The Graveyard on Sean Lane onto the trash can.

JC: Randy, pipe down before I backhand you.

Currupt turns Sean Lane over onto his back and covers him for the 1... 2... 3!

The Jumanji theme hits the PA as Lion walks out, bearing his chest and staring proudly into the horizon. As he walks down to the ring a loud Lion's roar is heard. His walk is staggered and timid, as if stalking prey. He then climbs onto the apron just by stepping onto it, he then steps over the ropes and into the ring. From there, he waits.

JC: Here is the big man, Lionel Kingston!

RW: That song sounds so familiar.

JC: It's the theme to the 90s Robin Williams film, Jumanji.

RW: ........WHAT!?

~PERFECTION HAS ARRIVED~

Appears on the tron and then the lights in the arena blackout, a green spotlight begins searching throughout the arena, the fans begin to boo. The spotlight goes faster and faster, the guitar rift can be heard, the spotlight gets even faster then the opening of "Butterflies and Hurricanes" By Muse begins to blare out and the spotlight stops on the entrance way. The Lights stay out as the fans booing become louder.

Change everything you are
and everything you were
your number has been called

Fights and battles have begun
revenge will surely come
your hard times are ahead

Gary Mac then walks out from the back with his black wrestling tights on with green lightning down each side. With the Words The Real Deal inscribed onto the back of it. The fans boo as Mac wears a Black T-Shirt with the words Too Fucking Good inscribed onto the front of it. Gary Mac smirks towards the fans and then begins to head towards the ring, walking past the fans and as he does he he spits on one while wiping his forehead and throwing the sweat onto the fans.

Best
you've got to be the best
you've got to change the world
and use this chance to be heard
your time is now

Mac reaches the ring and he leaps up onto the ring apron. Gary turns around and poses for the fans before leaping over the top rope and landing on his feet. Mac then takes of his T-Shirt and climbs the nearest turnbuckle. Mac poses once more before throwing the T-Shirt into the crowd and then he jumps down and jumps on Kingston with a Thesz Press.

RW: Gary Mac off to a big start!

Ding ding ding.

Mac stays on top of Kingston, hitting him with a random assortment of blows from both hands then steps off and lifts him up, dropping him down again with a simple body slam and then hits a rolling leg drop after a run into the ropes. He reaches over and grabs a leg, going straight for a pin.

1.....

Kickout!

Lionel gets up on his own accord and Mac smacks him once, twice, thrice before knocking him into the corner with a huge clothesline. Mac runs up and hits a dropkick to the gut, rolls back and then DDTs him onto the mat! Mac signals for the end, taking a little too long to get to the top as he taunts. He jumps off the top rope and goes for an elbow!

RW: Oooohhh yeah, a Macho Man-like Elbow!

Indeed, as Lionel manages to get the knees up and Gary lands hard! Both stay down as they desperately gasp for air. Surprisingly, Lionel is up first and rolls out of the ring. He grabs a chair and slides back in. The referee looks at him for a moment, then stares at Mac as he gets up to his feet. The referee grabs the chair from Lionel's hands and throws it out of the ring. As he does this, Kingston takes brass knuckles out of his pants and clubs Gary.

RW: You're kidding me! Ref! Helloooo!?

Immediately blood starts to dribble down his forehead and he falls back into the turnbuckle. He shakes his head like it barely phased him and Kingston runs across the ring.

RW: Mac wasn't hurt much... but he is bleeding.

JC: I can't believe this... gary Mac is scheduled to wrestle later tonight in a First Blood match!

RW: Against Shadow nonetheless... and he'll be walking into that match with a fresh wound!

JC: you have to wonder if maybe Shadow had a hand in that.

RW; What?

JC: It is just a coincidence that Gary is already bleeding?

Lionel throws another punch but Gary ducks it. Lionel's hand grabs the turnbuckle and Gary quickly grabs Lionel's head and slams it against his own hand.

RW: Stop hitting yourself!

Mac takes a hold of Lionel's hand, whips him into the rope and follows him, laying a knee deep into the small of his back as he collides chest first with the turnbuckle. Mac turns him around, judo tosses him into the centre of the ring and bounces off the second rope to hit a springboard moonsault, this time hitting him. The Lion stumbles up to his feet and gary boots him in the gut. he then gives him a sit-down powerbomb! He stays down and holds onto his legs, turning into a boston crab!

JC: That is the Near Destruction! Will Lionel Kingston tap out?

He does.

RW: Lionel taps! Gary Mac is victorious!

RW: Next up, the tag team titles are on the line as the champions Mojo Rising defend their titles against "NirvDawna".

JC: They're the final two members of the Crimson Knights, but the Knight may just go out with a bang by winning the tag titles.

RW: There's no denying Nirvana and Dawn's talents in the ring. I just hope for their sake that they have a strategy going into this match. Jackson Steed and Nic Diesel possess great in ring teamwork, and they'll need to have a plan going in.

JC: Randy, its Nirvana and Dawn Artemisk. There's no "strategy" with those two. They just dive right in and cause as much harm as possible.

RW: Well I guess if something's not broken, don't try to fix it.

JC: Very true.

The camera cuts to Robyn.

Robyn: The next bout is a tag match scheduled for one fall, and it is for the SFT Tag Team Championships!

"The Trial" begins to play and the lights in the arena turn a deep purple. Nirvana steps from behind the entrance curtain with a clipboard in one hand and a bottle of pills in the other. Dawn steps out too with the National title wrapped around her waist, eyeballing the pills in Nirvana's hand.

Robyn: Now coming to the ring, the challengers, at a combined weight of 364 pounds, they are Nirvana and the SFT National Champion Dawn Lenore Artemisk...NIRVDAWNA!

He tosses them to her and she follows up by taking a handful and then gleefully following Nirvana to the ring.

JC: What do you think those pills are, Randy?

RW: Hopefully they're the kind that keeps her mind focus on the match.

JC: Maybe, but when Nirvana's the one giving her pills, can you really believe that?

RW: It's almost like the old saying "who watches the watchmen".

JC: I love that comic. There's a naked blue guy in it.

RW: Yes...yes there is.

Once both are in the ring, Nirvana sets the clipboard aside and orders Dawn to release the bottle. Dawn shakes her head not wanting to be rid of her little friends, but Nirvana says something to her and she eventually gives him the bottle. He sets the bottle aside while escorting Dawn to their corner. Robyn: And their opponents...

The intro to "Beast Mode" by B.O.B. starts up as a strobe light that flashes multi-colors starts going off through the arena. Pyros go off as Jackson Steed and Nic Diesel step from behind the curtains wearing the tag title gold. Steed has his belt around his waist while Nic carries his on his shoulder. Steed is bent over with his hands out like an airplane while Nic comes out with his arms folded. They have on their trademark designed tights and boots. They're also wearing his trademark sunglasses. Nic walks down the ramp. Steed whirls around at the top of the stage like a plane. He then stands up and gives the crowd a smile as he starts to walk down to the ring with Nic as the video goes into slow motion on the Jumbotron.

Robyn: At a combined weight of 540 pounds, they are the SFT Tag Team Champions, Jackson Steed and Nic Diesel...MOJO RISING!

Jackson Steed walks down to the ring giving fans high fives as they cheer him on his way to the ring. Jackson keeps the smile on his face as he walks up the ring steps and wipes his feet off on the apron. Nic grabs the ropes on the apron and hoists himself up into the ring. Steed raises a hand up to the crowd as they give the two a loud pop. He then climbs between the second and top rope into the ring and runs across the ring to the turnbuckle. He jumps to the top and raises his hands as he looks through the crowd he takes his sunglasses off and throws them to one lucky female. Nic Diesel raises an arm up and leans against the ropes to show off a little. Jackson steps down from the turnbuckle and he and Nic go to the opposite corner to prepare for the match.

RW: And the champions look ready, but can anyone really be ready for a team like NirvDawna?

JC: It's hard because both Nirvana and Dawn are unpredictable loose cannons. Just when you think you have them, they'll explode on you.

RW: And considering their actions in the past, that won't look pretty. I feel this will be a true test for Mojo Rising.

JC: And let's not forget, Dawn still has to defend her National title against Jackson later on. They're pulling double duty tonight!

RW: I think Nirvana knows this, and that's why he's keeping her on the apron. She can't waste all her energy on this match alone.

Sure enough, Dawn stays on the apron while Nirvana starts the match for his team. Steed decides to start off for his side. Referee Dean Barge takes the titles from Nick and Steed and raises them up for everyone to see. Robyn steps out of the ring to take her seat. Barge passes the belts to the timekeeper and calls for the bell. When it rings, Nirvana and Steed meet up at the center of the ring and grapple. Nirvana bests Jackson in strength and knees him in the stomach. He wraps his arms around Steed's waist and goes for an early gut wrench powerbomb, but Steed flips over Nirvana and lands on his feet. From there he runs to the ropes, bounces off them, and comes back with a hurricarana that sends Nirvana flying to the mat. Steed uses his speed to get back on his feet and run towards Nirvana before he can even comprehend what just occurred and connect with a running dropkick right to his face. Nirvana clutches his nose and gets back to his feet by using the ropes. Steed runs at him again and goes for an over the top clothesline, but Nirvana elevates Steed over his head. Jackson lands on the apron, springboards off them, and drops Nirvana with a bulldog. He rolls Nirvana over and makes the cover.

Barge: 1...2...

Kick out. Steed picks Nirvana back up, but the crimson knight member rakes Steed's eyes temporarily blinding him. Nirvana then grabs Steed by the back of the head and headbutts him a couple times. Jackson falls on one knee and extends an arm out for Nic, but Nirvana won't have any of it and he lifts Steed back up. He starts throwing boxing style punches to the chest and head of Steed.

RW: Nirvana's boxing style is doing a number on Steed.

JC: Steed's all about speed. If you slow him down he's not nearly as effective, and these precise punches are going to do just that.

Nirvana pushes Steed into a turnbuckle and lands a volley of stomach punches followed by a forearm to the face. Barge warns Nirvana about bring too excessive with his punches, but the Godfather of Darkness could care less as he lands an uppercut punch. Steed looks to be in bad shape as Nirvana grabs hold of him and whips him across the ring to the opposite turnbuckle. He charges forward and goes for a running clothesline, but Steed manages to raise his foot up and kick it right into Nirvana's face. Steed takes advantage of this opportunity by running over to Nic and tagging him in. The fans cheer as the big man steps into the ring. He grabs the rising Nirvana by the head and tosses him across the ring. Nirvana gets back to his feet and runs towards Nic only to be met with an arm drag. He gets up and gets another arm drag. Nirvana is up again and Nic catches him with a powerslam into a pin.

Barge: 1...2...

Dawn enters the ring and kicks Nic in the back of the head breaking the count. Diesel gets to his feet and glares at the national champion. Dawn gets the ref to step in as she slips back onto the apron, her job done. While Nic is distracted Nirvana has gotten back on his feet. He waits for Nic to turn around, and when he does he gets a spinning heel kick from Nirvana. Diesel stumbles back a bit, but doesn't fall just yet. Nirvana grabs him and drops him with an impressive body slam. He looks over to Dawn who's begging to be tagged in. Nirvana reluctantly makes the tag and tells her to be quick about it. Dawn enters the ring, goes over to the fallen Diesel and kicks him in the stomach a couple times.

JC: And Dawn makes her presence known.

RW: I believe she already did that earlier by interfering.

JC: Hey, she's just doing what she has to do for the team.

Dawn brings herself down to the mat, grabs Nic by the throat and starts choking him. Referee Barge makes the count.

Barge: 1, 2, 3, 4,

Dawn lets go right at four. Barge yells at Dawn about illegal chokeholds, but without having a care in the world she starts choking Nic again.

Barge: 1, 2, 3, 4,

Dawn let's go again. Steed steps into the ring and yells at the ref to do his job and disqualify her. Barge goes over to Steed and tells him to get back on the apron. While this is going on Dawn gets back on her feet, places a heel on Nic's neck and pushes down hard, laughing as she does so. She releases her foot right before the referee can see anything.

JC: Poor Nic's going to have a sore throat tonight.

RW: Can't those two ever play by the rules? Just one time?

JC: Where's the fun in that?

Dawn looks down at Nic and smirks, then turns to Steed and shrieks at him. Dawn: You're next!!!

Suddenly, Nic extends an arm up and grabs hold of Dawn by the throat. He gets to his feet and stares death into her. Dawn's joyful shriek turns into a scream. Nirvana enters the ring and dropkicks Nic's left leg before he can cause any harm to her. Nirvana gets yelled at by Barge to get back on the apron which he of course does. He tells Dawn to tag out and she does so without hesitation. Nirvana runs up to an arising Diesel and keeps him down on one knee with his punches. Nirvana, believing he has Nic where he wants him, grabs hold of him and goes for a suplex, but Nic relies on being dead weight to keep him grounded. Nirvana keeps trying to lift him with no success. Diesel unleashes his strength by lifting Nirvana off his feet and tackling him right into the turnbuckle. Before he can react, Nic wraps his arms around Nirvana and drops him with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Nic goes for the cover, his eyes glued to Dawn.

Barge: 1...2...

Kick out by Nirvana. Nic gets to his feet and goes over to Steed, tagging him in. Steed jumps over the ropes, runs the ropes and lands a springboard leg drop right on Nirvana. He hooks the leg and makes another cover.

Barge: 1...2...

Another kick out. Steed lifts up Nirvana, hoists him up over his head and drops him with a Death Valley Driver.

RW: Steed could pull it off here!

Steed jumps on Nirvana and makes the cover.

Barge: 1...2...

Kick out again.

JC: It's not over yet!

Steed gets up, grabs Nirvana and body slams him down. He looks over at the turnbuckle and points at it indicating that he's about to fly high. He climbs the turnbuckle, and it looks like he's about to jump, when suddenly two people in the crowd jump over the guard rail and make their way into the ring.

RW: Wait...what's this?!

One pushed Steed off the top rope causing him to land crotch first on the ropes before falling to the outside. Nic spots this and goes to defend Steed, but both men soon begin to pound away at Nic until he falls to one knee in exhaustion. The referee calls for the bell right away. Dawn looks on in disbelief as she enters the ring to help Nirvana up.

JC: Who are these guys?!

RW: I have no idea; they just came out of nowhere and attacked the tag champs.

Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is for the SFT National Title!

Jesus heads to the back as the fans cheer. The referee calls for the bell. It rings, and the match is official. Dawn goes to grab for her belt so she can leave with it, but Steed won't have any of that. He grabs her by the hair and Dawn screams in terror. Steed lifts Dawn up in the air and lands an inverted atomic drop on her. He then runs the ropes and hits a flying forearm across her face knocking her down. He makes the quick cover.

Barge: 1...2...

Kick out by Dawn. Steed gets to his feet and picks Dawn up. He whips her to a turnbuckle, runs towards her, and goes for a monkey flip, but Dawn lifts Steed up and drops him face first on the turnbuckle pad. She rolls up Steed from behind and places her legs on the rope for leverage.

Barge: 1...2...

But the ref sees her feet on the rope and stops the count. Barge warns her about breaking the rules, but she could care less at this point.

JC: This is so unfair for Dawn. She was just in a tag title match, now she has to defend her National title seconds later? Where's the justice?!

RW: It seems you're already forgetting that Steed was in that match, and he took much more punishment than Dawn.

JC: That's not the point, Randy!

Dawn grabs hold of Steed and bites his forehead. Barge tries to pull Dawn off, but she refuses to let go. The referee counts her out.

Barge: 1,2,3,4

Dawn lets go and Steed holds his forehead which is now starting to bleed. He doesn't have time to recover from the injury though as Dawn brings him down with a Lou Thez press and starts clawing away at his face.

JC: Kitty's showing claws!

Dawn finishes clawing away and gets off of Steed. She stomps on his chest a few times before making her way up the turnbuckle. When she gets to the top she jumps off and lands a senton bomb on Steed. She makes another cover.

Barge: 1...2...

Kick out. Dawn shrieks and picks herself up. She then grabs Steed and whips him into the ropes. On the return she bends down for a back body drop. Instead Steed flips over her, lands on his feet, grabs Dawn from behind and connects with a dragon suplex into a pin.

Barge: 1...2...

Kick out by Dawn. Steed gets to his feet and runs the ropes. Right as Dawn gets up he springboards off the ropes and lands a cross body block into a pin, but Dawn rolls on top of Steed and pulls on the tights.

Barge: 1...2...

Kick out again. Dawn gets up quickly, runs the ropes, and facewashes Steed to the mat. She shrieks really loud again and waits for Steed to get to his feet. When he does she grabs him from behind and applies the double arm sleeper. The fans start to boo loudly, but not for Dawn winning. One of the men who interfered minutes ago, the one with blonde spiky hair, stands on the ramp and eyes the two in the ring. Dawn notices this and lets go of Steed.

RW: What's HE doing back?!

JC: Enough is enough, guy! You ruined one title match, don't ruin another!

Dawn yells at him to come down to the ring and get some. Meanwhile, Steed is back on his feet and he sees that Dawn is distracted. He takes full advantage of this by grabbing hold of her from behind. Dawn turns around and gets a kick in the gut followed by a twist of fate from Steed.

RW: Dawn's down!

JC: I am NOT happy right now.

Steed goes to the turnbuckle and climbs it to the top. He notices the blonde haired man as well, but focuses on Dawn for the moment. He leaps off with a corkscrew moonsault that lands right on Dawn!

RW: B-52! B-52!

Steed hooks the leg and covers Dawn.

Barge: 1...2....3!

Dawn kicks out half a second too late as Steed jumps off of her and gets to his feet with a big grin on his face. The referee grabs the National title from the corner of the ring and hands it to Steed.

RW: He did it! Jackson Steed wins!

JC: NOOOO! DAMN IT!

Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, and the NEW SFT National Champion...JACKSON STEED!

"Beast Mode" by B.o.b plays and Steed runs around the ring with the title belt in his hand. He even exits the ring and hugs a few fans out of excitement. Dawn rolls out of the ring in defeat.

RW: That is one happy man right there.

JC: Dawn was screwed the second the match started.

RW: I suppose it can be argued, but there's no denying that Steed's holding plenty of gold.

Steed is handed the SFT tag titles as well, and Steed can barely hold all the belts at once. He slides back into the ring with them and poses for the fans a little bit more. Steed turns to the blonde haired man still watching him and gestures for him to get in the ring.

RW: Looks like Steed's ready for the next challenge.

The man smirks and sarcastically claps his hands for the new champion before walking away to a chorus of boos.

JC: Well so much for THAT happening.

JC: Up next SwitchBlade takes on Bruce Kingston, no relation to Lionel, for a chance to enter the Elimination Chamber World Title match next month.

RW: It's Bruce and the powers of Scientology against the Trinity's SwitchBlade, seems like this has religion all over it.

JC: Yeah, but in this case both sides are full of lunatics.

The camera cuts to Robyn in the ring.

Robyn: This next bout is a qualifying match for the Elimination Chamber!

"Dragonfly" by Shaman's Harvest plays as SwitchBlade steps through the curtain to a chorus of cheers and boos. Once at the top of the ramp, he removes his sunglasses and tosses them to the side. He walks past the fans ignoring their presence.

Robyn: First making his way to the ring from Boston, Massachusetts and weighing in at 240 pounds...SWITCHBLADE!

SwitchBlade slides under the ring ropes, picks himself up, and stands in one corner of the ring once in awhile stretching his arms and legs. Once he sees his opponent, he patiently waits for the bell to ring.

RW: Lion's willing servant looks ready for action.

"Tom Sawyer" by Rush starts playing and Bruce Kingston steps out from behind the curtain with the same goofy grin on his face from last week. Brice can be seen clapping for Bruce while Bruce waves hello to Brice.

Robyn: From Hollywood, California and weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the self proclaimed "World's Toughest Scientologist"...BRUCE KINGSTON!

JC: This is about the World title, Randy. Who will advance?

He shakes the hands of a few people at ringside and tells them to believe before walking up the steps and entering the ring. Bruce goes over to SwitchBlade and offers a handshake, but SwitchBlade just gives him a dirty look instead. He shrugs, shakes the referee's hand, and walks around the ring waving to his heart's content.

RW: Bruce looks ready for this.

JC: Sure he does, who wouldn't be ready to beat SwitchBlade?

Robyn exits the ring and the referee calls for the bell. As the bell rings Bruce attacks SwitchBlade by rushing him from behind and clotheslining him down to the mat, SwitchBlade back up but Kingston with another clothesline. Switchy gets back up a kick in the gut and Bruce with a snap suplex.

JC: Quick offense from Bruce.

RW: Sure is Randy, but can he keep this up?

Bruce reaches down and pulls up SwitchBlade then whips him off the ropes, as he comes back Bruce connects with a dropkick sending down SwitchBlade Kingston off the ropes and leaps up landing an elbow on SwitchBlade. Bruce is up and brings SwitchBlade with him and goes for a reverse atomic drop but SwitchBlade moves out the way and connects with a European uppercut then another. Bruce is rocked he is against the ropes as he comes back SwitchBlade hits a back body drop sending Bruce Kingston down.

RW: SwitchBlade now taking it to Bruce.

JC: Who cares about SwitchBlade, COME ON BRUCE!

RW: Yeah, you're not bias...

As Kingston gets up he receives a knee to the midsection doubling him over SwitchBlade goes for a powerbomb but Bruce counters it into a facebuster. Kingston rolls SwitchBlade over and covers

Ref: 1...2...

Kick out by SwitchBlade.

JC: Bruce going for an early cover.

RW: It will take more than that to take out SwitchBlade.

The fans watch as Kingston gets up followed closely by SwitchBlade Bruce with a kick to the gut then a quick DDT. Bruce covers.

Ref: 1...2...

Kick out by SwitchBlade. Kingston stands up he takes a step back and goes for an elbow but SwitchBlade moves out the way and Bruce connects against the floor. SwitchBlade is up and so is Bruce. Switch with a hip toss and Bruce goes down but he is back up a drop kick and Bruce is down but gets up slower this time. SwitchBlade sweeps Bruce's legs and makes a cover.

Ref: 1...

Bruce gets out rather easily. SwitchBlade picks Bruce up and kicks him in the gut before hitting a snap suplex. Instead of going for the pin he applies a headlock. The referee checks on Bruce, but Kingston doesn't want to give up. He uses his lower body strength to lift himself back up on his feet and elbow SwitchBlade in the chest once, twice, three times before the Trinity member finally lets go. Kingston runs the ropes and goes for another clothesline, but SwitchBlade catches him and drops him with a power slam. He hooks the leg for the cover.

Ref: 1...2...

Kick out.

RW: Back and forth action, but Bruce Kingston continues to fight on!

SwitchBlade gets to his feet and goes to the nearest turnbuckle. He climbs up to the second pad, leaps off and hits an elbow to the sternum. SwitchBlade stands up and the fans give him a mixture of boos and cheers as usual. He grabs Bruce by the legs and it looks like he's going for his submission finisher, but Bruce wiggles his way to the ropes and grabs them. The referee counts out SwitchBlade.

Ref: 1,2,3,

SwitchBlade lets go and waits for Bruce to get to his feet. As soon as he does he attempts to clothesline Bruce over the top rope, but Bruce stops SwitchBlade with a shoulder to the gut followed by a sunset flip into a pin.

Ref: 1...2...

SwitchBlade chops Bruce in the head with his legs and kicks out. Both men get to their feet. Bruce attacks SwitchBlade first with a series of chops to the chest. He then whips him to the turnbuckle and charges forward. He lands a powerful running clothesline and SwitchBlade stumbles forward. Bruce uses the momentum to lift SwitchBlade up and drop him with a spinebuster. He covers and hooks the leg.

Ref: 1...2...

Kick out again. Bruce gets to his feet and steps back. He waits for SwitchBlade to get to his feet and when he does he charges forward for the spear, but SwitchBlade grabs him by the head in time and drops him with an implant DDT!

JC: How did he do that?!

RW: Well for one thing, it's SwitchBlade. He always thinks a step ahead.

SwitchBlade rolls Bruce over and covers.

Ref: 1...2...

Kick out by Bruce. SwitchBlade gets back on his feet and looks out of breath. He keeps going and grabs hold of Bruce, but Kingston manages to play possum long enough to sneak in a northern lights suplex into a pin.

Ref: 1...2...

NO! Kick out at the last half second.

JC: WOW that was close.

RW: Close, but no cigar.

Bruce looks annoyed with the referee, but he continues his assault on SwitchBlade by dragging him by the leg to the center of the ring and applying a single leg crab. SwitchBlade claws away at the mat in the hope of reaching the ropes, but Kingston has the hold locked on pretty tight. The referee asks SwitchBlade if he gives up, but he says no and continues forward. Eventually he reaches the ropes and grabs the bottom one. The ref forces Bruce to release the hold.

Ref: 1,2,3,4

Bruce finally lets go and looks annoyed with SwitchBlade. He grabs him to lift him up, but SwitchBlade counters with a small package!

Ref: 1...2...

Another kick out. SwitchBlade and Bruce get up together. SwitchBlade goes for a belly to back suplex, but Bruce manages to stop him with an elbow to the side of the head. He then grabs SwitchBlade by the back of the head and hits a neckbreaker. Bruce goes to the turnbuckle and climbs it to the top. He jumps and lands a perfect elbow on SwitchBlade.

JC: He did it! He hit the elbow!

RW: Calm down, he hasn't won yet!

JC: But he will.

Bruce gets to his feet, and then drags SwitchBlade up. He hoists him up over his head and goes for the F5, but SwitchBlade counters it by landing on his feet, grabbing Bruce from behind and connecting with a release German suplex.

JC: Oh come on!

SwitchBlade waits for the dazed Bruce to get back to his feet, and when he does he kicks Kingston in the gut, places him between his legs and drops him with a cradle piledriver.

RW: Piledriver to Bruce! You know what that means.

JC: No I don't. Shut up!

SwitchBlade grabs Bruce by the legs and quickly applies Entering the Darkness. Bruce struggles to break free, but once it's locked in he doesn't have anywhere else to go. Bruce has no choice but to tap. The referee calls for the bell as "Dragonfly" starts playing.

JC: Damn him! He does it again!

Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...SWITCHBLADE!

SwitchBlade gets to his feet and allows the referee to raise his arm before he exits the ring. Bruce holds his neck and eventually rolls out of the ring angry at himself for getting caught. He doesn't even bother shaking hands with anyone.

RW: SwitchBlade wins and becomes the final entrant in the Elimination Chamber. And considering the other winners who advanced earlier, it looks like we have quite a main event at our next pay per view.

RW: Folks, it's now time for our World Title match. Johnny Fierce finally gets his long overdue shot against the champion Big T.

JC: Last week Fierce showed us all just how far he was willing to go for the world title. After winning the triple threat match last week he decimated the champ with a curb stomp onto a steel chair and showed the world that he was ready to hold the gold.

The camera cuts to crew members raising a chain link wall and tying the excess chains around the ring ropes. Numerous weapons are already attached to them such as chairs, Singapore canes, a sledgehammer, trash can lids, and pieces of already broken table to name a few.

RW: And as you can see ladies and gentlemen, this match will not be for the faint of heart. It's called a Clockwork Orange House of Fun match, but I can assure you all that there's nothing fun about it.

JC: Maybe not for you Randy, but for Fierce it's going to be paradise. The man eats, breathes and sleeps hardcore, and this match was practically made for him. I don't know how Big T is going to come out of this still the champ.

RW: Big T has shocked us in the past by winning many matches that we didn't believe he could even survive. It'll be tough, but if anyone can beat Fierce in a hardcore environment, it's Big T. And it looks like the playing field is just about set up.

The camera cuts back to the ring. Robyn Byrne and senior referee Sean Whitcomb carefully enter the ring.

JC: It looks like a post apocalyptic nightmare. Where's Mel Gibson when you need him?

Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Clockwork Orange House of Fun match scheduled for one fall with a one hour time limit, and it is for the SFT World Heavyweight Championship!

The fans, hardly able to contain their excitement, erupt into cheers.

Robyn: The rules for this match are simple. Any weapon can be used, and falls count anywhere. If either participant is no longer able to continue the referee will stop the match and award the title to the man left standing.

JC: So basically...there are no rules.

RW: I don't hear the fans complaining.

The arena suddenly dims as heavy guitar riffs and drums begin pounding away.

"Yeah, I get it, you're an outcast Always under attack, always coming in last Bringing up the past, no one owes you anything I think you need a shotgun blast, a kick in the ass So paranoid, WATCH YOUR BACK!!!!"

Pyro blasts on either side of the entrance ramp explode in sequence leading towards the middle of the entrance ramp in rapid succession. The explosions meet in the middle in an enormous bang causing lots of smoke. Johnny Fierce walks out of the smoke with a steel chair raised in his right hand. The chair has been spray painted with a target symbol in the center. Johnny huffs in the smoke, looks around at the audience as a chorus of boos shower him, and he revels in it for a moment and struts down to the stage, flipping off everyone and everything he can see on his way. Johnny slowly slinks under the ropes and gets to his feet. He looks around at the chains and weapons with a great big grin on his face.

JC: He looks like a kid in a candy store.

RW: He might as well be, Johnny. I can already tell he's thinking of ways to hurt Big T with what's available.

JC: Especially with that chair in his hands. It looks like he drew a target on it!

RW: And we all know who that target is for.

Fierce looks over at the ring entrance and bangs the chair on the mat a few times as if crying for Big T to come out. Without fail, the lights in the arena go completely out leaving everybody in total darkness. The StrikeTron lights up with two quarters falling on a table. Once the quarters stop rolling around the beginning of the song "No Love" by Eminem featuring Lil Wayne begins to play. First just the slow beat begins to play with some words spoken every so often.

"Love... Love..."

The music continues.

"Love... Love... Love..."

"Don't Hurt Me... Don't Hurt Me...

No More... No More..."

The sound of a tape rewinding fast is heard and just then red and gold pyro shoots off from the top of the ramp staging. "The Icon" "The Legend" Big T makes his way through the curtain from backstage with the World Heavyweight Title strapped around his waist. Multiple colored lights flash throughout the arena. And the song continues with Lil Wayne as Big T slowly walks down the ramp, his eyes glued to Fierce. Big T walks up the steel stairs, carefully steps through the ropes, and enters the ring. Big T reaches behind his back and unhooks the World Heavyweight Title as he walks past Fierce and climbs the ropes in one of the corners. He climbs up to the top rope and once he has his balance he stands straight up and holds the World Title high above his head. Big T jumps off the top rope and lands on the mat. The music fades out as Eminem begins his verse. Big T hands the belt over to Whitcomb and walks over to the opposite corner. Fierce bangs the mat with his chair again, but T doesn't flinch.

RW: Big T has been on top of the SFT world since the beginning of this year. He has taken on all challenges, and now he must prove himself once again with Johnny Fierce.

JC: I'll admit, it takes a lot of guts to enter hardcore Hell with a demon like Fierce. T doesn't even look scared.

RW: The man has a champion's pride. He won't allow himself to be afraid of anyone.

Robyn: And now the participants. Standing to my right, the challenger...from Plymouth, Massachusetts and weighing in at 205 pounds, he is “the most dangerous man in sports entertainment”...JOHNNY FIERCE!

Fierce raises the chair over his head as the fans continue to boo him. He mouths off to them and goes back to staring down the champ.

Robyn: And standing to my left, his opponent...from East Wareham, Massachusetts and weighing in at 240 pounds, he is “The Icon”, “The Legend”, and the current SFT World Heavyweight Champion...BIG T!

Big T cracks his fingers and neck while keeping a close eye on the chair. Robyn exits the ring to go to her seat and referee Whitcomb steps over to the center of the ring. He holds up the title belt and shows it to the fans on all four sides.

RW: Folks, let's not forget that while this is a hardcore style match, the title that Whitcomb holds in his hands represents the best of all styles of wrestling here in SFT

JC: There is so much history and prestige that comes with the World Title. When you win it, you prove to everyone that you're the best in the business.

RW: It looks like we're about ready to start.

Whitcomb hands the title belt to the timekeeper, and tells him to ring the bell. The bell sounds, and the match is official.

JC: Here we go!

Fierce runs towards T and swings the chair, but the champ ducks and Johnny hits nothing but air. He spins around and T is already on him with left and right hand punches. Fierce drops the chair and leans into the ropes. T grabs Fierce and whips him to the ropes. Johnny bounces back, T raises an arm up for another punch, but Fierce grabs the top rope and clings to it. He slips outside of the ring as the crowd boos him for leaving.

RW: And Fierce is already bailing.

JC: He's not bailing, Randy. He's just taking a breather.

RW: After the first few seconds?

T shakes his head and follows Fierce out of the ring. Fierce, who at this point has been trying to get the feeling back in his jaw, notices T about to grab him from behind and elbows him in the face. Once immobilized, Fierce grabs the back of T's head and shoves him right into the barricade. He proceeds to stomp mudholes into T's abdomen. When he finishes he spits at a fan and curses at him. Grabbing T by the hair, Fierce lifts him up and tosses shoulder first into the steel steps. Fierce walks over to T and while picking him up smacks him upside the head a couple times out of pure mockery. T fights back by elbowing Fierce away, but Johnny doesn't take the comeback too kindly and shoves T's head right into the turnbuckle pole. As he tosses T back into the ring, he takes notice of the chained up weapons and decides to have fun with one. He grabs a Singapore cane and unties it from the chain. When he gets it out he raises the cane over his head and the crowd, knowing how it'll be used, boo him. Fierce flips them off and gets back into the ring. He waits for T to get back to his feet, and when he does he whacks him over the back with the cane. The sound reverberates throughout the arena, as does the champion's screams. Johnny, wanting to hear more, smacks the cane on his back again, and again as T fights to get back on his feet. His back is beet red at this point, so the challenger moves on and smacks T right on top of the head with it. T falls back down, and Johnny yells at him to get back up. The resilient champion does, but unfortunately falls right into Johnny's clutches. He wraps the cane across the champion's neck and drops him with a Russian leg sweep. Johnny tosses the cane aside and makes the first cover of the match.

Whitcomb: 1...2...

The champ kicks out. Fierce gets back on his feet and stomps on T's back unwilling to give him even a second to recover. T grabs the ropes and lifts himself back to his feet, but Fierce is on him like a vulture to a corpse as he spins the champ around and delivers knife edge chops right to his chest. He doesn't quit until T's chest as is as red as his back. Fierce moves on from the chops and whips T to the ropes. The champ bounces back and soon finds himself in an abdominal stretch. Fierce pulls back T's arm and drives his weight into the champ's lower back.

RW: And Johnny Fierce gets in a well performed abdominal stretch. I didn't think he had it in him.

JC: That's the most common misconception people make about Johnny. He's not JUST a hardcore wrestler. Sure it's his specialty, but he has a few other tricks up his sleeve as you can see.

RW: T's back has to be hurting after those shots from the cane, but it doesn't look like he wants to quit.

Whitcomb can be heard asking T if he wants to submit, but T shakes his head. Fierce, annoyed by this, pulled back harder and even throws in a couple punches to the abdomen before reapplying the hold. The fans chant for Big T, and even start to clap for him. The clapping seems to be motivating Big T just enough for him to use all his upper body strength and eventually arm drag Fierce off the stretch. Fierce spins around to face T only to be met with a running clothesline that knocks him down. T bounces off the ropes, and when the challenger gets to his feet T connects with a running mule kick right to Fierce's crotch. The crowd starts to show signs of sympathy for Fierce for the first time as he falls to his knees, the look on his face showing just how much pain he's in. T smirks and looks over at the weapons chained up.

JC: What a dirty move by T. You just don't DO that to another man.

RW: This is the world of hardcore, Johnny. Anything goes, even the lowest of blows.

JC: Now what's he thinking?

Big T grabs hold of a weapon and unties it from the chains. He shows it to the camera, and it appears to be a pair of nunchucks. T spins the nunchucks around and performs a little Bruce Lee routine much to the delight of the fans. Johnny gets back to his feet slowly, his nether regions still sensitive. He turns to face T and gets a nunchuck to the stomach for his trouble. T goes to town on Johnny as he smacks him with the nunchucks over and over again, much like Fierce had done with the cane. Not even his legs are safe as T chops the back of Fierce's right leg and sends him back down. Upon sending Fierce a world of hurt, T raises the nunchucks up high and then tosses them aside, their job done.

RW: Who knew that Big T was skilled at the nunchucks?

JC: What I really want to know is who thought it was a good idea to put nunchucks in this match?

RW: I'm sure the item selecting process was thought out.

JC: Yeah, by a room full of inept monkeys!

T grabs Fierce's right leg and drops an elbow right on the knee. He gets back up and drops another elbow on it. He does this a third time before remaining on the ground and applying a knee bar. Fierce reaches for the ropes until he eventually grabs the bottom ropes, but the referee shakes his head knowing that there's nothing he can do about it.

RW: In a normal match that would constitute a rope break, but are you're all well aware this is not a normal match.

JC: So T's just going to keep that hold applied for as long as he wants?

RW: Unless Fierce can find a way out, yes.

Johnny fights through the pain and looks for a way out. He reaches for the chains and grabs hold of a weapon. He pulls off a trash can lid and smacks it against T's left leg. T releases the hold right away and grabs his injured leg.

JC: There we go! What ingenuity by Johnny Fierce.

RW: Yeah, grab a lid and smack someone with it...REAL clever.

Fierce gets back to his feet, but his right leg has already taken the damage and he can't seem to keep any weight on it. T gets up and Johnny swings the lid. It lands on the back of T's head and sends him right back down. Johnny tosses the lid aside and punches his leg a couple times to get the feeling back. Fierce grabs hold of T, wraps an arm around his back and lands a fisherman suplex into a pin.

Whitcomb: 1...2...

T kicks out. Fierce gets back up and stomps down on the champ for good measure. He picks T up, but T quickly wraps his arms around Fierce's head and drops him with a jawbreaker. Fierce clutches his jaw, and T pushes him into a turnbuckle. From there T climbs the turnbuckle to the top and grabs hold of Johnny's head. He connects with diamond dust and makes the cover.

Whitcomb: 1...2...

Kick out by Fierce. T lifts Fierce back up and goes for a spinning sambo suplex, but Fierce counters with an elbow to the head followed by a stomp of the foot and a DDT on the mat. Fierce gets to his feet and plants a foot on T's face.

Whitcomb: 1...2...

T kicks out, but Fierce stomps on his face for the hell of it. Fierce then grabs T and lifts him back up, but the champ headbutts Fierce hard enough to knock him back. While Fierce is disoriented, T grabs him from behind and connects with a back suplex. T gets back up and looks to the fans before going back over to the weapons. He goes to grab a chair tied up to the chains, but he's having a hard time pulling it out.

RW: And now the champ is trying to get a weapon, but he's having a hard time getting that chair to come off the chain.

JC: Sucks to be him!

Fierce has had enough time to get back to a standing position, and he spots T fumbling with the chair. The challenger walks over to a distracted T, grabs him by the neck and slams him head first right into the chained chair. He leans T against the ropes and for added measure he grabs the chain and wraps it around T's neck, choking him.

RW: Oh my God, that's sick! T is caught between the rope and the chain and I don't think he can breathe!

JC: I guess Fierce really does take T's breath away.

RW: Cut that out!

JC: Aw, but look at the guy, he's all choked up about it.

RW: Stop it!

JC: Hey, if this doesn't make it on DVD, maybe we can put it on a gag reel!

RW: I hate you!

Fierce goes over to his chair, the one he started out with, and slams it on the mat a couple times. T, meanwhile, is struggling with the chains. Whitcomb tries to help him out of his trap, but Fierce yells at him to back away and he has no choice but to do so. Johnny runs towards T like a lunatic and rams the edge of the chair right into T's chest. He rams the chair a couple more times, and then wraps it up with a bulls eye shot to the head. The champion's head lowers and his face starts to turn a shade of purple.

RW: Folks, we may see an end to this match pretty soon. I don't think T will be able to compete. It looks like he needs medical attention.

JC: Erm...okay, maybe this is a bit too far, even for Fierce.

Johnny, seeing what he brought upon T, drops the chair and for a moment returns to being a rational human. He goes over to T and helps him out of the chain and rope. T's head slips out of the ropes and the champion crashes to the floor as a pile of dead weight. Fierce slaps him in the face a couple times to wake him up, but when he sees that T isn't moving he decides to end things quick with a cover. Whitcomb hesitantly makes the count.

Whitcomb: 1...2....

Big T's right arm lifts off the ground. Fierce looks like he's seen a ghost and steps away from the champ.

RW: What...did he just kick out? I thought he was unconscious!

JC: Unconscious? I thought he was dead!

Not wanting to believe what just happened, Fierce goes over to T and makes another pin attempt.

Whitcomb: 1...2...

Kick out again! The fans cheer for T as Fierce shakes his head in disbelief. He makes yet another pin.

Whitcomb: 1...2...

And a third straight kick out. Fierce gets to his feet and pulls at his hair not sure of what to do next. T's color returns to him, and he starts moving a bit better. Whitcomb asks him if he can continue, and T simply nods. The fans seeing this chant Big T's name.

RW: This is amazing. Big T just WON'T stay down! And listen to these fans!

Fans: LET'S GO BIG T! LET'S GO BIG T! LET'S GO BIG T!

Fierce covers his ears and yells at the fans to shut up, but they continue to chant. Johnny exits the ring and starts yelling at fans individually, even going so far as to threaten to slap a guy if he didn't shut up. Meanwhile, T starts waking up and slowly gets up to his knees. Fierce, not seeing this, continues to let the fans bother him. T soon gets to his feet, and when he sees Fierce yelling at the fans he decides to do what he does best: support them. T goes to a turnbuckle and climbs it to the top.

RW: This guy's nuts!

T looks down at Fierce and shouts over to him. Fierce looks up, but before he can do anything about it T has already leaped off the top and connected with a double axe handle that knocks Fierce down to the floor. T, still not at full strength, falls to one knee and catches his breath. When he recovers he gets back on his feet and lifts Fierce up. He grabs him by his cargo pants and suplexes him on the floor. He makes a cover, and Whitcomb exits the ring to make the count.

Whitcomb: 1...2...

Kick out. T slaps himself awake and goes over to the chains. He takes down another Singapore cane and raises it over Fierce's head. With a wicked crack the cane collides with Fierce's back and the challenger starts crawling away from the attacks. T's revenge isn't complete though, and so the caning continues. Soon the cane starts cutting away at the skin and blood starts flowing down Fierce's back.

RW: And we've got first blood!

JC: But it's not a first blood match. Things are only going to get worse from here.

T drops the cane and goes over to Fierce. He grabs him by the head and carries him over to the ramp way. He knees him in the stomach to keep him down. He then puts him between his legs and goes for a piledriver, but Fierce keeps himself weighted down and back body drops T over him. T lands on the ramp and clutches his back. Johnny wipes the sweat from his head and picks up T. He and T walk up the ramp and head towards the entrance. Whitcomb follows close behind ready to make the count.

RW: Where are they going?

JC: Well falls DO count anywhere, so...they could go anywhere!

RW: We'll do our best to make sure our cameras are on both of them at all times, ladies and gentlemen.

Once both men are at the top, Johnny winds up a punch and knocks T to one knee. He then grabs him by his back and his tights and tosses him right into the entrance wall. Fierce takes a few steps back and eyes up his opponent. He then runs towards him and bicycle kicks his head against the wall.

JC: OOH! I think I'm going to be sick.

RW: Finally, some compassion out of you.

JC: What? No, I just realized that this is a can of Pepsi I'm drinking, not Coke.

Fierce rolls T over and covers him.

Whitcomb: 1...2...

Kick out again! Fierce punches the ground and tries to think of another way to beat the champ. He notices the long distance from the top of the ramp to the ground floor and thinks up a twisted idea. Fierce lifts T up and carries him over to the edge of the ramp. He tries to toss him off the ramp, and the fans expect it, but T manages to push Fierce off of him in time. Johnny turns to face T and decks him with a right hand, but T won't stay down. He throws a left of his own, and now Johnny is starting to get tipsy from the beating. Once the birds have started flying around Johnny's head, T lifts him up and drops him on the ramp with a spinebuster. He keeps hold of Fierce's leg and starts pushing him off the ramp inch by inch.

RW: What is T planning to do here?

Soon T's possession of Fierce's legs is all that prevent him from falling nearly ten feet to the floor. T yells something at him, then crosses the legs with his and he now has a figure four leg lock applied on Fierce as he dangles off the edge of the ramp! The fans go nuts as Fierce cries out in pain with no place to go.

JC: WHAT IS THIS?!

RW: T just hit Fierce with Back Down, but in this case the figure four has been taken to the extreme!

JC: It's either tap or fall for Johnny Fierce.

RW: And I don't see Fierce tapping!

T pulls on the legs and tells the ref to ask him. Whitcomb shouts at Johnny asking if he gives up, but Fierce shakes his head and continues to hang for dear life. When T sees that Johnny doesn't intend on tapping out anytime soon, he releases the hold and Fierce falls off the ramp landing on top of some boxes down below!

JC: He fell!

RW: Johnny Fierce has fallen! His neck could be broken for all we know! T looks down and sees that Fierce isn't moving. Satisfied, the champ walks down the rampway until he reaches ground level. He walks over to Fierce, rolls him over and makes the cover.

Whitcomb: 1...2...

Fierce kicks out.

RW+JC: WHAT?!

The fans boo like crazy, and T can hardly believe it himself.

RW: Can either one of these men be beaten?

JC: Not on this night, Randy! The stakes are WAY too high!

T pounds on Fierce a few times before picking him up and tossing him a couple feet. Fierce rolls on the floor and soon begins to crawl towards the rampway. T goes over to him and kicks him in the back of the head before tossing him onto the rampway. The champ lifts Fierce up and places an arm around his neck. He goes for the evenflow DDT, but Fierce pushes T into the guardrail and elbows him in the throat.

Fierce: No...fuckin'...way!

Fierce slaps T across the face, and then starts limping his way back to the ring. T starts following him, and Whitcomb walks between the two. Once Fierce gets back into the spotlight we can see a small cut on top of his head as a trickle of blood pours down between his eyes. He slides back into the ring and clutches his right shoulder indicating that was what he landed on. Big T enters the ring as well, and when he sees Fierce holding his shoulder his professional wrestling instincts kick in. He grabs hold of Fierce and arm drags him onto the mat. He then starts kneeing him right on the shoulder blade over and over again.

RW: And now T is looking to weaken the shoulder of Fierce. I can't believe these guys are still continuing to fight.

JC: They both want that world title badly.

When he feels he's done enough, T picks up Fierce and hoists him over his shoulder. He drops him seconds later with a shoulder breaker, and then transitions into an arm bar. Fierce lets out an animalistic war cry as he resists the urge to give up. Fierce raises himself up to his feet and rolls T up into a pin while the arm bar is still applied.

Whitcomb: 1...

T pushes Fierce off and keeps the hold locked in. Fierce, in an act of resilience, punches himself in the head a few times until the trickle from his forehead turns into a small river of blood.

RW: What the hell is he doing?

JC: He's trying to get an adrenaline rush, Randy! I've seen this before. Some men go crazy at the sight of their own blood.

Sure enough, it looks like Fierce has a second wind blowing through him. He gets back to his feet, lifts T up with one arm and slams his back into the mat. T releases the hold and starts to realize what he just unleashed into the match. Fierce, without any rhyme or reason, tackles T to the mat and starts pounding away at him with a flurry of lefts and rights. Eventually Whitcomb steps in to try and stop Fierce, but Johnny's sanity has snapped by this point and he punches Whitcomb nearly out of his shoes.

JC: And the ref is down. Not too shocking.

RW: What shocks me is how Fierce can fight back like this after falling the way he did!

Fierce lifts the now bloody champion up to his feet and pushes him into the turnbuckle. From there he rams T with his good shoulder over and over again. T clutches his stomach, Fierce grabs hold of him, and hits a gutwrench suplex that sends T halfway across the ring. Fierce turns to the weapons at his disposal and grabs another chair. He sets the chair up in the center of the ring and picks up T. He whips T into the ropes, and on his return Fierce drop toe holds T face first onto the chair. Johnny laughs maliciously as he picks the chair back up and folds it. He places the chair on top of T and begins his climb up the nearest turnbuckle. When he gets to the top he looks down at T, then to the fans.

Fierce: FUCK YOU!

Johnny leaps off the top and frog splashes Big T with the steel chair in-between them. Fierce gasps for air as he jumps on top of T and makes the cover.

Whitcomb: 1...2...

Kick out!

JC: BULL...SHIT!

RW: Not at all! T is still hanging on!

Fierce gets to his feet, curses at T, and kicks him in the gut a few more times. When he softens him up enough Fierce exits the ring and checks under the apron for something. The fans scream with excitement as Fierce pulls out a table and slides it into the ring. He gets back in the ring himself and stomps on T's head for good measure before setting the table up close to a turnbuckle.

RW: Fierce now with the table, what does he have in mind for the champion Big T?

JC: Well I'm almost certain he's not planning to throw a banquet.

RW: How very astute of you, Johnny...

JC: What'd you call me, bitch?!

Fierce goes over to T and leans him against the chair, pounding away on his head with forearm shot while doing so. He then goes over to the chair with the spray painted target he carried earlier, and raises it up high. The fans boo, but know deep down that they want to see what's about to happen. Fierce goes over to the turnbuckle and climbs it to the top, the chair still in his hands.

RW: Dear Lord, if he pulls this off it'll be all over!

Fierce flips off the fans, then flips off T and jumps. He goes for an Arabian facebuster with the chair and connects. Both T and Fierce go through the table as the crowd goes nuts for the explosion of wood and metal. T lays face first while Johnny lies on his back, but both men are not moving. Whitcomb checks on both guys to see if they can continue. Fierce starts to awaken, and when he spots T still not moving he pushes past the table debris and rolls him over. He hooks the leg for the cover.

JC: This is it! New champ!

Whitcomb: 1...2...

Kick Out! T gets a shoulder up at the last second, and Johnny holds his head in shock.

RW: WHAT? How could T kick out of that?

JC: Christ, that had to be instinct kicking in. Any other wrestler would have been knocked out, but T just keeps going.

RW: And Fierce can't believe it!

Johnny slowly gets back up and grabs Whitcomb's shirt with both hands. He yells at him for making a slow count, but Whitcomb pushes him away and says that that count was legitimate. Fierce falls on his ass and shakes his head, not sure of what can be done next. With no other options, Fierce gets up, grabs the same chair, and waits for T to get to his feet. It takes him awhile, but Big T eventually does. He turns to face Johnny. Fierce throws the chair at him. T catches it, and Fierce goes for a missile dropkick, but T sidesteps it. Fierce gets back up and spins around. T tosses the chair to Fierce this time. Johnny catches it, and T hits him with a superkick right into the chair and Fierce.

RW: GAME OVER!

JC: HE HIT IT! FIERCE IS DOWN!

T watches Fierce fall to the mat and the champ collapses on top of him. Whitcomb makes the count.

Whitcomb: 1...2...

KICK OUT!

The fans nearly riot after that kick out. A couple even throw garbage into the ring, but the match continues.

RW: I'm starting to think this match will never end.

JC: You and me both. I wish I brought a sleeping bag.

As he wipes the blood off his face, Big T just starts laughing. He looks down at Fierce, smiles, and pats him on the back.

RW: Was that...a sign of respect?

JC: Of a sign of insanity. Either way, I'm scared.

T goes over to Fierce, lifts his dead weight up, and wraps an arm around his neck. He drops him with an Evenflow DDT right on the mat.

RW: And Big T just Changed The Game!

JC: Whitcomb could count to a hundred at this point.

Big T walks over to a corner of the ring and waits for Fierce to get to his feet. He stomps his foot and the fans stomp in synch with him. Fierce, with assistance from the ropes, gets back to his feet as blood drips down his face. He turns to T's direction, and the champ goes for another superkick, but Fierce grabs hold of T's leg. T tries to counter with an Enziguri, but Fierce ducks it and applies an anklelock on T's left leg. The champ shouts as the submission hold is applied, and in a panic he crawls to the ropes for an escape. Before he can do so, Fierce grapevines the ankle and applies as much pressure to it as humanly possible. T can't find any place to go and Fierce can be heard screaming for T to just tap out.

RW: T HAS to tap, or his ankle's going to be broken!

JC: After all he's been through, you think he's going to allow himself to tap to this?

RW: There's no other choice!

T extends an arm out to a weapon, any weapon that he could use to fight Fierce off. He spots a Singapore cane used earlier and grabs hold of it. He swings wildly at Fierce, but he can't make any impact on him. Finally, with no other options available, T taps out on the mat.

RW: THERE IT IS!

Whitcomb calls for the bell and it rings. Fierce finally releases T's ankle and gets to his feet. He almost looks shocked that he pulled it off. "Sound Of Madness" starts to play as Whitcomb hands the title belt to a still stunned Fierce.

Robyn: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match...and the NEW SFT World Heavyweight Champion...JOHNNY FIERCE!

Fierce clutches the belt in his arms and looks at it as an invisible weight is lifted off his shoulders. Whitcomb goes over to T to make sure he's okay. T drags himself over to a turnbuckle while clutching his ankle. Fierce lifts himself up and drapes the title belt over his good shoulder. Whitcomb goes over to Fierce and raises an arm up, but Fierce pushes him aside not needing his help to celebrate.

RW: Johnny Fierce has done it, ladies and gentlemen. Love him or hate him, he went all out and never gave up!

RW: Up next is the main event as Gary Mac tries to dethrone Shadow and his legacy.

JC: Mac has been deadly since he returned can he beat Shadow though? Something says no.

~PERFECTION HAS ARRIVED~

Appears on the tron and then the lights in the arena blackout, a green spotlight begins searching throughout the arena, the fans begin to boo. The spotlight goes faster and faster, the guitar rift can be heard, the spotlight gets even faster then the opening of "Butterflies and Hurricanes" By Muse begins to blare out and the spotlight stops on the entrance way. The Lights stay out as the fans booing become louder.

Change everything you are
and everything you were
your number has been called

Fights and battles have begun
revenge will surely come
your hard times are ahead

Gary Mac then walks out from the back with his black wrestling tights on with green lightning down each side. With the Words The Real Deal inscribed onto the back of it. The fans boo as Mac wears a Black T-Shirt with the words Too Fucking Good inscribed onto the front of it. Gary Mac smirks towards the fans and then begins to head towards the ring, walking past the fans and as he does he he spits on one while wiping his forehead and throwing the sweat onto the fans.

Best
you've got to be the best
you've got to change the world
and use this chance to be heard
your time is now

Mac reaches the ring and he leaps up onto the ring apron. Gary turns around and poses for the fans before leaping over the top rope and landing on his feet. Mac then takes of his T-Shirt and climbs the nearest turnbuckle. Mac poses once more before throwing the T-Shirt into the crowd and then he jumps down and waits on his opponent.

JC: He is always pumped for his match but after what Lionel Kingston did earlier tonight will he be healed enough to not bleed early?

RW: Shadow is scared that is why Lionel did what he did, it shows Gary Mac has SFT running scared.

"Shoots & Ladders" by Korn hits. Green smoke fills the stage and the ramp. Shadow steps through the curtain and takes a knee at center stage, the crowd going nuts at this point. He is carrying a glass cane with him. Shadow slowly rises back to his feet and begins a slow, deliberate walk down the aisle. Shadow takes his time as he proceeds toward the ring, and while his body has seen better days, he still has the eyes of warrior ready to go to war.

RW: Shadow is shooting Gary Mac daggers after everything that has happened since last month it boils down to this.

JC: This could be something special can Gary Mac rise against all the odds and defeat Shadow in his own company.

The bell rings and both men begin circling each other, the fans are waiting with anticipation as Mac steps forward and then raises his hands.

JC: What is going on here, why is Gary Mac more or less stopping the match?

RW: Mind games John, mind games.

Gary Mac: Shadow I'll give you one chance to walk away and call me the winner I don't want to hurt you and possibly kill you tonight.

The fans boo as Shadow nods then begins walking away from Gary Mac towards the ropes.

RW: Shadow is giving up, Gary Mac wins against Shadow this is amazing.

JC: No this cant be.

As Gary turns and raises his hands Shadow comes from behind with an axehandle then another which doubles Gary over, Shadow whips him off the ropes as Mac comes back Shadow hits a backbody drop. Gary gets to his feet holding his back as Shadow lifts him up and this a backbreaker, Gary slowly gets up still holding his back as Shadow kicks him in the gut and hits a sit out powerbomb.

RW: Coward Shadow is a blatant COWARD!!!

JC: Go tell him Randy.

RW: I cant he pays my wages.

Shadow stands above Gary and begins pulling him up as he does Gary hits a lowblow and then grabs the neck of Shadow and hits a neckbreaker. Mac quickly mouths Shadow and begins punching his forehead furiously the referee just watches as Mac finally stops he stands up and takes a step back before leaping up and landing with a huge knee to the forehead of Shadow.

RW: Gary is going for the forehead trying to bust open the owner of this company.

JC: It will take more than that.

As Gary stands he looks at Shadow and bits shouting abuse at him before pulling the old man to his feet and whipping him into the turnbuckle. Gary Mac runs and leaps with a body splash but Shadow moved as Gary staggers back Shadow hoists him up and hits a back drop.

JC: I don't think Mac expected that from Shadow, great work.

RW: He is luring Shadow into a trap.

Shadow gets up to his feet but Mac isn't far behind both men begin exchanging blows in the middle of the ring, Shadow rocks Gary with a huge left then goes for another but Gary ducks as Shadow spins Mac hits a leaping bulldog smashing Shadows face into the mat. Gary gets up to his feet taking his time to stand above Shadow, he quickly slides out and looks under the ring before pulling out a table. Mac sets it up before he can do anything Shadow is behind him and clotheslines him from behind. Mac falls to the ground but rolls forward back to his feet he turns round and is smashed in the face with a big boot.

JC: This match has went outside early.

RW: No doubt this will favour Gary Mac:

JC: How do you work that out?

RW: Because I said so.

Gary uses the barrier to pull himself up as Shadow runs and clotheslines Mac over into the fans, the security are quickly there to keep the fans away from the wrestlers as Shadow climbs the barrier he grabs Mac and scoops him up before slamming him down against a row of chairs. Shadow is relentless as he begins stomping on Gary's head trying to bust open the cut from earlier in the show. Shadow grabs a chair and hoists it up to bring it crashing against the head of Gary Mac but he rolls out the way. As Shadow lifts the chair up Mac was on his feet and hits the Real Deal onto the chair which crashes into Shadow.

RW: The Real Deal connects against the chair into the face of Shadow, momentum goes to Mac.

JC: The momentum joins the love from Randy White.

RW: If this was face book I would like this.

For a moment Gary pauses to catch his breath before grabbing Shadows head, he sits Shadow up and begins pounding his forehead again with huge rights. After fifteen shots to the forehead Gary pulls up Shadow to his feet and whips him against the railings. Shadow crashes into the railings and goes flying over landing on the floor. Mac goes to a knee and takes a breather as the fans begin circling him and throwing plastic cups at him.

JC: The fans are clearly on the side of Shadow.

RW: Who cares for fans when you are like Gary Mac?

As he waits he notices Shadows head as he is getting up, Mac runs and leaps onto the railing before attempting a springboard but Shadow catches him in mid air and reverses it into a Samoan drop.

JC: Shadow pulls that out of no where Gary's own momentum and speed when against him there.

RW: This old man is really starting to annoy me, when is he going to remember he is one hundred years old?

The fans are on their feet as Shadow stands up whilst pulling Mac with him, Shadow places Gary between his legs and hits a piledriver onto the floor. Shadow grabs the head og Mac and begins punching the wound that Lionel opened earlier but nothing comes from it. Now shadow stops and reaches under the ring before pulling out a Singapore Cane, he stands like a vulture waiting for Gary to get to his feet.

RW: Did I ever say I hate Shadow? If not then I officially say it, Come on Gary kick his old ass.

JC: Will you give Shadow credit here?

As Mac begins getting to his feet Shadow winds the cane and brings it crashing down against the forehead of Gary Mac, it doesn't bust open the wound but Mac falls to the floor. Shadow hoists the cane up and brings it down once more across the forehead.

JC: What does Shadow need to do to reopen the injury Lionel Kingston caused?

RW: He needs to make his own cut, working on that one isn't fair he is cheating.

With the fans chanting his name and the SFT name Shadow reaches under the ring and pulls out some barbed wire, Shadow begins winding the wire around the cane. Gary uses the ring post as support to stand as Shadow pulls back with the Singapore Cane then goes to hit Mac but he moves the Cane crashes off the post as Mac hits a standing Enziguri on Shadow, it takes him to a knee. Mac gets to his feet and takes a step back before running and hitting a spinning DDT on the kneeling Shadow.

RW: We are back on the offence with Mac taking back control.

JC: I think Mac is lucky to still be in this match even though its early.

Gary stands up and looks down at Shadow then looks to the crowd, there is a fan with a crutch. Gary walks over to the fan and pulls the crutch from them before turning his attention to Shadow who is partly up. Mac winds up the crutch and connects it against the head of Shadow as it connects it snaps in half. Gary grabs the small piece and leaps in the air trying to bring it down upon Shadows forehead but Shadow gets his hands up to stop Mac from busting him open.

JC: I can't believe Shadow mustered the energy to stop that piece of wood crashing into his head, Mac would have won right there.

RW: Stupid old man, I hope he dies of a brain aneurism tonight, COME ON GARY YOU CAN DO IT!!!

The fans watch as Mac almost has the splintered piece of wood at Shadows forehead, Mac then screams as Shadow lifts his knee and knees him in the balls.

RW: Cowardly once again from our owner, he is showing once again that when it comes to bitch moves he is the champion.

JC: Give the guy that pays your wages a break, it was a move to get out of that situation.

Both men are slowly getting up Mac drops the piece of the crutch Shadow throws a tired right, Mac with one back of his own. Gary kicks Shadow in the gut then hoists him up, he spins and hits Total Destruction through the table.

RW: That has to be it, this had been brutal since the beginning, Gary Mac beats Shadow.

JC: A face first manouver through a table this might be it.

Gary slides into the ring as the referee checks on Shadow Mac is celebrating but the ref waves his hands saying Shadow isn't bleeding.

RW: That isn't right I bet the ref is in Shadows pocket.

JC: He hasn't won stop complaining about the referee, Mac looks shocked.

Gary Mac walks towards the ropes he looks down at Shadow who begins moving a little trying to pull himself up. Gary slides out the opposite end and grabs a chair, before sliding into the ring. Shadow is up but has his back to Gary Mac as he runs Shadow turns Mac throws the chair in mid run just before the ropes. Shadow catches it as Mac goes for a springboard drop kick. Shadow drops the chair and catches Mac in midair and powerbombs him against the chair and the floor, the crowd erupt and are all on their feet as Shadow is kneeling at the feet of Gary Mac.

JC: What a move by Shadow, he keeps pulling stuff from nowhere and Mac fell into a trap.

RW: I don't know what to say I'm stunned.

Shadow moves away from Gary and grabs the glass cane, he stands with his back against the apron and waits on Gary standing up, as he is pulling himself up Mac grabs the piece of crutch but Shadow wasn't looking he stands SHADOW BRINGS THE GLASS CANE CRASHING ONTO MACS HEAD AS MAC BRINGS THE SPLINTERED END CRASHING AGAINST SHADOWS HEAD both men fall to the ground.

RW: Are any of the cut open? Who was bleeding first this cant be a draw, surely this cant be a draw.

JC: I don't know the referee has looked at both men who are down and looking at the camera both men are bleeding heavily but did any of the camera see who bleed first?

RW: Shadow did I saw it, I have x-ray glasses and I saw right through the mat and seen Shadow bleeding first.

JC: Randy will you just give it a rest, it looks like the referee is looking at the monitor we haven't been given a replay yet. Hold on the referee is telling the ring announcer something.

Both men are still down as the ring announcers raises his microphone and begins speaking to the crowd.

Robyn Byrne: I have just been informed by the referee that upon closer inspection of the reply and video evidence that your winner of this match. He is . . . The SFT Owner, SHADOW!!!

The screen shows a reply in slow motion, as the glass smashes over Gary Mac his head bursts open just as the crutch connects with Shadow, the splinters get lodeged in his head as Shadow and Mac fall only Gary is bleeding. Shadow begins bleeding as he hits the mat.

JC: Shadow just defeated Gary Mac by a thread Randy, Mac took this to the limit and only a second separated them. On any other day this could have been Gary Mac's victory.