Strike Fantasy Towers
Saturday Night Slaughter ™
With Jessie Jobber & John Cartwright
December 14th, 2002
Saturday Night 9:00pm

It's nine o'clock Saturday night and televisions around the world are tuning in to Strike Fantasy Tower's programming. The reanimation of Linkin Park's "Points of Authority" blasts over all of their speakers and the Saturday Night Slaughter introduction plays across their television sets. Different superstars are shown hitting their different moves, then there are close ups shown of other superstars posing. The Slaughter logo fades across the screen, then...

BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BOOM!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The scene cuts to inside of the arena where a live audience is going insane. The camera focuses on the main stage where an amazing display of pyros is going off right above them. A blue X-Formation is exploding right over their head and leaving an awesome smoke effect behind. The entire ramp leading to the ring is lit up with a marquee effect of Brooks pyros firing off symmetrically on both sides of the ramp. As the final pyros go off at the bottom of the ramp, the entire over head above the ring begins firing off blue streaking pyros as well. As they explode, all four turnbuckles of the ring also shoot off and simultaneously sparklers explode all around the Strike-Tron. As the final pyros in the entire display go off on the Tron and the smoke fades away, the commentators are put on the air and shots of the audience waving signs and cheering are shown.

Jessie Jobber: Hello people's and welcome to Slaughter!

John Cartwright: Yo it's Johnny C in the house along with the man who puts the "down" in "downsyndrome"... Jessie Jobber!

JJ: That's the holiday spirit!

JC: We have a pretty action packed night in store for you all, so let's go right to the ring where Doom and Spawn are already waiting to start up the first match.

Doom and Spawn begin to bounce around the ring, running off the ropes and basically warming up. The circle between them begins to tighten slowly, and the crowd begins to stomp their feet to heighten the suspense. Suddenly the two wrestlers lunge at each other and grapple. Spawn immediately goes for the upperhand and pulls Doom into a side headlock. Doom's hands fly out and begin to shake as he tries to catch a breath of Oxygen. Spawn wrenches his head to tighten the hold and Doom's arms drop a little. Doom attempts to take in a few deep breaths, then with great effort throws an elbow into Spawn's gut. Spawn loosens his grip which allows Doom to breath, and as soon as he has enough wind behind him, and throws another elbow at Spawn. Spawn barely has a grip left and is basically leaning on Doom. Doom throws a last elbow to Spawn, and Spawn loses all contact with Doom. Doom now bounces off the ropes behind him to charge Spawn, but walks into a shoulder block for his troubles. Doom falls flat on the mat onto his back, and Spawn dashes to the ropes. Doom tries to flip onto his back to throw Spawn off and force him to jump over him, but Spawn stops himself and throws a soccer kick to Doom's rib cage.

JC: Ohhhh powerful shot by Spawn.

Doom rolls onto his back grabbing his ribs and Spawn falls for the cover. Referee Collin Thrift slides across the mat a little more than necessary and begins to make the count.

JJ: Cover already?

RefThrift: One... Two... kick out!

Doom kicks out and gets his shoulders off the mat. Spawn stands back up and grabs Doom by the head. He slowly pulls Doom up and off the mat and prepares top set him up for his next move, but Doom throws his arms away and slugs him across the face. The crowd lets out a gasp, amazed by the impact of the punch, and Doom pushes Spawn towards the corner. Doom then grabs Spawn by the arm and Irish-whips him to the turnbuckle opposite of where they are. No sooner than Spawn hits the turnbuckle with his back than Doom comes crashing into him with a body avalanche. Spawn comes stumbling out of the corner and Doom uses momentum from bouncing off the ropes to take Spawn head first to the mat with a bull dog. Spawn hits the mat hard and flips onto his back grabbing his face. Doom runs off the ropes on the other side of the ring and comes back with a senton splash. Doom pushes himself backwards and onto Spawn then, and he hooks the leg for a cover.

JC: Doom with the cover now.

RefThrift: One... Two... shoulder up!

Spawn gets the shoulder up to break the count, then goes back to holding his face. Doom picks Spawn back up off the mat and throws him to the ropes. Spawn comes charging back and is swept right into a body slam from Doom. Doom bounces off the ropes once again and this time comes back with a hip press across Spawn's chest. Spawn's legs shot up towards his head and Doom grabs one to hold him down for the cover.

JJ: Slick move by Doom into the cover.

RefThrift: One... Two...

Spawn pushes up off the mat with his arms and causes the two of them to roll backwards so that he lands on top of Doom.

JC: Some kind of reversal by Spawn...

RefThrift: One... Two... kick out!

Doom kicks out and tries to sit up, but for his effort he gets a right hand shot to the face that sends him back to the mat.

JJ: Cheap shot!

JC: Hey, ya do what ya gotta do.

Spawn rolls to his feet and looks down at Doom. He grabs Doom by the head and lifts him off the mat. He kicks him in the gut and positions him for a powerbomb. He lifts Doom into the air and is about to execute the move, but Doom falls to his feet. Doom tries to take advantage and attempts to set him up for a piledriver. Doom is out powered by Spawn and is back dropped to the mat. Doom tries to get up quickly holding his back, and Spawn bounces off the ropes. Doom tries to take him down with a clothesline on the rebound, but Spawn ducks it and comes off the other ropes. Doom turns around just in time to be nailed in the face with a big boot. Doom hits the mat with such velocity that he folds over himself and rolls onto his stomach. Spawn walks over to him and kicks him onto his back. He then falls on top for the cover and Ref Thrift counts.

JJ: What a shot!

JC: That could be it!

RefThrift: One... Two... Three! Ring the bell!

The bell sounds and Spawn rises to his feet. Thrift raises his hand in victory as he is announced the winner.

Candy Peaks: The winner of this match by pinfall... Spawn!

JC: Well that was a pretty good match to start off the night.

JJ: That it was.

Spawn pulls his hand away from the referee and begins to make his way to the back.

WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Spawn via Pinfall!!!

BACKSTAGE

The camera cuts to the parking lot area. A pink limo is just pulling up and coming to a stop in front of the camera. The driver's door opens and out steps a man in a rainbow tuxedo. He walks to the furthest door in the rear and opens it up. A boot touches the ground and the camera begins to shake as Slaughter goes to commercial.

JC: Who's in that bright limo?!?

COMMERCIAL

An advertisement for the new "Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers" movie is shown. Faro is shown drawing his sword and the commercial comes to an end.

JJ: We're back here on Slaughter and someone has just pulled up outside in a pink limo!

JC: Who in the hell will that be?

JJ: I don't know but what I do know is X2 and Adam Payne are scheduled to square off next.

JC: This should be a pretty good match.

JJ: They've had encounters before in other feds, so they are no strangers to each other's style. That should make it even more interesting.

The bell sounds twice and Candy Peaks lifts a microphone to her lips in the ring.

Candy Peaks: Ladies and gentlemen the following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Boston, Massachusetts...

The arena turns pitch black and fog begins to fill the entranceway and ramp to the ring. Two spotlights begin from the bottom corners of the Strike-Tron and search across the arena, their color ever changing. They continue searching till they lock onto opposite corners of the Strike-Tron forming a giant X. The colors change very rapidly and then stop at red. "Liberate" by Disturbed hits and X2 walks through the fog slowly and we see that he is followed by Facilitator and Michael Pettis.

Candy Peaks: Accompanied by Michael Pettis and President Facilitator... He weighs in at three hundred and five pounds... X2!

X2 steps into the ring and raises his arms as the fans boo. X2 shrugs them off and begins to bounce off the ropes waiting for Payne.

JJ: The reaction of the fans should be interesting... They hate Power Trip but they hate ICW even more.

"Rise" hits the speakers and Adam Payne walks out to a lot of boos and wearing an ICW T-Shirt. Payne raises his arms mocking the crowd, then dashes down to the ring.

JC: Payne wastes no time!

Payne slides into the ring and X2 immediately goes to work on him. X2 throws a devastating boot across Payne's face that forces him to fall back into the ropes and sit on his legs. Referee Chris Nevels calls for the starting bell and gets into position. X2 paces away from Payne for a minute and allows him to crawl into the corner. X2 then charges Payne and delivers a huge knee to the side of his face. Payne tries to deal with the Payne as X2 lifts him off the mat.

JC: X2 starting this off very offensively.

JJ: He can really have a meany-streak in him when he wants to.

JC: Well you have a "meany-streak" across your undies so I don't want to hear your voice.

JJ: Bu... Bu... forget it.

Jessie shuts his mouth and the camera focuses on the ring again. X2 has Payne backed into the corner now and is at his throat choking him out with his bare hands. Ref Nevels tries to step in an execute a count, but before he can X2 lets go and pushes him out of the way.

JC: You don't want to upset that man Nevels! Get out of the way!

Nevels puts his hands up and backs off and X2 returns to the corner. Payne comes to life and grabs X2 around his shoulders before switching positions and tossing him into the corner. Payne nails three right hands followed by a back elbow blow and topped off with a shouldern thrust.

JJ: Holy bajebus! Payne can light the place up when he wants to!

Payne continues with the shoulder thrusts until Ref Nevels gives him a five count for it. Payne then pulls X2 out of the corner slightly, just before ramming the back of his head into the turnbuckle.

JC: Payne is getting into the nitty-gritty now.

Payne grabs X2 by the arm and slowly peels him off the turnbuckle. Payne then turns around and steps backwards onto the second turnbuckle. He looks around to the see the crowd booing him, and he dives off the ropes with a tornado arm breaker. X2 his the mat face first which causes him to roll onto his back, then he feels the pain in his arm and tries to tend to that.

JJ: That move hurt the former SFW champion all over!

Payne rises back to his feet and walks to the other side of the ring. He raises his arms to a seranade of boos, then runs and baseball slides X2's ribs!

JC: Ouch! There's no rolling with that punch.

X2 almost slides out of the ring and is barely halfway hanging on. Most of his torso and one leg is stretching towards the ground, and the rest of him is an easy target. Payne stands back up and prepares to perform the same move as Facilitator walks over asking X2 if he's all right. Payne runs across the ring and slides, but Facilitator' pushes on X2's body so he falls to the outside and so that Payne slides right through and hits the ground with a thunderous thud.

JC: Hahahahahahahaha. Quick thinking by Facilitator!

JJ: It was cheating though and cheaters never win!

JC: Neither do you, SHUT UP!

Payne is on the outside grabbing the back of his head as X2 uses the ring apron to pull himself to his feet. X2 climbs onto the arpon and steps through the ropes to get back in the ring, and Facilitator picks Payne up and slides him back into the ring as well. X2 walks over to him and begins to throw numerous kicks at him, using the top rope for leveage. X2 then stands completely on top of Payne, and uses the rope to pull himself in, putting a lot of pressure on Payne's ribs and chest cavity. Once again Nevels steps up to use a count, this time X2 simply obeys.

JJ: I guess X2 realized he might get himself disqualified.

X2 picks Payne up by his head now, and positions him for a power bomb. X2 connects with the simple powerbomb and makes the cover.

JC: First cover of the match...

Ref Nevels: One... Two... shoulder up!

Payne gets the shoulder up and X2 leans in to deliver a closed fist shot to the face. X2 stands up slowly now then bends over to bring Payne up with him. He grabs Payne by the head once again, but Payne sits up and begins hitting X2 in the side of the face. X2 lets his grip loose, then Payne brings his legs back and uses them to launch X2 off of him and back to bounce off the ropes. Payne spins to his feet just as X2 is coming back and scoops him up for a cradle DDT.

JJ: What a counter attack by Payne!

X2 bounces head first off the mat with such an impact he almost rolls all the way to his feet. X2 uses that momentum to get back up but he does so grabbing his head. Payne charges him and backs him into the ropes before setting up for an Irish whip, pulling him back short arm, and propping him onto his shoulders in a fireman carry position.

JC: What's he gonna do here?

Payne swings X2's lower body forward, then pulls it back for momentum, swings X2 off of his shoulders, and pulls him into a DDT.

JJ: Gahhhhhhdddd daaaaaammmmmmnnnnnn!!!

JC: That was one heck of a move!

Payne rolls on top of X2 for the cover, then puts his foot on the ropes and uses them for leverage.

JJ: Heeeeeeeeeeeey!!!

Ref Nevels: One... Two...

Suddenly a thud is heard and Payne rolls off the ropes and the cover grabbing his feet. Facilitator is shown on the outside throwing a chair down and kicking it under the ring apron.

JC: Good save Faciliator!

Ref Nevels stands up and begins to look around confused, he then points at Facilitator and warns him to stay out of it. Facilitator hops on the apron and begins to argue with him as Pettis slips into the ring.

JJ: Oh and here's the setup.

Pettis has a chair in hand and has it brought above his head and he's waiting for Payne to turn around. Suddenly Nathan Gust and The Virus charge down to the ring and slide in. Gust pulls the chair out of Pettis' hand and runs with it to the outside. Virus scoops Pettis up and runs towards the ropes. They both go over the top and to the outside, where Pettis hits the ground and Virus lands on his feet. Gust runs with the chair around to the other side of the ring and belts Facilitator in the back so that he falls off the apron.

JC: ICW is here on Slaughter! Ah!

Suddenly a rather big person with bright pink hair hops the barrier and slides into the ring.

JJ: What the...

JC: It's Rico Smith!

X2 is just getting to his feet and is mat with a spin kick across the chest. Nevels sees this and immediately calls for the bell. Nevels then steps in to try and force Rico out of the ring, but Gust comes in and decks Nevels with the chair.

JJ: That is an SFT official! show a little respect!

Gust throws the chair down and Rico picks X2 back up. He sets X2 up for the Ric-O-Bomb, but then he looks at Payne who is staggering towards them. Payne puts his hands up and begins to beg Rico not to execute the move, but to give X2 to him. Rico shrugs and throws X2 towards Payne, who scoops him up into a reverse fireman's carry and calls for the Payne Killer.

JC: All right come on now.

Payne spins X2 around and drops him with the Payne Killer. X2 floats onto his back with his eyes fluttering shut and Rico stands over him shouting. Payne stands beside Rico, then raises his arm into the air. Rico opens his jacket to reveal an ICW T-Shirt and the crowd boos giving him a lot of heat.

JJ: Damn it, ICW is one stronger and X2 is down.

JC: I guess X2 picks up the win by DQ, but at a very hefty price.

WINNER OF THIS MATCH: X2 via disqualification!!!

BACKSTAGE

The camera cuts backstage and we here the struggle of two people going at it. The camera goes around the camera and we see Megan The Monster and DVD battling it out exchanging blows. Megan The Monster then grabs DVD and slams him against the wall and he falls to the floor holding his body in pain. Megan stands over top of DVD when all of a sudden, she is clotheslined from behind. The camera looks up and it spots Eliminator standing above both wrestlers. He has the U.S. Title over his shoulder and then looks down at them.

Eliminator: If you want this piece of trash that much, then take it.

Eliminator pulls the U.S. Title off his shoulder and places it above both of the fallen men. He then walks off the scene as it fades out of the StrikeTron.

JC: What the hell was that all about?

JJ: I don't know, but it looks like Eliminator has just forfited the United States Title.

The scene then fades back to ringside.

JC: Well I guess we'll find out more about that later, but let's get to the triple threat match we have next.

A single spotlight strikes the ramp and "Gone Away" by Cold hits the speakers. Incubus runs down to the ring wearing his Brooks Kaboki mask as usual. He slides under the bottom rope and slowly climbs to his feet. He stands in the middle of the ring and awaits his two opponents.

JJ: Incubus looks very serious tonight.

JC: Incubus always looks serious... When did you last hear Incubus tell a joke? He doesn't exactly work Stand-Up on the weekends.

"Hallowed be Thy Name" by Cradle of Filth hits and Ricochet walks out next. A "Ricochet sSucks!" chant breaks out and Ricochet looks around at the crowd. He brushes them off as if they don't even exist and enters the ring. He stands in a corner staring at Incubus and awaiting their final opponent. "Till I Collapse" hits the speakers next and Jammer comes bolting to the ring wearing a bag on his head and accompanied by Virus. Ricochet sees that Incubus is distracted by this and he takes the chance to nail Incubus in the back. Incubus falls to a knee, and as Virus tries to take the bag off Jammer's head, Ricochet baseball slides him in the face. The starting bell is rung by Ref Tyson.

JC: What in the blue freakin' hell was that?!?

JJ: I think it's a fashion statement! I'm gonna wear a bag on my head from now on to!

JC: That's a great idea!

Ricochet pulls himself back in the ring and goes to work on Incubus. He kicks him in the back of the leg so that he falls flat on the mat, then he grabs him by his long hair and begins to bang his head against the mat. Ricochet then picks Incubus up and launches him to the corner. He follows up himself by running and clotheslining him into the turnbuckle. Incubus backs away grabbing his throat and spins around dizzily as Ricochet climbs to the top. Ricochet then dives off the top with a clothesline that takes both him and his opponent down. Ricochet then jumps on Incubus for the cover.

JJ: Ricochet's trying to win this thing before Jammer even gets in the ring.

JC: I'd hate to say it, but smart move.

Ref Tyson: One... Two...

Jammer has slid in the ring now and toppled on top of the cover. Ricochet rolls out of the way and tries to get to his feet as Jammer scrambles to his. They meet in the center of the ring and grapple up. Jammer takes control with a knee to the gut and flips Ricochet to the mat with a side headlock. Ricochet wraps his legs around Jammer's head, but Jammer kicks out of the hold and flips to his feet as Ricochet slides to his. Ricochet charges Jammer and receives an arm drag for his troubles. Ricochet bounces up and thrusts at Jammer again, but this time is pulled into a hip toss. Ricochet gets up a third time but stumbles right into an evenflow DDT.

JJ: Jammer's fired up!

JC: Can the rookie take Ricochet out though?

Jammer flies back to his feet and sees Incubus getting up. He nails him with a forearm to the head then backs him into the ropes. He then pulls Incubus into a belly to back suplex. Ricochet is stumbling towards the ropes, so Jammer runs to the corner, bounces off the second turnbuckle, then missile drop kicks Ricochet in the face.

JJ: Man I've never seen Jammer perform this well.

Ricochet falls back and Jammer makes a lateral press cover.

Ref Tyson: One... Two... kick out!

JC: Looks like Ricochet wants this to.

Ricochet slowly gets to his feet as does Jammer. Jammer goes for a right hand but Ricochet blocks, then hits one of his own. Jammer tries for another shot but Ricochet nails him with a European uppercut. Suddenly Jammer falls back to the mat and Incubus has him hooked with a school boy.

Ref Tyson: One...

Ricochet: What the hell is he thinking?

Ricochet leans foward and pulls the pin back. Jammer rolls on top of Incubus now and Ricochet doesn't even notices.

JC: Wait a sec, another cover!

Ref Tyson: One... Two...

Ricochet sees the cover and drop kicks Jammer in the face forcing him to break the count.

JJ: Ricochet can't take his eyes off the match for a second or Jammer will steal it from him!

Ricochet now picks Incubus up off the mat, lifts him onto his shoulders, and drops him with a devastating "Death Driver" like it was absolutely nothing.

JC: God damn he knocked the shit out of him!

Ricochet stands back up, but only for a second before falling back into the cover. He doesn't see Jammer throw his arm across Incubus' chest at the same time, but Tyson does and doesn't know what to make of it. Ricochet doesn't know Jammer has the cover to, and he screams at Tyson to make the count. Tyson shrugs and falls to the mat.

Ref Tyson: One... Two... Three! Ring the bell!

JJ: What the heck just happened?

JC: Ricochet is officially an idiot! He made Tyson count a draw!

Ricochet gets up and raises his hand and orders Tyson to raise it. Tyson does, but he grabs Jammer's to. Ricochet pulls away and mouths off to Tyson, then Candy Peaks steps in the ring. Tyson says a few things to her, then she raises the mic to her lips.

Candy Peaks: And your winners by pinfall, Ricochet and Jammer!

Ricochet flips out and pushes Tyson into the corner. He's about to hit him in the face when Jammer spins him around and lays him out with "JamD".

JJ: What a shot and a half!

JC: That Jammer packs a @#$%ing punch!

WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Ricochet and Jammer via double pinfall!!!

COMMERCIAL

The SFT logo pops up on screens across the country, and the words Everything Ends fly across the screen as "When Worlds Collide" by Powerman 5000 explode amongst speakers. ICW is shown jumping Mad Dogg and then Mad Dogg is shown crashing the party and destroying the ICW limo with a Mac-truck. Gunz is then shown battling with Silent Fury, and Eliminator is shown laying out DVD.

DECEMBER 29TH 2002
EVERYTHING WILL END
WHEN WORLDS COLLIDE
ICW v.s. SFT
Round I

The commercial fades to black.

BACKSTAGE

The scene fades back in to the backstage area. Myris is shown walking through a corridor with the SFT IC title around his waist. Suddenly a look of shock comes over his face and he prepares to defend himself but it's of no use. He's taken down quickly with a bicycle kick and he's on the ground. Rico Smith comes into view and the crowd boos. Smith bends over and picks up the IC title that fell from Myris' waist. Rico slings it over his shoulder then stomps on Myris before walking away. The camera looks back to Myris and a steel chair is brought down over his head. The camera looks up and it's Rico giving one last shot of dominance.

JC: Wow that's some crazy stuff. Rico Smith has it out for SFT. He just stole the IC title! Someone call the police!

JJ: Well we're going to get a little taste of PPV action tonight!

JC: That's right, Silent Fury will represent ICW and Amp will represent good ol' SFT.

The arena lights turn a blood red when suddenly on the Striketron a pair of lips appearon it, then a finger is brought up to them and give an sssh sign. Then in dark red letters the words SilentFury appear on the Striketron followed by Forsaken by David Draiman hitting the P.A. system. The crowd also begins to boo heavily. Suddenly a cloud of thick red smoke appears at the entrance ramp, as Fury and Damion Xavier make their way from the back and down to ring side.

JJ: ICW BASTARD!

JC: Easy Jessie, easy.

The lights dim and a green spotlight shines on the entrance way, while green lights flicker through the arena. "Rock the Party" starts to play, and Amp walks out looking pissed. He is not accompanied by any of Power Trip, as they have all been injured throughout the night. He is however wearing his patented World Title replica. He makes no spectacular motions on his way to the ring, and pyro goes off at the entranceway which is almost deafening. He drops the belt on the outside of the ring and slides right in as the bell rings.

JC: Here we go!

Amp gets right to his feet and begins exchanging hard punches with Fury.

JJ: And this is going to get underway before we even have a ref out here!

Amp takes control of the struggle with an elbow to the midsection. He grabs Fury by the left arm and Irish whips him to the ropes. As Fury comes back, Amp sets up and executes a back body drop. Fury sails through the air and lands flat on his back. Amp then bounces off the ropes and comes in with a swift elbow drop to Fury chest cavity. Just as he nails the move Referee Adam Brooks slides into the ring and calls for the starting bell. The bell rings three times.

JC: And this one has officially begun with Amp already in control and building momentum.

Amp now lifts Fury back to his feet by his head. He places him in a side headlock position, then throws Fury' left arm over his head. Amp grabs the side of Fury' attire and pulls him into a devastating snap suplex. Fury hits the mat hard and grabs his back in pain. Amp bounces up quickly and takes to the second turnbuckle. He points to Fury's body then dives off looking for an elbow drop to the sternum. Amp connects as the fans applaud, then hooks the leg for the cover.

JJ: First cover of the match!

Ref Brooks: 1… 2… kick out!

JC: And Fury puts a stop to the early victory for Amp.

Amp pulls Fury up and tries to put him in a side headlock. Fury wants none of this and begins rapidly hitting Amp in the rib cage. Amp breaks the hold and staggers away. As he staggers back in Furys direction, Fury takes him down with a vicious clothesline. Fury then paces around for a second trying to catch his breath. Fury then turns back towards Amp who is starting to get up. Fury throws several kicks into Amp's rib cage, backing him towards the ropes. Once near the ropes Fury picks Amp up stalling suplex format… but then drops him gut first onto the top rope as the crowd lets out a huge moan.

JJ: You know that had to hurt.

Amp flips headfirst back into the ring and clutches his gut. Fury sees that Amp is hurt and doesn't let him breath. He begins to constantly stomp on Amp midsection. Ref Brooks delivers a five count before forcing Fury to let up with the boots. Fury stops but pushes the ref out of the way lightly before picking Amp up again. He backs Amp into the corner and delivers a back elbow blow to his jaw. Fury then grabs the second rope on both sides of Amp, and uses the ropes to pull himself into shoulder thrusts that echo through the building.

JC: Now that has to be painful!

JJ: Fury is being smart about this, make an opening, a weak spot, and attack!

Ref. Brooks begins another five count before forcing Fury to let up. Fury is now aggravated with the Ref and gives him a harder push than the last time. Ref. Brooks steps in his face and threatens to disqualify him, and Fury brushes him off. Fury turns back to Amp and throws a kick to his stomach before grabbing him by the arm again and hurling him across the ring to the other turnbuckle. He then charges at Amp looking for a body avalanche… only to be met with a boot to the face!

JC: And Amp with the block!

Amp reaches behind him and uses the top rope to pull himself into a sitting position on the top turnbuckle. He stands up on the second turnbuckle and backs up onto the top… Amp waits for Fury to turn around, and as he does Amp catches him with a huge cross body! Amp rolls off of Fury as they hit the mat and rolls to his feet. As Fury makes it to his, Amp grabs him by the head and slams him into the turnbuckle face first as the crowd cheers. Amp then continues to drive Fury' face into the turnbuckle another one, two, three, four, five times!

JJ: Amp is in control once again!

Amp then lifts Fury onto the top rope and props him up. Amp climbs to the second turnbuckle behind him, and wraps his arms around Fury' waist.

JC: What's Amp looking for here?

Amp pulls Fury back and drops him to the mat with a huge super high angle back drop! Furys head bounces on the mat and he folds up like an accordion.

JJ: What a back drop! I wouldn't be surprised if that puts Fury down for the three.

Amp springs to his feet and paces around. He taunts the crowd and signals for the end, and they erupt with cheers. Amp stands behind Fury waiting for him to crawl to his feet.

JC: And now Amp is stalking his prey, he makes it look easy.

Fury is half way to his feet when he notices Amp standing above him. Amp grabs Fury with ease and launches him across the ring to the ropes. As Fury comes back he his greeted with Amp's boot coming into his gut before Amo bounces off the ropes and takes him down with a scissor's kick!

JJ: Turn up the Volume!

JC: And I think that's all she wrote Jessie.

Amp hooks the leg and Ref Brooks goes down to make the count as the crowd chants along.

Ref Brooks & Crowd: One… Two… Three...............

JJ: Hey!

JC: Rico Smith has just pulled Ref Brooks out of the ring!

Rico pulls the SFT IC Title from around his waist and nails Brooks in the head with it. Rico then slides into the ring as Amp is getting up, and positions him for the Ric-o-Bomb as the crowd roars with boos.

JJ: No... no... no!

Rico drops Amp with the move and Silent Fury crawls over for the cover. Suddenly Triple X struts down the ramp accompanied by Referee Ashton White, who's referee striped shirt as bold orange letters across it reading ICW.

JC: What the fu... What is this shit?

Ashton slides into the ring and quickly counts Amp out...

ICW Ref White: One, two, three!!! Ring the bell!

Candy Peaks slowly enters the ring as the bell is sound.

Candy Peaks: And your winner by pinfall, Silent Fury.

Candy then quickly exits the ring as Triple X and Ashton White hold Silent Fury's arms high as Rico paces around the ring with the Intercontinental title belt on his shoulder.

WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Silent Fury via Pinfall!!!

IN-RING SEGMENT

Triple X orders Candy Peaks to give him a mic and he takes it to his mouth immediately.

Triple X: All of you shut up! I have an announcement to make.

JC: Now what?

Triple X: For his good services to ICW, as partial owner of SFT, I am awarding Rico Smith the vacated Intercontinental Championship! Rico Smith is now the ICW Intercontinental Champion, deal with it!

JJ: That's pure bullshit. That belt is now worth just about as much as Amp's fake world title.

JC: Speaking of Amp... Look!

Amp is staggering to get up and thrusts at Rico Smith with everything he has. He clobbers him with a forearm to the back then tackles him. He begins to punch at anything he can hit, but Fury and Triple X lift him off with ease. They slam him into the corner, and Rico walks back over to them. Rico begins to choke out Amp with his boot, then he shouts something to Fury. Fury takes Amp by the hand as Rico walks to the opposite turnbuckle, picking his IC belt up along the way.

JJ: This won't be good for Amp's complexion!

Fury whips Amp towards Rico and Rico charges towards Fury. Somewhere in the middle there's a train wreck, and it's the IC belt hitting Amp sqaure in the face. Amp goes down busted open as Slaughter comes to a close.

JC: Well we had an eventful night, but as much as I'd hate to say it, this one went to ICW. They stole our IC belt and that's a huge blow.

JJ: Goodnight everyone, goodnight.

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