Amanda Summers: Introducing first... Reno Destiny!

HERE WE ARE!!!.....BORN TO BE KINGS WITH THE PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSSE " The lights cut off and the Gold Strobe lights hits the arena. The beat cuts off and the lights keep moving around and as the beat drops reno appears from the smog coming from the side of the arena. He Emurges from the crowd and walks slowley down the steps he takes his trench coat and leaves it in the crowd and climbs over the railing and sliding into the ring. He Assends the turnbuckle taking his Tag Team Championship belt off his waist and raising it in the air. He stares at the referee for a good 30 seconds as the lights come back to its normal lighting. He takes his eyes of of the ref and focuses them onto the sky..

Amanda Summers: ...and his opponent... he is the XCW World Heavyweight Champion... Nathan Gust!

"Adrenachrome" by Grade 8 begins to play and the lights flicker. Moments later, the youngest SFT legend of all time walks out. The lights continue to flicker as Nathan Gust runs straight to the ring and he enters without hesitation. Reno and Gust lock up in the middle of the ring, but neither man can gain an advantage. The break the lock up and look frustrated. They lock up again, with Reno having a slight advantage, pushing Gust a little bit. But Gust is quick to stop this with a kick ot the gut. He then puts Reno in a headlock and grinds on it. Reno falls to one knee and tries using his hands to get out of the headlock, but Gust just squeezes and grinds on it more. Reno finally gets back on his feet and pushes Gust to the ropes, causing a break. Reno then pushes Gust off, sending him to the opposite ropes. Gust rebounds off the rope to fall to a Reno Destiny shoulder block. Gust looks up at Reno from the mat with a look of shock. Gust is quick to gets up and shoves Reno. Reno pauses for a bit with a "wtf" look on his face, and then goes for a haymaker on Gust. Gust ducks the haymaker and catches Reno with a knee to the gut. Reno doubles over and Gust is quick to hook on a DDT. Gust makes a quick cover...

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Kickout!

JC: Wow, I knew he wouldn't stay down for that.

RW: Nathan Gust almost stole that one!

Gust picks up Reno and whips him to the corner. Gust runs in after him and goes for a monkey flip, but Reno keeps him from doing it. With Gust standing on his thighs, Reno turns around, sitting Gust on the top rope and hitting an uppercut to keep him up there. Reno then mounts the ropes, and headbutts Gust a couple times, and attempts a superplex. Gust blocks the first attempt, and throws a couple punches to Reno's kidney. Reno tries to lift Gust again, and again it's blocked. Gust breaks out of Reno's grip and starts punching his face. Reno is ready to fall, but catches his balance again and starts headbutting and punching Gust. Reno then hits Gust with a European uppercut, and quickly snatches him in a suplex and takes him over. The impact is hard, flipping Reno from his back to his front, and bouncing Gust a foot off the mat. Both men are laid out, and the referee starts his count.

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RW: Nathan Gust and Reno Destiny are down for the count... this match must be over!

JC: The count just started, give em' time!

4....

5... They start to move a little.

6....

7... Reno makes his way to the ropes and tries to pick himself up.

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Reno is on his feet, leaning against the ropes. The referee stops the count and lets the match continue. Reno walks over to Gust slowly, and bends down to pick him up. Gust is quick to wrap up Reno in a small package.

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Kickout!

Reno kicks out, barely. Gust and Reno get up at about the same time and start trading blows with each other. Reno hits a euro uppercut, sending Gust to the ropes. Gust rebounds off the ropes with a boot to Reno's face. Reno is pushed back to the ropes and on the rebound Gust hits a powerslam and pins.

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Kickout!

Reno kicks out again. Gust looks frustrated and goes up to the top rope. Reno gets up slowly, and slowly turns around to see Gust, but he stumbles over to the ropes, shaking them, causing Gust to crotch himself on the top rope. Reno goes to the corner and puls Gust's legs so they're on the inside of the ring. Reno then climbs up, and excanges some blows with Nathan. Nathan pushes Reno back and he falls back onto the mat. Nathan Gust calls for the 'Death From Above', right before he jumps off the ropes, Connor MacDaddy jumps on the ropes and knocks Gust off the top rope. Nathan falls to the outside. Connor starts pounding down on the back of Gust's head, refusing to let him up.

JC: Oh come on!

RW: It's the XCW title, there is No Disqualifications.

JC: It's still frowned upon! C'mon ref, get MacDaddy out of there!

The referee gets out of the ring and tries to seperate Connor from Gust. Connor takes a step back, and the referee helps Gust to his feet, then Connor MacDaddy nails him in the throat with the side of a steel chair! Gust goes down and grabs his throat.

JC: Look... It's Sara Pettis!

Sara runs down the ramp, and Connor sees her coming and hops the gaurdrail and hightails it to the back. Sara stops and helps Nathan Gust to his feet. Gust gets confused, and grabs Sara and nails her with the Southern Discomfort.

RW: Oh my god, Sara Pettis is down!

Gust gets to his feet and continues coughing up small bits of blood. He looks down at Sara and expresses nothing. He turns around and is met with a baseball slide from Reno Destiny, straight to the throat! Gust collapses again, and begins coughing up more blood. The ref checks on him, and raises an X in the air with his arms. He then calls for the bell.

JC: What's going on?

RW: The referee has ended this match!

JC: Oh come on! Clearly this ref has never seen an old XCW tape!

The referee says something to Amanda Summers, and she announces...

Amanda Summers: Ladies and Gentleman, the referee has ordered this match be stopped due to the condition of Nathan Gust... therefor your winner... Reno Destiny!

Reno smiles and raises his hand in the air. He slides out of the ring and goes for the XCW Heavyweight Championship.

Amanda Summers: But... the rules state, the only way a Champioship can change hands is by pinfall or submission... therefor still your XCW World Heavyweight Champion... Nathan Gust!

The crowd cheers as Reno goes nuts at ringside. He eventually stopms off and EMTs rush down to help Nathan Gust and Sara Pettis.

Winner: Reno Destiny

Kyle is headed to the ring as Rayn comes from nowhere with a florescent light, smashing it against Murphy's back, the weak glass shattering against his flesh. Murphy drops to a knee on the ramp as Rayn walks in front of him, facing him with blood-thirsty eyes. He stabs the broken piece of glass down toward Murphy's face, however Murphy grabs his arm and fights the pressure, keeping the from his face. Murphy eventually moves out of the way, using Rayn's momentum against him and allowing him to stab the ramp, finishing off the light. Murphy grabs Rayn from behind and German suplexes him onto the ramp. Rayn flips from his neck to his stomach to his belly, quickly moving his hands to his head.

RW: This match is underway, an unexpected start!

JC: You got that right! New and better way to use a light.

Murphy has now pulled Rayn toward the ring, hitting him with a couple of forearms before slamming his face into the apron. He grabs Rayn, lifting him up and dropping him chest first onto the guardrail. Rayn stumbles back, clutching his chest as Murphy hooks him for a suplex. Murphy lifts him up, holding him in the air before dropping back, releasing Rayn early and hanging his off the barb-wired ropes.

RW: Early blood as Rayn's leg gets snagged by a barb!

JC: Rayn fell on his head from the rope!

Murphy grabs Rayn and rolls him into the ring, Murphy rolls into the ring himself, avoiding the lower wire. He proceeds to drop an elbow onto Rayn's back, going for further punishment as he puts Rayn in a modified Camel Clutch. Rayn fights the pain as he contemplates a way out of the predicament, grabbing the leg of Murphy as he continues to have his back bent and his neck pulled. Rayn finally fights out by twisting Murphy's ankle, forcing him to let go. Rayn puts a hand on his back as he gets up to a knee. Murphy is up as well, aiming to hit Rayn with a swift kick to the body. Rayn blocks it and throws it away, hitting Murphy in the gut with a right. Murphy tries the kick again, only to get the same outcome. Rayn is to his feet as Murphy goes for a right of his own, hacing it blocked and receiving a kick to the stomach, Rayn then takes him down with a Leviathan clothesline.

RW: Not a typical clothesline for a man Rayn's size, but it worked!

JC: You can't always use moves meant for your size, it give off too much predictability.

Rayn drops a knee on Murphy's forehead, causing Murphy to roll to his side while holding it. Rayn gets up, dropkicking Murphy in the back. Rayn goes for a pin, only to have Murphy kick out of it quickly. Rayn props himself on Murphy, dropping forearms mercilessly onto his face. Murphy covers, avoiding much of the damage before Rayn gets up again. He lifts Murphy, attempting a whip into the wire, it is reversed and Rayn guys the ropes, getting stick with barbs and hitting his knees as spots of blood begin to show on his back. Murphy runs up and drives a knee into Rayn's face, dropping him ob the ropes, the back of his neck connecting with a barbless part of the wire.

RW: My God! Rayn is meeting the rough end of that wire quite a bit tonight!

JC: I'm not used to seeing this side of Murphy!

Murphy kicks Rayn in the chest, causing him to throw himself off the wire and roll to his back, his hands on the contact point. Murphy drops and rolls out of the ring. He goes under the apron, pulling out what seems to be a two by four. Upon pulling it out, the tip is revealed to have barbed wire yp be wrapped around it! Kyle goes under the ring again, pulling out some lighter fluid, spraying it onto the barbed part of the board.

Murphy rolls into the ring, the soaked board in his hand. Rayn begins to get up, only to get the board slammed into his stomach. The board tears into his flesh, ripping out it without mercy. Murphy draws it back, allowing Rayn to fall to the mat once again. Murphy grins, pulling a lighter from his tights and igniting the board with flame. He stares at the fire for just seconds before driving the board down onto his back. Rayn let's out a loud scream of pain as his flesh is torn and burned. Murphy lifts it to drive it down onto Rayn again but misses as Rayn rolls out of the ring and falls to the floor. He sprawls out, one hand under the ring.

RW: What has gotten into Murphy? He is going at Rayn with no remorse!

JC: At least the board went out! Those flames were getting dangerous!

Murphy drops to the Mat and rolls out of the ring, moving toward Rayn slowly. He grabs Rayn, pulling him to his legs as Rayn hits Murphy in the eyes with pepperspray. Murphy screams aloud as he furiously runs at his eyes.

RW: Who the hell leaves pepperspray under the ring?

JC: Your sister leaves it under her pillow...

Rayn drops the spray and whips Murphy hard into the steps, his blindness making it hard to properly protect himself from them. His legs impact the steps and he flips over them, landing on his head on the other side. Rayn walks over to Murphy and begins to stomp on him, focusing on his head and upper chest. Murphy tries to cover, being severely inefficient due to his blindness.

Rayn lifts Murphy up, driving his back into the ringpost hard as soon as he gets him standing. Murphy screams, dropping to a knee as Rayn begins to look under the ring again. He comes out with a crimson colored bag, opening it as fast as possible and pouring its contents onto the floor.

RW: Are those thumbtacks?

JC: looks like it Randy.

Murphy gets to his feet again, only to get DDT'd into the tacks, rolling over and trying his hardest to pull them out. His face begins to bleed, spots of blood trickling down his face. Rayn smiles and reaches under the ring again, pulling out a small container of something. He pours it over his hand, filling it with salt just before rubbing it hard into Murphy's face.

RW: talk about in SALT to injury!

JC: Your jokes suck and you deserve to be shot!

Murphy screams in pain as the salt seeps into his wounds. Rayn laughs sadistically as he begins to stand up. He walks over to the announcement tables, taking and folding the Bell handlers chair. He begins to walk back over to Murphy, who is beginning to get up again. Rayn lifts the chair over his head, beginning to swing the chair down, only to get a hard elbow to the face that causes him to drop the chair. Rayn staggers back, getting caught with a hard Murphy's Law right onto the chair!

RW: Murphy's Law! Murphy's Law!

JC: I don't think Rayn will be getting up from that one...

Murphy gets back up slowly, grabbing a table from under the apron. He sets it up next to the ring and grabs another table. He doesn't set it up, he just lays it onto the other table. He walks over to Rayn and lifts him up, the blood now rushing from his forehead, throwing him into the ring.

Murphy follows in behind him, grabbing the now extinguished barbed two by four. He walks slowly over to Rayn, sitting on his chest and slowly digging the barbed part of the board into his face. The blood is now gushing from his head, staining the steel wire and dripping to the floor.

RW: Rayn is in major trouble!

JC: Murphy threw the board away, beginning to use his fingers to tear Rayn's flesh!

Murphy stands up, lifting Rayn with him only to receive a really harsh lowblow. Murphy drops to his knees as Rayn stands up slowly, running at the barbed ropes. He stops, then turns to Murphy, facing his back. He runs at him, jumping in the air and landing his ass on the shoulders of Murphy, driving his face into the mat.

Rayn falls to the floor, rolling out of the ring and dropping to all fours outside. He goes under the ring, grabbing a long, thin piece of shiny steel, revealing it to be a driver club from golf. He stands up, having trouble doing so, and slides into the ring with his club. He sits in the corner, awaiting Murphy to get up, which he does within seconds. Rayn runs at him, swinging the club up, and literally driving the club up the forbidden area. Murphy let's off a high-pitched yelp which could be heard over the masses just before falling hard to his stomach.

RW: ouch! That would have easily sent those for a hundred yard drive!

JC: When did we start sponsoring golf?

Rayn walks Over to Kyle, sitting on his back and camel clutching him with the club. He pulls back hard, trying his hardest to make Kyle miserable. Kyle starts throwing elbows into Rayn's side, making him release pressure, dropping the club after two blows to the side. Kyle hops to all fours, bucking like a bull and tossing Rayn to the mat, rolling over and locking Rayn into a modified neck lock.

RW: He has a great neck lock on Rayn, twisting it and putting pressure on his neck.

JC: Can necks even twist that way?

Rayn fights to a base, raking at Kyle's hands. Kyle sits down hard on the upperback of Rayn, slamming his face into the mat simultaneously. Murphy rolls out of the ring, yet again dodging the lower barbs. He reached under the ring, searching for something. Rayn gets up slowly as Murphy stays preoccupied with the ring. Rayn gets to his feet and backs up. Murphy pulls out a sledgehammer, Rayn runs at the ropes, diving over the top and catching his foot, flipping and hitting a senton on Murphy. They lay there for only seconds as Rayn stands up, his footwear torn from the barb. He grabs the sledgehammer and lifts it high above his head, swinging it down toward Murphy. Murphy sees this and rolls quickly, the hammer hitting hard against the ground, leaving an imprint.

RW: He's aiming to hurt him with that thing!

JC: Maybe he thinks Murphy is a brick?

Murphy is up and is trying to back away from Rayn, who is now swinging the sledgehammer wildly. Rayn eventually drives Murphy up the ramp and into the back.

RW: Looks like we will be in the back for a bit.

JC: But we're sitting down!

The camera switches into the back, Rayn still trying to impact with Murphy. Murphy backs up against a stack of crates as Rayn readies the sledgehammer. Rayn swings it down, Murphy dodged it as it crashes through the crates. Murphy acts fast and shoulder tosses Rayn hard, throwing him into the crates. He crashes through them hard.

Murphy grabs Rayn and begins to throw him into a pillar, his body impacting hard against the stone. Murphy walks over to Rayn, receiving a right hand to the face, they begin to trade punches as they head up some stairs.

The camera switches back to the announce table.

RW: Apparently we lost camera view of the two individuals in question. We are working on trying to get a camera to them as soon as possible folks.

JC: Did they go invisible or something?

RW: I know you aren't that stupid man.

JC: Look up there!

Cartwright points up to the roof as the camera pans toward the two individuals fighting on the supportive rails. Murphy gets the advantage with a knee to the gut, almost losing his balance on the beam. He regains it though as Rayn spears him off, they fall about ten feet on a fourth of a cage. It shakes a little bit as they connect.

RW: Someone needs to get that cage lowered before they get hurt! That's a good hundred foot drop!

JC: Well, SFT is known for their near-death fights.

Murphy lays sprawled out on the cage, curled up and holding his abdomen. Rayn also remains sprawled out, his forehead bleeding badly from the connection with the cage. Blood drips down to the ground from his face as he flips to his stomach, beginning to get up. Kyle also begins to stir as the cage begins to lower, descending toward the mat.

Rayn is up, walking carefully toward Murphy and reaches him just as he gets up. Rayn reaches for him, receiving a hard shoulder to the stomach. The cage begins to go vertical now as they lose their footing. Murphy grabs Rayn and jumps off hard, driving them both through the previously set up tables. The wood shatters hard as the Murphy's Law takes them through.

RW: Oh my God! Murphy's law from twenty feet up through tables! We need some medics!

The referee dives out of the ring, running over to the two individuals. He checks them both as the medics run down to the ring. The referee runs to the announcement table, talking to the Ring Announcer.

"As a result of Knock out, Your winner, Kyle Murphy!"

Winner: Kyle Murphy

Annika performs a series of leg stretches after entering the front-stage. After a couple of knee thrusts, and leaps on the spot, she will shake her hands and legs. She will then proceed to the ring, entering between the bottom and second rope.

Randy: The pride of Russia, Annika Reizeger, former world champion, maybe looking for a fight here tonight.

John: Annika is always ready for a fight, don't you know that Randy?

The noise coming from the crowd slowly begins to dwindle out when suddenly the opening for "Tom Sawyer" by Rush begins to play throughout the arenas speakers. The entire crowd stands up and lays in a heavy smatter of boos, though a cheer here and there remains for Radiant as we see them turn towards the stage awaiting his arrival. We cut to the stage as we see Radiant step through the curtains with a sadistic half smile on his face and begins to head down the ramp. He carelessly walks by the fans making his way down the ramp ignoring the few hands that extend for a high five. He reaches the bottom of the ramp and turns over to his left and heads to the steel stairs. He climbs up them and steps onto the ring apron. He pauses for a moment and stares down at his feet for a second. Soon enough he lifts his head up and steps into the ring in between the middle and top rope. He enters the ring and heads over to one of the far turnbuckles and simply leans back against it with both arms spread out over the ropes. Radiant looks around the arena at people in the crowd just buying some time to emit his confidence. "Tom Sawyer" by Rush quickly fades out.

John: A former world champion in his own right, Radiant, but is he ready for Annika here tonight?

Randy: Radiant has never been one to lack in the readiness department. But lets get to this battle.

The bell tolls as the two competitors meet in the middle of the ring where Radiant quickly gains the advantage with a knee to the gut of Annika, bending her at the waist, latching his arm quickly around her head Radiant snaps Annika onto here back with a low suplex. The former world champion clutches at her back slightly while she returns to her vertical base glaring almost through Radiant, who returns on the attack pushing Annika back into the corner and unleashing punch after punch onto the Soviet Widowmaker dazing the smaller female wrestler.

Randy: Radiant is relentless here tonight.

John: He looks ready to add another win to the long list already compiled.

Annika then blocks a punch from the bigger Radiant, grabs him by the front of the shorts and drops to her back pulling Radiant face first into the top turnbuckle. As he grips at his face checking for blood Annika takes the opportunity to roll Radiant up in a speedy school boy.

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Kickout!

John: Two and one fourth there for Russia's Reizeger.

Randy: It's still too early in this match, you figure someone with Annikas experience would know that by now.

John: It's always good to wear down an opponent though.

Randy: True.

Radiant rolls out from the kickout and tries to return to his feet but is met with a dropkick to the jaw drop Annika, knocking him flat onto his back, seeing the chance arise Annika begins to stomp away at Radiant, then lifting him up to one knee Annika hits the ropes and returns to Radiant with a beautifully executed Shining Wizard. Annika then goes for the pin figuring that this might be it.

John: Ooooooh Radiant might be down for the count.

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..Kickout!!!

Randy: Radiant is still in this thing.

Annika slaps the mat as she begins to argue with the referee trying to explain that the count should have been a three count. While this is going on Radiant his risen to his feet and begun to recollect himself, Annika then grabs Radiant by the wrist attempting to Irish Whip him into the corner, which is quickly reversed and instead Annika gets thrown into the turnbuckle. Shaking his head for a moment Radiant notices Annika dazed in the corner and begins to charge attempting a spear, but Annika dodge send Radiant shoulder first into the metal pole.

Randy: That might have spelled disaster for Radiant.

Radiant begins to fall out of the corner hunched over at the waist as Annika once again hits the ropes, and as she reaches Radiant, Radiant drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring. Radiant grabs a chair from ringside and slides it in the ring. Annika flies over the top rope and crashes down on Radiant. Annika looks out to the crowd and then rolls Radiant back in the ring. Radiant grabs the chair and as Annika slides back in the ring Radiant hits her in the gut with the chair. The ref calls for the bell and the DQ on Radiant. Radiant stands up and blasts her in the back with the chair.

JC: Radiant is fed up!

Winner: Annika Reizeger

RW: Well, Radiant sure is making his case for utter domination over SFT. Doing whatever he can to ensure victory or at least subjecting his foes to injury.

JC: He's been a man reborn and in a much darker light that is.

Meanwhile back in the ring we see Radiant now standing in the center of the ring with a microphone in hand. He breathes heavily as he looks back and forth between different areas of the crowd. Annika is shown slowly rolling out underneath the bottom rope in the background. Radiant brings the microphone up to his face and begins speaking through the smatter of boos which fills the arena.

Radiant: You know a few weeks ago when I returned to SFT I had a very specific idea in what I wanted to do with my time here. I made it crystal clear that I would fight when I wanted to fight and that I would hurt every person that I came face to face with. In the process I would also avenge those who have done me wrong and so far I'd say I've done that. Where is your fan favorite Ace now people? Ever since we fought at last months pay per view he's been out of commission all thanks to me.

The crowd’s level of booing escalates.

RW: Certainly not a toasty reception Radiant's getting here.

JC: Expect any different nowadays?

Radiant: Now some might say, now Radiant you have not won many matches yet. Well, that's true I have not won many matches yet. And I won't make excuses other than my partner in the Lethal Lottery did nothing to help me in our match and last week Myris eeked a victory over me thanks to a couple of jackasses weaseling their way into the match where they had no business being and it cost me. But the under current to all this was that I was getting back to my ways. Each time I've gone out there I've grown stronger and stronger. The will to inflict misery and agony remains in tact and my ability to fight shines a little bit brighter after every day. And as I stand here today I ask who is ready to step up and face me at my fullest potential? As far as I'm concerned I've been warming up and only now do I ask that some brave soul try and test me. I'm willing to bet that no one either on the roster now or somebody from the past can manage to overcome my evident and colossal domination over everyone.

Again the boos grow louder.

RW: Is he issuing a challenge?

JC: To paraphrase his story of domination and hurting people, I think he wants a real competitor he's saying.

Radiant: Next Saturday Night Slaughter I expect to be challenged. Just who it is that will step up is up to the bastard who is listening to me thinking they can stop me . . .

Just then “King of my World” by Saliva bursts throughout the arena speakers. The crowd stands up and cheers uproariously as they turn towards the entrance ramp.

RW: What?!

JC: Is that . . .

RW + JC: Christian Cage!!!

Up near the stage the crowd gets deafening as Christian Cage steps out from behind the curtain and onto the main stage. He grins as he walks forward with both arms in the air and a microphone in one of his hands. Radiant looks on from the ring with a confused look on his face, but he’s also smirking. Christian pauses in his place and continues to absorb his reception.

JC: Wow great to see Christian Cage again!

RW: Soak it up Christian!

Christian himself applauds the crowd as they continue to cheer. He raises his hands in the air and slowly waves them downward as he playfully asks that the crowd quiet down for a moment. They do so barely as Christian raises the microphone up to his mouth and locks eyes with Radiant. Radiant listens intently as “King of My World” fades out.

Christian Cage: . . . . . I ACCEPT!

The crowd once again goes back to making some noise as “King of My World” by Saliva starts back up again. Christian smiles at Radiant as he starts walking backwards up the entrance area. Radiant meanwhile is left in the ring laughing maniacally as he looks on.

JC: Whoa it appears we’re going to see a returning Christian Cage take on Radiant next week on Slaughter!

RW: Can’t wait! Whoo-hoo Christian Cage!

NEVER BACK DOWN IN THE FACE ANGER!" The lights flicker, then go out as "In The Face Of Anger" by Shattersphere blares through the arena. A yellow light illuminates the stage area as two rockets of pyro fly from the far side of the arena to explode on the stage. Josh Konnely steps out into the smoke left by the exploding pyro, and raises his arms as the crowd boos. With his fists clenched and a scowl on his face, Konnely walks down the aisle to ringside. He runs up the steps, walks to the center of the apron, and climbs through the ropes into the ring. There he stretches against the ropes and gets ready to fight .

Randy White: Josh Konnely has been some kind of genius since beginning his career in Strike towers. And tonight he has his chance to shine!

John Cartwright: A shot at Dameon's Television title. He is Glittering like a christmas tree now days.

Randy White: And here comes Dameon

Silent Wars" begins to ring throughout the arena, the lights dim, blue and white strobe lights flash around the entrance while smoke fills the whole stage. The beat picks up as the lights turn from their original nice colors to a darker red much like blood. Dameon bursts through the curtains with his Television Title around his waist, his Tag Team Title on his right shoulder and his handy kendo stick, grasped tightly in his left hand, he then throws up and "X" with the kendo stick and Tag Title, taunting the crowd, taking in the cheers and boo's as they come. Dameon begins to saunter down the ramp pointing his kendo stick around at different fans, yelling out his superiority to all who will listen, while slapping the stick against his belts, as he reaches the halfway point of the ramp the lights in the arena come back on. Dameon starts to make his way around the ring, he spies a few fans holding random signs and screaming his name, he walks over to them and grabs a couple of shoulders, pulling himself up on the guard rail, the fans cheer, showing their appreciation to a wrestler that acknowledges them. While up on the guard rail Dameon throws his left arm into the air gaining another reaction. Dameon jumps down from the guardrail, turns to the ring, slides in, and works his way to the far corner, as he sets his kendo stick down on the apron for safe keeping, and detach his titles setting them also on the apron for the timekeeper to grab. He then begins to loosen up his wrists while crouching in the corner waiting for his match to begin

JC: Dameon looks ready and rearin to go!

Amanda Summers: This match is for the SFT Television Championship. Introducing first. Weighing in at 200 pounds the challenger JOSH KONNELY!

[ Crowd gives a mixture of booes ]

Amanda Summers : And his opponent From Seattle Washington. Weighing in at 265 Pounds, He is The Current SFT Tag Team , United States and Television Champion! THE BEAST DAMEON!

Randy White: Hardcore hect seems to be getting these 2 men ready to fight for the television title.

[ the bell rings and both men start to circle eachother and the crowd booes the both of them. Suddenly ]

HERE WE ARE! BORN TO BE KINGS WITH THE PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSE!!!!

[ Reno Destiny comes out from the curtain and stands at the top of the ramp as his music cuts off Dameon and Josh Look on as hect asks them to continue with the match Josh Comes up behind dameon and starts hammering him in his back. Josh forcing dameon into the corner and a series of rights hits on dameons body. Dameon pushes josh off of him and josh runs into hect and hect falls out side the ring and in front of randy and john.]

RW: Hect just hit the ground

John: guess those ninja like reflexes wasn't ready for that one.

[ Hect out side the ring Reno has already walked his way towards the ring area. He reaches under the ring to grab a chair. Josh gets up and starts to charge after dameon again and irish whips him into the opposite turn buckeld. Josh charges at him but dameon gets a boot up. Josh Stumbeles back and dameon looks at josh Reno Slides into the ring as Dameon starts to charge at josh for a clothesline. Josh Falls and With reno behind him Reno Swings the chair and dameons momentum carries his head into Reno's Boot ]

RW: Oh!! FATE BY DESTINY

JC: Hell Yeah Dameon is in a different world right now.

[ Dameon lays flat out in the middle of the ring and reno looks at josh and motions him to cover dameon. Reno slieds out the ring and Hardcore hect jumps back into the ring and looks at destiny outtside the ring. He looks at josh konnely and proceeds with the ring count ] 1 2 3

[ the bell rings and josh konnely pops up in excitment ]

Amanda Summers : THE WINNER OF THE MATCH AND NEW SFT TELEVISION CHAMPION! JOSH KONNELY!

[ Josh looks over at destiny who smirks at him and turns around and walks to the locker room ]

RW: what the hell is going on Destiny just Screwed Dameon out of his Tree Ornaments

JC: Dameon and Reno have been in eachothers business on and off the past few months. Whatever the case may be Josh Konnely's Hot streak Continues

Winner: Josh Konnely

As Josh Konnely gets to his feet after his victory over the now former Television Champion, Dameon, the referee moves over to Konnely handing him the title belt and raising his hand in victory, but as the hand reaches its pinnacle Dameon charges and delivers the "Sick and Wrong", sick kick, to the new Television Champion connecting directly with his jaw, knocking him clean off his feet, dropping the title to the ground. The referee then steps between Dameon and the downed Konnely, only to receive a not so polite toss out of the ring.

RW: Dameon, seems a little... uhhhh angry?

JC: He doesn't seem to have shown to much during the battle but now after the lose, he is going insane.

RW: This could spell bad news for Josh Konnely.

Dameon moves over to Josh Konnely after gripping the title that used to be his tightly in his hands, he then hovers over the new champion glaring directly into the very unfocused eyes of the now possibly concussed Konnely. Smiling that sadistic smile and beginning to silently laugh Dameon shakes his head at Konnely.

Dameon: You've earned every bit of it... champ...

Dameon then lays the television title over the head and face of Josh Konnely and begins to make his way out of the ring, walking over to the guardrail Dameon then asks a fan for a chair, the fan gladly obliges wanting to see the violence to come. Pacing around the ring Dameon seems to be pumping himself up, after the second or third corner Dameon slides in the ring, now positing parallel to the motionless champion. "The Beast" slowly begins to move towards the corner of the ring, where he pulls himself to his feet using the turnbuckle as a stability point, he then latches the side of the chair as if it was a skateboard, looking out at the crowd with the same old deranged look in his eyes Dameon begins to charge at Josh Konnely.

JC: The television champ better get out of the way!

RW: There's no reaction time now...

As the announcers words fall on deaf ears Dameon leaps into the air, placing the chair under his feet and giving the chair in essence a hesitation dropkick directly onto the skull of Josh Konnely, the fans erupt at the sight, "SFT SFT SFT" can be heard screaching throughout the arena as fans have gone balistic. Dameon launches to his feet throws the chair and belt off of the face of Josh Konnely, as he gets down on his hands and knees, screaming and laughing in the face of the now fully incapacitated champion.

Dameon: WAS IT WORTH IT?!?! WAS IT WORTH IT RENO?!?!

RW: Did he just call Josh Konnely, Reno?

JC: Maybe Dameon is really just that loopy.

Slapping the bloodied face of Josh Konnely repeatedly Dameon continues to yell the name of Reno Destiny until a few more referees and some backstage security come out to try and pry "The Beast" of the Konnely. But Dameon quickly notices the men reaching for him as he jets out of the ring, grabbing his United States and Tag-Team titles, hopping the guardrail, and slowly making his leave watching the ring still yelling towards his victim.

Dameon: I got you RENO!!! I got you!!!!!!!!!!

JC: That, was, insane...

RW: I think I need another zanax after all that. Holy crap.

Sophia is already in the ring as she awaits Myris.

RW: Sophia finally gets her IC Title shot tonight.

Myris’s music hits as he is making his way out, we see Kyle Murphy nail him with a steel chair and he drags him all the way to the ring.

JC: What the hell is Kyle doing?

Kyle throws Myris in the ring, Sophia doesn’t know what to do but she covers him the ref also lost counts 1……….2…………3!

RW: I guess Kyle doesn’t want Myris to make it to the ppv.

Sophia takes her IC title and just leaves.

Winner: Sophia DuBois

As Sophia DuBois celebrates her victory in the ring, the lights begin to flicker as "Silent Wars", the familiar entrance music of Dameon, blares over the loud speakers. Sophia spins in circles looking for Dameon wherever he may be, a moment later Dameon can be seen leaping the guardrail with trusty kendo stick in hand and in the other both of his titles. Wasting no time "The Beast" slides under the bottom rope, bounces to his feet and begins to charge the new Intercontinental Champion, Sophia DuBois, who quickly exits the ring opposite of Dameon, realizing better live to fight another day possibly?

Randy: What is he doing out here now? Didn't he do enough earlier after he lost his title?

John: It seems as if not. But who is gonna tell this asylum alumni no?

Randy: Good point...

Dameon now stands against the ropes half swinging his stick towards Sophia DuBois who is now about halfway up the rampway, then pacing around the ring seemingly furious "The Beast" looks out at the crowd for a second, he then sends his stick flying into the audience seemingly not caring anymore about it. Clutching at his head and hair he turns to the time keepers asking for a microphone, the time keepers do so almost in fear. As Dameon rips the mic from the time keepers hands he continues to pace, stopping over Myris to deliver a couple of stiff kicks to the back of the former Intercontinental Champions head. Dameon then leaving the mass of Myris in the center of the ring he pulls the mic close to his face and begins breathing heavily into it, obviously irritated as he begins to actually speak.

Randy: A man of very few words asking for a mic, this could be bad.

John: Or really good, leave those cameras running!

Dameon: What do I gotta do huh? Can anyone here tell me that, ANYONE???

The crowd stays silent, mildly confused about what is going on in front of their eyes.

Dameon: What do I have to do to get the SFT management, that group of idiots, to put me in this ring with RENO DESTINY!!! Week in and week out, I make requests to get him one on one in this ring that I stand before you in right now, and week in and week out the SFT management can't pull each others heads out of their asses long enough to book it. So now I stand before all of you in this arena asking, WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO!

The crowd is now going insane, both at the mention of Reno Destiny, and feeding off of the intensity of "The Beast".

Randy: Wow, I guess there was something to that Reno talk earlier.

John: But why did he choose now to come out?

Randy: What a better way to have people listen than be on at the end of the show right?

John: I guess... But I still don't understand.

Dameon: So I ask you, both the fans, and the SFT management, right here right now... Do I have to put this on the line?

Dameon then throws the United States title to the ground followed by his Tag-Team Title.

Dameon: What about that huh? Do I have to shove Chimpo up Aidan's ass?!?! Tell me! And until I get an answer from the management around here, well, this will be a regular sight...

Dameon then drops the microphone next to his titles and makes his way over to the now half awake Myris who is rising to his feet. Dameon grabs onto one of Myris' arms pulling him to his feet as if helping him out, but then quickly changes pace, throws Myris onto his shoulder and nails "The Gallow's End" incapacitating the already beat down Myris. Sitting up slowly Dameon glances around the ring, stopping at the corner and tilting his head to the side ever so slightly, he then grabs Myris by the hair dragging him towards the corner he had been peering at.

Randy: Oh come on the man has already had to fight a title match tonight.

John: Whatever this has to be great for ratings, lets just hope Dameon doesn't maim him.

Reaching into his back pocket Dameon pulls out a thick tipped sharpie, uncapping it while yanking the head and neck of Myris back by his hair, exposing his forehead, Dameon then writes "RENO" directly onto the bare forehead of Myris. Laughing ever so slightly Dameon tosses the pen behind him where it lands in the crowd slightly getting fought over, he then slides out of the ring still holding his grip on the hair of Myris who has no choice but to be dragged behind Dameon, leaving him halfway hanging off of the apron. As Dameon lets go of the hair of Myris he turns to the closest camera man, taking the camera from him and pushing him to the ground, then spinning towards Myris, Dameon takes a few steps dropping the camera into his now "punting" boot, sending the camera flying into the face of Myris, bouncing his head back with a wicked crash. The crowd then explodes in a mixture of "This is Awesome", "SFT", and "Holy Shit" chants, almost taking the roof off of the place.

Randy: He could have just KILLED Myris!!!

John: Oh wow...

The now bloodied body of Myris then flops out of the ring into the half way waiting arms of Dameon who then places the head of Myris on the diamond cut steel ring steps. Looking out at the crowd to gauge reaction/shock value Dameon looks back down at the now destroyed camera, with the notoriously sick smile crossing his face once again Dameon grabs the cord of the camera and wraps it tightly two to three times around the throat of Myris, choking him while dragging his face and forehead back and forth across the steel. Reaching out with his right free hand, Dameon pulls another camera man in close to Myris, showing the blood flow onto the stairs, then letting the camera man go, Dameon can be seen almost frothing at the mouth screaming at Myris.

Dameon: HANG IN THERE RENO, YOUR DOING GREAT!!! BLEED RENO!!! BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED!!!

The show slowly ends with the visual of Dameon choking out Myris fading away.

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