The lights' go dim red and strobe, blackish green smoke pours' through the arena as we wait for Rages' arrival ten seconds later a large spark hits the ramp and crawling down the ramp is Rage...he pauses to grab his head and shake then throws' his arms into the air and yells' into the air then rolls' into a flip up and runs into the ring then jumps onto the top turnbuckle does the cross pose and back flips' off ready to fight.

Paul Phillips music hits and he makes his way to the ring without any emotion as he gets in the ring ominously.

RW: Oooh Paul is scary.

Sweetheart comes to the ring as the fans give her a mixed reaction along side her twin sister Precious.. She walks up the steps and slowly gets in the ring as Precious lifts one leg then the other doing the spilts.

JC: Oohh that’s hot.

Control by Puddle of Mudd hits the speakers and Rain enters the arena. Her walk is measured and deliberate, each step careful, and concise, each look calculated and thoughtful. She climbs between the bottom and middle rope and walks to her corner and waits for the match to begin.

RW: ohhh another hottie!

JC: Calm down Randy, lets get ready.

As he says that the bell rings and all 4 go at it with Sweetheart and Rain cleaning house as they both dispatch Rage and Paul to the outside of the ring.

Now its just the women left alone in the ring as they stand toe to toe sizing each other up as the crowd begin to cheer and RW and JC are smiling with big grins.

RW: Ya gotta love SFT!

JC: Hell yeah!

Sweetheart is the first to attack with a uppercut then a standing sidekick but Rain counters with a leg sweep! Rain now tries a figure 4 leg lock but Sweetheart kicks out of it. Rain still on the offensive catches Sweetheart as she’s getting up and hits a monkey flip on her into the corner, then followed by a bronco buster as the crowd go wild!

RW: Ridem cowgirl! Yeee haaaa!

Rain now with an arm bar on Sweetheart as she slows down the tempo of the match, she nails an STF but only gets a 2 count.

JC: Not even close, Sweetheart looks like shes solid tonight.

RW: So am I.

JC: dude?!?!

Rain with a drop toe hold, and climbs the ropes and waits as Sweetheart is getting up she nails a Hurricana, she covers the ref counts 1………………..2……….kickout!!!

RW: Wow, almost had it over there.

Paul and Rage start to get consciousness on the outside.

Paul looks at the ring and just smirks in dislike and just walks away from the match.

RW: Where is Paul going?

Rain tries a sharpshooter but Sweetheart kicks Rain the face before its locked in, Rage comes running in the ring and gets hit by Sweethearts Heartbreaker as Rage falls down like a sack of potatoes. Sweetheart covers Rage, the ref counts 1,2, and 3!

Sweetheart celebrates with Rain looking on in disbelief, Harold comes waddling down to the ring and gives Rage a pink slip signifying that hes now fired from SFT!

JC: And another one bites the dust.

Galahad Alexander is standing in the ring as we come back he has a mic and raises it.

Galahad: You people, I’m here to save….

Suddenly the lights dim and “Faint” by Linkin park. As the song starts to pick up the fans start to cheer the popular heel. Cody Carson steps out through the curtain and smirks at the fans strutting down to the ring, with Carmen Dumas coming down behind him he rolls under the bottom rope and jumps to his feet, Sitting on the middle rope allowing Carmen to step throw he walks to the center of the ring. She drops to her knees and he shoots his arms out to the side in a crucifix pose as red and blue fire works explode from the corners. Carson pulls his girl up and walks over to the far right corner. He jumps onto the middle rope, turns and sits on the top turnbuckle. Carmen walks over and kisses him then leans between his legs and smile at Galahad. Carmen steps out of the ring and Cody walks up to him. Galahad glares at Cody and Cody steps forward, flipping him off holding his finger inches from Galahads then stepping back and motioning for him to come on.

JC: Go Carson.

RW: Cocky and Calm, I like it. But Then again Galahad hasn’t won a match.

The bell sounds and Carson smiles. Galahad Motions forward and the two tie up, Galahad Getting the better of Carson and landing knees to the midsection followed but and Irish Whip into the ropes. As Carson comes back he gets his head nearly taken off with a Spinning Round kick. Galahad grabs Carson by the head and lands a quick snap suplex. Carson rolls onto his stomach and Galahad stalks him, pulling him up again. Cody this time splash Galahads hands out to the side and stands landing punching Driving him back into the corner and then starts with the Shoulder thrusts. Cody Grabs him and whips him across the ring into the opposite corner, Cody runs at him and goes for a dropkick, Galahad Ducks and Carson lands on the top rope. When Galahad turns around Carson moonsaults and corkscrews landing on Galahads Shoulders and going for a hurricanrana. He lands it but Galahad holds onto him rolling him up into a pin the ref slides down. 1...2.. Carson rolls out of it and get Galahads Shoulders to the mat 1...2... Galahads Bridges up and manages a back slide. 1..2. Carson rolls forward and comes up with a quick dropkick to the mouth.

JC: Fast pace.

RW: I caught a tooth.

Carson gets to his feet and Galahad manages to get up. The two square off again.

JC: For an Old Man Galahad is holding his own.

RW: But look at the sweat coming off of him and Carson looks like he does this every day.

JC: He does Dumbass.

Cody is the winner of this tie up locking on a quick headlock. Galahad Pushes him back into the ropes and Carson runs at the opposite set, Jumping onto the middle rope and turning going for a body block but Galahad lands a Sold spin kick to the midsection, Carson hit’s the match hard after the sickening slap. He rolls around holding his Chest and Galahad pulls him up. He punches him in the face and Carson stagger back into the corner. Galahad Mounts the middle rope and starts landing punches to the head. Carmen Dumas has different ideas. She jumps onto the apron and starts yelling at the ref the ref turns to her and starts telling her to get down. Carson sees the opportunity and Takes it. Landing not one but two quick Low blows.

JC: As if one isn’t enough.

Galahad doubles over and Carson pushes him Down onto the mat. Carmen jumps down and Cody Smiles at her. He jumps onto the top rope and calls for Point of Authority {Corkscrew Swanton bomb}. He jumps but Galahad is out of the way and Carson hits had, knocking the win out of himself. Galahad starts stomping Cody then he pulls him up and calls for Divine Retribution (Clothesline from Hell). He whips Carson into the ropes and goes for it. Cody jumps at the last second and locks on his Other finisher Ticket to Heaven, {Triangle hold.} Galahad is taken completely by surprise and Carson is ably to lock his feet. Galahad is takes to the mat hard Partly being Choked out and having his shoulder joint ripped apart. He lies there twisting and turning as he tries to break the hold.

Carson climbs the ropes and nails his Point of Authority! The crowd cheers as Carson slowly covers Galahad and the ref counts 1,2, and finally 3.

Carson gets up without much celebrating and walks away with a small smile on his face.

RW: Carson with an impressive win tonight and a nice comeback match if I say so myself.

JC: I very much agree. Ok lets get to the next match

The lights in the arena dim and then fade completely out. Suddenly two huge, gold lightning bolts strike the sides of the stage. Blue pyro goes off from the points of impact and move to the center of the stage to meet in one giant explosion. "Swan Dive" by (hed) P.E. begins to blare over the sound system. Red strobe lights then begin to flash about the arena. Just before the song picks up, you can hear a voice say...

"In Shawn We Trust... Mortal..."

Followed by an extremely cocky chuckle. The crowd rises to their feet with horrendous boos as they know who is to come. "The Answer" Shawn Walsh emerges from the backstage area wearing a black, leather jacket and a pair of black sunglasses. He has on no shirt and wears a pair of baggy, crimson pants.

Chimpo: Now on his way to the ring... From Jacksonville, Florida... "The Answer" SHAWN WALSH!!!!

Walsh smirks and struts down to the ring, making obscene gestures at the fans, causing them go even more insane with hatred. Walsh reaches the ring and jumps up onto the apron. He chuckles and paces back and forth for a moment before leaping over the top rope and into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms to the crowd, getting even more boos. He blows sarcastic kisses out to his "fans". Walsh jumps down and strips himself of his jacket. He throws his glasses towards the first row of the arena, in an attempt to hit - and hopefully injure - a fan.

The music cuts out abruptly...

"Anxiety" hits the pa as a man with Green hair comes out. His Purple tights glimmer in the darkness as the few lights hit it. He walks down to the ring, too depressed to slap hands with fans. He get's to the ring and slides in, immediately taking off his Purple shirt and throwing it into the crowd. Jason throws his hand into the air, balled up in a fist as purple pyro sets off at the ramp, following down it and finally exploding at each turnbuckle. After it is completed, Jason gets to his corner and awaits the bell.

The bell rings suddenly and Jason runs at Shawn but is met with a boot to the face!

JC: Nice boot to the face.

RW: Yea! It sent Jackson flying.

JC: Jason Jackson looked promising there for a few weeks, yet of late he has fallen off the radar!

Shawn picks Jason Jackson up and puts him in between his legs head first ready for a powerbomb or piledriver one. He lifts Jackson up and powerbombs him viciously to the matt as his head bounces violently off of the mat.

RW: That look like it hurt a hell of a lot!

JC: Shawn is making quick work of Jackson!

Shawn picks him up then piledrives him back down on to his head, weakening his neck and head. Shawn picks him up by the hair once again and leans him up against the turnbuckles.

Shawn jumps back, he then hits High Voltage. Jackson slides down and lays down, Shanw pulls him by his leg in to the middle of the ring. 1...2...3 Shawn wins.

JC: He continues his domination! RW: Three and o!

JC and RW walk to the back as Emily and Jake come in to announce the main event.

As the sound of "Du Hast" by Rammstein plays over the Stereo System, the arena goes dark. The spotlights in the arena start to strobe in unison with the beat of the song. At the entrance way a light under the stage strobes to the song, as smoke fills the way. Out from the back comes Hekutsu, dressed in a black hooded robe, which covers his head to the point you cannot see his eyes.

Emily - "Our World Champion Hect always looks intense and focussed when he makes his way to the ring..."

Jake - "Makes a nice change from previous champs who made their way down looking like they were thinking of Haribo and butterflies, or worse yet, Zombies and blood."

He stands, looking around the arena, and then raises his hands in the air. The lights come back on and Hekutsu makes his way to the ring. He uses the ringsteps to make his way to the apron, where he looks out to the fans, and then enters the ring and kneels down in the closest corner, facing the turnbuckles.

Jake - "The champion lies in waiting for his opponent tonight, the debuting El Masked Mecca, who we know very little about as yet, but we look forward to finding out more as the night goes on, right Emily?"

Emily - "Speak of the devil!"

As Hect is facing the Buckles in the corner, Mecca rushes to the ring and slides under the bottom rope before the referee reacts well and calls for the starting bell. Mecca kicks things off with a cheeky shin kick to the back of Hect's head, causing him to fall on his front for the start of the match.

Emily - "Guerrilla Tactics by Mecca here, looking to take the game to our World Champion tonight!"

The assault continues as Hect picks himself back up and Mecca bounces off the opposing ring ropes ad delivers a running dropkick that sends Hect tumbling through the middle ropes onto the outside. Hect hauls himself up again in time for a running senton to fly over the top rope and land in his lap. Mecca gathers his thoughts hastily and rolls Hect back in before the ref can count beyond three.

Jake - "All the focus in the world didn't prepare Hect for this kind of start, momentum is an important tool and this debutant has proved that he knows just how to create it."

Hect is hauled to his feet by Mecca who looks to hit a Quick DDT, but when he leans back he finds himself beaing hauled off the ground into the air, before landing harshly in a sitout spine buster. Hect wastes no time and applies a lot of pressure to Mecca's back with a quickly applied elevated Boston Crab.

Emily - "Mecca didn't see that one coming; Hect caught him with that Rydeen Bomb and managed to shift the momentum before Mecca even had time to think. Now he's leaning back on that Crab to make sure all the pressure is on the base and arch of Mecca's spine."

For all the innovation and surprise Hect had mustered in his return attack, he couldn't compensate for the early strikes and his grip on the Boston Crab only lasts for a dozen seconds at most. Instead Mecca pushes his way out and crawls frantically to the ropes cradling his spine. Hect follows him and drags him back to the middle of the ring by the legs, allowing Mecca the chance to kick out at his opponent. Mecca springs back up from his apparent injured state to catch Hect returning from the ropes, at first he looks to clothesline him as he returns, but Hect ducks and powers on into the opposing ropes before running back, this time he catches Mecca with a kick to the mid-section before he can attack. Mecca buckles over from the kick as Hect bounces back off of the ropes and delivers a well placed Yakuza kick to the head of Mecca, the sickening snap-like smack can be heard through the arena as the crowd draw in their breath.

Jake - "Jesus that kick was the shit! Ruthless bastards kick people like that Emily!"

Mecca looks to be falling lifelessly to the mat before Hect catches him and props him in a suplex position, he elevates him easily and lets the blood rush to his head before finishing the Brainbuster off with a driving delivery to the mat. Hect makes the cover and the ref makes the count.

1...

2...

Kick out! Hect is forced to break the pin after Mecca has got his shoulder up. Hect hauls him up, frustrated that the kick and brainbuster didn't cut the mustard. Hect tries to wear Mecca down a bit more with a seated Dragon Sleeper as the referee drops to his knees in front of Mecca to check he's okay. Meanwhile the crowd stir at the top of the ramp. Christian Cage is making his way to the ring with the US Title around his waist. He is mouthing off about something as the camera catches him, but there are no Mic's about to catch the audio.

Emily - "Cage is out here, and the referee has clocked him! He's trying to send Cage to the back, he doesn't want to lose control of this match up!"

Meanwhile Hect has started to realise that Mecca has gone somewhat limp in the Dragon sleeper. He tests the water a bit by releasing the captured hand and raising it as a referee would to see how it falls, it slumps to the ground as Hect looks on in disbelief, he looks at the referee and calls him over as he covers the motionless frame of Mecca.

Jake - "The ref's down and counting - wait, Cage is putting Mecca's foot on the rope!"

Emily - "It's called, the ref stops the count at two and Hect can't believe he's managed to get a foot on the rope."

He doesn't have to believe it for long either as he spots Cage on the outside. Hect points to him and screams at the referee to get rid of him. Cage claims he's just spectating as the crowd register their unhappiness to have him at ringside.

Jake - "It's looking pretty chaotic out there with Cage looming to interfere every two minutes and Mecca practically out on his feet!"

Hect hauls Mecca up for the Chaotic Driver, but in mid-air Mecca bails out and lands on his feet. Hect falls to his knees empty handed, allowing Mecca to hit a shining wizard from South-Central No-where and leave Hect dizzy on the mat as he slumps to his back to recover as well.

Emily - "Excellent Shining Wizard that seemed to have been dragged from the depths of Mecca's soul there! He's left Hect confused and dazed, but he's still recovering from being out cold no more than a minute ago!"

Hect crawls uncertainly into a cover, but Cage makes his presence felt before he reaches a pinning position as he stands on the apron screaming at te referee, Hect has the cover in place as the referee tries to get Cage off the apron. The crouwd count to three and beyond as they jeer the actions of Cage.

Jake - "The crowd are fuming at Christian here!"

Eventually Cage drops and the referee drops to make a count.

1...

2...

A shoulder rolls over in the loose cover as Mecca seems to have found himself again. He grabs the nearest rope and starts o haul himself to his feet as Hect starts to pick himself up in the center of the ring. Hect gets up first and charges at Mecca, who managed to back-body drop him to the outside before stumbling into the referee, prompting him to check Mecca for signs of a concussion. As he does, Christian Cage takes the opportunity on the outside of the ring, unbuckling his title belt and whipping it across Hect's back. He rolls him back in as Mecca is left alone by the referee. Mecca hauls him up and hits a springboard DDT using the middle rope to spring himself into the air, before covering Hect in the center of the ring.

Jake - "Christian may have just got Mecca's career off to a flyer!"

Emily - "And set Hect's to a stumble!"

1...

2...

Kick out! Hect powers out and rolls over as Mecca stands himself up and starts to stalk his opponent. As soon as Hect is up, Mecca locks his arms around his waist, but instinct allows Hect to spin round and take the advantage, locking his own arms across the torso of Mecca and executing a fine German Suplex. He stands up unsteadily after it, and signals to the crowd that he's going to end it! He looks to set Mecca up for the Chaotic Driver again, but this time Cage darts into the ring and floors Hect before he can hit it, the referee calls for the bell and DQ's the match in Hect's favour, as Christian Cage stands ominously over a fallen Hect with the US Title belt in his right hand.

The sound of a guitar rift echoes the arena as the crowd goes silent. When the last note is heard, the lights go out. Within 10 seconds, red lights flicker around the arena as "Set It Off" by Audioslave blasts throughout the arena. As the song blares out, smoke arises from beneath the stage and fills the entrance. Within seconds, the entrance is filled with smoke and two red lights beam from behind the smoke leaving a shadow of a man. The crowd goes nuts as the man steps outside of the smoke and is revealed as Ace.

JC: HOLY SHIT!!!

RW: I CAN’T FUCKING BELIEVE IT, ITS HIM!!

Ace stands on top of the stage looking towards the crowd before walking down the ramp. He then slides into the ring and climbs the nearest turnbuckle and taunts the crowd, as the crowd goes nuts again. He then jumps off and walks over to the opposite turnbuckle and taunts the crowd. He then heads over to Amanda Sommers as she hands him the microphone as he takes it. He then helps her out of the ring. As soon as she exits, he then looks to the crowd who are still on their feet. He then raises the microphone to his mouth...

Ace: LOOK WHO HAS COME BACK TO SFT!!!

The crowd just goes insane. Ace waits for them to calm down before he speaks again.

Ace: It feels good to be back home. For years I have looked on. Seeing familiar faces come and go. Seeing some of them stay. I still see Shadow at the helm and Harold not to far still giving his Illustrious New and Rumors. I see Nirvana and Seth Dryden are still competing. Its good to see. Sorry, let me re-phrase that, its awesome to fucking see.

The crowd goes nuts again.

Ace: Of course, with time, SFT changed. Long gone are Dave Steel and Mad Dogg, my running buddies. So anyway, 2 days ago, I get a call from Shadow. He says he wants me back. So I say Shadow, lets come to the show and lets get a feel before I say anything. Well Shadow, can I get you down here so I can tell you face to face like we always did.

“Wait and Bleed” by Slipknot plays as Shadow makes his way from the back to the stage. With mic in hand, he begins to speak.

Shadow: Well Ace, it has been a long time. What do you say?

Ace looks at Shadow.

Ace: Shadow, all I have to say is, I would…

Ace then turn his back to Shadow for a second and then turns back. He then raises his right arm and flips Shadow the bird.

Ace: FUCKING HATE TO RETURN!

The crowd are just stunned for a second before booing so loudly its difficult to hear Ace.

Ace: You pathetic son of a bitch. You have tried to abuse and bury my name for years. And then, you expect to me to come to you and say, sure Shadow, fuck the past. Fuck the 3 fucking years it took you to put me into the Hall Of Fame. Fuck all the late night calls keeping me awake. Well Shadow, fuck you. There is no fucking way I am returning to help you.

Ace then digs into his pocket and pulls out a piece of paper and then raises it in the air.

Ace: Here is the contract you faxed me Shadow. Here it is, unsigned. But next Tuesday, I can promise you this, it will be signed, it will be the signature of another man that will be the cancer to SFT. And you know what, he’s right behind you!!

Shadow then turns around and is dropped by a BRUTAL clothesline from an unnamed assailant. The man begins to walk backwards towards Ace, smiling at the limp Shadow he just looks at his damage. Suddenly the Dead Pac come running out as Ace slides out of the ring. The unnamed man then runs towards Ace and the two of them jump over the railing into the crowd as trash is thrown in their direction as Titans fades out.

Writer: Darius Lockmire/Harold/Chris Pincombe/Cody Carson

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