We cut to the garage area to see Shawn Walsh. He is carrying his gym bag and has his claimed Intercontinental Title slung over his right shoulder. He looks around as the camera zooms in on his face. He sniffs the air.

Shawn Walsh: Ahhh... I smell victory. What do you say, little buddy?

We pan down to view only the Intercontinental Title on Shawn's shoulder. Shawn makes a voice for the belt...

Intercontinental Title: S'aright.

We pan out as Walsh nods his head.

Shawn Walsh: Good then.

Walsh adjusts the bag on his left shoulder and walks towards the door. He opens it and steps into the arena. Fade out.

We come to ringside as Johnny Arnette and Bruce Kingston are ready to face off, eyes locked up. Ace is on the outside, looking up calmly at his protoge.

Jake: Oh boy... Rookie Match time!

Emily: It should be quite a match. Bruce Kingston faces Johnny Arnette in one on one action.

Jake: And don't forget that the winner will be well on their way here in SFT!

Emily: Gives these two a hell of a reason to fight, eh?

Jake: Oh definitely... Both men have the potential to come out of this one a winner, but only one man will actually do so.

Emily: Good call there, Jake.

Jake: Well I try... So Emily, who's your pick to win? Arnette or Kingston?

Emily: I'm going to have to pick Bruce Kingston on this one. There's just something about him and I don't think he'll let Arnette steal a win from him in his debut match.

Jake: Well Arnette DOES have the technical advantage over Kingston, but maybe Kingston has some tricks of his own to show us.

The timekeeper rings the bell, and the match begins. Kingston and Arnette both circle each other as they look for an opening to get into. Kingston starts off things by grabbing Arnette's torso, and then spinning behind him, but Arnette spins around, and gets behind Kingston. Kingston goes for a spinning elbow to Arnette, but he ducks, and Kingston end up spinning himself around to face Arnette. Arnette grabs Kingston's arm, and tries whipping him into the ropes, but he reverses, and Arnette goes flying into the ropes. Kingston ducks down looking for a back body drop, but Arnette changes plans, and sunsets flips Kingston instead. He tries pulling Kingston down for the pin, but Kingston just drops himself on Arnette's chest, and then he grabs Arnette's legs from behind for support. The referee counts.

1...

2...

NO!

Arnette lifts himself up, and he positions himself so that Kingston has his shoulders down on the mat.

1...

2...

NO!

Kingston performs a rolling back flip, and he grabs hold of Arnette's legs once more. He then flips himself once more over Arnette so that he places him in a roll up position for the pin.

1...

2...

NO!

Arnette shows off a feat of strength by lifting his body up from the ground, and positioning himself so that their backs are to each other. Arnette then hits Kingston with a sliding pin.

1...

2...

NO!

Kingston back flips once more so that his legs are planted firmly on the mat, and he pushes Arnette down on the mat so that he is placed in a power bomb pin.

1...

2...

NO!

Arnette locks his legs on Kingston's head, and hurricaranas him into a pin.

1...

2...

NO!

Kingston lifts his legs up, and he places them over Arnette's shoulders causing him to bring them to the mat, and causing Kingston to get a pin on Arnette.

1...

2...

NO!

Arnette rolling back flips off of Kingston , and them leaps back up. Kingston gets back up to, and both men look at each other for a brief amount of time. They then look out to the crowd as they start cheering and clapping for them both.

Jake: Umm... wow.

Emily: Yeah... that was pretty cool.

Both men shrug it off, and grapple once more. This time Arnette starts off, and he twists Kingston's arm in an arm lock. Kingston responds by spinning around, and twisting Arnette's arm the other way so that he's in an arm lock. Arnette gets behind Kingston, and he applies a hammerlock on him. After tightening the hold for a long while, Kingston grabs Arnette's head, lifts himself up in the air, and quickly snapmares him down. He keeps hold of the neck, and applies a sleeper hold variation. Arnette struggles to try and break free, and soon is able to get in his knees. He elbows Kingston in the rib cage a few times before getting freed, and running the ropes. On the return, Arnette shoulder blocks Kingston, and he goes down on his back. Arnette then runs to the ropes on his left, returns, and leaps over Kingston who flips himself onto his stomach. Arnette bounces off the ropes, and runs toward Kingston only to be leap frogged by him. Kingston turns himself around, and Arnette runs back, but Kingston catches him, and he hits him with an inverted atomic drop. Kingston then runs to the ropes closest to him, and he goes for a clothesline, but Arnette reacts fast, and he drops Kingston down for an arm bar. He pulls hard on the arm for a couple seconds before putting one leg on the other side of the arm, and sitting on his shoulder. He pulls upward, and Kingston screams in pain. The referee goes to Kingston, but he shakes his head no. Arnette just pulls harder, but still no quit from Kingston. Arnette soon lets go of the arm, and leaps over to the legs. He grabs Kingston's left leg, but Kingston instead kicks Arnette with his other leg, and he falls to the mat. Kingston gets up, quickly grabs one of Arnette's legs, and applies a single leg crab. He pulls the leg hard, but Arnette shakes his head no.

Emily: Arnette just will NOT give up here…

Jake: You see? This is the reason that Arnette can win... he can't give up.

Emily: But he can be knocked out...

Kingston still keeps the hold on, but this time Arnette is slowly making his way to the ropes. He almost reaches the bottom rope, but Kingston notices, and he quickly pulls him back to the center. Arnette looks around trying to find a way out, and soon sees his moment. Kingston turns his head to the crowd, and starts bad mouthing Arnette. Knowing this, Arnette spins his other leg around, and he kicks Kingston in the head once... twice... three times! Kingston backs up, and soon finds himself pressed against the ropes. Arnette gets up, and notices Kingston dazed at the ropes. Arnette runs over to Kingston, and clotheslines him over the top rope, and to the ground. Arnette starts hopping on his good foot since his other foot got pulled pretty badly. He soon sees Kingston getting back up again, and he runs the ropes once more. As soon as Kingston gets up and turns towards the ring, Arnette goes airborne over the ropes, and he hits Kingston with a cross body block! Both men are now down on the outside, and the referee starts the count.

ONE... TWO... THREE...

Arnette gets up first, and he picks up Kingston from the ground. He carries him over to the steel steps.

FOUR... FIVE....

He tries banging Kingston's head against the steel, but instead Kingston elbows Arnette in the gut, and he bangs Arnette's head on the steps. Arnette holds his nose in pain, and turns away. Kingston now goes up on the top of the steps, and he waits for Arnette to turn around. When he does, Kingston leaps up, and he hits Arnette with a spinning hurricarana that sends him flying into the barricade.

SIX... SEVEN... EIGHT... NINE--

Kingston gets back up, and he slides into the ring, and then goes back out so the count can be restarted. He walks over to Arnette, and picks him up. He drags him over to the barricade, and he knees him in the gut a couple times. Kingston then lifts Arnette up in the air, and quickly drops him face first onto the top of the barricade. Now Arnette's nose starts bleeding, and is probably broken from the looks of it.

ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR...

Kingston grabs Arnette, and drags him back to the ring. He slides him in, but he keeps his head on the apron. He then climbs up on the apron himself, and he hits Arnette with an elbow drop right on his neck.

FIVE... SIX--

Arnette rolls into the ring holding his neck as he starts coughing. Kingston enters into the ring, and he picks up Arnette once more. He now goes to whip Arnette into the turnbuckle across from them, but Arnette reverses, and Kingston heads into the turnbuckle. Arnette runs towards Kingston, and is looking for a running splash, but Kingston isn't about to let that happen. He lifts himself up over Arnette using the ropes as support, crosses his legs, places them on Arnette's torso, and then flips over him, and gets in a roll up pin.

1...

2...

NO!

Arnette kicks out though, and Kingston gets right back up as well.

Emily: These two are pulling out some awesome moves.

Jake: Well they are employed by SFT... what did you expect?

The two grapple up once more. Kingston quickly spins around Arnette, and trips him back down. He then leaps over to his head, and applies a headlock. But it's proved useless because Arnette gets up almost immediately, and he hits Kingston with a northern lights suplex instead.

1...

2...

NO!

Kingston kicks out though. Arnette gets up, and waits for Kingston to do so as well. He does, and he goes for a punch, but Kingston blocks, and he meets Arnette with a couple lefts to the face. He then whips Arnette into the ropes, and on the rebound he hits Arnette with a Japanese arm drag. He grabs the arm he dragged, and digs his knee into Arnette's elbow. He pulls back, and Arnette shakes his head no. He starts shaking his other hand violently as a way to keep himself up and about. He gets up on both knees, and then one knee. He takes his other arm, grabs the vulnerable leg of Kingston, and pulls it outward causing Kingston to fall on his face. Arnette takes the initiative, and puts the ankle lock on right away. Kingston still refusing to give up even after all that. He goes on both hands, flips himself over causing Arnette to let go of the hold, go flying over Kingston Nin, and exit the ring head first. Kingston gets up, hopples over to the ropes, and waits for Arnette to get up once more. He does, and Kingston leaps over the ropes looking for a cross body, but Arnette is able to grab hold of Kingston. He takes Kingston over to a turnbuckle post, and rams his back into the steel. He then drops Kingston, and taunts the crowd once more.

ONE... TWO... THREE--

Arnette grabs Kingston, and tosses him back into the ring. He slides back in himself, and gives Kingston a quick kick to the ribs. He picks up Kingston again, but Arnette ends up getting an eye gouge instead, and he turns his back to Kingston. The referee warns Kingston about it, but he could care less right now. He grabs Arnette from behind, and back body drops him on the mat. He then picks up Arnette once more, and he goes for a DDT, but Arnette pushes Kingston into the ropes instead. Kingston runs back, but is met with a high knee from Arnette. He goes for the quick pin.

1...

2...

NO!

Kick out! Arnette decides to go up! He walks over to the nearest turnbuckle, and leaps up to the top. He positions himself so that he is facing Kingston. He straightens up, taunts, and hits Kingston with a picture perfect elbow drop. He hooks the leg once more.

1...

2...

NO!

Kick out! Arnette gets pissed, and he picks up Kingston once more. He then goes for a suplex, but Kingston is able to block it. Arnette tries again, and again Kingston blocks it. This time Kingston suplexes Arnette up, and he holds him there for a hanging vertical suplex. He then drops him hard. He then signals for the end.

Jake: This could be it right here! He's signaling for a piledriver.

Emily: And I doubt Arnette will be able to kick out if he gets hit with it.

Kingston back peddles to the ropes and bounces off, running to Arnette, and picks him up. He then holds him upside down, and is about to nail a massive pildedriver, but Arnette is somehow able to slide down off Kingston's shoulders, and he picks him up placing Kingston in position for a torture rack. But instead of hitting an inverted DVD on Kingston, he holds on, and slams Kingston's back into the nearest turnbuckle post once…twice…three…four…five times! He then drops Kingston on the mat, and signals for his finisher. He picks Kingston up and lifts him up over his shoulders once more but Kingston struggles to prevent his certain demise. Arnette pushes foreword, but Kingston instead kicks his legs around, hooks Arnette's head, and spins himself down to the mat, nailing the challenger with a DDT.

Emily: And both men got out of the other's finishers.

Jake: Amazing...

Kingston gets back up, and he grabs Arnette by the head. He hits Arnette with a few forearm shots, and a kick to the gut, before running the ropes once more. Kingston runs towards Arnette, but Arnette ducks, and Kingston goes flying over him, but he lands on the apron instead. Arnette spins around, and he punches Kingston once... twice... three times, but he still won't fall off. Arnette then goes onto the apron with Kingston, kicks him in the gut, and places him between his legs. He taunts the crowd, and he hits Kingston with a tiger driver off the apron, and to the mat! The crowd cheers for this amazing move, and they chant Arnette's name. Both men are out on the ground though, and the referee starts the count once again.

ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FIVE... SIX...

Both Arnette and Kingston are starting to get up now. Arnette is up first though, and he grabs Kingston by the head. He brings him over to the annoucer's table, and he whacks Kingston's head hard into the announcer's table. Arnette then takes him, and he throws him back into the ring. Arnette climbs up on the apron.

SEVEN... EIGHT--

Kingston gets up, and spins around. Arnette leaps over the apron, and hits Kingston with a shoulder block! Both men are exhausted by now, and they just lay there as the referee counts them once again.

Jake: Well if any good comes out of this, it's that the referee will forever know his numbers.

Emily: ...err... yeah, I guess so.

ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FIVE... SIX... SEVEN... EIGHT--

Kingston and Arnette are both slowly picking themselves up, and neither one seems to have the advantage over the other. Arnette and Kingston both get up though, and they grapple once more. Kingston applies a full headlock on Arnette, but Arnette easily reverses it, spins behind Kingston, and hits him with a German suplex pin.

1...

2...

NO!

Kingston kicks out! Arnette picks up the tired Kingston, and carries him over to the nearest turnbuckle once more. He lifts Kingston up on the top turnbuckle, and he starts climbing up with him. He is about to attempt a top rope suplex, a very dangerous move to make this late in a match. He goes to lift Kingston over himself, but Kingston is able to punch Arnette out of it. Instead, Kingston places Arnette between his legs, and he signals for a top rope power bomb. He leaps off, but somehow Arnette is able to muster up the ability to push himself out of the move and plant Kingston with a massive DDT in mid flight, and both men come toppling down.

Jake: Did you SEE that?

Emily: That was amazing! He countered Kingston's power bomb into a DDT!

Arnette now gets to his feet by using the ropes to his advantage. He turns, and notices Kingston not moving a muscle. He decides to take a quick break, and leans against the ropes. After a minute or so, he starts climbing the top rope. Once there, he looks down at Kingston who is still not moving. He taunts the crowd once more, and he goes for a splash, but NO! Kingston moves out of the way in time, and Arnette hit the mat hard. Kingston is now back on his feet. As if getting a second wind of some sorts, he picks up Arnette, kicks him in the gut, bounces back to the ropes, runs forward, and hits him with a leg scissors to the back of the head!

Jake: Wow!

Emily: It's all over right there!

Kingston looks down at Arnette, and laughs. He nods to himself, and he starts climbing the top rope now. He stands perched, and he looks down at Arnette. He turns himself around, and he looks to hit Arnette with a moonsault of his own, but for some unknown reason, Arnette rolls out of the way, and Kingston hits nothing but mat.

Jake: I don't believe it! Arnette is STILL alive.

Emily: Why won't this END!? They're only rookies!

Arnette gets back up, and he grabs Kingston. He kicks him in the gut, and brings him down into a cross face! Arnette pulls tightly, but Kingston will not give up. The ref continues to check Kingston but the newblood refuses to submit. Arnette grows tired of this and relinquishes the hold. He lifts Kingston up, pauses for a moment, and then whips him into the ropes. Arnette bounces against the opposite ropes and the two come back at each other with a double clothesline! Both men are down. They bother stir to their feet. Bruce grabs Johhny and sends him in to the ropes he bends over GIFT FROM GOD! He covers...

1...2...3!

Jake: Johnny Arnette and Bruce Kingston are going places here in Strike Towers.

Emily: Wow thats all i can say!

Guerilla Radio hits the speakers as Schizo makes her way to the ring. The crowd meet her with a mixed reaction of boos and cheers. She shly gets in the ring.

RW: I wonder what personality is in the ring right now?

JC: If I had to guess Id say Brea or Jamie.

Meditate Transcend Protect

The crowd begins to shout as the arena goes white and pictures of mosques, churches, temples, and religious ceremonies from many different religions appear on the striketron. Pictures of people enjoying picnics, a baby being born, a couple dancing, etc. appear on the jumbotron. As the fans begin to cheer a light shines onto the ramp as the pictures on the jumbotron change to a big grey screen. “Black Angel, White Angel” by Danzig hits the pa as a beautiful image of a flower blooming appears on the jumbotron. The arena is plunged into deep white which flashes into blue every other second, than back into white. A heavenly call is sent out over the pa as a group of people appear from behind the curtain. They are all wearing white and they all take spots at the side of the ramp way and kowtow every now and then sitting up and holding their hearts and arms open to the sky. Galahad Alexander walks from behind the curtains, dressed in a ceremonial robe. It's white and drags the ground behind him for a good ten feet. The crowd beings to cheer, but most of them are in awe of him as he walks towards the ring with great stride. He smiles to the crowd with a kindly smile, one that you would find on a nice old grandfather. Comfortable images display on the jumbotron, Traditional families eating traditional dinners, watching traditional television, playing with traditional toys. Galahad makes his way to the ring nodding towards the fans, who, in turn, cheer him. Climbing into the ring, he removes his robe, revealing his wrestling gear beneath it. He goes to the back turnbuckle and bows to the fans. Before the match starts he kneels on the ground and kowtows towards the ramp. He sits up and holds his arms open towards the sky like the people on the ramp were doing earlier. However, he only does this once while they did it for his whole entrance.

RW: Whoa the oldest rookie ever almost had it there, but Schizo is a vet and she wont go down that easy.

Her face changes and we see her get mean all of a sudden, with a snapmare followed by a fisherman suplex. Galahad tries to get up only to be met by a vicious X-Factor by Schizo. Schizo now with a piledriver as the fans cheer her, she rakes her nails across Galahads eyes and forehead as he starts to bleed slowly.

JC: Whoa Schizo has a mean streak.

RW: Well one of her personalities do.

At the sight of blood Schizo stops her onslaught, Galahad notices the change and uses it to nail Schizo with a sidekick followed by a swinging neckbreaker. Galahad pins the legs and goes for a cover 1,2, and again a kickout by Schizo at the last moment. Galahad shakes his head not believing it.

RW: I think Galahad is having trouble having faith that Schizo just wont go down.

JC: Do scientologists even believe in God?

RW: Beats me man I think they believe in spaceships and little green men. Though no one seems to know for sure, I have a feeling that even those in the church of scientology don’t even have a clue what it is they do or don’t believe. Hahaha.

RW: Hey wait a minute idiot, you’re thinking of Bruce Kingston, this is Galahad Alexander, this old guy is older than Jesus himself.

JC: You’re right, im a dumbass.

RW: No argument here.

Galahad now with an underhook wrist hit on Schizo, followed up by Judo toss, then he climbs the ropes and hits a missle dropkick, he covers Schizo, the ref counts 1, 2, and kickout by Schizo!

Galahad hits a Divine Retribution, he doesn’t cover thoush and climbs the ropes as he climbs the turnbuckles and appears to be going for his Spritiualize, he flies off but Schizo somehow rolls out of the way as Galahad hits the mad hard! Schizo grabs a leg and pins before Galahad can recover the ref counts 1,2, and 3!

RW: Schizo pulls off the win!

JC: A heartbreaker for the old man Im sure.

RW: Im sure Galahad will recover.

"Throw Yo Hood Up" by Lil' Boosie starts to play and Sean Rollins walks out from the backstage area with the Television and Intercontinental Championships around his waist. He bounces to the music, slapping hands with the fans, as he makes way down to the ring.

JC: There he is. The first black champion in SFT.

RW: What are you talking about? We've had plenty of darkies with gold.

JC: Did you just say... nevermind.

Sean gets to the ring and he walks up the steps. He walks along the apron and smiles as he ducks under the top rope. He then picks up a microphone from the corner.

Sean Rollins: What it is muh niggas?

The fans cheer, awkwardly because they are all white.

Sean Rollins: Word son. Yo niggas peep dis. I'm the first nigga to walk around wit a belt in this joint. Holla at ya boy.

RW: No, he's not, folks.

JC: Silence, honkey.

RW: What?!

Sean Rollins: Some of you may wonder: what's next fo Sean Rollins? Sheeit... I don't know. I'ma sit back and chill wit muh two titles... wait fo the next nigga to fall at the big hands of The Gangsta's Disciple. I mean... come on yo... what muthafucka 'round this bitch can take me out? I made Seth Dryden muh nigger. I could easily destroy all these old bitches that done come back to the ring. Sheeit... bring me Rachel Pitts, Sean Lame, Shawn Warsh... bring back some old legends and shit. I'll take out anybody. I am going to prove that I am the best to step foot in SFT.

JC: That's going to be hard. There are a lot of amazing talents in the Hall of Fame who could teach this kid a thing or two.

Sean Rollins: What's that, John? Another smart ass comment...

Sean looks over at the announcer's table as if he heard John. He slides out and walks over to them.

Sean Rollins: I heard dat nigga. You said some 'bout da Hall of Fame.

JC: Yes, I did. Any one of them would make short work of you.

Sean Rollins: I already through out the challenge to Ace and Shadow yo. Nigga... bring back the Regulators. Gimme dat ho Brandi James. Go drag Amp and Big T out of the retirement home. Bring Legion back from the dead. I don't care. If a muthafucka like Aj Nin Red Rum were standing in front of me right now, I'd slap the shit out him.

Just then, the lights go out.

Sean Rollins: Oh shit. Lights out. Nigga go' git shot!

Smoke appears on the stage and a dim red spotlight shines down. The silhouette of a man appears in the entryway as "Darkness" by Peter Gabriel starts to play. The fans go insane and Sean Rollins slides back into the ring as a spotlight appears on him, showing the shocked look on his face. The silhouette and the red light slowly walk down the ramp and stop right at the edge of the ring. The dark man points at Sean Rollins and all the lights go out again. As the song picks up, the spotlight appears again on Sean as he is ready for a fight. The man steps out of the shadows in front of Sean and it looks as if he has seen a ghost.

RW: OH MY GOD! It's Aj Nin Red Rum!!

JC: That can't be!

Sean drops the mic and shakes his head. He wipes his eyes as the lights come back on. Sure enough, the SFT/XCW/SCW Hall of Famer is standing before him with a smirk on his face. He kicks Sean in the gut and gets him in a cradle tombstone position. He then looks at the camera, smile and drops him in the center of the ring. As he kneels next to Sean, he rolls him over and grabs the microphone.

Aj Nin Red Rum: You issued the challenge... saying that I am hard to defeat. Boy... you have no idea what you got yourself into. You have opened Pandora's box and you won't be able to close it. You want me? You got me, kid. At the next pay per view event... you get the opportunity to stand in my presence and fail like so many foolish children before you.

He drops the mic and stands up as his music plays again. The scene slowly fades away as Aj Nin Red Rum stands over the double champion...

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 starts to talk to Cody..

JC: Carson is one of the most laid back men in this industry.

RW: I will admit the Carson Is making himself a name here in the SFT. Tonight he is in his element.

Suddenly the lights dim and There is an explosion in the middle of the ring. As the smoke clears El Masked Mecca is standing there. Carmen is out of the ring in a flash and Carson walks up to Mecca. Mecca Extends his hand to Cody and Cody takes it, quickly driving Mecca to the ground in an Arm bar. Cody can’t center his weight and Mecca rolls out of it. Locking his legs around Carson’s head in a leg lock cock hold. Cody got his hands in the hold and pulled his head feet. Mecca Rolled over his shoulders to his feet and Carson Flipped up from his back and the two squared off again. The fans went nuts.

JC: The Fans are into this.

RW: And that’s all the SFT wants.

Mecca reached for Carson’s arm and Cody drive a straight right home.

JC: I guess Cody’s sick of playing I’ll hold your hand…

Cody drives Mecca into the corner with shot after shot to the head. Mecca ducks under one and tries to run from Carson. Cody grabs the back of the mask and pulls him but, driving a stiff knee into his back and them grabbing him around the neck and falling backward with him knees in Mecca’s back. Mecca rolls to the outside screaming. Carson flips up again and Grabs the Top rope, sling shooting himself over it and down onto Mecca. But Mecca is on his feet and lands a drop kick To Carson’s face, snapping his head back.

RW: Holy Shit.

Carson grabs his mouth and starts to roll around on the mat, Screaming in pain, blood coming through his finger. Mecca gets up and jumps onto the ring steps and moonsaults, onto Carson, landing feet first into his back. Cody Ties to push himself up but mecca kicks him in the face, sending blood flying. Cody rolls onto to back, and looks dazzed at the lights. Mecca Jumps up onto the ring apron and them on top the toprope, catching his balance, he corkscrews off and landing an amazing 450 splash. Carson folds up pulling his knees to his chest as Mecca Grabs his ribs. He pulls Carson up and rolls him into the ring,

JC: This is a good match.

Mecca Climbs onto the Apron and Flips over the top rope landing with a deadly Leg drop onto Carsons throat. Cody rolls to the middle of the ring and Mecca grabs his legs, Stomping him in the stomach and them turning Carson with ease into boston Crab. Carmen sees that Cody is in trouble and folds up a Chair, Sliding it into the ring to Carson. The ref turns and grabs the cahir before Cody Can reach in and Picks it up Carmen them slides Carson the brass knuckles from his belt buckle. Cody turns out of the boston Crab as the ref tells the tiem keeper to get the Chair. Carson drills Mecca with the knuckles, Before he can go limp Carson has the knuckle back onto belt and the ticket to heaven locked on. Mecca lays there out cold. And Carson continues to squeeze. Mecca starts to convulse and the ref calls for the bell. But Carson won’t let go. He holds the hold on. The ref tries to pulls Carson off but he holds it on. Mecca starts to Bleed from his mouth and the ref calls for help. Carson Squeezes tighter. Mecca goes completely limp not moving at all and Carson won’t let go. Finally Carmen grabs him and tells him to let go. Cody lets go and EMT’s rush to Mecca. Cody spits his own blood onto Mecca and then smiles as the fans eat it up.

RW: My god…

JC: That a message. That’s a massage to anyone who thinks they can kiss his ass.

RW: But its mecca.

JC: Well, maybe he learned something today.

RW: Don’t step into the ring with an asshole.

JC: No. Don’t trust a single sole.

We cut back to ringside to see that Rain Falls is already in the ring. All of a sudden as the sound of "Du Hast" by Rammstein plays over the P.A. 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. 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. The lights come back up as the ref rings the bell.

Emily: And we're underway!

The two wrestlers run at each other and grapple. Hekutsu gets a hammer lock but it is reversed by Rain into another hammer lock. Rain tosses Hekutsu into the ropes and goes for a clothesline but misses. Hekutsu bounces off the other rope but this time Rain connects with a dropkick. Rain begins stomping away at Hekutsu. Hekutsu gets to the corner and the ref breaks it up. Hekutsu gets up and begins pounding away at Rain with a series of right hands. He tosses Rain to the ropes and hits a big clothesline.

Jake:: Hey Emily, wake me up when this match starts going somewhime.

Hekutsu picks Rain up, but Rain kicks him in the gut and plants Hekutsu with a DDT. She goes for the cover...

1...

2...

NO!

Rain picks Hekutsu up and tosses him into the corner. Rain puts Hekutsu on the top turnbuckle. Hekutsu attempts a Lou Thez Press off the top rope but Rain catcshes him and turns it into a short powerbomb. She hooks the leg of Hekutsu...

1...

2...

NO!

Hekutsu gets a shoulder up.

Emily: That was a little too close for the World Champ.

Rain Falls picks up Hekutsu by the head and tosses Hekutsu into the ropes and then backdrops him over the tope rope and on to the floor below.

Jake:: Oh no! If Hekutsu is hurt, then this shitty match will have to stop! What could we do?

Rain steps out onto the apron and goes for a leg drop on the fallen Hekutsu but Hekutsu rolls out of the way just in time and Rain Falls hits her tailbone hard. Hekutsu slowly gets up and tries for a DDT but is kicked in the knee by Rain. Rain then picks up Hekutsu's World Heavyweight Title and smashes it over his head. Rain picks Hekutsu up and lays him flat on the Announcer’s table. Rain Falls climbs to the apron and gets on to the top turnbuckle nearest Hekutsu. She points to the commentators. Jake wakes up.

Jake:: Don’t even think about it you dumb bastard!

As soon as he opens his mouth Rain jumps off and goes for a huge splash, but Hekutsu is already up. He meets Rain mid-air and delivers a 3/4 Turn Neckbreaker straight through the table!

Jake:: Heh, serves that dumb bitch right.

Both competitors are lying face down motionless in the rubble. Hekutsu eventually gets up and climbs into the ring. Rain gets up and crawls into the ring but brings the world title with her. Hekutsu kicks Rain in the gut and Rain drops the title. Hekutsu gets her in a full nelson and delivers a bridging pin Dragon Suplex.

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NO!

Kick out! Hekutsu climbs to the top turnbuckle as Rain is getting up, Hekutsu leaps off and attempts a double axe-handle but out of nowhime Rain Falls nails him with his own World Title!

Emily: Rain Falls is going to beat the World Champ!

Jake:: You really think I give a shit?

Rain makes the cover but Hekutsu hooks his leg on the bottom rope:

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3-NO!

The ref sees the leg and doesn’t call for the bell because the pin is no good, but Rain Falls is already running around the ring in celebration. Hekutsu gets up slowly and walks up behind Rain who is celebrating on the corner turnbuckle. Hekutsu gives her a double kidney punch and hoists her into crucifix position.

Emily: Ahhhhhhhh!

Hekutsu delivers a running Crucifix Powerbomb and Rain Falls lands hard on the mat.

Jake:: Finally, this match is done!

Hekutsu hooks the leg and goes for the pin.

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NO!

Jake:: Damn it! I was ready for this piece of shit match to be over!

Emily: Learn to be nice.

A very frustrated Hekutsu walks out of the ring and gets his World Title and climbs back in. The ref is yelling at him not to use it, but Hekutsu just shrugs him off. Hekutsu picks Rain up and bounces her off the ropes. Rain ducks it and delivers a swinging neck breaker.

Emily: What a whiff by Hekutsu!

Rain climbs to the top rope and waits for Hekutsu to get up and face him. Once she has the chance, Rain jumps off and goes for a dropkick but Hekutsu smashes her across the face with the World Title. Rain lands with a thud spitting blood everywhere. Hekutsu lifts the head of Rain from the mat and begins slamming Rain’s face into the mat repeatedly. Hekutsu picks Rain up but Rain delivers another kick to his knee and Hekutsu drops the title. Rain takes Hekutsu to the corner turnbuckle and puts him on top turnbuckle and signals for a Superplex on the World Title. The ref moves the belt to the outside. Rain yells at the ref for doing so while she hooks the head of Hekutsu for the Superplex, but Hekutsu blocks Rain. Hekutsu then gets a hold of him own, leaps off and delivers a huge front face DDT.

Emily: That was huge!

Hekutsu slowly climbs to his feet once more and looks down at Rain. He looks around at the cheering crowd as they know what's coming. Hekutsu picks Rain up and puts her in position. He lifts her up high and then slams her down in the Shun Goku Satsu!!

Emily: It's got to be over!

Jake: 'Bout time.

Hekutsu lays on Rain for the pin...

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3!

"Du Hast" by Rammenstein blares over the PA System as Hekutsu climbs to him feet and raises him arms to the crowd.

Jonathan Knight: And here is your winner.... SFT World Heavyweight Champion.... HEKUTSU!!

The cameras cut to the back where Shawn Walsh and Jeff King are exchanging blows. King gets the upper hand and kicks Shawn in the balls. He then boots him in the face. King grabs a metal pipe and smashes it across Walsh’s back. King then rips the Hardcore title off his waist, then rips the Intercontinental title off Walsh's waist!

JC: Damn.

King grabs Walsh and Whips him into the cement fall, Following it up with a Reverse DDT onto the cement floor. King Grabs a Screen from a door and smashes it over Walsh’s head, Leaving him stuck in it. Walsh wiggles back and forth but can’t more King walks over to a pile of stuff and starts pitching cans at Walsh. King laughs and then his eyes light up. Be pulls out a Bean bag gun and smiles. Walsh, still stuck in the screen starts to run. King shoots and nails him in the knee. Walsh drops and King shoots again, hitting him in the back of the skull. Walsh hit’s the ground and the screen breaks off.

RW: Unique.

JC: But affective.

Walsh pushes himself up and starts to move toward king. He fires again, but the gun jams. King looks at it and then looks down the barrel. It un-jams and nails in in the head.. Walsh laughs and pulls King up, putting him between his legs and going for a power bomb. He nails it, put holds on, pulling him up and landing a second.

RW: Beautiful move.

Walsh reaches into the pile of stuck and King starts to rolls over groaning… Walsh pulls out a mouse trap and grins widely. As King stands up, Walsh snaps it on his nose. King Screams and grabs it off as Walsh goes back looking for more goodies. Stupid mistake. King lands a hard low blow to Walsh and Then a quick rolls up. 1.…2...No… Walsh kicks out. King gets up and pulls Walsh up, Walsh then goes for professional Grade. But King pushes him off, The two of them have the same Idea after that. Both landing super kicks to each other.

JC: Whoa.

RW: That will change some momentum.

JC: I think Nirvana Lost a tooth.

Walsh rolls over and starts to get up as King slowly pushes himself up. Walsh staggers forward and through a set of doors leading to the Crowd. He’s on the second tier and Looks down There are three tables placed on top of each other. Walsh smiles and King comes running at him. Walsh and King start exchanging blows Close to the edge. King grabs Walsh’s head and slams it into the bar. Walsh Shakes his head and King flips him over the Turning and smiling to the crowd. Walsh holds on with one hand and pulls himself up He grabs king and lands a Reverse Suplex through the three tables. Walsh is busted up having missed the tables completely and king went through two but the third didn’t break. The Holy shit Chant goes up Then and SFT SFT SFT.

JC: Well shit on a money and call it Jeffrey. That was fucking amazing.

RW: TNA and WWE got nothing on us.

JC: Walsh looks worst them king.

RW: The back of Walsh’s head smashes into the ground Lets see a replay.

The cameras cut back to Walsh Grabbing king and lifting him up and over. It slows down and you See king hit the first table and Walsh lose his grip, landing onto his shoulder and head in the cement below. We cut back as King falls off the last table and Walsh rolls onto his side, Pushing himself to his feet with blood running down the back of his head and neck. HE walks over to King and pulls him up, Lifting him out and going to suplex him through the last table. But King reverses and turns in mid air slamming Walsh throw the table with a Reverse DDT.

JC: MORE DAMAGE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!

RW: This is truely insane HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!

JC: SFT the hardcore title is gaining image!

King gets up and then pulls Shawn up behind him dragging him over to a emergency fire extinguisher. King uses Walsh's head to bust open the protective case, King drops shown the pulls out the fire extinguisher. King raises it above his head. He is kicked in the gut by Walsh. The fire extinguiser drops and nails King on the toe.

RW: King's foot may be broken!

JC: Shawn needs to capitalize now!

Just then a man wearing wrestling trunks similar to Batista, however, with the outline of a American Bulldog across the front and MW on the back. The man is from 6'2-6'5 and weighs anywhere from 270 to 280lbs. He is a massive man...

RW: WHO THE HELL IS THIS?!

The man walks up and hit's King with a TBone DDT! He then picks up Shawn Walsh and delivers a massive powerbomb in which his head hits the floor rendering him unconsious. The man the drags Walsh on top of King the referee counts.

1...2...3!

JC: Walsh is the hardcore champion but who is this man?!

Then from out of no where walks Sean Rollins...He leans over Walsh.

Sean Rollins: See bitch I told you I would handle you. You fucked with a real nigga, I aint one of these lil rif raf niggas you can boss around. From now on if a nigga wants to attack me he has my hired man to worry about say hello to Matt Ward my Pitt Bull!

Sean then grabs the hardcore title then hits Walsh in the face with it bursting him open. He then grabs the Intercontinental title and wraps it around his waist and walks away as the camera fades to black.