RW: Are you ready for some main event action John?

JC: Oh you know it Randy, I can't wait to see these two amazing champions duking it out right here for our amusement.

RW: With that said, lets get to the ring for our introductions!

"Ring of Fire" by Johnny Cash begins to play as we hear the crowd begin chanting "Jude, Jude, Jude" as the Saint himselfs makes his way from the back and down the ramp, rolling into the ring as he approaches. He then backs into his corner and awaits the arrival of his opponent while he unlatches his Hardcore title from around his waist and hands it off to the ring girl.

Robyn Bryne: From Waco, Texas standing six-feet tall, weighing two-hundred pounds he is your Hardcore Champion, Saint JUDE!

The crowd begins to cheer as "Changes" by Tupac quickly interupts, we then see Dave Van Dam walk out from the back and pyro explodes throughout the arena. As he makes his way down to the ring pyro in the pattern of DVD shoots off behind him. He hits the ring and the word Icon blazes the ringside area. Dave is quick to take both of his titles down from his shoulders tossing them out of the ring, balling up his fists and getting ready for battle.

Robyn Bryne: And his challenger, from Muilica Hill, New Jersey he is you current National and World Heavyweight Champion he is the "Immortal Icon" Dave VAN DAM!

The crowd cheers, but is quickly forced to an uproar when Dave charges across the ring, leaping into the air and sending Jude reeling into the corner with a huge forearm shot, followed by a series of chops.

RW: This match has more gold in and around it then around Mr. T's neck.

JC: Besides the fact you just appealed to our 80's demographic you are correct, and these men seem to really wanna prove who the better man is here tonight.

Dave continues the assault with rights and lefts to the abdomen as Jude finally begins to catch his breath, Jude then reaches out switching positions with DVD and delivering a wicked series of kicks and punches of his own, rocking the slightly bigger man. Jude then backs up for a second before hitting a dropkick to the shins of DVD taking the double champion down. Jude then slides out of the ring, grabs each one of Van Dams legs with a hand and pulls, crotching Van Dam against the turnbuckle post, the crowd "OOOOOOHS!" loudly.

RW: Van Dams wife might like that move too much, but this crowd sure seemed to love it.

The ref then begins to holler at Jude to get back in the ring to which the hardcore champion quickly oblidges. Grabbing Dave by the hair Jude pulls him to his feet before hitting a quick double series of suplexes before going in for the early pin victory.

1...! 2...! Kickout...!

JC: Jude with an attempt and a failure!

Jude quickly pulls dave back to his feet once again, attempting an Irish Whip which Dave counters sending the Saint into the ropes, and on the rebound Jude gets caught with a vicious clothesline that turns him damn near inside out. Van Dam is now in control as he picks Jude up before hitting him with a russian legsweep. Then a armdrag into an arm bar. Dave wrenches at the arm of Jude who is crying out in pain, but Dave is quick to let Jude go before stomping away at the shoulder of the hardcore champion. Picking Jude up once more Dave continues his assault by heaving the smaller Jude up and over the top rope, Jude lands with a huge 'THUD' onto the mats and concrete outside the ring.

RW: Dave looks like he has locked on to a target and isn't going to let it go.

JC: Good wrestling tactics by our top champion, if you ask me.

RW: Well no one did, do we ever?

Waiting for Jude to arrive to his feet we see Dave pull himself up and over the top rope, colliding with Jude hard before both men hit the ground. Dave is almost instantly back to his feet boasting to the audience on hand how "superior" he is to them in every way, shape, and form. Lifting Jude up he once again clutches the left arm of the hardcore champion but this time smacks it off the apron of the ring, then walks over to the guardrail doing the same thing, and then once more off the nearest ring post, none of this can be good for Judes arm and shoulder.

JC: God, how much more punishment can the Saint take Randy?

RW: No clue John, but by the looks of it, not much.

Dave then rolls the majority of Judes body into the ring, before climbing onto the apron and dropping a huge elbow across the throat and chest of Jude taking the wind out of him. Van Dam then slides into the ring under the bottom rope, pulls Jude in and goes for the pin. 1...! 2...! Kickout...!

RW: Close call but Jude was able to get out of it.

Frustrate Dave hoists Jude up before locking the left arm of Jude behind his back and bodyslamming him directly onto it causing Jude to blurt out some obscenities as he holds onto his arm tightly. Dave once again moves in for the pin. 1...! Kickout...!

JC: Another close one by Van Dam!

RW: Jude has the drive to get out of it though.

At this point Van Dam is becoming exceedingly frustrated with Jude and begins to argue with the referee who tells Dave simply "No you got one, not two, and damn sure not three." but as Dave continues to argue we see Jude rise up to his feet clutching his left shoulder before rolling Van Dam up in a school boy with his weak arm. The ref drops for the count. 1...! 2...! ...Kickout!

RW: Two and a half by Jude!

JC: He almost had the world champ beat with that one, and I am sure Van Dam isn't too happy about it.

Both men then get to their feet but before Jude can mount an offense Dave is on top of him with a huge clothesline. Van Dam then slaps the ground in anger before bouncing back to his feet and signaling that this thing is over. Lifting up Jude once more the champ drops him quickly with the "Lay Down DDT" planting the Saint off the top of his head, and seemingly leaving him unconcious. Van Dam once again moves in for the pin.

1...! 2...! ...Kickout!

JC: Oh my god, or should I say oh my Saint, I thought we had a victor after that vicious DDT.

RW: DVD, DDT, still no victory!

JC: How very poetic of you.

Sitting up slowly Dave cannot believe what has just happened and sits with his arms sprawled out in an extreme amount of confusion. Picking up Jude once more Dave tries to back Jude into a corner but Jude drops back onto his ass while holding the waist band of Van Dams trunks pulling him hard face first into the middle turnbuckle, disorienting Dave for the time being. Getting back to his feet Jude delivers a stiff kick to the ribs of Van Dam who flops over to the side while Jude bounces off the opposite ropes before running in and landing full force against Dave with a running senton, sending himself outside the ring and contorting Daves body in a very unhumane manner. As Jude hits the ground outside the ring he stumbles slightly tumbling over into the guardrail bouncing it off of a couple of the fans knees.

RW: Huge comeback by Jude, but who knows how much that impact with the guardrail and all Dave has done with his arm did to him.

Picking up his body slowly Jude begins to climb onto the apron, but Dave is up hits the ropes then collides with Jude sending Jude clean out, colliding with the guardrail, and collapsing into the front row of people. This causes Dave, who is in extreme pain, to collapse back to the ground, half out of it.

JC: Holy shit, its take a Saint home night here at SFT.

RW: Very witty of you John, but the real question is can either of these men continue.

The ref then begins his count as both men continue to climb back to their feet, Jude climbing back over the guardrail, Dave using the ropes facing Jude to pull himself back to his feet.

1...2...3...4...

With this count Jude is back over the guardrail and back to his feet, Dave looking down at Jude realizes he has one choice Dave once again throws himself up onto the ropes attempting a Spaceman Moonsault, but Jude dodges landing Dave rib first across the guardrail before diving it with a huge forearm to the temple, knocking the World Champion off the guardrail and back to the ground, Jude then pulls Dave up to his feet as the ref is hitting the count of 8... But Jude saves the double countout by rolling Dave into the ring and following him in, the Saint then goes for the pin.

1...! 2...! ...Kickout!

RW: Holy hell John! This match is going to go down in history as one of the best we have ever had, these two are beating the living hell out of eachother for not only themselves, but these fans too.

JC: Your telling me John, and by the look on Judes face I truly believe he thinks he had the match won right there.

Looking down at Van Dam for a moment we see Jude slap the champ extremely hard before making his way over to the near corner and begining to climb. But by the time Jude reaches the second rope Dave is up and behind him nailing him repeatedly in the back with hard forearm blows. Dave then adjusts Jude onto his back into a torture rack before walking him out, stumbling, towards the center of the ring.

JC: That slap might have woke Van Dam up just enough to get his wits about him and his second wind.

RW: I have no clue John, but this doesn't look good.

Screaming out to the audience for a moment we see Dave rotate and drop Jude hard in the center of the ring with the "Legendary Mark". Making a slicing motion across his throat Dave rolls Jude over, hooks the leg, and makes the pin.

1...!

Redd comes sliding into the ring knocking out the ref with a baseball bat, then nailing DVD with it, as Redd stands over DVD for a moment smiling.

RW: What the hell!?

Redd escapes before he can be seen, the ref doesn’t know what hit him but he knows enough to call for the bell and throw out the match.

JC: A truly messed up...Wh-at is wrong with... *tap tap* hello... my micro... essed up.

RW: Folks it see.. We're hav... tech... ifficul... at the fuc...?

John and Randy begin to look at eachother oddly confused as we pan back to the ring where Dave Van Dam and Saint Jude are slowly recovering from the match when suddenly the lights begin to flicker before completely blacking out. We hear static for a moment before the sounds of waves crashing and clouds rumbling in fill the arena with an intense ambience. Lighting then begins to chime through the PA as a couple of lights flicker simultaneously with the sounds. The clouds we were seemingly hearing then appear on the Strike-Tron, adding a dim light to the arena.

A moment later on the Tron some bold and bloody words push their way through the clouds and slowly become recognizable, "Continue The Revolution". A collective hiss mixed with cheers runs through the crowd, almost as if they realize what is occuring. Within seconds we can hear the heavy guitar riffs of "Twilight Of The Thunder God" by Amon Amarth chime out and echo off the wals of the arena. One solid spot light then shines down onto the top of the entrance ramp as a deep roar can be heard through the PA, obviously from the song. Standing in the strobe light is the silhouette, a very large silhouette at that. What can be seen of the silhouette is; long hair, some form of trench coat, and a very obvious kendo stick in the right hand. The scream continues for a moment as the silhouette's arms are spread wide in a "messiah-esque" fashion.

The lights then turn on, along with the mics of the announcers, as we then can clearly make out who the apparition is, now making his way down to the ring at a full charge.

JC: IT'S DAMEON!

RW: THE BEAST HAS RETURNED TO THE SFT!... After a three month long hiatus and two months of disappointment Dameon has RETURNED!

JC: And he does NOT look happy.

RW: When was the last time you saw Dameon happy John?

JC: When was the last time he made someone bleed?

With Dameon almost to the ring we can see the looks of shock, awe, and almost a sense of fear from both DVD and Jude who still sit only about half way up from their exhausted falling points.

Dameon then still at full speed slides under the bottom rope and within seconds has dropped his kendo stick and is on top of DVD with a repeated series of kicks, leaving Van Dam sprawled out on the mat clutching his ribs. Spinning around Dameon then begins to stare Jude down, slowly making his way over with a furious look on his face, almost in a schizophrenic daze he reaches Jude, clutching the exhausted competitor by the sides of his head before lifting him up and backing him into the near corner. "The Beast" then begins to deliver a hellacious series of rights and lefts, almost instantly splitting Jude's right eyebrow open with his bare knuckles. Dameon then takes a couple of steps back before lunging in and throwing his right foot across the temple of Jude, landing it over the top rope as he glares out to the crowd for a moment.

JC: Thats it, we need to get someone down here to stop this.

RW: Your right John we already have one man bleeding who knows where this is going to stop.

JC: It's not going to come on, its Dameon, since when does he know the meaning of the word "stop".

"The Beast" then turns his attention to Dave Van Dam who sits holding his ribs nearly halfway across the ring. A familiar almost distant sick smile appears on the scarred face of Dameon as he retrieves his kendo stick as he makes his way towards Dave Van Dam who throws a few wild attempts at punches only to collapse again. Dameon then connects with not one, two, three but FOUR vicious shots to the ribs with his stick, nearly shattering it in the process. Splinters of wood can be seen sticking out of the ribs of Van Dam as he writhes in pain.

Clutching the head of Van Dam, Dameon hoists the champion up before throwing him clean over the top rope to the outisde of the ring. Following Dave out we see Dameon take a peak under the ring for a moment before retrieving a steel chair, throwing it into the ring, then make his way towards the announce table.

RW: Uh John... Is now the time to run?

JC: Unfortunately we get paid only if we stay the whole show Randy. Tell my wife I love her... On weekends...

RW: What the hell?

Passing right by the announcers table Dameon shoots a quick glance towards Randy and John, almost as if he is saying "Whats up?" before taking the microphone right out of the clutch of Robyn Bryne, who looks frightened to the core. Dameon then makes his way back into the ring under the bottom rope, pacing around for a moment as the crowd sends out a truck load of cheers with the few hardcore fans bowing down for the return. Smiling out towards the hateing/adoring fans Dameon once again latches onto the steel chair he threw in, setting it up in the center of the ring before taking a seat.

Laughing into the microphone, allowing the crowd to silence themselves for a moment, "The Beast" then begins to speak.

"The Beast" Dameon: Damn it's good to be back...

Dameon speaks with confidence in his voice as his words cause the arena to erupt into a frenzy, with some fans screaming words of hate.

"The Beast" Dameon: I'm back less than two minutes and what do we have folks. That's right. Blood, broken kendo sticks, possible broken ribs, and two of your top "stars" laid completely out. Is this surprising? Of course it isn't!

Laughing once again Dameon stands up dropping the microphone only to walk over to where Jude is laying, pick the Saint up and deliver a running implant cliffhanger DDT onto the set up chair, mangling the chair and destroying Jude in the process. The crowd once again explodes at the vicious act of violence portrayed. Dameon then grabs the microphone before bending down and looking Jude in his glossed eyes.

"The Beast" Dameon: Ya like? I call that the "Dameon Driver" its true, I saw a cliffhanger DDT done and just had to alter it a bit for myself. Bada-bing bada-boom, Dameon Driver... But now onto some real business at hand, if you don't have any complaints that is Mr. Saint?

Holding the microphone to the lips of Jude for a moment all that is audible is some heavy breathing, so Dameon makes his way towards the ropes that face the entry way before once again speaking.

"The Beast" Dameon: You see folks, for the last couple of months I was here, I let my views alter, I shook them up a touch and where did that get me, no where thats right. Do you know why? Some of you may, but for those who aren't too terribly internet savvy, and just tend to let things flow let me explain.

Making his way to the near corner Dameon perches himself on the top turnbuckle looking out over the vast crowd.

"The Beast" Dameon: I felt as if I needed a little more excitment in my life, and where did that land me? I went to a place called Fight Union...

Boo's fill the arena, fans of course familiar with the now dead and gone society of outcasts known as Fight Union.

"The Beast" Dameon: I know, I know, maybe it wasn't the best decision I have ever made but I can't say that I didn't have one HELL of a time there... No rules, no limits, no regard for human life, it was a beautiful thing while it lasted, it really was. But you see when I look back, I always wondered why I was SO angry with it... I now know the exact reason why. It took my time, my body, and my mind away from the one place I truly hold a place for in my heart, and that is RIGHT HERE IN THE S...F...T!...

The crowd at this point begins to flip out, stomping, cheering, and clapping.

"The Beast" Dameon: But there is one MAJOR regret I hold, that is for damn sure... And do you all know what that regret is, or well, was... You see, getting the living shit kicked out of me and having multiple trips to the hospital each month was fun and all in FU... BUT... It took away from something I tried SO hard for, and fought SO long for... And that thing is...

Dameon then spins around on the turnbuckle, facing the ramp, and with a cold stare in his eyes "The Beast" points directly to the back.

"The Beast" Dameon: YOU SHADOW!!!

Still in a frenzy the crowd has now gone literally insane with excitement. "The Beast" Dameon: Yes, you "Old Man"... I fought so long and so hard for a chance to destroy you and where did that get me... Thrown off a god damn scaffold because my body was simply no where near sixty percent, not to mention one-hundred... But I am not one to make excuses, so I will let that drift away for now, but just know Shadow, I haven't forgotten, and I WILL be back for you, and for your soul...

Rolling backwards off the turnbuckle Dameon lands on his feet turning around only to walk over to the bleeding, limp, half-concious body of Saint Jude.

"The Beast" Dameon: Hello Jude... Miss me? You see Jude, I could step back in here and say "I demand this, and I demand that" Hell I bet I could even get away with saying I want the two titles this has-been holds right now...

The crowd sneers at the reference of Van Dam who Dameon pointed towards.

JC: The crowd didn't seem to appreciate those words too much Randy.

RW: No John, everyone loves Dave, whether they want to admit it or not.

After a couple more seconds of the crowd sneering and booing Dameon interupts with an abrupt.

"The Beast" Dameon: Shut the hell up.

This now causes the crowd to get very angry, they don't like to be told what to do obviously.

"The Beast" Dameon: Did I step on some toes with my little remark?... Well to bad huh? Like I was saying before I was so RUDELY interupted! Jude...

Jude begins to roll to the side in obvious pain while Dameon speaks down at him. Noticing the movement away from him Dameon quickly slaps the face of Jude cause the writhing Saint to roll back onto his back.

"The Beast" Dameon: I realize after my fuck up I am going to have to start right back out at the proverbial "bottom of the food chain" but you know what BOY... That means I get to come for you, very shortly, and that precious little title you hold. Just a warning. Or should I say an ominous foreshadowing?

Dameon then makes his way towards the ropes where Dave is slowly pulling himself up towards the apron, still clutching his ribs. Leaning against the ropes for a minute Dameon throws a boot between the middle and bottom rope, connecting with the forehead of Dave and taking the dual-champ back down to a seated position.

"The Beast" Dameon: "Immortal Icon"... Dave... Dipshit... Whatever your called this week. Be prepared for a revolution in pain, a revolution in anarchy, a revolution in your preceived reality. Prepare for the coming of a true "Beast". I'm on my way to being at the top once again, and this time, I won't take "no" for an answer.

At this point Dameon drops the microphone before sending another quick kick into the bleeding eye socket of Jude and making his exit as the sounds of lightning strike again cueing up "Twilight Of The Thunder God" by Amon Amarth. Sliding out of the ring and begining to walk up the rampway Dameon shrugs off multiple attempts by fans to touch him or get a slap in, even some fists from extremely angered fans. Spinning around about halfway up the ramp Dameon throws up the ever familiar "X" symbol as he walks backwards approaching the entry way once again.

RW: Some strong words from a man who to say the least had a lack luster last few months here only to disappear for nearly three.

JC: But can you think of anyone in recent memory able to back up his words quite like that man-beast right there?

RW: Truer words have never been spoken by you John. Tonight has been to say the least a night of insanity and gratuity and I for one can't wait to see what next week has in store, so from all of us here at the SFT. GOODNIGHT FOLKS!