TWOstars Xtreme TV 22 - July 21st

[Christof]

The following program is a post watershed production, it will contain scenes and storylines not suitable for children and some of the content may also be unacceptable to other viewers. This program may also contain strobe lighting effects.

'Carve me an Edge' by Fake Ideal starts to play as the XTV opening video plays.

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We are not greeted by the usual Arena shot, or the usual pyrotechnics display. Instead the camera shows us a scene backstage. The area seems to be a loading bay or a parking lot. TWOstars trucks can be seen carrying Summerslam promotional livery. In the distance a range of plush luxury cars can be seen, including a new jet black pick up.

Cole: Welcome fans across the world to London, England, The Millennium Dome and another edition of Xtreme TV

Tazz: I’m excited to be in London Cole, but I gotta ask, why the hell is the director showing us the parking lot?

Cole: I have no idea Tazz; I presume we are awaiting the arrival of someone, perhaps the current Number One contender for the World Heavyweight Championship, Draven Cage who is said to have caused thousands of pounds of damage to his hotel room in Manchester last week after the attack on his cohort Pain

Tazz: Well if it is Cole, I wouldn’t want to be Evil Gringo, the Mexican Sensation should be keeping on eye looking over his shoulder, Cage is not a man to piss off

The shot reveals a limousine coming into shot. The license plate reads “FUTURE 1”.

Cole: That narrows it down Tazz

Tazz: True but I am hoping it’s the stars of TWO, The Future, including King Holt and the new United States Champion

The camera gets closer as the driver, a midget in fact steps (well jumps) out of the limo and walks the length of the vehicle before opening the door for his passengers.

Out steps Evil Gringo, World title perched upon his shoulder, followed by Darkstar dressed for business, contracts under his arm. The crowd continue to boo as King Holt follows the new United States champion Tom Trash out of the limo.

EG: Thanks essa! (pats the midget on the head) and folds some dollar bills into the driver’s hand.

The quartet swagger away from the limo as the midget trips over himself, getting up to brush himself down he loses his hat to reveal his face to the camera

DS: Who’d have thought it Gringo, your style may be strange but I have to applaud you, that midget does indeed provide a spitting image for one Mr Draven Cage

Trash, Gringo and DS laugh and Holt twists his neck, the quartet stride off, past the camera, which turns to face the limo driver as the laughter can be heard echoing in the distance

Cole: What in the world can those four have planned

Tazz: I dunno Cole but knowing The Future I guess we’ll find out before the end of tonight

Cole: Well folks stay tuned to find out what is going on in what is sure to be a blockbuster night here in London

Cut to Don’t try this at home ad

[MrFill]

Returning from the DTTAH promo, we're in a corridor with Todd Grisham, mic in hand

Todd: What a night we have ahead for us, and first I'm going to be interviewing...

Arkham suddenly walks into shot to a cheer from the crowd including a minor "Ar-kham" chant

Arkham: Hello little Toddy

Arkham pats Grisham on the head to a laugh from the crowd, it's obviously is stronger than Arkham realises as Todd whinces at each pat

Todd: So, Arkham, let me ask you...

Arkham: Me happy to be in the Millinimumumum Dome in Lundun

The crowd pop at the cheesy and badly pronounced cheap pop

Todd: I want to ask you about something else - last week your tagpartner very publicly quit

Arkham: Mr Andrews said that he quit, but I not tagged with him, I've tagged with other friends, but not Mr Andrews

Todd: But Andrews is Retromark

Arkham: Me not taggied with him neither, we friends, but not tag, I have LOTS of friends

The crowd cheer loudly at this

Arkham: Toddy my friend, yes?

Todd: Yes, I am your friend, but do you have anything to say about the other things that happened last week?

Arkham: Boyo and Sickyness are nasty peoples, they took Hawkmark and Arkham's taggy belts after we did all of work - Boyo and Sickyness cheat last week, so Arkham come to help his new friend Dante - I likes to make new friendsies

Todd: So you're now gunning for the Dark Alliance?

Arkham: Me get rewengie for tag belties and for them being nasties - Arkham and his friends will get them, they learn soon, very soon

The crowd cheer at the prospect of this

Arkham: I big and strong, so together with friendses, we get Dark Allianses and teach them who is bosseses

The crowd cheers once again as Arkham walks off screen leaving Todd standing looking rather confused

[Telf]

We are now with Josh Matthews backstage

JOSH: Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m here outside the locker room of “Violent” Vinnie Vengeance, who is scheduled to take on a man who could quite possibly be the next number one contender to the TWOstars world title, The Judge. I shall now attempt to get a word with the Violence Bearer………

Josh Matthews knocks on the door…

“KNOCK KNOCK”

……………………….. No answer………………. He knocks again……………………

“KNOCK KNOCK”

………………………… Again, no answer

Josh pauses for a second before slowly pushing the door open a few inches………………….. From what we can see the room is mostly dark, however an intermittent bright light gleams from the walls…………………….. He pushes the door open further

We are now revealed to Triple V sat on a folding chair, remote in hand, T.V. monitor positioned on a table directly in front of him. He is clicking away at the remote. This scene is almost identical to that which we saw just a few weeks ago……………………………. Matthews takes a few steps inside the room…………………

JOSH:………………… Umm……… Triple V…………. Sorry to disturb you, but we were wondering if we could get your thoughts on your match tonight?

…………………….. No answer from the Violence Bearer………………………

JOSH: …………………… Mr Vengeance?…………………………………….

……………………… Still no answer

The camera now enters the room and pans around to behind Vinnie. We now see the images on the monitor, they depict events from last weeks Xtreme TV……………………..

Triple V begins to continuously stomp down on Atken, all the while King Holt just looks from inside the ring, bemused but not bothering to get involved in any way. Vengeance then picks up the Network Rep, and tosses him from the top of the entrance ramp to the cold hard concrete below and Atken lands with a thud. Satisfied with the work done, Triple V then returns to the back.

COLE: What a pathetic human being Vengeance is, his actions tonight sicken me!

The tape, as it did a few weeks ago with the cage match, continues to replay as Vengeance rewinds and plays……………. Rewinds and plays……………

The camera slowly returns to where in came in the doorway………………….

JOSH: Triple V?................................................ ... Your thoughts?.................................

Still ignoring the backstage announcer, Vengeance pauses the tape and calmly reaches forward to the table…………. he slides a piece of paper over to the end, towards Josh Matthews………………………. Josh picks it up and slowly exits the dressing room, closing the door behind him

JOSH: (reading from Triple V’s note)

“Tonight, I continue my fetish………………………………………… Tonight, The Judge becomes the accused and will be subject to a violent execution…………………………………. Trust Me……………………………

Josh, feeling somewhat fearful, continues to stare a the piece of paper as we cut to a Capital Carnage match hype video

[Slim Jim]

Back from the Capital Carnage advert, we cut to the Dome's VIP car park. The crowd's cheers can be heard loud and clear as Slim Jim walks past and the camera begins to follow him.

Michael Cole: Wow, listen to the reaction this London crowd are giving their "hometown hero" Slim Jim.

Tazz: Just because these jolly old Londoners like him doesn't mean I do.

The camera turns to the right where we see The Chav leaning on the roof of a Vauxhall Nova surrounded by a small group of chavette girls, all probably no older than 12 years old. Slim Jim walks up to the car and after taking a good look starts to nod.

The Chav: Come to marvel at ma pimped up ride biznitch? 's got burberry racing seats, a spoila, nitrous, the lot innit. Check out da hydraulics.

The crowd can be heard roaring with laughter as the Chav reaches inside the car, pushes a button, making the Nova bounce right off the ground.

Slim Jim: Nice.

Slim then runs his hand up the bonnet, and then pats the wing mirror, causing it to break off the side of the car. Luckily for Slim, the Chav was looking the other way, worryingly seeming to be chatting up his girl followers. The camera now zooms into the shifty looking face of Slim Jim, who is backing away from the scene quickly. After a few seconds the camera turns back to the Chav who is mortified that his pride and joy has been vandalised.

The Chav: Oiiiiiii BEYAATTCCHH! Yo bashed my ride.

The show goes to commercial break zoomed in on the face of a very angry Chav.

[MrFill]

Back from the adverts, Arkham is seen getting towards dressing room, badly singing old late 1980's pop songs, he changes song about every 20 seconds - he's singing out of tune and getting the words really wrong

As he gets to the dressing room door, Josh Matthews runs up, obviously having just run from trying to speak to Triple V

Josh: Arkham, can I ask a couple of questions?

Arkham: Joshy, sing with me

Arkham suddenly bursts into song again, this time at the top of his lungs and words not even close to the real ones - the laughs loudly at this

Josh: Arkham, please, I just want to ask you something...

Arkham: Yes, me needs new song, so me try to choose

Josh: So, you're looking for a new theme?

Arkham: Not founded one yet - Joshy help me

Arkham gets all excited at the thought of someone else to help

Josh shakes his head but is surprised as he's dragged into the dressing room by the Insane One who begins to sing loudly

Tazz: You know, I actually feel sorry for Josh

Cole: I could have helped Arkham

Tazz: I don't think he wants any Backstreet Boys for his theme

Cole: I wouldn't suggest any Backstreet Boys

Tazz: N-Sync then - same difference

Cut to a match line-up for the show

[TMJ]

Returning from the match line up, XTV returns to a view of the parking lot and everyone's favourite announcer, Todd Grisham. Looking a little worn out from the frequent moving around the building, Grisham can't stop moving his head, looking around as if he's waiting for something to happen. A quick glance past the camera and Todd nods at something or someone before moving the mic up to his mouth, putting his game face on, and staring dead into the lens.

Grisham: Ok in just a few moments we will be returning back to the arena for the first match of the night but as you just saw, Capital Carnage is merely weeks away and we...

Before he can utter his next word, Grisham fals forward forcibly into the camera, as a tall dark figure walks past the back of him from right to left of the camera. Todd turns to contemplate what just happened to him, and drops his jaw as his eyes widen. He looks sharply at the camera and then back towards the mysterious figure as his mumbles to the cameraman.

Grisham: That..s that's.. Jordi Warner? Jordi WARNER?

Todd motions for the cameraman to follow him and the young interviewer tries to catch up to the Xtreme TV executive as he continues walking ahead, clad in unusual attire for his character, a suit and tie, with his hair slicked back, no longer dreadlocked anymore. Grisham tries to pull Warner aside but receives the cold shoulder as he is shrugged off. Grisham remains relentless and follows Warner as he walks towards what seems to be the production truck; a large containment spraypainted around the side with the words "production". Warner picks up his speed and jumps the steps two by two into the truck. Grisham and camera follow, and we are shown the inside of the truck as several hard-at-work employees monitor the array of screens and buttons. The camera moves around to a spot where Grisham's back isn't in full focus, and Warner is shown pulling a CD out of his pocket. He throws it to a random worker like a frisbee, and almost catches him in the face, only to be thwarted by an open eye and a super-quick reflex. Jordi points towards the CD and makes sure he has everyones attention as Grisham tries his best to slide under Warner's arm and push the microphone up to near his face.

Warner: You play that CD, alright? Track 3. Not track 2, or track 4, or track 13, track 3. I'm going out there, so you better [bleep]ing give me something to work with. You got it? Good.

The workers nod in acknowledgment and Warner turns to face the door. He pushes the mic out of his face and out of Todd's hands as he pushes past and makes his way out. Grisham picks up the mic and begins to follow, as the cameraman follows suit. All three make their way from the truck down to the hard empty concrete. Grisham tries to catch up with the returning Warner, but the executive quickens his pace as he opens the door and walks through a tight corridor a good few yards before turning off into another corridor, as the cameraman and Todd try their hardest to catch up. Warner heads towards a long black curtain and pulls something small out of his pocket. With the raise of an arm and a quick flick of the wrist, he throws it towards a nearby table where two guys are sat, donning large headphones and an attatched microphone. The two turn to face the perpetrator but he simply points to them and shouts something only just vagulely audiable, to the effect of...

Warner: Tell them to play the song. Tell them to play the [bleep]ing song.

Warner walks straght past them and through the curtain as the cameraman follows. Warner stops for a moment in front of a small staircase as Grisham finally catches up with him.

Grisham: Jordi, Jordi Warner if you could...

Without even giving it a second thought, Warner turns towards Grisham and takes the microphone out of his hand. The unfamiliar sounds of "All Hail Me" by Veruca Salt start to echo through the arena as Warner jumps the stesp two by two once more, walking through the second curtain into the ray of light. The focus switches from the behind-curtain camera to the hard arena camera as Jordi Warner is seen making his way onto the centre of the stage to a respectful pop that proves both his popularity with the hardcore crowd and the short attention span of the mainstream audience. The unusually silent announcing team finally start to pick up as the sombre Warner makes his way down the ramp.

Cole: Well look who it is, Tazz. It's Jordi Warner.

Tazz: Well yeah I kinda guessed that, Cole. We haven't seen him since the very inception of the company, and now he's back and looking better than ever I must say.

Warner refuses to recognise the fans cheering around him, instead choosing to simply climb the ringsteps and step through the ropes into the ring, microphone still in hand.

Chimel: Ladies and Gentlemen, the Xtreme TV executive, Jordi War...

Before he can finish, Warner cuts him off, holding his hand up and pointing towards the announcer and then the floor, motioning for him to leave. The music stops and Warner gets straight to work as the crowd quietens down.

Warner: Woah, no, no there Tony, get out man. Get out of the ring, you're not talking to any executive or anything like that. Get out.

Chimel takes the hint and steps slowly to the outside, as Warner turns back to face the crowd and the hard camera.

Warner: First of all, I apologise on behalf of Tony for his introduction, but it seems that nobody has told him that I'm not longer an employee of the network or an executive any sort. For some reason, I just don't see the corperate lifestyle fitting me. Afterall, you only have to look at the lowlife scum such as Phil Atkens to know the kind of people I had to work with, and that my friends just isn't what I'm about.

The crowd give a quiet mumbled reaction, positive for his anger at the corperate lifestyle, and yet negative in the contradiction within his attire, with a hint of confliction directed at his comments towards Atkens.

Tazz: So what is he about, Cole?

Warner: So I quit. I quit the job, I quit the women, I quit that secretary chick, and I went to the gym. I went to the gym and I lifted weights, and I strengthened my back, and I improved my stamina, and I went to the training camp. I went to the training camp, and I suplexed a monkey, and powerbombed a lion, and stretched out a giraffe, and ade the great white shark tap out. And I called up the TWOStars office, and told them I wanted to do something with myself, something that didn't involve playing lackey for Burberry Boy or Grouch The Trash Monster. Something to not only benefit myself, but benefit the company. And they told me that I could come back whenever I wanted due to my..

Warner makes an inverted comma motion with his fingers.

Warner: .."overwhelming popularity". So I'm here and I have a mic, and believe me that's one mistake that this company is going to regret. See, as well as being a wrestler, a word that I think too many people around here are scared of using, I'm just like all of you. I'm a fan. I sat my ass in a seat in an office 30 floors above the ground and I watched Xtreme TV and felt impressed with the re-invention of a sport, a sport I've loved since the day I could walk, and maybe even a little before that. It's a shame that too many wrestlers these days try to be the best through putting suicide before pride, with their fancy 450s and moves that no sane person would ever try to imitate. And it's not even an impressive feat, because the higher you fly, the harder you fall, which is why I keep my feet firmly on the ground.

Cole: Well he has a point, I guess. But that's not to knock the great high-flying action we have on XTV.

Warner: And I can only hope that my presence helps others to see that. I'm not here to be a detriment to the business, but rather to be a role model, to be the rebel without rebelling, to be different without being alienated. And tonight, I begin by assigning myself to my first task, that being the match you will see tonight, as Vinnie Vengeance...

The fans start to jeer at the mention of the name.

Warner: ...a man I know a lot of people can't relate to but a specimen I admire personally, takes on a guy I know a lot of you are fond of, and for good reason, The Judge.

This time, the fans pick up the cheers and clap at the mention.

Cole: That match taking place later on tonight.

Warner: And you have two men in there who know what they want and that's something I admire and want to be a part of. Now being an active particpent in this match would take away from their work and courage and that's something I wish not to do, so I looked at the TWO locker room and the program in general and noticed the lack of authority there seems to be, almost as if the inmates are running the Asylum. So it is with great honour...

Jordi drops the microphone and begins to unbutton his jacket and shirt, slowly taking them off one by one to reveal a black and white striped zebra shirt, to the delight of the crowd who catch on to what he meant in his rantings.

Warner: ...that I announce myself to be the special referee for the contest.

Tazz: Woah, that's huge news, Cole. Jordi Warner as the special referee?

Cole: I'm... I'm as shocked as you and everyone else are.

Tazz: Oh man, this is gonna be one hell of a rocketbuster now with Warner as the enforcer for this one.

Warner: I want to feel the electricity that I used to feel, and felt I never would again. I want to witness two future superstars giving their blood and guts for the chance to have their arm raised in glorious victory. I want to be a part of something special, and this shirt represents exactly that. Don't worry about calling the match down the middle, because I want exactly what the fans want, and what you want... a good, clean, hard-fought contest, with blood, guts, heart, drive, and a little bit of violence too.

Warner gives a little smile.

Warner: So to the fans, I hope you enjoy the match like I will. And to the two men fighting tonight... may the best man win.

The microphone falls out of his loosened hand as the referee for tonight's semi-main event picks up his jacket and shirt before leaving the ring to no music, just the sounds of a respectful UK crowd in the Millenium Dome.

Cole: I can't believe it, what an announcement.

Tazz: What an announcement is right. Not only is Jordi Warner back, but he wants to be in the ring, AND he's gonig to start by being the special referee in the Vinnie Vengeance/Judge match right here this evening.

Cole: Fans, we thank you for joining us on XtremeTV, where anything can, will, and just did, happen at any time. Keep it right here on XTV.

The final shot is of Jordi finishing his journey back up the ramp and onto the stage towards the curtain as the scene fades to a TWO.com advert.

[Rog]

Back from TWO.com advet

The camera cuts backstage and tries to catch up with Jordi Warner who is striding quickly to a private locker room, before he suddenly stops as a figure emerges in front of him, the crowd cheers as the camera pans to reveal it to be The Judge.

The two men stare intently at each other, before a smile creeps across The Judges face as he extends his hand outward towards Warner, who glances at it before shaking The Judges hand, the crowd applauding the meeting of two favourites.

The Judge: Well well, Jordi….or should I say Mr. Warner, its good to see you back it TWOStars.

Jordi Warner: Yeah well like I said its good to be back, the place looked like it needed my presence rather than some executive influence crap. Plus I have been seeing what has been going on here on Xtreme TV and it seems that there is a lot of business that I have to take care of, personally.

The Judge: Starting with tonight it seems? (Points to the referee shirt)

Jordi Warner: (Laughs) Indeed I can guarantee that Vinnie Vengeance won’t be so Violent when I have the authority out there tonight.

The Judge: It’s good to hear, I have been watching the actions of VVV since day one of Xtreme TV and justice is long overdue on his count. I have a feeling the tide is changing here on TWOStars and now with you back, Court is definitely back in session!

Jordi Warner smiles and nods before entering the room as The Judge turns and goes to leave but is stopped by a flustered Todd Grisham

Todd Grisham: The Judge (pauses trying to catch his breath) I have been trying to get a word from Jordi Warner, but now that you are here I have got to ask what you make of this development in your match with Triple V tonight?

The Judge: Todd everybody knows that I am on a mission here in TWOStars, and tonight the fall of Vinnie Vengeance is a great step towards what I am trying to accomplish.

Todd Grisham: No doubt that an encounter with the Violence Bearer is no easy task but the addition of Jodi Warner as the special referee has got to weigh heavily in your advantage.

The Judge: Yeah well VVV isn’t exactly the easiest guy to prepare for, I have seen unstable but VVV? Now he is a different story when it comes to being unpredictable in the ring. But I know that I can defeat him, and I also know that Jordi Warner is the equation to remove any tricks the Violent One may have up his sleeve…. and then its on to Capital Carnage, where the final stages of what I am seeking comes into being. Barry Gower? Time is ticking my friend until you become just another notch of those who stood on the wrong side, stood in my way and regretted it after I found them guilty of getting their asses kicked by The Judge! I can see that you are not used to not getting things your way well get ready to start up the band and plead your case again because I said this will go down Sunday 31st and not until then, last week?.....so close, but not close enough it would seem, I said you would have to keep up, so by all means catch me if you can, but be careful what you wish for, because you are wishing for me. Your Re-Evolution buddies cant help you now, because when you stand alone in that ring, its all going to come down on you. You call yourself The Future? Funny because all I see in your future is you being found Guilty…..As Charged! But that is then and this is now, VVV? Bring your best! Barry Gower? I know you are going to bring your best, but the question I put to you this week….is you’re best good enough for me!? Because that Todd is final.

(The Judge slams the sledgehammer on a nearby metal crate and storms down the corridor)

Cut to ad break

[Boyo]

Cuts to The Dark Alliance locker room. Boyo and Sickness are there, both wearing greyish-green suits, cornflower blue shirts and red Eton ties. Sickness is also wearing a gumshield that has a fangs design on it. Boyo is sitting on a comfy leather recliner with a stunning (if slutty looking) blonde on his lap. The blonde has a very short skirt on and a very low cut top. Boyo is struggling to look anywhere other than her gravity-defying chest.

Sickness has been made to clean the tag team title belts, and Boyo's request.

Sickness: These belts are getting real shiny now, Mr Boyo

Boyo: That's great news, Mr Sickness. Hopefully Cassandra here will fulfil her promise to call her sister once you've done cleaning those.

The crowd "ooooooh" at this, sarcastically. Boyo smirks.

Sickness: That would be pleasing, Mr Boyo - all my hard work should be rewarded. You'll be able to see your face in these belts once I've done.

Cassandra: You could see that black eye you've got - teeheehee!!

Boyo freezes and looks at the lushious bird, and the poor little thing gets a bit nervous. Boyo smirks again

Boyo: Touche, Miss Cassandra. Most humorous.

Boyo puts his wandering hand on Cassandra, but this is off camera. Sickness looks away as Cassandra snuggles up again.

Boyo: You see Mr Sickness, I can live with a blackened eye. I'm a wrestler, I get in the ring with many tough men. All halfwits, but many tough. I should expect a blackened eye.

Sickness: Especially if you got in the ring with Mr Sickness!

Boyo: What? Yes... Anyway, as I was saying, a blackened eye is part of the job. I get in the ring with Mr Gringo, Mr Vinnie, Mr Slim or Mr Gower, then yes, they may have an outside chance of connecting with Mr Boyo's eye...

Sickness: And Mr Arkham.

Boyo: What did you say? Arkham?

Boyo smirks:

Boyo: Let me tell you something about that mongoloid Arkham. He jumps me as I am applying THE. Most dangerous move in pro-wrestling; MY Cloverleaf leglock. And that no-doubt abandoned child sticks a size 20 in my face!

The crowd pop as Boyo looks on angrily.

Sickness: The English don't seem to agree, Mr Boyo.

Boyo: The ENGLISH can go to hell. I am so sick to death of this mongrel nation!!

The crowd boo loudly.

Boyo: I am a proud, pure Celt, of Welsh heritage, and the English mongrels, just like that abandoned mongrel Arkham, will one day realise that I am the premier wrestler in TWOStars, and The Dark Alliance are the most gifted tag-team in history.

Boyo looks at Cassandra's now heaving bosom and looks at Sickness. Boyo smirks.

Boyo: Outchya get Mr Sickness, there's a good man.

The scene fades out as we see Cassandra sit on Boyo's lap with her back to the camera. We see Boyo unfasten her bra-strap as the screen fades to black.

Cuts to a "Best of Dark Alliance" DVD preview.

[The B-Man]

Back from the DVD Preview and we cut to Re-Evolutions dressing room area.

MDM: Did you see what that idiot Judge said?

BG: Oh I saw what he said and tonight I will demonstrate on Banner exactly what is going to happen to him at Capital Carnage.

Ted: That's right, Baz, tonight we are going to go ou....

BG: No! Tonight Ted I am going to go out there. I don't want any interferance in tonight's match. Tonight The Judge needs to see exactly what I can do out in that ring. And I will show him by going out there on my own and destroying Banner just like I cut Sam H's career short inside the cage at last years Capital Carnage I am going to Destroy his.

Mills/Ted/MDM: Right!!!

Cut to a TWO shopzone ad

[Keith Jaxx]

back from the shopzone add an we cut backstage were we see Keith Jaxx on a pay phone

Jaxx: Come on come on...

Phone: .....

Jaxx: Hellllllllloooooo

Phone: .....

Jaxx: Oh yes I am having so much fun, it's like being back at prom.

Phone: ......

Jaxx: Oh yes, the people are are so nice, you must come check it out.

Phone: ......

Jaxx: Excellent hunny, just super.

Phone: ......

Jaxx: Huh, huh, alriiiiighttttt.

Cut to the announce table

MC: What the hell was that all about?

Tazz: I have no idea I was hoping you could shed some light on the situation as you two seem to be close.

MC: Don't be ridiculous, Tazz.

Tazz: Hey I am just saying.

MC: Either way folks what a night we still have in store for you as the Television Title is soon to be on the line.

Cut to ad breaks

[MrFill]

Back from the adverts and we're with Arkham & Joshy in the dressing room - Arkham is dancing around singing to late 80's hits (still off key, out of tempo with the songs and completely random words) while Todd sits there looking horrified - the crowd laugh loudly at the Insane One

Tazz (in voice-over): You know that I actually feel sorry for Matthews - I wouldn't wish that on anybody

Cole (in voice-over): The audience seem to enjoy it

Arkham jumps towards the CD player, ejects the current disc and puts another in - this time it's early 90's

Josh: Please let me go - this is just insane

Arkham looks around at Josh with a look of glee on his face

Arkham: Me got that

The big man presses several buttons on the CD player, says something (sounding like cursing) under his breath, presses a few more buttons

Arkham: Wish friends were here who know about seedy playerer, it never work right

A few more presses and a track BLARES out of the stereo at full volume, distorted to hell, pressing buttons and twiddling with knobs he manages to quieten it, but too far and it's silent, more pressing and turning manages to get the sound at a decent level

"Insane in the Brain" by Cypress Hill begins to play and the crowd cheers loudly - Arkham grins from ear to ear and the expression on Josh's face suddenly looks up

Josh: You know what, I think you've found it

Arkham: Me like, like lots

Arkham begins moshing around the room with the same "kid in a candy store" look on his face, he suddenly jumps towards Josh, grabs him by the arms and lifts him clean out of the chair and a good foot off of the ground - the little interviewer is obviously struggling and looks a mixture of horrified and scared

Arkham: Joshy do good - Joshy good friend find good music for me

The big man shakes Josh from side to side a little before throwing him upwards (like you would a small child) and bashes Matthew's head into the ceiling with a thud, the interviewer drops to the ground in a crumpled heap as Arkham jumps from foot to foot

Arkham suddenly looks down at Josh

Arkham: No time to sleep Joshy, time to celebremate - me have new toon

Arkham begins to jump around and sing to the tune, surprisingly getting most of the words right - well, the chorus anyway


Cole: I believe Arkham has found his theme tune

Tazz: It's about time - I was getting sick of his other rubbish - at lease it suits him

Cut to a shop-zone promo

[Colin]

Xtreme TV returns from the shop-zone promo to find TC in the middle of the ring.

TC - Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall and will be for the TWOStar's Television Championship...

Tazz: Atken's here tonight? I thought he would milk that ramp toss for a lot longer than this. I mean the guy's pathetic, can't defend himself and he honestly expects that he'll walk out tonight with that title, especially with Triple V in the arena, he is kidding himself.

Cole: I don't know about that Tazz, Mr. Atken has been punished worse than that before and kept fighting through out, as for Vengeance, he's got a lot more to worry about.

TC: Introducing first, from Quahog, Rhode Island, Keith Jaxx.

Keith Jaxxs runs towards the ring, dives into the ring through the bottom ropes and runs over to a back corner of the ring and rest against it, waiting for Volcom and Atken.

TC: Introducing challenger number two...

Cole: Number two? What the heck?

Tazz: It looks like Mr. Atken has great faith in his own abilites to be taking on two men for his precious Television Title.

By the time Cole and Tazz had finished talking, Volcom's pyros had already went off and he had already found himself in the ring. He wastes no time however, as he walks over to Jaxx and gets in his face, Jaxx gets in Volcom's face and Jaxx responds by nailing Volcom...

...

with a right hand, with such force that it knocks Volcom to the ground, Volcom gets back up to his feet, but is promptly knocked back down again by a jumping spin kick by Jaxx.

Cole: It looks like these two have decided to start the match without Mr. Atken. Actually, speaking of him, has anyone even see our Network Rep tonight?

Tazz: Now that I think about it Cole, I haven't. Aha, this is great, the man is going to lose his belt and he won't even know about it. I LOVE IT!

Cole: I'm starting to wonder if Mr. Atken even set up this match.

Tazz: Wonder all you like, whatever way you cut it, we've got a new TWOStars Champion tonight in either Volcom or Keith Jaxx.

Jaxx once again picks Volcom up and tosses him into the ring ropes, Volcom gets tied up in the ropes, and for some reason Jaxx takes this oppertunity to pelvic thrust in Volcom's direction, very close to Volcom... worrying close...

Tazz: NOW WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?

Cole: Mind games, pure and simple Tazz

Volcom, with aid of the referee pulling the pelvic thrusting Jaxx away from him, manages to break himself free from the ropes, and responds by forcing Jaxx's throat down upon the top rope and very fast speed. Jaxx collapses to the ground, gasping for breathe, and Volcom, showing pity on Jaxx, kicks him very hard in the back of the head. He follows this up by using the ropes to his advantage and nails Jaxx with a diving splash.

Tazz: At 180 pounds, that's probably the most pathetic splash I've seen.

Cole: Splashes aren't just reserved to our more... weight challenged wrestlers.

Tazz: The hell they're not.

Volcom stays on top of Jaxx and the referee goes down for the pin.

1...

Easy escape by Jaxx's after a quite long one count. Volcom stays on the offense, by picking up Jaxx and trying to powerbomb him, however you should never really try to powerbomb a guy 30 lbs heavier than you, it hurts your back, and generally doesn't work, like on this occasion where Jaxx easily wriggles out, backdropping Volcom in the process. Now fired up, Jaxx stays on the offense by nailing Volcom with a clothesline, which knocks Volcom down, but not for long as he jumps back to his feet. However Jaxx is ready for this, and hits Volcom with a painful dropkick aimed right at the knee. This does not floor Volcom, but does cause him to clutch his knee in pain, Jaxx uses this to his advantage and takes Volcom out with a vicious axe kick.

Cole: I think Volcom may be out cold after that.

Tazz: It's entirely possible, and I certainly hope he did, the sooner this match ends, the less chance Atken has of showing up and the more chance I have of never having to see him hold a TWOStar's championship ever again.

Jaxx grabs the, whats appears to be, old cold Volcom and drags him over to the corner of the ring, he quickly jumps up onto the top rope and nails the Jaxx 3000.

Cole - JAXX 3000! THIS ONE HAS GOT TO BE OVER!

Tazz: This is perfect, that idiot Atken loses his title and he can't do a thing about it.

Jaxx falls back on top of Volcom and the referee runs over to count the pin.

1...

2...

3..

3? Not exactly, no.

Tazz: Where the hell did he come from? I thought he wasn't here tonight, I thought...

Cole: I knew this would happen, I know Mr. Atken would not let go of a title without a fight...

Tazz: He just nailed Keith Jaxx in the back of the head with his title belt, you call THAT a fight?

Cole: As much as I feel sorry for Jaxx, this match should not have taken place anyway, our Network Rep is hardly is great shape, I mean just look him, he's all bandaged up.

Tazz: Bandaged up? He's got a plaster on his head and... actually that's about it.

Cole: Just ignoring the stiches are we Tazz?

Tazz: It doesn't excuse him from once again cheating.

Yes, as Cole and Tazz just said, while Jaxx was pinning Volcom, PMA had made his way out from the crowd and had drilled his title belt into the back of Jaxx head, the referee did not see this however, as Atken tossed to belt out of the ring very quickly and the referee had his attention on Volcom's shoulders. Now Atken is kicking Volcom out of the ring, kicks Jaxx over and pins him.

1...





2...







NO!

Tazz: See Cole, cheaters never win, even if you like them.

Cole: I'll be honest and say I'm glad to see Jaxx manage to kick out, even though I don't agree Mr. Atken should be wrestling tonight, I would have hated to see the match end that way.

Tazz: That way is the only way that talentless piece of wood Atken would know how ti win a match.

Cole: I wouldn't say that Tazz, I've seen tapes of Atken's wrestling past.

Jaxx, at the very last second managed to roll his shoulder. Atken, irritated by this, tosses off his suit jacket and picks Jaxx up. He places him so he is sitting on the top rope, and it is quite clear Jaxx is only acting on instinct alone. The Network Rep follows Jaxx to the top rope, and despite Jaxx's best efforts to fight him off, he manages to drill Jaxx into the ground with a Top Rope DDT.

Cole: HOLY CRAP! ATKEN JUST DRILLED KEITH JAXX!

Tazz: Hey, I hate the man, but that was impressive. If Jaxx wasn't out cold a minute ago, he certainly is now.

Cole: So Atken can only do beltshots eh Tazz?

Tazz: Anyone could do that...

Cole: I doubt you could.

Tazz: We'll I'm not the one in the ring now am I?

Atken once again, after recovering from the force he used on the DDT, goes to pin Jaxx and the referee counts.

1...








2...




Not quite, no. Volcom, who was recovering outside the ring pulls Atken out the ring, the tries to nail him with a right first. I say "tried" because in actuality, Atken ducked it and shoved Volcom's head into the steel ringpost.

Cole: Well, I think that'll but Volcom out of commission for a while.

Tazz: People like PMA always revert back to their cheating ways.

Cole: Phil just shoved Volcom, he had no idea where he'd hit.

Tazz: And I'm next in line to be pope.

Atken then turns his attention back to Jaxx, but as he steps back into the ring, Jaxx regains enough senses to trip him up and roll him into a school boy.

1...






2...



Again, not quite. Atken managed to power out of the roll up, and as he regain his senses against the ropes he saw Jaxx trying to pull himself back to his feet. Atken told the referee to go and check on the down and out Volcom, and oddly enough the referee did so, telling him to get back into the ring. This provides Atken enough time to well run towards the recovering Jaxx and well...

NUTSHOT~!

The force of such a devasting kick to the testical area sends Jaxx crumbling to the mat, although no one could tell if he enjoyed it or not. The fact was, Atken once again went for the cover, and with Volcom out cold...

1...







2...






3!

Cole: Well, you have to hand it to Jaxx and Volcom, they certainly gave it their all, but Atken knows most tricks in the wrestling but, and despite his condition still managed to retain his title, most impressive...

Tazz: Retained by cheating, the only way Atken can win a match. Filthy cheat that he is.

Cole: I don't always agree with the tactics used by Mr. Atken, but they certainly work.

Tazz: I assure you, if Atken ever sees Vengeance again, that belt will be off his waist. Triple V is not like these two, he knows Atken's tricks and he could destroy Atken in a matter of seconds.

Cole: Yeah, because Triple V is an upstanding member of the community... not exactly, didn't he have to resort to a sneak attack last week?

Tazz: That wasn't a sneak attack, that was a challenge.

Cut to shoes, yes, a pair of shoes.

[TGO]

We return from shoe ad To find Re-Evolution seating down in the changing room chatting, But Mickhail Mills and Chris Eagles are seating with there backs to each other,

TD - Come on guys, We are a team you need to start talking again

MDM - NO, He cost me another match

TD - But he didn’t mean it Chris, Come on man

BG - Mickhail, Why did you do it?

MM - I was just trying to help

MDM - But having your music come on, WHEN I’m beating his ass

MM - Look man, I’m sorry

MDM - Well you better not do it again

The crowd boo as Eagles and Mills shakes hands

TD - Well now that’s over, Lets drink

MDM - Yeah, But Barry better wait till after his match, ha ha ha

BG - One wont hurt anyone

MDM - Brett Banner it might

BG - Ha ha ha, His leg may have had a week to heel, But I’m gonna BREAK it

MDM - Good man, Oh and Ted how’s your shares coming on

TD - What one’s ?

MDM - Microsoft and Toys r us

TD - Now what would be saying mate

MDM - Oh, So the idiots have to buy the Book to know

TD - Ha ha ha, Yes, But what I will say is that only one lot of shares is letting me down …

MDM - What one’s that then ?

TD - My stake in ERE

The crowd cheer at the dis of there fallen rivals

MDM - Ha ha ha, Well Barry your match is up next you better get ready

BG - And don’t forget, I want to go it alone

TD - But …….

BG - NO BUT’, I have to prove to The Judge I DON’T need help to win

TD - Ok, We all stay here

BG - Cool, Just stay back here and make sure The Judge doesn’t get near the ring

Mills/MDM - Don’t Worry about the Judge tonight Barry

Barry Gower walk’s out of the locker room as Re-Evolution turn around to see Benjamin Black reading how to get rich fast by Re-Evolutions Million Dollar Man Ted DiBiase and MDM Chris Eagles

Ted DiBiase, Chris Eagles and Mickhail Mills starts to laugh at Benjamin Black choice of books

Cole - So, Gower has told Re-Evolution to stay in the back

Tazz - And Benjamin Black want to be a millionaire

Cole - Next up is Barry Gower V the man that defeated Gower’s running buddy Chris Eagles, Brett Banner

Camera fades out to Atken winning the match and keeping the TV title

[The B-Man]

MC: Mr. Atken fights off two people to retain his title, Tazz.

Tazz: Indeed he did, Cole.

"Ride the Lightning" by Metallica hits the speakers and the crowd begins to boo.

MC: Well here we go, Tazz.

Tazz: Where?

MC: Very funny.

Gower walks out through the curtain drawing in the crowd reaction. The Future begins his descent towards the ring, ignoring the audience's booing and jeering as he continues on his journey

TC: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Intriducing first, from Belfast Northern Ireland he is the self proclaimed “Future of the Business” Barry Gower.

The announcement causes more booing from the crowd.

BG gets to ringside, where he skips from side to side to more LOUD booing from the crowd.

MC: Not a fan favourite that is for sure.

Tazz: He couldn’t give a rats @ss about the fans, Cole. He is out here to show The Judge and anyone else in the TWO locker room who doesn’t believe he has what it takes to be at the top of this Industry.

Gower jumps up onto the ring apron, which cause a LOUD pyro to shoot off from the entrance way. Gower steps through the middle ropes as his music fades out.


The lights in the arena dim, dry ice seeps out from the entranceway and the ramp is bathed in eerie, deep blue light as “Sad but True” hits the speakers causing a loud pop from the crowd.

TC: And his opponent weighing in at 225lbs, currently residing in Birmingham, England, Brett Banner.

Banner is clad in a deep blue hooded robe (like Jedi/monk robe). He pauses on the ring apron, HHH like and pulls the hood back to reveal his cold, blank eyes.

Tazz: This guy is one odd looking mofo.

MC: I think the idea is to freak his opponents out, but I don’t know if that will work with Gower.

Tazz: I doubt it very much, Cole. Gower couldn’t care if he was out there with the Devil.

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Banner walks up the steps and looks to enter the ring but is knocked off the apron curtsey of a knee to the face by Gower causing the music to be cut off.

MC: What a cheap shot, the referee hasn’t even rung the damn bell.

Tazz: Gower is out to set an example tonight, Cole. He is not interested in bells ringing or leprechauns dancing.

Gower quickly moves to the outside of the ring where he grabs a hold of Banner and whips him back first into the ring apron following it up with a hard knife-edge chop across the chest.

MC: What a vicious chop by the right hand of a man who claims to be The Future of this Business.

Tazz: He no doubt has the potential to make it to the top Cole. He’s got the moves and the look to go far.

Barry grabs the arm of Banner and whips him hard into the guard rail to booing from the crowd as the referee is telling him to get the action into the ring.

MC: The referee explaining that he wants this in the ring, Tazz.

Tazz: Well he can’t disqualify him, Cole. He hasn’t even rung the bell yet.

MC: You’re right, Tazz and Gower is using that to his advantage.

BG lifts The Brutal One up to his feet and rolls him up into the ring prompting the referee to call for the bell.

Ding Ding Ding

MC: And finally we are underway.

Gower follows Banner into the ring and quickly drops an elbow down into his chest prior to hooking the leg for the cover.

One

Tw...

Banner gets his shoulder up of the canvas to break the count.

MC: Not even a two count.

Tazz: Well if Banner has any sense at all, Cole he would know that when Gower is pissed off he is a pure animal. And I for one wouldn’t want to get on the wrong side of him.

MC: Me either, Tazz as he backs Banner off into the ropes.

BB comes back off the ropes and is meet with a stiff kick to the gut allowing BG to grab his opponents head and drive it hard into the mat.

MC: What a DDT.

Gower with the lateral press.

One

Hook of the leg

Two

Kick-out as Banner again gets the should up.

MC: Still not enough to put Brett Banner away.

Tazz: Banner is one tough customer and Gower knows he is going to be tough to put away. But make no mistake about, Cole that Gower has a number of moves in his Arsenal that can take you right out.

The former United States Champion looks to pull Banner back up to his feet but is meet with a punch to the bread basket.

MC: Banner looking to fight back now.

BB hits Gower with a second punch to the gut but is then met with a clubbing blow to the back of the neck sending him back down to the canvas.

Tazz: Gower displaying his sheer power right there as the arm crashes down across Banner’s neck.

MC: Just as he was looking to fight back he is taken right back down. And I hope for Judge’s sake he is taking notes.

Gower backs off the ropes at far side of the ring as Banner is getting back to his feet – Coming back off the ropes Gower drives his knee into the side of Banner’s head causing him to fall through the ropes and out to the floor.

MC: Aww man what a shot. That took Banner right out to the floor.

Tazz: Gower taking no prisoners in this one.

Gower looks to move to the outside but is being told to stay back by the referee, which allows Banner to get back up onto the apron as he looks to re-enter the ring.

MC: What’s Gower going to do here?

Gower back off the ropes to the far end of the ring before coming back off them and hitting Banner with another knee to the side of the head knocking him flying off the apron and down to the floor.

MC: Oh come on. Give the man a chance to get back in the ring at least.

Tazz: This isn’t about chances, Cole. This is about respect and Gower is showing The Judge why he deserves respect.

Gower quickly follows BB to the outside of the ring lifting him up off the ground, scooping him up and dropping him face first onto the guard rail.

MC: That’s not going to make you pretty looking that’s for sure.

Tazz: It best never happened to you, Cole, cause if it did even your mother would find it hard to look at you.

The Future of the Business rolls The Brutal one back into the ring before following him and immediately hooking his leg for the cover.

One

Two

Kick-out

MC: Again Banner manages to get the shoulder up off the canvas.

BG gets back up to his feet and awaits Banner to get back to his. As Banner gets back to his feet Gower takes him into a waist-lock where he looks to execute a German Suplex only for BB to block it off via the use of his leg and reverse the hold allowing him to snap off a German suplex of his own, which he keeps bridged for the pin.

One

Two

Kick-out.

MC: Gower almost caught out there.

Tazz: Oh please.

Both men quickly get back to their feet where Gower runs at Banner only to be taken down by a short arm clothesline, which gains a number of cheers from the crowd.

MC: Banner with clothesline on Gower.

BG gets back up to his feet where he is once again taken down by a clothesline compliments of Banner.

MC: And another.

Gower gets back up to his feet allowing Banner to grab his right arm and send him off the ropes – Coming back off the ropes Banner grabs Gower and snaps off a picture perfect T-Bone suplex prompting the referee to count the pin.

One

Two

Kick-out.

MC: Banner with a well executed T-Bone suplex that almost caught Gower out.

Tazz: Gower has many suplexes of his own, Cole. So I am sure he is more than capable of catching Banner out any time he wants.

MC: That remains to be seen as Banner pulls Gower back up to his feet.

Banner whips Gower off the ropes backing off the opposite ropes himself. As the two men come back off the ropes Banner hits Gower with a running knee lift in the centre of the ring before getting back up to his feet, backing off to the ropes to the left of the screen then coming back and dropping a knee down onto the head of Gower.

MC: Nice combination move by Banner and Gower could be in trouble, Tazz.

Tazz: Please if Gower was in trouble he would call 999 or 911 depends what country he is in at the time.

MC: What if he is not in the US or the UK, Tazz.

Tazz: How should I know. I mean does anyone actually know the answer to that?

MC: I know I don’t.

Banner pulls Gower back up to his feet and takes him into a front face lock as he looks to set up for a vertical suplex, however Gower quickly rolls The Brutal One into a small package.

One

Two

Banner manages to reverse the small package causing the referee to restart the count.

One

Two

Gower kicks out and both men quickly raise to their feet where Banner is on the receiving end of a hard slap by Gower.

MC: Man what a slap to the kisser, Tazz.

Tazz: That, Cole is known as the Bitch Slap.

MC: That must of knocked the taste right out of Banner’s mouth.

Tazz: No doubt about it.

Banner holds his face for a second before both men go into a collar and elbow tie up with Gower quickly taking advantage by locking in a hammerlock on Banner, to which he then pops off a suplex bridging it for a pin.

Tazz: Gower with the claw hammer.

One

Two

Th..., Kick-out.

MC: Banner still able to kick out.

Tazz: But that’s as close as we have come yet, Cole.

Gower rises back up to his feet with Banner doing so shortly after. BG grabs the arm of Banner and looks to whip him off the ropes only for Banner to reverse the move and send Gower shooting off the ropes. The Future of the Business comes back off the ropes and his hit by a text book powerslam, taking him straight into a pinning predicament.

MC: Banner with a big time powerslam on the near 300 pounder.

One

Two

Th..., Kick-out.

MC: And this time it is Banner who gets the near fall.

Tazz: Near falls don’t earn you point, Cole. This isn’t boxing and there is no time limit here.

Banner awaits Gower to get back up to his feet and as he does he looks to execute a back suplex on for Gower to land on his feet and quickly hits Banner with a chop block to the back of his left leg.

MC: Gower with a chop block to the leg of Banner.

Tazz: And this is smart cause Gower knows that, that leg is not going to be 100% after Eagles attack on it last week.

With Banner on the ground Gower grabs his left leg and takes him into to half grab, pulling back aggressively as Banner thrives in pain.

MC: Gower with the half grab locked in.

Tazz: This could be the end for Banner, Cole if he can’t get to the ropes.

Banner is grinding his teeth as he look to get to the ropes but Gower pulls him back to the centre of the ring to loud booing from the crowd.

MC: This doesn’t look good for Banner.

Tazz: But it does look good for Gower as he is doing what he said he would and that is send a message to The Judge.

Banner again makes an attempt for the rope but Gower once again pulls him back to the centre of the ring.

MC: Banner with another failed attempt at getting to the ropes.

A few more seconds off the move being locked in and Banner fades away causing the referee to check on his arms.

Tazz: It looks like Banner may have passed out due to the pain, Cole.

MC: You may be right, he has 3 attempts to answer the call or this match is over.

The referee grabs the right arm of Banner and raises it up the air for him to let go and it to drop to the floor.

MC: That’s once, Tazz.

Tazz: Thanks, I didn’t know that was once, Cole.

The referee lifts Banner’s arm up again for it to fall for a second time.

MC: One more time and this match is over, Tazz.

Tazz: I was aware of that.

The referee lifts Banner’s up for the 3rd time with him this time being able to answer the call to a loud pop from the crowd.

MC: Banner lives on.

Tazz: But for how long?

MC: Lets find out.

Banner fights his way to the ropes eventually being able to grab the bottom rope, which causes the referee to ask Gower to break the hold, but The Future of the Business shakes his head indicating no.

MC: Break the damn hold.

Tazz: Break his damn leg.

The referee begins counting for Gower to break the hold.

1

2

3

4

Gower releases the hold, with Banner immediately holding his knee in pain.

MC: Gower finally releasing the hold, but the damage looks to already be done.

Tazz: You’re damn right it is.

Gower pulls Banner away from the ropes and grabs his left leg hitting him with a kick to the back of the leg.

MC: Gower continues to target the leg of Banner.

Tazz: Showing just how good he is.

Barry drags Banner back up to his feet and picks him up into the torture rack, but Banner manages to wriggle free and land on his feet only to fall to one knee as his left leg gives way on him.

MC: Banner avoiding what must of been an attempt at the Burning Hammer but his knee just gave way on him.

Tazz: Meaning he has no chance of winning this match. HAHA.

MC: Never count a man down.

Tazz: So all matches must end by submission?

MC: Haha.

Gower looks to move toward Banner but he is on the receiving end of a hard right hand as The Definition of Destruction fights back.

MC: Banner fighting back.

Banner hits another right hand to cheering from the crowd, but the cheering quickly turns into booing as DiBiase sprints up the ramp, causing Banner to turn his attention to the apron where he knocks DiBiase flying with a hard right hand to a loud pop from the crowd.

MC: That’s him told, Tazz.

Gower moves in behind Banner taking him up into the torture rack where he drives his opponents head down into the canvas.

Tazz: Burning Hammer!!!!!!!

Gower hooks the leg of Banner as the referee goes to the canvas to make the count.

One


Two


Three!!!!

Ding Ding Ding

TC: Here is your winner, Barry Gower.

“Ride the lightning” hits the speakers as the crowd boo loudly and Gower quicly leave the ring helping DiBiase back up to his feet.

MC: Well Gower with the win, but you have to fell that momentary distraction by DiBiase was the difference maker.

Tazz: I think Gower would have won this anyway, Cole.

MC: I am not so sure, Tazz.

The camera focuses on DiBiase on Gower as they raise their hands up in the air to more booing from the crowd.

MC: Either way, Gower has showen Judge what he can do in the ring.

Tazz: Yes he has and come Capital Carnage the Jury will be out.

TWO Xtreme fades to a Capital Carnage card line up.

[Rog]

The camera returns from the Capital Carnage line up to a backstage locker room, The Judge is watching the monitor with intensity, before slowly nodding, he sits down again and begins to tape his wrists.

Tazz: Well The Judge has seen what we all have seen, and that is what Barry Gower is capable of doing.

Cole: The battle plans are most certainly being drawn on both sides, because later tonight The Judge takes on VVV, and with the victory gained for Barry Gower, The Judge will be looking for the momentum to take him into Capital Carnage also.

Tazz: What a match up it should be on Sunday Cole!

Cole: Indeed because its not just about bragging rights as a shot at the TWOStars World Heavyweight title is on the line.

Tazz: Man these two guys just plain don’t like each other, heh and now they have another reason to not get along.

Cole: What a night Capital Carnage is shaping up to be, but that’s not all because we still have a great night of action to come here on Xtreme TV, its VVV versus The Judge, with the special guest referee….Jodi Warner!!

Cut to SummerSlam countdown

[The Doctor]

We cut to the ring, where Volcom is standing, mic in hand.

He paces a little in the centre of the ring, waiting for the cacophany of boos and jeers from the crowd to die down.

Michael Cole: Now what does this guy want?

Volcom decides the crowd really isn't going to quieten down any time soon and this is as good a time as any to start talking.
Volcom: I'm sure you are all well aware that Brett Banner and I have been having some... "issues" lately.

But I think my good self and my closest friends - Razorburn - sent a clear message to Mr Banner last week.

The crowd's levels of boos picks up again at this.

Volcom: In fact, I've been informed that Brett Banner has not been medically cleared to wrestle tonight.

Volcom makes an exaggerated, mock sad expression at this news, baiting the crowd into another swell of louder boos and taunts of disapproval.

Volcom: Guess we, er, hammered home the message pretty hard...

Volcom smiles a self satisfied, cruel smile.

Volcom: So with Banner out of the way--

Volcom is cut off as the house lights flicker, as in a storm, and the titantron screen plays loud static.
He turns to the screen, puzzled, and out of the electric snow, a face comes into focus.
It's Brett Banner, his face close to the screen.

The crowd let out a cheer.

Brett Banner: I bet you're feeling pretty satisfied with yourself, aren't you, Volcom?

I have to admit, you did quite a number on me.

The camera pans back and we can see Banner is in a wheelchair, wearing a neck brace.

Brett Banner: You and your buddies worked me over good, I'll give you that.

But I think you forget who you're dealing with here, Volcom. I think you're forgetting just who I am.

I've been trying to play more by the rules lately. It's no big secret. I've been trying to focus my anger. I've been trying reeeeaally hard to be a nice guy these last few weeks. And do you know what I've learned during that time?

Deep down, where it counts... I'm just not that nice a human being.

Rage is still what fuels me. Anger is what gives me strength. Revenge gives me focus - and I'm focussed right on you.

The crowd pop at this. Volcom tries to laugh it off - after all, Banner's injured, and not even here tonight - these are idle threats.


Brett Banner: This has gone too far, Volcom - it's time for me to show you just what I'm capable of...

With that, Banner seizes hold of his neck brace and tears it off. He braces himself against the arm supports of his wheel chair... and then effortlessly stands up.

The crowd are roaring their approval at seeing the brutality surface again in The Brute.

Banner picks up the wheelchair and hurls it off screen to the sound of a tremendous clatter.

Volcom can't hide it now - he's surprised, and more than a little alarmed.

Brett steps riiiight up to the camera.

Brett Banner: And Volcom. One more thing...

Again the house lights flicker and the piercing sound of white noise comes from the speakers, the huge screen now playing static.
The lights go off... and three seconds later they are on again.

Brett Banner is in the ring, crouched by the turnbuckle, obviously readying himself to deliver a Spear.

The crowd go ape at this surprise.

Michael Cole: Oh my God! It's Brett Banner! Brett Banner's in the ring!
Tazz: Jeez, Cole - you sure got a knack for stating the obvious!
Michael Cole: Banner set a trap for Volcom - that was pre-recorded, not live!
Tazz: What did I just say?

Volcom knows something is up by the crowd's reaction. He turns - too slowly.
Banner connects with a bone crunching Spear to Volcom's gut, and then lays into him with right hand after right hand when they hit the deck.

He springs back up again, but involuntarily clutches at his ribs, which are bandaged heavily.

Volcom writhes on the mat in the foetal position as a livid Brett Banner glares down at him.

We fade to yet another Capital Carnage advert (it's soon, you know!)

[The Doctor]

Back from the countdown and we find ourselves in the medical treatment room backstage.

A medical technician is taking the bandages off Brett Banner's ribs. Underneath the bandaging, there is a mass of multi-colured bruising, ranging from deep blue, to near black, to a sickly yellow covering Banner's torso.

The medic throws the bandages he's removed into a nearby bin and reaches for a huge roll of fresh bandage.

Medic: Mr Banner, I did warn you that you weren't in any shape to compete tonight.

Brett Banner: And what happened? I got hurt. I lost. No big deal. You have to learn to cope with these things in this game.

Medic: You have to get these ribs examined properly - it's just not in your best interests to refuse proper medical treatment - some of these could well be cracked, broken even.

As if on cue, Banner grits his teeth in pain as the medic begins to wrap fresh bandage tightly around his ribs.

Medic: I never should have let you persuade me to reverse my decision. I should never have cleared you to wrestle tonight.

Brett suddenly springs up from the bench he's sitting on and grabs the medic by the front of his shirt. He pushes him back into the table and all sorts of medical supplies are sent crashing to the floor.

Brett Banner: I'll decide if I can fight, okay Doc?

And I'll tell you why. All my life I've wanted to be a professional wrestler. For as long as I can remember, that's been my goal.

All my career I've been called a fierce competitor, an intense competitor. But do you know what I become if you take that from me? Do you know what I become if I can't compete?

Medic: N-no...

Brett lets go of his grip and slowly sits down again, easing himself onto the chair, clearly still in a great deal of pain. When he speaks again it's softer, sadder.

Brett Banner: Neither do I... neither do I...


Cut to Don't Try This At Home video.

[Jimmy Redman]

Cut back from DTTAH video. Backstage, we see Slim Jim, still clutching the broken mirror from The Chav's ride. We hear the crowd pop madly in the background for their hometown hero. Jim is walking cautiously around, checking around corners, and looking very shifty. Into view comes his tag partner for tonight, Jimmy Redman. Redman slowly walks up behind Jim, and taps his shoulder. Slim Jim almost jumps out of his clothes in fright.

JR: Whoah man, settle down, what's up with you?

SJ: You havent seen The Chav anywhere have you?

JR: The Chav? No, why?

Slim Jim proceeds to tell Redman about his encounter with The Chav's vehicle earlier this evening.

JR: Look man, dont worry about The Chav. He is scum. We have The Future to worry about tonight.

SJ: Yes indeed. And let Slim Jim tell you Jimmy, that although we were opponents last week, we are allies tonight. Tom Trash stole the U.S. Title from you, and from Slim Jim. Tonight, its going to be Tom Trash, and Queen Holt, versus The Prototype (crowd pop), The Man, The Myth, The Legend, THE UNTOUCHABLE Slim Jim (much bigger pop), and the entire crowd here in London! (deafening pop)

JR: Thats all well and good, and after tonight, The Prototype will KEEP...ON...MOSHING!

Redman and Jim smile at each other, and go on their separate ways.

Cut to commercial break.

[Dante]

Return from commercials. As the camera returns to the ring, the light go out. Lightning hits, and a massive pyro explosion rocks the building. There is a massive pop from the crowd as teh explosion goes off. From the flames steps Dante, coat billowing behind him. The arena is bathed in red and teh ADM symbol is on shown dripping with blood on the tron. He walks calmly to the ring and throws the guns as he reaches the center, causing another explosion.

Cole-What does the Assassin want here tonight?

Tazz-If you shut up, I bet he'll tell us.

Dante grabs a mic and prepares to speak.

Dante-Well, as you all know last week I won my match against Sickness.

Crowd pops for this

D-Just another step in clearing out the scum that are corrupting this business. Even though Boyo tried to stop me, he couldn't. With this and The Judge getting a number one contender shot, we are indeed making progress to our ends here. I didn't do it alone though, and the first order of business I wanted to take care of was thanking the man who helped me. Arkham, I owe you one. I never forget those who help me and I will repay you.

Crowd cheers at the mention of Arkham.

D-Now onto my second order of business. I was scheduled to have a match tonight. Me vs. C2K. But guess what, C2K didn't show.

Crowd boos.

D-Didn't show. Now why would he do that? I'm sure there was a good reason and I've been in the back pondering it all night.....What ever could it be? Maybe, he's afraid. Afraid of me, afraid of The Killshot, afraid of losing. Its the only reason I came up with.

Crowd cheers again.

D-Fear is a weakness. In order to achieve victory, you must fight through fear. While fear is something I've conquered long ago, I realize some may not be as enlightened as I. Just know this, C2K, I fear nothing. Not you, not Sickness, not Draven Cage, no one. I never back down and I never b*tch out. I am F*cking determined and no one is going to stop me. Listen and listen good. I will fight you, and I will destroy you. Your fear is my strength. Just remember, you never know what shadows the Assassin is hiding in.

Dante throws the mic down as the crowd cheers, and he walks out of the ring.

Tazz-Strong words from Dante there.

Cole-They sure are. I guess next week we'll see what C2K has to answer.

Cut to Capital Carnage promo

[DC]

We return from the Capital Carnage promo video

Tazz: Capital Carnage is gonna be a rocket-busta Cole.........I can't wait.

Cole: Me neither Tazz, and with the events of the last few weeks you gotta believe the World Heavyweight Title has become a secondary concern for both DC and Gringo......

Tazz: I never believe a title would be secondary Michael, but the issues between both guys are obviously more than that.

The camera cuts to the crowd as music fills the air

Tazz: "Tear Away" can mean only one thing.....Draven Cage is on his way out here.

Cole: And he's not gonna be in a good mood.

Tazz: Gee, ya think(!)

Tear Away continues to play, and the crowd boo (with some cheers) as Draven Cage appears at the top of the ramp

Draven Cage wlaks down the aisle, with hate in his eyes, and makes his way to ringside.......he half-climbs the apron, before coming back down and walking round to the time-keeper's table......

Tazz: What's he doing?

Cole: I guess he's doesn't want to get in the ring after all.

Cage walks round the ring and lays out Tony Chimmel with an Airdrie boot, and grabs the mic........

Crowd: "Chimmel's dead, Chimmel's dead"

Tazz: What did Tony do?

Cage makes his way into the ring, as Drowning Pool fade out, and raises the mic to his lips.....

DC:.....................

Crowd: "Gringo's gonna kill you, Gringo's gonna kill you"

DC: Will you shut the *BEEP* up for once in your miserable *BEEP*ing lives!!

Crowd: (Louder)...."Fcuk him up Gringo, fcuk him up"

Tazz: He's in a bad mood already, and these fans aren't helping things.

Cole: They bought their tickets, they can say what they want Tazz.

Tazz: Yeah, but DC is crazy enough to retaliate back...physically.

Cole: Good point.

DC: If you are quite *BEEP*ing finished(!)......As you may have noticed, I have come out alone this week......I am alone because Pain is unable to *BEEP*ing walk.

Crowd Cheer

DC: That's right...laugh it up, it's real funny, huh!.......wasn't funny when it was Gringo's lady though, was it?.....And I only gave her a little tap or two.

Cole: He whipped her repeatedly, that's not a few taps.

Tazz: In Birmingham that would be called light foreplay Cole.

DC: No....when it was Gringo's lady it was horrible, but when it is the beautiful Pain, it's a big laugh.....well kiddies *BEEP*ing playtime is over.......I'm playing for keeps now. GRINGO....I no longer simply want your title, I want your blood, your spirit and your *BEEP*ing soul...I want to see you bleed all over the arena, beg for mercy, cry for salvation, but it is never gonna happen......for I will take what I want, for this is your future, this is your epitaph...THIS IS YOUR EN.......

DC is interuppted as Evil Gringo's music plays through the PA system

Tazz: Gringo's coming out.....this is off da hook.

Cole: The crowd erupting......

Crowd: "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

Tazz: That's not Gringo.....I don't know who that is.

Cole: DC is playing this capacity crowd.

Tazz: And they were stupid enough to fall for it.

The fake Gringo enters the ring and the music comes to a halt........

DC: Well, well, well.....my arch nemesis, Evil Gringo....what do you want?

FEG: (Really bad "Cheech & Chong accent)....I am 'ere to kick you ass Essa.

DC: Oh, really?.....Welll let's see you try Bub.

FEG: (Normal voice) What?...I thought we were only gonna talk.

DC: Well, you see what thought did.

Draven Cage then nails FEG with a boot to the stomach and plants him with an Impaler DDT......the FEG writhing on the mat.

DC: This is what awaits you Evil Gringo......at Capital Carnage you will not leave the building in one piece.....I guarantee you that Bub......and because I have relocated to Edlington, Doncaster....you fans in attendance will bear witness to my new move.....my Edlington Elbow.

Draven Cage picks up the imposter and grabs him by the throat, before chokeslamming him hard to the mat.....

Cole: The kid didn't sign up for this Tazz.

Tazz: He should have known better than to trust Cage though Cole......even you're not that stupid.

DC: This kid is not leaving here in one piece.......this is a premonition of EG's future.

Cage throws the kid into the ropes and catches him with a spinebuster, driving all the air out of him in the process........and then goes to the corner and gets into the spear postion.....

(The crowd boo loudly)

Tazz: He's setting up for a spear Cole.

Cole: He'll break him in half Tazz.

Cage charges the hapless youngster, but doesn't nail him with a spear...instead he does a full rotation and drives his right elbow into the kid's temple region.

Tazz: That must be the Edlington Elbow, it's a version of Masato Tanaka's Roaring Elbow.

Cole: He's knocked him out.

Cage grabs the, now out cold, kid and locks in an armbar......and keeps the pressure on......until *CRACK* the arm breaks in DC's grip.

Cole: OH MY GOD TAZZ...he just broke that kids arm.

Tazz: That is too much Cole....and now he's doing the other one.

Crowd: "Holy Sh!t, Holy Sh!t"

Cage does the same to the other arm, and again the noise can be heard around the arena.........

The crowd go strangely quiet, not really expecting THIS much carnage.

Draven Cage then grabs the kid in a knee-bar and applies pressure, and the kid is coming round and screaming loudly as his left leg cracks under the pressure, the knee joint bending back over itself.........which brings a smile over DC's face as he grabs the right leg and does the same.....which means all four limbs have been broken........

Tazz: I can't watch anymore Cole.

Draven Cage goes outside and grabs a chair and takes it into the ring and throws it on the mat..........he grabs the kid and hangs him over the ropes.....the kid screaming in obvious pain as his broken, contorted limbs rack with pain...............DC then takes the chair and smacks the kid across the head, again and again until he draws blood.......

Cole: This is sick Tazz.....someone needs to do something.

Tazz: Who?

Draven Cage throws the kid to the ground and places the chair over his neck.....and lays the poor kid in the middle of the ring, then climbs the buckles.

Tazz: This is gonna kill him........he's gone too far Cole.

Draven Cage leaps off the top rope and lands a leg-drop on the steel chair, forcing blood to shoot out of the kid's mouth......

Cole: he must've broke his neck Tazz......

DC grabs the mic again....

DC: As I said Gringo...this is your future....this is your epitaph....THIS IS YOUR *BEEP*ING END.

the mic hits the ground with a *THUMPHHH* and Tear Away starts up again as the crowd are in stunned silence......Cage walks up the rampway as medics rush to aid the poor victim.......


Cut to Evil Gringo v Draven Cage highlight package

[Rog]

Return from Evil Gringo v Draven Cage highlight package

The camera is at the announce table.

Cole Welcome back to Xtreme TV, ladies and gentlemen, we were schedualed to proceed to the next match up between The Judge and Vinnie Vengeance, but we have to wait a few moments whilst the medics attend to the victim of that vicious assault from Draven Cage

Tazz: Hopefully the real Evil Gringo will put up more of a fight.

Cole: Somehow I feel Capital Carnage wont be enough to contain these two guys, we should all watch out.

Tazz: Hehe, yeah including poor Tony Chimmel, nice one Tony take one for the team.

Cole: Well Tony Chimmel is somehow ready to continue so lets keep going.


TC: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

"All Hail Me" by Veruca Salt blasts across the PA.

TC: Introducing first the special guest referee for this contest, from Birmingham England, Jordi Warner!

The crowd cheer like crazy as a figure emerges through the curtain wearing a custom made referee shirt with the sleeves torn off.

Cole: Well here comes Jordi Warner who earlier tonight made himself the guest referee for this match up.

Tazz: Yeah it seems he wants to take a more hands on approach to TWOStars.

Jordi pauses on the rampway looking out to the fans before quickly striding up the steps and into the ring, a solemn expression on his face.

Cole: Interesting to see just what form of officiating Jordi Warner will take in this match.

Tazz: Well knowing the state of mind The Judge and VVV are in he has got his work cut out for him.

Jordi stands in the ring, arms folded and stares out towards the rampway waiting for the combatants

The Arena blacks out and a bright blue light shines down from above the tron, which covers the entrance ramp all the way into the ring.

Tazz: Oh man here we go!

The two security guards appear at the top of the ramp, and begin glancing nervously around

Violence Fetish by Disturbed suddenly plays and Vinnie slowly rises from the centre of the top of the ramp sitting chained to a sturdy iron chair and wearing the handcuffs, before the security guards release the chains.

TC: Introducing first from Detroit Michigan, weighing in at 295lbs, Violent Vinnie Vengenace!!


Cole: Look at the expression on Triple Vs face Tazz.

Tazz: Man he hasn’t been right in the head since that cage match, I think I prefer the way he was before!!

At the beginning of the hefty music beat, Vinnie rises out of the chair and slowly walks to the ring, the two security guards following him.

VVV is spelt out by a bright red light onto the mat, Vinnie walks up the steps and stands in the middle of the ring facing the camera.

Cole: As intimidating as a sight this is, I wonder how much it affects the referee for this contest.

Tazz: There are few who are invulnerable to the mind games of VVV.


The security removes the cuffs and Vinnie poses a wide chest spread, whilst a burst of red flames explodes from the turnbuckles.

Tazz: Whoah man, I think it’s safe to say that VVV has his game face on.

VVV turns his head slightly and glances out of the corner of his eye at Jordi Warner who stands motionless in the corner.

Violence Fetish fades out and is replaced with Haunted by Evanescence.

TC: And his opponent from Atlanta Georgia, weighing in at 295lbs he is The Judge Sid Commandant!

The crowd cheer as The Judge emerges on the entrance ramp carrying the sledgehammer; he surveys the crowd before lifting it above his head, whilst pyro shoots up from the stage.

Cole: Here comes The Judge Tazz who takes on Barry Gower at Capital Carnage.

Tazz: That’s right and this match is also very important to The Judge if he wants to return the mind games to Barry Gower, whilst VVV….well its hard to know what he is thinking, we know he is looking to destroy The Judge tonight but it might as well be anyone, he just wants to hurt someone.

The Judge rolls into the ring and returns the stare of VVV.

Cole: VVV is definitely a changed man, The Judge better expect the unexpected here.

The Judge and VVV continue to stare at each other the physical silence broken by Jordi Warner calling for the belll

Cole: And we are under way.

VVV suddenly bursts forwards with a clothesline but The Judge ducks and begins nailing VVV with a series of right hands, VVV angrily swings another lariat but The Judge ducks again and returns with a series of jabs to the head of Triple V, who lunges forward with a knee to the gut of The Judge who doubles over.

Cole: Quite the physical start out here both men venting anger on the other.

VVV grabs the head of The Judge and takes him into the corner, slamming his head on the top turnbuckle, before turning Commandant around and nails him with a devastating right hand which rocks The Judge back into the corner. Jordi Warner immediately admonishes VVV for the closed fist, but is met with an empty glance from VVV.

Tazz: I don’t think Vinnie quite respects the authority of Jordi Warner here.

Cole: Ooh, your not kidding, another vicious strike from Triple V

VVV props up The Judge and nails him with an uppercut, before Warner grabs the hair of VVV and pulls him out of the corner.

Cole: Here we go, we knew this would happen

Tazz: Jordi aint going to have VVV walk over him

Warner gets in the face of Vinnie before signalling to continue the match.

Cole: Defused situation there.

VVV turns back to The Judge and whips him to the opposite corner, before charging after him. Commandant grabs the top ropes and lifts himself up and out of the corner allowing VVV to charge into the corner. The Judge lands on his feet and waits for Vinnie to turn around before striking with a superkick to the head of V3 which knocks him over the top rope to the floor.

Cole: The Judge beginning to fight back here.

V3 stumbles but manages to land on his feet on the outside, turns still with the same expression on his face, and goes to climb back into the ring, but is floored by a baseball slide from The Judge, who turns and looks to the crowd who signal their approval.

Cole: What is this now, quite uncharacteristic from The Judge…

Commandant runs to the opposite ropes for momentum and dives through the ropes…

Tazz: Oh my God the suicide dive!

VVV rolls to the side out of the way allowing The Judge to hit the floor mats with a sickening splat.

Cole: Oh, nobody home on that one.

Vinnie picks up The Judge and grabs him by the throat…

Cole: Evil intentions no doubt coming!

….and throws him backwards into the ringsteps.

Tazz: Oh man there was no give in those steps.

VVV stares down at the frame of The Judge but is interrupted by Jordi Warner who gets in the face of V3 once more warning him to get back in the ring, VVV shrugs off the warning and turns to pick up The Judge slamming him into the barrier.

Cole: I don’t think this is how Jordi Warner wanted this match to go.

Tazz: I doubt The Judge is thrilled about it either!!

Warner stands with his hands on his hips and watches VVV lift and drop The Judge across the barrier once more, but suddenly he snaps and grabs the back of the head of VVV and throws him under the ropes into the ring.

Cole: Whoah who needs a ten count when you have Jordi Warner to officiate!

Tazz: He’s taking the law into his own hands now.

Warner slides back into the ring also and follows up on VVV yelling at him and pointing to the referee shirt.

Cole: Its pretty clear that Warner isn’t going to take any nonsense from Vinnie Vengeance!

Tazz: Its also allowing The Judge valuable time to recover.

Commandant slowly climbs up onto the apron, but VVV immediately pounces and tries to grab The Judge but V3 is hooked by Commandant who drops off the apron hanging Vinnie on the top rope, snapping him onto the mat.

Cole: The whiplash effect to the head and neck of Vinnie.

The Judge immediately scrambles into the ring and drops a quick elbow to the back of the neck of VVV, before stomping on the upper region of V3.

Cole: Jordi Warner not so quick to step in this time.

Tazz: It seems he’s going to let them go at it.

The Judge picks up VVV and slams him to the mat, before pausing and looking to the top rope.

Cole: The Judge not really the high flier he has already tried it and failed earlier.

Tazz: Well that’s not going to stop him trying again.

The Judge climbs the turnbuckle and waits for Vinnie to get up before jumping off with an attempted axehandle but V3 sidesteps and grabs the throat of The Judge.

Cole: Uh oh, you know whats coming next

Vinnie lifts The Judge into the air and slams him to the mat with great force.

Tazz: What a chokeslam!

Vinnie drops down and covers The Judge.

Jordi Warner hesitates slightly but begins the count.



One



Two..



Cole: No the kickout from The Judge.

Tazz: The count was unbiased though Cole.

Cole: Well lets get this straight, Jordi Warner may not like Vinnie Vengeance but he is going to respect the fate of this match, he is just going to utilise his own rules.

VVV gets up throws another look at Warner, before whipping The Judge to the ropes and lifting him over into an over head suplex, but Commandant floats over and hooks the waist of VVV, driving him to the mat with the German Suplex..

Tazz: The reversal from The Judge looking to get back into this match

The Judge picks up Vinnie and positions him into the Fishermans Suplex, lifts him over and down onto the mat, hooking the leg, and bridges into the pin.

Cole: Warner drops down to make the count!



One



Two



Cole: And a kickout from The Violence Bearer!

Tazz: The Judge is looking to put away Triple V early, he has a big match coming up, and he’s in with a guy with the mindset of VVV, he needs to be 100%

The Judge picks up Vinnie again, into the backdrop but VVV begins to fight out of it nailing The Judge in the head with a series of elbows which forces Commanant to drop V3, who lands on his feet, bounds towards the ropes and lays out The Judge with the clothesline from hell.

Tazz: Whoah he damn near took his head off.

Vinnie quickly picks up The Judge and drives him to the mat with the powerbomb.

Cole: Oh my what impact!

VVV walks over to the corner turnbuckle and removes the pad, exposing the metal, whilst Jordi checks on The Judge.

V3 walks back over to The Judge, picks him up and stares at him.

Tazz: Man its like Vinnie is in some sort of trance.

Cole: No doubt a violent trance.

Tazz: Erm yeah..

The Judge recovers though and drives V3 back into the corner, planting shoulder blocks to the gut of VVV, before throwing wild right hands and chops.

Cole: The Judge has been unleashed here!

VVV blocks a right hand and grabs the throat of The Judge pulling him to the corner and begins to choke Commandant.

Cole: The blatant choke here!

Jordi Warner quickly steps in and tells VVV to break the choke, but is instead met with a cold intense stare.

Warner shrugs before hooking the waist of Vinnie and lifting him out of the corner and drops him carelessly onto the mat.

Tazz: Uh oh….

Vinnie slowly gets up a look of rage in his eyes, turns to face the calm and collected Warner, before shoving him back against the ropes. Jordi rebounds and knocks down VVV with enormous shove.

Cole: It’s breaking down here!!

VVV gets back up but turns to face The Judge who is ready and lifts Vinnie into a spine buster.

Cole: Triple V needs to remember whom he is fighting out there!

Commandant rolls back up and scouts VVV before taking him down with a leg sweep takedown in to a leg lock.

Cole: The submission move!

Tazz: He’s too close to the ropes!

The Judge breaks the hold and gets back up but is met with a boot to the gut from VVV who scoots behind The Judge and locks on the Dragon Sleeper.

Cole: The Truth Hurts!!!

Tazz: It sure does Triple V has got it locked in!

The Judge struggles to escape but VVV pulls him into the centre of the ring, Commandant tries to break free but VVV still keeps the hold locked in.

Cole: The Judge is running out of options, we could have a submission here.

Commandant pauses and heaves VVV onto his shoulder, turns and slams him to the mat.

Tazz: Oh my God what strength shown by The Judge!

Cole: He reversed the Truth Hurts into a powerslam!

The Judge slowly gets back up and signals for something.

Cole: What is this now?

Commandant lifts VVV into the Razors Edge position and turns to face the opposite corner.

Cole: Could be going for the Trial By Fire!

The Judge starts to run but Vinnie slips out of the move, turns and aims a clothesline at The Judge who ducks and lunges forward with a Superkick.

Tazz: Oh my God!

Cole: Vinnie Vengeance just pulled Jordi Warner into the path of that kick.

The force of the kick knocks Warner back into the exposed metal turnbuckle

Tazz: The Judge has knocked Warners lights out!

VVV turns to see The Judge checking on the fallen Warner, crawls up behind him and nails a low blow to Commandant, who doubles over, turns and is caught by Vinnie who takes The Judge into a swinging sidewalk slam.

Cole: Dammit! No Escape connected to The Judge by Triple V!

Tazz: I don’t think that’s all he had in mind Cole!

VVV picks up The Judge, hooks both arms and lifts him into a tombstone position before dropping him onto his head.


Tazz: Gahh! Violent Behaviour that is devastating!

VVV rolls over The Judge and covers him..

Cole: Yeah well this is where Vinnies plan has back fired there is no one to make the count.

Tazz: Jordi Warner is still feeling the effect of that turnbuckle!

Cole: It sure has been…..Wait a Minute!!!

Tazz: Who the hell is this!!!

A figure enters the ring wearing a hooded trenchcoat, hiding his face.

Tazz: Could it be Barry Gower?

VVV gets up and turns to face the hooded figure, who runs at Triple V nailing him with a kick to the groin.

Tazz: Gah, oh man what a shot to the jewels of Vinnie Vengeance!

The hooded figure walks over to the rcovering Warner and stomps him in the back of the head

Tazz: What the hell?!

The individual then takes out an item from the trenchcoat, and nails the crouched Vengeance in the head with it.

Cole: What was that? Was that the TWOstars TV title?!

The figure pulls back the hood revealing himself to be Phillip Martin Atken.

Cole: Oh you have got to be kidding me!!

Tazz: What a cheap shot! Now what is he doing?!

PMA drags the frame of The Judge onto the fallen VVV, and places him into the cover, before taking off the trenchcoat to reveal a referee shirt.

Cole: No not like this!

PMA drops down and makes the count.



One


Tazz: He cant do this

Two



Three.


PMA calls for the bell, and raises the limp arm of The Judge.


TC: Erm…Here is your winner by pinfall The Judge Sid Commandant!

Cole: What have we just seen, that idiot Atken has screwed Triple V out of this match!!

PMA pulls The Judge off VVV and stands over him, one foot on V3s chest both arms raised, lifting the TV title into the air.

Tazz: Aw now look at this! The triumphant champion(!)

The Judge rolls out of the ring to check on Warner, as PMA drops to the mat slapping the face of VVV.

Cole: This is madness…Wait a minute!!

Tazz: Its Barry Gower!

The Judge picks up the sledgehammer from the floor and threatens it at Gower, who stands on the rampway and points at The Judge before leaving, who can be heard to respond to Gower..“We do this on my time”

Cole: The continuing tension between The Judge and Barry Gower here, and this idiot PMA is going to get what’s coming to him one day!


The Judge then sits on the floor mats nursing his neck bedside the groggy Jordi Warner as the camera fades from PMA walking up the rampway with a huge grin on his face to an ad break


Cut to Ad break

[Evil Gringo]

Coming back from the ad break we cut to the Future's dressing room to see Gringo, Trash, Holt and Darkstar in the confides of the luxurous room...

Gringo however isn't enjoying himself, he is pacing up and down in a fit of rage...

Gringo: First of all he calls out some essa... to take the *BEEP* out of me! I don't sound like that do I essa? Essa?

Trash: Not at all... I'd say your voice was a little deeper...

Gringo: Exactly essa! Then he punks him out... he thinks that he can do that to me essa! So he can knock out some scab hombre but I tell you essa! He ain't gonna get one over on the essa... Not some little chico, hell no!

Trash: Long Gring... We gotta go, we got a big match against Slim Jim and Prototype coming up... The King and the new US champion have gotta get their titles back you know... We need this ok? We gotta go... hold tight ok? Don't do anything stupid...

Gringo: Like what essa? Nah, I get you go guys, get ready... Bring back the win eh hombre...

Trash and Holt go to the door and open it to reveal Grish on the other side...

Grish: Gringo... can I speak to you... about Draven Cage?

Gringo: Hola homes, come in... Trash, Holt... good luck homes...

Trash and Holt leave to get ready for the main event... Grish comes in and sits down next to Gringo on the comfortable couch....

Gringo: Bit too close allegro chico... move up the couch little buerrero..

Grish: Right, Gringo... simple question... what is your responce to the actions of Draven Cage?

Gringo: Simple hombre... Capital Carnage, 31st of July 2005... Circle that date on the calender, remember in, log it in your journal, hell send your boss a memo... Because I want everyone to see, everyone to experience what I will do to you Cage...

Grish: And what will that be...

Gringo: Grish... you see what I did to his little bitch? That ain't nothing... He thinks I'm scared of some little elbow? Well what Cagey has to realise is that maybe I'll snap his shoulder with the Gringo Lock... Maybe I'll drop the bomb and end his world with the Death Star... Or maybe I'll just do the same to him... Put him in a wheel chair with a little Shock Therapy...

Grish: A wheelchair...

Gringo: Thats right chico... I'm gonna make him bleed, suffer, bruise... I am gonna torture him for every second he tortured my Mamacita... Everytime I see the scars on her back... Well Grish, it makes me angry... and you know what I do when I'm angry...

Grish: Gringo, wait... don't....

Gringo: Easy Grish... I'll show the world next week... next week I will send a message to Cage, to Pain, to the fans... to the WORLD essa... You don't *BEEP* with me, you don't *BEEP* with my women and you don't *BEEP* with my title essa... New move or not Draven... I'll find a new and special way essa to kick you ass... And then I'll see you in hell... Because remember... I am the fear in the dark and I am all THE FUTURE HOLDS! No get the *BEEP* outta here Grish... me and Darky got business to discuss essa...

Cut to...

[Christof]

Cut to a corridor where we see Tom "The Disciple" Trash and current King of the Ring, The Incredible Holt striding confidently, discussing their upcoming match.

TT: You know what man, we have nothing to worry about, I already beat these two last week on my own

Trash slaps his United States title, proudly displayed on his shoulder

Holt takes a look at the title, grins slightly before grunting

TT: Yeah that is true, The Chav did take out that Slimjiminininininator or whatever the goofballs name is. Maybe I should thank him by seeing if my sister Lou-Ann fancies hooking up with him

King Holt's face is a picture with this last statement

TT: What?

Holt just brushes Trash away as they continue to walk, passing various members of backstage staff

TT: No seriously what

TIH makes a gesture and starts to grunt when he is interupted

Incoming Voice: Well, well, well, if it isn't the King

Keith Jaxx is leaning against a wall in a half seductive and half perverted 70s PE teacher pose as Holt and Trash appraoch him

TT: Well if it isn't Speedqueen's buddy, what's the deal with you being here? There some young rookie unaware of your famous showering technique that you wanna catch out

Jaxx: Showers, me Keith Jaxx and you Tom Trash, allllllllllllllllllriiiiiiiiiiggggggggghhhhhhhht

Trash stomps as his face reddens, Jaxx chuckles

TT: WHAT? What the hell you trying to suggest freak boy. Now listen, I'm the United States Champion and you (Trash pokes his index finger into the chest of Jaxx) should be showing me some respect.

Jaxx gazes down at the finger of Trash, before brushing him away and straightening himself from the wall

Jaxx: Why what nice nails Trash, I wouldn't have associated a manicure with the likes of you. Where do you get them done?

The Disciple is purple with rage, he swings a right arm but Jaxx ducks only to be pinned firmly against the wall by The Incredible Holt

Jaxx: (struggling for speech) Well this is a predictament I could learn to enjoy.

Holt stares vermently, tighting his grip around the throat of Jaxx.

Jaxx: I mean I always did consider myself to be a queen and with you, King Ho....

Jaxx is stopped in his tracks by a swift knee to the gut. He lies at the side of the corridor haunched over.

TT: You twisted little freak, if we didn't have a match right now, well I for one would beat your ass within an inch of your freaky little life

Jaxx: Beat my ass you say..

Jaxx tries to chuckle but receives a venemous kick to the head from Trash before The Disciple turns, adjusts his belt and proceeds toward the ring with The Incredible Holt

Cut to Captial Carnage Pay Per View Information

[Christof]

Back from the Infomercial we see Darkstar with his feet up at his desk, viewing highlights of the Brett Banner match earlier this evening. Darkstar is on the phone.

DS: I couldn't agree more, his improvement of late has been superb, finally unleashing that dark streak.

Darkstar pauses, chuckling away at the reponse, writing some figures onto the notes upon his desk.

DS: 45% rise, wow, that's a good start, the fans really are buying his ****! I'll get the sweat shops to get their act together and make me some more

Darkstar laughs at this joke to himself

DS: No no no, it was a joke, you really think I'd have a freakin sweat shop in Nepal of all places, hell No! I'd have it in London, this place really is a pit full of worthless idiots

The crowd voice their dislike for this confidence

LOUD KNOCK ON THE DOOR

DS: One moment, I'm busy. (talks back to phone) Yeah it's probably the sweat shop owner now, with the contracts

KNOCKING INCREASES

DS: DIDN'T I TELL YOU I WAS BUSY? (back to phone) What do i have to do for some peace around he...

Darkstar is interrupted by his office door landing on the floor in front of his desk

DS: WHAT THE HELL? YOU CAN'T BREAK THE DOOR DOWN JUST BECAUSE I'M BUSY

Triple V strides through the now doorless door frame

DS: Ah now I understand. (to phone) I'll call you back. (To Vengeance) So Vinnie, care to explain what the hell just happened?

VVV: What happened? Haven't you seen what happened? That idiot network representative Akten just cost me a match against The Judge.

DS: Oh I see, well...

VVV: No I'm not finished yet DS, that ***** has been getting himself involved in my business for too long now, screwing me out of my Television Title and laughing at me ever since. So it's simple, I want that bitch in the ring, next week and I want my title back

The TWOstars owner leans back in his chair to consider Venegance's points, he flexes his hands before addressing VVV

DS: Well before you interrupted me, I was going to tell you how Phillip Martin Akten and his god forsaken Nutshot are pissing me off. Now I like you Vinnie, you're the kind of man that could go to the top in this business. A man that shouldn't be messed with, a man that shouldn't have to take any **** for a part time Network photocopy boy. So I'll make this simple for you, Next week you will not being facing Akten for the Television Title

Vinnie slams his fist into Darkstar's desk spilling Coffee onto DS's paperwork before getting his face up close to the TWOstars owner

VVV: Did I just hear you right? You think this guy is a ***** and you won't let me take care of the situation? You won't let me Violent Vinnie Vengeance reclaim what is rightfully mine?

Darkstar pulls himself away, surveys the damage before speaking once more

DS: Well Vinnie, if you would care to not interrupt me any further I'll finish what I was saying. I won't give you PMA next week because I am a businessman. I believe that nothing should be free, especially when I can make money from it. So I'll spell it out for you Triple V, next Sunday, Capital Carnage it will be yourself, Violent Vinnie Vengeance versus Phillip Martin Akten for the TWOstars Television Championship.

VVV stands back up to full height and starts to grin

VVV: Now that, that I like, finally some gold for Triple V

DS: Good, I'm glad that's sorted now if you could give me a moment Vinnie, I've got a phone call to resume.

Vinnie makes his exit, attempting to open the door before realising he was the cause for it's absence.

Darkstar clears the mess from his desk straight into a bin and picks up the phone

Cut to Commercials

[The B-Man]

Back from commercials

MC: Welcome back and well despite what we just seen backstage we still have a match to call here.

Tazz: Why was it turning you on?

MC: No damn it!

Tazz: You sound dissapointed.

MC: Well.... Drop it.

Ding Ding Ding

TC: The following contest is your main event and is scheduled for one fall.

“You don’t see the sign” hits the speakers causing the crowd to boo loudly as The Incredible Holt (With Sceptre) and Tom “The Disciple” Trash (With Trash Can) step out from behind the curtain.

TC: Introducing first, representing The Future, weighing in a total combined weight of 484lbs, they are the team of The Incredible Holt and Tom “The Disciple” Trash.

MC: Well what a match up this could be right here, Tazz with a difference in size and styles on display from both teams.

Tazz: No doubt about, Cole. And each man will be looking to impressive as the Pay Per View draws nearer.

Holt and Trash makes their way into the ring after Holt leaves his sceptre and Trash leaves his Trash Can at the announce position, with their music fading out shortly after.

TC: And their opponents.

“Death of Seasons” hits the speakers to a pop from the crowd.

TC: First, hailing from Raleigh, North Carolina, weighing in at 240lbs. Jim “The Prototype” Redman.

The camera pans to the titan-tron where we see Redman’s video package playing, showing mysterious shots of a darkly dressed man, in various states of running, looking around corners and stillness (similar to Edge’s video).

The camera moves backwards slowly to be engulfed in smoke. As the music kicks in, JR comes running out of the smoke causing another pop from the crowd.

MC: Here he is Tazz, Jim Redman and for a big guy he can certainly fly.

Tazz: And we will find out just how far he can fly, Cole, when Holt tosses him about that ring like a little rag doll.

MC: I for one don’t think it will be that easy, but Holt’s size and power will certainly be a major factor in this match.

He pauses for a second to look out at the crowd, and then sprints down the ramp. he slides into the ring, and turns onto his back and does a nip up to stare straight into the eyes of his opponent, all in one movement. he then climbs the ropes, and poses with both hands pointing up (his trademark pose) as the referee is keeping both Holt and Trash back.

“Death of Seasons” fades out as the arena lights go out and are replaced by smoke and spotlights that figure-8 the crowd

TC: And his tag team partner, from London, England, weighing in at 227lbs, Slim Jim!

The crowd pop huge for the local boy as he runs to the ring knocking fists with the fans.

MC: Slim Jim wasting no time in getting to the ring, Tazz.

Tazz: He must like the idea of getting throwing about the ring like a piece of garbage.

MC: We will see about that Tazz as both teams are deciding who should start this one off.

Both teams move to their respective corners as Holt and Slim Jim are the ones to leave the ring.

MC: Looks like it is going to be The Prototype and Trash to kick this one off.

Tazz: Tazz awards Michael Cole one spotters badge.

The referee calls for the bell as the action gets underway with both men sizing each other up. Trash quickly moves in behind Jimmy who then turns around straight into a picture perfect standing dropkick.

MC: Nice elevation on the dropkick, catching Redman right in the face.

Tazz: That’s how to hit them, Cole.

Trash backs off the ropes before coming back off them and hit Redman with a baseball slideesque dropkick to the face as he wa attempting to get back to a vertical base.

MC: Trash with a second dropkick right to the face of The Prototype.

Tazz: Another well delivered one at that.

Trash gets back to his feet where he pulls Redman up to his feet via the use of his hair.

MC: Trash showing no respect as he pulls The Prototype to his feet using his hair.

Tazz: This match isn’t about respect.

Trash whips Redman over to the corner occupies by Holt where he then moves across himself and tags The Green Destroyer into the action, much to the displeasure of the crowd.

MC: Here comes the muscle man of The Future.

Tazz: He is the muscle man of now, Cole.

MC: You know what I meant.

Holt brings Jimmy away from the corner and hooks him up into a front face lock from where he executes a delayed vertical suplex.

MC: What a suplex by Holt.

Tazz: Holt just delaying it for a few seconds to let the blood rush to the head of Jimmy Redman.

Holt allows Redman to get back to his feet where he scop him up and hits him with a powerslam before following it up with a pinfall attempt.

One

Two

Redman gets the shoulder up but Slim Jim came in to break the count up anyway as he was taking no chances.

Tazz: Slim Jim breaks up the count.

MC: I believe Redman kicked out anyway.

Tazz: Either way this match continues, Cole.

Both men get back up to their feet with Redman slightly behind Holt. The Prototype hits Holt with a number of kicks to each leg before backing off toward the ropes. Redman bounces back off the ropes and looks to take The Incredible Holt down to the mat via the use of a shoulder block, but Holt just stands and looks at him.

Tazz: Somehow, I don’t think that is the way to take this big man down, Cole.

MC: I think you’re right, but it looks like he is going to try it again.

Redman bounces off the ropes coming back off them with a second attempt at a shoulder block, which again doesn’t budge Holt.

Tazz: Another failed attempt.

Holt points at the ropes inviting The Prototype to have another try to which Redman obliges by heading towards the ropes. As Redman comes back off the ropes he avoids Holt’s clothesline attempt and continues his momentum off the opposite ropes, coming back off them he delivers a dropkick to the legs of Holt as he turns back round, causing the Big Greenie to fall to one knee.

MC: Nice move by The Prototype taking Holt down to one knee.

Tazz: But can he capitalize?

Redman runs toward Holt who gets back up to his feet and takes Redman down to the canvas with a clothesline.

Tazz: And to answer my own question, no.

MC: A big time clothesline, Tazz and how can anyone deal with this monster.

Tazz: That is the million dollar question.

TIH picks Redman back up to his feet and whips him straight into a short armed clothesline follow it up with a lateral press

One

Two

Jim comes in to break up the count but is quickly told to leave by the referee.

MC: Slim Jim makes the save.

Tazz: Is he making the save or is enjoying watching his partner getting destroyed?

MC: He is making the save, Tazz.

Tazz: Yes you say that, but is he really?

MC: What you trying to say, Tazz?

Tazz: Oh, nothing.

Holt grabs Redman back to his feet whipping him hard into the corner occupied by Trash. TIH follows up with a clothesline, which knocks The Prototype slightly out of the corner as Holt tags Trash in.

MC: Big time clothesline and here comes Trash, now.

Tazz: Time to take out the garbage.

Trash jumps up to the top rope springboarding off it and taking Redman down to the canvas with a bulldog.

MC: Springboard bulldog by The Disciple.

Trash rolls Redman on to his back and hooks the leg for the cover.

Tazz: And this could be the end right here, Cole.

One

Two

Th..., Again Slim Jim comes in to break up the count and once again he is chased back out of the ring by the referee.

MC: Again Slim Jim makes the save.

Tazz: He would make a great goal keeper.

MC: What?

Tazz: Well he keeps making saves, haha.

Trash helps Redman back up to his feet before whipping him toward the far ropes. The Prototype comes back off the ropes where he is rolled up by Trash into a pinning predicament.

One

Two

Redman reverses the roll up and it is now Trash getting pinned.

One

Two

Trash again reverses the roll up.

MC: Again with the reversal.

One

Two

Redman again manages to roll through pinning Trash.

Tazz: And again, who is pinning who here, I am lost.


One

MC: I believe The Prototype has Trash’s shoulders down at the minute, this must be very confusing for the referee.

Two

Trash kicks out and both men get to their feet where Trash looks to hit The Prototype with a kick to the mid-section only for Redman to have it scouted and grab his right leg.

MC: Trash looking for a quick boot the mid-section but Redman seen it coming.

Tazz: But did he see this coming?

Trash looks to hit Redman with a Dragon whip but the American ducks under the move much to the delight of the crowd.

MC: Yes he did, Tazz.

Tazz: He got lucky.

Redman hits Trash with a kick to the back of the leg before backing off and allowing The Future member to get back up to his feet where he hits him with a European Uppercut prior to sending him off the ropes. The Prototype backs off the ropes opposite of Trash and as both men come back to the centre of the ring they both have the same idea and hit each other with a clothesline.

MC: Oh god, both men with the same thing in mind and now both men are down.

Tazz: And the difference being here that Trash has a near 7ft monster to tag in and The Prototype does not.

MC: Slim Jim may not be 7ft tall, Tazz but he is one hell of a competitor and he can just as easily get the job done.

The referee begins to count both men out of the match.

1

2

3

4

5

Both men start to crawl toward their respective corners with the referee still utilising the count.

6

MC: Come on Jimmy.

7

8

Redman makes the tag to a HUGE pop from the local boy.

MC: Listen to this crowd, Tazz.

Tazz: It’s kinda of hard to not listen to them.

Trash tags Holt into the ring with Slim Jim quickly hitting him with a flying clothesline knocking him slightly off balance.

MC: Slim Jim wasting no time in attacking Holt.

Tazz: I personally can’t see how Jim is going to handle this Giant of a man.

MC: I think we are about to find out.

Jim grabs the right arm and looks to whip Holt off the ropes, however Holt uses his strength and reverses the move sending Slim Jim off the ropes.

MC: Holt with the reversal.

Tazz: Showing just how easy it is for him to use his power to reverse a move.

SJ comes back off the ropes sliding under Holt’s legs before getting back up to his feet and executing a drop kick to the Big Greenie as he turns back to face him.

MC: What a dr