TWOstars Xtreme TV 32 Sept. 29

[Twig]

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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A massive display of pyros lights up the entire arena. A camera pans quickly across an arena packed to the roof with screaming fans.

Cole: Good evening folks, and welcome to TWOstars Xtreme TV. We're coming to you live from the American Airlines Arena here in Miami, Florida. I'm Michael Cole, and with me as always is Tazz.

Tazz: That's right. And we've got so much action lined up tonite, that we're gonna skip the formalities and jump straight into our first match. The Brute: Bret Banner will be squaring off against a new addition to TWO stars: Twiggie. A man who's debut match is forever immortalized in the new TWOstars DVD - the many faces of Retromark. Some good exposure for the kid.

Cole: That's right Tazz, these two had a confrontation backstage last week, and Twiggie had an old fashioned sit-in on Darkstar's office until he booked tonite's match.

As if they've been waiting for Tazz and Cole to shut the hell up, the lights dim and we see the TWOtron displaying a red radiation symbol. It soon begins to spin. Dry ice seeps out from the entranceway and the ramp is bathed in an eerie, deep blue light. Prodigy plays over the PA system.

Tazz: Here comes the Serial Thrilla.

Banner steps out onto the entrance ramp, head bowed and covered by the hood of his blue and red boxing robe. He pivots around on one foot, arms outstretched, to reveal that the back of the garment is emblazoned with his symbol. As he makes his way to the ring he shrugs his shoulders and cracks his neck like a boxer as he psyches himself up for his match.

Chimmel: The following match-up is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring, weighing in tonite at 225 lbs. From Birmingham, England: Brrrrrrett … Baaaaaaanneeer!

He steps up onto the ring apron, pauses, then pulls the hood back to reveal his face.

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He enters the ring between the top and middle ropes and proceeds to pace like a caged tiger until the match begins.

His music fades out and the entire arena is suddenly bathed in multi-colored swirls. A moment later feint tribal drums can be heard. They slowly grow when suddenly they are stopped by the sound of a hand slapping a bass. A moment later both the drums and the bass kick in and keep a very fast pace. Twiggie bursts out from behind the curtain wheeling a large green recycling bin behind him. He pauses for a moment and appears to be mesmerized by the lights and the music. He shakes his head and stops; glaring straight at Banner. Twig continues down the ramp his eyes glued to Brett's, still pacing the ring. He pauses halfway down the ramp, and with a quick flick of his arm he snatches a fan's sign and stashes it away in his recycling bin. He shoots the fan an angry glance before continuing on to the ring.

Tony: And his opponent, from Nederlands, Colorado. Weighing in at 194 lbs. He is … Twwwiggiiiieeeeee!

Tazz: Oh, man! What is that smell?

Cole: I think its Twiggie.

Tazz: Well, I don't envy Brett gettin' in the ring with that.

Twiggie leaves his recycling bin by the steps, and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. The music stops and the lights return to normal. As soon as Twiggie makes it to his feet Banner rushes up to him and delivers a stiff forearm to Twiggie's head. Brett makes a sour face as they go punch for strike until Brett whips Twig into the ropes. He rebounds and jumps over Banner as he bends over for a back body drop. Twiggie hits the ropes and again comes back at the Brute, this time sliding between his legs. Twiggie's footing slips and he loses momentum. He makes it to his feet-

SLAM

Cole: Banner getting the early advantage with a powerful snap suplex on Twiggles.

Tazz: Well, Brett's got the weight advantage… Wait, Twiggles?

Cole: … Well… Uh… Hey, look! Banner's going for another!

Brett hits a second snap suplex, and then another.

Tazz: The Brutal One's looking to end it quick.

ONE





TWO





Cole: Twiggie managing to kick out, after a long two.

Brett gives Twiggie a fewkicks to the midsection and locks in a hold.

Cole: Twiggie's battling back out of a front face lock, and makes it to his feet!

Banner reels back from the blows. Twiggie hops to his feet to monkey flip Brett into the nearby turnbuckle, who then falls to the mat.

Tazz: Twig, making good use of the ring there.

Twiggie backs up, and as soon as Brett makes it to his feet closes in.

Tazz: DDT on the Brutal Brett Banner.

Cole: Twiggie dropping a couple elbows to the head of banner, before hopping on up to the turnbuckle.

Twiggie flies through the air and pumps his arms and legs in a lo-down. As he lands the fans yell in approval of the pain that was just inflicted.

Tazz: Twig is in a bad way! Banner was able to raise his knees straight to the gut of Twiggie.

Twiggie rolls around on the mat. Banner rises to his feet and locks in the submission.

Cole: Twiggie does not look happy in that strangle hold gamma.

Tazz: Banner's looking to make the kid tap.

Twiggie kicks his legs out to the side and hooks his foot on a nearby rope. The ref forces Brett to break the hold. Twiggie rolls away holding his throat.

Tazz: Twiggie seems to be having some trouble breathing.

Brett gives Twiggie little time to breathe, before he locks in another hold.

Cole: It's the Gammalock!

Tazz: He's gettin' serious!

He reaches out for the ropes, but is just barely unable to make it. He lifts his hand into the air and-









-punches his own head and nearly rips out a rather thick dread.

Cole: Twiggie's in some obvious pain.

Twiggie manages to stretch with his free hand to the bottom rope again. Rocking his weight towards the ropes his fingers graze along them. They spring up and down, until they are stopped by Twig's firm grasp. Banner is backed away by the ref after the hold is broken. Pushing the annoyance aside The Brutal One heads over to Twiggie, who's on his knees holding onto the ropes.

Cole: Banner temporarily blinded by Twiggerton's dreads.

Tazz: Yeah, he- What?

Cole: Aww c'mon Tazz. It's fun!

Twiggie hops on Banner's back. While Twiggie's locking in the takahajame Banner falls to his knees.

Tazz: It could end right here!

Cole: What? Who ever tapped to the takahajame?

Tazz: Well, nobody I guess… but hey usually pass ou-

Cole: Yeah, yeah. Okay.

Tazz: Watch it, Cole!

Banner lets out a roar as he powers up to his feet. A moment later he drops down onto his back.

Tazz: D'you know how to make a Twiggie pancake?

Cole: Like that!

Twig rolls around on his back in pain, and eventually makes it to the outside.

Cole: Looks like Twiggie bit off more than he could chew.

Tazz: He just needs a moment to re-group.

The ref starts to count Twiggie out, as Banner yells at Twiggie to get back in the ring.

ONE

Holding his back with one hand Twiggie makes a vague waving gesture at Brett.

TWO

Fans boo and yell at Twiggie to get into the ring. He responds by threatening to backhand one of them, before walking around to the side of the ring.

THREE

Cole: Once again TWOstars fans, if you have any sightings or information on Deadmanm to report. Then we urge you: please contact our appeal number that we'll be showing later in tonite's broadcast.

FOUR

Banner walks to the edge of the ring, and leaning over the top rope, grabs Twiggie and tries to pull him up by the hair. Twiggie, in turn, pulls Banner's legs out from under him and drags him to the outside. The Ref begins the count out, once again.

ONE

Tazz: Twiggie, on the outside stomping away at the Brute.

Twiggie catapults Banner into the barricade, and quickly sets up for a reverse DDT.

TWO

Cole: OH MY!! Quick thinking by Banner!

Tazz: Brett connected with that modified snap mare; tossin' Twiggie onto the barricade!

Cole: I think he's broken in half!

THREE

With Twiggie still on the barricade Brett picks him up into a back suplex, before rolling him into the ring. Twig stumbles to his feet as Banner locks in the submission from behind.

Tazz: Perfect Katahajamie from Banner.

Cole: Didn't you just call it a takahajame earlier, what's the difference?

Tazz: …The spelling…

The ref gets right up in Twiggie's face and asks him if he wants to submit.

Twiggie: No… NO!

Brett keeps the hold on for a long while and Twiggie starts to sink down. Banner goes down to a knee as he feels Twiggie loosing consciousness. As Twiggie's eyes close the ref lifts his arm and it falls. He lifts it again, and again it falls. He lifts it a third time and lets go.




Tazz: It could be over right here!





Life suddenly shoots through Twiggie, and he lets out a shout as he grabs the ref by the collar and yanks him. The skulls of Brett and the ref collide.

CRACK!

Tazz: Smart thinkin' by the Twig-man. He broke the hold and took the ref out in one fell swoop.

Cole: Pretty unsportsmanlike if you ask me.

Tazz: Well, if ya ask me, I'd call it two birds with one stone.

With a second wind Twiggie whips Brett into the ropes, and as he comes back, hip tosses him to the outside.

Tazz: Wow, this kid's innovative.

Banner naturally sells the rather large bump, while Twiggie steps through the ropes and hops to the floor, favoring one leg slightly. He strolls to his recycling bin, and opens it up. He wiggles his fingers in front himself as he peers inside.

Cole: I don't like where this is going.

Slowly, as if unsheathing a sword, Twiggie removes an aluminum baseball bat from the bin.

Cole: Wait a minute! I didn't think you could recycle a bat.

Tazz: Yeah, well, it is aluminum isn't it?.

Twiggie taunts Brett to get to his feet while taking a few practice swings. Brett makes it up, and Twiggie swings.








Cole: Banner just barely ducked that baseball bat!

The Brutal One rushes up to Twiggie and knees him in the gut, and set him up for the Side Effect. Twiggie breaks free and responds by ramming the base of the bat into Brett's kidneys, causing him to bend over clutching his side. The ref begins to stir as Twiggie swings the baseball bat like he's playing cricket.

CLANG!

Cole: Oh my! Twig nearly took his head off with that shot!

Tazz: I know! Pretty sweet, huh?

Twiggie drops the bat and rolls Banner into the ring as the ref blinks hard and rubs his eyes in an attempt to focus them. Twiggie slides in and goes for the pin. The ref drags himself over and slaps the mat.


…ONE…





…TWO…






Cole: NO! Not like this!






…THREE!


Tazz: It's over! Twig's won this one!

Cole: Stole it is more like it, and you know Banner's not going to be happy when he comes too.

Tazz: Its all about gettin' the 1, 2, 3 Cole. Nothin' else really matters. Stay tuned folks, we got plenty more where that came from.

Cut to clips of In Bed with Keith Jaxx.

[Telf]

Back from the clips of “In Bed with Keith Jaxx” to cameras backstage rushing towards Darkstars office as commotion can be heard…

Dave Meltzer is stood in front of the executive desk of the owner, randomly slamming his fist onto the shiny wood…

MELTZ: Darkstar, you know it, I know it, and everybody out there knows it!

DARKSTAR: And what would that be my dear Dave?

MELTZ: Don’t play these stupid games with me! Triple V had Holt beat last week and the cameras “conveniently” switched to another channel!

DARKSTAR: I think you need to take a few steps back here before you start making such ludicrous accusations!

MELTZ: Vengeance had him in the Dragon Sleeper! I heard him say I Quit!

DARKSTAR: Actually, the only time I saw a Dragon Sleeper in that match was when that monkey interfered. But okay, I’ll admit it, the monkey had no place at ringside so I can only apologise… In future, TWOstars security will ensure that no animals are allowed into the building

MELTZ: Bull (beep)! I demand Triple V gets another shot! And we want it tonight!

DARKSTAR: Once again, there you getting ahead of yourself… If you took any notice of any other part of this company, you’d see that our World Heavyweight Champion already has a title defence tonight. I plan for the future, Dave, and as it stands, Triple V doesn’t even figure

Da Meltz can’t stand the insolence of the boss anymore, he goes to turn round and leave…

DARKSTAR: One second, Dave. I’m happy to give Vengeance the night off, but you need to stay put. You’ll be joining Tazz and Michael Cole at ringside for commentary on the fatal four way for the number one contendership to your man’s Television title… Gives you a chance to scout your future opposition… Better skedaddle…

Meltz goes to leave once again

DARKSTAR: Oh and Dave, purely out of the kindness of my heart, I’ve got a few guys lined up to make their debut. One of them will get their chance next week… Let Vinnie know that any frustration he has can be taken out on him…

Da Meltz slams the door on the way out as the camera’s stay locked on the grinning face of the TWOstars owner

Cut to a TWOstars over sees tour promo

[Dante]

Back from Over Seas Tour Promo

Cole-Well, here we go. We’ve got one hell of a match coming up for you here tonight. Four of our best athletes are going to be competing for a number one contender spot for the TWOStars TV title.

Tazz-We have a special guest joining us for commentary tonight as well.

Cole-What? Who?

Tazz-You’ll see. Just get ready to be amazed.

Cole-Well whatever. Let’s just get underway.

Ring announcer-And your first contender…..

The quiet intro to "Death of Seasons" by AFI starts.

Tazz-What the hell?

Cole-This can’t be…….

There is a HUGE pop from the crowd at this because it could be…..

Redman's video starts playing on the TV screen, showing mysterious shots of a darkly dressed man, in various states of running, looking around corners and stillness (similar to Edge’s video).

Cole-IT IS!! THE PROTOTYPE!! Jimmy Redman is back!!

The camera moves backwards slowly to be engulfed in smoke. As the music kicks in, JR comes running out of the smoke. He pauses for a second to look out at the crowd, and then sprints down the ramp. He slides into the ring, 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) while the fans are screaming their heads off and cheering.

Cole-Would that be your special guest Tazz?

Tazz-Actually, no. It wouldn’t.

Ring Announcer-Contender number two........

“Gets this money” starts to play as the crowd starts booing, knowing this means Chris Eagles is on his way out here.

Cole- Oh great. This is just what this match needs.

Tazz- Cole, you’re just jealous you don’t have his money.

Cole- Yeah Tazz. THAT’S it.

Tazz - I know, that’s why I just said it.

As Eagles steps from behind the curtains, the pyros explode behind the Million Dollar Corporation man as he struts down the walkway to a chorus of boos and jeers. Eagles rolls in under the bottom rope and gets to his feet quickly, a sneer on his face as the crowd boo the "Richest Man on XTV".
"Gets This Money" stops playing as MDM climbs on the turnbuckle and starts taunting the crowd, who in return boo and jeer him. Eagles stands there looking around at the booing crowd with a grin on his face.

Ring announcer-And your third contestant…..

"Insane in the Brain" begins which indicates that the level of insanity is about to increase.
Arkham walks out onto the staging. He smacks the side of his head a couple of times before walking down towards the ring, the crowd cheering as he approaches the ring.
As he gets to ringside he uses the ropes to pull himself into the ring. He pulls on the top rope a couple of times as though testing that it's going to hold him and his opponent.

The crowd again pops for the arrival of the Insane One. Arkham walks around the ring and hugs Redman, happy to see him back on TV. Redman returns the embrace, and a trace of a smile can be seen.

Cole-Would you look at that? Arkham is the first to officially welcome Redman back to TWOStars TV.

Tazz-Its so cute, I’m about to throw up. Its like you and Jaxx only without the nudity.

Cole-How do you…..

A graphic flashes up on the Titantron. First it is just undistinguishable blurs, but soon it turns into an actual picture. A storm is seen and heard in the background. Lightning hits and thunder cracks loudly. The camera goes through the graveyard as the storm continues. Eventually several small shapes are seen in the background. As the camera approaches them, they turn out to be identical tombstones with names across them all. From left to right they read,
Sickness
Boyo
Omega Red
Draven Cage
Mickhail Mills
Chris Eagles
Jordi Warner
Chris2K
Behind the graves is a figure perched on the top of a Mausoleum. In the lightning flashes, the figure is revealed to be Dante, trench coat billowing out behind him. Lightning again strikes and at the same time lightning strikes in the arena. The crowd jumps at this as the all-too-familiar pyro explodes. F*cking Determined by Mudvayne is blaring through the arena as Dante walks from amidst the flames. The crowd again pops massively as Dante makes his way to the ring. He throws the guns again and 'shoots' each turnbuckle, making pyro blast out in succession as each one is 'hit'.

As Dante’s pops die down, Tazz’s “special guest” makes his way to the announce table. It’s none other than Dave Meltz.

Tazz-Scoot over, Cole. Give the man some room to sit.

Cole-Oh great.

Dave Meltz picks up a headset as he sits down.

Meltz-Why thank you gentlemen. And a fine evening to you.

Dante, Redman, and Arkham all stare at Eagles, who is across the ring. Redman charges and levels Eagles. Dante begins to scale the ropes. Arkham then delivers a leg drop, and Dante follows with a top rope elbow drop.

Cole-Man Eagles is in a bad way here.

Tazz-That isn’t fair. It’s a four man battle in there. Not a three-on-one handicap.

Meltz-Yeah, how am I supposed to scout with this going on?

Cole-What? You’re scouting here?

Meltz-No. Never mind.

Eagles is still beginning to rise as Redman lifts him the rest of the way. He whips him into the corner and then charges after him and climbs the turnbuckle. He starts pounding his head as the crowd counts…..

ONE….

TWO….

THREE….

FOUR….

FIVE…..

SIX….

SEVEN….

EIGHT….

NINE….

TEN!!

On the tenth, Redman jumps off the turnbuckle as Eagles flops to the floor. Arkham picks him up and….

Cole-Arkham PLANTS Eagles with a power bomb there.

Arkham drops and goes for a cover.

The ref drops and starts the count.


ONE…..




TWO…..





THR…..


Tazz-NO. Redman pulled Arkham off.

Arkham looks at Redman like he’s been slapped in the face. Eagles regains his feet and meets a rushing Dante with a dropkick. Meanwhile, Arkham and Redman have started to shove each other. Redman hits Arkham with a stiff right to the face, and they unleash a flurry of punches upon each other. Eagles is again on his feet as well as Dante. They tie up with Dante whipping Eagles to the corner. Dante runs and....

Cole-Stinger Splash in the corner by Dante. Now he’s going up top….
Meltz-That can’t be a wise move.
Tazz-I've got to agree with you there, Dave.
Dante leaps to deliver another flying elbow to Eagles. He leaps and is met with nothing but canvas. Arkham has just picked up Redman and tries to power bomb him. Redman reverses this into a beautiful hurricarana. Eagles, who is now standing, picks up Dante and delivers a vertical suplex. Eagles drops to make a cover.

Cole-Cover here.

ONE……






TWO……

Redman pulls Eagles off Dante. They stand and Eagles whips Redman off the ropes. Redman charges and goes for a clothesline that gets ducked. Redman is hit with a Big Boot from a now-risen Arkham. Dante is also up and he delivers a Scorpion Death Drop to Eagles. He again rises and kicks a prone Eagles in the ribs. Redman has gotten to his feet and chop blocks the bigger Arkham.

Cole-Dante locking in the Rings of Saturn on Eagles.

Tazz-He'd better look out though….

Redman has run to the ropes and comes off to deliver a kick to the face of Dante, who in turn releases the hold. Redman attempts to make the pin on Dante.

ONE……







TWO……





TH….

Cole-Dante kicks out after a long two count.

Meltz-Well isn’t this just interesting? Hopefully they’ll take themselves out so Triple V doesn’t have to do any work.

As the pinning attempt is going on, Arkham and Eagles have started to go at it. Eagles delivers a boot to the gut of Arkham and doubles him over. He then delivers a stiff right to the face of Arkham. Arkham rises and gets a rather pissed-off look.

Cole-This doesn’t look good for Eagles.

Eagles again delivers a stiff shot to the Insane One, who keeps the same look on his face. Eagles is getting a bit worried as he delivers another shot. Arkham catches his hand, pulls him in, and picks him up, delivering a brutal spine buster. Redman and Dante however, are brawling opposite them. After exchanging a few chops, Dante kicks Redman in the stomach, bending him over. He then proceeds to DDT Redman. Arkham lifts Eagles onto his shoulders and goes to drop him, but Dante yells something at him. Arkham smiles and holds Eagles up.

Tazz-I don’t like this at all.

Meltz-Well whatever. Someone’s got to lose.

Dante is now up on the turnbuckle crouched, while Arkham still has Eagles on his shoulders. Redman watches on in amazement as Dante leaps from the top rope. Eagles' eyes open in horror as Dante….

Cole-SHINING WIZARD BY DANTE!! HOLY CRAP! DID YOU SEE THAT?

Tazz-Big freaking deal. They’re cheating. Its supposed to be every man for himself. Not two on one.

Meltz-That was impressive. Not as impressive as your current TV champ, but not bad.

The impact of it staggers Arkham, who lands on his back on top of Eagles. Dante is also on the ground. Redman see the opportunity and goes for the pin on Arkham.

ONE…..






TWO…..





THR…..

Cole-Arkham kicks out.

Redman is undeterred by this and goes over to Eagles to get a cover.


ONE…..





TWO……






THRE……

Arkham pulls off Redman. Redman looks at him in disbelief. They get up and start fighting, with Redman getting clotheslined over the ropes. Arkham follows him. Eagles is up and see his opportunity on a groggy Dante. He goes over to a corner and waits for Dante to rise to his feet.

Tazz, Meltz, and Cole-WHAT THE HELL?

Cole-That’s Benjamin Black. What is he doing here?

Tazz-Well isn’t it obvious Cole? He’s going to cheer on his teammate.

Cole-This isn’t fair! He’s not involved here. This isn’t his match.

Tazz-Well it looks like Eagles is going to get some help.

Whilst Arkham and Redman are brawling on the outside, the ref is busy trying to corral them back into the ring. Redman’s head bounces off the ring post after a hard whip from Arkham. As the official rolls out of the ring to try and restore order to them, Black jumps in the ring. Eagles smiles at his ally and tells him to pick up Dante, which Black obediently does.

Cole-This doesn’t look good for Dante. Not with that goon in the ring to help Eagles.

Tazz-Well it was three on one against Eagles earlier, and you said that was fine. Now its TWO on one and you’re complaining about it being unfair. You can’t have it both ways.

Meltz-Well word around back says he only goes one way and that’s….

Cole-BLACK isn’t involved in this match. The other three were.

As Eagles sets up for the Final Payment and comes forward…..

Tazz-WHAT? WHY? HOW?

Cole-Black just punched Eagles in the face!! He threw Dante aside and hit Eagles! I thought Black was his ally. Is he….I think Eagles is out cold here...he’s out cold! Now what’s Black doing? He’s unrolling something. Is that...it’s a roll of quarters! That’s irony for you.

Black unrolls the quarters before dropping them on Eagles. He then rolls out of the ring. Eagles is still laying prone on the mat. Arkham and Redman are still brawling on the outside. Redman has now gained control and is pummeling Arkham. He picks up Arkham and brings him on to the Spanish announce table. After much strain…..

Cole-German suplex through the table there by Redman!! He and Arkham are down.

Tazz-Dante is up it seems. COME ON EAGLES! GET UP!

Dante gets up and surveys the carnage around him with a hint of confusion on his face. Seeing Arkham and Redman laying on what used to be a table, and Eagles laying on the ground, he shrugs and scales the turnbuckle.

Cole-Dante going for the Killshot here, although I think he could just have pinned.

Tazz-No, he has to show off here. I HOPE YOU MISS AND BREAK YOUR NECK!

Cole-You’re supposed to be unbiased here.

Meltz and Tazz-SHUT UP COLE!!

Dante leaps from the turnbuckle and delivers the Killshot. Eagles doesn’t move, and his state of consciousness is debatable. Dante goes for the pin. The ref, who after the suplex has given up on Arkham and Redman, drops to make the cover.



ONE……




Redman rises and stumbles to the ring



TWO…….








He lunges for Dante’s foot but falls just short.




THREE!!!!!


Cole-Well Dante is your winner and new number one contender for the TV Title . Lets take another look at what set this up.

The replay of Eagles getting clocked with the quarters is shown, followed by Redman’s German Suplex through the table, and Dante’s Killshot.

Dante rises and has his arm raised by the ref as F****** Determined by Mudvayne begins to play throughout the arena.

Meltz-Well, I’ve seen what I need here. Bye gentleman.

Meltz rises and walks to the back, leaving Tazz and Cole alone.

Tazz-Freaking cheater.

Cole-Like it or not, Dante is the new number-one contender.

Cut to Holt vs. Jaxx video package.

[Christof]

Back from Holt vs Jaxx promo we see The Incredible Holt, World Championship belt around his waist striding confidently through the backstage area, TWOstars owner Darkstar at his side, holding a TWOstars clipboard. United States Champion Tom Trash is nowhere to be seen.

The crowd erupts in a crescendo of boos aimed at the champion as he stops and allows Darkstar to advance to the gorilla position.

MC: Stay tuned folks; we’ve got the contract signing for No Mercy next

Tazz: It’s gonna be huge Cole, I can feel it

Cut to Survivor Series ticket infomercial

[Boyo]

Cuts to a shot of Boyo and Sickness, The Dark Alliance, standing with Mean Gene Okerlund backstage: Mean Gene has a mic in his hand and is holding it towards Boyo.

MGO: Hullo folks, you are watching TWOStars XTreme TV and I am "Mean" Gene Okerlund and these two guys -

Mean Gene nods towards the DA

MGO: - these two guys are The Dark Alliance, Sickness and Boyo. And-

Boyo (snatching the mic): Well lemme tell you sumthin, Mr Mean; do you know who this man is right here?

Boyo slaps Sickness on the chest

MGO: Well, ye-

Boyo: Do ya?

MGO: That's Sickness, isn't it?

Boyo: WRONG, Mr Mean! This isn't just Sickness. This isn't Mr Sickness, Mr Sick, Mr Marbles, Mr Mojo or Mr Magnificent. This right here, is Mr Meniacal, Mr Machine, Mr Massacre. This right here is the most deadly, the most dangerous man alive in professional wrestling today.

Sickness bites his bottom lip and blood runs down his chin. Sickness grins inanely and the camera without blinking, the scene is uncomfortable for the viewers.

Boyo: This man here is the TWO and the ERE Ultimate King-of-the-Ring 2005. This man here is one half of THE. Most dangerous and technically proficient tag team artists the modern era of wrestling has ever seen.

MGO: I-

Boyo: Shut your mouth! This is not a man to be taken lightly, Mr Mean. If you take this man lightly Mr Mean, or any of you egotistical butt-reeks in the locker room back there - IF you take this man here lightly I promise you that this man here will eat your children. And your children's children. And their children. And by that I mean that you know NOT to take this man lightly. This man here, Mr Sickness, is a wrecking machine and he is not going to stop wrecking lives, wrecking careers, making orphans of wrestler's children, until he, and The Dark Alliance, get his and our hands on all the championship gold that is rightfully ours!

MGO (looking at camera): That's quite a statement from The Dark Alliance, folks! Sickness and Boyo mean business, and TWOStars should take heed!

Boyo: You damned right, Mr Mean, and Judge, let me tell you this you no-good moral caped crusader. You don't worry Mr Sickness, you don't worry Boyo. We'll see you in the ring tonight!

MGO: You can also catch Boyo in the ring "In Bed" with Keith Jaxx later on this evening!

Boyo and Sickness stop and look at Mean Gene. Sickness glances at the camera quickly and raises and eyebrow.

Boyo: What?

Mean Gene shows him a schedule card

Boyo (muttering): Lemme see that!

Boyo looks at the card and his face drops.

Boyo: You're kiddin' me, right..?

Cuts back to main part of show.

[Christof]

Back from the promo. The camera shoots around the arena, showing the TWOstars ring decked out with a plush red carpet, a table set up centre of the ring and leather executive chairs either side of it.

Cole: Welcome back fans everywhere to the sold out American Airlines Arena here in Miami, Florida, we’re just about to witness the contact signing for the main event at No Mercy

Tazz: The Incredible vs the self proclaimed Future of the business Cole, I can’t wait!

Cole: Lets take you back now to last week, the moments that led to Barry Gower becoming the number one contender


Suddenly, Banner lunges for Barry Gower's left arm and goes for a Reverse Armbar Takedown. He manages to drive Gower to one knee, but The Future is not going down that easily. He starts to stand, then deftly twists his body to reverse the hold into a Hammerlock on Brett.

Tazz: Gower taking control here.

In another deft, technical switch of hold, BG cups the back of Banner's head with his right hand and pushes him down and around into a Double Underhook.

Michael Cole: Uh-oh, Gower going for The Invention now.

But as The Future tries to lift Banner up for the Shoulder Breaker, he pedals his legs and fights against it. He tries again and once more Brett manages to struggle enough to make carrying off the move impossible. BG switches tactic and releases his Double Underhook grip, simply smashing clubbing blows down onto the back and shoulders of The Brute.

Banner stands up suddenly, batting away Gower's arms and providing some clubbing blows of his own in the form of more smashes to The Future's chest. He backs Gower into the ropes and pushes him against them, giving a little more impetus to the whip across the ring.

As Gower comes hurtling back towards Brett after having rebounded off the ropes on the far side of the ring, Banner swings at him with a Clothesline. The Future of the Business has this scouted out and ducks under, spinning on his heel before The Brute has time to realise what has happened, let alone turn around.

In a show of power, Banner is smoothly hoisted up into a Torture Rack position.

Again comes the mixed reaction from the crowd, many booing the apparent imminent win of the MDC member, but also quite a few showing their approval.

But it's not to be. In much the same way as he escaped the Top Rope Burning Hammer, Brett struggles free of this one, landing on his feet alongside Gower.

The Brutal One swings for The Future and Gower, showing his speed as well as his ability to read an opponent, ducks once more.

This time there is no delay, Banner is carried up to Gower's shoulders then brought viciously back down to Earth again in a fluid motion.

Michael Cole: Burning Hammer! Burning Hammer on Brett Banner! That spells the end for anyone! Nobody has kicked out of the Burning Hammer!

Tazz: Are you sure, Cole? I seem to remember--

Michael Cole: No, no - I'm quite sure, Tazz.

Nick Patrick drops for the count as Barry Gower hooks a leg for the pin.

ONE...

...TWO...

...THREE!

Michael Cole: And there we have it! Barry Gower is the Number One Contender for the TWOStars World Heavyweight Championship title!

Tazz: Looks like he really may well be The Future of the Business, Cole!

Chimel: Your winner, and neeeeeww Number One Contender... "The Future" Barry Gower!

Cole: This could be the biggest challenge in The Incredible Holt’s TWOstars career Tazz, one on one with the man that can seemingly pull moves out of thin air

Tazz: I dunno about that Cole, I mean King of the Ring five matches in one night, Summerslam in a six way Elimination Chamber. It’s going to be tough no doubt about it Cole but biggest challenge of a man’s career may be pushing it

Cole is stopped in his tracks as 'Break Stuff' by Limp Bizkit signals the arrival of only one man

A jet of flame shoots down the centre of the walkway towards the ring. As it dies down a figure dressed in a black trenchcoat appears at the entrance to the walkway. The fans start to boo as the owner of TWOStars stalks down to the ring, his face almost dead.

TC: Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome the owner of TWOstars, Darkstar

Darkstar strides into the ring and takes the mic from Chimmel before beckoning him from the ring

The crowd gets on the owner’s cases straight away as the music subsides only to be replaced by a DARKSTAR SUCKS chant

DS: Oh please, you’re too kind. I mean you’ve paid what 30 dollars each at least to come here and tell me I suck?

More heat from the crowd

DS: It’s great you know; I feel I should thank you all, maybe TWOstars will offer free reading classes for all the immigrants working here in Miami.

The partisan crowd start chanting ASSHOLE at Darkstar who in charade raises his sombrero to them

DS: Now that you’ve got that out of your stupid little system lets get back on with the show. On October 30th in Sydney Australia we will be presenting No Mercy from the Telstra Stadium. That’s right folks; the Australians can fill an 83000 stadium, unlike you pauper Dolphin fans

Cole: The TWOstars owner seems a touch annoyed tonight Tazz

Tazz: Wouldn’t you be if you were stuck in Florida?

DS: No without further ado, let me introduce the man that shall be defending his World Heavyweight Championship in four weeks time. Ladies and Gentlemen, The Incredible Holt

“You don’t see the signs” plays and the arena becomes a sea of Green and Black

The Silent Destroyer makes his way from the back curtain and stands at the top of the ramp, belt around waist. He takes a couple of paces forward, the camera showing the caption – THE INCREDIBLE HOLT – TWOSTARS WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION before a waterfall of white pyro masks Holt and the ramp from view before the champ marches through.

The champ seems unflustered by the crowd’s dislike as he makes his way down the ramp

Tazz: Now that’s a game face on if ever I’ve seen one

Holt strides up the steps and between the ropes into the ring, straddling one turnbuckle and saluting the crowd by raising both arms high

Cole: I have no idea who he is playing to Tazz, he must know that not one fan in this building likes him

Tazz: They may not like him Cole, but respect, that is something else.

Marc B and Blade dies out as the arena returns to normal, King Holt stands, starring at the contract on the table.

DS: A word from the champ?

DS points the mic towards the champ who offers him a wry grin to the slight amusement of the crowd

DS: You gotta try eh?

The owner walks over to his Future colleague, taking his championship belt when handed and placing it on the table, alongside the contract on the Champ’s side of the table

DS: Now, introducing the man who in Sydney Australia will attempt to become a World Champion for the first time, Ladies and Gentlemen the Number One Contender, Barry Gower

Suddenly the arena goes pitch black; some emergency lighting kicks in, showing mild panic on the Owner’s face

Tazz: What the?

BONG!




Tazz: Is that?

Cole: It couldn’t be



BONG!





The crowd don’t know how to react so stay ominously silent





BONG!

You're gonna pay' hits and the crowd boos like mad as Deadman slowly walks out onto the staging area. Deadman stops at the top of the ramp way

Cole: IT IS! It’s Deadman, the Owner of Extreme Revolution Entertainment.

Tazz: Isn’t that former owner? And wasn’t he last seen outside a 7-11?

The music quietens slightly as Deadman starts to stride slowly to the ring

Tazz: What the hell does he want?

Cole: Well TWOstars has been a major part of a worldwide appeal to locate the former Ex-Rev owner, maybe that campaign is testament to the fact he’s here tonight

Deadman continues to slowly pace down towards the ring, keeping his head down, seemingly not wanting to make any eye contact

DS: What the hell are you doing here? This ain’t Ex Rev! If you’ve not noticed we’re in a sold out arena for a start

Deadman raises his arm and with a CRACK a bolt of lightning appears from behind Darkstar

DS turns around shocked and then realizes the lightning was in fact a lame pyrotechnic from the Incredible Holt’s entrance and kicks it out of the ring

DS: See, you’ve got no power now! The trick sucked when you could do it, now it’s as convincing as the Paul Daniels magic show

Deadman continues to pace slowly down the aisle, seemingly not hearing the TWOstars owner berate him

Cole: Looks like the EX-Rev owner has lost a few pounds

Tazz: Seems six inches shorter as well Cole

Cole: Riiiiiiiiigggggggggght

DS: Yeah that’s right Andrew, go back to your stupid internet cafes, back where you are safe, you carry on hiding from your family, the bailiffs, the unpaid wrestlers, hell I had to sub the Dark Alliance because you screwed them over so bad

Deadman stands short of the ring looking at the apron. In one move he jumps up but misses the apron, landing in a heap

DS (laughing): Washed up old has-been, how many bottles of old jack has it been this week? You aren’t what you were now quit wasting my time

Tazz: Not the athletic force he once was Cole, that’s for sure

Cole: I can’t believe the transformation Tazz, we’ve not seen him since June but I’ve never seen a man get out of shame so quickly

Tazz: Dusty Rhodes

Cole: He was never in shape

Tazz: You got me there

Deadman is back on his feet, brushing himself down before he leaps again. The crowd gasps and then cruelly laughs as the disheveled former E-fed owner continues to humiliate himself

DS: Seriously, you get out or my personal security here will have great pleasure in escorting your drunken ass out of my arena

Deadman removes the ring step and places it in front of the apron, he steps wearily onto the base, momentarily catching his breath

Tazz: Man, Deadman’s already blowing up here Cole, whatever happened to him?

Deadman steadies himself before successfully leaping onto the apron, the crowd cheers ironically and the former Ex-Rev owner steps through the ropes and beckons for the house lights to return

The arena stays pitch black as Darkstar can be heard laughing into his microphone, the Incredible Holt now steps around the table to get a closer look

DS: Really, how washed up are you, dumb jackass, shall we give you one more go?

The crowd is now lapping up the antics of the TWOstars Owner; no pity is being shown for the former E-fed owner

Deadman raises his arms again and after a pause the arena slowly returns to light



DS: WHAT THE HELL!



Cole: IT’S RETROMARK TAZZ! DEADMANMARK EVEN!

Tazz: WHAT THE! Why the hell is that dumbass punk doing interrupting this contract signing

Cole: How would I know Tazz?

Tazz: I dunno, you seem to be friends with most of the freaks around here

DS: WHAT IN GOD’S NAME ARE YOU DOING HERE? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING HERE?

Deadmanmark just grins but is cut short but a stiff boot to the gut from the TWOstars world champ who grabs the serial impersonator as he bounces of the ropes and raises him high above his head



CRUNCH!

Tazz: INCREDIPLEX COLE! INCREDIPLEX

The table is split in two as Deadmanmark goes crashing through with a sickening impact, Darkstar lands a kick to the ribs of the tag team champion before Holt picks him up and throws him over the ropes



THUNK!


Tazz: Now that’s unlucky!

Deadmanmark recoils and clasps his ribs

Cole: Let’s see if we can get a replay of that

The XTV double feature (sponsored by Taco Bell) shows Deadmanmark landing front first on the ring step base he had placed outside to make his entrance

DS: Now enough of this crap, Ladies and Gentlemen and there better be no more stupid stunts, the number one contender – Barry “The Future” Gower

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

Tazz: Looking sharp tonight Cole, I reckon its Armani

Cole: Gower certainly doesn’t looked dressed for action tonight as his ever present manager Ted Dibiase watches on

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

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

Cole: Quite a ceremony here from the self proclaimed Future of the Business

Tazz: Well when you’re the number one contender you gotta be prepared for the limelight and Gower is certainly prepped

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.
Gower strides to the centre of the ring, looking The Incredible Holt in the eye as they stand separated by the decimated table

DS: Well gentlemen, I would say take a seat but it’s hardly practical

Dibiase and Darkstar share laughs, Holt raises an eyebrow slightly, as ever hardly giving off a signal

DS: This contract (handing to Gower first) is a contact for a one fall standard one hour time limit match for four weeks time at No Mercy. This contract states that the title will only change hands via pinfall or submission. Now gentlemen

Gower reads over the contract, pulling in Dibiase momentarily before adding his signature to the contract and handing it back to Darkstar

Darkstar views the contract again before handing the contract and pen over to the champ

In a move that some would have thought him incapable of, the TWOstars champ reads over the contract and readies the pen when

The lights dim and the crowd buzz as Not Listening by Papa Roach booms through the in house speakers.... Brooding dark red and green lights flash and spiral around the ramp and ring and pyro explodes as the Evil Gringo emerges from the back, eyes full of rage, ready for war with his Mamacita, Becki standing proudly behind her man...

The crowd go wild on seeing the Mexican Sensation who remains at the top of the ramp, mic in hand.

Tazz: Gringo, what the hell does he want?

Cole: Well Tazz he has a mic so I think we might just find out

DS: PINGU GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ARENA AND OUT OF MY BUSINESS. RIGHT NOW WE’RE HAVING A CONTRACT SIGNING FOR THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH AT NO MERCY, SOMETHING YOU MY LITTLE MEXICAN FRIEND ARE NOT PARTY TO

EG: Wo wo wo essa, calm down. Take it easy homes, you know as well as I do that the Gringo, everything is his business. And seeing as you didn’t recall I won the right to a world title shot at Halloween Havoc so right now I’m the number one contender so I will be having my shot at No Mercy

The crowd erupts at the chance of seeing Gringo take on his old stable mate Holt

DS: No Gringo, Gower is the number one contender

EG: I’m the number one contender

BG: No I’m the number one contender

EG: I’m the number one contender

BG: No I’m the number one contender

EG: I’m the number one contender

BG: No I’m the number one contender

DS: ENOUGH! I’ve had it, Gringo you are not the number one contender, you have no right to a title **** and if you don’t hit the road I will personally escort you and that cheap bitch of yours out of the building

"Perfect Strangers" - Deep Purple signals the arrival of the Network Rep and the crowd goes absolutely wild as Akten steps out onto the ramp and embraces Gringo with a manly hug

PMA: Now I couldn’t help myself but notice we have a situation here

DS: Akten get your nose out of my business

PMA: Your business? Let me assure you Paul that anything that is your business is
indeed mine.

Darkstar starts pacing the ring, kicking at the ropes in annoyance

PMA: Now as I was saying. I saw that Gringo has a valid case, his victory over yourself Paul at Havoc, despite not using any finishers means that he is a number one contender. But I also see that Mr. Gower has a valid case, he is also a number one contender.

Darkstar leans on the top rope moving inaudible expletives at Akten, glaring up the ramp

PMA: So as the Network Representative it’s up to me to find a solution. So tonight we will have a match, to decide the true number one contender for the World Heavyweight Champion. It shall be the Future of the Business, Barry Gower versus The Mexican Sensation, Evil Gringo.

Darkstar is laying waste to a turnbuckle in frustration at PMA’s antics

PMA: Now that is what I call, ratings.

PMA chucks the microphone done and leaves the ramp with Evil Gringo and his Mamacita. Dibiase is remonstrating with Darkstar in the ring before being pulled away by Gower.

Cole: Well folks, huge news, Number One contendership match is here tonight
XTV graphics show

Darkstar continues to have a tantrum in the centre of the ring, chucking over the leather chairs

Cut to Triple V promo

[MrFill]

Back from the promo, we're in the corridor outside of the EMT's room.

DMark is laying out cold on the gurney as several medical technicians run around him.

The crowd gives a mixture of cheers (for Retromark) and boos (for the actions of Holt putting him here). Arkham comes running in with a worried on his face.

Arkham: Deadymanmark, Deadymanmark - I here for you.

The big man bumps into one of the medical team, which then knocks over a tray of medical equipment.

As Arkham looks concerned at his tag partner, from behind can be heard a little chuckle - the big man turns around to see Warner standing in the doorway.

Arkham: You laugh at Deadymanmark injure?

Warner: I feel sorry for you, your "partners" seem to always get injured, I'm surprised you managed to hold onto those tag championships for so long.

Arkham: Taggie belts ours, we good at holding them.

Warner: Have you even DEFENDED them?

Arkham: We not had to defnen... um... dufoi... erm... fight to keep them yet.

Warner: And now your "friend" is injured, you'll be hiding again.

Arkham steps forward, puffs out his chest and places his hands on his hips.

Arkham: Me not scare for anything - I strong and big, and friend always beside - we shows you.

Warner: Care to put your gold where your mouth is? And not the joke one you wear, but the REAL gold.

Arkham: I and friend show you - we beats you up at Pays Pee View.

Warner: With him injured? What a joke.

Arkham: Friend be there - Deadymanmark injured, but other friend come. We not joke - we beats you up, easilily.

Arkham steps forwards towards Warner.

Warner: Hah, you're on - we'll easily beat you at No Mercy and strip you of the gold.

At this point the crowd boo as Boyo suddenly steps into view.

Boyo: Hold on there Mr Warner - what makes you think that you should get a tag title shot?

Warner: If it isn't Boyo, one half of the ex-Champions - You lost to these idiots, so you think you're good enough?

Boyo: Look, chump, we never had our rematch - so WE should be the ones getting the rematch, not some jumped up idiot who has suddenly decided that he wants a tag match. The Dark Alliance are the greatest tag team to ever grace the pro wrestling industry.

Warner just laughs. He points towards Arkham and RM laying on the gurney.

Warner: Have you seen the team that BEAT you? Yet you're the greatest team? I could beat you anytime, but even stuck with the Judge at my side, you don't stand a chance.

Boyo: In that case you wouldn't mind...

Arkham: Me still here, not ignore me.

Boyo: Oh shut up, you idiot.

Arkham: Me no shut up - me beat you before, me do it again. In fact, I and friend beat all you, you see.

Warner: All of us? You want to make this a 3 team elimination match?

Arkham: Us great team, we beats you all.

Boyo: Sounds like a match to me - I look forward to getting OUR Gold back.

Boyo turns and strides off, a big "cat that got the milk" grin on his face, Warner looks slightly annoyed that Boyo interfered with the match.

Fade to a Don't Try This At Home promo thing.

[The B-Man]

Back from promo we cut to a shot of the ring, which has a big pink bed with Keith Jaxx already in it, holding his patented Dildo style mic.

Jaxx: Hello Boyz and welcome back to TWO Xtreme!!!!!

Huge pop from the crowd.

Jaxx: Tonight Keith Jaxx is going to get Down and Dirty with another TWO Superstar.

Tazz: For the love of God. Do we REALLY have to put up with this stuff?

MC: If you don’t like it Tazz you know where the door is.

Tazz: You love it Cole, that’s why you aren’t saying anything. The thought of Keith Jaxx in a pink bed makes you wet. Doesn’t it?

No Response from Cole….

Tazz: Doesn’t it?

MC: Well you shut the hell up and let me here my favourite part of the show?

Tazz: HA. Told you. You done love the Sneaky Butcher.

Jaxx: Soooo, should we get out first guest out?

Crowd: Yes!!!!!

Jaxx: Ok without further ado could this weeks guest of In Bed with Keith Jaxx please come out?

“Blue Monday” hits the speakers to booing from the crowd.

Boyo steps out onto the Entrace way followed by Sickness.

MC: I don’t believe Sickness was invited down here.

Tazz: Jaxx is going to turn down two men? You got to be joking.

MC: Either way, Tazz. Boyo is still the biggest jack@ss of ALL time.

Tazz: Well if anyone knows about @sses, Cole it is Keith Jaxx.

Jaxx: Cut the music, it’s get me ha-ha-ha, allllllllllllllriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigggggggghhhhhhhhhh tttttttt.

“Blue Monday” cuts off and Sickness and Boyo climb up into the ring.

Jaxx: Boyooooo. Welcome to In Bed with Keith Jaxx.

Boyo goes across the ring and is passed up a mic.

Boyo: Keith, Keith, Keith. What is this? I mean really what is all of this cr@p?

The crowd start booing at Boyo.

Boyo: In Bed with Keith Jaxx. What a load of….

Jaxx: What’s wrong Boyo, used to being in bed with something else?

Crowd: ohhhhh.

Tazz: Whats he trying to say.

Jaxx: Hold on a minute.

Keith Jaxx goes underneath the cover, futtering around for a few moments.

Tazz: What the hell is he doing?

MC: No Idea, Tazz.

Boyo: Get back out here where I can see you.

Jaxx comes back out from underneath the sheets with a fluffy dog eared hat, which causes some laughter from the crowd.

Jaxx: What about now, will you get in now?

Boyo: No I am not getting in that bed.

Jaxx: Ok hold on then.

Jaxx goes back under the cover for only a few second later to come out with a rabbit like hat on, again drawing laughter from the crowd.

MC: HAHAHA. This guy is great.

Tazz: He’s strange, Cole. Very Strange.

Jaxx: What about now?

Boyo: I told you I am not getting in the damn bed.

Jaxx: Not even if… Wait for it…

Jaxx once again goes underneath the covers and then comes out a few moments later dressed up with a sheep hat, which has the crowd in stitches.

Crowd: Sheep Shagging B@ast@rd. He's just a sheep shagging B@st@rd! SHEEP SHAGGING B@ST@RD!!!!

MC: HAHAHA.

Tazz: What that’s meant to be funny?

MC: Well Boyo is from Wales and we all know how they like their sheep.

Jazz: How’s about now?

Boyo moves toward the bed and Keith Jaxx.

MC: He’s going for it Tazz, he’s getting in.

Boyo grabs Keith Jaxx and pulls him out of the bed on to the canvas.

Tazz: I don’t think this is quite what Jaxx had in mind.

Boyo grabs the legs of Keith Jaxx and turns him over locking in the cloverleaf whilst Sickness taunts him and the crowd boo loudly at the DA.

MC: This isn’t right, somebody stop this.

Tazz: And dressing up as a sheep and mocking someone’s nationality is fine is it?

MC: That was just a bit of fun, Tazz.

Tazz: Well now it is Boyo’s turn to have fun.

The crowd noise increase until Arkham comes running out from the back.

MC: Finally someone to stop this.

Tazz: What does he want? Didn’t he see what happened to his partner earlier?

Arkham hits the ring, which causes Boyo to release the hold. Boyo looks for the attack on Arkham by going for a clothesline but the Insane one ducks underneath it and knocks the Welshman to the outside with a clothesline of his own, knocking him over the top rope.

MC: Bye Bye Boyo.

Sickness looks to hit Arkham but is grabbed by Jaxx who is back up to his feet. The Sneaky Butcher turn Sickness around before grabbing his legs taking him to the ground where he then applies the cloverleaf.

Tazz:Oi! That’s Boyo’s move.

MC: If Boyo wants to play, Jaxx wants to play.

Tazz: That’s not right.

Arkham taps Jaxx on the shoulder who then releases the hold turns around and does a thrusting motion for a few seconds before Sickness scampers out of the ring in a rather “sheepish” manner.

“Insane in the Membrain” hits the speakers as The DA walk backwards away from the ring.

MC: Arkham has saved his friend Keith Jaxx.

Tazz: He didn’t save Retromark earlier.

MC: You trying to say something?

Tazz: Not a thing.

In the ring Jaxx jumps up onto Arkham with is legs wrapped around the tag team champion, with him jumping up and down.

MC: Well I think Jaxx liked being rescued.

Tazz: I bet he did.

MC: Stay tuned folks we still have a World Title match to come as well as a HUGE no.1 contenders match.

Xtreme Tv Fades to commercials

[Boyo]

Back from commercials, to a shot of The Dark Alliance in their dressing room, Boyo is pacing around like a wildman, crashing things all over the floor, Sickness is standing dead still in the middle of the room, his fists clenched really hard.

There is a knock on the door

Boyo: WHAT?!?

The door opens to reveal Jordi Warner with a sneer on his face, and a mic

Boyo: What the hell do you want, Mr Warn?

Warner: Oh man Boyo, you are a complete mess, aren't you? I have just taken Mean Gene's mic off him *** I have to get this scoop - LIVE, from the dressing room of THE. Most. Sexually. Repressed. Bedroom artists of AAAALLLLLL time.

Boyo doesn't take kindly to the mocking

Boyo: Shut your Godda-

Warner: NO! You shut YOUR Goddamn mouth you sheep-sh@ggin son of a b*tch!!

Boyo is dumbstruck

Warner: Now, unless you want me to get the crew to roll the footage that shows you getting your butt kicked by a giant simpleton and a sex crazed, wobbly-headed schmo, I suggest you listen. The. Hell.

Warner coughs to emphasise silence.

Warner: Up.

Crowd: Cheering!!

Warner: I don't take too kindly to busy-bee sons of a b*tches like your good self sticking his coat-hanger nose into my business. And that is what you did earlier this evening when you got yourself and your rectally intrusive mute barbarian friend here a shot at the Tag Team titles.

Warner just looks at Sickness who clenches his fists so hard that blood starts dripping from the floor from his hands.

Warner: Do you want me to put a towel down?! Jeez...will you ever run out of blood?

The crowd pop

Boyo: You've got a nerve, Mr Warn...

Warner: I'VE got a nerve!? "Mr" Boyo, the only person with a nerve around here is your free-loading self.

Boyo (nose-to-nose with Warner): What do you mean by that, Mr Warn!?

Warner: What I mean is, Boyo, the only reason you maintain such a high profile around here is because, quite conveniently, your tag team partner happens to be one of the most coveted and feared fighters in TWOStars. What have you ever done here? Nothing. Except run your mouth and get your ass kicked by a 7 foot mongoloid.

Boyo ducks just in time as Sickness lays Warner out with a stiff clothesline. The crowd boo, and then boo even more as Boyo stomps on the prone Warner.

Boyo: Speak to me like that ever again, Mr Warn and I will make sure that Mr Sickness here eats your children. And your children's children. And their children, and so on and so on. And as for me running my mouth? Ha! I am the greatest submissions wrestler alive and to prove it Mr Warn, I will wait in the ring for you next week and call your ass out for a Submissions match. Whether you show up or not is completely up to you. But at least we'll know what kind of man you are.

Sickness drags Warner out of the Dark Alliance locker room and closes the door. Sicknes then reaches into the inside pocket of his slick trenchcoat (that he happens to be wearing) and pulls out Doom 3 for the Xbox.

Boyo: Good idea Mr Sickness...

[han89]

Back to ringside.

TC: The following match up is scheduled for one fall.

MC: Here we go, Tazz. The Lonely Avenger vs...Who is that in the ring Tazz?.

TZ: It's The Legendary Boe Mansion.

MC: Yeh! Whatever! In front of a potential next US champ, what does a mansion represent in front of The Masked Truth?

TZ: When did you change sides Cole? I thought you hated the man?

MC: ME? Hate him? Since when?

TZ: Oh my God! Don’t let me get started or else I will explode on you Michael.

MC: Any man, even this Lone Ranger, is better as a US champ then that Tom Trash.


TC: Already in the ring...

Tony stops talking as he doesn’t know how to introduce the young wrestler.

Being handed a paper, Chimmel starts reading.

TC: Already in the ring, waiting in at 245 lbs, Joe "the legend" Manion!

The fans seem to have no reaction to the man, as some start booing him.

MC: No one in this arena knows who this man is and no one likes him apparently.

TZ: I mean why should they? Just look at him! Avenger will take him out in no time like Trash took out whoever he wrestled last week.

The ring blackens out totally as growing cheers are heard reverberating in the TWO arena. The Beginning of "Lonely World" by Limp Bizkit starts playing, and a green glowing mask rises from the ground. The Lonely Avenger keeps raising up slowly, and as he does that, his hands are crossed over his shoulders and his head is bowed down. When he arrives to ground level, he raises his face and elevates his hands brutally in the air, the chorus of "Lonely World" hits loudly on the PA system: some green flames grow behind him and on his sides. He then puts down his hand in a fast motion, giving the flames a signal to sleep. Loneliness Itself walks slowly to the ring, followed by a green circle of light. After rolling in the ring, he stands in the middle of it, raises his hands again, and puts them down: green flames go up form all four corners of the ring. The light comes back to the arena as they die and the music stops playing.

Referee Brian Hebner has a few words with every contestant before ringing the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

Manion charges with all his force on The Lonely Avenger, hitting him with a clotheline.

TZ: Look at that. Avenger is still standing in the middle of the ring like a rock. The clotheline did not have any impact on this monster.

Joe starts delivering punches, yet in vain. The Masked Truth, getting bored of his opponent, hits him with a strong punch to the face, knocking him down on the ground.

MC: Avenger can finish this right now. Manion has no chance to deliver one good move.

Recovering quickly, Manion tries to levitate TLA in the air but he couldn’t. The later grabs the former from his hair to nail him a strong chokeslam.

MC: How does Darkstar expect this poor guy to beat this behemoth?

TZ: I don’t know Michael. Maybe he isn’t supposed to!

Avenger looses no time as he gets his opponent on his feet to throw him back first on the turnbuckle. He then connects with three spears to the guts of Manion, who falls straight away on the ground.

MC: A finisher from The Punisher and Manion is done.

Avenger gets to the top rope on the opposite turnbuckle, waiting for The Self Called Legend to recover, and...

TZ: Look at the Avenger flying in the air and nailing his Mansion with a devastating clotheline.

TLA irish wips Manion on the rope to hit him with a big boot, knocking him out of the ring.

MC: Will The Soul Behind The Mask continue to batter this poor Mansion or will he be finishing the match early?

TZ: I guess this is a show of Avenger's strength. Trash showed us what he can do last week, so will he tonight.

The referee starts counting as both men are out.


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TWO...


MC: But where is Avenger going right now? He isn’t heading for Manion for sure.

TLA seems to be searching for something from under the ring.

TZ: Is that a table that was pulled out by Avenger?


THREE...



MC: Yes I believe it is. What has he in mind? Does he actually knows it will disqualify him, giving Manion a useless win?

Avenger sets the table near the ramp and turns around to go for Manion.

FOUR...

He turns to see Manion on the top rope, flying in the air and hitting him with a thrust kick in the head.



BAM!


FIVE...

TZ: Avenger went head first into the steel post. This might be a potential opening for Manion.

Avenger is down on the ground and Manion sets the table, waiting for Avenger to get to his feet.

SIX...

MC: Is he really thinking of getting TLA to break the table?

SEVEN...

Manion tries to charge with a spear on a recovered Avenger, but is cut short with a powerbomb on the ground.

EIGHT...


MC: Break of the count by Avenger who enters the ring and gets back outside.

Brian Hebner restarts the count.

ONE...

Avenger gets Manion back to the ring where he hits a neck breaker.

TZ: The Masked Truth is going to the top rope once again. Manion is going to be splashed in a lonely way, Cole!



A high flying frog splash from the top rope on the body of Manion.

MC: Avenger goes for the count.





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TWO!




THREE!


DING! DING! DING!

"Lonely World" starts playing.

TC: The winning of this match by pin fall is The Lonely Avenger!

TZ: Avenger just brutalized Manion and got a clean win.

MC: The match is over and Manion is knocked out in the middle of the ring. But what is it with Avenger? The match is over, what does he want from Mansion now?

The light fades away in the TWO arena as green smoke starts growing in the ring.

TZ: What does this mean? Is this a message to the US champion?

MC: I think it is.

Avenger grabs Manion and gets him into a tombstone position on the outside edge of the ring, the table under them.

TZ: Is he going to do what I am thinking about?

MC: I think he is. Don’t do it Avenger. He doesn’t deserve this.

As Cole pronounces these words, the table bursts into green flames.

TZ: This may end both men careers. It is a dangerous thing to do. Don’t do it, Avenger, don’t do it.

But The Lonely For Revenge has one thing in mind.





BAM!

TZ: Manion got head first in the burning table, breaking it as he may have broken his neck. This is just cheap from Avenger.

The arena goes green, showing an unconscious Manion.

MC: This is a message to Trash. Don’t mess with The Lonely Avenger. You will get into troubles.

TZ: Well somebody get AMTS out here. This man needs help as soon as possible.

A message appears suddenly on the TWOtron.

TOM TRASH, DON’T MESS WITH THE LONELY ONE, FOR I AM LONELY FOR REVENGE, I AM HORROR ITSELF, AND I WILL MAKE YOU FEEL MY PAIN, FEEL MY AGONY AND FEEL MY HORROR! THIS IS THE END OF YOUR TITLE REIGN AS US CHAMPION, FOR I WILL CONQUER IT AND BY THEN, ONLY BY THEN, WILL THE FANS HAVE A TRUE AMERICAN CHAMPION THAT REALLY REPRESENTS THEM.

And then the mask of The Lonely Avenger appears on the TWOtron, burning flames in his eyes, as the scene fades to a "Don’t Try This At Home, In Fact Don’t Try This Anywhere" Promo.

[Twig]

Back from the "Don’t Try This At Home, In Fact Don’t Try This Anywhere" Promo. Fade in on Twiggie running through the back halls of the arena in a panic. In his left hand he holds the baseball bat, but with his right he is knocking over anything he runs past in an attempt to slow the pursuing Brett Banner. the camera stops, and Twiggie runs around a corner out of sight. He is followed soon after by Brett. Cut to a view of the parking garage. The camera turns to show the entrace to the building. As it stops Twiggie bursts through the double doors. He quickly slams and barrs them with the bat. He looks about frantically and runs towards his bike. A moment later fists can be heard banging on the barred doors.

Brett: Open the door, you tofu-eating w@n|<er!!

Twiggie opens the combination lock on his bike and starts to remove the chain securing the bike in place. Banner is now running shoulder first into the door, the bat bending a little more with each blow. Twiggie finishes unwrapping the chain as the door bursts wide open, the baseball bat splitting in two and flying in opposite directions. Brett looks and sees Twiggie stratling the bike with chain in hand. Twig keeps Banner at bay by swinging the chain at him, but Brett grabs it and yanks Twiggie forward. Twiggie is jeerked forward and into the handlebars of the bike. Twig lets go of the chain and starts to ride off, one hand holding his crotch. The Brutal One chases the bike up the ramp and out of the garage, swinging the chain at Twiggie's head. Twig is too fast, and Brett comes to a stop as Twig rides off into the night.

Brett: Aww, bloody 'ell!

He throws the chain off in Twiggie's direction.

brett: I'll get that damn coky yank.

[Rog]

The camera quickly cuts to the backstage area where The Judge can be seen entering the arena. Josh Matthews appears with a microphone.

JM: Excuse me The Judge?

Commandant keeps walking; a look of serious anger on his face, but Josh follows after him.

JM: Excuse me The Judge; I was wondering if you have any comments as to what happened last week involving yourself and Jordi Warner.

The Judge stops at the mention of the name, and turns around slowly.

The Judge: Why, has he made any comments?

JM: Well…no not really.

The Judge: Then until he comes face to face with me and explains why he did what he did, I got nothing else to say.

JM: Your actually late Judge, you have a match scheduled for tonight, I think its up next!

The Judge: Who is it against?

JM: Its erm...one half of the Dark Alliance, Sickness.

The Judge: That will do…for now.

The Judge clenches his fists and walks down the tunnel towards the ring.

Cut to ringside…..

[Rog]

Cole: Are you ready for more Xtreme action?

Tazz: You betcha! *** next up we are gonna get a preview of the Three Way Tag team match at No Mercy!

Cole: It’s going to be Sickness going one on one with The Judge here momentarily.

Tazz: Did you see the look on the face of The Judge?!

The lights go down, almost off…..

Tazz: Uh oh!

Down With the Sickness plays through the PA, the arena filled with the black light.

Tazz: Hey Cole, what’s that on your trousers?!

Cole: What?!

Tazz: Looks like you got a bit too excited during Keith Jaxxs interview!

Cole: Erm, this should be a great match!!!

Chimmel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Sickness slowly walks through the curtain a maniacal grin on his face.

Tazz: How could anyone even think of stepping into the ring with this guy?

Chimmel: Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Boyo, from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 230lbs, this is Sickness!!

The crowd boo as Boyo taunts the fans, whilst Sickness paces up the ramp and rolls under the ropes, pausing to stare into the camera, blood rolling down his chin, a deranged look in his eyes.

Cole: As ever the biggest jackass of them all is working up the fans here at ringside..

Tazz: But look at Sickness Cole, what goes through the mind of someone like that?

Haunted plays across the arena as the crowd come to its feet.

Tazz: Here we go Cole, I think we know what is going through the mind of The Judge right know.

Cole: He wants answers, why did Jordi Warner double cross him, why is Warner playing this game with The Judge?

The Judge steps through the curtain and immediately begins striding towards the ring, no entrance attire, no pyro, no fancy entrance

Tazz: He looks in no mood for games.

Chimmel: And introducing his opponent, from Atlanta Georgia….

Tony Chimell is cut off as The Judge begins sprinting down the aisle, blindsides Boyo, knocking him down with clothesline, before sliding under the bottom rope and immediately goes toe to toe with Sickness.

Cole: Oh my, we are underway, and what an opening we have Sickness and The Judge exchanging rights right in the centre of the ring.

Tazz: They are beating the hell out of each other Cole!

Sickness lands a quick boot to the gut of The Judge and whips him to the corner, quickly following up with a clothesline into the corner.

Cole: Sickness crushing Commandant into the turnbuckles, and now unleashing with a series of punches to the head of The Judge.

Commandant grabs the shoulders of Sickness and pulls him into the corner before connecting with a combination of right hands to the head and midsection.

Tazz: Now it’s the Judge with the advantage.

Cole: He’s venting his frustration on Sickness.

The referee grabs The Judge and attempts to pull him out of the corner.

Tazz: Yeah Cole, but look at Sickness, look at that sick smile on his face, he is enjoying every minute of it!

The Judge turns back to Sickness but is met with a headbutt which rocks Commandant back into the centre of the ring, allowing Sickness to follow up with a clothesline which knocks The Judge to the mat.

Cole: Oh man, The Judge wanted a fight; well he has got one for sure now!

Tazz: Yeah but I can’t get over the mindset of Sickness, he’s just watching his opponent, waiting for him to get back up.

The Judge goes to get back up but is pounced upon by Sickness who wraps his arms around the head and neck of Commandant.

Tazz: Sicknote Cole! He is trying to get it locked in.

Cole: The Judge attempting to fight out of this predicament, it could be all over here!

Commandant struggles to stand fully upright, before landing an elbow to the gut of Sickness before taking him over with a snapmare followed by a stiff kick to the spine.

Tazz: Gah! Did you hear that!

Cole: Are you kidding it echoed around the arena!

Tazz: I’m telling you Cole, with the mindset The Judge is in; if it were any other wrestler in there with him I would fear for their safety.

Cole: Well you can’t blame The Judge for being angry, his tag team partner, someone who fought by his side for the last few months in TWOStars, turned on him for no apparent reason.

Commandant grapples the rising Sickness and takes him down to the mat with the belly to belly.

Cole: Belly to belly suplex from The Judge, as Boyo watches on at ringside.

Commandant stands over Sickness and goes to raise him by his hair, but is grabbed suddenly by him, who get up to his knees under The Judge and rises to his feet, lifting Commandant into the air before dropping him with a Powerbomb.

Tazz: Damn Cole! Did you see that!!

Cole: What an impressive display of strength by Sickness.

Tazz: Hes gonna pin him Cole its over!


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Cole: And the kickout from The Judge.

Sickness quickly picks up The Judge and drives him into the corner, before lifting him hastily to the middle rope.

Tazz: What is Sickness up to?

Cole: He doesn’t have good intentions for The Judge that’s for sure!

Sickness goes to climb the ropes but is kicked off by The Judge who then rises and mounts the top turnbuckle.

Tazz: Is The Judge gonna fly?

Sickness bounds up and connects with a punch to the gut of The Judge, who props down onto the turnbuckle, allowing Sickness to grab the head of Commandant, planting him with the spike DDT.

Cole: Oh my The Judge has got to be knocked out after that!

Sickness looks out to Boyo who nods slowly and applauds, before steadily climbing the turnbuckles himself.

Tazz: Sickness is going to try it this time.

Cole: But The Judge groggily get back up to his knees, and manages to swat the legs of Sickness out from under him.

Tazz: Ohhh, that’s not a comfortable place to be.

The Judge gets up to his feet and tries to shake out the cobwebs whilst climbing up to the middle rope, and connects with punches to the head of Sickness, who positions himself on the top rope.

Cole: The Judge not letting Sickness get away too easily.

Commandant goes to hook the head of Sickness…

Tazz: Could it be a superplex?!

…But is met with a series of shots to the ribs which forces the break, before The Judge lands a chop to the chest of Sickness, the crowd “wooo”ing in response, before Sickness rebounds with a chop of his own, The Judge teeters before chopping at the chest of Sickness once more, but is met by another chop from Sickness which staggers Commandant.

Cole: Sickness looking to come out of this on top, and he is getting the better of this chopathon.

Sickness quickly wraps his right arm across the chest of The Judge and stands him up on the top rope before stepping off and dropping to the mat with the Bareback.

Tazz: Oh my God Cole, Sickness just hit the Bareback from the top rope!!

Cole: What impact, this one has got to be over now!!

Sickness pauses for a moment before draping his arm across The Judge.

Cole: Into the cover!!


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Thre.


Tazz: No! no he kicks out!

Cole: How did The Judge manage to kickout of that?!

Sickness rises to his knees and stares into the face of Commandant before hopping up and dropping an elbow.

Tazz: Well if it involves pain, Sickness is happy this match is still going.

Sickness watches The Judge get up, aided by the ropes before dashing over and applying the Full Nelson.

Cole: Whoah, look out Sickness with the Full Nelson, The Judge cant reach the ropes.

Tazz: That’s not what Sickness has in mind!

Sickness begins to run towards the corner…

Cole: He is going for the Boyo Bulldog!

…but The Judge stops the momentum by jumping up and landing his feet on the middle rope before stepping up onto the top rope, kicking off to flip over the head of Sickness, escaping the Full Nelson, before hooking the waist and driving Sickness to the mat with the German Suplex.

Tazz: Both men are down!

Cole: The referee is going to start the ten count.

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3

Tazz: These guys have been going at it full steam!

4

5

Cole: Whoever is able to get up first will definitely have the much needed advantage in this match up!

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Tazz: The Judge beginning to stir, as is Sickness, no rest for the wicked!

The Judge and Sickness both get to their feet and turn to arrive face to face with the other, The Judge manages to react first, throwing the right hand which stumbles Sickness, allowing Commandant to grab the throat of Sickness before lifting him into the air with the Gorilla Press.

Cole: The Judge matching strength with Sickness drops him to his shoulder before driving him to the mat with the running powerslam.

Tazz: They are taking a lot out of each other but are still managing to keep going.

The Judge groggily gets up and signals for the end, picks up Sickness and puts him into the reverse suplex position.

Cole: The Judge looking to drop The Gavel, and dismiss the court!

Commandant lifts Sickness but he escapes, slides down the back of The Judge and slams him with the back body drop.

Tazz: Sickness has got something planned here.

Sickness lifts The Judge into a Firemans Carry, but The Judge drops down to his feet, still holding onto Sickness, lifts him into a Powerbomb position before dropping into a Piledriver.

Cole: The Judge Destroyer! Could this be it!

Tazz: He’s got him pinned Cole, but….

Cole: That damn jackass Boyo is on the apron!

Tazz: He just threw a chair into the ring

The Judge gets up and grabs the chair, swinging it wildly at Boyo who drops down from the apron, The Judge throwing the chair out of the ring before turning around and picking up Sickness who swats the arms of The Judge away, grabs his head and drops to the mat.

Cole: Oh my, Sickness hits the Crippler Cutter!!

Tazz: Shades of the former ERE Champion The Crippler!

Sickness quickly gets up, taking The Judge into the corner, mounts the top turnbuckle, gripping the neck of Commanant before flipping over into the Diamond Dust.

Cole: Devastating move by Sickness!

Tazz: Hook of the leg!


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Chimell: Here is your winner by pinfall…Sickness!!

Down With the Sickness plays across the PA as Boyo enters the ring, taunting the fallen Judge about No Mercy, before The Dark Alliance exit the ring and walk up the ramp, but slow down when they spot someone emerging through the curtain.

Cole: Sickness picks up the victory here….

Tazz: Wait a minute Cole is that?

Cole: Oh no, what does he want!

Dark Alliance continue to walk up the ramp as Jordi Warner, confidently walks between the two and heads towards the ring, Sickness goes to follow but is stopped by Boyo who beckons towards the exit.

Cole: I don’t like what’s happening here, is he going to jump him again.

Warner walks around the ring before grabbing the microphone of Tony Chimmel.

Cole: Maybe now we will get some answers.

Warner steps through the ropes and stands beside The Judge who is rising to his knees.

Jordi: What the hell was that?!

Cole: What is he talking about?

Tazz: Quiet Cole let him finish!

Jordi: You honestly expect to beat the Dark Alliance if you cant even beat one of them? All I have heard since last week is bitching and moaning from you, well that isn’t going to win the tag title come No Mercy.

Cole: Hoe much longer is he going to carry out this charade?

Jordi: I expect you to up your game come October 30th, because I want those tag belts and even if I have to win them with a worthless piece of s*** like you then so be it, you got a problem with this? Well tough, you are an embarrassment, associating with you dragged my reputation down, it dragged my name down, in the ring out of the ring, with every one I know. Hell, I have less respect for myself for deciding to associate myself with the like of you. Who the hell do you think you are, thinking you can come into my house TWOStars, and decide that you are going to be the one that changes the rules. I have been around this place longer than you ever will be son, I am the one in charge, you follow my lead, or I will leave you right back down where I found your sorry ass, in obscurity!

Jordi drops the mic and leaves the ring, striding up the ramp ignoring the fans jeers as The Judge stands up and watches him leave before quickly stepping through the ropes and jogging towards the backstage area.

Cole: That’s what this is about, who plays team captain? Jordi Warner has got some serious issues!

Tazz: Its looks like The Judge isn’t happy with that explanation, he is heading for the locker rooms!

Cut to No Mercy ad

[The B-Man]

Back from the No Mercy ad

DING DING DING

We cut to a shot of the ring with Tony Chimel standing in the middle with a piece of paper and a mic.

TC: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the TWO World Heavyweight Championship.

“Wild Boys” hits the speakers to a loud pop from the crowd.

MC: It’s Keith Jaxx.

Tazz: Don’t get too excited, Cole.

MC: What do you mean, we are about to crown a new champion right here tonight.

Tazz: You can’t be serious.

MC: Why not he already holds a victory over Holt.

Tazz: Oh please, you can’t honestly count that banana rubbish.

MC: Why not.

Jaxx quickly makes it to the ring and skips around to a more popping from the crowd.

TC: Currently in the ring from Quahog, Rhode, Island, weighing in at 204 lbs, “wild boy” Keith Jaxx.

Another pop from the crowd.

“Wild Boys” fades out and “You don’t see the signs” hits the speakers to a loud amount of booing.

TC: And his opponent, representing The Future he is the TWO Champion of the World, The Incredible Holt!!!

Holt slowly walks down the aisle drawing in the boos from the crowd.

Tazz: I give this match a bout 2 minutes to be over.

MC: You think Jaxx is going to win that quickly?

Tazz: No I don’t this is a walk in the park for Holt.

Chimmel leaves the ring just as Jaxx bounces off the ropes to the right hand side of the ring before running toward the ropes to the left hand side and then diving out head first flipping over and taking Holt down to the canvas.

Crowd: Holy Sh1t! Holy Sh!t! Holy Sh1t!

MC: Oh my. That’s how to start a match off.

Tazz: That;’s not fair, Holt wasn’t even in the ring.

MC: I don’t think Jaxx cares and these fans sure as hell don’t.

The screen splits in two and a replay of the suicide plancha is shown on the left hand side with the right hand side showing Jaxx getting back up to his feet.

MC: Man that’s just as impressive at a second look.

The screen comes back to normal viewing with Jaxx picking Holt back up to his feet and dragging him over to the apron setting him up against where he then hits a number of kick variations.

MC: Ax Kick’s. Mules, Kick’s, Roundhouse kick’s. All sorts of kicks by Jaxx.

Tazz: And the bell still hasn’t been sounded, Cole.

Jaxx blows a kiss to Holt who grabs a hold of Jaxx and Rolls him back up into the ring before climbing up into the ring himself.

The referee signals for the bell which dually gets rang.

MC: Happy now?

Tazz: I will be happy when that Jaxx is taken out once and for all and I don’t mean out for a meal.

Jaxx gets back up to his feet and immediately runs off the ropes to the right hand side and comes back off them and hits Holt with a dropkick, which takes him off his feet.

MC: Another smart move from the sausage jocky.

Tazz: Yes Sausage Jocky indeed. Did you go for a ride on the old sausage last night, Cole?

MC: I most certainly did. I mean didn’t. You know fine well I didn’t.

Tazz: Hey each to their own.

Holt looks to get back up to his feet and as he does Jaxx runs toward the ropes, jumping up to the second level and springboarding off them with an elbow into the small of Holt;s back, which cause him to fall forward and down to one knee.

MC: Jaxx holding his own here with the Champion, Tazz.

Tazz: You realise, Cole that all this is doing is making Holt one angry mofo and when he catches Jaxx and hits him with just one powerful move this match is over?

MC: You may be right, Tazz but as you said Holt needs to catch him.

Holt looks to get back up only for him to have his head hooked by Jaxx who manages to hit the silent destroyer with a slightly modified version of a running bulldog.

MC: Again Jaxx uses his speed to outwit the Champ.

Tazz: I think that should be reported to the owner then Cole if Jaxx is taking drugs.

MC: What?

Tazz: You said Jaxx uses his speed.

MC: Very funny.

Tazz: Why thank you.

Holt gets back up to his feet where Jaxx is waiting behind him doing thrusting motions, which have the crowd laughing.

Tazz: He is mocking the Champion, Cole. This is not right.

MC: So take it up with management.

Holt turns around and catches Jaxx doing the thrusting motion.

Tazz: I don’t think the Champ is going to like that.

MC: I am afraid you may well be right, Tazz.

Holt displays a REALLY angry look on his face but Jaxx hits him with a stiff kick to the right hand leg, following it up with another stiff kick to the left hand leg, both of which are no sold by the Big Greenie.

MC: Holt is so angry those kicks were probably about as sore as getting rubbed with a feather duster.

Tazz: You feather dusters come attached with nails or something?

MC: I was being sarcastic, Tazz.

Tazz: I know you’re a spastic, Cole, everyone knows that.

Holt looks at Jaxx and then moves in for a short armed clothesline only for the sneaky butcher to side step it. Holt turns back around with Jaxx looking to hit him with a kick to the mid-section only for Holt to grab the Wild Boy’s leg.

Tazz: This is it, Cole the beginning of the end for the uphill gardner.

Jaxx spins away away and hits Holt in the chin with dragon whip causing a loud pop from the crowd.

MC: Oh my. Jaxx that out. That’s going to leave a mark.

Tazz: The only mark that has left is one right in the back of Holt’s head and that is to destroy Keith Jaxx.

MC: So far, Tazz he is not doing a very good job of that. In fact Jaxx is looking like a really good bet to become the new champ right here tonight.

Tazz: That would be most disasterous for the TWO history and Future.

Jaxx scampers across the ring where he goes to ground and hooks the right leg of Holt for the pin.

MC: Jaxx has the leg hooker, we could have a new champion right here.

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Tw…., Holt powers out of the pin.

Tazz: Haha. I don’t care who you are, Cole. That was funny.

Both men get back up to their feet and again Jaxx runs toward the ropes to the far end of the screen. The Sausage Jockey comes back of the ropes and runs and holt looking for a crossbody only to be caught by Holt.

Tazz: I told you, Cole I was only a matter of time before Holt caught Jaxx out and hit him with a big power move to end the match.

MC: I am afraid you could be right.

Tazz: Well of course I am right, Cole. Holt isn’t the World Champ for nothing you know.

MC: He isn’t?

Tazz: No he is World Champion because is a powerhouse an unstoppable powerhouse.

Just as Tazz finishes the word powerhouse for the second time The Champion drives the Wild Boy hard into the mat with a Davey Boy Smith running powerslam.

Tazz: It’s over, Cole. Say goodnight to Jaxx. Oh I am sorry you are used to that.

Holt hooks the leg of Jaxx as he goes for the cover:

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Thr…, Jaxx gets his shoulder up off the canvas, which draws a pop from the crowd.

Tazz: What the hell?

MC: Jaxx kicked out, that’s what. You seem surprised, Tazz. What’s the matter cat got your tongue?

Tazz: Damn right I am surprised I thought it was over.

MC: Jaxx is better than that.

Tazz: I know you know he is better than that, but please keep your sex life till after work.

MC: Will you stop it?

Tazz: You talking to me or Jaxx?

MC: Stop it damn it.

Holt angrily pulls Jaxx back up to his feet and hits him with a vicious headbutt sending the wild boy back down to the canvas with him rolling out of the ring.

Tazz: That’s going to leave a mark.

MC: Is that legal?

Tazz: Of course it’s legal.

Holt makes his way to the outside on the far end of the Television Screen where he is boo’d by that section of the crowd.

Tazz: This could get extremely nasty for Jaxx.

MC: I agree the Champion could do a lot of damage on the outside, Tazz.

Holt grabs Jaxx back up to his feet and whips him back first into the guard rail as Holt looks to follow up Jaxx manages to drop down and hit Holt with a drop toe hold bringing the Big Greenie face first into the guard rail.

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MC: That’s going to hurt.

Tazz: That should be a DQ.

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MC: What for? If that’s the case then Holt should be Disqualified for whipping Jaxx into the guard rail in the first place.

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Jaxx starts doing a thrusting motion behind the champ drawing a loud number of cheers from the crowd.

Tazz: that is wrong, totally wrong. He just mocking the Champ, Cole.

MC: This crowd seem to be enjoying it.

Tazz: They would. They are just as bad.

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Jaxx rolls up into the ring to break the count up before rolling back out of the ring and walking straight into the chest of Holt.

MC: I think Holt might be a little angry.

Tazz: I think a little may be an underestimation.

MC: That’s a word?

Tazz: It is.

Holt hits Jaxx with a hard punch before following it up with a clothesline that knocks the uphill gardener flying down to the floor.

MC: Man what a clothesline by The Future member.

Tazz: Holt has had enough, Cole. It is time to unleash the beast from the east.

MC: Bam Bam Bigelow is going to make an appearance?

Tazz: No Cole. The worst half of Holt is.

MC: There is two halves of Holt.

Tazz: Yeah the right side and the ..

MC: Left side?

Tazz: Wrong side, Cole. WRONG side.

Holt drags Jaxx back up to his feet and rolls him back up into the ring before climbing back into the ring himself.

After climbing back into the ring Jaxx is brought back up to his feet thanks to Holt who then whips him across the ring. As Jaxx comes back off the ropes he is grabbed by Holt and driving down across the champs knee.

MC: That backbreaker nearly busted Jaxx in half.

Tazz: Let’s not go over the top, Cole.

Holt pulls Jaxx back up to his feet before whipping him into the far right hand corner of the ring. The Champion places Jaxx up on the top turnbuckle where he grabs him and just throws him off the top rope into the centre of the ring.

MC: That’s just nasty.

Tazz: That’s Holt for you.

The Incredible Holt walks across the ring and looks down at Jaxx before pointing to his head indicating he is going for a headbutt.

Tazz: Watch out.

Jaxx points to his crotch and smiles, which make TIH think otherwise. The Champion goes to grab Jaxx but the sneaky butcher being as sneaky as ever slides through the legs of the Champ and gets back up to his feet. Holt turns around and blocks of a punch attempt by Jaxx before grabbing his arm and whipping him toward the ropes. As Jaxx comes back off the ropes he is grabbed by Holt and spun around before being slammed hard into the canvas.

Tazz: A Beautifully executed tilt a whirl slam by The Incredible Holt.

MC: It certainly was impressive, Tazz but this match still is not over.

Holt doesn’t look for the cover but instead picks Jaxx back to his feet and whips him back toward his right arm looking for a short armed clothesline only for Keith to duck underneath it and hit Holt with a dropkick to the back, which knocks him off his feet.

Tazz: How come Jaxx is so fresh, he just got hit with a tilt a whirl slam.

MC: Adrenaline rush.

Tazz: I bet he is so horny he would shag a man right now, oh wait.

Holt gets back up to his feet where he is tapped on the shoulder by Jaxx. Holt then turns around with Jaxx waving his finger in his face telling Holt he is been a naughty boy. The Sneaky Butcher then puts his right hand on his hips before spinning roung and shaking his arse around.

Tazz: What is he doing?

MC: It’s a private dance.

Tazz: Not very private if it is front of 30,000 odd people.

MC: Well you know.

Holt hits Jaxx with a clothesline to the back of the head, which knocks him off the ropes, coming back off the ropes Jaxx turns around straight into Holt who lefts him up in the air into a suplex position before dropping Jaxx’s head firmly into the canvas with a DDT.

Tazz: IncrediDDT!!! Goodnight Sweetheart.

Holt hooks the leg of Jaxx prompting the referee to go to the canvas to initiate the pin

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DING DING DING

Holt gets back to his feet and “You don’t see the signs” hits the speakers to loud boing from the crowd.

TC: Here is your winner and still TWO World Heavyweight Champion, The Incredible Holt.

Holt is passed back his belt with him looking down at Jaxx before leaving the ring.

Tazz: Like that result was ever in doubt.

MC: I think Jaxx did better than you and Holt expected.

Tazz: Who is Champ? Exactly.

MC: Well either way folks we have a HUGE main event coming up between Gower and Gringo to determain who will face that man at No Mercy. Stay Tuned as we will be right back.

Fades to commercials

[Christof]

Back from Commercial we are in the office of The Future.

The crowd jeer upon seeing the TWOstars owner Darkstar talking in an animated manner into his cellular

DS: I don’t care what the excuse is Tom, where the hell are you?

Muffled voices can be heard, but no more

DS: You know the score Tom, you can’t just not show up because you lost to some kid last week

Darkstar starts pacing around his office, giving a heads up to the returning TWOstars World Champion, The Incredible Holt

DS: Look fella don’t give me that crap, you are the United States champion and you know that your belt has to be defended every thirty days

Holt shoots Darkstar a questioning look; DS shrugs his shoulders, points to the phone

DS: That’s crap Tom and you know it. You know that if you don’t show up next week I will be forced to strip you of that United States title and you know I don’t want to do that.

Darkstar perches on the end of his desk and sees the Sausage Jockey, Keith Jaxx being helped up the ramp on his plasma screen.

DS: Look it’s ok; I’ve got an opponent for you, (chuckles) he’s just gone ten rounds with the big man here so it should be an easy defence for you

Holt grunts in acknowledgement before returning his attention to the much coveted Heavyweight Championship of the world.

DS: I tell you what Tom, just make sure you are here next week, no more excuses ok. Just to keep you on your toes I’ll let your opponent choose the stipulation. Now, next weeks show is in Utah, that’s U-T-A-H. Okay fella I’ll see you next week.

DS closes the clamshell and laughs to King Holt

DS: I just hope he’s in shape big man, last week was humiliating for us and if he were to lose again we might have to go on a recruitment drive

Holt grunts as the scene fades to a recap of tonight’s show

[Evil Gringo]

We come back from the recap straight to ringside to see Michael Cole and Tazz at the announce table... ready to call tonight’s main event...

MC: Wow, what a night it’s been ladies and gentleman...

Tazz: And it ain't over yet Cole... *** right now two wrestlers who both claim to have legitimate claims to be number one contender are about to face off to decide which one will go on to No Mercy!

MC: Another historic match Tazz on yet another historic Extreme TV! But which one do you think it will be? Will Gringo continue his quest for revenge or will Gower continue to climb the ladder and prove his moniker correct… That he is the future of the business?

Tazz: All I know Cole is that this is gonna be a Rocketbusta! Wait… looks like Gower is here...

"Ride the Lightning" by Metallica hits the speakers and the crowd begins to boo but there is the sound of a few slight cheers in the background.....

MC: and certainly isn't a fan favourite...

Tazz: He don't care Cole, all tonight is about is getting one step closer to the TWOStars World title... that’s all that’s on his mind...

MC: Well there is the small matter of the Gringo of course...

TC: From Belfast, Northern Ireland... weighing in at 285lbs... The Future of the business... BARRY GOWER!

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

MC: Say what you will about him though, Gower is in tremendous shape...

Tazz: And look at that sly smile Cole... You know Gower is gonna fancy his chances against the Mexican Sensation and I wouldn’t blame him after going through that hellish four way…

MC: Plus the fact that he holds a victory over Gringo before AND he has the honour of Burning Hammering the world champ through a table!

BG gets to ringside, where he skips from side to side to more LOUD booing from the crowd. He pauses for a second before he 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.

MC: Well Gower's here... now for our ‘other’ number one contender….

The lights dim and the crowd buzz as Not Listening by Papa Roach booms through the in house speakers.... Brooding dark red and green lights flash and spiral around the ramp and ring and pyro explodes as the Evil Gringo emerges from the back, eyes full of rage, ready for war with his Mamcita, Becki standing proudly behind her man... The crowd cheering wild in their ears…

Tazz: Man the Gringo looks intense tonight...

MC: You heard the man last week Tazz, he wants to prove to the world that the title is HIS… And he will stop at nothing to claim it…

Tazz: Ah but Holt and Gower have stopped him before… looks like the quest might end a little early if you ask me…

TC: And from Rochdale, Manchester, England.... Accompanied to the ring by ’Mamacita’ Becki Moss… He is the ’Mexican Sensation’... THE EVIL GRINGO!

Gringo walks calmly to the ringside holding Becki by the hand and ascending the ring steps slowly… Before entering the ring he gestures to his Mamacita and he climbs through the ropes…

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He walks past Gower and climbs the buckles to soak in the cheers from the capacity crowd…

MC: Gringo certainly the fan favourite here tonight…

Tazz: Yeah and Mamacita is looking mighty fine yet again… ouch!

MC: Gotta be said though… These two have tangled before, I wonder how familiarity will play a role…

Tazz: There is no doubt Cole that both these men are students of the business and they’ll have watched that match again and again… What the!!

Mark B and Blade - You don't see the signs hit’s the arena speakers and The Incredible Holt, the TWOStars World Champion makes his way to ringside to loud boo’s and heckles from the crowd…

MC: What the hell is he doing here?

Tazz: Anything he wants Cole, he is the TWOStars Champion after all…

MC: But this match has nothing to do with him…

Tazz: Yes it does Cole… those men want his title, those men are fighting for the right to get a title shot… He is just scouting them out…

Holt gets a folding chair and opens it up and sits in front of the ring just staring at both Gower and Gringo. Both men stare back before turning their attention on each other as the referee calls for the bell…
They lock and Gower hits a swift double leg takedown and tries to dominate the Gringo on the matt, a place where he is superior... However the Gringo is no slouch down there and they both begin to work the mat with fast counters much like the last time the two collided, each man familiar with the others intentions....

Tazz: Man these two are fighting over everything... this is gonna be a tough match to call...

Both men fight back up to a vertical base as holds and counters are exchanged on both sides... Gringo ducks under an attempted clothesline from 'The Future' and spins at Gower with a roundhouse but Gower has him spotted and ducks before stand nose to nose with the Gringo as the crowd’s applause goes on around them...

MC: Gower showing the Gringo that he is more then equal with him as far as intensity goes yet again...

Tazz: Man these men might well just rip each others heads off... this is gonna be a rocket busta, just like I predicted...

MC: Not just that Tazz, these two just seem to know what each other is gonna do next… it’s gonna take something special to put the other man down!

Gringo tries for a hammerlock to soften up the arm and that's countered as Gower trips him and goes after a leg lock. Gringo however remembers this tactic from before and rolls so that he too has a leg lock applied… Both men get some of each others limbs and are screaming at each in the hold... Gower however manages to squirm out his leg and kicks at Gringo and the mat before and tiring to turn over into a half crab... Gringo realises this and scrambles to the safety of the ropes....

Tazz: Smart there by Gower... He knows the Gringo loves to springboard and if he takes the legs then the ‘Sensation isn’t gonna be flying anywhere…

MC: And smart by Gringo as well to get to the ropes before any further damage could be done...

The feeling out process continues on the mat as Gower tries to work a headlock to grind Gringo down... Gringo however works his way up back to a vertical base... He elbows at Gower’s ribs and shoots him off the ropes... drop down from Gringo... leapfrog coming back the other way and BAM!

MC: Gringo misses with a huge dropkick and lands hard on the mat!

Tazz: Gower had him spotted there Cole…

Gower scrambles into a quick jacknifed cover...

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MC: Just a near count there... still too early to put Gringo down...

Gringo has rolled outside and Gower follows... But 'The Sensation' was just trying to lull the champ in as he peppers Gower with knife edged chops, hard and fast... He tries to whip Gringo into the guardrail but Gower reverse and sends Gringo towards the railing… But Gringo LEAPS onto the rail and dives off with a modified Gringosault!

MC: No wait Gower has the Gringo spotted again…

Gower lets Gringo slid down and then hit’s the former champ with…

Tazz: Ouch… Fall Away Slam on the outside by Gower! I’d say he’s got the advantage right now!

The crowd buzzes slightly at the strength that move needed from Gower as he brings the ‘Mexican Sensation’ back inside... Now in control he hooks Gringo and hits a perfect vertical suplex... he floats over after the suplex and goes straight into a cover...

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Gower hauls the stunned Gower of the mat and grabs his hands... The Mexican Sensation looks to drive his vicious kicks to the ribs of Gower as payback but 'The Master Of Pain' swats them away with his free hand before drawing Gringo in to a handheld test of strength... Gower is to smart though and breaks it with an elbow to the arm and then hits a smart leg trip into a tight leg hold which he cranks over into a modified single leg crab....

Tazz: Gower's finally got that single leg hold on... maybe he wants to finish the Gringo with the Torture Dispenser tonight? He tried this approach last time and it was pretty successful…

MC: Well they both work on the back and the legs… So either way the more punishment they take the less the Gringo will be able to fly…

Gringo writhes in pain, his ribs and legs under tremendous strain from the hold... he inches forwards towards the ropes, Gower fighting him all the way... He gets close.. oOnly fingertips away... he gets there and Gower has to break the hold....

MC: What’s Gower doing?

Tazz: Well he does have a five count to break...

Gower had refused to release the hold and the referee Jack Doan has to administer a five count on 'The Future of the Business'...

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F... Gower at last releases to loud boos from the crowd...

MC: The fans here tonight not happy with Barry Gower's tactics...

Tazz: Well they might not like it but how many can be able to say they where ERE I.C. champ and TWOStars US Champ at the same time...

Gower now goes after the ribs like a shark smelling blood, the legs not a concern for him at the moment… First he attacks with knees strikes and then as Gringo goes down elbows... Then on the floor with headbutts!

MC: Man Gower is like a man possessed! Just like last time he is trying to break the Gringo’s back and ribs in two!

Gringo is down and winded and 'The Future' rolls him into a quick cover...

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Gower is unperturbed however and lifts Gringo up again, this time looking for his own suplex... Gringo blocks it once but Gower tries again... But Gringo counters into a DDT... Gower remembers though that he was caught like this before and stops the Gringo before nailing him with a beautiful Northern Lights Suplex bridged into a cover!

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MC: Gringo kicks out before the three there… But Gower is all over him

Tazz: He's gonna need more then what he’s showing if he is gonna keep Gower down...

Gower hoists Gringo up but Gringo fires up, the pain in his ribs and the cheers of the crowd spurring him on… He nails a few stiff forearms to the Million Dollar Corporation member... The final one spins Gower round and the champ tries to sneak behind for a suplex... Gower counters and switches standing looking for his rolling Germans but Gringo has him scouted... Gower pushes him off into the ropes and Gringo tries for a...

MC: Gringosault!

Tazz: No look, Gower’s countered it..

Gower has Gringo over his shoulder after catching the lighter champion... But Gringo fights it and slides down 'The Future's' back looking for a Reverse DDT... But Gower counters that again looking for another Northern Lights Suplex… But Gringo this time is wise to Gower after tasting the move before and nails Gower in the knee dropping him down… He stands back for a run up and…


Tazz: Shining Wizard by Gringo!

MC: I believe he calls that the Tribute To Muto now Tazz…

Gower is dazed by the sudden counter attack and reels into the corner… Gringo charges in and nails a high knee in the corner as well for good measure stunning ‘The Future’ even further… He staggers out as Gringo slides onto the apron… he springboards…

MC: The Ode To KENTA by Gringo! Right to the back of Gower’s head!

Gringo is quick to follow up with a pin…

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MC: No, Gower just about kicks out... wow, what a shot to the head by Gringo…

Gringo can't believe it and expresses his disapproval in Jack Doan’s counting... Gower mean while is staggering to his feet only for Gringo to turn round and forearm 'The Future of the Business’ clean through the ropes...

Tazz: What a shot by Gringo!

MC: Like I said Tazz… This is how much he wants the title...

The referee however won't let Gringo go outside to go after Gower and Gringo can’t believe it… Gower staggers up whilst Gringo is trying to get past the ref and uses the rail for support... The referee leans through the ropes to check on Gower and the Gringo has had enough… He takes a run up and leaps….

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MC: The Spanish Fly by Gringo! What an athlete!

Tazz: Looks like he just took it out on his own ribs just as much as Gower though Cole… Both men are down and hurt…

Gringo is hurting though as his bruised and battered ribs are taking their toll... He realises this maybe is his chance and grabs the stunned Gower and rolls him back into the ring… He hoists him up but Gower reverses on him and delivers a hard Double Arm DDT!

Tazz: Whoa what an insult by Gower! One of the Gringo’s own favourite moves!

Not content with the cover though he locks in the GringoLock!

Tazz: GringoLock! GringoLock! This is the move that has brought the Gringo so much success... But now it’s on him! Ha, what a move by Gower!

MC: But it’s banned!

Tazz: Only if Gringo uses it Cole, that’s the stipulation! Ha what a move!

Gringo still has a free arm though and peppers the ribs of Gower in a vain attempt to escape... It works though, the pain too is not too much for Gringo, his arm still fresh and Gower doesn’t want to risk holding onto the move... Gringo, whose arm is free but not his neck works his way to his knees with Gower there they both fight over a neck crank! Both men pulling hard on each others necks and the referee checking between them to see who will tap first!

MC: My god, neither man wanting to give up the advantage...

Tazz: God Cole, their trying to break each others necks!

MC: Shades of their post Summerslam meeting Tazz! Neither man wanting to back down!

Gringo begins to fade off a little though... his small spell in the GringoLock weakening him... Gower gets out and hoists Gringo up...

Tazz: Exploder Suplex! No countered by Gringo!

Gringo quickly spots that Gower is trying us his arsenal against him yet again and counters out into an Exploder of his own!

MC: No Tazz! That’s an Exploder!

Gringo quickly rolls into the cover...

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MC: No, Gower still with some left in the tank...

Be that as it may both men are down and breathing hard at the effort they are putting forward… The camera takes this time to look at Holt, the champion just staring at the ring with a small sly smile on his face…

Tazz: I wonder what’s going through his mind…

Gringo has the end on his mind as he cuts his throat and signals for the Skullburner... But Gower wants none of and quickly switches behind the champion... He looks to hook the arms...

Tazz: Gower looking for the Tiger Suplex’s...

MC: But Gringo is fighting it...

Gringo avoids the Tiger suplex but Gower is having none of it and throws the champ over anyway in German suplex

MC: But the Gringo has it scouted and lands on his feet!

Gringo goes to Back suplex Gower but Gower is wise to that as well... He elbows away at the temple of the Gringo and switches again before delivering another German Suplex… Right into a bridge!

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MC: Gringo again just kicks out... Looks like he is staying true to his promise...

Tazz: Hey, it’s his funeral... Gower wants this just as much as him remember…

Gower isn't done and whi