Handicap Match
Perfectly Perfect Duo Vs. Ripper w/ Nympheta

Denika Andersen: The following contest is a two on one handicap match. Introducing first....

The theme for Saw hits the PA system the lights go out. At the 22 second point Nympheta walks out holding a whip She kneels down on the ramp and as she does The Ripper walks out. He looks at her and tells her to rise. She rises and they walk to the ring.

Denika Andersen: From Louisville, Kentucky and accompanied by Nympheta... He weighs in at 250lbs.... THE RIPPER!

The Ripper climbs into the ring and looks up at the ramp as Nympheta stands by his side cracking her whip.

Michael Barclay: Will you stop staring?

Eric Raper: I can't help it. There is something about Nympheta that I can't shake, that girl is a fox!

Michael Barclay: You have issues.

Eric Raper: Perhaps... But I would love for Nympheta to work them out for me!

Denika Andersen: And his opponents....

The lighting over the arena goes completely out.

"Yeah!"

White Zombie's "More Human Than Human" begins to blast thoughout the arena.

"I am the Astro-Creep
A demolition style
Hell American freak"

The crowd breaks into a heel pop as "Sensuous" Samantha Bevins walks out. Samantha is looking glamorous, as always. She grins deviously and stands with her hands on her hips.

"I am the crawling dead
A phantom in a box
Shadow in your head"

The lights pop back on as none other than The PPD, Lance and Max Studd walk out behind The Sensuous One. Lance and Max both wear black wrestling tights and old school "PPD" t-shirts. Lance sports lime green knee pads and boots while Max's are bright yellow. Samantha begins to walk to the ring as the Studd brothers follow closely behind.

Denika Andersen: From Palm Beach, Florida at a combined weight of 505lbs and accompanied to the ring by "Sensuous" Samantha Bevins.... Lance and Max Studd.... THE PERFECTLY PERFECT DUO!!

Michael Barclay: So here we go. A two on one match to get the juices going.

Eric Raper: More like three on two. Hell, lets just get rid of the guys right now and have some hot girl on girl action!

Michael Barclay: This is a wrestling program, not a porn channel!

Eric Raper: So are you saying you would rather watch a couple of sweaty men work it out rather than two smoking hot ladies?

Michael Barclay: That's not what-

Eric Raper: Hey whatever you do in the privacy of your own home is really up to you my man.

Michael Barclay: ...Just call the damn match.

The PPD are still on the outside looking up at Ripper as Samantha gives the pair instructions. Inside the ring, Ricky Martinez the referee is trying his best to get Nympheta out of the ring. But she is not leaving easily.

Eric Raper: Haha! Look at Martinez trying to cop a feel! Go on son!

Michael Barclay: He is just trying to start the match.

Eric Raper: Yeah yeah... He's trying to start something alright.

Finally Nympheta climbs out of the ring and Martinez tells the PPD to get in while calling for the bell. Ripper stands ready as Lance and Max look at each other before sliding under the ring at the same time. Ripper explodes forward and kicks Max right in the face hard before turning towards Lance and throwing a quick forearm to his face. Lance is stunned for a moment, staggering backwards. Ripper grabs his arm and whips Lance across the ring into the ropes. When he comes back he catches Lance in the face with a big boot.

Michael Barclay: Ripper isn't messing about tonight. He may have to face two people but he isn't let that slow him down.

Eric Raper: If he keeps this pace up he should be on course for a happy ending tonight.

Lance is on the mat holding his face as Samantha pounds on the ring apron, urging him to get up. Max has recovered enough from the kick to his face to stand and charge at Ripper but he is scouted and Ripper catches him, wrapping his hand around Max's throat.

Michael Barclay: Ripper is look for an early chokeslam. That could be enough to put Max Studd's lights out.

Eric Raper: Lets be honest, that won't take much. The Studd's lights are about as dim as you can get.

Ripper clamps down on Max's throat causing his face to go red. But he waited just a little bit too long. As he starts to lift Max up off the floor, Lance smashes him across the back of the head with a axe handle. Ripper lets go of Max and swivels round only to eat a stiff punch to the mouth from Lance who quickly follows up with a knife edged chop. Still slightly red in the face, Max kicks out at Ripper's leg, forcing him down to one knee. Lance moves in a connects with a stiff European uppercut to Ripper before hitting him with a standing drop kick and sending him to the mat.

Michael Barclay: It didn't take long for Ripper to become lost in the odds.

Eric Raper: Well what do you expect? The PPD are a well oiled tag team machine. I doubt Ripper will last long at all.

With Ripper on the mat Lance heads over to Max to make sure he is okay. After a few moments of recovery, the pair head over to Ripper who was trying to stand, and start to stomp all over him.

Eric Raper: That's the game plan right there. Keep Ripper off his feet and wear him down. I bet that was the luscious Samantha's idea.

Michael Barclay: More than likely. They do need to keep the pressure on Ripper, never giving him a chance to recover.

Lance continues to stomp all over Ripper's head as Max climbs to the second rope and leaps off, hitting a leg drop. He hooks the leg and tries for a pin.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

Ripper kicks out!

Eric Raper: That was a close one.

Michael Barclay: Ripper needs a change of pace.

Max pulls Ripper up and whips him into the ropes. As he comes back Max looks for a clothesline but Ripper ducks, hitting the opposite ropes. This time as he comes back Lance and Max join hands and look for another clothesline. Ripper ducks underneath and stops in the middle of the ring, turning around to face his opponents. Lance and Max turn at the same time only to eat a double clothesline from Ripper, knocking them both to the ring as Ripper drops to his knees.

Michael Barclay: That's a good start but Ripper needs to start splitting the PPD up. Divide and conquer.

Ripper gets to his feet slowly at the same time as Lance Studd. Ripper grabs a hold of tag partner and hits him with a headbutt, before lifting him up and dropping him down to the mat with a side slam. The ring rocks with the force and Ripper tries for the pin.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

It's broken up by Max, who hits the rope and then drives a knee into Ripper's face collapsing him down to the mat.

Michael Barclay: Nice save there by Max Studd.

Eric Raper: Going for the pin there was stupid. Ripper should have focused on the other man.

At this point "Sensuous" Samantha Bevins climbs on to the ring apron and starts shouting at Martinez. The referee looks away from the action and walks over to the ropes to stop Bevins from actually climbing into the ring.

Michael Barclay: What is she doing?

Eric Raper: Being an evil genius.

As the referee is distracted by Samantha's theatrics the team of Lance and Max Studd starts to choke out the Ripper with boots to his throat. They hang onto the ropes for leverage as the crowd voice their disapproval.

Michael Barclay: Oh come on! They already have a numbers advantage, now they want to cheat too?

Eric Raper: It's all about that W baby and whatever it takes to get it. Imagine if they lost here tonight, they would never live that down.

Michael Barclay: That's not true. The Ripper is a strong opponent, he has every chance to win.

Eric Raper: Oh come on. Like you said, they have the numbers, they HAVE to win.

Finally the choke is broken and Ripper rolls out of the ring trying to catch his breath. Samantha climbs off the apron looking smug but is completely unaware that Nympheta is stood behind her, whip in hand.

Michael Barclay: Looks like you are about to get your wish Eric.

Eric Raper: Now THIS is what I am talking about!

Samantha holds her hands up as if to reveal in the crowds boos, only to turn around and walk right into Nympheta, who promptly pushes the woman away from her and slaps her hard across the face as the crowd “ooooooooh!”. Samantha looks shocked as her check flushes bright red, she quickly gathers herself and launches at Nympheta and soon the two woman are pulling at each others hair while screaming at the top of their lungs.

Michael Barclay: The referee really needs to get a hold of things before they spiral out of control.

Eric Raper: Yeah smack her! She's been a bad girl! Oh, oh, rip her shirt! That will teach her a lesson.

Michael Barclay: ...Oh please.

The womens scuffle has caught the eye of the wrestlers in the ring. Lance rolls right out to aid Samantha and manges to pull Nympheta off his manager. He holds her, kicking and screaming as Samantha straightens herself out and rears back slapping Nympheta across the face.

Eric Raper: Paybacks a bitch!

Michael Barclay: Indeed.

Lance releases Nympheta and shoves her to the floor. Little did he know that Ripper had rolled out of the ring and walked up behind him. Lance turns and Ripper knocks him to the floor with a big boot to the face. He then promptly pulls Lance up by his tights and throws him head first into the crowd barrier.

Eric Raper: Ouch!

Michael Barclay: That was a sick crunch as Lance's head smashed into the barrier there.

Ripper turns his attention right back to Samantha and he starts to slowly stalk her as Nympheta shouts encouragement at him. Samantha looks horrified and backs away before tripping over the ring steps. Ripper takes his opportunity and grabs a handful of Samantha's hair and yanks her to her feet.

Michael Barclay: Now this is going to get nasty.

Eric Raper: Nothing wrong with that!

Michael Barclay: But there is something wrong with you.

Just as it looks like Ripper is going to inflict some serious damage on Samantha, Max Studd flies of the ring apron and takes him down with a clothesline. Samantha falls to the floor and Nympheta scuttles away. Ripper falls on his side and Max is instantly up, pull Ripper to his feet and whipping him hard into the ring apron. He follows this up with a knee to the gut before rolling Ripper back into the ring.

Michael Barclay: Looks like Max took offense to seeing Ripper lay his hands on Samantha.

Eric Raper: Can you blame him? Ripper should keep his ugly hands to himself.

Max stomps on Ripper for a little while before pulling him up to his feet and locking up with him. The pair break and Max whips Ripper into the turnbuckle. Ripper hits hard and staggers out and Max is right there and takes him down with a spinebuster, quickly hooking the leg for the pin.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

...Three!!!

NO! Ripper kicks out at the last second!

Eric Raper: Oooh! That should have been it!

Michael Barclay: Almost was.

Max looks upset and he pulls Ripper back to his feet, setting him against the ropes and starts to wail away on him. Hitting him with right hand after right hand. As this is happening Lance Studd is finally coming too on the outside after being thrown head first into the crowd barrier. He stands shakily with blood trickling down his face from a cut above his eye. Samantha rushes towards him and urges him to get back into the ring.

Michael Barclay: Lance doesn't look all there.

Eric Raper: He took a stiff shot to the head, he just needs to shake it off.

After a moment of confusion Lance slides into the ring and speeds towards Ripper who is still leaning up against the ropes. He looks for a clothesline, but at the last second Ripper pulls Max into Lance's path and watches as Lance clotheslines his tag partner over the top rope!

Michael Barclay: What is he doing?!

Eric Raper: Losing his team the match.

Lance can't believe what has happened. He staggers to the ropes and looks over, looking at Max, who has landed awkwardly on his shoulder. Nympheta rushes over to the fallen Studd with a paddle in hand and starts to spank him.

Michael Barclay: What the hell? Where did that paddle come from?

Eric Raper: Who cares! I've been a bad boy too Nympheta! Come and teach me a lesson!

Lance is clearly feeling the after effects of the bump to his head and is not quite all there. Ripper takes advantage of this by walking up behind him and spinning him round, taking him down with a chokeslam. Ripper pulls Lance up one more time before taking him down for good with the Asiac Spike.

Michael Barclay: DAMN!

Eric Raper: It's over, he's not getting up from that.

Ripper hooks the leg and Martinez drops for the pin.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

...Three!!!

Denika Andersen: Here is your winner... THE RIPPER!

Samantha had rushed to Max's aid and chased off Nympheta only to turn round in time to see Ripper's hand raised in victory. She is furious!

WINNER: Ripper

Eric Raper: Well who woulda thunk it?

Michael Barclay: An impressive win for the Ripper here tonight. He really showed what he is capable of.

Eric Raper: Yeah, not bad I guess. I still want to see more from him though.

Michael Barclay: And I'm sure it will come in the ensuing weeks.

The scene fades to Gabriel in a hall way, with his wreslting gear, stretching out and starting to get loose for his match. The camera pans around him, his Hardcord title sitting on a chair with a roll of duct tape sitting next to it. Gabriel looks up, stairing at the camera.

Gabriel: Good, you guys got the message that I had something to say. In the next few minutes I will be competing on a match litterally for my life. Gabriel vs Sam Mason. The event pretty much sells its self, and I am looking forward to competing against such a great opponent.

He finishes up lacing up his boots, and takes a seat next to his title. He notices that the gold plate with his name on it is starting to fall off. Gabriel appropriatly grabs his roll of duct tape and secures the name plate on his belt, the same name tag which had been there for a month now.

Gabriel: In saying that Sam Manson is my greatest opponent to date, I am indeed trying to offend everyone else in the LSW. The only people that are worth watching here are Mr. Manson, our World Champion- Vincent Demichelis, Rayvn, and myself. Everyone else that I've faced and seen here in the LSW has been nothing more then a joke. You want proof?

Gabriel laughes.

Gabriel: How about you look at the fact that the Hardcore title has been on the line 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Anyone and everyone has a chance to win it, and yet no one even attempts it. Losers is what I have to say to the rest of the roster. The only one who's tried to attack me is Axl, and even that was a sad attempt. Come on Ronnie McNeil, Aaron Rodgers, Assassin, The Ripper, Mason, hell even Triggs, where in the hell are you guys at? Right now im calling each and every roster member out. I want a challange, I want someone who's actually hungry enough to take this title away from me, because I dont think anyone can. So come on boys, bring it. Ill be right here, waiting for you until you do.

The scene fades away from Gabriel as he places the Hardcore Belt down once more, getting back up to continue with his pre-match routine. The scene fades from the view of Gabriel's locker room to the arena once more.

Michael Barclay: Gabriel, the Hardcore Champion, is certainly not looking to make friends here in LSW.

Eric Raper: Who needs friends? He has gold to think about.

Michael Barclay: Which he doesn't seem to bothered about having to fight to keep.

Eric Raper: He wants to fight, he wants to inflict pain.

Michael Barclay: That has come across so far.

Eric Raper: Keep it coming I say.

Michael Barclay: We will see how he fars in a few moments but right now we are going backstage to where we are told Brandon Matthews is.

The scene fades to Brandon Matthews who is stood at the back door of the arena as a call pulls up in the parking lot. Brandon takes a couple of steps towards the car before the door opens and Roger Humphries, the man who walked out at Unlesahed and landed LSW in a referee crisis, steps out the car.

Eric Raper: What the hell is he doing here?

Michael Barclay: Maybe Brandon has brought him here to talk things out?

Eric Raper: Brought him here to kick his ass more like. He left us in the shit.

Michael Barclay: I will admit it wasn't a great position to be in but it didn't work out too badly.

Humphries pauses for a moment as he looks at Brandon, who signalls for him to follow as he tusn and moves back inside the arena. Roger Humphries takes a deep breathe before flowing on through the door after Brandon Matthews.

Michael Barclay: Brandon Matthews not allowing us to see what this meeting is about, but I am sure we will find the outcome at some point.

Eric Raper: Even if you don't Brandz will let me know.

Michael Barclay: Quite...but we do have a ref for our next match, so lets get to that.

Eric Raper: Matthews Triggs has to prove himself a bit here, he is against the man who lost to Sam Manson for the Prodigy Title.

Michael Barclay: And of course Triggs is the #1 Contender to that title.

Eric Raper: Lets see if he can live up to it.

Singles Match
Matthew Triggs Vs. Axl Dempsey

"When It's Time To Party
You Know We'll Party Hard!"

The heavy yet melodic "Party Hard" by Andrew WK begins to blast out around the arena as the fans are brought to their feet in cheers. The stage area is a wash with flashing orange and red lights as Axl Dempsey bounces his way out from behind the stage curtain to greet the fans. He stands at the top of the ramp before tugging on the front of his t-shirt 3 times and throwing his arms into the air at the top of the ramp as an extra cheer goes up from the fans.

The bell tolls and Denika's voice is heard.

Denika Andersen: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, hailing from Southampton, England...weighing in tonight at 232 pounds...Axl Dempsey!

Dempsey looks up around the fans for a moment before beginning to sprint down the ramp, sliding under the bottom rope smoothly into the ring. He quickly pouches to his feet before running to the far turnbuckle and jumping up onto it. He looks out over the fans, performing his shirt tugs and throws his arms up into the air once more. As the fans continue to cheer, Axl graduates from the second turnbuckle where he is stood - to standing on the top turnbuckle. In a quick and fluid move he throws himself backwards in a moonsault to stand on his feet in the ring, ready to compete.

Michael Barclay: Axl was so close to winning the Prodigy Championship last week at Unleashed but obviously fell just short.

Eric Raper: And saying that is an understatement. That match was tremendous and was a back and forth showcase between him and Sam Manson.

The arena fills with darkness, but red spotlights begins to shine from the stage, into the arena roof, and then around into the crowd as "Shock of the Lightning" plays over the sound system. Appearing at the top of the ramp, a smiling Matthew Triggs stands, holding both of his arms in the air, inviting the crowd to witness his prime physical shape. As he drops his arms, fireworks explode into the roof of the arena, and the lights are raised up. Strobe lights still flash in time to the music as Triggs makes his way down to the ring.

Denika Andersen: His opponent...hailing from Manchester, England...weighing in at 229 pounds...Matthew Triggs!

He slides under the bottom rope, and climbs onto the turnbuckle - pointing both of his thumbs towards his chest as he does so. He jumps down, and awaits the start of the match.

Eric Raper: Here is the man who get's the first crack at Sam Manson's Prodigy Championship.

Michael Barclay: I wonder if that gets to Axl, that the opponent he faces tonight will have an opportunity to get his hands at the same gold that Axl had in his grasp last Sunday.

Denika is out of the ring and referee Steve Posey calls the for the bell. The bells rings and the match is underway.

Michael Barclay: While we have the chance, you notice that LSW has taken, I suppose, former senior referee Roger Humphreys walk out at Unleashed very seriously and we have got new referees. You are now seeing the debut of referee Steve Posey.

Eric Raper: Poor Roger. He couldn't handle being the man in charge so he has a hissy fit and forces Brandon to get more refs. He could be using that money he is paying these new referees to make my salary larger. I have just decided I hate Roger Humphreys.

Michael Barclay: Grow up, Eric.

Matthew and Axl circles the ring and then gets into a collar and elbow tie up. The two jockey for position before Axl gains advantage by hitting Matthew with a quick hip toss. Matthew quickly gets up but it met with a clothesline. Axl lifts Matthew and whips him in the ropes. When Matthew comes off the ropes, Axl hits him with a powerslam. Axl stands up and leaps up and hits Matthew with a leg drop across the throat.Axl gets up and hits Matthew with another hard leg drop. Axl lifts Matthew to his feet and kicks him in the gut. Axl then hits him with a snap suplex and floats over for a pinfall.

...ONE!!!

...TW...

Matthew kicks out.

Michael Barclay: Mr. Triggs is going for a quick pin already.

Axl gets to his feet and begins stomping on Matthew. Axl lifts Matthew and whips in the ropes. Axl goes for a back body drop but Matthew sees this coming and hits Axl with a DDT. Matthew gets Axl to this feet and begins hitting Axl with several knife edge chops before backing him up in the ropes and whipping him to the opposite side. Axl comes off the ropes and Matthew hits him with a back body drop. Axl pops to hit feet and are put down again with a spinning heel kick. Matthew goes out of the ring climbs up the top. Axl gets to his feet and is met with a missle dropkick. Matthew goes for a pin.

...ONE!!!

...TW...

Axl kicks out. Matthew gets Axl to his feet and then hits him with a European uppercut. Matthew quickly goes around Axl and wraps him from behind and hits Axl with a German suplex. Matthew goes back out of the ring and to the top ropes. He waits for Axl to get to his feet. Axl is up and then Matthew flies off the top ropes and goes for a cross body block but Axl ducks out of the way and Matthew crashes hard on the mat. Axl goes over to Matthew and get him up to the point where he can put Matthew's head in between his legs. Axl then lifts Matthew and hits him with a piledriver. Axl drags Matthew's body closer to a corner. Axl then leaves the ring and climbs to the top. Off the top ropes, Axl leaps off and hits Matthew with a swanton bomb. Axl goes for a cover.

Michael Barclay: What an acrobatic move from Axl Dempsey.

Eric Raper: I have seen him do that many times but I don't know if it works.

...ONE!!!

...TWO!!!

...TH...

Matthew kicks out.

Michael Barclay: A lot of pinfalls so far in this match.

Eric Raper: I think that is going to be a characteristic to the Prodigy ranks. A lot of quick tempo and see if someone can sneak in a pin here and there.

Axl gets up and slowly Matthew is to his feet. Axl then hits Matthew with several quick jabs before Axl kicks him in the gut. Axl then hooks Matthew's arms and hits him with a double arm DDT. Axl then backs up. He waits for Matthew to get to his knees. Matthew does and Axl charges and goes for his finisher but Matthew ducks out of the way. He then gets up quickly and turns to Axl who is charging again but Matthew ducks a little bit but sets up and hits the Triggers End.

Michael Barclay: What a sequence. Matthew hits the Triggers End! Could it be over?

Matthew goes for a cover.

...ONE!!!

...TWO!!!

...THRE...

Axl kicks out. Matthew gets up while lifting Axl to his feet. Axl rakes Matthew's eyes while he was getting him up. Axl then goes to whip Matthew in the corner but Matthew revereses but instead of whipping him in the corner, Matthew brings Axl back to him and hits him with a spinebuster.

Eric Raper: I don't know if Axl will need a chiropracter after that. I think that spinebuster took the air out of Axl Dempsey.

Michael Barclay: This is a great back and forth match between Axl and Matthew tonight here in New Orleans.

Matthew goes to the outside and to the top rope. He then leaps off and hits Axl with a frog splash and goes for the cover.

...ONE!!!

...TWO!!!

...THRE...

Axl kicks out. Matthew gets up and then lifts Axl's limp body. Matthew then kicks Axl in the gut and goes for his impaler finisher but before Matthew can get him up, Axl blocks and reverses out of it. Axl is now behind Matthew and is going for a German suplex but Matthew blocks this by hitting Axl with elbow shots to the head until Axl lets go. Matthew then wraps about Axl's body and goes for a German suplex. Matthew gets him up but Axl blocks the move by wrapping his legs around Matthew's legs and going for a roll-up.

...ONE!!!

...TWO!!!

...THRE...

Matthew kicks out.

Michael Barclay: What an exchange of reversals!

Axl and Matthew quickly gets to their feet. Matthew then charges towards Axl and goes for a spear but Axl moves out of the way and uses his momentum and shoves him in the turnbuckles. Axl then backs up a little. Matthew turns around a little and Axl charges and hits Matthew with the Quick Kick.

Eric Raper: That's a migraine waiting to happen.

Axl gets Matthew out of the corner and pins him.

...ONE!!!

...TWO!!!

...THREE!!!

Referee Steve Posey calls for the bell. "Party Hard" plays as the bell rings and Denika makes the announcement.

Denika Andersen: Here is your winner...Axl Dempsey!

WINNER: Axl Dempsey

Michael Barclay: Axl gets redemption somewhat as he pins the number one contender for teh Prodigy Championship.

Eric Raper: Now does this victory justify that Axl should be considered to get a shot at Sam Manson and his championship belt.

Michael Barclay: Maybe it does but for now he just has a victory tonight on Defiance.

The camera fades to the backstage locker room area where we can see Ripper as he talks with Nympheta. The camera is unable to catch what they are discussing but they are soon interupted by a knock at the door. They each pause for a moment before Doctor Stevens walks in.

Doctor Edward Stevens: I’ve done both of your tests.

The Ripper: And?

Nympheta: Yeah did they come back positive or negative?

Doctor Edward Stevens: They both came back positive meaning that both of you are brother and sister and one of my other patients is your brother as well.

The Ripper: What happens now?

Doctor Edward Stevens: Well its up to you, can get together with your family member if you want to.

The Ripper: We’ll think about it.

Nympheta: Wait a minute if Ripper and I are related how come only you two know who he is under his mask?

Doctor Edward Stevens: Nympheta that will all make sense to you very soon I promise. Until then I need you two to do something else for me.

The Ripper: What is it?

Doctor Edward Stevens: Meet me through the week to discuss something.

Nympheta: What do you want to discuss?

Doctor Edward Stevens: I can’t say yet because it’ll ruin everything.

The Ripper: We’ll be there.

Nympheta: Ripper what are you doing?

The Ripper: Nympheta I want to know what he wants us to do. Therefore I’m willing to do whatever I can to fid out what he has in mind.

Doctor Edward Stevens: Great I’ll see you through the week.

Doctor Stevens turns and exits the locker room leaving Nympheta and Ripper alone as the scene fades back to the Kerin Atcher.

As the scene fades to her, Kerin Atcher is stood outside of a skybox suite.

Kerin Atcher: All night we have got word that there was some sort of celebration happening in this suite. We don't know if it a party of fans or someone we know but I am here to find out.

Kerin knocks on the doors. No one answers. She knocks again and once again no one answers. She knocks for a third time and this time it is harder. Finally a woman comes to the door.

Woman: May I help you!

Kerin Atcher: Excuse me but we are to find out what is going on.

Woman: I don't see how it is any of your business.

Kerin Atcher: Well it is because I work for this company and tonight we own this suite.

A man in a business suit comes to the door.

Man: Excuse, you can go back to the party.

The woman leaves.

Man: Hi, I am Andrew Donavan. We are just have a little celebration for LSW's newest and most promising athlete, Sean Nosawa.

Kerin Atcher: Really, is he here?

Andrew Donovan: Of course he is.

Kerin Atcher: Can I talk to him?

Andrew Donovan: Hold on, I will see what he wants to do.

Andrew leaves and Kerin goes back to the camera.

Kerin Atcher: As we just heard, Sean Nosawa is here in the building and hopefully we will get a few words with him.

Andrew comes back to the door.

Andrew Donovan: Come on in.

Kerin and the cameraman follows Andrew. They come to a guy sitting in a bar stool with a black designer suit on with a woman resting her arm on his shoulder.

Andrew Donovan: Sean, this is Kerin Archer.

Kerin Atcher: It's Atcher. Sean it's nice to meet you.

Sean looks her up and down.

Sean Nosawa: Yeah, it's your pleasure.

Kerin Atcher: Hmmm, ok. Sean how are you liking LSW so far?

Sean Nosawa: There is some great competition out there but it could be a lot better and that's why I am here.

Kerin Atcher: You are a very confident man but we haven't seen anything from you so why would we believe what you say?

Sean Nosawa: Kerin, right? Kerin, I back up my words and you will see that next week as I will be in that very ring. I will show everyone in LSW that I will be the franchise of this company. I won't be doing that shitty hardcore crap that you guys started the show off with. No, we will have wrestling here. This is Last Stand WRESTLING, correct? I will show everyone next week.

Kerin Atcher: Well Sean...

Before she can finish, Sean interrupts her.

Sean Nosawa: I have said enough. I want to finish the show with no more interruptions. Andy, please show her the way out.

Andrew comes back and guides her by her back out of the suite.

Andrew Donovan: Thanks for coming but it's over now.

Kerin and the cameraman are pushed outside of the suite and the door is closed on them. Kerin goes back the camera.

Kerin Atcher: Well we will see Sean Nosawa debut next week when Defiance is in Biloxi, Mississppi. Eric, Michael back to you.

The scene goes back inside the arena and the camera goes to Eric and Michael at the broadcast table as Defiance's theme song is playing in the background.

Michael Barclay: A very cocky young man in Sean Nosawa and hopefully we will see that he can back up his talk next week. Defiance is rocking here in the Big Easy and we have a lot more action from LSW still to come tonight. But right now we want to talk about the spectacle that was Unleashed. Last Sunday we had a awesome time in Lubbock and fans there were on fire. The United Spirit Arena was completely sold out.

Eric Raper: And there was a reason for that. The action we had booked was solid. From the start to the finish, the crowd was hot and I was one of them. The competitors put on a great show and I know why I am in the business.

Michael Barclay: LSW crowned a new Prodigy champion in Sam Manson and a new World's champion as Vincent Demichelis is man on top here in our company. That brings us to Sunday, August 16th as LSW presents Nemesis.

Graphics roll across the bottom of the screen.

Michael Barclay: Nemesis will be live from the suburbs of Chicago in Rosemont, Illinois at the All State Arena.

Eric Raper: People in Chicago and surrounding areas do not want to miss out. If you watched Unleashed, and all of you guys should have, know show LSW put on shows and this will be a hot ticket.

Michael Barclay: Tickets will go on sale this Wednesday. So head to the All State Arena or head to LSWrestling.com to get your seats for Nemesis.

Graphics flash on the screen with Ronnie McNeil and Aaron Rodgers posing.

Michael Barclay: Still to come tonight is our main event; Ronnie McNeil and Aaron Rodgers will go one on one.

Scene goes back to Eric and Michael.

Eric Raper: Great competitors but wow, we have a champion versus champion match tonight and that's not the main event. These guys better put on a great show for us.

Michael Barclay: Im sure they will. As Eric said we have a champion versus champion match coming up and with that let's go to our ring announcer, Denika Andersen.

Singles Match
Sam Manson Vs. Gabriel

Denika Andersen: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first....

The lights go dim, and the stage is flooded with a dark blue as #Remember the name# hits the PA system.

Denika Andersen: Weighing in at 245lbs and from Miami, Florida. He is the LSW Hardcore champion... GABRIEL!

Gabriel emerges through the back in a long leather coat, stopping at the ramp and kisses his two fingers, touches his head, his heart, and then points his index finger to the sky. Gabriel acknowledges the fans as he makes his way slowly down the ramp, and roles in the ring. Gabriel bounces off the ropes a few times before handing his leather coat the ref, and stands, waiting for his opponent.

Eric Raper: I can't help but LOVE this guy.

Michael Barclay: He has been a force from the moment he stepped into the LSW.

Eric Raper: He has done nothing but kick ass.

Denika Andersen: And his opponent....

"Are you ready" by Creed begins playing over the PS system as the fans begin to cheer.

Denika Andersen: From Calgary, Alberta, Canada and weighing in at 200lbs, he is the LSW Prodigy champion... SAM MANSON!

Sam Manson walks out from behind the curtain as the cheers grow louder. He walks down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans on the way down, he moves around the ringside area slapping hands with the fans before climbing onto the crowd barrier and posing while facing the cheering fans. He jumps off the crowd barrier and slides under the bottom rope. Inside the ring he climbs to the middle turnbuckle and poses once again for the fans before the music fades out.

Michael Barclay: I have been waiting for this match for a long time. Champion against champion. Tonight we get to see who is the best!

Eric Raper: Gabriel hands down. That man is a beast and has been tearing his way though the roster without breaking a sweat.

Michael Barclay: But Manson has been looking good too. You don't get to coast by and win the Prodigy title.

The bell rings and the two men circle each other before locking up. Manson gets the upper hand but Gabriel brings his knee up and drives it into Manson's abdomen causing him to double over and break the grapple. Gabriel takes the opportunity to drive a elbow into the exposed neck of Manson forcing him to his knees before clotheslining him down to the mat. Gabriel hooks Manson's leg, but the referee barely gets to one before he kicks out.

Eric Raper: Look at that smirk on Gabriel's face! That's what I'm talking about...He is going to put Manson in his place tonight.

Michael Barclay: He feels like he has a lot to prove and this would be the perfect stage to prove it.

Gabriel pulls Manson to his feet by his hair and drags him over to the turnbuckle. He starts stomping all over him and Manson falls to the mat. Gabriel turns his back on Manson and throws his hands up to the crowd who return the gesture with a cheer. Manson finally gets to his feet and Gabriel turns and just motions for him to come and get it. Manson charges and the pair lock up again, this time Manson forces Gabriel backwards and into the ropes. The referee calls for a break by Manson ignores him forcing Gabriel awkwardly backwards over the ropes. Finally Manson breaks on 4.5 backing away from Gabriel with a dark look. Gabriel is angry and starts arguing with the referee while pointing at Manson. Sam has had enough of Gabriel's lip and charges forward, clotheslining him up and over the top rope to the floor below.

Michael Barclay: A battle of the wills, and Manson appears to be winning.

Eric Raper: Hells yeah!

Michael Barclay: At least for now anyway.

Gabriel shakes his head out and quickly climbs back into the ring, unwilling to let Manson get into his head. Gabriel stalks towards him pointing a finger at Manson who just smiles at him and returns his gesture, telling him to come and get it. Gabriel explodes towards the Prodigy champ and the two grapple up again. Gabriel drives another knee, this time connecting with Manson's nose and follows up with a quick Double arm DDT. Gabriel quickly pulls Manson up and whips him into the ropes catching him with a Belly to back suplex as he comes back and hooks the leg for the pin.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

Kick out!

Michael Barclay: That was a close.

Eric Raper: Well Manson did ask Gabriel to bring it...

Manson looks shaken but manages to gets to his feet. Gabriel meets him and kicks him in the stomach and scoops him up nailing a back breaker. On impact, Sam smartly rolls into the ropes and hooks his arm around the bottom one. Gabriel gets back to his feet and kicks Manson's arm hard. Manson gets to his knees and back to his feet and Gabriel is quickly on him. The grapple turns into a hammer lock and Manson looks to be in a lot of pain.

Michael Barclay: Gabriel is controlling the pace so far. That isn't good news for Sam Manson.

Eric Raper: He really needs to get Gabriel playing his game. This way Gabriel will just continue to wear him down, picking him apart piece by piece.

Manson senses that's he's in trouble and tries to reach back and grab Gabriel's face, but he is always just out of reach. He looks around and with a sudden burst of strength he drives backwards and forces Gabriel into the corner pushing the air up and out of his lungs. Gabriel breaks the hold and before he can react Manson is charging at him again and connects with a stinger splash. Gabriel staggers out of the corner and Manson moves in a takes him down with a Tornado DDT before scrambling to hook the leg.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

Kick out by Gabriel!

Eric Raper: See what I mean! Underestimate this man at your peril!

Michael Barclay: Manson still looks a little out of it though.

Manson can't seem to get over how close he was to a victory then. He is on his knees arguing his point to the referee as Gabriel rolls away and slowly gets to his feet. Manson gives up and stands himself, heading towards Gabriel and catches him with a stiff kick and then another. He whips Gabriel into the ropes and catches him with a snap suplex. Gabriel hits the mat and Manson covers again.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

Kick out!

Eric Raper: That isn't going do it. Manson needs to get back on his game and focus on high energy attacks.

Michael Barclay: Everything he's doing is forcing Gabriel to expend the energy to kick out.

Gabriel and Manson get to their feet at the same time, Gabriel looks winded but is the first to launch an attack, catching Manson with a hard knife edged chop. He follows it up with another and then another before whipping Manson across the ring. Manson has other ideas however and reveres the move sending Gabriel into the ropes. Manson tries to hip toss Gabriel but he blocks. Gabriel tries to hip toss Manson but he blocks too. Thinking fast, Gabriel throws a punch into the side of Manson's head and tries for the Fall From Grace. Manson feels it coming and ducks under and away from Gabriel's grasp he hits the ropes and looks for a running facebuster but Gabriel ducks and Manson hits the opposite set of ropes. As Manson comes back Gabriel catches him with a back body drop. Manson flies though the air and hits hard. Gabriel follows up by scooping him up and connecting with a capture suplex. Hooking the leg he tries for a pin.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

Michael Barclay: A lot of near falls... This match could go either way..

Eric Raper: As much as I hate to admit it, Manson is holding his own with Gabriel out there.

They have both climbed to their feet and Gabriel is now slowly circling Manson. Finally the two collide in a grapple but neither man can get the upper hand. They break and Gabriel swings his right hand. Manson ducks and connects with a hard right hand right in Gabriel's gut. He buckles over and backs away, Manson moves it looking to further push his advantage, but Gabriel just launches himself forward and takes Manson down with a Running high knee to the face.

Michael Barclay: Nice counter from Gabriel.

Eric Raper: He really showed his steel there.

Gabriel crawls away from Manson clutching his stomach as Manson slowly starts to get to his feet. He looks around and sees Gabriel still trying to get his breath back and stalks right over to him. Manson pulls Gabriel to his feet by his head before hitting him with a harsh chop across his chest. Gabriel winces and Manson moves in looking for a hip toss. Thinking quick however, Gabriel headbutts Manson hard forcing him release the hold. Manson staggers back holding his head and Gabriel moves in taking him down with a Northern Lights suplex. Gabriel quickly hooks his leg as the referee counts.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

Manson kicks out!

Michael Barclay: Gabriel is actually looking good...

Eric Raper: He looks good every night.

Gabriel looks annoyed but quickly pulls Manson back up to his feet and forces him into the corner. Gabriel starts to stomp away on Manson before backing up a few steps. Gabriel measures Manson up and charges at him looking for a big boot. Manson is wise to the game and rolls out of the way at the last second, causing Gabriel to get caught up on the top rope with his right leg. Manson manages to quickly stand and aims a well placed kick to Gabriel's standing leg, knocking it out from underneath him. Gabriel cries out in pain as his hamstring stretches beyond it's normal capacity. Thankfully he is able to unhook himself quickly and drops down to the canvas cradling his right leg.

Michael Barclay: Now that that looked painful.

Eric Raper: Yeah, a man ain't supposed to stretch that way...

Manson gathers himself quickly and drags Gabriel away from the corner by his hurt leg. He starts stomping all over that leg before flipping Gabriel over and trying to make him submit with a single leg Boston crab. Gabriel reaches for the ropes but he is too far away. Manson continues to have the hold clenched in as Gabriel squirms trying to get away.

Michael Barclay: Gabriel might have no choice but to submit right now!

Eric Raper: There is no way Gabriel is submitting to Manson tonight. No way.

Gabriel starts to slowly inch his way over to the ropes pulling Manson with him. Finally Manson sees that Gabriel isn't about to submit and releases the hold. He pulls Gabriel back up and locks him in a grapple. Gabriel's leg almost buckles out from underneath him as Manson tries to overpower him pushing him backwards. Finally Gabriel is able to break the grapple and desperately lunches forward hitting Manson unaware with a uppercut. Manson staggers back a moment and Gabriel quickly tries to push this sudden advantage by wrapping him up and hitting a sudden belly to back suplex.

Michael Barclay: Back and forth, back and forth. This match is thrilling.

Eric Raper: What do you expect outta two champs?

Gabriel falls to his knees as Manson clutches at his back. Gabriel crawls over to Manson on his knees and tries for another cover.

...One!!!

Manson kicks out and Gabriel punches him right in the face for his effort, trying the cover again.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

Kick out by Manson. This time he rolls onto his side and Gabriel looks frustrated. He grits his teeth and hobbles over to Manson, pulling him up looking for another suplex. This time however Manson shrugs him off and Gabriel staggers backwards. Manson moves in and hits a DDT.

Eric Raper: Aww that had to hurt!

Manson is breathing hard but is able to try for the pin.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

Kick out by Gabriel! Manson just tries again.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

Gabriel kicks out again!

Michael Barclay: This can't last much longer....

Another kick out by Gabriel! Manson cries out in frustration and flips Gabriel over. He gets up and walks round to his feet, picking them up and looking to lock Manson up in the sharpshooter. Manson instantly knows what Gabriel is trying to do and struggles with all his might against it. Kicking and bucking against Gabriel. Finally Gabriel lets go of Manson and turns rushing him. Manson sees him coming and takes him down with a hip toss. Gabriel lands on his feet, hits the ropes and takes Manson down with a brutal looking clothesline.

Michael Barclay: Holy hell! Gabriel! just beheaded Manson!

Eric Raper: Very nice!

Manson somehow manages to stand but he is clearly shaken. He staggers right into Gabriel who was waiting to pounce on him and gets hit with The Fall from Grace. Gabriel rolls Manson over and hooks the leg.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

...Three!!!

Denika Andersen: Here is your winner..... Gabriel!!

WINNER: Gabriel

Michael Barclay: What a match, neither man gave up and really gave it there all.

Eric Raper: And once again Gabriel wins. Who can stop this guy?

Michael Barclay: It is definately going to take a tough task. Gabriel is really on a roll in LSW as of late.

Eric Raper: The title has given him that extra push to rack up the body count.

Michael Barclay: He is certainly proving to be a great assest to the fed.

Eric Raper: And a mean mother fucker.

Michael Barclay: We are going to have to leave things there for a minute as I have news of some commotion at the backstage entranc to the arena.

Eric Raper: Probably some fans trying to get in to see me.

Michael Barclay: Surely if they were going to see you it would be best to come in the normal way into the arena seeing as you are here for all the show?

Eric Raper: Yeah, but they wanted to be waiting in my dressing room.

Michael Barclay: Lets just get backstage with the cameras and see what is going on.

The scene fades from the view inside the arena to show the back entrance to the arena where the wrestlers and staff arrive. There are a number of security guards who are engaged in an arguement with a man, whos face is obsured by the hefty bodies in the way. The man has a zip hoody to which he has the hood up. A sports bag hangs over his shoulder as he is clearly becoming agitated.

???: Listen you pile of shit, I fucking work here.

Security: I'm sorry mate, but that just ain't the case.

???: Don't you know who I am?

Security: Don't know and I don't care.

???: Screw you, I'm fucking D...

Before the man can get out his words Xavier Hughes, who had arrived at the backdoor to see what all the commotion is about, sets into sight and interupts him.

Xavier Hughes: Well, well, well.

The man stops his rant and turns to face Xavier Hughes, obviously hoping that he is going to sort this out.

Xavier Hughes:Dean Hobkirk...what are you doing here?

Dean Hobkirk: I'm here to work.

Xavier Hughes lets out a little laugh as the fans back in the arena begin to cheer.

Xavier Hughes: I'm sorry Dean, but...you don't work here anymore?

The is a big gasp in the arena as Xavier Hughes drops the news on Dean Hobkirk, a man who once promised so much in LSW.

Dean Hobkirk: What do you mean I don't work here anymore?

Xavier Hughes: You need me to spell it out for you? You disappeared with no word, what did you expect us to do? We tore up your contract.

Dean Hobkirk: I had a contract.

Xavier Hughes: Which you violated by going AWOL.

Dean Hobkirk: Your not even going to ask my reasons?

Xavier Hughes: Can't say I'm all too fussed now.

Dean Hobkirk: This is bullshit. I have my reasons as to why I was away.

Xavier Hughes: Look Dean, none of us want to see a grown man cry - so how about we come to some sort of arrangement?

Dean Hobkirk: I'm listening.

Xavier Hughes: The deal is simple. You have to prove yourself worthy of being in LSW and competing in our company.

Dean Hobkirk: Anytime, any place.

Xavier Hughes: You start next week, against AKA.

Dean Hobkirk: Which one?

Xavier Hughes: Both of them.

Dean Hobkirk: Whatever Xav, I'll prove you need me in LSW.

Dean Hobkirk pick up his sports bag, which he had dropped from his shoulder during the early heated stages of the arguement, turning his back on Xavier Hughes and the security as he purposefully strides across the parking lot towards his car.

Michael Barclay: Dean Hobkirk is back in LSW.

Eric Raper: At least he is trying to come back. Xavier Hughes not making it easy for him.

Michael Barclay: Maybe he is being a bit harsh.

Eric Raper: Fuck no. Damn right he should have to prove himself.

Michael Barclay: And he gets his chance to prove himself on next weeks show, against two men.

Eric Raper: We've already had a handicap match this week, and now we have one next week as well.

Michael Barclay: Well Dean Hobkirk, trying to return to LSW, will now face Slade Craven and Assassin next week on Defiance.

Eric Raper: See if he is anymore successful this time round.

Michael Barclay: We are going to go to the ring now for the Main Event of this evening.

Eric Raper: Who is in charge? You reckon Brandon will take the Main Event again?

Michael Barclay: I am not a betting man, but I would say the odds of that are unlikely.

Eric Raper: We'll soon see your wrong.

Michael Barclay: Either way we are in for a good contest as Aaron Rodgers and Ronnie McNeil take each other on.

Eric Raper: We'll see if it is a good contest when it is over.

MAIN EVENT
Singles Match
Aaron Rodgers Vs. Ronnie McNeil

Denika Andersen: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is the Main Event of the evening. Making his way to the ring, to officiate over this match, is Last Stand Wrestling's Head Offical.

Michael Barclay: I guess we are going to find out which of the 4 new officals is going to be our Head Ref.

Eric Raper: They are all just as useless as each other.

"Sound of Madness" begins to play out as the fans cheer to see Roger Humphries make his way out to the top of the ramp.

Denika Andersen: Please Welcome, Roger Humphries!!!

Eric Raper: Why is he back?

Michael Barclay: Roger Humphries, after his walk out at Unleashed is back in LSW.

Eric Raper: Yeah, but why?

Michael Barclay: He was here at the start and is damn good at what he does.

Eric Raper: If you say so.

Roger Humphries paces his way down the ramp, not paying too much attention to the fans before entering the ring and standign off to the side. The music quickly fades out.

Eric Raper: Let's hope the refs don't get used to an entrance every week.

Michael Barclay: I'm sure they won't.

The crowd pops, some cheers, mostly booing, as "SWC" by Murs begins to play. As the song moves into the opening verse, Ronnie steps out from behind the curtain as he just stands there in his hooded vest, hood over his head, bouncing from side to side

"It's war and peace, it's more than beef
Must uphold the call you swore to keep
It's life and death, it's blood and sweat
We fight for love, and respect
It's man to man, it's hand to hand
You make your fist, You take your stand
Prepare to throw down whenever it go down
Under pressure, don't fold, man, hold your ground"

Michael Barclay: McNeil doesn't seem to be a fans favourite here.

Eric Raper: And I doubt that bother him in the slightest.

Ronnie slowly walks up the ring steps, and steps through the ropes. He then stands on the middle rope, holding one arm above him, before stepping down, and leaning over in a corner.

"You got your pride and I got mine
It's all out war when you cross that line
Yeah!"

He takes the hood from off his head, then takes the vest off completely, tossing it to the floor, awaiting the arrival of Aaron Rodgers.

Michael Barclay: McNeil seems focussed.

Eric Raper: That's because he is ready to batter Aaron Rodgers.

"Happy?" by Mudvayne blasts through the arena as the lights go dim. The crowd waits in anticipation for something to happen as the music plays on.

"In this hole/That is me
The dead are rolling over
In this hole/Thickening
Dirt shoveled over shoulders"

"Simply Amazing" Aaron Rodgers steps out from behind the curtain and strides to the front of the stage. He stops and looks out over the crowd, raising his hands into the air, a slightly confident smile on his face.

"I feel itin me/So overwhlemed All this pressure center rising
My life overturned/Unfair the despair
All these scars keep ripping open"

Aaron drops his hands to his sides and waits for a split second before taking off, sprinting down the ramp. He slides into the ring and instantly shoots to his feet, his arms outstreched, the same confident smile on his face.

"Peel from the skin
Tear me from the rind
Does it make you happy now?"

Aaron drops his hands and walks to the nearest corner. He climbs to the second rope and throws his hands over his head. He takes his shirt off and tosses it into the crowd.

"Tear meat from the bone
Tear me from myself
Are you feeling happy now?"

Ronnie McNeil stands centre of the ring, eyeing Aaron Rodgers as he back flips off the ropes to land on his feet.

Michael Barclay: Despite being one of the top men in LSW, Aaron Rodgers is still looking for his first win here in the company and he will be looking for it tonight.

Eric Raper: He is going to have a tough task on his hands, McNeil was impressive at Unleashed.

Both men walk towards each other as Roger Humphries steps forward from the side. He spends a short moment talking to both competitors before they move away from each other and the bell is rung to signal the start of the match.

Michael Barclay: Looks as though both men are ready.

Eric Raper: Do you reckon Humphries was telling them to go easy so he can keep up.

Michael Barclay: Humphries is highly respected within his role and is our Head offical, I'm sure he won't miss anything tonight.

Ronnie McNeil moves back towards Rodgers, the two of the locking up in the middle of the ring. McNeil comes out on top as he pushes Aaron Rodgers back into the corner, releasing him briefly before landing a couple of chops across his chest. The crowd pops as the shots connect.

Michael Barclay: McNeil clearly has the size advantage in this one.

Rodgers ignores the original contest and once again locks up with McNeil. Once again it is McNeil who wins the contest as he pushes forward to throw Rodgers backwards onto the canvas. Rodgers is quick back to his feet though as he charges towards McNeil, diving at his legs to take him down.

Michael Barclay: Rodgers is going to have to use his speed and he is trying to get that plan initated from the get go.

Eric Raper: He is going to have to do a lot to get the better of Ronnie.

Michael Barclay: He is not one of our front runners in LSW for nothing.

Rodgers mounts McNeil as he lies on his back, lands a few quick fire shots to his head before rolling off his to grab his arm, wrapping his legs around McNeil's shoulder with a leg scissors. McNeil cries out as Rodgers pulls on his arm, tying to wrench his muscles. The advantage is short lived though as McNeil reaches over with his free left arm to land a couple of punches in the midsection of Rodgers.

Michael Barclay: The extra power of McNeil showing once again there.

Rodgers releases the hold and moves away as McNeil attempts to get to his feet. McNeil is up to his knee before Rodgers dives in with a dropkick that takes the knee out from under him. McNeil hits the canvas once again but is not allowed time to recoup as Rodgers grabs his head to raise him back to his feet.

Eric Raper: Not sure getting him up is the wise thing to do, he has the advantage when vertical.

Michael Barclay: As long as Rodgers can keep on the offence he should be ok.

With McNeil stood and rocked by the quick fire attacks Rodgers takes his arm and whips him into the turnbuckle. Rodgers rushes in after McNeil, but Ronnie is quick to side step and Rodgers splashes himself onto the top turnbuckle.

Michael Barclay: That was not a good move on Rodgers' behalf.

Eric Raper: Can McNeil make him pay for it? I hope so.

Michael Barclay: You are meant to be impartial.

Eric Raper: We all know that is never going to work.

Rodger clutches his midsection as he backs away from the turnbuckle and is quickly take to the mat with a powerful clothesline from Ronnie McNeil.

Michael Barclay: Rodgers taken down with force there.

McNeil moves in quickly on Rodgers, grabbing his head to pull him up before delivering a kick to the stomach. Rodgers is rocked by the kick and is hoist up by ROnnie McNeil before being driven to the canvas with a mighty side walk slam.

Michael Barclay: Ronnie McNeil calls that move the "Fall From Grace".

Eric Raper: Our Hardcore champion, Gabriel, may have something to say about that.

As soon as Rodgers' head hits the canvas McNeil rolls him over to go for the pin, forcing Roger Humphries into his first real action of the match.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

...T...

Michael Barclay: Strong kick out by Rodgers there.

Eric Raper: If I were him I would give up now. McNeil's power is starting to show through.

McNeil, annoyed at the match not ending their grabs Rodgers back up to his feet. Rodgers is clearly unsteady on his feet after the impact of the slam and doubles over as McNeil kicks him in the gut and then lifts him onto his shoulder.

Michael Barclay: What has he got planned here?

With Rodgers laid across his shoulders, McNeil rails his opponent into the canvas with his Magic City Driver.

Eric Raper: Rodgers is out of it this time.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

...Thr...

Aaron Rodgers just manages to get his shoulder up before Humphries can lay his hand down for the three count, once again to the annoyance of Ronnie McNeil. McNeil rolls off Rodgers to his feet, grabbing his ankle and twisting it as he get to a standing position.

Michael Barclay: Ankle lock by Ronnie McNeil and Rodgers is in the centre of the ring.

Eric Raper: He is going to have to tap or have his ankle broken.

Aaron Rodgers squirms as McNeil twists his ankle, contorting the muscles. Rodgers looks in a world of pain, but manages to push himself up so that he can stand on his free right leg.

Eric Raper: What is he going to do now?

Rodgers pushes backwards and forces Ronnie McNeil onto his back, still with the ankle lock applied.

Eric Raper: That didn't work.

Michael Barclay: With McNeil on the canvas he has more of a chance of making the ropes.

Michael Barclay's assessment is correct as Aaron Rodgers drops down so that he is on his knee and tries to drag himself and McNeil towards the rope.

Eric Raper: He has to be close to tapping.

Aaron Rodgers' face is red with pain as he reaches out for the rope, his fingers hitting it a few times before he is able to grab a hold of it. Roger Humphries quickly moves in and applies the count as Ronnie McNeil keeps the hold applied.

...1

...2

...3

...4

McNeil releases the hold but the damage to Aaron Rodgers is clearly visible ass he gets to his feet.

Eric Raper: All McNeil has to do is finish him now.

McNeil moves in towards Rodgers but is hit with a kick to the midsection before Rodgers leaps into the air, grabbing McNeil’s head as he does so, to flip over the top of his opponent and nail Living Proof.

Eric Raper: Where the fuck did that comes from?

Michael Barclay: Aaron Rodgers pulling that move out of no where, but I don't think he is in any position to make the pin.

Rogers' lays on the canvas for a few moments, catching his breathe, before slowly trying to crawl over towards McNeil. McNeil still hasn't moved as Rodgers drops the arm over his chest.

...One!!!

...Two!!!

...Three...

Michael Barclay: No, McNeil just getting the shoulder up there.

Eric Raper: I could have sworn we had a 3 count there.

Michael Barclay: It sounded like it but Roger Humprhies is waving his arms to say no.

Rodgers cannot believe it as he picks himself up to a knealing position, looking down at Ronnie McNeil who is suffering from the effects of Living Proof. Rodgers struggles to his feet, McNeil slowly doing the same before the two meet in a tie up exchanging blows with their right hands as they do so.

Michael Barclay: Both men are worn, who is going to come out on top?

The two competitors tussle and move towards the ropes, sitting exchanging blows as they press against them.

Eric Raper: Neither of them is willing to give an inch.

Michael Barclay: One of them has to give.

Ronnie McNeil pushes Aaron Rodgers back into the ropes but as he pushes on his opponent both of them go tumbling over the top rope down to the floor - both landing on their heads.

Michael Barclay: Oh my god. Both men just fell to the floor.

Eric Raper: They had each other tied up so they didn't break their falls.

Michael Barclay: I don't think either of them is moving.

Roger Humphries walks to the edge of the ring, looking down at both men before beginning his count.

Eric Raper: Humphries is going to count them out.

Michael Barclay: I am more worried about their health. That looked like a nasty landing for both men.

...1

...2

...3

...4

Michael Barclay: Neither man has shown any sign of getting up.

Eric Raper: The medical staff are already half way down the ramp, ready to move in.

...5

...6

...7

Michael Barclay: It's a shame to have a match with these two men end like this.

Eric Raper: Oh cry me a river. That fall was great to see and that is enough for me.

Michael Barclay: You seriously are twisted.

...8

...9

Both men have started to move slightly, showing that they are alright if not a bit stunned, but it is too little too late as Roger Humphries reaches his 10 count and signals for the bell to be rung. The medical crew that had gathered on the ramp moves in on Aaron Rodgers and Ronnie McNeil despite both of the men now moving.

WINNER: Double Count-Out

Michael Barclay: Rodgers and McNeil both counted out in the Main Event here.

Eric Raper: Neither of them could get the win and that sick fall took them both out.

Michael Barclay: I don't know what is planned for either of these men, but I am sure they are going to want a rematch at some point in the future.

Eric Raper: How about we leave the booking up to Brandz?

Michael Barclay: I wasn't saying that.

Eric Raper: Just shut up. You don't run shit.

Michael Barclay: And your brain clearly doesn't run.

Eric Raper: What you trying to say?

With the two competitors dazed at ringside and medical staff checking on both, there is a sudden injection of drama into the arena. The sound of ‘Mind Over All’ by Hatebreed alerts the crowd in attendance to the appearance of Vincent Demichelis, the LSW World Champion. He walks with a purpose giving his belt and trench coat to Alicia half way down the ramp. He marches round to see McNeil and he instantly begins to put boots into the head of the already dazed superstar.

Michael Barclay: COME ON! SOMEBODY STOP HIM!

Eric Raper: You can’t say he’s not pro-active in his changes...

Michael Barclay: But this is disgusting!

Vincent then takes a pair of cuffs out of his hand and holds them aloft as Rodgers gathers enough strength to lunge at Demichelis, but to no avail as he launches a fist at the approaching Rodgers, clocking him square in the forehead with a cuff wrapped fist busting him open in the process.

Michael Barclay: For Christ sake why have we not got him stopped...WHY!?

Vincent takes the opportunity to cuff McNeil and Rodgers together, he pulls Rodgers up and slides him just inside the ring, and follows him in with McNeil. Vincent Demichelis then grabs a chair from underneath the ring and then another. He raises them both in the air and continues to receive the mixed reaction from the crowd as a crazed look appears on his face. McNeil then starts to crawl onto all fours, followed by one knee.

Michael Barclay: Fight McNeil! FIGHT BACK!

Eric Raper: Play dead...

Michael Barclay: Very funny Raper...this is an attack on two defenceless men...it doesn’t prove anything!

Eric Raper: It’s opportunistic at the very least. And therefore...intelligent.

Michael Barclay: You’re sick!

Vincent slides into the ring leaving one chair at the edge of the canvas before waiting for McNeil to rise a bit further, and just as he does Vincent swings the steel chair full force, crashing onto the skull of McNeil busting him open as well.

Michael Barclay: Just stop Demichelis...they’re both bleeding! That’s enough!

Eric Raper: I think he disagrees.

Vincent laughs as he places one chair in the centre of the ring, and then he grabs the other. He places it a couple of feet to the side of the first, before glancing at the two cuffed together competitors. He takes each one under each of his arms, looks around and with a smile snaps them both down in a vicious double DDT move onto the steel chairs. He squirms out from underneath the cuffs and leaves the ring slowly, laughing and staring at the motionless wreckage he has left behind. Alicia meets him half way up the ramp and hands back his title which he throws over his shoulder. His face turns cold as he raises a fist in the air. Alicia stands close by his side, a sick smile on her face.

Michael Barclay: Demichelis doing the best to bring in his era with a bang, something tells me we’re in for a sick sick ride.

Eric Raper: I love it! I fucking love it!

Michael Barclay: Sadly we are not going to get any answers from Demichelis this evening as we are out of time.

Eric Raper: Your not going to want to miss next weeks show.

Michael Barclay: I think that it an understatement, so make sure you join us next Monday when we will be in the Mississippi Coast Coliseum in Biloxi.

Eric Raper: Who cares where we are? Just as long as we continue to see the blood.

Michael Barclay: With Vincent on the rampage, that could be even more likely than usual.

"Sound of Madness" begins to sound aroud the arena and the scene begins to fade as the medical staff, who split on the arrival of Vincent Demichelis, return to attend to Aaron Rodgers and Ronnie McNeil as the two men are still attached in the middle of the ring.