Welcome to Gaia! ::

After that great battle of giants, the crowd now begins to switch gears, getting ready for a bout between two of the most well-known cruiserweights in Gaia, former partners as well.

Cross: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and has a thirty minute time limit! Your referee is Robert Gonzales.

The lights in the arena fade into a dark blue tone, lighter blues sweeping across the crowd, who actually have a mixed reaction, though they know who this lighting set-up is for. A large portion of the crowd boos and jeers as usual, but, due to the Aekea and Durem fans that have made the trip here for the last show, there�s a significant amount of cheering to be heard as well. Also, a decent portion of Barton fans seem to have decided not to boo anyone tonight, and join in with the cheering, although not as enthusiastically.

Instead of the typical opening bass solo of �Hysteria�, however, the crowd is instead met with a few long chords of a bass guitar, a sythesized trumpet line added over it after a few more seconds. A large portion of the crowd immediately recognizes the song, though many of them are in disbelief that Revision would use it. The trumpets continue on in a slow build, seeming to be heading towards a climax of sorts. Suddenly, a series of quick base drum beats explode into the main beat of �The Final Countdown� by Europe, the traditional wall of white pyro associated with Revision entrances going off, the Future making his way out through the smoke as usual.

The former Gaia champ doesn�t look much different from the last time the fans saw him, but instead of the silk boxer�s robe they�re used to seeing him in, his robe this time seems to be made of a cloth-like material this time, particularly velvet as the camera zooms in to get a closer look. The robe itself is dark blue in color, with golden embroidery fashioned all along the edges of the robe where it opens up and along the cuffs. The robe itself doesn�t seem like it�s meant to be closed, as there are no fastenings, and it seemes stitched to the point where it would be difficult to pull it closed anyway. The sunglasses are still the same, though: thin, black rectangles.

Revision stays at the top of the ramp for several seconds, gripping the edges of his robe where it opens with a smirk as he listens, the crowd�s reactions not different, just louder now. Finally, Revision begins to make his way down the ramp, holding his arms out to the side for high-fives from Aekea and Durem fans, as well as Barton fans who just aren�t going to pass up the last chance they may have to have contact with any of the wrestlers tonight.

We�re leavin� together
But still it�s farewell
And maybe we�ll come back
To Earth, who can tell?

Cross: Making his way to the ring, from The City of Sin, weighing in at one hundred ninety pounds...

Cross takes a deep breath.

Cross: ...He is the destroyer of prodigies, the dispellar of shadows, the border patrol of awesome, the stomper of flowers, the nuclear device inserted in the core of comets to blow them off course, the Anti-Christ to your Savior, the champion of animal control, the calm to your chaos, the sledgehammer to the wall of communism...And the man Brian Blade hired to come here tonight and show up all the ignorant flipmeisters in the FS Championship match later tonight.

I guess there is no one to blame...

A BIG pop comes from the Durem and Aekea fans at that, and Revision nods, still smirking as he stands at the bottom fo the ramp, Cross looking annoyed with the long list of nicknames, though seeming glad that this will be the final time he�ll have to go through it.

We�re leaving ground (leaving ground)...

Finally, Cross brings the mic up to finish off the long announcement.

Will things ever be the same again?...

Cross: He is The Future...REVISION!!!

IT�S THE FINAL COUNTDOWN!

Revision calls up to Cross, telling him he�s a good sport, then hops up onto the apron, one arm draped over the ropes and one leg already swung through them inside the ring, but stops and takes a look out over the crowd for a moment, grinning before he moves through the ropes and into the ring, spinning around with his arms outstretched before falling to his knees and tossing his head back as the white sparks shower down from sets above the turnbuckles. After a moment or two of this, Revision gets back up to his feet, removing his robe and handing it off to an official, showing that his tights are different than usual as well, now dark blue with a golden R across the back. Revision moves over to his corner, leaning back against it and taking his sunglasses off, folding them up and setting them down by the ringpost, one last yell coming from the speakers before the song fades out.

THE FINAL COUNTDOWN!!!

Soon enough, the calm, pulsing beat of �Double Bass� by Gorillaz washes over the speakers, the crowd starting up pretty much the same reaction as they gave for Revision. After a few seconds, Xunkai walks out through the curtains, the reactions getting louder, but once again staying the same. The silent, ninja-like man stands at the top of the ramp with his arms folded as he surveys the arena one last time, though his expression seems less severe than usual. Unfolding his arms, he walks down the ramp, not high-fiving anybody, but not stopping anybody from leaning over to pat him on the shoulder and whatnot, rolling his neck and shaking his arms out.

Cross: And his opponent, from an Unknown Location as well as Destination, weighing in at two hundred eighteen pounds, he is The Anarchist...XUNKAI!!!

Once he reaches the ring, Xunkai quickly hops up onto the apron and slips through the ropes, heading over to the other side of the ring and laying his arms across the top rope, looking out over the crowd again before turning and giving a nod to Revision, who�s still grinning from his entrance earlier, and receives a nod back from his former faction mate. He then heads over to his corner, doing some pre-match stretches.

Before Robby can come in and get the match started, Revision asks for a microphone. One of the technicians nods, heading over to retrieve one and handing it off to the young cruiserweight. Giving a cheeky thanks, Revision taps the mic with his palm as he walks toward the middle of the ring, a fuzzy booming noise coming over the speakers because of it, but not too loud. Soon, he lifts the mic up, the crowd deciding to get quiet and hear what he has to say, Xunkai not seeming to be surprised or bothered by the action.

Revision: I know you all want to get the match of the night underway so you can go home before you get disappointed by the bouts that follow in trying to compare them to what you�re about to see, but bear with me here. I promise you�ll all get your required dose of The Future tonight.

A collective groan comes from the Barton fans, but the Aekea and Durem fans still sit in rapt attention.

Revision: Y�know, I�ve done quite a lot in the BTWF. I established myself as one of, if not the best cruiserweights on the roster, most definitely the best never to hold the belt. I�ve beaten some of the greats in the business. Riona Langly, a technical goddess, got beat by the guy who jumps off high stuff. The Heat and Shadow Starr, two veterans of the sport, got beat by this young punk. Twilight Tokyo Rose, arguably the best female wrestler on our constant roster, got beaten by a guy with better hair than she has. Red Comet, a CTC Universal Champion and a man highly-regarded as one of the best cruiserweights in the world, fell to the man who had never held a cruiserweight title in Gaia. The Tiger, a legend in the BTWF, Kid Chaos, one of the most hardcore wrestlers in Gaia, and Yuri Yurievich, another CTC world champ, all fell to the man standing right here. Even the great Steve Twist could not take my Gaia title from me. Oh, and let�s not forget the man standing across the ring from me, who I have an official win over...

Xunkai rolls his eyes a little as Revision grins over at him.

Revision: But I suppose that because of my attitude, none of you ever really liked me, except for the wonderful fans of Durem and Aekea.

A big cheer comes up from the fans from those cities.

Revision: I haven�t been here throughout the BTWF�s history, but I have been here for the important parts. And I have most certainly made an impact.

He pauses, seeming to mull over his words for a moment, then lifts his head up again.

Revision: But whether you love me or hate me, bought Empty Promises shirts and wore them everywhere or bought them just to burn them, referred to the future as Revision or clung desperately to the past, you have to admit one thing to yourself: Every time I came out here, I put on a show. And tonight, this last night of the BTWF, will be no different. Now let�s get this started.

Tossing the microphone out of the ring to a technician, Revision allows himself to be searched over for weapons, Robby already having done to the same thing to Xunkai during Revision�s speech. Once finished, he steps back and motions for the bell to be rung.

At the sound of the bell, the two men quickly begin to circle around each other, Revision seeming to be rather energetic tonight, while Xunkai is his usual calm self, watching Revision as the Future circles around him. Finally, the two move together towards the middle of the ring, looking like they�re about to start a Knucklelock, but Revision pulls away at the last second, apparently having decided on a different course of action. Xunkai doesn�t seem too bothered by this, continuing to circle around with his opponent before the two of them lock up for real this time, in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Though Xunkai has the size and strength advantages, Revision seems to be doing fairly well in the hold. Xunkai suddenly fires off a kick to Revision�s leg, but it doesn�t get much speed to it, and Revision just quickly shakes his leg out, suddenly pressing forward and managing to get Xunkai up against the ropes. The Anarchist jumps up and wraps his legs around Revision�s waist in a Body Scissors, but Revision won�t let go of the grapple. Finally, the two of them tumble down to the mat, with Xunkai on top of Revision, going to throw a punch from this mounted position, but Revision quickly covers up and bucks his body, twisting around until he�s on his stomach, trying to shift out from the hold Xunkai has on his body. Finally, Revision manages to send his body upward and knock Xunkai over onto his back, quickly rolling over and grabbing his leg, but Xunkai knocks him away and goes to get up to his feet, only to have Revision grab him from behind in a Reverse Waistlock. Xunkai finishes getting up to a vertical base before attempting to break the hold, managing to get one of Revision�s arms pried away, turning to twist it up into an Armbar, holding it like this for a moment before twisting it further up behind his back into a Hammerlock. Revision reaches back, trying to dig his elbow up into Xunkai�s face and neck to get out of the hold, but Xunkai moves his head accordingly to avoid it. Finally, Revision manages to twist out of the hold and pull Xunkai up into a Hammerlock of his own. After a few moments like this, Xunkai suddenly dives and rolls to the side, twisting himself out of the Hammerlock in the process and holding onto Revision�s arm, rolling back the way he came and twisting Revision�s arm up in the process, locking him in another Armbar, the crowd letting out a cheer for that innovative counter.

Xunkai works Revision�s arm, twisting and wrenching it up, and Revision eventually goes down to a crouched position before rolling forward to release pressure, kipping up to his feet and locking in an Armbar on Xunkai in return. Xunkai rolls forward just like Revision did, but instead of kipping up, he pushes his body up vertically until only his shoulders are on the mat, quickly swinging his leg over and kicking Revision right in the head, causing him to break the hold just as Robby goes down for a pin count, only getting one before Xunkai�s up to his feet. The crowd cheers again for that counter, Revision leaning against the ropes slightly and holding his jaw, but grins over at Xunkai, both men obviously just in the ring to put on the best show they can right now. Xunkai doesn�t really respond to the grin, instead just shifting the sleeve on his arm, but nods to Revision before the two begin to circle again. Finally, both of them lock up into a grapple in the middle of the ring, but this only last a few seconds before Revision drops down and picks Xunkai's legs out from under him, quickly moving over him for some mounted punches, but Xunkai quickly covers up. As Revision tries to break his guard, Xunkai wraps his legs around Revision's waist, trying to bash the heel of his boot down into Revision's lower back and cause some damage, but he just isn't getting enough of a swing on it for it to hurt much. Revision throws another wild punch, but Xunkai blocks it before bringing his legs up further and locking them against Revision's shoulder, pulling on his arm to lock in a Trapped Armbar. Revision cries out as his shoulder gets hyperextended, but manages to twist out of the hold and roll Xunkai over onto his stomach, sitting on his back and wrapping his legs up in a Deathlock to keep him immobilized while he thinks of what he wants to do next. A few moments later, he lets go, then shifts up to Xunkai's head, starting to pull him up in a Front Facelock, but Xunkai twists out of it, grabbing Revision from behind and trying to lift him up to his feet in a Reverse Waistlock, but Revision manages to roll out of the move, then backs off, deciding he doesn't want any more to do with this, calling out "Fine, fine, you win the MMA s**t." Xunkai grins as he gets up to his feet, nodding and responding with "I told you so."

Both men circle for a moment before coming in to fight over another grapple. Revision turns this one into a Reverse Waistlock, trying to lift Xunkai up for a suplex, but The Anarchist quickly lowers his base, trying to pull Revision's arms out from his waist, but The Future has the hold clinched in fairly well this time. Finally, Xunkai manages to sit out all the way, and though Revision falls down onto all fours, he manages to keep the waistlock held in. Unfortunately for him, his grip loosens some from the drop, and Xunkai is able to tear one of his arms away and turn twist it up in an Armbar, shifting out of the hold. Xunkai stands himself up, lifting Revision up as well while locking his elbow joint over the back of his neck, stretching it and making Revision cringe, but Revision suddenly manages to twist around and pull Xunkai into another Reverse Waistlock. Xunkai, having more trouble with this one, finally goes to the ropes, running up against them and grabbing onto the top set, the elasticity making both men bounce, Revision jumping backwards into a back handspring to land in the middle of the ring. Xunkai quickly turns around and runs at him, but Revision leapfrogs over him, turning around to catch him with a Dropkick right to the face on the rebound, sending Xunkai out through the ropes to the outside. As Xunkai gets up out on the floor, Revision points at him, then quickly runs across the ring. Seeing this, Xunkai hops up onto the apron, but Revision is too focused on his dive not to see him, and throws himself over the ropes with a FLIP SENTON SUICID-NO! XUNKAI KICKS HIM IN THE HEAD AS HE GOES OVER THE ROPE! Revision goes crashing down to the floor, knocking his back off the apron in the process, and the crowd lets out an "OHHH!", sympathizing for the pain Revision must be in from that one. Xunkai hops down to the ground from the apron, picking Revision up and hitting him with a Mongolian Chop, then grabs him by the arm and whips him into the barrier...But instead of hitting it, Revision grabs the top and flips himself over in a handspring like a gymnast would do with a vaulting horse, landing on his feet on the other side in front of the crowd and raising his arms straight up in the air like a gymnast would, the crowd letting out a big cheer for that, some yelling out numbers as if they were scores. Revision smirks, then turns around to see Xunkai has moved back into the ring, apparently not wanting to take the fight too far away from it.

Revision rejoins Xunkai in the ring, both men coming forward and looking to go for a Knucklelock, but Xunkai suddenly interrupts it by kicking Revision hard in the side of his thigh. Revision cringes a little from the sharp kick, but suddenly fires off one of his own to Xunkai's thigh, not as hard, but still with enough force to make Xunkai reach down and rub it. Revision calls for Xunkai to kick him again, Xunkai shrugging before hitting another kick to the same place, the two now beginning to trade kicks to their thighs, then moving up to kick each other in the ribs. Finally, both send out a kick at the same time, but Xunkai manages to hit Revision in his calf, causing him to stumble backwards and clutch his leg, only to get knocked out through the ropes by Xunkai with a CAPO KICK TO THE HEAD! Xunkai rolls to the outside, not giving Revision much time to rest, picking him up and pushing him back against the steel barrier before firing off a vicious chop that makes Revision actually lean backwards over the rail from the impact. Xunkai then grabs him by his arm, whipping him into the guard rail, but Revision once again handsprings over it. His showboating afterwards is shortlived though, as Xunkai interrupts it with a FLYING SIDEKICK OVER THE RAIL! Revision falls right into the crowd, who actually break his fall, but that doesn't change the fact that he's just been kicked in the head at a high velocity. Xunkai pulls Revision out of the crowd, dragging him back over the barrier and into the ring before crawling over him for a pin. 1...2...Revision kicks out. Xunkai lifts Revision up to his feet, pushing him back against the ropes before whipping him across the ring, catching him with a Back Elbow to the chest as he comes back and going down to cover him with another lateral press. 1...Revision kicks out, Xunkai only getting a one count this time, as Revision seems to be getting his senses back after that kick to the head and Xunkai hasn't hooked his leg yet during his pins. Xunkai lifts Revision up again, grabbing him by his head and Snapmaring him over onto his back before running to the ropes and coming off with a Running Leg Drop right onto his throat before moving for another pin. 1...2, Revision kicks out once again.

Xunkai picks Revision up, knocking him back into the corner with a stiff chop, then firing off another one, the cracking sound heard across the arena, making the crowd cringe a little, and also notice that Revision's chest is getting a little red. Xunkai whips Revision into the opposite corner, only to get thrown up over the ropes as he dashes forward. Xunkai lands on the apron, however, and ducks a swinging punch from Revision, thrusting his shoulder into his lower back to stun him before grabbing him and pulling him into a Dragon Sleeper over the ropes! The back of Revision's neck gets jammed down against the top rope with the maneuver, hyperextending his neck even further, but Xunkai can only hold it for four seconds before he has to break it in order to not be disqualified. Revision slumps forward onto his stomach, holding the back of his neck, and Xunkai quickly follows into the ring to cover him for a pin. 1...2...Revision kicks out. Xunkai lifts Revision up to his feet, knocking him into the ropes with another chop, then going to whip him across the ring. Revision reverses the whip, however, but as the whip gets fully extended, Xunkai turns around and Dropkicks Revision in his knee, stopping the momentum and sending Revision down to the mat. Xunkai quickly rolls to his feet, and as Revision gets himself to a kneeling position, Xunkai fires off a kick right into his chest, making Revision cry out, but leaving him too stunned from the move to get his arms up to block the next kick Xunkai hits to his chest. Revision is dazed now, and Xunkai turns to draw his thumb across his throat before throwing another kick, this one aimed at Revision's head. Revision ducks under it, though, pulling Xunkai's leg out from under him and rolling up to his feet, waiting for Xunkai to get up to a kneeling position before hitting him with a kick to the chest of his own, able to fire off another one, then turns and faces the crowd, pounding his fists down into the mat and letting out a yell, Xunkai standing up at the same time. Revision turns and throws another kick, meant to be aimed at Xunkai's head, but Xunkai easily sidesteps it and catches Revision with a kick right to the back of his head. Revision goes down hard from that one, and Xunkai nods to himself before rolling over and pulling Revision up to his feet, knocking him into the ropes again with a chop before whipping him across the ring. As Xunkai goes to leapfrog over Revision, though, The Future suddenly lifts himself up and connects with a Front Dropkick right into Xunkai's knees as he's in the air. Xunkai manages to land on his feet, but clutches his legs, and Revision fires off a few kicks from his positions on the mat before catching Xunkai with a Kip-Up Rana.

Revision stands up and walks over to Xunkai, hitting a quick stomp to his chest before lifting him up, knocking him back towards the ropes with a forearm, then hits two chops of his own before whipping Xunkai across the ring, catching him in a Sidewalk Slam position only to drop him down on his knee with a Backbreaker. Revision then lifts Xunkai up onto his shoulders in a Fireman's Carry, turning around to drop him down again, this time in a Gutbuster, moving down to hook his leg for a pin. 1...2...Xunkai kicks out. Revision gets up, then rolls Xunkai onto his stomach, grabbing his legs and twisting them around his own before slapping his sides, making Xunkai jerk his arms back reflexively, allowing Revision to grab them and slowly rock back a few times, finally managing to get enough momentum to fall back all the way and lock Xunkai in a Mexican Surfboard! Revision doesn't stop there, though, instead letting go of one arm and reaching up to hook it around Xunkai's neck, pulling him down into a Dragon Sleeper Surfboard! Xunkai's back gets arched up into a very painful looking position from this move, and he cries out in pain, trying to move his hand back towards the ropes, but he really can't move at all in this hold. Finally, he manages to swing his arm down far enough to elbow Revision in the side of the head, doing this enough that Revision breaks the hold, both men rolling over onto their sides to get a breather. Revision doesn't let Xunkai rest for long, though, standing up and grabbing him by his leg to pull him to the middle of the ring, rolling him over onto his stomach and twisting his legs into a Deathlock, locking the move in with his own leg before reaching back to grab Xunkai by his head, rolling both of them over until they're kneeling, with Xunkai still in the Deathlock, and Revision wrenching his neck backwards down over his shoulder. Xunkai cringes from all the strain this puts on his neck and knees, but tries to ignore it, reaching back and grabbing Revision to pull down on his neck as well, but Revision pulls away. Xunkai keeps doing this, though, and finally, Revision lets go of the hold. Revision stands up, rolling his neck a little before turning and slamming his forearm down across Xunkai's back, then kicks him in the side before lifting him up and knocking him back into the corner with a forearm. Revision hits another forearm, then whips Xunkai into the opposite corner, smirking out at the crowd before running across the ring, only for Xunkai to get his leg up and kick him right in the face!

Revision stumbles backwards, but as Xunkai rushes forward, Revision hops over him and grabs his waist to roll over into a Sunset Flip! 1...2...Revision doesn't even hold the pin, instead standing up and lifting Xunkai up with him, shifting him over to his side to go for the FUTURE SHO-NO! Revision lifts his body upwards and hits Revision with a few punches to the head, then slings his body over to lock Revision in a Standing Rings of Saturn! Revision cries out in pain from the hold, falling down to his knees, then his stomach, unable to hold Xunkai's weight up on his shoulders while having his arms stretched back like that. Luckily for him, the ropes aren't too far away, and he manages to shift over and get his foot on the bottom one, making Xunkai break the hold. Xunkai reluctantly does let go, turning to lift Revision up to his feet, pushing him up against the ropes before going to whip him across the ring. At the full extent of the whip, though, Revision turns around and spins to get himself behind Xunkai, grabbing his head from behind and quickly running up the ropes to flip back and pull him down in the FULL CIRCLE! Revision spikes Xunkai's head hard into the mat with the Shiranu-DDT, turning to hook his leg for a pin. 1...2...TH-Xunkai kicks out, showing his resiliency to win this match, despite meeting the mat on his head at an almost vertical angle. Revision seems surprised at this, looking over at the ref briefly, but shakes it off, standing up and picking Xunkai up with him, whipping him into the ropes and looking to go for a Tilt-A-Whirl move, but Xunkai slides over his shoulder to land behind him, quickly tucking his head under his arm and wrapping his arms around Revision's waist to pull him back in a BACKDROP DRIVER WITH A BRIDGE! 1...2...TH-Revision kicks out, clutching his neck afterwards. Xunkai looks slightly annoyed at not getting the pin there, but ignores it, standing up and lifting Revision up as well to to pull him in a 3/4 Facelock, pointing towards the corner, then runs forward for an X-FLI-NO! Revision pushes him into the turnbuckles before he can start running up them, grabbing Xunkai as he stumbles back out of the corner to hook him in a Half Nelson with his other arm hooked under his chin, pulling Xunkai back into the TORNADO CRUSHAAAHHH!!! Revision spikes Xunkai right on his head with the Twisting Tiger Suplex '85, quickly rolling over to hook his leg for a pin. 1...2...TH-NO! Xunkai gets a shoulder up, surprising the crowd as well as Revision, who rolls over and runs his hands back through his hair in frustration, yelling at Robby that it was three, but Robby assures him it was two.

Revision lifts Xunkai up to his feet, knocking him back into the ropes with some forearms, then firing off several while Xunkai's back against the ropes, showing his frustration for not getting a pin there, then whips him across the ring. As he comes back, Revision jumps up to go for a Hurricarana, but Xunkai grabs his legs, slamming him down with a modified Powerbomb before swinging back to nail him with a Wheelbarrow Suplex! Xunkai quickly turns and rolls Revision onto his back, hooking his leg this time for a pin. 1...2...TH-Revision kicks out, though looking dazed from the combo of heavy duty moves. Xunkai stands up, rolling Revision over onto his knees, then suddenly pushes his head down a bit, and begins firing off the KAWADA KICKS!!! The crowd immediately lets out a big cheer as Xunkai kicks Revision in the face over and over, stepping back a bit before hitting the last one with more force, sending Revision falling backwards onto the mat, looking dazed. The Anarchist quickly follows this up with a pin. 1...2...THR-Revision gets a shoulder up, though he still seems to be out of it, seemingly having done that on instinct more than anything. Xunkai seems frustrated at this, but shakes it off, instead heading over to the corner, making a circling motion with his forearms before climbing up, most of the crowd catching on to what he's about to do, letting out a cheer as Xunkai jumps off and flips forward twice into the CLICH� THIS!!! A huge pop goes up from the crowd as Xunkai connects with the 630 Splash, staying on Revision for the pin. 1...2...THR-NO!!! Somehow, Revision manages to get his shoulder up, showing some remarkable endurance here after all the shots to the head he's taken. Xunkai sits up, looking frustrated and discouraged from not getting the pin there, pounding his fist down on the mat, but slowly rolls over, deciding not to despair just yet. Xunkai climbs up to the corner one more time, this time facing outward towards the crowd. However, he miscalculates how long it'll take Revision to get up, and The Future is already up to his feet as Xunkai jumps off for the CORKSCREW MOONSAU-NO! REVISION CATCHES HIM IN MID-AIR AND DROPS HIM WITH THE FUTURE SHOCK!!! The crowd lets out a huge cheer as Revision drives Xunkai onto his head down into the canvas with the move, letting Xunkai fall down to a prone position before laying over him on his side and hooking the leg. 1...2...THR-HAND ON THE ROPES!

"WHAT?!" yells Revision as he turns around and looks at the ref, seeming incredulous to the whole idea that someone kicked out of the Future Shock. Robby tries to appeal to Revision's sense of logic, pointing towards Xunkai's hand and telling him there's nothing he can do, that it was obvious he got it on there in time, the young ref not really wanting to argue with Revision. The Future ignores him, instead pulling Xunkai away from the ropes to lay by the corner, deciding to climb the turnbuckles himself this time, stopping at the top to face out towards the crowd, quickly jumping back to flip forward into the WAVE OF THE FUTU-NO! Xunkai rolls to the side, and Revision lands hard right on his knees, falling forward onto his stomach and cringing as he clutches his legs, pain shooting up through them from landing on the canvas. Revision slowly stumbles up to his feet, walking over to lean against a corner, facing towards the crowd, then slowly turns around to check to see what Xunkai's doing, only to find himself getting hit with a HANDSPRING INTO THE GANMENGIRI!!! Revision's face gets pretty much destroyed with the kick, and he stumbles out of the corner, too dazed to even fall down. Xunkai doesn't give him the chance to, though, instead grabbing his head and pulling him forward to the opposite corner, running up the buckles to hit the X-FLIP!!! The back of Revision's head gets smashed down into the mat with the move, and Xunkai quickly moves over Revision for a pin. 1...2...THR-FOOT ON THE ROPES! The crowd lets out another cheer, Xunkai rolling off of Revision and holding his head in frustration, both men now having narrowly escaped the other's finishers via rope break. Xunkai doesn't bother arguing with Robby, though, pulling Revision out towards the middle of the ring and lifting him onto his knees, bending him forward to hit him with more KAWADA KICKS!!! As Xunkai steps back for the last one and throws it forward, Revision ducks under it, rolling over to get to his feet. As Xunkai turns around, Revision tucks his head under his arm and pins them to Xunkai's sides, falling back to connect with the CRIPPLER!!! Xunkai slumps onto his back after getting hit with the Northern Lights Driver, and Revision pushes himself up into a bridge. 1...2...THR-XUNKAI GETS A SHOULDER UP! Revision groans, rolling over onto his side and shaking his head. Robby immediately begins trying to persuade Revision that it was only a two count, but Revision just ignores him this time, instead picking Xunkai up and pulling him over to the corner.

Revision sets Xunkai up for a Back Suplex, but instead sets him up on the top turnbuckle, hitting him with a forearm across the back before climbing out onto the apron and up to the top rope, beating Xunkai with a few more forearms to keep him stunned. Finally, he reaches down and wraps his arms around Xunkai's waist, picking him up and swinging him up onto his shoulder for an AVALANCHE FUTURE SHO-NOOOO!!! XUNKAI REVERSES IT INTO A FRANKENSTEINER!!! Xunkai stands up after hitting the maneuver, knowing that it won't keep Revision down for too long. The Future gets up after several moments, a little shakily, but doesn't see Xunkai running up to him from behind, quickly grabbing his head as he passes and running up the corner for another X-FLI-NOOO!!! Revision grabs Xunkai as he comes off the top rope, lifting him up until he's upside-down, then drops him down in an Inverted Brainbuster! The Future quickly flips back to crouch over Xunkai, locking his arm under his neck and wrenching him back into the FUTURE CLUTCH!!! Xunkai cries out in pain as he's pulled up into the Dragon Clutch maneuver, flailing his arm over towards the rope, but Revision slowly pulls him away from it, jerking him over towards the center of the ring. Though he doesn't get him too far, he manages to get his arm away from the rope, and sits back, cranking back harder on Xunkai's neck. The Anarchist does everything he can, trying to pull Revision down, but The Future just plants his feet and widens his base, wrenching back harder and harder on the neck. Finally, as things start to get black, Xunkai realizes that he's not going to be able to get out of the move in time, and decides to save himself the ordeal of passing out...XUNKAI TAPS!!! Revision immediately lets go of the hold as the crowd lets out a big cheer, Robby calling for the bell to signal the end of the match. The Future kneels down beside his former partner, checking on him and making sure he hasn't hurt him too badly, but Xunkai just seems to be glad to be out of the hold. After seeming to come to the conclusion that Xunkai will be fine, Revision allows himself to be led to the center of the ring, where Robby raises his hand in victory, "Hysteria" starting up this time rather than "The Final Countdown".

Cross: Here is your winner...REVISION!!!

Xunkai starts to get up about this time, holding the back of his neck, but smiles over at Revision, who does the same to him, both men walking over to exit the ring, taking some time to walk around ringside and shake hands with a few pro-Empty Promises fans before heading up to the ramp, where at the top, Austin Azure is waiting. The three turn and give a last look at the Barton Arena, then turn and walk out through the curtains with the crowd cheering still.

Hartman: I don’t think I can watch this match

Sharpton: come one this is two of the best in one of the sickest matches ever

Hartman: I mean the Garden of Evil was hard enough to call but these to hate each other

Sharpton: Yeah I know so this should be even better

The fans slowly get to there feet, while the lights begin to flash on the top of the barton town centers ceiling, showing A sickening sign. A Steel cage, weapons stretching from the masses chained to the inside. The cage stands about 20 feet tall. The TitonTron slowly starts up, showing the old WWHW logo. The fans slowly begin to clap as it shows A younger looking Bryan Kutterman and his old nemisis, Stan Talcion in the FIRST steel Cage Mayhem. The Video show both men standing in the ring, with the cage slowly going down on both of them. The video ceeps rolling, showing both men grappling each other in the middle of the ring, Stan over powering Kutterman into A barb wire bed, then to Kutterman using his raw power to shove Stan into A light tube, causing it to break on impact. The match slowly fast forward to show Kutterman , laying down with A chair on his face, out of no where, Stan jumps off the second turn buckle, preforming A body splash onto the chair. Much more clips of the first SCM play as everything begins to go dark….Without warning….

NOW IS THE TIME FOR ME TO RISE TO MY FEET…WIPE YOUR SPIT FROM MY FACE, WIPE THESE TEARS FROM MY EYES!!!!

The fans begin to jump to there feet, clapping, knowing this was it. Kutterman , with no flashy entrances busts out of the back wearing his long black trench coat. Kutterman looks to the fans with A angry look on his face. Kutterman goes to take off his trench coat, the camera man stumbles out of the way, fearing to get hit with the coat. Instead of throwing the heavy looking coat at the camera man, Biggie BK makes it into A ball and throws it at the fans instead. “VIVA LA BTW ******** F!” the Fans begin to cheer as BK rolls into the ring.

Just then Better by Eight Stops Seven hits the Pa system and the lights go out

So you want to tie both my arms off and force feed me to sharks
Just for the sake of releasing me from a memory
Of when you slept in the serpent's den
Showed me what lurks in the hearts of man
Left me alone with the consequence
Considered a bond between friends
I'm not/You're escaping with my good name
Create so you change the rules of this game
How low can you go
How deep and how bold

Hartman: OHHH my God this is the theme music for Vicious Vick Wagner one of James O'Hanrahan’s better know to are Fans as Kid Chaos alter Egos

Sharpton: Hell yeah the Vicious One to face the Underground Legend

Hartman: For you fans out their who don’t know Bryan Kutterman and Vick Wagner had a long and bloody feud in EGW in which Kutterman was never able to beat Wagner

I might have misjudged in you my trust
So you want to spit on my face
And start to calling me names
Expecting me to break down, give in, let you take this win

Sharpton: So where the hell is Wagner

Hartman: I don’t know

Just then better cuts out and the lights come on as “Clenched Fist" begins to blares over the sound system the fans all turn and look to see where Kid Chaos is coming from the song keeps playing the Camera Cuts to the ring and shows a very pissed of Bryan Kutterman

Pain makes me stronger
Everyday
Life is chaos
You gotta deal with it

Expressing my aggressions
Through confusion
Face reality
Nothing is like it used to be

Don’t tell me I don’t know
You don’t live in my war
Revolt and anger
I won’t take it anymore

Then a figure dressed in a black hooded rob emerges in the crowd and makes their way down the aisle the figure is surrounded by four security guards the figure makes their way to the security wall and then stands on top of it with their right hand raised holding a barbed-wire bat oh they then hops off the security wall then place the barbed-wire bat in one of the corners behind the posts then climbs the Turnbuckle form the out side with one foot on the first Turnbuckle an the other on the second then Stretches arms out then gets on the apron he reaches into the black void where a face should be and pulls out a pair of black sunglasses fold them up and hands then to the waiting technician he then takes off his robe revealing his Blue and White camo pants and his Blue and White camo vest he hands the robe to the technician he then unzips the vest revealing his trademark shirt he then hands the vest to the technician he then he gets in the ring and sits in the nearest corner with his arms stretched out over the second rope waiting for his opponent

Kid looks at Kutterman with an angry glare, the cage slowly begins to lower, enough where you can reach up and grab A weapon. Kutterman Looks at kid, then takes A mic from his kilt.* “Stop the ******** cage.” Kutterman voice echos threw the arena. Kutterman doesn’t look away from kid, knowing what might happen if he did. The cage stops moving down as Kutterman begins to speak.*

Kutterman - What A year….My Brother died, I get A title shot THREE TIMES, the GoE….Now this, now it all comes to an end today. “Final Chapter”….Not to long ago, it was “Re:Birth”….Now I am here with A good old friend, in one of the SINGLE MOST SICKEST CREATION GOD HAS BLESSED US WITH! Last time I was in this hell hold was in WWHW, Savior, Unkowned. That day, on that very ******** day, my best friend backed stabbed me, I won back MY title…Now it is today…Weird how things work in life. You see Kid, what you see above you is hell, everyone thinks that the GoE is the bloodest thing in BTWF history…No, I have been INSIDE this ******** cage ones, I was left A bloody mess…GoE, I just got up.” *Kutterman stares at Chaos again.* “Its sad to see them grow up so fast like this, ya know…I remember back in the day, when you where hanging around with nobodies, that was before I came. You should be treating me better, I saved your ******** a** from low card hell, I took you in, I defended you from Apolo, who I hope ran his limo off a cliff. I als–

*Before Kutterman can finish, Kid reaches up and pulls A mic down from the cage. The fans give out A slight laugh as Kid begins to speak.*

Kid- You acting like you MADE me. You didn’t, I didn’t need YOUR help Bryan. But you needed me. MxC, you USED me to ALMOST gain the World title. You actually though you Could Final Flaw me and pin Yuri right before my EYES? No. See, I don’t like it when people use ME for there personal gain. How does it feel, not becoming the World Champ on the last show?

Kutterman - ….Atlest I HAD A title….

*Kid looks at Kutterman , his rage slowly building up inside.*

Kid- Beside the point, I don’t CARE. I don’t CARE if you where in this cage before, I don’t CARE if you won last time, that was the pass…You where talking about A younger generation rising up and taking your spot light…I might not be younger…But I AM going to take your spot light oh and by the way Vick sends he regards.

*Kutterman looks more pissed off then ever.* “Enough, LOWER THAT ******** CAGE!” *Kutterman throws the mic on the outside of the ring, Chaos does the same. Due to the weapons blocking the view of the fans, camera’s are places on the corners of the cages. The TitonTron comes to life, showing Kutterman jumping up and down as Kid doesn’t move. Kutterman smirks and extends his hand, by doing this, it lights fuse in Kid’s mind as he tackles Kutterman into the cage. Kutterman ’s body hits into A stop sign, A chair A sledge hammer and an acoustic guitar. The guitar gets cracked in two. Kid doesn’t let go of the spear hold, driving Kutterman into the cage. Kutterman reacts by driving his elbow into Kids back several times, Kid pulls Kutterman into the middle of the ring and hit’s a fisherman suplex. Kid gets to his feet and begins to stomp on Kutterman ’s shoulder, the ref stays far away from both men. Chaos walks away from Kutterman to try to un-chain A steel chair. Kid is having trouble, the chair is tied tightly to the cage. Kutterman manages to get to his feet, Kutterman sneaks behind Kid then wraps his arms around Kid’s waist and goes to suplex him. Kid has such A tight grip on the chair. Kid doesn’t let go, avoiding the suplex. Kutterman goes for it again, only to fail like the last time. Kid holds onto the chair until Kutterman goes for the German Suplex Again…RIP! Kutterman pulls so hard that the chains break apart and the chair that Chaos has a hold of the chair smacks him in the face as he lands on his neck/shoulders from the German suplex Kutterman lets go of Chaos who rolls away holding his face Kutterman uses the ropes to pull him self up and looks across the ring and see that Chaos is doing to same thing both men are standing and staring at each other then both men charge across the ring at each other they meet in the center of the ring and take each other out with thundering Clotheslines both men land on the mat hard both men roll over and quickly get to their feet Kutterman lands a kick to the and sets Chaos up for a DDT but Chaos looks his arms around Kutterman ’s waist and pulls back landing a Northern Lights Suplex Chaos lets go off Kutterman and rolls off of him then Chaos gets to his feet and stalks Kutterman waiting for him to get up slowly but surely Kutterman gets to his feet and turns around Chaos goes to grab Kutterman but gets a flick to the eye for his trouble Chaos stumbles away holding his eye Kutterman slowly walks over to Chaos and grabs the back of Chaos’ shirt and receives a low blow in the form a straight punch to the neither regions Kutterman is bent over and hoping up and down holding his privet parts and agony Chaos sees an opening and Grabs Kutterman and sets his head up in-between his legs for a piledriver but at the last second Kutterman stands up and send Chaos backwards with a back drop after this Kutterman drops to his knees trying to catch his breath for a second or two after that Kutterman gets to his feet and grabs Chaos’s hair and pulls him up to his feet Kutterman kick Chaos in the stomach then Kutterman places Chaos’s arm behind his head and placing his arm over the back of Chaos’s head and then pulls Chaos up for a Suplex but Chaos is able to wriggle free and lands on his feet behind Kutterman then Chaos locks his arms around Kutterman ’s waist and pulls back attempting to German Suplex Kutterman but Kutterman is able to lock his legs around Chaos’ left leg then Chaos puts Kutterman down back on his feet but before Chaos can make a second attempt at the German Suplex he is elbowed in the face this causes Chaos to let go of Kutterman this is the opening Kutterman is looking for so he performs a stand switch with Chaos and locks his arms around Chaos’s waist in attempt to pull of a second German suplex but before he is given the opportunity to pull off the move Chaos takes his right leg and swings it backwards and lands a second low blow on Kutterman who is once again doubled over in pain seeing and opening Chaos looks around and yells Decap with a twist Chaos sets Kutterman up for a DDT then Chaos jumps up and looks his legs around his Kutterman ’s waist locking in a guillotine choke but before Chaos can finish the Decapitation DDT Kutterman is some how able to manage to get his head free then Kutterman Drops to his knees driving Chaos back first into the matt with a spine buster

at this point the fans a Cheering wildly for the sheer amount of fast past counters these two men have put together

Hartman: This is pretty amazing these two seem to know each other inside out

Sharpton: No s**t they where faction members for months and have probably trained together on more then a occasions

Hartman: Also I am shocked at the warm reception these two are receiving

Sharpton: I think the fans finally don’t give a s**t if your face or hell as long as you can produce like these two have

Kutterman gets up and looks around see the chair an evil smirk crosses Kutterman face Kutterman walks over and grabs the chair and picks it up then turns his attention to Chaos who is using the ropes to pull him self up Kutterman runs over to Chaos and hits him in the back of the head with a chair with that Chaos stops moving and falls backwards Kutterman then walks to the center of the ring and lays down the Chair then Kutterman Walks back over to Chaos who isn’t move at all Kutterman grabs the back of Chaos’ shirt and pulls him up to his feet and places him in a side head lock and walks him over to the chair Kutterman then Kutterman places Chaos’s arm behind his head and placing his arm over the back of Chaos’s head and then pulls Chaos up for a brain buster Kutterman is able to hold Chaos up for three seconds before jumping up and falling down bring Chaos down head first onto the steel folding chair with a Brain Buster DDT Kutterman rolls away from Chaos and gets his knees under him and is able to slowly get to his feet and looks over at Chaos who is still laying on his Stomach Kutterman walks over to Chaos and uses his foot to roll over Chaos then Kutterman drops to his knees and pins Chaos 1...2. kick out by Chaos this takes the evil smirk right off Kutterman face

Hartman: He can’t honestly think he is going to win this early in the match

Sharpton: Shut up he came pretty dam close

Hartman: Like my dad use to say close only counts in horse shoe and hand grenades

Sharpton: I hate you and your dad now

Kutterman looks at Chaos who was a little blood trickling down from his fore-head then Kutterman turns to the cage and sees a stop sign Kutterman walks over to the stop sign and with some effort is able to remove it from the side of the cage Kutterman turns and see Chaos has gotten up and is now standing on Jell-o legs Kutterman runs over to Chaos and smacks him right on top of the head with the stop sign Chaos reels backwards a little but that is all that happens Kutterman looks furious and hits Chaos on the head with the stop sign again Chaos stumbles around a little bit more then before but is still on his feet Chaos stumbles back where he was standing before this time Kutterman reaches back with all of his might and hits Chaos once more in the fore-head with the stop sign this time however Chaos drops down to his knees and is bleeding more porously then before Kutterman looks at Chaos who looks Kutterman in the eye and waves him to come and give him his best shot Kutterman lifts the stop sign high above his head but before he can land the shot Chaos grabs the steel folding chair beside him and hits a chair stab to Kutterman ’s stomach that doubles him over and causes him to drop the stop sign Chaos gets to his feet and lifts the chair high above his head then drives it into the back of Kutterman ’s Skull sending Kutterman face first into the matt

Hartman: Was Kid Chaos play possum that whole time

Sharpton: I am not sure but I now Kid Chaos doesn’t mind taking pain to inflict pain

Hartman: I guess we will never know

Chaos looks down at Kutterman then at the steel folding chair in his and then nods to him self Chaos drops the chair and grabs Kutterman by his hair and pulls him up to his feet Chaos kicks Kutterman in the stomach Chaos sets Kutterman up on the left side of his body for a DDT then jumps into the air driving Kutterman head first into the steel folding chair and when Kutterman ’s body is straight up and down Chaos turns his hips to float him self over into a pin the ref slides into position and counts the pin 1...2 kick out by Kutterman Chaos gets to his feet and yells at the ref who yells back insisting it was only a two count then Chaos goes to runs his right hand through his hair but he stops as soon as he hand touches his fore-head Chaos pulls back his and sees blood Chaos has a look of burning hate in his eyes as he turns to face Kutterman who is on his hands and knees trying to get up Chaos kick Kutterman in the stomach Kutterman falls back down to the matt holding his stomach as Chaos beings to stomp away at him after the tenth stomp the ref tries to stop any more damage from being inflicted onto Kutterman by Chaos but Chaos just shoves him aside and goes back to stomping on Kutterman after about 20 or thirty stomps Chaos stops and is breathing heavy Chaos looks around and sees the chair Chaos picks up the chair and unfolds it and sets up the chair in the center of the ring Chaos grabs Kutterman by his hair ans lifts him up to his feet and sets his head up in-between his legs Chaos then lift Kutterman up into the and hooks his right arm around Kutterman ’s left leg then Chaos looks left and nod after which he looks right and nods then Chaos looks straight ahead and nods right before driving Kutterman head first into the unfolded steel folding Kutterman ’s head bounces off the chair and he hits the matt and rolls away in pain Chaos sits in the chair and brings both of this thumbs to his neck then chaos does a duel throat cut and stretches out his arms and once they are stretched out he does a duel thumbs down

Sharpton: What the hell way isn’t Kid Chaos going fore the pin

Hartman: I think he has snapped at the sight of is own blood I don’t think this about wining or losing any more I think it is about hurting Bryan Kutterman

Chaos gets to his feet and turns the chair around to face away from him and Kutterman then Chaos walks over to Kutterman and pulls him to his feet by his hair Chaos grabs Kutterman right arm and attempts to whip Kutterman across the ring but Kutterman grabs Chaos’s left arm and whips him across the ring Kutterman walks over to the chair as Chaos hit the rope and come back towards him so Kutterman side steps Chaos and hits a drop toe hold driving Chaos face first into the unfolded steel chair Chaos’ head hits the seat of the chair and bounces off of it Chaos rolls away from the Chair and Kutterman holding his fore-head Chaos roles over to the side of the ring and grabs a second chair off of the cage Kutterman folds up the chair and runs over Chaos gets to his feet and as Kutterman is rushing towards him Chaos lifts up the chair and tosses it at Kutterman ’s head Kutterman lifts up his chair to protect his face as soon as Kutterman lifts up his chair Chaos runs over to him As soon as Chaos gets close he stops and spins in a circle then delivers an elbow to the chair which smacks Kutterman who falls flat on his back from the impact Chaos stands up slapping his elbow and holding it up before dropping down to his knees and sliding the chair off of Kutterman then Chaos lays with his back on Kutterman ’s chest and hooks Kutterman ’s left leg and counts along with the ref 1... kick out by Kutterman

Sharpton: Chaos took way to long to pin Kutterman

Hartman: Well I think your right I think Chaos took a little too long to praise the Roaring Elbow the finisher of Masato Tanaka one of the guys Chaos looked up to before becoming a wrestler

Sharpton: Whatever Chaos should have gone for the simple 1...2...3

Hartman: You might be right

Chaos sits up shaking his head with his hands on his hips Chaos gets to his feet and looks around Chaos looks over Kutterman and the two steel folding chairs then Chaos looks around the cage for another weapon Chaos keeps looking then turns around and stops Chaos and starts o ring his gloves hands and head tilts his head towards the right and walks toward that side of the cage chaos reaches up and unties a bundle Florescent light tubes and places them under his left arm then turns back to Kutterman and the two folding chairs Chaos walks over to Kutterman and picks up the two folding chairs and puts them under his right arm and walks over to the nearest corner chaos puts down the light tubes then puts down one of the chairs and takes the second and unfolds it Chaos then picks up the second chair and unfolds that chair as well then Chaos places the two chairs so that they will have the seats of the chairs face each other then Chaos turns to his right and picks up the bundle florescent light tubes Chaos looks at the position of the two chairs then nods before placing the bundle Florescent light tubes on top of the other two chairs Chaos then turns his attention to Kutterman who is still on the ground holding his face and fore-head Chaos walks over to Kutterman and grabs Kutterman ’s hair and pulls him up to his knees and punches him in the fore-head then Chaos uses his right knees and smashes it right into Kutterman ’s face Chas the pulls Kutterman up to his feet and places him in a side head lock and walks him over to the corner where the chairs are set up Chaos holds onto Kutterman ’s hair with his left hand and starts climbs to the second turnbuckle with his feet hand once on the second turnbuckle Chaos sits down on top of the top turnbuckle and sets up Kutterman head up in-between his likes then Chaos then power bombs his opponent on to the bundle Florescent light tubes which explode under the impact sending glass shards flying every where and filling the air with a thick white mist

Hartman: OHHH My god Bryan Kutterman ’s back has to be shredded after that move I mean wow Kid Chaos just hit a Formless Perfection on Bryan Kutterman Sending him through a bundle florescent light tubes this match is starting to get out of hand

Sharpton: No this match is starting to get good

Kutterman is on the ground screaming in pain Chaos who landed on his feet walks over to Kutterman and grabs the chairs and pushes the chairs aside before pining Kutterman as before Chaos lays with his back on Kutterman chest and hooks Kutterman right leg and counts along with the ref how ever this time about thirty percent of the fans count along 1...2...thre(e) the fans cheering of Chaos go wild and Chaos gets up onto his knees and has his arms raised up in victory the ref walks shaking his head and waving his hands telling Chaos that is was only a two count and the fans counted to 3 Chaos has a look of shock and disbelief in his eyes as he gets to his feet and starts to yells at the ref Chaos shoves the ref the ref stumbles back a few feet and regains his balance and walks over to Chaos and shoves him the ref shoves Chaos and he stumbles back a step or two Chaos has his head facing the other way and his nodding after about three or four nods Chaos turns around and kicks the ref in the stomach then Chaos set up the ref on the left side of his body for a DDT then goes for a gut wrench power bomb on his right shoulder when the ref is half way up the apex of the power bomb or flat out Chaos grab the ref head/neck area with his left arm and hits a spinning falling reveres DDT

Hartman: What the hell Kid Chaos just gave a Malevolent DDT to the ref

Sharpton: Well he shouldn’t have gotten in Chaos’ face

Hartman: I guess Kid Chaos should consider him self luck that there is no disqualification

Chaos gets to his feet and lifts up his mash enough that his mouth this show and he pits on the ref Chaos pulls his mask back down and turns around only yo be meet by a Super Kick from Kutterman the kick hits Chaos squar in the jaw and he falls down like a ton of bricks Kutterman is standing over Chaos the Camera angle in the cage changes so the fans can see Kutterman back which is covered in white powder and has glass stuck in it blood is trickling down Kutterman ’s back Kutterman turns and picks up one of the broken pieces of light tube and turns around to face Chaos and sits on his chest Kutterman takes the pieces of a light tube and turns it up side down so the jagged edge is point down and starts to crave Chaos’ fore-head with it Chaos is screaming in Absolute Agony this puts a fiendish smile on Kutterman ’s face then Kutterman lifts up the pieces of a light tube and turns it around and smashes it over his fore-head Chaos grabs his fore-head and rolls around on the matt Kutterman gets to his feet and looks for a weapon he sees the barded-wire bed Kutterman walks over to it and with some major effort Kutterman is able to pull it off the cage Kutterman sets up the barbed-wire bed a few feet away form the corner opposite of the one in which Chaos set up the chairs Kutterman then walks over to Chaos who is just getting up and his fore-head is covered in blood Kutterman turns Chaos around and kicks him in the stomach then Kutterman grabs Chaos left arm and whips him off to the corner with the barbed-wire bed Chaos hits the corner at full speed and back first and has to grab onto the top ropes to hold him self up Kutterman casually walks over too the corner once their Kutterman sizes up Chaos and delivers a chop to the chest the fans let out a WHOOOOO Kutterman reaches back and delivers a second chop to the chest the fans let out an even louder WHOOOOO this time Kutterman lifts up Chaos’ shirt and delivers a third and final chop Chaos grabs his chest in pain then Kutterman lifts Chaos up and sits him on top of the turnbuckle Kutterman climbs up to the second then stands Chaos up then Kutterman gets Chaos Set up for A DDT, Kutterman then uses his free arming grabs Chaos’ leg then lifts him up. Kutterman stalls for A brief second then drives Chaos head in to the barbed-wire bed, hitting A DDT like move

Hartman: They are insane no rational human being lets them self be subjected to this kind of punishment

Sharpton: well Crazy is as Crazy does

after they hit the barbed-wire bed neither man moves for a long time then Kutterman rolls over and pins Chaos a small portion of the fans count 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9..10 Kutterman looks up and sees that the ref is still down Kutterman gets up and walks over to him Kutterman drags the ref by the back of his shirt towards the barbed-wire bed then Kutterman slaps the ref a few times to wake him up the ref comes to and Kutterman walks over and pins Chaos the ref counts 1...2... Chaos rolls Kutterman over into a pin of his own and hooks the top of Kutterman ’s Kilt for extra leverage the ref counts again 1...2...thr Kutterman kicks out and quicly gets to his feet ans starts to stomp away at Chaos then Kutterman grabs Chaos by the hair and pulls him up to his feet Kutterman pulls back his right hand like he is going for a punch then just as Kutterman starts his swing Chaos manages to break free from Kutterman ’s grip and is also able to duck under Kutterman punch then as Kutterman turns around he is meet with a kick to the stomach then Chaos places Kutterman ’s head in-between his legs and lifts him up Chaos the runs froward and tosses Kutterman forward as he drops down to his knees after hitting the Awesome bomb Kutterman hits back first into a 10 foot ladder hanging horizontally from the cage Kutterman hits the ladder so hard that he bounces off the ladder and lands face first in the ring. Kutterman rolls around in pain, Chaos walks back and leans on the cage, catching his breath. Kutterman , after awhile, gets to his feet and stands in front of the ladder. Kid runs at Kutterman at full speed, Kutterman drops down and hit’s a Top toe hold. Kid lands chest/face onto the ladder! Kid Doesn’t move and stays on the Ladder.*

Hartman- Looks like he is knocked out…

Sharpton- Na, he is playing!

*Kutterman begins too look around the cage, grabbing A lose looking chain that is holding up A wooden plank, Kutterman goes to Chaos who is still laying on the ladder. Kutterman takes the chain and wraps it around his waist. Kutterman hits Chaos in the back of the head with a couple of stiff shots. Kutterman ties the chain tightly around Kid’s waist, Kutterman begins to tear off Chaos’s shirt. The fans are puzzled of what BK was doing, Kutterman ties the chain as tight as he can. Kutterman looks around then walks to A clutter of Steal chairs, stop signs, garbage lids, garbage cans and the works. Kutterman begins to tear down all the things, the ring is covered with the weapons by this point. Kutterman stops and lifts up A barb wire bed to show what he was looking for….A Weed Whacker. The fans begin to gasp as BK takes the weed whacker from the cage and begins to start it up. The fans gasp as Kutterman walks around the ring, with Kid not moving. Kutterman stops in front of kid and begins to smirk. Then, Kutterman does the un-thinkable…WEED WHACKER TO THE BACK OF CHAOS!!! Kid begins to shake in pain as the weed hacker RIPS across kids back sending blood pouring down his back. Kid lets out screams of pain, Kutterman lifts off the weed whacker and turns it off. Kutterman looks around and takes A pouch hanging from the chains of the cage. Kutterman then walks to Kid and begins to open the pouch POURING SALT OF THE WEED WHACKER WOUNDS! Kutterman begins to use his bare hands to push the salt deeper into the wounds. Kid begins to swing his arms, trying to hit BK. BK backs off, trying to avoid to get hit.

Hartman: How much sicker are these to going to get before this match ends

Sharpton: Well for you this match is going to get a lot worse before it’s over for me and the rest of the fans it can only get better

Hartman: Is that how you and these fans wish to be remember as a bunch of blood trusty savages

Kutterman walks over to the weapons he took of the cage to get the weed whacker and grabs a trash can then walks back over the Chaos Kutterman lifts the trash can high above his head but Chaos rips the Ladder off the cage and turns around driving the ladder right into Kutterman ’s face knocking him off his feet Chaos then turns the ladder up side down and drives the ladder into Kutterman three to four times then stops and works on getting his hands free after thirty seconds Chaos manages to get his right hand free and very quickly their after gets his left free. Then Chaos slants the ladder and turns around and grabs Kutterman ’s hair and pulls him up to his feet then Chaos places Kutterman ’s arm behind his head and placing his arm over the back of Kutterman ’s head and pulls back sending Kutterman back first into the to slanted ladder with a suplex both men hit the ladder causing it to bounce then come back to rest both Kutterman and Chaos are laying on the ladder breathing heavy. It is Chaos who recover first Chaos stands up and Kutterman slides down the ladder and lands of his head Chaos grabs Kutterman ’s hair and pulls him up to his feet Chaos places Kutterman in a side head lock and starts to climb the slanted ladder with Kutterman in toe once they are about 75% of the way up the ladder Chaos stops and faces Kutterman Chaos kicks Kutterman in the stomach and doubles him over Chaos Sets up Kutterman for a Piledriver then Chaos hooks the Kutterman ’s left arm and then Chaos lifts his Kutterman up and holds them up for a few seconds then Chaos hooks his right arm around the Kutterman ’s right leg Chaos then looks to the left then Chaos looks to the right then Chaos looks straight ahead and nods Chaos jumps off the ladder and bringing his legs around the Kutterman ’s heads falling into a Single under hooked Cradle sit out Pile Driver off the ladder. Both men hit the matt hard Kutterman bounce up into the air about 2 feet before he comes crashing back down Chaos hits and bounce about half a foot then lands and rolls away holding his lower back

Hartman: OHHH My Dear Sweet GOD! A CHAOS THEORY OFF THE SLANTED LADDER

Sharpton: What a move this match has to be over

Hartman: Kutterman might have a broken neck after such a vicious move
Neither man is moving much at this point after a minute or so Chaos rolls over and pushes him self up off the matt and onto his knees Chaos winces in pain then he uses the uses the ropes to pull him self up Chaos turns and goes to pin Kutterman but as soon as he puts weight on his right leg he yells in pain Chaos rub his leg then waves it off and shakes his head Chaos hops on one leg over to Kutterman then dives onto him for the pin the ref drops down and counts the pin 1...2...thre kick out by Kutterman . Chaos sits up in disbelief then shakes his head and rubs his leg some more then slowly gets to his feet at this time Kutterman is also getting up to his feet and the two turn and meet Kutterman throws the first punch that hit Chaos squar in the jaw Chaos stumbles back a few feet and returns fire with a punch of his own that rocks Kutterman then both men start trading blows Kutterman gains the upper hand an leaves Chaos with a clothesline Kutterman grabs Chaos’ right arm and pulls him up to his feet Kutterman then whips Chaos off to the other side of the ring Chaos impacts hard back first Chaos uses the ropes to stop from falling down Kutterman charges across the ring and just crushes Chaos in the corner with a Splash on Chaos who falls down and sits on the second turnbuckle Kutterman grabs Chaos’ right arm pulls him up and whips him across the ring a second time this time Chaos impacts hard chest first into the turnbuckle Chaos goes stumbling backwards Kutterman runs up behind Chaos and lock his arms around Chaos’ wait and pulls back and lets go sending Chaos flying backwards over head with a release German Suplex Chaos lands hard on his head and neck area then rolls because of momentum and lands on his chest Kutterman gets to his feet and walks over to the downed Chaos Kutterman grabs Chaos’s hair and pulls him up to his knees then Kutterman pulls back his right hand and rains punches down onto Chaos then Kutterman delivers a vicious knee to the face

Hartman: Kid Chaos looks knocked out and the only thing holding him up is

Sharpton: You maybe right I have never seen Kid Chaos like this before

Hartman: Someone might have to stop this match

Kutterman then pulls Chaos up to his feet and points to a corner and yells one more time Kutterman attempts to whip Chaos off into the corner but Chaos turns and grabs Kutterman ’s arm and whips him off to the corner Kutterman impacts hard back first into the corner then is sandwiched by Chaos who hits a running shoulder block right into Kutterman s stomach which send Chaos bouncing off of Kutterman due to the sheer impact Chaos tries to land on his feet but slips and lands on his a** Chaos sits their and flips off Kutterman who is now slumping in the corner Chaos gets to his feet and walks over to Kutterman Chaos starts hitting stiff knee shot after stiff knee shot on Kutterman ’s face then Chaos takes a step back and delivers a low roundhouse kick right to Kutterman s face Kutterman slumps over onto the ropes Chaos surveys the damage he has inflicted onto Kutterman then he grabs Kutterman ’s arms and pulls him up to his feet then Chaos scoops Kutterman up and turns him up side down then slams Kutterman into the turnbuckle Chaos makes sure hook both ok Kutterman ’s legs over the top rope placing him in the tree of woe Chaos kicks Kutterman in the chest 4 times then puts his left foot on the second rope and the other in-between Kutterman ’s legs then lifts his foot off the rope placing all his body weight on the other leg then Chaos see something that catches his eye Chaos sees a thumb tack pan Chaos pulls the thumb tack pan off the cage then Chaos pulls his leg out from in-between Kutterman ’s legs then Chaos sets the thumb tack pan up with thumb tacks pointing down in-between Kutterman ’s legs then Chaos bounces on the ropes then jumps up and drives both of his feet in-between Kutterman ’s legs and onto the thumb tack pan Kutterman Lets out the most agonizing scream of pain ever heard in a BTWF ring

Hartman: What the hell is going on I mean Bryan Kutterman might have a punctured scrotum from that move

Sharpton: Looks like their won’t be any little Kutterman s running around after this match

Hartman: At this point that might be a good thing

Chaos hops off the thumb tack pan and then Chaos grabs the pan and pulls it off of Kutterman causing him to scream even more Chaos looks at the thumb tack pan then back at Kutterman Chaos places the thumb tack pan right in-front of Kutterman’s face Chaos looks around and then sees what he is looking for Chaos walks over to the steel folding chairs that held the Florescent light tubes during the Formless Perfection Chaos picks up the Chair and folds it up Chaos walks back over to Kutterman and places the Chair behind the thumb tack pan so Kutterman’s face is completly covered Chaos walks over to the opposite corner where he leans in the corner and then lifts up his right boot and dusts it off Chaos puts down his right boot and picks up his left boot and dusts it off as well then Chaos Charges out of the corner when Chaos almost reaches Kutterman Chaos leaps into the air and tucks in his feet and exploded with a baseball slide drop kick right to the steel folding chair which is infront of the thumb tack pan which is infront of Kutterman’s face Chaos pulls the Chair and thumb tack pan away from Kutterman’s face revealing the bloody mess it has become Chaos drops to his knees and slaps Kutterman across his bloody face Chaos yells at Kutterman “Can you hear me mister so called underground legend I own you” Chaos Gets to his feet and looks around and sees the barbed-wire bed Chaos walks over and grabs the barbed-wire bed and pulls it towards Kutterman Chaos sets up the barbed-wire bed where he want’s it then Chaos turns back to face Kutterman Chaos unhooks Kutterman from the tree of woe and he lands on his head Chaos grabs Kutterman’s left arm and pulls him up to his feet Chaos kicks Kutterman in the stomach then he places Kutterman ’s arm behind his head and placing his arm over the back of Kutterman ’s head and pulls back and lift Kutterman into the air and then sits him down on the top turnbuckle Chaos then points the barbed-wire bed then to Kutterman then Chaos points straight up and circles his finger three times calling for the Fall From Grace then Chaos climbs the turnbuckle and grabs Kutterman and pulls him up to his feet and is meet with a punch to the face Chaos answers back with a headbutt Kutterman fires back with another punch to the face the two start trading shots on the top rope Kutterman pushes Chaos off the top turnbuckle Chaos turns and lands on his feet then Kutterman leaps off the top rope hitting a Bulldog driving Chaos face and chest first into the barbed-wire bed
Hartman: Bryan Kutterman Countered the Fall From Grace with a Reliving Faith driving Kid Chaos face first into the barbed-wire bed

Sharpton: Lucky for him because we both know that if Kid Chaos hit the Fall From Grace onto the barbed-wire bed this match would have been over

Hartman: Maybe but then again Maybe not the way this match has gone

Kutterman gets to his feet and rolls Chaos over on the barbed-wire bed showing the blood mess that Chaos’ head and chest are Kutterman then goes for the pin 1...2...thre kick out by Chaos Kutterman can’t believe it Kutterman grabs the bloody hair of Chaos and pulls him up to his feet Kutterman kicks Chaos in the stomach and doubles him over Kutterman sets Chaos’ head up in-between his legs Kutterman lifts Chaos up and drives him head first into the barbed-wire bed with a piledriver Chaos’ head is tangled in the barbed-wire Kutterman goes for the pin 1...2 kick out by Chaos Kutterman looks a little angry and gets to his feet and stomps away at Chaos Kutterman stops stomping away at Chaos and looks around the ring and sees a table Kutterman walks over to the table and with some effort is able to get the table off of the cage Kutterman sets up the table and turns around to face Chaos who is still laying on the barbed-wire bed Kutterman garbs Chaos’ arms and pulls him up Chaos is screaming in pain as the barbed-wire the his tangled around his head is tearing into his flesh Kutterman is able to pull Chaos up to his knees but is meet with a low blow Kutterman hops away in pain Chaos tries to stand up but the barbed-wire is holding him down Chaos garbs the barded-wire off the barbed-wire bed and wraps it around his head and gets to his feet around the same time Kutterman is regaining his balance. Kutterman turns around and is meet with a headbutt from the Barbed-wire wrapped head of Chaos Kutterman stumbles back a little bit and Chaos walks forward a delivers a second barbed-wire headbutt this sends Kutterman reeling back even more then before Chaos keep on top of Kutterman and grabs his hair and hits the third Barbed-wire headbutt that levels Kutterman

Hartman: Kid Chaos wrapping himself in Barbed-Wire and using his body as a weapon

Sharpton: That is using you environment to your advantage

Hartman: I guess your right we have seen both of these men use some quick
thinking to take advantage of the hellish environment of this cage

Sharpton: he take a look at this

Chaos walks over to the barbed-wire bed and starts wrapping his fist in the barbed-wire Chaos wraps his hands and fore-arms in barbed-wire Chaos walks over to Kutterman who is using the ropes to pull him self up Chaos hits a double axe handle driving the barbed-wire into Kutterman’s back and Chaos’s fore-arms the move looks like it hurt Chaos more then Kutterman but Chaos shrugs it off and goes back to work on Kutterman Chaos uses his left arm to push Kutterman’s throat down onto the top rope trying to choke him. Chaos is using his free right arm and is rubbing it across Kutterman’s fore-head trying to draw more blood from Kutterman’s fore-head Kutterman is blinded from the blood in his eyes Kutterman reaches forward and is able to grab a stop sign Kutterman grabs it and is able to pull back and hits Chaos square in the forehead sending Chaos reeling backwards Kutterman wipes the blood from his eyes and turns around to face Chaos who is still off balance Kutterman rushes over to Chaos and hits him in the face with a stop sign Kutterman beats Chaos down with the stop sign Kutterman looks around the cage and sees a table hanging on it Kutterman walks over to it and rips it off the cage Kutterman sets up the table in the center of the ring Kutterman turns around and sees that Chaos has gotten up to his knees Kutterman runs over to Chaos and kicks him in the side of the face Chaos slumps down and falls over Kutterman then walks over to the barbed-wire bed and drags it over to the table and places it on top of the table creating a barbed-wire table Kutterman then walks back over to Chaos who hasn’t moved since the vicious kick to the face Kutterman grabs Chaos’ hair and pulls him over to te table Kutterman stands Chaos up and kicks him in the mid section doubling him over Kutterman then sets Chaos’ head up in-between his legs and lifts him up but before Kutterman can drive Chaos through the barbed-wire table Chaos starts to rain punches down onto Kutterman which causes Kutterman’s grip to lossen and enables Chaos to slip free and land on his feet Chaos kicks Kutterman in the gut then Chaos places Kutterman’s arm behind his head and placing his arm over the back of Kutterman’s head and pulls back trying to land a suplex on Kutterman but he manages to wriggle free and land on his feet behind Chaos Kutterman looks his hands around Chaos’ waist but before Kutterman can pull back Chaos lands three elbows right to the bridge of Kutterman’s nose Chaos the pulls a standing switch with Kutterman locking his hands around Kutterman’s waist but before he can land the German suplex on Kutterman he is hit with a low blow by Kutterman Chaos drops to his knees holding his groined in pain Kutterman turns around and taunts Chaos by pointing to his head and saying he is to smart for Chaos this pisses Chaos off and he counters with a low blow of his own on Kutterman stops taunting and falls down and rolls away from Chaos who is just kneeling their in pain Kutterman rolls over to the ropes and slowly pulls him self up to his feet Chaos pushes him self up and grabs the stop sign Kutterman grabs a steel folding chair off the cage the two walk up to each other and slowly circle one another until Chaos makes the first move and lifts the stop sign above his head but gets a body stab with the chair form Kutterman Chaos is doubled over and drops the stop sign Kutterman then hits a chair shot to the back of Chaos’ head and sends him face first into the stop sign Kutterman hits vicious Chair shot after chair shot to the back of Chaos’ head

Hartman: Alright ref stop the match Kid Chaos is receiving one hell of a beating at the hands of Bryan Kutterman

Sharpton: I am not sure the ref can stop this match isn’t that in the rules or something

Hartman: So he is just going to let Bryan Kutterman beat Kid Chaos to death is that it

Sharpton: I think so

Kutterman looks around then his gaze stop he is fixated on something hanging from the cage he walk over to it and pulls it off it is a red velvet bag Kutterman opens it up and sees lighter fluid and a lighter Kutterman smiles then walks over to Chaos and shows him then lighter fluid and lighter Kutterman yells at Chaos “What you thought to could sneak something onto my cage” Kutterman slaps the back of Chaos’ head and spits on him Kutterman walks over to the barbed-wire table and opens the lighter fluid and pours it onto the table Kutterman walks back over to Chaos and grabs his bloody hair and pulls him up to his feet Kutterman walks Chaos over to the table Kutterman puts the Chaos’ head in-between he's leg then Kutterman flips open the lighter and touches it to the table setting the table on fire then hooks Chaos’ arms, Kutterman performs a hard 180 turn while in the process of putting the Chaos on he's shoulders like a power bomb. Kutterman then spin around in a 180 again and throw the Chaos down onto the flaming barbed-wire table

Hartman: WHAT THE HELL

Sharpton: get a hold of your self and try and be professional

Hartman: Bryan Kutterman hit the Bryan Kutterman Bomb sending Kid Chaos through a FLAMING BARBED-WIRE TABLE Kutterman sent Chaos straight to hell

Chaos is rolling on the ground and rolls toward the ropes as he is trying to put the flames on his back out Kutterman fallows Chaos and is able to get a hold of him a roll him onto his back and go for the pin 1...2...thre the ref stops taping Kutterman on the should informing him that Chaos got his foot on the bottom rope Kutterman is irate Kutterman grabs the ref by the shirt and says if he doesn’t say it was a three count he is going to drop him on his head the ref tells him it was a 2 count again so Kutterman knees the ref in the stomach and drops him on his head with a DDT

Hartman: What is with this both of the competitors in this match have both attacked the ref

Sharpton: This match is more the a win or a loses for these two this in pride this is about trying to end the other mans career

Kutterman gets to his feet and poses for the crowd who are raining boos down onto him only to receive a barbed-wire forearm to the back Chaos racks the barbed-wire down Kutterman’s back Kutterman yells in pain Chaos turns Kutterman around and kicks him in the stomach Chaos sets Kutterman up for a piledriver Chaos lifts Kutterman up and hooks his right arm around Kutterman’s left leg and drives him head first into the mat with a Cradle Piledriver with barbed-wire to the neither regions Chaos gets to hi feet and walks over and grabs the steel folding chair Kutterman was beating him with earlier Chaos grabs it and walks back over to Kutterman and beat the crap out of him with the chair Chaos then drops the Chair Chaos grabs Kutterman by the hair and pulls him up to his feet Chaos knees Kutterman in the gut and Chaos hooks both of Kutterman’s arm and drives him face first into the chair with a double arm DDT Chaos rolls over and gets to his knees after dropping Kutterman onto his he Chaos looks around and see the ref is still down and he keeps looking and sees the ladder Chaos rubs his chin and then nods Chaos gets to his feet but drops down to one knee hold his head Chaos gets back up to his feet and grabs Kutterman’s arms and drags him over to the ladder Chaos positions Kutterman about 5 feet away from the ladder Chaos then looks around and grabs one of the many folding chair that litter the mat Chaos places the Chair over Kutterman’s face Chaos then turns to the ladder Chaos pulls him self up the ladder rung by rung until he is about 80 % up the ladder Chaos stands up but almost losses his balance but he is able to grab onto the ladder and steady him self Chaos looks down at Kutterman who is not moving Chaos then leaps off the ladder turning his body as he does so Chaos comes crashing down onto the Steel Folding Chair that is covering Kutterman face with a Guillotine Leg Drop off slanted ladder

Hartman: Ohhh no way he is walking away from that Kutterman is Dead he has to be after that

Sharpton: I just don’t know any more these two have come back from so much in this match I don’t know anything for sure

Chaos hooks Kutterman right leg but there is still no ref so the fans count along 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10 Chaos gets to the feet and walks over to the ref Chaos pulls the ref over to Kutterman and then slaps him on the back of the head a few times the ref wakes up Chaos re-pin Kutterman the ref counts 1...2...thre some how Kutterman wills him self to kick out Chaos sits up disheartened Chaos looks around and sees the green velvet bag he planted on the Cage Chaos walks over and pulls it off the cage Chaos then looks around the matt and sees what he is looking for Chaos walks over and picks up the lighter that Kutterman used for the flaming table Chaos then walks over to Kutterman and rolls him over onto him stomach Chaos then gets to his feet and opens up the back revealing the rubbing alcohol that was in the bag Chaos opens the rubbing alcohol and pours it all over Kutterman’s back causing him to scream in pain Chaos then walks over to the ropes and flips open the lighter Chaos bounces off the ropes and makes the sign of the cross them lights the lighter Chaos yells “burn in hell you son of a whore” then Chaos throws it down on Kutterman’s back which is engulfed in flames Chaos falls flat onto his face as Kutterman rols around the ring on fire the ref is trying to help put out kuterman and after 20 seonds or so is able to put out the flames

Hartman: OHHH MY GOD THAT HAS TO BE THE SICKEST SINGLE ACT TO EVER TAKE PLACE IN A BTWF RING

Sharpton: Clam down

Hartman: THERE IS NO CLAMMING DOWN KID CHAOS JUST TRIED TO KILL BRYAN KUTTERMAN BY SETTING HIM ON FIRE

The Ref looks over Kutterman the runs over to Chaos and checks him over then all of a sudden the ref calls for the bell the Cage is quickly raise and the ref talks to cross and tells him want is going on

Cross: The Match Has Been Ruled a Draw By the Referee Due To the Fact neither Wrestler can Continue the match

The Fans Boo loudly at this EMTs rush down to the ring and place both men on stretchers they place Chaos on his back but they place Kutterman on his stomach they rush both men backstage the Cameras fallow them they are taken to the parking lot a Doctor looks both men over before they are loaded onto separate Ambulances the Doctor closes up the back of Ambulances with Bryan Kutterman both Ambulances speed off into the night

The Doctor turns around and there is Jonny Miller

Miller: Excuse me Doctor can we get a few words with you

Doctor: Ok I don’t see why not

Miller: what is the condtion of both of the wrestlers

Doctor: Well Mister Kutterman has multiple Cut and lacerations along with blunt force trauma to the head but his main injury seems to be the server burns to his back

Miller: And What of Kid Chaos

Doctor: Well he like Well Mister Kutterman has multiple Cut and lacerations along with blunt force trauma to the head but his lacerations are much deeper


Miller: well why did he pass out

Doctor: Well my guess is due to blood loose

Miller: thank you very much for your time

Doctor: not a problem

Miller: Well I am sending it back to you

the Camera fades out and shows Hartman and Sharpton siting their

Hartman: Well we would like to send Kid Chaos and Bryan Kutterman are best wishes and are hope that they have a speedy recovery

Sharpton: Pulse they put on one hell of a match

Hartman: Is that all you care about

Sharpton: Yeah

Hartman: Your hopeless lets get ready for the next match.

Killa stands up to his feet, and has a slight smirk over his face, shaking his head, as Jin slowly sits up, blood dripping from his face. Killa shifts his knee up, and nails Jin right in the forehead, sending him back down to the mat. The back of Jin's head knocks up against the mat, and once his whole body is down, Killa drops his upper-body over him, with vicious elbow drops. He grabs another fist full of hair, and he wraps his left hand around his neck, and then lifts him up in the air, in Gorilla Press Slam position. Jin begins to shake, and rolls off, landing on his feet, and kicks Killa in the side of his right leg, which makes him shift down a little. He then catches him with a headbutt causing him to stagger backwards. While he is doing so, Jin goes for a spinning heel kick, clashing directly into his face. Jin slowly gets up to his feet, and looks at Killa while he is on the ground. He takes that as the incision to go for a splash. He runs forward towards the ropes, and leaps up, landing on the middle rope, and then goes off for a moonsault. By the time he is about to land, Killa's knees are already up. Jin falls back to the mat, holding his stomach, as Killa sits up, looking down at Jin. He grabs his right leg, as if he were going for a hold, but as he reached down for the other, Jin sent the bottom of his foot directly into the middle of his face. Jin leapfrogged up to his feet, which got the crowd behind him, as they cheered. He ran at the staggering Killa, finally back on the offense but was shut down when Killa knocked him back on his back with a vicious clothesline that sent him flying in the air. Killa picked up Jin once more, and picked him up, as if he were going for a spinebuster, but while Jin was in the air, he reversed it into DDT. Killa is flipped over on his back, as Jin gets up on his feet. He turns Killa around, and positions himself, so that he can lock Killa in a Rear Naked Choke. He rolls over, locking in the submission, choking Killa. Killa struggles, as his air supply is locked off. Jin continues to wrench it, as Killa rolls over on his stomach, and puts his hands down, slowly standing up to his feet. Obviously Jin wasn't as successful as Darson was with the submission, as he was bigger than him. Killa makes it to the ropes, and stands on the middle rope, still gasping for air. Then suddenly he just fell back, dropping all his weight on Jin, successfully breaking the hold.

Jin rolls on his stomach, holding onto his torso, breathing heavily. Killa stands up to his feet, holding onto his neck, looking down at Jin. He then begins to stomp him across the back. After finishing the stomps, Killa sits down on his back, and lifts his arms up on each knee, and then locks his hands around his jaw, and begins pulling back. Blood begins to even drip from Jin's mouth, showing that he bit the tip of his tongue when Killa locked in the move. It looks as if Jin had blacked out, as his eyes completely shut, and he wasn't responsive with the referee. The ref takes his hand, and lifts it up, and drops it. No response: 1! Killa continues to wrench back, and the referee lifts and drops his hand once more. No response: 2! The ref goes for the third time, and when it looks as if the match were about to be over, Jin stops his hand before it goes all the way down. Jin's foot hit's the bottom rope, and the referee taps Killa to let him know to drop the hold. Killa let's go of the hold, and rolls his wrist around a couple of times, stepping back. Jin slowly stands back up to his feet with his back turned to Killa, he comes in and wraps his arms around his waist and pulls back going for a release German Suplex, but Jin flips, and lands on his feet. Jin jumps up, and dropkicks Killa right in the middle of his back, sending him into the turnbuckle, and when he staggers back, he drops him with his own German Suplex. He rolls with it, but when he tries to go for another one, Killa stops him dead in his tracks, with an elbow to the back of his head. As Jin turns around, holding the side of his head, Killa kicks him in the stomach, and drops him to the mat, with a vicious MOB! Jin seems to be out cold, after the stunner. Killa drops down once more, going for the pin. "1���2��..thr-KICK OUT!!!" Killa, who is beyond pissed, grabs Jin, and picks him up once more. He kicks him to the stomach, causing him to bend down. He taunts, slitting his throat with his thumb, positioning Jin for the Game Ova.

The fans in the crowd all stand up to their feet and are about to riot as Killa prepares to end this match once and for all. He hooks the arms of Jin and jumps forward hitting the GAME OVA! WAIT!!! Jin flips Killa over in mid air, hooking his legs and dropping him right on his neck! He positions him there for a roll up. �1! 2! THREE-NO!!� Killa kicks out! Jin knows the time is right. He picks Killa up, and throws him into the corner. He steps all the way back into the corner opposite of Killa, raising one arm up for the crowd. He uses the ropes to boost himself over to Killa, sandwiching his body into the turnbuckle with a Stinger Splash! He swiftly locks in a front facelock and climbs the turnbuckle, with enough blood to satisfy the Red Cross, Jin lifts his head up, scanning the crowd before jumping off the turnbuckle. He twists his body landing a Tornado DDT. The DDT would�ve hit, but Killa drives Jin into the hard canvas with a 180 spinebuster from thin air! The crowd can basically feel the thud that Jin�s body produces, sounding like a car crash. Killa, dazed and confused it seems, gets to his feet and lifts Jin up by his now crimson hair. He hurls him into the turnbuckle, taking Jin right off his feet with a hard European Uppercut. Jin drops down, but Killa lifts him right back up, sending a stiff chop across his chest. He stops fooling around with him and places him up on the top turnbuckle. Killa chops away at Jin�s chest in a series of stiffness, making Jin�s chest look like raw meat. He climbs up on the second turnbuckle and gets Jin in a front facelock. The people in the crowd know what�s coming next, which is why most of them are standing up. The way Killa and Jin don�t fit on the turnbuckle doesn�t look to safe, it looks very dangerous. Killa gets to the top turnbuckle and stands Jin up with him, falling back with a HUGE SUPERPLEX!! The ring shakes and rattles from the impact, this move taking tons of energy not only from Jin, but from Kal as well. Joe stands over both men, neither one of them showing signs of getting up, so he begins the KO count. �One! Two! Three! Four! Five!� Killa and Jin finally start to move around a bit. But Killa has the upper hand in terms of who�s almost standing. �Six! Seven! Eight! Nine!� And Killa is up!

Killa takes his time walking over to Jin, trying to soak up as much energy as possible. He snatches Jin up from the back of his hair and throws him to the ropes, but Jin reverses and Irish Whips Killa right out the ring. Jin zips over the apron, looking back, checking if Killa is still groggy. He jumps up on the second rope and flips back, knocking Killa back down into the barricade with a beautiful Asai Moonsault. The crowd loves every second of this match now as both men are struggling to keep the other man down. But this is what you have to come to expect with a Killa K and Jin match up. Jin doesn�t seem to notice just yet, but the table he set up earlier is still standing. He finally see�s it and a huge grin shoots across his face. He drags Killa�s body over the table and lays him on top of it, punching him in the face with a closed fist just to make sure he doesn�t move. Jin slides back in the ring and starts to climb the turnbuckle that�s closest to Killa. Every fan in the arena stands up, because Jin is preparing to do something that could end both of their careers. But he doesn�t care, he nods his head to the crowds speculation and flips off the turnbuckle PUTTING KILLA THROUGH THE TABLE WITH A 450 SPLASH!!! The fans give them a thunderous roar and start a �Holy s**t� chant that could be heard throughout the entire arena. Referee Joe Schmoe doesn�t even know what to do at this point, after witnessing such carnage. Jin�s body is slumped over the broken Killa K, as they both lay in a pile of wood. Joe gets out of the ring and checks to see if either man is out or seriously injured. Somehow Jin is still breathing, yet he doesn�t look like he has any energy left in him. He stands up and is actually able to roll back in the ring, staying flat on his back. He sits up, showing his joy since he believes that this match is over, but his smile quickly fades away. As he looks to the outside he sees Killa getting back up and sliding back into the ring. He hops on top of Killa and hammers away at his face, keeping the Canvas Assassin on his back. Jin steps away from Killa, seeing that Killa is fighting to get back to his feet. He runs to the ropes, hoping the hit a Yakuza Kick, but Killa crushes his dreams, forcing Jin right back down with another 180 spinebuster!

Killa stands up and notices that Jin is lying perfectly in the middle. Killa runs to the ropes, jumping over Jin and coming towards the opposite ropes. He bounces off, coming back to Jin who is in the middle of the ring. He brushes his shoulder off and points up, showing respect to the fallen Eddie Guerrero, and finally drops a huge fist on top of Jin�s slashed forehead. He snaps back up, taunting Jin to get back up, looking like he�s ready to hit a finisher. Jin stands up and Killa turns him around, lifting him on top of his shoulders, the fans pushing Killa on. He spins Jin around like a CD and bombs him back to the mat with the VENDETT-NOOO!! Jin flips off of Killa�s shoulders and kicks him in the stomach, hooking both arms for a REDEMPTION!!! The fans break out a huge pop, screaming for Jin to get the pin. But Jin has wasted so much and doesn�t seem to have it in him. Both men lay on the ring, breathing heavy, or not at all. Jin knows he has to get this pin though, so he begins to crawl towards Killa�s body. He lifts his arm up and slaps it over his chest, getting the pin. Joe drops down to the ring, the fans counting with him. �1��2�..2.9�THREE-NOOO!!!!� KILLA GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!! Jin doesn�t know what to do now, as that could�ve been his only chance. He looks over to the turnbuckle and sees that it is his only option. He stumbles about before stumbling over to the corner and slowly climbs the turnbuckle. But like your worst nightmare, Killa shoots up, running over to Jin and hooking his legs while he is still climbing and ends this little quarrel with the FINAL DESTINATION! Killa completes the three powerbombs, but falls away from Jin. The fans start to scream both superstars� names. Half the crowd wants Jin to win; the other half wants Killa to walk out victorious. Killa stands up and walks over to Jin, going for the pin, but Jin rolls him up again for a pin of his own! Killa quickly kicks out, not even letting Jin get a one count. This attempt at catching Killa offguard doesn�t seem to please him too much.

He stands Jin up, but Jin slaps his arms away, thrusting his foot out at Killa�s face. Killa grabs Jin�s leg and spins him around, falling for the Dragon Whip. Instead Killa ducks and lifts Jin back up on his shoulders. Killa shows his anger, with a face that many usually don�t see from Killa. He starts to run around the ring with Jin, and comes full circle. While still running, he spins Jin�s body over in an F-5ish way, but Jin comes down in a sitted way, landing right on his head! Killa hits a finisher he likes to call, the Deception. The crowd gasps and covers their mouths with their hands because even they could tell Jin wasn�t supposed to land on his head like that. Kal looks over and is impressed with what he accomplished. He rolls Jin over on his back and drops his back over his chest, covering him for the last time. �1��2��THREE!!!� KILLA IS THE WINNER!! NOOO!!! JIN KICKS OUT!!! Killa used every once of energy in him for that move and it didn�t keep Jin down. Killa and Jin slowly get to their feet, the look of desire in both men�s eyes. They square off and give the fans exactly what they want to see, a showdown. They build the hype with an exchange of blows. Killa firing off right hands, connecting with Jin�s chin. Jin comes back with some left hands of his own. Both men stumble back to their side of the ropes and bounce off at each other. Killa goes to decapitate Jin with a clothesline straight from Hell!! BUT JIN CONNECTS WITH SOME SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!! Killa drops right to the canvas and Jin swaggers a bit before slumping over and falling on top of Killa, not purposely, but because he was standing right in front of him. Joe see�s that Jin is covering Killa, so he falls to the ring and counts the pin. �ONE�..TWO�..THREE!!!!� The bell rings and Jin finally gets the pin. The fans give off a pop that not even the likes of The Heat have heard before. Joe helps Jin to his feet and raises his arm.

�The winner of this match, JIN ARISHIMA!!� Jin�s face is soaked with blood, but he is on cloud nine right now. He looks across the ring and sees Killa standing, and not too happy. He walks over to Jin, but instead of hitting him, he shows why they are almost like brothers, and embraces him with a handshake. Killa raises Jin�s arm way up in the air, and every fan stands up because of it. The match ends with a huge ovation for both men. The camera man catches a shot of both men standing in the middle of the ring as the screen fades to black for a commercial break. But the fans at home and Kal in Jin are left with this one chant�

�THANK YOU JIN! THANK YOU KILL-A KAL! THANK YOU JIN! THANK YOU KILL-A KAL!!�

"The following contest is a 2/3 Falls Match with a ninety minute time limit! Your referee is Joe Schmoe!"

The crowd lets out a cheer at that announcement, a lot of anticipation having built up for this match over the last month, especially through the last few matches of this final BTWF Pay-Per-View. Victor Cross walks over to stand in a corner of the ring as the crowd turns their attention towards the entrance ramp, ready for the first wrestler to emerge from the curtains.

The lights in the arena dim down to the point of almost pitch blackness, the only illumination coming from lights spread around the bottom of the arena, some stretching up through the first several rows of seats as well. Over the sound system, an acoustic-like solo plays. Soon, a melodic male voice, mid-range in tone, begins to sing in a soft tone.

Pure ambition burns in me...
It's a beast never to be tamed...
And the only peace I can find...
Is when I'm here with you...
You are the ones which keep me high...
You are the ones for which I'll die...

On the BarTron, clips from Dar's overall career in the BTWF are shown in a glow filter, ranging from the first Spear he ever hit to Royce G., all the way to recent battles against Voorhees and his group. A few light cymbol hits can be heard in the background, along with the guitar.

Forever we will be...
Standing tall, side by side...
We're the children of the night

Suddenly, a hard guitar riff fills the speakers, Matt Barlow's vocals taking on a more epic quality as "Blessed Are You" by Iced Earth continues to pulse through the speakers. At this same moment, Dar throws open the curtains at the top of the ramp, standing there and looking out over the arena as a huge cheer goes up, closing his eyes for a few moments and letting it all sink in one last time, a spotlight shining down on him.

Blessed are you
Blessed am I
Children of the night
Children of the night...

Finally, Dar begins to make his way down the ramp, going slow, making sure to high five every fan that has their hand out, stopping for a quick word and an occasional hug to some of the veteran fans of the BTWF who Dar has seen and talked with at many shows.

Blessed are you
Blessed am I
Children of the night
Children of the night...

The guitar backing of the song reverts to acoustic as Dar reaches the bottom of the ramp, the main lights in the arena coming back on now in the same light blue glow, taking a walk around the edge of the ring, high fiving more fans, including the BBFC, who seem to have set aside their preferences tonight in favor of appreciation. Reaching a corner of the ring barriers opposite the entrance ramp, Dar steps up onto a chair there, setting one foot on top of the barrier as the fans clamor forward to stand around him, Dar looking down at them before throwing up his arms in an X, a huge portion of the crowd doing the same before he hops down.

So this song is for all of you...
By my side, through and through...
We'll roam the world true and free...
Feeding you the inner beast...
You are the ones that keep me high...
You are the ones for which I'll die...

Continuing his trip along the barriers, Dar even stops at one point to give a quick autograph and a hug to a female fan, receiving a kiss on the cheek in return, grinning widely as he continues on his way, most of the crowd unable to help but keep back a chuckle at that despite the slightly sorrowful undertones of this final event. Dar once again hops up on a chair in the opposite corner, throwing his arms up once again in the X, then continuing on his way around the barriers.

Forever we will be...
Standing tall, side by side...
We are the children of the night

Finally, Dar has gone around the entire ringside barrier, and almost seems like he wants to jump into the crowd and get at the fans that aren't in the first few roads, but decides he shouldn't take up any more time, walking over to hop up onto the apron and striding across it, standing at the middle of the ropes for a moment before slipping through them, the heavy guitars returning once again in the song for the chorus.

Blessed are you
Blessed am I
Children of the night
Children of the night...

Blessed are you
Blessed am I
Children of the night
Children of the night...

The song moves into a powerful guitar solo now as Dar makes a trip to each of the four corners of the ring, pulling himself up onto the middle ropes and holding his arms high up in the air in the X taunt, the crowd responding in kind each time he does this. As he finishes up on the fourth corner, the solo ends and the chorus repeats once more.

Blessed are you
Blessed am I
Children of the night
Children of the night

Blessed are you
Blessed am I
Children of the night
Children of the night...

Dar heads over to the ropes opposite the entrance ramp, climbing up onto them and keeping one foot on the bottom, the other on the middle rope, holding onto the top rope with one hand for balance while holding his other hand high in the air in a fist, his expression one of determined solemnity. In the song, Matt Barlow finishes things off with a high, falsetto power metal scream.

THE STORM WE RIDE
SIDE BY SIIIIIIIIDE...

YOU KEEP ME HIGH
FOR YOU I'LL DIIIIIIIIE...

THROUGH THE STOOOOORRRM...WEEEEE...RIIIIIIDE!!!

As the last word rings out, the guitars go into a final, quick solo, and Dar hops down off the ropes, walking to his corner and removing his jacket, the lights going back to their normal white glow as the last chord fades out. Dar leans back into hsi corner after handing his jacket to an official, rolling his neck slowly from side to side and tilting it back and forth, his arms stretched out across the top ropes as he waits for his opponent and longtime rival.

GONG

The lights in the arena go down and a cold sensation wafts through the crowd.

GONG

Tear my heart open
I sew myself shut

GONG

My weakness is
That I care too much

Shadow enters the arena, surrounded by druids holding torches. As Shadow stops at the top of the entrance ramp, the druids line the ramp, and Shadow slowly walks down. His modified theme music continues, and Shadow looks to the sky. His red eyes shine through his black cloak, and fear fills the hearts of all those around him. He walks to the ring, looking directly at Darson. As he continues to stare, he climbs into the ring, walking right up to Darson. Not a word is spoken as they continue to stare each other down, Shadow beginning to remove his cloak. His music fades, the druids circle the ring and the lights come up as Shadow throws his cloak outside, backing off of Darson, who continues to stare him down from his corner.

Victor Cross moves out of the corner he's been standing in this whole time to begin his introductions. "Introducing first, in the corner to my left...Weighing in at two hundred fifty-three pounds, he is the Original Legend of Shadows...SHADOW STARR!!!" This introduction is met with a hail of boos and jeers from the crowd, but Shadow doesn't seem to care, just staying in his corner.

Cross then turns his attention to Shadow's opponent. "And his opponent, in the corner to my right...From Honolulu, Hawaii, weighing in at two hundred seventy-five pounds, he is the Archetype of eXcellence...the X Factor...DARSON GRAYS!!!� Dar glances around the arena for a few moments as the crowd lets out a huge cheer, acknowledging the fans, but not going into a taunt like he would normally do. Once this is finished, Cross exits the ring, Joe walking over to both men and quickly patting them down to check for foreign objects. After finding none, he steps back and calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!!!

Neither Dar nor Shadow move from their corners as the bell rings, both men resting back against the turnbuckles, watching their opponent from across the ring. Despite the initial lack of action, the crowd is still fired up, various cheers still being heard from the fans, a "DAR! DAR! DAR!" chant still going on towards the back of the arena. Finally, after several moments like this, the two men move out of their corners, beginning to circle around the ring slowly, watching their opponent intently, looking for any kind of opening. After almost a full circle around the ring and finding no opening of any sort, the two decide to come together in the middle of the ring with a grapple. After only a second or two like this, Shadow grabs Dar's right arm, taking him over with a sudden Ipponzei, but not letting go, instead dropping right down to the mat and locking in a Cross Armbreaker, going right after Dar's arm, a tactic Voorhees had used in Dar's last title match, though Shadow's mentor hadn't started until Dar had hit the rail with a flying elbow, instead of going after it right from the beginning. Dar quickly reaches over and manages to get his hands clasped together to alleviate the pain, though Shadow continually wrenches the arm, trying to get the hold back in. Dar gets over to the ropes before he's able to do so, however, setting a foot on the bottom one and forcing Shadow to break the hold. Once he does so, Dar rolls to the outside, holding his arm for a few moments as he takes a short walk along the edge of the ring, his brow furrowed, looking troubled. The crowd doesn't seem to know how to react to this, Shadow just crouching down inside the ring and watching Dar. After a few more seconds, Dar lets go of his arm and rolls back into the ring.

The two men circle for just a moment or two before locking up once again, Shadow this time pulling Dar into a Side Headlock. Dar takes a few moments to turn his head a little to try and stop some of the effects from the hold, then pushes Shadow up against the ropes, attempting to send him across the ring, but Shadow plants his feet and locks in the hold tighter in the center of the ring, forcing Dar down to his knees in the process. Shadow continues to wrench Dar's head up with the move, working his neck as well as inhibiting the flow of blood to his brain. After a few moments, though, Dar gets back up to his feet, suddenly reaching down and lifting Shadow up horizontally, as if about to go for a Backbreaker, but Shadow quickly wrenches his body forward, throwing Dar off balance and causing him to flip over down onto the mat on his back, Shadow laying perpendicular to him, the headlock still held. Dar looks a little frustrated, knowing that he's not anywhere near the ropes to break the hold easily, but finally manages to swing his legs around, the momentum giving him the ability to roll over to one knee, but Shadow follows him with the motion, keeping the headlock held in. Dar stands up after another moment, suddenly connecting with two swift punches to Shadow's stomach and lower back, then pushes him up agaisnt the ropes, trying again to send him across the ring, but Shadow once again plants himself and stops Dar in the middle of the ring with the headlock, taking him over to the mat after a second, locking the hold in tighter there. Shadow also traps one of Dar's arms with his legs, taking away one of his chances to get a rope break, Dar now pushing up against Shadow's head with his forearm in frustration, though the continued headlock has started to weaken him simply from the lack of blood getting to his brain. Dar tries to knee Shadow in the back of the head, but can only get his leg up to hit Shadow in the shoulder, not enough pain to break the hold. Finally, Dar begins kicking his legs out, trying to get himself over to the ropes, managing to do so after another fifteen seconds or so in the hold, finally forcing Shadow to break it.

Shadow quickly grabs Dar after he moves away from the ropes, though, pulling him up to his feet in a Front Facelock. Dar has a bit more leverage in this hold, however, and pushes Shadow back against the ropes, forcing another break. Dar slowly pulls up away from Shadow, looking like he's going to give a clean break, but suddenly comes in with an elbow, only to have Shadow block it with his forearm and hit a quick right hand before pulling Dar into another Side Headlock. Dar pushes Shadow up against the ropes, trying to get out of the move by sending Shadow across the ring before he can lock it in tightly. Shadow does release the move, but doesn't go across the ring, instead stopping himself and turning around to connect with several more quick punches to Dar before taking him over in another headlock. Dar doesn't give Shadow any time to get the hold locked in correctly, however, instead rolling him over in a cradle. "1...2" Shadow kicks out, but rolls over to a seated position with the headlock still held in, putting Dar in a bad spot. Both men get back up to their feet after a moment, and Dar pushes Shadow quickly against the ropes, finally succeeding in sending him across the ring, but Shadow knocks Dar down with a Shoulderblock on the return, picking him up to take him over in another headlock on the mat. Dar quickly reverses it into a Head Scissors, and Shadow kicks out of the hold, both men rolling up to their feet only to have Dar catch Shadow in the jaw with an elbow. With Shadow stunned for a brief moment, Dar runs back to the ropes, but Shadow regains his senses in time to knock Dar down with a jumping Shoulderblock, not having enough time to run, both men rolling up to their feet again, Shadow grabbing Dar by the arm as he runs forward, taking him over in another Arm Drag and looking to go for a second Cross Armbreaker, but Dar stops that by taking Shadow in a Head Scissors, Shadow kicking out of the move once again, both men rolling back up to their feet, then backing off, deciding to end the stalemate they seem to have come to, the crowd suddenly letting out a cheer for the show of agile athleticism between the two heavyweights.

After a few moments of rest to regain their composure, both men begin to circle each other once again, suddenly locking up in another grapple. This time, Dar grabs Shadow's arm and twists it around into an Armbar, holding the move for a moment before twisting the arm up behind Shadow's back in a Hammerlock. Shadow furrows his brow at the slight pain from the hold, as Dar seems to be using it as more of an annoyance tactic than to work Shadow's arm, but then twists around and pulls Dar's arm up into a Hammerlock of his own, reversing the hold. The two begin to trade Hammerlocks, always staying back far enough from their opponent to avoid getting elbowed in the temple. Finally, Shadow reverses one of Dar's Hammerlocks into an Overhead Wristlock, holding him in place and slowly trying to force Dar down to the mat by bending him over backwards. Dar gets all the way down to the point where the back of his head is touching the mat, but keeps his back arched to keep his shoulders from touching, and suddenly lifts himself back up, twisting Shadow around into another Hammerlock. Shadow reverses this into a Hammerlock of his own, but Dar suddenly sweeps Shadow's leg out from under him, dropping down with Shadow to the mat and grabbing him in a Front Facelock, only for Shadow to roll out of the hold and lock in a Hammerlock with Dar on the mat, obviously using the holds a lot more effectively than Dar, as it seems Shadow has decided that Dar's arm will be his target for this match. Shadow occasionally brings his knee up to drive it forward into Dar's shoulder, but Dar shakes his head each time Joe asks him if he wants to tap. After another few moments, Dar pushes himself up to his feet, Shadow forced to turn the Hammerlock into a basic Armbar, though locking his hands and trying to keep Dar from twisting out of it. Suddenly, Dar manages to pull knock Shadow's arm away, freeing up the hold enough for him to suddenly flip forward and untwist his arm, turning and nailing Shadow in the jaw with an elbow, then ducking Shadow's retaliatory punch, going for a Spin Kick, only to have Shadow duck that, and grab him from behind, looking for a German Suplex. Dar blocks the attempt, however, instead doing a quick standing switch before knocking Shadow's legs out from under him with a kick to the back of the knee, dropping down to press his knee in against Shadow's back, grabbing his arms and pulling back on them to lock in a Surfboard.

Shadow is a bit too far away from the ropes to go after them immediately, and instead tries to pit his own strength against Dar's, cringing with effort as he pulls his arms forward, trying to break the hold. Dar's face shows his own exertion as he fights to keep them stretched back, obviously doing this hold effectively, unlike the Hammerlocks earlier. After a few more moments, Shadow allows his arms to be pulled back, this time getting slowly up to his feet, though it's difficult with Dar's knee pushing into his back. Finally, though, Shadow does it, though Dar still has his arms trapped behind him. After a moment, Shadow starts to turn his body over, trying to twist out of the hold and put Dar in a reversal, but Dar does everything he can to try and stop it, twisting back the other way to try and keep Shadow's arms trapped. Finally, Shadow manages to do it, pulling Dar's arms back behind him in a reversal of the hold he was just in. Dar cringes as his arms get twisted up in the hold, though most of the pain is coming off his right arm, the one Shadow had worked over with the Cross Ambreaker and Hammerlocks earlier. The Samoan attempts to twist out of the hold just as Shadow had done before, but Shadow pulls him back each time, refusing to give an inch. Finally, Dar manages to reverse it, but makes a mistake in relaxing for a moment once he gets into that position, and Shadow takes advantage, twisting out of the hold again to end up behind Dar, reaching forward to pick him up for a Back Suplex, but Dar floats over to land on his feet, catching Shadow with an elbow as he turns around, causing Shadow to turn away and clutch his jaw. Dar quickly picks his leg out from under him from behind, running forward and stepping on Shadow's back in the process to keep him down, coming back off the ropes with a Mutoh Elbow to Shadow's back! Shadow rolls over onto his back, clenching his fists and wincing from the pain, but Dar doesn't give him any resting time, picking him up and whipping him into the ropes, catching him with a Dropkick as he comes back, his top foot connecting square with Shadow's jaw, then quickly climbs over him and hooks the leg for a pin. "1...2" Shadow kicks out.

Dar doesn't seem too surprised at this, instead lifting Shadow up to a seated position and locking in a Sleeper Hold, seeming to want to wear Shadow down a bit more this time. Shadow seems to be having some trouble getting out of the hold at first, possibly still jarred from getting Dropkicked in the jaw, but soon manages to lift himself up to his feet and push Dar back into the corner, forcing a break. Shadow doesn't make it a clean one, though, coming in with a few quick punches before whipping Dar across the ring to the opposite corner, dashing along behind him. Dar lifts his leg up and stops himself by placing his foot on the middle turnbuckle, however, quickly turning around and nailing Shadow with another elbow to the jaw as he comes in, knocking him down to the mat. Dar then lifts Shadow up to his feet, catching him with a quick knee to the gut to double him over before grabbing him around the waist and flipping him over for a Gutwrench Suplex, following it with a pin. "1...2" Shadow kicks out. Dar lifts Shadow up to his feet after that, but Shadow suddenly knocks his arms away, instead coming in with some hard punches, only to have Dar respond with an elbow to his jaw before bending him over and repeatedly bashing the point of his elbow down into Shadow's back, then whipping him into the ropes to catch him with a Back Elbow to the chest. Shadow doesn't go down, though, and Dar runs back to the ropes, only to be met with a Mule Kick to the gut. Shadow quickly turns and catches him with a punch, but Dar responds with an elbow, the two now getting into a striking contest, trading punches and elbows as the crowd starts to get riled up. Dar strings a few elbows together after a moment and goes to whip Shadow across the ring, only to be reversed and get caught with a chop on his way back, Shadow's hand making a cracking sound as it hits Dar's skin. Dar cringes a little, but then responds with a few elbows, only to have Shadow shake it off and grab his head, coming in with a few straight right hands. Before Joe can break that up, Dar comes back with more elbows, alternating between hitting Shadow in the chest and jaw with them. After Dar's flurry finishes, Shadow suddenly swings around for a Discus Lariat, but Dar stays up, though he's obviously staggered from that move. Shadow swings around for another Mule Kick, then spins around once more for a second Discus Lariat, and this one knocks Dar down to the mat, the crowd booing that, though appreciative of the endurance both men are showing against the hard strikes.

Shadow can't help but go down to one knee as well, rubbing his jaw and shaking his head as he tries to get rid of the pain, Dar still trying to shake things off enough to get up from the mat. After a few moments, Shadow stands up again, walking over to pick Dar up to his feet and whipping him into the ropes, but using the momentum to follow after him, catching him with a knee to the gut right as he bounces off the ropes, knocking the wind out of the Samoan. Shadow does it again on the other side of the ring, once again driving his knee into Dar's gut. Shadow then reaches down and lifts Dar up on his shoulders in a Fireman's Carry, holding him there for several moments to taunt the crowd, then lifts him up and drops him down on his knee in a Gutbuster, the crowd booing the move as Shadow rolls Dar onto his back for a pin. "1...2" Dar kicks out. Shadow stands up and, in a fit of annoyance, hits a quick stomp to Dar's chest before walking over to grab his legs, lifting them up and slowly starting to roll Dar over, the Samoan doing everything he can to try and resist the movement, twisting his body in the opposite direction and trying to claw his way over to the ropes, but Shadow wins out this time, rolling Dar over onto his stomach and sitting back to lock in a Boston Crab. Dar cringes as Shadow locks in the submission, but shakes his head as Joe asks him whether or not he wants to tap, slowly pulling himself forward near the corner. Shadow attempts to stand up and pull Dar way from the ropes, but Dar suddenly whips his arm into the back of Shadow's leg, not knocking him down, but stunning him long enough to pull himself forward and grab the bottom rope, Joe then forcing Shadow to break the hold. Shadow lifts Dar right back up once he gets off the ropes, though, pushing him back in the corner and suddenly firing off some hard punches into Dar's ribs, Joe making him back off after a moment, though Shadow has managed to get a few good ones in, and Dar coughs and winces before slumping down to a crouched position. Shadow comes right back, though, grabbing the ropes and driving his knee forward into Dar's stomach and chest, doing that a few times before pulling Dar out of the corner in a Front Facelock and turning towards the center of the ring, lifting him up in the air for a Vertical Suplex, but instead dropping forward to slam Dar on his face and stomach with a Gordbuster. Shadow then rolls Dar onto his back and hooks the leg for a pin. "1...2" Dar kicks out.

Shadow lifts Dar up to his feet, looking a little annoyed with Dar's insistance of kicking out so early in the pins still, knocking him back against the ropes with a few chops before whipping him across the ring and catching him with a Kitchen Sink on the way back, Dar flipping over Shadow's knee to land on his back, cringing. Shadow lifts Dar up once more, throwing him into the ropes again, but as Shadow goes for another Kitchen Sink, Dar suddenly dives over his leg, rolling up to his feet and spinning around to catch Shadow with an elbow as he turns around. Shadow stumbles back into the ropes, and Dar quickly whips him across the ring, bouncing off the ropes and intercepting him at the center of the ring with a Flying Lariat! Shadow goes down hard, cringing from the move as Dar lands in a roll to stop on all fours, getting up to his feet and walking over to Shadow, suddenly jumping up and coming down hard with a Senton! Shadow makes a "hoof!" sound, rolling over to his side and clutching his stomach, obviously having had the wind knocked out of him by the 275 pound Samoan coming down on his chest back-first. Shadow slowly rolls over towards the bottom ropes, and Dar suddenly comes off the opposite set, hitting a Baseball Slide to Shadow, knocking him to the outside. Shadow slowly gets up, and Dar quickly runs across the ring, but at the last second, grabs the top rope and flips over it to land on the apron, as Shadow had gotten to his feet, and looked about ready to dodge Dar's dive. Dar quickly hits a boot to Shadow's face, knocking him back a bit, then jumps off for a diving body press, but Shadow catches him in mid-air with a Powerslam on the floor! The crowd boos and jeers that one heavily, Dar laying on the ground and looking dazed while Shadow lays nearby, breathing heavily. After several moments, Shadow gets up to his feet, walking over to pick Dar up as well, the former champion still looking pretty out of it. Shadow doesn't help this any, as he soon grabs Dar by the arm and whips him back-first right into the guard rail. Dar cringes as he slouches back against the metal, but Shadow doesn't give him any time to rest, instead pulling him over and up onto the apron, suddenly pulling him into a Standing Head Scissors and attempting to lift him up for a Powerbomb off the apron! Dar refuses to let himself get lifted up, though, dropping his weight down and trying to shift back out of the hold. Finally, he pulls himself up, coming in with a quick elbow, but as he goes for a second one, Shadow grabs his arm, turning around and pulling it over his shoulder for two quick Armbreakers, then suddenly jumps off the apron for a DIVING ARMBREAKER OVER THE RAIL!!!

The crowd boos and jeers heavily as Dar and Shadow land next to each other by the rail, Shadow slamming Dar's arm down across the top of the rail in the process, both men falling back from the impact as Dar cries out in pain, clutching his arm and rolling over onto his side. Joe finally forces Shadow to get back in the ring once he gets back up, wanting this match back in the ring now. Dar continues to lay on the ground, clutching his arm and breathing heavily, the crowd soon starting a "DAR! DAR! DAR!" chant along with a slow clap, trying to will him back into this match. Shadow gets tired of waiting, however, and rolls back out of the ring, pushing Joe away and lifting Dar up to his feet by his arm, then pulls him over to the rail, twisting Dar's arm through a slot in it and locking in a Hammerlock on the rail! Dar cries out as he's put in the arm-targeting submission hold, made more painful by his arm getting twisted around the cold metal. Shadow holds this for a few seconds, then steps back, Dar trying to untwist his arm from the rail, but doesn't get it out in time to dodge the Big Boot to his shoulder! Dar falls over onto his back on the ground, still cringing and clutching his arm, which obviously is severely weakened by this point. Shadow grabs Dar's arm while he's on the ground, stomping down on it and ignoring Joe's insistance that they move back into the ring, now picking Dar up and pulling him over to the apron, lifting him up onto it and climbing into the ring before grabbing Dar's arm and twisting it into an Armbar, pulling him over to the corner with the submission and climbing out through the ropes so that they both stand on the apron on the opposite sides of a turnbuckle. Shadow turns around and pulls Dar's arm down on his shoulder thrice with Armbreakers, then flips off the crowd before jumping off the apron and hitting an Armbreaker over the turnbuckle! Dar falls off the apron, crying out in agony and holding his arm, rolling about and writhing on the floor as his arm just takes more and more abuse from Shadow. Shadow climbs back up into the ring, taunting the crowd, but soon decides he wants to continue attacking Dar, and grabs the Samoan as he starts to stand up on the outside, pulling him back up into the ring and catching him with a few quick punches before twisting his arm up in a Belly-to-Belly Hammerlock, then drops back for a Hammerlock Divorce Court! Dar cries out as his shoulder gets wrenched up and slammed into the mat from the move, but Shadow just lifts him up and twists his arm around to hit a second one!

Dar seems to be almost delirious from the pain in his arm by this point, rolling over onto his back and shaking his head from side to side, leaving his arm limply at his side. Shadow goes in for the kill this time, dropping down and placing his leg in Dar's elbow joint, wrapping the arm around his leg and pressing down on it with the other leg, locking in a SHORT ARM SCISSORS! This seems to wake Dar up, as he cries out in pain, flailing around and looking wildly around for the ropes, but none of them are very near. Finally, though, Dar rolls over onto his side, Shadow still keeping the hold locked in. It seems to hurt Dar more to even try to move in this hold, but he slowly manages to roll himself all the way over so that he and Shadow are on their stomachs. Shadow still has the move locked in as well as he can in this position, but it doesn't matter, as now Dar is close enough to the ropes to get his foot on them, Joe forcing Shadow to break the hold, though Shadow hangs on for another four seconds, finally letting go of the hold in frustration. Shadow slowly lifts Dar up to his feet, Dar still holding onto his arm for dear life, then pulls it over his shoulder for two more Armbreakers, slamming the joint directly down onto his shoulder. Shadow turns around for another move, but Dar suddenly catches him with a boot to the gut, making Shadow let go of his arm, then catches him with an elbow. Shadow is stunned from the sudden attack, but Dar can't follow up, having hurt his own arm in the process of delivering the strike, stumbling back and clutching his arm again. Shadow suddenly grabs Dar from behind in a Reverse Waistlock, looking to pull him back for a German Suplex, but Dar plants his feet, not letting himself get taken up for the hold, turning and elbowing Shadow with his good arm, though the elbows are weaker from Dar's left arm. Still, they're enough to make Shadow break the hold, but as Dar spins around for a Lariat, Shadow grabs his arm, flipping him over in an Ipponzei and locking in a CRUCIFIX ARMBAR!!! Dar screams as Shadow locks in the devastating hold, frantically kicking his legs up and trying to pull his way over towards the ropes, but Shadow just wrenches harder on his arm, and Dar's kicking of his legs soon stops carrying him very far. Dar tries everything he can to get to the ropes, but Shadow expertly applied the hold in the center, leaving him with nowhere to go. Dar looks around, trying to figure out a way of getting out of the hold, but the pain shooting through him prevents him from thinking clearly, and finally, in sheer desperation to get the pain to end, DAR TAPS!!!

Shadow breaks the hold, the crowd letting out a large amount of boos and jeers for that, though Shadow looks ecstatic. "The winner of the first fall, via submission, SHADOW STARR!" Shadow breaks the hold, leaving Dar lying in the middle of the ring, almost seeming to have passed out with the pain, as he isn't moving, just laying there and staring up at the ceiling. Finally, Shadow lifts Dar up to his feet, coming in with a punch to the side of the head, but Dar retaliates with a boot to the gut, seemingly having come out of his stupor, now throwing kicks directly into Shadow's chest, nailing him with his shin, cracks heard as Dar connects with the moves. Shadow seems a bit dazed by them, but doesn't go down, and Dar hits a Spin Kick, and another, but Shadow still stays up, glaring at Dar as if to challenge him. Dar accepts the challenge, seemingly, and runs to the ropes before coming back with a Yakuza Kick, which does knock Shadow down. As Shadow gets up, Dar goes for another Spin Kick, but Shadow blocks it and grabs Dar around the waist, dropping him on his head with a German Suplex! Dar rolls up to his feet from the move, though, dashing forward, only to be caught with an Arm Drag from Shadow. Dar rolls back up to his feet, but Shadow blocks the elbow, pulling Dar into a Full Nelson and connecting with a Dragon Suplex! Dar once again lands right on his head from the move, and doesn't get up this time, the crowd fearing for his safety as Shadow rolls Dar onto his back, grabbing his arm and scissoring it with his legs before wrenching it back in an ASHIGATAME! Dar cries out once again, barely able to move in this hold, flailing his arms and legs out towards the ropes and trying to get himself over towards them. Finally, Dar manages to shift himself back far enough to get a foot on the ropes, Shadow now having to break the hold. As he stands up, the crowd notices blood trickling down from his nose and over his chest, apparently having been bloodied from the Yakuza Kick Dar had given him to the face earlier. Shadow grabs Dar's arm and stomps down on it a few times before lifting Dar slowly up to his feet, pounding his elbow down right into Dar's shoulder, then twists him around and pulls him down into a FUJIWARA ARMB-NO! Dar rolls forward out of the hold, turning around and catching Shadow with a boot to the gut before connecting with a DDT to a big pop from the crowd.

Dar slowly gets up to his feet, still clutching his arm, but quickly going for a Spin Kick on Shadow as he gets up, only to have Shadow catch his leg. Dar shrugs, then swings his body up and connects with an ENZUIGIRI! The crowd lets out another big cheer for seeing a guy as big as Dar hit a smooth-looking Enzuigiri like that, Shadow dropping down to the mat in slumping fashion and rolling out of the ring. Dar takes this time to stay on the mat and recuperate, holding his arm and taking several deep breaths while Joe checks on Shadow on the outside. Finally, both men get up, Dar walking over to the edge of the ring as Shadow pulls himself up on the apron. Shadow suddenly strikes with a series of punches to Dar's arm before he can attack, however, then pulls Dar into a Front Facelock, reaching over the ropes to grab his tights, looking to Suplex him to the outside! Dar blocks it, though, reaching over the ropes and trying to lift up Shadow in his own Suplex into the ring, but Shadow blocks that one as well. The two continually attempt to Suplex each other, but Shadow finally wins out, hitting a VERTICAL SUPLEX TO THE FLO-NO! DAR LANDS ON HIS FEET! Dar quickly spins around and nails Shadow in the back of his knee with an elbow, ignoring the pain in it long enough to grab Shadow as his knee buckles and he falls backwards, tucking his head under Shadow's arm and pulling him back into a BACK DROP DRIVAH OFF THE APRON TO THE FLOOR!!! The crowd goes NUTS as Shadow's head and neck get driven down into the floor outside the ring with the move, both men staying on the ground after that. Dar gets up after several moments, though, still holding his arm as he rolls into the ring, taking a moment to run his hands back through his hair and get the sweat out of his eyes. Shadow is slow to get to his feet on the outside, shakily getting up and leaning back against the guard rail for support, clutching the back of his neck as he looks dazedly around the arena for a moment. As he steps forward, however, Dar suddenly bounces off the ropes, the crowd immediately getting up to their feet as he dives through the ropes with an ELBOW SUICIDAAAA!!! Dar nails Shadow right in the face with his elbow, sending him back into the guard rail as Dar lands on the floor, both men once again laying motionless for as the crowd continues to cheer for the dive from Dar. After several more seconds, Dar gets up and rolls back into the ring while Shadow seems to be knocked out on the outside, sitting back against the guard rail with a dazed look in his eyes, slumped over to the side a little.

Shadow finally seems to regain consciousness, looking around for a few moments, then remembering where he is about the same time Dar exits the ring and lifts him up, rolling him back into the ring. Dar then walks over to the nearest corner, climbing up onto the top turnbuckle from the outside and waiting for Shadow to get up...Then jumps off for a Diving Lariat! Shadow goes down hard from the move, and Dar stays on the mat for a few moments to hold his arm, but without the repeated attacks from Shadow, it seems to be recovering at least a little bit. Dar insisting to continue using his right arm for his strikes probably isn't helping, though. Standing up, Dar walks over to the opposite turnbuckle, climbing up onto it and looking down at Shadow for a few moments, then raises his arms up in an X before diving off the turnbuckle into a SENTON BOMB!!! The crowd pops HUGE for aerial maneuver from Dar, who manages to hit most of his back right on Shadow's torso. Dar quickly leans back over Shadow and hooks his leg for a pin. "1...2...TH-" Shadow kicks out. Dar slowly gets back up to his feet, rolling his neck before reaching down to pull Shadow up as well, then pulls him into a Standing Head Scissors, attempting to lift him up for a Powerbomb. Shadow blocks the move, however, planting his feet and lowering his base to avoid getting lifted up, though Dar tries repeatedly to get him up for the move. Finally, Shadow manages to grab Dar's legs and straighten up, sending Dar over in a Back Body Drop. Dar quickly gets up to his feet, catching Shadow with a boot to the gut before once again trying to lift him up for a Powerbomb, but Shadow blocks it again. Suddenly, Dar lets go of Shadow's waist, instead grabbing his head and delivering a series of vicious KNEEEEEEE STRIIIIIIIIKES!!! Dar then pulls Shadow back into the Standing Head Scissors, this time able to lift him up and drive him down into the mat with a Powerbomb! Dar cringes from the strain this puts on his arm, but slowly lifts Shadow up again, driving him down into the mat with a second Powerbomb! This time, Dar clutches his arm, cringing, but after a few moments, grabs Shadow and slowly lifts him up one last time, dropping down to the mat with a Sit-Out Powerbomb! Dar pushes forward on Shadow's legs for a pin, though his arm is obviously giving him a lot of grief right now. "1...2...TH-" Shadow kicks out, Dar just not having the strength in his arms to pin him well enough. Dar slowly gets back up to his feet, though, pulling Shadow up into a Standing Head Scissors once again and hitting a few knees into his chest before hooking both Shadow's arms, the crowd getting up on their feet quickly as Dar takes a few deep breaths, then swings Shadow up and down into the mat with a FOLDOVER TIGERBOMB!!! However, instead of keeping the Foldover pin, Dar flips forward into a Jacknife Pin, now using his legs for the bridge. "1...2...THREE!!!"

Final Chapter came back from commercial to show all four contestants for the double elimination match already in the ring, each glancing at the other wrestlers, obviously tense about the stipulation, what was on the line, among other things. Victor Cross stood in the middle of the ring, glancing around as the arena slowly quieted down in anticipation for the match. Once the crowd was quiet enough, he finally raised the microphone up to his lips.

Victor Cross: Welcome back to BTWF's Final Chapter PayPerView. The following match is a double elimination match, meaning that two contestants will start the match, the other two sitting down at ring side. Once one of the contestants is eliminated, he goes to ring side and one of the people already there replaces them. This goes on until a wrestler has two eliminations, at which point he is out of the match. This goes on until there's only two people left. First, weighing in at a destructive 275 pounds, hailing from Cincinatti, Ohio....TAI 'NITRO' TOLIUM!

Tolium stepped out of his corner and raised a hand up into the air, the fans replying to this with a bit of a cheer, although some people weren't too enthusiastic. Tolium stepped back into his corner and squatted down again, leaning back against the turnbuckles as he glanced around at the light heavyweights involved in this match, obviously wondering how someone as heavy as him had gotten stuck into this match. Victor Cross waited until the arena had quieted back down enough for him to speak again, raising his microphone back up to his lips as soon as it was.

Victor Cross: Next, hailing from Guaynabo, Puerto Rico, weighing in at 227 pounds..."The Phenomenal" Red Comet!!

Red stepped out of his corner and rasied his hands into the air, hooking his thumbs and turning his hands around into the shape of a phoenix, the fans coming to life from Red's introduction. The light heavyweight dropped down to one knee, keepig his hands hooked into the formation and holding it above his head for a few seconds, finally moving up from that knee and movnig back into his corner as he lowered his hands. Red briefly glanced over at Hell's Guardian, glaring as he did so before returning his attention back to the center of the ring. Victor Cross again waited until the arena had quieted back down enough for him to speak, twirling the microphone through his fingers in an idle manner before finally raising it up to his lips.

Victor Cross: Next, weighing in at 209 pounds...'The Frog' Sparco Gilath!

Sparco walked out of his corner and dropped down to one knee, punching the mat once before raising his arms up to his chest and crossing them into the form of an X on his chest. The fans again cheered like crazy for him, obviously appreciating the things he had done in GWA and hoping he would continue to do things like that in this match, and in the future. Sparco kept his pose held for about ten seconds, finally standing up after a motion from Victor Cross, Sparco nodding and slowly standing back up to move back into his corner, leaning back and draping his arms across the top rope. Sparco's eyes wandered across the ring to Tolium, who hadn't moved up from his squatted position since his introduction, the big man's eyes seeming to have a far-off look in them. Sparco shrugged it off and looked back to the center of the ring as Victor Cross began speaking again.

Victor Cross: And last, but most definitely not least! Hailing from Cape Coral, Florida, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is the undefeated and undisputed BTWF ******** Safety Champion...HELL'S GUARDIAN!

Hell walked out of his corner and extended his arms out to his side, grinning in an obvious cocky manner as boo's rained down from the upper regions of the arena, those boo's echoing through the building. Hell shook his head at the fans and flipped them the bird, obviously showing how much he cared about what they thought. Hell turned to Sparco and started talking trash to him, Sparco just staying where he was at and looking Hell, obviously not wanting to to get involved in it. Next, Hell turned and started talking trash to Red, who had to be held back by the referee to be kept from attacking Hell for the insults. Just as Hell turned to talk trash to Tolium, his eyes went wide as he saw the incoming big man, who simply knocked Hell over the top rope with a clothesline. Red, obviously not wanting to get put out of the ring the same way, quickly slid out and walked to one of the chairs at ring side, sitting down and leaning back a bit to watch the match. Hell, on the other hand, glared up at Tolium and went to where the officials at ring side told him to, but he didn't sit down in the seat offered to him. Tolium and Sparco met in the center of the ring, briefly looking at each other before exchanging a hand shake, backing up into oppisite corners after doing so.

DING DING DING!

The two wrestlers in the ring slowly cirlced out of the corners, circling around each other slowly until they met in the center of the ring, at which point point they reached up and got into the classic collar-elbow tie-up. Sparco, obviously being outpowered by Tolium, got backed into a corner by Tolium, the referee moving in and telling Tolium to break the hold as he started a five count. Tolium did as he was instructed, raising his hands above his head as he backed out of the corner to let Sparco have some breathing room. Sparco watched Tolium as he moved out of the corner after him, hesitating a moment before reaching up and getting back into the collar-elbow tie-up, struggling back and forth a bit before releasing it and dropping down, twisting his feet around to get a quick version of the drop toe hold on Tolium. Tolium did a face plant, not able to avoid the side headlock that Sparco locked in on him, the light heavyweight having jumped from Tolium's legs, all the way up his body to Tolium's head, quickly locking in the move.

Sparco pushed all his weight down onto Tolium, obviously wanting to try and wear the big guy down enough to eliminate him, though it wasn't going to be easy as Tolium got his hands beneath him and started to push himself up off the mat, getting his knees beneath him and finally shooting up to his feet. Tolium followed this up by locking his hands around Sparco's waist and lifted the light weight up into the air, falling backwards and bridging with a back suplex, Sparco keeping the headlock head in until the two count, at which point he released it and rolled out of the pin. Tolium and Sparco were up to their feet at the same instant, though Sparco was the first to try and hit an offensive move this time as he leaped up, trying for a drop kick, but Tolium simply side stepped it, causing Sparco land flat on his side, the sound of his skin slapping against the mat not sounding the least bit pleasent.

Tolium leaned against the ropes and grinned out at the crowd, waving out at a couple of people that he saw before turning back towards the ring, Sparco having just moved up to his feet, holding his side a bit as he looked at Tolium, the big man simply shrugging and walking back out towards the small wrestler, who snapped up a leg and connected with a side kick right to Tolium's thigh. Tolium frowned and looked at where the kick connected, looking back to Sparco and coming back with a side kick of his own to Sparco's thigh, Sparco wincing and taking a couple of steps back, holding the spot where the kick connected. Tolium took a step towards Sparco, but the light weight again spun around and kicked Tolium, this one connecting with the side of Tolium's stomach area, the big man again not seeing the point behind this as he snapped a hand forward, nailing Sparco with a palm strike to send the light heavyweight stumbling backwards into the corner. Tolium followed him into the corner and patted Sparco's shoulder, looking like he was going to let Sparco out of the corner without a beating...until he started to pepper Sparco with slaps, uppercuts and body shots.

Sparco quickly covered up his face and head area and squatted down inside the corner, making it almost impossible to hit him. The referee intervened and slowly pushed Tolium away from Sparco, Sparco standing up behind the referee and taunting him a bit as he walked out of the corner right behind the referee. The big man, obviously not liking the taunt, shoved the referee out of the way and grabbed Sparco by the hair, dragging him towards the center of the ring, where he started to slam his knee into the side of Sparco's head, keeping the light heavyweight held in position as he kept doing it. The crowd, unsure of how to react to the sudden show of anger by Tolium, simply counted along with the knee strikes, Tolium stopping around fifeteen and promptly released Sparco's hair, the light heavyweight dropping down to the mat like a sack of potatos. Tolium nodded at this and even went as far as a kick to Sparco's side to roll him over, but the kick had a little too much power to it, or Sparco still had some life in him, either way, the light heavyweight went rolling over to the ropes that Tolium had kicked him in the direction of, one of Sparco's arms reaching up and wrapping itself around the bottom rope.

Tolium quirked a brow at this and walked slowly towards the ropes, taking his time in an obvious cocky manner, his eyes wandering the arena, not noticing that Sparco had started to get up to his knees. Tolium reached the ropes and started to bend down, obviously intending to pick Sparco up and take him back towards the ring for a move, but Sparco slapped away Tolium's hands and hit a quick uppercut, Tolium set off balance by it and dropped down to his butt. Sparco got up to a sitting position and nail a quick right hand, following it up with a left, and then just started going crazy with rights and lefts, Tolium dropping down to his back after about five of each from Sparco. Sparco, after seeing the big man was down, quickly scrambled up to his feet and bounced off the ropes, coming back with a leg drop across Tolium's throat, going for a cover after doing so, but Tolium got his foot on the bottom rope at the two, stopping the count.

Sparco, obviously getting desperate, grabbed each of Tolium's arms and slowly dragged the big man out towards the middle of the ring and went for another cover, but only got two again. Sparco sat back and looked at Tolium, about to go for a another series of rights and lefts, but Tolium's arm shot up and wrapped around Sparco's head, pulling him down onto the mat beside him, at which point Tolium rolled over and locked in a rear naked choke hold. Sparco immeadiately fired back with elbows to Tolium's side to break the hold, but the damage had obviously been done as both men got to their feet, Sparco holding his throat in obvious pain, not seeing Tolium squatting down on the other side of the ring. Sparco turned around, obviously expecting the big man to be right there in front of him, but did not expect him to be charging in for a GORE!! Sparco went sailing a few across the ring from the move, Tolium following him and rolling him over the count. "One...two... three!"

Victor Cross: Sparco has recieved his FIRST elimination!

Tolium sat up and shoved Sparco out of the ring, turning around and going wide eyed as Hell came in and landed a kick across his chest, the sound of Hell's foot slapping against his chest creating a 'thwap!' sound that echoed. Tolium cringed in obvious pain and teetered back a bit, Hell taking a step back before coming forward with yet another stiff kick to Tolium's chest, Tolium again teetering back a bit, but not quite being sent over. Hell went for another kick, but Tolium managed to duck this one, his arms shooting out and picking up Hell's free leg, sending the lighter wrestler down onto the mat, Tolium keeping a hold of the leg he had picked and got up onto one knee, locking in an ankle lock. Hell, obviously not liking the hold, pushed himself up in much the same manner Tolium had done when Sparco had that headlock on him, finally getting enough elevation to drop and twist around, grabbing a hold of Tolium's legs as he twisted the big man over with a pin, only getting a two count before Tolium launched Hell off of him.

Hell scrambled across the ring to get away from Tolium, both men getting up to their feet and staring across the ring at each other, Hell having a look of fear, where as Tolium had a look of pure hate. Hell went to duck out of the ring, but the referee stopped him, the referee and Hell only having a brief discussion before Tolium turned Hell around and nailed him with a stiff chop right across the chest. Hell let out a yelp and attempted to back away from the big man again, but Tolium kept after him, landing chops and elbows to the champion as they moved, finally backing him into a corner, which he used to start landing knee strikes to Hell's gut. The champion got doubled up between the top and middle turnbuckle, Tolium backing up and possibly looking for a shoulder thrust, but Hell shot his knees out, both of them connecting with Tolium's large head. The big man blinked and slowly stumbled backwards, stumbling around a little bit before twisting around and falling face first down onto the mat.

The referee went and checked on Tolium as Hell slowly pulled himself out from between the top and middle turnbuckle, rubbing his stomach area a bit, making it obvious the knee strikes that Tolium had delievered had done the job. After a few moments of rest, the champion walked over towards Tolium, lifting him up as the referee told him to back off, Hell simply flipping the referee the bird as he looked like he was about to hit the SK-NO! Tolium shoved Hell away from him before he could hit the SKF, Hell slamming against the mat with a resounding 'thud!' for his effort. Tolium shook his head a few times, obviously still trying to get his senses back from the double knee attack he had recieved from Hell, but the big man had had enough sense to block one of Hell's finishers. Hell now worked his way up to his feet, a pissed off look on his face as he walked right up to Tolium, the two staring each other down for a few seconds before Hell backed up and slapped the big man, the slap making Tolium's head turn slightly. A grin came onto Tolium's face as he turned his face back towards Hell, that grin turning into a pissed off expression of his own as he delievered a slap of his own to Hell, Hell actually doing a 360 degree turn from the slap, coming to a stp and looking in a surprised manner at Tolium as the big man locked a hand around Hell's throat.

Tolium lifted Hell up, looking like he was going for a chokeslam, but Hell managed to twist his way out of it, grabbing Tolium's head on his way down and throwing his body out to connect with a neck breaker. Tolium held the back of his head in obvious pain as Hell slowly got back up to his feet, looking down at the big man before beginning to stomp away at him, but Hell stopped after a few seconds, obviously getting an idea. Hell leapt up into the air, bringing both of his feet up, looking much like a bird in flight as he got some hang time, but then brought both feet down onto Tolium's chest with a double stomp! Tolium coughed a bit as the air was pushed out of his body, rolling over onto his stomach and slowly pushing himself up onto all fours. Hell hopped onto Tolium's back, locking in a sleeper hold in an obvious attempt to KEEP the air out of Tolium's body, Hell even going as far as locking in a body scissors hold and trying to fall to his side, but Tolium stayed on all fours, trying to force himself to stay awake.

Tolium finally managed to get up to one knee, then pushing himself up to his feet, teetering around with the extra weight on his back. More out of desperation then anything else, Tolium threw his arm back, latching it around Hell's head to tilt the champion's head downward, Tolium falling down to his butt to connect with a backpack stunner! Hell released the sleeper hold and fell to his back, the body scissors locked in in a half-hearted manner, Tolium just sitting there as he took in the oxygen that Hell had been deprieving him of, Tolium's chest heaving as he took in as much as he could. Finally, Tolium moved and saw that Hell was starting to move around, Tolium knowing what he was going to have to do to keep Hell down long enough for him to get a three count, the big man slowly moving up to his feet. Hell got up to his knees, obviously wanting to get up, too, but Tolium locked both hands around Hell's throat, slowly lifting the champion up into the air and just glaring at Hell as he held him up for a few seconds, tilting Hell forward and falling down to his butt with a Nuclear Explosion! Tolium released Hell's neck and grabbed a hold of Hell's legs, barely staying up right as the referee dropped down. "One...two...THREE!"

Victor Cross: Hell's Guardian has recieved his FIRST elimination!

Tolium released Hell's legs and fell backwards onto the mat, the referee helping Hell to roll out of the ring as Red slid in, undetected at this point by Tolium. The big man rolled over onto his belly and pulled himself over towards the ropes, using them to help pull himself up to his feet not noticing how Red was beginning to twitch his foot in obvious setup for one of his finishers. Tolium slowly turned and walked out towards the middle of the ring, Red running forward and snapping his foot up with a Crimson Kick! Tolium got floored by Red's variation of the superkick, the super heavyweight's eyes closed to show that he was truly knocked out as Red hooked one of Tolium's legs for the cover, the referee sliding in for the count as he noticed Red. "One...two.. three!"

Victor Cross: TNT has recieved his FIRST elimination!

Tolium rolled out of the ring as Red nipped up to his feet, staring across the ring at Sparco, who had already slid into the ring, Sparco looking ready to go. The two light weights started circling around the ring, darting from side to side a few times before meeting in the center of the ring, locking up with a collar-elbow tie-up. The two struggled back and forth a little bit, Red just starting to get the advantage when Sparco released the tie-up and snapped Red over with an arm drag, both right back up to their feet. Sparco hit another quick arm drag, getting up to his feet a bit slower after doing so, Red having moved quick enough to be up to his feet first, Red delievering the arm drag to Sparco this time. Both got up their feet quickly this time, both of them leaping up and going for a drop kick, their feet slamming against each other and twisting around to land on their feet, both getting up to their feet again and stopping, staring across the ring at each other in a focused manner.

The audience let out a cheer of appreciation for the show of light heavyweight action, the cheers seeming to put the two wrestlers in the ring back into action as they started to circle around the ring again, Sparco diving in and trying for an ankle pick, but Red moved his foot out of the way and scooted back, Sparco back up to his feet just as quickly. They circled around again and Red tried for an ankle pick this time, but Sparco sprawled his legs out behind him and dropped down onto Red, locking in a front facelock on him and pressed his weight down onto Red's head. Red fought back by pushing himself up with his arms, grabbing Sparco's elbow and twisting it around, reversing into a front facelock of his own, but he didn't sprawl like Sparco had, Sparco using the opening to break the front facelock and darting forward, lifting Red up and tilting him off to the side, Red falling down onto his back. Sparco quickly moved up to his feet and spun around, Red doing a handspring to get up to his feet, the two again pausing and staring at each other as the audience popped again for the two, obviously liking the show of mat wrestling that they had just delievered.

The two moved back towards each other again, Red surprising Sparco with another arm drag, this time holding onto the arm and making it into an armbar, sitting back and applying more pressure to it by digging his knee into Sparco's shoulder. Sparco shook his head as the referee asked him if he wanted to give up, emphasizing it by snapping his leg up, kicking Red right on top of the head to make him release the hold. Red shook his head and released the hold, reaching his hand up to check for blood, Sparco not letting up as he lept up to his feet, back flipping with pelee, his foot again connecting with Red's head, this time Red dropping down to his back. Sparco turned around and, knowing that he had to keep after Red, quickly took to the air with a Standing Shooting Star Press, his mid-section slamming against Red's, but Sparco only got a two count before Red rolled his shoulder. Sparco popped up to his feet with a hand spring and ran to the ropes, leaping up and slamming his feet against the middle rope and back flipping with a springboard moonsault to crash across Red's torso again, going for yet another cover and only getting another two count before Red kicked out.

Sparco sat back on his heels and looked at Red, obviously wondering why Red hadn't stayed down for the three count after the combination of those two moves. Sparco shook his head and grabbed Red by the hair and dragged him up to his feet, Sparco going with him and snapping him up to a full vertical position, looking like he was about to chop Red, but Red countered by spinning around with a roundhouse kick to Sparco's shoulder, obviously aimming to keep weakening it. Sparco yelped when Red's foot connected with his shoulder, his hand snappig up to hold his shoulder in pain, Red taking advantage of his with a roundhouse kick to the other shoulder, Sparco again yelping from the impact of the move, his shoulders obviously in pain from the combination of kicks. Red spun around, looking like he was going to go for a third roundhouse kick, possibly to Sparco's head, but Sparco ducked underneath it and stepped up onto Red's knee, Sparco snapping up his other leg to slam it into Red's head with a Step-Up Enzurgiri! Red did a frontflip from the amount of force behind the kick, laying flat on his back as Sparco just sat beside him, rubbing his shoulders a little bit before going for a cover.

"One...two..." Red kicked out just before the three, Sparco sitting back and letting out a light grunt, obviously getting frustrated at this point. Sparco lifted Red up again, Red just barely fighting back with weak right and left hands to Sparco's stomach area, the shots having very little effect on Sparco as the smaller wrestler spun Red around and lifted him up into an electric chair position, Sparco's chest and shoulder muscles flexing underneath the weight to keep Red held up. Everyone in the audience got up to their feet as Sparco held Red up, the set up for the Hijacker more than obvious, Sparco finally grabbing Red's arms and pulling him down for his grappling finisher, Red's head smacking against the mat with the Hijacker! Rather than hold on for the pin, like most wrestlers would do after a move like that, Sparco pulled Red closer to the corner and quickly climbed up onto the top turnbuckle, turning to face towards the ring. Sparco took up to the air and flipped around, completing the rotation just as he came down across Red's chest with the Disaster Not Adverted (DNA)! This time Sparco held one for the pin, hooking one of Red's legs for the cover. "One...two...three!"

Victor Cross: Red Comet has recieved his FIRST elimination!

Victor Cross take the microphone from ringside and steps into the ring to announce the next match.

*The following contest is scheduled for one fall, an it is for the number one contender spot for the BTWF Unified Championship later tonight.*

"First, originally hailing from West Chester Pennsylvania, and now residing in North Aekea, weighing in at Two Hundred and Forty Five pounds and standing a tall Six Feet, Four Inches, he is a former World Heavyweight Champion, he is The Unholy Meatpuppet!"

The house lights dim as a strobe light located somewhere near the entrance curtain begins to slowly and gently pulsate. A sound of a guitar strumming slowly leaks out of the speakers as �The Leaving Song� begins to play.

* Walked away, heard them say
"Poison hearts will never change,"
walk away again. *

The crowd on either side of the entrance curtain grow anxious with the stalling of the wrestler whose entrance they eagerly await. The strobe light continues to pulsate along with the slow theme of the song, as still the wrestler who is concealed behind the curtain makes the fans wait.

* Hard to notice gleaming from the sky,
when you're staring at the cracks.
Hard to notice what is passing by with eyes lowered.*

The strobe light stops pulsating as the song momentarily stops. Two hands pry the entrance curtain apart, as The Unholy Meatpuppet walks throw them slowly, his head bowed to the floor. The arena immediately fills with boo�s, as fans yell obscenities at the wrestler, who pauses a few paces away from the curtain he just walked through. The song kicks back in as the strobe light behind him begins to pulsate once again.

* All the cracks, they lead right to me,
and all the cracks will crawl right through me.
All the cracks, they lead right to me,
and all the cracks will crawl right through me, and I fell apart.*

Puppet begins his short, slow walk to the ring, keeping his head bowed, his long, black hair covering his face and ignoring the fans as he passes them by. As he reaches the nearest ring steps, he slowly places one foot after another on them, climbing them at his own pace, not allowing the crowd to dictate anything that he does. He shuffles along the ring apron, before sliding gracefully through the second and third rope.

* Turned away in disgrace,
felt the chill upon my face cooling from within... *

The song goes through its final stages, before finishing as the strobe lights turn off, and the house lights return to their original opacity.

Puppet awaits as he is stands in the middle of the ring, looking down at the entrance ramp at what is to come. The crowd is also forced to wait as they look anxiously down the ramp as well, waiting for Puppet�s opponent. Just as the begin to look away, The familiar guitar riff of Line in the Sand begins to play. Puppet seems to take a fit as the crowd cheers loudly for Big Daddy�s music, and they shout the first word of the song.

EVOUTION!!!
*And from Toronto, Ontario, weighing in at 265 pounds, Big Daddy!!!*

Big Daddy appears from behind he curtain and looks to have a big toothy grin on his face. The crowd cheers even louder as he turns around, readying himself for the pose he was most famous for in his entrances. Turning his back to the crowd, he raises his arms from his sides with open hands and looks up to the roof as the infamous golden pyro showers down from behind him.

*Evolution is a mystery,
Full of Change that no one sees,
But makes a fool of history*

Big Daddy turns around as his pyro fades out and continues his way down towards the ring, pointing at the fans, and keeping that same smile on his face.

*Yesterday�s to long ago,
Don�t agree with what I know,
Tomorrow becomes he place to be.*

Big Daddy then makes his way to the ring and proceeds to climb up the steps. He then enters he ring and spins around with his arms in a Y position as the crow cheers once more for the returning superstar.

*I�ve seen the line in the sand.
Time to find out who I am.
Looking back to see where I stand,
Evolution, Evolution*

Big Daddy then just stands in the middle of the ring, as Line in the Sand fades out. He then stares at Puppet, who doesn�t look to have the same smile as Big Daddy on him, but rather a determined look that could penetrate through most men. Joe Schmoe looks over at both men in the ring, then signals for the bell.

The bell rings as both men approach the centre of the ring. Big Daddy looks to take a little more time getting to the middle of the ring than Puppet. Big Daddy offers a hand out, but the crowd seems perplexed at this move. Puppet goes for the handshake, but Big Daddy pulls away before Puppet gets there, stroking his hair instead with his hands. The crowd cheers at this, making Puppet more angry than he was before. Puppet goes for the right punch, but Big Daddy sees it coming by ducking under it. The crowd cheers again as Big Daddy taps his head three times, showing he�s smarter than Puppet. Puppet instead goes or the collar and elbow tie-up and Big Daddy is caught this time. Both men jockey for position, trying to keep the other man of balance, but having no such luck. Both men break the hold cleanly, but Big Daddy goes back from the hold, holding his face. Joe comes in, and Big Daddy claims Puppet poked him in the eye. Joe chastises Puppet as Puppet looks on in confusion at this, trying to defend his stance on this. Joe gives him he warning, but after he�s done, Big Daddy gets back into the collar and elbow tie-up and is able to take advantage, since Puppet didn�t see it coming. Big Daddy backs Puppet to the ropes and then whips hi into the opposite ropes. Puppet comes back and hits Big Daddy hard with a shoulder tackle, sending him to he ground. Puppet looks down, then runs to the ropes again. Big Daddy takes the low road as Puppet hops over him. Puppet comes back off of the ropes and Big Daddy is there and tries for the hip toss, but Puppet blocks it. Puppet hen goes for his own hip toss, but Big Daddy blocks this as well. Big Daddy hit�s a right knee into Puppet�s gut, doubling him over. Big Daddy then bounces off of the ropes. Big Daddy comes back and jumps into the air, but Puppet moves out of he way as Big Daddy misses with the running rocker dropper, landing on his leg. Big Daddy holds his leg in pain as Puppet sees this to be his opening.

Puppet gets back up to his feet and sees Big Daddy in the ground cringing with his hands wrapped around his right leg that he landed on. Puppet then takes Big Daddy�s right leg and drags him to the middle of the ring. Puppet then takes Big Daddy�s right leg and begins to kick it repeatedly. Big Daddy tries to get his arms in the way, but it leads to nothing. Big Daddy then uses his free leg to kick at Puppet and that seems to work better than using his arms that don�t reach. Puppet is backed off by the kick from Big Daddy as the ref goes in to see if Big Daddy is ok. Big Daddy ignores this and rolls out of the ring, falling to the ground outside. Big Daddy sits on the ground as he tries to get back up, but has a hard time doing it. Puppet on the other hand, gets out of the ring on the other side and sneaks around to the other side. Puppet then comes around the corner and dos a chop block on Big Daddy�s right leg. Big Daddy falls to his back as Puppet gets out of the way. Joe tells both men to get back into the ring, but Puppet ignores this, and Big Daddy doesn�t really seem able to get to his feet. Puppet takes Big Daddy by the head and tosses him back into the ring, as Puppet slides back in after him. Puppet takes the right leg of Big Daddy once again and this time, Puppet steps over and drops a leg on Big Daddy�s right leg. Puppet then holds the leg of Big Daddy and pulls the leg up. Big Daddy cries out in pain as Joe asks Big Daddy if he wants to give up. Big Daddy keeps shaking his head, saying no all the while. Puppet keeps the pressure on, as Big Daddy looks to find a way to get out of the hold. Big Daddy thinks of way by starting to pull on Puppet�s hair. Puppet starts to cry in pain as Joe looks over to see Puppet let go of the hold and holding his head. Joe looks over at Big Daddy and he�s got his shoulders shrugged, not knowing what happened. Puppet gets off of Big Daddy and grabs Big Daddy�s right leg again. He then starts to flip Big Daddy onto his stomach. Puppet then gets his legs over for the Boston Crab. Big Daddy once again cries in pain as he tries to scrape and claw his way to the ropes. The crowd starts to cheer on Big Daddy as he inches closer and closer to the ropes. Puppet is having a hard time keeping his mind on Big Daddy as they start to cheer for him and jeer Puppet. As Puppet tries to hold the submission in, Big Daddy makes it over to the ropes. Joe then tells Puppet to break the hold. 1-2-3-4...4� before Puppet breaks the hold. Puppet doesn�t look to be in the best mood after not submitting Big Daddy. He then drags Big Daddy over to the centre of the ring and drops a leg drop onto Big Daddy�s head before going for the cover. 1-2...kick out. The crowd cheers for the kick out as Puppet looks to be in a foul mood at this. With Big Daddy still on the ground, Puppet drags him over to the closest corner he sees. He then climbs up to the second turnbuckle and looks down. Puppet then jumps off and goes for the leg drop, but Big Daddy gets out of the way just in time. Puppet looks much like Big Daddy earlier, holding his right leg in pain with both of his hands.

Big Daddy starts to get up, and he has the crowd on his side. He then uses the ropes to get his balance once again. Once he gets up, he picks Puppet up and gets him to his feet. Puppet barely has any time to enjoy this though, as he�s pushed back into the corner. Big Daddy begins to work away on Puppet, hitting him with a hard chop. �Woo!� says the crowd as he chops Puppet. Big Daddy goes for another hard chop, the another, then one more. Puppet holds his chest in pain as he grimaces in pain. Big Daddy then kicks Puppet in the gut to send him down in the corner. Big Daddy then punches him in the head a few times to make sure he stays down. Big Daddy takes the legs of Puppet and lifts him into the air. He then slams Puppet down for the beatdown powerbomb. Big Daddy goes for the cover, hooking the legs. 1-2...kick out. Big Daddy gets up from this and looks down at Puppet, wondering what to do next. He then sees Puppet getting to his feet with his hands and knees on the mat. Big Daddy stomps on the fingers of Puppet with the crowd cheering it on. Puppet pulls his hand back as Big Daddy goes to stomp the other hand and is successful. Puppet then pulls that away as well to shake off the pain. Big Daddy then gets Puppet up on his feet and kicks him in the gut, doubling him over. Big Daddy gets Puppet into a standing head scissors, then he holds his arms around Puppet�s waist. Big Daddy then lifts Puppet into the air and looks around to the crowd. The crowd starts to cheer as they see Big Daddy look to the left, look to the right, then nod in agreement as he slams Puppet down hard on his head for the cocky piledriver. Big Daddy looks over at Puppet with a cocky smile that is known from the crowd for so long.

The Voice: It would seem Big Daddy is back into the swing of things once again, don�t you agree?
Headhunter: I�m not sure, this new Big Daddy just seems too much of a change for my liking.

Big Daddy gets back up to his feet and looks back down at Puppet, who is on his knees. Big Daddy hits his right leg and bounces off the rope. Big Daddy takes the run a little slowly because of the injuries to his leg, but he still makes it off the ropes. Big Daddy comes back off and jumps in the air once again, but this time, he gets his right leg over Puppet and lands the running rocker dropper. Big Daddy is a little slow to get to the cover, as he shakes his right leg twice before going for the cover. 1-2...kick out. Puppet kicks out as Big Daddy rolls off. He then gets back to his feet and gets Puppet back up to his feet. Big Daddy then takes Puppet and places him sideways onto his shoulders. Big Daddy then walks to the middle of the ring with
Puppet on his shoulders. Big Daddy begins to spin Puppet into the beautiful letdown, but Puppet gets around to the front of Big Daddy, landing on his feet. Puppet then gives a quick kick to Big Daddy and grabs him in a front face lock. Puppet then jumps into the air, still holding onto Big Daddy�s head as he sends Big Daddy down to the ground with the changing hearts. Both men are on the ground after that move.

Puppet is the first to start moving after the changing hearts, as he was the one delivering the move. He is able to get up faster than Big Daddy is able to and be able to think of a game plan. Puppet takes this time to wait Big Daddy out, hoping for him to get to his feet for the plan to work. Big Daddy gets up to his feet and Puppet takes control. He takes Big Daddy and whips him into the closest corner. Big Daddy hits it sternum first and comes off of the corner walking backwards, holding his chest in pain. Puppet sees this and grasps his arms around Big Daddy�s waist . Puppet use his strength to lift Big Daddy into the air, only to have him land on his back for a german suplex. Puppet doesn�t let go of the hold though as he still latches on to the waist of Big Daddy. Puppet slowly gets back up to his feet and is able to drag Big Daddy up to his. With this, he takes Big Daddy for a ride into another german suplex. Big Daddy hits hard on his back again as Puppet keeps the hands locked for another suplex. With a little more strength than before, Puppet is able to get back onto his feet, along with Big Daddy. With this, Puppet drives home a third german suplex to Big Daddy, this time, having Big Daddy fold like an accordion on his neck and back. Puppet sees this and hooks the legs to get the cover. 1-2...kick out! The crowd cheers to see the match is still going on. Puppet gets up from the move he preformed and continues on. He gets Big Daddy back up to his feet and hooks the right leg, then places Big Daddy�s right arm over his shoulders. Puppet then lifts Big Daddy into the air for a fisherman suplex, but Puppet breaks the bridge of the move. Puppet looks to the crowd and crosses his arms then separates them quickly to show that he�s ready to finish the match. The crowd jeers at this as they don�t want to see Puppet win. Puppet looks to be calculating where he�s going to strike Big Daddy as he gets him up to his feet. Puppet then kicks Big Daddy right in the back of the right leg and Big Daddy is down on one knee. Puppet takes this opportunity to take a few steps back then he charges forward and goes for the shining wizard, but Big Daddy ducks it and gets back to his feet. Puppet still has his back to Big Daddy as he wraps his right leg and right arm around Puppet. He then lifts Puppet into the air, but Big Daddy lets him go, as he goes for his right leg again. Puppet sees this injury and kicks the leg out from under Big Daddy. He falls onto his back and Puppet is quick to take his right arm and drag him away from the ropes. Puppet then lets go of the arm of Big Daddy and grabs onto the right leg of Big Daddy. He then wraps his legs around the right leg and brings the left leg of Big Daddy over before dropping to the ground for a figure four leg lock. Big Daddy is riling in pain as he is stuck in this hold.

The Voice: Sound strategy from Puppet, as he found a weak spot and is exploiting it. I�m surprised he didn�t go for that surgically repaired back.
Headhunter:Why go for that when the leg is such an easy target? It�s the easy road!

Puppet applies the hold as Big Daddy places his shoulders on the mat. 1-2...shoulder up. Joe then gets in as Big Daddy tells him that he will not give up. Big Daddy is up looking at Puppet, who seems to have a possessed look underneath his scared face. It wants Big Daddy to submit, but Big Daddy says no once again. Big Daddy finds it useless to try to stare down Puppet, so he tries to pull Puppet with him to the ropes. The crowd notices this and cheers for Big Daddy. Big Daddy continues to pull, despite the pain that is being applied to his right leg. He then lays down on the mat and tries to reach for the ropes, but he comes about a foot short. Joe checks for the shoulders on the ground, but they don�t touch the mat. Big Daddy tries to pull Puppet with him again, but Puppet has other ideas by pulling Big Daddy, ending it in a stalemate. Big Daddy has another way ending this, as he coughs, then spits at Puppet. Puppet loses concentration as Big Daddy is chastised for doing this, but doing so allows Big Daddy top crawl just into reach of the ropes. He grabs on, making Puppet have to give up the figure four leg lock hold. Puppet doesn�t want to let go, so Joe gets in there to stop the hold. 1-2-3-4...Puppet finally unlocks his legs and lets Big Daddy out of the hold. Puppet just gets back up to his feet and drags Big Daddy to the middle of the ring. He then tries for the figure four leg lock again, but Big Daddy is there to kick Puppet off. While Puppet is stunned, Big Daddy takes this moment to slowly get up to his feet. Puppet turns around to go after Big Daddy, only to get picked up by Big Daddy and spun around, sending Puppet down for a turnaround spinebuster. Big Daddy doesn�t seem to move at all as Puppet looks to be barely moving. Both men are down as the ref goes for the ten count.

1...2...3...Puppet starts to stir, as does Big Daddy, but he�s grabbing onto this right leg, hoping it isn�t broken. 4...5...6...Puppet has made it to his feet as Big Daddy is on his right knee, having trouble to stand up. Puppet looks down at Big Daddy and goes for a forearm shot, but Big Daddy blocks it and gives him a straight right in return. Big Daddy takes this time to get back to his standing position, despite limping on his right leg. Puppet goes for another forearm, but Big Daddy blocks it yet again, sending another right in his direction. Puppet stumbles back a step as Big Daddy tells him to come back with his two hands and Puppet steps back, taking a last right that sends him down to the ground. The crowd is backing Big Daddy as he does this. Puppet is back up to his feet as Big Daddy takes Puppet and whips him into the ropes. Puppet bounces off the ropes and Big Daddy takes him up into the air and slams him down with a hip toss. Puppet holds his back in pain as Big Daddy picks him up despite this. He then gets Puppet into a front face lock and drapes Puppet�s right arm over his shoulders. Big Daddy starts to shake his head and lifts Puppet�s right leg with his right arm. Big Daddy then lifts Puppet up into a fisherman suplex as the crowd for Big Daddy holding it. He then spins 180 as he slams Puppet onto his back for a modified version of Puppet�s own move, The Revolution! Big Daddy has a hard time getting anything more done as he goes back to his leg and shakes a few times again to hope there�s still feeling in it. After a few moments, he crawls over for the cover. 1...2...shoulder up!!! �Ohhh!� the crowd yells as they see Puppet kick out of his own move. Big Daddy lets out a small curse underneath his breath, but goes on. Having a hard time getting back to his feet, Big Daddy is up there, with Puppet as well. Big Daddy has Puppet by the head, holding him a good foot away, measuring him up. He then scoops Puppet onto his shoulder and places him in front of him upside down. Big Daddy just nods his head as he goes for the Tombstone Piledriver, but Puppet goes for the reversal, kicking his feet in the air. Big Daddy has a hard time holding it down, as he�s flipped upside down and Puppet is now the one in control. Puppet now goes for the Tombstone as he drops Big Daddy down on his head, rather than the other way around. The crowd seems to go silent at this as Puppet looks for the cover. 1-2...foot on the rope!!! The crowd comes back to life as they see Big Daddy get out of the pinning predicament. Puppet doesn�t seem to believe it, but the ref assures him it is so. Puppet looks to finish this match off once and for all. He gets Big Daddy away from the ropes and gets him up to his feet. Big Daddy is then scooped up into the air by Puppet as he holds him there, looking for the Puppet Driver. Puppet gets ready to slam Big Daddy down, but it is Big Daddy that starts to fight back now. He kicks his legs on Puppet�s right shoulder and slips behind Puppet. Big Daddy then takes his left leg and wraps it around Puppet�s right leg, all the while he takes his left arm and wraps it around Puppet�s back. Big Daddy then lifts Puppet into the air and drops him down. Rock Bottom Redux!!! Big Daddy rolls Puppet over for the cover and goes for the pin. 1...2...3!!! It�s over!!!

Line in the Sand plays through the arena as the crowd cheers for the winner.

*You�re winner, and the number one contender for the BTWF Unified Heavyweight title, Big Daddy!!*

Big Daddy gets to one knee, then slowly to his feet as his arm is raised by the ref for his victory. He gets over to one corner and climbs up slowly. Once he�s up to the second turnbuckle, he raises his arms as the crowd cheers him on. Big Daddy then takes his hands and makes the motion of the belt with it. He then brings his right hand up and counts one, then two, then three and holds it up to his face and nods with his cocky grin on his face as the crowd believes he can make history tonight. With that, Big Daddy gets off of the turnbuckle and gets out of the ring. He then slowly makes his way to the back as he leaves Puppet in the ring to have the feeling of defeat wash over him.

The ring crew gets busy to fix up the ring right away for the next match. The security guards get the fans moved on the floor to move a good fifteen feet back for the new elements to be placed in. The ropes are taken off of the ring and taken away. To replace the ropes, strands of barbed wire are used to wrap around two sides of the ring, being parallel to each other. There are three strings of barbed wire, one to make up for each rope that was taken off. The other two sides hold no ropes and have huge beds of barbed wire. A change in the match is that outside of the ring on the announcer's side, instead of inside the ring, there is a sandpit five feet wide and five feet long, making a perfect square. Inside the sandpit is more than just sand, having shards of broken glass and thumbtacks sticking out. Two of the corners, the one closest to the entrance ramp on the right and closest to the announcers on the left, both have white bags, both filled with thumbtacks. The maintenance men clear out and look back on the destructive scenario they have placed out.

Victor Cross: The following contest is a Texas Execution Death Match!! The only rules to this match are that the only way you can defeat your opponent is to score a pinfall, and then have your opponent unable to answer the count of 10.

CALM LIKE A BOMB!!!

A large cheer goes out as Brian Blade starts making his way to the ring.

Feel the funk blast
Feel the funk blast
Feel the funk blast
Feel the funk blast
Feel the funk blast
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check it out, yo, yo, yo

Brian Blade's face shows absolutely no emotion what so ever as he ignores everyone and everything around him. His ring outfit is slightly different than usual. His white overshirt is completely black, with the red symbols on them being a much darker shade. His cargo pants have a similar shade of red on the bottoms. His face has one line of red going down the right side of his face, across his eye.

Victor Cross: Entering first, he hails from the mountains of Denver, Colorado, America. Weighing in tonight at 201lbs, he is the OWNER of the Barton Town Wrestling Federation!!! This is THE SAYVIOR... BRIAN.... BLADE!!!

I be walkin' god like a dog
My narrative fearless
My word war returns to burn
Like Baldwin home from Paris
Like Steel from a furnace
I was born landless
This is tha native son
Born of Zapata's guns
Stroll through tha shanties
And tha cities remains
Same bodies buried hungry
But with different last names
These vultures rob everything
Leave nothing but chains

The crowd cheers again, and Blade gets into the ring, a hard look of determination on his face, as he looks into the sky, blessing himself slightly.

James Sharpton: You have to know Brian Blade is asking Dana to watch over him. And folks, I'm sorry too. I wish my broadcast partner Vic "The voice" Hartman were here to see this, but he is still recovering from what Shadow Starr did to him, when he followed Voorhees' example, and burnt him on a crucifix!!! Get well soon, Vic. My thoughts and prayers are with you, as are these fans.

Blade looked at the ropes of barbed wire, slightly, waiting, just waiting for the arrival of Anthony Voorhees.

GONG!!!

The lights went out, casting the arena in total darkness. And from the entrance ramp, the familiar druids began to walk to the ring, torches in hand, being led by Hika Lai. The last verse of O Fortuna blasting through the PA System, as the Druids cam down the ramp, their torches showing glimmers of light in the pitch black arena.

Sors salutis
et virtutis
michi nunc contraria,
est affectus
et defectus
semper in angaria.
Hac in hora
sine mora
corde pulsum tangite;
quod per sortem
sternit fortem,
mecum omnes plangite!

A lightning bolt strikes the stage as the Druids line up along the ramp, and another GONG sounds off, a massive set of jeers flowing through the arena, as Disturbed's "Down With The Sickness" blasts out through the PA System. Voorhees then appears at the entrance ramp, garbed in what looks to be a ceremonial cloak instead of his usual long leather coat. He took a look at Blade from the ramp, and proceeded down the runway, under the torches.

Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems what's left of my human side
Is slowly changing in me
(Will you give in to me?)

Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes (oh no)
There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon in me

Cross: AAAAAANNNNND!!! His opponent comes to us from the city of Durem, on the island of Gaia! He weighs in at a monsterous 310 pounds and is accompioned to the ring by Hika Lai! He is the Diabolic, Destructive, and Demonic Force of the Barton Town Wrestling Federation... This is ANTHONY... TERROR RYZINNGGGG.... VOOOOORHEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!

Sharpton: As Voorhees comes down that ramp, you have to wonder what Blade is thinking. Is he thinking of Dana? Revenge against Voorhees? Both? One thing is for sure though, and that is that Blade has to be only seeing r... OH MY GOD!!!

James Sharpton's cry of surprise would be because of Brian Blade's sudden no-handed rope flip senton suicida onto Anthony Voorhees, also taking out Hika Lai in the process. The crowd immediately begins the required chants of "THAT WAS AWESOME!!!" Those chants will undoubtedly not be the last of this contest. As the crowd chants, Blade rolls over to be lying on top of Anthony and immediately begins to lay into the demon with rights and lefts. Hika Lai makes an attempt to pull Blade off of Voorhees, and she succeeds momentarily. However, her efforts gain her a push right into the ring barrier. Blade turns to deliver more punishment to Voorhees, and is hit with the blunt edge of a steel torch to the chest from the Terror Ryzer, which was taken from one of his druids. Voorhees turns the torch on it's side, so he can hit Brian with the lit part. Blade regains his senses just in the nick of time, and enziguri kicks the torch right out of Voorhees' hand. As the torch flies harmlessly onto the ramp, Blade rolls out of the way of a Voorhees stomp and onto his feet. He doesn't spend much time on his feet, as he dropkicks a charging Voorhees back onto the floor, this match not even beginning yet. Blade immediately goes on the attack once more, choking Voorhees with his Adidas until he is speared off of him by Hika Lai. Voorhees manages to catch his breath and aquire himself a steel chair while Hika keeps Blade held against the ring barrier. Anthony grins evilly and walks over to the edge of the ring and reaches under it. Finally, with a demonic grin on his face, he slowly pulls out a steel spike. Voorhees stalks towards Blade and, to the disgust of most people in the crowd, visibly licks the tip, drawing a tiny bit of blood to show how sharp it is. Voorhees rears back, ready to slam the spike into Blade's forehead... and instead, gets Hika Lai slammed into him instead. Blade seizes the moment to slam the butt of the spike back into Anthony's face and then drag him across the steel barrier so he is half-hanging into the Brian Blade Fan Club. The BBFC clears out of the way, knowing Blade is going to do something. And do something he does, as he slides under the ring barrier and sends a foot right into the back of Anthony's head, causing his face to slam into the bottom of the barrier and for Voorhees to fall off the barrier onto the crowd side.

Sparing no expense, Blade reaches over and is handed a chair by one of the members of his ringside fan club. Nodding briefly to the nameless person, Blade mercilessly slams the chair right into Voorhees' skull. The chair is already dented fairly heavily, but that doesn't stop Blade from smashing it once more against Voorhees' skull. The chair is virturally useless at this point, a giant dent in it causing the chair to look rather flimsy. Blade puts the chair out of it's misery by leaping into the air and dropkicking it right into the Anthony's face. The chair snaps in twain on Anthony's face, and Blade steps back to view the carnage. This proves to be a colossal mistake, as Voorhees sits up, looking none the worse for wear outside of being terribly pissed off looking. Blade leaps at Voorhees to attack with a flying forearm, and the solid brick of muscle dodges out of the way, sending Blade's face careening into the top of the steel barrier. He staggers back slightly, but that is just enough for Voorhees to catch him in a waistlock and send him right into the crowd with a release flip german suplex. However, and much to Anthony's chagrin, the crowd remaining in the BBFC actually catches the BTWF President before he hits the ground. To further anger the demonic being, the crowd surfs Brian away from him, and further into the Barton Arena. Voorhees doesn't take too long to shake out of his funk, and he begins to chase after Blade, pushing the crowd away like it was made of paper.

Sharpton: The fans of the Barton Town Wrestling Federation... loud, obnoxious, and always ready to lend a helping hand to those in need. We love the fans here, and that's gonna be one of the things I miss most.

On the other side of the visible arena, Voorhees finally catches up to where Blade is. However, Blade is one step ahead of his hellish opponent and tells the crowd to send him flying upwards. The crowd is happy to help in this case, so they toss Blade into the air. The crowd seperates, perhaps knowing what Blade is going to do before Voorhees does. As Voorhees reaches the falling Brian Blade, the BTWF owner twists his body and wraps his legs around Anthony's head. From this position, Blade tries to get him to the floor with a hurricanrana. Tries is the key word, as the Terror Ryzer manages to dead lift Blade from a vertical position to a position on his shoulders, if only momentarily before Blade is slammed onto the hard concrete floor with a powerbomb. However, Voorhees does not let go of Blade, instead lifting him up and back down into yet another powerbomb. Still not relenquishing the hold, Voorhees lifts Blade up once more. This proves to be the undoing of the demonic one, as Blade is tossed a beer bottle by one overzealous fan wanting to get into the action. Blade promptly uses that bottle by smashing it right on Anthony's head. A small trickle of blood seeps down Anthony's head as he spins around a little from the attack. That little spin gives Blade just the momentum he needs to push off of Anthony's shoulders and in mid-air, reattach the headsissors and send Voorhees flying in a snap hurricanrana that sends Anthony carreeening into a barrier used to section the arena off for the occassional hockey game. Blade rolls to his feet and quickly rushes to attack Voorhees, checking him into the boards with a nasty knee right to Anthony's skull. Blade steps back a bit to prepare himself for another charge. This decision, like many to come in this match, proves to be a wrong one as Anthony snaps to his feet and catches the charging Blade and tosses him over his head and through the barrier's glass with a sick looking overhead belly to belly suplex. Voorhees parts the fans, which were blocking his path to the doorway that leads to the other side of the barrier, with a glare, while Blade is slowly helped to his feet by the fans on his side of the wall.

Sharpton: Come on guys, you're going to hurt one of these fans!

Voorhees reaches Blade just as he gets his bearings straight and sends him right back onto the floor with a right hand. Blade tries to crawl to his feet, but Voorhees saves him the trouble by reaching down and dragging him to a vertical base by his hair. Anthony doesn't waste any time, as he nearly immediately uses Blade's hair to slam his face right into the hockey barrier, thankfully for Blade, missing one of the areas that have shards of broken glass sticking up out of it. Voorhees notices this, and steers Blade, still holding him by the hair, towards one of these glassy areas. However, before he can have his face get skewered by a piece of broken glass, Blade quickly gives Voorhees a leg to the groin. Anthony proves that despite the theatrics and appearances of being superhuman, he is still a male by releasing Blade and clutching at his nether-regions. Anthony stumbles backwards a bit, and Blade responds with a roundhouse kick to the face that staggers the beast. Looking unsurprised when Anthony doesn't fall, Blade tries a different method and dropkicks Voorhees right in the left knee. Anthony staggers and drops onto his knee, and Blade launches forward, smacking Anthony in the back of the head with a Shining Wizard! Unfortunately for Blade, Voorhees doesn't fall with that attack. In fact, as Blade rolls to his feet away from the brick of muscle, Voorhees stands up and laughs at Brian.

Anthony Voorhees: Foolish being, do you honestly believe that such pitiful offense can stop a servant of the Dark Lord?

Brian doesn't respond to Anthony's taunts, instead simply reaching over and grabbing a chair from yet another helpful fan. Voorhees begans to stalk towards Blade, and Brian takes a major league swing at Anthony's head. The chair smashes right into the side of his head, but yet, Voorhees looks unfazed at Blade's attack. Undeterred, Blade rears back and takes another shot at it, with the same result. Voorhees chuckles a bit, and raises one finger, showing Blade that he's only got one more shot to knock him down. Brian steps back to give himself some room to get some momentum, launches forward.... and is floored by a massive big boot from Voorhees. The crowd lets out a giant jeer at Voorhees, but the giant doesn't respond to them, instead using his time and energy to lift Blade onto his right shoulder. The Terror Ryzer carries Blade over to the edge of the stage, and with a sadistic laugh, lifts Blade up and tosses him right into the side of the stage like a lawn dart. Blade falls right onto his face, and Voorhees gives him no time to rest as he pulls him up by his hair and then military presses Brian. With the evil smile still present on his face, Voorhees presses Blade a few times, and then throws him up onto the stage. Voorhees grabs the stage and uses his incredible upper-body strength to pull himself up onto the stage with barely any need for footing. On the other hand, Brian Blade staggers to his feet, still feeling the effects of being used like a dart against the steel stage. Voorhees doesn't give Brian much leeway as he quickly hammers down Blade with a series of rights. Blade staggers backwards, and Voorhees grabs him by the arm and Irish whips him right into the entrance set.

With Blade's skull smacking into the set, Voorhees feels as though he has some time to spare before he continues the assault on Blade. So, he waves his arm, and down the ramp walks Hika Lai, long since recovered from Blade using her as a distraction earlier in the match, which has yet to officially begin since Voorhees has yet to actually make it into the ring. Voorhees whispers something into Hika's ear, to which she smiles evilly. With a nod, the girl runs off towards the ring. Voorhees doesn't get the chance to beging the attack on Blade once more, because when Voorhees turns back to restart the attack on Blade, he's no longer there. Voorhees grins and chuckles a bit, knowing Blade has got to be nearby. Voorhees walks a bit in, towards the curtain, and that proves to be a mistake as Blade hops up from the side of the ramp and begins to choke Voorhees with an electrical cable. Voorhees struggles a bit, but then begins to pull the cable away from his throat. Blade, sensing that his control of the attack is slipping, leaps into the air and while in mid-air, drives his knees into Anthony's back and falls backwards, stretching the cord across his neck violently and attacking the back at the same time. The crowd pops at the move, commonly known as the Lung Blower, but Blade learns his lesson from previous moments in the match and does not relent on his attack by putting the Adidas right into Anthony's head. After about six shots right to the head, Blade grabs Voorhees by his hair and moves so he is in front of him. Screaming at the top of his lungs, Blade soccer kicks Voorhees right in the face, snapping Anthony's head backwards before he slumps forward. Blade grins and gives no rest for Voorhees as he pulls Anthony to his feet by his hair.

Sharpton: When is this match actually going to begin!?! Wait... what is Hika Lai setting up?

Whilst Blade and Voorhees continue to battle on the stage, Hika Lai has been a busy little servant, setting up a demonic looking structure on the side of the ring nearest to the entrance. The structure should be very familiar to Anthony Voorhees, as he was put through a pair of barbed wire wrapped tables back in the Garden of Evil at BloodBath '05. While Bryan Kutterman's idea was solid, Hika Lai has upgraded the design by wrapping a set of 4 florescent light tubes to the tables, which are set side by side instead of on top of each other. The tubes are held to the tables with the barbed wire. Meanwhile, while Hika puts the final touches on Voorhees' plan, Anthony and Brian are slugging it out back on the ramp. Anthony grabs Blade's hand after a right hand, and grins evilly, knowing he's been toying with Blade all this time. Anthony pushes down on Blade's hand, pushing Blade down in the process, before lifting Blade up with one arm and slinging him to the steel hard. Blade arches his back in pain, but still is able to roll out of the way of a Voorhees elbow. Both men get back to their feet, but Blade doesn't stay on it for too long as Anthony charges and rams him back first into the entrance set. Anthony steps back so he can get some space to run, and then charges at Blade with a clothesline. Blade dodges the clothesline, and gets Voorhees with a forearm right to the face. Voorhees spares no time and drops Blade with a massive right hand and he steps back to allow Blade to get to his feet, so he can punish him more. Blade slowly gets back to his feet, feeling a bit winded from the fight, and gets the jump on Anthony with a right hand of his own. Voorhees barely is fazed by the right, and kicks Blade right in the gut, doubling Blade over. Anthony takes a few steps backwards, before running in...but Blade drops to his back, and MONKEY FLIPS VOORHEES RIGHT OFF THE STAGE AND THROUGH A TABLE!

Sharpton: YES! KILL THAT SON OF A b***h BRIAN! Sorry folks, I'll try and be objective, but you have to understand that Anthony Voorhees has taken so many lives in the interest of being World Champion, that it's very hard not to root for Brian Blade in this situation.

The crowd agrees with James, for once, as they begin a "HOLY s**t" for the spot. Blade walks down the ramp a bit, and holds his hand out to the crowd. The fans obligate him by handing over another chair. Blade, wielding his third chair of the fight, walks back up the ramp and then to the edge of the stage where Voorhees flew off of. Seeing Anthony stirring, about to get back to a vertical base, Blade steps back and looks up. He says a few words to heaven, and then runs and leaps off the stage, doing a full Shooting Star Press onto Voorhees with the chair underneath him! Both men look rather beat up after Blade's insane 10 foot dive, with Blade rolling off of Anthony into the broken remnants of table. The cessasion is ended rather sharply as Voorhees sits up. Blade crawls to his feet once again, looking a little shocked as Anthony picks up the chair and stands up. Voorhees stalks Blade with the chair, but Blade doesn't back down, he just reaches out and is handed another chair by one of the seemingly endless number of helpful fans during this match. Blade and Anthony both swing their chairs at the same time, and the predictable clang is produced. The two look back up, and then try again, with the same result as Voorhees' low shot is blocked by Blade's chair. Finally, Blade says ******** this s**t and throws his chair at Voorhees, who blocks it with his own before being speared to the ground by a very angry Sayvior.

Blade rains down some lefts and rights to Voorhees, but the big man seems to show no pain at these shots as he just shoves Blade up and off of him. In fact, he's so strong at this point in the brawl that he is actually able to push Blade up and onto the ramp. Blade rolls to his feet as Voorhees climbs up, and for the first time since the beginning of the fight, these two are within a few feet of the ring. Blade hammers a few stiff kicks into the heart of a prone Voorhees, before dragging him to his feet by his hair. He drags him a little closer to the ring, and then Irish whips Voorhees, but the Terror Ryzer reverses, and Blade nearly collides face first into the demonic looking structure Hika Lai has constructed. However, Blade does stop his momentum before colliding with the tables, but it's not enough to keep him on his feet as he turns around and is leveled with a Voorhees lariat. Brian does a mid-air flip from the move's momentum, and lands squarely on his back. Anthony grins at Blade and, once again pulling the hair, moves him away from the set of tables. Voorhees pulls Blade to his feet, gives him a swift elbow to the face that possibly could have knocked out a tooth under the right circumstances, and slams him face first into the steel ring post. Giving Blade a swift knee to the back so he stays in place, Voorhees looks under the ring and then pulls out a trash can that seems to be full of different wepons in it. Anthony reaches into the can, roots around a bit, and with a sadistic look on his face, pulls out what looks like a wooden block, covered with tacks.

Sharpton: This does not look good for Brian Blade, let me tell you that! That block could rip apart flesh almost as much as the barbed wire!

Voorhees hammers the tack block right into Blade's back, and the BTWF owner immediately screams out in pain as he drops to his knees. Voorhees doesn't relent, squirming and wiggling the tacks into Brian's back before ripping them out, if it hadn't of been for the two shirts Blade is wearing, his back may have been ripped up nastily. Voorhees lifts the bloody tack block into the air, and, in a nearly impossible sight, is looking a little more evil now than he does normally. Anthony pulls Blade off of the steel ring post, and quickly throws him into the steel barrier. Voorhees then carefully steps onto the apron, hoping not to slip and fall into the bed of barbed wire that is next to him. Anthony takes a few cautious steps backwards, before running forward and diving off towards Blade.... But Brian drops out of the way, and Anthony cracks his face right into the barrier. Voorhees immediately drops to the floor, clutching his face ever so slightly. Blade picks himself up, and with a big pop from the crowd still watching this brutal fight, he grabs the tack block. He waits for Anthony to stand up, before running in and planting the block right into his back! Oh, but Blade is not done at all, as he starts to rub it backwards and forwards over Anthony's back, causing him to bleed and ripping apart his shiny shirt. Blade pulls the block out of Anthony's back forcefully, and tosses it into the ring. After grabbing the trash can full of plunder and throwing it into the ring, Blade grabs Voorhees by his red hair and brings him to his feet. With an insane look on his face, Blade snaps Voorhees with a few headbutts right to the skull before throwing him under the bottom rope and into the ring. Blade carefully slides in himself, and finally, both men are in the ring and this match can finally officially begin!