The intro video, hyping tonight's show plays to the song “Uprising” by Muse. As the video comes to an end, the cameras come into focus inside the completely sold out FedExForum. The cameras pan over the cheering fans until they focus on the most elaborate entrance stage RCW has ever had. Pyros explode from the set and rampway as the fans continue to cheer and clap. Pyros also explode from above the ring and from the turnbuckles as the cameras pan around ringside. The cameras focus on the fans once again, zooming in on the signs they have made and brought to the show. Finally the cameras pan over to the announce table, where Lester Daley and Floyd Boyd are seated.

FB: I can barely here you Daley due to all these screaming fans and I've got to say, I am not complaining.

LD: This place is packed which just proves how much our fans are looking forward to what we have in store for them tonight.

FB: Ase is going to destroy Doug in RCW's first ever Cell match.

LD: It truly will be Hell on Earth for those two competitors. We will also be crowning a new Natural Champion as Jeffrey Hollywood and Creed Michaels battle it out in a Ladder match.

FB: Don't forget we will see High Society put their titles on the line against any team that feels like entering the Gauntlet.

LD: Also we are going to see the induction of GRENDEL into the Circle of Legends.

FB: I should be getting inducted, not him.

LD: Don't even start Floyd. Before we get to our opening match, let's send it backstage as our Southern Heritage Champion, Doug Gavelon has some words for GRENDEL's induction tonight.

FB: Nobody cares what that chump has to say.

Inside his locker room, sitting on a metal folding chair and patting his RCW Southern Heritage Title, Doug Gavelon looks up at the camera; smiling as he thinks about his days spent around the man known as GRENDEL.

DG: Grendel, or GRENDEL, know that I’ve always taken great delight in telling the tale in how I used my win over you to propel myself to even greater success here in RCW. By beating you and taking your World Title in your VERY FIRST defense, my career shot right to the top and I truly became the only wrestler that matters.

Doug licks his lips as he gets a serious look on his face.

DG: But, of course, a win over you wouldn’t have meant so much if you weren’t so great to begin with. I have an unbelievable respect for the way you climbed to the top in World Pro for three years and finally became the top guy in the company. Only a man with great resolve could fight tooth and nail each and every night; never give up; never lose sight of the prize; finally accomplishing his goal as World Champion. Gren, congratulations on this honor as there’s no question that you truly deserve it.

Doug gives a respectful nod towards the camera as it fades back to Lester and Floyd at ringside.

LD: Some very kind and thoughtful words from our Champion.

FB: Again, nobody cares what he has to say. We only care about him finally losing that title tonight to Ase.

LD: You really do have a one track mind.

FB: And you wear roadkill on your head, so what's your point?

Lester takes a deep breath as he shakes his head.

LD: I'm going to just move on.

FB: How about we just go to the ring for our opening match.

LD: For once, I agree with you Floyd. Let's send it to Trip Gordan.

Trip Gordan climbs into the ring and stands next to referee Colt Tatum.

The fans cheer.

TG: The rules are simple, if any of the RCW “Jobbers” can pin either of the Robotos, they will win 25,000 Yen.

The fans clap.

FB: WOW, I'd love to have 25,000 Yen.

LD: You do realize that 25,000 Yen is only about 269 American dollars right?

FB: Of course I do.

LD: Just checking.

TG: Introducing first, the team of Domo and Arigato... The Robotos!

The lights in the arena go out as “Mr. Roboto” by Styx plays. Several flashes of light go off until finally the arena lights come back on. The fans cheer as Domo and Arigato are standing in the ring with hands raised.

TG: Introducing their opponents... the RCW “Jobbers”!

The fans have a mixture of cheers and boos as “Uprising” by Muse plays and several RCW “jobbers” walk out from the back. They make their way down to ringside, some slapping hands with fans as others focus on The Robotos.

LD: Look at the competitors around the ring right now Floyd, we've got Jamie James, Reggie Rogers, Mark Brantley, Nathan Sanders, Kip Reeves, Willy Franklin, Lee Jackson, and Frank Rogers.

FB: Competitors? These curtain jerkers can not be referred to as competitors, they are “Jobbers”. Get it right Daley.

LD: Why can't they be competitors?

FB: In order to be a competitor, you have to pose some sense of competition and these jokers just suck.

LD: You truly are one of a kind Floyd.

FB: Thanks.

LD: That's not a compliment.

Trip leaves the ring as Colt calls for the opening bell. Willy Franklin is first to slide into the ring and rushes right at Domo, who lifts him high in the air and drops him with ease in a powerslam. Arigato lifts Willy up and drills him head into the mat with a piledriver. He makes the cover.

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TG: Willy Franklin is out of the match!

FB: Next.

Jamie and Reggie both climbs onto the aprons and springboard into the ring, only to get caught. Domo and Arigato deliver bodyslams at the same time as the fans cheer. Arigato pulls Jamie to his feet and whips him into the corner as Domo sends Reggie into the same corner, causing him to crash right into his partner. Arigato whips Domo into the corner, who delivers a huge corner clothesline. He moves out of the way as Arigato comes running in and nails a big splash to both Reggie and Jamie.

Fans: ROBOTOS... ROBOTOS... ROBOTOS!!!!!

LD: The fans are solidly behind the Robotos tonight.

FB: What are they hiding behind those masks though?

LD: Who says they are hiding anything?

FB: It's a fact that anyone who wears a mask, is hiding something.

LD: Oh, I see.

Domo lifts Reggie up and connects with a stalling suplex slam as Arigato hits a vicious brainbuster on Jamie. The Robotos cover The Phenomenals.

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TG: Jamie James and Reggie Rogers have been eliminated from this match!

They roll out of the ring as The Robotos raise their arms in the center of the ring, much to the delight of the crowd. Sanders and Brantley quickly slide in and roll both men up in school boy pins.

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LD: Both Robotos kick out!

FB: Of course, remember Nathan and Mark are not real competition.

Domo is up and delivers a huge clothesline to Mark as Arigato connects with several chops, followed by a stiff right hand. Domo gets Mark in a tight bear hug as Arigato locks in a camel clutch on Nathan. It isn't long before both men tap out as the fans cheer and clap.

TG: Nathan Sanders and Mark Brantley are both out of this match!

FB: A true competitor would not have tapped out like a little bitch right there.

LD: FLOYD!

FB: WHAT?!

LD: What your mouth.

FB: We are on Pay-Per-View so just loosen up old man.

Lee Jackson gets in the ring and locks up with Domo, who is able to quickly overpower him. He lifts Lee up and slams him in the middle of the ring as he motions for Arigato to go to the top. The fans erupt in loud cheers as Arigato climbs up and jumps off with a big elbow drop. He covers.

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TG: Lee Jackson is gone!

The fans cheer for The Robotos as Lee rolls out of the ring, being helped by Dixie.

LD: Wow Domo and Arigato are making fast work of their opponents tonight.

FB: Did you expect anything less? At no point should anyone of thought this would have been a match of the year candidate. It is what it is, pathetic.

LD: I'm sure people think back on your matches and say the same thing.

FB: HOW DARE YOU!

The sound of Floyd smacking Daley across the face can be heard as Kip Reeves waves off The Robotos and grabs a beer out of the hand of a fan at ringside. He chugs it and heads up the ramp and into the back.

LD: OUCH!!!! I can't believe you just hit me!!!

FB: Watch yourself otherwise you'll get another!

LD: I should hit you back.

FB: Try it and that hairpiece won't be the only dead thing at this table.

Frank Rogers slides into the ring and nails Arigato in the back with his nightstick as the fans boo.

LD: COME ON!

FB: Rogers is a Corrections Officer, by law he is allowed to use that nightstick if he feels the situation calls for it.

LD: That's a bunch of crap and you know it.

Arigato goes down as Frank turns and charges at Domo, who ducks the nightstick shot. Domo lifts him into the air and drills Rogers back to the mat with a huge spinebuster. He pulls Frank up and nails a massive sit down powerbomb as Arigato gets up.

LD: What a powerbomb by Domo!

FB: Looks like they aren't finished yet.

Arigato picks Rogers up, kicks him in the gut and drives him into the mat with a double arm DDT. The fans cheer as both Robotos put a boot on his chest for the cover.

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The fans cheer as Colt raises their hands in victory.

TG: Here are your winners, Domo and Arigato... THE ROBOTOS!!!!!

The fans continue to cheer as Domo and Arigato shake hands and the lights go back out.

FB: Is this really necessary?

LD: I think it's a great way to make an entrance or exit.

FB: Well it does have one advantage, I don't have to see your ugly mug right now.

LD: The feeling is mutual.

FB: So does that mean you don't have any mirrors in your house?

LD: What? NO!

The lights come back on and The Robotos are gone. The camera goes backstage to show Wacko Carl taping up his wrists in his locker room as Doug Gavelon comes in to check on him.

DG: Are you ready, man?

WC: Of course I’m ready.

DG: How’s the head feeling? Did you check with the doctor today?

A perturbed look comes over Carl.

WC: Hey, I signed the damn waver, I trained hard the past few days and I’m ready to go.

DG: Alright…just to be safe, I think I should go out there with you.

WC: No you won’t. You’ll stay back here until your match and that’s that.

DG: But Carl man…

Carl puts his hand up to signal Doug to stop.

WC: Look, I don’t care if I lose, I don’t care if HJ attacks me when I walk out this door, and I don’t care if the rest of his thugs attack me when I get out there. I’m going to do this on my own and I’m going to do it for Beavis. One way or another, I’m going to avenge my partner…by myself. Promise me, Doug; promise me that you won’t get involved.

Doug sighs and looks to the side as he thinks about this.

WC: DOUG!

Finally, Doug nods his head; looking back up at Carl.

DG: Alright man, I’ll keep my nose clean but just make sure you come back in one piece.

Carl smiles at his 7DA partner.

WC: Hey, you know me.

Doug just nods his head and leaves the room. After he does, Carl squints his eyes and grabs at his head. He shakes it off as if shaking out some cobwebs and finishes taping his wrists. The cameras go back to ringside as Trip once again stands in the center of the ring. Referee Ernie “Peanut” Jones stands in the far corner.

TG: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the Anything Goes Grudge Match!

The fans cheer and clap.

TG: There are no disqualifications, no count outs, falls count anywhere in the building and there must be a winner either by pinfall or submission!

The fans start clapping louder.

TG: Introducing first…from the Little Town of Bethlehem, weighing 300 pounds… “The Messiah of Destruction” Hardcore Jesus!

The lights go out in the arena except for a lone, white spotlight on the entranceway as “Jesus Christ Superstar” plays over the PA system. At the end of the orchestral intro, the song transitions into “Personal Jesus” by Marilyn Manson as Hardcore Jesus walks through the curtain. He is met by a chorus of boos as he raises his arms into a crucifix. Suddenly, he is knocked over by a chair shot to the delight of the crowd. The lights come back on to reveal the attacker is Wacko Carl.

As the music dies down, Ernie calls for the bell.

LD: And this match is already underway! Carl has taken the initiative and attacked HJ at the entranceway.

FB: That’s just terrible! How dare he attack a holy man from behind like that?

LD: First off, HJ isn’t a holy man. Secondly, HJ and Creed have been attacking everybody they meet from behind. Carl’s just paying them back.

Carl takes the chair and whacks HJ across the back again. HJ writhes in pain as he gets to his feet. HJ swings his kendo stick but Carl blocks it with the chair. He then kicks HJ in the midsection, drops the chair to the floor, hooks HJ in a front headlock and drops him with a DDT.

LD: We have our first cover of the match!

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LD: NO! HJ gets the shoulder up.

FB: HJ’s a tough son of a bitch; he won’t go down to a DDT.

LD: Just because we’re on pay-per-view doesn’t mean you should swear all the time.

FB: Frankly my dear nerd, I don’t give a-

LD: FLOYD!

FB: Darn!

Carl takes the chair and smashes it over HJ’s head. He then reaches into the crowd, grabs another chair and does the same. He repeats the same action from the other side of the guardrail as the crowd goes wild.

Fans: USE MY CHAIR! USE MY CHAIR!

Suddenly, Floyd gets to his feet and tries to take his chair towards the two men. Lester stands up and stops him.

LD: Floyd, you can’t give Carl your chair. You’ll just get hurt.

FB: Who said I’d let Carl use my chair?

LD: Just shut up and sit down.

Relenting, Floyd sits back in his chair as Carl slams HJ’s head into the nearest ring post. He then Irish whips HJ into the ring steps before raising his arms victoriously in the air for the fans.

LD: It should be noted that this match isn’t sanctioned by RCW. HJ has never been cleared by any doctor to fully continue his career and Carl had to sign a waver due to the concussion he suffered at the hands of HJ.

FB: Good! HJ should have the perfect target then.

LD: Concussions are a serious matter, Floyd. Carl not only could suffer its effects for years but could possibly die.

FB: Hey, he was stupid enough to sign a waver so he deserves what he gets.

LD: You’re going to Hell.

FB: I’ll see you there, four eyes.

After rolling him into the ring, HJ starts to grab at his boot. Soon, he pulls out a long spike but hides it from Carl. Once Carl climbs into the ring and goes to pick HJ up, HJ nails Carl right in the forehead with the weapon. Carl doubles over in pain as HJ twirls the spike in his hand. HJ then picks Carl up, gets behind him and continuously drives the spike into his forehead; further opening up a nasty cut on Carl.

LD: And this one has gotten nasty in a hurry. HJ has used that hidden spike to a great advantage.

FB: Hey, you just got done saying how this thing isn’t sanctioned so good for him. GO HJ!

LD: Since you’re a cheerleader, shouldn’t you be wearing a skirt?

FB: Well, a skirt really doesn’t match my jacket and…ah shut up!

HJ rolls to the outside and picks up his kendo stick in his right hand; one of the chairs in his left. He gets back into the ring, drops the chair and pulverizes his kendo stick across Carl’s jaw; dropping the New Level member to the mat. HJ then picks Carl back up, places what’s left of the kendo stick across his throat and drops him back to the mat.

LD: A White Russian Legsweep by HJ! Cover!

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LD: And somehow Wacko Carl gets the shoulder up!

FB: Whoever came up with the phrase “more guts than brains” certainly had Carl in mind. He should just stay down and accept the beating coming to him.

HJ tosses Carl into the corner before rushing him and hitting an Avalanche splash. He backs up as Carl slumps to the bottom turnbuckle. HJ rushes him again and hits a cannonball splash.

LD: HJ going for another cover!

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LD: NO! Carl with a foot on the rope.

FB: I so wish people would know when they’re conquered.

LD: …you were watching “Gladiator” again last night, weren’t you?

FB: UNLEASH HELL!

LD: Good god.

HJ grabs hold of Carl by the head as Carl bleeds all over HJ’s robe. As HJ panders to the crowd, getting boos for his troubles, Carl recovers in time and nails a low blow. As HJ writhes on the mat, Carl reaches into his boot and pulls out the spike. When HJ looks up, Carl spears him, gets him in a side headlock on the mat and repeatedly stabs HJ in the head with the spike.

Fans: HO-LY SHIT!!!! HO-LY SHIT!!!!

Carl then just digs the spike into the open wound as HJ screams out in pain. Carl finally releases the hold before backing up and kicking HJ in the face.

LD: And Carl has taken the advantage back in this match-up.

FB: Come on, HJ; finish him off!

Carl climbs to the outside and reaches under the ring. He pulls out a table and slides it into the ring. He’s met by an incensed HJ who starts pummeling him with fists. Carl quickly recovers and starts firing back. Soon enough, his strikes turn to head butts. Again and again, Carl nails HJ with a head butt until HJ finally falls to the ground. Carl finishes setting up the table and lifts HJ up for the Wacked Out.

LD: This could be all over, Floyd, if he hits this.

FB: NOOOOO!

Suddenly, Carl lets HJ go as he staggers around the ring. He grabs at his head for a moment before falling to the ground; lying motionless. HJ quickly recovers and looks over his opponent. With an evil smile, HJ reaches back into his robe and pulls out a container of lighter fluid and a matchbox. He empties the fluid onto the table before throwing the empty container outside. He then strikes a match on the box and sets the table ablaze.

LD: Oh no! OH MY GOD NO! SOMEBODY STOP THIS!

FB: THIS IS GREAT! FINISH HIM OFF!

HJ lifts the lifeless Carl into the air by the neck before dropping him through the burning table.

LD: RELEASE INNER LIGHT THROUGH THE BURNING TABLE! Cover by HJ!

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LD: Finally, this one’s over!

FB: YES! YES! YES!

The crowd boos.

TG: Here is your winner... HARDCORE JESUS!

LD: Carl’s terribly injured; we need some help out here now!

As HJ raises his arms in the air to the sound of unmerciful boos, Creed comes rushing down to the ring; Maya in toe. Creed signals something to HJ who picks Carl back up. Creed takes the spike that was laying on the mat and drives it full force into Carl’s head.

LD: Oh come on now! Enough is enough!

Peanut tries to wave the attack off but Maya tosses him to the outside. Creed then grabs hold of Carl, lifts him into the air and nails a falcon arrow.

LD: Soulcrusher on the injured Wacko Carl! I can’t believe this is happening AGAIN!

FB: It is, Daley, so sit back and enjoy it.

HJ lifts Carl back up as Creed cocks the spike in his right hand. As he rushes at Carl, HJ suddenly lets go and rolls out of the ring as Doug Gavelon comes rushing down to the ring. Creed does the same before Doug can nail him with a chair. As Creed, HJ and Maya celebrate outside, Doug checks on the still motionless Carl.

LD: Doug broke his promise from earlier but he really had no choice: no man can just sit back and watch his friend get attacked like that.

FB: So, not only is Doug a loser as we’ll see tonight but he’s a liar too. Yeah, that’s a great role model for the kids to have.

LD: Would you shut up, Floyd? We’ve just seen Doug’s last friend viciously attacked and left for dead here tonight. The 7 Day Army has been completely dismantled.

FB: Good.

Doug yells for help as Creed and his followers head backstage. Several medical staff come down and slide into the ring. The fans are pretty much silent as they tend to Carl.

LD: How can Creed and HJ continue to do this? Don't they have any compassion or decency at all?

FB: Are you seriously asking that?

LD: ... no, I already know the answer.

The camera goes backstage as we see a shot of a person’s boots. A voice is heard off screen.

?: Hey, Mr. Wizard, move your piece up a few feet.

The camera moves up and focuses on the person’s six pack.

?: Oh yeah, that’s the money shot. Still, the view gets even better a few more feet up.

Finally, the camera focuses on the person‘s face; he’s a handsome young man with a cocky smile from ear-to-ear.

?: That’s better. Now, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Christopher James Swanson but everyone calls me CJ. As you can see, I have the figure of a Greek God and have the charisma of Muhammad Ali. Soon enough, you will see that I not only have the power of a Grendel and the technical prowess of a TooSexy but the heart and determination to win my matches greater than both men combined. Get ready, RCW, because a touch of class is about to come down the pike. You will see just how “Sensational” this CJ truly is. You know it…I’ll prove it.

A slight chuckle escapes his lips before CJ Swanson makes his exit. Cameras go back to ringside.

LD: A new face to RCW, I look forward to seeing what he's capable of inside the ring.

FB: I already like him.

LD: Why am I not surprised?

FB: Cause I know talent when I see it.

LD: Well Floyd, we are about to see the RCW Hog Wild Tag Team Champions, High Society put their titles on the line against any team that wants a shot at them.

FB: This should be good.

LD: The question is, will Page and Vauxhall have what it takes to retain their gold?

FB: They are one of the best teams I've ever seen, but I know what Hollywood is able to do when he sets his mind to something and he wants those titles.

LD: Let's go to Trip for the introductions.

The fans cheer as Trip climbs into the ring, along side senior official, Butch Fitzpatrick.

TG: It's time for the Open Challenge Gauntlet Match where High Society are putting their Hog Wild Tag Team Titles on the line!

The fans cheer loudly.

TG: Introducing first, from the United Kingdom, the reigning RCW Hog Wild Tag Team Champions, Jonathan Page and Vauxhall... High Society!

The ominous bass line of ‘Blood Money’ sounds as “Dandy” Jonathan Page skips on to the arena stage; arms aloft. He primps and preens as Vauxhall and Georgia Lee emerge from behind the curtain and follow him down the aisle; Vauxhall kneading his fist into the palm of his hand as he walks. Page climbs the steps as Vauxhall hops onto the apron and waits for the big man to part the ropes for him. Vauxhall follows him; stepping over the top rope. Once in the ring, Vauxhall helps Page remove his robe before disposing of his own leather jacket. Page hops around the ring and goes through a series of stretches as Vauxhall looks on impassively with the tag titles around their waists.

LD: They were able to retain those belts against the former champs, The New Level at High Stakes but with them laying out this open challenge tonight, I've got to think the stakes are even higher for them now.

FB: They will have to work in order to walk out still Champions, that's for sure.

Page and Vauxhall focus their attention towards the entranceway as Georgia Lee stands at ringside.

TG: Introducing their first opponents in this match...

The fans all turn and look at the stage in anticipation.

LD: Who will it be first?

“Voodoo Child" by Hendrix blares.

TG: Hailing from "The Devil's Kitchen Dojo” and accompanied to the ring by Luca Altieri, the team of Juan Victor Chavez and Casanova!

LD: The rumors are true Floyd, Casanova and Juan Victor Chavez are here to challenge High Society for their belts!

FB: What's with this oWo crap?

LD: The oWo was a great group, a group that Grendel himself was apart of.

FB: That was a long time ago Daley, for these two to be wearing those shirts... talk about living in the past. Get over it already, geezz.

LD: I think you're just jealous that you were never asked to be apart of the oWo.

FB: HA! I don't associate with losers... unless I am sitting next to you at this table, that is.

LD: Funny Floyd.

Page and Vauxhall stand in their corner, talking with each other and with Georgia as Chavez and Nova climb into the ring. They pose on the turnbuckles as High Society shake their heads at them. They get down and toss their shirts to ringside as Butch calls for the bell.

FB: Let's go Champs.

LD: Already counting Juan and Nova out?

FB: Of course, they're losers.

LD: What do you actually know about them or their careers?

FB: I know the most important thing... they are LOSERS!

Vauxhall goes to the apron, as does Casanova while Page and Juan meet in the center of the ring. Page pokes fun at Chavez as he turns his nose up at him.

FB: See, Jonathan who is a man of class and dignity knows that JVC is nothing more than a bottom feeding punk.

LD: You better cool it Floyd.

FB: I can speak my mind all I want, that is why I get paid the big bucks.

LD: Sure, whatever you say.

Juan offers a test of strength as Page almost seems disgusted by it. Chavez takes a step towards Page, who quickly holds up his hands and takes a few steps backwards. He smirks as he holds his hand out and Vauxhall tags in.

FB: How about that test of strength now Chavez?

LD: Clearly Vauxhall would overpower him.

FB: Exactly, I'd love to see it.

As the big man steps over the rope, Juan runs and bounces off the ropes. Vauxhall comes at him and drops him with a big boot right to the jaw. Vauxhall chuckles as he backs up and bounces off the ropes, but as he takes a step towards Juan, he suddenly stumbles and falls to the mat.

FB: What happened?

LD: I don't know, but Vauxhall is holding his right leg.

Page sensing his partner may be in trouble, tags himself back in to the match. Vauxhall immediately rolls out of the ring and falls to the arena floor, where Georgia is quickly by his side. Page tries to talk with Georgia as Chavez goes to his corner, where Casanova tags in.

FB: I think Vauxhall is hurt.

LD: I agree with you Floyd, it looked like his right leg buckled as he bounces off the ropes.

Nova rushes over and spins Page around. He hooks him and rolls him up in a tight small package as Butch is there for the count.

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FB: WHAT???!!!

The fans are stunned.

TG: High Society are eliminated from gauntlet!

Page seemingly unaffected by being pinned, quickly rolls out to his partner as medical staff rush out to ringside.

LD: The Champions have just lost.

FB: I can't believe it.

LD: Hopefully Vauxhall isn't hurt too bad.

Trip stands near the time keeper as he announces the next team.

TG: Introducing the next team in this match...

Before Trip can get another word out, Jeffrey Hollywood and Josh Davis sprint down the ramp.

LD: Hollywood and Davis are out here as medical are taking Vauxhall up the ramp and into the back.

FB: Well this just means we will be crowning new Hog Wild Champions in this match.

LD: Jeffrey and Josh didn't even wait to be introduced, they just shot right to the ring and now both teams are going at it as Butch is trying to separate them.

FB: Fitzpatrick needs to just stand back and let them go at it.

Finally Hollywood and Casanova go to their corners as Josh and Chavez lock up. Davis gets the advantage with a wrist lock which he quickly turns into a hammerlock. Juan struggles to get free but Davis lifts him up for a back drop suplex. Chavez manages to flip backwards and get out of the hold, landing behind Josh. JVC wraps his arms around Josh's waist and runs forward, pushing Josh chest first into the ropes.

LD: Juan trying to get control here.

FB: No chance against Josh.

Chavez goes to roll backwards, but Josh hangs on. Juan rolls to his feet as Josh jumps onto the middle rope and springboards backwards. Juan ducks and Davis lands on his feet behind Chavez. This time Davis locks his hands around Juan's waist and rushes him chest first into the ropes. Just like Davis did, Chavez holds onto the top rope as Josh rolls backwards. As he gets to his feet, Juan is able to springboard off the middle rope and connect with a back elbow. The fans cheer.

LD: What great action we are already seeing here.

FB: It's not that great, Davis is down.

LD: Once again I ask you to PLEASE be unbiased for one moment.

FB: No thanks, I stand behind the guys who have talent, not losers like you Daley.

LD: We should not pick sides Floyd, we should be able to call a match right down the middle as it happens.

FB: The day you shut up, I will call a match being perfectly unbiased.

LD: I get paid to talk, I can't just stay quiet during an entire match.

FB: Then stop commenting on how I may or may not be biased during matched.

Josh is up but gets taken down with an armdrag. Both men to their feet as Chavez hits a second armdrag, followed by a drop kick. Josh rolls out of the ring as the fans boo. Juan runs, jumps over the ropes and dives out at Davis, who is able to move out of the way. The fans watch on as Chavez crashes hard to the ground while Josh grins.

LD: Davis able to side step the flying Juan just in time.

FB: See, that's why he's a loser. If he actually had the talent that Hollywood or Davis has, he would not have missed that.

LD: You are unbelievable.

FB: Thanks man.

LD: Once again Floyd... THAT'S NOT A COMPLIMENT!

FB: Relax Daley, just do you're job and call the match.

LD: ...

Josh grabs Chavez and rolls him back into the ring. Josh slides in and pulls Juan to his feet before nailing him with a reverse suplex. Josh rolls him over and delivers a springboard splash which he holds for the pin.

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LD: KICK OUT!

Josh picks Juan up and pulls him to his corner, where he tags in his brother. Hollywood gets in the ring and kicks Chavez right in the midsection. Hollywood connects with a slingshot suplex followed immediately by a standing shooting star press. He holds it for the cover.

FB: COME ON!

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LD: SHOULDER UP!

FB: CRAP!

Hollywood hits a bodyslam and tags Josh back in. Josh goes for a knee drop off the top but Chavez moves out of the way, causing Davis to connect with nothing but canvas. Juan rolls to his corner where he tags in Casanova. Davis gets to his feet as Nova comes in and hits a few knife-edge chops. Josh tries to fight back but Casanova delivers a drop kick right to his knees.

LD: Nova keeping control of Davis here.

FB: Enjoy it while it lasts because it won't be long before Josh gets the momentum back.

Nova grabs Josh by the head and delivers a running bulldog, followed by a cover.

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FB: KICK OUT!

Casanova is quick with a small package as Butch is right there to count.

LD: This is how he eliminated High Society just a few minutes ago.

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FB: KICK OUT AGAIN!

Casanova pulls Josh to his feet and lands a stalling vertical suplex. Nova goes to the far corner and climbs up as some of the fans cheer. Nova jumps off the top with a 450 splash but Davis is able to get his knees up at the last second. Casanova rolls over, holding his ribs in pain.

FB: THERE YA GO!

LD: Josh makes the much needed tag to Hollywood.

Jeffrey rushes in, hooks Nova's head and nails a corkscrew neckbreaker. Instead of going for the cover, Hollywood floats over and kneels over Nova, raining down repeated forearm smashes to his face. Casanova tries to cover up but finally Hollywood gets to his feet.

FB: Yeah, I don't hear any oWo chants now.

Hollywood pulls Nova to his feet and whips him into the corner. He follows up with a clothesline and then lifts Casanova up, trapping him in a tree of woe.

LD: We have seen this several times before.

FB: I love this move!

As Hollywood goes across the ring to the opposite corner, Josh drops off the apron and goes over to the corner Nova is trapped in. Josh reaches in, grabs Nova's head, and pulls it back as Jeffrey runs across the ring, back towards Casanova. Hollywood jumps into the air and seems to almost freeze in time for a moment, before drop kicking Nova right in the face as Josh lets his grip go.

FB: Beautifully done.

LD: Butch is warning Josh to get back on the apron in his own corner.

Hollywood drags Nova, who has fallen to the mat, to the center of the ring. He covers.

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LD: JUAN MAKES THE SAVE!

Butch makes Juan get back to his corner as Hollywood pulls Casanova to his feet. Nova wraps his arms around him and tries to take him down, but Hollywood fights back. They via for control all around the ring, with Chavez being able to tag himself in without Hollywood seeing.

LD: Juan just tagged his partner's shoulder.

FB: I don't think Hollywood saw it.

Hollywood finally lands a big knee right to the gut, and hooks Nova's arms. He turns him around, looking to go for his “Main Attraction” but Chavez springboards off the ropes and connects with a drop kick. Nova rolls to his corner and gets back out on the apron as Chavez is able to hit another drop kick, followed by a spinning heel kick.

LD: Chavez is like a house of fire here.

FB: What does that even mean?

LD: Oh you know.

FB: No, I don't. Actually I don't think anyone does because you just made it up in hopes of sounding cool.

LD: Whatever, just focus on the match.

FB: I WAS RIGHT... HA HA!

With Hollywood down, Chavez hits a knee drop as the fans clap and cheer. Hollywood rolls to his corner and tags his brother in. Josh jumps in and ducks a clothesline by Chavez. He keeps running, bounces off the ropes as Chavez bounces off the opposite ropes. As they meet in the center of the ring, Josh takes him down with a STO sweep.

FB: Looks like Josh just put out the fire, huh Daley?

LD: Shut up... I hate you.

Josh pulls him up and lifts him onto his shoulders for a fireman's carry. He tosses Juan forward and falls to his back, with his knees up so Chavez comes down stomach first across them. Davis pulls Chavez to his feet and mocks him. Josh then nails a snap suplex, rolls him and Juan back to their feet, hitting a second snap suplex. Josh again rolls them both back to their feet and nails a vicious brainbuster. Josh covers...

FB: This is it!

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LD: KICK OUT!

FB: NO WAY!

Josh takes a few steps back and watches as Juan rolls himself to the far corner and starts to pull himself up. Just as Chavez gets to his feet, Davis sprints across the ring at him, nailing Juan square in the jaw with a vicious boot.

FB: GOODBYE TOOTH!!!!!

Chavez crumbles to the mat as Josh drags him away from the ropes and covers.

FB: NEW CHAMPS!!!

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LD: NOVA WITH THE SAVE!!!

Casanova gets back to his corner while yelling for his partner to make the tag. Josh goes for a leaping piledriver but Juan reverses with a back body drop. Chavez dives and makes the tag to Casanova, who charges right in at Davis. They exchange a few blows before Davis rakes him in the eyes. The crowd boos as Butch gives the warning.

LD: Cheap.

FB: Now who's biased?

LD: I am just saying, raking the eyes is a cheap move no matter who does it.

Davis kicks Nova and hooks him for a DDT. He mocks the fans, giving Nova the opportunity to reverse right into a northern lights suplex. He holds it for the pin.

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FB: HOLLYWOOD IN FOR THE SAVE!

Hollywood kicks Nova in the gut, breaking up the count as Butch gets him back to his corner. Josh gets to his feet and sends Nova into the turnbuckles. He lifts him up to the top rope but Casanova fights back. He nails a few shots to the head, before hooking Davis and delivering a high impact tornado DDT out of the corner. The fans cheer as he covers.

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FB: SHOULDER UP!

Casanova pulls Josh up and hits a Rude Awaking Neckbreaker.

LD: He calls that the Dimmer Switch.

FB: Lame, just like him.

LD: THAT'S ENOUGH FLOYD!

Nova climbs to the top and signals for the end.

LD: Casanova could be looking for the Novabomb here!

Before Nova can jump, Hollywood distracts Fitzpatrick long enough for Davis to jump and hit the ropes. This causes Nova to crutch himself on the top rope. He falls off and rolls to his corner, where he tags in Chavez. Juan goes over and spins Josh around....

FB: DAZED & AMAZED!!!

LD: OUT OF NOWHERE!!!

The fans are on their feet as Josh was able to hit his finisher without warning. Both men lay on the mat, not moving.

FB: Come on Davis, roll over and end this!

LD: Neither man is moving Floyd.

Butch starts the ten count.

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Both men start moving slightly.

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FB: GET UP JOSH!

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LD: BOTH MEN MANAGE TO MAKE THE TAG!

Hollywood and Nova get back into the ring. Hollywood goes for a punch but is blocked as Nova nails a series of shots before landing a big right hand. Hollywood gets up and goes for a clothesline only to have Nova duck behind. Casanova delivers a German suplex and points to the top rope.

LD: Casanova once again calling for his Novabomb!

FB: Look out Hollywood!

Casanova climbs to the top and looks down at the motionless Hollywood. He smiles, points out to the fans and jumps off with his shooting star press. Hollywood is able to roll out of the way at the last second but Nova manages to land on his feet.

LD: That could have spelled disaster for Nova.

Hollywood is quickly up to his feet, grabs Casanova and lifts him up for a high angle back drop suplex but he drives him forward, face first to the mat with a reverse sit down powerbomb.

FB: HIGHLIGHT OF THE NIGHT!!!

Hollywood makes the cover.

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Josh rushes over and prevents Chavez from making the save...

3!!!

Butch calls for the bell as the fans give a mixed reaction.

FB: YES!!!!

TG: Here are your winners... and NEW RCW HOG WILD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... JEFFREY HOLLYWOOD & JOSH DAVIS!

Butch hands the titles to Hollywood and Davis as Luca helps Nova and Chavez to the back. Hollywood and Josh stand in the center of the ring, holding up the Hog Wild Tag Team Championships with grins on their faces.

FB: I knew they would become new Champions Daley.

LD: The night isn't over for Hollywood though, he still has to face Creed Michaels later on in a Ladder Match.

FB: I'm sure he'll be fine.

The camera shows Creed Michaels; walking through the backstage area; paying no mind to the camera man.

Camera Man: Uh, hey Creed?

Not even batting an eye, Creed continues down the hallway.

Camera Man: Um, Creed Michaels? Could I get a word from you?

Creed stops for a moment and slowly gazes back at the camera man. He shakes his head before turning his head forward again and continuing down the hallway.

Camera Man: But…AJ and Ben were asking everybody what they thought of Grendel going into the Circle of Legends. Do you have anything to say about that?

As he balls his hands into fists, Creed turns around again towards the camera man; a look of anger in his face. With determination, he walks towards the camera man; the shot becomes shaky as he backs up.

Camera Man: Uh…I’ll come back later.

The camera man turns around and walks right into HJ; holding his kendo stick high in the air.

HJ: No, please stay.

HJ swings the stick as the next shot is of the floor. Soon enough, Creed’s laughter is heard echoing throughout the hallway. HJ’s robe is seen as he bends over and picks up the camera; the next shot being a close up of a very pleased Creed Michaels.

Creed: My thoughts on…Grendel? Do you want to know how I feel about a relic who hasn’t been relevant since…forever? People actually care what I have to say on someone who doesn’t even qualify as a blimp on anyone’s radar in this modern age? Fine…I’ll give my thoughts on…Grendel.

Creed throws his head to the right and flicks his hair back.

Creed: Grendel, consider yourself lucky that you no longer had the manhood necessary to set foot in the ring by the time I arrived in RCW. If that were the case, people would be honoring you on this night posthumously. So, Grendel, bask in the glow of remembrance for this final night because it’ll be over for you once this night is over. As for me, people will long remember everything about me: the Nate Sipes broken neck; the Extreme Beavis bloody knee; every fine and privilege stripped away for my…corrections…of the unworthy peons that Ben and AJ employ. Oh yes, Grendel, people will consider you merely a footnote when compared to me as I am vastly superior to you.

Creed starts to laugh again as HJ sets the camera back on the floor; showing the once again conscious camera man grabbing at his swelling head. HJ responds by nailing him again with the kendo stick; sending him sprawling back to the floor.

HJ: What a stupid, little fool.

Cameras go back to ringside.

LD: You better believe Hardcore Jesus will be fined for those actions.

FB: The cameraman had it coming.

LD: No he didn't.

FB: Sure he did.

LD: ... Let's just go to Trip for our next match.

The cameras goes back to the ring where Trip is ready to announce the next match.

TG: The following match is a fatal four way elimination match with the winner becoming the designated leader of the Elite.

LD: These are four tough guys here, but they are also friends.

FB: So who's your pick?

LD: I'm sure the odds on favorite would have to be EB Marcus, but then again Galen Kash and Drexl may work together as a team.

FB: The same could be said for EB Marcus and David Baird.

TG: First, they are the tag team, capital "c", lowercase "o", lowercase "t", apostrophe, uppercase "n", The Climax of th' Night, Galen Kash and Drexl!

"Put My Rawk On It" by Tenafly Viper begins playing as the O-Team step out and wait for their men to step up behind them. Drexl and Galen Kash step out and give each other a handshake before they head to the ring.

LD: They even came out together.

FB: Remember, Lester, Joey Sterling said this was about unity. Cot'N is just showing their unity here.

TG: And currently hailing from Miami, Florida, EB Marcus!

As Climax of th' Night step into the ring with the O-Team, "Dirthouse" by Static X begins to play. EB Marcus steps out onto the ramp under a shower of pyro. He's quickly followed by a dark haired female.

FB: It looks like EB Marcus picked up some arm candy as well. Or eye candy for the rest of us.

LD: I'll have to say that she is striking.

FB: What Floyd wants, Floyd gets.

LD: What?

FB: Never mind.

Marcus steps into the ring where his new valet takes his jacket. He looks over at Drexl and Galen and then shake both of their hands.

TG: And the final opponent in this fatal four way match up, from Jacksonville, Florida... David Baird!

Huge strobe lights begin flashing on the rampway as "Kill The Fly" by Union Underground begins to play. David steps out onto the runway and poses with his arms up. He continues to the ring where he jumps and flips over the top rope.

LD: This should be a good one.

FB: All four of these guys would make a great leader.

As soon Trip leaves the ring, a motor being revved up is heard. Then a white and silver custom painted Suzuki Hayabusa speeds out onto the rampway and revs up again and again. The crowd has grown almost completely quiet at this point. All four men in the ring are staring at the rampway. The “Hog-Tron” lights up with a shot of Joey Sterling, underneath it the words "LIVE VIA SATELLITE" are shown.

Joey: You guys didn't think I'd leave something as important as this to be ran by Colt Tatum did you? So I've got a little guest referee that I'd like to take control of things here, and remember we are in Memphis.

The rider pulls off his white and gray leather riding jacket first revealing a referee shirt underneath. Then he removes the helmet, revealing himself. The crowd begins going wild.

LD: It's Drifter!

FB: Drifter is one of Marcus' friends.

LD: He's also represented by Joey Sterling.

All four men in the ring smile as Rhemses Trekker makes his way to the ring.

LD: Just hope he calls it by the book.

FB: I'm sure he will, Lester. Drifter has always been a fair man.

LD: Right.

Trekker calls for the bell as the four men start up the match. It begins with Marcus and Drexl locking up, as well as Baird and Kash. Baird gets a punch in on Galen, then turns to do the same with Drexl, knocking both of them down to the mat. David then runs in with a clothesline on Galen Kash.

LD: Look like David Baird is taking control early in the match and taking no prisoners.

FB: He's probably got more to prove than anyone else in this match. He's the newest member of Elite.

Baird throws Galen into the ropes and lands a big boot to his face knocking him down again. Marcus and Drexl roll to the outside of the ring where they exchange punches on each other. Drexl gets the advantage and rolls back into the ring where he's caught by a hard chop from David Baird. Baird picks Drexl up and lands a back bodyslam on him. Baird rolls him up for the pin but Drifter only gets to a two count before Galen Kash makes the save by kicking Baird in the back. Baird grabs Galen up and runs him into the turnbuckle.

LD: Baird is like a man on fire here.

FB: That may be Lester, but he could run out of steam.

Kash throws Baird headfirst over the ropes. Marcus jumps back in and attempts a hurricanrana on Galen. Galen catches him drops him back first to the mat and turns it into a Boston crab. Galen is stopped by Baird with a huge running clothesline. Drexl climbs to the top rope and catches Baird with a missile dropkick to the back, sending Baird to the mat. Drexl climbs the ropes again, this time with a frog splash and goes for the cover. Drifter makes the count.

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3!!!

TG: David Baird has been eliminated!

FB: He put it all out at the beginning and then got caught off guard.

Baird slaps the mat and rolls out of the ring and makes his way to the back. Inside the ring, Drexl then grabs his own partner Galen and throws him into the ropes, lands another dropkick, this time on Kash.

FB: So much for Climax of th' Night acting as a team here.

LD: There can only be one leader.

FB: There can be only one.

LD: I just said that.

FB: The way I said it was cooler though.

Drexl rolls up Kash. Drifter begins to count again.

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3!!!

TG: Galen Kash is eliminated!

LD: Drexl just eliminated his own partner.

FB: It's down to Drexl and EB Marcus now.

Galen stands up and begins arguing with his partner. Drifter steps in between them and tells Kash to get out of the ring. Kash rolls out and stands at ringside.

FB: That doesn't look like unity to me.

Drexl grabs Marcus and throws him into the ropes, lands yet another dropkick this time on Marcus. Marcus goes down, Drexl rolls him up for the pin. Marcus kicks out at two. Marcus reverses the pin, another two count by Drifter.

LD: Drifter has been calling this one down the middle, regardless of his friendship with EB Marcus.

FB: I told you Lester, Drifter's a fair man.

Both men take a few seconds to catch their breath.

Fans: Let's go Drexl.

Fans: Let's go Marcus.

Fans: Let's go Drexl.

Fans: Let's go Marcus.

Marcus runs in to body splash Drexl in the turnbuckle. Drexl drops and Marcus hits the turnbuckle. Drexl then runs in for a body splash of his own, Marcus gets both feet up kicking Drexl in the face. Marcus climbs the top rope, Drexl stands, Marcus hits a sunset flip off the top rope, but Drexl kick out before the count begins. Drexl runs, bounces off the ropes and lands an elbow drop on Marcus. Drexl goes for the pin.

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FB: Kick out by Marcus.

LD: Near fall there.

FB: It doesn't get any closer than that.

Drexl grabs Marcus up, throws him into the ropes. Drexl bounces off the ropes himself. Both men go for a flying body press and collide in the air.

LD: They both had the same idea there.

Marcus gets to his feet first and begins a few elbows to the back of Drexl's head. Drexl follows up with an elbow of his own to Marcus' midsection. Marcus grabs Drexl around the head and throws him into the turnbuckle. Marcus runs in with a hard splash on Drexl and then climbs the ropes. Marcus hits a 450 splash on Drexl. He starts to go for the pin. The female that accompanied Marcus gets up on the ropes.

LD: What's she doing?

FB: She's messing it up for Marcus. Apparently she didn't graduate from the school of valets.

LD: Marcus has Drexl rolled up, but this woman has Drifter's attention.

Galen Kash slides in under the bottom rope and grabs Marcus foot. Marcus turns his attention to Galen, just as Annie Lust throws Drexl a pair of brass knuckles. Marcus then turns around and is hit in the jaw by a punch from Drexl. The female companion gets off the apron. Drexl makes the pin on Marcus just as Drifter turns around. He hesitates for a moment before making the count.

LD: I don't think this is about the leadership of the Elite anymore. I think that female companion of Marcus' was planted by Climax of th' Night.

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Drifter hesitates again.

3!!!

FB: Drexl has won the match. He's the leader of Elite.

LD: I can't believe he chose to win that way.

Drifter turns around to raise Drexl's hand and sees the brass knuckles. He throws Drexl's arm down, waives his arms, and calls for the bell.

LD: Drifter is overturning the match. He caught Drexl with the brass knuckles.

TG: Here is your winner... via disqualification... EB MARCUS!

Kash runs into the ring and tries to clothesline Drifter, Drifter ducks it and kicks Kash in the stomach. Drifter hits the Drift Away on Galen. Drexl then tries to hit Drifter with the brass knuckles, but he's caught by EB Marcus. Marcus turns Drexl around, kicks him, and hits a Drift Away of his own.

LD: EB Marcus is the winner by a disqualification.

FB: He's the new leader of the Elite, but is there any Elite left for him to lead?

LD: I guess we'll see where this leads.

Annie, Satin, and the new female help Drexl and Galen out of the ring as Drifter and Marcus make their way to the back.

LD: Now that we know who is the best out of the Elite, we are about to find out who is going to become the new RCW Natural Champion.

FB: This ladder match should be one of the best ever seen.

Several ring crew members bring out ladders, placing them all around the ring. A few are placed on the entrance stage and on the ramp way leading to the ring.

LD: Look at all those ladders Floyd.

FB: I'm loving this already.

Trip Gordan climbs into the ring, along with Colt Tatum.

TG: The following contest is a Ladder Match for the vacated RCW Natural Championship!

TG: Introducing first…accompanied by Maya, from the Edge of Sanity, weighing 205 pounds… “The Vastly Superior” Creed Michaels!

The main lights go out as the entranceway flashes white in strobe light fashion and "O Fortuna" plays. The song slows down and the lights transition from white to red; becoming almost like a lava lamp effect, as if blood were running throughout the arena. As the effect continues, the song changes to "Sweet Dreams" by Marilyn Manson. Slowly, a figure appears through the entranceway. The figure grabs at his coat, pulls it down to his forearms and lets out a horrific scream. The spotlight shines on him to reveal that he is Creed Michaels. Creed slings his jacket back onto his shoulders and slowly walks to the ring; an evil smile on his face as his valet Maya seductively follows him down the entranceway. Creed admires the ladders as he heads down the ramp, knowing that soon he will be using those ladders against Jeffrey Hollywood. Creed gets to ringside, grabs onto the bottom rope, lifts himself onto the apron and slithers feet first into the ring. He stands up and throws his arms up in a crucifix as Maya pulls herself onto the ring apron; leaping between the top and middle rope before slithering in herself.

TG: Introducing his opponent... accompanied by Heather Divine, from Hollywood, California... weighing in at 223 pounds, he is a former Southern Heritage Champion... “The Main Attraction” Jeffrey Hollywood!

The lights dim as “Superstar” by Saliva begins to blare throughout the arena. The fans boo as Jeffrey Hollywood emerges from the entranceway. He wears a black silk shirt with a white suit jacket, both of which are unbutton, along with a pair of expensive sunglasses. Heather Divine walks out and kneels down in front of him, reaching back and putting her arms around him. He grins as he slowly raises his right fist into the air while turning his head, causing his hair to whip around, giving him that almost “rock star” appearance. Pyros explode from behind them as he continues to hold his fist high in the air. The fans continue to boo as he guides Heather back to her feet and they walk down the ramp, looking at the ladders as they pass them. They slide into the ring and stand in the center of it. Again he raises his right fist high in the air, giving his “rock star pose” as she kneels in front of him. Heather follows Hollywood, who goes to the corner and takes off his jacket, shirt, and sunglasses. His music fades as he looks confident while leaning up against the turnbuckles. He looks over at Creed with a grin on his face as Heather slides out of the ring.

LD: We will see who has what it takes to climb the ladder and grab the gold that is hanging above the ring.

FB: Hollywood knows what it takes to win a ladder match, we saw him defeat Ase to become Southern Heritage Champion in RCW's first ever Ladder Match.

A camera zooms in on the Natural Championship hanging high above the ring, before zooming back out to focus on the competitors inside. Colt calls for the bell as Hollywood points up at the belt and then at himself. Creed just smirks as they meet in the center of the ring. Creed immediately punches Hollywood in the face and tosses him out of the ring.

LD: Creed not wasting time, he's already out of the ring and going for a ladder.

Creed folds up one of the ladders at ringside and rams it right into Hollywood's ribs. He then just drops the ladder down across Hollywood's back while laughing sinisterly to himself. Creed grabs a second ladder and tosses it into the ring. He slides in and sets it up under the title.

FB: Creed is going for it.

LD: He's climbing up.

Just as Creed is half way up the ladder, Hollywood slides back into the ring and shakes the ladder. This causes Creed to lose his balance, and he falls but lands on his feet. Hollywood grabs him and slams him face first into the ladder. The fans erupt as he does it again. Creed staggers back as Hollywood folds the ladder up and throws it at Creed, who catches it. Hollywood jumps, springboards off the middle rope and lands an enzuigiri, kicking the ladder right into Creed's face.

Fans: R-C-W... R-C-W... R-C-W!!!

Hollywood pulls Creed up and delivers a snap suplex onto the ladder. He quickly follows up with a standing moonsault. The fans go crazy as Creed rolls around on the mat in pain, while Hollywood slides out of the ring and slides a second ladder into the ring.

LD: We now have two ladders, one of which Jeffrey has just set up right below the Natural title.

FB: Climb Hollywood, climb.

Hollywood starts climbing the ladder as Creed manages to get up. He picks up the other ladder and slams it up into the side of Hollywood, who falls off the ladder. He crashes to the mat as Creed smirks. He lifts the ladder and turns it upside down, using the top of the ladder to place against Hollywood's throat. Michaels pushes down on the ladder, choking Hollywood as Heather screams from ringside.

LD: Creed not letting up here.

FB: Do what you have to in order to win Daley.

Creed drops the ladder and opens it up, dragging Hollywood so that he is basically laying inside it. Creed then repeatedly slams the ladder shut, crushing Hollywood inside it. With Hollywood still laying between the two parts of the ladder, Creed climbs to the top and jumps off with a leg drop. The fans go crazy as he lands on the ladder, crushing Hollywood inside it.

LD: OH MY GOD!!!

FB: UNREAL!!!

Creed lays on the mat in pain as Hollywood rolls out from inside the ladder, also in pain. Creed crawls to the ladder which is still set up below the belt and he starts pulling himself up. As he climbs, Hollywood tries to get to his feet. Just as Creed is at the top, reaching for the belt, Hollywood is able to jump onto the ropes and springboard off with a drop kick to the ladder. It falls over, sending Creed crashing out of the ring and landing hard at ringside. The fans are on their feet as Creed lays on the floor, with Maya rushing to him.

Fans: THIS IS AWESOME... THIS IS AWESOME... THIS IS AWESOME!!!

Hollywood rolls out of the ring and kneels over Creed, ramming down forearm smash after forearm smash to his face. Creed tries to cover up but Hollywood continues his assault. Finally he gets up, grabs Creed and rolls him back into the ring. Hollywood slides in but Creed is up and drives a knee down across the back of Hollywood.

LD: Creed has now placed a ladder in the corner.

Creed pulls Hollywood up and whips him into the corner, sending Hollywood crashing back fist into the ladder. Creed rushes in and slams his knee right into Hollywood's midsection. Creed pulls Hollywood out of the corner a few steps, hooks him, then drills him back into the ladder with a Russian Leg sweep.

FB: That could not have felt good.

Hollywood falls in pain as Creed tosses the ladder down. He picks up Hollywood and bodyslams him onto the ladder. He climbs to the top and jumps off with a senton splash, landing directly on Hollywood, knocking the wind out of him.

Fans: R-C-W... R-C-W... R-C-W!!!!

Creed starts to climb the ladder as Hollywood rolls off the ladder he was laying on. As Creed nears the top, Hollywood is up and he tips the ladder over. Creed falls off it but is able to land on the top turnbuckle. Hollywood shoves the ladder right into Creed's face, knocking him off the top and sending him to the arena floor. Hollywood puts the ladder back in place under the belt and slides out of the ring.

FB: Creed is down, climb and get the belt Hollywood!

LD: I think he has other ideas.

Hollywood grabs a ladder, he then slides part of it into the ring and lets the other end rest on the guardrail.

LD: What is he planning?

FB: Not sure, but I know it is going to be sweet as hell!

Hollywood goes over and grabs the ring bell from the time keeper and yells for Michaels to get up. Creed reaches up and grabs the ladder, using it to pull himself to his feet. He turns around just as Hollywood cracks him in the head with the bell, the impact sends him flying onto the ladder he placed on the ring and guardrail.

FB: WOW!

LD: WHAT A SHOT!

The fans scream and stomp their feet as they watch.

Fans: HOLLYWOOD... HOLLYWOOD... HOLLYWOOD!!!!

With Creed sprawled across the ladder that rests on the ring and guardrail, Hollywood sets up a second ladder at ringside. He climbs to the top and looks down at Creed, before jumping off with a corkscrew moonsault. He lands perfectly, crashing down onto Creed and snapping the ladder in two.

FB: WHOA!!!!!!!!

LD: UNBELIEVABLE!!!!!!!

Fans: HOLY SHIT... HOLY SHIT... HOLY SHIT!!!!

Creed rolls on the ground, holding his midsection as Hollywood also holds his midsection while pulling himself back into the ring.

LD: That had to of been at least a fifteen foot ladder!

FB: It looks more like a twenty footer to me.

Hollywood sets the ladder up in the center of the ring and starts climbing. Just as he gets half way up, Hardcore Jesus rushes out with a kendo stick in hand. Heather screams as she watches HJ smash the kendo stick across Hollywood's back.

LD: Hollywood falls off the ladder!

FB: I had a feeling we'd see him out here during this match.

HJ waits for Hollywood to get up and then cracks him right in the forehead with the kendo stick, shattering it apart.

Fans: THAT WAS SICK... THAT WAS SICK... THAT WAS SICK!!!!

Hardcore Jesus tosses the stick out of the ring as Josh Davis rushes out and slides into the ring. HJ turns around and gets tackled, the two men brawl out of the ring and back up the ramp. Hollywood sits on the mat, leaning up against the ropes as blood is now trickling down his face.

LD: That last kendo stick shot busted Hollywood open.

FB: I think that bell shot busted Creed open too.

Jeffrey shakes his head, trying to compose himself enough to get back up the ladder. He pulls himself up and stumbles to the ladder, where he leans on it for a moment.

LD: He's feeling the effects of that kendo stick.

FB: Of course he is Daley, he is human. Most men would be down and out after that, but not Hollywood.

Hollywood starts climbing up as Creed is back up and manages to climb onto the apron. He pulls a ladder over and drapes it into the ring so the top of the ladder rests on one of the ladder rungs that Hollywood is currently climbing. The other end Creed rests on the top rope, where he then uses that ladder as a bridge, to walk over to the standing ladder.

LD: Smart idea there by Creed.

FB: Hollywood is at the top, if Michaels wants to stop him, he better hurry.

Creed climbs and meets Hollywood at the top, where they exchange a few punches. Finally Hollywood grabs Creed by the hair and slams his face onto the top of the ladder. Creed falls backwards off the top of the ladder, landing onto the other ladder he just placed from the top rope to the standing ladder.

LD: How did that ladder not break?

FB: I don't know, but Creed has to be hurting right now.

The fans cheer as Hollywood looks up at the belt, and then down at Creed.

LD: Why isn't he grabbing the belt?

FB: No Jeff, don't even think about it!

Hollywood takes a breath before jumping off the ladder, landing perfectly onto the top rope, where he springboards backwards with a moonsault. Creed rolls off the ladder and out of the way at the last second, causing Hollywood to crash through the ladder, which just like the other one... snaps in half. The fans go absolutely wild.

Fans: F*CKING AWESOME... F*CKING AWESOME... F*CKING AWESOME!!!!

FB: WHY????!!!!!

LD: I HAVE NO CLUE!!!

Hollywood lays on the shattered ladder, holding his stomach as blood continue to drip down his face. Creed slowly gets to his feet and yells for Maya to slide another ladder over. She struggles to bring one close enough, but as she does, Creed pulls it into the ring. He takes it to the corner and places it on top of the top ropes. He goes over to Hollywood, turns him over, and just pounds away at his head, causing the blood to start pouring.

LD: Creed is just brutal.

FB: Well... yeah.

Creed drags Hollywood by his hair to the corner and manages to pull him up onto the top with him. Both men are now standing on top of that ladder, which is laid across the top ropes in the corner. Creed lifts Hollywood up and drops him onto the ladder with a brainbuster!

Fans: OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LD: HELLRAISER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FB: I CAN'T.... NO WAY.... OOOOHHHHHH!!!!!!

Both men just fall to the mat and lay there, not moving as their bodies are surging with pain. Creed crawls over to the ladder, which is still set up under the Natural Title, and he begins pulling himself up. As he gets to his feet, he just leans up against the ladder. Hollywood manages to pull himself up and he grabs Creed and nails a corkscrew neckbreaker.

LD: Oh, careful... they are right next to that shattered ladder that Hollywood crashed through when he went for that springboard moonsault.

Creed rolls over to his stomach, realizing he is now laying on the shattered ladder pieces, the shards of broken fiberglass and metal right below his face. Hollywood reaches down, grabs his arms and places his foot against the back of Creed's head.

LD: NO... DON'T DO IT!!!!

Hollywood looks down at Creed with a sick smirk on his face.

Fans: CURB STOMP... CURB STOMP... CURB STOMP!!!

LD: HE WOULDN'T!!!

FB: HE WOULD!!!!

Hollywood slams Creed's face down into the shattered, broken, jagged metal with a vicious curb stomp. He doesn't let go however, he continues to deliver curb stomp after curb stomp as Creed's face is gashed open more and more, causing the blood to just pour from his face.

Fans: HOLLYWOOD... HOLLYWOOD... HOLLYWOOD!!!!

FB: See, Hollywood can be just as brutal and sadistic as Creed!

LD: I can't watch!

FB: You big baby!

Finally Hollywood lets go of Creed's arms, letting him just lay face down in the blood and busted metal. Hollywood turns his attention back to the title belt as he starts climbing the ladder that is still set up in the center of the ring. Maya slides into the ring and goes over to the ladder. She reaches up and low blows Hollywood, causing him to fall off the ladder.

LD: OH NO!

FB: HERE COMES HEATHER!!!

Heather slides in and tackles Maya. The two ladies start rolling all around the ring, scratching, pulling, and pounding each other as the fans go nuts.

Fans: RIP THE SHIRTS OFF... RIP THE SHIRTS OFF... RIP THE SHIRTS OFF!!!!

LD: These fans need to control themselves.

FB: Why? I agree with them one hundred percent!

Heather and Maya continue brawling as Creed gets up and sees them. He walks over and grabs Heather by her hair and pulls her off Maya. Creed pulls her back and then just throws her right into the ladder, face first. She hits hard and falls to the mat, blood now dripping from her forehead.

LD: CREED JUST WENT TOO FAR!!!

As Heather lays on the mat, Maya crawls over to her and brushes her hair back. She leans down and licks the blood off her forehead.

LD: GROSS!!!

FB: Gross? ... I call that HOT!!!

Hollywood gets up and spears over Creed. He grabs Maya and tosses her out of the ring, then goes to Heather. He sees the blood and wipes some of it away. She nods that she's OK as she slides out of the ring and Hollywood goes back over to Creed. He stomps on his face a few times before sliding out of the ring and grabs another ladder.

FB: Yay, more ladders.

Hollywood slides in with the ladder and slams it down onto Creed. He places Creed inside the ladder, just like Creed did to him earlier in the match. Heather tosses a chair into the ring to Hollywood, who catches it and then just repeatedly slams the chair down onto the ladder, crushing Creed inside.

LD: Hollywood has lost it.

FB: If someone made your woman bleed, you would too.

After a few more chair shots, Hollywood slides out of the ring and grabs a microphone from Trip and slides back in. He looks down at Creed, who is still trapped in the ladder.

Hollywood: You said you were going to send me to Hell tonight huh Creed? Well guess what... it's time that I unleash Hell on you right now!!!!!!

Hollywood drops the microphone and grabs the chair again. He goes back to smashing the chair down onto the ladder, causing more damage to Creed. The crowd actually starts counting the shots...

Fans: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25...

LD: THAT'S ENOUGH HOLLYWOOD!!!

FB: I have never seen Hollywood like this before!

Fans: 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35...

Finally Hollywood drops the chair and pulls Creed out. He hooks his arms, spins him around and drives his head into the chair with an Unprettier.

FB: MAIN ATTRACTION!!!!

LD: Creed is motionless on that chair!!!

Hollywood turns and goes to the ladder, which he starts climbing. He gets to the top, grabs the belt and pulls it down as Colt calls for the bell.

TG: Here is your winner and NEW RCW NATURAL CHAMPION... JEFFREY HOLLYWOOD!

“Superstar” by Saliva blares as Hollywood sits on top of the ladder, holding up the Natural Title. He watches as Maya pulls Creed out of the ring. Hardcore Jesus comes out and lifts Creed up onto his shoulder, carrying him up the ramp and into the back as Maya follows closely behind. Heather gets in the ring and claps as Hollywood climbs down.

FB: I knew he'd win the title!

LD: What a ladder match that was!

Hollywood reaches down and picks up the microphone again.

Hollywood: I said I was going to make history tonight and I just did! I am the first person in RCW history to become a Triple Crown Champion!

There is a mixed reaction from the crowd.

Hollywood: I am a former Southern Heritage Champion and tonight I won both the Hog Wild Tag Team Champions and this Natural Championship! This proves without a doubt that I am the greatest competitor this industry has ever seen!

Heather starts to head out of the ring as Hollywood once again holds up the Natural Title.

FB: He's right Daley, Jeffrey Hollywood is the first ever RCW Triple Crown Champion!

LD: What an impact that makes.

Suddenly Vash comes out of nowhere and slides into the ring. Heather tries to warn Hollywood, but as he turns around... Vash nails him with a vicious running bicycle kick. The fans boo as Vash stands over him, grabbing the microphone.

Vash: Congratulations Champ, but you and I both know I can beat you. I want to be the first to get a shot at your newly won Natural Title. So how about we take care of our unfinished business next week at Southern Dynamite by you putting that belt on the line against ME!!!!

Vash tosses the microphone down on Hollywood and raises his arms into the air as the fans boo loudly. Heather slides into the ring as Vash leaves and heads up the ramp. He smirks and nods his head as Heather kneels down next to Hollywood, who's still got blood gushing from his head.

LD: Vash just cut Hollywood's celebration short and made an impact of his own.

FB: There is no way Hollywood is going to let him get away with what just happened.

As medical staff come out to check on Hollywood, Vash heads backstage. Josh Davis comes out and helps medical get Hollywood into the back to be further examined.

LD: I still can't believe after the war Hollywood just endured, Vash would come out and attack him.

FB: He wanted to make a statement that Hollywood would hear, and I got a feeling he heard it loud and clear. I am looking forward to hearing Hollywood's answer for the challenge.

LD: Well as the ring crew gets the mess inside and around the ring cleaned up, we are set for GRENDEL's induction into the Circle of Legends.

A video package of GRENDEL plays, showing several of his career highlights. The fans in the arena cheer and clap as the video comes to an end. “Uprising” blares as RCW President, AJ Supreme and RCW Vice President, Ben Jacobs walk out onto the entrance stage. The fans cheer and clap as they make their way down to the ring, which now has a podium in the center of it. AJ steps up to the microphone with a huge smile on his face.

AJ: Good evening Memphis!

Huge cheers from the crowd.

AJ: We are out here tonight to honor one of the true greats in this business, a man who I consider to be a close friend. It is a huge honor for myself, and for Ben to induct The Man They Call GRENDEL into the RCW Circle of Legends!

Huge crowd reaction, loud cheers and claps.

AJ: We received a letter regarding this moment, so right now Ben is going to read it for us.

AJ steps to the side as Ben clears his throat and steps up to the microphone with a letter in hand.

Ben: GRENDEL,

First off, I'm sorry that I couldn't make it to your induction to the Circle of Legends. Everyone knows that we've been up and down that road so many times in that F150 that we know all of each others bad habits.

I have to say that GRENDEL is a huge part of my own success. If not for him, I'd have probably retired ten or fifteen more times than what I did. And speaking on retirements, a match with him was the best I could end my career on.

GRENDEL, you shouldn't be honored to be in the Circle of Legends, the Circle of Legends should be honored that you were inducted.

Good luck in the future...whatever it may hold.

Sincerely, SST.

The fans clap and cheer.

Ben: And now, let's bring out the man who will be inducting GRENDEL... The World's Sickest S.O.B. En Fuego!

"Wish" by Nine Inch Nails plays on the PA as En Fuego makes his way to the ring. He rolls under the bottom rope, climbs up the second turnbuckle and raises a fist in the air to the elation of the crowd. He walks over to the podium, shakes hands with Ben Jacobs and gives AJ Supreme a hug.

EF: Tonight, I'm here to induct GRENDEL to RCW's Circle of Legends!

Crowd lets out a huge burst of cheers.

EF: I find it fitting that this happens right here in MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE!!!!

Huge pop, an old lady faints, Creed Michaels accidentally stabs himself in the eye applying eyeliner, Lester Daley's toupee blows off.

EF: It's fitting out of all the men and women who fought and worked here, the history this state has, wrestlers like Dustin Iler, "The Silencer" Chris Fry, Jade Diamond, Trey Reed, "Big Money" Ben Gebdhart, "The Franchise" Ares, Halo, Wicked Clown, "Stunning" Steve Reeves and of course, the man of the hour himself, GRENDEL, they all bled a gallon and sweat 5 gallons for you people, to make sure you went home happy every time you came to watch them do their job. I first met GRENDEL back in 1996. We were in the first year with NEW...

Crowd breaks out into a N-E-Dub, N-E-Dub chant

EF: ...a monster of a man blew the doors in wanting a job. It wasn't long before he was a world champion. He would go on to dominate the NEW for the next 6 or 7 years. Holding world titles, tag titles, stable titles, anything he wanted, he'd go out in win it. His feuds with Ares would go on and be the greatest feud in NEW history. Who could ever forget Niagra Falls. I personally watched the man fall off the falls, land on a small Japanese tour boat, get up and continue to fight The Alpha Storm all over New York. He was so aggressive, so huge, I threw everything I had at the man, and Are threw everything he had at the man and he still came out on top in Death Times Three. An entire stable of men was put on the shelf for months because they mocked the beast. He never demanded respect, it was already there from promoters, to guys in the back, to the fans that paid their hard earned money to see him perform. He's been a friend, an enemy, a stable mate and most importantly, a role model. I personally wouldn't be here right now if it wasn't for GRENDEL. I was long gone from wrestling until one day he called me. He told me to get in shape, bring the boys and the Mute, and come to the WpW, we need one more match. Something that will never be forgotten. Then, one rain filled night in Mexico, En Fuego, Ares and GRENDEL climbed a 20 foot scaffold and we had a match, our last one the three of us ever had, and I was grateful for every second. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the newest Circle of Legends inductee, The Man They Call GRENDEL!!!!!

The crowd goes wild as "More Human, Than Human" by White Zombie begins to blare across the loud speakers....The words....."The Man".....followed by....."The Myth"....followed by...."The Legend" flash across the screen.....Then the words...."The Man They Call GRENDEL appear on the screen followed by several more clips of GRENDEL's career.....GRENDEL then steps onto the entrance ramp as the pyros begin to explode all around him.....GRENDEL just smiles as he slowly makes his way towards the ring.....stopping and making sure to fist bump and high five each and every fan at ring side along the way.....As GRENDEL gets to the ring, he slowly makes his way up the steel steps and steps over the top rope......He reaches out his hand to En Fugeo as they shake hands.....GRENDEL then pulls Fuego in for a hug.....En Fuego hands the mic over to GRENDEL as he raises his hand to calm the crowd down.

GRENDEL: Let's hear it for the first ever Circle Of Legends inductee, The World's Sickest SOB, my buddy En Fuego.

The crowd cheers as En Fuego acknowledges them as he exits the ring.

GRENDEL: Man alive, what to say? Let me first start off with saying how honored I am to be here tonight. When I got the call from AJ, I was shocked to say the least. AJ said he wanted me to be in the Circle of Legends along side En Fuego and PDJ. He said I deserved to be there among the best in the business. I deserved to have my place among the ones who paved the way for so many of the talent who are roster members of Razorback Championship Wrestling. I wouldn't be where I'm at today if it wasn't for AJ Supreme. He was the first one who saw something in me, saw that spark so to speak. He was the one who introduced me to Old Man Reaves fifteen years ago. And OMR was the one who gave me my first shoot in the wrestling ring in the NEW.

The crowd starts another N-E-Dub chant.....

GRENDEL: Those years in New Extreme Wrestling are years I will never forget. It was in NEW where I won my very first World Championship. It was in NEW where I met friends that will last a lifetime, such as En Fuego, Ares, Steve Grant, Big Ben, I could go on and on. The matches I had with and against some of these men, are classics. I will never forget the Falls match. You couldn't tell it during the Pay Per View, but I was scared to death. And that fall I took, hurt like hell.

GRENDEL pauses a moment, before raising the mic to speak again...

GRENDEL: After NEW finally shut its doors, it was time for me to move onto bigger and better things. That's when Tyger Lilly and World Pro Wrestling came a calling. It was there where I met the likes of fellow Circle of Legends member, Patrick Derek Jefferson, along with Doug Gavelon, Simple Simon Terry, and yes even SBK Shawn Stryker.

Some of the crowd starts to boo at the mention of that name...

GRENDEL: Boo all you want, but I learned a lot about this business from SBK. Love him or hate him, you've got to respect him and what he accomplished in the ring. I had many classic battles and won gold in WpW.

The crowd begins to cheer once again....

GRENDEL: I can not stand here tonight and thank each person who's made a difference in my wrestling career one by one. We'd be here all night, and besides it's not about me, it's about these fine young athletes who come out here each and every night to bust their butts for you the fans. You guys are the reason I did what I did for the past fifteen years. Your the reason I put my body on the line, night after night. Thank you for your support over the years. Weather you loved me or hated me, Thank you. This honor is just as much yours as it is mine.

The crowd goes wild as GRENDEL points at the crowd....."More Human, Than Human" by White Zombie starts up again as GRENDEL puts the microphone back on the podium and shakes hands with Ben. He turns and gives AJ a big hug, then all three men leave the ring and make their way towards the back.

LD: I am proud to have GRENDEL in the Circle of Legends.

FB: Yeah, yeah... I better be the next one inducted, otherwise...

LD: Otherwise nothing, you will keep being who you are, complaining about everything at every chance you get.

FB: Shut up.

LD: Or I could just get set for our next match up. I can tell the fans have come prepared for this one.

Trip Gordan stands in the ring.

TG: The following contest is the Fans Bring The Weapons Match!

The camera focuses on the cheering fans at ringside, all of them holding up the various weapons they have brought with them for this match.

FB: Take a long hard look at all those weapons Daley, because Vash is going to use them all to beat Mikey to a bloody pulp.

LD: I will not count out Mikey, he can take loads of punishment and still be able to dish it all back.

Cameras focus back on Trip in the ring.

TG: Introducing first...

Before Trip can say anything else, Mikey comes flying through the entranceway and slams hard on the stage. The crowd boos as Vash steps out with a evil smirk on his face.

LD: Looks like Vash didn't want to wait any longer.

FB: Good job, crush the Mute!

Mikey tries to fight back with some punches but Vash kicks him right in the face, sending him rolling down the ramp. Vash grabs Mikey and whips him into the guardrail as the fans shout and flick off Vash, who just laughs. Mikey gets up, turns around and goes for a kick but Vash grabs a kayak paddle from one of the fans and nails Mikey with it.

LD: That paddle just smashed right into Mikey's side.

FB: Vash has control and there are weapons all around him to use. This is going to be entertaining.

Vash slams the paddle down across Mikey's back, shattering it in two. He takes the handle, kneels down and starts choking Mikey on the ground with it. Vash lets him go and tosses the handle aside, turning back to the fans. A guy in the front row hands him some stuff, which Vash just tossing on the ground and shakes his head.

LD: I think a fan just handed him a paper clip, rubber band, and a drinking straw.

FB: Does Vash look like Macgyver, what is he going to do with that crap?

A fan tosses Mikey a copy of War and Peace, which he throws right at Vash, nailing him in the crotch. Vash falls to his knees, in pain as the fans point and laugh.

LD: That's one way to use a book.

FB: Poor Vash, that is going to hurt for awhile.

Mikey picks up the rubber band, walks over to Vash and snaps it right between his eyes. He then grabs a cheese grater from a fan and rubs it across Vash's forehead, cutting him open.

FB: Here comes the blood.

LD: I had a feeling we wouldn't be seeing a lot of technical wrestling in this match.

FB: Of course not, this is going to be all violence.

Mikey smacks the grater against Vash's head and turns back to the fans. He looks around until he finds what he wants. Mikey grabs it with a sick twisted smile on his face as the fans erupt in cheers.

LD: OH NO!

FB: THE MUTE HAS A BLOW TORCH!

Mikey lights it up and walks back over to Vash, who has recovered and found the perfect defense... a fire extinguisher which he unloads right into Mikey's face.

FB: HA! TAKE THAT!!

Mikey drops the torch and it rolls under the ring. With the extinguisher emptied, Vash slams it right into Mikey's head. Again, Mikey falls to the ground as Vash turns back to the fans for a new weapon. He grabs a door for an old school bus and drops it on the ground.

LD: Where would someone get one of those?

FB: Maybe they had an old, run down school bus in their backyard and decided to bring the door. WHO CARES!

Vash picks up Mikey and choke slams him right onto the door. Mikey holds his back as Vash looks for more weapons. He grins as he grabs something from a fan and heads back towards Mikey.

LD: What is that?

FB: I think it's one of those remote controlled shock collars you can use to train dogs.

LD: Well, it is now around Mikey's neck!

Just as Vash is about to hit the bottom, Mikey catches a dog whistle a fan throws for him. Mikey swings the chair around and the whistle whips Vash right in the face, causing him to drop the remote. Mikey gets up and delivers a stiff side kick right to Vash's jaw.

FB: Crap, just get the remote back Vash and shock the hell out of him!

LD: I told you Mikey can take it and dish it back.

Mikey grabs a few items from fans and pulls Vash up to his knees. He places a Victoria Secrete's 38-D bra on Vash and smiles.

FB: Hey Daley, you didn't tell us your wife was here tonight.

LD: Shut your mouth Floyd!

Mikey then holds up a hand held mirror for Vash to see himself. Before Vash can react however, Mikey shatters the mirror on his head. Mikey then grabs a VHS copy of Hog Heaven I, a Laser Disc copy of Hog Heaven II and a Beta copy of Hog Heaven III, which he smashes over Vash's head also.

FB: Those are worth money man!

Mikey gets an Atari Game System, which he sends Vash onto head first with a DDT. Vash rolls over to the guardrail and pulls himself up. As Mikey runs at him, Vash throws a Tennessee Titan football helmet right at his face. Mikey goes down and Vash picks up the remote for the shock collar.

LD: Not good...

FB: DO IT!! PRESS THE BUTTON!!!

As Mikey gets up, Vash presses the button and Mikey immediately falls to the ground, trying to get the collar off. Vash laughs as he hits the button a few more times and finally just smashes the remote to pieces over Mikey's head. Vash then grabs a ball peen hammer and smirks as Mikey uses the ring steps to crawl to his knees. Vash goes over and just slams the hammer down onto Mikey's hand, that was resting on the ring steps.

Fans: OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

LD: Mikey's hand is probably broken after that!

FB: I can only hope.

LD: You are a sick, sick man.

Vash tosses the hammer aside and rolls Mikey into the ring, who is holding his hand. Vash climbs in and picks Mikey up, placing him on one of the top ropes. Mikey just barely is able to keep his balance until Vash kicks him in the face, sending him backwards. Mikey's feet get tied up between the middle and top rope, so he is hanging upside down, out of the ring so his back is up against the ring apron.

FB: Destroy him Vash, he is trapped.

LD: Mikey is helpless right now!

Vash slides out of the ring and grabs a bottle of Everclear. Vash opens it, takes a swig and then spits it into Mikey's face. Vash reaches down, grabs Mikey's head and lifts him up slightly, so that his back is no longer against the side of the ring. Vash smirks as he swings the bottle down, smashing it over Mikey's face.

Fans: HOLY SHIT... HOLY SHIT... HOLY SHIT!!!!

Mikey rubs at his face, as the shattered glass has made several deep cuts on his forehead and face.

LD: Mikey is bleeding everywhere!

FB: Vash has been bleeding this whole time, now they are even.

Vash slides back into the ring, reaches over the ropes and brings Mikey back into the ring... only to get green mist spitted into his face.

Fans: YOU GOT MISTED... YOU GOT MISTED... YOU GOT MISTED!!!!!

Vash staggers around the ring, rubbing at his eyes as Mikey shakes his head and tries to rub some of the glass and blood away from his face. Mikey calls for something as a fan tosses an iron skillet into the ring, which he catches. Mikey runs and nails Vash in the back with the skillet.

FB: Come on, Vash is blinded!

LD: Mikey had a fire extinguisher blown into his face and just now had a glass bottle shattered over his face!

FB: So what, Mikey is already mute.

LD: What does that have to do with his sight?

FB: Since he's mute, might as well be blind too.

LD: That is absolutely horrible!

Mikey slides out of the ring and grabs a large glass picture frame from a fan. He slides it into the ring and climbs onto the apron.

FB: What a nice black and white picture of an old couple sitting together on a porch swing.

LD: It is a rather nice picture.

FB: I should go grab it... it would look nice over my couch.

Vash is up, still staggering around the ring. Mikey jumps onto the ropes, springboards off and lands with his knees across the back of Vash's shoulders, driving him forward, face first into the glass picture frame, shattering it into pieces. Vash screams in pain, rolling around on the mat. He tries to get up but Mikey runs right at him...

LD: WRETCHED!!!!!!!!

FB: NOOOO!!!!!

Vash rolls out of the ring and Mikey slides out. He grabs a steel chair from ringside and tosses it into the ring. He looks out at the fans, points to them, then back inside the ring to the chair. Mikey then takes his thumb and does a cut throat motion as he spits red mist into the air. The fans erupt as they start tossing their chairs into the ring.

LD: LOOK OUT!!!!

FB: OH MY GOD!!!

Every fans that has a chair that can be folded and picked up, has thrown it into the ring. The fans are going crazy at seeing the ring completely filled with chairs.

Fans: R-C-W... R-C-W... R-C-W... R-C-W!!!!!!!

FB: A chair just flew right about my head Daley!

LD: There has to be over a hundred chairs in the ring right now, I can't even see the mat!

FB: This shouldn't be allowed! Those morons did NOT bring those chairs with them, they were already here when they arrived!!!

Mikey grabs Vash and tosses him back into the ring, following after him. Vash lays on the chairs, still feeling the effects of the mist and the Wretched. Mikey climbs to the top rope and jumps off with a moonsault, but Vash manages to roll out of the way, causing Mikey to crash and burn onto the chairs.

Fans: F*CKING AWESOME... F*CKING AWESOME... F*CKING AWESOME!!!!

Mikey slowly gets to his feet, as somehow Vash is able to run over the piles of chairs to deliver his running bicycle kick. As Mikey falls, Vash lets out a rage filled scream while raising his arms into the air, with blood still pouring down his face.

FB: Now that takes a great deal of talent to be able to run across all those chairs without slipping.

LD: I am shocked he didn't trip and fall.

Vash grabs Mikey, lifts him up for a pump-handle then drives his head onto the chairs with a sick piledriver.

FB: VICIOUS INTENT!!!!

LD: Vash with the cover...

1.

2..

3!!!

Vash stands up and gets his hand raised in victory as Mikey lays on the chairs, not moving.

TG: Here is your winner... VASH!

The fans give Vash a mixed reaction of boos and cheers as he smirks down at the motionless Mikey, before leaving the ring. He heads up the ramp as medical staff rush out to check on Mikey. Suddenly Jeffrey Hollywood appears on the “Hog-Tron”.

Hollywood: HEY VASH!

Vash stops and looks up at the Tron.

Hollywood: Nice win...

Vash smirks and nods his head.

Hollywood: You said we have some unfinished business and I agree with you. After you tried to take my head off again tonight, if you want the first shot at my Natural Title this upcoming Southern Dynamite... YOU GOT IT!!!

Hollywood grins as Vash nods his head and then walks into the back. The “Hog-Tron” goes back to black as medical puts Mikey on a stretcher and wheels him up the ramp. They take him to the back as ring crew members start removing all the chairs from inside the ring.

FB: There you go Daley, at Southern Dynamite it will be Jeffrey Hollywood putting his newly won Natural title on the line against Vash.

LD: That should be one fantastic match.

The ring is now cleared as the fans cheer.

LD: Well fans, it's time for our Main Event.

FB: It's time for Doug to kiss his title goodbye.

LD: Let's send it to Trip.

The fans cheer as Trip stands center ring again.

TG: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is our MAIN EVENT, it's scheduled for one fall, and it is the "Hell on Earth" Match for the RCW Southern Heritage Championship!

The crowd pops loudly as the lights in the arena dim and focus solely on the steel cell being lowered.

LD: And there is it, ladies and gentlemen: the "Hell on Earth" cell that will trap both Doug Gavelon and Ase until a winner is decided.

FB: Heaven and Hell collide right now.

LD: You've been waiting all night to break out that one, haven't you Boyd?

FB: I've been waiting all WEEK! I'm just lucky you didn't steal it from me.

The cell lowers completely and the ring crew checks everything out. When a thumbs up is given, the camera goes back to Trip.

TG: Introducing first, the challenger...

"Save Me" by Burn Halo hits the PA and the fans hit their feet with boos. But it cuts dead... and is replaced by "Polyamorous" by Breaking Benjamin.

TG: Hailing from Atlantic City, NJ by way of Helsinki Finland, standing 6'10" and weighing in at 238 pounds. Accompanied to the ring by Tarja…ladies and gentlemen, THIS…IS…ASE!

Ase and Tarja part the curtain; Ase decked out in old school Ice Kold tights with the words "Anti~Hero" up and down the legs; a long black hooded trench coat that dusts the floor. Tarja, wearing a tight small skirt and spaghetti strap shirt, walks along side Ase. Ase stops in the middle of the ramp and as Tarja drops to a knee in front of Ase, he crosses his arms in front of his chest. Tarja looks to the sky and raises her arms in the air as Ase throws his arms out in a crucifix. A cross of firecracker pyro lights up behind them and burns bright; sparks cascading down onto the entrance area. A multitude of explosions are heard from the pyro of the burning cross before it burns out and Tarja and Ase walk down the ramp.

LD: And Ase is wearing his old Ice Kold gear tonight. I'm guessing he wants to go out with his name and gimmick he made huge worldwide.

FB: Not even close. He's sending the message that no matter what his tights say or who his character is, man to man, he's better than Doug Gavelon. That's what that is about.

Ase walks up to the door, takes Tarja in a tight embrace, and lays a deep kiss on her before waving her away from the door. Ase throws the door to the cell open and walks in. The camera zooms in a smile on his face as he looks over the cell.

FB: And Ase has come home, ladies and gentlemen. This is his house we are all in tonight and there is no chance for Gavelon to come into Ase's house and beat him.

LD: I'm sure the champion disagrees, Boyd.

Ase rolls into the ring and stands in the center of the ring; eyes locked on the entrance as his music fades.

TG: And his opponent…

The lights go out in the arena and a mysterious voice says, “The future burns brightly for the only...wrestler...that matters;” the fans exploding with cheers. With that, “Through the Fire and Flames” by Dragonforce begins playing as flames explode from in front of the entranceway.

TG: From Lock Haven, Pennsylvania, standing 6’4” and weighing in at 225 pounds…the RCW Southern Heritage Champion… “BURNING HAMMER” DOUG GAVELON!

The flames die down and Doug Gavelon comes through the curtain. He holds up his arms above his head and forms an “X” with the metal sign in each hand; the Southern Heritage Championship hung around his waist. He then jogs down to the cell before coming to a screeching halt. He places his arms on the cage and shakes it a bit; testing it.

LD: And Gavelon is making sure to check every inch of this cell.

FB: It doesn’t matter, Daley; Doug has no chance in Hell…on Earth.

LD: You’re just full of one liners today, aren’t you?

FB: I got Bruce Vilanch to write me some stuff…nothing happened.

LD: I see.

Doug makes his way through the cell door after handing the title off to an official at ringside. Doug then leaps onto the apron and bounces on the ropes a few times; looking behind him afterwards to make sure that Ase is still in the opposite corner. The two men look at each other; Ase flares his nostrils; Doug smiles. Doug then does a front flip into the ring. When he lands, he holds his arms out and throws his head back as more pyro goes off above the cell. After a dramatic pause, he holds his arms back over his head and forms the “X” with the metal sign in each hand. After he does, he wipes the smile from his face and looks squarely into the eyes of Ase.

LD: This one-on-one encounter has been coming for a long time, Floyd. I don’t know if you could produce two better competitors in this kind of environment than the two in that cell right now.

FB: There’s no doubt about that claim when it comes to Ase. Doug’s replaceable though. He’s gotten through this reign on luck; pure and simple.

LD: You can’t go through this company with an eight month title reign and not be impressed. He’s earned his spot here tonight.

FB: Well, now he’ll have to earn it against the “Perfect Weapon.” Honestly, I think the only thing we’ll be saying goodbye to is Doug’s title reign.

LD: We’ll soon find out.

Butch goes over the final instructions as the two men stare each other down. At the end of it, Butch asks them to shake hands. Ase and Doug just stand there for a moment before circling each other. Butch just shrugs and calls for the bell as the fans come to a roar.

LD: There won’t be any respect in this one; these two men have been at each other’s throats for the past year.

FB: That’s because Doug’s holding Ase’s belt and that’s something that a guy like Ase can’t allow.

LD: They’ve stopped circling and are looking to lock up…and HERE WE GO!

Doug gets the advantage in the lockup and places Ase in a side headlock. Ase pushes him against the ropes and whips him off. Doug hits the opposite ropes and knocks Ase down in the center of the ring. Doug bounces off the ropes again; Ase stays on the mat and rolls under him. As Doug bounces off the opposite ropes, Ase goes for a Yakuza kick but Doug rolls through, hits the ropes again and takes Ase down with a flying double forearm.

LD: And Doug with a quick cover!

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LD: And Ase easily gets out!

FB: Did you seriously think that would put Ase away, Daley? Ase takes harder shots than that from Tarja in the bedroom.

LD: And how would you know?

FB: …

LD: That’s what I thought.

Doug goes to pick Ase up but Ase hits several forearms to Doug’s midsection. Ase bounces off the ropes but Doug lifts him up for an overhead toss. Ase lands on his feet but Doug lifts him up for a Burning Hammer; getting the fans on their feet. Ase manages to wriggle free and retreat to the corner; Doug holds the thumb and index finger on his right hand close together to say “you were THAT close.”

LD: Doug’s now playing mind games with Ase.

FB: I don’t think that’s the best of ideas: Ase is the ultimate mind game.

LD: I hope you paid Bruce for all these lines.

FB: I gave him his pick on catering in the back.

LD: So THAT’S where all the chicken went!

FB: …loser.

Ase rushes Doug who manages to sidestep him. Ase jumps onto the middle rope and hit a clothesline on Doug. As Doug gets up, Ase goes for the Killotus but Doug squirms free. As Doug collects himself against the ropes, Ase gives him the same hand gesture as well as the middle finger with his other hand.

FB: What did I say, Daley? Ase can screw with a guy’s head better than anyone else. Doug has his hands more than full tonight.

LD: Both men have tried for their respective finishers and their opponent has wriggled free. You still have to wonder though when and if we’ll see this new submission from Doug.

FB: What does it matter? Ase has NEVER given up and NEVER will. Doug should have used all that time that he spent working on this submission and enjoyed his last moments with the belt.

The two men circle again before Ase goes to lock up. Doug leapfrogs him and goes for a sunset flip. Ase rolls through and rushes Doug for a running knee. Doug ducks, does a nip up and hits a back kick. He then goes for an enziguiri but Ase ducks it and hooks Doug’s ankle. Doug manages to get out of the ankle lock by rolling to his back and kicking Ase off.

Fans: THIS IS AWE-SOME! clap clap clapclapclap THIS IS AWE-SOME! clap clap clapclapclap

LD: This match is back and forth right now and the fans love it!

Gavelon pushes Ase against the ropes and whips him across the ring. Ase bounces off the ropes and Doug drops down. Ase rebounds back and ducks a clothesline by Doug; bouncing back again. This time Doug does a leapfrog but Ase stops dead in front of him.

FB: SUPERKICK!

LD: A superkick by Ase nailed Gavelon right in the face as he tried a leapfrog.

With Gavelon on the mat, Ase slides out of the ring and pulls aside the ring skirt.

LD: Oh boy; here we go!

FB: What's in store for Doug now?

Ase grabs two steel chairs from under the ring and slides them in. As Gavelon gets to his feet, Ase goes on the attack; using punches and side kicks to back Gavelon up into the corner. Ase proceeds to lay a flurry of right hands to Doug then quickly breaks away and opens both chairs; placing them facing each other.

LD: This looks bad, Floyd. People may not like him but Ase is definitely an originator of innovative destruction. What does he have in mind for Doug?

Ase backs against the opposite turnbuckle, does two back flips and a handspring, meets the chairs, and springs off them into a corkscrew knee smash.

LD: Ase using one of his patented moves with a little added help from the chairs!

FB: Ase's not done, Daley.

Ase lifts Doug up onto the top rope and climbs up with him. Ase continues to jockey Doug up until both men are standing on the top turnbuckle. Ase hooks Doug up in a side slam/Rock Bottom position. The fans leap to their feet.

LD: Don't tell me-

FB: Looks like Doug's about to evolve, Daley.

Ase hooks his leg around Doug's and back flips; bringing Doug with him and both men crash down onto the open steel chairs; mangling them beyond recognition.

LD: EVOLUTION SLAM THROUGH STEEL CHAIRS! Are you kidding me!?

Fans: THAT WAS CRA-ZY! clap clap clapclapclap THAT WAS CRA-ZY! clap clap clapclapclap

Ase clutches at his ribs as Doug lays in the heap of steel.

FB: This match would be over if Ase could get to the pin.

LD: But he can't! He hurt himself as well.

Slowly, Ase gets to his feet and hits a front flip onto Doug who’s still caught in what’s left of the chairs.

LD: Ase just hurt himself worse! He’s got the cover though!

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LD: NO! Doug kicks out of it. Ase just took too long to make the cover.

FB: Not a problem, Daley. Ase will recover quick enough and THEN Doug will be dead meat.

LD: He might be already, Floyd, as he’s still feeling the effects of that Evolution Slam.

Ase gets back to his feet as Doug struggles up as well. Ase rushes him but Doug throws one of the mangled chairs at him. Ase catches it but Doug knocks him down with a spinning back kick into the chair.

LD: What a maneuver by Doug! I don’t know what to call it.

FB: A Van Hammer?

LD: That doesn’t even make sense. I’m sure there’s a better name out there than that. I mean, a name like that’s just embarrassing.

Doug gathers the rest of the mangled steel and places it over Ase’s head. Doug then goes to the apron, slingshots himself back into the ring and hits a legdrop onto Ase.

LD: A modified Arabian Facebuster by Doug! There’s the cover!

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LD: NO! Ase gets to the ropes!

FB: You want to make fun of me for saying Van Hammer and yet it’s okay to call something an Arabian Facebuster?

LD: I never said I liked the name; that’s just what it’s called.

FB: Who invented it? Aladdin?

LD: Shut up, Floyd.

Ase gets to his knees and reveals a bloody forehead. Doug takes advantage by standing over him and hitting several right hands. He then backs up, rushes at Ase and nails a big boot to the face.

LD: And Doug Gavelon is really opening up on Ase’s lacerated forehead.

FB: This is just barbaric! I can’t believe that Doug would stoop so low as to attack a bleeding, injured man.

LD: First off, it’s Hell on Earth; anything goes in this match. Secondly, Ase has done this and even worse in the past.

FB: So what? If Doug’s supposed to be this “honorable” champion, he shouldn’t be doing this kind of stuff.

LD: He knows that he has to play by Ase’s rules if he’s going to beat him.

Doug picks Ase onto his shoulder and backs up against the ropes. He points to the steel cell outside the ring; the crowd responds with thunderous applause. Doug runs to the opposite side of the ring but right when he’s about to throw Ase, Ase wriggles behind Doug. Doug turns around and gets nailed with a running knee; sending him to the floor. Ase then waits for Doug to get to his feet before hitting the opposite ropes, diving through the ropes and smashing Doug into the cell as the crowd goes wild.

LD: A suicide dive by Ase and Doug’s really hurting right now.

FB: He sure is, Daley; Ase drove Doug’s back right into that steel mesh. I love it!

As Doug writhes on the ground in pain, Ase walks over and picks up the ring steps.

LD: Uh oh, Ase is breaking out some more weapons.

FB: No, he’s just showing Doug what it means to take the “next step.”

LD: That’s it; I’m banning you from having any contact with pro writers. These one liners are just driving me insane!

FB: That’s because I’m showing you up.

LD: FLOYD!

Ase waits for Doug to turn around before running at him; nailing him in the head with the massive ring steps.

Fans: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Ase tosses the steps away as he punches the now-lacerated Doug in the head.

FB: Ha ha! Turnabout’s fair play, Daley, and now Doug’s the one busted open.

LD: He certainly is and Ase is taking full advantage of it.

Ase picks Doug up by the back of the head and rams him face-first into the cell. He backs him up and does it again. After that, Ase just starts grinding Doug’s face, back and forth, into the steel mesh.

Fans: YOU SICK F**K! YOU SICK F**K!

LD: The fans are giving it to Ase but I don’t think he cares.

FB: Why should he? These fans are morons and Ase knows it.

Ase nails Doug with a right hand before hooking his left arm, getting a running start and hip tossing Doug into the cell door. Ase backs up and yells at the crowd who responds with boos. Doug struggles to his feet but is soon met with a vicious spear by Ase; sending both men flying through the door and to the outside.

LD: And both men have blown through the cell!

FB: Who didn’t see that coming?

LD: Shut up, Floyd.

Ase gets to his feet and kicks Doug in the head before picking him up. He takes Doug and goes to slam his head into the cell but Doug blocks it. Ase tries again but Doug nails a forearm to the midsection before throwing Ase into the steel mesh. Doug then hoists Ase onto his shoulder and starts ramming him over and over again into the cell. Doug holds his arms high to the approval of the crowd with Ase still on his shoulder. Doug then gets a running start but Ase holds his arms out and pushes off. He lands on his feet and drops Doug with an inverted DDT.

LD: Great reversal by Ase and Doug’s down again.

FB: He’d better get used to that view because he’ll be counting lights while Ase is holding that belt.

Ase gets to his feet and starts to climb up the cell. Doug recovers and follows Ase up. He isn’t quick enough as Ase is waiting for him; stomping down on Doug’s exposed hands.

LD: That’s a long way up and Doug’s losing his grip. He could fall at any moment!

FB: If he does then Ase’s job will be a whole lot easier.

LD: Doug’s only got one hand hanging on and- OOOH! He just reached up and kicked Ase in the head. Ase is down!

FB: It looks like they’re going to fight it out on the top of the cage now, Daley.

Fans: PLEASE DON’T DIE! PLEASE DON’T DIE!

Doug waits for the staggered Ase to turn around before knocking him down with a clothesline. Ase crawls away but Doug quickly picks him up and slams him down. Doug takes a moment to play to the crowd which only seems to anger Ase. Ase gets to his feet and knees Doug in the gut before hitting a hip toss that takes Doug close to the opposite edge of the cell.

LD: This isn’t good; both men are fighting near the edge now and are right over top of us.

FB: It’ll be bad all right…for Doug.

LD: That isn’t funny, Floyd. Someone could get seriously injured here.

FB: I’m counting on it, Daley.

As Doug gets back up, Ase rushes at him. Doug manages to catch him in time with a drop toehold; sending Ase face-first into the cell. Doug backs off and waits for Ase to get up. When he does, Doug rushes at him and attempts a dropkick. Ase sidesteps him and grabs Doug around the neck.

LD: Oh no…

Ase twists Doug into the air as both men leap off.

LD: OH NOOOOOOOO!

Doug crashes through the table as Ase overshoots and lands in the front row.

Fans: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

LD: KILLOTUS FROM THE TOP OF THE CELL! BOTH MEN MAY BE DEAD!

FB: You may be right, Daley. That was just insane but when you’re talking about Ase and the possible end of his career, insanity’s the one thing you have to expect.

Somehow, Doug actually starts to move. He floats to his stomach and inches his way out of the wreckage. As he does, a quivering arm appears over the guardrail as Ase struggles to pull himself up. He soon does and falls over the guardrail; back into ringside. Doug makes his way to the time keeper and grabs hold of the Southern Heritage Title.

FB: Look at this: Doug’s trying to run off with the belt. What a coward!

LD: I don’t think that’s what he has in mind.

Slowly, Ase gets to his feet; as does Doug. Doug gets as much speed as he can and knocks Ase back to the ground with a shot from the title belt. He then tosses the belt back to the time keeper as he grabs onto the cell; pulling himself up.

FB: Now what’s he doing? Is he trying to get away from Ase?

LD: Doug’s climbing back up the cell but it may be based on getting a moment’s rest as much as instinct. I mean, you see a wall; climb it.

FB: That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard you say.

Tarja makes her way over to help Ase up. As Doug makes it to the top, lying on the cell to collect himself, Ase starts to follow. Doug is up to his feet as Ase reaches the top. The two men start trading punches; neither man giving an inch as the crowd comes alive again.

Fans: R-C-W! R-C-W! R-C-W!

LD: Looks like Ase’s getting the better of it now.

FB: He’s just nailed half a dozen, unanswered punches so I’d say that’s definite.

LD: He’s backing up; he’s charging Doug again and-

FB: HOLY CRAP!

LD: Doug with a back body drop that just sent Ase THROUGH THE TOP OF THE CELL!

Fans: CHECK HIS PULSE! CHECK HIS PULSE!

FB: Ase is down on the mat! How the hell can these guys continue?

LD: Not only are they fighting for the richest prize in our industry but Ase is fighting for his very career.

Doug looks down through the opening in the cell at the fallen Ase in the ring. Doug looks over things before crossing himself and leaping off.

Fans: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

LD: OH MY GOD! GROUND ZERO THROUGH THE CELL OPENING! That could’ve broken both men’s ribs!

FB: Get up, Ase! Come on!

LD: Ase is motionless in the middle of the ring. Gavelon may be feeling the effects of that move but he’s still in a better position. He’s catching his breath in the corner and I think Doug has Ase here; all he has to do is capitalize.

After a few minutes, Doug, clutching his ribs and grimacing in pain, slowly walks over to Ase; motionless on his back. Doug stands over Ase and bends over to pick him up by the head when Ase springs to life; his legs shooting upward in between Gavelon's; knocking Gavelon down onto his stomach; Ase rolls through.

LD: Sharpshooter!

FB: Brilliant! Ase was playing possum and has Doug far away from the ropes in the Sharpshooter. I told you Ase could take anything and he’s proving that fact again.

A dark smirk comes over Ase's face as he scans the crowd; their roars get even louder. Ase holds the Sharpshooter with one arm and with his free arm reaches back; hooking Doug's head in an STF. Ase struggles against Doug but finally clutches his hands together.

FB: THE KONE OF KOLD! We haven't seen this move from Ase in years!

LD: One of the most impossible moves to break in the history of the business. Ase has the legs tied up and hooked and now he's taken away the upper body as well by securing Gavelon by the head and neck. You have no leverage in this hold, it's pressure from your ankles to your neck, and the pain is unbearable. This match looks like it's over, ladies and gentlemen!

Ase wrenches back on the hold.

Ase: TAP YOU SON OF A BITCH! TAP!

Fans: PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP!

Doug struggles and fights but has no way to move himself towards the ropes. Tarja on the outside yells for him to tap. Doug reaches for the ropes but they are too far away. He keeps trying; never motioning an intent to tap out.

LD: This has to be a record: nobody's fought this long in this hold. It was Ice Kold's coup de grace. It's never been broken, even by a rope break that I can recall.

FB: Gavelon's being stupid. Now he's risking HIS career. Ase will break his back if he has to.

LD: That wouldn’t be the first time with this hold.

Gavelon stops struggling and his arms go limp. The fans reaction is near silence as the referee checks Doug's arm.

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FB: It's all over! Gavelon passed out! Game, set...

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FB: And match. Ladies and gentlemen, your winner and NNNNN

Gavelon's arm partially drops before he lifts it into the air in a fist. The fans explode.

FB: NOOOOOOOO!

Doug slowly reaches his arm over to Ase's clenched hands. The camera zooms in to the fight of Gavelon trying to pry Ase's fingers apart.

LD: Gavelon fighting a losing battle here with one hand trying to break that death grip Ase has.

Slowly but surely, one of Ase's fingers loosens it's grip and Gavelon pries at it.

FB: No.

LD: It looks like Doug's going to do it.

Another finger comes loose and then another. And finally in a surge of strength, Gavelon rips the hands apart; releasing his neck. At the same time, Doug straightens his legs with incredible force; propelling Ase through the ropes and headfirst into the cell. The fans jump their feet screaming.

FB: NO!

LD: Can you believe that? Doug broke the Kone of Kold! Amazing!

FB: I DON'T believe it! This can't be happening!

LD: But how much did that move take out of Doug, he still hasn't moved since breaking the hold, and Ase's starting to get back to his feet.

Ase gets to his feet and reaches under the ring. Although he can’t pull it the whole way out with the cage in the way, he pulls out a huge ladder; keeping it parallel to the ring.

LD: And it looks like Hollywood and Michaels didn’t use all the ladders during their match as Ase has found a massive one still under the ring.

FB: Not only that but it’s in Ase’s hands. That makes it an even deadlier weapon than before.

Doug gets to his feet but not in time as Ase runs the top of the ladder right into Doug’s face. Doug slams back-first into the corner which allows Ase to rush at him and slam the ladder into his face again. Then, while holding the ladder with his left hand and Doug with his right, Ase slams Doug’s throat right into the top of the ladder; dropping Doug to the ground.

LD: Doug made it through the Kone of Kold earlier but I don’t know if he can make it through this.

FB: You’ve got that right, Daley. Ase’s just torturing him with that ladder now.

Ase sets the ladder on the mat and then opens it up. He moves Doug’s body in between before slamming the top half on him over and over again. Ase then pushes Doug aside before jumping back through the ropes.

LD: Now what’s Ase doing?

FB: It looks like he wants to pull out some more toys for Doug to enjoy.

Ase goes under the ring and sets a table up between the cell and the ring.

LD: More bad intentions from Ase here.

FB: Yeah, like you can have good intentions in a match called "Hell on Earth."

Ase rolls back into the ring with Doug laying against the bottom turnbuckle. Ase runs and drives a knee into Doug's head.

LD: Ouch!

FB: Not a good thing to have happen to you, I assure you.

Ase pulls Doug up by the hair, gets in close to his face and obviously says something to him before dropping him with a quick, forward falling Russian leg sweep. Ase uses his boots to roll Doug out of the ring onto the table.

LD: Ase with a cut-throat sign. Maybe he's ready to put Doug away.

FB: I think, Daley, the fun is only beginning for these two.

Ase climbs the ropes and stands on the top rope; positioning before leaping off the turnbuckle with a blind double corkscrew moonsault that crashes through Doug and the table.

Fans: R-C-W! R-C-W! R-C-W!

FB: WHOO HOO!

LD: What a tremendous move there but Ase took something out of himself too. Honestly, I don’t know how this match can possibly end.

FB: I wish it wouldn’t end, Daley, but then I wouldn’t get the chance to see Doug get his ass whipped.

Ase gets to his feet and picks Doug up. Doug recovers though and hits Ase in the midsection with a punch before slamming his head off the ring apron. He throws Ase into the ring before slowly making his way onto the apron. As Ase turns around, Doug leaps onto the top rope and connects with a flying STO.

LD: Doug makes the cover!

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LD: NO! Ase still kicks out! How much more will it take?

FB: His life, Daley; the only way Doug keeps the belt tonight is over his own, dead body.

Doug tosses Ase into the corner and nails several chops to the chest. He then lifts Ase onto the top turnbuckle before climbing up himself. He gets Ase in a double underhook.

LD: Doug’s looking for the Reign of Fire. It’s put so many people away in the past and could be the end of Ase tonight.

FB: We’ll see about that, Daley.

Doug goes to lift Ase into the air but Ase blocks it. Doug hits several forearms to the back and tries again. Ase still won’t go and finally lifts Doug over his head. Doug manages to hold on and slam Ase into the mat.

LD: A sunset powerbomb by Doug! He’s holding on!

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LD: NO! Ase STILL kicks out!

FB: You have to think Doug's tried everything to beat Ase and it hasn't worked yet.

Doug signals the Burning Hammer.

LD: This might do it, Floyd.

FB: Never happen.

Doug picks Ase up and lifts him up for the Burning Hammer. The fans get to their feet as Doug takes a few steps to make sure it's in the middle of the ring. Doug lifts Ase off his shoulders and Ase twists around.

FB: The Kaulus! It's all over!

LD: Oh no! The champ went for the big move and Ase reversed it into his own finisher. The deadly Kaulus has choked out wrestler after wrestler in RCW. And with Doug making sure Ase would be in the middle of the ring for the Burning Hammer, he's now in the middle of the ring for the Kaulus.

Doug fights in the standing position of the Kaulus; making sure Ase can't drop down and lock it in tight. Suddenly, in a show of pure strength, Doug lifts himself upright; putting Ase on his shoulder. Doug tosses Ase up and catches him back in the torture rack position.

LD: BURNING HAMMER! Doug did it! Ase's career is over!

Doug, now having energy, slowly rolls over enough to put an arm on Ase's chest.

FB: NO NO NO!

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LD: NO! ASE GOT A SHOULDER UP!

FB: Oh thank God!

LD: Can you believe it? These men refuse to go down.

Fans: THIS IS AWE-SOME! clap clap clapclapclap THIS IS AWE-SOME! clap clap clapclapclap

Ase and Doug both struggle to get to their knees. They then sit on their knees as Ase throws a wild punch at Doug. Doug throws another back. Both men lean into each other; using the other to stand.

LD: What a grueling match. Neither man can even stand. They are using each other to even get to their feet.

FB: Who wants it more: that’s the question that needs answered, Daley.

Both men finally get to their feet and Ase explodes.

FB: KILLOTUS!

LD: KILLOTUS!

Both men crash down; Ase on his back; Gavelon face first into the mat. Both men lay motionless.

FB: No! Come on, Ase! Make the cover!

LD: Ase's in the more dangerous position; laying on his back. Gavelon's on his stomach but neither man is moving.

The referee checks on both men but can do nothing.

LD: No count outs in this match because otherwise it would be over. Neither man is moving.

Surprisingly, Doug makes the first motion by moving his arms down to chest level to try and push himself up.

FB: How? Ase hit the Killotus and Doug's the first man up?

LD: Doug's the first to move, Floyd, but he's far from up yet. And now we have movement from Ase.

Both men once again begin a slow ascent to their feet; once again they use each other to try and get to their feet. This time, Doug shoves Ase against the ropes before he can try anything. Ase uses the momentum from the ropes to bounce back and Doug catches him with another Burning Hammer.

LD: BURNING HAMMER! This one has got to be it.

FB: NO! It can't happen!

Doug slowly crawls over to his fallen foe and musters the strength to hook the leg.

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LD: NO! Ase barely got his shoulder up!

The fans gasp in amazement.

FB: My god! Two Burning Hammers, The Kaulus and the Killotus…and this match isn't over yet! What is it going to take to finish this match?

Doug pulls himself up and picks up the ladder. Ase gets up and Doug takes a swing at him with the ladder. Ase ducks it before hitting a dropkick that sends the ladder flying on top of Doug. With Doug on the ground, Ase backs up and performs a cartwheel. He then does a double backflip before corkscrewing himself and dropping down with a double knee.

LD: Ase is pulling out all the stops, even if it means doing harm to himself. He’s moved the ladder out of the way and makes the cover!

FB: YES! YES! YES!

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FB: 3!

LD: NO! Doug just gets the shoulder up!

FB: DAMN IT!

LD: Both men just refuse to stay down.

Ase pounds the mat in frustration as he looks to the skies and gives an angry shriek. He then grabs the ladder and sets it up; making sure it’s right underneath the opening in the top of the cell. After hitting a slap across Doug’s face, Ase lifts him onto his shoulders and starts climbing up. Once he reaches the top, he sets Doug on the top and hooks his head.

LD: Now it looks like Ase wants to hit the Killotus off the ladder. He hit it off the cell earlier but couldn’t make the cover and hit a second one out of nowhere after that. If he can hit this and quickly make the cover, it’ll be over.

FB: That’s certainly right, Daley. They’ll be in the middle of the ring; no ropes for Doug to grab and no way he’s kicking out of that.

Ase raises a middle finger to the crowd and gets booed for his troubles. He then tightens his grip on Doug’s head but Doug manages to reach up and grab onto the cell. Ase wrenches on his head to make him let go but Doug keeps his grip firm. Finally, Doug starts hitting forearm after forearm to Ase before he finally lets go. Doug then hits a massive head butt which staggers both men. Ase looses his balance and falls back but Doug grabs him by the feet and pulls him up; slamming his face into the top of the cell.

LD: A modified hot shot by Doug and Ase may be out.

FB: Yeah, but Doug can’t beat him up there, can he?

LD: He absolutely can. There’s no rules against it and if he can put Ase to his back on that cell, it’ll be just as good as putting him down on the mat.

As Ase holds onto the top of the cell, trying not to fall off, Doug jumps up on the other side before kicking the ladder away; causing it to crash on the mat. Doug then grabs Ase by the back of the head before looking out to the crowd.

Doug: SLOW DEATH!

Doug hooks Ase’s left arm with his left arm and Ase’s right arm with his legs before hitting elbow after elbow after elbow to his bleeding forehead.

FB: Those are 12-to-6 elbows! Those are illegal!

LD: Only in MMA, Floyd. It’s ALL legal in Hell on Earth.

Doug then takes his right arm and hooks in a dragon sleeper on Ase; the referee looking at the close up camera angle on the “Hog -Tron” to check for any sign of a submission.

Fans: TAP! TAP! TAP!

Ase cries out in pain as not only does Doug’s arm tighten around his head but the hard-edged cell digs deeper and deeper into his back. After several moments when Ase doesn’t tap, Doug hits more and more elbows; becoming almost possessed. The blood splatters all over the place as the elbows continue. Finally, Doug hooks the dragon sleeper back in and wrenches back as hard as he can.

LD: This may be it, Floyd! Can Ase hold on?

FB: He has to, Daley! DON’T GIVE UP ASE!

Slowly, Ase’s quivering left hand raises in the air as the fans come to a roar. He holds it there, trying to endure the pain; his legs continuing to dangle above the ring. Doug wrenches back even further so that his feet are firmly on the cell and he’s on his back with his left shoulder up; making sure that no possible pin attempt can be made by an agonized Ase; ensuring that even more pressure is put into Ase’s back. Ase’s hand floats closer and closer to the cell. Finally…it hits the cell. It does so several more times until Doug lets go of the hold but still pulls Ase up; making sure he doesn’t drop to the mat. The crowd noise makes it nearly impossible for Lester or Floyd to hear themselves think, let alone speak.

LD: ASE TAPPED! ASE TAPPED! DOUG HAS DONE IT! DOUG HAS DONE THE IMPOSSIBLE!

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FB: I can’t believe it! I never believed that Ase would EVER tap! Doug has actually made Ase quit pro wrestling!

The referee calls for the bell.

TG: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner by submission…and STILL RCW Southern Heritage Champion…DOUG GAVELON!

“Through the Fire and Flames” plays as Tarja makes her way into the cell and then the ring; holding the ladder up for Ase so that he can safely climb down. Once he reaches the bottom, Tarja helps him out of the cell and to the back.

LD: Ase fought, literally, through Hell tonight and proved why he was the most dangerous man in wrestling. However, it wasn’t good enough as Doug still emerged victorious.

FB: I guarantee that match took some years off of Doug’s life though, Daley. That was as physical, as intense, as crazy a match that you’ll ever see. Doug may have won the match but he may end up losing the war. His body may never recover.

Doug makes his way to the edge of the cell and climbs down. He takes the title belt back from the time keeper before climbing back up the cell. He stands in the middle and holds up the title in victory.

Fans: GA-VE-LON! GA-VE-LON! GA-VE-LON!

LD: Well fans, what a night we witnessed here at Hog Heaven! Thanks for joining us and make sure to tune into Southern Dynamite.

FB: I can't believe he's still Champion... I'm going to go drink.

LD: For Floyd and myself, we say GOODNIGHT!

The cameras focus on Doug one last time before fading to the Hog Heaven logo.