Monday, May 23, 3011

The Pyros hit at the top of the ramp all the way down to the ring and on the ring posts as Crucifiction begins. The crowd are going bonkers all over the arena and there isn't a fan in his seat in this packed 17500 person arena.

JOEY STYLES: Welcome to Crucifiction, on this lovely May evening!
P. LICKIN: Is it really May, still? My watch says it's already September, so why don't you just wake me up when September ends?
JOEY STYLES: ...What? Anyways, we have a big night of action ahead, but first it seems we have someone calling for me to come to the ring.
P. LICKIN: It's probably your mother. Tell her I said hi, okay?
JOEY STYLES: ...

SCOTT DIBIASE SEGMENT

JOEY STYLES: Ladies and gentlemen, on the last edition of VWF Crucifiction we witnessed the unthinkable and saw the crowning of a new World Heavyweight champion, resulting in one man holding both the World and Intercontinental championships for the first time in VWF history. Now, please join me in welcoming the former World Heavyweight champion: Scott DiBiase!

"Well enough is enough and it's time for a change!"

Pink and white spotlights wash over the entrance as Owen Hart's theme hits the sound system while the fans are on their feet cheering and stomping. Stepping from behind the curtain, wearing a Calgary Hitmen jersey emblazoned with the number "12" and the name "OWEN" and carrying the Canadian flag, is Scott DiBiase. Pink and white spotlights taking the form of the "King of Harts" emblem lead Scott down the aisle as he makes his way towards the ring. Climbing up the steps and through the ropes, he takes a spot to the side of Joey Styles in the middle of the ring.

JOEY STYLES: Scott, obviously you're not scheduled nor dressed to compete here tonight but we've been told that there was no chance in hell you weren't going to make an appearance here tonight.

Scott smiled and looked out at the capacity crowd, all on their feet chanting "OWEN! OWEN! OWEN!"

SCOTT DiBIASE: Certainly not, Joey. I don't think anybody here tonight nor anybody watching at home can forget that twelve years ago tonight in Kansas City, the entire wrestling world suffered a tragedy we can never truly recover from. As a result of his harness being prematurely released, Owen Hart fell seventy-eight feet from the rafters and impacted with the top rope before landing in the ring. At only 34 years of age, Owen Hart was gone...

JOEY STYLES: Owen may be gone but he will never be forgotten, which is why here tonight TD Alexander will step into the ring against the new Eurocontinental champion Johnny Aggression, the United States champion Alexander Cage and the Pan Pacific champion Sean Edmunds for the Owen Hart Memorial Cup.

SCOTT DiBIASE: There is nothing I would love more than to be right there in the ring paying my respects to Owen, Joey but as you're well aware I still have not been cleared to compete.

JOEY STYLES: You took quite a beating, suffering not only two Humility Bombs at the hands of the new World Heavyweight champion but a devastating Bushido Kick delivered by the former Eurocontinental champion, "The Japanese Devil" Kamikaze. I would be lying if I didn't say there were some concerns as to whether you will be able to make it for your scheduled match at Bloodlust.

SCOTT DiBIASE: Don't worry, Joey... I promise you and each and every one of our fans that I will be at Bloodlust. There's no way I would miss the opportunity to step into the ring with three of the best the VWF has to offer...

The crowd gives a mixed reaction for the remaining challengers of the Bloodlust main event.

SCOTT DiBIASE: Oh yeah, Dan Ryan is going to be involved as well, well... three out of four isn't bad. Trust me when I say that no matter how good our new World champion believes himself to be, he's going to have an even more difficult task keeping his beloved championships as none of us has to defeat him or any of the other challengers to claim those belts. All we have to do is climb that ladder and rip those belts off of the hook as they are suspended above the ring. With all of the enemies Dan Ryan has made in the VWF, you just might find that some of us are willing to sacrifice our shot at glory in order to see to it that his reign of terror comes to an end.

JOEY STYLES: That is, of course, providing Kamikaze does not leave here tonight with the World Heavyweight championship in his grasp.

The crowd is torn on how to respond, loathe to support "The Japanese Devil" while despising the new World champion even more.

SCOTT DiBIASE: If there is anyone in the VWF with the tools to pull off such a feat, Kamikaze would be among the top of that list but as much as I would love to see Ryan get what he deserves here tonight, we've all seen the lengths he will go to to keep his precious undefeated streak intact. But at Bloodlust, there will be nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, he will have to climb that ladder just like the rest of us and with four people with the singular mission of making sure a real World's champion is crowned, he may have finally bitten off more than he can chew.

JOEY STYLES: The gauntlet has clearly been cast, we'll be right back with our first match after these words from our sponsors.

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(The VWF returns from commercial...)

JOEY STYLES: It seems we're having technical difficulties tonight, but hopefully that won't stop us from bringing YOU the hottest action in professional wrestling!
P. LICKIN: Speaking of hot action, bring on the boobies!
JOEY STYLES: ...what he means is, our opening contest is the debuting Aphrodite taking on Brandy Rose.
P. LICKIN: Boobies!

Aphrodite Vs. Brandy Rose w/ Brittney Rose

(-(-( The match is already under way, as Brandy whips Aphrodite against the ropes with a clothesline on the rebound that brings Aphrodite down hard.

P. LICKIN: Like a bad shot of Alabama whiskey!

JOEY STYLES: Indeed.

Brandy hits several kicks to a fallen Aphrodite before picking her up and whipping her into the corner. She charges right into her with an avalanche that knocks Aphrodite to the canvas, still in the corner. Brandy backs up a few steps before landing a hard dropkick on Aphrodite, pulling her leg up for the cover. 1...2...kickout by Aphrodite! Brandy argues with the ref, distracting him long enough for Brittany to slide into the ring with...a cowbell!? As Aphrodite gets to her feet, Brittany swings the cowbell to her head...only to miss, knocking down the ref instead! With the ref down, Aphrodite throws Brittany out of the ring before turning her attention toward Brandy...who responds by flipping her around on her head, delivering the Jack Rabbit Driver! She pulls the leg up, but the ref is still down!

JOEY STYLES: You can't get the win that way, Brandy!

P. LICKIN: Yeah...but stay in that position, please.

A moment later, a young man in a referee's shirt runs down to the ring to make the count. ".1 ..2 ...3!!!" The man raises Brandy's hand in victory as his face becomes more familiar.

JOEY STYLES: Wait a minute, is that...it's Wally Walters! What's he doing in the Impact Z...I mean, the VWF Arena?

P. LICKIN: I guess Kahrs finally found him a job.

TIMOTHY KAHRS: Darn tootin'.

P. LICKIN & JOEY STYLES: Bwah!

TIMOTHY KAHRS: Bwah!

P. LICKIN: Where'd you come fr...hey, where'd he go? G*ddammit, Kahrs.)-)-)

Winner: Brandy Rose wins

 

MASON PIERCE SEGMENT

Backstage, a camera crew has been alerted to an apparently uninvited duo that have appeared at the arena doors. A tall, physically toned male in a black leather jacket, blue jeans and black Reeboks is being accompanied by a slender, attractive dark-haired woman in a brown fringed suede jacket, black leather pants that accentuate her figure and matching leather boots. A security guard steps in front of the two of them and puts a hand on the woman's shoulder.

Security: Sorry. Nobody allowed past this point. Talent only.

The man in the leather jacket steps forward and removes the security guard's hand.

??: You listen to me, pal. You put your hand on her again, and I promise you'll be pullin' back a stump. We've got business here. Now if you don't mind pointing us to where the big man on campus is, we'll be on our way.

Security: I haven't seen VK around tonight, but one of his assistants is probably walking around somewhere. Wait here. I'll see if I can raise someone to assist you.

As the security guard grabs his radio, the man turns to his female companion.

??: Want to remind me again why we're doing this? We've got jobs that we should be taking care of. Especially-

??: Not here, Mason. Not with these cameras around. You need a reminder of why we're here? It's called covering our asses. All that money we've been pulling in from our little excursions? Sooner or later, there's not going to be any place to park it out of the purview of certain suspicious eyes, and people are going to start asking questions. Questions we don't want asked. You do your thing here, you start making a name for yourself and we have a plausible asset cover.

??: Fine. I can accept that. But come on, Leona. Chicago? Of all the places, you have to pick Chicago?

??: Yes, Mason. Chicago. I know people here. I have connections. We can get a lot more answers here than we could in, say, New York. And I don't know if you've realized this yet, but we can't be too picky on where we set up shop. A lot of people are still looking for us- or have you forgotten already? And oh, yeah.. there's also work to be had. Now trust me on this. Chicago is the place we want to be right now. This place is a nice bonus. A place to keep your skills sharp and our assets somewhat concealable.

The security guard comes back, his radio in his hand.

Security: You Pierce?

Mason: I am.

Security: Looks like you're on the level. Down the hallway, second right. Someone will meet you there and take you the rest of the way.

Mason: Bout damn time.

Mason and Leona brush past the security guard and make their way down the corridor as we head back to the ringside area...

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Johnny Saint w/ The Wallace Family Vs. King Reign

(-(-( Johnny Saint and King Reign go for a collar and elbow tie up. They lock arms and King shoves him to the mat almost immediately. Johnny does a roll and gets to one knee looking at Reign, who flexes his muscles at Johnny. Saint smiles and get back to a standing positions and they do another tie�up that sends Johnny back down to the match. Reign flexes again and mug to the crowd. Johnny shakes his head and looks at Reign, He puts index finger asking Reign for one more chance.

Reign shrugs his shoulders and gives him a slight smile that same to tell everyone watching, �why not do it again.� Johnny gets back to a vertical base and starts to circle again. They go for another tie-up but it does not happen as Johnny uses his quickness and slips behind King Reign going under and to the side of the big man�s arms. He quickly goes to attack the right knee of King Reign with kicks to the front and back of the knee. The big man staggers and falls to one knee, Johnny kicks him square in the jaw that sends the big man to the mat on his back. Johnny hit that ropes and runs up to Reign lying on the mat holding his jaw. He hits a knee drop across the man�s throat. He rolls forward and smiles at his Big Brother him standing with the rest of the Wallace Family cheering him on. He moves back over to Reign and sit the big man up and soccer kicks him in the back. Reign screams out in pain. Johnny runs to the ropes, bounces off them and hit a shining wizard on Reign. He goes for a triangle choke on Reign sinking it in tight and trying to get the big man to submit.

JOEY STYLES: Johnny Saint looking quite dominant against the debuting King Reign.

P. LICKIN: Indeed.

After few minutes of being in the hold and not submitting Reign is able to force has way out of the hold. And both men get back to a standing position, Johnny hits the speed rush on Reign, hitting punches and kicks to the big man�s chest moving him back to the corner. Reign hit the corner stun. Johnny looks toward the other corner for a second and run full speed toward Reign. Johnny hit Reign in the stomach and rolls upward ending up in a fankensteiner position and than hitting on Reign from the corner. Reign is lain out on the mat. Johnny Saint gets to the top of the turnbuckle and does a moonsault hitting the lay out man in the center of the ring. Ref goes for the count

1..

2..

Reign kicks out before the three counts. Johnny gets up and looks at Black Death who smiles and calls for him to come over to him. Johnny leaves the ring and the whole Wallace family gets into a huddle around the ring. This gives King Reign some time to recover and he starts to move around woke his way to one knee with his head down. The Wallace family breaks the huddle and Johnny and Black Death nod and grab the back of each other head. They do head butt and Johnny jumps back into the ring. The other members move to surround the ring.

JOEY STYLES: Hey wait, what's going on now?

P. LICKIN: Looks to me like a bunch of sharks just smelled blood, Joey!

Johnny moves in and King Reign punches him in the gut and follows ups with one to the head. He grabs and power slams Johnny to the mat. He follows up with stomps to the gut and head. He picks him back up and power bombs him to the mat. He drops the leg cross Johnny saint throat. He does not back down. He throws Johnny off from the ropes and hit a clothes line on Johnny that sends him hard to the mat.

"Reign... Hey King Reign hold on for a second." Black Death voice comes from the ring side. King Reign and everyone stops and looks over to Black Death who is now on the ring apron with a microphone in his hand.

"Hey Reign your good and I am going to let you finish the match, but I got something to say to you right now." King Reign goes walking over toward him with a confuse look over his face.

"See you might win this match... no you are going to this match, but in the end you are never going to win against me and you know why ... turn around."

King Reign turns, getting hit with green mist sprayed from Jade Wallace mouth. He grabs for his eyes and takes kick from jade that bends him over and hits the Dragon Destroyer him that lays him out. Black Death enters the ring and walks over to King Reign. He stands over him with the microphone still in his hand.

"You're never going to beat me because in the end I have my Family behind me and you never cross my family." He slams the microphone into Reign's chest. He picks up King Reign from the mat and hits the Black Death Driver on King Reign. He moves and Lisa Wallace comes off the top rope and hit the Macho Man Elbow on King Reign. Johnny help back on his feet and they leave the ring. The ref begins the count, and after reaching 10 calls for the bell. )-)-)

Winner: King Reign wins

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Kill Crazy and Steven Patrick Vs. Ash Bombay and The Professor

(-(-( Metallica's "One" begins to play and Ash Bombay steps through the curtain. He walks down to the ring and "Insane in the Brain" starts to play and the Professor makes his way out. They are waiting in the ring when "How Soon is Now" is heard throughout the arena and Steven Patrick appears at the top of the ramp. He makes his way down to ringside and awaits his partner. He isn't waiting long as the music of Brand New plays and Kill Crazy steps through the curtain. He makes his way down the ramp and joins his partner. They nod to each other and rush the ring.

JOEY STYLES: And here we go, folks!

KC goes after Bombay and Patrick attacks the Professor. Bombay swings but KC dodges and takes Bombay down with a belly-to-back suplex. Patrick and the Professor exchange a few glancing blows before the referee ushers them to their corners. KC attempts a quick pin but Bombay kicks out quickly. KC gets back on his feet and picks Bombay back up. Bombay starts to lay into KC with some sharp fists to the stomach, sending KC reeling. Bombay continues his assault until KC is backed up to the ropes. The referee backs Bombay up. As Bombay backs up, KC explodes on him, unloading with a series of lefts and rights before locking him up and dropping him with a northern lights suplex.

JOEY STYLES: What excellent offense from Kill Crazy tonight, don't you agree P?

P. LICKIN: Huh? Yeah, sure, okay.

JOEY STYLES: Come on, P, don't be...what is that? Why do you have a picture of Brandy Rose under the desk?

P. LICKIN: Um...research.

KC puts the boots to Bombay, but Ash rolls to the ropes. The referee backs KC up and Bombay pulls himself up. KC continues his assault by attempting a dropkick, but Bombay narrowly avoids it. KC gets up quickly, but Bombay kicks him in the gut and drops him with a snapmare. He immediately goes after KC's leg and locks in a half crab before KC fights out of it. Bombay gets to his feet and makes the tag to the Professor. The Professor grabs KC and tries to whip him into the turnbuckle but KC reverses it and whips the Professor into his and Patrick's corner. With the Professor prone and leaning against the turnbuckle, KC makes the tag to Patrick and jams his knee into the Professor's gut.

JOEY STYLES: The Professor is just having a rough night, tonight!

P. LICKIN: ...

JOEY STYLES: P, what did I tell you about...hey, that's MY leg you're touching!

Patrick enters the ring. He starts to go after the Professor but gets a thumb in his eye. He immediately backs off, giving the Professor an opening. Professor goes on the offensive, grappling Patrick and dropping him with a bulldog. He drops a leg on Patrick before picking him up. He whips him into the ropes and suddenly WHAM! Patrick connects with the Bigmouth Strikes Again superkick! He quickly makes the cover. ".1 ..2 ...3!!!" Ash Bombay is stunned as Steven Patrick and Kill Crazy celebrate the win.)-)-)

Winners: Steven Patrick and Kill Crazy win

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Chris Eagles Vs. Mysterious #1 Contender for the Pan Pacific Championship

(-(-( The bell rings as Eagles and Mysterious lock up. Mysterious whips Eagles against the ropes, delivering a big clothesline on the rebound. He goes to work on the newcomer with hard lefts and rights to the face, as Eagles inches his way to the ropes. He manages to grab the bottom rope, forcing Mysterious to break the hold. Mysterious taunts Eagles to get up...and when he does, Mysterious plants him right back into the canvas with a spinebuster before going for the cover: uno...dos...kickout!

P. LICKIN: Uno dos? What is this, Telemundo?

TIMOTHY KAHRS: You know how hard it is to type a one on a crappy keyboard like this? I almost didn't get the exclamation point in.

P. LICKIN: What the hell are you talking about, and how did you ge--where the hell did he go THIS time?

A frustrated Mysterious grabs the arm of Eagles, wrenching it tightly. The ref asks Eagles if he submits, which he refuses. He slowly gets back to a vertical base, countering the hold with something that looks like a fireman carry with one arm (don't ask me why, I don't know what this guy does). He stomps Mysterious several times with the boot before going for a cover: one...kickout by Mysterious. He runs against the ropes, looking to gain momentum...but Mysterious answers with a neckbreaker! He works on the neck now, driving his knee into it in a chinlock as the ref continues to check on Eagles. Eagles screams his refusal to tap out as he again inches his way to the ropes, breaking the hold. Not to be outdone, Mysterious grabs his arm in a hammerlock, which Eagles counters into a hammerlock of his own. A moment later, Mysterious counters into ANOTHER hammerlock, as they begin to edge toward the ropes. Instead of either man grabbing the rope, however, they LEAVE the ring, still countering each other's hammerlock with an occasional headlock here and there. They make their way up the ramp in this fashion as the ref begins to count: one...two...three...he gets to ten, and both men are gone!? From the back, Timothy Kahrs appears with a microphone in hand.

TIMOTHY KAHRS: It seems Mysterious and Chris Eagles have misunderstood a rule or two. As acting VWF Commissioner--(muttering under his breath) sorta--I am hereby changing this match to a no count out, no DQ match. There MUST be a winner and new #1 Contender to the Pan Pacific Championship.

The ref, not sure what to do, simply makes his way up the ramp to catch up with the competitors as the show goes on.

(The VWF goes to commercial...)

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Maximillian Vandiel III Vs. Reverend John Crazy

(-(-( The lights in the arena go dim as the opening chords to Paint It, Black begins to play throughout the arena. Crazy makes his out as the only light in the arena is a spotlight that follows him to the ring. Crazy solemnly makes his way down to the ring, then climbs to the second turnbuckle and closes his eyes and raises his fists into the air.

P. LICKIN': And here comes the Reverend! Obvious winner for tonight.

JOEY STYLES: Looks a bit off tonight, looking around as if he expects another attack like the one from last weeks match.

P. LICKIN': I wonder what happened to him under that ring last week...

JOEY STYLES: Oh god, my mind, this is what working with you gets me!

As "Tearing the veil from grace" thumps over the arena speaker system a green light plays across the entrance way. Slightly over a minute of the music has passed without the slightest twitch of the entrance curtain when Vandiel finally appears. He makes his way through the curtain riding on the back of his brainwashed "evil" bear who looks even more disgruntled than usual as Vandiel perches upon his back with the light glittering off his burnished steel face mask. As the bear trudges down the aisle Vandiel shakes his snake-headed oak staff at the nearest members of the crowd, hissing "The power of Umbalorwrryal compels thee!" repeatedly at them like a mantra until they reach the ringside area. Once at the ring Vandiel slips off the back of Jeff (that's the bear.) and secures him to the nearest ring post with a length of chain before sliding under the bottom rope and kneeling in the corner to await the start of the match.

JOEY STYLES: Nice victory from this man last week, looks like he'll accomplish things here!

P.LICKIN': Just like I accomplish things with your mom in bed! OH!

JOEY STYLES:...

The match opens up with the ref calling for the bell. Reverend and Maximillian meet in the center of the ring trading some intense jabs and punches, contesting to see who is the better brawled. When Reverend catches Maximillian with a punch to the side of Maximillian's jaw, it stuns him long enough to give Reverend enough time to hit a snap suplex to get Maximillian down. Reverend takes control of the match by looking in an arm bar and wrenching away as Maxillian fights to get his arm loose. Fortunately for Maxillian, he is close to the ropes and is able to grab the rope, which makes the ref force Reverend to let go of the hold. After a few extra seconds of the hold, Reverend let's go of the the hold and gets back to his feet, looking impatient. Maximillian slowly gets to his feet with assist from the ropes and turns to see Reverend charging at him in an attempt to knock him down with a clothesline. Maximillian somehow manages to duck under the arm just in time and use the ropes to come back and nail the stunned Reverend with a lariat!

JOEY STYLES: Nice Lariat there from Maximillian, I thought he was a goner for a moment.

P. LICKIN: Hmm? This match is still going, sorry, was checkin' out the bombshell in the front row!

JOEY STYLES: You're hopeless.

The match continues with Maximillian waiting for Reverend to get back to his feet, looking to hit some big move possibly. The crowd pop as they anticipate the actual move incoming. Once Reverend is up to his feet, he is met by Maximillian who attempts to grab Reverend's arm so he can bring him back down to the mat for what seems to be his finisher, Venom. Reverend though is able to get a break and force himself loose, shoving Maximillian away and having enough time to catch Maximillian with a European Uppercut that leaves a noise for all of the arena to hear. Reverend then throws Maximillian to the ropes and charges behind, leaping up and attempting to hit a dropkick, but Maximillian dodges the move and Reverend crashes to the mat.

Maximillian looks to get a few shots in with some stomps, but Reverend, thinking as quickly as possible, pulls himself out of the ring and to the outside, giving him time to recover. Maximillian is obviously frustrated and runs to the ropes behind him and looks to dive through the ropes in an attempt to hit Reverend. Reverend makes a quick side step and pushes Maximillian to the floor to hear the thud. Laughing, Reverend picks up Maximillian and tosses him back into the ring. With Maximillian feeling the effects of that bump to the floor, Reverend takes his time to taunt while locking in the Figure Four Leg Lock and wrenching back as Maximillian yells in pain and taps out. )-)-)

Winner: Reverend John Crazy wins

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Christopher White Vs. Sean Layne Slate Vs. Leon "Purple" Hayze #1 Contender for the Eurocontinental Championship

(-(-( "Save Me" by Burn Halo hits the PA system as the crowd start to boo knowing exactly who is due to come out through the curtain now. Christopher White emerges from the back, wearing his glasses , jacket and t-shirt combination and basic white wrestling tights. Smirking at the amount of boos that he get, White stops in the center of the stage and raises his arms as gold pyro shoots out on the sides of the stage. This is the cue that sends White down the ramp, ignoring the desperate fans reaching out hoping for a slap on the hand. White uses the steps at ring side to get into the ring and heads over to the ropes where he raises his arm while looking out to the crowd, which just causes more boos. He hops down and moves to a corner.

The sound of waves crashing can be heard before the main chorus of Baba O Riley kicks in. Sean Layne Slate comes out from behind the curtain with his surfboard in hand. He throws the Hang ten sign up to the fans as he makes his way to the ring. He places his board up against the announce table before sliding into the ring ready to fight.

Purple and green lights and flash as his music begins to play, and as the first time Jimmi Hendrix finishes uttering 'Purple Haze...', green pyros hit to the right and left as he hits the stage, spinning slowly with his hands outstretched for a moment, before lazily making his way to the ring, stumbling a bit as if intoxicated.

Joey Styles: This is a triple threat match and the winner will become the number one contender for the Eurocontinental Championship.

The bell rings and White starts things off with a clothesline to Slate, sending him to the mat, He turns to take out Hayze but he's already slamming his boot into White's gut. White staggers back and Hayze maneuvers him into an armbar. White reverses the move but not for long as Slate is back on his feet hitting forearms into White's back. White releases Hayze, with a shove down to the mat then spins slamming his knee into Slate. Slate doubles over and White grabs him for a suplex but changes it and lifts Slate up before bringing him down and turning the move into a cutter. Slate hits the mat with a crash. White tries for a cover but before he can he's spun around by Hayze who delivers a nasty chop to White's chest. White responds with a chop of his own. Hayze smashes White in the head then and the two men start exchanging blows around the ring. Soon White grabs Hayze and throws him into the ropes. Hayze uses the momentum in aide for a lionsault onto White.

Joey Styles: White is down, Slate is slowly starting to move and Hayze is going for the pin! Is this match going to be over before it even begins? P. Lickin: Aggression is gonna win his own contender spot? How does that work?

Joey Styles: That's not Aggression, that's Leon Hayze. Hayze covers White 1..2...No dice! White kicks out just as Slate gets to his feet and boots Hayze in the back. Slate pulls Hayze up to his vertical base by his arm as White rolls to his feet. White tries to attack Slate but Slate gets out of the way and White hits Hayze instead. Slate grabs White from behind and hits him with the right hand staggering him. Slate hits White a couple more jabs as he then tries to nail White with a clothesline but White ducks it. Suddenly Hayze comes out of nowhere hitting both Slate and White with a dropkick sending them both to the mat. Hayze gets to his feet and raises his one arm in the air to the delight of the fans.

P. Lickin: Aggression really has the crowd behind him!

Joey Styles: I told you, that's not Aggression, that's Leon Hayze! Are you high?

P. Lickin: No, but I think Aggression might be. Look at his eyes!

Joey Styles: Oh my god!

While Hayze pumps the crowd up, White gets up behind him and spears him from behind. He picks Hayze up and spins him around and nails him with a belly to belly suplex. Hayze hits the ropes behind White and bounces to the floor below, hitting his head on the edge of the ring as he falls. White grins as he turns his attention to the now rising Slate. Slate charges him but White dodges aside, and brings an elbow down onto Slate's back as he passes by. Slate stumbles and goes down to a knee. White grabs him, and picks him up, lifting him high before hitting the White Out. With the ease only arrogance can give, he covers Slate for the pin...but Hayze manages to slide in, setting a hand on top of White. ".1 ..2 ...3!!!" The ref begins to award the win, but a second referee runs down the ramp to argue. He calls for an instant replay, showing that Hayze's hand was on White at the same exact time White pinned Slate. After much deliberation, the refs raise BOTH Hayze and White's hands!)-)-)

Winners: Leon Hayze and Christopher White win

SAVAGE YOUTH SEGMENT

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JOEY STYLES: Up next, Devan Nox defends her Cabo Wabo Championship against Maxxx Hardcore, a man who's been nearly obsessed with Nox for the past several weeks.
P. LICKIN: And rightfully so, might I add. Man, look at her...
JOEY STYLES: P!
P. LICKIN: ...wonderful, BEAUTIFUL eyes.

Maxxx Hardcore Vs. Devan Nox (c) Cabo Wabo Middleweight Championship

(-(-( "I Do It With My Prick Out" begins to play and the VWF's favorite smut peddler, Maxx Hardcore, steps through the curtain and makes his way down the ramp as the VWF faithful shower him in jeers. Maxx smirks and blows off the haters. He poses on the turnbuckle as "I'm So Sick" starts to play and Devan Nox makes her down to the ring.

Devan blows the crowd a kiss and steps into the ring. She stares down Maxx as the referee calls for the bell. The two pace around the ring opposite each other for a moment before tying up. Maxx gains the upper hand and puts Devan in a headlock, wrenching it before dropping her with a bulldog. Maxx is back on his feet quickly, taunting Devan to get back on her feet. Devan rises to her knees, gives Maxx an angry glare, and strikes like a viper. She grabs a hold of Maxx and knocks him silly with a European uppercut. Maxx staggers back into the ropes, bounces back and dodges an attack from Devan. Maxx and Devan then begin to brawl, exchanging closed fist punches for a moment before Devan gives Maxx an eye rake and then takes him down with a spinning heel kick. Maxx drops to the canvas and Devan strikes him a series of quick kicks to his torso. He rolls out of the ring to escape the barrage.

The champ taunts him as he walks off the attack outside the ring. The referee has already began his ten count, but only makes it to seven before Maxx scrambles back into the ring. Devan attempts to take him down with a facebuster, but Maxx blocks this and elbows her in the gut and takes her down with a snap DDT. He quickly makes the pin. .1..2...kickout!

Devan is back on her feet quickly but Maxx is waiting. He attempts to whip her into the turnbuckle, but Devan reverses this and sends Maxx into the turnbuckle instead. She turns him facing her and hits his chest with a nasty knife edge chop followed by a knee to the groin. Maxx drops and Devan backs up, only to come flying at him with a bronco buster! The attack is effective, but Maxx, ever the pervert, has a big smile on his face.

Maxx pulls himself up using the turnbuckle post. He is almost to his feet when Devan hits with The Encore superkick! Maxx drops and Devan quickly makes the cover. .1..2...ropebreak! Devan looks frustrated that Maxx was able to get his foot on the rope. Devan goes after Maxx once again, but Maxx kicks her sharply in the crotch! Devan shrieks in pain and Maxx bolts to his feet. He grabs her and wrestles her down to the canvas and locks in the A2M! Devan resists for what seems like forever before finally giving in and tapping out! )-)-)

Winner: Maxxx Hardcore wins the Cabo Wabo Championship

JONNY CEDRONE SEGMENT

**--After a typical awesome VWF match, the cameras head back over to the announcers at ringside. Joey's sights bounce from the ring area and the fans in attendance in amazement as P just looks out into outer space.--**

Joey: "Wow! What a match! These fans are STILL on their feet after that one P!"

P: "---"

Joey: "P?"

P: "No thanks, I went before I came out here."

Joey: "What's wrong with you?"

P: "Nothing, I always pee before I come out."

Joey: "No! *Sigh* I mean, why are you staring out into space? What's wrong with you?"

P: "My mind keeps running back to the 'Under the Sheets' segment with Sara."

Joey: "You and every other man in this arena, and at home for that matter."

P: "No. She said something."

**--Joey gives a look to P as if to say "Duh!"--**

Joey: "Well yeah. She said a lot of something."

P: "She alluded to a return of a former World Champion here tonight."

Joey: "Yes. Yes she did."

P: "She also alluded to the word, 'king.'"

Joey: "Awesome analysis P. Thank you so much. Without you, I don't know if any of us woulda picked up on that."

**--P just looks at Joey--**

P: "I ought to whip my enormous P out and slap you silly with it! I was thinking about who she could be talking about. What if,just what if it's the long awaited, triumphant return of King Stan?! I would totally mark out for that Joey! And if you know any better, you would too!"

**--Just then, the Vikingtron came to life and up on the screen is the face of Jonny Cedrone! The fans in attendance go completely nuts, nearly blowing the roof off the joint! With it being on time delay, it takes a moment for Jonny to hear the fans' reaction, but once he hears it, it brings a huge smile to his face. Even though Jonny now sports a neck brace, he looks to be in pretty good spirits despite the fact. Still going crazy the fans all chant in unison "JON-NY! JON-NY! JON-NY! JON-NY! JON-NY!"--**

Joey: "I don't think it's King Stan, P."

P: "I didn't say anything about King Stan's P, I said 'OH WHO INVITED HIM HERE?!"

Joey: "He's Jonny Cedrone he doesn't need an invitation!"

P: "WHAT?! I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

Joey: "I said, he's Jonny Cedrone, he doesn't need an invitation!"

P: "NO, I CAN'T HELP YOU WITH YOUR INFECTION!"

Joey: *Sigh* "They love him!"

P: "I DON'T HAVE ANY MUFFINS!"

Joey: "Shut up!"

**--The fans continue to go bananas for a good bit before finally calming down enough to let a conversation begin between the announcers and Jonny Cedrone.--**

Cedrone: "Hi."

**--Which riles them up again for a moment.--**

Joey: "You"ve certainly got them eating out of your hands!"

Cedrone: "Ha ha. Yeah, so it seems. But you wouldn't believe how much I've missed this though Joey."

Joey: "I can only imagine. Look, Jonny, first of all I want to send, on behalf of the entire company of the VWF, our condolences for what you've been having to endure since that night you faced Dan Ryan in that hardcore match. How have you been holding up?"

Cedrone: "Well, as they say, 'what don't kill ya only makes ya stronger.' I guess I've been holding up alright, it's just aggravating each Monday night when I watch a Crucifiction or read the VWF Magazine or anything of the sorts. Joey, you and everyone else in the world knows that I would much rather be in that ring, winning back my World Title than sitting here nursing a neck injury. But whatever's whatever, there's nothing I can do about it but get back as soon as I possibly can."

Joey: "Which brings me to my next question; is there any inkling to when you might be able to return?"

Cedrone: "Unfortunately, I'm not able to answer that question yet."

**--HEAT--**

Cedrone: "Ha ha, I know, I know. I feel the same way, but next week, the 30th to be exact, I go back to the doctor for a checkup. Hopefully it'll be my last one. The doctor said it wasn't anything TOO serious, just a neck sprain or something like that, no broken neck, no ruptured disks, so that's definitely a good thing."

**--Applause from the audience--**

Joey: "That's a great thing! So, you said you've been watching since you've been home."

Cedrone: "Yeah."

Joey: "So what are your thoughts on some of the things that's been going on?"

Cedrone: "I was afraid you'd ask me that. First off, I knew we had some talent in the VWF, but since I've been off and have been able to watch every show from the curtain raising matches to the main events"my goodness! I don't think I've seen a match less than stellar! From top to bottom, the VWF is pound for pound, show for show, talent for talent, the best wrestling company around today! Without a doubt!"

P: "Now that the ass kissing bit's over, let me ask you the hard questions."

Cedrone: "From the stories I hear, what would you know about being hard, P?"

Joey: "OH! Where's cK with the Zinger bars when you need him?"

P: "How do you feel about Scott DiBiase losing the World Championship, the very belt that you lost to HIM at the Royal Rumble, to Dan Ryan. The SAME man responsible for turning you into a vegetable!"

Cedrone: "First of all, he didn"t turn me into a vegetable. In case you were too busy hiding under the table because the violence was too much for you, Dan Ryan cannot and should not be held responsible for hurting my neck. I should be the one to blame."

Joey: "Why's that?"

P: "Because he's an idiot for taking on such a daunting task after having such an epic battle against his superior, Scott DiBiase!"

Joey: "I thought you didn't like DiBiase?"

P: "I don't, but he's still better than that goof!"

Cedrone: "At least you had the balls to say that our match was epic."

P: "Yeah but don't let that inflate your already overinflated ego Cedrone! If it weren't for DiBiase carrying your dead ass around the ring, the match would've been a dud!"

Cedrone: "Please! This is coming from the man who though the Rasslin' Rangers were the real deal!"

Joey: "Can we please get back to the questions at hand?"

Cedrone: "If you'd go back and watch that match, there are two points in there where I sealed my own fate. The first, admittedly, is the fact that I signed on for the match."

P: "SEE?! He's a pussy!"

Cedrone: "Dan Ryan's a beast among beasts, he's a machine with his mind set to destroy and conquer, which he's doing. Why would I sign on to face him in a hardcore match after such a wrestling clinic that Scott and I put on just two weeks prior--I STILL don't know. But the second, and more decisive point where I hurt myself was when I suplexed Dan Ryan through the table. That was what started the whole downward spiral. Then, with Dan Ryan being the ring general that he is, being the great white shark that he is, smelled blood in the waters and attacked. All which I can"t blame him, it's all apart of the job. I knew that when I signed on, and I accepted that. So this goes out to Scott or anyone else throwing all the blame onto Dan Ryan--don't. If you wanna blame him, fine, but I deserve at least half the blame, if not all."

P: "Oh y--oh--uh--well."

Cedrone: "Wasn't expecting that response were ya?"

P: "Yeah, well, now that you're sitting there all crippled up, there's a plethora of new challengers that are either making their way INTO or are already coming into the scene now. How do you feel about that? Aren't you afraid that your spot as the VWF's 'number one guy' is going to be challenged and you're going to blow away like the breeze?"

Cedrone: "Contrary to popular belief, I'm more than happy to see the moves that everybody has been making lately. When one door closes for someone, even if temporarily, another door for someone else is left wide open. Some times you may have to beat the door clean off its hinges in order to open that opportunity, but you gotta do what you gotta do. Men like Kamikaze, TD Alexander, Johnny Aggression, Scott DiBiase and Dan Ryan have all made their way into the Main Event scene, all vying over the VWF World Heavyweight Championship! I'm happy for every one of them, believe it or not. Each one of those men deserve their shot that they're getting right now. Out of that bunch, Johnny Aggression has been here the longest and is long overdue for this golden opportunity. Why hasn't he had this chance before? I don't know. Maybe it's because he was held down by Scott Carr and Jace Gryphon in The Elite. Maybe I even have my own self to blame for his not getting a chance while apart of The Horde, because while we were apart of that group, I was the fair-haired child. If Johnny feels that way, then I, now in front of God and everybody, with all my heart and soul, humbly apologize! But now it's Johnny's time to shine, with his great heart, determination and all around great talent, Johnny's star could be and should be the brightest one out there.

Then you have TD Alexander, another guy who's been in the company for a little while--off and on. This is, to my recollection anyway, his longest stint IN the VWF, and if I do say so myself, it could very well be considered to be his most accomplished stint on top of that. I've been in the ring with TD Alexander a few times in the past, and just based on those few matches, I can honestly say that if the two of us were to get involved in a feud like Scott and I've been embroiled in for so long, I can honestly say that our feud will be considered one of the all time greatest in wrestling history, as is mine and Scott's. Just like mine and Scott's, TD and I will put on some of the greatest wrestling matches that's ever been witnessed, hands down. And his skills and his confidence will help him claim what's been eluding him for so long, the VWF World Heavyweight Championship.

Kamikaze is a star from the land of the Rising Sun who has done nothing but excel in everything he's done ever since stepping foot in the VWF! Kamikaze is one of the greatest wrestlers I've ever had the chance to wrestle, tag with, or even watch. With as little experience as he's had in his wrestling career, with the VWF being his first taste of professional wrestling, he has gone out and outshined everybody he's ever faced. He's even gone so far as to be involved in some outside tournaments where we wrestle other wrestlers from all around the Globe and has advanced farther than any other VWF entrant. So what inexperience he's had coming into the VWF should probably be null and void because of the experience he's gained while being involved in those tournaments. Trust me, I know, they separate the men from the boys and the women from the girls, and Kamikaze has shown that he's one of THE men in this sport.

Scott DiBiase, I mean what can I say that I haven't already said in the past two years? Scott DiBiase has more heart and more passion of this sport than anyone I know. He comes a close second to myself when it comes to the passion of wrestling. With his hard work and determination, he has become one of the faces of the VWF. Don't think for one minute that I can solely take credit for the epic feud that we've had for the past two years, because I can't and I won't, in fact I owe a lot of gratitude to Scott. Because if it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't be thought so highly of as I am to this day. I often say it takes two to tango, without the abilities of Jonny Cedrone and Scott DiBiase to put on some wrestling clinics throughout the years, the fans wouldn't care less about either one of us. At Royal Rumble, Scott proved that he was the better wrestler when he beat me for the World Championship, and I congratulated him for that. But then he turned around and lost the Title to Dan Ryan in a Fatal Four Way. It's alright Scott, you'll get it back. No question.

And THEN there's Dan Ryan."

**--HEAT--**

P: "Before you go any farther, there's something that apparently has been on some people's minds about Dan Ryan. As you know, he's currently a double Champion. He's the Intercontinental and the VWF World Heavyweight Champion. How do YOU feel about that situation?"

Cedrone: "Ha. Well--uh--let me say it like this. As a wrestling fan first--I'm not a fan of that decision. There's this understanding, it could be an unwritten rule, it could even in fact be a rule, period. But the understanding goes like this; if you're a, as they call it, midcard Champion and you go after the Heavyweight Championship or the 'Main Event Championship' and you WIN the Heavyweight Championship, then you should automatically forfeit the 'midcard Title.' I've always liked that rule or understanding, whatever it is. It's happened on a few occurrences throughout the times of this great sport, it's more or a less a tradition, or like I said, it could even be a rule, I don't know. But what I DO know, which is why I'm so on the fence about it, is the fact that the VWF has a way of doing things OUR way. The Viking King is ultimately the man we have to answer to, so if he decides that this is the way we do it, then what arguments do we make? By what right do we have to MAKE an argument?"

**--P now, looking perplexed--**

P: "You take it Joey, I can't ask him any more questions."

Cedrone: "What's the matter, am I going the opposite direction you thought I'd be going P?"

Joey: "Jonny, P has taken off his headset and is pouting at the moment."

Cedrone: "Good."

Joey: "But as for tonight, the main event is going to be Dan Ryan vs. Kamikaze for the VWF World Heavyweight Championship, what is your prediction?"

Cedrone: "I predict that they're going to tear the house down tonight and I can't wait to see it honestly. Dan Ryan put me on the shelf for a while and has done some pretty nasty things to other people along his way to the top as well. Kamikaze is nothing more than a roadblock in his way to become one of, if not THE most dominant VWF World Champion in history. BUT, Dan Ryan is in a very focused and determined Kamikaze's way to the top of the Mountain. Kamikaze, in my opinion will stop at absolutely nothing to get what he wants, when he wants it. He's got the hunger, let's see if he's got the ability to turn that hunger into fulfillment."

Joey: "Jonny, tonight marks the 12th anniversary of the death of Owen Hart, and sadly, just three days ago, on Friday the 20th of May, we lost one of the most entertaining wrestlers to ever lace up a pair of boots, Macho Man Randy Savage. Do you have any comments about any of this?"

Cedrone: "Obviously I never knew either men, but let's start off with Owen Hart. From all the things I've heard and that I've read, Owen Hart was a man with a big heart. He was kind and considerate and truly never met a stranger. Meaning that from what I hear, Owen made friends almost instantaneously. He was the kind of man who had passion for the sport of professional wrestling, I mean he almost had to, look at the family he came from. But he loved having fun and it showed, he almost always had a smile on his face. He seems to me, to be the kind of person I would like to meet, and aspire to be. Owen Hart has been missed through the past 12 years and will continue to be missed through to the future."

"And obviously, not wanting to take anything away from the more recent death that's hit the wrestling world, the death of Macho Man Randy Savage has come as a surprise to one and all. Macho Man was the Most Electrifying Man before being the Most Electrifying Man was cool. A lot of people owe a great deal of their wrestling careers to Macho Man Randy Savage in one capacity or another. Whether it be his extravagant wardrobe that he always wore to the ring, or it be the beautiful and classy Miss Elizabeth he had on his arm, or the 5 Star matches that he could put on. One way or another some of the wrestlers in the business today got into the business because they've watched Macho Man Randy Savage some time or another, myself included. On more than one occasion, in fact if I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times, the Macho Man Randy Savage and Ricky Steamboat match at WrestleMania III was the match that not only stole the show, but stole the hearts of so many fans. It was that match that inspired me to be a wrestler, and inspired me to be the absolute best in the business or at least TRY to be."

"Both Macho Man and Owen Hart will forever be in the minds and the hearts of wrestlers past, present and future. Dig it."

Joey: "Jonny, we're running low on time and I"m sure you have to go, but are there any parting words you"d like to leave us with?"

Cedrone: "While I've been at home, licking my wounds, pain has done nothing but made me think. Think of all the things that I've done in this business, in this company, in my entire life. And there hasn't been one thing that I consider to be my crowning achievement in life, more than becoming the VWF World Heavyweight Champion. Becoming World Champion has been my goal since I set off into the sport of professional wrestling, and to this very day it continues to be my goal. Dan Ryan may be holding it now, and there may be a pack of new dogs in my yard, but there will be a day when this dog comes back and reclaims his rightful spot as the leader of the pack. There will be a day when the VWF World Championship Belt comes back home where it belongs, and that day will be coming sooner than you think. It may not be today, it may not be tomorrow, but that day's coming. So if you're in my way, you better get OUT of the way or I'll MOVE you outta my way, mark my words."

Joey: "Thank you for your time Jonny!"

Cedrone: "Thank YOU Joey. Bye everyone!"

**--Cedrone waves at the fans as they go crazy again. Crucifiction cuts to commercials--**

(The VWF goes to commercial...)

(The VWF returns from commercial...)

"The Brothers" Dr. Feelgood and Dr. Jekyl Vs. "The American Storm" Crimson Lightening and Chris Monsoon World Tag-Team Championship

(-(-( Crucifiction returns from commercials and the crowd is buzzing as "Dr. Feelgood" by Motley Crue hits the speakers. The crowd is on their feet as the VWF Tag Team Champions make their way out onto the stage and pose for the fans.

Joey: "I'm looking forward to this match, P. These are two pretty evenly matched teams, both with a long history here in the VWF. This should be a great match up, and with the belts on the line!"

P.: "You're right, but theres' another match up later on tonight that I'm even more excited for."

Joey: "P., if you even go for a mom joke here..."

P.: "Joey! I'm ashamed you'd even think that! I was referring to main event between Dan Ryan and Kamikaze! It's gonna be great!"

The brothers are now in the ring as the VikingTron flickers to life. Thunder rolls and "All of the Lights" hits as the crowd gets to it's feet...

The crowd is ready to rain down their disapproval on The American Storm, but after a few moments, it is evident that they aren't going to be making their way to the ring. The music stops and the Viking Tron cuts to backstage. Crimson Lightening, Chris Monsoon, and Alex Thunder are all jumping around and yelling. Then we see what they're yelling about. Crimson's car is seen sitting in the parking lot with a huge Hardcore Soda vending machine sitting on top of it. The trio is shouting for someone to get a forklift in here and get it off the car. Crimson shoves someone and threatens to sue.

The scene cuts back to the ring where The Brothers are seen pointing at the Viking Tron and laughing. The laughing is cut short, however, as "Think About the End" by Anthrax hits the speakers. The Viking King makes his way out onto the stage, shaking his head.

Viking King: "He doesn't know who put that vending machine on Crimson's car, and He doesn't care. What He DOES care about, is a tag team championship match that is supposed to be happening right now. Crimson, you and your partner have to answer the ref's ten count, or you'll be disqualified. Ref, do your job."

The Viking King turns and walks back stage, as the scene on the Viking Tron cuts back to The American Storm yelling at each other in a panic. The ref has started counting, and as he is at a count of 3, The American Storm starts running towards the ring. The ref continues counting, and after he gets to a count of 8, the team comes running through the entrance way. 9, and The American Storm is part way down the entry ramp. Crimson leaps to dive under the bottom rope to beat the count, but the ref had already counted 10 and as Crimson is standing up to fight, the bell rings.

Crimson is now arguing with the referee, begging with him to restart the match. The ref refuses and Crimson then starts yelling at The Brothers, trying to get them to help talk the ref into restarting the match. Feelgood and Jekyl look at each other, almost as if contemplating it for a second, and then turn back to Crimson and do the DX "Suck It" taunt as "Dr. Feelgood" hits the speakers and they leave the ring. )-)-)

Winners: The Brothers win

KAMIKAZE SEGMENT

We return from commercial to the backstage of the VWF Arena, where Sara McKenzie is standing by with microphone in hand.

Sara McKenzie: In just a few short moments, Viking Wrestling Federation fans will be given another special treat. Just two weeks after defeating three other men to become the World Heavyweight Champion, Dan Ryan is set to defend his championship against one of the men from that match. That man is here with me right now. Ladies and gentlemen, the Japanese Devil of the Viking Wrestling Federation, Kamikaze.

The camera zooms out slightly to reveal Kamikaze, wearing impeccable TRUGEN attire, with one of his trademark smiles across his face as he listens to his own introduction.

Sara McKenzie: Kamikaze, how does it feel to be facing the World Champion in a one on one match here on Crucifiction?

Kamikaze: How does it feel? Sara, let's be honest here, Kamikaze has become a household name in the Viking Wrestling Federation. When those idiotic people out there hear my entrance music, it's become an instinctive, almost primal, response to boo. Watch.

Kamikaze raises his hand and gives a snap of his fingers. Immediately, Broken Dreams by Shamans Harvest begins to play over the loudspeakers and the fans in attendance erupted in a hail of boos and jeers. Kamikaze smiles again, as if satisfied, and quickly snaps his fingers once again, ending the music.

Kamikaze: See, trained. And because of that training, the name Kamikaze has become synonymous with the words "main event." And it's not just here in the VWF, its across the globe. Next week, I'm heading down to Florida to compete for the number one contendership for the CWC World Heavyweight Championship. And you can be sure that when I walk through that building's front doors, they know who I am, where I come from, and my status as a main eventer. So, how does it feel to finally, FINALLY, get a one on one match for the World Heavyweight Championship?

Kamikaze removes his sunglasses as he slowly shifts his gaze between Sara McKenzie and the camera.

Kamikaze: It feels like it's ABOUT DAMN TIME.

Sara McKenzie: But Kamikaze, you've gotten opportunities at the World Heavyweight Championship in the past.

Kamikaze: Oh, sure. Throw me in with the dredge and call it a World Heavyweight Championship match. What did last Crucifiction prove, Sara? It proved three things. First, Scott Dibiase is what I've been calling him for the past month, a fool whose weakness had cost him match after match and now, it's cost him the World Heavyweight Championship. Second, that Johnny Aggression can bleed. And third, and most important, it showed that Kamikaze was the one who took the fight directly to Dan Ryan. While Scott and Johnny took turns in getting demolished by the so-called Ego Buster, where was Kamikaze? Oh, that's right, landing Divinity after Divinity upon the man and becoming the closest anyone has EVER gotten to getting that elusive three count upon the man.

Sara McKenzie: Yeah but what...

Kamikaze: Does all that mean, you want to ask, Sara? Simple. I landed those Divinities after having to have to compete with Aggression and taking a kick right to my temple, giving me a minor and temporary concussion. If it wasn't for Aggression, you'd be looking at your World Heavyweight Champion right now. And tonight, tonight I'll be able to prove it. Tonight there are no other participants, just Dan Ryan and Kamikaze, for the World Heavyweight Championship. Just saying those words send a chill throughout my spine, Sara.

Sara McKenzie: Would you say this is a culmination of your efforts here in the Viking Wrestling Federation?

Kamikaze: A culmination, no, no. Sara, you misunderstand. This isn't an ending point at all, this is the next step, the evolution of The Divine Wind. The Imperial Reign of Kamikaze is coming, Sara, and nothing, not fools, idiots, or egos, can stand in its way.

Kamikaze starts to walk off camera, but pauses and returns in view, seemingly contemplating for a moment before raising his hand and giving a snap of his fingers once again. And as the Shamans Harvest plays and the chorus of boos return, a smile returns across Kamikaze's face.

Kamikaze: Like trained dogs...

(The VWF goes to commercial...)

(The VWF returns from commercial...)

JOEY STYLES: And here we go, folks! Four men about to enter the ring, but only ONE will win the 12th Annual Owen Hart Memorial Cup!

TD Alexander Vs. S. Edmunds (c) Vs. Alexander Cage (c) Vs. J. Aggression (c) Quadrupile Threat Match - 12th Annual Owen Hart Memorial Cup

(-(-(The fans in the VWF Arena jeer as "All the Drugs" by Courtney Love blasts over the loudspeakers. The lights dim as "Simply Sensational" Sean Edmunds and Miss Karla step onto the ramp and make their way to the ring. Avoiding the outstretched hands like the plague, Karla and Edmunds walk up the ringsteps where she holds the ropes open for him. Once inside the ring, Edmunds demands a microphone. He turns in a circle scanning the jeering crowd and waits for them to quiet.

"You should be HONORED," Edmunds begins, the crowd immediately breaking out into hisses. "HONORED that I would address you here in the middle of this ring, when only seconds ago, Kyle Bacon was practically having a cardiac arrest for the opportunity."

"Asshole" chants greet Edmunds. Unfazed, he lifts the microphone back to his mouth.

"HONORED that Sean Edmunds has once again decided to grace you with his presence." He stops to sidestep an oncoming drink. "HONORED that Sean Edmunds, YOUR Pan-Pacific Champion, will be the one who walks out of Crucifiction with the 12th Annual Owen Hart Memorial Trophy." "I know I feel honored, Sean!" Karla affirms.

"Look at you all. A standing ovation!" He turns around and claps to each section of the crowd. "And that"s exactly what I deserve! After all, it seems like I'm the ONLY person in this match who had the BALLS to not preface an impending loss with 'I don"t care about this match,' or 'I'm too tired to prepare.'"

Edmunds walks around the ring, obviously getting himself riled up.

"People like Alexander Cage and Johnny Aggression think that if they try hard enough NOT to care about tonight's match, then maybe the fans won't notice that GAPING HOLE where their talent should be. But wait, a minute--" Edmunds takes the mic and puts it against his chin as if to think. "Johnny Aggression's whole career has been about taking people like Kamikaze and Scott DiBiase to the limit? The same Scott DiBiase who spent the last YEAR of his life trying to get his grubby little paws on the VWF World Heavyweight championship.. and then rolled over and played dead the second he stepped into the ring with Dan Ryan?"

Edmunds hits himself in the head, playfully of course, with the microphone.

"WOW. Am I an idiot. I'm sorry, Johnny. I didn't realize that your most proud accomplishment is losing to two men who couldn't hold my BOTTLED WATER if their life depended on it. I didn't realize your most proud accomplishment was lying down to two men who drop titles more often that Alexander Cage ends up on his back with his shoulders pinned to the mat. How did I not see your absolute ring BRILLIANCE!?"

The fans continue their "asshole" chant as Edmunds walks to the ropes and faces the entrance.

"Viking King, really? REALLY? I ask for some competition. I BEG for you to give me something to do while I march towards the World Heavyweight championship .. and you give me three imbeciles?"

Edmunds shakes his head as Karla rubs his shoulders.

"YOU!" Edmunds points to the ring announcer. "Hurry up and lead the three lambs to the ring." He points at the crowd. "As for YOU all--sit back, shut up, and take in the sight because Sean Edmunds is walking out of here YOUR 12th Annual Blah Blah Blah Trophy Champion!"

Edmunds tosses the microphone to the mat, walks to his corner, and holds the Pan-Pacific Championship over his head as the crowd pelts him with their hatred.

"War" by 30 Seconds to Mars plays as Johnny Aggression walks out from behind the curtain. The fans start to cheer as Johnny walks down to ringside. Johnny goes up the stairs and through the ropes. Johnny Aggression stands in the middle of the ring and raises his arm in the air as sparks come down from the ceiling.

The lights go out and the VWF-tron lights up to a static screen. After a few moments it goes black and the arena goes dark again. The intro to "Riot Makers" by Tech N9ne begins to play as the lights come back on dimly and a white smoke can be seen under the VWF-tron. Suddenly the song explodes on the PA System and the smoke begins to settle revealing Alexander Cage standing wearing a black bandana over his lower face and a black fitted hat turned backwards. In his hand is his black and blood splattered chair which he holds up in the air welcoming the cheers. The music continues to rock the arena as Cage makes his way to the ring. He slides the chair into the ring and then slides in himself. He picks the chair up and holds it up again hearing the chants of the fans. Cage then sets the chair down in his corner and throws his hat into the crowd. Fans fight over it as he removes his bandanna and shirt and tosses it down by his chair.

"Tear Away" by Drowning Pool hits the loudspeakers as the fans in attendance commences to boo. A moment or so passes before TD shows up on the entranceway, wearing a hooded vest. He has his head down until the word "BREAK" is blared over the airwaves as he raises his head and throws his arms wide open. He holds this position until the pyro behind him goes off and he strolls down to the ring, with the fans hissing the entire time. Once in the ring, TD lowers the hood and opens his arms once more, again, with more pyrotechnics going off behind him. He removes the garment and cracks his neck, waiting for the match to begin.

The bell rings and Cage immediately goes after Edmunds, while Alexander works on Aggression. As Cage works on Edmunds' arm, Alexander throws Aggression out of the ring before turning his attention to Cage, tearing him away from Edmunds. He and Edmunds begin working together now, throwing Cage into the corner. Edmunds gets on his hands and knees, allowing Alexander to use him as a platform and leaping right into Cage! Alexander gloats about this until Edmunds rolls him up for the cover: 1, 2--kickout by Alexander! Cage gets back up, picking Edmunds up before landing a hard right hand as Aggression finally comes to outside the ring. Alexander is back up now as well, leaping out of the ring to hit a plancha on the Eurocontinental Champion as Cage and Edmunds lock up in the ring. Cage whips Edmunds against the ropes, hitting a hard spinning heel kick on the rebound. He follows with hard lefts and rights before cinching in an armbar. Alexander and Aggression are back on their feet outside the ring, and Alexander slides in breaking up the submission attempt as Edmunds rolls out of the ring, clutching his arm in pain.

JOEY STYLES: Edmunds is really starting to look out of it tonight, P.

P. LICKIN: I dunno about that, Joey. Edmunds is the kind of guy who can work through that pain!

Edmunds notices Aggression, whipping him into the steel steps as Alexander hits a flurry of lefts and rights on Cage. Edmunds slides into the ring as Alexander goes for a pinfall, breaking the cover before even a one count. Edmunds whips Alexander into the corner and charges at him, but Alexander ducks out at the last second forcing Edmunds to crash right into the steel ringpost! Alexander looks on in enjoyment until Cage turns him around, going for the Riot Maker--but Alexander counters into the Awesomeplex 2.0! 1, 2, 3! Aggression slides in a second too late as Alexander rolls out of the ring, celebrating a huge win tonight!

".1 ..2 ...3!!!" Aggression slides in a second too late as Alexander rolls out of the ring, celebrating a huge win tonight! )-)-)

Winner: TD Alexander wins the 12th Annual Owen Hart Memorial Cup

 

CHRIS EAGLES/MYSTERIOUS SEGMENT SEGMENT

(-(-( Suddenly, Mysterious and Chris Eagles are seen in the back, still exchanging headlocks and hammerlocks (and grunting in pain as they do so). They make their way to the ring, where Mysterious breaks his own hold and instead locks Eagles in the Grim Hold! Eagles cannot hold it any longer, and taps out!)-)-)

Winner: Mysterious wins

JOEY STYLES: And we FINALLY have a number one contender for the for Pan Pacific Championship!
P. LICKIN: Yeah, thank God. We can all go home now.
JOEY STYLES: No, we still have the main event coming up next!
P. LICKIN: Oh, for fu--

(The VWF goes to commercial...)

(The VWF returns from commercial...)

JOEY STYLES: Welcome back to Crucifiction, viewers. This is it, our main event of the night. World Heavyweight and Intercontinental Champion Dan Ryan will make his first defense of the World Heavyweight Championship here tonight in the VWF Arena against the Japanese Devil of the Viking Wrestling Federation, Kamikaze.
P. LICKIN: Wait, we're doing this... again? For a second Crucifiction in a row, The Viking King is booking a World Heavyweight Championship match as our Main Event? Does he want people to order Bloodlust?!
JOEY STYLES: Of course he does, P. The Viking King firmly believes, however, in giving people a taste of what's to come. Remember, our main event currently booked for Bloodlust is a five man dual ladder match for both the Intercontinental and World Heavyweight Championships!
P. LICKIN: I know that! But still, what if one of these guys gets hurt here tonight? That's PPV dollars out the window!
JOEY STYLES: It's a risk that the Viking King is willing to make, P.
P. LICKIN: Yeah... but with OUR MONEY!
JOEY STYLES: While I'd love to sit here and banter with you about the principles of running the Viking Wrestling Federation, we both have one last match to call tonight. Now, let's talk about the two competitors here. On the one hand, we've got Dan Ryan, Unstoppable World Champion. On the other hand, we've got Kamikaze, the Cerebral Villian. What's going through their heads tonight?
P. LICKIN: If I'm Kamikaze, I'm doing one of two things. Either one, making sure I walk about of this building the World Heavyweight Champion tonight or two, making sure Dan Ryan doesn't have legs to walk on to get him to Bloodlust to defend those belts.
JOEY STYLES: And Dan Ryan?
P. LICKIN: If I'm Dan Ryan, I'm invincible. But even Achilles, the great Greek warrior, had but a single flaw. If Ryan has such a flaw, he needs to make sure that he keeps it well hidden from the Japanese wrestler.
JOEY STYLES: Yes, but what if Dan Ryan is in fact what many, including himself, believe him to be, a Legend of Wrestling? With that said, let's take it to the ring, where Sara McKenzie waits to get us started here tonight for our main event!

 

"The Ego Buster" Dan Ryan (c)(c) Vs. Kamikaze World Heavyweight Championship

(-(-( The camera cuts to a very tight dressed Sara McKenzie, obviously becoming more comfortable in this type of role. Pouting her lips at the crowd for a few moments for her own pleasure, Sara slowly brings the microphone to her mouth.

Sara McKenzie: The following contest is tonight's Main Event... and it is for the World Heavyweight Championship!

As the fans cheer for the title defense, and the camera cuts to a muted P shouted random obscenities about his potential pay-per-view bonus, Sara allows the crowd their moment to shine before continuing.

Sara McKenzie: This match is one fall with a thirty minute time limit!

As the opening chords of Broken Dreams by Shaman's Harvest plays through the speaker system, the visual of Kamikaze plays across the Vikingtron. As the "Outta Time" lyric is heard, we see the Divine Wind of the Viking Wrestling Federation emerge from the backstage area. As the stage lights flash in rhythmic coordination to the entrance music, Kamikaze slowly but steadily walks down the ramp, ignoring the jeers of the crowd. When the Japanese wrestler enters the ring however, he heads towards the nearest turnbuckle and climbs to the very top, raising an arm in the air in defiance to the crowd as he lets the hatred of the crowd wash over him before jumping down to the canvas once again and turning his attention towards the ring.

Sara McKenzie: From Osaka, Japan, weighing one hundred and eighty-five pounds, he is the Japanese Devil of the Viking Wrestling Federation, Kamikaze!

Joey Styles: Kamikze went zero for two last Crucifiction as he failed to defend his Eurocontinental Championship, losing it to "The Icon" Johnny Aggression and being unable to finish off Dan Ryan for the World Heavyweight Championship.

P. Lickin: Yeah, but it's like a game of chess, Styles. Sure, if you're facing off against a guy you've never played before and who has a ton more experience than you, then you're probably going to get your ass handed to you the first time. And the second time, and probably the third time. But eventually, you start to learn your opponent's moves, Styles.

Joey Styles: Now the question becomes, did Kamikaze learn enough from his previous encounters with Dan Ryan at the Royal Rumble and at the last Crucifiction for those experiences to be able to help him here tonight? Or will the Divine Wind fall short of the mark again?

~Wanna Go For A Ride?~

As Zero by the Smashing Pumpkins fill the arena the camera shifts to the Vikingtron as the words "Ego Buster" flash across the screen in rapid contrasting black and white coloring. Immediately following, we see a montage of Dan Ryan taking out a bevy of opponents both within the VWF and in other organizations. The flashing words return as the Vikingtron reveals the phrase: You Are Busted. With those words above, Dan Ryan emerges from the backstage and walks with a purpose as pyro erupts alongside either side of him on the entrance ramp, holding both the World Heavyweight Championship and Intercontinental Championship belts across either shoulder. Rolling under the bottom rope, Ryan climbs one of the corner turnbuckles and glares at the fans in attendance from behind the shade of his sunglasses.

Sara McKenzie: From Houston, Texas, weighing three hundred and twenty-five pounds, he is the current VWF Intercontinental Champion... and World Heavyweight Champion... "The Ego Buster" Dan Ryan!

Joey Styles: His first title defense since winning the World Heavyweight Championship two weeks ago at Crucifiction, P, do you think that Dan Ryan is prepared for this match tonight?

P. Lickin: He had better be prepared for this match. Otherwise, he'll be winding up like our former World Heavyweight Champion, Mr. Dibiase. Where is the Canuck anyway? No doubt celebrating his team's win to get to the Stanley Cup Finals... Canadians and their hockey.

Joey Styles: P, you know just as well as I do that Scott deserved the World Heavyweight Championship after defeating Jonny Cedrone, just like Dan Ryan earned the right to be called World Heavyweight Champion by defeating Scott Dibiase.

P. Lickin: Oh, I know it, damn it. Dan Ryan is a powerhouse, no doubt about it. The man pretty much has Triple A status written all over him. But there have been many a time where a so-called superstar has plummeted to the dredge ranks of the common man quick enough.

Joey Styles: But is Dan Ryan that kind of man, P? Or will he be the Standard Bearer for the Viking Wrestling Federation for some time to come.

SCOTT DiBIASE: Booooooring! Booooooring!

Scott walks onto the stage carrying a blanket and a pillow.

SCOTT DiBIASE: You know, Dan Ryan... I was in the back today watching things like TD Alexander polishing up that ridiculous crown of his or Maximillian Vandiel trying to find his inner calm to embark on a vision quest and I was so damned bored, I said to myself "What could be even more boring than this?" and, you know how they say to be careful what you wish for? Well... I happened to look on the monitor and see YOU heading to the ring!

P LICKIN: The absolute NERVE of this guy, to come out here!

With both of the men now inside the squared circle, the fans begin to clamor for the match to begin. The referee for the match, the same as the main event of last Crucifiction, takes the World Heavyweight Championship from the hands of Dan Ryan and raises it high in the air in the middle of the ring for all the fans to see and cheer. Kamikaze gazes upon the World Heavyweight Championship for a few moments, before eying the World Champion and giving a small smile. The Champ, not one to back down from a fight by any means, returns the smile in full force, before flexing his muscles and motioning for the belt to soon be around his waist once again. Checking with both men, ensuring that they are prepared for the match, the referee signals for the bell to be rung and this match is underway!

The men encircle each other in the ring for a few moments, allowing for the fans anticipation to continue to build. Surprisingly enough, both men seemed to be getting a mixture of cheers and jeers from the crowd. Both men, however, ignored the fans and continued to stare into their opponent's eyes. Finally, a lock-up! Dan Ryan looks to take the first advantage by simply overpowering the Japanese wrestler, but Kamikaze ducks the lock-up and instead sweeps the legs of Dan Ryan, sending the World Champion to the canvas. Barely allowing himself to stay down on the canvas, Ryan quickly recovers and eyes Kamikaze. Another lock-up! Again, Kamikaze ducks the hold and sweeps the legs out from under Dan Ryan. Although doing no physical damage, Ryan instead slammed his fist in the canvas out of sheer frustration before rising once again and eying the Japanese wrestler with daggers in his eyes. In response, Kamikaze gave off a small smirk and a wink.

P. Lickin: Look at Kamikaze. What, does he think he can take on Dan Ryan and then gets cold feet?

Joey Styles: Or what if Kamikaze is looking to either take the legs of Dan Ryan out of this match? Or failing that, just getting into the head of the World Champion, twisting his concentration?

P. Lickin: He's poking at a lion. Best be careful the lion doesn't poke back.

Just as P Lickin said this, once again the duo went in for a potential lock-up. This time, however, Ryan countered Kamikaze's dodge and latched onto the Japanese wrestler with a firm grip, smiling in a slightly sinister fashion before lifting the diminutive Kamikaze into the air for a gorilla press slam. Releasing Kamikaze, Ryan allows his opponent drop to the canvas, but Kamikaze is able to maintain a sense of balance and lands with his arms extended downward. As Ryan turned to see his supposed victim, Kamikaze pushed off of the canvas and catching the World Champion in the chin with a sharp kick, stunning Ryan into backing into a corner. Trying to take advantage of the opportunity, Kamikaze returns to a standing position before running towards the occupied corner. Lifting his knee and jumping in the air, Kamikaze looked to make another quick strike, which was exactly what Ryan was counting on. Catching Kamikaze mid jump, the World Champ quickly dumped the Japanese wrestler over the top rope and made sure this time that his opponent hit the floor in full force with a sickening thud.

P. Lickin: Called it.

Joey Styles: Kamikaze has just taken a horrid fall from the squared circle to the floor below!

SCOTT DiBIASE: Booooooring!

P. Lickin: Man, he's annoying.

Joey Styles: Now you know how I feel.

As Kamikaze cradles his shoulder on the outside, the referee begins to start the ten count in the ring, but Dan Ryan wasn't having any of that. Climbing over the top rope, Ryan jumps to the floor, expecting to pick on a wounded Kamikaze. Instead, however, Ryan is greeting by a flash of a shadow before he feels an arm wrapped around his neck, before being taken down to the floor himself with a Kamikaze Deathdrop by the Divine Wind! Still holding his shoulder, Kamikaze smirks for a moment before climbing back into the ring, taking the time to nurse his wounds and wait instead of rushing in as he had been doing. Once again, the referee begins his ten count.

Joey Styles: Dan Ryan took a Kamikaze Deathdrop right to the floor!

P. Lickin: Yeah, but with that lame shoulder of Kamikaze, just how much force was put into it, Styles?

Scott yawns and drops his blanket and pillow onto the stage. SCOTT DiBIASE: Hold on a second, I've gotta lie down.

P. Lickin: You know, that guy's REALLY starting to irk me.

Indeed, Dan Ryan was already beginning to stir from the floor and as he got up, seemed to be none the worse for wear. The fire in the World Champion's eyes though, told the crowd the true story. And as the Champ climbed back into the ring, the fans began to wait in anticipation for what they expected to be a knockdown drag-out fight about to occur. Kamikaze, now just about recovered from his tumble, eyed the Champ with a hesitation, as if trying to figure out how to come out of this situation on top. Little did he realize, Dan Ryan was already enacting his plan and as Kamikaze continued to ponder, Ryan soon had him effectively trapped in the corner.

Suddenly coming to the realization of the mistake he had just made, Kamikaze looked around in desperation for a quick escape. It was then that Dan Ryan charged in, looking to put a lariat in effect but Kamikaze, using his agility, uses his arms to rise above the Champion in the corner. Unfortunately for the Japanese wrestler, the shoulder was still not at one hundred percent and Kamikaze could not hold for long, and Ryan once again took advantage, latching onto the wounded Japanese wrestler and rising him up high in the air before bringing him down hard with a suplex that shook the ring with effective force.

Joey Styles: It looks as though Kamikaze seems to have been seriously hurt in that fall.

P. Lickin: NO! MY MONEY!

Ryan goes for the cover and the referee drops to the canvas. 1...2.. kickout by Kamikaze! The Japanese wrestler barely manages to get his shoulder up but now Ryan is in control as he lifts Kamikaze up by his hair and takes him to his feet before giving off one of his sinister smiles and delivering a hard clothesline that literally makes Kamikaze twist into the air before collapsing to the canvas once again. Again Dan Ryan goes for the cover. 1...2..... kickout! Whether through sheer will or unconscious desire, Kamikaze again gets his shoulder off the canvas.

Joey Styles: Kamikaze is getting demolished here in the ring, but he is refusing to allow himself to be pinned!

P. Lickin: Yeah, and guess who else refused to do the same? Oh, a guy by the name of Jonny Cedrone. Wait a moment, I'll dial his hospital room and you can talk to him, suffice he's not busy sucking his food through a straw.

SCOTT DiBIASE: I'm dreaming... I'm having a dream that Dan Ryan is in the ring... no no no; it's not a dream, it's a NIGHTMARE! And he's BORING THE HELL OUT OF ME!

Scott snaps "awake"

P. Lickin: If I hear ONE more word out of Scott DiBiase, I'll...

Joey Styles: You'll do what, exactly?

P. Lickin: I...I...I don't know.

But instead of being frustrated, Ryan continued to smile. The fans slowly started to come to the realization that the Champ wasn't going to be deterred by his opponent's constant kickouts. Instead he was pleased, pleased that he would be allowed to put more pain and punishment without someone telling him to stop. Pushing the referee out of the way, who was checking to make sure Kamikaze was still fit to continue, Ryan drags Kamikaze to the center of the ring and grabs hold of the wrestler's legs. Stepping in between them, Ryan twists his opponent's legs into a cross and turns, putting the center of his own weight onto the back of his opponent's, a classic Sharpshooter!

Joey Styles: Dan Ryan locks in the Sharpshooter in the center of the ring. Two weeks ago, the figure four and now a Sharpshooter from the World Champion!

P. Lickin: Quick talking about the past, Styles. Look at the here and now! Now is put up or shut up time for Kamikaze. For a guy his size and weight, what, a buck eighty-five, against a guy the size of Dan Ryan, his damn spine might just snap in two if he doesn't tap out!

SCOTT DiBIASE: There goes ANOTHER point in the ratings.... there goes ANOTHER sponsor...

Camera back in the ring, we watch Kamikaze writhe in pain and agony as Dan Ryan continues to cinch in that Sharpshooter. Further and further he goes, until Ryan's back nearly touches Kamikaze's. Kamikaze is seen pushing and pulling as hard as he can in any direction, trying desperately to reach the ropes. Finally, he goes all out and pushes himself up in the air, directly competing with Ryan's strength.

P. Lickin: What, is he crazy?! He's no heavyweight!

The fans actually begin to cheer the Divine Wind as he strains with all his might, the veins in his neck now visually apparent for the camera to see. Then, the unimaginable happens. Kamikaze uses his force, to push underneath Ryan's lock, popping out from under the World Champion and forcing Ryan to release the hold. Momentarily stunned, Ryan is unprepared for the true desperation of Kamikaze, who unleashes a lightening quick Bushido Kick that catches Ryan square in the jaw. Ryan crashes to the floor in a heap and Kamikaze stumbles in quite apparent pain, until falling himself to the canvas, wrapping his arm around the bottom rope and gasping for air, desperate to use the short amount of time available to recover.

Joey Styles: I don't know how do describe what just happened here, folks. Kamikaze managed to escape the clutches of the Sharpshooter that had been firmly locked in by Dan Ryan, and then hit a Bushido Kick onto our World Champion!

P. Lickin: But look at the damage done, Styles. First it was his shoulder, now Ryan's taken away Kamikaze's legs. How much longer can Kamikaze last in this state?

Joey Styles: I don't know, P. But one thing is for sure, the fans in this arena are letting it be known that they are certainly enjoying this match, no matter if both of these men are supposed to be heels or not. This is the Viking Wrestling Federation, and it is here, and nowhere else, that WRESTLING MATTERS!

SCOTT DiBIASE: I'm starting to get a little sleepy here, I just can't keep my eyes open. You don't mind if I take a little nap, do you?

Scott feigns snoring. Meanwhile, Ryan and Kamikaze slowly rise to their feet, each of them hoping the other is finished. As if in a rush of rage, Ryan leaves the ring grabbing a steel chair.

JOEY STYLES: There's no way Dan Ryan would go THIS far, would he?

P. LICKIN: Desperate times call for desperate measures, Joey! And after what he did to Cedrone, I'm not too surprised.

Ryan enters the ring, chair in hand, only to have the ref argue with him. Ryan shoves the ref out of the ring, raising the chair up--but Kamikaze lands a HUGE spinning heel kick into the chair, slamming it against the face of the World Champion! With Ryan down, and the ref in shock as to what just happened, he has no choice but to call for the bell--Kamikaze has just LOST this match via disqualification! Kamikaze is absolutely furious right now, arguing with the ref as Dan Ryan gets back up, throwing Kamikaze out of the ring.

SCOTT DiBIASE: Dan Ryan... you are, without a shadow of a doubt, the most BORING son of a bitch I've ever seen!

Dan Ryan leaves the ring and confronts Scott, but Scott swings his blanket at Ryan and it cracks him over the head, knocking him cold. Scott pulls the blanket away to reveal a steel chair, then crouches over Ryan.

SCOTT DiBIASE: Don't tell me you couldn't see THAT coming! Tell me, Dan... don't you EVER get tired of being stupid?

A mixed reaction, mostly cheers for the comeuppance against Dan Ryan brings the show to a close.)-)-)

Winner: Dan Ryan wins