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[UWAStaff]

::The U.W.A. Feed starts showing Bob Brooks Defeat The Tedman to win the Dark Match as the beginning of “This means War” begins to play and the video starts. The video starts with a flashing U.W.A. Logo flashing on the center of the screen followed by the banner for Cataclysm.

“Climb into the ring for a battle that you cannot win.
Swing as hard as you can swing, it will still mean nothing.
Should have seen it coming, it had to happen sometime.
But you went and brought a knife to an all out gun fight.”

As the song begins to play we see images of Craven and Kyle Travis. Travis beating one of the Knights girls and the personal war Craven has been waging on Travis over the last two months. Paired with them the video shows images of Lacey Roberts and Amy Zing and the battle over the Television title between the two women over the last month.

“And the only thing to save
Is the banner that you wave
To be wrapped around your grave.

You've gone to far! Who do you think you are!
Is this what you came for? Well this means war!”

As the song plays we are shown the Knights lumberjack match agienst Ragnarok and the actions of Bene Elohim during it. The attacks since and the Knights retaliation that has followed. These flashes are paired with flashes of Vince Jones knocking Ashley Kenyon out with loaded gloves and the verbal war the two have gone back and forth with in the weeks since.

“Say anything you want, but talk will get you nowhere.
The only thing you brought was psychological warfare.
There's no getting out and now you gotta wonder
Who will dig you out when your six feet under!”

Finally images of The children attacking and taking out Sentinel are shown, matched with his return and him taking out Joshua McBride. Joshua backing Talon into the talon after he handcuffed Sentinel is then shown and finally the two men walking from the ramp way. This leads the song to the guitar solo.

During the solo images of Aerynn turning her back on Arsenal, Brody being taken by the Children and Brody's return the week before Aerynn turns her back on her friends are shown. Then the attack on Jayni Sullivan by Aerynn and her group, and the multiple attacks on Brody.

“And the only thing to save
is the banner that you wave
to be wrapped around your grave!

YOUVE GONE TO FAR!
(Get up! Get up!)
Who do you think you are?
(Get up so we can finish this!)
Is this what you came for?
(Get up! Get up!)
THIS MEANS WAR!
(Get up so we can finish this!)

The intro video finally ends on a shot of the Hell in a Cell before shooting the feed into the arena and to the announce table.::

Lula Davidson: "Welcome ladies and gentlemen to beautiful Colorado Springs, CO! I am Lula Davidson and with me as always.....”

Jason Chase: “When he isn't being duck taped by his collegue.....”

Lula Davidson: "Is Jason Chase. Yes folk's, he's as pouty as ever but what a night we have for you tonight. Scores get settled and wars are fought tonight when U.W.A. Presents Cataclysm!”

Jason Chase: “Yes, one of them being the execution of Craven when he takes on Kyle Travis”

Lula Davidson: "You know, for someone who wants to play at being dangerous...all he really does it attack people who can't defend themselves. There is a name for that.”

Jason Chase: “Yeah, Champion!”

Lula Davidson: "Bully. Anyway! Speaking of bullies. How about when Joshua McBride takes on The Silent Destroyer Sentinel?”

Jason Chase: “Sentinel's funeral. That's all I can say.”

Lula Davidson: "And when Bene Elohim of the Children of Nephilim take on the Sin City Knights!

Jason Chase: “Which is gonna end up being a handicap match after Kyle rips Craven's arm off.”

Lula Davidson: "Wishful thinking, we also have the rematch of Vince Jones.....”

Jason Chase: “YEAH! JONSEY!”

Lula Davidson: "….taking on Ashley Kenyon. God....your a moron.”

Jason Chase: “I am street.....”

Lula Davidson: "Sesame street maybe. Anyway! We also have Lacey Roberts defending her title against Amy Zing and finally in our main event, Broderick Montgomery meets Aerynn Donnelly inside Hell in a Cell!”

Jason Chase: “The red haired Monster is going to end his career.”

Lula Davidson: "Not if he has anything to say about it.”

Jason Chase: “Good thing he doesn't.”

Lula Davidson: "Well let's get into our first match!”

Jason Chase: “Yeah, time for an execution!”

Jamie Hensley: “The following contest is the opening contest of Cataclysm and it is a submission match!”

::The loud cheers quickly turn to boos as the arena lights go out and "Kashmir" by Bond plays. As the opening chords of the song end, a burst of pryo erupts and brings the lights back on. Kyle Travis walks out onto the entrance ramp. He stands on the ramp, looking over the crowd. Slowly, he raises his arms and looks upwards. He drops his arms and walks to the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "Kyle Travis claims that the UWA has no heroes. Will Craven prove him wrong?”

Jason Chase: “Nope.”

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first hailing from Calgary, Alberta Canada, weighing 230 “the Canadian Legend” Kyyyyle Traaaaavis!”

Lula Davidson: "For months, Travis has had a few less than kind things to say about Georgio Oliver and how the UWA has been run.”

Jason Chase: “He feels like he’s been lied to and mistreated. What I want to know is how many times does he have to get a body count going before people realize that if Travis feels abused, he starts to attack innocent people? It happens all the time and yet no one seems to realize this.”

Lula Davidson: "That’s a fair point.”

Jason Chase: “The man has made valid points on numerous occasions in so many different companies, but no one ever listens to him, and then he is proven right. You’d expect him to have a “Told you so” t-shirt.”

::"The Canadian Legend" walks passed the jeering and booing crowd, heading down to the ring. He climbs the stairs and walks along the apron. Travis climbs a turnbuckle and looks over the crowd once more.::

Lula Davidson: "Say what you will about him, but that is still a dangerous and accomplished wrestler.”

Jason Chase: “I would not want to be in there with him.”

::Climbing down from the turnbuckle, Travis removes the jacket and hands it over the top rope to an attendant at ringside. He shoots the ropes and then paces the ring like a predator stalking his prey.::

Jamie Hensley: “And his opponents…”

::The lights dim as Tool's “Sober” starts up. At the 0.15 mark, Craven walks through the curtain and pauses, looking out from under his hood at the gathered masses. He slowly makes his way to the ring, walks up the steps and crouches in his corner, running his fingers across the battleground in preparation for what is to come.::

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first, he is a member of the Sin City Knights, he is from New York City, New York and weighs 240 pounds…Craaaaaaven!”

Jason Chase: “Dead man walking.”

Lula Davidson: "Tonight, Craven is looking for a bit of payback for one of the Sin City Knights’ girls and to shut him up.”

Jason Chase: “He has had two months to get payback, and he decides to do it in a match he cannot win? Craven is an idiot.”

Lula Davidson: "Craven teams with Silver Baron to take on Bene Elohim in a tables match later tonight.”

Jason Chase: “And he will do that with one arm, because Travis plans to rip it out of the socket. Again, I stand by my calling him an idiot.”

::The two men stare at each other from across the ring. The referee signals for the bell. Craven gets to his feet, charging Travis who catches him with a Japanese armdrag takedown. Travis keeps a hold of Craven’s arm, and the wrenches it, using it to slam Craven down on the mat. Keeping hold of the arm, Travis holds on while Craven gets to his feet. He drives his elbow into the shoulder joint, finally breaking the armbar.::

Lula Davidson: "And Travis starts to target Craven’s arm.”

Jason Chase: “Why would you enter a submission match against a sadist with a hold that has never been beaten? I can’t wait to see Sin City Knights versus Bene Elohim so I can watch Craven just throw himself through the table because he thinks that’s how you win a table match.”

::Craven rubs his shoulder as he staggers away, managing to hold Travis off a quick right and a clothesline. The Sin City Knight shakes his arm to get the feeling going, but Travis is right back to his feet.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven trying to keep Travis away from that arm and build some momentum.”

Jason Chase: “I think Craven thought this would be going different. Maybe he should have picked a different type of match.”

::Travis goes right back to the armbar and just starts to drive his elbow into Craven’s shoulder joint again and again and again. It is only thanks to a series of quick jabs that Craven is able to get Travis to break the hold. Travis staggers back, but Craven is able to drop him with a dropkick. Craven rubs his arm and rolls his shoulder as he gets to his feet, trying to get the feeling back.::

Lula Davidson: "Travis is just targeting that arm and shoulder.”

Jason Chase: “He said he would. He wants to hear Craven scream.”

Lula Davidson: "But Craven is fighting back.”

::Going on the attack, Craven shoots Travis into the ropes and connects with a clothesline, then another clothesline and another. Rolling his arm, he catches Travis with an Irish whip and shoots him into the corner, charging in. As Craven charges in, Travis lifts his boot, catching him in the jaw.::

Lula Davidson: "Every time Craven gets some momentum going, Travis cuts him off.”

Jason Chase: “Craven is in the ring with a master technical wrestler. This is a submission match and Craven’s got nothing. Travis knows his and he’s going to take his time.”

::Craven staggers away from the corner. From behind, “the Canadian Legend” grabs him, and throws him into the ringpost, right on the shoulder he has been working all night. Ignoring the referee, Travis pulls Craven out of the corner and drives Craven’s shoulder into the ringpost again. Stepping out of the ring, Travis grabs Craven’s arm and pulls it down as he drops to down to the arena floor. Grabbing his shoulder, Craven cries out in pain as he moves away from the corner.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh God! Travis just drove that shoulder into the ringpost. He is just tearing at it.”

Jason Chase: “That man is a shark and there is blood in the water.”

::Travis slides back into the ring, grabbing Craven’s injured arm, trying to apply the Pridebreaker. The Sin City Knight tries to throw a few punches out, trying to keep the hold from being applied and manages to fight Travis off.::

Lula Davidson: "Travis, trying to finish this with the Pridebreaker, but Craven manages to fight it off.”

Jason Chase: “Craven is just delaying the inevitable here.”

::Attempting to take control of the match, Craven nails Travis with a forearm. He follows with a hard clothesline, taking “the Once and Future King” down to the mat. As Travis gets to his feet, Craven shoots him into the ropes and catches him with a powerslam and follows up with an elbow drop and another.::

Lula Davidson: "Well it looks Craven is going to fight the inevitable as he makes a comeback.”

::Trying to stay on the attack and keep his opponent away from his arm, Craven nails Travis with a few punches and an uppercut that knocks “the Canadian Legend” against the ropes. Craven nails a dropkick that sends Travis over the ropes and on to the apron.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven with a series of punches and a dropkick taking the fight to Travis.”

Jason Chase: “This is not a last man standing or I quit match. Craven has to make Travis submit and he’s lacking a really good submission hold.

::Craven moves in to keep on the attack, but Travis grabs his head and pulls him down over the top rope. Craven snaps back and drops to the mat. Reaching into the ring, Travis grabs Craven’s legs, and pulls him into the ringpost. He swings Craven’s leg into the ringpost, and then attempts to lock on a figure four. Craven starts fighting back, trying to get Travis off of the attack. Using his leg, Craven pulls Travis in and then pushes him off against the ringside barricade.::

Lula Davidson: "Travis with a cheap shot and goes right for Craven’s legs.”

Jason Chase: “He is looking to break Craven here tonight.”

::Sliding out of the ring, Craven goes on the attack, connecting with a few rights and a weak left, as that is the arm Travis has been working most of the night. The Sin City Knight clotheslines Travis over the barricade and out onto the floor.::

Lula Davidson: "That maybe easier said than done as Craven is right on the attack!”

::Craven reaches over, starting to pulls Travis up by the hair. Travis takes a cheap shot with an eye rake and then suplexes Craven over the barricade onto the arena floor. Travis holds his lower back as he starts to move. He lifts Craven up off the floor, but Craven responds with a few shots to the midsection. Travis responds with knee to Craven’s midsection.::

Lula Davidson: "This match has just spilled out of the ring.”

Jason Chase: “This is not falls count anywhere.”

::Travis attempts to slam Craven’s head into the barricade, but Craven blocks and tries to slam Travis’s head into the barricade instead, but Travis blocks and the two start to trade shots as they move through the crowd.::

Lula Davidson: "These two are fighting in the crowd.”

Jason Chase: “Well this may be the only way Craven can win this thing.”

::A hard right from Craven sends Travis over the guardrail. The crowd cheers as Craven throws an arm into the air. That momentary lose of concentration allowed Travis to get to his feet. “The Canadian Legend” manages to get a hold of Craven’s injured arm and bring it down on the barricade, causing Craven to cry out in pain.::

Lula Davidson: "And Travis just goes right back to the injured arm.”

Jason Chase: “You have to think that Craven is starting to regret making this a submission match, for whatever stupid reason he did that. And he seemed so confident two weeks ago at Mayhem.”

::Travis tries to keep the momentum going on his side by pulling Craven into a suplex. Craven manages to block. Travis tries again. Craven blocks again. Travis throws a few shots to Craven’s midsection to get him up. Craven manages to squirm and force Travis to place him down, allowing Craven the chance to pick Travis up and powerslam him onto the entrance ramp. “The Canadian Legend” arches his back and grits his teeth at the impact. Craven slumps against the guardrail.::

Lula Davidson: "And Craven just slams Travis down on the entrance ramp. That may be a game changer for this match.”

Jason Chase: “Not if Craven cannot get Travis to submit.”

::Trying to shake up to the cobwebs, Craven pulls himself up and walks up the entrance way. He throws an arm up and then charges, going for the running senton.::

Lula Davidson: "And here comes Craven.”

::At the last moment, Travis manages to roll out of the way, avoiding the brunt of Craven’s body. Both men are down outside the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "At the last second, Travis managed to avoid the senton.”

Jason Chase: “That man is a ring general. Craven is a ring private.”

::The two start to move, getting up and trying to jockey for position as they move towards the ring and trade shots. Craven throws a few punches into the midsection of Travis and then manages to shove him off and against the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "These two men are giving it their all here tonight, hammering away at each other.”

::Craven moves in, pulling Travis away from the ring and attempting to shoot him into the stairs. “The Canadian Legend” manages to reverse the Irish whip and send the Sin City Knight into the stairs.::

Lula Davidson: "And just like that, Kyle Travis has taken control of this one.”

Jason Chase: “Craven should just give up now.”

::With one violent motion, Travis flips the ring banner up and reaches under the ring. There is a mix of gasps and jeers combined with a few cheers from the more bloodthirsty fans as “the Once and Future King” stands up, holding his signature weapon; the crowbar.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh God! Someone stop him!”

Jason Chase: “Hey, this is what Craven wanted.”

::Craven is only just barely able to move out of the way as Travis swings the crowbar. The sound of the metal crowbar into the steel stairs echoes through the arena. The stairs are dented from the impact.::

Lula Davidson: "Travis just tried to end Craven’s career with that shot!”

Jason Chase: “Well if Craven wasn’t acting so arrogant, acting like he’d just walk into this match and dominate Travis with little effort in a match that favors a guy like Travis, he wouldn’t be in this mess.”

::In desperation, Craven nails Travis with a low blow. Travis drops the crowbar and drops to the arena floor.::

Lula Davidson: "A low blow by Craven! That was pure desperation.”

Jason Chase: “Now if Travis did that, you’d be all enraged and up in arms. How is that not proving him right?”

::The crowd rallies behind Craven as the Sin City Knight manages to get to his feet. He pulls Travis around the stairs and manages to hoist him up on his shoulder, running along the outside. However, the damage Travis has done to Craven’s shoulder all match prevents him from getting a solid grip and Travis is able to slide out, shoving Craven into the ringpost.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven trying to regain control, but that arm has taken a lot of abuse.”

Jason Chase: “What did he expect in a submission match? Of course a man who uses a hold that works on the arms is going to target the arms. Travis is very dangerous with those armbars.”

::Travis attempts to slam Craven’s head into the ringpost, but Craven manages to block him and nail a hard kick to the midsection and knocks Travis against the barricade. Craven pulls up the ring banner and drags a table out, setting it up at ringside. He walks over, grabbing Travis and bringing him over to the table.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven manages to fight Travis off and now looking under the ring and here comes a table.”

Jason Chase: “This is not a table match! That comes later!”

::Craven pulls Travis up on the table and climbs up after him. He tries to lift him up for a slam, but Travis nails him with an elbow in the shoulder, stopping that. “The Canadian Legend” lifts Craven into a suplex, dropping him into the ring and then steps between the ropes.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven trying to put Travis through the table, but Travis reverses and sends Craven back into the ring.”

Jason Chase: “That is why he is “the Once and Future King”. Craven is in there with a legend and I bet his is not feeling as confident as he was two weeks ago.”

::Sensing victory, Travis tries to lock on the Pridebreaker. Craven is able to fight off the attempt and manages to push Travis away, but Travis stays on him and whips with into the corner.::

Lula Davidson: "Travis going for the Pridebreaker again, but Craven manages to fight him off and gets sent into the corner.”

Jason Chase: “I will admit, he lasted longer than I expected.”

::Hoisting Craven up on to the turnbuckle, Travis climbs up after him, pulling him in for a superlex. The Sin City Knight manages to hold on to the ringpost, preventing Travis from the suplex. “The Canadian Legend” tries again, but Craven is able to block it once more. He strikes “the Once and Future King” in the kidneys.::

Lula Davidson: "This could be dangerous. Travis looking for a superplex, but Craven is not giving up without a fight.”

::Summoning whatever he has left, Craven is able to move himself and toss Travis off, sending him through the table. The Sin City Knight drops onto the mat, not moving. The crowd chants “Holy shit!” as Travis lies in the remains of the table and Craven lies on his back in the ring. Neither man is moving.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh my God!"

Jason Chase: “Sweet Jesus!”

Lula Davidson: "Craven managed to shove Travis through that table.”

Jason Chase: “This is not a table match!”

::The referee waves to the timekeeper, who rings the bell. The referee moves to Jamie Hensley, telling her something.::

Jamie Hensley: “Ladies and gentlemen, as neither competitor is able to continue the referee has ruled this match a no contest!”

::Trainers, EMTs and officials quickly head out to the ring to check on both competitors. Inside the ring, two of the trainers check on Craven’s arm, starting to ice it down. Outside, trainers and EMTs check on Travis.::

Lula Davidson: "What started as a submission match turned into an all out street fight between these competitors.”

Jason Chase: “Travis wrestled a submission match, Craven went for street fight. The bottom line is that Craven did not get the job done and had to resort to desperation to avoid Travis tearing his arm off.”

::The trainers and EMTs start to try and load Travis on a stretcher, but he waves them off, trying to get back to his feet. Staggering a bit, Travis manages to stand up and staggers as he walks, a bit shakily, to the back. Inside the ring, Craven’s arm is being taped up and iced down.::

Lula Davidson: "You have to wonder what Craven will have left when he and Silver Baron face Bene Elohim in a table match.”

Jason Chase: “Probably not the smartest idea to challenge Kyle Travis to a submission match and then agree to a second match, like facing Bene Elohim in a table match.”

Lula Davidson: "He gave it all he had tonight.”

Jason Chase: “He failed to get the job done. That’s the bottom line. Whether you want to admit it or not, Kyle Travis proved another Sin City Knight was not a hero. Like he said, the UWA has no heroes.”

Lula Davidson: "Well there may be a few people who would argue that one.”

::UWA backstage reporter Stephanie Miller is out in the parking area with Bob Brooks, who appears to sniffing the seat of Lacey Roberts’ bike. Stephanie seems a little creeped out by this. She clears her throat, causing Bob to stand up.::

Stephanie: “Uh…Bob Brooks, tonight you…”

::Stephanie is unable to finish her question as Amy Zing suddenly appears out of no where and blasts Bob in the midsection with a kendo stick. She then nails him in the back of the leg, causing him to drop to one knee. She moves around to just bring the stick down over his head until she breaks the thing. Finally, as Bob staggers, she nails him in the head with a hard kick, dropping him like a ton of bricks and leaving him sprawled out on the floor. “The Hong Kong Sensation” drops the kendo stick and fixes her hair, adjusting the ribbon on her arm. She looks at Stephanie and smiles as if she didn’t just violently lay out Bob Brooks.::

Amy: “Hey Stephanie! How are you doing?”

Stephanie: “I’m good. How are you?”

Amy: “I feel like I have had a bit of a cathartic experience right now, but a bit nervous, you know, big match coming up and whatnot having to face Lacey Roberts for the Television Championship in a falls count anywhere match. Anyway, I have to go get this guy a medic and then go do my match. You have a good holiday if I don’t see you later.”

Stephanie: “Yeah, you too.”

::Amy walks off. Stephanie glances down at Bob Brooks and then walks down.::

Jason Chase: “What was that? That was uncalled for.”

Lula Davidson: "First of all, I think Bob had it coming. And secondly, you cannot blame Amy Zing for wanting to keep him out of the match.”

::The camera shifted to the backstage area to find the members of Gealtachta sitting in the parking lot as Arsenal rolls into the arena. One by one the girls file out of the car talking amongst themselves, that is until they all turn for the arena doors and find Aerynn, Pauly and Shonn sitting on the docks watching them.::

Ashley: “Bethy. Come on.....”

::Ashley keeps a close hand on Bethany's arm on one side and Jeszika on the other as they all begin to walk into the arena. They almost cross the threshold of the door when a throat being cleared breaks the silence. The girls all turn and looked behind them to find Aerynn staring at them darkly with a little smile on her lips.::

Aerynn: “Ye' Smell that boys?”

Shonn: “Whot's tha', Alice?”

Aerynn: “Smell's like someone's gonna die.”

::Both Shonn and Pauly smirk and chuckled darkly and the girls collectively narrow their eyes but say nothing as they enter the arena leaving the cackling hyena's behind them. The camera stayed outside watching the three talking::

Shonn: “Ye see whot tha' Raggamuffin Nick Daniels had tae say 'bout ye?”

Aerynn: “Nick who?”

Pauly: “He was here when it all started. Favorite tae win tha title.”

::Aerynn looks at Pauly blankly and then shrugs.::

Aerynn: "Oh. An' why should I care?"

::Aerynn suddenly seemed to shiver, as if a sudden cold chill had passed over her frame and glances over at the doors of the arena to find a figure standing in the doorway. Five foot Six, slender and clearly female by the curves and wearing a Gothic white and black porcelain mask. The woman simply watches the three a moment and then turns and disappears back through the doors and the camera shifts back to the ringside area.::

Lula Davidson: "Why wait for them? Just to taunt them?."

Jason Chase: “Don't flatter yourself. They weren't waiting for them. They just happened to see them."

::As the opening chords of "Unstoppable" by Fozzy feat. Christie Cook plays over the arena, the silhouette of a phoenix spreading its wings appears on the screens. It bursts into flames. The fire spells out the name "AMY ZING" across the screen imposed over the image of Amy performing her signature pose of bending over, rising up and spreading her arms out only to bring them back together.::

“One mind can beat a million
One chance is all I need
I will complete this mission
Damn you I will succeed”

::The lyrics begin and Amy Zing comes running out of the entrance way. She runs to one end of the entrance stage, then to the other with the UWA Television Championship around her waist. She then walks to the middle and bends over, with her fingers touching the ground. She rises, spreading her arms out and pointing to the fans. She brings her hands together then breaks them apart. She walks down to the ring slapping hands with the fans on both sides of the barricade as she does.::

Jamie Hensley: “ The following match is a falls count anywhere match for UWA's Television Championship!"

Jason Chase: “And the champion looks to be in prime form tonight!"

Jamie Hensley: “From San Francisco, California by way of Hong Kong, China and weighing in at 120 pounds the UWA Television Champion “The Hong Kong Sensation”…Aaaaaamy Ziiiiing!”

“You'll never break me
I'm unstoppable
You'll never break me
I'm unstoppable”

::Standing in front of the ring, Amy leaps up onto the apron and slingshots herself into the ring and runs to the corner. Amy pulls herself up to the turnbuckle, spreading her arms out to the sides, pointing to the crowd. Slowly, she brings them together, her hands and fingers touching. Amy then removes the title from her waist and takes off her t-shirt, which she then tosses to the crowd. She holds up the championship.::

“Away from the prize
Because in my eyes
I can do anything
Now watch me rise”

::Holding the title against her chest, Amy suddenly backflips off the turnbuckle and lands in the ring where she then raises the championship for the cheering crowd to see. She hands the title to the referee and then unwraps the ribbon on her arm and uses it to tie her hair into a ponytail as she waits for the match to begin.::

Jamie Hensley: “And the challenger wrestling out of Toronto, Canada...Lacey Roberts!!!!!"

::The stage lights begin to flash red, as 'With me' begins to play.::

“You know
Every world will have it's end (Have it's end)
I'm here
To Prove it all
To you.”

::A loud engine can be heard, as Lacey comes out to the stage on her chopper.::

“I am
Who you don't think I am (Think I am)
All wrapped up
In my evil plan.”

::Lacey revs up her engine a couple times, before she rides to the ring.::

Can't taste the day (taste the day)
Savour night (savour night)
Spells beyond you
As I watch you crawl.”

::Once Lacey reaches the ring, she takes a couple laps around the ring, before she gets off, and slides into the ring.::

“Do you dare to fight (dare to fight)
Evil's might (evil's might)
I'll be the last one standing
In a flash of light!”

::Lacey climbs onto on of the turnbuckles, and flashes the devil's sign with both hands. She then takes off her kutte, before she climbs down.::

Lula Davidson: "Lacey watch out!"

::Before she turns around Amy runs up behind her and tries to surprise everyone and rolls Lacey up for a quick pin.::

One.......

::Lacey easily kicks out as both ladies get to their feet.::

Jason Chase: “Did Amy think that would really work?"

Lula Davidson: "Stranger things have happened Jason. Strangers things have happened."

Jason Chase: “You can say that twice."

::The two then lock up in the middle of the ring and Lacey gains the advantage. She Irish whips Amy, sending her shoulder first into the turnbuckle. Lacey rushes over and begins to bounce Amy's head off the top turnbuckle. After a few bounces Amy manages to get her hands up and stop the latest attempt, but Lacey thinks quickly and sends a hard elbow to the back of Amy's head.::

Jason Chase: “Lacey going on the offensive."

::Lacey whips Amy off the ropes and attempts a clothesline, but Amy ducks. She bounces off the ropes and takes Lacey down with a crossbody.::

Lula Davidson: "Spoke a little too soon Jason."

::Amy hooks the leg and goes for another cover but before the referee can even count to one Lacey gets her shoulders up. Amy is angered by this and begins to bounce Lacey's head off the mat. After a few head bounces Amy drags Lacey to her feet and quickly takes her back down with a Japanese arm drag takedown. Lacey is quick to er feet but another Japanese armdrag takedown and this time her head whiplashes off the mat. Amy stays on the attack and launches off the ropes with an asai moonsault, but does not go for the cover.::

Jason Chase: “Amy really trying to prove she deserves to be Television Champion."

::She drags Lacey to her feet but Lacey counters with a hard uppercut.::

Lula Davidson: "The fight hasn't left Lacey yet! She is still in this match!"

::Lacey then sends a fist to Amy and Amy gladly returns. Lacey returns the favor. And the two begin to trade blows.::

Jason Chase: “These two really don't like each other."

Lula Davidson: "I agree. They are literally trying to incapacitate one another."

::Amy begins to back Lacey towards the ropes and they continue to trade blows. Lacey leans against them trying to defend herself. Amy goes for a huge haymaker but Lacey sucks and flips Amy over the top, sending her to the mat below. Lacey takes advantage and bounces off one set of ropes, then launches off the other landing a huge split legged moonsault to Amy on the outside.::

Lula Davidson: "Now the match is going to get intense . They didn't make this a falls count anywhere for no reason."

::Lacey hooks Amy's leg and the referee slides out of the ring and goes for the count.::

One.........





Two.........

Jason Chase: “Amy gets her shoulder up at the last second!"

::Lacey looks at the ref like he is crazy then quickly returns her attention to Amy, but to her surprise Amy is to her feet and sends an earth shattering kick to the side of her head. Lacey hits the floor like a bag of rocks. To everyone's surprise Amy does not go for the cover. Instead she readys herself for her finisher, Fenghuang Kick.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh no! This may be the end for Lacey!"

:::Amy readys to unload but Lacey rolls under the ring just as Amy goes for the home run kick. Amy kicks the apron of the ring and grabs her leg as she screams out in pain. As she jumps around in circles, Lacey crawls back out from under the ring and spears Amy from behind, gut first into the apron.::

Jason Chase: “This could be Lacey's one chance!"

::Lacey then whips Amy down the apron and Amy bounces off the post. She stumbles around and finally falls over onto the announcers table and seems to be out cold. Lacey rolls back in the ring. She climbs the top turnbuckle and begins to amp up the crowd.::

Lula Davidson: "What the hell is Lacey thinking. She jumps, she could seriously hurt herself and Amy. Guess she really is willing to do anything to prove she deserves to be champion and not Amy Zing."

::With that being said Lacey launches off the top ropes and towards Amy who is now on all fours.::

Jason Chase: “HOLY SHIT!"

::Lacey comes down and lands a huge Reaper Scyth as the two go crashing right through the announcers table. Lacey's arm manages to fall over Amy and the referee slides out to make the count.::

One........






Two..........

Lula Davidson: "I don't think either one of them is getting up."

Three!!!!!!!

Jamie Hensley: “Your winner and NEW UWA Television Champion........Lacey Roberts!!!!"

::Emt's rush down to ringside and begin helping both Lacey and Amy.::

Jason Chase: “Jesus Christ what a match. Lacey pulled out all the stunts tonight!"

Lula Davidson: "Amy put up a damn good fight herself. Now let's go backstage while this mess is cleaned up!"

::Fans inside the World Arena cheer powerfully as cameras take us into the locker room of the Silent Destroyer. Not far off from his Strap Match with Joshua McBride, Sentinel is sitting facing the room's mirror, methodically wrapping turn after turn of black tape around each hand and wrist. He doesn't take his eyes away from his own reflection, staring almost furiously at the familiar visage before him as though he's expecting it to change.::

Jason Chase: “Why is he staring at himself like that?"

Lula Davidson: "I have no idea. That's not a look I'd want to see turned in my direction, though."

Jason Chase: “Seconded."

::The locker room door opens and closes, the mirror revealing the entrance of Talon and her twin brother Alex. Sentinel's only reaction to them coming in is a shift in his glance from himself to the door and back again. Talon and Alex exchange looks for a moment before walking into the actual shot, the latter taking a folded paper from his pocket and setting it on the counter beneath the mirror.::

Alex: "And it's official."

::One dark brow elevates and Sentinel actually turns from the mirror to look at his brother-in-law.::

Alex: "Olivier signed us..."

::He gestures between Talon and himself.::

Alex: "...to a per-match contract."

::The wrapping stops and Sentinel pauses for a moment, still staring straight ahead but without the same ferocious glare. He tears the adhesive from the roll with his teeth and wraps the remaining length into place before turning away from the mirror and looking up at the two of them. Getting up from the chair, he turns toward them and manages to crack something resembling a smile. Shaking Alex's hand, he leans in to kiss Talon's cheek in a similar gesture of congratulations.::

Lula Davidson: "So, wait...they're a tag team now?"

Jason Chase: “I guess so. They've talked before about how Talon used to wrestle all the time. Don't know a damn thing about her brother, though."

Lula Davidson: "I guess we'll have to wait and see on that. Sentinel doesn't really seem like himself to me, though. You'd think he'd be happier for them."

::Past those gestures, the big man just up and leaves the locker room. The twins exchange glances as Sentinel heads out the door, looking after him before staring at each other.::

Alex: "What's going on with him, Ren? I've never seen him that out of it."

::She shrugs but can't hide the worry on her face this time.::

Talon: "He's been like that since he decided it was time to come back, Alex. I tried to get him to give it another few weeks, maybe a month, but he wasn't having it. And ever since McBride started this shit with him he's been hard to reach. You saw how he's been since we picked up Zachariah and Rayne and he blacked out a couple of times, too..."

::Unaware that she's rambling a bit, Talon doesn't stop until Alex gives her a little shake to bring her out of it. Talon shakes her head slightly, turning and meeting her brother's stare. It's not as imposing as that of Sentinel but Alex has a certain tone to his look that's both searching and penetrating.::

Alex: "What's going on, Ren? What aren't you telling me?"

::For a moment, Talon looks angry. She yanks her arm free of her brother's grip but Alex is insistent. He walks before her and stares at her until she relents and meets his gaze.::

Alex: "If we're going all out with this thing, I have to know what's going on. No secrets."

Talon: "LATER, Alex. First let's just...just make sure that he gets through tonight, huh? I'll be out there with him. He'll be fine."

::With those words, Alex finally relents and lets Talon move away from him. She, too, leaves the locker room, while Alex remains, staring into the mirror. The camera cuts back to ringside where Lula and Jason await the next match.::

Jason Chase: “That big silent bastard is unhinged right now. If he starts raising hell, Talon and her skinny brother ain't gonna stop him."

Lula Davidson: "I'm with Alex; I've never seen Sentinel in a state like this. It almost makes me fear a little for McBride later on."

Jason Chase: “Seriously?"

Lula Davidson: "No, I said almost. After all the hell he's raised around here, Joshua McBride deserves everything he gets from the Silent Destroyer."

::The camera swings around the ringside arena showing table after table leaning neatly against the railing all the way around the ring. The camera swings back, showing the ring is completely surrounded but none of the tables are set upright.::

Jamie Hensley: “The following contest is a tag team elimination tables match. In order to gain victory, both members of a team must be propelled through a table individually and consecutively. When a combatant is sent through a table that person is eliminated from the match and must return to the backstage area, prohibited from returning. Introducing first, team number one, hailing from God’s Country, weighing in at 504 pounds, representing the Children of Nephilim and accompanied to the ring by Sariel, the team of Ramiel and Ananiel, BENE ELOHIM!!!”

::Iced Earth's "Angels Holocaust" starts up, blasting an epic fanfare through the loudspeakers. Sariel leads Ramiel and Ananiel through the curtain and walks them to the ring. The three step into the ring and hit their knees, looking to the sky for the answers they know can only come from above.::

Lula Davidson: "This just doesn’t look... ”

Jason Chase: “The twins are ready to make a statement!”

Crowd: “THE CHILDREN TAKE IT UP THE ASS!!! DOO-DAH, DOO-DAH!!! THE CHILDREN TAKE IT UP THE ASS, OH DOO-DAH DAY!!! THE CHILDREN TAKE IT UP THE ASS!!! DOO-DAH, DOO-DAH!!! THE CHILDREN TAKE IT UP THE ASS, OH DOO-DAH DAY!!! THE CHILDREN TAKE IT UP THE ASS!!! DOO-DAH, DOO-DAH!!! THE CHILDREN TAKE IT UP THE ASS, OH DOO-DAH DAY!!! THE CHILDREN TAKE IT UP THE ASS!!! DOO-DAH, DOO-DAH!!! THE CHILDREN TAKE IT UP THE ASS, OH DOO-DAH DAY!!! THE CHILDREN TAKE IT UP THE ASS!!! DOO-DAH, DOO-DAH!!! THE CHILDREN TAKE IT UP THE ASS, OH DOO-DAH DAY!!! THE CHILDREN TAKE IT UP THE ASS!!! DOO-DAH, DOO-DAH!!! THE CHILDREN TAKE IT UP THE ASS, OH DOO-DAH DAY!!!”

Jamie Hensley: “And their opponents, wrestling out of Sin City, Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at a total combined weight of 465 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Jade and Nicole, the team of the Silver Baron and Craven, THE SIN CITY KNIGHTS!!!”

::The lights dim down, as “It's Going Down” slowly begins to play.::

“Watch them flee...
Watch them flee...
Watch them flee...
Hip hop hits!
And you do it like this!”

:: single backlight is seen pulsing, with both Jade and Nicole walking out, and standing at either side of the stage. The Silver Baron and Craven rise up from below the stage, Craven appearing a little rougher than usual.::

“It's going down (It's going down)
It's going down (It's going down)
It's going down (It's going down It's going down...)”

::Craven looks from underneath his hood towards the gathered masses, before the four of them begin heading down to the ring, with the Silver Baron exchanging high fives with the nearby crowd. Craven appears to have a noticeable limp as the four make they way down.::

“It's going down
The rhythm project's 'round the next sound
Reflex the complex, hybrid dialect now
Detects the mesh of many elements compressed down
The melting pot of a super-futuresque style
The combination of vocal caress
With lungs the gasp for breath
From emotional stress
With special effects
And a distorted collage
Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage”

::Once they reach the ring, the ladies climb up and pose at the ropes, as both men slide in between the rops. Silver Baron taps his chest twice with his sceptre then raises his arm up, as Craven jumps up and assumes a perched position.::

“It's going down
The logical progression on the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
A logical progression on the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down”

Lula Davidson: "Craven looks...”

Jason Chase: “What? Did you think you could just walk through a submission match with Kyle Travis like it was no big deal? Of course he looks a little worse for the wear!”

Crowd: “SIN CI-TY!!! SIN CI-TY!!! SIN CI-TY!!! SIN CI-TY!!! SIN CI-TY!!! SIN CI-TY!!! SIN CI-TY!!! SIN CI-TY!!! SIN CI-TY!!! SIN CI-TY!!! SIN CI-TY!!! SIN CI-TY!!!”

::The bell sounds and the twins charge into battle. Craven meets Ramiel in the middle of the ring and starts trading punches with him. Craven hits Ramiel first and then eats one in return. Craven fires again and Ramiel returns fire, Craven, Ramiel, Craven, Ramiel, Craven, Ramiel, Craven, Ramiel, Craven, Ramiel. Craven rears back and Ramiel stomps on Craven’s bad leg. Craven stumbles forward in obvious pain and Ramiel grabs him in a gutwrench, firing him up and over into into a shoulder-mounted powerbomb.::

Crowd: “OOOOHHHH!!!”

Lula Davidson: "God in heaven!”

Jason Chase: “I don’t think God had much to do with that...”

::Across the ring, Baron meets Ananiel and ducks a big clothesline from the rampaging Samoan. Baron jumps up and and snaps off an enziguri that knocks Ananiel off-balance. As he stumbles forward, Baron jumps on his back, looking for a sleeper. Ananiel stumbles towards the nearest corner and spins, smashing Baron hard into the turnbuckles. As Baron loses his grip, Ananiel turns into a big lariat that smashes Baron against the turnbuckles again. Baron starts to stumble out of the corner and Ananiel snaps him over in a head and arm suplex.::

Lula Davidson: "The Knights are not having a good night so far. ”

Jason Chase: “Well, they kind of asked for this going after this many vendettas at once when their numbers have dwindled so far down as they have.”

::Ananiel steps up from Baron and slips out to the floor. He grabs the first table available and slides it into the ring. Ramiel goes to set it up but Baron cuts him off. Ramiel tries to fight Baron off but eats a knee to the gut, Baron sets and snaps off a ddt onto the table as Ananiel dives in looking to save his brother. Baron catches him with a dropkick to the face and Ananiel falls back against the ropes. Baron rushes in and looks for a clothesline. Ananiel ducks under and gives Baron a back body drop that sends him soaring over the top rope. Baron plummets down to the cold, hard concrete floor below, smacking the surface and almost bouncing on impact.::

Lula Davidson: "God that just sounded like raw meat!”

Jason Chase: “May as well have been.”

::Craven staggers up and takes a swing at Ramiel. Ananiel cuts him off and knocks Craven down as Ramiel makes it up to his feet, bleeding slightly from the forehead after hitting it on the edge earlier. Craven sits up on his knees as Ramiel and Ananiel move in on either side. Craven blasts them both low and the crowd visibly grimaces at the sight. Craven staggers up and starts to set the table up but Ramiel kicks at Craven’s bad leg. Craven clutches at it, in obvious pain and Ananiel moves in behind him, taking a half nelson. Craven struggles in the hold and Ananiel launches him over into a release half nelson suplex that folds the youngster up like an accordion.::

Lula Davidson: "Good Lord, that’s twice now somebody’s gone for the table and paid for it dearly!”

Jason Chase: “And with Baron on the floor, you gotta wonder what the twins are gonna do to the wounded Craven!”

::Ramiel pulls Craven up and drives his knee into the young man’s face, holding on in a muay thai-style clinch. Ramiel delivers a second knee, then a third, then a fourth, alternating legs as he goes and raising Craven off the mat with every strike. Ramiel backs Craven into the corner and then snaps off a wicked roundhouse kick to the face. Ramiel walks away as Craven falls into the seated position against the second turnbuckle. Ananiel moves in and snaps off a kick to the face as well, sending Craven down to the mat, though still in the seated position against the turnbuckles. Ananiel sticks his foot against Craven’s throat and pulls on the top rope to choke him down. Ananiel holds it for a second and then moves out of the way as Ramiel comes charging in for a running knee strike in the corner, bouncing Craven off the turnbuckles hard.::

Lula Davidson: "This is heinous! They’re picking on the weaker, wounded guy!”

Jason Chase: “That’s called strategy, Dear. They know the Baron’s a sitting duck if they get rid of his partner!”

Crowd: “PUSSS-IES!!! PUSSS-IES!!! PUSSS-IES!!! PUSSS-IES!!! PUSSS-IES!!! PUSSS-IES!!! PUSSS-IES!!! PUSSS-IES!!! PUSSS-IES!!! PUSSS-IES!!!”

::Ananiel goes to set up the table, nodding as he goes. Sariel claps, nodding her approval as Ramiel pulls Craven up and punches him in the mouth to knock him into the turnbuckles again. On the floor, Baron grabs a table and sets it up before diving into the ring. Ramiel and Ananiel shoot Craven across the ring. They step into a consecutive line as Craven goes to rebound off the ropes. Baron spinkicks Ramiel out of the way and Craven rushes into Ananiel’s arms. Ananiel goes to elevate Craven but gets caught midway up for a front facelock. Craven swings around into a ddt as Baron drops a knee to Ramiel’s head. Baron pulls Ramiel up and gives him a spinning kick to the gut. Ramiel staggers towards the corner while Baron gives him a big spinning backfist to the face.::

Lula Davidson: "The Knights making their move!”

Jason Chase: “They better make it quick!”

::Baron grabs his hand and whips Ramiel across the ring. Ramiel crashes into the opposite corner and Craven jumps up for a rising clothesline that crushes Ramiel into the turnbuckles. Craven falls to all fours in front of Ramiel and the Silver Baron comes tearing across the ring for poetry in motion. Baron takes Ramiel and whips him back across the ring again. Ramiel crashes into the turnbuckles and Craven rushes in for a big running lariat again. Craven falls to all fours and Baron starts across the ring again. Ananiel leaps into action, drilling Craven in the small of the back, knocking him to the mat. Baron comes in and Ramiel comes out of the corner with a big lariat that puts Baron down hard. Ananiel pulls Craven up and elevates him for a back body drop. Ramiel catches Craven at the apex and brings him down into a spinning powerbomb through the table in the ring.::

Crowd: “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!”

::Ananiel makes his way to the corner to celebrate and Baron rushes up behind him, springboarding up and delivering a dropkick to the back of Ananiel sending him tumbling over the top rope and crashing down through the table on the floor.::

Crowd: “HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!”

Lula Davidson: "Craven and Ananiel are both eliminated!”

Jason Chase: “How in the hell did that just happen?”

::Craven is helped from the ring and then to the back by trainers, making sure to watch his leg. On the other side of the ring, four Children appear and carry Ananiel from the ringside area. Silver Baron staggers up and the crowd starts chanting.::

Crowd: “Let’s go Baron!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “Let’s go Baron!!!” “Let’s go Baron!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “Let’s go Baron!!!” “Let’s go Baron!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “Let’s go Baron!!!” “Let’s go Baron!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “Let’s go Baron!!!” “Let’s go Baron!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “Let’s go Baron!!!”

::Ramiel and the Silver Baron circle the remnants of the smashed table in the middle of the ring, each glaring through the other. Both men reach down and pick up a piece of the broken table and then swing it at each other. They clash as if swinging swords, swinging back and forth and dueling while the crowd roots them on. Baron knocks Ramiel’s loose and then smashes him over the head with his piece of table. Ramiel falls to one knee and Baron grabs the other piece from Ramiel’s hands. Baron swings like a baseball bat and smashes it across the side of Ramiel’s head, knocking the Samoan into the ropes. Baron tosses the piece and runs across the ring, rebounding off the far side of the ring. he comes back around and catches Ramiel with a leaping dropkick to the back of the head across the bottom rope.::

Crowd: “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!!!”

::Ramiel falls down to the floor bleeding all over the place while Baron lands on his feet, his arms raised as he stares into Sariel’s stunned face.::

Crowd: “Let’s go Baron!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “Let’s go Baron!!!” “Let’s go Baron!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “Let’s go Baron!!!” “Let’s go Baron!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “Let’s go Baron!!!” “Let’s go Baron!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “Let’s go Baron!!!” “Let’s go Baron!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “Let’s go Baron!!!”

Lula Davidson: "The impact of that kick!”

Jason Chase: “The Baron’s having a moment, great, let’s see if it lasts!”

::The Silver Baron turns and punches Ramiel in the mouth knocking him back against the ringpost. Ramiel grimaces in pain and the Baron rears back to punch him again. Sariel grabs his hand and spins Baron around. Baron stares at her as Sariel bitchslaps the taste out of his mouth. Baron grabs her by her hair as the crowd explodes.::

Crowd: “YEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!”

::Baron glowers at her for a second before drilling her in the midsection with a knee. Sariel doubles over in pain and Baron bends her over his knee. Grinning cruelly, Baron swats Sariel on the ass as the crowd counts along.::

Crowd: “ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE… WHOOOOOOOOOAAAAH, TEN!!!!”

::Baron releases Sariel and she falls to the ground in humiliation.::

Crowd: “SHE’S A CRACKWHORE!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “SHE’S A CRACKWHORE!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “SHE’S A CRACKWHORE!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “SHE’S A CRACKWHORE!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “SHE’S A CRACKWHORE!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “SHE’S A CRACKWHORE!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “SHE’S A CRACKWHORE!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap*

Lula Davidson: "Baron just got him some of Sariel!”

Jason Chase: “He’ll pay for that!”

::Baron raises his arms and turns around to a huge lariat from Ramiel. Baron his hard on the floor and Ramiel drags him back up angrily. Ramiel takes Baron by the back of the head and bounces him face first off the steel guardrail. Baron tries to fire back but Ramiel simply re-directs him into the ringpost. Baron hits hard and spins around the corner of the ring, bleeding profusely from the forehead. Ramiel grabs a steel chair from the front row and turns to stalk his prey. Sariel gets back to her feet and nods, urging him on as Ramiel makes his way around after the Baron. He turns the corner to find the Baron has vanished. As he looks around in astonishment, Baron crawls out from under the ring on the opposite side. He climbs up, glances over and nods with a sick smirk on his face. Baron climbs up, runs across the ring and leaps through the ropes for a dropkick through the ropes that smashes the chair back into the unsuspecting Ramiel’s face.::

Crowd: “OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

::Baron stands up as Ramiel crashes back against the railing, bouncing off hard and crumpling to the floor. Baron reaches down and picks up the chair as he stands menacingly over the bloody mess that is Ramiel on the floor.::

Crowd: “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap*

::Baron nods and drives the chair’s edge down onto Ramiel’s throat, choking the bigger man down with all his might. The crowd urges him on as Baron holds him down, Ramiel thrashing about underneath like a caught animal stuck in a trap. Baron pulls the chair back and re-adjusts to go for a smashing shot. Ramiel looks up and punches Baron dead in the balls. Baron drops the chair and doubles in agony as Ramiel delivers a nasty uppercut to the mouth. Baron crashes to the floor and Ramiel grabs the chair. Ramiel sets and fires but Baron rolls out of the way and ramiel smashes the chair into the concrete, dropping it as the vibrations sting his hands.::

Lula Davidson: "So where do they go now? They’re both bloody messes and Ramiel just got dirty!”

Jason Chase: “Baron did it first going after Sariel like he did!”

::Baron scrambles up, still reeling from the punch to his jewels. Ramiel turns around to face him and Baron leaps at him for a Lou Thesz Press onto the concrete, raining punches down like a possessed lunatic. he hammers down again and again and again until Ramiel manages to roll over and reverse the position, hammering down punches himself. Baron kicks Ramiel in the balls and then rolls away as Ramiel kneels in pain. Baron snaps off a roundhouse kick to the face and Ramiel falls slowly to the floor from the force of the impact. Baron nods and grabs a table, shoving it into the ring as the crowd urges him on.::

Crowd: “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap* “FUCK HIM UP, BARON, FUCK HIM UP!!!” *Clap, Clap, Clap-Clap-Clap*

::Baron dives in and starts to set the table up as Ramiel looks for something to hold onto. Sariel rushes in and helps him to the railing. As Ramiel starts to get back up, Baron sets the table and pats it lovingly. He turns and ascends the turnbuckles, nodding to the crowd. He launches himself off for the tornillo corkscrew plancha, crashing down onto both Ramiel and Sariel by the railing, hammering all three of them off the steel.::

Crowd: “HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!”

::The Silver Baron staggers up and gets in a kick on Sariel before making his way to the ring again. He dives in and staggers up, raising his arms triumphantly before looking back at his targets. Ramiel and Sariel begin to stagger up and Baron nods. He takes off running, racing across the ring. Baron rebounds off the far ropes and comes running back across the ring, leaping over the top rope for a suicide dive. Ramiel spins into a modified B'yadai Elohim forearm shot and blasts Baron out of midair.::

Crowd: “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”

::Baron goes down to the floor, looking out cold as Ramiel and Sariel manage to nod to each other as if formulating a plan.::

Crowd: “HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!”

::Ramiel scoops up Baron’s limp form and tosses him into the ring. Ramiel follows in while Sariel digs under the ring skirt. Ramiel stes Baron up in the corner and then hooks him into an arm wrench from behind. As he steps back, Sariel comes into the ring and starts spraying the table down with liquid from a bottle she found under the ring. She empties the bottle and then tosses it away as Ramiel gives Baron the B'yadai Elohim into the corner. Ramiel ascends the corner, pulling Baron up with him as Sariel lifts a lighter and gives it a flick. She touches the tiny dancing flame to the table and watches the inferno rage and take hold. She steps back raising her hand to give the sign of the cross before kneeling down. Ramiel nods and jumps into sunset flip powerbomb, driving Baron down back first into the fire, smashing through the table.::

Crowd: “HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!”

Lula Davidson: "OH MY GOD!!!”

Jason Chase: “I told you he’d pay for it and he just did!”

::Trainers and EMTs rush the ring to check on the still smoking Baron in the wreckage of the table while Ramiel kneels next to Sariel, both silently giving thanks.::

Jamie Hensley: “Here are your winners, BENE ELOHIM!!!”

::After the match, cameras cut to the interview area backstage where Maria Zalis, sporting bruising on her neck and throat as a result of Kyle Travis at Mayhem 18, stands with a microphone in hand. Despite looking a little worse for wear, she's there and ready to work.::

Jason Chase: “I'm a fan of Travis a lot of the time. You know that, Lula."

Lula Davidson: "Even if I don't understand why."

Jason Chase: “But seriously...attacking Maria like that? It doesn't prove anything except that he's a bully."

Lula Davidson: "Glad we can agree on something for once."

::Given the cue, Maria lifts the stick. Her voice is a little strained but she powers through.:::

Maria Zalis: "Ladies and welcome, join me in welcoming Talon and the Silent Destroyer, Sentinel."

::Another positive reaction for Sentinel sounds as he steps into view with Talon at his side. The sideless black tee he has draped over his chest must be a new one; an image of his hooded face, half-living and half-skull, in the style of the Grim Reaper with the words "Speak No Evil" surrounding it. His attention is more on Maria than anything or anyone else. Talon, too, has fixed a stare on the interviewer, which immediately makes the young woman tense. She goes to ask a question but Talon gestures for her to lower the microphone.::

Talon: "Be still for a moment."

::Permission isn't asked before Talon steps in, looking closely at the damage inflicted by the Canadian Legend. Shaking her head as she draws back, the fire-haired woman almost snarls in anger.::

Talon: "This happens again, Maria, you tell US. Not Samuel, not Olivier, not security...US. Understand?"

::Maria looks confused, turning her attention from Talon to Sentinel, who simply nods in agreement with Talon's statement. Looking slightly relieved but still uncertain, Maria nods and gets to her questions.::

Maria Zalis: "In a few moments, Sentinel is going to face Joshua McBride in a Strap Match. The war between these two goes back several months to the Children and Maiko assaulting the Silent Destroyer and leaving him laying..."

::Only takes a few words for Sentinel to get back into that state we saw him in back in the locker room area. Talon notices this and interjects before Maria's question drives the Silent Destroyer closer to a full-on rage.::

Talon: "Look, we gave Joshua a chance to back off, told him he didn't want this war. He pressed the issue and now he has a date with destruction."

::Bringing back the microphone, Maria steals a glance at the silently-seething monster behind Talon before posing another question.::

Maria Zalis: "Does that mean that he's looking to end this tonight, one way or the other?"

::That question makes Talon smirk, her hand going to rest on Maria's shoulder.::

Talon: "Both you and I know, Maria, that Joshua McBride isn't the type to lay down and die no matter how hard he's beaten. But after tonight, I'm betting he changes his mind on all that. Now, if you'll excuse us, we have a war to..."

::Her final words are cut short when Sentinel puts a hand on her shoulder. Talon turns to look up at him questioningly, whereupon he shakes his head, clearly stating that the 'we' part of her statement is incorrect. Talon's eyes widen as she turns to face Sentinel, with Maria taking that opportunity to back out of the frame.::

Talon: "No...no, you aren't going out there alone."

::Sentinel doesn't budge, even when Talon grabs his arm and turns him back about as he tries to walk past her.::

Talon: "LOOK AT ME! You're NOT going to face that sonofabitch by yourself!"

::As gently as he can, which isn't easy considering her grip and his mood, Sentinel extricates himself from Talon's grip and again turns to leave. And, again, she gets in his way, unrelenting. She's about to yell again when she's shocked into silence, as is everyone else in the World Arena.::

Sentinel: "Stay here."

Jason Chase: “...what?"

Lula Davidson: "Seconded..."

::The effect is enough that Talon just stares at Sentinel wide-eyed for a moment before numbly stepping aside so he can walk past. She looks at him, unsure of what to make of this sudden reversal of methods by the Silent Destroyer.::

Jason Chase: “You heard that too, right?"

Lula Davidson: "I'm not sure!"

::Maria and Talon watch as Sentinel walks out of sight and then Talon turns and heads back the way she came, leaving Maria alone, but she wouldn't be that way for long. It was as if the air chilled the woman began to visibly shiver and she turned and found herself staring into a porcelain mask. Gothic in style with black painted lips and thick eyelashes drawn on.

Maria didn't dare breath. This strange woman stood close enough to touch her but didn't seem to even be breathing. The black cloak and fur hood up only showed the faintest hints of blond hair that hung down to what was clearly the curve of an impressive chest.::

Jason Chase: “She was.....in the Children's compound wasn't she?"

Lula Davidson: "Yes! But who is she!?"

Maria: “....Um....A...are...you looking for someone?”

::The figure didn't so much as move for a moment before slowly the head shifted left and then right. Clearly shaking her head no.::

Maria: “....D...did you need something from me?”

::Once again the woman paused and then shook her head no.::

Maria: “....W...w...were you here for...T...Talon and S...sentinel?”

::Slowly, very, very slowly the figure nodded that head the came that came from behind the mask....it chilled Maria to the bone. The woman....giggled. Like a demented little girl and then turned and walked away without a word. The camera stayed a moment before shifting back to Jamie in the ring.::

Jamie Hensley: “Our next match tonight at Cataclysm is a Strap Match! In order to win, one participant must touch all four corners of the ring in a row before their opponent!"

Jason Chase: “No pins, no submissions and not a hell of a lot in the way of rules, either!"

Lula Davidson: "Joshua McBride made it clear that he wanted this war. After what we've seen so far from Sentinel tonight, though, I wonder if he's reconsidering."

Jason Chase: “Little late if that's the case."

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first...from Shreveport, Lousiana and weighing in at 335 pounds...the Dark Messiah...JOSHUA MCBRIDE!"

::The cords of “Lucifer’s Angel” hits the PA System and the lights of the arena fade to darkness as images of the various people Joshua had attacked and left lying flash on the screen before the Dark Father himself walks through the curtain.::

“Behind those eyes lies the truth and grief.
Behind those beautiful smiles I’ve seen tragedy.
The flawless skin hides the secrets within.
Silence forces that secretly ignites your sins!”

Lula Davidson: "Like this guy or hate him, all I know is he gets creeper by the day!"

Jason Chase: “In spades Lula. In freaking spades."

::Slowly Joshua walks down the ramp way laughing softly until he reaches the ring and then he slides under the bottom rope and comes popping up on his knees in the center of the ring with his arms outstretched and his head back::

“Fly away, Fly away
From the torch of blame.
They hunt you, Lucifer’s angel.
You never lived, you never died.
Your life has been denied.
They call you Lucifer’s angel.”

Jamie Hensley: “And introducing his opponent...hailing from Valley Forge, Tennessee and weighing in at 277 pounds...the Silent Destroyer...SENTINEL!"

::The arena goes dark, static crackling through the PA speakers and across the big screen. A distorted siren sounds off and as it does rows of white lights cut on behind the stage's entryway. A tall, dark silhouette stands against them...::

"I got nothin' left and that makes me dangerous!"

::...and as the first lyric of "Dangerous" by Shaman's Harvest is belted out, the lights go up in a flash, showing Sentinel standing before the lights. Per his shocking instructions, Talon is not with him as he storms toward the ring, the leather strap already attached to his wrist as he slides in under the bottom rope. No wrestling gear tonight; the sideless shirt, jeans and boots shows that he's there for a fight, not a match.::

"Got no more hate...and that makes me dangerous.
No pride or shame...and that makes me dangerous.
Can't get knocked down...and that makes me dangerous.
My time is now...and that makes me dangerous."

Lula Davidson: "Sentinel going right for the ring and, as a result, Joshua McBride!"

Jason Chase: “Smart move getting out of that monster's path."

::Joshua bails out of the ring as soon as Sentinel rolls in, staring at him from the outside as the Silent Destroyer motions for him to come in. Sentinel swings the strap at him but the attack is easily evaded, prompting Joshua to grin at his enraged opponent. The referee finally backs Sentinel off, allowing Joshua to slowly enter the ring without taking his eyes off the Silent Destroyer.::

Jason Chase: “Doesn't seem right not having Talon out here cheering on Sentinel, and it's not because I like staring at her, Lula."

Lula Davidson: "I'm sure it isn't. But I agree. Why would Sentinel make her stay backstage for this? She's not defenseless."

Jason Chase: “Maybe he knows he's getting drilled tonight and doesn't want her seeing it."

Lula Davidson: "You're not funny."

::Sentinel is barely containing himself, pacing back and forth as the referee beckons McBride forward to attach the other end of the strap to him. McBride takes a great deal of amusement from Sentinel's impatience, taunting him as he holds up his arm for the strap to be buckled in place. To his credit, Sentinel doesn't yet take the bait. The moment the referee calls for the bell, though, he launches himself at McBride even before the sound stops echoing inside the World Arena. McBride covers up in the corner as the Silent Destroyer rains down punches and forearms upon him, finally shoving Sentinel back when there's an opening. Grabbing up some of the slack from the strap, McBride swings hard but Sentinel ducks before driving a big boot into McBride's face.

Mounting the downed Messiah, Sentinel fires off piston-like right hands. Joshua again tries to block the storm of fists, further angering the Silent Destroyer. Sentinel goes so far as to grab McBride by the beard and pull his head up, driving his own skull down against the bridge of McBride's nose!::

Jason Chase: “A shot like that could break someone's nose! Someone tell that mute maniac to ratchet it down a bit!"

Lula Davidson: "Oh, go right ahead. Tell him. I'm staying right here."

::Woozy, Joshua allows himself to be pulled up then goes for the eyes, raking them mercilessly to the point where Sentinel is briefly swinging at air for not being able to see his opponent. It has dawned on him just furious his opponent is and Joshua, no stranger to a vicious brawl, again gathers up some of the strap. This time he strikes home, whipping Sentinel across the back with the heavy leather. The Silent Destroyer arches up in pain, catching himself against the ropes while McBride lays in several more slashing blows with the connected weapon. Wrapping it around Sentinel's throat, McBride jumps and drives his knee into Sentinel's back, bringing him down by the strap around his neck!::

Lula Davidson: "Backcracker variation from McBride leaves Sentinel laying and now he's just laying in more with that strap!"

::Standing over Sentinel, Joshua leans down close and grabs him by the head, screaming in his face...::

Joshua: "Bring me your war!"

::...and is met with another headbutt. Not as stiff as the last, it doesn't dislodge the Dark Messiah from his position. He slams the back of Sentinel's head against the mat before stomping the hell out of him. Dragged up, Sentinel is whipped into the ropes, ducking Joshua's axe-handle attempt and coming back with a single-leg dropkick that knocks McBride down. Rolling out of the ring to find a little respite before the Silent Destroyer can get his bearings back, Joshua is swiftly followed by Sentinel, who knocks him into the steps shoulder-first. Giving as he received, the Silent Destroyer starts lashing at McBride with the strap, just missing as McBride rolls away from the steps, then the barricade. He falls back against the announce table and Sentinel's next swing comes within inches of Lula and Jason...::

Jason Chase: “Watch where you're swingin' that damn thing, ya maniac!"

::...giving McBride a moment to drive a boot into Sentinel's midsection to slow down his assault. He uses the strap himself to whip Sentinel toward the steps as he had been and gets reversed, crashing again into the steel. In a fury again, Sentinel tears off the shirt he's wearing (yes, some of the ladies squeal) and wraps it around McBride's throat. Positioning himself behind the Dark Messiah, Sentinel bounces his head off the steps and apron a couple of times while choking the breath out of him. McBride elbows his way out of the choke, driving a big boot into Sentinel's chest.::

Lula Davidson: "They're coming this way again! Someone make them take it back into the ring!"

Jason Chase: “Oh, go right ahead! But I'll guaran-damn-tee you that the fact that they can only win in the ring isn't gonna change their mind! Not till someone needs to be carried out!"

Lula Davidson: "The sad part is that you're probably right!"

::Joshua charges, not expecting Sentinel to show off his power by heaving the 330-plus pound man up before dropping him face-first on the announce table. Joshua comes up glassy-eyed and staggering and Sentinel stalks him, grabbing him when he turns and nailing a spinning spinebuster right there on the floor. Joshua arches up in pain and the Silent Destroyer bellows in fury before grabbing the Dark Messiah up and rolling him into the ring, much to the relief of the announce team. Dragging the half-mobile Joshua behind him, Sentinel goes for the first turnbuckle, causing the red light to activate upon contact.::

Lula Davidson: "Going for the win right here is the Silent Destroyer!"

::He makes it to the second turnbuckle as well, setting off the second red light before Joshua puts on the brakes, digging in with a firm grip on the strap. Sentinel yanks him forward and locks his arms around the Dark Messiah, driving him to the mat with a well-executed belly-to-belly suplex.::

Jason Chase: “McBride put the brakes on that but he might regret it! He's giving this monster more of a chance to lay the hurt on him!"

::That does seem to be what Sentinel has in mind as he, to the surprise of the packed arena, starts climbing the turnbuckles in front of the prone McBride.::

Lula Davidson: "This isn't Sentinel's usual stomping grounds, Jason!"

Jason Chase: “Isn't his usual opponent either, Lula! If he wants the win, he has to pull everything out of his bag of tricks!"

::Sentinel sets himself on the top rope, almost losing his footing once. Those few seconds let Joshua wake up enough to realize what's looming over him. He stumbles to his feet and falls back against the ropes, making Sentinel crotch himself on the turnbuckles. There's a collective groan of pain from the crowd as Joshua, laughing, gathers up that strap again and starts laying into Sentinel's chest as he's trapped atop the turnbuckle. Red welts almost immediately begin to rise on the big man's chest as McBride wraps the strap around Sentinel's throat again, using the length to snap mare Sentinel off the top rope and to the mat. No stranger to crazy moves himself, McBride goes up to the second rope and delivers a spot-on knee drop to the side of the Silent Destroyer's head!::

Jason Chase: “That's it. The big bastard is knocked out. If I'm McBride, I'm going for those turnbuckles before the Silence Behind the Violence wakes up."

::That certainly appears to be the idea as Joshua slaps the turnbuckle, making a blue light activate before heading to the second set. He almost makes it to the third before he feels unexpected tension on the strap. Sentinel, up on one knee but staring through cobwebs from that last shot to the head, has the strap wrapped around his arm, shaking his head at the Dark Messiah. Inexplicably, a smile forms on McBride's bearded face briefly, though it quickly turns into a scowl before he charges the Silent Destroyer. Lunging to his feet a moment later, Sentinel spears Joshua to the mat, leaving both men laid out on the canvas!::

Lula Davidson: "That looked like two semis colliding on Interstate 25!"

Jason Chase: “Sentinel better hope that that wasn't his last ounce of gas because McBride is still moving!"

::Not well, but he IS moving, hanging off the ropes and trying to regain his breath after the sudden impact. Sentinel is much slower to get his bearings, a hand going to his head as his balance seems to be an issue. McBride, properly vertical at this point, is standing with one hand on the ropes, watching as Sentinel gets to his feet. Sentinel rushes him when the Dark Messiah doesn't go on the attack himself and it proves to be a ruse; McBride shows off his own considerable strength, heaving the Silent Destroyer into the air and nailing him on the way down with a nasty uppercut!::

Jason Chase: “Hell's Maw! And McBride isn't done yet!"

::Backing up onto the second rope, McBride comes off the hard way, landing back-first on Sentinel with a senton. If there was any air left in the Silent Destroyer's lungs, it's gone now. McBride, back on his feet, screams more about war, drawing the ire of the fans before he slaps the top turnbuckle to start the count again.::

Lula Davidson: "I don't see Sentinel stopping him this time, Jason...not after impacts like those."

::Without interruption McBride gets to the second turnbuckle, then the third. On his way to the fourth he's met with resistance thanks to Sentinel, who's back up on his knees, pulling back on the strap. Through his own laughter, McBride gathers up the strap and swings hard, just missing a blow to the side of the Silent Destroyer's head. He's on jelly legs but Sentinel is upright and able to block a right hand from Joshua a moment later. They trade stiff punches before Sentinel gets in a few unanswered shots. Booting Joshua in the midsection, he pulls the big man in and drapes the arm over his shoulder.::

Lula Davidson: "Black Sunset?! On Joshua McBride?! No way he gets that big bastard up!"

Jason Chase: “Not after the beating he's taken!"

::Sentinel should probably be thankful that McBride blocked the attempt and went back to punching him. That doesn't mean the Silent Destroyer doesn't fight back, bull-rushing McBride into the turnbuckles and weathering a slew of forearm clubs to the back as he tries to force the breath out of the Dark Messiah with repeated shoulder thrusts. Both men are heaving when Sentinel backs off from his assault. He takes a few steps in reverse, wrapping the strap around his arm and delivering a running clothesline to McBride. The blow drops the Dark Messiah to a sitting position against the turnbuckles and a running knee to the skull by the Silent Destroyer keeps him there for a moment.

Sentinel approaches, looking to keep up the punishment, but is grabbed by the waist and yanked forward, his face bouncing off the top turnbuckle. It seems almost sarcastic that the red light activates when this happens...which is enough to get McBride laughing again.::

Jason Chase: “Okay, I have to agree with the psychopath: that was funny!"

Lula Davidson: "Everyone's a damn comedian. Seriously speaking, something isn't right here."

Jason Chase: “What're you on about now?"

::Lula doesn't elaborate. Sentinel, having rolled outside the ring looking for a moment to try and get his head right, doesn't notice Joshua rolling out on around the corner, putting the ring post between them. And it's way too late to do anything about it when McBride yanks hard on the strap, bracing himself with a boot on the pole as he jerks Sentinel face-first into the cold steel!::

Lula Davidson: "Holy hell!"

::Once isn't enough: McBride pulls again, delivering Sentinel's head to the post once again. The Silent Destroyer is only upright thanks to being half-leaned against he apron. And that's not the best place to be when Joshua rolls into and out of the ring a time or two, wrapping Sentinel to the post at neck-level by the strap. He has just enough slack to dig under the ring and find a steel chair, smacking it against the floor as he taunts the booing fans. Backing up as far as the slack in the strap will allow, McBride chucks the chair at Sentinel's face, the makeshift weapon striking the Silence Behind the Violence flush in the face!::

Jason Chase: “...ouch."

Lula Davidson: "Ouch?! There's trying to win and then there's being excessive and that was clearly the latter!"

Jason Chase: “Looks like that strap is the only thing keeping Sentinel standing right now. And Joshua is loving it!"

Lula Davidson: "He would, the monster!"

::It's no surprise that blood is flowing down Sentinel's face where his forehead and perhaps his nose were busted open by the tossed chair. The referee, having no real say in any of this as he's simply there to call the winner, is trying to coerce Joshua into unwinding that strap. McBride takes his time with it, taunting the bloody Sentinel as he rolls him back into the ring. Crouching mid-ring, Joshua stares at the Silent Destroyer, whose attempts to get back to his feet are proving fruitless. His eyes are glassy and when he does get close to standing he stumbles as though drunk.

Joshua avalanches Sentinel in the corner, driving his head into the turnbuckles several times to exacerbate the damage. Sentinel has little to no response to any of this, only standing because McBride is keeping him that way. Dragging him from the corner, Joshua nails an implant DDT, laughing as he sits up. He pulls Sentinel's head into his lap, rocking back and forth as he laughs mercilessly. The expression evaporates as Joshua gets to his feet and moves to the first turnbuckle, putting amusement aside for the win.::

Lula Davidson: "One light...two lights..."

Jason Chase: “It's academic now. Someone better call the doctor because I don't think the Silent Destroyer is walking backstage on his own."

Lula Davidson: "Three lights...fo-"

Jason Chase: “Seriously? What the hell is wrong with Sentinel?! A smart man knows when to call it a night!"

::It's barely enough to keep McBride from reaching the turnbuckles. He's literally a fingertip or two away from striking it. But Sentinel, on instinct, is able to keep the Dark Messiah from covering that distance. It's not funny anymore to McBride, who turns and looks at Sentinel over his shoulder. If looks could kill, as the saying goes...::

Jason Chase: “Like I said: Sentinel should have laid down and let it end!"

Lula Davidson: "As much as I want to agree, sometimes the smart move isn't the best one, Jason!"

Jason Chase: “Try telling Sentinel that after McBride finishes this war!"

::As Joshua watches, Sentinel gets to his feet but his balance is shaky at best. He stares down McBride, spitting on the mat at his feet, the red liquid splashing onto Joshua's boots. McBride looks down, then up again to see Sentinel give him a one-gun salute. In less than a second McBride is mobile, landing a hard big boot that knocks Sentinel for a loop. When McBride gets sick of stomping on the Silent Destroyer's chest, he goes back to the strap. Kicking Sentinel over onto his stomach, he laces into the big man's tattooed back, leaving welt after welt from the leather. The referee foolishly steps in and gets shoved aside as McBride almost hurls Sentinel into the turnbuckles.::

Lula Davidson: "I don't think we've ever seen McBride in a fury like this, Jason...I don't like it."

Jason Chase: “Sentinel brought this on himself. Obviously it was a good idea to leave Talon backstage."

::Sentinel more falls than moves, but either way he's able to sidestep Joshua's charge into the corner. Staggering back a few steps, Sentinel charges in and drives his body into McBride's, forcing the Dark Messiah chest-first against the turnbuckles. Fury is starting to take the place of pain for Sentinel as he rips open the back of Joshua's shirt, exposing his back. Delivering a strap-wrapped blow to the back of McBride's head, Sentinel lets the leather fall limp before rearing back and lacing into Joshua's back now. The Dark Messiah arches up as the Silent Destroyer, with less force that he would have wanted, 'lines up' his flesh. Still bowed up from the stinging pain, Joshua doesn't get out of the way in time before Sentinel drives a running knee into the base of his spine.

Draped over the top rope by both arms, Joshua is grabbed by the hair, his head bounced off the turnbuckles as the fans gleefully count along. A desperation elbow rocks Sentinel, striking him right in the temple and bringing back in mere seconds the lack of balance from before. Turned around, Joshua headbutts Sentinel, dropping him to a knee on the mat before backing up onto the ropes again.::

Lula Davidson: "Another blow from up top will definitely end this, Jason...Sentinel doesn't have enough left to put this monster down!"

Jason Chase: “He has enough to piss off the Dark Messiah though. He'll wish he hadn't by the end."

::McBride, perched up on the top rope in a crouch, measures Sentinel...and gets lashed by a wild swing of the strap! He stops short of toppling from the turnbuckles but McBride is off-center from the blow and the swings that follow don't help that situation. It doesn't appear that Sentinel is hurting Joshua, but he's keeping him from following through on what might be a match-ending impact. Wiping the blood from his eyes, Sentinel tries to force his body to move to his will, climbing the turnbuckles himself and briefly engaging McBride in a battle of right hands!::

Lula Davidson: "This is just too dangerous! Someone make them get down!"

Jason Chase: “What is that crazy bastard doing?! He can barely stand up! Sentinel will end up breaking his own fool neck!"

::It takes, literally, biting the forehead of McBride to buy himself a few moments, but at this point Sentinel has no other choice. He wraps an arm around McBride and hooks a leg, managing albeit barely to heave the 335-pounder off the top rope and to the mat, coming down hard on top of him! The fans are chanting something less than family friendly in appreciation as both the Silent Destroyer and the Dark Messiah are laid out on the mat next to one another!::

Lula Davidson: "Sentinel hits the Falling Silence, but was that his last gasp, Jason?!"

Jason Chase: “Neither one of 'em are moving, Lula! This match might go without a winner!"

Lula Davidson: "I'm leaning toward that outcome myself."

::Shockingly, Sentinel is the first one to stir, but he has a rough time getting to his feet, more falling into the turnbuckle than reaching out to touch it. It's enough to set off the red light, though, and Joshua doesn't stir until the Silent Destroyer has already staggered to the second corner and activated the signal there. A few moments before the third light would be triggered, Joshua charges Sentinel at the third corner, the Silent Destroyer mostly falling out of the way to avoid the impact. Not totally off his feet, he pulls himself up with guts more than strength and slaps the third corner pad, lighting up the third signal.::

Lula Davidson: "Three down! He just has to make it to the last one!"

Jason Chase: “You're getting worked up over nothing, Lula! McBride has a lot left to give than the Silent Destroyer does even now!"

::Indeed, Joshua stops Sentinel halfway to the fourth corner, delivering knees to the midsections and elbows to the back of the head, briefly stopping the Silent Destroyer's approach. Wrapping the strap around his arm, McBride forces Sentinel to his feet and aims to nail him with the Jaws of Cerberus. Ducking at the last moment, Sentinel rises behind Joshua and blasts him with a discus lariat, sending him face-first to the mat!::

Lula Davidson: "DEAD END!"

Jason Chase: “He just put Joshua's lights out! Speaking of lights..."

::Still very much off-balance, Sentinel half-reaches and half-falls back to hit the last turnbuckle, activating the fourth light and ending the match.::

Jamie Hensley: “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...SENTINEL!"

Jason Chase: “That was a damn miracle is what it was."

Lula Davidson: "I don't know how he pulled it off, but Sentinel put McBride down long enough to hit the last corner!"

Jason Chase: “Shame he can't stand up to enjoy the victory, huh?"

::McBride is half-conscious as he rolls out of the ring, still feeling the effects of the Dead End. Sentinel, though, literally can't stand up. The glazed-over look in his eyes is still obvious behind the crimson mask and he's barely responding to the referee's attention. The trainer and EMTs are summoned to the ring, with Talon and Alex in their wake. The former is right there trying to check on the Silent Destroyer as, after the EMTs check him over, he's put onto a stretcher. It isn't too his liking one bit and more than once he attempts to get off the damn thing.::

Jason Chase: “Stubborn bastard can barely walk...how about if he lets the professionals do their job?"

Lula Davidson: "It's called pride, Jason, but I agree."

::It takes coaxing from both Talon and Alex to get Sentinel back on the stretcher where he belongs but they manage and he's wheeled backstage with his family in tow. The camera then immediately shifts back to the backstage area to find the Children all gathered together.

The twins, fresh from their battle with the knights were seated cross legged on the floor with Sariel standing behind them stroking the hair of each man with her hands. The Watchers were all spread out around the massive room and Maiko paces along in front of the group.::

Maiko: “It may be fine now. He may understand now.”

Ananiel: “Father may return?!”

Ramiel: “Mother needs to be at peace!”

Sariel: “Enough! Both of you!”

Maiko: “Peace child. They are right.....I nee......”

::Maiko broke off in mid sentence and Sariel turned around to find the robed and fur hooded woman in the strange doll mask standing in the doorway of the room. The twins immediately jumped to their feet and stand between this woman and Mother as Sariel steps forward.::

Sariel: “You dare pollute this sacred space with your filthy steps Heathen?”

::The woman simply shifts her head to the side and says nothing as she watches this strange group.::

Sariel: "Mother....isn't that the woman we saw back home?"

Maiko: "....Yes....i think it is...."

Sariel: "Well who are you?!"

::Again the figure stood in silence staring into the room, but when Sariel stepped foward toward the door the door violently slammed shut. Sariel immediately pulls the door open and finds nothing but emptiness in the hallway beyond. The camera stays on the confused face of Sariel before shifting back to the ringside area.::

Lula Davidson: "What in the hell is that?!”

Jason Chase: “I don't know, but it gets weirder by the minute.”

Lula Davidson: "Well here we go Jason. The Rematch people have been waiting months for. For those of you who didn't see Fearless, Vince Jones retained the North American Championship, but later it was accused he was using some kind of loaded gloves.”

Jason Chase: “Man, park that shit. My boy don't need no loaded gloves.”

Lula Davidson: "You remember what happened last time?”

Jason Chase: “Oh.....right. Duck tape.....”

Jamie Hensley: “This match is a I Quit match and for the North American Championship. Introducing first from New Orleans and weighting in at One hundred and Thirty-five pounds. She is one half of K.I.S.S.....ASHLEY KENYON!”

::Black Spiders' “Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out both members of K.I.S.S. To the delight of the on-looking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy. Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody.::

Lula Davidson: "You have to wonder what kind of condition she is in. She's been suffering some concussion symptoms for weeks.”

Jason Chase: “Hey, you step into the ring with the Jones, you gonna get your bell rung.

Jamie Hensley: “And introducing the Reigning and defending North American Champion. From New York City and weighting in at Two hundred and Sixty-five pounds. He is VINCE.....JONES!

BRACE YOURSELF FOR THE MAIN EVENT!!!

::The drum roll immediately leads into "Take a Look at My Life" by Fat Joe as Vince Jones and his lovely valet and girlfriend, Jasmine "The Crown Jewel of Wrestling" burst through the entryway curtains. Vince makes his way to the edge of the rampway, raises his arms above his head, and flashes the hand sign of his old crew, the EDW. Jasmine stands behind him and looks out at the crowd with a rather smug look plastered across her face. Vince lowers his arms and begins marching towards the ring followed by Jasmine. Along the way Vince talks smack and antagonizes each and every person that he can that disapproves of his presence. They both reach the ring and enter. Vince Jones climbs the turnbuckle raises his arms in the air and once again flashes the EDW hand sign for the crowd to see. After taking in all of the hate from the crowd he immediately climbs back down to the mat and readies himself for battle.::

Jason Chase: “Say what you want about him, Vince Jones has been a dominate force since coming to U.W.A.”

Lula Davidson: "No one has had a problem with his in ring talent, it's his attitude.”

Jason Chase: “Aint nothing wrong with his attitude chicken head.”

Lula Davidson: "That's two.....”

::Ashley didn't waste a single second. As Vince was holding up the north American Title she rushes in and leaps up driving the point of her knee into the small of his back. Vince staggers into the corner dropping the title over the ropes to the floor. The referee immediately singles for the bell.

Vince with his back to the corner watches Ashley rush in and leap again, aiming for a splash but the bigger Jones catches her coming in and launches her like a lawn dart across the ring. Ashley lands on her back and rolls to the opposite corner with her back arched. Her mouthing the words “Holy fuck” were shown as she grabs her back.::

Lula Davidson: "Ashley needs to focus more on speed if she wants a chance here.”

Jason Chase: “Jonsey isn't exactly slow himself Lula.”

::Vince comes across the ring and pulls Ashley up by the hair and shoves her back into the corner. With her in the corner Vince lowers himself and drives his shoulder into her midsection once, twice and finally a third time. The camera catches the pain on Ashley's face as his massive shoulder drives into her tiny frame.

Jones then comes up and thrust himself forward driving his elbow into the side of her head. Vince leans back only to surge forward and slams his elbow into the side of her head again. Finally when Jones comes out of the corner this time he grabs Ashley by the wrist and whips her into the opposite corner only to follow her in and slam a huge clothesline that crushes Ashley into the corner. When Vince begins to back up Ash falls to the mat and crawls out of the corner. Vince is shown screaming at the referee.::

Vince: “ASK THAT BITCH!”

::The referee comes forward and asks Ashley if she wants to quit but the woman shakes her head venomously. Vince simply looks down in disgust and drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring where he begins to look around under the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "Come on! Isn't his size difference enough?!”

Jason Chase: “Hey, it's an I Quit match. He can do what he wants.”

Lula Davidson: "Yes, but if she's unconscious she can't quit.”

Jason Chase: “.....true fact....”

::Vinces comes back into the ring holding a steel chair and then leans down and begins to slap Ashley on the back of the head and yell down at her. Ashley pulls herself up to her feet by the ropes and Vince grabs her by the chin and begins to scream into her face but Ashley spits clean in his face. Vince staggers back wiping off his face.

Jones's eyes snap to Ashley burning with rage and he swings the chair for the fences but Ashley ducks under it and the chair hits the ropes and bounces back smacking Jones in the face. Vince drops the chair and Ashley takes the opening. She uses the ropes as a springboard, grabs Vince by the neck and drops into a huge Tornado DDT.::

Lula Davidson: "DDT! Into the chair!”

Jason Chase: “Hey! No denting my boy's head!”

Lula Davidson: "I don't think she cares!”

Jason Chase: “Well I do!”

::With Vince down Ashley leans back on the bottom rope looking at him and breathing heavy. She took a beating at the opening of the match and it still shows on the woman. Finally Ashley rolls under the bottom rope to the other side and pulls herself up on the apron. As Vince begins to pull himself up Ashley springs over the ropes and grabs Jones around the head and drops in a bulldogs down, slamming Vince's face down into the chair.

Ashley rolls to her knees then rolls Vince to his back and reaches down, grabbing each of his arms and pulls him up. Her arms were shaking as he gets about halfway up, then she plants the flat of her foot into his upper chest and shoves down, slamming the back of his head into the steel chair.::

Lula Davidson: "Another head shot to the chair!”

Jason Chase: “My boy's gonna have brain damage dammit!”

Lula Davidson: "she may be trying to return the favor of the concussion he gave her!”

Jason Chase: “Well she needs to stop! It can't win her the match.””

::Ashley walks slowly to the other side of the ring and leans back on the ropes and as Vince is pulling himself up again she rushes forward, aiming to drive a knee into his face, but Vince grabs the chair and throws it as hard as he can. The chair and woman meet just before she reaches him, chair to face and Ashley collapses next to Jones.::

Jason Chase: “YES! Now make her submit!”

Lula Davidson: "it's not gonna be that easy.”

Jason Chase: “Yeah, for her!”

::The two lay on the mat for a few moments, neither moving until Vince grabs the bottom rope and pulls himself up. The other hand on the back of his head and shaking it to clear the cobwebs. Vince looks down at Ashley and then climbs the turnbuckles.

Once perched up top Vince looks down at Ashley waiting for her to climb back to her feet and once she does he launches himself from the top rope and nearly turns Kenyon inside out with a flying clothesline.::

Lula Davidson: "Jesus, that had to hurt!”

Jason Chase: “Now make her submit!”

::Vince immediately gets back to a knee and grabs Ashley by the ankle and locks in the ankle lock, but Ashley grabs the bottom rope and begins to pull herself under it. There is no rope break, and the referee keeps asking her if she wants to quit but she shakes her head forcefully and continues to pull herself as Vince torques on the ankle.

As she fights to get out of the ring she claws under the apron, half inside the ring and half out. Finally vince cannot hold it anymore and she falls to the floor. Vince falls to the mat and reaches out, near the turnbuckles for the fallen Kenyon, only Ashley pops back up and clocks Vince with a hard right hand.::

Lula Davidson: "Is that.......”

Jason Chase: “That's one of Jonsey's gloves!”

Lula Davidson: "No one has had a problem with his in ring talent, it's his attitude.”

Jason Chase: “Fighting fire with fire! I like it!””

::The loaded Glove on her hand Ashley gets back to her feet limping on the leg that Vince had the ankle lock on. Once back to her feet she begins to pull Vince by the arm until he is pressed against the steel ring post beneath the bottom rope.

Once she has Vince in position she takes one of his legs, nearest the post and one of his arms and braces both her feet on the post until she is literally hanging in midair and torquing Vince back on the post.::

Lula Davidson: "What...is she doing?”

Jason Chase: “She is using the ring post as a submission hold. It's not gonna cut off any blood flow so, no chance of passing out.”

::The referee asks Vince if he wants to quit and he screams “NO” and grabs the bottom rope with his feet yank and starts to pull, but every time he gets some distance between himself and that pole Ashley screams in effort and yanks the big man slamming back into the post ribs first.::

Lula Davidson: "He needs to give it up, she's got the leverage.”

Jason Chase: “No Jonsey, don't do it!”

::Finally after nearly a full two minutes against the post Vince nods to the referee and the referee turns and waves for the bell and Ashley drops to the floor eyes wide in disbelief.::

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner....and NEW North American Champion.....ASHLEY KENYON!”

Lula Davidson: "She did it! She did it!”

Jason Chase: “I'll be damned....she did it.”

::The camera shifts back to the backstage area again to find Brody standing in a empty hallway staring down at the floor. Every few seconds he lifts his hands and tightens the tape around his fists and flexes his hands. His eyes vacant and empty.::

Lula Davidson: "You think he is ready for this?”

Jason Chase: “I think ready or not, it's here.”

Lula Davidson: "I guess only time will tell.”

::As Brody pushed off the wall to walk toward the ring Ashley comes around the corner and shoves both her hands into Brody's chest so hard he freezes.::

Brody: “Hello Ash.....”

Ashley: “Brody Beth is convinced that what you....what happened was your way of saying goodbye. And I have to tell you....i am a little freaked out too now.”

::The dark haired woman looks up beneath the hood that stares down at her and sees the completely empty, blank expression and she sighs.::

Ashley: “Well?”

Brody: “Well what Ash?”

Ashley: “Was it? Was it your way of saying goodbye? That your gonna handle Aerynn....the hard way?”

Brody: “....Maybe it was?”

Ashley: “Bullshit. I don't buy it god dammit! You don't get to do that!”

Brody: “Do what?!”

Ashley: “Make all of us give a shit and then just take the cowards way out! You don't get to do that Brody. It's not fair!”

Brody: “.......”

Ashley: “You better make it to the hotel later for the Celebration.”

Brody: “.....Ash......”

Ashley: “I will tell Bethy and Jezzy to expect you.”

::Ashley didn't let him reply, she just turns and walks away without looking back. Brody sighs and continues on his way toward the ring. As he passes the hallway Ashley went down the camera shifts over to find Bethany standing a little ways down the hallway with her arms at her sides and her hands balled into fists.

The camera them shifts back to the ringside area again.::

Lula Davidson: "What a night we have had folks! We have seen two titles change hands and we have seen K.I.S.S. Take one more step toward domination.”

Jason Chase: “And this is where that stops. When Aerynn stops it dead in it's tracks. DEAD in it's tracks”

Lula Davidson: "i wouldn't bet against Brody here Jason. The man has been on fire since his return.”

Jason Chase: “Well here we go!”

Jamie Hensley: “This is our Main Event Hell in a Cell match! Introducing first the special guest referee. The World Wrestling Champion....JESZIKA GAUTIER!”

::Guitars start playing as "Define me" By Icon for Hire starts playing over the speakers as Jeszika walks out onto the ramp wearing a referee shirt and a short pleated tartan skirt.::

"I'm coming out
So call your friends and gather round
It's time to judge and pin me down
I'm in the box you put me in
It's dark and I can't see a thing
No air I need to BREATH
I'm climbing out
Oh my god, Alert the town!
A freak, a monster's on the prowl!
Shut it up and TEAR IT DOWN
Grab your torch and pitchfork now"

::She forms a gun with her fingers and points it at the crowd before bringing it it up to her mouth and blowing it, then begins strutting down to the ring. She climbs into the ring over the middle rope, pausing on her way through to shake her ass seductively for the males in the crowd.::

"Define Me Define me
Somebody Find Me
And tell me what I am!
Y'know you love it!
"

::Once in the middle of the ring she stops and opens the front of her corset, one side then the other, like doors, then opens both and drops the corset aside to the catcalls of the men in the crowd. Se grins and nods, knowing they don't stand a chance, before she stands and waits for the others to enter.::

Lula Davidson: "For those of you who don't know, the Champ was suspended after beating Aerynn for the World Title. She was reinstated this past Mayhem and will serve as the special referee for this match.”

Jason Chase: “Which turns this match into a handicap match!”

Lula Davidson: "She said she will call it down the middle.”

Jason Chase: “Please!”

Jamie Hensley: “And introducing first from Dublin, Ireland. Weighing in at One Hundred and Forty pounds, She is the Irish Princess....AERYNN DONNELLY!”

::The lights of the arena fade and the words “It's me Aerynn I swear!” flash over the Tron as the intro coords of “Mz. Hyde hit the PA System. The strobes of Irish green and black begin to flash across the arena as the fans erupt in a massive Boo.::

“Boy, you better run for your life!

Welcome to the nightmare, in my head!
(Oh God!)
Say hello to something scary!
The monster in your bed.
(Oh God!)
Just give in, you won't be sorry.
Welcome to my other side.
Hello, It's Mz. Hyde!”

::Finally as the words finish Aerynn comes through the curtain wearing a pair of hip hugging leather pants and a “Irish Princess” shirt with Pauly on one side and Shonn on the other. The three of them pose a minute to the boos raining down from the crowd.::

“I can be the bitch, I can play the whore.
Or your fairytale princess. Who could ask for more?
A touch of wicked. A pinch of Risque.
Good girl, gone bad, my poison is your remedy.
Better be scared, better be afraid, now that the beast
is out of her cage!”

::The group walks slowly down the ramp way and Aerynn enters the cage alone and slides into the ring. Her eyes burning a hole through Jeszika who just stays back in the corner and then she mounts the turnbuckle and lifts an arm for the crowd as they boo.::

Lula Davidson: "We have been heading to this since U.W.A. opened. Brody Vs Aerynn!”

Jason Chase: “Who would have thought Aerynn would be the bad guy in that meeting.”

Lula Davidson: "....True story.”

Jamie Hensley: “And her opponent. Weighing in at Two hundred and Thirty pounds. He is the Lost One.....BRODERICK MONTGOMERY!”

::Fans were expecting “Black” to hit the Pa System, but instead the lights faded and the gentle guitar rthem of something else began. The Tron showed flashes of Carrie, Billy's dealers being beaten by Brody and the Children being tormented by Brody.::

“I'm getting closer everyday.
…..to the end.
To the end, the end, the end....
I'M GETTING CLOSER EVERYDAY!”

::The words were screamed out followed by “Wrong side of Heaven” by Five Finger Death Punch hitting in full swing. Everything playing fast as the Tron above shifted to a flashing “LOST ONE” and Brody stormed through the curtain. The leather jacket and hood up below a bare chest and the black and silver pants.::

“Arms wide open. I stand alone!
I'm no hero, And I'm not made of stone.
Right or wrong. I can hardly tell.
I'm on the wrong side of Heaven
and the righteous side of hell.

The wrong side of Heaven
And the righteous side of Hell.

The wrong side of Heaven
And the righteous side
the righteous side....of hell.”

::Halfway down the ramp way as the crowd explodes Brody drops the jacket to the ground and stares through Pauly and Shonn but the two let him pass and enter the ring where Jeszika drops to the floor and pulls the cage door shut and places the pad lock in place.::

Lula Davidson: "Here we go Jason.”

Jason Chase: “The match that's been almost a year in the making!”

::Brody and Aerynn both come to the center of the ring as Jeszika slides back into the ring and begins to talk to each but Aerynn immediately shoves Jeszika back and away. Jeszika motions to her shirt stating that she is a referee and Aerynn immediately begins to jaw at her and motions around them to the cell.::

Lula Davidson: "I think Jeszika is telling her that she's the referee.”

Jason Chase: “And Aerynn is telling her she doesn't care. It's hell in a cell, no disqualification!”

::Jeszika is shown to point to Brody telling Aerynn to get the match started but Aerynn just makes the World Title motion and goes to shove her again but Brody gets between the two women and shoves Aerynn so hard she leaves her feet and lands on her ass. Brody spreads his arms and begins to scream at Aerynn. The Irish Princess slowly climbs back to her feet talking at Brody the entire time. Finally Aerynn throws a right hand but Brody ducks under it and she sails past him.

Brody doesn't even turn around, he leaps into the air for that back flip kick, but Aerynn had it scouted. She grabs Jeszika by the shirt and yanks her forward and Brody's foot catches the woman in the shoulder. Aerynn immediately drops to the floor and begins to pace the ring laughing as Brody checks on Jeszika.::

Lula Davidson: "If she wanted a fight, why run like a coward?!”

Jason Chase: “It's the art of war in there Lula. Aerynn will fight on her terms. Her way. She wasn't Champion for so long for nothing.”

::With Brody tending to Jeszika Aerynn turns and begins to talk to Shonn and Pauly. Even her two closest friends weren't able to warn her in time as Brody rises and sprints at the ropes and dives over the top. Aerynn has just enough time to spin around before Brody slams into her and drives her back into the cage.

Brody immediately pops back up and moves to the stairs and rips the top step off the stairs and tosses it into the ring then proceeds to pull the bottom set over to where Aerynn laid. Brody then pulls Aerynn to her feet and drives her face first into the cage. Aerynn falls into her hands and knees half on the stairs and half off.::

Lula Davidson: "This doesn't bode well for Aerynn.....”

Jason Chase: “Come on Aerynn!”

::Brody looks around the arena which explodes and then backs up a few steps before rushing forward and leaping. Aiming his foot for the back of her head to slam her face into the stairs but Aerynn pulls herself back at the last second and Brody's foot slams down on the stairs. Before Brody can do much of anything Aerynn explodes off the floor and arches her back and kicks Brody square in the jaw.::

Lula Davidson: "OH! God, what a kick!.”

Jason Chase: “I heard that all the way from here.”

Lula Davidson: "No doubt a little shot at Bethany using the KISS Off there.”

::Brody lands against the cage and Aerynn screams at her partners outside the ring and Shonn grabs a hold of Brody's hand through the cage holding him in place. Aerynn places the stairs in front of Brody and then rolls into the ring. Jeszika is leaning on the bottom rope in the corner holding her shoulder and watches as Aerynn walks to the opposite side of the ring.

Brody struggles to get free from the two hand fulls of hair Shonn has through the cage but to no avail. Aerynn sprints across the ring and baseball slides, driving her feet into the stairs that slam into Brody's ribs. Aerynn kicks and claws her way back under the bottom rope, runs to the other side of the ring and this time when she sprints forward she grabs the top rope and swings out driving her feet into the stairs sending them into Brody's chest and ribs again.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh good god! This is a glorified Handicap match!”

Jason Chase: “No, they are outside the ring. It's Brody's own stupid fault for trying to get all hardcore on Aerynn! You should be happy they aren't head shots.”

::As if she read his mind Aerynn yells for Shonn to let him go and Shonn releases his grasp. Leaving Brody's head to fall forward and lay gently on the stairs that are standing up. Aerynn bends down and pulls a steel chair from beneath the ring and turns swinging it down on at Brody's head but Brody throws his head back.

The back of Brody's head slams into Shonn's hands and face and he staggers away from the cage and the chair slams into the chair with such force Aerynn drops the chair and staggers away cradling her hands. Aerynn only makes it two of three steps before Brody is on her raining down hard rights and lefts and then shoves her forward into the cage.::

Lula Davidson: "Here we go! Get her Brody!”

Jason Chase: “Yeah, not likely. You saw what she did to him!”

Lula Davidson: "She cheated!”

Jason Chase: “....Um. No DQ. You can't cheat.”

::Aerynn is breathing hard as she pulls himself around and leans back on the cage wall. Brody five or six feet in front of her breathing as hard as she is and the two simultaneously launch themselves forward each hammering with a hard right hand. The fans pop as one blow from one is answered by the other. Neither one giving an inch to the other.

Aerynn finally throws a right hand but stops short and racks her fingernails down Brody's face and eyes and the Lost One staggers away holding his face. Aerynn's head lowers and through the wealth of red hair she watches until Brody begins to turn around then she launches herself forward, bicycle's her legs and kicks Brody square in the face.::

Lula Davidson: "STALL 'N CRAWL!”

Jason Chase: “Get him into the ring Aerynn!”

::Aerynn struggles to pull Brody up, but when she finally does get him up she rolls him into the ring and then slides in herself. Aerynn, staring a hole through Jeszika drops into the cover. The Champion, with a completely disgusted look drops down into the count.::

ONE!




TWO!



THRE-KICKOUT!

Lula Davidson: "BRODY KICKED OUT! He kicked out of the Stall 'n Crawl!”

Jason Chase: “Has anyone ever done that?! I don't think anyone ever has! Oh my god!”

Lula Davidson: "Jeszika is all smiles, look at her!”

Jason Chase: “Forget her! Aerynn looks like shes about to blow a gasket!”

::Aerynn lifts her head completely livid and slams her hands to the mat before rolling out talking to herself darkly. Outside the ring Aerynn grabs the chair she dropped and tosses it into the ring. She then drops to a knee and begins to rummage around under the ring and comes up to a dead silence from the crowd.::

Lula Davidson: "Is that....a bottle of Irish Whiskey and a lighter?!”

Jason Chase: “.....No way.”

::Aerynn slides back into the ring and sets the bottle and lighter in the corner before pulling Brody over to the chair lying in the ring. With Brody atop it she walks to the ropes looking down at the ring. Aerynn leans back on the ropes and lifts her hands to her hair, grabbing it and pulling gently. When Brody begins to pull himself up Aerynn comes off the ropes and leaps into the air, plants her foot behind Brody's head and drives his face into the chair.::

Lula Davidson: "…...Oh my god....Ruins of Valhalla into the chair.....”

Jason Chase: “......Wow. Just....wow.....”

::Aerynn drops into the corner of the ring with two handfuls of hair pulling on it gently and breathing through her nose as she stays at Brody lying lifeless on the mat. Jeszika is on her hands and knees next to him checking to see if he is alright.::

“HOLY-SHIT. HOLY-SHIT. HOLY-SHIT”

::Aerynn crawls slowly out of the corner and rolls Brody over to his back and the camera's pick up his face now splattered with blood as she hooks the leg. Jeszika immediately drops into the cover.::

ONE!



TWO!

Lula Davidson: "I think its all but academic now.”

Jason Chase: “Agreed.”

THRE-KICKOUT!

Lula Davidson: "HE KICKED OUT!”

Jason Chase: “.....your not serious.....”

::The crowd explodes when his shoulder comes up and Aerynn is livid. She turns and looks at Pauly and Shonn then rolls out of the ring. Aerynn is shown messing with the lock and then the cage door swings open and the other two members walk into the cage and slam the door closed and relock it. Jeszika is shown patting her pockets for the key with wide eyes. Aerynn mockingly holds the key up.::

Lula Davidson: "When they were fighting at the start of the match.....She didn't want to fight her....she wanted to take the key.....”

Jason Chase: “And they have locked K.I.S.S. Outside the ring......”

::Shonn, Pauly and Aerynn climb into the ring all together and Jeszika backs into the corner wearily and then the three descend upon the Champion savagely. Pauly breaks off from the beating and picks up the steel chair, still covered in Brody's blood. Aerynn and Shonn shove the limp Jeszika forward and Pauly swings the chair blasting the referee in the face.

Aerynn then motions for Shonn and Pauly to pull Brody up and then she turns and goes to the corner. Aerynn returns with the bottle in one hand and the lighter in the other. On the ramp, Bethany, Ashley and Nikki are running down the ramp, but the cage is locked.::

Lula Davidson: "She wouldn't......”

Jason Chase: “This is Aerynn after all.....”

Lula Davidson: "….good point.”

::Aerynn looks back at the cage door being shaken by Ashley and Nikki. Bethany is begging Aerynn not to do this but the red haired Irish Princess only laughs and turns back to Brody. As Aerynn turns Brody throws his arm and sends Shonn flying into Aerynn. The woman drops both the bottle and the BBQ lighter.

Brody quickly turns and takes Pauly's head almost clean off with a huge clothesline. As he turns he grabs the bottle as it rolls. Aerynn and Shonn turn just as Brody is coming around and Brody slams the bottle into the side of Shonn's head and the bottle explodes. Both Brody and Shonn fall to the mat and Brody quickly grabs the lighter and hovers it over Shonn.::

Lula Davidson: "OH MY GOD! He broke the bottle over Shonn's head!”

Jason Chase: “What....is he telling Pauly?!”

::Pauly quickly slides out of the ring and begins to scream at Jamie until she hands him a microphone and then he slides back into the ring and holds the mic to Brody. For a time all that can be heard in Brody's ragged breathing and then he growls.::

Brody: “This is between us!”

::Aerynn holds her hands out in a begging position to Shonn and Brody.::

Brody: “.....Give Ash the god damn key!”

::Aerynn immediatelt turns and tosses the key to Ashley to a huge pop from the crowd. Ashley quickly unlocks the door and the three woman rush into the cage.::

Brody: “This is between us.....Get them out. NOW!”

::Aerynn screams at Pauly to leave the ring. The big red head drops to the floor and pulls Shonn from the ring. Once the two men are back outside the ring K.I.S.S. Leaves the ring and reshuts the doors and relocks them. Pauly helps Shonn to the back as K.I.S.S. Begins to circle the cage like a pride of angry Lioness's.

Aerynn watches the two men walk up the ramp as Brody grabs the broken bottom of the bottle and drinks what's left in the bottle. Aerynn turns as Brody lifts the lighter and spits what little he could get into the flames shooting a fireball into Aerynn's face. Aerynn staggers around the ring as Brody tosses the Mic and the lighter outside the ring. When Aerynn turns Brody leaps at her, bicycles his legs and drives her foot into her face.::

Lula Davidson: "STALL 'N CRAWL! Ha! Paybacks a bitch!”

Jason Chase: “She needs to see a medic!”

Lula Davidson: "SHE does?! Can you SEE him?!”

Jason Chase: “Who cares about him! Her beautiful face!”

::Brody leans on the corner holding his head from the pain of the chair as Aerynn lays on the mat. Jeszika finally begins to come back around as Aerynn starts to come around. She leans up and shakes her head softly and begins to crawl across the ring. She grabs the ring steps bottom that Brody had tossed into the ring and begins to pull herself up using it.

Without warning Brody explodes out of the corner and leaps into the air, planting his foot into the back of Aerynn's head and drives her head down into the steel ring steps. Aerynn's head bounces off the steel and Brody collapses next to her, holding his own hair and pulling on it, screaming at no one.::

Brody: "DAMNIT AERYNN! WHY'D YOU MAKE ME DO THIS!"

Lula Davidson: "RUINS OF VALHALLA! RUINS OF VALHALLA!

Jason Chase: “Into the steel steps no less!”

Lula Davidson: "I think she may be dead....oh my god did you see how hard she hit?!”

::K.I.S.S. Is banging on the cage wall as Brody pulls the limp form of Aerynn from the stairs and rolls her onto her back and jeszika moves into position.::

ONE!





TWO!




THREE!

Lula Davidson: "HE did it! He beat Aerynn!”

Jason Chase: “Yay. Whatever!”

Jamie Hensley: “HERE is your winner....The Lost One....BRODERICK MONTGOMERY!”

Lula Davidson: "What a show! Brody beats Aerynn and we see Lacey Roberts and Ashley Kenyon claim their first singles Championships!”

Jason Chase: “......”

Lula Davidson: "Stop pouting Jason!!”

Jason Chase: “No.....”

::Ashley unlocks the door again and K.I.S.S. Is immediately inside the cage and inside the ring. The girls pull Brody to his feet in the corner. One of Brody's arms around Bethany and on the back of her head and the other around Jeszika on the back of her own. Bethany is shown to say “You did it! You did it!”

Aerynn is helped to the back by a group of referee's her own face now a bloody mess but her eyes stared with intense hatred down at the group in the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "That's all the time we have folks!”

Jason Chase: “Did you see the way she looked at them? I don't think this is over yet.”