Monday Night Mayhem 1/09/08

[The Rated R CMStar]

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Kerry Lane: Welcome everyone to the most action packed, hard hitting wrestling show on the planet!

Josh Hart: Thats right return the IWF returns once again with Monday Night Mayhem!!!!

Kerry Lane: We have a very special program tonight, the new champ Knicky will be here in attendence. ALso we have special tag match, here tonight from Glenvile, Arizona.

Josh Hart: We are going to start off here with a bang, Montana as promised, is already in the ring.

Montana has been in the ring minutes before pacing waiting for the camera's to role. Montana is dressed for action with a wifebeater and jeans on with a red bandana hanging out of his back pocket. The crowd boo's as Montana gets ready to speak.

Montana: Edward Redding, looking at my rolex, the time is 9:01! I told you to meet me here, in this ring at 9:00PM so that now means jou are wasting my time, chico. So jou get ya ass out here right this second, Or i'll come to the back and jou don't want that.

A few seconds pass as Montana circles around the ring and is almost ready to exit when edward Redding III comes out. He has a purple dress shirt on with a purple tie, with a clipboard. Montana allows Redding to step in the ring, as Redding has a very serious look on his face.

Edward Redding III: Alright Montana, enough of the games, YOU wanted some competition, now you got it, and what you are crying up a storm!

The fans pop.

Montana: Wait just a damn Redding! Jou know damn well just who the hell i am. Now don't insult me. Jou know Dj Primetime can't beat me, Jou know Hayes can't beat me. So now what, jou gotta pull some tricks out of your sleeves. Jou couldn't let myself pick my OWN partner. I get someone YOU selected, so this is how we are going to do this. You get my damn partner out here, right now...and i swear to god, if its James Kash, i will NOT be wrestling here tonight. In fact, this could be the last jou see my face here in the IWF.

Edward Redding III: Take at easy Montana. I found you one of the most respected wrestlers from the IWF. The man could be considered the greatest Xtreme champ of all time, Im talking about none other than Charlie WAYNE!!!!!

Montana face turns to stone as Charlie Wayne's familar tune hits the speakers as the fans rise up and cheer for a big return for Charlie Wayne. Charlie makes his way down to the ring as a few fans in the front row bow to Wayne upon hoping in the ring.

Montana: Well, well, well, Charlie Wayne, as far im in considered you can your big smile and take it right to the back, because your on MY show, and jou not gonna steal MY Tunder, OR cost me my match tonight, Thanks, but no thanks!

Edward Redding: Just a minute here Montana, you are contractually obligated to wrestle here tonight, and i can fine you a very large sum of money, now there is no way you are going to no show on these great fans in Arizona.

Montana: Edward...jou little...

Charlie Wayne: Excuse me, you know i got a little something to say here. I want to thanks all the IWF fans for giving me support and pushing me to return. There was one point in time, where wrestling was the farthest thing from my mind. Now for tonight Motana, you know the more things change, the more they stay the same. You think the whole world revolves around YOU! As far as im concerned tonight we should make short work of DJ Primetime, and Hayes. I've been training and getting ready for a very long time Montana and i can tell you right now, YOU better be on your game.

Charlie Wayne points at montana and the fans are explosive for Wayne.

Montana: I know how good i am, i dont need Jou to tell me.

Montana points back at Wayne as Redding steps in between the two.

Charlie Wayne: Wow, don't break your ankle, jumping off your high horse Montana. Now im not one to get in a piss in moan fest, so im going to head to the back and get ready for my return match. You can do what you want. I just want to thank the fans for a very welcome reception!

Edward Redding: Give it up for Charlie Wayne!!!

Edward Redding III claps as they watch Wayne wave on the ramp head to the back. Edward Redding III tries to exit the ring as Montana grabs him but redding swats him off as he exits the ring. Montana circles the ring and kicks the ropes.

Kerry Lane: I can't believe it, Charlie Wayne is back!!!

Josh Hart: Wow, Charlie wayne, i haven't missed in THAT much.

Kerry Lane: None the less, tonights main event will be explosive.

Josh Hart: You are correct Kerry, Dj Primetime made some how he doesn't trust anyone in the IWF, especialy Hayes. There is no telling if either of these two teams can maintain long enough to win the match.

Kerry Lane: I think these four men will check their ego's at the door in this big time match.

Josh Hart: Time will tell.

Kerry Lane: Well folks, we got to take a break, we will be back shortly with your first match for the night!


***COMMERCIAL***


Youth Gone Wild plays, and Fid steps out onto the stage, and begins to spin his head in head banging format with pyro shooting off from the sides of the stage. He then looks at the crowd, and runs down the ramp, sliding into the ring. He stands up, and awaits the match to begin.

Lane: This is all fresh talent right here in this Battle Royal. Every man will be making his debut.

Hart: And here we have Fid, the new rockstar of IWF.

Lane: A new Charlie Titan maybe?

Stone Cold plays, and James Austin walks to the ring with a purpose, before climbing each corner and raising his arms in fists.

Lane: James Austin looks like he doesn’t care what anyone else thinks.

Hart: Well let’s see how far that gets him.

Devour plays, and Taking runs down to the ring as fast as he can, before sliding in and looking up at his opponents.

Lane: Taking is already showing an amazing amount of energy.

Hart: He has amazing speed, no doubt.

Walk This Way plays, and Kail Stone walks to the ring, hugging as many fans as possible. He then slides into the ring, and poses on the turnbuckle.

Hart: This man is a disgrace, he is just some doped up hippy.

Lane: Wow. You haven’t even seen him wrestle yet.

Sounds of Madness plays, and Diablo makes his way out on the entrance ramp 15 seconds into the song. He looks around the crowd as he smiles intently. He makes his way down the ramp, slides in the ring stares down his opponents.

Lane: I’m interested to see how Diablo performs here tonight.

Hart: We shall see.

Break on Through hits on the speakers and out comes Trent Sweet. He holds a martini in his left hand wearing sunglasses and a huge smile, trash talking and shooting his other hand in the shape of a gun at random people in the crowd. He hands his martini to some lucky broad in the front row and rolls under the bottom rope of the ring. He poses once on the hard camera side in the middle of the ropes with his hands in the air and then gets down, ready for the match.

Lane: The arrogance of Trent Sweet is staggering already, but I’ll wait to see him wrestle before I say more.

Hart: As you should.

New Blood Battle Royal
Fid vs James Austin vs TakeshiXkun vs Kail Stone vs Diablo vs Trent Sweet​

All six men look around the ring nervously, before charging off into each other, with a six man brawl in the centre of the ring. Trent Sweet then pulls Kail Stone away from the carnage, before hitting him with a right hand and backing him up to the corner. Sweet then goes for another right hand, but Stone ducks it, then starts teeing off with some right hands of his own. Stone then throws Sweet into the middle of the ring with a belly to belly suplex, with Sweet landing on top of all four other men and knocking them down.

Lane: What a start from Kail Stone.

Taking gets back to his feet and runs at Stone, but Stone knocks him down to the mat with a big right hand. Austin gets up and charges at Stone, with Stone going for a right hand on him too. Austin though ducks it, then waits for Stone to turn. Stone turns to him, and Austin takes him down with a Lou Thesz press, before unloading with right hands. Sweet gets back to his feet, then runs across and kicks Austin in the side of the head. Austin falls to the mat, before Fid and Sweet go over him, lifting him up and trying to elevate him over the top rope. Austin hooks the top rope with his arm though, making it hard for him to get tipped over. Diablo then gets to his feet and runs across the ring, before clubbing Sweet in the back, and pulling him away across to the corner, before starting to kick Sweet repeatedly. Meanwhile, Austin comes back with some right hands of Fid, causing him to let go.

Lane: A close call there for Austin.

Austin follows up with some more right hands, before sending Fid off with an Irish whip. Fid runs at the ropes, before bouncing off them and getting taken over with a back body drop from Austin. Fid gets back to his feet, and Austin charges up and goes for a clothesline, only for Fid to duck and run off to the ropes. Fid bounces off the ropes, before catching a kick to the mid-section, leading into a Stone Cold Stunner, that sends Fid flying up and tumbling over the top rope.

--Fid has been eliminate--​

Austin walks over to the ropes, before looking down at Fid and laughing at him. Suddenly, Kail Stone runs up from behind Austin, before throwing him up and over the top rope.

--James Austin has been eliminated--​

Lane: Wow, two quick eliminations.

Hart: The speed of this match is pretty amazing.

Stone turns around, and Taking hits him with a chop. Taking then backs him into a corner, and starts teeing off with some more chops. While this is going on, Diablo drags Sweet out of the corner by the hair, before kicking him in the mid-section. Diablo then hits a European uppercut, that causes Sweet to back into the ropes. Sweet bounces back off the ropes, and Diablo hits him with a big boot.

Lane: Diablo has looked impressive here tonight.

Diablo then picks up the prone body of Sweet, before running him across to the ropes and throwing him up over them, only for Sweet to land on the apron. Diablo looks at Taking trying to get Stone over the top rope, before turning and seeing Sweet on the apron, much to his surprise. Diablo then runs across at Sweet, only for Sweet to drop down on the apron and pull the top rope down, leaving Diablo to go falling out to the floor.

--Diablo has been eliminate--​

Sweet rolls back into the ring cockily, posing to the crowd to boos. He then runs across the ring and grabs Taking from behind, throwing him up over the top rope and out to the floor.

--TakeshiXkun has been eliminate--​

Lane: We are down to two.

Sweet looks down at Kail Stone, who is seated in the corner. He then attempts to kick him, only for Stone to catch the boot. Stone gets back to his feet, shaking his head, before taking Sweet down with a clothesline. Sweet gets back to his feet, and Stone scoops him up, then slams him down. Stone then runs off to the ropes, before bouncing off them and hitting rolling thunder. Stone looks to the crowd, who cheer, before heading up to the top rope. Stone looks out to the crowd, when Sweet suddenly rushes back to his feet, runs over, and pushes Stone off the top rope and out to the floor.

Result: Trent Sweet wins.

Sweet looks around to the crowd, looking shocked. He then raises his hands, while the crowd boos.

Hart: Trent Sweet looking like the best of the new talent here in IWF.

Lane: It was a great match, and all six men put in a good enough showing to show they have futures here in IWF.

Hart: I have to agree with you there.


Finlay Jones and William Matthews are in the locker room speaking about Lance Evans when Lance Evans and Rory Taylor walk into the room. Jones and Matthew stand up and walk over to the two. Lance Evans has an untrustworthy look at the two,

Evans: I don’t know what you were in the middle of saying but the plan was to get me to the top because I am the youngest and I am the only one that can bring all or your legacies to the top with me but as it is now all it seems you two have done is hold me back, Taylor has been the only one that has kept to his word.

Jones: The only thing we have had differences on is how to get you to the top, to be perfectly honest I don’t think you have the experience, you have the skill and I think you should be trying to get more experience before aiming for the top.

Matthews: Jones and I are with you but we just want to make sure you are ready for anything and not just some snot nose ignorant superstar.

Evans: You picked me because of my style and skill, I have what it takes to make it, I know that all I need you to do is be there and watch my back, keep to your word and bring me to the top.

Taylor: I am behind you Evans.

Jones & Matthews: We are two.

Taylor: We all have you covered.


***COMMERCIAL***


Im Comin' by Sikk The Shocker playes, and O’Shea walks out calmly to about halfway down the ramp and proceeds to raise his arms with his index fingers up. Blue X Pyro goes off. He starts to get focused as he walks up the steps and in the ring through the middle and top ropes. He waits for his opponent calmly or stares down his opponent if he’s already in the ring.

Jessica: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first - he weighs in tonight at 245 pounds and at a height of 6 foot 1, from Pittsburgh Pennsylvania; Rick O'Shea!

How Do You Like Me Now by Jim Johnson hits, and Lance Evans comes out onto the stage, and looks at the crowd. He walks down towards the ring and slides in, hopping onto the turnbuckle and taunting the crowd a little.

Jessica: And introcuding second, he weighs in tonight at 230 pounds at a height of 6 foot 1, from Cardiff Wales; Lance Evans!

Rick O’Shea Vs Lance Evans.
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Bell Sounds. Both men circle the ring and lock up, forcing each other about in the ring. Lance quickly locks in a side headlock, but O’Shea just shoves him into the ropes. Evans sprints back at Rick, who leap frogs him and sends his foe into the ropes once more. Bouncing off the ropes a second time, Lance Evans takes down O’Shea with a thunderous clothesline, nearly taking his head off. Lance covers O’Shea but gets a one count, just. Hoisting him to his feet, Lance Evans hits an atomic drop in the centre of the ring. Evans quickly follows up, flattening his opponent with a drop kick. Not wasting a moment of offence, Evans hits a leg drop on Rick, really driving his leg into his throat. The crowd pops at the move, as Lance covers his opponent for another one count.

Kerry: Lance really bringing out his offence here today!

Lance grabs Rick and whips him across the ring, into the corner. Rick slams into the turnbuckles hard, and stumbles out of the corner to the centre. Lance rushes him, however O’Shea ducks his attempted clothesline and rolls him up with a crucifix pin, getting two. Lance; clearly shocked, gets to his feet and tries to behead his foe with a clothesline. However, this is the same thought on O’Shea’s mind, and both men deliver devastating clotheslines. The referee begins his count, and continues til both men get to one knee. They begin to slug it out, neither man wanting to back down; neither man wanting to quit. Each blow lands on the mark, big right hands knocking the life and equilibrium loose from their opponents. After almost a few minutes of back and forth fists, both men are on wobbly legs, until Rick blocks a right hand, and drives his knee into the midsection of Lance Evans. Evans buckles, as Rick drives his knee straight up into the face of his foe. Lance stumbles backwards onto the ropes, trying to hold himself up, however O’Shea clotheslines him over the top rope, to the outside. The referee races outside and checks on Lance, as O’Shea rolls out of the ring, going after the fallen opponent. Rick grabs Lance, and whips him into the steel stairs, his body slamming into the cold steel. O’Shea rushes at him and delivers a falling dropkick, the impact connecting with Evan’s jaw. Noting the referee’s eight count, Rick rolls into the ring to stop the count out, but goes right back after Lance Evans! Evans however, with some time to recover, delivers a superkick to the face of Rick O’Shea. The vile kick to the nose knocks Rick out cold, as his body falls to the mats, lifeless.

Kerry: Oh my god! I could hear that from here, that was a sick kick to the mouth!

Lance grabs Rick and slides him into the ring, and slides into the ring after him. Lance, not completely happy, hoists Rick to his feet and sets him up for the spikepiledriver, but Rick gets free! Taking a step back from him, Lance goes for the superkick once more; this time Rick ducks the kick. In a swift motion, Rick hits his finisher the Stolen Spotlight, an Olympic Slam. Both men go down, and stay down as the referee begins his count. The count reaches five, as Rick shows signs of life, as he crawls, desperately over to his challenger. Eight .... nine .... but the count stops as Rick drapes an arm over Evans, ONE ... TWO .... .. but no, Lance throws his shoulder up. Both men slowly begin their struggle back to their feet, and come face to face, on one foot. Rick throws a right hand, but Lance ducks it and hits with his own right hand. He throws another right hand, and a third, and finally a headbutt. The impact from the headbutt busts both men open, as blood begins to dribble down their foreheads. Rick falls backwards onto his back, as Lance falls forwards onto Rick, the cover ... ONE ... TWO .... THREE!

Winner of the match, via pinfall: Lance Evans.


Hart: Well, I'll be damned, he did it!

Lane: Lance Evans showing his talent here tonight, and we all can say that Rick O'shea will not be happy about this.


***COMMERCIAL***


We go backstage and we see Carl Long standing next to a still breathing heavily Rick O'shea.

Long: Please welcome my guest at this time, Rick O'shea!

Crowd pops.

Long: O'shea, we just witnessed you...

O'shea: Shut up Carl, see, this is why I used other people to interview me. You just have no idea. You know why lost that match? Because I am still out of my game, thanks to that garbage I was pull into at Born 2 Bleed.

O'shea looks around getting angrier and angrier.

O'shea: I will not even get into details at what happened between TOK, Ryan Fox and CMS. I don't care about TOK's wife. I care about CMS coming back because, everybody can say what they want, I was guarenteed an IC Title match, and I am getting just that.

O'shea turnd around and leaves.


Break The Walls Down hits the arena as a Countdown starts at 5 making its way to 0. pyro goes off and Freeman poses at the top of the ramp for a moment. Freeman walks down the ramp at a regular speed and walk up the steps and taunt on the ropes before He enters the ring and raises his arms in the middle of the ring in a cocky way.

Lane: This Man will be looking to continue his momentum as He won last night over Charilie Titan

Hart: And tonight He will be looking to keep his winning streak going.

The Final Countdown hits as King walks down the entrance ramp and once he gets to the bottom of the ramp he stops and raises his arms out to the side in the air with a cocky look on his face at the crowd, he climbs up onto the apron and turns back facing the entrance and once again holds his arms in the air to the sides. After that he springs over the ropes into the ring and stands in the middle of the ring with a cocky smirk on his face as Freeman slowly climbs back into the ring.

Lane: Now this man was pinned last night against Gardner and Patterson.

Hart: and is yet to win a match here in IWF.

Adam Freeman vs Bobby King​

Bell Rings:Freeman and King both slowly start circling the ring as King tries to stay on one foot. They continue circling before finally engaging in a collar and elbow tie up. King pushes Freeman forward and into the turnbuckle with a look of aggresion. The referee now moves in and tries to move King away. FInally King lets a clean break happen and slowly walks back and into the center of the ring waiting for Freeman to come out of the corner. Freeman stays standing in the corner and pushes his long hair back as he stands in the corner getting King anxious. In light of this, King moves forward to take on Freeman who hits a midsection toe kick as King bends over holding his midsection. Freeman runs to the rope and rebounds off gaining momentum and hits a bulldog on King taking him to the mat as a cocky and arrogant smile stretches over the face of Freeman. He now returns to his feet and pulls King into the center of the ring and makes the pin 1... kickout by King. Freeman is quick to his feet as he runs to the ropes and springboards off and hits a huge Lionsault on King taking him out of the match as Freeman continues with a look of aggresion. Instead of finishing off King, Freeman grabs the legs of King and rolls him over and locks in the breakfall while King is nearly out. Freman wrenches back on the legs as King tries not to tap but after only a few seconds does.

Winner by Submission via Breakfall: Adam Freeman

Lane: Very impressive showing right there by Adam Freeman.

Hart: Or Mr. Money in the bank, Adam Freeman.

Lane: That is correct right there partner.


(NEXT PPV HYPE: BIO WARFARE)


Kerry Lane: Next up is, in my opinion, a match that shouldn't even be happening here tonight.



Josh Hart: Why's that Kerry? Just because TOK's wife is missing, that means he should't have to earn a paycheck? You gotta pay for them investigators somehow.



Kerry Lane: You are a despicable human being Josh, how would you feel if your wife were missing?



Josh Hart: HEY! That doesn't sound like such a bad idea! Maybe I oughta give CMS a call.



The lights fade as You Dont Know hits the speakers and TOK walks out onto the stage, Ryan Fox by his side. Smoke covers the stage area as sparks fall from above. TOK gets to center stage when a spray of sparks shoot at TOK. Rockets and explosions burst in all sorts of directions as TOK stands there pumping himself up.



Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, accompanied by Ryan Fox, from Daytona Beach, Florida, standing 6 ft 2 and weighing in at 265 lbs, The Outkast Kid!!



The sparks, rockets, and explosions cease as TOK and Ryan Fox make their way down the ramp, their expressions grave. TOK jumps up onto the apron and ducks under the middle rope, and Fox slides in under the bottom rope. TOK stalks toward Jessica and rips the mic from her grasp.



TOK: First of all, nothing against all of you fans, but this is bullshit. I have been booked in this match tonight, while as you all know, my wife has been kidnapped by that coward CMS. So, this match is going to be short and sweet. But not so sweet for Havok. Because the way I see it, Havok is just standing in the way of me doing my duty, and finding my wife. Havok! CMS is nowhere to be found, so, you will be the one to pay, until I get my hands on him, and believe me, that day is fast approaching! So, lets get this over with, so I can get the hell outta here!



TOK thrusts the mic back at Jessica, and Fox puts a hand on his shoulder. TOK lurns his head, and looks Ryan in the eye, and Ryan murmurs something in TOKs ear. TOK nods and Fox drops to the mat, and rolls to the outside, as 'Ace of Spades' by Motorhead hits the speakers.



Jessica Lock : Making his way to the ring, from Forest Hills, Queens, New York, standing 6 ft 9 and weighing 295 lbs, HavoK!!



Havok appears at the top of the stage, as red and blue pyro explodes. He struts down the ramp, and jumps up on the apon, sneering down at Ryan Fox, who lifts his hand and gives him the gun gesture. He drops his thumb, signifying the trigger being pulled, and grins evily back in Havoks direction. Havok ducks in under the middle rope, just in time to be met with a boot to the face by TOK.



Kerry Lane: Well, true to his word, TOK isnt waiting for something as insignificant as the bell, or the start of the match to get things under way!

The Outkast Kid w/ Ryan Fox vs HavoK ​

[Bell Rings] ​

TOK grabs Havoks arm and whips him into the corner, following him in and catching him with a clothesline across the sternum. TOK steps back and starts delivering several hard boots to the midsection and as Havok slumps down, more boots to the chest. The ref grabs TOKs arm and pulls him back. TOK raises a clenched fist in the referees direction, and the ref shrinks back.



Josh Hart: TOK is losing it, and if he thinks he is going to get CMS by beating up a ref, then hes been hit in the head one time too many!



Kerry Lane: You cannot understand how overcome with worry and frustration TOK must be, but still I agree, he needs to hold it together, and bullying the ref is no way to get anything accomplished!



TOK lowers his arm, eyes locked with the ref, and Havok seizes this opportunity to roll out of the ring, away from TOK. Fox dashes around the ring, and runs to head off Havok coming in the opposite direction. Fox crouches behind the ring post and when Havok makes his way towards the ramp, Fox sprints forward, lifting a knee and driving it into Havoks midsection, then grabbing the back of his head and rolling him back under the bottom rope. The ref turns back around, and Fox raises his hands in the air.



Josh Hart: Well that was completely uncalled for! What the hell is Fox doing out here anyway? This isnt his match!


Kerry Lane: I expect he came out here in support of TOK, and Havok was the one trying to head for the back, so Fox supported TOK by assisting Havok back into the ring.



TOK steps around the referee and makes his way towards Havok.As soon as TOK is in full view, Havok leaps to his feet and rushes TOK, lifting him up and slamming him back down with a thunderous spinebuster.



Josh Hart: What a spinebuster by Havok!



Havok pulls TOK back to his feet and hits a hard right hand to TOKs forehead. TOKs head jerks back, and he whips it back around, eyes filled with fury. Havok throws another right, and TOK falls back a step, shaking it off, and Havok throws another, and TOK walks right into it. TOK eyes Havok and slaps himself a couple of times, mocking Havok. Havok pulls back for another shot, but TOK beats him to the punch, hitting him with a right hand of his own.


Kerry Lane: TOK has had enough of this exchange it appears Josh.



Josh Hart: Yeah, looks to me like one of those punches finally knocked the last screw loose inside TOKs mind.



TOK fires away with right hands, then pulls back and hits a hard right hand right between the eyes of Havok, and Havok crashes to the mat. Havok struggles to sit back up, and TOK pounds on his chest, screaming at Havok to get up. TOK stalks around the ring, slapping his face and mumbling to himself.



Josh Hart: See Kerry? Hes completely lost his marbles.



TOKs eyes come to rest on Havok again, and he stalks menacingly forwards again. When he gets within reach, Havok lurches forward, grabs a hold of TOK leg and a handful of tights, and falls back, ejecting TOK from the ring.



Kerry Lane: Well, it didnt work when Havok removed himself from the ring, I guess we will see if its more effective for him to remove TOK from the ring.



Josh Hart: Yeah, get over there Ryan, and assist TOK back into the ring, like you did Havok!



Havok follows TOK out of the ring and hits him with a hard kick to the ribs, then dropped an elbow down on the back of TOKs head. Havok pulls TOK back up, and catches a glimpse of Ryan Fox over TOKs shoulder. He grabs TOKs forearm and pushes him back a 2 steps, before raising his other hand and flipping Fox the finger, before yanking TOK forward and burying his knee in the midesction.



Josh Hart: Looks like TOK is taking some of the payback on behalf of Fox, just like TOK was trying to make Havok pay on behalf of CMS! Turn around is fair play, but it sure sucks dont it TOK!



Havok rolls TOK back into the ring and follows in after him, moving behind TOK and locking him up in a rear naked choke. TOK struggles, fighting Havok with all his strength, but Havok holds on tight. TOKs struggles began to slow, and he begins to go limp.



Kerry Lane: Check him ref!



Josh Hart: Thats it! Its "The End' for TOK! (laughs)



Havok feels the lack of fight left in TOK and releases his hold minusculy, which is all TOK needs. TOK throws an elbow back into the ribs of Havok, and Havok releases the hold completely. TOK seizes Havoks arm and whips him into the ropes. Havok bounces off and TOK hits him with the spear.



Kerry Lane: What a spear!



TOK rolls back up, bouncing around on the balls of his feet, waiting for Havok to try to stand, then he moves in and lifts him up in a vertical suplex, holding....


Kerry Lane: NOW is time for The End Josh, and noone puts the stamp at The End quite as definitively as TOK!



TOK still has Havok up, and spins around, facing the stage, before flopping Havok to the mat, and throwing the leg over him. The ref slides over and counts 3.



Josh Hart: And TOK wins it. There must be some kind of rule, that the craziest guy in the match must win, or so it seems.



Winner: The Outkast Kid



TOK pushes away from Havok, and makes his way to the ropes, and stops. He shakes his head, and goes to duck under the tope rope, and pauses again, his head cocked to one side. He pulls back into the ring and turns around to look at Havok still lying in the middle of the ring. He makes his way over to the fallen man and grabs his legs, threading his own leg through and viciously yanking Havoks body over onto his stomach, locking in The Sharpshooter. Havok screams and reaches out, grasping the rope. The ref begins pulling on TOKs arm, trying to force him to break the hold, but TOK holds on tight. Havok is screaming, but there is nothing to be done.



Josh Hart: What the hell is he doing!? I told you he was crazy Kerry! What more proof do you need?



Kerry Lane: Someone needs to get in there, before Havok is injured permanently. Get in there Ryan, do something!!



Ryan Fox slides into the ring, and grabs TOKs other arm, and TOK shoves him violently backwards. Fox falls to the mat, looking at TOK in frustration. He gets back to his feet, and makes his way behind the crazed TOK. He loops an arm over TOKs head, yanking back and begins talking quietly in TOKs ear. TOK yanks back on Havoks legs again, while trying to shake Fox's grip on his throat. Fox continues to talk to TOK, and slowly, TOKs grip begins to loosen. Fox reaches out and gently pulls on TOKs arm, still talking. TOK finally releases his grip on Havoks legs. Fox pulls TOK away from Havok, leading him towards the ropes.



Josh Hart: Finally, its about time Fox did something useful since he arrived here.



Kerry Lane: Fox isnt responsible for TOKs actions Josh. Each man is his own keeper. And thank God for that, otherwise Id be held resposible for all sorts of asinine things that come out of your pie hole.


Back in the ring, suddenly, TOK pushes Fox away from him, and Fox falls between the bottom and middle ropes, crashing down to the floor, and TOK returns to Havok. He pulls Havok to his feet, and points towards the back, before dropping Havok with a thunderous DDT.

Josh Hart: What the hell!

Fox rolls back into the ring, and wallks warily towards TOK. TOK holds his hand up to stop his approach. Fox looks uncertain. TOK holds his fist out towards Fox, and Fox reaches forward, bumping TOKs fist with his own. Medics come down the ramp to check on Havok, who hasnt moved since TOKs assault. TOK and Fox roll out under the bottom rope and make their way to the back, as Havok receives medical attention.


***COMMERCIAL***


The Outkast Kid, Ryan Fox, and Val Fox are walking through the halls. TOK is in his jeans from the match with his knee brace still on, a black shirt with Charger writing across the front draped over his shoulders. In his right hand he has a black duffel bag with addidas logos and writing on it in white. Ryan in jeans and a t shirt, also carrying a black Nike duffel bag. Val, in the same attire, jeans, and a black tank top, hair pulled up, not carrying anything. She however is on her cell phone. TOK is knocking different things over as he walks through the halls, covering Vals phone discussion. The three walking in a formation, TOK and Ryan side by side, Val clammering on behind them. As they walk by Edward Reddings office the door opens as Val finishes the conversation.

Val: That was our special friends guys, he wants to meet tomorrow.

Ryan: Thanks Val.

TOK doesnt utter a word. As Redding walks out of his office and into the hallway. He watches the three take a few more steps before he yells.

Redding: TOK!

TOK stops on his front foot, as Ryan and Val stop around him. TOK pivots on one foot as he answers Redding.

TOK: Yo.

Redding: You need to calm down man. I cant even imagine how it would feel to have my wife abducted, or anyone close to me for that matter. But you cant go around here doing that shit to the other superstars. I know it has to be hard and you dont have a venue to take out any agression. You won the match, you didnt have to do what you did after the fact. I congratulate your win, as well as the roll you have been on. But I just ask you to cool it around here, winning by however you want to win is one thing, but dont go crazy like you did in the future please.

TOK: Ok Redding. I know, I let my emotions take control. But listen, I have been number one contender for I dont know how long. If your going to limit me on my actions, when is this going to play out.

Redding: It is being taken care of, it will all come full circle in a matter of time TOK. Dont you worry about that.

TOK: Ok, I am going to go find CMS. If you dont want this to happen to him, I suggest you get a hold of him before I do.

Redding: I will try, dont do anything stupid.

TOK: Stupid? Redding it all seems logical at this point. What I do after this, will be beyond my control. I dont know what I am even doing anymore.

Redding: I have put out an announcement summoning CMS to appear next week. Give me some time, you have to give me a chance TOK.

TOK: Well Redding, it is beyond the point of needing time. This really has nothing to do with the IWF. The only thing that has anything to do with the IWF is him not showing up, and the no 1 contendership that I won.

Redding: I know.

TOK: So what I do outside of the IWF is non of your concern. So if you feel it is, like I said, I suggest you get in touch with him before I do.

Redding: Please TOK.

TOK: The only promise I can make, is to not take it out on your other superstars. But CMS has crossed the line, so I take it you know what to do Redding.

TOK continues down the corridor and around the corner as Ryan and Val follow. The sound of a door echoes around the corner and through the corridor as Redding lowers his head. Redding then turns and walks back into his office.


The whole arena goes pitch black as Goin’ Out Swingin’ by Mötley Crüe starts playing, after eight seconds into the song when the drums starts to play the lights go on show all four members of The Kellert Crüe standing at the top of the ramp from youngest to oldest, Jordan Kellert on the far left, then Bradly Jona Kellert, then Larry Kellert, and finally Adam Kellert on the far right, and they all stand still hold their weapons of choice, Jordan Kellert holding a Black Baseball Bat in his right hand, Bradly Jona Kellert holding a Singapore Cane in his right hand and a barbed wire baseball bat in his left hand, Larry Kellert holding a Singapore Cane in his right hand, and Adam Kellert holding a Steel Chair in his right hand, and all of them are standing still with their weapons at their side until fifteen seconds into the song when the guitars slow down for a split second and start up fast again as all four Kellerts suddenly raise their weapons in unison,

Magnus Greyson then comes out behind the four and attacks them during their entrance, Magnus shoves Jordan sending him tumbling down the ramp, Larry swings his Singapore cane but Magnus ducks and Larry knocks Bradly out with a shot to the face. Magnus grabs Bradly’s bat and pushes the wire around into Larry’s forehead and then swinging it cracking it over Adam’s head. Magnus leaves the three laid out on the top of the ramp way and makes his way down to Jordan who is pulling himself up with the apron.

Magnus: I don’t have time for you long drawn out entrance that no one cares to see.

Magnus grabs Jordan and tosses him into the and slides in after him, Jessica walks to the opposite side of the ring and exits.

Handicap Match
Magnus Greyson vs. The Kellert Crüe​

Bell Rings: Magnus picks Jordan up and hits the Greyson combo on Jordan, knocking Jordan down to the mat with a stiff roundhouse kick to the head. Magnus Grabs the top rope and roaring at the crowd, running his thumb across his throat before picking Jordan up and hitting Jordan with The Light of Dawn; Larry mean whiles gets up feeling his face and seeing the blood followed by seeing his brother dropped like a rag doll, runs to the ring and goes after Magnus.

Kerry: That was one hell of a way to start this match,

Hart: It was smart; use their own style against them.

Larry slides in and rushes Magnus with a burst of punches but Magnus ducks a punch and spears Larry to the ground and reigns down a fury of punches while Magnus has Larry mounted. Larry tries blocking the shot best he could and shoves Magnus off, Magnus grabs Larry’s legs and in a blink of an eye and Magnus flips Larry over and pulls back and Larry is now trapped in a High-Angle Boston Crab, Larry screams out in pain and can’t reach the ropes.

Hart: this is it, Larry is going to tap.

Kerry: Unless one of the other brothers can come down and save the day.

Bradly gets up as blood is flowing out of his nose; Bradly makes it to his feet and runs down to the ring holding a Singapore cane, Bradly slides in and front kicks the back of Magnus’ head, knocking Magnus off Larry, Bradly is striking the ground with the cane waiting for Magnus to stand. Magnus gets to his feet and turns around ducking Bradly’s cane and picking him up for the Awakening; Magnus sends Bradly forward face first into his knee and knocks Bradly out and covers Bradly.

1…2…3

Jessica Lock: Winner via Pinfall, Magnus Greyson.


***COMMERCIAL***


KnicKy is seen sitting on a chair backstage, in the arena. He is dressed in casual attire, a white button up shirt and some new jeans. His IWF Championship is sitting beside him, on a small, yet classy table.

The crowd pops as KnicKy looks at the camera, a smile on his face.

Kerry: KnicKy, thank you so very much for taking some time out of your schedule to talk to us tonight.

KnicKy: It's no problem at all guys.

Kerry: So KnicKy, after Born 2 Bleed, everyone; fans and those backstage want to get your thoughts on a few things. Your match with MNM, putting him out of action, possibly ending his career, and your current mindset after all this.

KnicKy: Kerry, Josh, there isn't that much I can say. Things have changed, over the last couple of months. Not just professionally, I haven't just been a different man in that ring, but I've been a different man outside of it, as well. I'm not going to complain or bitch about this, but life for me, outside of the IWF, is not going so well. Everything I have, and everyone I care about is drifting further and further away from me, and I'm beginning to engulf myself into my passion; professional wrestling. I have pushed myself to limits I've never gone to physically, time after time. The one thing that's never changed, was my mental limits. Since stepping into the ring with MNM, I knew things had changed. It may not have been for the better, but things had changed. Everytime I've been in that ring, and especially when I'm competing against MNM, I can feel myself slipping. Unfortunately, things culminated at Born 2 Bleed, and I had lost control of where I was going. I felt the pain wracking through my body, every moment my heart was beating, and I loved it! I also could look down at my fallen foe, MNM, and feel his pain. It didn't stop me, Kerry, it only drove me to inflict more pain! I wanted to feel his pain, I wanted him to feel it! If I had broken MNM's jaw, and he was unable to speak, things would've gotten much uglier!

Kerry: I'd hate to interrupt you, KnicKy, but I have to ask - where does this leave you now?

KnicKy stands from his chair, and begins to pace around slowly, the camera following him enough to keep him just in the shot.

KnicKy: I do not know, I truly do not know! The scary thing is though, I want to find out. I want to keep falling, to keep slipping away, I want to see what is at the other end of this tunnel! What I've felt over the past weeks has brought my back to life, so to say.

KnicKy stops pacing, and lowers his head, getting a little emotional, and rather angered by his words.

Kerry: And what about your opponent at Bio Warfare, Shawn Hay-

KnicKy: -Shawn Alexander Hayes is a punk! He may think he has the upper hand, being the legend killer and holding a victory over me! But he has no idea what he is getting himself into! He has no idea what will await him when Bio Warfare will get here! Warfare will ensue, and it will be the warfare that will leave both men bloodied, battered and near-death in that ring, and every time my heart beats, I will love it! I can guarantee blood will be spilled, and souls will be beaten!

KnicKy approaches the camera once more, getting closer with each sentence. His face, turning red with anger.

KnicKy: All I want to do is be happy! Why, why can I not be happy!? I will tell you why I can not be happy, because there are some people on this planet whom are not sanctioned to be happy! Whatever the reason, I can guarantee I will be trying with every breath to achieve happiness! And Kerry, Josh, I think I've found my answer! Pain! Pain, is the answer! I can feel pain, you can all feel pain, and I love it! MY soul comes to life, like I've never felt before when I can look down at a fallen foe, blood covering his mouth, his body lieing motionless, unable to move!

KnicKy grabs the camera, spit escaping his mouth as he speaks with intensity, his words becoming near gibberish.

KnicKy: I can only warn those backstage, I will be happy! I WILL BE HAPPY! Whatever I need to do, whomever I need to hurt to do so, I will be happy!

KnicKY finally releases the camera from his hold, turns and snatches his title storming out of the room. The camera follows him to the door, as he can see his emotions flustering about in his body language. His head down, hand over his eyes, he kicks open the door and storms out into the hallway.


***COMMERCIAL***


I Dare You plays, and Will Rose walks down the ramp while pyro goes off behind him. The pyro stops, and Rose runs down the rest of the ramp and slides into the ring. Rose then gets up onto the turnbuckle and poses.

Lane: Will Rose pulled up just short last night against Matty Williams.

Hart: It was close last night, let’s see how he fares tonight.

Lane: It will be another test.

Jessica Lock: Introducing first, weighing 240 lbs, from Leeds, England, Will Rose.

Canada Remix plays, and out walks Matty Williams holding the Canadian Flag. He hands off the flag when he gets to the ring, and slides in. He then poses in the middle of the ring and poses, while looking at Rose intently.

Lane: Matt Williams won after his vicious Canadian Destroyer last night.

Hart: Will history repeat itself tonight?

Jessica Lock: And his opponent, at 230 pounds and 6 feet 1 inch, from Toronto, Canada, he is Matty Williams.

Born 2 Bleed Rematch
Will Rose vs Matty Williams​

Rose and Williams get closer to each other, getting in each other’s faces. Williams smiles and laughs, mocking Rose. Rose shakes his head, then hits a right hand on Williams that stagers him back in surprise. Rose follows up with more right hands until he has Williams backed right up against the ropes. Rose then attempts to send Williams off with an Irish whip, but Williams reverses by twisting the arm of Rose around, before bringing him in for a side headlock. Williams then flips Rose down onto his back with a headlock takedown.

Lane: The experience of Matty Williams is already looking like a key here tonight.

Rose fights back to his feet slowly, before hitting some right forearms to the mid-section of Williams. Williams jumps in pain with each shot, until he eventually lets go of Rose in pain. Rose then sends Williams off with an Irish whip. Williams runs at the ropes, but then holds onto them instead of bouncing off. Rose instantly charges at Williams, only for Williams to drop down and pull the top rope down, sending Rose out to the floor after not thinking his attack through. Rose starts to struggle back to his feet, and Williams then catapults himself up over the top rope, before hitting Rose with a hurrancanrana, sending him onto the hard concrete floor.

Hart: No one else can do that, yet Matty Williams hits it just right every time.

Lane: His athleticism never ceases to amaze me.

Williams gets back to his feet and taunts Rose, waiting for him to get up while standing over him. Rose struggles back up and Williams grabs him by the hair, then drags him around ringside before slamming him down headfirst into the steel stairs. Rose hits the stairs hand, then leans against them groggily. Williams backs away, then charges up at Rose, only to find he was playing possum when Rose hits a flap jack that smashes the face of Williams across the steel stairs.

Lane: What a move by Will Rose!

Rose struggles around ringside, trying to regain his composure. He then grabs Williams by the hair and throws him back inside the ring, before following in himself, stopping the referee’s count at seven. Rose quickly hooks the leg of the downed Williams, 1...2. Williams gets his shoulders up off the mat. Rose gets back to his feet a little angrily, as he starts to stomp away at the downed body of Williams. Williams fights back to his feet, and Rose scoops him up, before slamming him down in the middle of the ring. Rose then takes off to the ropes, before bouncing off them and landing a leg drop right across the throat of Williams. Rose makes another cover, 1...2. Williams fights out of the pin attempt yet again, getting his shoulders up off the mat. Rose shakes his head, then starts to rub his forearm across the face of Williams. The referee tells Rose off, before starting to count, 1...2...3...4. Rose breaks the hold, just before getting disqualified.

Hart: This is great from Rose, he is now doing whatever it takes to win.

Rose gets up off his knees, then helps Williams get up. Rose laughs, then knees Williams in the mid-section hard. Williams doubles over, and Rose stands in front of him, measuring him. Williams recovers from the doubled over position, only for Rose to jump up and execute a dropkick right to his jaw. Rose gets back to his feet and nods his head, before slowly heading over to the corner.

Lane: Will Rose will want to be careful, this is how he lost the match last night.

Rose points at Williams while he waits for him to get back to his feet. Williams gets up, and Rose comes off looking for a double axe handle, only for Williams to sprint out between his legs. Rose turns around, and he gets hit with a hard kick to the mid-section, before being positioned between the thighs of Williams for the Canadian Destroyer.

Hart: This is exactly what happened last night.

Williams jumps up and goes for the Canadian Destroyer, but Rose stands up in the move, using his strength to hold Williams on his back. Williams struggles around before Rose drops down to a seated position, dropping Williams on the top of his head.

Lane: Oh my God, what a move!

Williams rolls around in pain, and Rose follows up, before rolling him over and covering him, 1...2.. Williams gets his foot on the bottom rope. Rose gets up, shaking his head. He then bends over and picks Williams up, before scooping him up onto his shoulder. Rose calls for snake eyes, then runs towards the corner, when Williams suddenly slips off and lands behind him. Williams then pushes Rose into the turnbuckle chest first before running off to the ropes. Williams bounces off the ropes, then runs towards Rose before planting him with a Canadian legsweep.

Hart: Here comes the comeback of Matty Williams.

Lane: Will he win again tonight?

Both men are down as the referee begins to count them out. They both slowly get back to their feet, as the referee’s count gets higher and higher. The referee gets up to six, and both men are right up. Rose goes for a right hand, but Williams blocks it, then hits a few right forearms. Williams then turns and hits a mule kick, before hitting a jawbreaker on Rose. Rose stumbles backwards, and Williams rolls back onto his feet, then charges across and takes Rose down with a spin kick right to the jaw. Rose falls to the mat hard, and Williams follows up by covering him, 1...2.. Rose kicks out. Williams picks Rose back up to his feet, then runs him across to the corner by his hair, before slamming him down headfirst into the turnbuckle. Williams then scoops Rose up and positions him across the top rope in the tree of woe.

Lane: Here we go.

Hart: We have seen this before.

Williams then climbs up onto the second rope, and stands on his groin, while singing the Canadian national anthem. 1...2...3...4. Williams drops back down to the mat while the referee admonishes him. Williams then grabs Rose by the hair, before driving him down from the top rope into the mat with a neckbreaker. Williams covers Rose, 1...2.. Rose gets his foot on the bottom rope.

Hart: Both men have been saved by the bottom rope now.

Williams gets back to his feet, then poses for the Canadian Destroyer, standing in the middle of the ring, taunting Rose. Rose gets back to his feet, and Williams tries to kick him in the mid-section. Rose catches his boot though, then spins him around. Williams turns, and Rose then grabs him by the throat. Rose starts to lift Williams for the Chokeslam, but Williams counters with a kick to the mid-section while in midair. Williams falls back and lands on his feet, before nailing Rose with the Canadian Destroyer. Williams drops down into the cover, 1...2...3.

Result: Matty Williams defeats Will Rose.

Hart: Matty Williams wins again tonight. He is just better than Rose it seems.

Lane: That’s two nights in a row.

Hart: He definitely seems to be better than Rose.


The camera goes backstage, and James Patterson is shown on his phone. It looks like he has been talking for some time.

Patterson: Yeah, I get what you’re saying. And you understand me too?

Patterson awaits a response.

Patterson: Cool. Well I look forward to this.

Patterson waits for a response again.

Patterson: Well as long as we both benefit from this it should work. OK man, I’ll catch back up with you later.

Patterson hangs up, before the camera goes to ringside.

Lane: Who was James Patterson talking to?

Hart: I have no idea, but this has me interested.


***COMMERCIAL***


***Backstage***

Carl long is standing backstage with DJ Primetime. Primetime is flexing as Carl Long stands awaiting for the interview to start.

Carl Long: Hello everybody, i am backstage with none other than DJ Primetime, who has made quite a name for himself the past few weeks in the IWF. DJ Primetime has now made his way into the main event for tonight Mayhem, after a strong performance at Born 2 Bleed, what are your thoughts heading into this match?

DJ Primetime: Well Carl, its real simple. I look out for one person, and one person only. I may have been in the IWF very long, but im a very fast learner. You see, i took everything Montana had to give, and you know what, he may have won the first fight, but its not over, by any means. I've gotten stronger, i've learned from my mistakes, Mark my words Montana, I'm going to be the next guy to pin your shoulders to the mat 1, 2, 3.

Carl Long: You are certainly confident DJ, now what do have to say about Charlie Wayne?

DJ Primetime: This isn't 2006, this is 2008 and you know what time it is? Its primetime, so if that fool wants to make a name at my expense, he's got another thing coming!

Carl Long: Thank you DJ Primetime, we will be right back!

***Backstage***

Hayes is seen in his locker room getting ready for the match, as Carl Long knocks, then walks in.

Carl Long: Mr. Hayes, may i have a word?

Hayes: Hold on one minute carl, you hold the microphone, because i already have the answers, for your very predictable questions. Yes, i have the biggest matchup in my just a few weeks away when i will be challenging the newly crowded, IWF Champion Knicky, but right now, i am focused on tonight. It's not everyday Hayes steps into the squared circle with two ....legends so to speak, in Montana and Charlie Wayne. To be honest, Charlie Wayne was the farthest thought of who might Montana's partner be. The question is, who can survive. Who can trust who? Can Montana and Wayne co-exist? Can myself and Primetime work as a team. I know one thing is for sure, I am not picking up a loss heading into the biggest match of my life, and for those who think i didn't earn my spot, well tonight i will have to proof it, yet again. Thank you Carl.

Carl Long: Nicely put Hayes, and our main event, will be in just a few minutes!

***Commercial***


Playing with Fire plays over the crowd as Primetime cockily makes his way down to the ring. He slides in the ring and makes a V-1 Symbol on the second rope away from Montana as he looks out to the crowd.

Jessica Lock: And his opponent weighs in at 275 lbs and he hails from St. Louis, Missouri, DJ Primetime.

Kerry Lane: Primetime still feels he has to prove himself amoung the elite of the IWF.

Josh Hart: He is certainly one of the fastest rising stars, he just needs a few major victories, to be consider a contender for the IWF Championship.

Nine Inch Nails' "Everyday is Exactly the Same" plays over the boos of the crowd as smoke begins to consume the arena Hayes' shadow can be seen, Hayes walks out of the smoke with his head held down. Hayes removes his hood and looks out at the crowd in a sinister way, Hayes walks up the steps and into the ring, sneering at Malone.

Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Las Vegas, Nevada, standing 6 ft 2 and weighing in at 225 lbs, Shawn Alexander Hayes!!!

Kerry Lane: Shawn Hayes won the #1 contender spot by defeating Cahan Malone at Born 2 Bleed III in a epic match.

Josh Hart: Some say Primetime and Hayes do not like each other backstage, this should be interesting.

The Tony Montana theme hits out to a chorus of boos from the crowd. Montana steps out onto the stage Alone wearing jeans and a wife beater, Montana walks his way to the ring cursing at the fans. Montana slides into the ring and walks a lap around the inside of the ring before stopping and standing in the center waiting for Charlie Wayne.

Jessica Lock: Introducing first, weighing in at 230 lbs and he hails from Havana, Cuba, Montana.

Charlie Wayne's theme hits the speakers and the place explodes. Charlie Wayne is pumped as he jogs down the ramp and slides into the ring. Steps up to the second rope and yells at the crowd to make some noise.

Josh Hart: Do you think Charlie Wayne is ready for a big match like this?

Kerry Lane: THere is only one way to find out! And the referee calls for the bell!

*****The Main Event*****
DJ Primetime + Shawn Hayes vs. Montana + Charlie Wayne​

Bell Rings: All four men start in the ring and hand some words over who is going to start the match. Dj Primetime appears to be getting pretty loud with Hayes stating he wants montana. Montana who also wants to start the match, tells Charlie wayne to go wait on the outside. Finally there is two men in the ring, and Montana attempts to charge Primetime again when he wasn't paying attention, but Primetime ducks and connects with a few jabs to Montana. Montana now backs off in the corner grabbing his faces and tells the referee to do his job. Montana shakes it off and goes in for a tie up with Primetime. Montana grabs Primetime's leg and trips him to the mat, Primetime kicks Montana from the mat, and kicks up to his feet. Montana is now getting very fusterated with Primetime. Montana charges yet again, only to be thrown over head with a arm drag into a arm bar on the mat. Montana struggles for a second only to roll over the ropes. Montana gets up and kicks the ropes and tells the referee to watch the hair pulling, despite the fact Primetime cleanly won those exchanges. Montana looks enraged now, as montana and primetime go face as Montana pie faces him and spits in his face. Primetime is stunned for a second and charges for Montana who sprints to Wayne to make the tag, after a leap of faith to the corner.

Kerry Lane: It looks like Primetime got the better of Motana on that exchange.

Josh Hart: Its going to be a long match Kerry, oh look what we have here, Knicky is making his way down to ringside to watch the match.

Knicky grabs a chair and takes a ringside seat. Charlie Wayne steps in and tries to slow down Primetime. They start off with a test of strength, both men are about even, until Wayne gets the advantage. Wayne slowly take primetime down to the map before Primetime goes behind with a waistlock. Charlie Wayne attempts to escape as Primetime goes for a german, but Wayne flips to his feet, bounces off the ropes and catches Primetime with a monsterous clothesline. Primetime is knocked out of his shoes!!! Wayne goes for the pin 1...........2....... kick out. Charlie Wayne now locks on a headlock to try and wear down Primetime. Shawn Hayes has his hand extended on the outside. Primetime pounds the mat a few times, and gets up and connects with a few elbows to wayne. Primetime attempts to make a tag, but Wayne cuts him off and rolls him up 1..........2........kick out. Both men get up , but Wayne tosses a big boot in Primetime's head and knocks him back down to the mat.

Kerry Lane: Charlie Wayne is showing no signs of ring rust.

Charlie Wayne now locks on a reverse chin lock for a few second before bringing primetime back up to his feet. Wayne sets up Primetime for a big neckbreaker in the center of the ring. Wayne goes for the cover 1..........2. ..... Hayes runs in to save the match for their team. Wayne pulls Primetime closer to Montana and he quickly hops in and chokes out primetime. Primetime needs to make a tag soon. Montana now is landing tunderous knee's in the corner to primetime. Montana is now taunting the crowd, as they respond with Boo's. Hayes is pounding the turnbuckle trying to get the fans behind Primetime. Montana runs his thumb across his neck and grabs Primetime's leg. Montana kicks his knee a few times before locking on his imfamous figure four leglock. The fans begin to chant please don't tap as Primetime is in serious trouble in the middle of the ring. Montana leans back even farther as Hayes attempts to jump in, but Charlie Wayne cuts him off. Shawn Hayes can't seem to make the tag. Montana still has the hold locked on as primetime appears to be hulking up of sorts. Primetime is now pulling himself closer to the ropes as the referee gets Hayes and wayne back into their corner. Primetime stops about 3 feet before the ropes, and appears ready to tap out, be he gets a bust of energy and makes a last attempt to get the ropes.

Montana appears in disbelief as not many men have been able to get out of the figure four. Montana now says he's going for his finisher Your Downfall, Montana sets him up and slams him down to the mat. Montana goes for a cocky cover laying over Primetime 1.............2..............3 No wait, He got his leg under the bottom rope. The referee waves him off. Montana is furious as Primetime is not dead. Things are breaking down as Hayes is standing on the ring apron when knicky comes up from behind with a chair and levels hayes. Hayes falls to the ringside floor. Knicky continues the assult on the outside as Montana makes the tag to Wayne on holds Primetime up for Wayne to hit. Wayne yells at Montana to let him go, but Montana tells him to hit him. Wayne bounces off the ropes and goes for a big spin kicks, but Primetime ducks and Wayne hits montana who flys back almost out of the ring. Charlie Wayne looks confused as Primetime crawls his way over to the corner outstretchs his arm, but Shawn Hayes is out on the outside. The referee see's Knicky on the outside with a chair in his hand and ejects him from ringside, Hayes is starting to as he knocks the chair out of Knickys hand as they brawl on the outside. Hayes grabs Knicky in a belly to belly suplex and throws into the crowd landing on several chairs. Both men continue to fight through the crowd. Charlie Wayne the legal man grabs Primetime and attempts to finish the job when he picks Primetime up and down with a powerbomb. 1...................2............... Here comes a big boot to the face of Charlie Wayne, thanks to Montana. Montana goes to the outside and looks under the ring only to find a table. Montana sets up the tables vertically in the corner as the referee calls for the bell. Montana pushes Wayne aside as he attempts to throw the lifeless Primetime into the table, but Wayne stops Montana and tells him the match is over. Montana yells at him as he slings primetime into the wood, only to be reversed as Montana crashes into the table, which explodes. Primetime and montana are down in the ring, and Charlie is standing looking confused.

Kerry Lane: All hell has broken lose here tonight. It looks like Charlie Wayne has to the look what has he gotten himself into here.

Josh: If Charlie Wayne didn't stick his nose in Montana's business this match would have been done a long time ago.

Kerry: Oh come on, Montana wanted Wayne to cheat.

Josh: Shawn Hayes didn't even get a chance to be involved in the match.

Kerry: Too bad, knicky had to couldnt sit there with his legs crossed like a good boy.

Josh: Well folks, we gotta, we will see you next week.

Kerry Lane: What the hell is going to happen next week?????



END OF THE SHOW