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Lane: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to a brand new edition of the best wrestling show in the world, Monday Mayhem.
Hart: And don't forget, this is the last show before Collision Course, so everybody will be looking to leave their mark and gain their momentum.
The lights fade as You Don’t Know hits the speakers as TOK walks out onto the stage. Smoke covers the stage area as sparks fall from above. TOK gets to centre 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. The sparks, rockets, and explosions cease as TOK struts to the ring looking into the crowd pointing, his head, laughing, high fiving fans along the way. He gets to the edge of the ring and jumps up on to the apron and climbs in the ring. TOK jumps up in the middle of the ring and as he lands he leans back and yells and hits his chest King Kong style. The lights fade back in as TOK walks around and loosens up awaiting his opponent.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Daytona Beach, Florida, standing 6 ft 2 and weighing in at 265 lbs, The Outkast Kid!!
The Day That Never Come plays quietly to a dark arena. suddenly Kriss Kross jumps out onto the stage as the lights come on, and the Theme Tune blast out through the speakers. Pyros go off in all directions as Kriss Kross makes his way to the ring.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Washington DC, standing 6 ft and weighing in at 237 lbs, Kriss Kross!!!
TOK vs. Kriss Kross
Single’s contest
The bell rings and the match begins as both men walk up to each other, Kriss Kross throws a hard right hand but TOK ducks underneath it and ends up behind him he then begins to throw hard rights and lefts of his own before kicking him in the gut and throwing Kriss Kross at the ropes. Kriss Kross half way in the middle of the ring reversed the irish whip and threw TOK at the ropes after putting the brakes on, on the rebound Kriss Kross holds his knee up and makes contact with TOK’s chest area making him go down to the mat. Kriss Kross covers TOK for a quick pin fall cover but TOK kicked out almost before the count even got to begin.
Hart: “He will have to do more damage to TOK before even thinking of getting a three count on him like that.â€
Lane: “I think Kriss Kross knows that, but he makes the pin falls to wear TOK out and make him tired, and in that sense he is a smart man.â€
Kriss Kross picks TOK up to his feet by the hair and then drags him to the middle of the ring as he knees him in the gut once more before going for a snap suplex but TOK put his leg behind the leg of Kriss Kross as it was blocked and he wasn’t sent with a suplex, TOK then gets himself out of the lock up position and he begins to punch away hard brawling rights and lefts at Kriss Kross before backing him up against the corner with the hard shots and then throws him at the other corner diagonally opposite as hard as he can as Kriss Kross hits his chest on the turnbuckles and bounces back. TOK then goes up behind a groggy Kriss Kross and goes for one of his patented maneouvers the German Suplex, after clubbing Kriss Kross in the back a few times TOK had hit the move and then had gone for the pin fall on Kriss Kross, the referee had made the count. 1......2.... No, Kriss Kross got his shoulder off of the canvas at two and a half.
Hart: “That was a close one.â€
TOK stands up on his feet and then takes Kriss Kross up to his feet along with him; he then kicks Kriss Kross in the gut TOK raises his left arm high above his head pointing to the ceiling as he goes to end this match right here and right now with his finisher move the end a jacknife power salm, he is about to lift Kriss Kross up into the air as he is in between his legs but Kriss Kross had the wherewithal to lift himself up and back body drop TOK in the process sending him high above in the air and then crashing down to the mat below. TOK then stands up instantly with the momentum going and runs at Kriss Kross wanting to take him down with a hard clothesline shot but Kriss Kross ducks underneath and then in the middle of the ring begins to ‘take TOK to school’ with hard European upper cuts to the jaw area. TOK then starts to come fighting back with his own onslaught of hard knife edged chops to the chest area before Kriss Kross ducked underneath one of them and had then out of nowhere gone for a high impact ‘super’ kick on his opponent but TOK caught the foot and then moments later TOK was sent crashing down to the mat with a hard enziguri shot to the back of the head knocking him out cold, Kriss Kross rolls him up for the pin fall the referee makes the count. 1......2....3!
Hart: “Kriss Kross had proved a point with TOK he beat him pretty quickly too.â€
Lane: “I am sure this won’t be the last time we will see these two go at it again.â€
WINNER KRISS KROSS
***COMMERCIAL***
Backstage in the hallway James Gardner is walking down ‘strutting’ if you will as he has Ezekial followed behind him as Ezekial is emotionless and just walks along. Bradley Jona Kellert then walks up to Ezekial completely ignoring James Gardner’s presence and just begins to talk with Ezekial with his back turned with James Garnder as if he isn’t there.
Kellert: “Ezekial, did you know I have been watching your work the past couple of weeks and I am impressed in fact so much that I will like to offer you a job as a real man’s Body guard…(interrupted)â€
James Gardner: “Hey, wait a minute what are you talking about? Ezekial over here is my body guard I brought him into this company and he is here to represent me and make sure that no one touches me *pointing at himself*â€
Ezekial just stares into space as James and Kellert go face to face for a few seconds.
James Gardner: “I don’t need this; let’s go (talking to Ezekial).â€
James Gardner is about to talk away with Ezekial behind him, they turn around.
Kellert: “You do know that I am better then you in the ring, everyone in the world know it and even Ezekial knows it and it’s only a matter of time before…â€
James Gardner: “Before what?, before I send Ezekial after you and he will show you how a real man dominates a wrestling ring.â€
Kellert: “Um you do know that you and Ezekial have never won a match together…â€
James Gardner: “What’s your point, we prove a point and dominate and that is what we do best in the ring out there and I have taken offense to you even trying to take Ezekial he is under my contract and if you don’t believe me meet me in the ring tonight and Ezekial will be in my corner and prove it to you in person who we are!â€
Kellert: “Fine, whatever I gave Ezekial an offer it’s not my fault he isn’t smart enough to take me up on it and about your challenge your on and you can bring Ezekial with you down to the ring he won’t matter he can watch at ringside as I beat you up and show him how a real man wins a fight.â€
Kellert walks off as James turns around to Ezekial and James is telling Ezekial the plan for tonight and what to do with Kellert in the ring later tonight when they meet.
Hart: And don't forget, this is the last show before Collision Course, so everybody will be looking to leave their mark and gain their momentum.
The lights fade as You Don’t Know hits the speakers as TOK walks out onto the stage. Smoke covers the stage area as sparks fall from above. TOK gets to centre 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. The sparks, rockets, and explosions cease as TOK struts to the ring looking into the crowd pointing, his head, laughing, high fiving fans along the way. He gets to the edge of the ring and jumps up on to the apron and climbs in the ring. TOK jumps up in the middle of the ring and as he lands he leans back and yells and hits his chest King Kong style. The lights fade back in as TOK walks around and loosens up awaiting his opponent.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Daytona Beach, Florida, standing 6 ft 2 and weighing in at 265 lbs, The Outkast Kid!!
The Day That Never Come plays quietly to a dark arena. suddenly Kriss Kross jumps out onto the stage as the lights come on, and the Theme Tune blast out through the speakers. Pyros go off in all directions as Kriss Kross makes his way to the ring.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Washington DC, standing 6 ft and weighing in at 237 lbs, Kriss Kross!!!
TOK vs. Kriss Kross
Single’s contest
The bell rings and the match begins as both men walk up to each other, Kriss Kross throws a hard right hand but TOK ducks underneath it and ends up behind him he then begins to throw hard rights and lefts of his own before kicking him in the gut and throwing Kriss Kross at the ropes. Kriss Kross half way in the middle of the ring reversed the irish whip and threw TOK at the ropes after putting the brakes on, on the rebound Kriss Kross holds his knee up and makes contact with TOK’s chest area making him go down to the mat. Kriss Kross covers TOK for a quick pin fall cover but TOK kicked out almost before the count even got to begin.
Hart: “He will have to do more damage to TOK before even thinking of getting a three count on him like that.â€
Lane: “I think Kriss Kross knows that, but he makes the pin falls to wear TOK out and make him tired, and in that sense he is a smart man.â€
Kriss Kross picks TOK up to his feet by the hair and then drags him to the middle of the ring as he knees him in the gut once more before going for a snap suplex but TOK put his leg behind the leg of Kriss Kross as it was blocked and he wasn’t sent with a suplex, TOK then gets himself out of the lock up position and he begins to punch away hard brawling rights and lefts at Kriss Kross before backing him up against the corner with the hard shots and then throws him at the other corner diagonally opposite as hard as he can as Kriss Kross hits his chest on the turnbuckles and bounces back. TOK then goes up behind a groggy Kriss Kross and goes for one of his patented maneouvers the German Suplex, after clubbing Kriss Kross in the back a few times TOK had hit the move and then had gone for the pin fall on Kriss Kross, the referee had made the count. 1......2.... No, Kriss Kross got his shoulder off of the canvas at two and a half.
Hart: “That was a close one.â€
TOK stands up on his feet and then takes Kriss Kross up to his feet along with him; he then kicks Kriss Kross in the gut TOK raises his left arm high above his head pointing to the ceiling as he goes to end this match right here and right now with his finisher move the end a jacknife power salm, he is about to lift Kriss Kross up into the air as he is in between his legs but Kriss Kross had the wherewithal to lift himself up and back body drop TOK in the process sending him high above in the air and then crashing down to the mat below. TOK then stands up instantly with the momentum going and runs at Kriss Kross wanting to take him down with a hard clothesline shot but Kriss Kross ducks underneath and then in the middle of the ring begins to ‘take TOK to school’ with hard European upper cuts to the jaw area. TOK then starts to come fighting back with his own onslaught of hard knife edged chops to the chest area before Kriss Kross ducked underneath one of them and had then out of nowhere gone for a high impact ‘super’ kick on his opponent but TOK caught the foot and then moments later TOK was sent crashing down to the mat with a hard enziguri shot to the back of the head knocking him out cold, Kriss Kross rolls him up for the pin fall the referee makes the count. 1......2....3!
Hart: “Kriss Kross had proved a point with TOK he beat him pretty quickly too.â€
Lane: “I am sure this won’t be the last time we will see these two go at it again.â€
WINNER KRISS KROSS
***COMMERCIAL***
Backstage in the hallway James Gardner is walking down ‘strutting’ if you will as he has Ezekial followed behind him as Ezekial is emotionless and just walks along. Bradley Jona Kellert then walks up to Ezekial completely ignoring James Gardner’s presence and just begins to talk with Ezekial with his back turned with James Garnder as if he isn’t there.
Kellert: “Ezekial, did you know I have been watching your work the past couple of weeks and I am impressed in fact so much that I will like to offer you a job as a real man’s Body guard…(interrupted)â€
James Gardner: “Hey, wait a minute what are you talking about? Ezekial over here is my body guard I brought him into this company and he is here to represent me and make sure that no one touches me *pointing at himself*â€
Ezekial just stares into space as James and Kellert go face to face for a few seconds.
James Gardner: “I don’t need this; let’s go (talking to Ezekial).â€
James Gardner is about to talk away with Ezekial behind him, they turn around.
Kellert: “You do know that I am better then you in the ring, everyone in the world know it and even Ezekial knows it and it’s only a matter of time before…â€
James Gardner: “Before what?, before I send Ezekial after you and he will show you how a real man dominates a wrestling ring.â€
Kellert: “Um you do know that you and Ezekial have never won a match together…â€
James Gardner: “What’s your point, we prove a point and dominate and that is what we do best in the ring out there and I have taken offense to you even trying to take Ezekial he is under my contract and if you don’t believe me meet me in the ring tonight and Ezekial will be in my corner and prove it to you in person who we are!â€
Kellert: “Fine, whatever I gave Ezekial an offer it’s not my fault he isn’t smart enough to take me up on it and about your challenge your on and you can bring Ezekial with you down to the ring he won’t matter he can watch at ringside as I beat you up and show him how a real man wins a fight.â€
Kellert walks off as James turns around to Ezekial and James is telling Ezekial the plan for tonight and what to do with Kellert in the ring later tonight when they meet.
We go to the ring and we see Notoriously WYT already in the ring ready for action.
Lock: Introducing, inside the ring, they are Notoriously WYT!
'Charmer' by Kings of Leon plays as The Australian Warrior charges to to the ring with insane speed and begins to punch the turnbuckle viciously, before grabbing the top rope and shaking it violently, trying to rip it off. However, as soon as he turns around, he gets blasted by a clothesline connected by Bryson. The referee rings the bell.
The Australian Warrior vs Notoriously WYT
Bryson picks up the already knocked out Warrior and he throws them to the ropes. The Australian Warrior bounces back, and as he does so, Bryson leap frogs over him letting Warrior pass by, and walking right into Clayton, who was waiting Bryson, who connects him with a dropkick. Clayton and Bryson meet in the middle of the ring and both brush their shoulders off taunting to the crowd. Clayton walks back toward his opponent, picks him up, then sets The Warrior and having him set Clayton runs toward the corner, connecting him with Sliced Bread #2.
Hart: I believe that is Mackin' the Knife.
The Australian Warrior seems almost out, however Clayton guides him up to his knees, allowing Bryson to storm toward him and nail him with his Running Shinin Wizard.
Hart: And that has to be Drive-By.
Bryson finally makes the cover: 1...2...3
Winners: Notoriously WYT.
Lock: The winners of this match, Bryson and Clayton, Notoriously WYT!
Hart: My God what a debut of this two tonight.
Lane: I have to accept it, they were pretty impressive tonight, and they might be shooting for some tag gold very, very soon.
Backstage in the interview area, Bobby King is being interviewed by Long.
Long: “Welcome, at this time I would like to introduce to you, Bobby King.â€
Bobby King: “What…. (About to say something.)â€
Until Jamie Gibson passes by and they cross paths and Bobby King stares at him changing his attention and focus to his opponent later tonight.
Jamie Gibson: “I know what you did.â€
Bobby King: “What are you talking about?â€
Jamie Gibson: “Don’t play dumb, you were the one who attacked DJ Primetime at the end of last week.â€
Bobby King: “I didn’t do any of that, I suggest you back off.â€
Jamie Gibson: “Alright, Alright, I better should back off since you are such a dangerous man now everyone knows that you will probably strike again.â€
Bobby King: “I am telling you I don’t know who attacked him; I didn’t even know he was attacked.â€
*Mr. Enigma walks by and see’s both men*
All three men look at each other as the camera backs away slowly and moves down for the next segment, referees and officials back all three men away from each other before anything or any physicality could have been made.
***COMMERCIAL***
We are back and we see Charlie Wayne in his locker room jumping up and down, probably warming up for his match. Out of a sudden, Kriss Kross walks into the scene.
Kross: Hey Charles!
Wayne: Hey man, wassup?
Kross: Not much, not much, I was just passing by and...
Wayne: Passing by...my locker room? You know this is a second floor right? There are only 3 other locker rooms in here, and yours is on the first floor, and...
Kross: Ok, you got me. You see, I was thinking and, technically, you haven't announced the last member of your team yet and...
Wayne: Kriss.
Kross: I mean, I don't know if you have anybody in mind but...
Wayne: Kriss.
Kross: I would truly love to...
Wayne: KRISS! Listen to me, if you want to say something, say it directly, common, just say it.
Kross: I was wondering if I could be on your team for Collision Course?
Wayne: No...nah I am just messing with you. Of course you can, I was thinking in you all alone, I mean, you, in 3 weeks, have beaten TOK twice and you even pinned the IC Title Number One Contender, it would be an honor to have you in my team.
Kross: Thanks, thanks, I...
Wayne: But if you mind, I have a match to get ready for so...
Kross: Oh sure sure.
Kriss Kross stares at Charlie Wayne before leaving the locker room with a huge smile on his face.
As the music begins to play a black BMW with chrome plated lining and rims drives in from the side of the entrance ramp. As the main theme music sounds and the beats kick in, Enigma steps out of the vehicle, strutting down the ramp and from time to time alternatively rising of both hands as he makes his way to the ring. After stepping into the ring, Enigma climbs to the top of each turnbuckle and raises a single fist to his fans as some fans boo him and other long time loyal fans as always, greet him with more applause than anything else.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Jacksonville, Florida, standing 6 ft 1 and weighing in at 250 lbs, Mr Enigma!!!
Mr. Enigma then stands in the commentary box with Hart and Lane as the competitors make their respect way down to ringside.
He 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.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring from Detroit, Michigan, standing 5 ft 10 and weighing 232 lbs, Bobby King!!!
Jamie Gibson makes his way down to ringside not long afterwards.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring from Glasgow, Scotland, standing 6 ft and weighing in at 215 lbs, James Gibson!!!
Jamie Gibson vs. Bobby King
Mr. Enigma at commentary
Single’s contest
Gibson and King lock up in a tough battle. Gibson gets the better as he drives King into the ropes. Suddenly he unloads with knife edge chops, as King’s chest goes a purple colour. He pulls him out from the corner before whipping him into the other. King goes flying back into the turnbuckle, as his back hit’s it, and he drops to the floor holding onto his back. Gibson slowly walks over to him before lifting him up to his feet and putting him in a front face lock. Suddenly he hooks his arm and lifts him up delivering a Suplex Powerslam. He covers, 1..2.. Kick Out!
Hart: Impressive stuff thus far.
Enigma: They have been very impressive if I do say so myself.
Gibson crawls over to the ropes, and helps himself up. He turns around to get a boot straight in the jaw from King. King gets up to his feet. He leaves the ring and stands on the apron before spring boarding back into the ring, catching Gibson with a forearm. He kip-ups to his feet before Gibson slowly get’s up to his feet as well, before being put right back down again, as King runs at his delivering a Bulldog. King rolls over onto his front, and gets up to his feet. He suddenly slams a boot on the chest of Gibson.
Hart: Ouch!
Enigma: You know I cannot wait until Sunday. If these guys wrestle as well as they are now, maybe, just maybe, it will make it a tiny bit more trouble for me when I win.
King lifts Gibson up to his feet. He goes round to the back of him before locking his arms around his stomach. He suddenly leaps backwards hitting a German Suplex. He rolls over a gets up before hitting another. He does the same thing before hitting a final one this time hitting it into the turnbuckle, as Gibson’s neck slams against the turnbuckle. King quickly covers, 1..2.. Shoulder up! Gibson manages to get his shoulder raised in time.
Hart: Good God!
Enigma: Damn! Well I can guarantee that won’t happen to me on Sunday!
Gibson and King both get up to there feet. Suddenly Gibson flings a wild fist at King, connecting with his jaw. King returns the favour, but misses as Gibson ducks. Suddenly Gibson jumps into the air, connecting with a Leaping Neck Breaker as King lies on the floor motionless. He then pulls King to his feet, and finishes him off with a Straight Jacket Neck Breaker! Gibson, instead of crawling over to the limp body of King, decides to get up to his feet. He ambles unsteadily over to the ropes, before scaling the turnbuckle. He gets to the top, before swiping the air with his hand. He suddenly leaps into the air, and connects with an elbow to the chest! He covers, 1..2..3!
Hart: Gibson with a well deserved win there.
Lane: And you have got to admit- Where the hell are you going?!
Suddenly we see Enigma leave commentary and slide into the ring. Suddenly he takes out Gibson with a right arm to the face. He then turns to the revitalized King before taking him out also. Enigma suddenly turns to Gibson and hit’s a Florida Flat Liner, before turning back to King and giving him the same fate. T.I. in What You Know plays as he leaves the ring. Gibson and King both lay on the mat, motionless, seemingly out of it.
***COMMERCIAL***
Whole arena goes pitch black, entrance music starts and plays for eight seconds until “FLOOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!†is yelled in song, huge pyro goes off and Bradly Jona Kellert is seen on the entrance ramp facing the ring with arms out, a Singapore Cane in his right hand and a barbed wire baseball bat in his left hand, and head back and stays like that until forty-four seconds into the song when “One nothing wrong with me†is said in the song where he suddenly jerks head so he is looking to the ring and stays like that until fifty-eight seconds into the song where “NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!†is yelled at the end of the counting, then he begins his cocky walk to the ramp insulting the crowd and making his trademark “X†symbol by crossing his Singapore Cane and barbed wire baseball bat in the sign of an “X†over his head then places his Singapore Cane and barbed wire baseball bat in his holder on his back, if his opponent is in the ring already he points to his opponent and drags his right thumb in front of his throat signalling is opponent is done, then when he gets in the ring he goes to each corner one at a time, stands on the second turnbuckle and makes his trademark “X†symbol to the crowd but only with his arms.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring from Leduc, Alberta, Canada standing 6 ft 4 and weighing in at 273 lbs, Bradly Jona Kellert!!!
Gardner appears on the ramp and moves to one side and points to that side as a large crack of Pyro goes off and then moves to the other side and another crack of Pyro goes off. He sprints down to the ring ignoring the fans before sliding into the ring. He aunts the crowd before back flipping off and landing on his feet. Ezekiel follows him to the ring.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring from Melbourne, Australia, standing 6 ft and weighing 223 lbs, James Gardner!!!
James Gardner vs. Bradley Jona Kellert
Singles Match-Up
Kellert and Gardner lock up. Kellert hit’s a kick to the mid-section, and begins to hit him with punches all over. He suddenly delivers a kick to the head, before kicking him in the mid-section. He lifts him up onto his shoulder, before delivering a suplex. He covers, 1..2..Kick Out! Kellert punches the floor. He lifts Gardner to his feet before hitting him in the chest with a heart punch, as Gardner stumbles backwards. Suddenly BJK runs at him, and takes him down with a running clothesline!
Hart: Nice move from Kellert.
Lane: I just cannot keep my eyes off Ezekiel, he might come and get me!
Gardner and Kellert both get up, and once again lock up. Gardner this time gets the better, driving Kellert into the turnbuckle. He holds him there as the ref starts a 5-Count. Gardner let’s go but gives Kellert a cheeky little clip round the ear. Kellert enraged charges at Gardner, who moves out of the way, as BJK goes flying into the ropes. Gardner hit’s a kick to the back of the knee, sending Kellert on his back. Suddenly Gardner rushes over to the ropes, and climbs the turnbuckle, hitting a 450 Splash! Gardner covers, 1..2..Kick out!
Hart: My god, how did he kick out?!
Lane: I would not like to be Kellert right now.
Gardner once again goes to the turnbuckle, vowing to finish the match off, but Kellert follows him and takes his foot away from him, leaving him hanging on the turnbuckle. Kellert suddenly pushes him off the turnbuckle, as Gardner drops to the floor outside. BJK joins him outside, before Irish Whipping him into the barricade.
Hart: Ouch!
Lane: His back must be killing!
BJK rolls him back in the ring. He lifts him up to his fee before kicking him in the mid-section, and hitting the Kellert Bomb. He covers, 1..2.. Ezekiel breaks it up! The bell rings violently for a DQ Ending!
Hart: This is wrong!
Lane: Don’t look at me, I’m not going to do anything!
Ezekiel continuously stomps on Kellert’s head before lifting him up and delivering a Sit Out Power Bomb! Ezekiel stands in the ring as Gardner celebrates on the turnbuckle.
***COMMERCIAL***
The arena goes pitch black as "Welcome Home" by Coheed and Cambria plays on the speaker system. The crowd erupts in cheers at the anticipation of the entering superstar. A dark, imposing silhouette steps out from behind the titantron and stands still with head low. As the music grows to a heavy and driving guitar riff, sparks fly on both sides of the darkened figure. He raises his head and clenches his fist as he roars through the shower of sparks. Three bright white pyros fire in the darkness and the lights come on as Magnus "Pathwalker" Greyson makes his way up the entrance ramp and down toward the ring.
Jessica Lock: On his way to the ring, standing 6 feet 5 inches tall, and weighing 285 pounds, from Knoxville, Tennessee, Magnus Greyson!
Lane: This man hasn’t been beaten by pinfall or submission since coming to the IWF, and I don’t think he plans on tonight being his first.
Hart: It doesn’t matter what his plans are because Magnus is just a cocky S.O.B for thinking he can come here after disrespecting Hayes and walk out unharmed.
He stares, focused and determined, at the ring as the fans cheer and chant "Mag-nus, Mag-nus, Mag-nus!" He climbs in the ring and walks to the ropes with a steely gaze directed toward the crowd. He reaches violently for the top rope and jerks it downward and roars ferociously as his entrance theme pounds on.
Korn's "Thoughtless" 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,
Jessica Lock: Introducing the opponent, standing 6 ft 2 in and weighing in at 225 lbs, from Las Vegas, Nevada, Shawn Alexander Hayes!!!
Hart: Now there is the man you should never disrespect, a man that will undoubtedly be the best IWF Champion we will ever see.
Lane: Hart do us all the favor and get your head out of Hayes’ ass, your nose is starting to turn brown. No doubt that Hayes is a talented superstar but he hasn’t been showing off the best these past few weeks, with losses to Wayne and Titan.
Hart: All that was is simply exhaustion, Hayes has been out here giving it his all even after that brutal match with Knicky just three weeks ago for the title, Hayes will be getting back on the horse and will regain himself with a win tonight Lane.
Hayes walks to the apron and in a leap is standing on it, Hayes then grasps the ropes and uses them to jump into the ring and smiles at Jessica then to Magnus.
Magnus vs. Hayes
Bell Rings: Hayes and Magnus meet in the center of the ring and exchange a few words and then Hayes steps back into the corner and taunts Magnus to take his best shot, Magnus sprints at Hayes and ducks his head down tackling Hayes and lifts Hayes up onto his shoulder with his size advantage and then into the turnbuckle hard; Magnus unloads right after right before Hayes ducks under and turns Magnus into the corner. Hayes jumps onto the second rope and starts delivering rights of his own down at Magnus, Magnus starts walks out of the corner taking Hayes with him when Hayes plants his feet on Magnus’ thighs and uses his momentum to Monkey flip Magnus to the center of the ring. Magnus lands hard and arches forward off the ground holding his back in pain, Hayes rolls the his feet and grins down at Magnus, Hayes slaps Magnus on the back of the head and laughs taunting Magnus to get up. Magnus rises to his feet and Hayes runs off the ropes and goes for a clothesline that connects but does nothing to Magnus, Magnus smiles and Hayes goes off the ropes to try again but again Magnus doesn’t fall, Hayes goes for a last attempt when Magnus drives Hayes to the ground with a shoulder block; Hayes rolls onto his stomach as Magnus runs to the ropes and on the return Hayes jumps up and Magnus ducks under, Magnus hits the brakes and turns to Hayes but Hayes counters and puts Magnus to the mat with a arm drag into a armlock. Hayes tries to make a fluid transfer to a triangle to put Magnus away but Magnus pulls back and now is mounted on Hayes, Magnus goes for mounted punches but Hayes wiggles and using all his body strength moves himself and Magnus on the mat toward the ropes until he is under the bottom rope and the ref forces Magnus off Hayes.
Hart: That shows the true strength of Hayes and that is his brain, from the start of this match Hayes has been able to avoid the size advantage and get Magnus out of his comfort zone using his speed and matt skills.
Lane: I don’t know what match you’re watching but Hayes has been going right at the bigger man and has been taken down for it; although you are right, Hayes using his brain to get Magnus off him there because Hayes knows he wasn’t going to lift Magnus off him.
Hart: I am watching Hayes vs. Magnus and its shaping up to be one hell of a match that Hayes will win.
Magnus backs away from Hayes and stands in the center of the ring waiting for Hayes to stand but Hayes grabs the bottom rope and uses it to slide him out of the ring safely landing on his feet; Magnus rushes toward the ropes to go out but the Ref hold Magnus back not allowing him to go after Hayes. Hayes is catching his breath and is simply walking around the ring trying to find a clean entrance away from Magnus, Hayes goes to slide in and Magnus goes to cut him off but Hayes stops and doesn’t enter. Hayes takes a few steps rounding the corner and grabs the second rope helping him up onto the apron and goes for a springboard dropkick that connects with Magnus and sends him down to the matt, Hayes quickly hooks on a headlock and squeezes tight. Hayes begins to use all his weight to keep Magnus down by leaning back with the headlock and slamming his legs down on the matt causing the impact to shake the ring making it harder for Magnus to power his way back to his feet but Magnus manages to despite Hayes’ efforts; Hayes while still holding on the headlock back kicks Magnus in the gut then knees Magnus in the face taking him down to the matt with a bulldog and once down on the matt continues to hold onto the side head lock. Magnus is begin brought back into the fight by the crowd, everyone is on their feet and Hayes is screaming for them to shut up, Magnus lifts Hayes up and gets to his feet then drops Hayes with a back body drop, the crowd goes crazy and Magnus quickly gets to his feet and lifts Hayes up, Magnus irish whips Hayes off the ropes but Hayes ducks under the clothesline and locks in another side headlock but Magnus is pumped up and lifts Hayes up for another back body drop but throws Hayes back; Hayes changes his movements in air back flips and grabs Magnus’ jaw taking him down with a Edge-o-matic and goes for the pin.
1…2…
Magnus gets his shoulder up and Hayes falls onto his back in disbelieve.
Hart: Hayes was screwed; the ref just did a slow count.
Lane: The ref did no such thing, Magnus was just able to get that shoulder up after that amazing display of athletic ability by Hayes, showing how much heart Magnus has and why he is still undefeated here in the IWF.
Hayes sits up and gets to his feet while pulling Magnus up, Magnus swats Hayes’ hands and hits Hayes with Right jab, left hook, right uppercut, and is going to finish the Greyson Combo with the spinning reverse snap roundhouse kick but Hayes rolls under and bounces off the ropes but Magnus turns and with all his weight spears Hayes out of his boot and down to the matt, Hayes hits the ground and holds his midsection after a short spasm. Magnus grabs the ropes and screams out to the crowd, Hayes hardly gets to a knee when Magnus yanks him up and lifts him for the Light of Dawn when Adam Freeman slides into the ring from out of nowhere and chop blocks Magnus’ knee letting Hayes fall back and land on his feet; Hayes and Freeman begin to stomp Magnus down and Hayes grabs a mic.
Hayes: This is what happens, Magnus, when you don’t fall in line, I am team captain and you need to learn some respect or we are going to feed you to the other team nice and early. I am going to introduce to you all the last man of Team Hayes and the biggest man in the match, a monster no one has seen for a long time, Havok!
Havok comes down to the ring and give Magnus the HavoKrusher, then the rest of Team Hayes leaves Magnus in the ring laying motionless.
*Commercial*
Downfall by Trust Company blares throughout the speakers, and onto the stage comes KnicKy. Spinning in circles as he makes his way to the centre of the stage, he stops and looks at the crowd, acknowledging them all. He drops down to his knees, and leans forwards, not in prayer, but in thought, and throws his hands up looking at the crowd and arena roof. He lowers his hands and looks at the crowd, before climbing to his feet and walking down towards the ring. He steps up onto the apron, and steps between the ropes as he walks across the ring, to the far turnbuckle. He claps his hands a few times, and thanks the crowd, before returning to the centre of the ring.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Brisbane, Australia, standing 5 ft 10 and weighing in at 225 lbs, KnicKy!!!
Both men stand united at the top of the ramp. They all walk down to the ring in line with each other. They get to the ring and walk up the steps into the ring one by one. Each member goes to a corner, steps up and taunts the crowd.
Jessica Lock: Makingtheir way to the ring from, William Matthews and Finlay Jones!!!
Suicidal Dream plays from the speakers, and James Patterson walks out to boos from the crowd. He ignores them, and continues down to the ring, ignoring everyone. He then climbs into the ring, and gets up on the second rope, then just looks out at the crowd.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Melbourne, Australia, standing 6 ft and weighing 225 lbs, James Patterson!!!
Miracle Man by Ozzy blasts from the speakers as a denim blue light illuminates the arena. King V steps out from the back and walks down the ramp. There he lifts both his arms and 4 columns of steam come out on the stage. King V then makes his way to the inside of the ring where he stands in the middle of the ring and extends both his arms showing the crowd his massiveness.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Detroit Michigan, standing in at 7 ft and 482 bls, King V!!!
Countdown starts at 5 making its way to 0. pyro goes off and I pose at the top of the ramp for a moment. I walk down the ramp at a regular speed and walk up the steps and taunt on the ropes before i enter the ring and raise my arms like a Jericho like pose in the middle of the ring in a cocky way.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Barnsely England, standing in at 5 ft 10 inches and weighing in at 225 pounds, Adam Freeman!
KnicKy, William Matthews and Finlay Jones vs James Patterson, King V and Adam Freeman
Jessica Lock: On his way to the ring, standing 6 feet 5 inches tall, and weighing 285 pounds, from Knoxville, Tennessee, Magnus Greyson!
Lane: This man hasn’t been beaten by pinfall or submission since coming to the IWF, and I don’t think he plans on tonight being his first.
Hart: It doesn’t matter what his plans are because Magnus is just a cocky S.O.B for thinking he can come here after disrespecting Hayes and walk out unharmed.
He stares, focused and determined, at the ring as the fans cheer and chant "Mag-nus, Mag-nus, Mag-nus!" He climbs in the ring and walks to the ropes with a steely gaze directed toward the crowd. He reaches violently for the top rope and jerks it downward and roars ferociously as his entrance theme pounds on.
Korn's "Thoughtless" 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,
Jessica Lock: Introducing the opponent, standing 6 ft 2 in and weighing in at 225 lbs, from Las Vegas, Nevada, Shawn Alexander Hayes!!!
Hart: Now there is the man you should never disrespect, a man that will undoubtedly be the best IWF Champion we will ever see.
Lane: Hart do us all the favor and get your head out of Hayes’ ass, your nose is starting to turn brown. No doubt that Hayes is a talented superstar but he hasn’t been showing off the best these past few weeks, with losses to Wayne and Titan.
Hart: All that was is simply exhaustion, Hayes has been out here giving it his all even after that brutal match with Knicky just three weeks ago for the title, Hayes will be getting back on the horse and will regain himself with a win tonight Lane.
Hayes walks to the apron and in a leap is standing on it, Hayes then grasps the ropes and uses them to jump into the ring and smiles at Jessica then to Magnus.
Magnus vs. Hayes
Bell Rings: Hayes and Magnus meet in the center of the ring and exchange a few words and then Hayes steps back into the corner and taunts Magnus to take his best shot, Magnus sprints at Hayes and ducks his head down tackling Hayes and lifts Hayes up onto his shoulder with his size advantage and then into the turnbuckle hard; Magnus unloads right after right before Hayes ducks under and turns Magnus into the corner. Hayes jumps onto the second rope and starts delivering rights of his own down at Magnus, Magnus starts walks out of the corner taking Hayes with him when Hayes plants his feet on Magnus’ thighs and uses his momentum to Monkey flip Magnus to the center of the ring. Magnus lands hard and arches forward off the ground holding his back in pain, Hayes rolls the his feet and grins down at Magnus, Hayes slaps Magnus on the back of the head and laughs taunting Magnus to get up. Magnus rises to his feet and Hayes runs off the ropes and goes for a clothesline that connects but does nothing to Magnus, Magnus smiles and Hayes goes off the ropes to try again but again Magnus doesn’t fall, Hayes goes for a last attempt when Magnus drives Hayes to the ground with a shoulder block; Hayes rolls onto his stomach as Magnus runs to the ropes and on the return Hayes jumps up and Magnus ducks under, Magnus hits the brakes and turns to Hayes but Hayes counters and puts Magnus to the mat with a arm drag into a armlock. Hayes tries to make a fluid transfer to a triangle to put Magnus away but Magnus pulls back and now is mounted on Hayes, Magnus goes for mounted punches but Hayes wiggles and using all his body strength moves himself and Magnus on the mat toward the ropes until he is under the bottom rope and the ref forces Magnus off Hayes.
Hart: That shows the true strength of Hayes and that is his brain, from the start of this match Hayes has been able to avoid the size advantage and get Magnus out of his comfort zone using his speed and matt skills.
Lane: I don’t know what match you’re watching but Hayes has been going right at the bigger man and has been taken down for it; although you are right, Hayes using his brain to get Magnus off him there because Hayes knows he wasn’t going to lift Magnus off him.
Hart: I am watching Hayes vs. Magnus and its shaping up to be one hell of a match that Hayes will win.
Magnus backs away from Hayes and stands in the center of the ring waiting for Hayes to stand but Hayes grabs the bottom rope and uses it to slide him out of the ring safely landing on his feet; Magnus rushes toward the ropes to go out but the Ref hold Magnus back not allowing him to go after Hayes. Hayes is catching his breath and is simply walking around the ring trying to find a clean entrance away from Magnus, Hayes goes to slide in and Magnus goes to cut him off but Hayes stops and doesn’t enter. Hayes takes a few steps rounding the corner and grabs the second rope helping him up onto the apron and goes for a springboard dropkick that connects with Magnus and sends him down to the matt, Hayes quickly hooks on a headlock and squeezes tight. Hayes begins to use all his weight to keep Magnus down by leaning back with the headlock and slamming his legs down on the matt causing the impact to shake the ring making it harder for Magnus to power his way back to his feet but Magnus manages to despite Hayes’ efforts; Hayes while still holding on the headlock back kicks Magnus in the gut then knees Magnus in the face taking him down to the matt with a bulldog and once down on the matt continues to hold onto the side head lock. Magnus is begin brought back into the fight by the crowd, everyone is on their feet and Hayes is screaming for them to shut up, Magnus lifts Hayes up and gets to his feet then drops Hayes with a back body drop, the crowd goes crazy and Magnus quickly gets to his feet and lifts Hayes up, Magnus irish whips Hayes off the ropes but Hayes ducks under the clothesline and locks in another side headlock but Magnus is pumped up and lifts Hayes up for another back body drop but throws Hayes back; Hayes changes his movements in air back flips and grabs Magnus’ jaw taking him down with a Edge-o-matic and goes for the pin.
1…2…
Magnus gets his shoulder up and Hayes falls onto his back in disbelieve.
Hart: Hayes was screwed; the ref just did a slow count.
Lane: The ref did no such thing, Magnus was just able to get that shoulder up after that amazing display of athletic ability by Hayes, showing how much heart Magnus has and why he is still undefeated here in the IWF.
Hayes sits up and gets to his feet while pulling Magnus up, Magnus swats Hayes’ hands and hits Hayes with Right jab, left hook, right uppercut, and is going to finish the Greyson Combo with the spinning reverse snap roundhouse kick but Hayes rolls under and bounces off the ropes but Magnus turns and with all his weight spears Hayes out of his boot and down to the matt, Hayes hits the ground and holds his midsection after a short spasm. Magnus grabs the ropes and screams out to the crowd, Hayes hardly gets to a knee when Magnus yanks him up and lifts him for the Light of Dawn when Adam Freeman slides into the ring from out of nowhere and chop blocks Magnus’ knee letting Hayes fall back and land on his feet; Hayes and Freeman begin to stomp Magnus down and Hayes grabs a mic.
Hayes: This is what happens, Magnus, when you don’t fall in line, I am team captain and you need to learn some respect or we are going to feed you to the other team nice and early. I am going to introduce to you all the last man of Team Hayes and the biggest man in the match, a monster no one has seen for a long time, Havok!
Havok comes down to the ring and give Magnus the HavoKrusher, then the rest of Team Hayes leaves Magnus in the ring laying motionless.
*Commercial*
Downfall by Trust Company blares throughout the speakers, and onto the stage comes KnicKy. Spinning in circles as he makes his way to the centre of the stage, he stops and looks at the crowd, acknowledging them all. He drops down to his knees, and leans forwards, not in prayer, but in thought, and throws his hands up looking at the crowd and arena roof. He lowers his hands and looks at the crowd, before climbing to his feet and walking down towards the ring. He steps up onto the apron, and steps between the ropes as he walks across the ring, to the far turnbuckle. He claps his hands a few times, and thanks the crowd, before returning to the centre of the ring.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Brisbane, Australia, standing 5 ft 10 and weighing in at 225 lbs, KnicKy!!!
Both men stand united at the top of the ramp. They all walk down to the ring in line with each other. They get to the ring and walk up the steps into the ring one by one. Each member goes to a corner, steps up and taunts the crowd.
Jessica Lock: Makingtheir way to the ring from, William Matthews and Finlay Jones!!!
Suicidal Dream plays from the speakers, and James Patterson walks out to boos from the crowd. He ignores them, and continues down to the ring, ignoring everyone. He then climbs into the ring, and gets up on the second rope, then just looks out at the crowd.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Melbourne, Australia, standing 6 ft and weighing 225 lbs, James Patterson!!!
Miracle Man by Ozzy blasts from the speakers as a denim blue light illuminates the arena. King V steps out from the back and walks down the ramp. There he lifts both his arms and 4 columns of steam come out on the stage. King V then makes his way to the inside of the ring where he stands in the middle of the ring and extends both his arms showing the crowd his massiveness.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Detroit Michigan, standing in at 7 ft and 482 bls, King V!!!
Countdown starts at 5 making its way to 0. pyro goes off and I pose at the top of the ramp for a moment. I walk down the ramp at a regular speed and walk up the steps and taunt on the ropes before i enter the ring and raise my arms like a Jericho like pose in the middle of the ring in a cocky way.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Barnsely England, standing in at 5 ft 10 inches and weighing in at 225 pounds, Adam Freeman!
KnicKy, William Matthews and Finlay Jones vs James Patterson, King V and Adam Freeman
Bell sounds as William Matthews and Adam Freeman begin the match. Both men circle the ring and look across at their opponents corners, before locking up centre of the ring. Freeman pushes Matthews into a corner and unloads with a right hand before whipping him across to the far turnbuckle, rushing at him and going for a body squash; but it’s dodged by William. Matthews races off from the corner into the ropes and clotheslines his opponent centre of the ring, covering him for a quick one count. Matthews pulls Freeman to his feet and hits a quick half-nelson suplex, covering him again for a one count. Matthews drags Freeman to his corner and tags in Finlay Jones, however Adam gets free and rolls backwards to the centre of the ring, as Finlay steps in between the ropes. Jones and Freeman lock up and Freeman quickly takes control as he hits two right hands and digs his boot into the stomach of his challenger before hitting a standing dropkick, centre of the ring. Freeman doesn’t bother for a cover as he lifts Finlay to his feet and whips him into his corner. Freeman walks over to KnicKy and Matthews and talks some trash, trying to slap them both distracting the referee as Patterson and King V beat down Jones in their corner, making sure not to get caught. Freeman, laughing at his challengers on the outside, walks over to Finlay Jones and tags in Patterson, as the two stomp away at Jones in the corner. Patterson pulls Finlay to the centre of the ring, hitting a snap suplex, covering him for a two count. Patterson hoists Finlay to his feet, and whips him into the ropes taking him right back down with a stiff clothesline. Finlay rolls over to his corner looking for a tag but he’s stopped by Patterson, as he grabs his ankle and pulls him back across the ring to James’ corner - tagging in Adam Freeman again. Freeman climbs up to the top turnbuckle and dives off the top rope, driving his elbow into the back of Finlay Jones, making sure he stays grounded.
Kerry: Have to give these guys credit - they are keeping each other fresh and just working on Finlay Jones here!
Josh: Brilliant tag-team strategy!
Freeman lifts Jones to his feet, whom holds his lower back as Freeman kicks and knees his foe in the stomach and ribs, keeping him out of breath. Finlay makes a desperate attempt to get to his corner as he hits a back elbow to the chest of Freeman, and stumbles towards his corner, however Freeman trips him, causing him to fall onto his face. Finlay is again hoisted to his feet as Freeman whips him into the ropes, as King V kicks him in the spine when he bounces into the ropes; Finlay buckling from the cheap-shot, then taken down with a neckbreaker from Adam Freeman. Freeman, a sick smirk on his face, looks over at KnicKy and William Matthews, who are itching for a tag, as he stalks Finlay Jones. Finlay gets to one knee, as Freeman snatches him from behind and hits the codebreaker, centre of the ring! Jones goes down, as Freeman covers him getting one ... two ... but no, Matthews breaks up the pin fall. Matthews is exited from the ring as Freeman grabs Finlay and drags him to his corner, tagging in King V. Finlay manages to break free from Freeman’s grip, as he stumbles across the ring going for a hot tag! James Patterson hops the ropes and rushes over to KnicKy and Matthews and knocks them off the apron, exiting the ring afterwards. Finlay falls to his stomach just short of his corner as King V stalks him, both of Jones’ partners knocked to the outside. KnicKy manages to get some revenge on Patterson on the outside, as he takes him down with a big left hand. King V grabs Finlay and hoists him to his feet with ease, locking in a tight bear hug, applying some harsh pressure, squeezing the air from his lungs. Finlay starts to fade as Matthews slides into the ring, and rushes King V and delivers a clothesline, doing nothing more than knocking him onto the ropes, freeing Finlay from the devastating hold. Freeman steps into the ring and tackles William to the mat, as the two roll out of the ring to the outside, the referee tries to get some control. Finlay claws over to his corner as KnicKy stands back up on the apron, looking for that needed tag. Finlay reaches out and tags in KnicKy as King V regains himself and spots the tag.
Kerry: Here we go, the much needed tag for Finlay Jones gets KnicKy into the match!
Josh: This is gonna get good!
KnicKy steps between the ropes and rushes King V and unleashes wild lefts and rights, trying to keep him teetering on the ropes, trying to keep control. KnicKy whips King V into the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but to no avail, King V just stumbles back twice, staying on his feet. KnicKy rushes into the ropes and goes for another running clothesline, again to no avail. King V, very unsteady on his feet, is rushed by KnicKy for a third clothesline, however this time he takes the champion down hard with a stiff boot to the face. KnicKy rolls to the corner as King V regains himself, and walks over to the champion. Stomping away at him, King V is pulled back by the referee after a long four count, before he grabs him and hoists him to his feet. King V whips KnicKy across the ring and rushes him, for a big body splash, but KnicKy dodges it just. King V slams into the turnbuckles hard as KnicKy wraps his arms around the waist of King V, looking for the german, but can’t manage to get the big man off his feet. King V breaks the hold from the champion and turns throwing a big right elbow; but KnicKy ducks it. KnicKy connects with two left hands and manages to connect with a DDT, into the centre of the ring. KnicKy nips up to his feet and looks down at King V, prone in the centre of the ring. KnicKy makes his way out onto the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle, looking for his diving headbutt when Adam Freeman interferes and pushes him down into the ring, slamming onto his back hard! Freeman steps into the ring to finish what he started, as Matthews steps in as well; racing across the ring stepping off the stomach of King V and tackling Freeman underneath the ropes to the outside. King V and KnicKy both start to stir in the ring as they get to their feet, and start to slug it out. KnicKy manages to connect with three left hands before he hits a face buster on King V, and takes the big man back to the canvas. KnicKy stumbles over to his corner, noticing with Finlay Jones still holding his ribs on the outside, that he has no one to tag. Patterson climbs into the ring and rushes KnicKy taking him down with a kick to the face, as he grabs King V and tries to drag him to his corner.
Kerry: Good god this has completely broken down this match! We have to get some order!
Finlay Jones asserts himself into the match as he slides into the ring and unloads some wild rights and lefts to his jaw, clotheslining him over the top rope to the outside. Finlay is caught offguard as Freeman slides back into the ring and dumps Finlay outside, over the top rope after him. Freeman notices King V in his corner and steps onto the apron, and makes a semi-legal tag into the match. Freeman rushes into the ring and grabs KnicKy, looking to take advantage of the situation and hits a quick reverse twist of fate, centre of the ring. The cover, and the two count. Freeman, getting clearly aggravated, grabs KnicKy and hoists him to his feet and hits a backstabber, again covering him for another two count. Freeman straddles the champion and unloads with some vicious rights and lefts, knocking the champion’s head side to side with no remorse. KnicKy manages to shove Freeman off him, and climbs to his feet painfully as Freeman just stalks him, waiting. He waits and finally goes for his finisher the Codebreaker on KnicKy, but is countered as KnicKy powerbombs him to the canvas. King V gets back up to his feet, as William Matthews slides into the ring. King V goes after KnicKy but is slammed into by Matthews who delivers clubbing forearms to the side of the body and head of King V, trying desperately to keep him away from the legal man. Finlay Jones climbs into the ring and helps Matthews delivering clubbing blows to King V, pushing him against the ropes. KnicKy gets to his feet, a little unsteady as Freeman pulls himself to his in the corner. KnicKy rushes his challenger and delivers a big boot to his stomach, as the two continue to slug it out in the corner; Finlay and William managing to dump King V over the top rope to the outside. King V manages to land on his feet as James Patterson runs into the ring at Jones and Matthews; who side step him and throw him over the top rope onto King V, who catches him with some ease. Finlay and William look at each other, and slingshot their bodies over the top rope to the outside and take King V and James Patterson to the mats below, all men going down and staying down.
KnicKy manages to get the upper hand in the corner, until Freeman shoves him into the middle of the ring and rushes him. KnicKy counters Freeman and hits a tilt-a-world backbreaker as he approaches him, and lifts him right back to his feet. He wastes no time and connects with the 47-15 in the centre of the ring, hooking both legs getting the three.
Lane: I can't believe it what a night! First HavoK returns, now we have our champion pinning the MITB holder.
Hart: I don't know why you are happy about neither of them.
***COMMERCIAL***
We return and we see the IC Champion CMS standing already in the middle of the ring.
Lane: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen and standing in the ring is...
Hart: Standing in the ring Kerry is the best champion the IWF has ever, ever seen!
Lane: Yeah, right.
CMS: For those of you wondering why I didn't make my usual entrance and gave all my fans a chance to go wild cheering me, that's one explanation for it. That's just not me. I am down to earth, I am that blue collar son of a bitch who...
Crowd starts booing.
CMS: Who arrives to this arena first, and is the last one to leave. Why? Because I love this company. And that, and only because of that, is why I don't need a fancy entrance to get all of your respect and admiration.
Crowd boos again.
CMS: But there's one family who just desists to accept that I am better than them, that desist to give metheir respect and desist to give me their admiration, and that is, along with my good friend TOK, the Fox family!
Crowd boos.
CMS: Let's see, there's Val Fox, the bitch whose lip gloss I still can't wipe out of my own lips, and, ohh, well, there's also...
Music hits and Ryan Fox appears at the top of the stage. He drops into a crouch and scans the crowd. He jumps back to his feet and salutes the ring, and saunters down the ramp. He reaches the ring, slides in under the bottom rope and stares daggers at CMS.
CMS: Hey nice music punk, nice entrance, did it came with...
Fox: Shut up, please, just shut up.
Crowd cheers.
Fox: Seriously, I don't know when exactly this started, if it was either when you cried out the words "I Quit" like the bitch you are...
CMS: Let me remind you, I won that match.
Fox: Oh yeah, "James got a gun!", nice rip off by the way. Well, either that, or maybe it was my sister who knocked you restless.
CMS gets mad at this last comment, but before he can say anything, Ryan continues speaking.
Fox: Now, if you ask me, if you can't beat my sister, I don't know why we are having this protocol match in the first place, but meh, one sweat drop more, one sweat drop less, I am still winning that belt. But what has me truly intrigued is the fact that, in the marquee for tonight there was advertised a confrontation between you and I, and let's be honest, you are behind that, but instead of you and me confrontating, I find you out here running your stinking mouth yelling some nonsense.
CMS: Are you though? Ok, in that case, let me explain you why you are out here, because yes, I am behind this little face off, and it's just to give you a little inside for our match on Sunday.
Fox: What do you mean?
CMS: Well let's see, since I know I am beating you, because quite frankly, Adam Freeman, Maggot, Lance Evans, Rick O'shea, hell, even TOK are all better than you, and all their names remain scripted as men that have failed to end my reign, so I figured I could throw something in there, you know, something extra, to make it more fun to me.
Crowd boos.
Fox: Oh here we go.
CMS: What?
Fox: You always find a way out CMS. Last time, you kidnapped my friend's wife, before that, you beat my sister into a bloody pulp. You have walked out of partners, pretended to be their friends, and all just to "add more fun into it".
CMS: You got me. What can I say? I am a really bad boy. But in this case, I really think you're going to enjoy this. You see, I looked back and I remembered how much fun I had listening to your sister Val Fox ask for mercy while I opened up that gash in her forehead.
Crowd boos.
CMS: And how fun it was to see the fear in her eyes when she had to get in the ring with me again. But what truly excited me the more was hearing TOK saying I Quit. So, I said, that you Ryan Fox, deserved nothing else but to ask for mercy, ask for the pain to stop and only the, only then, the match would end.
Fox: Let me guess, another I Quit Match. Your pals will come out, put a gun on my head and force me to quit.
CMS: Lovely scenario, but wrong. Nah, I want to see the pain in your face, I want to hear and feel you crawling away, escaping from the pain. I want you passing out from the pain, Ryan, I want you in a Submission Match!
Crowd pops.
Fox: And let me guess, that behemoth King V and James Patterson will come out and beat me up before our match?
CMS: Maybe, maybe, but they'll have to go over the Two Special Enforcers for our match.
Fox: What? Which special enforcers?
CMS: My God you're slow. The two enforcers, TOK and Matty Williams!
Crowd cheers.
CMS: You see, Matty Williams owes me big time. I covered his ass and thanks to him I had TOK breathing over my neck thanks to him running over his wife. You know, until I did something about TOK and well..to his wife but, that's for another conversation, and, well, TOK as enforcer basically before, like I told you, I really appreciate TOK, he's my deepest of friends, and I just know he wants a piece of Matt Williams, so while he makes sure nothing goes wrong with our match, nobody would care if he throws a punch or two to the other enforcer, you know what I'm saying?
Fox: You're sick, you truly are.
CMS: But you know, the only thing that has me worried is the physical state you will arrive to our match, I mean, after that gruesome attack you got on this show.
Fox: What...
Before Ryan can say anything, he gets hoisted from behind by King V, who had entered the ring, and Ryan gets connected by a Full Nelson Slam. King V then proceeds to repeatedly dash to the ropes, bounce back, and land over Ryan Fox with big splashes. He repeats this way of punishment five times, until finally from the mouth of Fox blood starts emanating.
CMS: I truly hope you recover Ryan. See you on Sunday.
CMS gets out of the ring with a smile on his face. King V is not over however as he picks Ryan Fox and nails him with a Samoan Drop. V then picks Fox again, lifts him over his own head and Military Presses him over the top rope and to the outside of the ring, having Ryan Fox land hard to the concrete floor on the outside.
Lane: I knew it, I knew that no good son of a bitch was up to something.
Hart: Of course he was. He's a genius! Did you hear the amazing match he just made for Collison Course!
Lane: My God, I just hope Ryan Fox takes the title away from that bastard.
***COMMERCIAL***
As Tattoo plays, Charlie Wayne runs out of the gate and stops at the top of the ramp. He looks at the packed arena then nods his head and jogs down the ramp. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope and bounces off the ropes. He stops in the middle of the ring and smiles raising his arms. He follows up by pounding his chest.
Lane: Charlie Wayne will be looking for some momentum here, going into Collision Course.
Hart: Um, so is everyone else tonight.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from San Diego, California, standing 6 ft 1 and weighing in at 245 lbs, Charlie Wayne!!!
The intro to Higher Ground starts and black and blue lights come across the arena. As the guitars of the song comes in, Charlie Titan walks through the curtain and the fans cheer. He throws up a devil horn sign with both hands. In the middle of the entrance ramp, red pyro shoots out from the floor. He makes his way to the ring, jumps in and makes the devil horns sign in the middle of the ring. He then poses on the turnbuckles and ropes making a T sign with his arms.
Hart: Let me guess: Charlie Titan will be looking for some momentum, heading into Collision Course?
Lane: Well, he will be.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Hollis, Queens, New York, standing 6 ft 3 and weighing in at 235 lbs, Charlie Titan!!!
Charlie Wayne vs Charlie Titan
The battle of the Charlies begins, as both men start to circle around the ring slowly. Neither wants to rush in, and make a mistake they’ll regret. They keep circling for a bit more, until they both slowly start to come forward, and engage in a lockup. Wayne quickly lowers his centre of gravity, then takes Titan over with an arm drag. Titan gets back to his feet showing a little frustration, but he does not want to do anything stupid. He looks at Wayne, before reaching over and locking up with him. Wayne smartly lowers his centre of gravity again, before taking Titan over with another arm drag. Titan gets back to his feet, clearly annoyed as he charges right at Wayne. Wayne is able to keep his control though, wrestling smart by taking him over with an arm drag and keeping hold of his arm. Titan fights back to his feet, and Wayne twists his arm over, then applies a wristlock. Titan struggles around a bit, then uses his strength to pull Wayne over and send him running across the ring. Wayne runs at the ropes, bounces off them, then gets taken down by a shoulder tackle from Titan. Titan sneers as he looks down at Wayne, before running off to the ropes. He bounces off the ropes, then goes over Wayne, who drops down flat on his belly. Titan bounces off the opposite ropes, then gets taken down with a drop toe hold from Wayne. Wayne then floats over, and grabs a side headlock. Titan quickly fights back up to his feet, then pushes Wayne off. Wayne runs at the ropes, then bounces off them, before taking Titan down with a big clothesline.
Hart: Wayne, turning it up already. Is it a bit early?
Lane: We’ll see.
Titan gets back up to his feet, and Wayne takes him down with another clothesline. Titan gets up yet again, only to be scooped up and slammed down by Wayne. Wayne then runs off to the ropes, bounces off them and goes for an elbow drop, which Titan is able to evade by rolling out of the way, leaving Wayne to crash down elbow first into the mat. Wayne pulls himself back up to his feet, and Titan boots him int he mid-section, causing him to double over. He then grabs Titan in front face lock, before getting him up in a delayed vertical suplex, looking to drop him with the Idolizer. Wayne is able to fall behind him though, then roll him up, 1...2...3.
Jessica Lock: Here is your winner, Charlie Wayne.
Wayne gets back to his feet, with a look of joy on his face. Titan stays on his knees, looking shocked.
Lane: I guess that’s what happens when you’re not prepared for your match.
Hart: What are you implying?
Lane: I think Titan was just a little lazy this week.
***COMMERCIAL***
Montana and two of his agents, one of whom the man from the previous week are in the ring. With them is a nice red carpet, a wooden table, two chairs on opposite sides, two microphones and a contract on the table. Montana is standing between the two men, as some generic music hits the speakers, and from behind the curtain comes Edward Redding, in a fine business suit.
Kerry: Well Josh, looks like it’s time for the contract signing between Edward Redding and Montana; for one last match at Collision Course!
Josh: I’m not going to say it’s on yet Kerry - we don’t know exactly why Montana’s out here. For all we know, he could be here to simply rub in the fact that he WONT be wrestling again.
Edward Redding steps into the ring and rearranges his suit, as Montana steps forward, looking out past him. Redding takes a seat on a chair, and invites Montana to sit across from him. Montana leans on the table, getting a little angered as Redding remains calm, again asking him to sit. Montana grabs a microphone.
Montana: Where da hell is dat cockroach, KnicKy!?
Redding grabs his own microphone, now standing.
Redding: Listen, Montana, he’s wrestled a match earlier and I didn’t want him out here. Frankly, he has bee-
Montana: -Frankly, Redding, you need him out here so we can sign this contract!
Redding: Montana, I’ve arranged so this can be signed by myself, on KnicKy’s beh-
Montana: -You know what, forget this!
Montana drops his microphone onto the desk as he turns to the men in suits and points to the steps, as they begin to shuffle over to the steps. Edward Redding tries to negotiate with Montana, who doesn’t take notice until KnicKy’s music hits the speakers! Montana stops in his tracks, a smile growing on his face as he stops the men in suits. They return to their positions in the ring as KnicKy makes his way onto the ramp; in old jeans, carrying his title on his shoulder. He appears to be sweaty from his match, however makes his way down to the ring, clapping some fans hands on the way. He steps into the ring to a roaring crowd, and looks at Redding, then at Montana. Montana, the devilish smile still on his face, goes ahead and takes a seat at his chair, as a smile grows on KnicKy’s face. Redding, with a slightly uncomfortable look on his face, turns the chair for KnicKy to sit. He sits down, and places his title to the side of the contract on the table.
Montana: I’m glad jou could make it amigo. For a second there, I thought jou were going to hide in da back.
KnicKy: What!? And miss this whole contract signing, so I get one last chance to kick your ass?
Montana and KnicKy both laugh at this, as Montana grabs the contract and looks over it a few times.
Montana: So, dis contract here, will allow me to wrestle one more match here in da IWF; against jou, in an unsanctioned match. It also says I will get all access to da backstage area, and will be free to interact with da superstars here on da IWF. Does that sound ok?
Montana hands over the contract to KnicKy, who glances through it briefly. He flicks through the pages a few times, and looks up at Montana.
KnicKy: Wait a minute. This isn’t a title match? Surely a man of your ... status Montana, would like a title shot! You don’t want a title shot?
Montana: Jou, just like all the other morons in the back, always obsess about da gold. Amigo, I’ve got enough gold to last me a lifetime! I don’t want to take jour gold too.
KnicKy: Whoever said you’d be taking it?
Montana gives KnicKy a sharp look, as he continues to look through the contract. He smiles and hands the contract back to Montana, handing him a pen afterwards.
Montana: Well amigo, I’m glad you seem ok with this all!
Montana looks at Redding as the two men walk to opposite ends of the table, one opening a briefcase and flicking through it. Montana leans back in his chair, holding the contract and pen in hand as the two men grab the table and throw it at KnicKy. KnicKy gets wiped off his chair and slams onto the mat as one of the men races over and grabs Redding, who tries to escape the ring. Montana stands as the other man grabs KnicKy and holds him by his head, as Montana walks over to them both.
Montana: Jou little cockaroaches think jou can just buy me out with one more match here in da IWF? When jou first approached me I wanted nothing to do with either of jou, but now I want to tear jou both to shreds! Luckily, I have my two associates here to do dat for me, and I stay fresh for my match at Collision Course!
Montana steps over to KnicKy and slaps him across the face, hard.
Montana: Dat way, amigo, I get to beat jour ass one more time, in front of the world! I wont be taking jour gold, I’ll be taking jour pride!
Montana laughs as he takes a step back, the man holding Redding lifts him onto his shoulders, and hits a backbreaker. Redding moans in pain as he is kicked from the ring by the man as Montana takes his pen and signs the contract, laughing. The boos only get louder as the man holding KnicKy flattens him with a DDT. Montana grabs the title off ring and looks at it, spitting on it with a sadistic smile on his face. The two men hoist KnicKy to his feet, the champion only semi-conscious as he is flattened once more by Montana, cracking him in the skull with the championship belt. Montana tosses the title at Edward Redding, as he turns his attention to the champion once more. KnicKy is seen clawing his way around the ring, clearly disorientated and confused, as a small trickle of blood rolls down his forehead. Montana grabs a microphone and squats down to him, his face turning red with anger.
Montana: Jou are pathetic! When Collision Course gets here, I cannot wait to take jou to hell! Jou want to try and buy me out!? I WILL make sure jou pay for it, you cockroach!
Montana stands up and looks around the ring, straightening himself out and settling down. His two associates grab the table and pick it up, centre of the ring. With sick smirks on their faces, Montana stands KnicKy up, and holds him steady. Montana shoves the near dead champion at the two men, who crack the table down across his skull, breaking the table in two and flattening the champion a third time. Montana walks over to him, as blood begins to cover KnicKy’s face from the table shot. Grabbing the contract, Montana looks down at KnicKy, a microphone in hand.
Montana: Well, since jou seem to be incapable to sign this, I suppose we’ll have to do it the hard way!
Montana smirks, and taking his pen leans down to the champion, digging the end of the pen into the open wound. KnicKy yells out in pain as Montana and the two men hold him down. Montana takes the pen, and writes on the contract in KnicKy’s blood. Afterwards, Montana stands and tosses the contract onto the now motionless KnicKy, and all three men exit the ring to deafening boos. Montana and the two men make their way backstage, as EMT’s rush down to the ring, tending to the champion whom has remained motionless the entire time.
End of the Show
CMS: Let's see, there's Val Fox, the bitch whose lip gloss I still can't wipe out of my own lips, and, ohh, well, there's also...
Music hits and Ryan Fox appears at the top of the stage. He drops into a crouch and scans the crowd. He jumps back to his feet and salutes the ring, and saunters down the ramp. He reaches the ring, slides in under the bottom rope and stares daggers at CMS.
CMS: Hey nice music punk, nice entrance, did it came with...
Fox: Shut up, please, just shut up.
Crowd cheers.
Fox: Seriously, I don't know when exactly this started, if it was either when you cried out the words "I Quit" like the bitch you are...
CMS: Let me remind you, I won that match.
Fox: Oh yeah, "James got a gun!", nice rip off by the way. Well, either that, or maybe it was my sister who knocked you restless.
CMS gets mad at this last comment, but before he can say anything, Ryan continues speaking.
Fox: Now, if you ask me, if you can't beat my sister, I don't know why we are having this protocol match in the first place, but meh, one sweat drop more, one sweat drop less, I am still winning that belt. But what has me truly intrigued is the fact that, in the marquee for tonight there was advertised a confrontation between you and I, and let's be honest, you are behind that, but instead of you and me confrontating, I find you out here running your stinking mouth yelling some nonsense.
CMS: Are you though? Ok, in that case, let me explain you why you are out here, because yes, I am behind this little face off, and it's just to give you a little inside for our match on Sunday.
Fox: What do you mean?
CMS: Well let's see, since I know I am beating you, because quite frankly, Adam Freeman, Maggot, Lance Evans, Rick O'shea, hell, even TOK are all better than you, and all their names remain scripted as men that have failed to end my reign, so I figured I could throw something in there, you know, something extra, to make it more fun to me.
Crowd boos.
Fox: Oh here we go.
CMS: What?
Fox: You always find a way out CMS. Last time, you kidnapped my friend's wife, before that, you beat my sister into a bloody pulp. You have walked out of partners, pretended to be their friends, and all just to "add more fun into it".
CMS: You got me. What can I say? I am a really bad boy. But in this case, I really think you're going to enjoy this. You see, I looked back and I remembered how much fun I had listening to your sister Val Fox ask for mercy while I opened up that gash in her forehead.
Crowd boos.
CMS: And how fun it was to see the fear in her eyes when she had to get in the ring with me again. But what truly excited me the more was hearing TOK saying I Quit. So, I said, that you Ryan Fox, deserved nothing else but to ask for mercy, ask for the pain to stop and only the, only then, the match would end.
Fox: Let me guess, another I Quit Match. Your pals will come out, put a gun on my head and force me to quit.
CMS: Lovely scenario, but wrong. Nah, I want to see the pain in your face, I want to hear and feel you crawling away, escaping from the pain. I want you passing out from the pain, Ryan, I want you in a Submission Match!
Crowd pops.
Fox: And let me guess, that behemoth King V and James Patterson will come out and beat me up before our match?
CMS: Maybe, maybe, but they'll have to go over the Two Special Enforcers for our match.
Fox: What? Which special enforcers?
CMS: My God you're slow. The two enforcers, TOK and Matty Williams!
Crowd cheers.
CMS: You see, Matty Williams owes me big time. I covered his ass and thanks to him I had TOK breathing over my neck thanks to him running over his wife. You know, until I did something about TOK and well..to his wife but, that's for another conversation, and, well, TOK as enforcer basically before, like I told you, I really appreciate TOK, he's my deepest of friends, and I just know he wants a piece of Matt Williams, so while he makes sure nothing goes wrong with our match, nobody would care if he throws a punch or two to the other enforcer, you know what I'm saying?
Fox: You're sick, you truly are.
CMS: But you know, the only thing that has me worried is the physical state you will arrive to our match, I mean, after that gruesome attack you got on this show.
Fox: What...
Before Ryan can say anything, he gets hoisted from behind by King V, who had entered the ring, and Ryan gets connected by a Full Nelson Slam. King V then proceeds to repeatedly dash to the ropes, bounce back, and land over Ryan Fox with big splashes. He repeats this way of punishment five times, until finally from the mouth of Fox blood starts emanating.
CMS: I truly hope you recover Ryan. See you on Sunday.
CMS gets out of the ring with a smile on his face. King V is not over however as he picks Ryan Fox and nails him with a Samoan Drop. V then picks Fox again, lifts him over his own head and Military Presses him over the top rope and to the outside of the ring, having Ryan Fox land hard to the concrete floor on the outside.
Lane: I knew it, I knew that no good son of a bitch was up to something.
Hart: Of course he was. He's a genius! Did you hear the amazing match he just made for Collison Course!
Lane: My God, I just hope Ryan Fox takes the title away from that bastard.
***COMMERCIAL***
As Tattoo plays, Charlie Wayne runs out of the gate and stops at the top of the ramp. He looks at the packed arena then nods his head and jogs down the ramp. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope and bounces off the ropes. He stops in the middle of the ring and smiles raising his arms. He follows up by pounding his chest.
Lane: Charlie Wayne will be looking for some momentum here, going into Collision Course.
Hart: Um, so is everyone else tonight.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from San Diego, California, standing 6 ft 1 and weighing in at 245 lbs, Charlie Wayne!!!
The intro to Higher Ground starts and black and blue lights come across the arena. As the guitars of the song comes in, Charlie Titan walks through the curtain and the fans cheer. He throws up a devil horn sign with both hands. In the middle of the entrance ramp, red pyro shoots out from the floor. He makes his way to the ring, jumps in and makes the devil horns sign in the middle of the ring. He then poses on the turnbuckles and ropes making a T sign with his arms.
Hart: Let me guess: Charlie Titan will be looking for some momentum, heading into Collision Course?
Lane: Well, he will be.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Hollis, Queens, New York, standing 6 ft 3 and weighing in at 235 lbs, Charlie Titan!!!
Charlie Wayne vs Charlie Titan
The battle of the Charlies begins, as both men start to circle around the ring slowly. Neither wants to rush in, and make a mistake they’ll regret. They keep circling for a bit more, until they both slowly start to come forward, and engage in a lockup. Wayne quickly lowers his centre of gravity, then takes Titan over with an arm drag. Titan gets back to his feet showing a little frustration, but he does not want to do anything stupid. He looks at Wayne, before reaching over and locking up with him. Wayne smartly lowers his centre of gravity again, before taking Titan over with another arm drag. Titan gets back to his feet, clearly annoyed as he charges right at Wayne. Wayne is able to keep his control though, wrestling smart by taking him over with an arm drag and keeping hold of his arm. Titan fights back to his feet, and Wayne twists his arm over, then applies a wristlock. Titan struggles around a bit, then uses his strength to pull Wayne over and send him running across the ring. Wayne runs at the ropes, bounces off them, then gets taken down by a shoulder tackle from Titan. Titan sneers as he looks down at Wayne, before running off to the ropes. He bounces off the ropes, then goes over Wayne, who drops down flat on his belly. Titan bounces off the opposite ropes, then gets taken down with a drop toe hold from Wayne. Wayne then floats over, and grabs a side headlock. Titan quickly fights back up to his feet, then pushes Wayne off. Wayne runs at the ropes, then bounces off them, before taking Titan down with a big clothesline.
Hart: Wayne, turning it up already. Is it a bit early?
Lane: We’ll see.
Titan gets back up to his feet, and Wayne takes him down with another clothesline. Titan gets up yet again, only to be scooped up and slammed down by Wayne. Wayne then runs off to the ropes, bounces off them and goes for an elbow drop, which Titan is able to evade by rolling out of the way, leaving Wayne to crash down elbow first into the mat. Wayne pulls himself back up to his feet, and Titan boots him int he mid-section, causing him to double over. He then grabs Titan in front face lock, before getting him up in a delayed vertical suplex, looking to drop him with the Idolizer. Wayne is able to fall behind him though, then roll him up, 1...2...3.
Jessica Lock: Here is your winner, Charlie Wayne.
Wayne gets back to his feet, with a look of joy on his face. Titan stays on his knees, looking shocked.
Lane: I guess that’s what happens when you’re not prepared for your match.
Hart: What are you implying?
Lane: I think Titan was just a little lazy this week.
***COMMERCIAL***
Montana and two of his agents, one of whom the man from the previous week are in the ring. With them is a nice red carpet, a wooden table, two chairs on opposite sides, two microphones and a contract on the table. Montana is standing between the two men, as some generic music hits the speakers, and from behind the curtain comes Edward Redding, in a fine business suit.
Kerry: Well Josh, looks like it’s time for the contract signing between Edward Redding and Montana; for one last match at Collision Course!
Josh: I’m not going to say it’s on yet Kerry - we don’t know exactly why Montana’s out here. For all we know, he could be here to simply rub in the fact that he WONT be wrestling again.
Edward Redding steps into the ring and rearranges his suit, as Montana steps forward, looking out past him. Redding takes a seat on a chair, and invites Montana to sit across from him. Montana leans on the table, getting a little angered as Redding remains calm, again asking him to sit. Montana grabs a microphone.
Montana: Where da hell is dat cockroach, KnicKy!?
Redding grabs his own microphone, now standing.
Redding: Listen, Montana, he’s wrestled a match earlier and I didn’t want him out here. Frankly, he has bee-
Montana: -Frankly, Redding, you need him out here so we can sign this contract!
Redding: Montana, I’ve arranged so this can be signed by myself, on KnicKy’s beh-
Montana: -You know what, forget this!
Montana drops his microphone onto the desk as he turns to the men in suits and points to the steps, as they begin to shuffle over to the steps. Edward Redding tries to negotiate with Montana, who doesn’t take notice until KnicKy’s music hits the speakers! Montana stops in his tracks, a smile growing on his face as he stops the men in suits. They return to their positions in the ring as KnicKy makes his way onto the ramp; in old jeans, carrying his title on his shoulder. He appears to be sweaty from his match, however makes his way down to the ring, clapping some fans hands on the way. He steps into the ring to a roaring crowd, and looks at Redding, then at Montana. Montana, the devilish smile still on his face, goes ahead and takes a seat at his chair, as a smile grows on KnicKy’s face. Redding, with a slightly uncomfortable look on his face, turns the chair for KnicKy to sit. He sits down, and places his title to the side of the contract on the table.
Montana: I’m glad jou could make it amigo. For a second there, I thought jou were going to hide in da back.
KnicKy: What!? And miss this whole contract signing, so I get one last chance to kick your ass?
Montana and KnicKy both laugh at this, as Montana grabs the contract and looks over it a few times.
Montana: So, dis contract here, will allow me to wrestle one more match here in da IWF; against jou, in an unsanctioned match. It also says I will get all access to da backstage area, and will be free to interact with da superstars here on da IWF. Does that sound ok?
Montana hands over the contract to KnicKy, who glances through it briefly. He flicks through the pages a few times, and looks up at Montana.
KnicKy: Wait a minute. This isn’t a title match? Surely a man of your ... status Montana, would like a title shot! You don’t want a title shot?
Montana: Jou, just like all the other morons in the back, always obsess about da gold. Amigo, I’ve got enough gold to last me a lifetime! I don’t want to take jour gold too.
KnicKy: Whoever said you’d be taking it?
Montana gives KnicKy a sharp look, as he continues to look through the contract. He smiles and hands the contract back to Montana, handing him a pen afterwards.
Montana: Well amigo, I’m glad you seem ok with this all!
Montana looks at Redding as the two men walk to opposite ends of the table, one opening a briefcase and flicking through it. Montana leans back in his chair, holding the contract and pen in hand as the two men grab the table and throw it at KnicKy. KnicKy gets wiped off his chair and slams onto the mat as one of the men races over and grabs Redding, who tries to escape the ring. Montana stands as the other man grabs KnicKy and holds him by his head, as Montana walks over to them both.
Montana: Jou little cockaroaches think jou can just buy me out with one more match here in da IWF? When jou first approached me I wanted nothing to do with either of jou, but now I want to tear jou both to shreds! Luckily, I have my two associates here to do dat for me, and I stay fresh for my match at Collision Course!
Montana steps over to KnicKy and slaps him across the face, hard.
Montana: Dat way, amigo, I get to beat jour ass one more time, in front of the world! I wont be taking jour gold, I’ll be taking jour pride!
Montana laughs as he takes a step back, the man holding Redding lifts him onto his shoulders, and hits a backbreaker. Redding moans in pain as he is kicked from the ring by the man as Montana takes his pen and signs the contract, laughing. The boos only get louder as the man holding KnicKy flattens him with a DDT. Montana grabs the title off ring and looks at it, spitting on it with a sadistic smile on his face. The two men hoist KnicKy to his feet, the champion only semi-conscious as he is flattened once more by Montana, cracking him in the skull with the championship belt. Montana tosses the title at Edward Redding, as he turns his attention to the champion once more. KnicKy is seen clawing his way around the ring, clearly disorientated and confused, as a small trickle of blood rolls down his forehead. Montana grabs a microphone and squats down to him, his face turning red with anger.
Montana: Jou are pathetic! When Collision Course gets here, I cannot wait to take jou to hell! Jou want to try and buy me out!? I WILL make sure jou pay for it, you cockroach!
Montana stands up and looks around the ring, straightening himself out and settling down. His two associates grab the table and pick it up, centre of the ring. With sick smirks on their faces, Montana stands KnicKy up, and holds him steady. Montana shoves the near dead champion at the two men, who crack the table down across his skull, breaking the table in two and flattening the champion a third time. Montana walks over to him, as blood begins to cover KnicKy’s face from the table shot. Grabbing the contract, Montana looks down at KnicKy, a microphone in hand.
Montana: Well, since jou seem to be incapable to sign this, I suppose we’ll have to do it the hard way!
Montana smirks, and taking his pen leans down to the champion, digging the end of the pen into the open wound. KnicKy yells out in pain as Montana and the two men hold him down. Montana takes the pen, and writes on the contract in KnicKy’s blood. Afterwards, Montana stands and tosses the contract onto the now motionless KnicKy, and all three men exit the ring to deafening boos. Montana and the two men make their way backstage, as EMT’s rush down to the ring, tending to the champion whom has remained motionless the entire time.
End of the Show