Xtreme Championship Wrestling is proud to present:
XCW: Full Throttle
LIVE from the Phillips Arena in Atlanta, Georgia
The Phillips Arena in Atlanta Georgia is packed to the brim with men, women, and children, all waiting anxiously for the beginning of tonight's show. As the camera pans around the arena, cheers fill the air and the crowd realizes that they are on television. Many of them stand and begins cheering loudly as they hold up signs with witty and comical comments. Some fans are stunned momentarily as a large barrage of bright white fireworks ignites the sky above the blue ring in the center of the building. Machinegun like explosions last for a few seconds as the camera shows multiple viewpoints of the impressive display.
JR: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Phillips Arena in Atlanta, Georgia as XCW brings you live wrestling action like you have never seen before! I'm Jim Ross and I’m here with my long time friend and broadcast partner, Jerry "The King" Lawler. King, just the other night we got the pleasure and honor of calling the second pay per view in the history of this young, but successful company, and I gotta say that it was everything that we hoped for and more!
King: It was a great night of excitement and intrigue. In all my years of being in this business, Breaking Point was one of the most memorable and entertaining nights I have been able to participate in. It was a roller coaster ride for the ages, and it is going to be interesting to see what happens tonight as the fall out of Breaking Point settles around us.
JR: Well, fans, we are going to fill you in on all the news and let you know what happened at Breaking Point, but first we are going to get thrown right into the action as Finlay is set to take on Santino Marella in a contest to determine whether Italy or Ireland has produced the better athelete.
King: My money is on Finlay. He is just too experienced and Santino is, well, a talentless, loudmouthed idiot.
JR: Strong words from King as we take you to the ring for tonight's first matchup!
MATCH 1: Finlay vs. Santino Marella
Santino remains in his corner as the bell rings, posing confidently as Finlay hunches over in a defensive posture and gebins moving toward him. Santino holds one hand out in a 'stop' motion and leans over the top rope motioning for a microphone as the ref seems a bit confused.
Santino Marella: You wait-a just-a moment, Meeester Finlady! A few weeks ago I came-a out here and-a put a serious-a whoopin' on the-a American-a Dragon-a...Meeester Daniel's son. Now-a I know you are a pretty-a strong-a man, Meeeester Finlady, but-a you, sir, are not-a a DRAGON-A! So, this-a is a your chance to-a get outta mah ring-a and avoid me giving you-a the hurt-a!
Finlay motions for Marella to put down the microphone and Marella looks at him with an unsure expression.
Santino Marella: You-a still want me to-a give you-a the hurt-a eh!? Ok, Meeester Finlady...you asked for-a eeet! I'm-a gonna give you-a the hurt-a of you-a lifetime-a! You-a just wait and see-a you son-a mah gun!
Santino tosses he microphone to the mat and holds both his fists up in a defensive posture as Finlay comes at him. Santino ducks a grapple technique and spins around behind Finlay, again posing as if he just took down Goliath. He mimics a trombone player for a moment, and is caught fully off guard as Finlay lays him out with a lariat clothesline.
JR: OH MY, KING! Santino almost lost his head there! Finlay seems to have had enough from Santino as he just hit control-alt-delete on his head!
King: ...what?
JR: Control-alt-delete...you know! Like on a comput...
King: Yeah, I know what it is...but how did...never mind.
Finlay locks on a headlock and begins to wear down the Italian as he turns Santino's head awkwardly. Finlay stands as Santino gets to his feet and tries to get a footing that will allow him to get out of the move. Santino backs into the corner and hammers an elbow back into Finlay's gut. Finlay releases the hold, grabbing his abdomen, and Santino turns to face him. Santino kicks him in the knee and then drives home a back elbow. Finlay's head rocks backward, but it stuns him momentarily as he scoops Santino up and slams him down hard with a scoop slam. Finlay drops a knee down into Santino's shoulder and then stands over his prey like a stalking tiger. Finlay pulls Marella up to his feet and tosses him across the ring into the turnbuckle. Santino slams back-first into the corner and gasps in pain as he stumbles forward and grabs his lower back. Finlay lifts him up and drops down into a sidewalk slam.
JR: Finlay getting the upper hand early in this bout as Santino might have bitten off a bit more than he can chew! What does Santino need to do to get back in this match, King?
King: 
HA!
Finlay wraps Santino's arm back and around his own head in a contorted position, putting a heavy strain on the shoulder. Finlay sits down, pushing his weight toward the mat as Santino sits up and tries to break the hold. Finlay man handles Santino back to his rear end as Finlay pulls the arm out of place. Finlay soon releases the hold and yanks Santino up to his feet by the same arm. Finlay pulls the arm forcefully and drives his shoulder into Santino's as Santino accepts the blow and falls to his back clutching his wounded shoulder. Finlay attempts a pinfall: 1...2...kick-out!
JR: Finlay really controlling the pace thus far in this match, I wonder how Bryan Danielson feels about Finlay's dismantling of Santino?
King: While it is true that Danielson and Santino have had some...disagreements...in the past weeks, I really doubt that Bryan puts much thought into Santino at all. Danielson considers himself the greatest wrestler on the face of the planet, and as yet, here in XCW, he has yet to be proven wrong on that point!
Finlay slings Santino across the ring and bends over for a back body drop, but it is telegraphed and Santino takes advantage by slamming his boot up into Santino's chest.
King: A rare mistake by the usually technically sound Finlay, but can Santino take control?
Santino drives Finlay's head into the mat with a DDT and goes for a pinfall, but Finlay immediately tosses him off his chest and stands. Santino charges at Finlay, but Finlay boots him hard in the gut and sets him up for the Celtic Cross! Finlay falls backward driving Santino into the mat in a lifeless heap of sweat and musky Italian cologne before going for the pin to cheers from the crowd: 1...2...3!
WINNER: Finlay!
King: It seems that Santino needs to reconsider his offensive scheme if he is ever going to get anywhere in XCW. He has continued to show little to no attack power in each match, whether if be to his own lack of preparation, or that he is simply not as good as his opponents!
JR: I'm sure he would disagree with you, King. Let's head backstage to "Mean" Gene who is standing by with the new XCW Cruiserweight Champion...Kaz!
The camera changes to show "Mean" Gene Okerlund in his usual tuxedo with a microphone in hand. He is standing backstage in a small room with a couch and some shrubs in the background. He smiles as the camera pans back to show Kaz standing next to him. Kaz wears blue jeans with white paint spatter on them, along with a vermillion red button up shirt that is unbuttoned at the collar. His hair is pulled back into a ponytail and he has a dark pair of sunglasses proped up on his head. The XCW Cruiserweight Championship title is drapped neatly over his shoulder and he holds it there with his opposite hand.
Gene Okerlund: Greetings, folks. I'm joined tonight by none other than the new XCW Cruiserweight Champion, Kaz. Kaz, congratulations on your victory at Breaking Point! We sure are glad to have you back with us as you just recently suffered an injury that could have ended your career. How does it feel to be injured and then turn around and in a matter of weeks become the new XCW Cruiserweight Champion?
Kaz: Well, Gene, it feels good. I did suffer a neck injury that laid me up for a few weeks, and that occured in my match with Petey Williams at Tabula Rasa, but I knew after that match that I could beat Petey, and all I needed was another chance. I went through some pretty intense physical therapy and the doctors said my speedy recovery was a miracle. My injury should have put me out of action for months they said, but some how I managed to shake it off and get medically cleared in only three weeks. Now I am standing on top of hte world as the champ, and things couldn't be better! It's been a real roller coaster ride, Gene.
Gene Okerlund: There has been some talk around the locker room as to who the next challenger for the Cruiserweight title will be. A relatively newcomer, Evan Bourne, has been taking the XCW world by storm as he has had a few good showings in the past few weeks. Would you be interested in facing off against "Air" Bourne?
Kaz considers the question for a moment, and smiles as he answers.
Kaz: Evan is a tremendously talented youth. His recent work has been exceptional and if Mr. Hogan and Mr. Bischoff feel that he deserves a title shot, I'm willing to give it to him. He has earned it and I think we could have one hell of a match!
Suddenly, Evan Bourne steps onto the set and looks upward at Kaz with a big grin on his face. Kaz looks over at him and rubs his chin for a moment with his hand. Gene tries to recove from the sudden addition.
Gene Okerlund: Well...um...here is Evan Bourne!
The fans applaud in the arena for Evan as he makes himself comfortable in the camera's view. He wears jeans and a black tee shirt with red stripes on it.
Evan Bourne: You really mean that, Kaz?
Kaz: 'Course I do. If Mr. Hogan and Mr. Bischoff are all right with it, I’d be honored to defend my title against you. But don't get your hopes up, kid. I plan on holding on to this strap for quite some time...and one week doesn't cut it.
The two men continue to glare at one another with an unthreatening, but competitive look on their faces. XCW goes to commercial break.
MATCH 4: Kofi Kingston and Billy Kidman vs. The Miz and John Morrison
Kofi starts off the match against the Miz and stands in his unique readied stance as Miz slowly works his way across the ring toward him. Miz comes in, but Kofi slides out of the way and lands a light right hook on his head, testing his defenses. Miz shrugs off the blow and comes back at Kofi with a sweep to his forward leg. Kofi trips backwards, but redirects his momentum and locks a side head lock onto Miz. Miz reaches up and tries to pry open Kofi's arms as Kofi forces Miz into the neutral corner. Kofi releases the hold as the ref begins to count him out. Miz backs away, but not before landing a vicious back elbow into Kofi's stomach. Kofi doubles over and Miz slings him into the opposite neutral corner. Kofi slams into the corner, and Miz follows up with a running forearm shot. Kofi ducks under the blow and runs across the ring back to the initial corner. Miz attempts to follow, but is caught off guard as Kofi leaps off the middle turnbuckle and nails a flying cross body that sends both men to the mat. Kofi goes for the early pinfall: 1...Morrison breaks the pin!
The ref pushes Morrison back out of the ring as Kofi pulls Miz up to his feet. Miz leaps and hits an enziguiri to the back of the head of Kofi. Kofi stumbles, but does not fall as Miz sweeps his legs out from under him forcing him to do so. Miz stands and tags in John Morrison. Morrison stomps Kofi on the chest before yanking him up into a seated chin lock with his knee firmly in the center of Kofi's back. Morrison's cocky smiles causes him to get booed by the fans in the front row as Kofi struggles to unlock the hold. Kidman pounds the turnbuckle with his fists trying to get the crowd behind Kofi as Morrison yells
"Shut up!" from the middle of the ring. Morrison releases the hold and pulls Kofi back into his corner. He twists Kofi's arm and holds it in place as he tags in Miz. Miz goes to kick Kofi in his exposed ribs, but Kofi does a surprising back flip, countering the arm lock, then hits a sweep kick to the attacking Miz's legs, and simultaneously hits a arm drag take down on Morrison!
JR: Whoa! What an impressive counter by Kofi! That just goes to how talented the roster here at XCW is. Kofi Kingston is a young and exciting wrestler and I think you are looking at a future champion in the making, folks!
Kofi pounds his fist on his chest as he leaps to his feet, revived. The fans cheer as Kofi motions for Morrison to get up. Morrison stands, unaffected, and catches a huge leaping drop kick from the Jamaican Sensation. Morrison drops to the mat and Kofi goes to tag in Billy Kidman. Billy gets in the ring and immediately goes on the offense by dropping his knee on Morrison’s leg. Morrison clutches the leg in agony as Kidman follows up with an elbow drop across his chest. Kidman pulls Morrison up by his head and applies a front face lock before driving him down into the mat with a double-under-hook DDT. Kidman goes for a pinfall: 1...2...kick-out.
Kidman grabs Morrison' arm and drags him away from the Miz and out into the middle of the ring. Kidman lifts Morrison up, but Morrison counters the oncoming attack with a back body drop. Billy slams onto the mat and rises quickly, but Morrison stomps him in the shoulder as he tries to rise. Kidman stumbles backward as Morrison turns and leaps toward Miz, tagging him in. Miz charges across the ring toward the again rising Kidman, and drops him with a stiff clothesline. Miz continues forward and hits a double axe handle on Kofi. Kofi stumbles off the ring apron and lands on the floor outside the ring. Miz pulls Kidman up into a neutral position and considers his next attack. Miz drives his knee up into Billy's stomach and then goes to hit a falling neck breaker, but Kidman pushes off and hits a beautiful standing drop kick that sends Miz over the top rope and out of the ring near Kofi Kingston. Morrison leaps into the ring and charges Kidman from behind, but Kidman ducks his attack and catches him on the rebound with an atomic drop. Kofi attacks Miz outside the ring with a flurry of fists, and then hits a hard leaping spin kick that drops him on his back. Kidman grabs Morrison by the head and tosses him over the top rope next to Miz as the crowd cheers.
King: Good teamwork from Kofi and Billy here. I'm impressed as this is the first time these two men have ever worked together before!
Miz and Morrison both rise slowly as Kofi watches, waiting for his next opening. Kidman leans over the top rope and motions for Kofi to roll Miz into the ring so he can finish the match. The ref counts slowly as Kofi slings Miz into the ring. Kidman tells Kofi to handle the rising Morrison, but out of no where Morrison leaps up and grabs his head then falls back to the floor causing Kidman to slam his throat down on the top rope. Kofi attacks Morrison, but The Miz regains the upper hand inside the ring with a belly to back fall-away slam. Miz pulls Kidman to his feet and hits the Reality Check as Kofi tries to interrupt the pinfall attempt: 1...2...3!
WINNERS: The Miz and John Morrison!
JR: So close for Kofi and Billy there. I was really pulling for them to get the win there, and they almost had it!
King: It sure was an impressive performance from this team, but not enough to best the team of Morrison and Miz. I would like to see a rematch as this was a great performance by everyone involved.
Suddenly all the lights in the arena go down as Raven walks out onto the entrance ramp and slowly walks to the ring. He passes Kofi and Billy Kidman leaving the ring and stares angrily at both of them as they clutch their abdomens in pain. He gets into the ring and takes a microphone from a ring worker before slumping into the corner in his usual position. The lights remain low as he waits for the crowd to stop booing and talking before he speaks.
Raven: Kennedy, I was milliseconds away from leaping down onto a chair that was wrapped around the neck of Jeff Hardy. I was moments away from ending the career of the ... 'charismatic enigma.' I was a heartbeat...a breathe away from injuring him and giving myself the chance to put you away and claim the prize that rightfully belongs to me...Raven. But instead of allowing what is enevitable to occur, you had to tempt fate and stop me. You drew my attention, and therefore my wrath, and because of that I was distracted from completing my task and fulfilling my destiny as the XCW No-Limits Champion. A near-sighted mistake on my part...and I assure you that it won't happen again. The next time the opportunity presents itself...I will finish what I started at Breaking Point, and snap the neck, the body, and the will of Jeff Hardy AND you, Ken Kennedy, and ascend the throne that is the No-Limits title. And the wonderful thing about all this is...the only person that knows when that time will come...is me...Raven.
Raven tosses the mic down and pulls himself up to his feet using the corners of the turnbuckle. He throws one leg under the top rope and slides out of the ring before slunking down the entry ramp to a quited audience, interrupted by the occasional boo. Suddenly, Kennedy's music hits as he struts out onto the entrance ramp with the No-Limits title hanging over his shoulder and Mic in hand.
Ken Kennedy: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOYS AND GIRLS, CHILDREN OF ALL AGES, YES, THE TIME HAS COME FOR THE XCW NO-LIMITS CHAMPION MEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDYYYYYYYYYYYYY! Raven, you lousy emo-school drop out, lice infested, played with momma's make-up as a child and can't break the habit piece of garbage. I whipped your ass up...and down...and then back up again at Breaking Point, including putting you through a table from the top of the ladder and cracking you in your thick skull with a chair...and you STILL didn't get the memo!? Let me put it to you in your own words: "WHAT ABOUT RAVEN!?"
Raven looks angrily at Kennedy, but doesn't move toward him at all as he holds his arms out.
Raven: What about me?
Ken Kennedy: NOT A DAMN THING! Raven, you are irrelevant and even you know it, otherwise you wouldn't keep repeating that catchphrase of yours. Now, I proved at Breaking Point that you can't hold your own in the ring with me, and I wanted to come out here and inform you personally that you will NEVER...EVER...ever ever ever EVER...get another shot at MY No-Limits title again. So quit crying, and start focusing on your next endeavor...falling to the bottom of the XCW roster until they finally wise up and get rid of your useless ass!
Kennedy's music hits again as he smiles cockily and leaves the entrance ramp and Raven. Raven clutches his fists angrily as he follows after him slowly with his head down.
JR: Strong words there by the No-Limits champ, Ken Kennedy. The one X-factor in this whole situation is how will the former champ, Jeff Hardy react to these transpirings? He surely won't sit back and let by-gones be by-gones.
King: I have known Hardy a long time, and I'm sure he will have something to say about Kennedy's ramblings. But, it may be conveyed through a boot to the gut and Twist of Fate if I'm not mistaken!
-A recap of Breaking Point is shown on the jumbotron and then it segues into a promo for the next XCW PPV: Requiem. XCW goes to commercial break.
MATCH 3 (For the United States Championship): AJ Styles [c] vs. Batista
Batista and AJ slap hands as a sign of respect to each other as they circle the ring measuring their opponent. Batista locks arms with AJ and powers him back into the corner of the ring. AJ holds his hands up in resignation as the ref forces Batista off of him. Batista runs his thumb across his own nose as he backs up and considers his next attack. AJ hunches over in a defensive posture as he moves forward.
JR: Just as we expected here, King. Batista is going to attempt to use his superior size and power in order to mandhandle the smaller AJ Styles. AJ is really going to need to use his speed and dexterity as well as endurance in order to pull off a win against Batista.
King: I really think that if AJ manages to defend his title tonight, it will be an upset. Batista is the superior athelete in this matchup if you ask me and I don't see how AJ can pull this off.
JR: AJ has defeated bigger men than this before. He is an impressive athelete to be sure, but I agree with you, Batista definately has the upper hand in this matchup.
AJ hits a drop toe hold on Batista and converts the attack into a hammerlock on the downed Batista. Batista rises, but AJ maintains the hold. Batista spins around, countering the move, and attempts to reverse it. AJ performs a standing back flip, countering the reversal, and the kicks Batista in the ribs. The attack seems to only anger Batista as Batista hits a solid lariat clothesline. AJ bounds off the mat and jumps back to his feet, but Batista comes at him forcefully with another clothesline. AJ ducks and rebounds off the opposite ropes as Batista does the same. The two men converge in mid ring and Batista takes the advantage by using his strength again and nailing AJ with a stiff shoulder block. AJ hits the mat, but does not rebound as quickly as before. Batista reaches down and lifts him up to his feet. AJ comes to and runs to the ropes, returning with a running forearm shot that rocks Batista backwards. AJ hits the ropes again and nails another forearm, further teetering the Animal. AJ tries the attack again, but Batista figures AJ out and slams him down with an powerslam that shakes the ring. Pinfall attempt: 1...kick-out!
JR: AJ looking to be in trouble already...
Batista drags AJ to his feet again and prepares a supex. As Batista lifts AJ, AJ flips over behind his back and counters the attack. Batista turns, but catches a boot to the top of the head as AJ leaps into the air landing his patented 'Pele' kick. Batista rocks backward on his heels, but still doesn't fall as AJ stands and charges him. AJ hits a running dropkick that knocks Batista back into the corner. Batista struggles to remain on his feet as he shakes his head in an attempt to clear the cobwebs. AJ leaps up to the middle turnbuckle and holds his fist closed over Batista's head. AJ drives the fist into Batista's head as hte crowd chants:
1!
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3!
4!
5!
6!
The ref tries to get AJ off of Batista, but Batista fights back as he lifts AJ into the powerbomb setup!
JR: AJ IS IN TROUBLE! Could this be the Batista bomb!?
King: I think it is! Its over!
AJ struggles to regain his balance as Batista lurches forward holding him up. Batista lifts him up, but AJ wisely flips backward into a hurricanrana that flips Batista over and onto his back.
JR: GREAT awareness there by AJ Styles. That was about as close as you can come to a Batista Bomb without being left unconcious in the middle of the ring!
Batista gets up quickly as the hurricanrana did little in the way of damage. AJ crouches over and prepares for the angry onslaught of the Animal. Batista charges him and lowers his shoulder attempting a spear, but AJ leaps over him sending him shoulder first into the steel ring corner! The fans cheer as AJ watches the train wreck, then considers his next action. AJ pulls Batista out of the corner as Batista grabs his shoulder in serious pain. AJ pulls Batista to the middle of the ring and slings him to the ropes as he bounds off the opposite ropes. AJ returns, but has a look of shock on his face as Batista lifts him with his injured shoulder arm and slams him on his back!
King: Oh my! Batista could have seriously injured that shoulder, yet he still manages to thwart the offense of AJ! What a great match!
Batista clutches his arm again, in great agony as AJ begins to stir and rise form the mat. Batista grabs the top rope with one arm, obviously favoring his other arm, and begins shaking the rope violently as the crowd half cheers and half boos. Batista grabs AJ's head and applies a front face lock, motioning for the Batista Bomb! Suddenly, JBL slides under the bottom rope behind Batista and nails him with the Clothesline from Hell!
JR: JBL! NO!
The ref motions for the bell as JBL continues his assault by kicking at the downed body of Batista.
MATCH ENDS IN NO CONTEST BY INTERFERENCE.
JBL continues to beat down Batista as AJ rises to his feet and watches. AJ has a concerned look on his face as he waits a moment, contemplating, and then charges Batista with a forearm shot. The attack catches JBL unaware, but only stuns him momentarily as JBL hits AJ with the Clothesline from Hell as well! JBL glares down angrily at both men before leaving the ring showered with boos from the crowd.
King: Damnit, JR. This match was clean and well contested until JBL decided to intervene. What a jerk.
JR: Well, if you can recall Breaking Point, Batista did attack JBL backstage after the title match. Maybe this is JBL's way of paying Batista back? It's just too bad that AJ Styles has to be involved now. I wonder how all this will play out?
The camera shifts to show Edge and Jericho backstage. They both wear street clothes and lounge comfortably on a red plush couch. Each of them have a very beautiful blonde girl sitting beside them as they stretch their arms out around behind the girls. Edge pulls his dark designer sunglasses off his face and sit forward.
Edge: You know, Chris, what you did to Bill Goldberg the other night...was just wrong man. You could have seriouly injured him, not to mention the fact that asking me to gang up on him could have severe pyschological effects on him. I mean, think about it. He is probably looking over his shoulder ever second hoping that one of us doesn't jump on his back and cruch that bald, ugly skull of his! It was pretty cruel. You should consider apologizing!
Edge maintains a serious look as Chris smiles and leans forward as well. The girls both laugh in a giggly fashion as Chris considers what Edge said.
Chris Jericho: Ya think? No way man, if that's the case, think about what you did. You held a man motionless while I abused that ugly mug of his. You are responsible for assault! How dare you!?
Both men lose their serious expression and laugh heartily as they lean back and replace their arms around the girls.
Edge: Goldberg is a loser and we proved that at Breaking Point. He can talk all he wants about "You're Next!" but in reality, he is shaking in his boots. I don't think we have to worry about him for a long...long time.
Chris Jericho: Did you hear about The Rock though? I hear Bischoff has hired that dinosaur to come to XCW and take on Orton. Hope he brings his geriatric meds, otherwise he might end up in the old folks home sooner, rather than later!
The two men laugh again along with the girls as the camera pans back to show The Rock walk onto the set and glare angrily at both of them. He wears long addidas sweatpants and a Brama Bull shirt as he cocks his eye awkwardly and lifts his sunglasses.
The Rock: Dinosaur!? Who the hell do you think you are talking about, jabroni!? Listen to what the Rock says, and listen good, faerie boys: The Rock is here to dethrone the champ and hear the MILLIONS...and MILLIONS of the Rock's fan chant his name. Apparently The Rock needs to start with someone other than that ROOODY POOOO Randy Orton, so the Rock says why not give the fans something worth watching and start by whipping your candy ass, Y...2...FAG!?
Jericho and Edge sit up in their seats and look angrily at Rock as the girl get a look of concern on their face. Suddenly, the confrontation is interrupted as in walks Hulk Hogan in a blue suit.
Hulk Hogan: Gentlemen, gentlemen, let's not get over excited. Look, the Hulkster has been thinking about our little situation here, and as far as I am concerned, what you two did last week wasn't right. So, here is what I thought of for next week. Chris, Edge, you two will face the Rock next week in the main event!
The fans in teh arena errupt into cheers as Chris and Edge stand and smile at one another, obviously aware of the mismatch of 2 against 1. The Rock cocks his neck to the side and motions for the men to bring it on.
Hulk Hogan: I'm glad that excites you guys, glad to be of service, and just to make it even more fun, The Rock will be teaming with Goldberg in that match!
Hogan smiles as he walks off set leaving Edge and Jericho stricken in terror as The Rock smiles and leaves the set as well.
JR: What a main event for next week! Edge and Jericho vs. Rock and Goldberg!
XCW goes to commercial as the two men look at each other, obviously upset.
Angle is already in the ring as the current champion, Randy Orton makes his way to the ring. He has his wrestling attire on and props the title over his shoulder as a arrogant and scheming smile crosses his face. He gets in the ring and hands the title to the ref as the ref motions for the bell.
MATCH 4 (MAIN EVENT For the XCW World Heavyweight Championship): Randy Orton [c] vs. Kurt Angle
Angle charges Orton, but Orton throws his leg up nailing a big boot on Angle. Angle falls back onto his back and slams hard on his head. Orton stomps his throat with his boot and smiles at his handy work as the ref warns him. Orton slides out of the ring as the ref looks at him weirdly. Angle contorts in pain on the mat as he clutches his windpipe.
JR: What in the world?
The ref begins to count. Orton calmly walks toward the bell man and reaches for his belt. The bell man grasps on to it tightly, but Orton moves to punch him, causig the bell man to toss the belt to the floor and cover his face. Orton smiles before calmly sliding back into the ring. The ref looks at him with an expression of confusion as Orton lifts hte title and measures an attack on the rising Kurt Angle. Angle looks up at him and Orton slams the title down into his face as the ref looks in horror. Blood flows from the wound as Angle falls back to the mat. The ref motions for the bell as Orton calmly leaves the ring to a shower of boos from the audience.
WINNER by DQ: Kurt Angle.
XCW goes off the air as the ref checks Angle's throat and motions for medics to come to the ring.
