Saturday Night Impact!


Color Key for wrestler names in match headers: heels/faces/tweeners
Note: This allows you to know who is a face, heel, or tweener in every match


-June 9th, 2012

Live from the First Union Center - Philadelphia, Pennsylvania!





Our cameras open up on LIZ WEINBERG standing by with none other than one of the XWF's newest talents...

Liz Weinberg: Ladies and gentlemen, here with me at this time, a man who makes his debut in XWF tonight on Impact...DANNY WOLF. Now DANNY, how do you believe you will fair against an opponent who people may even care less about than you? Though if it is down to looks, I'm sorry, but you've already loss, have you even heard of shampoo? Yuck.

DANNY looks down at Liz with contempt, then grabs the microphone from her hand.

DANNY: Well Liz, fortunately the art of wrestling has never been about who is the most attractive, unless you're talking about the WWE Divas division, and if that was the case, you would have been a jobber your whole career. No Liz, in fact, wrestling is about focus, it's about intensity; it's about the survival of the fittest. You see I've learned the ways of the WOLF; I have studied hunting for nearly as long as I've studied wrestling. I know a million ways to pin a man, and I know a million ways to kill a man, luckily for my MICHAEL KAIRUZ tonight, he'll only experience the former.

Liz grabs DANNY's wrist and pulls the microphone back down to her level, with DANNY still holding it.

Liz: So let me get this straight, you actually think you're going to win tonight?! You know what, even if you do win it won't matter, you'll never be a star, no one is going to buy merchandise with that face on it and another thi-

DANNY pulls the microphone away from Liz.

DANNY: Looks like I may have touched a nerve there. You know I'm only used to dealing with Wolves, so excuse me for letting this bitch off her leash.

A huge "Oooh" erupts around the crowd, WOLF shakes of Liz and focuses on the camera.

DANNY: Anyway, forget her. Tonight isn't about good looks, it certainly isn't about merchandise and it's not about me being a star. Tonight is my chance to show the company, the guys in the locker room, and the XWF fans just how much passion I have for this business. Tonight I will step into the ring with my KAIRUZ and I will prove to everybody why they call me the big, bad WOLF, I will prove to everybody just why they should bank their money on me. I am the natural born predator, I hunt weakness, I smell fear, and I'll pounce when you least suspect it. So to KAIRUZ tonight, I've just got one thing left to say; it's time to run little piggy, because the big, bad WOLF is coming to get you! And I'll huff, and I'll puff and I'll beat your arse down!

DANNY does a WOLF howl as he walks away from the camera and we go to our opening bout of the evening...





TFG
-vs-
ANDREW ROBERTS
-vs-
L DOUBLE E

Triple Threat Match, 1 Fall


And it`s time for our opening match of the evening. ANDREW ROBERTS and L DOUBLE E are already in the ring, looking very intimidated, when "Canon in D" by Johann Pachelbel blares over the loud speakers. TFG runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. He runs at ANDREW and DOUBLE and hits them with a running power clothesline! Both ANDREW and DOUBLE hit the mat instantly. TFG picks DOUBLE up by his hair, slaps him in the face, and delivers a DDT!! ANDREW is back on his feet by now and backing away, hands up, pleading. TFG kicks ANDREW in the midsection, grabs him by his head and hits him with a knee to the face! ANDREW stumbles back, and TFG grabs him and irish whips him into a powerslam! ANDREW isn`t moving! TFG looks over at DOUBLE who is now getting up. TFG comes up behind him, hoists him up....backbreaker! He tosses DOUBLE aside like a sack of potatoes. He grabs ANDREW, who is still laid out on the mat, by the hand and drags him to the middle of the ring. He tosses DOUBLE on top of him and climbs to the top turnbuckle! He stands on the top turnbuckle, and slaps his elbow a couple times.......

TFG is flying through the air........

There is a sickening THUD as TFG just nailed a flying elbow drop on BOTH ANDREW and DOUBLE!!!

TFG stands up with a look of total satisfaction on his face. He nudges DOUBLE with his foot. DOUBLE begins to stir. DOUBLE crawls towards the edge of the ring, trying to get away. TFG picks him up, and hits him with the TRIPLE D!!! (Dundonian Death Drop)

DOUBLE is OUT COLD!!!

TFG picks him up and hits him with the TRIPLE D yet AGAIN!!!

TFG smiles to himself as he picks ANDREW up. ANDREW is starting to come around and TFG hits HIM with the TRIPLE D!!!

TFG puts his foot squarely on the chest of ANDREW as the ref counts the pin....

1.....

2.....

And the definitive THREE!!! Our winner, BY A LANDSLIDE.....TFG!!!!

WINNER: TFG





MICHAEL KAIRUZ
-vs-
DANNY WOLF

Standard Match


WOLF and KAIRUZ circle each other and WOLF looks for a tie-up but KAIRUZ ducks and lands a quick body blow that seemed to have no effect on WOLF. He turns and looks at Kairu, who bounces off the ropes and leaps into the air with a dropkick that staggers WOLF against the ropes. KAIRUZ runs and starts to hammer away at WOLF with a flurry of rights. WOLF uses his strength and pushes KAIRUZ back towards the middle of the ring. KAIRUZ is quickly back up to his feet but is leveled with a vicious Clothesline!

One...

Two...

...KAIRUZ is barely able to get his right shoulder up off the canvas.

WOLF picks up the limp body of KAIRUZ and lifts him up on his shoulders. He goes to drop KAIRUZ but he slips out the backdoor. KAIRUZ drops down and chop blocks WOLF. The bigger man is down to one knee. KAIRUZ then unloads with a vicious kick to the chest of WOLF. But the kick was caught! KAIRUZ's eyes widen as WOLF buries a knee into the sternum of KAIRUZ. He hooks him, lifts him into the air and drives him into the canvas with a Gut-Wrench Powerbomb!

One...

Two...

...NO, KAIRUZ kicks out at the last second.

WOLF doesn't let the frustration set in as he picks KAIRUZ up and slams him into the turnbuckle. He launches back and unloads with a hard knife edge chop that turns KAIRUZ's chest bright red. He then hits a second knife edge chop that drops KAIRUZ down to two knees. KAIRUZ is trying to crawl away but WOLF stands over his back and grabs his hair to bring him back up to his feet. WOLF can smell blood as he hooks KAIRUZ, lifts him into the air but connects with a beautiful Vertical Suplex! This one is academic now.

One...

Two...

... KAIRUZ somehow kicks out again!

WOLF pounds his fist into the canvas but goes right back to work. He brings KAIRUZ up to his feet and launches him into the ropes. KAIRUZ comes back and ducks a clothesline. KAIRUZ then stops his momentum, grabs the back of WOLF's head and drops him with a codebreaker! WOLF is staggered but is still on his feet. KAIRUZ runs at him and drops him off his feet with a second codebreaker! WOLF is down. KAIRUZ can sense the moment. He looks to the toprope as he climbs on the apron. He's ascending to the top. He's almost there. He's at the top turnbuckle but DANNY WOLF is back on his feet. KAIRUZ tries to get perched but WOLF lands a punch right to his midsection that stops his momentum. WOLF climbs as well and hooks KAIRUZ but KAIRUZ is fighting back. He headbutts WOLF and then elbows him in the side of the head that sends him back down to the canvas. KAIRUZ leaps off the top and lans a picture-perfect legdrop right across the throat of WOLF. KAIRUZ hooks both legs.

One...

Two...

WOLF gets his right shoulder just in the nick of time.

KAIRUZ thought he won the battle but the referee tells him otherwise. He seems distraught but he hurries over to WOLF and buries an elbow to the side of his face. He jumps and kicks WOLF in the back of the head. WOLF is stunned as KAIRUZ hooks him around the neck, jumps to the second rope, spins around and plants WOLF right on his head with a Tornado DDT! KAIRUZ with another cover.

One...

Two...

And again WOLF kicks out.

Kaiuz can sense that victory is over. He picks WOLF up but quickly drops down into a Small Package.

One...

Two...

WOLF kicks out but KAIRUZ immediately hooks WOLF into an Inside Cradle.

One...

Two...

WOLF kicks out again.

KAIRUZ stands back up and leaps onto the shoulders of WOLF into a Victory Roll.

One...

Two...

But WOLF will not stay down.

KAIRUZ seems a bit dizzy after all those pin attempts. Though he immediately kicks WOLF in the midsection and lands a European Uppercut. He then bounces off the ropes and then ducks a Clothesline from WOLF. He comes running back but jumps right into the arms of WOLF. He leans back and tosses WOLF over his head with a very nice Fallaway Slam. KAIRUZ lands hard on the canvas and WOLF brings him back to the center.

One...















Two...

















... And at the last second, KAIRUZ kicks out.

WOLF yells to the crowd that he's ending this match now. He sizes KAIRUZ up and grabs him by the neck but KAIRUZ pushes him away. WOLF comes steaming back but KAIRUZ ducks and catches WOLF with a Superkick right to his jaw. KAIRUZ steps back and hits a stiff second Superkick to WOLF that almost takes him off his feet. KAIRUZ is getting ansty as he rushes the third Superkick that would have taken WOLF right out of this match but WOLF caught the foot of KAIRUZ. He spins KAIRUZ around but KAIRUZ regains his balance and throws that third Superkick but WOLF ducks and pushes KAIRUZ away. As soon as KAIRUZ turns around, WOLF runs, ducks his shoulder and plants KAIRUZ into the canvas with his VICIOUS ANIMAL INSTINCT!!! WOLF covers

One...
















Two...


















Three!!!!!!!!!

Here is your winner, DANNY WOLF!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WINNER: DANNY WOLF





We cut back to the loading dock of the arena where a black limo is shown pulling into the building before coming to a smooth stop. The back passenger side door swings open where we see ARSENIC stepping out of the limo followed by the XWF Xtreme Champion PISCO. The crowd boo's loudly upon the visuals of both men, yet the loudest boo's of them all come as they're followed out by THE XWF United States Champion... THE TRISTAN SLATER!

ARSENIC display his half of the Tag Team Championship while PISCO has both his belts, one over each shoulder while THE TRISTAN SLATER carries his in his right hand. THE TRISTAN SLATER steps aside the door. It's there that a figure with a black cloak thrown over their body exits the limo.

THE TRISTAN SLATER: This is going to be so much fun.

PISCO and ARSENIC merely shake their heads as the scene fades away.





ERIC JACKSON
-vs-
FLYING BOOYA
-vs-
BOBBY PINZ

Triple Thread Match, 1 Fall


BOBBY PINZ and FLYING BOOYA make their way to the ring first as they await the arrival of ERIC JACKSON. Once JACKSON makes his way to the ring he immediately springs into action and charges both men with a huge double clothesline. JACKSON takes both men down easily as the bell rings to start this match! JACKSON drops down and pummels BOBBY PINZ in the face with several closed fists and then viciously yanks BOBBY up to his feet so he can slam him right back down with a powerslam.

FLYING BOOYA now rushes at JACKSON but is caught with an uppercut that completely catches FLYING BOOYA off guard, which gives JACKSON the perfect opportunity to drive a knee deep into FLYING BOOYA' gut and then take him down with a big side slam. JACKSON is all fired up! A lot of the fans are booing his purely dominating performance but that doesn't slow him down at all. JACKSON goes right back to work on BOBBY PINZ before he can recover, kicking him in the face as he started to sit up! JACKSON grabs BOBBY and pulls him up so he can Irish whip him so hard into the ropes that BOBBY actually spills over the top rope and topples down to the outside from the momentum!

JACKSON looks out at the fallen BOBBY PINZ for a second just to make sure he's not getting back up anytime soon and it looks like BOBBY has hurt himself pretty bad on the way down. He's down at ringside, face down and not moving. JACKSON turns his attention back to FLYING BOOYA who is already back to his feet! FLYING BOOYA attempts a clothesline but JACKSON ducks under it and then FLYING BOOYA bounces off the ropes with his momentum, giving JACKSON the chance to catch FLYING BOOYA on the way back with a huge tilt-a-whirl slam!

JACKSON looks down at his prey and then looks outside the ring at BOBBY PINZ who is still down at ringside. JACKSON makes his way out to ringside and picks BOBBY up... AND HE DELIVERS THE HAMMER! (i.e. Jackhammer!) HE NAILED THE HAMMER RIGHT THERE AT RINGSIDE! BOBBY PINZ is just about broken into a thousand pieces as he lays there completely motionless!

JACKSON quickly slides back into the ring and waits behind FLYING BOOYA who is very slowly getting up to one knee and trying to push himself back up to a vertical base. Once FLYING BOOYA manages to get back to his feet he turns around and... SPINAL TAP! (i.e. High Angle Spinebuster!) He pops back to his feet naturally after hitting the devastating maneuver, just staring down at his victim with an intense look in his eyes and then shooting a frightening glare out toward the audience. Finally, JACKSON drops down and presses both of his hands against FLYING BOOYA' shoulders, looking almost like he's trying to push him through the canvas he is pressing with so much force for the pin!

...1

...2

...and not surprisingly, THREE!!! The fans definitely make a commotion after seeing such a dominating performance here tonight but for the most part they are booing JACKSON as he looks around, possibly surprised by the lack of competition he faced this week, and he mouths something like "was it really this easy?" before finally making his way to the back.

WINNER: ERIC JACKSON





"The Phoenix" ERIC LEWIS
IAN "Meltdown" JOHNSON

-vs-
RAIKENZA GRAPHITTI
GRANYTE


Standard Tag Team Match


Once all four men have made their way to the ring, ERIC LEWIS and IAN JOHNSON discuss very quickly among themselves who will start the match for their team. We can't fully hear them but it sounds almost like they're getting into somewhat of a comical debate, possibly over whether or not their opponents are geologists??? We see ERIC point over to RAIKENZA and GRANYTE as he continues to try and make his point to IAN JOHNSON and then the two finally agree that ERIC should start the match. It's still not clear why ERIC's theory about the opponents being geologists was also the basis of his argument for why HE should start the match, but strangely enough he got IAN to see it his way!

For the other side it's RAIKENZA who starts first and this match is on! ERIC LEWIS and RAIKENZA GRAPHITTI circle each other for a couple seconds before they both move in for a lockup but ERIC surprises RAIKENZA by ducking around behind him and then drop kicking him in the knee! ERIC immediately follows up with RAIKENZA down on one knee and he delivers a flurry of forearm strikes and elbows to RAIKENZA's face and forehead. RAIKENZA is wobbling back and forth on his knees as ERIC LEWIS bounces off the ropes to gain momentum and nearly breaks RAIKENZA in half with a low, running clothesline while RAIKENZA was down on his knees! RAIKENZA's legs bend under him and ERIC drops down quick with a legdrop while RAIKENZA is bent backward like that.

LEWIS makes his way to the corner and tags in IAN JOHNSON! IAN gets into the ring and goes right to work on RAIKENZA with several right hands and then an arm-in guillotine choke!

GRANYTE rushes in and breaks it up but that allows IAN JOHNSON to pull RAIKENZA into a small package pin!

...1

...2

...KICKOUT! RAIKENZA rolls toward his corner and with one burst of strength he leaps toward GRANYTE with a tag! GRANYTE rushes into the ring and dodges a right hand from IAN JOHNSON before delivering a twisting neckbreaker. GRANYTE quickly makes his way over to the corner and climbs the ropes as JOHNSON starts to get back up... and GRANYTE takes JOHNSON down with a spear off the top rope! GRANYTE goes for the cover!

...1

...2

...FOOT ON THE ROPES! JOHNSON just happened to be close to the ropes and is not very far from his own corner where ERIC LEWIS has his hand out and is waiting for the tag! GRANYTE pulls JOHNSON to his feet but JOHNSON suddenly lands an unexpected headbutt right to the bridge of GRANYTE's nose and it sends him stumbling back just as JOHNSON tags in ERIC LEWIS!

GRANYTE blocks and catches LEWIS' arm after an attempted grapple and GRANYTE Irish whips LEWIS into the corner where RAIKENZA GRAPHITTI is standing on the apron. GRANYTE tags GRAPHITTI and then GRANYTE puts ERIC up on the turnbuckle so GRANYTE and RAIKENZA can deliver a big double powerbomb off the top rope! RAIKENZA goes for the cover!

...1















...2















...KICKOUT by ERIC LEWIS! ERIC rolls out of the way of an elbow drop attempt from RAIKENZA and then surprises RAIKENZA with a small package pin!

...1















...2















...GRANYTE breaks it up! IAN JOHNSON rushes into the ring and starts trading blows with GRANYTE as ERIC LEWIS pulls RAIKENZA toward the corner and hooks his head for THE LEWIEGASM! (i.e. Spike Dudley's Acid Drop!)
GRANYTE and JOHNSON both battle to the outside as ERIC LEWIS makes the cover!

...1















...2















...THREE!

WINNERS: ERIC LEWIS & IAN JOHNSON





The silence is dominating the environment, and people are starting to talk to each-other. Suddenly, a weird theme song plays. People are wondering.. A person shows up on the X-TRON, he looks at the audience and starts talking...

???: Most of you, don't even know me, and don't even know who I am, and what am I doing here. And you definitely, definitely don't have the answer. That's alright! I'm serious, that's alright! Because you guys know nothing about freshmen, you know nothing about me: The MIGHTY CANNON.

The people start laughing because of the name.

MIGHTY CANNON: Shut your stupid mouth.. And let me introduce myself, I am MIGHTY CANNON, and I'm a previous backyard wrestler. Oh wait, of course....Why...Why I haven't thought about this before? I get it now, you don't know what's backyard wrestling! You were sitting under a rock, I presume. Anyways, stay tuned! When I win my first match, and make a smashing debut, you will get disappointed on yourself, I promise. And then, you can laugh, just as foolishly.

The song plays again and the person disappears...





ARSENIC
-vs-
DARK SHADOW

X-treme Rules Match


All eyes are on the entrance ramp as it seems to be already started! ARSENIC and SHADOW are at the top of the entrance ramp, exchanging blows. ARSENIC blocks a pumch attempt to his face and counters with a boot to SHADOW`S midsection. ARSENIC grabs SHADOW and leads him toward the ring. He bashes his head into the ringpost, busting SHADOW wide open! Blood is pouring from the gaping wound in his head! ARSENIC shoves SHADOW into the ring, looks under the apron and pulls out a barbed wire two by four! He takes a couple of practice swings with it before climbing into the ring himself! He swings at SHADOW, who has gotten to his feet. SHADOW ducks, and counters with a kick to ARSENIC`S midsection, then a devestating DDT! ARSENIC rolls over, sits up, and laughs at SHADOW! ARSENIC climbs to his feet. He swings the barbed wire two by four again and cracks SHADOW`S skull with it. He goes for the cover.......

1.....

2.....

KICKOUT by SHADOW!!

SHADOW stumbles to his feet. ARSENIC hops down out of the ring, looks under the apron, and brings out TWO baseball bats covered in barbed wire.He squirts lighter fluid on them both and climbs back into the ring!

SHADOW is backing away as ARSENIC moves closer to him. ARSENIC pulls a lighter out of his pocket and ignites BOTH baseball bats!







ARSENIC has TWO FLAMING BARBED WIRE BASEBALL BATS!!!







ARSENIC swings both bats at SHADOW, but SHADOW just misses getting hit. SHADOW lunges at ARSENIC, hitting him square in the gut. The move caught ARSENIC off guard, and he dropped one of the flaming barbed wire baseball bats......now BOTH MEN have one. ARSENIC raises his bat.....SHADOW raises his bat......







AND THEY START SMASHING THEM INTO EACH OTHER! Each man is trying to knock the other man's weapon free from their grasp as flames fly around in the process!

BAM!!!

A SICKENING SHOT! DARK SHADOW goes down hard after ARSENIC finally catches him right in the side of the head with that bat! He beats on him some more! He won't stop!!!

ARSENIC is beating DARK SHADOW down relentlessly with that flaming barbed wire bat! The referee is calling it! It's done! DARK SHADOW can't continue or defend himself!

WINNER: ARSENIC

ARSENIC continues to beat down on DARK SHADOW as various spots on DARK SHADOW have now caught on fire! There are many small fires starting all over his body from those wild shots! ARSENIC finally throws the flaming club off to the side wildly and exits the ring as officials and EMTs rush to check on DARK SHADOW and put the flames out.





We cut back to the locker room where THE TRISTAN SLATER is directing this cloaked figure down the backstage hallway. He comes to a door marked "PETER GILMOUR"

THE TRISTAN SLATER: We're here.

The cloaked figure stops walking while THE TRISTAN SLATER knocks on the door marked "PETER GILMOUR". Several seconds pass before the door swings open revealing PETER GILMOUR standing in the door way with KRAVEN and MAYHAM spotted in the background.

THE TRISTAN SLATER: I didn't mean to interrupt anything you boys have going on...

PETER GILMOUR: What the hell do you want!

THE TRISTAN SLATER: Calm down, big guy. I'm not here to fight... because I think it's against the law to beat the piss out of grown men with down syndrome. Kidding, kidding. Look, I know there's a lot of tension between you... and well, everybody, but tonight I come bearing gifts.

PETER sizes up the cloaked figure before opening the door allowing THE TRISTAN SLATER to lead this thing into the locker room. GILMOUR steps back joining the likes of KRAVEN and MAYHAM while THE TRISTAN SLATER stands in the door way.

THE TRISTAN SLATER: Ladies and Gentleman....















Suddenly from underneath the cloak...





























THE TRISTAN SLATER pulls the black cloak off to reveal...































































A FAT MALE STRIPPER!

The crowd explodes with laughter.

THE TRISTAN SLATER: ENJOY!

THE TRISTAN SLATER exits the locker room as the FAT MALE STRIPPER begins to grind on MAYHAM as the scene fades out.





KIMBERLY ANDERSON
-vs-
"Superstar" RICKY RAIDER

Standard Match


The lights in the arena go out and 2 spotlights search the arena. Suddenly "Wild Ones" by Flo Rida hits and the spotlights continue to search the crowd. The spotlights instantly snap to the stage where KIMBERLY ANDERSON is standing with her hands stretched out to the side as the first verse hits, KIMBERLY ANDERSON smiles and then starts to run down the ramp ignoring the fans. KIMBERLY ANDERSON runs to the ring apron and makes her way up the steel steps. She climbs up onto the turnbuckle and puts her arm up into the air and starts to flip off the fans. She climbs to the very top of the turnbuckle facing the crowd, when all of a sudden KIMBERLY ANDERSON jumps backwards off the turnbuckle and does a back flip landing on her feet in the middle of the ring. She smirks and turns towards the ramp, as her music fades slowly. KIMBERLY ANDERSON heads to the corner to await her opponent. "Popular" by Nada Surf plays as a backstage cam picks up RICKY RAIDER leaving his locker room with 2 cheerleaders by his sides. He walks down the hall with his arms around each of the cheerleaders and has this giant smile the whole walk through the back area. He enters onto the stage and the fans cheer as he raises his arms and he pumps his right fist in the air each time an explosion of fireworks goes off behind him on the stage. The cheerleaders, complete with pom poms and all, start doing a loud cheer and as the cheerleaders get to the ring they both enter and then stand with their legs spread apart pretty wide so RICKY RAIDER can run toward the ring and slide under the bottom rope right under both cheerleaders' legs. He springs to his feet with another high pumping of the fist as both cheerleaders start doing high kicks with a strip of fireworks blasting off all along one side of the ring. The bell rings and this match is officially underway!

KIMBERLY ANDERSON and RICKY RAIDER lock up... RICKY RAIDER with a side headlock... KIMBERLY ANDERSON bounces off the ropes and pushes RICKY RAIDER into the opposite side of the ring. RICKY RAIDER coming off the ropes with a huge clothesline. KIMBERLY ANDERSON hits the mat hard as RICKY RAIDER starts laying the boots to KIMBERLY ANDERSON. RICKY RAIDER down to the mat and applies an ankle lock! KIMBERLY ANDERSON is screaming in pain very loudly! RICKY RAIDER is screaming "Tap Bitch Tap!" KIMBERLY ANDERSON is struggling to make it to the ropes for a rope break. KIMBERLY ANDERSON finally grabs the bottom rope and the ref forces RICKY RAIDER to break the hold. KIMBERLY ANDERSON gets to her feet slowly and is really favoring her ankle. RICKY RAIDER walks right up to KIMBERLY ANDERSON, looking down to her with a foot height advantage. He dares her to take a swing at him. She swings at him pretty hard, but he just smiles at her. This seems to make KIMBERLY ANDERSON mad so she kicks him in the junk! RICKY RAIDER drops to his knees as the crowd in Philadelphia let out a collective grown. KIMBERLY ANDERSON climbs the top turnbuckle and hits a flying flip neck breaker to RICKY RAIDER. She makes the pin cover...

1....

2....

Easy kickout by RICKY RAIDER. Both are back to their feet now and KIMBERLY ANDERSON takes a swing at RICKY RAIDER. RICKY RAIDER catches her fist and spins her around into a pumphandle position... Uh oh... RICKY RAIDER is dry humping the crap out of KIMBERLY ANDERSON doggystyle. The censors won't be too happy with that! After a moment, RICKY RAIDER picks up KIMBERLY ANDERSON and hits a nasty pumphandle fallaway slam. KIMBERLY ANDERSON lands hard on the mat as RICKY RAIDER is clearly in control here. He starts playing to the crowd and taunting KIMBERLY ANDERSON. KIMBERLY ANDERSON slowly climbs to her feet and runs at RICKY RAIDER. RICKY RAIDER with an arm drag. KIMBERLY ANDERSON right back up and hits a running dropkick on RICKY RAIDER which surprises everyone. KIMBERLY ANDERSON with a quick pin cover...

1...

2...

Kickout! This seems to make RICKY RAIDER more annoyed than anything else. KIMBERLY ANDERSON pulls RICKY RAIDER to his feet and sets up for a suplex. Not happening... The size difference is just too great. RICKY RAIDER easily blocks her suplex attempt and picks her up in a vertical suplex position... RICKY RAIDER DROPS KIMBERLY ANDERSON INTO A VERTICAL SUPLEX SHOULDER BREAKER! The crowd is going nuts as RICKY RAIDER is definitely playing to the crowd, hyping them up. He has KIMBERLY ANDERSON right where he wants her now. KIMBERLY ANDERSON is rolling on the mat in an incredible amount of pain after that nasty move she just took. She finally stops rolling and lays still to catch a breather for a moment. RICKY RAIDER climbs the top turnbuckle and signals for the Touchdown Spike! RICKY RAIDER jumps off the top rope with a superman punch and after he hits it he does the motion as if he was spiking a football. The crowd really goes crazy for this finisher too, as soon as he does the spiking motion they all scream "Touchdown!" with him. KIMBERLY ANDERSON is absolutely out cold after that! RICKY RAIDER is not finished yet though, it looks like he wants to send a message to all the XWF superstars in attendance. RICKY RAIDER pulls KIMBERLY ANDERSON up to her feet and spins her around, standing behind her. RICKY RAIDER reaches in front of her and starts groping KIMBERLY ANDERSON! The crowd is hooting and hollering as RICKY RAIDER is copping one hell of a feel tonight! KIMBERLY ANDERSON is so out of it she puts up no resistance whatsoever. After a moment of massaging KIMBERLY ANDERSON's luscious tits, RICKY RAIDER's expression changes.

Each hand grabs onto a boob really hard and RICKY RAIDER HITS A BRIDGING GERMAN SUPLEX HOLDING ONTO KIMBERLY ANDERSON'S TITS! OH MY GOD! RICKY RAIDER is really pushing the limit tonight! He holds on for the pin attempt...

1...

2...

THREE!!!

WINNER: RICKY RAIDER

The size of RICKY RAIDER was just too much for KIMBERLY ANDERSON to overcome here tonight.





JOSE CHAVEZ
AALIYAH MONROE
"The Anarchist" JOHN SPARTAN
MR. XWF
SCOTT "The Texan" YOUNG

-vs-
"The King of Wrestling" PETER GILMOUR
CHUCK
RAYMOND HATCHER
The TAG TEAM known as "DAWN"


5-on-5 Tag Team Match, 1 Fall
Tagging required, DQ is on, Count-out is off


Once all 10 participants make their way to the ring, the referee orders everyone out onto the ring apron except for the two legal participants. SCOTT YOUNG starts things off for his time while on the other side it's RAYMOND HATCHER starting things for his team.

HATCHER and YOUNG lock up for a moment but HATCHER quickly turns it into an arm wrench and applies as much pressure as he can while YOUNG tries to maneuver himself to ease the pain and escape. HATCHER knees YOUNG in the stomach and then Irish whips him into the ropes, catching him on his way back by wrapping him into an abdominal stretch! The referee starts asking YOUNG if he'd like to give up but YOUNG has a lot of fight left in him. While the ref is leaning in and checking on SCOTT YOUNG, RAYMOND HATCHER uses this opportunity to grab the rope behind him for extra leverage on the abdominal stretch! As soon as HATCHER gets the extra leverage YOUNG begins to scream in pain and is hurting a lot worse! He still refuses to give up but the ref suddenly lifts his head up to look behind HATCHER and he sees him grabbing the ropes!

The ref caught him red handed!

The ref kicks HATCHER's hand to make him let go of the ropes and the crowd pops! YOUNG powers out of the abdominal stretch with a big hip toss and as HATCHER gets back to his feet YOUNG catches him with a charging clothesline and then hits a big headlock takedown that YOUNG holds onto after landing and keeps wrenching away on HATCHER's neck. YOUNG keeps his arm locked around HATCHER's neck as he slowly brings him back up to his feet and it looks like YOUNG is preparing for something big here...

Doubleteam fisherman suplex brainbuster! Both members of DAWN delivered the doubleteam move to SCOTT YOUNG out of nowhere!

The ref scrambles to get both of the members of DAWN out of the ring while RAYMOND HATCHER takes advantage of this chance and hits THE IMPROVEMENT PLEX! (i.e. fishermen suplex!) HATCHER keeps the leg hooked and the ref counts the pin!

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...2



















...MR. XWF breaks it up!

ROCK BOTTOM! ROCK BOTTOM! ROCK BOTTOM! MR. XWF just took HATCHER down and is unloading on him with a flurry of stomps and kicks! The ref starts pushing MR. XWF back to his corner as SCOTT YOUNG has also been making his way to that same corner.

As the ref is pushing MR. XWF toward the corner, SCOTT YOUNG accidentally bumps MR. XWF as he was going in to tag somebody... but MR. XWF doesn't know who just touched him so he spins around and hits THE ROCK BOTTOM!

MR. XWF can't believe it!!! He looks down at his own partner and puts his hands on his head like he can't believe himself! He's in shock! In fact he looks like he's over-exaggerating his level of shock!

All this time has allowed RAYMOND HATCHER to roll toward his own corner and tag in CHUCK.

CHUCK enters the ring and goes to pin SCOTT YOUNG but MR. XWF just pulls him right up off of YOUNG...

ROCK BOTTOM! ROCK BOTTOM! ROCK BOTTOM to CHUCK! He nails an actual opponent with it again!

MR. XWF leaves the ring in an angry rage over everything that just happened and he starts slowly walking up the ramp. Is he leaving?! He seems to be watching the match from midway up the ramp now...

SCOTT YOUNG finally makes his way to his corner and tags in... AALIYAH MONROE! The fans pop as the returning star enters the ring like a ball of fire and goes right for all the members of the opposite team who are standing on the apron! She lands a forearm smash to both members of DAWN to send them flying off the apron, catches GILMOUR in the gut with a shoulder ram that sends him crashing off the apron, and nails HATCHER with a dropkick that sends him landing on top of PETER GILMOUR down at ringside! The fans love it!

AALIYAH turns her attention back to CHUCK now...

DIVING TWIST OF FATE! ALLIYAH covers CHUCK! The fans are going crazy for AALIYAH right now as the ref counts!!!

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...2



















...HATCHER and GILMOUR both break it up! Both of them are enraged and are stomping away on AALIYAH now! The referee starts to pull HATCHER to his corner but that gives GILMOUR even more space to stomp away on AALIYAH, drop knees and elbows on her, etc... but the strange thing is that nobody's doing anything to try and help! SCOTT YOUNG is still recovering from everything he just went through so he's down on one knee on the apron but the others are just watching everything! MR. XWF is still standing midway up the ramp just watching, and on the ring apron both JOSE CHAVEZ and JOHN SPARTAN are watching GILMOUR go crazy on AALIYAH as if they don't even care! Finally JOSE CHAVEZ enters the ring and locks eyes with PETER GILMOUR...







Suddenly the lights in the arena go pitch black!!!

An unfamiliar voice can be heard saying over the speakers...

VOICE: The XWF needs a lethal dose of homicide, the natural attraction, and the XWF needs it now.

After a few seconds the lights come back on and everyone is looking around confused.

Suddenly Sail by Awolnation begins to play over the PA system as the fans turn their attention to the X-TRON which has lit up showing an anarchy sign...


After a few moments, SINCERE LEE WILD appears from behind the X-TRON curtain and slowly begins to make her way down the stage ramp holding a can of white spray paint in hand. The boos and chants of "Sincere Lee Sucks" echo throughout the arena but the un-phased Video Vixen simply continues toward the ring, a smile depicted ear to ear on her face.

The fans seem a little on edge with another unscheduled appearance by SINCERE LEE WILD.

SINCERE LEE WILD watches the match continue in the ring as she slowly circles the ring like a shark circling its prey, stopping near the ring announcer setting he can of white spray paint near the announcers table. She shakes her head almost seeming disgusted with the ten participants giving everything they have in the center of the ring as she once again continues to circle the ring. Suddenly without warning a beverage cup flies out from the front row, hitting SINCERE LEE WILD in the back.

Finally the fans expressed that they had enough of SINCERE LEE WILD disgracing them and the fine state of Pennsylvania, although with her short temper that fan has probably just dug their own grave!

Sincere Lee Wild makes her way over to the front row where the fan shows no sign of fear jumping up from his feet and leaning over to get into SINCERE LEE WILDS face shouting obscenities at her. Without a word SINCER LEE WILD grabbs the man by his hair and pulls him over the barricade separating them and slamms him to the floor laying her boots into his head several times!!!

Security finally appears from backstage and runs full speed down the stage ramp making their way towards SINCERE LEE WILD, but she is one step ahead. She picks up a nearby steel chair and pelts the closest security guard, his motionless body falling to the floor as the other two security guards keep their distance. Finally one of them tries to run towards her with a spear but meets the same fate as the other security guard as the steel chair smacks him across the forehead laying him out just a few feet away from his partner. SINCERE LEE WILD finally drops the chair and walks towards the third and final security guard both quickly exchange punches!

She is proving that not only was she beautiful but deadly as well, she has already taken down two of XWF's security guards and about to take out a third, truly making a statement! The fans are going crazy and booing tremendously!

Finally after wearing down the third security guard, SINCERE LEE WILD hits him with a kick to the gut and then very quickly follows it up with a DDT to the floor. SINCERE LEE WILD stands to her feet and spits on the third security guard she just laid out, showing that she was a force to be reckoned with. She walks over, picking up the steel chair she had just laid two of the security guards out with and slides into the ring with everyone in the ring suddenly coming to a halt as they throw their hands in the air in frustration over the interference.

MR. XWF finally shows he had enough as he approaches SINCERE LEE WILD, both superstars nose to nose yelling and pushing each other!

AALIYAH MONROE steps in between both MR. XWF and SINCERE LEE WILD and points for SINCERE LEE WILD to exit the ring when out of nowhere MR. XWF hits AALIYAH with a spinebuster out of nowhere! What?!? He just took down AALIYAH? That's his own partner!

Without warning the whole ring went chaotic as people started swinging at one another and dropping each other with DDT's, Brainbusters and other devastating maneuvers leaving everyone totally oblivious to what was REALLY happening before their eyes...

When the chaos finally came to an end... MR. XWF, JOSE CHAVEZ and JOHN SPARTAN stood on one side of SINCERE LEE WILD while the members of DAWN, and PETER GILMOUR stood on the other side of her. SINCERE LEE WILD for the first time since her debut in the XWF looked from one side to the other, a nervous look forming on her face as she turned around trying to escape through the ring ropes, but was quickly grabbed by Mr. XWF and PETER GILMOUR, the crowd astonished that the two individuals had set their differences aside in order to take care of the obnoxious SINCERE LEE WILD!

Meanwhile the members of DAWN motion for the ring announcer to toss them the can of white spray paint SINCERE LEE WILD had brought to the ring with her earlier. The announcer tosses it in the ring and then returns to his chair as the members of DAWN approach SINCERE LEE WILD, flipping the cap off of the can of spray paint and shaking it up. The fans let out a wave of cheers waiting for SINCERE LEE WILD to finally get what was coming to her, but their cheers are short lived as the members of DAWN hand her the can of spray paint!

SINCERE LEE WILD smiles devilishly as she bends over the body of SCOTT "THE TEXAN" YOUNG who is still down from getting Rock Bottomed earlier. She begins spray painting a homicide outline around his fallen body!

Now RAYMOND HATCHER and CHUCK are getting back to their feet and JOSE CHAVEZ smashes a steel chair over each of their heads!





SINCERE LEE WILD hands the spray paint to JOSE!

What's going on?!?





JOSE sprays a homicide outline around CHUCK and HATCHER's bodies now.

AALIYAH MONROE starts to move so JOHN SPARTAN helps her up AND THEN DELIVERS ANARCHY IN THE USA!

JOSE hands the can of spray paint to MR. XWF and now he sprays an outline around the body of AALIYAH MONROE as JOHN SPARTAN stands over AALIYAH's body looking ready to attack her again at a moment's notice!



CHUCK, RAYMOND HATCHER, AALIYAH MONROE, and SCOTT YOUNG have all been laid out by a collective effort from EVERYONE else involved in this match!

JOSE CHAVEZ, PETER GILMOUR, MR. XWF, JOHN SPARTAN, and both members of DAWN are all standing in the ring as the fans boo hysterically, trying to make sense of what they're seeing before their very eyes!

SINCERE LEE WILD motions for a microphone which she was quickly obliged. The fans continue to boo, astonished by the events that just happened...

SINCERE LEE WILD: I told everyone here tonight that I was here for a reason, that Shane Carver knew that I would be able to sniff out the best this company has to offer and who better than the people I'm standing in the ring with now.

What?! What is she saying??? The fans let out another wave of boos, but SINCERE LEE WILD continued speaking over them.

SINCERE LEE WILD: MR. XWF, THE DAWN, PETER GILMOUR, JOSE CHAVEZ and JOHN SPARTAN and Sincere Lee yours. We're the main attraction of this federation, there is not a single person that has even a fraction of our talent. We are The Natural Attraction and we are going to turn this Federation upside down and become the dominant force, and there isn't a damn thing anyone can do about it.

The fans boo like crazy as SINCERE LEE WILD hands the mic off to MR. XWF. He looks out to the sea of booing fans and takes in a deep breath. MR. XWF has previously been warned that the censors are going to try and bleep out unacceptable language LIVE on his mic, so that even the live audience hears the bleeps instead of his notoriously foul language.

MR. XWF: Caaaaan yah smell it? I SAID CAN YA ******* SMELL IT! It's the smell of garbage that litters this piss pool called the XWF! It makes me so ******* mad to ******* walk around in the back and know that after all the time I've been here THIS PLACE IS ONLY GETTING WORSE! Not to mention all this ******* beeping is starting to piss me the **** off!

The fans boo mercilessly as MR. XWF flicks them off and points at his crotch while doing a brief air hump.

MR. XWF: As I was saying this entire federation has been filled to the brim with **** faced *******s! It's pathetic! You have ******* ****** retards like DANNY WOLF, RAYMOND HATCHER, RICKY RAIDER. TRISTAN SLATER, PSICO, ARSENIC, RAIKENZA GRAPHITTI and the list just goes ON AND ON of ******* cocky *******s who can't understand that the world is NOT IMPRESSED. I saw that hairy ******* beast DANNY WOLF somewhere this last week talking all about how he's been here a week and he already has decided he's the top dog. Keep believing that, ****tard. I also saw TRISTAN SLATER running his mouth but oh wait, oh wait that's nothing ******* new at all since he does that all day long, all week long! Then of course there are the douchebags, can I say douchebags without it getting bleeped on tv? Cool! DOUCHEBAGS! DOUCHEBAGS! Why is that ok but ****, *******, and ****** are all getting bleeped? What the ****?

The fans boo louder and louder as garbage starts getting thrown into the ring now.

MR. XWF: Well anyway we see the douchebags like RAYMOND HATCHER and RICKY RAIDER doing everything in their power to show the world that they're just cowards who can't get the job done in any capacity. With all the pieces of **** on this roster it's about damn time an antidote comes along and Dr. X-tremity is here to let you know THE TIME HAS ARRIVED! It doesn't matter if you turncoat fans decide to boo somebody like me now BECAUSE I JUST ELEVATED MY STATUS SO HIGH THAT YOUR REACTIONS WILL BE ABOUT AS DAMAGING AS A TINY PEBBLE BEING TOSSED AT MY BOOT BY A SMALL SQUIRREL! ALL YOU FANS MAKE ME SICK! ALL YOU WORTHLESS SQUIRRELS JUST WAITING FOR THAT NUT! WELL LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING! IT'S RIGHT HERE BABY!!! THE NUT IS RIGHT ******* HERE YOU ******* ****** **** *******S! **** YOU ALL!

Mr. XWF grabs his nuts menacingly and threateningly as he points to various fans in the front row and yells obscenities at them off the mic. It's as though he is actually threatening them... with his nuts. MR. XWF finally calms down enough to hand the mic to JOSE CHAVEZ as the booing continues to shower everyone in the ring. JOSE pauses for a while and just looks out into the sea of booing fans who normally, before now, would have been cheering him religiously.

JOSE CHAVEZ: I can tell by the look on each and every single one of you cunts that you're probably asking yourselves "WHY JOSE, WHY?!"

The fans continue begin booing the former savior of the XWF.

JOSE CHAVEZ: You know, everyone dubbed me the savior of the XWF, from the new kids in the back, to the former alumni that this company has produced, I was supposed to be the guy to shake hands and kiss the fans ass on a weekly basis... Those days are no more....

The WHY JOSE WHY chants begin.

JOSE CHAVEZ: You people are worse than the whole state of Ohio being butt hurt about LeBron James taking his talents to South Beach.... There's a difference you know, while you people toss shit inside my ring I'm giving you all a peace of mind.... I didn't leave to win Championships, hell I can do that all by myself, I took my talents and decided to be the ring leader of this stable because I've grown sick...... sick of the one place that I once called home..

He briefly pauses as "YOU SOLD OUT" chants begin, he just smiles.

JOSE CHAVEZ: I've grown tired of being "The Super Hero" of the XWF, but more importantly I've grown sick of these false prophets entering the XWF. From STEVE JASON, to JAMES RAVEN, to even newer "talent" like MIGHTY KID, the XWF has been plagued with people who pretend to care about the company when all they ever cared about was adding championship gold to their resume or better yet, just having an easy schedule, listen divas I eat, sleep, and dream XWF. I don't need assholes like you coming around demanding shit only to bounce and only hang out in the break room.....

JOSE smirks.

JOSE CHAVEZ: Which brings me to my next topic, the alumni of the Xtreme Wrestling Federation... You know it's almost like a High School ass kissing contest to see who gets in good with the jocks or preps.... One guy says "Fuck so in so" five or six people follow. Case in point, look at PETER GILMOUR over here..... you all want to jump on the GILMOUR needs to be gone bandwagon but let's be serious he's nowhere near as bad as Cyren or Chad. But what's funny in all this is the fact that some of the people who diss him aren't even on XWF Payroll. People threaten to leave and hell you leave just because GILMOUR is under Shane Carver's payroll, well who gives a fuck if you bitches leave!!!!? Don't let the door hit you on the way out.

JOSE, GILMOUR and the others all begin laughing amongst one another as JOSE continues.

JOSE CHAVEZ: This stable is what the XWF has been lacking for years, this stable is a group of individuals setting the bar for future generations of XWFers. And to my old enemies who have run off before now, go ahead and bash me in other places for shooting on the facts, it doesn't change the fact that a good portion of the former XWF roster acts like a boy who just got dumped by his first girlfriend, you say "Fuck XWF" or "Fuck JOSE" all you want but at the end of the day you keep coming back and checking in every single day to see JOSE CHAVEZ doing what you couldn't!

JOSE pauses and embraces the hatred thrown in his direction.

JOSE CHAVEZ: XWF, I told each and every single one of you bitches that 2012 is my era, the CHAVEZ era, but now I have rewritten history, it's not just the CHAVEZ era, it's the HOMICIDE ERA!!!!!

JOSE drops the microphone and laughs at the fans along with his stable mates. The booing at this point hits a record level as more garbage is thrown into the ring. Ladies and gentlemen we have seen the birth of something completely unexpected and terrifying tonight but we've also been left with several questions as these SEVEN individuals all exit the ring and head toward the back together! Men like JOSE CHAVEZ, JOHN SPARTAN, MR. XWF, and PETER GILMOUR all walking together as one? Women like SINCERE LEE WILD and The DAWN also by their side? This doesn't bode well for anyone else on the roster!

MATCH RESULT: ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE (DRAW)





X-Treme Championship Match
Stolen US Title is also "on the line"


THE TRISTAN SLATER
PSICO
-vs-
KRAVEN
MICHAEL MAYHEM


Guest Ref: PETER GILMOUR
X-treme Rules, 1 Fall
If PSICO gets pinned he loses the X-Treme Title
If SLATER gets pinned he loses the stolen US Title


Returning to the ring we see KRAVEN, MAYHEM and tonight's guest referee GILMOUR already in the ring. There is a mixed reaction for the two as their names are announced.

Next...


The crowd roars with boo's as the familiar music of THE TRISTAN SLATER hits the speakers.

RING ANNOUNCER: Their opponents, about to make their way to the ring... first, he is one half of the XWF World Tag Team Champions and current defending XWF XTREME CHAMPION, PISCO! His partner, he is the self proclaimed defending "UNITED STATES CHAMPION"... THE TRISTAN SLATER!

The crowd boo's louder as PISCO walks out to the top of the ramp with his Tag Title around his waist and the Xtreme Championship securely over his shoulder. He's followed out by THE TRISTAN SLATER who displays the XWF United States Championship firmly around his waist. PISCO and SLATER stand at the top of the ramp looking down at their opponents and can help but to laugh as they make their way towards the ring. PISCO and SLATER reach the ringside area where THE TRISTAN SLATER makes his way up the steel steps to the ring apron where he unstraps the U.S. Championship while climbing up the buckles from the outside of the ring. He hoists the United States Championship to loud boo's from the crowd while PISCO slides into the ring. He unstraps the Tag Title before laying it in his corner before tossing the Xtreme Title to PETER GILMOUR, the GILMOUR who is to chicks h i t to take on PISCO. THE TRISTAN SLATER hops into the ring from the top rope before walking towards the center of the ring where he puts his gold right up in the faces of both MAYHEM and KRAVEN while stating.

THE TRISTAN SLATER: This is as close as you'll get ever seeing this Championship around your waist!

He shoves the title into the chest of GILMOUR with a little force that staggers PETE back several feet before he hoists the Titles up in the air.

DING....DING....DING.....

Without hesitation as soon as the bell sounds it's THE TRISTAN SLATER who instantly begins to assault MYAHEM with a boot to the midsection before opening up with stiff European Uppercuts across the jaw. KRAVEN swings at PISCO with a right hand which is blocked before being driven back into a set of buckles where PISCO begins to lace KRAVEN across the chest with knife edge chops! THE TRISTAN SLATER throws young MAYHEM out to the floor before stepping out to the ring apron before dropping down to the floor after him. In the ring we see PISCO shoot KRAVEN across the ring into the opposite set of buckles. PISCO charges in after KRAVEN where he eats a boot to the jaw that staggers PISCO out towards the center of the ring only to be driven to the mat with a running closeline by KRAVEN! Instantly KRAVEN picks PISCO up before tossing him out to the floor. Across the ring on the floor THE TRISTAN SLATER picks MAYHEM up off the floor before locking in a front face lock where he hoists MAYHEM up in the air before driving him sternum first across the steel guardrail!

On the other side of the ring KRAVEN reaches under the ring where he pulls out a Steel Chair. PISCO has reached a vertical base and as KRAVEN spins around he's met with a thumb to the eye that causes him to drop the chair. PISCO picks up the chair before smashing it over the head of KRAVEN! THE TRISTAN SLATER pulls MAYHEM back over the guardrail before attempting to send MAYHEM crashing into the steel steps, MAYHEM reverses and it's SLATER who's sent shoulder first into the steel steps! MAYHEM throws the ring apron back where he pulls out a Trash Can! Across the ring PISCO waits for KRAVEN to reach his feet before jabbing KRAVEN in the midsection which doubles him over before lashing him across the back with a violent chairshot that sends KRAVEN falling to the floor! Across the ring MAYHEM waists for SLATER to reach a vertical base before smashing him across the skull with the trash can which dents the can upon impact while sending SLATER falling to the floor.

PISCO comes around the ring, still with chair in hand. He comes up behind MAYHEM before blasting him square across the back with a vicious chairshot that echo's throughout the building. PISCO takes MAYHEM and tosses him over the guardrail and into the fans! GILMOUR is shown sliding out to the floor on the side of the ring where THE TRISTAN SLATER is shown working his way to his feet. SLATER spins around where he's met by GILMOUR and a grasp to the throat before being hoisting in the air and driven into the concrete floor by a thunderous Chokeslam! Across the ring KRAVEN is shown getting to his feet where GILMOUR screams out gaining his attention before pointing down at SLATER. KRAVEN comes around the ring where he drops down making the cover on THE TRISTAN SLATER!

...1

...2

THE TRISTAN SLATER kicks out before the three count. Out in the crowd PISCO snatches a beer from a member of the crowd before taking a gulp of beer where he spits it into the face of MAYHEM! PISCO snatches a WALKER from an older fan in the crowd before smashing it over the head of MAYHEM which busts MAYHEM wide open! Back at ringside KRAVEN tosses the ring apron back where he pulls out a Table! KRAVEN sets the Table up on the floor before pulling out a black bog from under the ring. Inside the black bag is a bottle of LIGHTER FLUID and a book of matches! KRAVEN squirts the Lighter Fluid over the top of the Table before SETTING IT ON FIRE! KRAVEN reaches down picking THE TRISTAN SLATER up off the floor before positioning him for a Powerbomb! KRAVEN hoists THE TRISTAN SLATER high in the air before delivering a POWERBOMB through the FLAMING TABLE! The crowd explodes with a thunderous HOLY SHIT chant as the flames are quickly put out with THE TRISTAN SLATER'S body! Out in the crowd PISCO reaches down to pick MAYHEM up where he's met with a low blow! MAYHEM reaches his feet as the blood trickles down his face where he's able to delivers a PUMP HANDLE SLAM to PISCO driving him violently into the concrete floor! At ringside KRAVEN pulls THE TRISTAN SLATER out of the ruble of the table where he executes another cover!

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THE TRISTAN SLATER shoots a shoulder off the floor before the fatal three count while saving the United States Championship in the process. MICHAEL MAYHEM is shown making his way through the crowd back to the ringside area. He reaches the guardrail as KRAVEN is shown picking SLATER up off the floor. MAYHEM stands up on the security railing before leaping off with a Dropkick to THE TRISTAN SLATER which sends TRISTAN back to the floor where a Triple Team Assault begins to unfold with KRAVEN, MAYHEM, GILMOUR all stomping away at THE TRISTAN SLATER! MAYHEM reaches down picking THE TRISTAN SLATER up off the mat where he holds him by both arms for GILMOUR and KRAVEN to unload on with right hands and kicks to the midsection of SLATER!

The crowd directs us towards PISCO who is shown making his way through the crowd and towards the steel guardrail. KRAVEN tosses the ring apron back before pulling out a Barbwire Wrapped Steel Chair! PISCO reaches the guard rail where he spring boards off the steel catching PETER GILMOUR with a Missile Dropkick to the back of the neck which sends GILMOUR face and shoulder first into a ring post! KRAVEN swings at THE TRISTAN SLATER, SLATER manages to mule kick MAYHEM in the nuts before dropping out of the way causing KRAVEN to blast MAYHEM! MAYHEM"S BUSTED WIDE OPEN! PISCO spins KRAVEN around before yanking the Barbwire Wrapped Chair from his grasp. PISCO jabs the chair into the midsection of KRAVEN before wacking him across the back! The shards of Barbwire shred KRAVEN'S body suit! THE TRISTAN SLATER reaches his feet where he turns his attention towards PETER GILMOUR! SLATER picks GILMOUR up off the floor before bringing GILMOUR around the ring to the announcers table where he drives GILMOUR face first into the table! THE TRISTAN SLATER hooks GILMOUR in position before snapping off a T-Bone Suplex through the announcers table! The crowd roars at the violence as across the ring on the floor PISCO is shown dragging KRAVEN up to the top of the ramp with Barbwire Wrapped Chair in hand. He reaches the top of the ramp where he lays the chair flat at the top of the ramp before laying it flat. PISCO positions KRAVEN before hoisting him up in the air where he delivers a Spike Piledriver on on the Barbwire Wrapped Steel Chair!

Back at ringside THE TRISTAN SLATER comes around the ring where he picks up MAYHEM before driving him head first off the steel steps at ringside. MAYHEM'S blood runs down his face as SLATER tosses him back into the ring! THE TRISTAN SLATER makes his way up to the ring apron where he measures MAYHEM as he pushes himself to his feet. THE TRISTAN SLATER connects with a Sling Shot DDT on MAYHEM! THE TRISTAN SLATER makes the cover, yet there's NO REFEREE! At the top of the ramp we see PISCO is shown picking KRAVEN up off the top of the ramp. He hammers him with a right hand that staggers the big back backwards towards the end of the staging. PISCO explodes towards KRAVEN looking to deliver a knock out shot only he's met by KRAVEN's right hand to his throat! KRAVEN hoists PISCO up in the air before driving him into the steel of the rampway with a thunderous Chokeslam!

KRAVEN covers PISCO, and yet there's still NO REFEREE! Back in the ring THE TRISTAN SLATER is shown pushing himself to his feet where he motions towards the locker room with a hand gesture. The crowd boo's as ARSENIC is shown sprinting towards the ring! He runs around the ring to the announcers table where a motionless PETER GILMOUR still rests. ARSENIC picks GILMOUR up from within the ruble of the table before tossing him into the ring under the bottom rope. At the top of the ramp we see KRAVEN picking up PISCO up off the steel rampway. The crowd cheers as KRAVEN hoists PISCO up in the air looking to deliver the LIGHT OUT! KRAVEN looks to execute the move only to have it countered in midair by the ACE CRUSHER! Meanwhile in the ring THE TRISTAN SLATER picks MAYHEM up off the mat before laying him to waste with the FLIP PILEDRIVER! THE TRISTAN SLATER makes the cover. He reaches over grabbing the right hand of an out cold GILMOUR before slapping his hand on the mat!

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THE TRISTAN SLATER raises GILMOUR'S hand up in the air a second time before bringing it down to the mat.



















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THE TRISTAN SLATER raises his hand in the air a third time before bringing it down for the final count...



















THREE!!! The bell rings! It's over!

WINNERS: THE TRISTAN SLATER & PISCO!

"Not Again" by Staind hits the speakers as ARSENIC is shown grabbing the Xtreme and United States Championships respectively as THE TRISTAN SLATER rolls out to the floor at the base of the entrance ramp where ARSENIC hands him the United States Championship. ARSENIC and THE TRISTAN SLATER make their way up the ramp where they join PISCO at the top of the ramp. ARSENIC hands PISCO the Xtreme Championship before raising the arms of PISCO and THE TRISTAN SLATER. SLATER glances over at KRAVEN who's not moving. THE TRISTAN SLATER walks over to KRAVEN and SPITS down on top of him before the trio of talent disappear through the curtain.

...................

But our show isn't over yet...



Screaming is heard backstage as people scramble and panic!



It's pandemonium backstage!



Some music begins to play loudly over the speakers as the X-TRON begins to flicker rapidly!




Suddenly the X-TRON lights up with the same writing that is shown on our televisions for all at home to see...





HOMICIDE
"The Natural Attraction"




After several moments of this being displayed to us, we are taken backstage where there is a SIX on three assault!

MR. XWF, both members of DAWN, JOHN SPARTAN, JOSE CHAVEZ and SINCERE LEE WILD are all beating down ARSENIC, PSICO and THE TRISTAN SLATER!

MR. XWF pushes PSICO toward JOSE CHAVEZ... and JOSE hits THE FURY! (i.e. Canadian Destroyer)

Both members of DAWN push TRISTAN SLATER toward MR. XWF... ROCK BOTTOM! ROCK BOTTOM! ROCK BOTTOM!

SINCERE LEE WILD shoves ARSENIC right into JOHN SPARTAN who was waiting to hit ANARCHY IN THE USA! (i.e. Spinning Death Valley Driver but lands like a reverse DDT!)

SINCERE LEE WILD: Remember our plan! Split up!

Just then, everyone scatters in different directions!

JOHN SPARTAN and JOSE CHAVEZ both start dragging TRISTAN SLATER and PSICO out from the backstage area, back out onto the entrance way for all the fans to see them! SINCERE LEE WILD drags ARSENIC out from the back as well. Meanwhile it seems that GILMOUR, KRAVEN and MICHAEL MAYHEM have started recovering from earlier!

GILMOUR, KRAVEN and MAYHEM meet up with SPARTAN, CHAVEZ, and SINCERE LEE WILD... and everyone starts shaking hands! KRAVEN and MAYHEM are shaking hands with them! They're in on this too!?!? This brings the count to NINE people involved with this group!!! The six who are out here and the three who have scattered backstage to do something...

GILMOUR wastes no time in picking ARSENIC up and hitting THE KILLSWITCH on the steel ramp!

JOSE and SPARTAN both stomp on ARSENIC after that and keep stomping as KRAVEN and MIKE MAYHEM both pull TRISTAN SLATER up and they hit a powerbomb into reverse DDT combo right on the steel!

SINCERE LEE WILD pulls PSICO up to his feet and hits POETRY IN MOTION! (i.e. Even Flow DDT) She nailed it hard on the steel ramp!

Suddenly before the six on the ramp can do whatever else they were planning to ARSENIC, PSICO, and SLATER; several armed security guards rush out and break everything up. We're being told to cut our cameras and that the XWF does not condone the actions of this group!

The camera feed to the arena cuts but now we see several views of some security cameras backstage... We see both members of DAWN attacking "The Phoenix" ERIC LEWIS and IAN "Meltdown" JOHNSON! They're destroying them backstage! RED DAWN is beating down on IAN with a steel pipe that's almost bigger than RED DAWN's whole body! BLACK DAWN has ERIC LEWIS locked in a dragon sleeper and is letting RED DAWN come over and whack him in the chest with that pipe!

Another security camera shows us MR. XWF arriving in the locker room of RAYMOND HATCHER by driving a fork lift THROUGH THE WALL!!! HATCHER was in his locker room watching footage of what was happening out on the rampway when suddenly a forklift crashed through his wall and pinned him against his mirror! MR. XWF jumps out of the forklift and he just headbutts RAYMOND who is still pinned against that mirror by the forklift! MR. XWF won't stop headbutting RAYMOND in the face! Over and over again he keeps headbutting him until blood begins to trickle down his face.

Suddenly we see a camera angle that appears to be SHANE CARVER and he is on the ground, covered in blood! In fact he's actually laid out on the ground backstage in a puddle of blood! One of them must have taken him out when they all split up to spread separate havoc!

All of our cameras finally cut as HOMICIDE "The Natural Attraction" continues making its first strike against the XWF. With NINE people seemingly on board, is there any possible way this group can ever be controlled?







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