Marshall Cage - vs - Infamous - vs - "El Gurú Del Partido" Nicholas Martinaz X-treme Rules, 1 Fall, Martinaz' Last Chance Shane will be present at ringside with a guillotine to decapitate Nicholas Martinaz if he is the one to take the pinfall. Sewaside - vs - David "Shadows" Mosier Standard Match Eli James IV - vs - Simon Lee Nash Standard Match Hank Lane The Dimallisher - vs - John Cena Ric Flair Standard Tag, 1 Fall MAIN EVENT Sebastian Duke - vs - Asylum Standard Match

Cameras pop to life in the wretched as always War Room! However, this is not important, as the cameras instead cut elsewhere; the parking lot, to be precise.

A black Caddilac Escalade stretched limousine pulls up into the parking lot of the arena. It approaches the entrance before stopping and immediately the driver's door opens and he pops out hurrying to the trunk. He pops it then grabs two duffel bags and a Haliburton brief case. He closes the trunk as one of the back passenger doors open and after a dramatic pause the Sports Entertainment Messiah Sewaside pops out wearing an Armani suit dressed to kill. He looks around the parking lot taking a deep breath before stepping forward. A man wearing a Jonathyn Brown mask presumably Infamous follows Sewaside after exiting the vehicle. Next the Administrator exits the vehicle. He looks at both Sewaside and Infamous and smiles patting both of them on the back. Sewaside looks a bit uncomfortable but Infamous lays his head on the Administrator's arm. The Administrator pulls his arms back looking at his watch.

"You guys ready to get this done?"

Sewaside and Infamous nod before walking ahead of him into the building.

"Today is a the begining of a new era."

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We open the show up with the first match of MARSHALL CAGE, INFAMOUS and NICHOLAS MARTINAZ- the XTREME RULES One Fall, in which would be the last chance for MARTINAZ. MARTINAZ needs to not get pinned otherwise, HE WILL BE BEHEADED!

The camera pans about the ring, and to the crowd as the crowd is still going nuts for this WEDNESDAY'S WARFARE! Before the camera cuts back towards the ring, the camera pans over to the GUILLOTINE station that is just off ringside up left of the entranceway! Near the ring is already all three of the opponents. CAGE to the left, to the right is INFAMOUS. Outside of the ring is MARTINAZ seemingly game planning before SHANE 's theme begins to play.

HALLOWEEN III by The Bleeding Light blares! The fans mix with boos and cheers, chants of BLACK CIRCLE and chants of DOWN WITH . SHANE walks through the entrance curtain carrying a medium size sack of potatoes, one potato particularly is being carried in his hand! Before anything stares down the guillotine station, that shining neck trimmer blade glistening and blinking the arena lights off back to him. is either speaking with, or making out with the damn potato in his hand, as he spins his attention on strolling to the ring. He's paying the boos no mind as he continues to stroll down the entrance way towards the ring. INFAMOUS steps close to the ropes near MARTINAZ and looking towards . Walking himself around the edge of the ringside matting; passes by MARTINAZ dropping the sack of potatoes down on the ringsteps and cutting back to MARTINAZ. INFAMOUS tries to get the attention of , but seems to be having more perspective on that fucking potato!

points to the guillotine and points at the neck of MARTINAZ, surely letting it be known that should the fall be down to MARTINAZ being defeated- HIS HEAD WILL ROLL! STOP.... DROP... AND ROLL! steps away and goes back to kissing and licking the potato, making it all wet and sticky. moves over to the timekeeper's area so that the match can begin. INFAMOUS with his smiling 'happy mask' stares down the whole way; obviously since he's one of the many ANTI-BLACK CIRCLE renegades. waves his hand about and the referee calls for the bell. INFAMOUS rips his smiling 'happy mask' off and underneath is a frowning 'sad or upset mask'.

CAGE wastes no time and rushes over to the entering MARTINAZ! MARTINAZ flies off the apron and ropes crashing to the guardrailing barricade that encircles the ringside area! INFAMOUS spins after handing off his mask to an Official ringside and walks over to CAGE.

CAGE elbows the pursuing INFAMOUS into the chest but INFAMOUS drops to his knees and slams himself forward into the gut of CAGE. INFAMOUS leaps up and catches CAGE spinning CAGE around with a spinning neckbreaker! CAGE flops holding his neck and sits up, as INFAMOUS smirks rubbing his chest as INFAMOUS lifts CAGE up and whips him across to the corner. CAGE crashes into the turnbuckles and his knees buckle beneath him, hanging him up onto the top ropes just chilling in the corner. INFAMOUS steps backwards and there is MARTINAZ pulling himself back up the apron and ropes standing there as INFAMOUS turns and grabs the head and neck of MARTINAZ and dropping straight down to the mat- guillotine cutting MARTINAZ's neck right across the top ring rope! INFAMOUS rolls to his feet as MARTINAZ bounces backwards and SMACK! Drops right to the matted floor outside the ring! MARTINAZ is out cold on the floor outside, he's not moving and his hands are holding his neck for dear life.

CAGE gingerly steps forward his back starting to regain feeling as INFAMOUS delivers a chop to the chest of CAGE and the crowd yells WWWOOOOO!!! INFAMOUS pushes CAGE backwards into the ropes and without visible purpose pokes CAGE in the eyes! What the fuck! CAGE is temporarily blind as INFAMOUS steps back to the center of the ring and leaps forward towards CAGE clotheslining CAGE as well as flipping outside the ring!

CAGE and INFAMOUS fly to the outside of the ring and crash to the matted floor!

SMACK-CRASH!

INFAMOUS pushes himself towards the barricade, as CAGE is laying motionless looking to the rafters. INFAMOUS turns and looks at but is in his own little world kissing and whispering sweet nothings to that fucking potato. MARTINAZ is stirring on the side of the ring and he steps himself around towards where INFAMOUS and CAGE are. INFAMOUS stands up and charges MARTINAZ, grabbing MARTINAZ before MARTINAZ can realize- as INFAMOUS whips MARTINAZ over with a belly to belly suplex into the steel steps! CRASH!! The sack of potatoes scatters all over the area and the steps separate and MARTINAZ is laying in a heap on the ground. Meanwhile CAGE is pulling himself up struggling to stand but INFAMOUS rushes him, and before INFAMOUS can move, CAGE drop toe holds INFAMOUS forcing INFAMOUS to drop into the apron and smash over to the floor. CAGE smiles looking down at the frowning mask face of INFAMOUS as his hands clasp his forehead!

CAGE begins a flurry of kicks to the side and leg of INFAMOUS forcing INFAMOUS to roll closer to the barricade! INFAMOUS hurries and hops to a crouching positions but CAGE is ready leaping up onto the apron. INFAMOUS senses no more kicks and stands up! But CAGE has already springboarded off the middle rope and is flipping with a moonsault right over INFAMOUS' HEAD! CAGE comes down crashing onto INFAMOUS as they both drop to the floor! The referee checks on both of them, and notices INFAMOUS is buried down underneath the body of CAGE! The referee drops down, and begins the count...

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breaks a moments concentration from the potato to stand and look whom is being pinned....

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sits back down, as INFAMOUS pushes CAGE off of him kicking out to the pinfall attempt! The crowd is excited as CAGE reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a ladder!

INFAMOUS pulls himself up on the barricade looking at the ladder and CAGE ready to do some real damage. CAGE slides the ladder bridging the gap from the ring to the barricade and INFAMOUS stalls him by leaping underneath and SPEARING CAGE!!!

INFAMOUS walks over to holding his shoulder and grabs the potato from his hand and looking dead at his face. Without mind, reaches into his suit jacket and from an inner pocket pulls another fucking POTATO! INFAMOUS is pissed! INFAMOUS walks over to the slowly rising CAGE and slams the potato that was licked on, kissed, 'jizzed on probably' and made babies with from right into the center of CAGE's forehead! CAGE drops hard to the ground but there is MARTINAZ stumbling about, pushing the ladder down to the floor. The ladder is still up onto the apron of the ring but isn't in the way for him to walk. INFAMOUS reaches underneath the apron and grabs a SCREWDRIVER! A Phillips screwdriver- and still pissed at being ignored, INFAMOUS grabs the NEW potato from - and walks over to the dizzy MARTINAZ and slams the screwdriver through the potato into the shoulder of MARTINAZ! MARTINAZ freaks! Pain shooting through his body, and the potato stuck to his shoulder! Drops into a fetal position holding his bleeding shoulder!

still not giving a fuck, pulls another potato from his pockets and worships it. INFAMOUS still confused onto what will get the damn attention, is diverted by CAGE whom whips INFAMOUS down the side of the ringside towards that guillotine! INFAMOUS stalls right before it as CAGE pursues leaping at INFAMOUS, INFAMOUS spinning launching CAGE up and CAGE catches the guillotine base and leaps springboard flipping backwards again! INFAMOUS catches CAGE but CAGE landed on INFAMOUS' shoulder as INFAMOUS lays CAGE out with a powerbomb! THUD!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

The crowd freaks at that entire exchange and the potential mayhem that could have happened should have CAGE gone crashing into that guillotine! CAGE must not be that awake tonight because INFAMOUS just seems ready and one or two steps ahead. INFAMOUS walks back over to MARTINAZ whom must be out cold because he's not moving. INFAMOUS rolls MARTINAZ into the ring, and follows- grabbing him up still potato stabbed into his shoulder. INFAMOUS lifts MARTINAZ up and flips him about dropping him with that BRAINBUSTER DEATHVALLEY DRIVER!

INFATUATION!

CRIPPLED and OUT COLD!

INFAMOUS drops down onto the chest of MARTINAZ as the referee hurries over and starts his count....


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stands and hurries potato in hand....


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has a grin....


TTHHRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!


drops the potato and stares intently at the ring. INFAMOUS reaches for his mask, and rips the 'sad upset mask' off and reveals another SMILEY HAPPY FACE mask.. INFAMOUS pushes himself over to the edge of the ring, and CAGE manages to pull himself up on the apron but off the ring. INFAMOUS unsure on what's gonna happen, pulls himself out of the ring....

CAGE and INFAMOUS... look at each other as SHANE is like a damn lion stalking his prey. Stalking MARTINAZ whom just been pinned.


WINNER: INFAMOUS!

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After everyone else leaves the area, Shane eventually makes his way into the ring with Nicholas Martinaz who is still out cold. Shane smiles.

: We knew this time was coming and you've been able to delay it far too long. Now there is no escape! I need some practice before I decapitate The Administrator on Shove It!

Shane pulls Nicholas up and throws him out of the ring.

: Waggle Fuckin' Bagga!

Shane exits the ring and drags him over to the guillotine. He locks Nicholas in place and slaps his face to wake him up while he's locked in the guillotine.

: Why don't you set up the place you're going to so it looks real nice when Administrator joins you in a few days. Can you do that for me?

Shane drops the blade and it slices right through Nicholas' neck!

The head drops and Shane looks down at it... then he starts to smile as none other than John Madison runs down to the ring!

: It's all you! Do your thing!

Madison eyeballs the head as it sits still on the canvas. He backs up into the corner and gets ready...

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He sprints toward the head!

KICK!

The head goes flying!

: And it's good!

The head hits a young girl in the face and knocks her unconscious as several of the people sitting around her all start fighting over who gets to keep the head. What the fuck is going on here!?

Shane and John Madison look on in delight, happy that Nicholas Martinaz has completed a full and successful XWF career.

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From Madison, Wisconsin it's - Sewaside!

As the lights in the arena fall black a spotlight beams down on the rampway leading to the back stage area. Seconds latter Side Weighs' "Cold As Death" rumbles from the arena speakers and Sewaside emerges on to the ramp way as a thousand bulbs flash. He takes his time getting to the ring looking on pleased with the worship of his adoring followers.

From Huntington Beach, California it's - David"Shadows"Mosier!



D.Shadows walks out as Superman By Goldfinger hits over the PA system. He walks down the ramp as he lights up a blunt. He takes a few puffs and hands it to someone in the crowd and then walks up the steel steps and steps in through the ropes. He walks over to one of the ring posts and sits on the top of it blowing out the smoke from his lungs and waits for the match to start.

Both Sewaside and David "Shadows" Mosier, meet up in the center of the ring as the fans erupt in an outpour of enthusiasm! The cheers are almost deafening for both wrestlers in an almost equal capacity. It seems the XWF veteran - Sewaside, upon returning has resurrected some new blood in the form of fans and they're all dying to let him know they're rooting for his victory. While the stoner fan favorite - D Shadows, also gains a respective amount of cheers, it's clear that with the pop of excitement Sewaside is getting and on his second match no less, it won't be long before his fan base surmounts even some of the longest lasting champs in the fed. And as the bubbling excitement only begins to grow in volume from the audience while both men lock eyes, the ref signals for the bell and this match begins!

Shadows catching Sewaside right off the bat with Back Fist into a European Upper Cut followed by a Missile Drop Kick! Sewaside rocks the canvas hard from that dropkick, but he's quick back up to his feet and flies towards Shadows with an impressive Enziguri, that crashes Mosier straight to the canvas! From there Shadows has little time to react, before Sewaside yanks David right into a Figure Four Leg Lock!

Sewaside pulls the hold tight and the fans gasp.

Will this be an early victory for Side?

No!

Shadows with a hand out to the bottom rope, breaks that hold just as soon as it started!

Both men hen rise to their feet, breathing heavy as they're ushered back from one another by the ref. Yet the separation isn't long lasting, before Shadows comes at Sewaside with a Springboard Clothesline! Sewaside hits the canvas and Shadows is right after him with a Jumping Backflip Double Knee Drop to Sewaside's throat! Oh my god!

Sewaside gags and rolls to the side as Shadows bounds up to his feet and rushes to the ropes. David climbs them and takes a secure position on the turnbuckle, before launching himself off into a 450 Splash!

Oh shit!

Sewaside moves just in the nick of time though and Shadows slams right into the canvas! Shadows rolls about from the shock of colliding to the canvas and Sewaside slowly pulls himself up. Grabbing Mosier by a tuft of his hair and ripping him up, only to serve David with a Gut Wrench Suplex!

With David laid out, Sewaside takes this moment to head off to the ropes himself. Ascending them quickly and leaping off into a Shooting Star Press! Side flies towards Shadows with impeccable precision and connects with unparalleled accuracy!

David Shadows surges with agony in the middle of the canvas from the connection of that epic move and Side is right there to put David into an Indian Death Lock!

Shadows screams out in pain as Sewaside applies the pressure, wrenching the hold tight! The crowd is on their feet at this moment, their cries drowning out the bellows of agony Mosier is releasing! Mosier looks up and begins to stretch for the ropes. A pained look of desperation flashing across his face as he fruitlessly flails his arm around.

Sewaside seeing this, grunts out in determination and simply yanks the hold tighter. Placing as much pressure as he can into the hold. David's face is the picture of torture, he wants to give up. But somehow, he purges forward and grabs the rope, breaking yet another hold!

Sewaside is back to his feet this time quicker than David "Shadows" Mosier, who staggers and sways from what he's just endured. Shadows looks like hell and he slaps himself in the face and shakes his head about to try and regain some perspective. A luxury that doesn't last long before Sewaside is charging at Shadows.

However, David looks up just in time and is able to dodge out of the way! Sewaside crashes into the ropes and Mosier is right after him as he spins Sewaside around and catches Sewaside with a OG Kush Bomb (Sit-out Powerbomb)!

From there it's a quick roll up pin from Shadows to Side!

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Kickout!

Sewaside lifts himself off the canvas as David Shadows gingerly rises as well, clearly looking to be the one who's gone through the most damage here tonight. Shadows is not ready for Side, when he charges this time. Swiftly hitting Mosier with a Spear!

Shadows back slams into the turnbuckle from that move as he topples forward right into Sewaside and into an immediate Belly To Belly Suplex! Shadows crashes into the canvas and Sewaside returns to the ropes, but only for a moment before he comes down hard onto David with - Death's Doorway (Shooting star leg drop)!

Side hooks the leg for the pin after that as the fans are on their feet and counting along with the ref!

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Winner: Sewaside!

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A hand knocks at Shane ’s office door. 

:  Worble florble come in! 

The hand pushes the door open, and the camera pans across someone’s back.  We pan up and notice that where a luscious head of hair would be on any other man…there rests YELLOW FEATHERS!

Dr. Zero:  Greetings!  It is I, Dr. Zero!

Shane chews on a raw potato and looks confused.  He swallows and grimaces in pain.  He glares at Dr. Zero with his one good eye.

:  Who?

Dr. Zero:  Dr. Zero!  And I bring to you a list of complaints AND requests.  Well, not quite a list…Just a few.  One or two, really.  FIRST:  I am OUTRAGED at the attention that the lowly Stevie Tyler has received over the past two weeks.  Here I stand, the undefeated 24/7 FTW UFO E1999 Champion and co-winner of the Lethal Lottery tournament and I am being treated as a second class citizen!  I hear he has been granted a shot at the Trios titles without even winning a match!?  PREPOSTEROUS!  I am BY FAR more deserving of accolades and awards than that plebeian, Stevie Tyler.

Shane blinks at him and hiccups.

Dr. Zero starts to get flustered, but adjusts his collar, composing himself.

Dr. Zero:  This is why I, the honorable and very handsome Dr. Zero, am formally requesting a position in The Black Circle.

Shane spews potato all over Dr. Zero’s face. 

:  Are you NUTS!?  YOU’RE A CHICKEN MONSTER!  The Black Circle is no home for a CHICKEN MONSTER!  BAWK BAWK!  BAWKBAWKBAWKBAWK!!!

Shane gets up and struts around the room like a rooster.  Dr. Zero tosses his arms in the air and storms out of the room. That doesn't stop Shane from going over to the wall and "pecking" it in a very sporadic, bird like manner.

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WE OWN IT hits on the PA system. Simon Lee comes out and poses for the crowd. Simon gets close to the ring. He heads up the steps to get into the ring. Simon goes to one of the corners and poses for the crowd then gets down.

The lights go out.


SOMA, the familiar entrance tune of Eli James IV, starts to play over the speakers. Simon is awaiting his opponent but no one is coming.......

All of a sudden, the music stops.

Over the speakers plays...


The ref points up and a spot is on Eli.

He's being lowered to the ring from the ceiling on a DISCO BALL! He's sitting on top of it with a smile.. singing as loud as he can as he spins in circles. No one can really make out what he's singing.

WHAT THE FUCK? WHAT THE FUCK? is being chanted by the crowd as this behavior is very strange from Eli.

The disco ball finally gets close to the ring. He asks the ring announcer for a microphone... he pulls something out of his shirt pocket... it's a knife and.. a potato.

Eli James IV: "One potato, two potato, three potato, four..."

He drops the microphone.. laughing.. and throws the potato all over the crowd. He steps off the disco ball and starts skipping around the ring. The disco ball starts to go up..

ELI ATTACKS SIMON WITH A STRONG CLOTHESLINE! Simon did not see that coming. Eli starts stomping on Simon.

"DON'T BE SHY, SIMON! IT'S ONLY FOR A MINUTE."

Eli picks him up and moves him to the corner. He's whispering in his ear and tosses him to the middle of the ring. Eli walks and starts to slap the back of Simon's head. Simon throws a punch and Eli smiles. He embraces it. Eli hits Simon with a couple of punches of his own which sends him back to the mat. Eli starts singing Amazing Grace... he's setting it up... THE CLEANSING!

Out from the back is a little girl skipping. She's holding some plastic bags. It's Lacey Rex. It's Elisha's mother, daughter, or something. She's skipping around the ring... she stops and turns toward the ring.. she's opening the bags.. she flings them up in the air.. WHITE POWDER GOES EVERYWHERE! She starts to skip to the back...

Eli gets on his knees and starts scooping some in his left hand... he's walking over to Simon.. he's covering Simon's nose and mouth with his right hand! Simon can't breathe! Eli is laughing... he's putting his left hand close to his face with the white powder....

Eli lowers his hand to let his nose breathe some air but quickly puts his left hand at the nose.. SIMON SNORTS COCAINE!

The ref is beside himself.... Eli holds him down...

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The disco ball is being lowered again...

Eli is tying Simon to the Disco Ball! Simon can't break free and he's all hyped on cocaine. Eli gets a microphone once again...

Eli James IV: "This... is what ya want isn't it Shane? Drugs? Disco? Diseases? Death? Hehehe.. Hehehe... You led this place into darkness. If you want me gone, then you may have to be the main to send me away. Jack be Nimble... Jack, be nimble... Jack, be quick, Jack, jump over the candlestick... Jack jumped high... Jack jumped low... Jack jumped over.. and burned his toe. It's a shame he got burned..."

Eli drops the microphone and lays his hand on Simon's head. He pulls out a very small bottle of anointing oil and dabs it on the head.. then pours it on Simon. He turns to the camera..

Eli James IV: "Shane. Here comes the light."

Eli turns and throws a lit match on Simon! The lights go out!! SIMON IS BURNING!!! EMT'S AND SECURITY QUICKLY RUSH OUT WITH FIRE EXTINGUISHERS TO PUT HIM OUT..

What is wrong with this guy...

The lights suddenly go out in the arena...

What the hell?!

The X-Tron lights up and we see the face of Andrew Morrison, he is looking down and laughing. He raises his arms up and to the side with his hands open and smirks.

"Eli James. Simon Nash. Nothing personal. But I warned you. I warned all of you. I warned you that HELL was coming to you all. I warned you, ! I warned you as well, Administrator and your Network! The time of reckoning is at hand!"

He lowers his hands and suddenly the X-Tron fades to black, yet we still hear Morrison's voice.

"I'm back. And I'm not alone..."

Oh my god!

All of the sudden, we see three thin spotlights shine down upon three figures in the ring. One is a dark purple, one is green, and the last is a dark blood red. From above, it is shown these three are standing in a triangle with the red alone at the top.

What in the world is this!?

The lights suddenly come back on and we see Eli James IV and Simon Nash in the middle of the ring surrounded! They are surrounded by Andrew Morrison and two others, one male, one female. The male begins throwing vicious lefts and rights to Nash, and the female claws and strikes at Eli! The four are trading shots back and forth as Andrew stands against the ropes with his hands held up and he has a mic in his hand.

"The world is watching! The XWF is watching! Tera Vincent! Michael Kelly! Show the world what you are made of!"

At these words, the male, presumely the one known as Michael Kelly, grabs Simon by the neck and salutes the crowd and then flips them off before planting Nash into the ground with a vicious reverse STO! The MK-48!

Simon Nash has just been dropped by this Michael Kelly! What a devastating move by Kelly! And this woman, this bitch has Eli by the hair, what is she trying to do!?

The woman, Tera Vincent, headbutts Eli and then lifts him up and places him on her back as if she was about to throw him down with an Alabama Slam but then jumps into the air and lands with Eli's head between her knees! The Kiss of Death! Eli hits the ring with a skull-crushing thud! She then rolls him over and gently places a kiss to Eli's forehead!

OH MY GOD the former Europan champion, Eli James, may have just gotten his neck broken by this bitch! What the hell is going on here!? Andrew Morrison's thugs have just laid these two out!

Morrison, this whole time, is smirking. He then walks over to Eli James and nudges his head roughly with his foot.

"Eli, you of all people should have seen this coming, why, you pathetic Bible-thumper, I told you that HELL was coming. You didn't believe me! Why, it seems you both have paid the consequence!"

Morrison motions to Vincent to pick Eli up and Morrison then places Eli's head under his arm and lifts him up and holds him up.

What is Morrison doing!?

Morrison drops Eli and hits him with a horrendous stunner as he drops to his knees and hits Eli with the Damnation Drop!

Vincent and Kelly then lift up Simon and place him under Morrison's arm and raise their arms as Morrison lifts up Nash and hits him with the Damnation Drop!

Good god, these three have wiped out Simon Lee Nash and Eli James IV!

Morrison picks the mic back up and Vincent and Kelly walk over and stand by his side.

"XWF. . Administration. To those who have felt the first taste of hell, and to all of those in the back. May I introduce you to the Apocalyptic Genesis! We are the beginning of the END of the XWF as you know it!"

My god, Andrew Morrison has come back and he has come back with this Apocalyptic Genesis and has devastated Simon Lee Nash and Eli James! He warned hell was coming and it looks like it may just have!

We have to go to commercial, but don't change the channel!

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We come back to see John Cena and Ric Flair in the ring and on the opposite side is The Dimallisher and Hank Lane. Hank Lane looks as if he will start it off on his side and ….. Ric Flair and Cena are playing Roc Paper Scissors…. Ooooooffff course….. Rock… Paper…. Scissors….. Flair wins! Cena starts it off with Hank Lane. They circle each other around the ring, sizing the opposite up. The stop and lock up. Cena backs Hank Lane into the turnbuckle and knees him in the gut, followed by an elbow to the jaw and a snap mare to get Hank Lane out of the corner! Cena immediately transitions to a sleeper hold and begins to choke Hank Lane. Lane begins to wiggle around and try to break the hold but Cena is too strong. Cena stands up, keeping his hold on. Hank Lane pushes Cena to the ropes. On the rebound Hank hits Cena with a picture perfect dropkick causing Cena to drop to the mat. Cena rolls around and pops up with his eyes as wide as ever! No one does that to Cena! He’s word life! The doctor of thuganomics!

Cena charges at Hank Lane but Lane hits him in the knee with a dropkick causing Cena to drop to one knee. Hank immediately prances up and charges to the ropes. Hank comes back and dropkicks Cena in the back of the head! Cena falls to the mat and Hank Lane goes over to tag in The Dimallisher. The Dimallisher gets in the ring and picks Cena up. Cena punches The Dimallisher in the face repeatedly. The Dimallisher is hanging on the ropes and Cena backs up. Cena charges and clotheslines The Dimallisher over the top rope sending him crashing to the mat. The Dimallisher is getting up and Cena charges to the opposite turnbuckle. On the rebound Cena comes and flies over the top rope but The Dimallisher counters with a punch to the jaw of Cena causing Cena to drop the ground like Barney Green’s career!

The Dimallisher rolls in the ring and awaits Cena. Cena gets up and looks at The Dimallisher. Cena just flips him off! Cena begins to walk…. Away! He’s walking up the ramp!

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Cena runs down the ramp and into the ring as quick as Derrick Rose’s return! The Dimallisher is surprised and caught off guard by this turn of events. Cena leaps on The Dimallisher and Lou Thez Press!! The shots are raining down now! Cena gets up and picks The Dimallisher up. He drags the Dimallisher over to his corner and tags in Ric Flair. Cena grabs the Dimallisher and hold him from behind while Flair hits him with a few knife edge chops while the fans chant “WOOOOOO.” Cena lets go of The Dimallisher and gets out of the ring.

Flair grabs the Dimallisher but The Dimallisher counters and kicks Flair in his 120 Year Old Shin! Flair immediately falls to the mat and The Dimallisher takes advantage by stomping Flair. The Dimallisher backs into his turnbuckle and wait for Ric to recover. Flair recover and gets up and The Dimallisher charges. The Dimallisher …. Spear!!!!! The Dimallisher just speared the holy shit out of Ric Flair! The Dimallisher drags Ric Flair over to his corner and tags in Hank Lane. Hank Lane climbs onto the top turnbuckle and hits Flair with a diving elbow drop! Hank Lane with the pin!

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Cena comes in and kicks Lane in the jaw breaking up the pin in the process! The Dimallisher comes in the ring and clotheslines Cena out, sending himself out in the process. Hank Lane looks over the rope, checking on his teammate. Rookie mistake by the veteran as Ric Flair rolls Hank Lane up in a school boy!

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Ric Flair kicks out! Hank Lane gets up and tries to pick Flair up but Flair pushes Hank away and kicks Hank Lane in the mid-section! Hank falls to the ground in agony and Ric Flair walks over to his corner. He tags in Cena and John walks over standing over Hank Lane. Hank hops back to his feet and hits a wicked punch on Cena that sends him backwards! Hank strolls over to his corner and tags in the Dimallisher! Dimallisher runs in with a head of steam and hits a huge Dimolishment! He isn't done! He pulls Cena up...

SECOND DIMOLISHMENT!

He picks him up again...

THREE DIMOLISHMENTS!

The cover!

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Kickout! Cena's got life in him! Dimallisher lifts him up again and whips him to the ropes but on the way back Cena hits a big flying shoulder tackle!

Then... he hit THE SAME MOVE AGAIN!

Wait for it... AGAIN HE DOES A SHOULDER TACKLE!

Many of the fans are booing as Cena gets in a low stance and waits for Dimallisher to stand...

Dimallisher fights his way back up to his feet and throws a wild punch! Cena ducks and hits a big spinout powerbomb! He raises his hand into the air and walk around Dimallisher's body before looking right down into his face and waving that god damned mother fucking hand!

Cena: You can't see me!

He drops the fist across Dimallisher's forehead as the children start screaming louder than ever but all the deeper voices boo like crazy!

Cena gets in position as Dimallisher stands back up and charges at Cena... DAFUQ U! Cena nails it!

Hank Lane runs in the ring... DAFUQ U! Cena nails it! He's taken down both men with his SUPER CENA STRENGTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Young fans cheer like mad while older fans boo and throw garbage into the ring. Cena looks at Dimallisher.

Cena: You wanna give me your move a bunch of times? I can play too!

Cena pulls Dimallisher up... DAFUQ U! Cena nails it!

Cena pulls Dimallisher up... DAFUQ U! Cena nails it!

Cena pulls Dimallisher up... DAFUQ U! Cena nails it!

By now almost all the fans are booing except the most gullible, stupid kids who still are loving what they are seeing. Cena signals for ANOTHER and pulls Dimallisher up...

Cena decides to switch things up and lifts Dimallisher up with the other arm this time when picking Dimallisher up into the fireman's carry. Cena holds Dimallisher up on his shoulders while he screams at the fans and his veins look like they want to pop out of his neck. Cena's face is beet red as he throws Dimallisher up into a final DAFAQ U! Cena nails it!

Cena goes for the cover on Dimallisher!

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...Oh no! Hank Lane is starting to get to his feet!
























...Flair runs in and flops on the mat as Hank Lane runs forward...




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Lane goes to hop over Flair's body but Flair pushes himself up at just the right time to trip Lane!







Lane crashes face first into the canvas just a foot away from Cena pinning Dimallisher!





































...THREE!!!

The crowd is pissed! They're booing and throwing all kinds of crazy shit at Cena, including a T Shirt and a surprisingly large number of hot dogs! Holy fuck! This is chaos!

Young fans: Let's go Cena!

Older fans: CENA SUCKS!!!

Other fans: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

These people are going crazy tonight!

Winners: Ric Flair and John Cena

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Ric Flair and John Cena are arguing in the back. It's getting pretty heated. Cena is screaming at the Nature Boy. The Nature Boy just keeps screaming...


WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!



WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!



Cena is rearing back, his face is bright red, this is about to get ugly....



CRACK!!!!



CRACK!!!


Iron Man the masked Avenger that has been picking off the XWF roster one at a time comes out of absolutely no where and destroys both Cena and Flair with a metal baseball bat. Both men are down and not getting up.



Iron Man turns around and see's XWF security heading his direction, he drops the bat and takes off down the hall.

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"Evil Ways" by Blues Saraceno plays over the loudspeakers and Sebastian Duke walks out from behind the curtains. He walks down the ramp and to the ring in a slow, mildly menacing manner. Surely, he could've done something a little more inventive, right? Maybe not. We fade to commercial as he climbs into the ring...

...And we're back! Sebastian Duke is already in the ring awaiting to take on Asylum. He doesn't get exactly what he wants as Father walks to the top of the stage with a microphone in hand. He smiles at Duke.



Father: Sebastian, my good man. You are the first in a long line of challenges for Asylum! Before, his opponents and challengers have nothing more than specks on our windshield to be wiped off. You are one of the only people I can see matching the prowess that is Asylum! You, sir, have earned my respect!



The fans and Sebastian shakes their heads.



Father: What, you do not wish to have my respect? I see that Asylum and I are new here, but we are no laughing matter. Tonight is the night that Asylum rises to the occasion and smashes down those who believe to be Gods. Because only Death may kill a God. So, be warned, everyone in the XWF is at the mercy of Asylum who is at the mercy of myself. Offend me in any way and you get to deal with this man.



"Rains of Castamere" hits over the PA system and out walks the 7 foot monster, Asylum. The fans boo as Asylum and Father walk down to the ring. Asylum steps in and Father takes a seat at ring side.



Father: Let the fun commence!!!

The referee, who looks to be a little bit scared shitless at the two people in the ring with him decides it would be in his best interest to ring the bell and start the match. The match starts with the two circling the ring, observing the other as if they were animals in a cage at the zoo. Asylum makes the first move, charging in with a huge lariat takedown, striking Duke right in his collarbone! Duke drops to the mat, taken slightly aback by the sudden burst of aggression from one of the only men who legitimately say that they can look down on him! This truly is a clash of the titans, ladies and gents! Duke gets back up to his feet easily and shoves Asylum away from him.

Asylum takes a moment to look over at Father, who's screaming at him to pay attention to what's going on in the ring! He turns around only to receive a stiff kick to the stomach, followed with a huge Hangman's Neckbreaker! Without a second of hesitation, he takes both of his hands and shoves them into Asylum's throat! He presses against the bigger man's Adam's Apple, not clutching at his neck, looking as if he's giving CPR to Asylum's throat. Dammit Duke, that's not how it works! The ref admonishes him, likely for failing to do proper CPR and he finally backs off, leaving Asylum coughing for air behind the confines of his mask! Duke runs halfway across the ring and hits a vicious soccerball FOOTBAWL kick to the side of Asylum, connecting squarely with his ribs! Asylum rolls around on the mat, pounding the canvas.

He rolls all the way to the ropes, and uses them to pull himself off the mat and back to his feet! Duke sees this and stalks over to where Asylum stands, clutching his ribs. He approaches, but gets met with a big albeit wild punch that connects right along the jawline and sends Duke back a couple steps. Asylum bounces off the ropes, using them to get a slight increase in his normally slow starting speed and hits another Lariat Takedown, which catches Duke in the throat! Duke falls to the mat, clutching his own throat this time, possibly trying to defend against any unwanted hand to mouth resuscitation.

Asylum lays the boots in to Duke's side! Father applauds at ring side, and Asylum goes for a big leg drop!

Which he misses! Duke rolls out of the way, just barely, at the last conceivable second! Duke pulls him up by his hair and whips him into the ropes. On the rebound, Duke lifts up his leg but Asylum sees it coming and ducks under the boot. He dives forward and hits a huge inverted chop block that takes Duke off his feet entirely, and leaves him clutching his knee! Asylum is slow to get up as well, however. He pushes off the mat and gets to his knees, while Duke writhes around in agony. Asylum's back to his feet! He falls atop Duke and hooks the hurt leg!

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2...................



Powerful kickout from Duke! He's still in this one, dammit! Asylum rolls off Duke, who tries to get to his feet. On one shaky leg, he's finally back to a vertical base! Asylum; already marginally taller than Duke, manages to dwarf the big man who's now slouching over and trying to keep his injured leg from getting any more unnecessary damage! Duke throws a punch at Asylum, which connects with the man's chin. Asylum scoffs and lifts Duke up for a - Military Press! Father explodes in a laugh directed at his son for lack of a better term, which catches the referee's attention! The ref turns around...

DUKE WITH AN EYE POKE! Asylum drops him onto the mat prematurely, and Duke drops to a knee, and hits a low blow! Father is livid! He's screaming for the ref to turn around, which he does only to see Duke going for that cover!

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Father's throwing his chair around, yelling obscenities. The ref's hand hits the mat for the second time!


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Father: Come on, dammit!!!!!!

The ref's hand falls towards the mat...

KICKOUT! Duke's eyes widen! Without so much as a second thought, he rolls over and locks in Pandora's Box! His knee's obviously still giving him issues, however! Asylum grips Duke by the back and starts to stand, a power likely granted by Duke's inability to lock the hold in all the way. He lifts Duke up in the air, and he's back to his feet now! Duke's trying to shift his weight, but Asylum beats him to it!

POWERBOMB! Cover!

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Thre-Shoulder up! The ref waves off the count which might very well have been three! Asylum lifts Duke up with both hands around his neck, then off the mat entirely! Duke headbutts his opponent and struggles out of his grip, hooking an arm around his neck in the process and bringing him down in a DDT! He lands on his hurt knee however. It doesn't look like it's stopping too much this time, as he gets to his feet easier than last time, though definitely ginger in his motions. He pulls Asylum up and whips him off the ropes again, taking the time to restabalize before the bigger man came running back. Off the rebound, Duke lifts him up and drops him with a huge sidewalk slam! He holds for the cover!


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Father's up on the apron! The ref stops counting and walks over to admonish the manager, when Duke comes up on the scene too! Duke shoves Father off the apron, onto the floor below! He then returns to where Asylum lays, only to get a boot to the side of his face when he leans down to grab him. Duke stumbles back, trying not to fall over his hurt leg. Asylum leaps up and rushes over to the side of the ring where Father fell from, seeing him on the floor.

Asylum is pissed! He lets out a primal scream and and turns around...

And into a Soul Shot! Duke with the cover!

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Foot on the ropes, followed by a huge shove off! Duke's back to his feet and so is Asylum! Asylum has Duke in his clutches!

QUAD CREATOR! (Irish Curse Backbreaker!)

But wait, he's keeping him across his back, and shoves his other foot into Duke's face! He's turning this shit into a submission hold! Duke's screaming in agony! Asylum laughs in his guttural, growling snicker! Duke tries to reach...

ROPES! The ref's calling for him to break the hold, which he does at 4 99/100! Duke lays on the mat, still holding onto the rope before Asylum comes back for seconds! He peels Duke from the mat, only to get hit with a stiff, open palm strike to the throat of Asylum! Dammit Duke stop trying CPR, especially whilst standing!

Asylum stumbles back, and Duke grabs him...

DARKNESS FALLS! (Sitout Tombstone Piledriver!)

Cover!

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THREE!

Winner: Sebastian Duke

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Asylum! you die next!

Hey! Asylum's daddy! Maybe if you'd raised that boy of yours with an ounce of testicular fortitude, maybe he would have beat me.

Doubt it.

But, maybe.

You have no one to blame but that masked failed abortion you call a son.

When he's ready to lose again, just say the word and I'll be there to put him down again.

Maybe someone like Morbid Angel is more on your kids level.

Asylum, certainly isn't on mine.