Weekend Warfare (Sunday 7th April 2002)

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WEEKEND WARFARE, SUNDAY 7TH APRIL 2002

Scene fades in. We are following the HUD of a jet bomber, flying over Manhattan. The HUD picks out the EWA headquarters, The Bateman Center. Dig, by Mudvayne begins to play as the Bateman Centre is targeted by the aircraft's HUD. Scene cuts to a smart bomb detaching from the bomber and spiraling down through the clouds toward the Bateman Center. As it hits and explodes, the music kicks to high gear and the video montage of EWA wrestlers taking bumps etc plays in time with the beat. The music reaches a climatic hit, at which point the screen flashes white, fading back to the EWA Weekend Warfare logo, cast in shining steel, covered by tails of blue electricity. Bill Altieri's voiceover begins.

B.A.: WELCOME, ONCE AGAIN, TO THE SOLD OUT BATEMAN CENTER ARENA, AND FOLKS WE HAVE A HELL OF A SHOW TONIGHT!!!!!!

Mr. D: We sure do, Bill!! Tonight we get to see the greatest sportsman in EWA history, (pause) President Flaws!!!!

B.A.: I don't know about the greatest but I sure will say he's DAMN GOOD!!! His opponent Ethan Hunter is gonna have his work cut out for him tonight. Also on the card, Steven Rage will attempt to secure a spot BACK into the EWA World Title Tournament against Chris Chaos!!!! Our main event of the evening is gonna be a slobberknocker as Mac "Truck" Maloy takes on J.C. Swinger, the winner advancing in the tournament to vie for a chance at the EWA World Title.

( Pearl Jam breaks the ongoing commentary of Bill Altieri and Mr. D. The Psychotron plays wrestling match excerpts when Bridge steps out from behind the backstage curtain. Bridge, ignoring the crowds cheers struts down to the arena with an evil look of determination on his face. Bridge enters the ring and stands near the announcer's side ropes awaiting the arrival of his opponent.)

B.A.: And the action is ready to get started here tonight on WARFARE!!!. Our first bout pits this man, The Bridge, against the man who eliminated him at the Royal Rumble, El Spastico.

Mr. D: Yeah I hope Bridge is ready to get more of the same tonight!!!

( The Bee Gees cut of B.A. before he can get out a comment, El Spastico breaks out into the arena in full stride. Bridge rushes the stage side ropes hoping to catch El Spastico as he rolls in but Spastico see's the blitz and slide under the ropes between the legs of Bridge, and darts across the mat to the other ropes. Bridge charges Spastico as he rebounds but is stopped dead in his tracks as El Spastico lands in the air and Dropkicks Bridge across the ring and over the top rope.)

B.A.: THE ACTION IS UNDERWAY AND ALREADY BRIDGE FINDS HIMSELF ON THE OUTSIDE FROM THAT HIGH FLYING DROPKICK FROM EL SPASTICO!!!!

Mr. D: YEAH!!!! If this was another Royal Rumble type match then Bridge would already be eliminated.

B.A.: That's true D but a Royal Rumble match its not. This is a normal 1 on 1. Mano a Mano.

Spastico kicks his feet up into the air and leaps back to a vertical base. He uses the announcer's side ropes again to boost him across the ring. Spastico leaps over the stage side top rope where Bridge stands on the floor. Spastico goes for the Suicide Dive but Bridge is to quick and moves to of the way swiping at Spastico like he was shewing a fly. Spastico collides with the floor and rolls around on the concrete in pain.

B.A.: SPASTICO WENT FOR THE HOMERUN EARLY BUT BRIDGE WAS WAITING AND SPASTICO MAY BE OUT OF THIS MATCH!!!!

Mr. D.: I doubt that. He's a luchadore from Mexico. I've been around long enough to know that those guys can take a HELL OF A LOT more punishment than that!!

Bridge takes a minute to shake the cobwebs then goes over to Spastico laying on the mat clutching his ribs from the impact of the missed high risk maneuver. Bridge begins stomping on the midsection of Spastico then raises him up to his feet. Bridge slingshots Spastico across the floor sending him on a collision course with the ring steps. Spastico hits the steps separating the steel and sending the top steps across the floor. Bridge quickly follows up, picking Spastico up and landing a vicious DDT on the padded concrete floor.

B.A.: MY GOD WHAT AN AWESOME MOVE!!!! SPASTICO COULD BE PARALYZED AFTER THAT BRUTAL MANEUVER!!!

Mr. D.: GET UP SPAZ!!!!!

Bridge continues his onslaught with some more stomping to the midsection of El Spastico. Bridge helps his opponent up only to knock him down again with a powerful over hand right to the face. Spastico barely conscious manages to land an Eye Rake on Bridge to gain some separation. Referee Mark Parker gives Spastico his mandatory warning as Spastico stumbles his way over to the announcers table leaning against it to help him keep his feet. Bridge on the side of the ring gets to his feet and follows, not far behind. Spastico and Bridge trade punch for punch but Spastico comes out with the advantage as he lift a knee into the stomach of Bridge crumbling him over in pain. Spastico grabs Bridge buy the back of the head and slams it down into the announcers table. Spastico raises his arms in an egotistical manner. Spastico basks in his own awesomeness as Bridge clutches his forehead as he lays at the foot of the announcer's table.

Mr. D: QUIT STRUTTING AROUND YOU DUMBASS AND FINISH HIM OFF!!!!

B.A.: Spastico may be taking to much time showing off here.

Spastico returns a few kicks to Bridge while he lays on the floor. Spastico stops and focuses his attention on the time keeper, without haste Spastico walks over and flings the time keeper out of his chair and folds the steel weapon and raises it over his head. Bridge trying to make it back to his feet is quickly struck on the back with a steel folding chair. Bridge grabs for his back as he screams in agony. Spastico rolls Bridge over on his stomach for the cover.

B.A. SPASTICO UTILIZES THE FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE RULE HERE!!!

Referee Parker: 1....2....(kick out)

B.A.: A NEAR FALL!!! Bridge manages to dig down deep and kick out before the three.

Spastico show's his dissatisfaction with referee Mark Parker by pointing a finger in his face. Bridge struggles to get to his feet as Spastico pulls up the ring apron and begins pulling out a table from underneath the ring. Spastico sets the table up and turns to Bridge who greets him with another overhand right to the face. Spastico whales back striking Bridge. The two men stand toe to toe exchanging blows but Bridge manages to gain the upperhand in the brawl. With the advantage in hand Bridge rolls Spastico back in the ring and follows.

Mr.D.: SHIT!!!! I wanted to see Spaz put that mother fucker Bridge through the table.

B.A.: Well this hardcore match isn't over yet. You just might get what you ask for if this goes on any longer.

Bridge grapples Spastico from behind locking him into a full nelson. Bridge lifts Spastico into the air, gives a twist, and slams Spastico into the canvass. Spastico lands the back of his head flush against the mat and rolls around holding the back of his head. Bridge goes for the cover.

Referee Mark Parker: 1....2...(kick out)

B.A. THRE....NO, ALMOST A THREE COUNT BUT SPASTICO MANAGES TO GET A SHOULDER UP!!!!

Bridge hesitates not in his follow up and quickly hovers over Spastico and delivers blow after blow to Spastico's head. Bridge grabs the leg of Spastico and puts him into an Ankle Lock. Spastico screams wildly trying to keep from tapping the mat. Bridge torques the ankle over and over against trying to get the submission. Spastico lifts his upper body off the canvass and somersaults through the hold ripping his foot out of the grip of Bridge. Spastico rolls again until he rolls under the bottom rope onto the floor. Bridge, getting slowly up, walks over to the announcer's side ropes to retrieve Spastico. Spastico grabs the steel chair he left there earlier and catches Bridge on his approach and smashes him over the head with it. Bridge falls backward onto the canvass where he lies motionless.

B.A.: GOOD LORD THAT SICKENING THUD OF STEEL ON SKULL, AND JUST LIKE THAT BRIDGE IS NO LONGER IN CONTROL IN THIS MATCHUP!!!

Mr. D: GET IN THERE AND PIN THAT FUCKER!!!!!

Spastico, limping, manages to hobble over to the other set of steps and uses the ringpost to aid him back into the ring. Spastico hops over to Bridge falling on top of him for the pin.

B.A.: ONE...TWO...THRE.(kick out). NO, only a two!!!!

Mr.D.: I don't think this ref knows how to count to three. That's the slowest count I've ever seen. Spastico should have beaten Bridge twice now.

Spastico, in frustration, begins choking the life out of Bridge. Bridge gasping for air reaches a hand up and thumbs Spastico in the eye. Bridge manages himself to a vertical base while Spastico wipes the tears from his eye. Spastico quickly thrusts a boot into the stomach of Bridge as Bridge goes for an over head smash. Spastico muscles Bridge into a corner and lands two shoulder blocks in the sweetened midsection of Bridge. Spastico Irish whips Bridge into the opposite corner with resounding force and Bridge narrowly misses flying over the top rope from the force of the collision. Spastico makes his way to the other corner to the battered bridge and places him in a seated position on the top rope. Spastico mounts the first then second turnbuckle leaping into the air and landing on the shoulders of Bridge attempting a hurricanranna. Bridge, sensing the maneuver quickly grabs a rope with one hand stopping the motion of Spastico. Bridge, with Spastico still on his shoulders, dismount the turnbuckles and carries his opponent over to the announcers side ropes aiming for the table that Spastico placed on the floor. Spastico flails wildly looking back at the target of Bridge. Spastico grabs the head of Bridge and begins pounding his fists into Bridge's skull. Bridges legs begin to buckle and Spastico sees his opportunity and shifts his weight throwing his head backward performing a Hurricanranna. Bridge vaults over the tope rope and crashes through the table on the outside.

B.A. MY GOD!!!! MY GOD!!!! MY GOD!!!! SPASTICO JUST DROVE BRIDGE THROUGH A TABLE USING THE SAME MOVE THAT ELIMINATED BRIDGE IN THE ROOKIE ROYAL RUMBLE. THIS MATCH IS OVER!!!!

Mr. D: WOOOOOOOOHOOOOO!!! HE KILLED HIM!!!!!

Spastico, now on the floor, crawls over to Bridge who lye's in a triangle of splintered wood. Spastico goes for the cover.

Referee Mark Parker: 1....2....

At the last moment Spastico pulls Bridge up off the floor buy the hair. Spastico looks into the eyes of the referee who's shrugging his arms in confusion. El Spastico lifts a finger at the ref and begins waiving it back and forth in a "no" gesture.

B.A.: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!!! EL SPASTICO HAS BRIDGE BEET AND HE'S NOT GOING FOR THE COVER!!!! WHAT THE HELL DOES HE WANT TO DO?!?

Mr.D.: I'LL TELL YA WHAT HE WANTS TO DO!!! HE WANTS TO PUT BRIDGE OUT OF THE EWA FOR LIFE!!!! HE WANTS TO END HIS FUCKING CAREER!!! YEEEAAAAHHHH!!! WHOOP HIS ASS SPASTICO!!!!

Spastico rises to his feet and turns to B.A. and Mr. D. He begins throwing monitors off into the floor and swiping the mics off the table. Spastico reaches down at Bridge, picking him up, and rolling him onto the table. Spastico looks around at the crowd then rushes the ring leaping onto the apron then atop the third rope and Moonsaults into the air. Spastico lands flush on top of Bridge cratering the announcers table to the floor and both men lie motionless. Referee Mark Parker slides into position.

Referee Parker: 1....2....3!!!!!!

B.A.: MY GOD THE CARNAGE!!!! THE DEVASTATION!!!! EL SPASTICO HAS ONE THIS MATCH BUT HE'S PAID THE PRICE!!! BOTH MEN ARE STILL DOWN AND IT'LL BE A WONDER IF THEY'LL EVER GET UP AGAIN!!!!!

Referee's and EMT's come rushing out of the back with first aid and trauma kits in hand the camera goes to commercial.

camera returns from commercial and focuses in on B.A. and Mr.D who are sitting in their chairs dawning their headsets. At there feet lies the remains of the announce table.

B.A.: Welcome back from that station break ladies and gentlemen and as you can see its already been one HELL of a night here in the Bateman Center and we've still got plenty to go. We will try to give you the best commentary we can given the circumstances.

Mr.D.: Where's President Flaws? He needs to get some people out here to fix this shit. I can't work under these conditions!!!

Pyro bursts into the air as Drowning Pool's "Tearing Away" begins to play in the arena. The lights black at the onset of the pyro begin to come up with a singular bright spotlight on the entrance. Ravage emerges from the entrance and makes his way to the front of the stage. Both cheers and boos greet the rookie as he makes his way down the ramp and into the ring.

B.A.: We're set for action here in our second bout as this rookie known as Ravage takes his position in the ring. I don't know what kind of resume he brings to the EWA but from the looks of him, he definitely has the tools to go a long way here in the EWA.

Mr.D: Yeah but you know what they say, Bill!

Mr. D: Never judge a book by its cover!!

B.A.: Well that's certainly true.

The Corruptor's entrance music halts the playing of "Tearing Away" as the ex-cop walks down to the ring. Ravage makes his way to the oncoming opponent and Corruptor steps back from the ring signaling to Referee Jack Cole to get Ravage away from the ropes so he may enter. Cole steps in trying to shove Ravage away as Ravage points his finger at Corruptor and mouths profanities. Corruptor slowly makes his way up the steps and between the second and third rope. Cole calls for the bell and the match begins. Both men size each other up for an extended period of time before they lock up in a collar and elbow tie up. Corruptor slides Ravage into a headlock but Ravage quickly counters into a hammerlock. Corruptor, momentarily in pain, reverses into his own hammerlock. Ravage flings an elbow back and connects with the Corruptor's face.

B.A.: Some textbook maneuvers here but Ravage gains the upper hand with that back elbow.

Ravage Irish whips Corruptor into the opposite ropes and leaps into the air and attempts a dropkick but Corruptor anticipates it and grasps the ropes to stop him and Ravage falls to the floor as Corruptor drops to the mat and rolls outside the ring. Corruptor shakes his arm out still feeling the affects of the hammerlock. Cole begins the count out.

Referee Cole: 1....2....3....4...

B.A.: Corruptor may loose this by way of countout if he don't get back in the ring.

Mr.D.: This is a smart move buy Corruptor. He's taking a few minutes to gather himself and not let Ravage get an upperhand.

Corruptor finally get back into the ring in the same manner as his previous entrance and both men circle again. The collar and elbow tie up is applied again but this time Corruptor brings up a knee and slams it into the stomach of Ravage, buckling him over. Corruptor follows up with a roundhouse right to the cheek spinning Ravage around. Corruptor darts at Ravage for a shortarm clothesline as he turns around but Ravage ducks under and exits the ring under the announcer's side ropes. Referee Cole begins another count.

Referee Cole: 1....2....3....4....5....

B.A.: A little slow goings here in this match as neither man wants to commit to giving up any offense to the other.

Mr.D. ( turns to the crowd and begins a chant ) Boooorrriiinnngggg....Boooorrriiinnnggg...(the crowed follows in suit)

Referee Cole nearing the end of the count stops as Ravage rolls on to the apron then back off again forcing a new count. Cole takes another 5 count and then makes his way up the steps into the ring. A third collar and elbow this time resulting in Ravage taking Corruptor over with a hip toss and following up by locking Corruptor in a reverse chin lock. Ravage continually orders Cole to ask Corruptor for the submission but Corruptor only winces from the minor pain and slowly begins to muscle himself back up. Ravage. Thrusts some quick elbows into the sternum of Ravage for separation then bounces off the near ropes and lands the clothesline on Ravage.

B.A.: A big clothesline there buy Corruptor and this match is starting to pick up!!

Just as B.A. finishes his comment Corruptor applies his own basic submission on Ravage and puts him in an leg grapevine. Cole steps in and asks Ravage but Ravage just shakes his head now as he lifts his torso off the mat to relieve the pressure. Corruptor releases the hold in frustration, takes a vertical base and begins stomping on the tender knee of Ravage.

B.A.: The Corruptor going to work on that leg now. Looks like he's got a plan and is gonna take out the knee of Ravage.

Mr.D.: Yeah if you shatter someone's knee cap its kinda hard for them to fight back, you know!!!

Corruptor lays the leg of Ravage across a near bottom rope, straddling the leg he leaps into the air and falls into a sitting position on the leg. Ravage screams in agony as Corruptor leaps into the air again. Cole steps in giving the break count on Corruptor as he picks up the leg and performs a step-over toe hold on Ravage. Ravage pounds the mat in pain but shakes his head no as Cole steps in for another submission check.

B.A.: The Corruptor really punishing the knee of Ravage now. If he keeps this up Ravage's career here in the EWA or any fed, for that matter, may be short lived.

Mr.D: Yeah those knee injuries are a bitch to recover from, too.

Ravage manages to pull himself to a near rope to break the hold and Corruptor milks the count releasing at four. Cole warns Corruptor to give a more compliant break but Corruptor shrugs him off. Ravage uses the grasped ropes to pull himself up but gimps around the ring while Corruptor argues with the ref. Corruptor back on the attack rushes Ravage again but Ravage ducks under and back body drops Corruptor on the mat. Ravage attempts to walk the pain in his knee out when fans start standing up on the far side of the ring. The crowd know in full ovation turn their attention to the stage where a figure has appeared on the stage.

B.A.: Folks I don't know what's going on here but Rick the Brick has decided to come out here and get a better look at this matchup.

Mr.D.: I don't know why he wants to watch this match. I've seen old people FUCK more excitedly than this.

B.A.: What were you doing watching old people....

Mr.D.: SHUT UP!!!! Don't even go there!!!

Ravage and Corruptor stand next to each other looking as if they are gonna lock up again when they notice Rick the Brick approaching the ring from the ramp. Both men look at each other in confusion as climbs the steps and makes his way into the ring. Both competitors eye each other again with more of a look of approval then both men dart for The Brick. Brick rushes raising both mammoth arms into the air and clotheslines both men to the mat. Jack Cole calls for the bell but The Brick grabs him by the referee jersey and tosses him over the top rope onto the floor.

B.A.: AWWWWW WHAT THE HELL!!!! BRICK ISN'T IN THIS MATCHUP HE'S GOT NO BUSINESS HERE???

Mr.D: I GUESS BRICK WAS AS BORED WITH THIS MATCH AS I WAS!!!! HAHAHAHA, I LOVE IT!!!!

Brick opts for Corruptor to be his victim and pulls him up catching Corruptors head underneath his arm. Brick looks out into the crowd and points to the sky just before hoisting Corruptor up.

B.A.: OH MY GOD!!! IT'S THE PANCAKE!!! BRICK JUST PANCAKED THE CORRUPTOR TO HELL!!!!!

Mr.D: MORE!!!! MORE!!! MORE!!!!

Brick grabs the remaining victim, Ravage, and Irish whips him across the ring to the ropes. Ravage unable to stop himself bounds back at Brick. The crowd goes wild with cheers as Brick uses his awesome strength and Ravage's momentum, shooting Ravage into the air and forcing him into the mat on decent.

Mr.D: THE BRICK LAYER!!!!!! YEAHHHHHHH PLANT THAT MOFO!!!!!!

Brick circles the ring to take in the unbelievable carnage he has performed in the ring. Brick dismounts the apron through the ropes and back up the ramp to the backstage area while the crowd shouts their cheers through the Bateman Center.

The Psychotron keys up and camera opens on Steven Rage who is in his locker room drinking a bottle of water. He has dyed his hair bright red. He looks into a mirror with an intense stare. Taking a sip of water he starts to slick back his hair.

Steven: Well well well its time for me to go and and beat Chaos's sorry ass all over the fucking arena. It's hard work but someone has to do it. Then after I win I'll be placed back into the Title Tournament.......and then I'll get to hopefully get a rematch to face either J.C. Swinger....what a cocky, egotistical, jackass he is or rather wants to be..... and then that way I've have another good chance to get my hands on that sexy, little vixen Tina! Or I'll have to get in the ring with that short, little, sweaty, hairy bitch......Mac Maloy! The only way that bitch beat me was by luck anyway!!! Plus we all know how get got home........in a fucking ambulance! <laughs> I really wonder how that gold will look around my waist? (Steven starts to motion like the belt is around his waist.) But I guess I'll find out after I get out of the ring and see who I'll have next! But it all starts tonight.....with that joke of a wrestler Chris Chaos! (laughs again)

B.A.: STEVEN RAGE, TELLING US ALL WHAT HE THINKS ABOUT CHRIS CHAOS AND THAT MATCH IS COMING UP.....NEXT!!!!

B.A.: Welcome back folks, during the break our EWA ring crew and prepared the mat for a next match by erecting a massive steel cage around the ring. This thirty foot high monstrosity of sharp metal and tensile steel is perhaps the deadliest weapon in the EWA today.

Mr.D.: THANK GOD!!! After that last match I'm in the mood for some real action.

B.A.: Well we're definitely poised for a blood bath as we get ready for our next match.

Chris Chaos enters the arena from under the Psychotron. The crowd wells with cheers and boos. Chaos makes his way down to the cage stopping at the steel steps and taking a moment to look up at the structure. Hesitantly Chaos opens the cage door and climbs in the square of death and destruction and awaits Rage.

B.A.: Chaos doesn't look to comfortable in his new environment.

Mr.D: That's a nice way of putting it. He looks SCARED SHITLESS to me!!!

The lights start flashing on and off........suddenly then go out completely! Livin' It Up by Limp Bizkit starts playing all over the arena. The crowd is looking around wondering where Steven Rage will come from this time. Pyro shoots off at the top of the ramp as the music starts getting louder. Red lights begin flashing violently as all of a sudden the music turns off. A voice is heard over the arena speakers. The voice is clearly Steven Rage's but no one can see where he is all that is heard is ..."Are You Ready? Huh Chris Are You? Do you know where I am? YOU HAVE NO CLUE!!! Maybe I'm behind you. Maybe I'm in the crowd. Maybe I'm still backstage. But I hope your READY!!! Because this is my GAME, this is my WORLD, And most importantly because your ass is mine!!!" Suddenly the lights come up and Steven Rage is walking up the ring steps, with a chair in hand, getting ready to enter the cage. The ref tries to take the chair away but Rage acts like he will hit the ref if he touches the chair. The ref jumps back and Rage climbs in and closes the door behind him. The bell rings.

B.A.: THIS MATCH IS READY TO GET UNDER WAY!!!

Chaos and Rage stand toe to toe and exchange blows when Chaos lands a quick extra punch and gains the upper hand beating Rage against the ropes. Chaos flings Rage across the mat to the other side of the ropes catching Rage as he bounds back and locks in a Sleeper Hold. Rage quickly gets a shoulder free and locks his inside arm around Chaos lifting him into the air for a Belly-to-back Suplex.

B.A.: A high impact manouver there buy Rage and both men are on the mat here in the early part of the match. Both men slowly getting to there feet now.

Chaos and Rage exchange blows again. Chaos brings a knee up in the midsection of Rage sending him against the ropes. Chaos grabs a wrist to perform an Irish whip but Rage reverses send Chaos. Rage brings a knee up and crashes it into the stomach of Chaos sending him into a somersault in midair. Rage lifts Chaos sending him against the ropes again but Chaos anticipates another knee and bounds off landing a thundering clothesline. Rage craters to the mat grabbing the back of his head.

B.A.: CHAOS ALMOST TOOK HIS HEAD OFF WITH THAT MOVE, AND RAGE IS IN A BAD WAY!!!!

Mr.D: COMON' RAGE GET UP AND CHOKE THAT FUCKER OUT!!!!

Chaos lifts Rage to his feet but Rage quickly lands some elbows to the sternum of Chaos stunning him momentarily. Rage quickly takes the opportunity and DDT's Chaos on the chair he previously brought into the ring.

B.A.: A DDT ON THE CHAIR AND RAGE MAY HAVE A CHANCE TO WIN THIS MATCH HERE!!!

Mr.D: GET OUT OF THE CAGE!!!!

Rage refuses to finish the match and picks up Chaos carrying him by a handful of hair over to the chain link fencing. Rage grinds Chaos' face into the steel cutting his face on the forehead. Blood drips from the steel down onto the ropes and pooling onto the floor. Rage gets an evil look of satisfaction in his face as he smells the blood of Chaos. Rage finishes the scraping by pounding Chaos' bleeding forehead into a nearby turnbuckle. Chaos crumbles to the mat leaning against the bottom turnbuckle. Rage places a foot atop the first rope, then the second and begins his ascent to the top of the cage. But Rage stops and crawls back down to inflict more punishment on Chaos.

B.A.: RAGE REFUSES TO STOP THIS BRUTALITY AND IS GOING BACK FOR CHAOS!!! RAGE IS PERHAPS THE MOST TWISTED MAN I'VE EVER SEEN!!!

Mr.D: I THINK YOUR WRONG B.A.!!! IT'S CHAOS WHO'S ABOUT TO GET TWISTED.

Rage again picks up Chaos and performs his trademark "TWISTED" neckbreaker. Chaos' body convulses on the mat as Rage stands over him with a sadistic grin. Chaos lies motionless on the mat as Rage reaches down and grabs him buy the tights lifting him back up. Rage whips Chaos across the ring into the opposite ropes and sprints for Chaos to land a spear but Chaos instinctively drops to the floor and brings Rage down with a drop toe hold. Rage's nose bounces off the mat sending a stream of blood down his face. Chaos unable to do anything else just stays on the floor. Rage makes his way to his feet and wipes the blood from his upper lip. Rage becomes infuriated at seeing his own fluids and goes for the chair. Rage sets the chair near a corner and retrieves Chaos. Rage hoists Chaos up on his shoulders and perches on tops the turnbuckles. Rage leaps from the second rope and Powerbombs Chaos into the chair.

B.A.: GOOD GOD!!! SOMEBODY STOP THIS DESPICABLE MAN!!! HE'S GOT THIS MATCH ONE BUT HE WON'T STOP UNTIL CHAOS IS DEAD!!!

Mr.D: RAGE IS MY KIND OF GUY!!! HE'S A TRUE ASS KICKER!!!! WOOOHOOO!!!!

Rage takes one last look at Chaos then slowly makes his way to the door of the cage and crawls through the ropes. Referee Bill Williams signals for the bell as Rage's feet hit the floor. Rage raises his arms in victory looking around at the crowd. Rage then turns his attention back to Chaos with the same sick grin. Rage pulls up the ring apron and fumbles through a bag under the ring. A set of handcuffs are produced from the bag and Rage makes his way back into the ring.

B.A.: SOMEONE CALL SECURITY!!!! RAGE ISN'T GONNA STOP UNTIL HE ABSOLUTELY DESTROYS CHRIS CHAOS!!!! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!!

Mr.D: HELL HE'S ALREADY DESTROYED HIM!!! KNOW HE'S GONNA MAKE SURE HE NEVER GETS BACK IN THE RING AGAIN!!!

Rage handcuffs Chaos to the bottom rope and retrieves the chair from the middle of the ring. Rage stands over Chaos mouthing words then raises the chair into the air for the final blow. The crowd starts rumbling wildly and an alley of people part near the cage door as a figure hurdles the barricade. The man wears tight fades blue jeans with snakeskin boots. A white tight tank top show's the muscled tan skin of the man. His face is shrouded with a blue and white mask and a silver earring dangles from his ear. The man rushes into the ring and yanks the chair from Rage who has his back turned.

B.A.: THAT'S....THAT'S....JESUS GONZALES!!!! THE MEXICAN SUPERSTAR!!!! AND HE'S HAD ENOUGH OF THIS!!!

Mr.D: WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING IN THERE!?! HE'S NOT IN THIS MATCH!!!

Jesus clobbers Rage over the head with the chair flattening Rage to the mat. Gonzalez pulls Rage's limp body over to the near turnbuckle as he climbs on top. Jesus extends to a full stance and leaps from the top rope performing a 540 splash with a twist on Rage.

B.A.: LA GRANDE FINALE!!! LA GRANDE FINALE!!! JESUS GONZALEZ HAS MADE HIS PRESENCE FELT!! HIS FIRST VICTIM BEING STEVEN RAGE!!!

The crowd begins chanting HOLY..SHIT!!! HOLY...SHIT!! HOLY...SHIT!!! as Jesus raises his arms and makes his way up the ramp to the backstage area. Rage begins to move slightly in the ring rolling his body over to catch a glimpse of his assailant.

B.A.: FOLKS WHEN WE COME BACK WE'LL SEE ETHAN HUNTER TAKE ON THE EWA PRESIDENT PHIL FLAWS!!! DON'T TOUCH THAT DIAL WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

Bill Altieri can be heard saying "my god" as the camera fades out and to commercial.

B.A. Welcome back everyone and we're ready for our second to last match tonight as Ethan Hunter takes on our own EWA President Phil Flaws.

Mr.D.: I'm not sure what Ethan Hunter is thinking right now. I guess he forgot just who signs his paychecks.

B.A.: Well Mr. D if you'll remember correctly it was President Flaws who asked for this match, not the other way around.

Mr.D.: Yeah but that didn't mean he had to except

"Smooth Criminal" by Alien Ant Farm blares over the P.A. as Ethan Hunter and his manager Justin Richards make their way from the backstage to the arena. Hunter, wearing his usual wrestling attire, makes his way down to the arena. Richards constantly goading and pointing at Hunter to get him pumped up for the match. Hunter walks intensely toward the ring and enters as Richards parts the second and third ropes for him.

B.A.: Ethan Hunter looking in top form tonight and with a definite advantage with Richards in his corner

Mr.D.: Yeah to much of an advantage if you ask me. Personally I don't think he should be out here!!

B.A.: I don't see why not. Richards is his manager

WANNA FUCK WITH SHADY

WILL FUCKIN' KILL YOU

B.A.: AND HERE HE IS THE PRESIDENT AND OWNER OF THE EWA. A FORMER WRESTLER AND COMPETITOR IN THE SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY..MR. FLAWS!

Flaws struts down to the ring slowly, wearing a sleeveless black sweatshirt with gold Gold's Gym lettering and zebra striped weight lifters pants. Richards exits the ring leaving Hunter who waits as Flaws walks over to the ring announcer. The ref steps in front of Hunter on order from Flaws while the president whispers into the ring announcers ears. After a few second the announcer shakes his head at flaws and brings the microphone up to speak.

Ring Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!! MR. FLAWS HAS INFORMED ME THAT IN ORDER TO MAKE SURE THERE IS NO OUTSIDE INTERFERENCE HE HAS APPOINTED A SPECIAL GUEST RING ANNOUNCER.....SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, YOUR SPECIAL ENFORCER REFEREE TONIGHT IS.....RIIIIICK THE BRIIICK.

"Timebomb" by Godsmack erupts over the P.A. system as Rick the Brick comes out from under the Psychotron on announcement. Brick, wearing a EWA referee shirt, makes his way down to the ring and stands on the outside. The fans explode into boos as Brick takes his position for the bout.

B.A.: OH GOD!!! A SPECIAL ENFORCER MY ASS!!! HE'S A HIRED HAND!!!

Mr.D: WHAT?? HE'S JUST OUT HERE TO MAKE SURE JUSTIN RICHARDS DOESN'T INTERFERE!!!

B.A.: Yeah, I'll bet!!!

Flaws smiles at Hunter as referee Mark Parker calls for the start of the match. Hunter and Flaws circle each other at the onset of the bell. Hunter fakes the lock up and brings up a boot nailing flaws in the stomach. Hunter goes on the attack again pummeling Flaws with continuous right hands until he has Flaws backed into the corner. Hunter chops Flaws across the chest and the crowd lets out the ever familiar "WOOOO". Hunter lands another chop, then another and Flaws grabs his chest in pain and scampers out of the corner holding the top rope. Hunter catches him midring and whips Flaws across to the opposite ropes. Flaws rebounds and ducks under an oncoming Hunter clothesline. Hunter turns around to swing at Flaws but is greeted by several roundhouse right hands to the face.

B.A.: Flaws takes control from Hunter here and is showing his in ring ability landing those hard shots to the face of Ethan Hunter

Flaws bullies Ethan against the ropes and Irish whips him across the ring. Flaws picks Hunter up and Sidewalk slams him down to the canvass. Flaws follows with the cover.

B.A.: 1....2....NO!!! Ethan Hunter not gonna go down that easy as he manages to kick out of the pin

Mr.D.: Yeah but you know what I think about Referee Mark Parker. He's got a habit of counting to slow.

Flaws gets to his feet and uses the near ropes to gain some momentum and drops a lethal forearm across the head of Hunter. Flaws keeps the forearm across the face of Hunter and mashes it into his cheek. Hunter kicks the air wildly in pain then kicks out from under the forearm. Hunter rolls over and regains a vertical base. Flaws, still on the offensive, lands some sweetening punches to Hunters face then cradles Ethan's head under his arm. Flaws hoist Hunter's legs high into the air and performs a textbook Hanging Vertical Suplex on Hunter and follows with a cover

B.A.: FLAWS WITH A HIGH IMPACT MOVE GOING FOR ANOTHER COVER HERE....

Referee Parker: 1...2...(kick out)

Mr.D: C'MON' PREZ, YOU GOTTA HOOK THE LEG!!!!

President Flaws blatantly chokes Hunter in frustration. Richards screams at Referee Mark Parker to step in and break the illegal move. Parker gives the break count and Flaws releases the hold. Flaws tries to lift Hunter up but Hunter lands a quick right hand to the ribs catching Flaws by surprise. Ethan cradles Flaws' head and performs a swinging neckbreaker in the middle of the ring. Both men seemingly winded manage to get back to their feet. Hunter with the first initiative lands a kick to the midsection buckling Flaws over and plants him on the mat with a DDT. Hunter hooks the near leg for the cover.

Referee Parker: 1...2...(kick out)

B.A.: A NEAR FALL...and this match was almost over but President Flaws manages to get a shoulder out from under Hunter and stay in this match

Mr.D: I don't think Flaws is quite out of this match yet. This guy is a former superstar himself.

Hunter raise Flaws to his feet and goes to grappling again but Flaws thinks fast and stabs a thumb in the right eye of Hunter. Richards, louder now, screams at Parker again because of the illegal move. Parker steps in between the two to warn Flaws but is quickly shoved out of the way. Flaws muscles Hunter into a corner and returns some chops of his own receiving the same response from the crowd. Red whelps swell on Hunters chest leaving an imprint of Flaws hand. Flaws ducks a head and drives a shoulder into Hunter's stomach.

B.A.: The President going low and forcing that shoulder into the midsection trying to drive the wind out of Ethan Hunter here. Maybe trying to wear him down a little bit. Hunter not having as much experience in the ring per say but Flaws hasn't been in competition in a while.

Mr.D: Flaws is an accomplished ring veteran, Bill!!! SHIT!!!, He's probably forgot more about wrestling than Ethan Hunter even knows.

Flaws allows Hunter out of the corner but as Ethan passes Flaws rakes Hunter across the back. Richards become livid outside the ring and jumps up on the apron screaming at Mark Parker for allowing to many illegal moves. Rick the Brick makes his way from the other side of the ring and grabs Richards by the feet and pulls him down off the apron. Brick points a finger in Justin's face and gives him a verbal warning. Brick turns his back after the discussion and walks to a near ringpost instead of returning to the other side.

B.A. Richards not happy with the officiating it seems and Rick the Brick steps in to get the attention of Richards

Mr.D: RICHARDS IS A BIG FUCKING BABY!!! It's not like Flaws whacked Hunter over the head with a chair or put him through a table.

Flaws chases Hunter down as Parker diverts his attention from Richards and Brick back to the action. Flaws whales at Hunter but Hunter ducks under the oncoming punch and counters with a clothesline. Hunter gets back to his feet and retrieve Flaws from the mat, hooking the leg while cradling his head Hunter performs a Northern Lights Suplex for the pin.

Referee Parker: 1...2..(kick out

B.A.: YET ANOTHER NEAR FALL!! President Flaws not going silently into that goodnight slips a shoulder off the canvass and this match continues.

Mr.D: WHEW!!! I was sweating bullets there for a second! COMON' PREZ!!!!!

Hunter gets up and pulls Flaws to his feet. Hunter goes for the Irish whip and ducks his head for a back body drop Flaws spy's the mistake of Hunter and brings a foot up and kicks Hunter in the face. Quickly, Flaws kicks Hunter in the stomach to double him over then locks Ethan in a standing headscissors. Flaws lifts Hunter's lower body into the air and plants Ethan into the mat with a piledriver.

B.A. PILEDRIVER!!! PILEDRIVER!!! PILEDRIVER!!!! THIS COULD BE IT ETHAN MAY NOT BE ABLE TO GET UP!!! FLAWS GOES FOR THE COVER....1...2...

Richards quickly jumps up on the apron screaming loudly. Parker breaks the three count and runs to the ropes to stop Richards from entering. Flaws raises up off of Hunter and eyes the distracted ref. Flaws turns his attention to Brick who makes his way over to Richards. Brick pulls Richards down again and begins yelling in Justin's face while poking him in the chest. Brick shoots a finger toward the backstage area signaling for the ejection but Richards just shakes his head in defiance.

B.A.: THE PREZ MAY HAVE HAD IT ONE BUT RICHARDS HAS INTERFERED!!!

Mr.D: SEND THAT SON OF A BITCH PACKING RICK!!!! HE'S GONE!!! HUNTER IS ON HIS OWN!!!

Brick commands Richards to the back again with another finger to the chest but Richards still refusing shoves Rick. Rick becomes infuriated and drives a fist into the face of Justin sending him to the floor. Brick snaps and starts stomping Richards again and again. Flaws back in the ring has pulled Ethan to his feet and is landing punches to Hunter's head.)

B.A.: THE BRICK HAS SNAPPED AND HE'S WHOOPING JUSTIN RICHARDS ASS ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING!!!!

Mr.D.: KICK HIM AGAIN!!!! KICK HIM AGAIN!!! BEAT HIS ASS!!!!

Brick retreats from the downed Richards and goes over to the time keepers table to retrieve a chair. Folding the chair up Brick walks back over to Justin Richards and begins driving it down into his sternum. Flaws still punching away at Ethan inside the ring looses control when Hunter blocks a shot and counters with a flurry of his own punches. Ethan lands a quick DDT. Ethan kicks back to his feet and pulls Flaws up. Ethan attempts to whip Flaws across the ring but Phil counters and sends Ethan instead. Rick the Brick begins whaling over and over on Richards raising the chair high into the air and smashing it down on to Justin's beaten body. Ethan hits the ropes but Brick raises the chair again inadvertently whacking Hunter in the back of the head. Parker witnesses the impact out of the corner of his eye and watches as Ethan crumbles to the ground. Parker begins flinging fingers at the time keeper signaling for the bell.)

Ring Announcer: LADIEEEES AND GENTLEMAAAAN....YOUR WINNER, AS THE RESULT OF A DISQUALIFICATION ETHAN HUUUUUUUNTERRRRRRRRR!!!!

B.A. ETHAN HUNTER HAS WON THIS MATCH ON A DQ!!!! HE'S DEFIED THE BOSS!!!! HE'S GOT A WIN OVER PRESIDENT FLAWS!!!!

Mr.D: WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF A BULLSHIT CALL WAS THAT!!!! THAT WAS JUST AN ACCIDENT!!!! I THINK RICHARDS GOT THE REF IN HIS POCKET!!!!

( Flaws walks over to Referee Mark Parker and grabs him by the shirt screaming his disapproval. Parker shoves Flaws away only to be rewarded with a right hand to the temple. Parker falls to the mat and out of the ring to the floor. Flaws walks over to the near side ropes where brick stands over the unconscious Richards. Flaws signals for Brick to get into the ring and begins shouting at Brick and pointing at Ethan who lies on the mat. Brick looks around at the crowd for a few seconds then picks up Hunter's near lifeless body off the mat. Brick cradles Hunter's head underneath his arm grabbing his trunks with his free hand. Brick lifts him into the air and lands The Pancake on Hunter. Flaws still commands Brick as he gets up off of Hunter. Brick obeys by lifting Hunter up again and giving him another Pancake.)

B.A.: NOW THE TRUTH COMES OUT!!! BRICK IS JUST A HIRED GUN!!! HE'S DESTROYING HUNTER ON ORDERS OF OUR PRESIDENT PHIL FLAWS!!!!

Mr.D: THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR FUCKING WITH MANAGEMENT!!!!!! HIT HIM WITH ANOTHER ONE!!!

WANNA FUCK WITH SHADY

WILL FUCKIN' KILL YOU

President Flaws and Brick exit the ring together as Rick the Brick continually raises Flaws hand in victory celebration. The camera goes to commercial as the two exit the arena under the Psychotron.

The arena goes dark as J.C. Swinger new entrance music "I stand alone" by Godsmack roar's through the sound system. The lights flash back on, blinking dark blue, red and purple as the word Icon is flashing on the ramp and on the mat in the ring. Fog is coming from the ramp way, and at the climax of the song J.C. Swinger comes out with Tina. J.C. Swinger has his trusty kendo stick in one hand and bottled water in the other hand his long black hair is slick back and dripping wet.

BA: What a physical specimen!

Mr. D: I agree. Tina is fuckin' FINE!

BA: I was talking about JC Swinger.

Mr. D: well BA.that's odd. I thought you were married.

BA: Just stop it, would you?

J.C. Swinger is wearing black and blue trunks with the word Icon on the back of them in big old English

letters. Also he has on black boots, black kneepads, and no shirt to show off his muscles. Tina looks the same, with long blond hair, and blue eyes. She has her hair and nails done and is wearing a skin tight, very thin baby blue dress with a long slit on the right side, with blue high hills. J.C. Swinger is standing on the ramp looking at the crowd as they almost boo him out of the building.

BA: The fans are really voicing their opinion here!

Mr. D: Imagine that! This place is actually booing Tina!? That's wrong. Damn wrong.

BA: You do know that JC Swinger is with her, don't you? I mean, he IS the one wrestling.

Mr. D: JC Swinger? OH..you mean Tina's valet? Yeah, I saw him.

(JC now takes a drink of water, throws the bottle into the crowd, and slowly walks to the ring with Tina in tow. Once ring side he climbs between the ropes and Tina follows. The men in the arena are going nuts as Tina bends over to get in the ring. Now J.C. Swinger walks to the turnbuckle, climbs to the second rope, and throws his arms in the air with his kendo stick in one hand. Tina points and clap but the fans are booing the roof off )

Crowd: YOU SUCK! you suck! YOU SUCK! you suck!

Mr. D: Why are they talking to Tina like that? Bastards.

BA: I think they're talking to JC.

Mr. D: What is your goddamn obsession with JC?