Graveyard Shift 108

Posted: February 11th, 2010 | Category: Televised Results | No Comments »

The Card:

Hell Rell vs. The Analog Kid
Wone vs Damian Knight

Midwest Tag League Tournament 3
Mo’ Bad and Gras-Dawg vs. Eric Dillinger/Jordan Keyser
AWS Man/Adam Pyre vs. Kronin/Ryven
The Hardcore Icons vs. Jade/Hecate

Heartlands Championship
Hecate (c) vs. Gras-Dawg

Graveyard Shift 108 - January 28th, 2010 - WMW Arena in Cleveland, Ohio

Showdown in Sault's Office

[The scene opens up to Sault's office. Sault St. Marie sits at his desk, pouring over his usual paperwork. Suddenly, with no warning or knock, the door bursts open and Valora saunters in, her trademark smirk on her face and the GLC slung over her shoulder. She walks into the office and pushes the door closed with her foot, then turns her gaze to Sault.]

Sault St. Marie - Ah... Valora. Good to...

Valora - First things first, boss. I ain't payin' your fine. I warned Mr. Lackey to get out of my face, gave him three seconds to do so, he continued to get in my way. Send those fine notices all you want, I'll save 'em for when I'm low on toilet paper. Second order of business. I'm sure you've noticed I didn't show up on your schedule, but what can I say? I'm a busy woman, and since it is so time consuming, bringing in the cash for you and providing you with the ratings and media attention that secure your job and make the guys upstairs happy with you, I didn't think you'd mind the delay much...

[Sault points to the chair in front of his desk, but Valora just shakes her head and smiles. She turns back to Sault, chewing her gum.]

Valora - So, what's so important you feel the need to call me into the principal's office, hmm? Let's try to make this somewhat quick too. I got a certain Greek and a certain Chinese chick in bad need of a beatdown.

Sault St. Marie - Well, it's nice to see that holding the GLC hasn't changed you at all. Look, I'm sure we can work out the details about those fines later. Right now, I think we have a few more important things to talk about. So, if you would, have a seat.

[He points back to the seat, and she reluctantly sits down.]

Sault St. Marie - As you are aware, we recently made the decision, as a company, to move away from where we were with the AWA and join a much larger pool of peers, in the World Wrestling Association. We've really positioned ourselves in a great place, both financially and competitively.

[Valora yawns, rolling her eyes a bit.]

Sault St. Marie - To cut the story short, we can't do this as individuals working by ourselves. This is going to take the company working together to put us where we really need to be. And, we've all stepped up. Both on the staff side, with Jane Coughlin and Mischa Barnes getting involved with the talent to bring those opinions and

[He throws out a few air quotes.]

Sault St. Marie - ...flavors... to our fanbase, but also you and the rest of the roster, making yourselves known around the WWA. Now, obviously, you're the Great Lakes Champion. The leader of the pack, if you will. But, that doesn't necessarily put you above everything...

[He leans back in his chair.]

Sault St. Marie - Let me just say this. Any publicity is good publicity. You hear that all of the time. But, there is a difference between publicity that promotes WMW and the people within it, and then there is publicity that puts a negative light on what we do here.

Valora - So you choose Kronin over me in the Dream PPV? After I went out and defended WMW that HOW asshole? Nice reward for loyalty there, boss. Especially when you're dealing with your Great Lakes Champ and the person who singlehandedly dragged your federation from unknown to in the damn spotlight. Jade couldn't do that. Your golden boy Kronin couldn't do that. I did that.

Sault St. Marie - For sure, no one is over looking you. No one has forgotten you. But, you've also got to understand our position here. Much like you've got to understand your personal roadblocks. You've had to overcome a lot to get where you are here in WMW. The fact that you've stepped up, much like Jade before you, and took the GLC title really shows the level of talent that you are. But, not everyone is acceptant of women fighters.

[Valora scoffs and rolls her eyes coughing 'Bullshit']

Sault St. Marie - I'm sorry, Valora, but that's a simple fact. And, it's an idea that we, all of us here in WMW, need to defeat. So, for the first opportunity, no - we didn't feel it was the right time to put you in a make or break situation. Politically correct or not, that's just how it goes. Kronin was the best choice. And, for you to publicly go against that only makes the company look bad.

Valora - So Kronin was the best choice? Ya still think that after watching him have a woman slammed on him and pinned by Joe Drago? You bet on size, power and strength, you also threw a big [bleep]ing target in that cage for everybody to hit. I think you chose wrong. Bottom line. And what about this tag wars thing? Jade and Hecate? You finally get the balls to send a woman and you decide that I'm still not the best choice? I'm starting to feel very unappreciated here....

Sault St. Marie - Look, I - feel you. I totally understand where you're coming from. But, you've got to give me the same respect. Looking at the opportunities we have in the WWA, all though minimal right now, we've got to choose wisely. We found out about the Tag Wars only a few weeks ago. We didn't have a lot of time to prepare, so we did what we felt was the best decision for everyone involved.

[Valora narrows her eyes clenching her fists and cracking her knuckles, her displeasure evident on her face.]

Sault St. Marie - It was the best decision, Valora. And, if you think about it, we could have easily sent Ryven and Kronin after what they did at Groundhog Slay 2010, but again, we did what we felt was the right thing to do.

Valora - More excuses. You're starting to piss me off, Sault. I may not be a corporate ass like you, but I believe me being pissed is not good for you.

Sault St. Marie - Look, we're taking this issue away from where it needs to be. This doesn't need to between you and I. I wanted, just like the fans, wanted to see you and Umbrage fight for the Tag Team Championships. That's where your focus needed to be. But, that doesn't mean that there aren't opportunities that we see a place for you.

Valora - What opportunities are those, Sault? I have to worry about Kronin for my GLC. I can beat his ass in my sleep. Tag Team titles? Umbrage and I are veterans. We can multitask....

[Valora stands up.]

Valora - Quit making excuses and pissing me off. I don't like you as it is. Don't push me.

Sault St. Marie - Valora. You are a Champion. Champions need to keep their minds on both retaining that gold, and earning more. So, again - why would it make sense for us to send you, our Great Lakes Championship, into two matches that could be considered just about pride? Or just about putting WMW on the map?

[He leans forward and smiles.]

Sault St. Marie - What we have is an opportunity to have one of our tag teams, not just represent WMW, but also compete for the WWA Tag Team Championships. And that match, is really - something I saw an opening for you.

[Valora lets out an exasperated sigh, raising her fist and shaking her head.]

Sault St. Marie - ...but, I can see that feelings here are getting the better of the situation. You feel like you need to fight. Like you need to really speak your mind and be heard, and... I'm ready to hear you. And, I also see that you have this feeling that you can't trust that we're making the right decisions. But...

[He loosens his shoulders and looks at Valora with a serious look on his face.]

Sault St. Marie - But then again... that's why we're making the decisions and you... are not.

[Valora narrows her eyes.]

Valora - I. Don't. Like. You. Your Fat. Wealthy. Liberal sensibilities. But most of all, and I do mean most of all....

[Valora leans in, staring Sault in the eyes.]

Valora - I don't like you because you don't work for your wealth. You sit on your fat, pompous ass and take money from hard working people. You're right. I don't have a say in things round here, least not officially. But you and I both know I have sway in other areas. Keep pissing me off and we'll see just how untouchable and irreplaceable you are. Of the two of us, you're expendable. I'm not. I'd keep that in mind if I were you.

[Sault leans back in his chair and nods.]

Sault St. Marie - Like I appreciate what you bring to this company, competively and commercially, I also appreciate your sense of humor. So - tonight, I'm going to give you what you want. We're going to let you fight. Tonight, we begin MTL3. Currently, we sit at 6 teams. Potentially, we may bring in others. And, of those 6 teams, we have 4 teams that will have a chance to prove they belong representing this company and fight for WWA gold. Those teams are the Midwest Tag League Champions Kronin and Ryven. Multi-MTL Champion AWS Man and his partner Adam Pyre, and the Hardcore Icons, Valora and Umbrage.

[He smiles. Then, raises his finger, as if he just remembered something.]

Sault St. Marie - Oh yes. And of course, that other team. You know, the ones you don't think really belong representing us in WWA competitions. This, by the way, and I really think you'll enjoy this next part the most.

[He again smiles as he leans back in his chair.]

Sault St. Marie - ...your opponents tonight: Jade and Hecate. So, again, you and I could stand here and bicker back and forth all we want. But, really, I think we should just work together. I do what I'm good at - making decisions. And you...

[He leans forward again, and rests his temple on his finger.]

Sault St. Marie - And you do what you're good at.

[He points to his door.]

Sault St. Marie - Getting out of my office and worrying about the match you're scheduled for.

[Valora's eyes raise, surprised at SSM's gall and then narrow with deadly intent as she opens her mouth to respond and just shakes her head, slamming her fist into the desk and angrily storming out at the office, stopping at the door and glancing over her shoulder.]

Valora - Hope you got the medics ready. People around here are going to need them.

[Valora slams the door and storms off towards her locker room.]

Sault St. Marie - Will do.

[He smiles and looks down at his paperwork as the scene fades.]

Opening Commentary

[The shot opens up showing the WMW and Graveyard Shift logos in the WMW Arena as big bursts of Pyro go off in the background and the crowd in attendance cheers loudly. The camera pans to show Jack Gene and Bill Hughes, dressed up in their best commentating attire.]

Jack Gene - Hello and welcome to WMW Graveyard Shift 108! And, we're all set to bring you another edition of Graveyard Shift, live from WMW Arena in Cleveland, Ohio! And, my god Bill. I can't believe what we just witnessed.

Bill Hughes - Valora almost kicked his ass.

Jack Gene - Well, beyond that, Bill. I mean, it was bombshell after bombshell. First of all, even before we talk about tonight, we've got the GLC, upset beyond words, that she wasn't out, representing Cleveland in Dream on January 31st, and that she wasn't flying to Vegas this weekend to compete in Tag Wars. And,... I don't know, Bill. Is she right for feeling that way?

Bill Hughes - You're damn right she is. She's the god damn Great Lakes Championship. She is the beacon of light. She's leading the polls in just about every major media outlet out there, she's on magazine covers and she is the person that these people came out to see. Why shouldn't she be on the big stage?

Jack Gene - Well, I can't argue with that Bill. But, you heard Sault St. Marie. The WWA Tag Team Championships are coming to Cleveland... and, I'm just getting some notes handed to me... in two weeks?

Bill Hughes - What?

Jack Gene - That's right, Bill. The WWA Tag Team Championships will be on the line here in the WMW ring at Graveyard Shift 110. And Valora and Umbrage, along with Adam Pyre and AWS Man, Hecate and Jade, and the MTL Championshis Kronin and Ryven, will be up for that honor. And that's all as we begin MTL3! TDA vs. PoP, in two seperate matches, and the winners of those two matches, will face off next week, to determine who will fight for those titles.

Bill Hughes - WWA? Coming here to Cleveland? Why the [bleep] weren't we told about this sooner?

Jack Gene - I... I don't know, Bill. But, that's huge news.

Bill Hughes - Damnit! I got to make a phone call.

[Bill pushes himself away from the desk and stands up.]

Bill Hughes - There's no way the new Hughes Family Xtreme Canned Peach Cobbler Snack Attacks will be ready by then.

Jack Gene - Bill, I...

Bill Hughes - I knew we should have started earlier.

[He pulls off his headset, pulls his cell phone out of his pocket, and walks away from the desk.]

Jack Gene - Well, I... while Bill handles whatever that was, let's run down the rest of the show. As we said before, MTL3 starts tonight. Besides the 4 teams named, we're also going to see Mo' Bad and Gras-Dawg partner up against two former WTFers, Eric Dillinger and Jordan Keyser. Two interesting partnerships there. Will definitely be quite a match up. But, also on the show, in the main event. We've got Hecate defending her Heartlands Championship again... you guessed it, Gras-Dawg. Two fighters who are booked in previous matches tonight. We'll see who's got the biggest amount of endurance. That is for damn sure.

[Bill walks back to the desk. He picks up his headset.]

Bill Hughes - Well, think of something. We've got to be ready in two weeks. Just make it happen.

[Bill sits down, propping his headset on. He looks around in disgust.]

Jack Gene - Sounds like we've got a lot of excitement here tonight. The GLC and the General Manager in a heated debate. The Heartlands on the line, MTL3, WWA titles coming...

[Bill shakes his head.]

A Familiar Face in the Crowd

[The camera pans across the crowd as they cheer loudly.]

Jack Gene - I mean... just take a look at this crowd, Bill! They are on their feet. You can feel the energy all around us. And these fans... have you ever seen fans like this before?

Bill Hughes - It's the same god damn audience we have every single week.

[The camera stops at ringside, showing a slew of fans behind the barricade. It focuses on one fan in particular, who gives a half-salute to the lens.]

Jack Gene - Hey,... wait a second. It's Matrix!

Bill Hughes - What?

Jack Gene - It's Scotty Kames, a former competitor here in WMW, and he's in the audience tonight!

Bill Hughes - What? Where?

[The man known as Matrix claps politely and waves to the camera. Behind him, many fans cheer and pat his back. Clearly he has no intention of going to the ring or drawing anymore attention to himself.]

Bill Hughes - Come on... that's just a fan in a Cyberspace shirt. It's certainly not former Hardcore and Heartlands champion or WMW Hall of Famer the Matrix, aka Scott Theodore Kames.

[Jack looks at Bill with a smirk as the camera goes back to ringside.]

Bill Hughes - Not that I was a fan or anything.

Jack Gene - Of course not. But I know Matrix when I see him. I read on WrestlingMidwest.com that he was in Cleveland. I guess he's here to check out the main event!

Bill Hughes - I'm sure there is a perfectly good explanation why there's a lookalike in the front row of the WMW Arena, where the camera just so happens to find him. Because the Matrix I know would never show up so causually like that. He'd just come in and stomp some--

Jack Gene - Wait. Wait. I'm sorry, I know that was important. Did you say his middle name was Theodore?

Bill Hughes - ...

Jack Gene - Let's turn it over to Wayne Inkster to announce tonight's opening contest.

[The shot cuts to inside the ring.]

Hell Rell vs. The Analog Kid

Written by Garvin

["Mother" by Danzig blasts from the PA as The Analog Kid appears at the top of the ramp.]

Wayne Inkster - The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Hamilton, Ontario Canada, weighing in at 206lbs, he is... StormRider... The Analog Kid!

[He's clad in black work boots, faded blue jeans, black tee shirt under faded blue unbuttoned overshirt, black "quickdraw-style" glove on his right hand, saddlebag over the left shoulder and wide-brimmed black hat and black leather duster, analog emerges from the back. With his head down, he walks with purposeful stride to the ring. He climbs the ring stairs and comes in between the middle and top ropes, then walks over to his corner. He climbs to the middle turnbuckle and raises his head, unleashing the intensity in this pale blue eyes.]

Jack Gene - It's time for our opening contest. And, apparently the Analog Kid has an intro now?

Bill Hughes - Apparently. He doesn't deserve one though. Two straight losses to Wone. His only two matches here in WMW. A lot of criticism for this guy. People saying he's not in it for the competition, he's just in it for the paycheck. Makes you wonder why a guy with that type of mindset would even step into the ring against the competition here in WMW.

Jack Gene - Yeah, I don't know, Bill. But - it's only speculation at this point. What's not speculation, though, is - he's got his hands full here tonight. Hell Rell - arguably the fastest man on the roster right now. It'll be interesting to see if he can slow him down, or if the Kid will continue on his pace to having more losses than Damien Knight.

Wayne Inkster - And his opponent, hailing from the Bronx! He is... Hell! Rell!

["Take Them Panties Off" by Wax-a-million blasts from the PA as Hell Rell makes his way down to the ring.]

Jack Gene - And here comes Hell Rell. These fans are on their feet for this guy.

Bill Hughes - And, I really don't see why. Sure, he can do some great things, but when it comes to winning big matches, he fails every time. What ever happened to cheering for a guy when he wins titles?

[Just as Hell Rell slides into the ring, The Analog Kid dives at him with a falling forearm to the back.]

Jack Gene - And the Kid quickly on the attack, even before the match has started folks.

[Referee Stephen Tyler calls for the bell to begin the match as StormRider pulls up Rell. He slams a right hand into his head, which knocks Rell back into the ropes. StormRider goes for an irish whip, but Hell Rell reverses it, sending StormRider charging across the ring. Rider bounces off the ropes and Rell goes for a clothesline, but StormRider ducks it. He puts on the brakes, turns around and hits Hell Rell with a spinning heel kick, sending him down to the mat holding his head. StormRider pulls himself up to his left knee. He extends both hands out, and makes finger guns before standing back up with a smile.]

Jack Gene - The Kid taunting Hell Rell here.

Bill Hughes - He's not very imaginative. Finger guns? Come on. This guy is as lame as Impact.

[StormRider pulls up Rell and pushes him into the corner. There, he hits a knife edge chop, causing Rell to double over.]

Jack Gene - And a knife-edge chop by the Analog Kid.

[StormRider follows it up with another. He walks away towards the center of the ring. He turns back towards Hell Rell before once again whipping out the finger guns. He charges Hell Rell, going for an avalanche splash, but Rell moves out of the way.]

Jack Gene - Oh! And he missed it! And, Hell Rell now has an opening. He's climbing to the top. The Kid, holding his chest in pain. He turns and... Hell Rell with a cross body! Here's the cover! ...1! ...and StormRider gets his shoulder up.

Bill Hughes - StormRider looked to be in control here in the early goings of the match, but really let himself down by not keeping Hell Rell in the corner. He tried to be flashy, and it just didn't pay off.

Jack Gene - Hell Rell is now on the offensive.

[Rell pulls him up and delivers a right hand, followed by another. He whips Stormrider into a turnbuckle with enough force to almost flip him over the post.]

Jack Gene - Oh! What an impact on the corner there, and the fans are on their feet for Hell Rell. And, now Rell appears to be measuring him up in the corner. And here comes Rell!

Bill Hughes - Ooof!

Jack Gene - And Hell Rell hits him with an avalanche splash of his own!

[Kid staggers out of the corner, but is quickly yanked back into the turnbuckle. Rell grabs Analog by the jaw. Hell Rell starts peppering Analog with viscious chops across his chest, each one increasing with intensity. Rell leans back and then unloads another stiff punch to StormRider's head.]

Jack Gene - OH! And Hell Rell... trying to knock StormRider into the stone age with that right hand!

[Analog crumbles from the impacts, finally taking a seat on the lowest turnbuckle. Rell grabs him by the hair and raises Stormrider up, grinning.]

Jack Gene - Hell Rell pulls him back up, and he's setting up StormRider onto the top rope.

[Rell climbs up and lands 3-consecutive right hands. He then starts to set him up for a suplex.]

Jack Gene - And Hell Rell is going for it all! He looks to be trying for a Superplex here, and if he hits it, Bill, the match has got to be over.

[Rell tries to lift him up, but StormRider counters with a punch to the midsection. As Rell regains his balance, StormRider gets a thumb to his eye.]

Bill Hughes - And a thumb to the eye by the Analog Kid!

Jack Gene - And down goes Rell! Hell Rell, I don't think he can see right now, and StormRider is back to the mat. He charges and boot to the midsection!

[At that, StormRider locks on a double underhook. He lifts him up and slams him down with a double underhook front-layout facebuster.]

Jack Gene - My god! Facebuster by StormRider!

Bill Hughes - I think he calls that the Fate of Nations, but, whatever it's called, it's damn impressive.

Jack Gene - And he's going for the pin... here it comes! ...1! ...2! ...3! It's over!

["Mother" by Danzig blasts from the PA as The Analog Kid slides out of the ring.]

Wayne Inkster - Here is your winner... StormRider... the Analog Kid!

[The crowd boos as referee Stephen Tyler checks on Hell Rell.]

Jack Gene - And The Analog Kid... just bounces back after two straight losses to Wone with a huge win over Hell Rell.

Bill Hughes - That was a pretty quick match. You normally don't see Hell Rell lose in that type of fashion, but Analog Kid looked real good here tonight. He came out with the mission to turn the corner, and he definitly did that here tonight.

Jack Gene - Definitely. Well, stay tuned, we still have a lot more left. MTL3 begins tonight with 3 huge matches, plus, the Heartlands Championship is on the line as Hecate defends against the #1 Contender Gras-Dawg! This is Wrestling Midwest Graveyard Shift 108! Stay tuned!

[The scene fades.]

A Surprise waiting for Hecate

[The scene fades in on Adam Pyre backing out of Hecate's locker room, holding his finger to his lips to tell whoever is inside to be quiet. He turns around in the hallway and looks back and forth before grinning and dashing away. A few minutes later, Hecate walks into frame with her gym bag slung over her shoulder. She pushes the locker room door open and turns on the lights, to the mass of clowns that Pyre had hired earlier in the week. They instantly burst into song as she steps in.]

Clowns - HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR HECUUUUTEEEEEEEEE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!

[Hecate slams the door and turns back to the camera, looking down at the floor. Her eyes are wide as her brain tries to process what the heck is going on in her locker room. She opens the door again.]

Clowns - HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!

[Hecate shuts the door again, then takes a deep breath, and opens the door back up.]

Clowns - HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR HECUUUUUTEEEEEE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!

[Hecate closes the door yet again, then opens it.]

Clowns - HAPPY BIR--

[Door closes… Door Opens.]

Clowns - --THDAY TO YOU!!! HAP--

[Door closes… Door Opens.]

Clowns - --PY BIRTH DAY TO--

[Door closes… Door Opens.]

Clowns - --YOU!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR HECUUUUUUUTEEEEE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!

[Hecate shakes her head in frustration and then storms out of the shot.]

Daughters of Darkness have something to Say

["The Thing that Should Not Be" plays throughout the arena as the five members of the Daughters of Darkness make their way to the ring. Amariie has a mic in her hand and steps to the middle of the ring to chants from the crowd of 'You gave up!'. She waits for them to quiet before speaking.]

Amariie - I take it from that response that you plebians witnessed the events of Groundhog Slay last week.

[She pauses as the crowd cheers and resumes its taunt.]

Amariie - I will address that shortly, but first I would like to inform you that while we may not have accomplished all that we set out to, the Daughters of Darkness are still the most dominant force in this company today.

[She winces slightly as her hand goes to the back of her neck.]

Amariie - First and foremost, to all you mouth breathers out there, I did not 'give up'. I passed out, after a long and grueling match with a good friend, from a lack of oxygen to my brain.

[She pauses before continuing,]

Amariie - Yes you heard right. Friend. While you may not be able to comprehend this, what happened in that ring was strictly business. If anything, it brought us even tighter as a unit. So, while it may burst a lot of bubbles, we are still every bit as dedicated to each other and the group.

However, I did suffer an injury. As a result of Jade's submission hold, my neck has suffered a severe sprain. Now, I had the best doctors in the world examine it, because I can. I was assured that it is not career threatening, and, as long as I take it easy for a while, there will be no lingering effects. So while I may be taking some time of from the ring, don't fool yourselves that I will be going anywhere.

[Tera cracks her knuckles while nodding her head in agreement to the unit being close, Hecate looks around with a smirk and a nod as well before taking the microphone from Amariie, clasping her on the shoulder and looking around.]

Hecate - 5 matches within a 10 day period, and my partner Jade has 4 matches within the same stretch...do you see any of the so called "Elite" of this company getting off their asses and doing that? My boy Kronin stepped up last time this company had a need and worked hard for it, and now the Daughters of Darkness are stepping up to carry the show. When was the last time a title was defended in back to back weeks? That Damn Awesome!? Pft, they are too busy soaking in their hot tub to worry about this company's future and standing in the WWA...Ryven? He is too busy wallowing in his own failures and trying to top Umbrage to care about WMW as a whole...only the Daughters of Darkness have taken up the flag for the WMW and will continue to do so as long as we can.

We might have had a few set backs at Groundhog Slay, but you have to make a few sacrifices to achieve long term succuss...the Daughters of Darkness are far from finished.

[Jade Steps forward and takes the mic, looking over the crowd.]

Jade - Take a look at how my last match ended. Caught Amariie in mid air with the Jade Kick, and trust me, much as you would like to believe she tapped out, she was pretty much unconscious at that point. The submission hold was not intended to embarrass her, it was intended to send a message. At Groundhog Slay, I showed how far I willing to go to win a match. I didn't need to cheat. I didn't need to be obscene. I used skill. My enemies need to be worried, though. If I would do what I did to a friend and ally, what am I capable of doing to someone I truly do not like? Someone like... AWS Man (Also known as Bill)? Tonight. Hecate and I face off against Valora and Umbrage, one more time. Umbrage... you think you have felt pain before? I assure you you do not know the meaning of that word. But since you and Valora fancy yourselves Hardcore Icons, I shall introduce you to pain. I shall show you all the myriad ways your joints can hurt, not just tonight, but every day for the next few days.

[Jade drops the microphone as the Daughters of Darkness exit the ring and slowly make their way to the back.]

Mo' Bad & Gras-Dawg vs. Eric Dillinger & Jordan Keyser

Written by Ryven

Wayne Inkster - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Midwest Tag League Match! Introducing first, hailing from San Antonio Texas, and Nueces County, Texas, they both stand in at 6 feet, 5 inches tall and weighs in a combined 485 pounds. They are the Executioner, Jordan Keyser, and The Bastard Icon, Eric Dillinger!!!!!

["Never Let It Die," by Hatebreed starts up as Eric Dillinger steps out onto the ramp way. "Critical Acclaim" by Avenged Sevenfold then plays and Jordan Keyser makes his way out from the back wearing his black knee length black work-out shorts with a gold X at the bottom of each leg. He also sports a long sleeve hooded t-shirt with EXECUTIONER written in gold across the front. On the back it says PERFECT EXECUTION in bleeding gold script. Both men walk down to the ring, Eric slapping the hands of fans as Keyser ignores the crowd.]

Jack Gene - Well, talk about an unlikely team.

Bill Hughes - I don't think they're all that unlikely. Dillinger is synonymous with guns, and um....Keyser rhymes with geyser, which...you know...shoots out of the ground. Like a gun.

Jack Gene - You have done zero research prior to this match, am I right?

Bill Hughes - Just keeping the streak alive.

Jack Gene - Fine, I'll carry you. Again. These two have to be the favorites coming into the match; both men have far more experience in these situations and have a much more varied career to call upon when the going gets rough. Mo'Bad and Gras-Dawg are going to have one heck of an uphill climb ahead of them.

Wayne Inkster - And their opponents, hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana, and A Street Called Bad Lands, they stand in at 6 feet and six feet, 8 inches. With a combined weight of 515 pounds, they are Gras-Dawg and Mo'Bad!!!!!

["Safe 2 Say" by Fat Joe kicks in as Mo' Bad makes his way from behind the curtain, sporting a doo-rag and loose fitting, camo-decorated tights (think Sabu) with long dark colored boots. His MMA style gloves fit around a bottled water as he nonchalantly stops a few steps away from the entrance and looks over at one of the fans and shakes some of his water leaving many in the front row soaked and angry. "Get Up" by 50 Cent then plays over the speakers and Gras-Dawg walks out with a cocky strut, holding a mic and singing/rapping along to the lyrics. He wears baggy jeans worn below his hips and a baggy New Orleans Saints Jersey with a Saints hat tilted sideways on his head. Both men strut to the ring, Gras-Dawg continuing his rapping and Mo'Bad ignoring the boos of the crowd.]

Bill Hughes - I'm sorry, is the karaoke supposed to intimidate? I mean, it's not like Gras-Dawg wrote the song.

Jack Gene - But it's a great song, and he's just trying to get the crowd into the match.

Bill Hughes - The same crowd Mo'Bad basically gave an impromptu shower?

Jack Gene - I said it was a great song, I didn't say anything about it being a great plan.

[Ding, ding]

Bill Hughes - Well, it looks like we're going to start off tonight's festivities with Mo'Bad and Jordan Keyser. Which judging by the boos of the crowd, is not what they wanted to see.

Jack Gene - Apparently not. But I'm with them, I want to see Keyser and Gras-Dawg hook up again for a sequel of last week. I wonder how badly Keyser wants to get a piece of Gras-Dawg after losing that match to him last week.

Bill Hughes - Probably not as badly as I want to see him get his hands on him! That would be epic!

[Mo'Bad and Keyser hook up in the center of the ring, with Mo'Bad coming out of the grapple holding Keyser in a headlock. Mo'Bad works more leverage into the hold trying to fight against Keyser's struggles. Keyser manages to shove Mo'Bad off of him and throw him towards the ropes. Mo'Bad comes running back and ducks a running clothesline by Keyser only to recieve a monster leaping elbow, sending Mo'Bad into the mat. Keyser stands over him and drives a big boot into his midsection while looking over at Gras-Dawg and smiling. Gras-Dawg scowls in reply and starts shouting towards Keyser and pointing to himself. Keyser responds and stalks forward, getting nose to nose with Gras-Dawg.]

Jack Gene - Oh, these two couldn't even wait for a tag before getting into it!

Bill Hughes - Come on, ref! They're just talking!

[The referee moves to seperate Gras-Dawg and Keyser, turning his back on Mo'Bad who is starting to stir. Before he can even get his hands underneath him, Dillinger moves through the middle rope and hits Mo'Bad with a diving elbow to the head. He slides back out of the ring as Gras-Dawg tries to turn the referee around. Both the ref and Keyser see Mo'Bad on the mat, and Keyser moves in for a cover.]

Bill Hughes - What a move by Dillinger! The referee forgets to do his job, and Dillinger makes his presence known to Mo'Bad!

Jack Gene - That was clearly against the rules!

Bill Hughes - Rules schmules, oh, Keyser's going for a cover on Mo'Bad! 1...2...Oh man, how could he kick out of that?!

[Keyser pulls Mo'Bad up and throws him into the turnbuckle next to Dillinger. He follows up with a diving knee to Mo'Bad's midsection, then another. He and Dillinger tag in, and Keyser throws Mo'Bad into the opposite ropes. He comes running back only to be met with a drop toe hold from Keyser and a diving drop kick from Dillinger. Keyser climbs through the ropes and onto the curtain as Dillinger hauls up Mo'Bad for a spine buster.]

Jack Gene - Keyser and Dillinger are showing some real tag team potential here, Bill. They may have enough to take the belts from Kronin and Ryven if they go the distance.

Bill Hughes - Oh yeah, wouldn't want to go ten minutes without talking about those two idiots, would we?

Jack Gene - They hold the gold these men are fighting for!

Bill Hughes - For now. That'll change!

[Dillinger heaves Mo'Bad onto the corner turnbuckle and drives a shoulder into his midsection. Mo'Bad twists to try and block, but still takes the brunt of the impact. Dillinger winds up for another, but Mo'Bad manages to slip out from his grip. Dillinger leaps forward and nearly dives out of the ring. Mo'Bad staggers as his feet hit heavily toward his corner where an eager Gras-Dawg awaits. The crowd's cheering grows in anticipation as Mo'Bad stretches his arm out, looking to tag in Gras-Dawg. Just as he's about to reach his partner's grasp, Dillinger grabs Mo'Bad from behind and spins him around right into a monster clothesline. Gras-Dawg shouts in frustration as Dillinger looks up smiling, still holding onto the limp arm of Mo'Bad. Dillinger drags Mo'Bad to his corner and tags in Keyser who flips off Gras-Dawg and stops Mo'Bad.]

Jack Gene - Mo'Bad better get a tag in soon or this match isn't going to last very long!

Bill Hughes - I'm sure to Mo'Bad this has been the longest match of his life - and it looks like it's going to get even longer! Keyser and Dillinger are putting Mo'Bad onto the top turnbuckle!

Jack Gene - Oh what Dillinger and Keyser have planned...I have no idea, but it can't be good!

Bill Hughes - Says you! This is going to be epic!

[Mo'Bad sits on the top turnbuckle as Keyser climbs up, Dillinger waiting in the center of the ring. The ref counts, telling both men they better hurry or he's going to disqualify them, but Dillinger makes a rude gesture and ignores him. Keyser goes to wrap up Mo'Bad, but Mo'Bad punches Keyser in the face and gets his feet planted onto the second rope. Before any man has any time to react, Mo'Bad flips over Keyser and hits him with a monster powerbomb. The ref rushes forward to check on both men, with Dillinger close in behind looking to drop-kick Mo'Bad. Before he can get past the referee, Gras-Dawg comes out of nowhere and slams Dillinger with a elbow to the kidneys. Dillinger falls to his knees, holding his lower back. The referee turns and orders Dillinger out of the ring.]

Bill Hughes - Oh, of all the cheap... Come on, ref! Get your head in the game!

Jack Gene - How can you endorse what Dillinger did earlier and pan what just happened to him? He wasn't the legal man, he tagged in Keyser at this point!

Bill Hughes - Oh whatever, you are such a front-runner!

[Mo'Bad gets to his knees as Keyser starts to stand, both men shaky on their feet. Keyser turns and tries to clock Mo'Bad in the face, but Mo'Bad ducks it, picking up Keyser and slamming him with a spine buster. He rolls onto his back and starts to struggle toward Gras-Dawg, who has is arm out and is shouting for Mo'Bad to make the tag. The crowd screams as Mo'Bad inches closer and closer, straining to get there after the beating Dillinger just gave him. Keyser begins to stir and rolls onto his side, slowly pushing himself up.]

Bill Hughes - Come on, Keyser! Keep Mo'Bad from making the tag!

Jack Gene - He's almost there! Listen to this crowd get behind Mo'Bad! I can't believe I'm hearing this!

[In a final lunge of desperation, Mo'Bad leaps and makes contact with Gras-Dawg who storms into the match to the screams of the crowd. Keyser gets to his knees and looks around for Mo'Bad, only to see Gras-Dawg's boots standing in front of him. His eyes travel upwards and he finally locks eyes with Gras-Dawg who yells to him to get up. Keyser rises to his feet slowly before shoving Gras-Dawg back and diving towards his corner and Dillinger. Dillinger has his hand out to make the tag, but Gras-Dawg gets a grip on Keyser from behind and hits him with a monster German suplex. Keyser hits hard and rolls onto his back, with Gras-Dawg sliding over to him, shouting 'Who Dat, baby?' as he pulls Keyser to his feet. He tosses him into the turnbuckle and pounds his fists together while nodding to the crowd.]

Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg has finally gotten ahold of Keyser and he is wasting no time going for the Bourbon Street Beatdown!

Bill Hughes - This is such garbage, beating on a winded man! If Dillinger was in there Gras-Dawg wouldn't be able to get away with half of the crap he is trying!

Jack Gene - Part of you isn't excited to see these two continue this rivalry?

Bill Hughes - Not when Keyser's losing, no.

[Gras-Dawg rushes towards the corner and nails Keyser with a right fist. Then a left. Then a right. He alternates punches to the counts of the crowd, pounding Keyser into the mat. Gras-Dawg winds up for a few kicks but is interrupted as Dillinger nails him with an elbow to his kidneys. The ref steps in and scolds Dillinger, who retreats to his corner yelling at the referee to, "do your job!". Gras-Dawg staggers to the middle of the ring holding his lower back as Keyser rises from the corner. He moves towards Gras-Dawg and tries to nail him with a haymaker, but that's blocked and he's struck with a quick fist from Gras-Dawg. Keyser reels back and nails Gras-Dawg with a left hook, only to be slammed by a right jab from Gras-Dawg.]

Jack Gene - These two are hammering each other in the middle of the ring! They won't let up! I can't believe how badly these two men want to destroy the other!

Bill Hughes - It's Gras-Dawg not willing to admit that Keyser was the better man to get the Heartlands title shot last week! He just needs to let go!

[Gras-Dawg winds up for a massive left hook, but Keyser ducks it, spins Gras-Dawg to disorientate him and nails him with a belly-to-belly suplex. Keyser rolls onto his stomach and lunges towards the corner, tagging in Dillinger. Dillinger pulls Gras-Dawg to his feet and kicks him in the stomach, motioning Keyser up. Both men get a grip on Gras-Dawg and nail him with a double DDT. Keyser exits the ring to the curtain and Dillinger pulls Gras-Dawg to his feet and throws him into the corner next to Mo'Bad, calling Mo'Bad out.]

Jack Gene - What is Dillinger thinking? He just nails Gras-Dawg with that double DDT and tosses him out to the fresher man?!

Bill Hughes - But is Mo'Bad the fresher man? He took a monster beating earlier from Dillinger AND Keyser, I'm thinking Dillinger's betting on Mo'Bad being in worse shape! Quite a clever little plan, honestly.

Jack Gene - And yet you called my Harry Potter Fanfic 'stilted' and 'weak'.

Bill Hughes - You need to let that go. Some people just aren't made to be creative.

[Mo'bad steps into the ring, nodding towards Dillinger and brushing his shoulders. Dillinger points at the ropes and beckons for Mo’Bad to hit him with a shoulder block. Mo’Bad, not one to be called out, obliges him. As he returns though, Dillinger stops him dead in his tracks and pushes him back with a shoulder block of his own. Dillinger laughs and holds up a finger as if to say “One more time.”]

Jack Gene - Oh come on, now this isn't even entertaining. Do we really need to watch Dillinger stroke his own ego?

Bill Hughes - I think it's great! Dillinger's giving the little man a chance to take him down!

[As Mo'Bad takes off for the ropes, though, Dillinger plainly puts out his foot and trips his opponent so that he falls face first onto the ropes. Dillinger quickly follows up with a jumping body splash onto Mo'Bad, who slides out of the way forcing Dillinger to split the ropes.]

Bill Hughes - Illegal move! Low-blow!

Jack Gene - It's not a low-blow if he does it to himself.

Bill Hughes - Well it should be!

[Dillinger lays on the mat, holding his groin as Mo'Bad quickly dashes to the corner, leaps to the middle turnbuckle and nails a moonsault combined with a leg drop onto Dillinger.]

Jack Gene - The Mo'Badder Blues! Mo'Bad manages to halt Dillinger's momentum and nail his signature move! Mo'Bad's got a cover! The ref's there for the count!

Bill Hughes - No! No way! Mo'Bad can't win!

Jack Gene - 1....2....3!!! Mo'Bad did it! What an upset!

Wayne Inkster - Your winners, Mo'Bad and Gras-Dawg!!!!!

Jack Gene - What a great match! Mo'Bad basically stealing a win out from underneath Dillinger's nose there! Let that be a reminder to everyone out there who thinks that experience can get you everywhere - you can't let your guard down against the new talent. Especially this new crop of recruits coming into the company; they're no slouches. But regardless who won, this story between Gras-Dawg and Jordan Keyser is definitely not over.

Bill Hughes - Man, another singles match between them would be almost as sweet as watching Dillinger and Keyser rip the gold from Groanin' and Whyven! But nooooo! Mo'Bad had to be a little jerk and ruin that one!

Jack Gene - Judging by how well Dillinger and Keyser did tonight I would be surprised if we didn't see them teaming up again in the future.

Sault St. Marie and Valora's Earlier Encounter

[The shot turns back to ringside with Jack and Bill.]

Jack Gene - Well, earlier tonight, Bill - they very start of our show, we saw a very awkward conversation between the Great Lakes Champion Valora and Sault St. Marie. Some huge announcements about tonight,... and we've got to show this again, especially if you're just tuning in.

[The shot cuts to the WMW Big Screen. From black, the footage opens up in Sault St. Marie's office where Sault and Valora are.]

[Valora lets out an exasperated sigh, raising her fist and shaking her head.]

[He loosens his shoulders and looks at Valora with a serious look on his face.]

Sault St. Marie - But then again... that's why we're making the decisions and you... are not.

[Sault leans back in his chair and nods.]

[He smiles. Then, raises his finger, as if he just remembered something.]

[He again smiles as he leans back in his chair.]

[He leans forward again, and rests his temple on his finger.]

Sault St. Marie - And you do what you're good at.

[He points to his door.]

The Hardcore Icons vs. Jade and Hecate

Written by Hecate

[The lights all go out, sending the arena into blackness as "The Thing that Should not be" by Metallica blasts through the audio system in the arena as primordial storms flare to life on the videotron. The music is interrupted first by the screech of an owl and then by the roar of a dragon as a white and black owl swoops in front of the storms on the videotron followed by an Eastern Jade Dragon, a lone spot light shining down on two cloaked figures standing at the top of the entryway as the music continues. One cloaked figure steps behind the other, suggestively running hands up the first cloaked figures body before unfastening the cloak and letting it drop to the ground to show Hecate standing in black hot pants with a Jade Dragon wrapping around the her waist and a black halter top with a silvery white owl across her left breast, the Heartlands title proudly fastened around her waist. Hecate lifts her scepter up in the air before spinning around the second cloaked figure and repeating the suggestive running of her hands up the cloaked figures body before unfastening the cloak and letting it spill to the floor to reveal Jade standing there in a matching black hot pants and halter top, although on Jade the dragon is wrapped around her chest and the owl is one leg of the hot pants, pointed inwards with the Shoot title fastened proudly around her waist.]

Wayne Inkster - The following match is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match, this match is part of the Midwest Tag League 3 tournament. Introducing first, at a combined weight of 305 lbs and representing the Daughters of Darkness, they are the current Heartlands and Shoot champions...the team of The Dark Priestess HECATE !!!! and the Chinese Dragon JADE !!!!!

[Hecate and Jade stand side by side, looking at each other and then Hecate starts down towards the ring, Jade standing at the entrance watching her before taking off in a run towards the ring, Hecate hopping up onto the ring apron and dropping into a split as Jade leaps up landing on Hecate's shoulders in a handstand before vaulting over the ropes as Hecate slithers under the ring ropes on her belly and rises up behind Jade, the two staring out at the crowd belly to back before rushing the corners and hopping up to the second turnbuckle and lifting their hands, bringing a surprising amount of cheers from the fans before hopping down and waiting for their opponents.]

Jack Gene - This is a rematch of a match from Graveyard Shift 105, and tonight Hecate and Jade look to start off their run in the Midwest Tag League with a win and carry that momentum over into their trip to Vegas for the WWA Tag Team Wars this weekend.

Bill Hughes - A win here would be huge for Hecate and Jade, it would help counter the stigma that neither one can be a successful tag team wrestler and get back at the Hardcore Icon's for the win at Graveyard Shift 105.

['Burn to the Ground' by Nickelback plays and Valora and Umbrage walk out, Valora wearing her GLC belt over her shoulder and holding her trademark lead pipe in her hand, Umbrage coming out, finishing a bottle alcohol, tossing it aside, holding a steel chair in his hand. Valora moves along the crowd, who is cheering loudly for the two, firing them up raising and pumping the hand that holds the lead pipe in the air every time the chorus of the song has 'Yeah!' in it, the crowd singing along as the duo make their way to the ring. As they get in, Luna Pier greets them, ordering them to leave their weapons outside the ring. Umbrage and Valora, seem reluctant at first, but then shrug and drop their weapons outside and climb into the ring.]

Wayne Inkster - And there opponents, with a combined weight of 378 lbs and representing That Damn Awesome!, they are the current Great Lakes Champion and WMW Legend and member of the Hall of Fame....the team of VALORA SALINAS and UMBRAGE ....THE HARDCORE ICONS!!!!!

Jack Gene - Valora seems to really be questioning herself after what happened at Groundhog Slay and her failure to once again capture the tag team titles, a win here would help get the Hardcore Icons back on track.

Bill Hughes - Both Valora and Umbrage are blaming themselves for the loss, but they need to put it behind them and move on, continue to do what they do best and that's kicking ass. And here is the bell, this match is started.

(Ring, ring, ring)

[Umbrage and Jade start for their respective teams, the two locking up in the middle of the ring with Umbrage pushing Jade back into the corner, he opens up with chops and punches before referee Stephen Tyler orders him off Jade. Jade gets in a roundhouse kick over Stephen Tyler as Umbrage backs away, hitting Umbrage in the upper arm and shoulder area.]

Jack Gene - Umbrage a bit stunned by that kick, Jade following up with a flying forearm before battering Umbrage with several rapid fire kicks.

Bill Hughes - That moment was the highlight of Stephen Tyler's day if not his month...close up view of the coochie.

[Jade whips Umbrage into the ropes and delivers knee to his midsection before wrapping his arm into a hammer lock, pulling it up tightly and making Umbrage grunt in pain. Umbrage tries to break out of the hold but yanks up higher on his arm whenever he gets close to getting free, then Jade spins Umbrage around so he's facing her, bent over from the hammerlock she still has applied. Jade follows up by delivering a drop kick to Umbrage's knee and driving his shoulder down into the mat.]

Jack Gene - Quick move there by Jade, tag into Hecate with both of them working on Umbrage's arm and shoulder. Jade's out of the ring and Hecate with a wrist lock on Umbrage.

[Hecate yanks and jerks on Umbrage's arm, trying to dislocate it, then winds the arm up as she keeps the wrist lock on him. Umbrage gets in several punches to Hecate's midsection but the she returns the favor with a snap kick to umbrage's midsection, before kicking out Umbrage's legs and dropping him to the mat with his arm extended across her body in an arm breaker.]

Jack Gene - Tag by Hecate, both her and Jade in the ring now, Hecate stomping on Umbrage's arm and shoulder while Jade gets ready on the outside, slingshot over the top rope and Jade just delivered a knee to Umbrage's outstretched arm while Hecate held it.

Bill Hughes - Hecate and Jade are working even better as a team than the first time we saw them, something the Hardcore Icon's have to show they can do.

Jack Gene - Jade holding Umbrage's arm to the mat, dropping several knees onto his arm, looks like Hecate and Jade have decided to work on Umbrage's arm.

[Jade keeps Umbrage on the mat, using her body to help hold him down as she locks on an arm bar, pulling upwards on his arm as Valora starts to slam her hand into the turnbuckle in her corner. Umbrage up to his knees, Jade takes him back down to the mat with a lightening quick DDT out of the arm bar. Jade tags Hecate back in, Jade pulls Umbrage to his feet, snap mares him over into a chin lock and Hecate follows up with a drop kick to Umbrage's held head.]

Jack Gene - Hecate and Jade have been real impressive so far in this match.

Bill Hughes - Maybe Umbrage was the one to let their team down. He's certainly doing so tonight.

Jack Gene - Valora's had enough, she just ran into the ring, took down Hecate with a running bulldog and then knocked Jade down to the apron with a jumping enziguri

Bill Hughes - Now that's watching out for your partner!

Jack Gene - Stephen Tyler orders Valora out of the ring but she's reluctant to get out, she cuts around Tyler and OH!MY!GOD! just delivered the I.C.E. Breaker to Hecate as the Heartlands champ was getting to her knees.

Bill Hughes - Valora is the only one standing in the ring, a common sight when she's in the match.

[Valora finally gets out of the ring, immediately extending her hand to Umbrage who crawls his way over and makes the tag to Valora. Valora climbing to the top rope and perched there waiting, Hecate slowly getting back up to her feet...Valora connects with a missile drop kick, cover...1....2....Hecate kicks before three. Valora pulls Hecate to her feet, whips her across the ring and connects with flying cross body block.]

Jack Gene - Valora on fire here, mounting Hecate and laying down some wicked looking punches until Tyler stops her with his 5 count. Valora is pulling Hecate back to her feet, looks like she's going for a DDT.

Bill Hughes - Now Adam Pyre is going to be even angrier at Hecate, Valora mounted her but not him.

Jack Gene - Keep your mind on the match and not Valora's bedroom. Valora's DDT attempt blocked by Hecate, Valora doing for another one and it's blocked as well, the Great Lakes champion is looking rather pissed off, jumping and driving an elbow down into Hecate's spine, dropping her to one knee.

[Valora continues her offensive assault with several European uppercuts that rock Hecate back towards the ropes, Valora whips Hecate across the ring again then catches her with a tilt-a-whirl side slam on the way back. Valora up, rebounding off the ropes and stopping right by Hecate's prone body.]

Jack Gene - 5 Knuckle Shuffle by Valora on Hecate, Valora tags in Umbrage, they have Hecate up, whipping her into the ropes....wait Jade just tripped Hecate up, saving her from the double team The Hardcore Icons had planned. Referee forcing a pissed off Valora out of the ring, Umbrage has Hecate up, blind tag by Jade, Umbrage whips Hecate across the ring, looks like he's setting up for the Riot Act.

[Umbrage lifts Hecate up and snaps her over for the Riot Act spine buster, Jade comes off the top rope in a missile drop kick that connects on Umbrage, Jade landing bottom fist on top of Hecate before rolling back to her feet and connecting with a spinning roundhouse kick to Valora as the Great Lakes champion rushes into the ring. Jade hooks Umbrage up and delivers a double underhook DDT to the Hardcore Legend, going for the cover...1....2...Umbrage kicking out before the three count. Umbrage back to his feet, Jade with rapid punches to Umbrage's upper body, followed up with a Jade Palm Strike that sends him spinning towards Jade's corner.]

Jack Gene - Hecate welcoming Umbrage with a high kick that spins Umbrage right back around into a waiting Jade who delivers another kick, Umbrage turning around after kick into another kick by Hecate.

Bill Hughes - The Hardcore Legend shouldn't be used as a pinball like this. I wouldn't mind seeing this done to someone like Whyven.

Jack Gene - Umbrage has been knocked back and forth by Hecate and Jade, each one getting in a number of kicks and Umbrage looks like he doesn't even know what state he's in. Jade has tagged Hecate in again, double armwrench on Umbrage, double kick to Umbrage's midsection, another arm wrench, this time they flipped Umbrage all the way over into a sitting position....Good Lord! Jade delivering a snap kick to the back of Umbrage's head while Hecate connects with a kick to the front of Umbrage's head.

[Umbrage remains in his sitting position a moment before slumping over onto the mat, Hecate quickly into the cover....1....2.....Umbrage somehow manages to roll his shoulder and break the count. Hecate pulls Umbrage to his feet and goes to drop him to the mat with a DDT but Umbrage blocks and sends Hecate over with a back body drop. Both wrestlers crawl to their corners and tag in their partners, Valora charging into the ring to try and stop Hecate from tagging, delivering a running boot just as Hecate tags in Jade, the boot sending Hecate through the ring ropes and to the floor outside. Jade jumps up to the turnbuckle, then flips off as Valora tries to sweep Jade off the top rope.]

Jack Gene - Jade with a flip off the top turnbuckle, avoiding Valora's attempt to knock her off and Good Lord Almighty! Jade connected with a backstabber on Valora, the Great Lakes champion is writhing on the mat in pain.

Bill Hughes - Jade with some backdoor action on Valora...woot!

Jack Gene - Bill, this is a family show remember! Jade to her feet and Umbrage drops her with a Riot Act out of no where, he's not even the legal man. Valora is back to her feet and is climbing the corner....FFG one Jade, Valora with the cover...1...2...no Jade kicks out before three. Valora takes Jade back down to the mat with a DDT before charging the corner and knocking Hecate off the apron once again.

[Valora moves over and tags in Umbrage, pulling Jade into their corner and both of them working over Jade with punches and kicks. Jade fights back out of the corner, trying to make it over to tag Hecate who is back up on the apron, but Umbrage pulls her back by her hot pants and buries an elbow into her spine. Umbrage connects with a belly to back suplex on Jade and follows up with a leg drop, covering her ...1...2...Jade kicks out before the count of three. Umbrage tags Valora in again.]

Jack Gene - Valora climbing the ropes while Umbrage plants Jade with a Side Effect, Asai Moonsault from Valora right on target! The referee is distracted by Hecate who slips rakes Umbrage's eyes as he tries to keep her out and charges past them both, Hades Bound on Valora!

[Umbrage recovers and as Hecate rises to her feet after the Hades Bound, turns around and gets nailed with a huge Riot Act from Umbrage. Umbrage sends her rolling out of the ring and in turn gets knocked out of the ring by a wicked Jade kick, that knocks him over the top rope and down onto the floor near Hecate. Jade rubs the back of her head. Valora is back on her feet and stalking Jade.]

Bill Hughes - Talk about breaking down in a hurry, Stephen Tyler has lost all control of this match, these two teams are really starting to develop a tough rivalry between each other.

Jack Gene - Jade is reaching into her pants, Stephen Tyler is distracted checking on the carnage on the outside and doesn't see Valora just cold cock Jade with her brass knuckles, Jade looks out. And Valora isn't done, after getting rid of the knucks, she has Jade up...WIDOWS PEAK! Valora just delivered a widow's peak to an unconscious Jade.

[Valora smirks as she rolls Jade over, covering her full body style and looking down into Jade vacant eyes as Stephen Tyler drops down for the count...1....2....3. Tyler immediately calls for the bell and Valora remains on top of Jade looking over at Hecate as the Heartlands Champion tries to climb back into the ring. Valora keeps her eyes locked on Hecate as she leans over and licks along Jade's cheek before rolling off Jade.]

Wayne Inkster - The winners of this match, by pinfall... Valora and Umbrage...the Hardcore Icons!

Jack Gene - It wasn't a clean win, but Valora used it to play mind game with both Jade and Hecate it seems. How will this affect the two women going into Vegas this weekend for Tag Team Wars?

Bill Hughes - Right now I don't think any red blooded male cares about that, lets see the replay of that ending again.

[As the replay of the pin plays on the videotron and monitors, Hecate rolls in the ring and pulls Jade out, helping her partner to the back as'Burn to the Ground' by Nickelback plays while Umbrage and Valora celebrate in the ring.]

Damien Knight vs. Wone

Written by Garvin

[The shot opens up inside the ring where Wone and Damien Knight stand in opposite corners. Stephen Tyler checks Knight for foreign objects.]

Jack Gene - And welcome back to WMW Graveyard Shift 108! And we are just about ready to start our next contest. Wone vs. Damien Knight!

[Referee Stephen Tyler calls for the bell.]

Jack Gene - And here we go! Knight, obviously with the size advantage over Wone.

Bill Hughes - And the lame advantage, too.

[They circle one another. Knight reaches to grab a hold of Wone, but Wone drills him in the back of his right leg with a low kick. Knight stumbles briefly, before going for a clothesline. Wone ducks it and hits another kick, this time to the inside of his right leg.]

Jack Gene - And Wone, staying away from Knight's grip with those stiff kicks.

[They begin to circle again, but this time Wone drives forward with another kick, followed by another. This sends Knight stumbling backwards. Wone charges with a forearm shot that catches him in the chest. Wone charges the ropes and shoots off towards him. Knight tries to grab a hold of him, but Wone dives through his legs. He pops up on the opposite end and again goes for another forearm. This time, Knight catches him and socks him with a right hand sending Wone falling up against the ropes.]

Jack Gene - Oh! And Knight with a stiff right hand. That sends Wone back.

[Knight charges, but Wone uses the ropes as leverage and lifts his feet up, catching Knight in the mouth. As Knight turns around, he holds his jaw in pain. Wone measures him up before charging. Just as he is about to execute a move onto Knight, Knight turns and catches him with a clothesline, which sends Wone inside out.]

Bill Hughes - Jeez!

Jack Gene - Wone taken down with a viscous clothesline.

[Knight angrily stomps Wone in the back of the head, as Wone tries to pull himself up off of the mat. Wone rolls to his knees and crawls towards the corner, but Knight catches him with another stomp.]

Jack Gene - Knight showing a bit more anger than normal.

Bill Hughes - Well he should be. He's basically bought himself into every match that he's competed in for the last 3 months and has lost just about every single one of them. He's got to be in desperation mode at this point.

[Knight paces towards the center of the ring, before walking back towards Wone. He grabs Wone by the hair and pulls him up. He pushes him into the corner by the throat, before leveling him with a right hand. He catches Wone before he falls to the mat and drives him back into the corner. Knight grabs him by the throat and begins to choke.]

Jack Gene - And Knight just choking the life out of him! (...1!) And the ref has started the count!

[(...2!) ...3! He lets go and walks away from the corner. As Wone tries to pull himself away from the corner, Knight charges forward and slams a knee into his midsection. Knight walks away as the ref tries to get him out of the corner.]

Jack Gene - This is shades of MOD here. And Wone is just gasping for air. Knight showing total control here.

[Knight walks back to Wone who leans into the corner. He pulls him out by the arm, and then jams his arm into his throat with a short-arm clothesline that sends Wone back to the mat. He makes a cover.]

Jack Gene - Here's the cover! ...1! And he got a shoulder up at 1!

[As Wone tries to pull himself up, Knight quickly gets behind him with a rear-naked choke. Wone tries to fight out of it, but Knight slams a right hand into the top of his head. This causes Wone to roll out of it and quickly get back to his feet. Wone walks towards the corner, holding the top of his head. Knight gets back to his feet, and just as Wone turns around, he slams another right hand into the side of his head. Wone falls back up against the corner.]

Jack Gene - And again, Damien Knight, keeping Wone immobilized in that corner.

[Knight watches Wone hold his head in pain. He smirks, before driving another angry boot into his head. Wone falls to a sitting position, again, holding his head in pain. He looks off into the crowd as they begin to boo him. Knight shakes his head as he turns his attention back to Wone. He pulls him up and whips him across the ring, charging shortly behind him. As Wone reaches the opposite corner, he springs up and over Knight, but Knight catches him on his shoulder.]

Jack Gene - And Knight's got him up! Wone is in a bad position here!

[Knight tries to walk back towards the center of the ring, but Wone wiggles free, and slides down his back. As Knight turns around, Wone charges the ropes and bounces off. As he runs back, Knight goes for a big boot, but Wone dives with a drop kick to his knee, causing Knight to topple over.]

Jack Gene - And down goes Damien Knight! That knee just gave out on him!

[Knight quickly tries to get back up as Wone charges the ropes again. He bounces off, but as he reaches Knight, Knight reaches up and grabs him by the throat. Wone kicks him in the midsection. He throws a right hand, and lands a stiff punch to Knight's jaw. Knight quickly pushes him backwards, causing Wone to fall to the mat. Wone pops back up and as Knight tries to grab him, jumps up and hits him with a drop kick. Knight stumbles backwards but does not fall.]

Bill Hughes - Wone's got him reeling now.

[Wone once again charges, but this time Knight catches him with a big boot that sends Wone crashing to the mat.]

Jack Gene - Oh! And Knight takes him down with a huge boot, right to the face!

[Wone instinctly rolls to the outside. As Knight walks towards the ropes, the ref gets in between him and the ropes, and forces him back to the center of the ring.]

Jack Gene - Wone goes to the outside, hoping to (...1!) regroup. I'm surprised to see Knight able to control the pace (...2!) of this match. You've got to hand it to him there.

Bill Hughes - Well, (...3!) his size definitely helps.

[Wone pulls himself up to his knees, but sits back, holding his jaw in pain. (...4!) As the ref continues to urge Wone back into the ring, Knight begins to pace in the ring.]

Bill Hughes - But, you can see a glimmer of hope in Wone's eye. (...5!) But, you can definitely tell that Knight is getting very aggravated in the ring right now, knowing that Wone is taking the tempo back while on the outside.

[Wone gets back to his feet and walks over to the ring. (...6!) He climbs up onto the apron and Knight immediately grabs a hold of him. He tries to toss him into the ring, but Wone blocks it and drives a forearm into Knight's face causing Knight to stumble backwards.]

Jack Gene - Oh! And Wone with a right hand!

[Wone runs towards the corner on the apron and climbs up the turnbuckle. As Knight turns around, Wone jumps.]

Jack Gene - Wone's going for a... moonsault! Wone with a moonsault and he hit Knight perfectly with it, and both men are down on the mat!

[Wone is the first to move. He gets to his feet. He sees that Knight is down and quickly moves towards the corner. As he reaches it, Knight pushes himself up off the mat and to his feet. Wone quickly climbs the corner and jumps up, going for a cross body, but Knight catches him.]

Jack Gene - My god! Knight caught him in midair! And he's going for the Business Plannnn, NO! Wone slipped away, and Wone with a boot to the midsection.

[Wone quickly bounces off the ropes. As he runs back, Knight quickly catches him, once again going for a Uranage slam.]

Jack Gene - He's got him again... and he's go...NO! WOne with a DDT! Oh my! Wone with a DDT on Damien Knight and Knight is out!

[Wone quickly pops up. He sees that Knight isn't moving. He quickly charges the corner and once again climbs up.]

Jack Gene - And... Wone is climbing to the top. He's measuring him up and... here he comes! ...! Moonsault!

Bill Hughes - That was a beautiful moonsault.

Jack Gene - And he's got the cover. And the pin! ...1! ...2! ...3! It's over!

Wayne Inkster - Here's your winner... Wone!

[Wone quickly slides out of the ring as "Our Truth" by Lacuna Coil begins to play over the speakers. Knight sits up and punches the mat in anger.]

Jack Gene - And a huge win by Wone here!

Bill Hughes - That's 3 straight wins by the former Great Lakes Champion.

Jack Gene - Stay tuned, folks! We've got more MTL3 coming up, as well as the Heartlands Championship match as Hecate defends the title against Gras-Dawg. Stay tuned!

[The shot cuts to commercial.]

Adam Pyre & AWS Man vs. Kronin & Ryven

Written by AWS Man

Jack Gene – Looks like now we’ve come to our final MTL3 match of the night, and it’s a big one. We’ve got the reigning MTL champions, Kronin and Ryven, facing the other half of That Damn Awesome! than the Hardcore Icons, AWS Man (also known as Bill) and Pyre. And, heh heh, Bill, are you sure you want to be out here at ringside when AWS Man comes down here?

Bill Hughes – What I want is to go back in time and stop myself from ever throwing him out of the All-In. I wasn’t thinking clearly, and I’m sorry! If it weren’t for me, AWS Man would definitely have gone on to win the match, and that dirty rocker Kronin wouldn’t be getting another GLC shot.

Jack Gene – Well, why *did* you insult AWS Man by calling him a B-word, anyway? Usually you’re practically his biggest fan.

Bill Hughes – I don’t know! I guess I was trying to sound tough! And I was mad he doesn’t have lunch with me anymore, but now I guess that’s *never* going to happen. Damn it, Bill, you’re so stupid!

Jack Gene – Well, uh … hey, don’t be so hard on yourself. It could happen to anyone … who has a weird friendship and then falling-out with the Insane One.

[Wayne Inkster is in the ring with a mic.]

Wayne Inkster – The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first … at a combined weight of 458 pounds … representing That Damn Awesome! … AWS MAN (ALSO KNOWN AS BIIILLLL) AND ADAAAAM PYYYYYRRRRE!

[‘Three Point One Four’ by the Bloodhound Gang plays as AWS Man (also known as Bill) walks out with Pen in his hand. He pauses at the top of the stage to absorb the fans’ boos, and looks back over his shoulder for Adam Pyre to catch up. The King of Freaks walks out with his trademark psychopathic grin, although his appearance does garner a few cheers. The two members of TDA! walk deliberately down the ramp, not responding to the audience one way or another.]

Jack Gene – Although AWS Man and Adam Pyre have known each other a long time, this is only their second tag outing together. The first was a lost to the one-night-only team of Jade and Ryven. And considering that Ryven’s been teaming with his current partner Kronin for several months now, and they’ve been quite the successful duo, AWS Man and Pyre are certainly going to have their work cut out for them in order to stop history from repeating itself tonight.

Bill Hughes – How do you remember this stuff? I usually have a hard time remembering what happened earlier in the show. Guess you’re just a wrestling nerd like that.

Jack Gene – It’s called being a professional and doing my job-

Bill Hughes – Nerrrrrrd!

Jack Gene – …I still hate you.

[The Insane One and Pyre reach the ring and slide in simultaneously. Pyre huddles in their corner, while AWS Man (also known as Bill) leans over the ropes and stares daggers at Bill Hughes.]

Jack Gene – Doesn’t look like AWS Man’s forgiven or forgotten, Bill.

Bill Hughes – Maybe not, but I don’t think he’ll do anything. I made sure WMW management warned him that if he assaults me in any way, he’ll be fined heavily and suspended. He doesn’t want to take that kind of hit on his porn money.

Jack Gene – Maybe … but I’d imagine he’s got a little something saved up. Enough to make it worth it to get revenge on you for costing him his specialty match.

Bill Hughes – (Yelling towards the ring) I SAID I WAS SORRY! DIDN’T YOU GET MY APOLOGY PEACHES?!

Wayne Inkster – And their opponents … weighing in at a combined 475 pounds … they are the current reigning MTL champions … they are KRRROOONNNIIIIN AND RYYYYVVVEEENNNN!

['Uprising' by Muse plays over the PA and the crowd explodes into loud cheers as Kronin and Ryven make their way out, each holding up their tag team champion belt. They are followed by Kronin’s manager/valet Lilly. They pause and look at each other and nod before sprinting as fast as they can into the ring, while AWS Man (also known as Bill) and Pyre roll out to ringside on their side of the ring. The tag champs both slide in and jump up onto the middle turnbuckle in different corners to raise their belts again. Lilly jogs down the ramp and points at both men from ringside while the fans cheer for them.]

Jack Gene – So apparently this week Kronin found out that Ryven is a bit of a drummer. You know that means it’s only a matter of time until we’re treated to a live performance from these two.

Bill Hughes – Oh yeah, that sounds like a hell of a treat. And maybe afterwards I can spoil myself with a root canal, too.

Jack Gene – Man, Bill, lighten up. Kronin just knows how to have a good time. What’s so wrong with that?

Bill Hughes – I used to have a good time rooting for AWS Man to kick his ass, but now that AWS Man hates me, that’ll take all the fun out of it.

Jack Gene – Well, maybe in the future you’ll think before you open your mouth to insult an unstable sociopath… But, you probably won’t

Bill Hughes – Yeah, probably not.

[Kronin and Ryven hop down from their respective turnbuckles and meet in their corner to confer a moment as the bell rings. On the other side, Adam Pyre sneaks in still unnoticed by his opponents while AWS Man (also known as Bill) climbs up on the apron. Ryven nods and turns to step out of the ring, but before Kronin turns around, Pyre suddenly rushes across the ring and starts laying shots into Kronin’s back and head, staggering the former GLC.]

Jack Gene – And Adam Pyre starts the match off with a sneak attack from behind! Typical TDA!

Bill Hughes – And who allowed Pyre to sneak up on him? That’s right, Kronin. His critics have all pointed it out, the guy has trouble focusing. He should have never taken his eyes off of AWS Man *or* Pyre from the moment he hit the ring.

[Pyre backs Kronin into the ropes and whips him to the other side. He tries for a clothesline on the rebound, but Kronin ducks. They bounce off opposite sides and meet in the middle again, and this time Pyre hits a shoulderblock that somewhat staggers Kronin. He bounces off the ropes again to try for another clothesline, but Kronin counters with a hiptoss. But Pyre shifts his weight and lands on the other side of Kronin, going for a hiptoss of his own, but Kronin is too heavy and blocks it. Kronin then uses Pyre’s still-hooked arm to pull him into a short-arm clothesline, but Pyre ducks it and counters with a Russian leg sweep. He rolls away and both men pop up to their feet as the crowd claps their appreciation.]

Jack Gene – Nice exchange by Kronin and Pyre there. Kronin is known as more of the technician, but Pyre’s demonstrating he has some skill here as well.

Bill Hughes – I don’t like this boring crap. Pyre needs to hit Kronin with something on fire, soon, or I’ll be very unhappy.

Jack Gene – I think Pyre’s versatility is impressive. He’s known primarily as a hardcore wrestler, but like Valora, has shown he can wrestle pretty much any style with at least some success.

[As Kronin gets to his hands and knees, Pyre hits a low dropkick to the side of the head. He then helps Kronin back up and whips him towards the ropes, but this time Kronin reverses. On the rebound he wraps his arms around Pyre and chucks him overhead with a Tazzplex, sending Pyre rolling into a neutral corner.]

Jack Gene – And that’s all it takes from Kronin to get things going his way! He’s not just known for his submissions, but also his extensive knowledge of various suplexes.

Bill Hughes – Do you have to put *everyone* over? Just once, I’d like to see you just completely sh-*BLEEP* on a guy. Just call him out for being a complete loser.

Jack Gene – I don’t think WMW hires any “complete losers,” Bill. And even if we did, there certainly aren’t any in this match.

Bill Hughes – Spoken like a true suck-up.

[Pyre gets up gingerly in the corner, although still grinning. Keeping an eye on Kronin, he slowly slinks down the ropes towards his own corner, while Kronin simply smirks and nods. The crowd is already buzzing by the time Pyre makes the tag to AWS Man (also known as Bill), who doesn’t enter the ring right away. Instead, he continues leaning over the ropes with a bored expression on his face. Finally, he steps into the ring but doesn’t approach Kronin, instead standing back with his arms crossed. Kronin scratches his chin for a moment, then walks over and tags in Ryven, which also draws a pop from the crowd. Ryven also takes his time getting into the ring, never removing his eyes from the Insane One as they simultaneously size each other up.]

Bill Hughes – Ha! See, Kronin doesn’t want any of AWS Man, and he just proved it right here.

Jack Gene – Oh, he did not. Kronin’s already prove everything he needs to against AWS Man, in my book. Now, Ryven and AWS Man’s history goes back quite a long way, all the way to Ryven’s debut in fact, a victory which AWS Man has never let Ryven forget. And let’s also not forget that That Damn Awesome! was formed when they interfered in Ryven’s GLC shot against AWS Man and very likely prevented him from winning the title. Not to mention, AWS Man’s been making fun of Ryven’s Krav Maga style this week, so I’m sure he’ll relish the opportunity to show AWS Man what Krav Maga is all about, first hand.

Bill Hughes – Well, when you put it like *that* … I still don’t care. Kronin’s a pussy.

[Ryven adopts a fighting stance as AWS Man (also known as Bill) suddenly charges towards him, but instead of trying for an offensive move, the Insane One performs a forward roll to take him past Ryven. As Ryven turns around in confusion, AWS Man (also known as Bill) jumps back up, pushes off of the middle rope, and performs a springboard moonsault to carry him over Ryven’s head and drop him with an inverted DDT as he falls.]

Jack Gene – Beautiful move by AWS Man!

Bill Hughes – AWS Man was right this week, Ryven doesn’t really want any of him. AWS is too unpredictable for Ryven to figure out, and that terrifies him.

[Ryven rolls over and pushes himself up to his feet, but AWS Man (also known as Bill) is ready for him with a jumping knee to the face. However, Ryven catches the Insane One’s knee in midair and twists, slamming the four-time GLC down into a painful-looking knee lock.]

Jack Gene – Looks like Ryven had that move anticipated, at least. But AWS Man quickly manages to kick out of it with his free leg before Ryven can lock him down.

Bill Hughes – He’s not going to get trapped in any of Ryven’s stupid little joint locks. This is the Insane One we’re talking about here!

[AWS Man (also known as Bill) kips up from his position on his back, then looks surprised at his own agility.]

AWS Man (also known as Bill) – Hey, did you freakin’ see that?! That was awesome!

[Ryven doesn’t seem as impressed as AWS Man is with himself, and quickly shoots in for a lock-up. But before Ryven can take the Insane One down to the mat, AWS Man (also known as Bill) catches him with a boot to the gut, then takes him over with a fireman’s carry. Ryven rolls through and back to his feet, and hits AWS Man (also known as Bill) with a side kick to the ribs. At the same time he catches the Insane One with a palm strike to the throat, doubling him over. Ryven grabs his opponent’s arm and wrenches it behind him in a hammerlock, but after a few moments of struggling AWS Man (also known as Bill) ducks underneath and slips out of the hold, sweeping Ryven’s legs out from under him, then turning and delivering a standing moonsault to Ryven’s chest.]

Jack Gene – Great series of counters between AWS Man and Ryven! These two need to mix it up more often.

Bill Hughes – I thought you liked Ryven. Why would you want to see him embarrassed like that?

[AWS Man (also known as Bill) grabs Ryven and whips him into a neutral corner, then charges in after him. But Ryven blocks hitting the turnbuckle by putting a leg up, then propels himself back out of the corner to meet the Insane One by taking him down with an arm drag. He tries to lock his legs around the socket for an armbar, but AWS Man (also known as Bill) pulls free and rolls away. Ryven scrambles up and grabs the Insane One in a front facelock, then lifts him into a vertical suplex, but AWS Man (also known as Bill) flails his legs frantically once lifted into the air and strikes Ryven in the face with a knee, causing Ryven to drop him. AWS Man (also known as Bill) lands on his feet to Ryven’s side, and uses his positioning to kick Ryven as hard as he can in the knee, collapsing the tag team champion.]

Jack Gene – Wow, this action is happening too fast to call much of it, but did you see that kick to Ryven’s knee?! Even though he acts like a harmless idiot half the time, never underestimate the viciousness of AWS Man in the ring.

Bill Hughes – Oh, I don’t. I found that out firsthand last week…

Jack Gene – Come on, he barely touched you. You just got lucky he was too shocked over getting thrown out by you to exact any revenge for that.

[Having finally opened up a weakness, AWS Man (also known as Bill) lifts Ryven’s leg up and begins stomping his knee repeatedly as WMW’s own Mentalist writhes in pain. The Insane One drags Ryven by the leg over to his corner and lets Pyre tag himself in. AWS Man (also known as Bill) then raises Ryven’s other leg and steps through them, wrapping the legs together and turning Ryven over into a variation of a Sharpshooter.]

Jack Gene – Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever seen this particular submission from AWS Man. Usually his submissions just involve slapping the bajeesus out of someone’s face, or doing unspeakable things to their nether regions. I’m not sure the point of this, though, since AWS Man only has five seconds to get out of the ring, and Ryven’s in the ropes anyway. Referee Luna Pier is already up to a three count.

[With Ryven trying to pull himself through the ropes to escape from the submission, Pyre comes running along the apron and drops a leg across the back of Ryven’s head. The crowd groans in sympathy as AWS Man (also known as Bill) releases the hold and helps pull Ryven back into the ring while Pyre climbs in, then follows Pier’s instructions to leave the ring.]

Bill Hughes – THAT’s what the point of it was, Jack. AWS Man never does anything in that ring without a reason for it, which Ryven is learning the hard way.

[Kronin climbs into the ring himself and tries to intervene, protesting the blatant double teaming by his opponents when Luna Pier tries to stop him. As soon as Pier’s back is to him, AWS Man (also known as Bill) scoots back into the ring and sneaks up, staying out of Kronin’s line of sight just long enough to blast him with a Knock Your Freakin’ Head Off thrust kick. The Insane One then retreats out of the ring again before Pier can disqualify him. Meanwhile, Pyre is raining axe kicks down onto Ryven’s body.]

Jack Gene – Kronin was trying to get in to restore a little order to this match, since Luna obviously has her hands full, but he really only made things worse.

Bill Hughes – Yep, that sounds like Kronin to me.

[Pyre walks back to his corner and tags AWS Man (also known as Bill) back in. Both men walk to opposite sides of Ryven, and as he sits up to a kneeling position, each TDA! member bounces off the ropes on their side and catch him on either side of the head with a front dropkick. Both Pyre and AWS Man (also known as Bill) taunt the crowd as Ryven crumples back to the mat.]

Jack Gene – I have to admit, for a team that have supposedly been having trust issues lately, AWS Man (also known as Bill) and Adam Pyre are looking really good out here. Maybe AWS Man’s right and they do have an unspoken bond that gives them an advantage over Kronin and Ryven.

Bill Hughes – Of course they do. Kronin and Ryven aren’t even a real team, Jack. Ryven was just a makeshift replacement when AWS Man decided it wasn’t worth tagging with Kronin any longer. It’s a miracle they still hold the titles, but this MTL3 tournament is going to expose them for the frauds that they are.

[Pyre finally leaves the ring at Pier’s orders. AWS Man (also known as Bill) turns back around, only to get mowed over by a clothesline from Kronin. The crowd explodes as the most recent All-In Challenge winner pushes Pier aside and rocks Pyre with a right hand that sends him flying off of the apron. He drops down and rolls out of the ring, picking Pyre up and peppering him with right hands.]

Bill Hughes – Hey, he can’t put his hands on a referee like that! Kroven should be disqualified right now!

Jack Gene – I thought you called them RyKro.

Bill Hughes – I can’t keep it straight. They all sound equally stupid.

[AWS Man (also known as Bill) slides out of the ring behind Kronin and attacks him from behind. Kronin attempts to fight both him and Pyre off, but is soon overwhelmed and double whipped into the steel ring steps. The crowd’s boos suddenly turn to cheers as Ryven swiftly climbs the nearest turnbuckle in the ring and crashes down onto AWS Man (also known as Bill) and Pyre with a shooting star press.]

Bill Hughes – Holy crap, where did that come from?! I thought that guy only played chess and used a ridiculously boring martial arts style!

Jack Gene – Well, Bill, obviously you don’t know much about him, because that shooting star press… That’s So Ryven.

Bill Hughes – You’re just asking for me to give you some of what I gave AWS Man, now.

[Kronin slowly gets up while all three other men are down. He grins and looks around at the fans as Ryven and the two TDA! members all pull themselves up together. Kronin then grabs the top rope and vaults over with a plancha to land on both his opponents and partner, taking everybody out.]

Jack Gene – My God, Bill, that was a 270-pound man who just came flying over the top rope to the outside! Is there anything Kronin can’t do?!

Bill Hughes – Carry a tune?

Jack Gene – Hey, that’s… Well, fair enough. But our fans seem to like his music. John Denver’s more my speed.

Bill Hughes – Does your wife know how gay you are?

[The tag champs are the first to their feet, picking their opponents up and rolling them back into the ring, then following them in. Kronin picks up Pyre while Ryven lifts AWS Man (also known as Bill), and standing next to each other, both the champs whip their respective opponents into the opposite ropes. But both TDA! members reverse the whips in unison, sending their opponents bouncing off the other side. The Insane One hits Ryven with the jumping knee he attempted earlier, while Pyre lays out Kronin with a roaring fist strike.]

Bill Hughes – Ha! For all their flashiness, Ryven and Kronin can’t match up to TDA! in the ring. It’s a fact, like how a bagel famine would kill half the world’s Jewish population.

Jack Gene – Um … OK.

[Luna Pier has pretty much given up on trying to maintain order in the match as all four men are intent on fighting at once. AWS Man (also known as Bill) and Pyre both pick Kronin up and whip him into the ropes, but he ducks the double clothesline from them. Kronin then grabs Pyre from behind and turns him so that when Kronin throws him overhead with a German suplex, Pyre goes flying into AWS Man (also known as Bill) and takes them both out. With Ryven back up, he and Kronin pair off against their opponents again, with Ryven and the Insane One spilling through the ropes and out of the ring while Kronin forces Pyre into a corner.]

Jack Gene – Luna Pier’s control over this match has just completely broken down, as has Kronin and Ryven’s pre-match strategy of wanting to isolate Pyre. This match has been way too chaotic for that to happen. And now, the two legal men are fighting outside the ring while Kronin and Pyre are inside and won’t go back to the apron.

Bill Hughes – You can’t contain TDA! with your “rules” or “strategies.” They do what they want, when they want, and everyone else can eat a *BLEEP*.

Jack Gene – Classy.

[AWS Man (also known as Bill) and Ryven continue brawling on the outside, taking turns trying to slam each other’s heads into the guardrail, as Kronin stomps Pyre with several hard boots in the corner. Kronin then lifts his leg and presses it against Pyre’s throat, choking the life out of the smaller man with his boot. Kronin is suddenly interrupted from this tactic by a thrust kick to the ribs, as AWS Man (also known as Bill) apparently managed to get away from Ryven on the outside. Able to breathe now, Pyre flattens Kronin with a falling clothesline.]

Bill Hughes – Ouch! That was like a Knock Your Freakin’ Ribs Out, right there. Mmmmm … now I want some ribs.

Jack Gene – By all means, go get some. It’ll make my job easier.

Bill Hughes – …Na, I can wait until after the show. You’d enjoy that too much.

Jack Gene – What we didn’t see on the outside earlier, but now I’m seeing a replay of, was AWS Man catching Ryven with a drop toehold that landed him throat-first on the guardrail. It may have even damaged his trachea, because he looks to be passed out over there.

Bill Hughes – And that leaves Kronin all on his lonesome.

[The TDA! members lift Kronin up in a double military press, then drop him ribs-first onto their knees. As he leans back on his knees, cradling his ribs, he’s hit with the same dropkick to either side of the head that his partner received earlier. AWS Man (also known as Bill) turns Kronin over for the cover, but is informed by Luna Pier that Kronin’s not the legal man.]

Bill Hughes – No! That Damn Awesome! should have this won right here, but Luna’s being a bi-*BLEEP* and not counting!

Jack Gene – Would you stop with the swearing? It only got you into trouble last time. And she’s not being anything except for a referee, her job. Ryven and AWS Man are still the only two legal men in this match.

[AWS Man (also known as Bill) stomps in frustration and walks over to Pyre, who’s finally moved back to the apron, and tags him in. Even though he’s actually been in basically the whole time he’s been tagged in, Pyre shrugs and steps back in the ring as the Insane One moves out to the apron. He grins and picks Kronin up, then lifts him onto his shoulders to attempt the Go Insane. Kronin weighs a bit too much for Pyre to manage, though, and he slips off Pyre’s shoulders to land in front of him. He then bends down and scoops Pyre onto his own shoulders, and has a much easier time of throwing him off for a Go to Sleep.]

Jack Gene – Go to Sleep on Pyre! Kronin collapses next to him, but he can’t make the cover! Ryven has to come in to make it, and he’s still passed out on the outside!

Bill Hughes – Ha, I told you these two aren’t on the same page. Ryven apparently thought it was fine to take a nap right in the middle of a tag match. This guy still doesn’t understand how wrestling works.

[Kronin pulls himself up and sees that his partner is just now starting to stir on the outside. Seeing he has to buy some more time, he lifts Pyre up and leads him over to the corner. Kronin then hops up to sit on the top rope and pulls himself up to a crouching position from there. He pulls Pyre up to stand on the middle ropes and positions Pyre’s head between his legs.]

Jack Gene – Is Kronin seriously going for what I think he is here?!

Bill Hughes – Considering you probably think he’s going to get a crappy John Denver album, probably not.

Jack Gene – Be serious, Bill! I think we’re about to see a top rope Death by Metal! My God, if he hits this he could break Adam Pyre’s neck!

Bill Hughes – And on some level, Pyre would probably enjoy that.

[As Kronin steadies himself to execute the move, AWS Man (also known as Bill) shakes the top rope, not enough to dislodge Kronin but causing him to lose his balance a little. With Kronin unsteady, Pyre suddenly pushes out of his grasp and grabs Kronin by the arm and head, and leaps off for a top rope version of the F-Bomb.]

Bill Hughes – FU-*BLEEEEEEEP*!

Jack Gene – BILL! You can’t use that kind of language on TV!

Bill Hughes – What? That’s the move’s name!

Jack Gene – No, Bill, it’s called the F-Bomb! It’s not *literally* the f-bomb.

Bill Hughes – Oh… Well, that’s just confusing.

[Without thinking, Pyre drapes an arm over Kronin for the cover. Luna Pier shakes his shoulder and again reminds him that Kronin isn’t legal in the match. Meanwhile, Ryven rolls into the ring behind him. Pyre turns at a shouted warning from AWS Man (also known as Bill), just in time to get picked up and dropped with The Awakening (twisting throw suplex).]

Jack Gene – The Awakening from Ryven! And these two ARE the legal men!

Bill Hughes – No! These jackasses can’t beat TDA! again!

[Luna Pier is busy helping Kronin roll out of the ring, and doesn’t see AWS Man (also known as Bill) enter the ring holding Pen. Ryven does, however, and as the Insane One charges to try to give him an inanimate bitchsmack, Ryven catches the hand holding the spatula, twists it inward to the point it looks like the wrist might break, and hits him with a groin kick to drop the former champion. Ryven then drops for the pin on Pyre, which Luna sees as she turns around.]

Ref : 1 … 2 … 3!

[‘Uprising’ plays as the fans go wild. Ryven helps Kronin into the ring and both men have their hands held high by Luna Pier.]

Jack Gene – The champions are victorious again! And Ryven used the very Krav Maga techniques that AWS Man made fun of to defend against an assault with Pen!

Bill Hughes – He kicked him in the nuts! That’s his precious little martial arts technique?! Fighting like a ten-year-old girl?! That’s so cheap!

Jack Gene – But it was effective, wasn’t it? Fans, we’ll be right back after this commercial break with our main event!

[The scene fades as the MTL Champions celebrate in the ring.]

Hecate vs. Gras-Dawg

Written by: Hecate

['Get Up' by 50 Cent plays over the speakers and Gras-Dawg walks out with a cocky strut, holding a mic and singing/rapping along to the lyrics. He wears baggy jeans worn below his hips and a baggy New Orleans Saints Jersey with a Saints hat tilted sideways on his head. As he continues his cocky strut to the ring, he continues to rap, sometimes insulting his opponent as he does so, before sliding into the ring and holding both hands up into the air basking in the crowd response, some cheers some boos.]

Wayne Inkster - The following contest is the main event for tonight and will be for the Heartlands Title. Introducing first, hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana and coming into tonight's contest at a height of 6'8" and weighing 280 lbs, he is the Bourbon Street Fighter....GRAS-DAWG!!!!

[Once in the ring, Gras-Dawg removes his bling and tucks them into his pockets. He pushes the ref off when the ref tries to search him for weapons and continues his tactic of getting under the opponents skin by showboating/trash talking.]

Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg is one of the hottest new talent aquisitions made by the WMW recently and now he has a chance to win gold after only three matches.

Bill Hughes - He has a big task ahead of him tonight, what some would consider his first real test in the WMW. He got lucky at Groundhog Slay, a couple of times his showboating almost cost him, he needs to keep that under control in this match.

[The arena suddenly goes black as the opening cords to Inkubus Sukkubus's "Wytches" start to play through the arena while on the videotron images start to flash past; images of 3 candles, owls, black sheep, crossroads, 3 masks, 3 torches, groves of willow and yew trees, the images cycling through as the song plays. Suddenly as a single spot light shines down on a figure at the top of the entry ramp completely concealed by a full black cloak, who remains still for several moments as the song plays through the arena, then tosses the cloak off and lifting one hand to the sky holding a dark yew wood scepter. The figure is Hecate who is dressed in black hot pants with the image of a jade dragon wrapping around the waist band of the hot pants. Hecate also is wearing a matching black halter style crop top with a silvery white owl over her left breast. Her face paint is done up in black with a silver-white owl's head.]

Wayne Inkster - And his opponent, she is the current Heartlands Champion and hails from Delphi, Greece. She comes into tonight's contest at a height of 5'10" and weighing 157lbs, she is a member of the Daughters of Darkness....the Dark Priestess HECATE!!!

[Hecate slowly makes her way down to the ring, the single spot light following her as makes her way down towards the ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd, breaking out into a jog about ten feet from the ring and when she reaches the ring, jumps up and lands in a splits on the ring apron before bending over at the waist and sliding her head and torso under the bottom rope and slithering into the ring before rising to both knees where she mutters a prayer to her Goddess with her scepter raised high. As the lights slowly raise in luminance, Hecate rises to her feet and moves over to stand on the middle turnbuckle, lifting her scepter one more time to the mixed cheers and boos of the fans before hopping off the middle turnbuckle. Moving to her corner, Hecate pulls off the silver crescent moon shaped arm bands which encircle her upper arms, placing them in the corner with her scepter and follows up by pulling the golden dragon shaped bracelets from around her wrists, revealing the black leather straps which encircle her hands and forearms in place of normal athletic tape. The Greek warrior squats and stretches using the ring ropes, her thigh high black leather boots creaking a bit as she does and the silver owl and jade dragon on each boot moves as if it were almost alive while she waits for the match to start.]

Jack Gene - The self proclaimed Gatekeeper of the WMW, she's here to test those that face her in the ring and so far she's been true to her word. Everyone she's faced with a couple of exceptions either turned out to be a predator like her or most often, prey. Gras-Dawg though may be the most physically talented person she's faced to date.

Bill Hughes - And I still love her entrance, I could watch it all night long. I like the young kid, Gras-Dawg but in my opinion, Hecate is just too dominant a force inside the ring for someone like him, this early in his career.

(Ring, ring, ring)

[Hecate and Gras-Dawg circle in the ring, Hecate testing Gras-Dawg with several snap kicks towards his legs, making Dawg jump backwards out of the way and preventing the tie up. Hecate continues to keep Gras-Dawg at bay with swift kicks, until Gras-Dawg takes one on his thigh, his leg buckling a bit but Gras-Dawg fights through and locks up with Hecate. The larger man pushes Hecate back until she is on the ropes and taking a step backwards and using the collar and elbow tie to lift and toss Hecate across the ring, the champion grabbing her back as she rolls up to one knee while Gras-Dawg show boats a bit for the fans.]

Jake Gene - Gras-Dawg using his size and strength advantage there, but he needs to focus on the Champion and keep the showboating to a minimum.

Bill Hughes - I like this brash young kid, but if Gras-Dawg keeps up like that every time he hits a move the champion will make him pay for it.

Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg and Hecate locking up again in the middle of the ring, Gras-Dawg whips the champion to the ropes and attempts for a running clothesline but Hecate ducks under and delivers a drop kick to the challenger, taking Gras-Dawg down to the mat. Both wrestlers are back on their feet now and both wrestlers with the same idea, boot to the others midsection.

[Gras-Dawg recovers first and pulls Hecate in, lifting her up to go for a powerbomb, Hecate with a series of punches to Gras-Dawg's face breaking his hold on her and rolling backwards, grabbing the back of Gras-dawg's head and pulling him down into a sit out facebuster. Hecate grabs Gras-Dawg's head and slams it into the mat a few more times before rolling away and hitting the ropes, delivering a low drop kick to his head as he gets back up, sending him to the mat once more. The Heartland champion hits the ropes once more and connects with a running front kick that bends Gras-Dawg backwards on his knees.]

Bill Hughes - The champion is starting to get rolling, Hecate doesn't normally go for a fast paced style, but it seems to have caught Gras-Dawg off guard. And I do love how she looks bouncing around in that outfit.

Jack Gene - That doesn't surprise me one bit coming from you. Hecate has Gras-Dawg lifted up and drops him back down with an inverted DDT, the champion goes for the cover..1...but Gras-Dawg kicks out quickly, sending Hecate several feet away. The champion quickly puts Gras-Dawg into a rear chin lock, using her knee to add more pressure.

[Gras-Dawg struggles for awhile to get leverage to get out of the hold, finally using his strength to pull Hecate's hands apart and fully breaking the hold by slamming his head back into Hecate's face, the champion dazed long enough for Gras-Gawd to turn on his knees and level Hecate with a short clothesline. Gras-Dawg pulls Hecate to her feet and locks in a full nelson, lifting the champion up off her feet and shaking her a few moments before dropping her face down in a sit out facebuster of his own. He goes for the cover...1....2...Hecate kicks out before the count of three.]

Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg turned this match around quickly with a few moves, but the champion still has a lot of life left in her. Gras-Dawg has her back on her feet, and is laying into Hecate with massive Flair like chops that are resounding across the area, the champion is reeling form those blows and Gras-Dawg has her backed into the corner...whipping her across the ring into the other corner and following up with a running big boot that rocks Hecate.

Bill Hughes - That is what that young man can do when he's not show boating. He keeps it up and he will have a long future here in the WMW, I might just have my new favorite wrestler. He's got mad skillz, more hotties than even the Hughes Family Peaches can handle and he's about to become the new Heartlands Champion.

[Gras-Dawg steps back from the corner after delivering the running boot, unable to resist giving the crowd a few dance moves to fire them up, even dropping down into a splits, popping back up and catching Hecate with an uppercut on the way back up, slamming her back into the corner. Gras-Dawg does a little more showboating which brings mostly cheers from the crowd before opening up on Hecate in the corner with rights and lefts, sending the champion sinking down into the corner where Gras-Dawg continues with kicks and stomps until Referee John Law steps in and forces Gras-Dawg back from the corner.]

Jack Gene - The Bourbon Street Beatdown from Gras-Dawg, the champion is really hurting after that. Gras-Dawg is heading back into the corner while the referee is trying to keep him out. Hecate has pulled herself up and oh! She stops his momentum with a quick thumb to the eye while John Law was busy trying to keep Gras-Dawg out, the champion follows up with several kicks to Gras-Dawg's knee.

Bill Hughes - Looks like Gras-Dawg pissed the champion off, and she's picked the part of his body she's going to dismantle.

Jack Gene - You may be right Bill, Gras-Dawg is trying to get some distance between him and Hecate to recover from those kicks but the champion is following him around the ring and laying into Gras-Dawg with those stomp like kicks to the back of his leg and knee. I don't care how big and tough you are, the knee isn't designed to take the kind of abuse Hecate is dishing out to it.

[Hecate moves up behind Gras-Dawg, lining up and dropping down into a chop block that takes out the back of Gras-Dawg's leg at the knee, the larger man grabbing at his knee as he drops to the mat. The champion follows up by grabbing his leg and moving into a step over toe hold, twisting the knee and ankle. John Law checks with Gras-Dawg for submission. Gras-Dawg fights through the pain and uses his other leg to push Hecate off, sending the champion rolling across the mat.]

Jack Gene - Gras-Gawd back up but he's really favoring that knee and leg now. Hecate whipped across the ring, and manages to grab Gras-Dawg's leg as he goes for a big boot. The champion with a Dragon Screw leg whip on Gras-Dawg, tweaking the injured leg more. Hecate is stomping away at Gras-Dawg's leg now that he's on the mat.

Bill Hughes - Not just his leg, she's stomping all over him, classic Garvin stomp here...and if I do say so myself, much more enjoyable to watch than Orton trying to do it.

[Hecate continues to stomp all over Gras-Dawg until he reaches up and grabs the front of her hot pants, using them to tug her and send her through the ropes out to the outside, buying himself some time to recover. Using the ropes, he pulls himself up and tries to walk off his leg, getting the blood flowing again. Hecate back up to the apron, Gras-Dawg meets her with forearm and then suplexes her into the ring from the outside. Gras-Dawg with a powerbomb on Hecate, holding on and lifting her up and dropping her again before lifting the champion a third time and dropping her face first with a facebuster.]

Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg with a cover...1...2...Hecate gets her shoulder up before the count of three. Gras-Dawg sends her into the ropes, waiting for her and connects with Tilt a Whirl Backbreaker. He goes for another cover...1...2...Hecate kicks out again and Gras-Dawg punches the mat in frustration. You can see the pain on his face as he connects with these high impact moves.

Bill Hughes - He has guts fighting through the pain and going for the moves that brought him to this match, but he's doing damage to himself each time he goes for one of those moves.

[Gras-Dawg pulls Hecate to her feet, sending her into the corner and following up with a running elbow that dazes her, then he pick her up and sets her on the top turnbuckle, bending her over and trying to hook up the Muscle Buster. He lifts her up, walking around but Hecate kicks her legs and Gras-Dawg's leg buckles a bit, allowing Hecate to slip free and reverse the move into a DDT that plants Gras-Dawg in the center of the ring. She goes for the cover....1...2...Gras-Dawg kicks out, Hecate with a grapevine knee bar on the challenger, bringing a growl of pain from Gras-Dawg.]

Jack Gene - Hecate keeps going back to that leg, no matter what Gras-Dawg does, the champion has that leg in her sights. This knee bar can really damage his leg, even hyper extending it if Gras-Dawg isn't careful. Gras-Dawg reaches the ropes to break up the submission hold, Hecate back at him but Gras-Dawg with a couple of shoulder blocks to Hecate's midsection, stunning the champion.

[Gras-Dawg picks Hecate up onto his shoulders, grunting out in pain and walking away from the ropes before dropping her to the mat with the Def Jam Driver, the challenger grabbing at his knee and unable to follow up that move. Both wrestlers down, referee starts his count...1....2...3....Hecate grabbing the ropes, Gras-Dawg to one knee....4....5....6.....Hecate has pulled herself up and is moving towards Gras-Dawg. Gras-Dawg with a leaping shoulder block, taking Hecate down and kneeling over her, raining punches down on the champion until John Law breaks it up.]

Bill Hughes - Gras-Dawg is starting to let the frustration get to him, he doesn't seem to be able to put the champion away, Hecate has taken everything he's dished out so far. That's why she's been the champion for so long, she can take one hell of a beating.

Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg is motioning for Hecate to get up, John Law checking on her for a moment. The champion is muttering something and making motions as she gets to her feet, what the !?! Hecate just tossed what looks like incense in the air...Gras-Dawg is charging for a spear...

[The arena suddenly goes black and the sound of impact from the ring is heard, the lights come on a moment later to see a smirking Gras-Dawg looking around and then slowly down at the mat, his expression turning to shock as he looks down at the crumbled body of John Law. Hecate is in the corner and catches Gras-Dawg with a Hades Bound as he turns around, driving his head into the mat hard. At that moment movement from the back is seen, the camera's moving to catch Wone heading down towards the ring, Jade and Hecate both turning to look at him.]

Bill Hughes - What the hell is Wone doing out here..Jade and Hecate look equally confused by this.

Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg is back up and looking at this as well, but he catches Hecate with a boot to the midsection and has her up and on his back, looks like he's going for the Bourbon Street Stunner. Wone has pushed his way past Jade and is in the ring now, OH!MY!GOD! Super Kick from Wone to Gras-Dawg and Wone is beating the hell out of Gras-Dawg now.

[Hecate and Jade look on stunned a moment before both of them pull Wone off Gras-Dawg, both women getting into Wone's face and trying to get him out of the ring. Gras-Dawg is starting to get to his feet after the super kick, the crowd cheering loudly for Gras-Dawg, when out of the crowd Jordan Keyser jumps the guard rail and slides into the ring, waiting for Gras-dawg to get to his feet and connecting with the Lethal Injection while Hecate and Jade were distracted with Wone. Keyser looks down at Gras-Dawg then over at the trio still arguing in the ring. Keyser walks over, spinning Jade around and leveling her with a lariat clothesline then delivers a kick to Wone before whipping Hecate into the ropes and sending her spiking down to the mat with the Perfect Execution.]

Bill Hughes - Is there anyone else in the back that is planning on getting involved in this match? Adam Pyre maybe or one of those dumb clowns he brought with him?

Jack Gene - Jordan Keyser has just taken everyone in the ring out, wait Jade and Wone are back to their feet...Jade looking at both Hecate and Gras-Dawg down her eyes lingering on Hecate a moment and her expression becomes completely emotionless. Jade then charges Keyser, unloading with rapid fire kicks that stagger Keyser back towards the ropes and Wone just took both of them out of the ring with running spear, sending all three of them rolling out to the floor on the outside.

Bill Hughes - Now we are back where we started, referee down, challenger down, champion down and all the interference on the outside. Wone is looking like a man possessed on the outside as he beats down Keyser but the WTF alumni isn't going down without a fight.

[Jade slips away from the two fighting men and helps revive John Law as both Gras-Dawg and Hecate get to their feet. Gras-Dawg catches Hecate in the middle of the ring with a spear, nearly folding the champion in half and then rises to his feet and signals to the crowd that it's time for the Voodoo Plunge, pulling Hecate to her feet as Jade looks on with a concerned expression. Gras-Dawg makes a show of pulling Hecate's head under his arm, then looping her arm over his neck, playing to the cheering crowd the whole time before lifting Hecate up into a high vertical suplex.]

Bill Hughes - Gras-Dawg wasting valueble time showboating before going for the Voodoo Plunge, rookie mistake and it could cost him.

Jack Gene - Here it is...Voodoo Plunge...no wait,...Hecate reversed it...LUNAR ECLIPSE!!! Hecate just laid Gras-Dawg out with the Lunar Eclipse...she's got the cover...1...2...3!!! The champion retains!

Wayne Inkster - The winner and still Heartlands Champion....Hecate!!!

[Security has finally made it to ringside and escorts both Wone and Keyser to the back as Inkubus Sukkubus's "Wytches" start to play, Jade slipping into the ring and taking the belt from John Law and wrapping it around Hecate's waist before Hecate turns and looks at Gras-Dawg, offering him her hand. Gras-Dawg, looks at Hecate and the extended hand and then looks around at the crowd who are cheering Gras-Dawg on and after a moment looking like he's about to slap the hand away he takes it and shakes it briefly before Hecate raises his hand and leans in and whispers something to him. The scene fades.]