Dedication

Once every few years, a warrior is born…

Eli Legacy is seen grinning slyly up one side of his face in a slow motion shot, before the image fades to show Sophie O’Brian holding her World Championship above her head as she aggressively points to herself and shouts at the fans beyond. The slow motion captions continue as Priest walks down the ramp toward the ring looking angry and menacing, the shot then changing to that of Alcohol Paul on his knees in the middle of the ring, sweaty and glaring out toward the fans.

A warrior who can rise up and be the best, a warrior who can stand the test of time…

The imaging continue as the words are spoken over them, this time showing some of the companies veterans, Rayne Young standing with an angry gaze after throwing the MCW title into the fans, Glory Braddock standing proudly in the ring with her World Championship, Lethal Weapon bloody, but victorious at the PRIDE Pay Per View, his hand raised by the official.

This year… A new warrior can make his claim to the throne…

The sound of “Iron” by Woodkid suddenly explodes over the images, as the youth of the two federations appear, the O’Brian siblings standing alongside Glory Braddock proudly in the ring, Eli Legacy with one arm raised in the air, Jackie Daniels standing over her former mentor Kirsta Lewis, Michael Kyzer holding the Atlantic Championship aloft, Marie Williams showing off her credentials as a double champion.

…Or can the old guard remain strong…

Jacob Laymon is seen angrily looking down over Glory Braddock, Rayne Young slamming a chair into the back of Priest and knocking him to the ground, Jackson Adams standing defiant against the Apocalypse stable he was once apart of, Doctor Ian and Greg Venom standing in the same ring giving the fans an instant reminder of the classics the two men gave to them.

Can allegiances be the difference? Or will they fall like a deck of cards on a windy day?

The flags of the MCW and the FWA are seen overshadowing one another in a waving motion, the images of MCW’s final show before Dedication showing as one by one, the MCW elite are taken down by the FWA’s upper card, the names and faces of numerous federation superstars from both homes appear, before it shows the angry Sophie O’Brian, her words echoing ‘I WILL KILL MCW’, while the angry face of the Eli Legacy then appears, his will no doubt the same, but for the other company.

Tonight, there must be a winner against all the odds… Tonight, a battle will wage, a dedication to a legend shall begin and a claim of a warrior, young or old, FWA or MCW, will emerge!!

FWA and MCW Proudly Present
In honour of the legend, Whitecloud
“DEDICATION”

“Iron” by Woodkid explodes through the speakers even louder as the logo and wording for the pay per view appears on the huge screen flanked either side by two length posters of the legend Whitecloud, his famous pose making it look as if he is glaring across the sold out Joe Louis Arena crowd. Suddenly explosions erupt from every angle of the stage, fireworks flashing into the air in all sorts of different colours, blues, red, oranges, greens. The scream into the air before exploding, the noise so loud its even drowning out the fans who are extremely loud themselves.
Every single person in the arena is clearly excited for what is to come and what to expect from the first joint pay per view from two of the biggest federations in the history of this sport. They leap around and hug one another as the cameras spin through the audience focusing on certain circles of fans who are overly enthusiastic and screaming at the top of their lungs while holding aloft banners with their predictions for the winner of the Rumble, while also commenting on the big matches on the card, specifically, The World Championship match between Jacob and Glory.

The shot then heads down to ringside to find the two FWA commentators, Jeremy Walters and Eddie Vines waiting patiently for there moment to speak. Jeremy is dressed smartly for the occasion, however Eddie is oddly dressed in a Hawaiian T-shirt, nonetheless, Jeremy seems to be able to ignore it and just grins from ear to ear as he gets his green light to begin.

Walters:
Here we are! Back in the United States of America, back home for many of us and ladies and gentleman, we are back for the biggest pay per view in either companies calendar to date, The Dedication Rumble, a night where opportunities are on offer and history can be made, but also a night for us to sit back and remember the man who spawned all of this, a man who has given the wrestling world so much, this is a night in Dedication to the legend that is Whitecloud.

Eddie:
Are they rolling the VT now?

Walters:
They are, so you’ll have to save your tips on fashion till later.

Eddie:
Fuck.

Walters:
Ladies and Gentleman, some of the thoughts and memories of those who knew the great Whitecloud, both in and out of the ring.

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Whitecloud Tributes… OOC.

Nick aka The Lethal Weapon

I suppose this is like breaking down the fourth wall, writing a message like this in the middle of a pay per view event. But the fact that we are all so happy to do this and we are all so willing to put aside the fantasy of what we do for a moment is nothing but a testament to the man that this whole Pay per view is about.

Whitecloud was someone I worked parallel to for a long time, someone who was running feds and roleplaying around the same time as me, was someone who was known, respected and widely popular among the same crowds as me and was someone who I had been keen to work with on more than one occasion, but found myself always to tied up to get on with it and make it happen.

Nonetheless, by the time I was finally able to come to the MCW, the worst had already happened and the thoughts and the memories of Whitecloud were already been passed on sadly by all those who knew him as he had already passed away when I made my debut. It is a regret of mine that I was never able to make the connection between our two paths in this game we play, that we were never able to know each other better than we did and this is coming from someone who doesn’t brag to often about the regrets he has.

Nonetheless, I hope, this pay per view and the ones we do in the future are good enough and of a high enough standard to make Whitecloud proud and happy, because I have no doubt he is still looking down on us and seeing what we are up to.

Well, from me personally, I want to say thank you for everything you gave to this game, to this thing we all love and thank you for giving us the tools to have the FWA, the MCW and to have the roster and the great community we have, because without Whitecloud, none of this would have ever happened.

I speak for everyone when I say Whitecloud-4-life.

Ian aka Doctor Ian

I only spoke to Whitecloud a handful of times. Everytime I did, I must say he was a gentleman to me. My first spell in MCW never really went well, well it didn't get going at all, but he was still cool with me. I know many fed heads when you no show can be complete and utter douches, but 'cloud was still cool with me.

Luckily, on my second attempt at MCW it went much better, it was just a shame the man who created it wasn't around to see it.

I'm a student of eWrestling. If I'm not RPing, I often lurk around feds reading results because its such a fun game. In my e-feding career, I've only ever had 3 federations that I can call home. First was FSW. It was a nice little place but very small scale. Secondly was UCWF (during its second run), where I worked for JR and I met some great people in the eWrestling world. I always think it was here where I really made my name as a competitor, even though I never actually won a match there, and spent the majority of time on the staff positions. My final home was always and probably will be UCW. It was a one in a million place that I don't think will ever turn up again.

I wanted to rejoin MCW a few months ago, but remembered it was no more. FWA had taken its place so I searched for a while to try and find it (for some reason, I couldn't find it on Roughkut). Why I didn't ask Karl, to this day, I don't know. I was shocked to find that Nick was running FWA. In character, Doctor Ian's biggest regret is the same as my Out of Character regret in eWrestling, not joining ULW years ago. So, even though FWA isn't ULW, its the closest I've ever come. Its also the only time I've worked with Nick, who I can see from first hand experience why he is regarded as one of the best fed-heads in the game, along with well known people like Cory from SCCW/COPW and not so well known like Alex from UCW.

I've known Karl from IWF, one of his old e-feds, when I joined 7 years ago now. I got to know the love able Spurs fan more well when we were both on the staff in UCWF. He probably is one of the most loyal people I've ever met in this game. I've always found him a fantastic fed head, there is no one more dedicated to seeing a e-fed survive than Karl. I can speak from experience in UCWF, he kept that place afloat when it should have sunk. The work he done in MCW over the years is so admirable and there isn't anyone else in this game who could have done that. He also helped us out majorly in UCW. Its because of people like him that MCW survives.

I've also got to mention Chris in this, he took over from Whitecloud and look at it now. He's in the FWA World Championship match and MCW is now, effectively, two e-feds.

I must say since I've joined FWA, I've really enjoyed myself. Its some of the best written results I've seen and I've found Nick handle Eli's character so well when I've seen him used.

I have nothing but positive things to say about FWA and MCW. To still have Dedication going on, shows how much of an effect Whitecloud had on many lives. So I hope he's looking down on us now, happy at the dynasty he started several years ago.

Linda AKA Kirsta Lewis

Jonathan Gentley

Some of you may know him as Whitecloud, but I know the man Jonathan Gentley. I first met him on X-net and crossed paths again when he joined SCCW for a short run. We added each other on AIM and MSN and became fast friends. A friend like no other. He was wise beyond his years. Many hours we would chat over messenger and the man always knew when something wasn't right with me and he would get me to talk about it. He was my rock so many times I can't begin to tell you. He always made things better with his advice and consoling me when i needed it. If i was messing up he would put me in my place. No one could ask for a better friend. He never turned a friend away and always made time for them no matter what.


When he created his brain child MCW, I was there. We had a great storyline. They were a couple and he had asked her to marry him, but Kirsta told him that her career came first. The emotion that he would put into his stories you could feel them, feel his heart ache. It was a storyline that brought Whitecloud to MCW to find Kirsta. The History of Whitecloud has been documented in MCW. He hasn't been forgotten and never will.


The saddest of times was when he told me on MSN that he had cancer. The tears came immedately and his next words were don't cry leotia, I'm ok with it. He was given a few months to live and we talked, about him dying and how he felt about leaving those he loved, his family. We spoke of them often, I felt i knew them. He was always worried about everyone else. He never complained or thought of himself. I know he was in constant pain.


He told me that he wasn't going to tell anyone goodbye, that one day he just won't be there anymore. Its never good bye. I'll be watching over all of you he said and he does. He was taken from us far too young but he left a legacy to be proud of.


After we all heard of his passing we did a show to honor the great man. Rayne and Kirsta came to ringside to annouce to everyone of his passing. His death was felt by soo many and you felt their pain though the words that they put to paper. It is never easy to write about him, but I am so glad that we can dedicate this time of year to such a great man who touched us all and gave us his son, you know him as Eric Sailes.


I miss him everyday and he is loved by me and by all those he touched.

Chris aka Jacob Laymon

You know, the more I say it, the more it sounds stupid...how can you feel so much hurt for someone you never actually met, and only spoke to them online? How can you feel more for someone that you have never seen face to face, that you do your 'actual' acquaintances? But you know, anyone that really believes that...never actually took the time to get to know Jonathan Gentley...Whitecloud.

I guess in some ways I have to thank Karl, because if it wasn't for him, I would never have come into the MCW fold. I was looking for a second fed, and Karl suggested this place, and almost immediately I was made to feel welcome, I felt that here was a place where egos and such were left at the door. Everyone knew who the boss was, and they knew his door was open, and that was the kind of guy he was, and the reason he became someone very special to anyone who has spoken with him, and the reason why even now, any new guys, to either the FWA or MCW, will hear his name happily spoken of and the founder, who set these wheels in motion, and gave us a place to enjoy our hobby properly.

This night, Dedication, it will be the first one I haven't actually written, and I know the pressure Nick will be under to produce, because I've felt it. But if there was one piece of advice I would give, it would be just do the best you can...that's plenty enough. It was advice I was given, by the great man himself when taking over the MCW, advice I have always heeded ever since

So...I won't get sad...it's right, time is an healer, this is a celebration of his life. But, I'll always miss him, that will never ever stop. Love ya Man...always

Karl aka Rayne Young

Dedication to Jonathan.

I’ve written so many of these over the past almost four years now. You think it’d get easier to write these, but infact, it doesn’t. You can’t put into words, the kind of man, Jon was. I could sit here, rattle of a few wonderful words that would fit Jon to a tee, but in reality, he was much, much, more than that. The kind of man Jon was, is indescribable.

Before MCW, i knew off Jon. We crossed paths, had conversations, but it wasn’t until i replied to his thread about needing a VP for MCW, which i really got to knew him. The VP role didn’t work out, as i did bugger all, but Jon still wanted me on-board and i RP’d instead. And hear i stand, almost five years later since MCW opened it’s doors, with the black and gold running through my veins.

Jon, i know you’re looking down on us and smiling. And you know exactly what you mean to me, for a man i never actually met, you affected me so much... You really have. The world was a better place with you around. We all miss you so much man... You will never understand, just how much.

Rest in peace, brother.. Keep smiling...

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As the cameras return to the arena, the fans slowly stand from there seats and with cheers, whistles and chants coming from every direction, the most deafening noise is the electric noise of people clapping, the entire arena honouring the legend and the man who bought MCW and FWA to life and continues to motivate both federations success in death. The applause is long and respectful and with the countdown on the screen slowly lowering from 60 seconds, the applause and the noise only gets louder until finally the clock reaches 0.

At this moment the entire arena erupts into cheers and more applause as the fans say a fond farewell to Whitecloud for another year, Tom Hammond is standing in the middle of the ring, himself applauding before he just lifts the microphone and looks around the fans.

Hammond:
Ladies and Gentleman, Motor City Wrestling and Future Wrestling Alliance would like to thank you for your support and your attendance to a show that is in tribute to the man who made it all possible. Thank you.

More cheers erupt as Tom nods in approval to the fans before leaving the ring, the fans however don’t calm down and continue to chant “Thank you Whitecloud” over and over again as the cameras turn to Jeremy Walters and Eddie Vines at ringside, the two of them looking very proud of what they have just seen and heard, from both the familiar faces in the back and of course, the fans all around the arena.

Walters:
Such a magnificent way to start off this show and such a respectful way to get things underway, lets remember, that although we are going to see a lot of animosity between people tonight in that ring, the bottom line is that this event is about Whitecloud and I believe I’m right in saying that the proceeds of this event go to charity as well, so it’s a great event and we encourage you all to help make it even more wonderful by continuing to watch, comment and enjoy the night we have ahead for you.

Vines:
Or just donate us some fucking money, I’ll post the account details on twitter!

Walters:
Eddie, you’ve tried this before, that’s your personal account!?!

Vines:
SO!?! Heroin won’t buy itself Walters, Yeesh!

Suddenly “Crying like a bitch” by Godsmack suddenly explodes over the speakers as the fans stand back up and cheer loudly, the big screen plays the images of the two Salvatore brothers Stephen and Samuel. The two of them walk out and grin from ear to ear, both of them applauding the audience for the way they helped start off the show. They then walk down the ramp and climb up the stairs before entering the ring. Both men look slick in smart suits and are very much dressed for the occasion as they soak up the reaction of the fans in the MCW’s hometown of Detroit, Michigan. They pace around the ring in a circular fashion and just thank the fans before being handed a microphone each by Hammond.

Stephen:
Wow, what a crowd!

Samuel:
Guys and girls, thank you so much for such an amazing reaction to this event, to this show and to the man we are here to remember. Whitecloud was a huge part of what we are doing here and of course, we have to make mention of Jacob Laymon as well who carried the ship which has now become two.

Stephen:
We do. It’s a huge event this, with every superstar competing in the Rumble at the end of the show and for some it’s about honours, for some its about competition and for others, its about simply being apart of it and being apart of an event that means something to Whitecloud and is done in his name.

Many of the fans applaud this, the latter explanation clearly aimed at the likes of Kirsta Lewis. Samuel lifts the microphone to his mouth again, however as he does, the lights dim and a lone spotlight appears on the staging as “Mind Heist” By Zack Hemsey suddenly plays through the speakers, the reaction is a surprising one, mainly made up of boos from the very pro MCW crowd, however Riley Addison steps out with a casual look in his expression, one that shows he isn’t phased by the fans and what they want to do. He stops on the staging and glares into the ring, a confused expression on his face before continuing to pace down the ramp, he then leaps up onto the apron and quickly enters the ring. Riley is grinning from ear to ear as he turns back to the fans, enjoying the booing seemingly. He then stops as the lighting comes back up to normal and turns to the two brothers who look back at him a little aggravated that he’s interrupted them.

Riley:
Sorry boys, I was going to let you have your moment in the limelight and I was going to let you enjoy this feeling, but when I heard you start explaining that some people are only in this Rumble because it means something to someone else and because they simply want to be ‘apart of it’, I thought, ‘right, I’ve heard enough bullshit for one day, time to go put things straight’

Boos ring out all around the arena as Stephen and Samuel try to tell Riley they are right off microphone, but Riley raises his hand to quiet them and nods in acceptance of what they are saying.

Riley:
I know, I know, some people have run around saying participation is the most important thing blah, blah, blah, but lets face it, if that were true, then nobody would bother to come along and watch, nobody would be interested in what we do! Stephen, Samuel, you boys have a lot to learn because lets face it, not everything that comes out the mouth of a wrestler, especially as dirty a mouth as that of Kirsta Lewis is true, much the opposite.

More boos explode as the fans clearly don’t want Riley in the ring or saying the things he is.

Riley:
The bottom line boys, is that no matter what, Kirsta Lewis is in the Rumble to win it, she wants to compete, she doesn’t want to just take part, nor does Sophie, nor does Lethal, nor does anyone else! The bottom line is, everybody wants to win and the tribute and the ‘meaning’ of this event, is totally separate, important, sure, and vital, of course, but separate!

Stephen:
Is this really the time for it? Couldn’t you have picked a better event to begin being controversial?

Riley:
Controversial? Me!?! I’m simply saying what any bystander is thinking, that nobody enters a Rumble to ‘take part’ and that frankly, as much as Whitecloud deserves all the tributes and all the credit for what we have today, what you two are proposing as the ‘MCW’ is a little more than a joke!

A huge eruption of boos explodes as Riley is forced to stop talking due to the noise level, however he just smile and waits for the noise to die down.

Riley:
All I am saying is simple, you base it in Detroit, sure, you bring back some familiar names, great, but are you Whitecloud? Are you even the guys who Whitecloud asked to take over from him? No? Oh right, because that guy rejoined the roster and sold the rights to what ‘was’ MCW to me, you know, the federation that makes more money, has better buyrates and better overall ratings then you… The FWA.

More boos explode from ever orifice of the arena as Riley just seems to enjoy the role of the man being disliked.

Riley:
Fact is, tonight, in the Rumble, I have bought my federation here to compete, not to simply take part and when it is all said and done, the night will end with an FWA arm being raised and the true origins of the REAL MCW being successful at a show dedicated to the man himself!

Boos continue to ring out as Samuel steps forward angrily and lifts the microphone, his eyes meeting Riley’s but neither man looking away.

Samuel:
You know something, I wanted tonight to be a fun event, a nice way to thank Whitecloud from the both of us, but it seems, you want nothing but war! You attack MCW superstars on our own show and now you come out, at a show as sacred as this and you begin to argue the toss over who is the rightful owners and the rightful federations to the name of Whitecloud! Does it matter!?! We are all here to pay tribute to him, so whoever owns the federation is keeping his name alive and keeping his legacy alive, not killing it like Jacob Laymon and you have tried to do!

Riley:
Killing it?

Samuel:
You don’t think you are? FWA is meant to be some rebirth of the federation these people love, a love child of the original MCW, right? But all you’ve done is change the name, take the roster and start your own legacy, you aren’t continuing Whiteclouds!!!

Cheers erupt as Riley just takes it and glares into the face of Samuel who is becoming highly animated, however Stephen pushes him back and calms him down before taking to the microphone himself.

Stephen:
You know what, this isn’t worth it. You came here to compete? Good, because so did we and tonight I’m sure the right thing is going to happen and an MCW superstar is going to stand tall over all of those you claim are superior and when they do, me, Samuel, these fans and the whole of the MCW are going to take pride in the victory and I’m sure wherever he is… Whitecloud will be as well.

Stephen just drops the microphone and glares at Riley angrily, however before the two brothers can leave “Sweet Sacrifice” by Evanescence suddenly explodes through the speakers, the fans are booing even louder as Sophie O’Brian suddenly steps out with the MCW World title over her shoulder, her brother Mark walking in toe behind her. The two of them just slowly walk down the ramp and as Sophie climbs the steps, Mark leaps onto the apron and sits on the ropes, opening them for his sister.
The two of them then enter the ring as the fans look on, booing as Sophie just stands with the Salvatore brothers one side of her and Riley the other. She glances at them for a moment, as if looking to pick a side to join, however to the boos of the fans, she does and its FWA. She walks side by side with Riley, Mark overlooking both of them as he glares into the faces of the Salvatore brothers.
Riley hands Sophie the microphone and she smiles smugly at them both before readjusting her World title on purpose to try and annoy her bosses further.

Sophie:
It hurts you both to see me wearing this doesn’t it?

She grins wider as Mark smirks with her.

Sophie:
Pitty, because it’s going to hurt for a long time to come, because I am the MCW World Champion and I assure you, nobody is taking this off of me. But bragging isn’t the reason I came out here, no. I came out here because of a promise I made, a promise I want to remind you two of and I promise I want to remind these fans of.

Boos continue to lightly echo as the fans listen to what Sophie is saying.

Sophie:
Because I promised I would destroy the fake entity that is MCW, I swore it would happen and with Kirsta Lewis spending her time promising to fight for its survival, well, she might as well had written the companies arbitrary already! But as its still seemingly breathing, let me make my intentions to stop its breathing from continuing absolutely clear, because tonight… I am going to make sure that NO MCW superstar wins this Rumble, NO MCW superstar gains the victory and I don’t care if its for the company, for the glory or even for him.

Sophie points to the large banners of Whitecloud causing the fans to explode into boos as she grins from ear to ear. Samuel and Stephen are trying to talk some sense into her, reminding her that she is an MCW superstar.

Sophie:
No use wasting your breath boys, as of tonight… MCW has already lost!!

“Sweet Sacrifice” By Evanescence suddenly plays over the speakers again as Riley and Sophie just shake hands and leave the ring followed by Mark, all three of them then turn back to the ring, the Salvatore brothers looking on angrily, glaring at the sight of their champion aligning herself with the owner of their fiercest rivals, Riley Addison.

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The scene opens with Greg Venom and Doctor Ian in their locker room. The MCW Tag Team BROS, as they are known together, are both shirtless and in their wrestling gear. Greg Venom is stood, slides on a Motley Crue t-shirt as Ian is sat strapping up his wrists with tape.

Doctor Ian
You confident about tonight?

Greg nods as he takes a seat next to his brother, taking the tape that his brother hands to him.

Greg Venom
Always. How about you?

Doctor Ian
Always. Just this time, lets work together in the rumble match and try and get one of us out with a shot at the World Championship.

Ian gives Greg a shit eating grin as Greg playfully pushes his brothers head. The two brothers laugh and grin at each other as they hear a knock on the locker room door. The door quickly opens and FWA’s Tommy DeWitt walks in.

Greg Venom
Holy shit! I didn’t ask for an interviewer!

Tommy DeWitt
You still are a sarcastic bastard aren’t you Greg?

BROS get to their feet, walking over to DeWitt. There is a quick consensus of handshakes all around between the three and a hug between Doctor Ian and Tommy.

Doctor Ian
Another Tag Team Championship match Tommy? How many different partners have you had now?

Tommy DeWitt
Its going to be another Championship in the bag of DeWitt. Seriously, how many more loses can Jackson Adams have? He was main eventing MCW several months ago.

Doctor Ian
But he’s not anymore…

Greg Venom
And he lost his returning match to Eli.

The brothers laugh as DeWitt waves them off with his hand.

Tommy DeWitt
Nah, guys, guys. End of the night Apocolypse is going to be goldless. Not only will Tommy DeWitt and Jackson Adams become FWA Tag Team Champions, but I’ve got a sneaky feeling Jacob Laymon is going to walk away with the FWA World Heavyweight Championship.

Greg Venom
That’s what I like to hear. A confident Tommy DeWitt.

Doctor Ian
Hows your daughter Tommy?

Tommy DeWitt
Good man. Natalie and Nina doing good?

Doctor Ian
Yeah, very well man.

At that moment, “Hefty” Jerry Johnson, a wrestling student of BROS and friend of Eli Legacy, walks into the room with two bottles of water. He drops them as he sees Tommy DeWitt. One of the bottles rolls towards Tommy, who stops it with his foot. He bends down and hands it back to Johnson.

Tommy DeWitt
Here you go son.

Jerry Johnson
Holy Shit! You’re Tommy DeWitt.

Tommy DeWitt
Last time I checked.

Jerry Johnson
Oh my God! You were the shit in Random Violence. The shit! That scene where you jumped out of the plane and pulled the gun out, how did you do that?

Tommy DeWitt
That was my stunt double.

Greg and Ian behind Tommy begin to laugh. Tommy turns around and hi-fives the two brothers.

Jerry Johnson
What?

Greg Venom
Long story Heffer.

Jerry Johnson
Well fuck all you guys then.

Doctor Ian
Hey Jerry, you seen Eli?

Jerry Johnson
He’s stretching for his match Doc.

The brothers nod at each other.

Tommy DeWitt
Anyway, I’ve got a match to win.

Tommy once again hugs the brothers individually. He nods as Johnson, who simply stares at him.

Greg Venom
You need anything Tommy…

Doctor Ian
Remember we got your back.

Tommy DeWitt
Guys, I’ll see you in the Battle Royal tonight. Best of luck guys.

Tommy simply grins at the two as he leaves the locker room.

Doctor Ian
Ready to pay Eli a little trip?

Greg Venom
I think so.

The brothers both pat Jerry Johnson on the back as they empty out of the locker room, Ian grabbing a “MCW: Gold and Black Forever” t-shirt on the way out, slinging it over his neck.

Jerry Johnson
Fucking assholes.

The screen fades elsewhere as the fans continue to look on.

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The shot goes to the car park area where a large black limousine slowly pulls in. The fans looking on, wondering who it could be, but they don’t have to wonder for long as the rear door is opened by the driver and the muscular figure of The Lethal Weapon steps out, a cold expression on his face as the fans in the arena give him a loud, but mixed reaction. He is handed his bag and places it on the ground before walking toward the arena doors with it, however as he does, he is quickly stopped by an enthusiastic Tom Hammond.

Hammond:
Lethal, can I have a moment of your time?

Weapon just glares at Hammond, not saying a word, but giving him the opportunity to speak.

Hammond:
Erm, ok… I wanted to know how you feel about being considered one of the favourites for tonights event, if not thee favourite at the moment, do you think this is a forgone conclusion and if so, who would you prefer to face at Warfare and Riots for the World Championship, Jacob Laymon or Glory Braddock?

Lethal Weapon just continues to remain silent but continue to stare a hole through Tom making him clearly uncomfortable, his eyes flickering anywhere but back into the gaze of Weapon. However Lethal suddenly lets go off his back and with a growling expression he just grabs Tom, shoving him back into the brick wall pillar and holding him in place by placing his forearm over the interviewers throat. Tom is clearly struggling to breath, but Weapon gives him an answer.

Weapon:
The only foregone conclusion tonight is that the Sick Society are all under one roof for one night only and everyone except Laymon and Braddock are going to be in that match taking me on, so the bottom line is simple, as long as I see there blood fall, as long as I see them understanding the pain and dedication it took to be a wrestler back in my day, then winning or losing doesn’t matter… Because the cleansing of the sick society, begins… Tonight.

Weapon just grins from ear to ear before finally letting Hammond go. The broadcaster just drops to his hands and knee, choking up breath as his lungs try to give him what he needs to survive. Weapon just grabs his bag and with a final angry glance down at Hammond, just walks away into the arena, preparing for tonight’s action.

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Jackie Daniels can be seen signing some autographs for some of the fans in the atrium of the arena, however as she finishes signing a picture of herself for a young female fan, she is grabbed by the shoulder and span around by an angry Kirsta Lewis. The onlooking fans suddenly begin cheering and chanting as both women gaze at one another, neither of them backing down.

Kirsta:
I’ve been thinking about and I decided, I don’t much care for what you did to me in FWA or what you did by invading the MCW the way you did.

Jackie just grins from ear to ear before shrugging her comments off.

Jackie:
I’m making a name for myself. I can do that now because I’m not being held down or overshadowed by a dinosaur like you, so I don’t much care if you like it or not.

Kirsta:
Is that right? Well, I don’t much care for your title opportunities either and so when tonight is done, although I am here to compete in the name of Whitecloud, though I am here to give this pay per view the rightful meaning it deserves… I am going to make certain that if this is the last time we meet Jackie… It will be me throwing you over those ropes tonight, nobody else!

Jackie grins and steps into the face of Kirsta.

Jackie:
I dare you to try.

The two men just glare at one another momentarily before Jackie shoves past her and walks out of the shot leaving Kirsta Lewis to look on, her eyes focused on the ground before she looks back over her shoulder in the direction of her former student, Jackie Daniels.

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Tag Team Championship Match
Memento Mori © Vs Tommy Dewitt & Jackson Adams

Brody: Next up, it’s the FWA Tag Team title match which sees Memento Mori takes on the team of Jackson Adams and Tommy Dewitt. The powerhouse style of Lohan mashes well with the attack of Marie Williams, and Adams and Dewitt are actually pretty similar in their application…this could be a very good match

Sweeny: Memento Mori are phenomenal champions, but Dewitt and Adams have all the potential in the world

The ringside area grows Semi dim as the Cartel-Tron illuminates. Flashes of a man can be seen doing different wrestling manoeuvres to various wrestlers. The words Jackson Adams flicker on the screen as we hear Break by Three Days Grace start to play over the P.A. System.

"Tonight, my head is spinning
I need something to pick me up
I've tried but nothing is working
I won't stop
I won't say I've had enough
Tonight, I start the fire
Tonight I break away"

Jackson Adams steps through the entrance ramp and the lights start to flicker wildly. He is wearing a hooded jacket with the hood covering his eyes, he walks slowly to the top of the ramp.

"Break!
Away from everybody
Break!
Away from everything
If you can't stand the way this place is
Take, yourself to higher places"

He stops for a moment, looks up then quickly jerks down the hood with an arrogant skip, as the pyros shoot up behind him causing a white flash.

"At night I feel like a vampire
It's not right
I just can't give it up
I'll try to get myself higher
Let's go
We're gonna light it up
Tonight we start the fire
Tonight we break away"

As the Pyros fade we can see the arrogance and readiness in Jackson's eyes as he starts to head towards the ring.

"Break!
Away from everybody
Break!
Away from everything
If you can't stand the way this place is
Take, yourself to higher places

Oh oh oh"

Jackson cockily strides down to the ring flashing smarmy grins to the crowd as they are giving him a mixed reaction.

"If you can't stand,
The way this place is
Take, yourself, to higher places"

He hops up on the apron then wipes his feet on the apron before he steps into the ring.

"Break!
Away from everybody
Break!
Away from everything
If you can't stand the way this place is
Take, yourself to higher places

Oh oh

Higher places,
Oh oh
To higher places,
Oh oh
Higher places,
Take yourself to higher places"

The song starts to fade and the lights turn to normal as Jackson does an arrogant hop across the ring taking off his jacket and tossing it to the floor

Tommy Dewitt’s music hits over the PA system, and the fans react as he appears at the top of the ramp, and makes his way methodically down to the ring. He slides under the bottom rope, and walks up to Jackson, the pair of them touching their fists together, before turning to the entranceway and awaiting their opponents.

Brody: Tonight Jackson Adams and Tommy Dewitt’s alliance is going to be sorely tested

Sweeny: But they look ready don’t they, ready for the challenge that awaits them?

“Lithium” by Evanescence begins to play. There's a brief delay but with the spotlight focused on the large curtains, they are literally ripped open as Lohan steps out into the light, followed by Marie Jones. With clenched fists, gritted teeth and glaring eyes... Lohan begins to make her way down the ramp and towards the ring with Marie following closely behind, her attention only on the ring. As she nears the squared circle, Lohan slows down a little and then proceeds to walk around its entire perimeter once with her eyes closed before suddenly running up the steel steps and vaulting over the top rope and into the ring. Marie hops up onto the ring apron. She strikes a sultry and sexy pose for the audience. She then smirks, shakes her head smugly muttering ‘in your dreams’ before stepping into the ring. She then hops up onto the second turnbuckle of the nearby corner and holds her arms up high into the air, getting a reaction from the crowd.

Brody: They continued a big tradition of Jones/Lohan tag team history, and is there any doubt that these two are one heck of a team. As Champions however this is there first defence.

Sweeny: They can go for sure…and this should be a surprisingly good match, and one that I am looking forward to.

Brody: And it looks like Lohan and Jackson are going to be the pair kicking us off…there’s the bell.

Brittany and Adams walk to the centre of the ring, Lohan immediately talking trash on her opponent. Adams shrugs it off, put then fires off a right hand which Lohan blocks, retaliating with one of her own which connects on the side of Jackson’s jaw reeling him backwards. Adams tries to recover but is met by a kick to the stomach, before Lohan grabs him by the wrist, going for the Irish Whip into the corner. Adams reverses the move however, and it is Lohan that hits the corner hard, her spine taking all the impact. Jackson runs in, looking for a Body Block, but Lohan nips out the corner, Jackson managing to stop himself from connecting with the corner. Brittany quickly nips onto the bottom rope, and using it for leverage grabs the back of Jackson’s head, and brings him down into the apron with a near perfect Bulldog, Adams head bouncing wickedly off the canvas

Brody: What a shot from Brittany…and there is the tag…Marie is in this match

Marie Williams immediately begins stomping on a downed Jackson who tries to cover up to limit the damage. Marie is relentless however, and picks Jackson to his feet, pushing him against the ropes and slapping him across the face with a vicious slap. Before he can react, Marie grabs him by the wrist and whips him across the ring, but again Jackson blocks it, and reverses the move. Marie hits the ropes, and leaps into a high cross body, but Jackson see’s it coming and ducks underneath, Marie connecting with nothing but apron. Jackson quickly picks her up by her hair, and drags her over to their corner as Brittany looks on, and tags in his partner Dewitt.

Brody: Smart move by Jackson, got the advantage finally and then tagged in his partner.

Sweeny: And Brittany doesn’t look particularly happy.

On the out Jackson shouts encouragement to his partner as Dewitt hammers Marie with a right hand, and then a knee to the stomach, before dropping his elbow onto the back of her head sending her down to one knee. Then without remorse he lifts his knee into her jaw sending her flying backwards, and leaving her prone on the canvas. He leaps in the air, bringing his fist down on her fact, before rolling her up into a pin

1…

2…

Marie kicks out to the relief of Brittany who shouts encouragement from the sides. However, Dewitt is already is already picking her up, and her arrows her across the ring, Marie hitting the ropes, and Dewitt taking her down with a vicious clothesline, again dropping into a cover

1…

2…

Marie kicks out for a second time, but is once again dragged to her feet. Dewitt lifts his arm, looking for a suplex, but Marie blocks it, and hits an Uppercut to Dewitt’s jaw which causes him to release the hold. She then fires off a right hand, and a left, trying to gain some momentum for herself. She throws another right, which Dewitt ducks under, kicking her in the stomach and then hooking her head…drilling her with a thunderous DDT which brings the fans to their feet. He quickly drops into the cover…

1…

2…

Brittany saves the day, kicking Dewitt in the head and causing him to break the count. Lohan is told to leave the ring by the referee, and remonstrates for a while before doing as she is told. At the same time, Dewitt shakes away the cobwebs off that kick, and takes Marie back to his corner where he tags in Jackson Adams, the pair sharing a smug grin

Brody: I told you…this has been a fast paced match thus far…and Dewitt and Adams are doing ok for themselves. These two look like they have a lot of cohesion for such a new tea,

Sweeny: But Brittany is just gagging for some action…they need to keep Marie away from the tag.

Adams grabs Marie by the waist and lifts her up, hitting a power packed Snap Suplex that forces the air from Marie lungs, and leaves her holding her spine in agony. Adams hooks her head, forcing his knee into her spine, with the referee checking that it isn’t a chokehold. On the outside Dewitt claps his hands, happy with the work of his partner

Brody: Adams now using his brain, slowing the match down, grounding Marie Williams and methodically wearing her down

Sweeny: You sound surprised?

Brody: I’m surprised they have performed so well as a team together yes.

Adams increases the tightness of the hold, Marie struggling to escape from his clutches. She manages to get up onto one knee, and she drives her elbow into Jackson’s chest trying to get him to release the hold, and he does, but only to whip her into the ropes, catching her when she returns and hitting a Swinging Neck Breaker. Jackson doesn’t cover however, and instead picks her up, pushing her into the corner. He connects with a right hand, Marie legs almost giving way, but she somehow finds the strength to stay upright. Jackson grabs her by the wrist and whips her into the opposite corner, following it in with a Spear and looking to cut her in half. However, Marie see’s it coming at the very last moment, and somehow evades the shot, Jackson crashing into the corner with his shoulder, the ring seeming to move from the impact. Dewitt shouts encouragement at Jackson to fight the pain, obviously concerned

Brody: Sweeny, that could have been the end right there…

Sweeny: Adams went all or nothing, and ended up with…nothing

Jackson is left in the corner, holding his shoulder in total agony. Marie sees the damage that has been done and tries to make her way to her own corner, Brittany holding out her hand imploring that she receives the tag. As Marie gets closer, Jackson is still unable to move, his shoulder giving him a lot of pain. Marie reaches out, and tags in Brittany, who bends under the ropes and into the ring, a look of total determination etched on her face. Jackson gets up onto one knee, but is immediately hammered to the floor with a Big Boot that catches him at the side of the temple, sending him sprawling into, and almost through the ropes. Brittany then picks Jackson to his feet, and using leverage, hip tosses Jackson to the floor. She then nips up onto the second rope and leaps, driving her exposed knee into Jackson’s chest and into the cover

1…

2…

Kickout

Sweeny: What a show of strength from Brittany…she has to be the most powerful woman in wrestling right now…I bet if you asked Jackson right now he wouldn’t disagree.

Brody: She’s been mixing it with the boys now for a long time. She doesn’t care if it’s man, woman or beast, they will still get the exact same punishment.

Brittany stands over Jackson mocking him as he tries to get to his feet, pushing him over, just when it looks like he is going to be able to. He is still concerned about the shoulder, and Brittany realises this, aiming a hard right elbow right into his shoulder blade. She then picks Jackson to his feet, and whips him into the corner, again showing her dominance.

Brody: This is Brittany Lohan at her very best

Sweeny: No-one can stop her when she is in this mood, not even Jackson Adams.

As Jackson stands dazed in the corner, Brittany mounts him, and starts pounding down with right hands, the fans counting with every shot. Suddenly Jackson powers out of the corner, hitting an Atomic Drop on Brittany who is stunned. Then, purely on reflex, Jackson thrusts out his foot, catching Brittany under the chin with a Super Kick. Lohan hits the deck hard, but Jackson follows, his exertions taking their toll.

Brody: Ohh, what a shot from Adams

Sweeny: He got himself out of the shit with that one…he was in a whole world of trouble right there

Lohan shakes her head, trying to get her bearings as Dewitt pleads with Jackson to reach up, having landed only yards from his owner corner. Williams shouts at Brittany, trying to tell her what is going on, but as she seems to figure it out, the referee has acknowledged the tag, and Dewitt enters the ring on fire. Brittany gets to her feet and is met by a punch, and then a kick, before being lifted up and slammed into the canvas. Williams enters the ring, but Tommy immediately scoops her up, and drops her with the same slam. Brittany is already getting to her feet, but Tommy drills her with a boot to the stomach, before then dropping her with a Famasser, then at Marie gets to her feet, Tommy hits a Clothesline which sends Williams over the top rope and to the outside. He then climbs the turnbuckle, all the way to the very top, before leaping, and landing with an Elbow Drop into the chest of Lohan, before hooking the leg

1…

2…

3…

No, Lohan kicks out, Dewitt smacking the apron in frustration having thought he had won it.

Brody: That was close…Dewitt coming into this match and then some.

Sweeny: And Williams only just getting back on the outside, after the shit storm that was Tommy Dewitt.

Dewitt picks Brittany up, but Lohan surprises him with a blatant shot to the groin which the referee somehow fails to see. Dewitt drops to one knee, Lohan able to stagger over to Williams, tagging her in. They both turn, Dewitt getting to his feet. They both grab him around the waist, lifting him up before dropping him with a brutal Double Suplex. Lohan is told to leave the ring, as she does in a hurry, allowing Marie to make the pin

1…

2…

3…

No…Dewitt is saved by Adams, who is immediately set upon by Lohan, the pair trading blows. Marie picks Dewitt to his feet and rains down a succession of punches and kicks. Adams retaliates on Lohan, rocking her hand back with two particular hard right hands, before grabbing the back of her head and bringing it down on the turnbuckle. Dewitt is forced into the corner, but Adams spins Williams around, dropping her with a DDT.

Sweeny: Hey, that wasn’t legal

Brody: The referee has lost control of this one…Adams taking out Williams who is legal…and what’s this?

Dewitt drops to his knees, before applying the cover, as Adams pulls Brittany to the outside, before leaving her with a brutal right hand

1…

2…

3…

The fans hold their breath, but the referee puts up two fingers, Williams having kicked out. Dewitt looks at the referee and takes exception to the speed of the count, the fans going mad for this amazing match

Brody: What a match this has been…and Dewitt and Jackson are putting up one heck of a fight here

Sweeny: But the champions are hanging in there…this could still go either way if you ask me

Brody: I didn’t

Sweeny: But you should…I know everything

Brody: Everything about nothing

Sweeny: I bet you’ve been waiting to use that one for the last year haven’t you?

Brody: No…

Sweeny: Witty comeback

Brody: …

Sweeny: Exactly

As Dewitt is having a go at the referee, Williams crawls over, and pulls Dewitt into a small package

1…

2…

Dewitt kicks out to the delight everyone in the arena that doesn’t want this match to end. As Williams tries to escape, the element of surprise not having worked however, she is the one who is turned over and into a pin, Dewitt hooking the legs

1…

2…

NO…so close, but yet so far, Williams’s kicks out, the fans unable to take their eyes off this match. Dewitt picks Williams to her feet, but Marie gouges him in the eyes, temporarily blinding him and allowing her to make the tag to Lohan, who runs in, drilling Tommy with a raised knee right underneath his chin sending him sprawling to the canvas, dropping into the cover

1…

2…

3…

No, Dewitt recovers his senses just in time to avoid the defeat, Jackson holding his head in his hands with anguish on the outside

Brody: Can you call this, because I can’t. The Champions have thrown everything at them, and Dewitt and Adams have had their chances to win it as well, but this match still continues on relentless.

Sweeny: I can’t call it, but that’s the way it should be. But I to say, Dewitt and Adams have surpassed expectations here tonight.

Brody: This has been one of those matches where you will remember exactly where you were when the tag team of Adams and Dewitt were born…if they don’t do it tonight, you would think Gold has to be in their future.

Lohan picks Dewitt to his feet, and tries to lift him into a suplex but Dewitt blocks the move, before reversing the move and Lohan the one lifted high in the air. He then brings her down with a Brain Buster Suplex, hooking the leg quickly

1…

2…

3…

No…the referee points to the ropes, Dewitt doing his nut as he sees Lohan’s foot draped on the bottom strand. Jackson applauds Tommy’s efforts, encouraging him to keep up the pace

Brody: Even after that devastating shot…Lohan knew precisely where she was, and what she had to do to survive.

Sweeny: Or she was just plain lucky

Dewitt drags Lohan over to his corner, tagging Adams who climbs to the top rope, bringing his fists down on the top of Lohan’s skull with a Double Axe Handle. Lohan hits the canvas hard, and Jackson doesn’t waste any time applying the pin

1…

2…

Lohan kicks out, Jackson looking up at the ceiling, and wondering what the hell he has to do to put her away for good.

Jackson picks Lohan up, looking for a slam of some sort, but Lohan shifts her weight, and falls onto her feet. Jackson swings a right hand which Brittany ducks under, and while Adams is unbalanced she reaches up, hooking his head and delivering a Twist of Fate in the centre of the ring. Even Brittany seems shocks, but she quickly covers

1…

2…

3…

Dewitt makes the save at the very last possible moment, pulling Brittany from Adams, but then receiving a hard shot to the back of his skull from Williams who has entered the ring. All out mayhem ensues once more as Dewitt and Williams go at it, trading blow after blow, Lohan picking Jackson up, and lifting her arm into his groin with the referee distracted with what is going on. Williams ducks a Dewitt right hand, and then drives her shoulder into his stomach, with a move similar to a Spear which sends them both through the ropes. The referee turns, to see Lohan draped over Adams in the pin. He drops to the canvas, Lohan imploring he count

1…

2…

Brody: No…not like this please

3…

The crowd erupts, Lohan rolling off Jackson who is holding his groin in agony. But all eyes go to the referee who is once again holding up two fingers, this match still having not finished

Brody: Jackson kicked out…he showed how much he wants these tag team titles right there by having the determination to escape, even when in such pain.

Sweeny: This has got to be one of the best tag team matches of all time Brody…it’s been immense.

Lohan lifts Jackson to his feet, taking him to the mat with a Short Clothesline before heading to the turnbuckle, and climbing to the top rope. She leaps, looking for the Big Splash, but at the last moment Jackson raises his legs, Brittany crashing into them at full force. Jackson immediately looks towards Dewitt who has made it back to his corner, as Brittany holds her stomach in agony. Brittany gets up onto one knee as Jackson slowly makes his way to the corner, inching closer and closer. Dewitt holds out his hand, as Brittany gets to her feet and tags in Williams. Williams sprints across the ring, but she is too late, Jackson getting the tag to a better placed Tommy Dewitt, who enters the ring gingerly, and in no way refreshed, but certainly in a better state than Jackson.

Brody: Looking at all four competitors now, they are all dead on their feet…

Sweeny: This has been a crazy match at times

Williams hits a right hand on Dewitt, then another, Tommy unable to get going with the onslaught of his opponent. Williams grabs Tommy’s wrist, and whips him across the canvas and into the ropes, On Dewitt’s return, she drives her knee into his midriff, sending him somersaulting to the mat, landing on his spine. She then positions Dewitt, holding her hands in the air, signifying the end of this match

Brody: This is it…Dewitt is dead on his feet, he won’t rebound from this

Suddenly out of nowhere Dewitt knocks her hands away, and lifts her in the air, drilling her into the canvas with a brutal Sitting Powerslam which nearly breaks Marie’s spine in half. For a moment the whole arena is stunned that Dewitt pulled that move out of nowhere, but Brittany quickly enters the ring to attack Dewitt, landing a brutal right hands on his chin. Dewitt staggers, and drops to one knee, Brittany’s eyes full of fire, but she is spun around and drilled by Jackson Adams who hits a Super Kick, connecting right underneath the chin of Brittany and sending her straight through the ropes and to the outside. Jackson points at Dewitt, telling him to finish this, and then heads to the corner, but Dewitt shakes his head, and walks over to Jackson, tagging him in.

Dewitt: No…you deserve this…finish it

Jackson looks at him confused for a moment, but bends under the ropes, dragging a out of it Marie to her feet. He looks over at Dewitt, and with a nod of respect he then lifts her up, hitting the Blissful Arrogance in the centre of the ring.

Brody: That’s it…we have new Champions

Sweeny: Don’t count her out yet…

Dewitt watches over Brittany who is still out of it, as Jackson applies the pin

1…

2…

3…

The arena erupts, and Marie rolls out the ring to join Brittany, as Jackson kneels in the centre of the ring, his face full of disbelief. Dewitt climbs into the ring to join his partner, as the referee clambers back into the ring with the Tag team belts, handing one to Jackson, and one to Dewitt.

Ring Announcer: Your winners, and new FWA Tag Team Champions…Jackson Adams, and Tommmmmyyyyy Deeeeeeeeewitt.

The fans go crazy, and a smile forms on Jackson’s face. He stands, and faces Dewitt, the pair of them nodding in acknowledgment of what they have just achieved. At first, they just shake hands, but then they embrace, before both hitting a turnbuckle and holding the belts aloft

Brody: Not many people believed it…but there you are Sweeny, what this business is all about right before your eyes

Sweeny: But you know, I’ve got a feeling that this one isn’t over. Marie and Brittany know they had many opportunities to win this, and they will be straight to Addison looking for a rematch I can assure you.

Brody: That be as it may…at this moment in time, we have new champions, and they have every right to savour the moment

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Glory Braddock is seen backstage staring at a monitor of what has just happened, she looks shocked and unhappy and instantly her hands move down to her own title in a protective manner, behind her, Sophie and Mark O’Brian can be seen smiling and shaking their heads.

Sophie:
You seriously have to work with those girls in FWA? How the fuck do you get anything done?

Glory:
Sophie, enough.

Sophie:
Enough of what? I’m only pointing out that your stablemates, your back up, your support just failed to beat a guy who hasn’t won in months and a new guy who hasn’t been in the ring for over 5 years until two weeks ago!

Glory turns to face Sophie and lifts a finger to her mouth causing Sophie to look a little shocked at how she was being silenced, but Glory sighs heavily.

Glory:
Tonight, we are all one stable! Sure, it was a bad result for the girls, but they’ll bounce back and I’m certain Tommy Dewitt and Jackson Adams have not heard the end of this! But tonight, Trinity and Apocalypse are one and the same, you understand? We have to have cohesion.

Mark:
Why?

Glory:
Because the more championships we have in this group, the more powerful we are! Brittany and Marie might have lost the tag team titles, but I’ve still got my title to fight for and I need you two and I need the other girls to make certain that tonight, no matter what, this belt stays with us, understand?

Sophie:
Yeah, I understand and don’t worry Glory… Jacob isn’t going to come close to that belt!

Glory:
Thanks.

Braddock smiles as does Sophie as the two share a supportive hug, they then turn back to the monitor as the scene begins to fade to black.

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The scene re-opens backstage with Jacob Laymon and Rayne Young sitting backstage, watching on the monitors and preparing for tonight’s double main event. Rayne however looks lost in thought and hardly in the best of moods, looking over his shoulder at him, Jacob notices this.

        Jacob:
There a problem?

Rayne:
Not a problem as such. I’m a little pissed about what Priest did at Carnage but I’m sure I’ll get over it. It’s actually got more to do with the decision I got to make tonight, MCW or FWA?

Jacob grins from ear to ear for a moment before bursting out into laughter, he looks back round at the monitor and shakes his head with amusement as a confused and angered Rayne looks on.

Jacob:
That’s a good one.

Rayne:
What is?

Jacob:
MCW or FWA? I mean, I know we don’t like Riley and to be fair, the lad doesn’t have a fucking clue what he is doing, but I closed MCW for a reason and the fact the place is back says nothing to me except that the Salvatore brothers want to make some quick money on a temporary investment and drag back some relics to get the place ‘over’. It’s a site for the aged and you ain’t that crap yet pal, I don’t know why you bother with them, let alone considering a choice between them and a younger, fresher company, even one owned by Riley Addison!

Jacob shakes his head at the idea, however Rayne just stands up to his feet, his face red with fury.

Rayne:
You know what… SHUT THE FUCK UP!! Ever since we started this fucking group, I have had your fucking back, I have been there for ya every step of the way and I have done something I’m not normally very good at, I’ve been loyal and I’ve took a backseat, when Glory or Priest, or Weapon or someone else was looking to cause you problems, it was me that came out and supported you, it was me THAT SAVED YOUR ASS!!

Jacob:
Whoa, Rayne… I’m not getting on your back, I’m just saying. A few FWA nobodies went in there and cleared out the MCW main event scene for Christ sake, surely you see what I’m saying?

Rayne:
No. I don’t. What I see is a guy slating the MCW and its memory on a night that Is dedicated to the man who gave him the powers to make the federation into something… So fuck you. For now MCW is alive and the way Whitecloud would want it, but this ‘setup’ between us is not so stable, after all, where the fuck where you when I got beat down by Priest at Carnage? Where were you when I got beat by Weapon, what about the shit with Eli Legacy? Why am I the only one trying to get the kid on board huh? Remember who the fuck I am Laymon, I’m Rayne Young and given the opportunity, I could beat anybody in this federation or any federation anytime I fucking well like… I’m not a whipping boy!

Rayne just angrily glares at Laymon who looks totally shocked by Rayne’s outburst, but remains silent as Young just turns and leaves the locker room as Jacob looks on, not sure quite what to say.

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The fans begin to cheer loudly as Jackson Adams and Tommy Dewitt appear backstage, both of them still sweating it out after the match they just had against Memento Mori, but they are proud as ever and have the smiles of two children who just found out it was Christmas day every single day!
Hammond suddenly appears in front of the two men, he is smiling for them two.

Hammond:
Jackson, Tommy, this is a big moment isn’t it?

Tommy:
A big moment!?! This is huge! We knew we stood a chance and after all the doubts and all the uncertainty, Jackson came through and won the match for us!

Jackson:
I appreciate that Tommy, but truth be told, if it wasn’t for you, this wouldn’t have happened, so it was a team effort and I think we can both be proud of what we done tonight.

Jackson and Tommy share a high five as some of the stagehands around them applaud there victory causing them both to smile even wider.

Hammond:
So what’s next?

Jackson:
The rumble is next and if one of us can go on to be the number one contender for the world title, then great, but I think win or lose in that, we are going to be celebrating tonight.

Tommy:
We know we probably haven’t seen the back of Brittany or Marie just yet, but that’s fine with us, we can fight them again tonight if they really wanted it. Unlike them Hammond, we are fighting champions and I’m sure Jackson will agree, so anytime, anyplace, we will put these titles on the line and prove we are tag team champions who are going to be around for a while to come yet!

Jackson clearly agrees as he nods his head, Hammond then thanks them for their time as the two men just grin widely and walk out of shot leaving Hammond to look on proudly, everybody happy for the underdog duo who have come through to win the gold tonight.

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The scene opens to Eli Legacy in the middle of a hallway. Wearing his ring gear, all in white from his thigh high tights, to his wrist bands, fingerless gloves, knee pads and boots, Legacy has his arm behind his head, stretching. On a chair behind him is his entrance hooded jacket. Stagehands are buzzing around him, but it hardly bothers Legacy who calmly keeps his head down and focused. He turns around to face MCW wrestler Natalie Burrows, her MCW Motor City Championship belt over her shoulder. Legacy simply grins at her.

Eli Legacy
Hi Champ.

Natalie Burrows simply smiles at the FWA wrestler.

Natalie Burrows
Hi. Excuse me, I’m in kind of a rush here, would you mind?

Eli Legacy smiles at her and steps to the side and extends his arm.

Eli Legacy.
Stepping out of your way ma’am. Please, be my guest.

Natalie Burrows
My, aren’t you polite. You are not half as bad as your reputation.
Legacy shoots his trademark hotshot smile as she walks passed him and he shakes his head to himself, nodding. He turns back around to restart his stretches to find BROS, Greg Venom and Doctor Ian, looking at him.

Doctor Ian
Polite? Eli Legacy?

Greg Venom
Has to be something to do with the fairer sex.

Legacy smiles at the two brothers then hugs them, firstly hugging Greg
Venom and then Doctor Ian.

Doctor Ian
Good to see you Elliot.

Eli Legacy
Good to see you too Doc. And you Greg.

Greg Venom
Big night Eli. Chance at your first championship

Eli looks at Greg with anger in his eyes.

Eli Legacy
Did you two see what happened at Carnage? I was the fucking laughing stock of FWA. Not only did that overrated dinosaur Lethal Weapon knock me off my winning streak, but Michael Kyzer attacked me from behind and had the nerve to stand over me raising the Atlantic Championship. This is the same guy who has brought nothing but shame to the Atlantic division since he became champion. Its nothing but faked injury time and time again. When I beat him to night in our match I shall do the exact same thing to that son of a bitch by raising my Atlantic Championship belt over my head. He’s brought everything that happens tonight on himself.

Greg Venom
How was the attack from Weapon?

Eli Legacy
He’ll get his Greg. By the end of the night, not only shall I be FWA Atlantic Champion, I’ll also be number one contender to the FWA World Heavyweight Championship. Tonight is the night of Eli Legacy gentlemen.
Doctor Ian and Greg Venom exchange glances.

Doctor Ian
What happened with Rayne at Carnage Eli? I saw him approach you.

Greg Venom
You thinking of joining him?

Eli Legacy
Rayne Young. Jacob Laymon. Aftermath. All of it is irrelevant guys. They stand for one thing, I stand for another. But it’s always good to know that people are on your side. Anyway, what’s up with the concern? I thought you and Rayne were cool after he helped you get Natalie back?

Eli smiles at Greg who simply grins at the youngster.

Doctor Ian
Rayne. Rayne is a complex guy. Just be careful who you are getting into bed with Eli.

Eli Legacy
Don’t worry about me. I always use protection.

Greg Venom
Speaking of protection, where the hell were you last week when FWA invaded MCW?

Eli laughs, shaking his head.

Eli Legacy
I’m facing all of those idiots, other than Glory, tonight in a Battle Royal. The winner, on the FWA side, gets a shot at the FWA World Championship. I was kind of hoping some of you MCW guys get the better of some of them. Guess it’s too much to ask. Not to mention Weapon was there, I probably would have ended up kicking his ass instead. Guys, I’ll see you out there later tonight, until then I’ve got Michael Kyzer to face and an Atlantic Championship to win. Maybe you two should be more careful when you’re facing each other also, I watched Mayhem, I thought it was BROS over foes?

Doctor Ian
Yeah, well, you know Greg.

Greg begins to chuckle to himself.

Greg Venom
Don’t hate the player man, hate the game.

Legacy grabs his ring hoodie from the chair and quickly slings it on, putting his hood over his head. He shakes the hands of both brothers then he simply walks away, as the camera stays on Greg and Ian. The two brothers watch him walk away. Legacy stops, then speaks up but still not looking at either.

Eli Legacy
Hey Doc! Nice t-shirt. I’ll see you both out there, main event. By the way, when I win the rumble match, which one of you two want to raise my hand?

The scene fades with both Greg and Ian grinning at Legacy’s comment, in the background you can hear Eli laughing.

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Sitting on his bench in his dressing room, Rayne is seen with his head down, eyes closed and hands entwined with 'Boiler’ By Limp Bizkit playing the background. Loud enough to be able to enjoy the lyrics, but not loud enough to hear what’s coming into his dressing room.  Stephen and Samuel Salvatore have entered the room, standing before Rayne with Dr. Ian, Greg Venom, Lance Williams, Kirsta Lewis and Eric Sailes behind them. Keeping his eyes closed for a few more moments, he lifts his hand up, stopping the brothers from attempting to speak..

Opening his eyes, he looks out and see’s the crowd that has gathered in his dressing room, forcing Rayne to smile. He stands to his feet and walks towards the brothers, as the five in the background look at Rayne, watching his every movement.

“So finally, you come face to face with me. But only when you’ve brought the back-up.” Rayne says with intent. The youngest, Samuel steps forward and gets in Rayne’s face, forcing Eric and Stephen to get between the pair.

“Look Rayne, we’re not scared of you. We have no reason to be. We’re actually here to ask where your head is at? Is it FWA or MCW!” Samuel angrily asks Rayne, the hot headed one of the two. As Stephen holds Samuel back and keeps him in line.

“I think i made my feelings very clear at the start of Mayhem, two weeks ago. Did i not?” Rayne tells the owners, before turning his back.

“You did, but then Glory attacked me. She attacked you’re own flesh and blood, Dad. Doesn’t that mean anything to you.” Eric raises his voice towards his father, as he stands in front of the Salvatore’s. Rayne keeps his back turned to his son, not wanting to see how hurt he was by how Eric’s feeling.

“I said... DOESN’T THAT MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU. DON’T I MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU.” He turns around to face his son, who can see the pain in his eyes.

“Of course you do and you shouldn’t need to ever question me on that.. You know full too well, what you mean to me. No matter what state i’m in.” Eric can see the anger build inside of his father, as he steps over to Stephen and whispers something to them, as they reluctantly nod their head in approval.

“Rayne, Eric has asked us to go to leave you two alone. But we hope the decision you’ve made isn’t set in stone. We hope, you fight with us, not against us.”

The Salvatore’s, Ian, Greg, Kirsta and Lance, all take leave of Rayne’s dressing room. Leaving Father and Son alone in the dressing room, but Kirsta doesn’t follow the rest, instead she hangs by the door, listening intently on the conversation the two are about to have.

“Dad, why are you doing this? Whitecloud was like a brother to you. MCW means more to you, than anyone else, even me.... This isn’t you, there is something else going on.” Eric walks over to his father, hoping to make him see sense.. Rayne lifts his head and looks at his son, before placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Eric, son, you know how much you mean to me. You know me better than anyone. You know i don’t go into things, on a whim, or a hunch. I think things through, i see everything that no one else sees. What i’m going to do tonight, is for the best. For me, for you, for FWA, for MCW. Tonight, without a shadow of a doubt, you will see where my loyalties truly lies.” Rayne moves his hand from his son’s shoulder and moves it to his face.

“When Randi and Kyle get older, i want you too let them know just how much i loved them. I’m not the father they need, i’m not the father they want. But my love for them, like for you, hasn’t and never will diminish. You three, mean the world to me. So Eric, as well as being a father to my grandson, i want you to be a substitute father to those two. They deserve someone who won’t break promises, someone who will be there, no matter what... Eric, i won’t be on this earth forever, but i need to know you’ll do this for me?” Rayne looks at Eric, who nods as they embrace and hug it out. They stay embraced for a few moments, until Rayne pulls away and looks as this son...

“See you in the ring, son.” The two share a nod, as Rayne turns back around leaving Eric to turn on his heels and walk out of his dressing room, clearly emotional as he see’s Kirsta standing by the door, no doubt hearing everything that was said. Eric looks as Kirsta, before walking past her... As the camera looks into the dressing room, to see Rayne putting his fist into one of his lockers, putting a huge dent into it..

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Atlantic Championship Match
Michael Kyzer © Vs Eli Legacy

The song ‘Last Look At Eden’ by Europe beings to play over the sound system and the arena goes black. As the band begins to kick in, fireworks are let off the stage and lights turned back on as Eli Legacy appears onto the stage area, to a chorus of boos and jeers. With a hood over his head, Eli circles around the stage area, his eyes as cold as stone. Without acknowledging anyone, he makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring. He keeps his head down, ignoring all the abuse thrown his way from the fans. As he reaches the steps to go into the ring, he takes off his hood and slowly struts up the steps. He slowly climbs into the ring, ascending the nearest turnbuckle when going through the ropes. He grins as he holds his arms out to his sides nodding.

Walters:
So here we go, another title on the line, this time, it’s the ever impressive Eli Legacy going one on one with the returning Atlantic Champion… Michael Kyzer!

Vines:
Mother says Eli looks juicy as a steak

Walters:
Why are so obsessed with eating people? Don’t you ever think of anything else other than food?

Vines:
I think of sex.

Walters:
You have sex?

Vines:
Sure… Ask your wife! BOOM!!!

The lights dim, the first chords of “Absent” echo through the arena. The lights explode on and Michael Kyzer is standing in the entrance way, with his trademark smirk and the Atlantic Championship proudly over his shoulder. He makes his way to the ring with little interaction with the fans except smiles to those in the front row. He slides into the ring and just stands in front of Eli, lifting his title into the air, his face becoming one of focus and intensity as he sees the man who put him out of action for the best part of two months. He then hands the belt to the official and walks back to his corner as the match looks about ready to begin.

Walters:
Kyzer is looking in great shape for a man who has been injured, he looks ready tonight.

Vines:
He looks scrumptious!

Walters:
Now are you talking about food or sex this time?

Vines:
Both?

Walters:
You are seriously disturbed!

The bell sounds to make the start of the match official, but both men are circling the ring already, both of them wary of the man opposite, however it doesn’t take long for that caution to be thrown aside as both men lunge in for the collar-elbow tie up, except Eli ducks under the arms of Kyzer and comes up behind him, he hooks him around the waist and lifts him from the mat before dropping him down chest first, Kyzer however rolls back into a seated position as Eli holds on, tightening his grip around the waist of Michael.
Kyzer just rolls up to one knee forcing Eli to change his hold, he grips him around the head and tugs in tightly with the side headlock now, but as they stand, Michel Kyzer suddenly drops back down to the mat, breaking the headlock and taking Eli down with a drop toe hold straight into an ankle lock with a grapevine!!! Eli instantly wriggles and squirms but quickly gets to the ropes as the fans cheer loudly for Michael’s clever counter.
The referee counts to three before Michael lets go, but he then rolls away to the middle of the ring and stands, lifting his hands into the air innocently as an angry Eli Legacy rolls out of the ring and glares back at Kyzer and the official, quickly claiming Kyzer cheated, however the referee is having none of it.

Walters:
Great counter by Kyzer, showing some real submission pedigree in this match and he’ll need that to win.

Vines:
I’d have won this match by now!

Walters:
What!?! We aren’t even 2 minutes in!!

Vines:
So… I’m a god… A FUCKING GOD!!! Don’t doubt me asshole!

Walters:
O…K

Slowly Eli gets back into the ring, a little more cautious now, he stands and like Michael Kyzer, begins to circle the ring, both men begin to play with the idea of a roman Greco knuckle lock to get things going again, but nobody locks it in, however just as it seems they might, Eli darts forward again and swipes the feet of Kyzer from under him and quickly grabs his legs, folding him over, his shoulders against the mat for the pin, but wait, the official isn’t counting!! Eli shoves Michael aside as the referee tries to explain to him that its submission only!!! Eli is furious and just shoves the official way, risking a DQ, but the referee lets him off, he then turns to see Michael back up to his feet and with a roar of frustration, Legacy sprints across the ring, but Kyzer suddenly ducks his clothesline attempt and counters, CROSSFACE!!! He drops Eli to the mat, hooks his arm with his legs and then tugs back on the head, but just like the ankle lock, its brief as Eli quickly grabs the bottom rope and hooks it with his arm!
Cheers explode around the arena as Kyzer smiles and quickly lets go off the hold at the referee’s request, however Eli is fuming and rolls out of the ring again, this time shaking off the pain in his arm, he slowly walks around the outside of the ring to boos from the fans who want to see this match flow, however, some of the boos turn into cheers as Kyzer leaves the ring behind where Eli is standing and goes in chase.
As Eli turns to see what the commotion is about, Michael Kyzer just runs along the apron and leaps off hitting a brilliant knee to the face of Eli taking him down to the mats and causing the fans to explode with cheers! He sits up and smiles to the fans before grabbing Eli by the hair and lifting him to his feet, he then throws him into the ring and rolls in after him, however Eli is clambering to the far corner, he stands, but Kyzer is on top of him and sprints across to meet him with a huge running dropkick that takes Eli back down to the mat as the fans continue to go nuts for the champion, however Eli quickly rolls under the ropes onto the apron causing the fans to boo again, however this time Kyzer is on him and leans through the ropes grabbing Eli by the hair and trying to lift him back into the ring, but Eli suddenly hooks the head of Michael and drops down to the safety mats, hanging Kyzer on the middle rope throat first!

Walters:
Eli is avoiding direct confrontation with Michael Kyzer at all costs here, another cheap move by the number one contender!

Vines:
Cheap? It was clever, he is getting his breath back dickhead!

Walters:
He’s an athlete, he should be able to face Kyzer man to man, not keeping running away like this!

Vines:
And you would know about being an athlete, how? You fat fuck!!

Walters:
Charming!

Eli shakes off the cobwebs and rolls back into the ring before grabbing Kyzer who is sitting up in the centre of it, he lifts him to his feet and grabs his head before dropping him perfectly with a neckbreaker that bounces Michael off the mat causing him to grab the back of his head in pain. Eli just seems to grow in confidence now, smiling at the fans and flicking the sweat from his body into the front row of the fans disgustingly, although it does seem to excite Eddie Vines! Nonetheless, he turns back to the champion and slams a boot into the back of his head another and another, before watching as Kyzer gets up to one knee, he then lines him up before slamming a tough right hand across the jaw of Kyzer knocking him back down.
With another smile to the fans, he watches as Kyzer crawls across to the ropes to help him stand, but Eli just stands over him and shoves him down throat first across the middle rope, he chokes him blatantly on the ropes as the official demands a break and begins his count,

1…2….3….4

Finally Eli breaks it, but lifts the middle rope up in a quick movement that sends Kyzer back into the centre of the ring, his hand around his throat as he tries to regain his breath into his body. Eli just argues with the official momentarily allowing Michael to sit up, but he then drops down behind him and lifts his arm across his own chest, before hyperextending the elbow in a side headlock/modified armbar type submission that is aimed at wearing Michael Kyzer down, he tugs the arm pulling the head in closer and just holds this rather unique submission in place as the fans begin to chant “Lets go Kyzer” over and over in support of the returning champion.

Walters:
Finally, some sensible wrestling from Eli, wearing down Kyzer in the ring, trying to take the strength away from his opponent.

Vines:
Fuck that, do you think he is going to be flicking his sweat again?

Walters:
I certainly hope not! I mean really!?!

Vines:
What? I didn’t expect free drinks on the job, I’m only asking!!

Slowly Michael is away to roll out of the submission forcing Eli to revert back to a standard side headlock, Eli tugs the hold in deep, but Michael isn’t phased and stands to his feet before trying to roll out of it and he does successfully, standing back to back with Eli now before hooking his arms and to the cheers of the fans dropping him down for a backslide pin in an attempt to stop the flow of Eli’s momentum, quickly he lets go and thanks to this, Kyzer has bought himself a second of time and is able to get back to his feet but so does Eli who rages forward with a wild swing of his arm, but Kyzer ducks it and grabs him around the waist from behind before running him into the ropes, but Eli hooks them with his arms forcing Kyzer to back roll by himself, however he rolls back up to his feet and charges Eli, but this time Legacy is to quick and drops Kyzer down with a drop toe hold, hanging him on the middle rope so hard that Kyzer bounces back up to his feet and stumbles backwards into the arms of Legacy who lifts him up into the air and hits a beautiful spinning inverted body slam onto the mat dropping Kyzer chest and face first against the canvas!!!
Eli just quickly rolls into a cover and hooks the legs, but again, no count. Kyzer kicks out without really understanding whats going on, but Eli stands back up and is again, in the face of the official who again tries to tell Eli that it’s a submission only division!! Legacy is fuming, loudly claiming that he had Kyzer beat twice already in this match!! He shakes his head in disgust and turns back to Kyzer who is slowly getting his composure back as he sits up, however Eli is right back on him and shoves his knee into the back of the champions back before hooking his jaw and pulling back on it with the chin lock.
The fans just begin chanting “Lets go Kyzer” over and over again, but Eli shakes his head at them with a smile on his face as he tugs back on the jaw of Kyzer a little harder, however Michael just ignores the referees questions as to whether or not he will quit and manages to roll his back around the knee of Eli making it possible for him to get back to one knee and then to both feet, however Legacy isn’t letting go and keeps the lock on his jaw tight, however Michael suddenly slams an elbow into the stomach of Legacy and another to cheers from the fans, but the cheers are quickly muted as Eli just tugs the hair of Kyzer causing him to drop powerfully back down to the mat!!

Walters:
That’s one way to stop Kyzer getting any momentum in this match and I have to admit, since Eli started standing up to Kyzer, he has looked the dominant force in this match.

Vines:
I’m bored.

Walters:
Then call the match and do your job?

Vines:
FUCK YOU… I’m bored.

Walters:
Has anybody ever told you that you just want to make them scream? You are so frustrating!

Vines:
Yeah… Your mum! BOOM!!

Eli looks a little frustrated by Kyzer’s ability to keep fighting as the official shouts at him for tugging the hair, however Eli ignores him and just runs at Kyzer who is sitting up before leaping over him and grabbing his head, pulling his upper body forward and practically folding him over before his natural posture causes Kyzer to fling backwards back on the canvas like an elastic band that had been pulled out of shape!
Eli just grins from ear to ear as Kyzer gets up to all fours, Legacy stands back up and seems to be enjoying this dominance as he grabs the head of Michael and mockingly looks him in the eyes before shouting “Want to give up? Tell the official, tell him, ELI IS BETTER!” But Kyzer suddenly lunges up with a huge forearm to the ribs of Legacy causing him to yell in pain, before angrily slamming an elbow across the back of Kyzer’s head knocking him back down and quickly stopping any momentum he might be trying to get back on his side.
Eli is totally controlling the pace of this match as he casually walks alongside Kyzer and lifts him to his feet, he then snapmares him back down before kicking him flat to the mat, he then stands at Michael’s side and again flicks his sweat out around the fans with an arrogant smile, he then lifts his arm in a pose like fashion before leaping into the air and dropping a big elbow across the chest of Kyzer and remaining there for a moment with the same grin on his face.
Eli just rolls up to his feet and walks across to the corner, climbing to the middle turnbuckle before lifting his arms to the fans as if he had already won, boos explode from every area of the arena, however Eli just jumps back down and enjoys the reaction before turning back to Michael who is sitting up on the mat, still trying to get something going in this match tonight however Eli doesn’t let him rest any longer and tugs in a hard side headlock, continuing to try and wear him down, however Michael quickly rolls up to his knees and slams a fist into the stomach of Eli and another, he then stands to his feet, but Legacy is refusing to let go, Kyzer however just slams right hand after right hand into his stomach forcing Eli to aggressively break the hold and quickly slam an elbow into the back of his head again, knocking Kyzer back down to one knee, he then lifts him to his feet and grabs his wrist before throwing him into the ropes, Kyzer hits them, but holds on and keeps himself there! Eli angrily charges in, but Kyzer lifts his legs and slams his boots right into the face of Eli Legacy to a huge eruption of cheers from the Detroit fans, Eli just stumbles away into the far corner causing Michael to run into the one opposite, he then roars and charges across the ring before going for a big double leg lariat in the corner, but as he leaps Eli ducks away and to the disappoint of the fans Michael Kyzer hits the turnbuckles first and then lands awkwardly neck first onto the canvas!!

Walters:
SHIT! That looked an awful landing for Kyzer and he really just can’t get into this match.

Vines:
He folded up like an accordion, whatever the fuck an accordion is.

Walters:
Eddie, it’s a musical instrument

Vines:
Sounds like something out of star trek…

Eli just grabs Kyzer and lifts him quickly up to his feet before hitting a beautifully executed firemans carry throw but then again goes for the pin, except this time he instantly realises and just slams his hands onto the mat in frustration over and over again!! Kyzer rolls onto his front and tries to get some composure back, but Eli just leaps onto his back and this time locks in a sleeper with a grapevine lock, the fans are totally behind Kyzer though chanting yet again “lets go Kyzer” over and over trying to get him to react and get back into this match, however he is looking tired and weak, his break from the industry maybe doing him more harm then good as the more tested Eli Legacy continues to dominate.
Slowly Kyzer fights off the hold of Eli by rolling up into a seated position before then rolling up to one knee, but Eli doesn’t let go, even as Kyzer stands, he continues to keep the sleeper hold intact, however Michael suddenly seems to get some life and out of nowhere grabs the head of Legacy and drops down to a seated position hitting a huge jawbreaker to break the move and cause Eli to stumble away while holding his jaw! Eli stumbles into the far corner, a little shocked by the counter by Michael Kyzer, but the champion is now up and he roars at Eli in the corner again, but again, Eli moves in the final second, but this time, Michael plants his foot into the middle turnbuckle, stopping his momentum, Eli turns to see this and lunges at him out of desperation, but Michael sidesteps him and using his own momentum pushes him so hard that Eli lands head first on the metal turnbuckle that runs down the outside of the ring before stumbling back into the middle of the ring, he then turns in a daze to face Kyzer, but as he does, he is met with a huge kick to the chest that causes him to roar in pain, then another to the leg another to the chest, another to the arm another to the head causing him to drop to one knee only for Kyzer to send a thumping knee into his face that finally knocks Eli to the mat and has the fans going mental all over the arena!!!

Walters:
A huge knee to the face of Eli by Kyzer and he is back in this match, this is a great chance for him to take advantage!

Vines:
He’s got some lethal fucking feet!

Walters:
That he has, those kicks were devastatingly hard!

Vines:
No, I meant his feet stink like shit, I can smell them from here!

Kyzer just stands walks across to Eli lifting him in the corner before grabbing his wrist and throwing him across the ring, no, Eli counters and throws Kyzer instead, but as Kyzer reaches the opposite turnbuckle with Eli in quick chase, he seems to run up them, before pushing off with his feet and leaping over the head of Eli, but he lands perfectly on his feet and backs up into the ropes as Eli desperately tries to keep up, Legacy turns and swings wildly for a clothesline, but Kyzer ducks it and hits the ropes again and as Eli turns, he is hit with a huge clothesline that has the fans going wild as Kyzer is suddenly back in this, his momentum in full flow!
Eli is staggering all over the place and turns as he gets to his feet, right into a huge leg lariat from Kyzer who takes him back down to the mat before roaring with adrenaline as the fans cheer him on. He stands to his feet and grabs Eli lifting him back up to his feet before grabbing his wrist and holding him against the ropes, he then throws him across the ring and ducks down, but does so to early as Eli comes back but stops just in time before planting a huge boot into the face and chest of Kyzer standing him right back up, he then charges past the dazed Kyzer into the ropes but as he comes back Kyzer leaps into a pele kick out of nowhere that has the fans going mental and takes Eli down to the mat like a sack of bricks!

Walters:
HUGE KICK BY KYZER!!!

Kyzer just rolls out onto the apron and lifts his fist into the air to the cheers of the fans as Eli slowly begins to get back to his feet, he stumbles up to his vertical base and turns in a circular motion back toward Kyzer who leaps up onto the top rope and then flies back into the ring with a huge missile dropkick that takes Eli back down with a bang! Kyzer then quickly stands up and circles the ring full of adrenalin as he calls for his finisher, the fans are all on their feet at this point as well, all of them waiting for what is going to happen next, Kyzer just drops down to one knee, grabs the leg of Eli and to a huge eruption of support, locks in INDULGENT BEHAVIOUR (ankle lock)!!! Eli is up on both arms, his head shaking violently as the fans watch him scramble around the ring, trying to reach out for the ropes, desperately trying to escape this hold, doing whatever he can to get out of it, but Kyzer has him perfectly in the centre of the ring and he just tugs on it harder causing Eli to roar with pain, his movement coming to a stop as he lifts his hand in the air and just fights back form tapping on the mat!! Suddenly he rolls onto his back and just pulls his legs in dragging Kyzer closer to him before kicking out with both legs, finally breaking the hold and sending Kyzer into a back roll. Quickly both athletes stand, but Eli does with a limp, however Kyzer is relentless now and charges back in to go for it again, but he throws caution to the wind and Eli counters, LEGACY MAKER!!!!

Walters:
Holy shit!! I didn’t see this coming!!

Vines:
Honestly? I at least expected to see some blood… *yawn*

Walters:
Nothing pleases you huh? Not even this, because I think Eli might have this!!

Eli Legacy locks in his version of the Anaconda Vice and just tugs back on the already hurt neck and back of Michael Kyzer, but Kyzer is refusing to submit, refusing to give up, Eli however isn’t letting go and isn’t letting Michael get anywhere near the ropes to submit, something has to give, somebody has to give, this match is surely coming to an end, coming to a close. The fans are begging Michael to fight through it and survive, all of them chanting and cheering, doing whatever they can to get Kyzer back into this… But they can’t! Finally he taps and the fans boo loudly, all of them sighing with disappointment as Kyzer has no choice but to give in and tap on the mat. ELI DONE IT! HE HAS JUST WON HIS FIRST EVER FWA CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Boo’s are ringing out from every direction as Eli lets go and just rolls away from Michael Kyzer who in turn rolls out of the ring onto the apron, the official just leans through the ropes and grabs the Atlantic Championship and with a grin on his face, Eli realises what he has just accomplished.
He stands to his feet and looks around at the official who holds out the title to him, but for a moment he doesn’t take it, content with just glaring at it, however he slowly lifts it into his arms and with a roar of excitement lifts the belt into the air and holds it above his head to the boos as his music explodes through the speakers, he then walks across to wear Kyzer is laying on the apron and with his finger pointed down into the face of Michael, just lifts the belt again, an arrogant grin on his face as he glares down at his defeated opponent.

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Jessica and Jason King are seen backstage to a huge eruption of cheers, the husband and wife duo just help one another stretch before stopping and sharing a moment as they stare at one another, Jessica then leans in and kisses Jason on the lips, the two smile sweetly at one another, until the sound of “Ergh!” erupts over the shots, the camera then turns to show the FWA’s Marie and Brittany standing in front of them, clearly still annoyed at what happened earlier in the night. Lohan just looks them up and down like they are aliens before curiously asking a question.

Brittany:
Where do you get dolls like these two from?

Jessica and Jason seemingly hear the insult in the question, but a small grip of his wifes arm shows that Jason isn’t after any trouble tonight. He smile and extends his hand.

Jason:
We are from MCW, my names Jason, this is my wife Jessica, nice to meet you.

The two FWA ladies just glare at his hand as if it were covered in muck and then giggle to themselves causing Jessica to become increasingly incensed by the rudeness of the duo, however Marie steps forward and glares the two down.

Marie:
We aren’t your friends and it’s not a pleasure for us. We simply came here to make something clear, you see, as the greatest tag team in the company at the moment and ignore tonight’s result, because it was a fluke for Dewitt and Jackson, it’s our duty to tell you and all the other MCW superstars, that thinking about winning, even if you rely on your lovely looking husband here, is out of the question, because tonight, FWA is going to succeed in winning the Rumble, what’s more… It’s going to be me or Brittany that get the job done because we have a serious axe to grind, so stay out of our way.

Jason finally steps up to Marie with Brittany pushing him back and the two teams seemingly ready to come to a head, however Marie subtley places her hand on the shoulder of Brittany who is like a firework, nonetheless, she steps back and the two FWA stars walk away leaving JJK angry and on edge, both of them wanting the rumble to start right now. Looking on, the fans cheer to see Alcohol Paul and Jim glaring at what’s just happened.

Jim:
Shouldn’t we have just stepped in and helped Jessica and Jason out? There MCW after all?

Paul:
Are you kidding Jim? How can we be taken as legitimate heels if we help those two out!?!

Jim scratches his head for a moment in confusion, but doesn’t seem to have an answer.

Paul:
Listen, I have a better idea anyway.

Jim:
Are we going to jump them ourselves?

Paul:
What? No! Too obvious! We are going to do something much more heelish… Follow my lead!

Paul taps Jim on the shoulder supportively and both men walk toward JJK, they stop as the husband and wife duo turn to see them and smile innocently.

Jason:
Can we help you Paul?

Paul:
Help us? No, no, but we can help you I think.

Jason:
I think we’ll be ok.

Jason smiles politely and walks back over to his gym back leant up against one of the lobby walls.

Paul:
Have you ever competed in a rumble before?

Jason:
Erm, no, why?

Paul:
I have. It’s pretty tough.

Jessica is listening intently and passes a gaze at Jim who looks confused as to what Paul is trying to do here.

Jason:
Ok, so you got any tips?

Jessica:
Would you actually give us advice? I mean, we are against each other technically.

Paul:
We are, but judging from the mood and what we just saw, I get the feeling the MCW and FWA feud thing is the priority at the moment, so lets put our own issues aside, so sure I can give you guys some advice!

Jessica:
Wow, thanks.

Jessica and Jason just stand side by side and await the great words of wisdom to come from Paul, however he turns to Jim who is still looking confused and opens there own gym back before turning back to Jessica and Jason.

Paul:
A beer…

Jessica:
Excuse me?

Jason:
Beer?

Paul:
Yes, a cool beverage to calm the nerves and help you mentally limber up!

Jason:
Paul, thanks and everything, but I’m not sure that’s what we need right now!

Jim:
Rubbish!

Jessica and Jason glare over Pauls shoulder to see Jim already tugging back on a bottle with a big grin on his face.

Jim:
Face it, you are physically fit, but when the moment comes, nerves can end your showing out there as much as anything you can physically handle… So drink calms those nerves making you more focused.

Paul:
Precisely, would I lie to you?

The foursome all remain deadly silent as the question lingers in the air, but then a smiling Jason glares across at Jessica and seems to give in.

Jason:
Ok, what can one beer do huh?

Paul:
That’s the spirit!!

With the camera angle changing, Paul looks over his shoulder at Jim and winks at his partner who grins a wide grin himself before handing a beer to the two rival MCW wrestlers as the shot fades out to go elsewhere.

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Jacob Laymon is seen preparing still for his World title match tonight, but as he turns to the doorway, Rayne walks back in looking a lot calmer, he glares at Jacob and the two men stop and remain silent for a moment like two best friends who had just fallen out but were wanting to make up without losing their pride.

Rayne:
I know what I’m going to do, my decision is made, everywhere has to move on someday I guess and its about the future, not about the present, right?

Jacob nods and seems to take in what he is saying.

Rayne:
And about your match… If anybody comes out there, whether its Trinity, Apocalypse even Dante… I’ve got your back, as usual.

Jacob smiles and nods in approval of this.

Jacob:
I appreciate that and trust me, I’ve got yours to and at Carnage, I’ll prove that. But I’m glad you still got my back.

The two men shake hands and smile as Jacob gives Rayne a respectful nod and walks out of the room, Rayne just seems to lurk for a moment, he then turns to leave himself, but as he does, he see’s Eli Legacy standing before him, the Atlantic Championship proudly over his shoulder.

Eli:
You know, I got to thinking about things recently and it seems to me that you boys might need another pair of hands… I’m not saying I’ve made a decision yet or any shit like that, but if you need some help, consider me an ally… For now.

Rayne nods his approval to this and shakes the hand of Eli Legacy as Doctor Ian and Greg Venom look on from a distance, there expressions clearly one of concern. Legacy smiles and then leaves the shot as Rayne looks back across at Ian and Greg, none of them particularly pleased to see the others.

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The fans are continuing to watch as yet another backstage segment comes into shot with the new signings of Marissa Storm and Wrath appear on the screen alongside Tom Hammond who is prepared for the cameras.

Hammond:
Ladies and gentleman, I am here with two highly rated new stars who have signed with the FWA in the last two weeks, to my left is Marissa Storm and to my right, a man infamously known as Wrath. Guys, tonight you compete in a Royal Rumble as your debut appearance, what are your thoughts on this and do you really expect to be able to win this?

Wrath:
You’re a clown.

Hammond:
Erm, excuse me?

Wrath:
You’re excused.

Wrath snatches the microphone from Hammonds hand and throws him clear off the shot before glaring at the camera.

Wrath:
Simply put, if myself or Marissa didn’t expect we could win this tonight, we wouldn’t be in it, but as it turns out, here we are, so yes, we are here to win and we are here to make the greatest impact of any superstar from either company, but beating every other athlete in the business to become the number one contender for the World Championship!

Marissa politely takes the microphone from Wrath who listens intently as her eyes don’t waver from his.

Marissa:
For those at home who don’t know, me and Wrath have history, we know one another well and this isn’t going to be a team effort for either of us, nor are we some new gimmick tag team who have come into the FWA to make a name for ourselves, no. We are talented superstars with an eye for individual accomplishment and when tonight is done, if the final two in the ring are me and you, as always Wrath, I’ll be making sure I come out on top.

Wrath smiles and seems to find humour in her words.

Wrath:
As always? We’ll see. For now, FWA, MCW take note, because neither of us are lightweights, or rookies with limited experience. We are here to make a real impression and tonight, that begins!

Marissa drops the microphone as the two stare at one another one final time before walking in separate directions as a roughed up Tom Hammond walks back into shot, confused and a little intimidated by all the abuse he is getting tonight.

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World Heavyweight Championship Match
Glory Braddock Vs Jacob Laymon

Walters : Here we go Eddie, the FWA Main Event... Jacob Laymon vs. Glory Braddock.

Vines : For the biggest prize of them all.

Walters : THE FWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.

Vines : And here’s comes the Champion, could most certainly tuck into her right now...

Walters : Couldn’t we all.

The opening chords of “Dumb Bitch” by Mickie James begins to blare over of the PA system. As the music begins to build the lights dim and a lone spotlight shines down at the top of the entrance ramp. The words “British Bombshell” appear on the Tron. The tron shows images of Glory Braddock delivering Glorification to Erik Cade, the Gloria In Excelsis Deo to Eric Sailes, and a Blaze of Glory to Eric Herrera.

You musta got your play book
From a tabloid magazine
Full of trashy lies
And schemin’ behind the scenes
You were hittin’ on my baby
The first time I turned my back
Did you really think that I
Was gonna let you get away with that

Glory Braddock steps out onto the stage into the spotlight. The auburn haired beauty has a confident gaze written across her face as she pumps her fists, getting the crowd into this. The fans respond in kind with cheers, showing the cheers down upon Glory Braddock.

You’re a dumb bitch
You must think that I am like a smart bitch
Wouldnt step across that line
Cuz this bitch is gonna cut you down to size
Teach you not to mess with whats mine
You dumb bitch

Braddock raises her arms high up into the air, soaking up the fan reaction as the lights go back up to normal. She points down to the ring, nodding her head before making her way in a confident stride towards the ring.

Im a good woman
Lookin’ in a no good womans eyes
You knew what you were doin’
Now its too late to apologize
Maybe this’ll teach you
Not to try that trash again
And save another woman
From your slutty shenanigans

Glory climbs up the steel steps and steps towards the ring apron. She makes a leap over the top rope and into the ring. She heads over to each corner, raising her hands to the crowd, pumping her fists to get them into it and the fans respond in kind.

You’re a dumb bitch
You must think that I am like a smart bitch
Wouldnt step across that line
Cuz this bitch is gonna cut you down to size
Teach you not to mess with whats mine
You dumb bitch
You dumb bitch

Glory hops down from the turnbuckles and then heads to the center of the ring where she raises both arms high into the air. She motions to the fans one last time before making her way to a neutral corner, awaiting Jacob Laymon, so they can start this match...

Vines : Ask and you shall receive.

“Megadeath” Countdown to Extinction suddenly plays over the speaker system as Jacob Laymon appears on the big screen, the boos are loud and heavy and suddenly the former owner of the MCW steps out, he cracks his neck and just glares into the ring, his eyes focused on both of his opponents, a sly smile coming across his face as he just walks down the ramp, he stops at the bottom and just ignores the abuse from the fans and looks dead at Glory, before grinning from ear to ear...

Walters : A confident, very confident Jacob Laymon.

Vines : And he has every reason to feel confident. He should’ve been crowned World Champion, last time. Now he has to fight her all over again for it.

Sliding into the ring, Glory immediately jumps on Jacob throwing the title aside as the referee calls for the bell to be rung...

*DING!! DING!!*

Glory wades in with a right, left, right, left, right, left, before getting to her feet and aiming a kick at Jacob’s rib section and connecting well with it. Jacob screws up his face in pain, as he rolls over to stop Glory from doing it again, but instead she drills her foot into the other side of his rib section, forcing Jacob on his back... Glory seeing the advantage she’s given herself and bounces of the ropes and jumps into the air, dropping a knee from height right onto Jacob’s face...

Vines : The Champion in the ascendency right here, Walters.. She’s looking beefy...

Walters : O......K......

Glory pulls Jacob to his feet and backs up, leaving him to lean on the ropes for leverage. She takes a couple of steps back, before launching herself at him, attempting a clothesline, but Jacob senses what’s about to happen and drops to the canvas, holding the top rope and pulling it down with him in the process, forcing Glory to hit the ringside with a thump as Jacob rolls out of the ring, grinning.

Walters : Smart move by Jacob, if Glory had hit that, then she’d be in complete control, but that hasn’t happened.

Glory backs up and rests against the barricade, but Jacob just runs at her, driving his knee forcefully into her face, almost knocking her out. She slumps to her side, but Jacob grabs a handful of hair and forces Glory to her feet, before lifting her into the air and gorilla pressing her a couple of times, before dropping her, neck first onto the security barricade... Falling to the floor, Glory holds her neck and writhes around in agony as Jacob saunters over, grinning cockily as ever.

4....

5....

6....

The referee continues counting, as Jacob once again pulls Glory to her feet, via a handful of hair and rolls her into the ring.... Breaking the count... He climbs onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle to the top rope and patiently waits for the right moment, as Glory starts getting to her feet, it takes a few moments, but she finally gets to her feet, shaking her head she spins around and right into a flying top rope spear from Jacob, taken them both to the canvas, knocking the wind out of himself, but putting Glory to the canvas and writing around, was worth it for him...

Walters : Huge top rope move from Laymon, could’ve all gone wrong with that.

Vines : But he hit it perfectly, so shut up Walters...

Jacob grimaces but crawls over to where Glory is and drapes an arm over her upper body, as the referee administers a count...

1....

2....

3.......

Nooo... Braddock kicks out with authority,  Jacob thought he had her there and can’t believe he only got the two count... He gets to his feet, but so does Glory and she jumps into the air, attempting a flying lariat but Jacob catches her mid-air and drops her right to the canvas with a huge sidewalk slam. Allowing him to hook her leg, for another cover...

1....

2...

No, not even close as Glory kicks out leaving Jacob to slam the mat in frustration. He stands to his feet, begging and willing for Glory to get to her feet and when she does, he runs at her hitting a flying roundhouse kick, right to the side of Glory’s head, she hits the mat hard, but amazingly shakes it off almost right away and doesn’t take more than a few seconds before getting back to her feet. Jacob again runs at Glory, but she ducks under an attempted big boot and catches him in the privates, as he flies over her head...

Walters : Great instincts from Glory right there. Sensing what was coming and ducked.

Vines : Hitting Jacob right in the cock.. If he actually has one, i’d be surprised...

Vines : Here Walters, do you reckon she got him on the bell-end? That’d be fucking hilarious if she did.

Walters : You’re just sick Eddie, totally and utterly sick...

Jacob squirms as Glory throws herself at him, taking his leg from underneath him... She comes to her feet, turns her back on Jacob and maneuvers herself into a position and hits a standing moonsault, as her right knee catches Jacob square in the face as blood begins dripping from his nose..

Vines : Ouch, looks like Glory has busted Jacob’s nose open as well, as stopping him from having kids...

Walters : Below the belt, Vines, below the belt...

Vines : Why. What did i sa..... Oh, i see....

Laymon rolls onto his front and pushes himself off the canvas, as Glory also too her feet runs at Jacob, who catches her and lifts Glory of her feet and slams her to the canvas with a huge spinebuster, taking the wind out of the champion and giving himself a breather. But he doesn’t catch his breath for long and walks over to Glory and gets down onto the canvas, level with her and locks Glory into the crossface, locking her arm and violently pulling her head back as she screams out in agony...

Vines : And just like that, Laymon is back in control... And his nuts look fine, from here.

Walters : They do? I didn’t realise you were a specialist on men’s nuts!

Vines : Be careful with what you say, Walters. Otherwise, i’ll eat your nuts... If you have any, that is...

Glory is looking like she’s about to tap, but Sophie and Mark O’Brian come running down the ramp as the referee jumps to his feet and runs to the ropes, as Mark attempts to get into the ring and Glory begins tapping furiously.. Jacob tries shouting at the referee, to let him know what’s occurring, but the referee doesn’t hear him.

Laymon releases the submission on Glory and gets to his feet and goes to confront the referee, but Sophie jumps him from behind and slams him into the referee, which in turn knocks him over the top rope to the outside.. As Mark reacts quickly and manages to side step what was happening. He turns around and goes to clothesline Sophie, but Mark gets into the ring and pulls Laymon around and begins to unload on him, but Jacob fights back and hits Mark with a few right handers off his own. Sophie is desperately trying to get Glory to her feet, but instead decides to help her brother and drops to her knees and launches a shot to the groin area, forcing Jacob to the canvas..

Vines : Oh dear, he’s definitely not having kids now...

Walters : How inappropriate do you want to be, Eddie?

Vines : I’m not following...

Glory is back to her feet and shaking the cobwebs out of her system as the crowd boo heavily, as Trinity attack Jacob Laymon, keeping him grounded on the canvas. The boo’s quieten down as Jacob’s Aftermath buddy, Rayne Young sprints down the ramp, closely followed by Eli Legacy.. And the two of them slide into the ring. Glory keeps the beating of Jacob Laymon going, as Mark and Sophie break off to take on one each of Rayne and Eli. Mark takes Eli, but gets a knee to the mid-section for his troubles and follows through with a double arm DDT, Mark’s head hitting the canvas, with force.

Vines : Since when... You know what, i don’t give a fuck... FIGHT!!!

Rayne backs Sophie onto the ropes and steps back, before thrusting out his leg as his foot connects perfectly with Sophie’s chin, sending her over the top rope and crashing into the security barricade...

Walters : A sign of things to come? Perhaps...

Eli exits the ring, but Rayne stays in there for a moment as Glory stops beating on Jacob and lifts her head to see Rayne, smiling from ear to ear... She’s holding her hands up, trying to talk some sense into Rayne, but it falls on deaf ears as Rayne drives a knee into her mid-section, before lifting Glory onto his shoulders..

Looking out onto the crowd, he executes the ‘Curtain Call’ as Glory’s head bounces of the canvas, as Rayne puts Glory on her back and drags Jacob over, draping an arm over her as Eli grabs the referee, violently shaking him to get his shit together and rolls him back into the ring, as Rayne exits...

Walters : This is it, the end is nigh....

The referee drops to his knees and begins a count..

1...

2.....

3.......

Jacob rolls off Glory, thinking he’s done it, but he hasn’t. She kicked out at the very last second, as Rayne looks back into the ring, shocked she managed to kick out... Shaking his head, he walks backstage with Eli leaving Jacob and Glory flat on their backs, desperately trying to catch their breaths back...

The referee sees both competitors are down and out and begins a count-out..

1....

2....

3.....

4....

Jacob begins stirring and crawls towards the ropes and uses the leverage to help him to his feet..

5....

6....

7.....

Slowly but surely, Glory stirs as Laymon doesn’t want to wait and pulls her to her feet. And an irate Laymon at that, as he Irish whips her off the ropes and as Glory bounces back, he almost be-heads her with a thunderous clothesline. Not relenting for a single, solitary second. Jacob walks over and grabs Glory and wraps his arms around her waist, before lifting her into the air, hitting a sit-down powerbomb. And in a sickening move, her heads literally bounces off the canvas due to the velocity of that move. Trinity have truly angered, an angry man and made him, much, much harder to defeat...

Walters : Trinity seem to have pissed off the walking time-bomb, Jacob Laymon..

Vines : Big doodles...

Walters : What?

Vines : You heard...

Jacob drops to the canvas and wraps both hands around Glory’s neck and grips her in a double handed choke, as the referee tries to force Jacob to break the hold, but he shakes his head... The referee counts down, otherwise he’d have to DQ Jacob..

1...

2....

3.....

4.......

Finally he releases the choke, but the damage is clearly done as Glory rolls onto her front, holding her neck in agony... Jacob gets to his feet and waits in the corner, waving his arm up and down, signaling for Glory to get to her feet.

Walters : Jacob is ready to end this one, right here, right now...

Vines : And even if he does, Glory can be proud in her achievement. She’s held the title since FWA opened their doors...

Walters : Impressive, very impressive... But she’s in trouble, big trouble...

Glory gets to her feet as Laymon bolts from the corner and hurtles towards her, as she turns around and is cut in half with a blockbuster spear, the force sending Glory to hit the corner hard and powerful. Also catches Laymon, taking a hit to the shoulder it seems as both hit the canvas...

Vines : What a move.... What a SPEAR!!!

Walters : He almost split Glory into two...

Vines : I’d love to spilt her into two... Hmmmmm tender....

Walters : Behave Vines, just fucking behave... 

Vines : BEEF CURTAINS!!!

Glory struggles to her feet, holding her mid-riff in the process. She see’s Jacob getting to his feet, holding his shoulder in pain... And she pounces with a Fujiwara Arm Bar, almost pulling his arm out of the socket, bringing more pain to the shoulder as Glory keeps it locked in. Jacob tries to wriggle himself out of it and pushes himself backwards, as his foot tries to seek out the bottom rope and finally he manages to do so and the referee forces Glory to break the submission, but the damage is clearly done...

She gets to her feet, smiling and looking over at Jacob, which only angers him more... He gets off his knee and runs at the champion, but she side-steps the run and Jacob slams into the referee, taking him to the canvas and out of it for the second time in this match...

Vines : Oh not again.. How cliche is this going to be... And we wait...

Brittany Lohan and Marie Williams, Glory’s Apocalypse stable mates run down the ramp and slides into the ring, as they stand either side of Jacob as he comes to his feet and see’s the referee down. Looking at Lohan, then turning around to see Marie, he shakes his head as to think “Not a fucking again.” Jacob doesn’t hang around and strikes the first blow with a huge right hander to Williams, staggering her backwards, as Lohan wades in from behind putting Laymon to his knees.

Vines : I should do that shit for a living, has to be miles better than sitting next you Walters...

Lohan connects with ‘For your eyes only’ leveling Jacob out on the canvas. Marie rubs her chin and bends down and pulls Jacob up to his feet and places his head between her legs and hits him with the ‘Hot Shot’ potentially knocking Laymon out, once and for all... Lohan pulls him to his feet and pins his arms behind his back and holds him there. As Glory walks over to him and slaps the taste out of his mouth, with a huge and stinging slap to the face...

Grabbing ahold of Laymon, she sets him up and executes ‘The Glorification’, forcing him to hit the canvas hard... Glory looks at Brittany and Marie, smiling as she drops to her the canvas and covers Laymon, hooking a leg in the process.... A substitute referee races down the ramp and into the ring, and begins a count..

1...

2...

3...

Glory jumps to her feet, but the referee shakes his head, signaling with his fingers, it was only a two count. Glory angrily shakes her head and grabs the referee and hits ‘The Glorification’ on him as well, knocking him out completely, as the crowd cheer as Tommy De Witt and Jackson Adams run towards the ring, forcing Lohan and Williams to flee through the crowd as the two follow them, leaving it just Glory and Laymon once again.

Vines : This match has had more run in’s, than the Bears end zone...

Walters : What?

Vines : Fuck knows..

The original referee is now up to his feet and enters the ring again, as Glory shakes his head towards him. She turns around but Jacob is up to his feet and hits her with a boot to the mid-section doubling her over setting her up perfectly as he sweeps Glory off her feet and hits a powerfully vicious ‘Owned’ laying Glory Braddock out on the canvas, as Jacob smiles to himself and drops to the canvas and covers her...

1....

2....

3......

Walters : Jacob has done it, the second time of asking, he’s done it...

Vines : Look again, he hasn’t...

The referee holds up two fingers, much to Jacob’s astonishment as he can see Glory’s leg on the bottom rope... Even more irate now, he drags her into the center of the ring by her foot and lifts her up and hits another ‘Owned’ slamming Glory onto the canvas, hard and fast as he drops to a knee..

1....

2.....

3.......

Vines : Now he’s done it.

Walters : What a magnificent match, what a magnificent achievement by Braddock to hold the title for so long.

Vines : If you say so...

The referee receives the FWA World Heavyweight Championship and hands it over to Laymon, who snatches it from him.. And raises it high above his head, as the crowd roar with a huge amount of cheers... And when Jacob goes to hoist the title to the other parts of the crowd, he’s met by the huge figure of Dante, who wraps his hand around Laymon’s throat and chokeslam’s the living hell out of the Champion...

Vines : DANTE... He’s back....

Walters : This doesn’t bode well for Jacob, it really doesn’t...

Dante drags Laymon by the leg out of the ring and slams him into the barricade. Dante rips a part of the steel steps and throws it to the floor and picks Laymon up and lifts him onto his shoulder, before walking onto the steel steps and letting Laymon slide down his body, as Dante sets him up and smashes him hard with a Tombstone Piledriver right onto the steel step, making Laymon a bloody mess in the process.

Walters : Laymon is out cold and bleeding heavily...

Vines : That’s my buddy....

Dante stands over Jacob, licking his lips at what he’s done, as the Glory comes to her senses in the ring and see’s Dante standing over Laymon’s body. Looking around she see’s the World Heavyweight Championship belt and grabs ahold of it and exits the ring...

Vines : Wait. She can’t steal that? Can she?

Walters : She can’t. But seems like she is...

Vines : Even though she lost, she’s still going home with the belt...

Glory makes her way up the ramp, nursing a sore back and hoisting the championship belt high above her head as Dante doesn’t move...

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Samuel and Stephen Salvatore are seen walking out from their office with a confused look on their face. The confusion is coming from some loud noises, noises that sound a little like singing! With a glance at one another, they follow the sound around a few lobby corners before suddenly seeing Paul, Jim, Jessica and Jason gleefully sitting in the lobby, empty beer bottles everywhere!! Both of the owners look astonished and don’t seem to know how to react as they walk close to the four of them causing all four of the rather intoxicated stars to suddenly sit quietly, all of them trying to ‘Ssh’ the others as they look up at Stephen and Samuel.

Stephen:
What the hell is going on?

Jessica suddenly bursts out laughing and leans on the lap of Jason who, along with Paul and Jim giggle hysterically like naughty school children who have been caught by the headmaster.

Samuel:
Guys for god sake, tonight is important! We are here to compete with FWA and here to mark the tribute to Whitecloud!

Paul:
In fairness, we raised many a toast to Whitecloud, so that bit is covered, I assure you!!

Stephen:
Fine, but what about the match? I know you and Jim can handle the drink, but these two? Look at them!?!

Jessica suddenly appears in the faces of both owners and with a huge smile on her face shouts.

Jessica:
WASSSSSUPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!

This causes mass hysterics from the other three superstars watching on but neither Samuel or Stephen are impressed.

Paul:
Ok, ok, look, we promise to try and sober them up, ok?

The owners say nothing, but the glance of their eyes and the expression left on their faces suggests they agree before they walk off. Once out of sight, Jim stands up next to Paul and glances down at Jason and Jessica as he speaks.

Jim:
But Paul, if we sober them up, how have we been heels?

Jessica:
What? You’re heels?

Jason:
Shoe heels!!

The husband and wife just crease up as Paul raises an eyebrow at the clear loss of comedy scripting from the twosome, but turns to Jim.

Paul:
We aren’t ‘really’ going to sober them up, we’ll just pretend we tried

Paul just smiles at Jim who grins back before the two of them just look round at Jessica and Jason who are creased up laughing still, they then just walk away leaving the camera to focus on the two drunken superstars, moments from the biggest match of their careers.

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The scene opens back at the MCW office where we see Stephen and Samuel Salvatore talking among each other about the upcoming MCW vs. FWA Battle Royal. Suddenly, we hear a knock on the door and Stephen tells the person to come in. The door slowly opens and out comes an unfamiliar face to both the MCW and FWA fans. The unknown man shuts the door behind as the Samuel Salvatore smiles to himself as Stephen looks on in confused. The unknown man is dressed sharply in an Armani suit and dress pant. He is fairly muscular and wears a smug smile on his face, the type of smile that makes you think that he is one of those young cocky douchebag that thinks he is better than everyone. Samuel is the first person to reach out his hand and shakes the mystery person’s hand. Samuel tells the man to sit down as Stephen still has a puzzled face and ask himself what’s going on.

Stephen Salvatore: Samuel, who is this?

Samuel Salvatore: This is “Perfection” Tony Drake, the newly signed MCW wrestler that I always talked about. Trust me; this guy will help MCW rise to new heights.

Samuel Salvatore: Ah, apologized for my rude behaviour. I didn’t expect you to be here.

Samuel rises up from his office seat and reaches his hand to shake Tony’s hand

Tony Drake: Apology accepted. It’s my fault to come here without any warning. I’m just anxious to present myself to my future MCW fans and get a taste of what this MCW vs. FWA is all about.

Stephen Salvatore: So I’m guessing that you will be participating in the Battle Royal? There is a spot for you in case you ever join.

Tony Drake: Sorry boss…but as you can see, I don’t have my wrestling gear here. I just came here to observe the roster. Nothing more and nothing less. But I want to say that I challenge anyone in the MCW roster or even the FWA roster at the next Mayhem show. Please, let me know if you find an opponent for me.

Samuel Salvatore: Will do, but for now… watch the Battle Royal with us. You might learn something about MCW especially after we defeat FWA and restore our legacy.

Suddenly, we hear a ringtone of "Cry babies" by Crystal Castle. He looks at the caller ID and looks back at the Salvatore brothers with a grin on his face.

Tony: Drake: Excuse me, but I have to take this. Will chat later bosses..

Tony Drake shakes the bosses’ hands before exiting the office. Tony answers the phone call once he’s outside of the office.

Tony Drake: Hello. (pause) Hi Babe. (pause) Yeah, I’m there and I introduced myself to the owners. Man…finally MCW will experience perfection. I mean, how hard can it be to rise to the top? I did it in CCW and I will do it here in MCW. (pause) Yeah I know I should try to put aside my ego and make a good impression here. Meh, whatever. I’m just saying that if I was in the battle royal, I will win.. it’s that simple to be honest… Anyway, I’m coming home soon. Don’t worry about me. (pause) Yeah, I love you too. Bye

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The scene fades from Tony Drake and instead to Riley Addison who is seen looking very cosy with Sophie O’Brian, the two of them are seen giggling and talking quietly to one another but away from the microphones so nobody can hear what is being said, but as the camera draws in close, the conversations are suddenly cut short as Mark O’Brian appears in front of them.

Mark:
Something I need to know about you two?

His face was grim and angry.

Sophie:
Calm down brother, I’m just ‘networking’, after all, when we destroy MCW, starting tonight when we eliminate every single one of there superstars together, it’s going to be Riley who’s our new boss.

Riley just smiles at Mark smugly, but the big man clearly doesn’t like him and just glares back at him with his cold expression.

Mark:
Whatever. But we better get going, the match is about to start and everyone’s being called.

Sophie:
Right-o. Bye Riley.

She gives him a wink and a wave of the hand before turning away from him and walking away, however Mark stays right where he is and glares at Riley who looks back at him.

Mark:
I suggest you be careful where my sisters concerned… Understand?

Riley just continues to glare at Mark as he turns from the owner and walks away in chase of his sister, with a grin he just looks at the ground, but as he does, he sees a pair of feet standing in front of him, as he looks up, Lethal Weapon is staring back at him, an unimpressed look on his face.

Weapon:
I understand you wanted to see me?

Riley:
I did.

Weapon:
Well, unless you wanted to just admire the shape I’m in, I guess you better get to talking

Riley:
I just wanted to make sure that you are totally aware of what you need to do tonight.

Weapon remains deadly silent and just glares at Riley as if he was stupid.

Riley:
I mean for the FWA?

Weapon:
Riley, let me make something perfectly clear to you… I know what I have to do and it has nothing to do with the FWA or the MCW or any other federation, it has to do with me, because going out there and winning that Rumble, means I have defeated every superstar from the MCW and the FWA, it means I am the new number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship and as we now know, that means I get to beat the crap out of Jacob Laymon!

Riley:
Ok, I guess that was it then.

Weapon:
Thanks, you just wasted a good 3 minutes of my time, now if you don’t mind, I got work to do and this time, Riley, I suggest you don’t get in my way!

Weapon just walks away as an angry Riley Addison looks on, the owner clearly not impressed with what Weapon has just said.

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Main Event
The FWA & The MCW Present
The Dedication Royal Rumble

The fans cheer loudly as the well known and much loved duo of Sweeney and Brody suddenly appear from backstage, they walk down the ramp to a huge applause from the fans and walk around to the commentary area where Eddie Vines and Jerry Walters are beginning to stand and collect there things.

Walters:
Ladies and gentleman, we are done for the night, so we are going to hand you over to the MCW commentary team for the main event.

Vines:
Fucking half ass’s, we do the whole fucking show and then they turn up for the end – pieces of shit!

Walters:
Now Eddie, be nice.

Vines:
I don’t do being nice.

Eddie and Sweeney just stare at one another as the former wrestler Vines, just shoves past him and heads around the ring, meanwhile, in total contrast Walters and Brody shake hands and seem to say some nice things to one another before raising their eyebrows at the other two. For a moment there is silence as the two new commentators set up, but then the familiar voices of the MCW and the opening shows of the FWA are heard.

Brody:
Ladies and gentleman, I hope you’ve had a great night so far, I know we certainly have and it’s been a magnificent event that I’m sure Whitecloud would have been proud of and can I say a quick thank you and a great job to Walters and Eddie.

Sweeney:
Yeah great job, now let the professional show you how it’s done!

Brody:
Very dignified of you, as usual. Nonetheless, here we go ladies and gentleman, the main event of the evening, the inter federation Royal Rumble dedicated to Whitecloud but with some serious motivational rewards to the man or woman who can come out here and win this huge event.

Sweeney:
Cookies?

Brody:
No, a little more than that, but listen to Hammond and he’ll confirm the rules.

The pictures turn back to the ring where Tom Hammond is seen standing with the microphone in his hand, he smiles as the fans are clearly excited for what is to come and just begins to speak.

Tom Hammond:
Ladies and gentleman, it is now time for the DEDICATION, ROYAL, RUMBLE!!

Cheers explode from everyone in the arena, the whole crowd wired to see what might happen in the main event of this unique show.

Tom Hammond:
Now, two superstars will enter the ring and begin this match at the same time, every 90 seconds a new participant will enter the match. Elimination occurs when you are thrown over the top rope and BOTH feet touch the floor! This will continue until ALL participants have entered this match, the last remaining superstar will be declared the winner and will earn his company the victory and gain himself his companies reward for victory!

The fans cheer loudly again as Tom Hammond just smiles and leaves the arena quietly as the attention of the sold out Joe Louis arena turns to the entranceway to see who picked the number one entry spot and gave themselves the biggest of uphill battles.

Brody:
Who’s first, I’m actually excited!

Sweeney:
No idea! But please let it be an FWA person!

Suddenly “Every time you go” by Three Doors Down explodes through the speaker systems causing the fans to cheer wildly for one half of wrestling’s premier couple, however Jessica suddenly appears looking very much worse for wear, however she sees the screaming fans, many of whom find this site highly amusing and just grins widely at them, her face becoming one of huge excitement as she realises she is the first out in a pay per view main event! She waves at the fans and just shouts “Wassssuppppp” to them, some of the fans giving her an instant response! Slowly and with a clear stagger, she makes her way down the ramp and just enthusiastically slaps the hands of some of the fans in the front row before finally she reaches the ring. Groggily she rolls in and nearly falls asleep on the canvas before finding some motivation to quickly get back to her feet with that infectious smile of hers as the commentators look on with their hands on their foreheads in shock.

Brody:
She’s not FWA.

Sweeney:
She’s not fucking sober! She’s wasted!!

Brody:
This isn’t a great start for the MCW, but who knows, maybe she’ll get Piddle or Plop to start her off.

“I am hell (In Sonata C#)” By Machine head suddenly plays through the speakers as the fans look on with a little bit of worry for Jessica King as from the back, the man known as Wrath steps out with a huge, confident smile on his face. He stops at the top of the stage and looks around, taking in his new federation before suddenly charging down the ramp and sliding into the ring, he stands to his feet and just glares at Jessica for a moment as the bell sounds and the Rumble is officially underway.

Brody:
He might be new to the FWA, but this doesn’t look good for Jessica!

Sweeney:
Not one bit! I’d be worried for her if she was sober, but she’s totally drunk in there and with the way this guy looks, he could rape her any second now!

Brody:
Jesus Sweeney! He might look rough, but you can’t go around calling people racists!?!

Sweeney:
Why the fuck not? Vines has spent all night wanting to eat people for Christ sake!

Jessica just walks toward Wrath and nearly falls over twice, however she finally reaches the big man who just laughs at the state of the woman, he shakes his head at her as she begins throwing him some verbal abuse, however, it doesn’t end there as suddenly she swings back and SLAPS John across the face viciously causing a red mark to appear on his face. He takes the shot but grabs the side of his face, his eyes widening with fury, he then stands back up but grabs Jessica by the wrist as she attempts it again, however, he tugs her forward as he dips his shoulder and lifts her across them before angrily walking toward the ropes, however as he gets close, Jessica inadvertingly and with n grace whatsoever falls down his back and shoves him forward causing him to run chest first into the ropes and he nearly even goes over them, but he quickly tips his weight toward his feet and falls back into the ring. He turns to face the drunken Jessica who is continuing to stagger and with fury in his features, John, throws a wild right hand, but Jessica ducks as much as she practically falls over, however as Wrath turns she is up and slams a right hand of her own into his jaw, she then turns and runs into the ropes, finally getting some element of balance, but not for long, as she comes back, her senses are dulled down by the drink in her system and she doesn’t see Wrath suddenly lunge forward and nearly take her head clean off with a huge clothesline!!!

Brody:
Jesus! If a shot like that doesn’t sober you up, nothing will!

Sweeney:
What the fuck did Paul and Jim feed this girl?

Jessica just rolls onto all fours, her face full of pain now as Wrath walks across to her and slowly lifts her to her feet, he slams an elbow into her back and another and another before grabbing her around the waist from behind and throwing her back with an excellent german suplex with release causing Jessica to roll onto her side and grab her neck in pain. Boo’s are exploding around the arena now as Wrath suddenly finds his smile again and sits up in the ring, shaking his head at Jessica once more.
He slowly stands back up to his feet and walks across to Jessica before grabbing her by the hair, he slowly begins to pick her up, but as he does, Jessica tries fighting back, slamming some hard rights into his stomach actually breaking his hold, before she grabs his head and drops back down hitting a nice jawbreaker on the big man causing him to stumble, but causing her sense of awareness to go as well, she stands up slowly and still with no real balance but runs at Wrath but again, she runs right into trouble as the new FWA member hooks her around the waist and lifts her into a nice AA spinebuster on the mat that has the fans cringing at the impact.
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Wrath just stands and takes his eye away from Jessica to see who’s coming out next.

Brody:
Please be someone who can help Jessica! Let it be Jason!!

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Suddenly the old ULW theme music begins to play as the fans cheer loudly to see one half of the greatest underdog tag team, Piddle!! The smaller man, famed for not saying much of anything, only making facial expressions, just smiles at the fans and waves before looking down the ramp at the ever confident Wrath who just waits in the middle ring, waiting for Piddle to come down to him. Piddle does as well and just runs down the ramp before reaching the ring, he climbs up onto the apron, but as he does, Wrath is right on him and boots him in the stomach!! Piddle instantly drops to one knee on the apron, John see’s this and runs back into the far ropes before coming back at Piddle with speed, however as he does, Jessica lunges in out of nowhere with a huge spear taking John down to cheers from all over the arena!!!!
Ojeda just grabs his ribs and rolls away as a dazed and confused Jessica lays on her back also, seeing this, Piddle stands back up and enters the ring before running across to the ropes nearest Wrath and leaping up at the middle rope before coming back with a springboard leg drop across his throat that impresses the entire arena, many of whom not aware that Piddle could be so athletic!!

Brody:
Good move by Piddle!! I didn’t expect this!

Sweeney:
You can’t expect anything from a match like this, you know that!

Piddle just mounts Wrath and to the cheers of the fans, just slams constant right hands down on him, over and over again, not giving in, all John can do is cover up before finally pushing him away, quickly Wrath stands as does Piddle, but John is first in with some tough forearms to the face of Piddle over and over again, but Piddle battles back, determined for a good showing in this match, he slams a right hand back into the face of Wrath and another and another, but Ojeda boots him in the stomach stopping his momentum he then grabs Piddle by the wrist and throws him across the ring, no Piddle counters and throws John into the corner of the ring before running in and hitting a huge flying forearm that stagger Ojeda!! This is a Piddle like nobody has seen before, showing some real talent!! He slams repeated right hands into the face of John before slamming some boots into his stomach forcing Wrath to take a seated position on the mat as he continues to lay the boots into his chest.
Piddle is relentless though and lifts Wrath back up to his feet before slamming more right hands into his face over and over again, he climbs onto the bottom rope to give him a little more height and leverage to continue to reign down his right hands, however as he does, Wrath just ducks low and lifts Piddle over his shoulder and over the top rope but Piddle holds on and lands on the apron slightly behind the dazed and surprised figure of John Ojeda, however before Piddle can retaliate, Jessica charges in from the opposite corner, however John see’s this and charges back at her, but both have the same idea and hit a huge double clothesline on one another knocking them to the ground causing the fans to cheer loudly as Piddle suddenly takes centre stage!!
Piddle just leaps to the top rope and stands there for a moment, a smile on his face, THE GIANT PIDDLE SPLASH!!! He leaps and tucks his knees into his stomach before opening back up again, but as he comes down, John AND Jessica move causing Piddle to land chest first on the mat causing him to bounce back up to all fours, the oxygen exploding from his own lungs as he misses the big move on his two targets!!
Wrath is instantly back up and just grabs Piddle by the head before hooking his arm, he then stands with both competitors backs to the ropes and then lifts Piddle with a back drop RIGHT OVER THE ROPES AND TO THE FLOOR!!! The fans are booing instantly at this as Wrath just grins from ear to ear.

Brody:
Piddle is the first elimination and these fans are clearly disappointed as am I, I thought Piddle was putting on the performance of his career in there! A real shame, but a great start for John Ojeda known as Wrath, the first elimination goes to him!

Sweeney:
In fairness, Piddle was never going to win this, I know what you’re saying, he did well, but it was a matter of time for him I think!

Wrath just glares down at Piddle for a moment before turning back into the ring, however as he doe, Jessica just slams a nice uppercut right into his jaw knocking him down to one knee, again she staggers,  but keeps her balance this time before grabbing Wrath by the head and walking him to the turnbuckle, she then slams him down head first onto it before hitting a nice boot to his stomach.
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“Last look at Eden” Suddenly blares through the speaker system as the fans boos explode from every angle of the arena, Eli Legacy suddenly walks out, his new Atlantic Championship across his shoulder, he smiles from ear to ear at the reaction and then lifts his title into the air proudly before planting it with a kiss and then throwing it aside as he sprints down to the ring and slides in under the ropes.

Brody:
This isn’t good for Jessica King at all! Another member of FWA, if but a less loyal one, though Eli isn’t really Loyal to anybody!

Sweeney:
More to the point, he is on a huge confidence boost with that win earlier in the night!

Eli just slams a forearm into the back of the unsuspecting Jessica King and then spins her around slamming a right hand into her face and another and another and another knocking her into the adjacent corner before stomping her to the ground, he then steps back and just face washes her with his boot causing the fans to cringe! John just tells Eli to do it again causing Legacy to smile and turn to him, seeming to like the encouragement, however as he takes another step back, he suddenly turns and slams a right hand into the head of Wrath knocking him back into the corner and like Jessica before him, slams some boots into his midsection taking him down to a seated position before measuring him up and running in with a huge boot to the side of the face causing the fans to boo him heavily, both the FWA and MCW fans.
Eli just grins up one side of his face and looks around the arena in a cocky manner, his eyes off his opponents already, however Jessica is back up and as Eli turns to face her she slams a big forearm across his face and another and another knocking Legacy back into the corner himself, however she grabs his wrist and drags him to the centre of the ropes, before pulling him forward and throwing him across the ring, Jessica then ducks, but MILES to early allowing Eli to stop with plenty of time, he then boots her heavily in the chest and face causing her to stand up, but as he does, Jessica suddenly pukes ALL OVER ELI LEGACY!!!! Eli is in utter shock and can’t believe what has just happened, Jessica to looks a little embarrassed, but from behind Wrath just shoves her forward and Eli reacts quickly, ducking low and pulling the ropes down causing Jessica to fall over them and down to the outside of the ring!!!

Brody:
JESSICA IS OUT!!! But she left Eli a lovely present!

Sweeney:
I am totally disgusted right now! Poor Eli!!

Brody:
Poor Jessica, she is probably embarrassed beyond belief right now and this is all because of Paul and Jim!

Eli just stands back up and looks disgusted at himself, however he ducks quickly as Wrath comes charging in for a clothesline before running at the opposite ropes himself, however he just baseball slides under them and in front of the announcers desk, his eyes angrily focused on John for a moment as he shouts ‘One minute!’, he then turns to the announcers and grabs a bottle of water, amusingly pouring it down his own chest as he tries to remove the sick that has stained his skin thanks to Jessica King. He washes himself down and shudders at what just happened, but then turns back to the ring, SUICIDE DIVE BY WRATH!!! John Ojeda just throws himself through the ropes and right into the body of Eli Legacy taking the new Atlantic Champion down and smashing both of them against the announce table!! The fans are all on there feet “Holy shit, holy shit” over and over as John just quickly rolls to his feet, he grabs Eli and rolls him into the ring before rolling in himself, quickly he grabs Eli and lifts him up, but forcefully tries to get him over the ropes, something Eli is refusing to let him do.

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Brody:
Our fifth entrant, who could it be?

“Eye of the tiger” By Amel Bent suddenly plays through the speakers as the fans cheer loudly, its another new champion, but this time one half off the tag team champions, Tommy Dewitt, he walks out from the back, fist pumping to the fans, but without his title in his hand, however he is attired and ready for action and just sprints down to the ring, he slides in as Wrath and Eli continue to throw one another over the ropes, but just hits a huge knee to the side of the head of Eli knocking him backwards, he then turns to Wrath and slams a right hand into the new mans face and another and another, Eli just charges in from behind him and slams a forearm into the back of Dewitt, but Tommy turns and fires back with an elbow to the chest of Eli that staggers the Atlantic Champion before suddenly he hooks one of his arms and hooks his waist before hitting him with an overhead suplex that has Eli landing face and chest first against the canvas in spectacular fashion!! Wrath charges out of the corner at him but is met with a swift boot to the stomach by the fresher Dewitt and then attacked with repeated knees to the face taking him back toward the corner of the ring, as he reaches it, Tommy grabs the wrist of Wrath and throws him into the corner opposite before charging in after him and as John hits the turnbuckles and bounces back out, takes him down with a big clothesline that drops him like a sack of bricks.
Tommy is on fire and he doesn’t stop, grabbing Wrath and lifting him back to his feet before hooking him into a powerslam position before throwing into an inverted, overhead powerslam that causes John to arch his back on impact, Dewitt just stands and gestures to the fans who cheer loudly before turning back and waiting as John climbs up to all fours, suddenly Tommy charges across the ring and hits a slapping shin to the side of John’s head causing the fans to ‘Oooo’ as loudly as they can!!

Brody:
Wow! Dewitt is clearing house here! He might be the fresh man which gives him an advantage, but he is really taking it to Eli and Ojeda in that ring!

Dewitt just turns back to see Eli is up but a little dazed and although the two are from the same crowds, he shows him no mercy, slamming a hard European uppercut into his jaw, but Eli fires back with exactly the same move, Dewitt fires back again, then Eli, then Dewitt, then Eli, the fans really growing with excitement as these two men bought up by the same tutors in the same area just attack one another in a similar style and a similar way, no man backing down or giving an inch. Slowly though Eli begins to get the upper hand on the older of the men, hitting consecutive uppercuts the stagger Dewitt, however, he steps back a step and as Eli steps in to continue the assault, Tommy’s experience comes to play as he just slaps a boot into the stomach of the undefended Eli Legacy, however Dewitt is staggered now and just stumbles around right into the standing John who slams a huge boot across the head of Dewitt knocking him down to his knees, however before John can do anymore, he is met with a boot from Eli Legacy that practically knocks him out and causes him to fall flat on his face on the canvas! Eli then turns to Dewitt on his knees and with a roar, just slaps another boot right across the side of Tommy’s head knocking him face down onto the mat, his eyes filled with anger and rage, the cocky little kid suddenly disappearing as he continues to reel from those shots by Dewitt.
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Brody:
And here comes number six, but keep an eye in the ring, because Tommy Dewitt is in some real danger right now!

“Every time you go” By Three doors down suddenly explodes through the speakers again as it did at the begin of the rumble, except this time its Jessica’s husband, Jason! He is clearly a little more sober then she was, but charges down the ramp and slides into the ring, instantly Eli lets go off Tommy and turns to meet Jason, he swings forward with a clothesline, but Jason ducks it and grabs Eli from behind, hammerlocking his arm before dropping him back with a nice backbreaker bouncing Eli right back up to his feet and causing him to grab his arm, however as he does, Jason then leaps up and dropkicks Eli in the back sending him face down onto the canvas! Dewitt staggers toward him now, but again, Jason leaps forward with a huge bicycle kick to the face of Dewitt knocking him down the mat!
He turns, this time to Wrath who started the attack on his wife, but is to slow to get the first shot in as Wrath just slams a boot into the stomach of Jason knocking him to one knee, he then turns and runs into the ropes, but as he does, Jason runs into the same set of ropes, running right past Wrath who has to stop in his own tracks and turn back around to face Jason, as he does he is taken down viciously by a huge clothesline by the freshest man in this match!
Instantly Jason just walks across to Wrath and lifts him to his feet before lifting him onto the top rope, however, he then struggles to get John any closer to elimination as the 2^nd entrant to this rumble manages to squirm and wrap his body around the ropes, doing whatever it takes to stop himself from being thrown to the outside.
Jason angrily just slams some forearms and some kicks into the back of John, but Ojeda refuses to let go off the ropes and keeps himself in this match, across the ring, Dewitt is up to his knees, but as he does, Eli is up also and just slaps a tough kick into the chest of Tommy and another and another and another and another and another, before finally hitting a tough boot to the side of Tommy’s head taking him down properly.
Jason is still trying to force John out of the ring, getting his head and shoulders under the body of Wrath, doing everything he can to force him out of this rumble and get some element of revenge for what happened to his wife at the beginning of this match.

Brody:
Jason just wants to be careful, he is focused on Wrath right now, but there are others in this match and you have to have eyes in the back of your head.

Sweeney:
Especially when Eli Legacy can kick you like that!

Brody:
A kicking contest is not something even Eli wants to get into with Jason, I assure you of that!

As if listening to the commentators, Eli suddenly charges in behind Jason and lifts him up off his feet, slowly pushing him over the ropes and doing his utmost to get him onto the apron and in a position where he can eliminate him, he actually does this and Jason drops onto the apron with a bang causing the fans to hold there breath, all of them cheering Jason on. Eli just slams some boots into the face of Jason and tries to push him off the apron, but it isn’t enough and Jason is able to roll himself back under the ropes and into the ring.
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Walters:
Jason King just surviving that elimination attempt by Eli Legacy but here comes the 7^th competitor!

Suddenly the fans explode into cheers as the words “BA-BOOOOOOOOOO” Appear on the big screen, the fans just look on as the big giant hunk of sexiness himself, The Great Ba-Boo appears from the back, totally naked as usual and looking very proud of himself, he just lifts his arms into the air and looks over the thrilled audience. Slowly he walks down the ramp, he reaches the ring and grabs the top rope, lifting himself onto the apron before climbing in, instantly Dewitt charges in, but the Great Ba-Boo just hits a huge Big boot to the face of Tommy knocking him to the ground  with a crash, he then waits as one by one, all of the other competitors notice him and try and take him, but each of them runs into stiff clotheslines that drop them with ease!!
Wrath then charges the naked man, but Ba-Boo sidesteps him and slams him face first into the turnbuckle before grabbing him from behind and amusingly running his hands all over Wraths chest and stomach causing the new face of the FWA to panic and drop to the mat before rolling under the ropes in utter terror of what just happened. However Ba-Boo looks horny as ever and just winks at Wrath who is shaking his head and complaining to the official to get Ba-Boo out of the match, but there is nothing anyone can do!
Ba-Boo however turns back to the ring just as Eli Legacy charges at him angrily, however as he does, Ba-Boo reaches out and slaps his hand around the Atlantic Champions throat, CHOKESLAM, HE HITS IT!!! However as he does Jason King leaps up onto the middle rope and leaps off hitting Ba-Boo with a big missile dropkick to the back knocking the big man down! He then instantly climbs back to his feet and grabs Ba-Boo by the head before lifting him to his feet however Ba-Boo quickly counters with a headbutt to the face of Jason King, he then grabs Jason by the back of the neck and the tights and to the shock of everyone just charges the ropes and throws Jason clean over the top, but King grabs the top rope and survives on the apron, but not for long as Ba-Boo see’s this and charges back in with a huge shoulder block that sends Jason King flying over the mats, however Jason shows amazing agility, balancing himself on the guard rail outside the ring!!!

Brody:
HOLY SHIT!! Jason King’s feet still haven’t touched the floor, this is amazing!!

Sweeney:
How the fuck did he do that!?!

Jason just sits with one leg either side of the guardrail as Ba-Boo demands the officials eliminate him, but they shout back that they can’t, however as the argument is going on Tommy Dewitt is up and grabs Ba-Boo by his naked legs before tipping him over the ropes and down to the outside of the ring!!!!

Brody:
Tommy got Ba-Boo!! Ba-Boo is eliminated!!!

Jason just crawls across the crowd barrier slowly, his feet still not touching the floor before finally he stands up on the top of the barrier showing amazing balance, suddenly he leaps back into the ringside area, but lands feet first onto the steel steps!! Somehow Jason survives, but Ba-Boo is furious!!
Jason just enters the ring again and climbs through the ropes, but he is quickly rushed by Dewitt who kicks him in the stomach and then slams a right hand across his head knocking him back into the corner, but as he shoots off another right, King blocks it and slams a knee into his midsection causing Tommy to stumble back, he then grabs Dewitt by the head and chucks him into the corner instead before hitting some impressive martial art kicks to the chest over and over again! The fans are still going crazy for what Jason did moments ago, but his momentum is quickly stopped as Wrath grabs him from behind and ties his arms behind him allowing Tommy to slam a kick into his midsection, however Eli Legacy then grabs Wrath from behind and drags him back to the corner before slamming some tough boots into his stomach as Dewitt takes charge over Jason King in the opposite corner.
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Wrath suddenly fights back kneeing Eli in the stomach and dragging him across the ring to the ropes, lifting him by his legs trying to eliminate him, as he does, Tommy lifts Jason King in the corner and grabs his wrist before throwing him across the ring, NO, Jason counters and with force, throws Tommy back first into the opposite corner but so hard, Dewitt just drops face first onto the canvas nearly instantly!
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Brody:
Wrath is nearly out of here, Eli Legacy has him hanging precariously over those ropes and now Tommy Dewitt has come over to help and here comes our 8^th entry of the night!

Sweeney:
Please let it be someone good, we have to many FWA stars in there right now!!

Brody:
To true, right now, only Jason King is standing for MCW, Eli Legacy, Tommy Dewitt and Wrath are all FWA superstars!

Suddenly the music of Natalie Burrows hits the speakers and the fans stand up giving a mixed reaction, she walks out from the back looking very unhappy and just glares down at the ring before taking a big sigh, suddenly she sprints down the ramp and just slides into the ring.

Brody:
Natalie Burrows!?! Didn’t she quit?

Sweeney:
Maybe she wanted one last chance!

Brody:
Nonetheless, I guess she sort of counts as MCW for now?

Tommy Dewitt is the first stand up to Natalie, but her momentum allows her to charge him down with a clothesline, Tommy just crawls to the corner, but Natalie follows him there as he stands hits a big chop across Dewitt’s chest and another and another, however Wrath is free from his earlier predicament and slams a boot into the ribs of Natalie breaking her momentum, he then turns her around and snapmares her into the centre of the ring with the rest of competitors down or resting and leaps onto her face with both feet, racking her eyes as they slide down either side of her face!
At the back of the shot, Jason King just runs across the ring and slams a boot into the face of Eli Legacy keeping the Atlantic Champion down, however, back in the centre, Wrath allows Natalie to stand, however as she does, she turns and slaps a chop across his chest and another rocking John Ojeda for a moment but not for long as Tommy Dewitt charges from the corner and slams a fierce forearm into her back knocking her back down to one knee.
In another corner, Eli Legacy is being brutalised by Jason King with repeated boots to the chest and stomach before Jason just places his boot across the throat of Eli, choking him as he holds the top rope for leverage, in the opposite corner, Dewiit is now attacking Natalie with right hands of his own as Wrath takes a backseat and gains his breath back, something he probably needs being the longest in that ring at the moment.

Brody:
Just so you guys know, Wrath has been in that ring for 15 minutes now, it’s a long time in a Rumble, a great showing by the new guy so far!

Sweeney:
Eli isn’t long behind him either, but we need more MCW presence!

The fans suddenly sound loudly as Dewitt just lifts Natalie off her feet and tries to push her over the top rope, but Natalie is holding on and doesn’t budge, grabbing the top rope and desperately trying to keep herself in this matchup.
Natalie knees Tommy in the head breaking the risk and allowing her to drop back down, however across the ring, Wrath just slams a forearm across the back of Jason breaking his choke on Eli and causing him to stumble back a step, however, Eli reacts aggressively, kicking out right into the stomach of John Ojeda bending him over, he then quickly gets to his feet, furiously and grabs John by the head before running him into the adjacent corner head first into the turnbuckle!! With John out of the way, Eli turns back to Jason and just grabs him around the waist from behind before throwing him for a German suplex, but Jason amazingly spins right through it and lands on his feet, quickly Eli stands, but Jason just grabs him from behind and throws him at the ropes!! The fans go mental as they think Eli is gone, but he balances on the top rope with his waistline and just grabs the top and middle rope, doing everything to keep himself in this Royal Rumble! However Wrath runs across and begins helping Jason, both of them trying to eliminate Eli Legacy from the match! On the opposite side of the ring Dewitt is on the back foot now, Natalie runs into the ropes and comes back, leaping at Tommy hitting a huge tornado DDT that has the fans applauding, she then stands back up, grabs Dewitt and just lifts him to the ropes before grabbing his legs and desperately trying to lift him off the mat and over them to the outside.
Slowly Eli is able to sneak his way back through the ropes regardless of the pressure on him causing Wrath to turn to Tommy and walk across the ring to them, meanwhile Jason keeps up the pressure on Eli, stomping on him repeatedly as he lays on the mat.
Wrath just walks across and slams a firm forearm into the back of Natalie Burrows allowing Tommy to get a reprieve from elimination.

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Brody:
And so this is number 9, is it an MCW star?

“Just another psycho” by Motley Crue suddenly explodes causing the fans to go mental, all of them aware of who is due to come out next and they don’t have to wait long as Greg Venom suddenly appears from the back, he pushes the curtains aside and just sprints down the ramp before sliding in the ring and instantly he B-line for Jason King slamming a forearm into his back saving Eli Legacy from elimination, he then tugs Jason by the arm into the centre of the ring before hitting a short arm clothesline that takes Jason down hard. He then turns and grabs Wrath by the waist before hitting a beautiful T-bone suplex on the FWA’s new boy!! Natalie elbows Tommy in the face to free herself but then stumbles right into the arms of Greg, DDT and Natalie is down as well!
Greg quickly stands but finds himself flanked either side by the two men he is meant to be friends with Eli Legacy and Tommy Dewitt, he looks back and forth at both men for a moment and all three of them begin having a conversation, not a nice one either, however suddenly Natalie is back up and angrily slams a forearm into the back of Tommy Dewitt, as she does Wrath does the same to Greg Venom and Jason King just chop blocks the legs away from Eli Legacy!!

Brody:
 A stand off there between Eli, Greg and Tommy and you can’t afford to do that in a Rumble, there is no such thing as friends in a match like this!

The match begins to break down with Natalie, Wrath and Jason now attacking one another allowing the other three to stand up, however Wrath just grabs Jason King and pulls him back into the corner, hooking his arms behind him allowing Greg to fly in with a slapping kick to his jaw that knocks Jason down to one knee, however Wrath picks him back up and the two of them just begin stomping away on Jason in the corner. In the middle of the ring Tommy just grabs Natalie and snapmares her into a seated position in the ring and slaps a kick into her back, Eli then hits a similar kick to her back and one after the other the two men take turns at punishing Natalie until she simply rolls away, however as she does, Eli leans down to grab her and lift her, but Wrath suddenly grabs Eli from behind and lifts him, dropping him flat on the mat with a nice back body drop that causes Eli to roll away holding the back of his neck in pain.
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Brody:
We finally got Greg Venom in this match and things have evened up, but who’s this coming now, our 10^th entrant!

Sweeney:
For those keeping count!

“Drinkin’ Wine Spo-Dee-Odee” by Jerry Lee Lewis hits the speakers and the fans go mental, a few booing, but many of them cheering, finding the entrant on his way out highly amusing, suddenly Alcohol Paul steps out to a rousing reaction, but he looks shocked, he begins swinging his arms and telling the fans to boo him! But nobody seems to be listening, swearing under his breath, he just pulls a beer bottle from his trunks and swings back some ‘lucky liqueur’ before running down the ramp, bottle in hand, as he does, Jason King angrily kicks Greg Venom down and just turns, waiting for Paul in the middle of the ring.
Paul slides in and stands up, but is instantly met by the angry face of Jason King who just begins shouting and yelling at Paul, clearly angry about what he did to his wife, Paul looks a little shocked by this and is shrugging his shoulders, before suddenly he spits beer into the face of Jason causing the fans to ‘Oooo’ Jason turns away as Paul swigs another bit of his beer, but as he does, Wrath spins him by his shoulder, instantly Paul spits beer in his face to causing Wrath to drop back down to one knee and grab at his face, with a grin, he then swigs more beer, but this time Tommy Dewitt grabs his shoulder, but again Paul turns and spits beer into his face, this time Tommy ducks away and crawls a distance, Paul just drinks more and grins wider at his amusement of this however nobody learns and this time Eli Legacy grabs Paul by the shoulder and spins him around, but again Paul spits the beer, however Eli ducks it but as he stands back up, Paul just SLAMS THE BEER BOTTLE ON THE HEAD OF ELI LEGACY causing the fans to cheer loudly, but again, Paul is distracted, he tells the fans to boo him, but they are never going to do that when he smash a beer bottle over the head of Legacy!! However, his distraction costs him as suddenly Greg Venom steam rollers him with a huge clothesline that takes Paul down!! Greg instantly picks him back up and just throws him hard into the corner before charging in after him, but Paul lifts his boot right into the face of Greg knocking him backwards toward the middle of the ring, Paul then climbs onto the middle rope to the shock of many and as Greg turns around leaps off and hits a huge missile dropkick that takes Greg down!!!

Brody:
Holy shit, I didn’t know Paul had that in him!!

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The picture of the ring is a chaotic one, with Greg down in the middle of the ring, Paul is slowly making his way back up to his feet, exhausted from wasting so much beer, Tommy and Eli have broken into a fight and Tommy clothesline Eli down before grabbing his legs and to some cheers from the fans, drops back, lifting him throat first into the bottom rope!! Wrath, Natalie and Jason King are remaining away from the action, all three of them resting.
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“Hotel Baby” By Monster Magnet suddenly explodes through the speakers as the fans go mental yet again, this time for the legend that is Doctor Ian. He walks out from the back to maybe the biggest reaction of the night so far and just looks down at the ring with a smile, he casually gazes around at who’s in it, noticing, Eli, Tommy and Greg all still inside the ring, with a nod he walks down the ramp and just prepares to get involved.

Brody:
Holy shit, I know we asked for MCW stars, but this is maybe a little to much, to early!

Sweeney:
What the hell are you talking about!?!

Brody:
Think about it? We still have 19 superstars to go, by the time the FWA big guns come out, Greg, Ian, even Paul are going to be fatigued!!

Doctor Ian just climbs the steps and enters the ring, but is immediately met by Tommy Dewitt who just smiles at Ian, before throwing a right hand, but Ian meets him with one at the same time and both men go at it, however Dewitt then slams a knee into his stomach stopping Ian in his tracks before running into the far ropes and coming back, but Ian see’s it coming, ONE NIGHT STAND SUPERKICK!!! Dewitt is flattened in the ring!! Jason King is the next one, he slams a forearm into the back of Ian and another and another however Ian angrily reacts with a slapping elbow back into Jason’s face, he then drops his shoulder and lifts Jason onto them as the fans go mental… DOCTOR DRIVER!!! HE HITS IT!!! Jason sprawls away as Ian quickly climbs back up to his feet, however the fans remain loud as Natalie Burrows climbs to the top rope, Ian turns and she leaps off at him for a crossbody, however he shows amazing strength, catching her in midair before suddenly walking her to the ropes and unceremonisely dropping her to the outside!!!

Brody:
Ian has eliminated Natalie Burrows!!! A mistake and she is gone, probably forever!!

Sweeney:
Best of luck in your future endeavours Natalie!

Suddenly Wrath slams a forearm into the back of Ian and another and another, Ian turns and knees Wrath in the stomach stopping his momentum, however he is then attacked with a chop to the chest by Jason King and another, Ian is finally stopped as Wrath slams another kick to his midsection, the numbers game pushing Ian back into the corner of the ring, however as John Ojeda continues to pound on Ian and keeping him at Bay, Jason turns back to the ring, however as he does Alcohol Paul comes out of nowhere and just clotheslines Jason right over the ropes and to the outside!!!!!

Brody:
OH MY GOD!!! Paul just eliminated his fellow MCW star, Jason King!!

Sweeney:
Oh Jason is going to be pissed! Paul got him and his wife drunk before the biggest night of their lives and now he just took his opportunities away from him!!!

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Ian is down to his knees as Wrath continues to beat on him, in the adjacent corner, Paul just turns to them and begins helping Wrath keep the freshest man down, in the adjacent corner, Greg is leaning on the bottom rope, tired and hurt but is resting with nobody around him, while Tommy and Eli Legacy continue to go at it with punches and kicks and taking turns to try and lift one another from the ring.
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The music of Troy Spencer hits now as the fans boo heavily, he walks out from the back and just glares at the fans looking as miserable as Natalie did earlier in the Rumble, nonetheless, he suddenly sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, using his pent up frustration as he instantly turns to Greg Venom and slams a right hand into his head taking him down, he then turns and fires a right hand into the head of Wrath as well knocking him down before slugging away with Alcohol Paul for a moment who doesn’t go down and just begins to fight back, however as this happens, Ian is up and grabs Troy spinning him round before taking him down with a clothesline, but is met with a clothesline from Paul that knocks Ian back down as well. Across the ring Eli Legacy is up and turns to see Wrath beginning to stand in the opposite corner, suddenly with a roar he charges forward and hits a huge elbow in the face of Wrath knocking him down, however before he can build any kind of momentum Paul slams a forearm across his back knocking down to one knee.

Brody:
This match is turning into an all out brawl now with nobody able to get any real momentum going and even the fresh man, Troy – who I thought had quit – was unable to use his fresh legs to really get the upper hand on anyone in there.

Sweeney:
It’s a tough environment, no doubt about that.

Paul just lifts Eli back to his feet and lifts him into a powerslam position across his chest but lifts him to the ropes, Eli panics and just grabs the ropes, doing everything he can to stay in as the fans stand up expecting something special to happen, but Eli refuses to be thrown out and just titters on the edge as Paul tries his best to push him out and eliminate him from the rumble. However the eyes turn to the adjacent corner where Dewitt suddenly has his partner Greg Venom on the top rope laying across the turnbuckle, Tommy just places his head into the back of Greg and tries to push him over, but suddenly Greg rolls down his back in an athletic fashion and grabs him between the legs, rolling him up as if going for a schoolboy pin, but he lets go and allows Tommy to roll right through, both men stand up, but Greg reacts first with a huge clothesline that turns Tommy inside out and has the fans cheering loudly!
Back toward Eli and he is really in trouble, his body is hanging over the apron, but he is desperately hanging on to the ropes as if his life depending on it. Greg lifts Tommy now up onto the top turnbuckle and slaps a chop across his chest, while Troy and Ian battle with right hands back and forth into the centre of the ring, however disappointment comes over the fans as once again, Eli is able to slide his way through the ropes and back into the ring.
Dangerously, Greg tries to climb the ropes with Tommy, but he quickly pushes back into the ring before kicking Greg viciously in the face allowing him to jump back down, Ian is given a restbite now as well as Troy steps away from him and walks across the ring to Alcohol Paul, he grabs him and tries to cheekily lift him up and over the ropes to the outside, but Paul is holding now as well.
Ian stands to walk across and help, but is met with a big clothesline from Wrath who is back up and is STILL in this match, he stomps away on Ian who is knocked back into the ropes and just keeps the legend down.

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“Warrior” by Disturbed suddenly explodes through the speakers as the fans pick up there volume again, this time for Brittany Lohan who is clearly pissed off, she storms down to the ring and slides straight in, instantly she is met by Troy Spencer, but she practically boots him back into the corner before running in and hitting a huge clothesline that knocks him into a seated position in the corner she then stomps angrily on his chest over and over again. She turns to see Eli beginning to stand in the adjacent corner and just runs across kneeing him in the side of the head keeping him down as well before running back to Troy and stomping on him some more. The boos are echoing out as Brittany just stops and turns to look at Tommy Dewitt who is beating down Greg Venom in the corner and doesn’t seem to realise Brittany is in the ring! However she suddenly charges at him and hits a huge clothesline to the back of his head knocking him down to the mat, she then stomps on Greg Venom momentarily keeping him down before turning back to see Troy getting back up, she charges back at him as well, but Troy just lifts his legs to boot her in the face, but Brittany spots it and grabs his legs, she then swings them over the top rope, but Troy lands on his feet on the apron, only for Brittany to suddenly grab his head and stunner him across the top rope backlashing him off the apron and back first into the ring barrier on the outside!!!

Brody:
Holy shit!! Brittany Lohan just blew a hole in the armour of Troy Spencer and sent him flying to the outside! Wow!

Sweeney:
Brittany is a beast, truly she is and what happened earlier tonight must not have helped matters, at all!!

As Brittany just glares at Troy on the outside of the ring, the action continues inside it, with Greg Venom up and on his feet, he slams a boot into the ribs of Wrath keeping him against the ropes, the tired 2^nd entrant really struggling with fatigue at the moment, unable to get a minutes rest, however next to them Paul and Ian continue to go at it, with Paul slamming some shoulder blocks into the stomach of Doctor Ian knocking him down to one knee. Across the ring in the opposite corner, Tommy and Eli are back at it, with Tommy stomping on the more worn down Eli Legacy, keeping him floored.
Brittany just turns and slams a boot into the ribs of Greg stopping his attack and causing him to stumble to the corner where Lohan just begins using her brute strength with kicks and punches to the midsection, Tommy Dewitt then turns and walks to Paul, slamming a forearm across his back and another and another one, this gives Eli a chance to stand and he doesn’t even break for a minute, charging across the ring as Wrath stands and taking the new FWA star down with a huge leg lariat and a roar that moves the arena and has the fans on their feet!
Brittany just places her knee across the back of Greg’s head, holding him down before turning to a shout from Alcohol Paul, she turns and suddenly smiles as a tired Tommy Dewitt is held back, his chest exposed, she smiles and points in his face, angrily shouting abuse at him as the fans boo loudly, she then slams a boot into his midsection taking Tommy down! Brittany lifts him back up and holds him for Paul this time, finally Paul getting some boos and he slams a boot into the stomach of Tommy as well, however to cheers, Eli and Greg Venom are back up and suddenly slam forearms into the back of both Paul and Brittany, giving Tommy Dewitt a chance to get his breath back, Eli just leaps into the air with a spinning heel kick taking Paul down before mounting him and angrily slamming some right hands into his face, meanwhile Greg grabs Brittany and throws her into the far corner before throwing a right hand, but Lohan blocks it and fires back with one of her own knocking Greg down to one knee.
Back in the centre of the ring, Paul pushes Eli off of him and climbs up to his feet, Eli does as well and charges Paul, but he counters and lifts Eli up and down with a flapjack to the mat causing Eli to grab his ribs and bounce away. Tommy is back up now as well, and instantly both Brittany Lohan and Alcohol Paul hone in on him, holding him against the ropes and slapping chops across his chest, taking turns, they both then step back and just run in for a double clothesline to eliminate Tommy, but Dewitt ducks and to cheers from the fans, both Paul and Lohan turn to face him and Dewitt Charges forward, DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE AND BOTH PAUL AND BRITTANY GO OVER THE TOP!!!! BUT WAIT!!! PAUL HOLDS ON!!! Brittany crashes to the ground as Paul somehow manages to hold on and quickly rolls back into the ring to a mixed reaction from the fans!!!

Brody:
Tommy just nearly cleared the ring of both Alcohol Paul and Brittany Lohan, it was so close, only Lohan has gone and god knows that’s not going to help affairs over in FWA between those two teams!

Sweeney:
Can you tell, Brittany is furious!!!

Lohan is screaming at Tommy Dewitt in the ring and shouting abuse at him as the officials usher her away but Tommy just grins from ear to ear as the fans continue to cheer her departure. In the ring, most of the competitors are down or hurt, however Tommy turns to see Doctor Ian, Eli Legacy and Greg Venom around him, all four of them seem to stand and glare at one another for a moment before nodding and to the huge but mixed reaction of the fans, mainly cheers, they all put there hands in to a pot to show they are on the same side!!! Seeing this Wrath just charges across and slams a forearm into the face of Eli Legacy and then one for Tommy, Greg grabs him, but Wrath turns and slams a forearm into his face as well and then gives one to Doctor Ian, however the numbers quickly get to much as all four men begin beating down on Wrath, however, Paul is up as well now and clothesline Eli to the ground, Greg then turns and slams a right hand into the face of Paul knocking him backwards to the corner, however his next right hand is blocked and Paul switches places with Greg throwing him in the corner before going mad with stomps to the chest of Greg however only until Doctor Ian slams a forearm across the back of Paul breaking his momentum. Tommy Dewitt just lifts Wrath to his feet and slams a right hand into his face and another and another, but Wrath blocks the next and headbutts Tommy to the ground, Ian hears the bang and turns, but Wrath charges out at him and spears Ian viciously to the ground, he then stands up and shouts abuse down at Ian, however he then turns, but right into Greg as he springs back off the ropes, THE NEXT STRAIN!!! HE HITS IT AND WRATH IS LAID OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!! Greg just grins, but suddenly Paul begins battling back against Eli, he hooks both of Eli Legacy’s arms and just slams constant headbutts into the face of Eli before letting him go and watching as Eli drops to the mat!
The fans are chanting for Paul again now and he feels it momentarily as he sprints across the ring, seeing an opportunity to remove Greg Venom who is leaning on the ropes, but as he comes close, Greg ducks and lifts Paul high and over the ropes!!!! ALCOHOL PAUL IS ELIMINATED!!!!
Boo’s explode around the arena as Wrath is left alone in the ring with the four friends, Doctor Ian, Greg Venom, Eli Legacy and Tommy Dewitt and Paul is clearly as annoyed as he slaps the mats on the outside, angry at his own mistake.

Brody:
This doesn’t look good for John Ojeda in his debut for the FWA company, he is in the ring with some legends of the business and two brand new champions!

Sweeney:
This isn’t good at all for him, but if the other four can keep this up, they might be able to ensure one of them gets the win.

Brody:
That is surely the game plan these guys now have!

Wrath just stands in the corner but the four men surround him, suddenly Eli charges in and just leaps into a big leg lariat across the chest and neck of Wrath who takes it and remains standing as the other three men look on. Slowly Wrath stumbles out of the corner and just walks to the middle of the ropes, however all four men then surround him and to the boos of the fans, lift Wrath off his feet and throw him down to the mats outside the ring!!! Wrath is Eliminated!!!

Brody:
We knew it was bad news for Wrath and now surely, these four men, if they can focus on supporting one another have a real opportunity to get to the final places in this rumble now, surely?

Sweeney:
You would think, they’ve cleared the ring of everyone else, so any new names are surely going to be at a major disadvantage.

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“You’re going down” By Sick Puppies explodes through the speakers and Tommy Dewitts face drops, he glares up the ramp as Jackson Adams walks out, he slowly stops on the stage and just looks at the predicament ahead of him, however Tommy is instantly holding back his friends, telling them to give Jackson a chance, however none of them look keen to do as Tommy is asking them.

Brody:
OH MY! Tommy is in a real predicament now, does he pick his friends, or does he pick his new tag team partner and the man he helped out of a rut just earlier in the night!

Sweeney:
This is why I love Rumbles! Fucking love them!!

Jackson just glares at the four of them as he walks down the ramp and just looks at Tommy who is telling Jackson to stay outside of the ring for now, warning him not to get into the ring while he is trying to get his friends to listen to him, however Jackson Adams suddenly grins and shakes his head, he then does what nobody expects him to and sprints at the ring before sliding in, Eli is the first to charge him, but Jackson just turns Eli inside out, Greg charges Jackson now and connects with a knee to the midsection knocking Jackson backwards toward the corner, but Jackson shoves him away and then steps forward with a big, big clothesline! However as he looks up, ONE NIGHT STAND SUPERKICK TO THE JAW OF JACKSON!!! Doctor Ian just stands over Adams as Tommy waits in the corner, refusing to get involved, he shakes his head and places his hands in his face at Jackson’s choice to enter the ring. Doctor Ian, just picks Jackson up and with Eli and Greg helping him, the three men just throw Jackson back out off the rumble!

Brody:
Tommy tried to warn him, he tried to keep Jackson from entering the ring and Jackson ignored him, he felt the urge to compete and he didn’t want to back down and Dewitt’s friends have just dumped Jackson Adams, his new tag team partner out of the Rumble!

Sweeney:
Jackson never really stood a chance, not with those odds and it should say a lot to Adams that Tommy didn’t get involved!

Boo’s are ringing out as the four men continue to remain dominant in the ring, although Tommy is clearly not celebrating with them after seeing Jackson dumped out like he was, however the four of them now wait patiently for the clock to tick down and for them to see who’s coming out next, though it surely doesn’t matter, who could possibly take on the four of these men at the same time and succeed.

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“Bring it on” By Kevin Flower suddenly explodes as the fans go mental for Lance Williams, the Southern Pride of the MCW!!! He storms out from the back wearing his MCW t-shirt and sprints down the ramp, not phased by the numbers game at all, he quickly leaps onto the apron, but Eli charges forward, as he does, he blocks the right hand of Eli and slams a right hand into the face of Legacy, he then quickly enters the ring and ducks the clothesline from Greg Venom before hitting one of his own, he then turns to see Tommy Dewitt charge forward, but Lance just slaps a superkick right into the chops of Dewitt taking him down as the fans go wild, he then turns, ONE NIGHT STAND SUPERKICK, but no Doctor Ian goes for it, but Lance ducks the shot, as Ian turns back to him, Lance grabs him, FINAL DESTINATION!!! Ian hits the mat, but bounces back upright in a complete daze, but Lance doesn’t hesitate and grabs Ian before throwing him HIGH over the ropes to the outside as the fans go mental!!!

Brody:
DOCTOR IAN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!! UNBELEIVABLE!!!

Sweeney:
Lance Williams has made his chances just that little bit easier and he is on fire!!

Doctor Ian just lays on the ground on the outside, still dazed by that finisher as the fans are leaping up and down for Lance Williams!! Lance just turns to the cameras and aggressively points at his MCW t-shirt before pointing to the sky at the man we all believe is watching over this event, Whitecloud himself. However as he does, Eli Legacy slams a right hand across his back, attacking him with forearms and holding him against the ropes, he throws Lance across the ring and as he comes back swings wildly for a clothesline, but Lance ducks it and just takes Eli down with a big Hurricanrana that has the fans cheering again!
However his celebrations are cut short as Greg Venom just slams a forearm into his back knocking Lance down to all fours, Tommy is up as well now and both men just begin stomping down on Lance over and over, the numbers game getting to much once again, the fans are once again booing, whether or not like these stars on normal television viewing, the way they are going about this rumble, is clearly upsetting the live audience.
Tommy and Greg continue to beat down on Lance, keeping him grounded as the countdown once again appears in the corner.

Brody:
Lance needs some help, something, anything!

Sweeney:
They may have lost Doctor Ian, but Lance is still up against it here.

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“Eat you Alive” By Limp Bizket suddenly explodes as the fans leap off there seats, all of them shocked! The FWA Commentator and former hardcore legend, Eddie Vines suddenly walks out, his mouth watering for the taste of the men inside that ring, his eyes intense! He hasn’t missed a beat, his body still made for competing, Eli, Tommy and Greg all just look up, surprised by the entrant and former UCWF hardcore champion, with that, Eddie just sprints down to the ring, ignoring the excitement of the fans around him! Greg and Tommy just work on keeping Lance down, but Eli charges at him, however Eddie ducks his clothesline attempt and wanting to get some momentum going, Eli runs into the ropes, running back at Eddie, but as he does, Eddie leaps into a Lou Phesz press taking Eli Legacy down, however instead of punching him, he just starts biting the face of Legacy causing the fans to cheer the sick son of a bitch!!! Eddie quickly stands as Eli just rolls away grabbing at his face and Greg throws a wild clothesline Vine’s way, but Eddie ducks that as well and just pokes his thumb in the eye of Venom as he turns to face him before dropping him down with a vicious DDT!! Tommy now darts across at Eddie but Vines just sidesteps him and throws Dewitt clear over the top rope!!! But Tommy falls onto the apron and just stands up quickly, Eddie see’s this and charges at him, but Dewitt cleverly drops down and tugs the ropes with him sending Eddie flying over the top and back down to the mats below!!! Tommy then rolls back into the ring but stays laying down as all four men in the ring try to get a breather.

Brody:
Eddie tried and he gave Lance a moment of a restbite, but like so many others already, he is gone and still Greg, Eli and Tommy dominate inside that ring.

Sweeney:
Give Eli some dues here though, he was the number 3 competitor, he has been in that ring for a long, long time now, so has Greg Venom come to think about it!

Brody:
No doubt about that, but I suppose it does make it a little easier when you have your friends watching your back!

Sweeney:
Yeah, now maybe, but they didn’t at the beginning!

Slowly Lance begins to stand back up, but an angry Eli Legacy just storms across the ring slamming forearms across the back of Lance knocking him into the corner, he then spits in the face of Williams, however all this does is make Lance angry and the southerner suddenly grabs Eli and throws him into the corner before hitting constant right hands that knock Eli into a sitting position, however Lance is fuming and just slams boots down upon Eli over and over before choking him against the ring mat, however, Greg slams a forearm across the back of Lance and again the number begin to take over as Greg drags Lance back to the middle of the ring and along with Tommy, they hit a big double suplex that causes Lance to arch his back and roll onto his front.
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The three men are back up, Tommy and Eli stomping away on Lance as Greg looks up the ramp to see who’s coming next, “Fire it up” By Black Label Society then plays as the fans cheer loudly for the now solo Jackie Daniels!! She walks out and just likes hyped and ready to go, her eyes intense as she sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring right past Greg, but as she stands, he charges forward, however Jackie ducks it and as he turns hits a right hand of her own and another and another, she then catches Eli Legacy sprint at her in the corner of her eye, she instinctively ducks and to a huge cheer from the sold out Joe Louis Arena, Eli clotheslines his own friend and takes Greg down to the mat, Eli then turns and Jackie just slaps the spit right out of his mouth causing him to stagger before stomping on his stomach and knocking him back into the corner, she then slaps a chop across his chest and another and another, the fans are in full support of Jackie now as the small advantage for the other three men seems to have been lost.
Tommy may well be keeping Lance down by choking him in the corner with his boot, but Greg is counting stars on the mat as Jackie continues to attack away on the man who’s been in this Rumble the longest, Eli Legacy!

Brody:
Lance Williams begun the fight back against the four friends, the four horseman if you like in the ring, Doctor Ian, Greg Venom, Eli Legacy and Tommy Dewitt and he has more then paid his dues for it, but now Jackie seems to have laid that advantage to rest.

Sweeney:
Right now, but long term you still have three against two and that doesn’t bode well for those not a part ‘friendship’.

Greg slowly gets back to his feet, but Jackie sees it and runs across the ring slamming her foot into his face, she then grabs Greg lifting him to his feet in the corner before slapping a chop across his chest, keeping him restrained, in the middle of the ring, Tommy drags Lance and hooks his arm going for a suplex, but quickly Lance blocks it, Tommy tries again, but again Lance blocks it, before suddenly breaking the hold and dragging Tommy down to the mat with a crossface!!!! The fans are going wild as Lance just tugs back on the face of Tommy, at first, Dewitt just shakes his head and tries to cope with the pain, but suddenly he starts tapping on the mat, however Lance is under no obligations to let go and he doesn’t tugging harder and harder on the face of Tommy! However Eli suddenly propels from his corner and drops an elbow across the head of Lance breaking the hold!

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Jackie looks up the ramp as suddenly the lights dim, the fans all stand up a building excitement clearly coming over the entire arena.

Brody:
Who is it? Who is it?

Suddenly the name “RAYNE YOUNG” Appears on the big screen and the fans explode with a huge mixed reaction, the whole world unsure as what to expect from Rayne, however the boos get louder as they realise the video playing on the big screen is Rayne’s FWA video which flashes with the companies initials. The boos are ringing out all over from the MCW home crowd, many of them let down and angry that Rayne would turn his back on his spiritual home like this. The song by Anthrax “The devil you know” is playing through the speakers when finally the curtains shudder and in the middle of a cloud of mist, Rayne finally steps out from the back, but the reaction of the fans instantly changes as Rayne steps out in full native Indian headwear much like that of Whitecloud and a retro MCW-4-LIFE t-shirt around his body. He steps onto the stage and looks around at the fans going mental before smiling and lifting his arms with a roar of adrenalin, he grabs the shirt and kisses it before saying “love you man” to the skies above. Suddenly he takes the headgear off and sprints to the ring with the fans at his back!!!
Jackie instantly lunges at him as he slides in, but Rayne blocks her shot and clotheslines her to the ground, she stands and he does it again, she stands one more time and with ferocity, he storms forward and clotheslines her right over the top rope, however Jackie lands on the apron hard and quickly rolls back into the ring, however Rayne doesn’t care, he turns back to the ring to see Eli Legacy beginning to stumble around, as Eli turns to face Rayne, Young just boots him in the stomach and drops him hard with a Spike DDT!!! Rayne quickly stands back up and it’s Greg Venom who turns right into Rayne, but Young does nothing except slap the taste right out off Greg’s mouth, however as Greg turns to throw a fist back, Rayne just takes an MCW t-shirt from his back and hands it to Greg, seeing this, Lance begins to stand as well, his MCW shirt still on, Greg looks at the two of them and listens to the encouragement of the fans as the three MCW stars have a moment, when suddenly Greg nods and places his MCW shirt on over his head, the fans go mental!!

Brody:
YES, YES! MCW are one in that ring, Rayne Young has bought the federation together, at last!

Sweeney:
Fucking beautiful man, beautiful!

Rayne smiles and shakes Greg’s hand before giving Lance a respectful nod, he then turns as Tommy Dewitt begins to stand, however Greg grabs Rayne behind and runs him across the ring and right over the top rope before shouting abuse at him for slapping him across the face!!! The fans are in shock and pure hatred seems to come across them for more then a minute as Greg just continues to shout abuse down at Rayne, even Lance is in shock and is even more shock when Greg removes the MCW top from his back and just throws it down onto Rayne!!!

Brody:
WHAT!?! THAT SON OF A BITCH! THAT FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!!

Sweeney:
WHAT THE FUCK IS GREG DOING!?!

Brody:
So he’ll stand up for his friends but not for his federation! Fucking asshole! That’s what he is!!

Greg just turns but is met with a stiff and angry clothesline from Lance Williams, Greg stands again but walks into another one taking him down! However Lance is quickly attacking from behind by Tommy Dewitt taking him back down as the fans boos are loud and unlike the normal waves is consistent and ongoing.
Rayne Young just stands up on the outside, his eyes closed with disappointment, he looks into the ring to see Greg climbing onto the ropes to get back up and the two meet one anothers gaze, but with pure hatred now clearly between them. Rayne is making his thoughts clear to Greg, but Greg just sarcastically waves him good bye only making the Detroit crowd even angrier!

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“Fight em till you can’t” plays through the speakers and the pro MCW crowd cheer again as Michael Mayhem suddenly walks out looking fit and ready to compete, he runs down the ramp but stops when he and Rayne are about to pass one another, Rayne just gives Michael a nod and though he doesn’t respond, he turns to the ring and sprints at it again, sliding in. Instantly he makes an impact spearing the hell out of Tommy Dewitt who drops to the mat with a whiplash like affect!! He then stands and B-lines for Greg Venom who’s up to his feet and stomping down on Lance, he slams a right hand into the face of Greg knocking him back into the corner, but pulls him back out to the middle of the ring, before hooking his head and hitting a stiff European uppercut that knocks Greg to the mat, quickly Greg stands back up but is clearly dazed, however Mayhem just grabs him by the wrist and throws Greg across the ring into the ropes, however Greg grabs the ropes and holds on, suddenly Michael charges him, but Greg ducks low and lifts Michael up and over, however Mayhem drops onto the apron, Greg turns to face him, but Mayhem just smashes a headbutt right into the face of Greg knocking him back across the ring, however Eli Legacy suddenly runs at the corner and to the anger of the entire arena, he runs up the turnbuckles and then springboards into a dropkick to the face of Mayhem taking him off the apron and down to the mats, eliminating yet another MCW star!

Brody:
As much as I hate to admit it, you have to say Eli has been the star man in this rumble, he has been in this since the beginning and has eliminated yet another name from this Rumble!

Sweeney:
Yet but its another MCW name and right now, Lance is the only one actually fighting for the company thanks to Greg!!

Brody:
It’s clear there are some real divisions in the MCW brand at the moment, with Paul and Jim getting JJK drunk before the event, seeing what Greg did to Rayne just then as well, it’s all a little crazy!

Eli Legacy just grins as he drops to his knees with near exhaustion, he glares at Mayhem getting up on the outside and just shakes his head at the man before looking back in the ring to see Lance sitting up in the corner, Greg down as well. Tommy is the man up and about now but he is focusing on Jackie Daniels placing his knee across her throat and choking her on the ropes angrily. Boo’s are continuing to ring out as the ‘group’ continue to remain fairly dominant, Dewitt, Legacy and Venom continuing to keep the upper hand in this match.
Eli just stands to his feet, in this match for over 33 minutes! He walks across the ring and just stamps across the chest of Lance and again and again, he stands him up and then kneels down slamming his shoulder into the stomach of Lance over and over before calling Greg over, the two men just begin trying to lift Lance up and out of the match, desperately lifting his legs above the ropes and trying to force him out, but Lance is fighting on and slams an elbow into the face of Greg knocking him away and then the same to Eli allowing his feet to touch the ground again as both men stumble back toward the centre of the ring, however as they regain there composure, Lance sprints out from his corner and takes both men down with huge double clothesline that keeps all three men laid on the mat!

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Drinkin’ Wine Spo-Dee-Odee by Jerry Lee Lewis plays for the second time tonight as the fans stand up to welcome yet another MCW competitor and they don’t wait long as Drunken Jim steps out, a beer bottle in hand, he looks around the fans and just seems prepared to fight as he looks down the ring, he slowly makes his way down the ramp, however the pleading of fans is then heard as an angry Jason King sprints out from the back and suddenly slams a forearm into the back of Drunken Jim knocking him face down onto the steel ramp! Jason angrily just begins shouting at Jim for what happened to his wife at the beginning of this match and grabs the beer bottle that Jim just dropped, he looks at it for a moment and then watches Jim get up to one knee, holding the back of his neck, however as Jim looks up, Jason smashes the beer bottle right over Jim’s head causing a huge mixed reaction from the fans, the MCW faithful in the audience dumbfounded by the self-destruct feelings of the MCW roster, all of them putting there own rivalries before the success of the federation!! Jason just watches as Jim falls to the ground knocked out, blood running from his head, however he isn’t done and just grabs Jim, he lifts him up onto his shoulders and walks him to the ring before throwing him onto the apron. Jim is absolutely lifeless. Jackie Daniels see’s this as Jason rolls Jim into the ring and just backs up the ramp, still angrily shouting abuse at Jim for what happened.
The fans are outraged.

Brody:
I don’t believe this! Yet another MCW hopeful and we don’t have anyone to blame but ourselves for what is going on! I understand Jason being angry, but for Christ sake, what is he thinking!?!

Sweeney:
Jim is totally out of it Brody, look at him.

In the ring, Tommy is down to one knee after his ongoing battle with Jackie Daniels and Lance, Greg and Eli remain around the ring, slowly getting their breath back and trying to work their way back up to their feet. However Jackie is up and just grabs Jim against the wishes of the fans before forcefully lifting him up, she rests his upper body on the top rope and then grabs his legs before easily tossing him over the ropes and down to the mats below as Jason King looks on smiling from ear to ear. Boo’s are ringing out from every side of the arena as suddenly Tommy chop blocks the back of her leg taking Jackie back down.

Brody:
Unbelievable. Jason King might have an axe to grind, but he could have done it on Mayhem, it didn’t need to be tonight, not on this night!

Sweeney:
We might hate to say it, but right now, its looking very much like FWA have the upper hand here and by that, I’m not including Greg Venom as part of the MCW roster anymore, not after what he did to Rayne!

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“Passive” By a Perfect circle suddenly explodes through the speakers as flames burst from the stage and fireworks fly into the air as the face of Priest appears on the big screen, instantly the atmosphere in the arena seems to pick up and the fans are on there feet as the big man walks out and just looks focused and angry as usual, he walks down the ramp slowly, ignoring the fans either side of him before stopping at the bottom, Tommy Dewitt is up on his feet and see’s Priest, through intimidation, he suddenly runs off the back ropes and flies forward jumping through the ropes SUICIDE DIVE BY TOMMY AT PRIEST, BUT NO!!! PRIEST CAPTURES TOMMY IN MID AIR!!! Priest adjusts Tommy as if he were a child so he is across his chest and with the fans looking on he just roars into a run and slams Dewitt back first into the steel turnbuckle post!!
Tommy drops to the mats hard but isn’t out because he went through the ropes, not over them, nonetheless, Priest just leaves him there and climbs up onto the apron, Eli Legacy is up now as well and just slides for a baseball slide at Priests feet, but Priest simply steps over him and Eli slides under the ropes to the outside, however as he does, Priest leaps off the apron and hits the biggest crossbody ever on Eli, something Priest has never, ever done in his life!!!!!
“HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” Rings out over and over as Priest just gets back up to his knees and looks at the carnage of Eli Legacy and Tommy laid out on the outside of the ring, he then rolls into the ring and is officially in this match now, he stands up and just B-Lines straight for Lance Williams, as Lance turns to him, he slaps his hand around Lance’s throat, PRIEST SLAM!!! HE HITS IT!!! Priest just glares at Lance for a moment with pure anger before kneeling down and lifting Lance to his feet, he then picks him up into a gorilla press and to the shock of the fans all around the arena walks him toward the ropes, however as he gets close, Jackie Daniels dropkicks the knee of Priest causing him to drop Lance back down onto the canvas!
Priest just turns to Jackie who slams a hard kick into the side of his thigh and another, she then turns and runs back into the ropes with speed before charging back at Priest, however the big giant just lunges forward with a massive boot to the face of Jackie taking her down to the mat hard. Angrily he just grabs Jackie by the throat and stares her in the face for a moment before suddenly lifting her, PRIEST SLAM AGAIN, HE HITS IT!!! Jackie is laid out on the mat and Priest grabs her this time, lifting her to her feet, he just grabs her throat and literally throws her over the ropes and down to the mats, however as he is leaning over to drop her down, Greg Venom runs up behind Priest and like Jackie, throws him over the ropes and out of the rumble!!!!

Brody:
HOLY SHIT!!! Double Elimination!!! Priest is out thanks to Greg but not before he got rid of Jackie Daniels who had done well in this match so far!!

Sweeney:
Double FWA elimination to! Maybe I’ll begin to like Greg again.

Brody:
I won’t.

Eli Legacy just begins to stand and climbs up using the apron, Tommy is doing the same and the two men just roll back into the ring, Greg just walks across to Lance and slowly tries to lift him, realising it has gone back to the three on one situation from earlier, however Eli and Tommy are still suffering from that attack by Priest, Greg then drops Lance, giving up on picking him up as the countdown suddenly re-appears.
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“No Love” By Eminem Featuring Lil’Wayne suddenly explodes through the speakers as the fans stand, literally every single one of them, all of them cheering and applauding as Eric Sailes walks out from the back, his eyes looking up to the skies. He nods his head as he looks back down and glances around the crowd, looking at everyone who has turned out for this very meaningful event, he then looks to the ring and see’s Greg Venom looking right back at him, however he is clearly pissed off with what he saw earlier and what Greg did to Rayne. Eric suddenly runs down the ramp and just leaps onto the apron, but Greg sprints forward and swings a hard right hand, but Eric sees it coming and jumps back down before grabbing the ankles of Greg and dragging him out of the ring as the fans cheer loudly, Greg lands on his feet but turns right into a right hand by Eric and another and another, Eric then grabs his wrist and throws Greg hard into the steel steps causing them to rattle! Eric isn’t done though and grabs Greg by the hair, he lifts him up to his feet and slaps a chop across his chest and another and another, he then grabs his wrist again and throws Greg hard into the ring barrier this time!! The whole arena is right behind Eric’s every move, however Greg is reeling, arching his back in pain.
Eric just walks across to him and lifts him again before slamming Greg face first into the top of the barrier, Greg just stumbles around the ring and walks away, but Eric follows him and just grabs him by the back of the head as he reaches him before walking him to the announce tables, angrily he slams Greg face first into the Spanish announce desk and then does it again knocking Greg onto his ass as he falls backwards.
Eric just grabs the table monitors and suddenly chucks them aside causing the fans to explode into loud eruptions of cheers as they see what he is going to do next, he clears the table and then turns back to Greg who is up on his knees, using the apron to help him up however, Eric slams a boot into his back and then his ribs before grabbing Greg by the head and slamming him into the table again, this time forcing him up onto it, he then climbs onto the table himself, he slowly picks Greg up to his feet, but Greg then breaks the hold and slams a right hand into the face of Eric and another and another and ano-, NO!, Eric blocks it and just hooks Greg’s arm, TALONS GRASP!!!!!!!!!!!! The fans are going mental “Holy shit” erupts around the arena again as the table explodes around the two men! Greg is motionless on the outside as Eric just rolls aside of him, feeling the blow himself!

Brody:
HOLY SHIT! ERIC SAILES JUST SENT GREG VENOM TO HELL!!!!

Sweeney:
JUST DESERVES!!!

Eric just sits up and painfully grabs the ring barrier before grabbing Greg Venom, he lifts him to his feet slowly and just rolls Greg back into the ring before finally entering the ring himself, he then grabs Greg as the fans expectantly wait for the inevitable, he lifts him up to the top rope and leans over him, trying to push him over the ropes, NO!!! Eli Legacy runs up behind Eric and totally out of the blue, uses Eric’s own momentum to throw him over the ropes instead, saving Greg from his fate and allowing Venom to drop back down to the mat in a slump! Boo’s ring out loudly, earth shatteringly loud! Nobody can quiet believe it, but Eric just sits up on the outside dumbfounded himself, his eyes glaring up at Eli who just does the ‘Suck it’ sign to Eric causing even more hatred to come his way from the fans.

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Brody:
I’m lost for words, Eric Sailes has been eliminated from this Rumble much earlier then I expected, but that is the problem with Greg, Eli and Tommy all being in the ring at the same time, does anyone even stand a chance?

Sweeney:
Lance has done ok?

Brody:
But come on, like this, it can only be a matter of time!

“Absent” By Snot suddenly plays through the speakers and the cheers yet again come back as an angry Michael Kyzer wastes no time in bursting through the curtain and charging down to the ring, Eli Legacy instantly turns, his face dropping, however as Kyzer enters, Eli flies forward with a clothesline and misses, he turns right into a big clothesline from Michael Kyzer and another and another and another, Eli is staggered and has no idea where he is as he stands again, but turns right into a huge spinebuster by Kyzer who just roars to the fans!! He turns back to Eli and just lifts the man from the ground before booting him in the stomach, he then stands him up and slaps a chop across his chest knocking him back into the corner, he then hits another and another and another, Eli is totally reeling from Kyzer who then lifts him up onto the top rope and just slams a stiff right hand into his face dazing Eli further. Michael then begins to climb, he stands on the middle rope and just lifts his fist into the face of Eli again and again and again, before lifting one arm to the cheering fans calling for another move, however Tommy Dewitt once again breeds disappoint from the supporters as he just runs in and shoves Michael so hard he falls over the top rope and lands on the outside of the ring!!!

Brody:
SEE! SEE WHAT I MEAN!?!

Kyzer lands badly and remains lame on the outside of the ring for moment as Eli jumps down but rests in the corner of the ring. Lance is beginning to move again now as well, but Greg is still long gone at the moment, the fans only seeing small movements from him every now and again.

Sweeney:
I think Michael is actually hurt here Brody.

Brody:
EMT’s are coming down to the scene.

EMT’s are indeed running down the ramp to surround Michael who is seen in replays landing ugly on the back of his neck as he falls. Nonetheless Tommy pays no attention and just walks across to Lance in the opposite corner, planting a boot into his chest before picking him up and lifting his leg up trying to get Lance over the top, but even after everything Lance has been through in this match and how long he has lasted, he continues to fight, not letting Dewitt get him over the ropes so easily.

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“Sweet Sacrifice” By Evanescence suddenly hits the speakers causing the fans to boo loudly as the last thing MCW wants is about to come out, one of the O’Brians! It happens to be Mark and he walks out with a smug smile on his face, he to is wearing an MCW t-shirt, but to the anger of many, his has “The fake” written above the initials in red writing making the fans boo him even more, he walks down the ramp casually and then just walks across the apron, he enters the ring and just walks past Eli Legacy and Greg on the ground, going right over to Tommy with Lance, he instantly pushes on Lance knocking him over the ropes, but Lance lands on the apron, the fans are desperate for him to get back in, but there is nothing Lance can do right now, except defend himself. Tommy throws a right hand but Lance blocks it and fires back a shot of his own knocking Tommy to the mat hard, he then ducks a clothesline attempt by Mark before grabbing O’Brian by the back of the head and slamming him down face first into the turnbuckle, Mark staggers back to the middle of the ring, but as he does Lance leaps up onto the top rope and into the ring for a crossbody, but Mark grabs him and holds him across his body before aggressively dropping him with a backbreaker and then another and then another before swinging him round for an STO slam to the mat! Lance just rolls onto his side, tired and hurt, but Mark is having none of it and lifts Lance to his feet before suddenly throwing him clearly over the ropes to the outside of the ring as the boos just get louder and louder.

Brody:
DAMN IT!! MCW is against it and I don’t know if we can even do it anymore. Mark O’Brian has just eliminated Lance Williams from this Rumble and truth be told, I can’t see anyone else Pro-MCW who can do it! Kirsta, but on her current run of form?

Sweeney:
I know, but come on, we’ve had our backs to the wall, our own stars have been letting us down, Greg Venom, Jason King and now Mark O’Brian and we still have his sister to come out yet!!

Mark just grins from ear to ear before turning to Greg Venom, the last remaining MCW man in the ring apart from him, he walks across to Greg who’s up to all fours and lifts him slowly to his feet, before taking him back down with a sharp short arm clothesline. However he then signals to the fans that Greg is on his way out of the match to a loud but mixed reaction, however Tommy is up and slams a forearm into the back of Mark and another, he then pushes him against the ropes and hooks his wrist before throwing him across the ring, no, Mark counters and Tommy hits the ropes, however as he comes back, Mark steps in, ART OF WAR!!!! He hits it and Dewitt lays out of it on the mat, Mark then stands and looks right back at Greg, however Eli Legacy suddenly runs past him, leaps onto the middle rope and bounces back with a huge shining wizard kick to the head of Mark O’Brian while he’s standing taking both of them down to the mat hard!!
The fans are going nuts, not caring who to cheer for anymore, but glad to see Mark bought down!! All four men in the ring are down and somehow, Greg, Eli and Tommy are still in and have been for a long, long time now, especially Eli Legacy who was the 3^rd entry in this Royal Rumble!

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“Sweet Innocence” by Evanescene hits again and the boos explode as Sophie O’Brian walks out from the back, a huge smile on her face as she walks out wearing the same T-shirt her brother was, she walks down the ramp, slowly removing the top and throwing it into the crowds of angry fans, she then stops at the apron front and slowly enters the ring. Unlike her brother she doesn’t B-Line for Greg, instead she waits as Eli Legacy stands, suddenly she bounces back off the ropes and leaps up and around the arms of Eli before suddenly pulling him back into a devastating move, ODE TO BRADDOCK!!!!!!!!!!!!! Eli lands on his head but stands right back up for a good 5 seconds before just collapsing to the ground!!
Sophie just stands back to her feet with the same smug smile and turns to see her brother coming to as well, however Tommy Dewitt is right back on him with some right forearms across his back, he lifts Mark up and boots him in the stomach before backing into the ropes, but as he runs back, Mark steps forward and grabs Tommy lifting him into the air and across his shoulder as Sophie grabs his head, SUDDEN JOLT!!!
Tommy flies away to the side of the brother and sister duo as the fans noise level slowly increases, Sophie and Mark just stand to look at Greg Venom, the last remaining MCW name in the ring, they smile at one another as the fans boo loudly.

Brody:
As much as I’m angry at Greg, seeing him eliminated by these two would surely destroy any of MCW’s hopes, afterall, Kirsta is the last one left and with FWA still having the rest of the talent to come out, her chances are slim at best.

Sweeney:
True, but he deserves everything he gets.

Greg just clambers up to his vertical base in the corner and see’s the O’Brians closing in, however, he lunges out kicking Mark in the stomach before blocking a right hand by Sophie and firing back with one of his own and another and another and suddenly Sophie is on the back foot, the MCW champion reeling!! However Mark quickly slams a double axe handle into the back of Greg knocking him down to one knee, the two of them then lift him to his feet and just hold him against the ropes before throwing him across the ring, he hits the ropes and bounces back, but Greg ducks the double clothesline from the Irish siblings and hits the ropes again, the O’Brian’s turn to him once more, but this time they run him down with a stiff clothesline. Greg is dazed and confused, but the O’Brian’s are taking to much time as the countdown hits again, Sophie just glares up the ramp, worried it might be Kirsta Lewis,

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Suddenly Plop runs out from the back and although the fans are happy to see him, the expectations are low, he walks out and just reassures the fans amusingly before suddenly running down the ramp (well jogging), he finally reaches the ring and just rolls in before standing up to see Mark and Sophie just staring him down with smiles on there faces.

Brody:
This is a bad place for someone like Plop, Sophie alone is a World Champion! Plop’s probably never come close to breathing on the belt let alone touching it.

Sweeney:
He’s probably never been able to think about it!

Plop suddenly realises the deep water he is in and backs up to the ropes, the O’Brian’s however just try and convince him to jump over and leave, demanding he do what everyone expects him to do and give up, Plop looks like a victim being bullied at the moment, taking the abuse without ever doing much in return. However, suddenly he listens as the fans start chanting “Lets go Plop” over and over again to the amusement of many and his expression begins to change, he begins looking around the arena, noticing this, Mark suddenly lunges forward going for a clothesline, but Plop ducks it and just clotheslines the MCW World Heavyweight Champion to the ground to the cheers of the entire crowd, not one person not screaming with joy at the shock attack! Plop himself is shocked and glares down at what he’s just done, however he then turns to see Mark come at him and slam a forearm to his face, Plop instantly stumbles and Mark just pushes him into the ropes before throwing him across the ring by the wrist, but Plop counters and throws Mark instead, Mark hits the ropes and runs right into the grasp of Plop who stops him dead in his tracks before suddenly lifting him with a huge belly to back suplex!!!!

The fans can’t believe it as Plop just stands, shocked at himself again, suddenly Sophie is up and angrily runs at him but Plop just grabs her the same as he did Mark and with the same move, drops Sophie right onto Mark laying her right over the top of him!!!! The fans can’t believe it as Plop suddenly signals for the Plop Drop!!!!!!

Brody:
Am I really seeing this? Please tell me this isn’t a dream!

Sweeney:
This isn’t a dream, it isn’t a dream!!!

Plop just walks to the corner and climbs to the middle rope, the fans are all on there feet as suddenly he leaps off, PLOP DROP ON THE O’BRIAN SIBLINGS!!!!!! THE FANS ARE IN RAPTURE, ALL OF THEM EXPLODING WITH SHOCK, AMUSEMENT AND EXCITEMENT!!! Plop just stands to his feet and with the biggest smile on his face just turns to the fans and lifts his arms in the air!! The fans go mental for him, however Mark is suddenly up and is furious, he runs up behind Plop and to the disappointment and anger of the entire crowd, grabs Plop and lifts him over the ropes and out of the Rumble!!!

Brody:
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!

Mark just angrily shouts abuse at Plop from in the ring before turning back to see his sister standing up equally as angry, she then points down to Greg aggressively and the two of them walk either side of him, except that the countdown starts again.
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Suddenly the lights go out and the arena is pitch black, however it is for a matter of seconds as fireworks suddenly explode from the staging and the lights quickly return to find Lethal Weapon standing on the stage, he cracks his neck as “Survival of the Sickest” by Saliva plays through the speakers, he then walks down the ramp and as Sophie and Mark suddenly look less confident, the smiles fading from there faces as Weapon casually climbs up onto the apron, he waits there staring at the O’Brian siblings before pointing directly at them both and saying “Its time to cleanse the Sick Society”, with that he enters the ring, but Mark is right on him, hammering forearms across his back over and over again, barely letting Weapon enter the ring, he stands him up against the ropes and chops a shot across the chest of Lethal and another, he then grabs his wrist and throws him across the ring, but Weapon counters and throws Mark as he comes back, Lethal strikes. GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR!!! Mark is turned inside out and just drops to the mat, Lethal quickly stands as Mark stumbles to the ropes and charges again with a huge clothesline MARK O’BRIAN IS ELIMINATED!!!! Mark drops to the outside as Weapon just roars to the fans, however Sophie is standing directly behind him waiting as she did with Eli.

Brody:
Weapon, turn around, turn around!

Sweeney:
This isn’t going to be good!

Weapon turns and just like she did before, Sophie leaps up going for the Ode to Braddock, but Weapon manages to catch her around his arms in a crucifix like position before suddenly shrugging her up onto his shoulder leaving the fans to go nuts as Weapon just walks her to the centre of the ring!!! EQUILIBRIUM!!! HE HITS IT!!!! Sophie O’Brian is laid out in the ring, her arms and legs a spread as Weapon just stands back up, he grabs her by the hair, showing no care for her being a woman, he lifts her to her feet and with one huge throw, sends Sophie flying over the ropes and down to the mats below!!!!

Brody:
And now Sophie’s gone!!! Unbelievable!!!

Sweeney:
But he is FWA, we don’t want him winning!

Weapon however is met with a forearm to his back and another by none other than Eli Legacy! Legacy just spins Weapon around now and slaps a hard European uppercut into the jaw of the Legend of legend and another but Weapon suddenly grabs Eli by the head and fires back with one of his own knocking Eli to one knee, however Eli then slams his two palms into the stomach of Weapon winding him briefly, but long enough for him to stand and drop Weapon with a nice DDT on the mat.
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“Haunted” By Taylor Swift suddenly plays through the speakers as the fans boo loudly, Marie Williams the other half of Memento Mori suddenly appears angry as ever, she suddenly runs down the ramp and slides right into the ring, but she B-Lines for Tommy Dewitt slamming boots over and over and over again into the head, chest and stomach of Tommy, not letting him make a move, she then grabs him and lifts him to his feet before slapping a chop across his chest knocking back into the corner, however she just steps back and then charges forward, but right into the boot of Tommy who knocks her back toward the middle of the ring, he then leaps to the second rope and as she looks up at him, he dives off with a huge flying clothesline that takes Marie down! The fans are getting behind Tommy this time and as he stands he grabs Marie and just walks her to the ropes before placing her chest first onto the top and lifting her legs, instantly trying to eliminate her, he keeps pushing and pushing and finally to the excitement of the fans, Marie tumbles over the top rope but lands on the apron, however she keeps hold of the arm of Dewitt and just tugs him over the ropes until he actually falls to the safety mats below!! DEWITT IS FINALLY ELIMINATED!!!

Brody:
Marie tugged and pulled but she has got some element of payback tonight! Dewitt has been in this rumble for a long, long time though, he can only be proud of the night he’s had tonight!

Sweeney:
Without a doubt, something tells me he is going to have to see a lot more of Marie and Brittany over on FWA, but tonight is his night, the titles are his and Jacksons, I just hope Jackson is ok with him over what happened earlier!

Marie just rolls back into the ring and stands to her feet, however Eli Legacy slams a boot into her stomach, angrily attacking her after seeing Tommy eliminated. He slams a forearm across her back and then another before pushing her back into the ropes, he then throws her across the ring and slides to the ground forcing her to leap over him, she hits the ropes again and comes back, but this time he leaps over her, she hits them again but runs with speed right into a perfectly executed dropkick by Eli that takes Marie down!

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The sound of Blitzkid “She dominates” Suddenly hits the speakers as the fans look on and the other new FWA face appears, Marissa just steps out onto the stage and smiles at the carnage in and around the ring, she then sprints down the ramp and slides in, but is instantly stomped on by Eli Legacy who is up and seems to have found his second wind, he refuses to let her stand of her own accord but after a few more stomps, lifts her to her feet and then up onto his shoulders, he pretty much parades her to the fans who boo loudly, however he takes to much time and Marissa slides down his back, Eli quickly turns to face her but she boots him in the midsection and then hooks his waist as he bends over, PROJECT TERROR!!!!!!! She hits it and does with so much force that Eli stands right back up onto his feet and then stumbles through the ropes to the outside of the ring!!! Marissa just rolls back up to her feet and one by one, goes around the wrestlers beginning to get up, slamming kicks and punches down onto all of them, starting with Greg Venom, then Weapon, then grabbing Marie and just powerslamming her back down to the mat!

Brody:
What a move by Marissa!! Eli was flung right out of the ring!!!

Sweeney:
Another new face in the FWA and if only elimination was through whatever ropes, because Eli would be gone!

Brody:
He would, but lets not forget Eli Legacy was the 3^rd entrant in this rumble, Greg Venom not long after him as well, so they have both done magnificently well to get this far and neither has been eliminated yet.

Marissa just grabs Weapon and lifts him in the corner before slapping a chop across his chest and another and another, she then grabs his wrist and throws him across the ring into the opposite corner, he hits it and she comes storming in afterwards hitting a big clothesline that rocks Weapon down to one knee, she then turns to see Greg up to his feet, she grabs him by the head and just hooks his head and his arm and snaps him back with a suplex before standing over him with a cocky smile, she then drops a nice elbow and another and another and another and another and another and another!! Greg just rolls to his side clutching his chest as she then turns to Marie, she picks her up however Marie breaks the hold and slams a slap across the chest of Marissa that makes the fans cringe, however Marissa slaps Marie across the chest back with just as sickening an impact, Marie does it again, then Marissa, then Marie, then Marissa, both women not backing down, however Marissa then boots Marie in the gut stopping the momentum, she then runs back into the ropes, however Marie runs at her as well, but both ladies have the same idea and clothesline one another to the mat!!

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Brody:
The very last entrant and we know who it is!

Sweeney:
We do! Come on KIRSTA!!

“I get off” by Halestorm suddenly explodes through the speakers and the reaction is the loudest for anybody at all in the entire night as the arena is rocked by the explosion of the Detroit fans love for Kirsta Lewis, she walks out from the back and the noise just gets louder as she sports an MCW t-shirt, however she looks down at the ring and slowly takes the top off before kissing the top and taking in a deep breath, she then looks to the skies and with a faint shed of a tear in her eye, she whispers “this is for you”. Suddenly she looks back at the ring and storms down the ramp, she slides into the ring and just grabs Greg Venom lifting him to his feet before angrily dropping back and lifting her knees to her stomach causing Greg to land chest and ribs first across them! He rolls away in utter pain, but Kirsta is fuming and just stands over him shouting some abuse, she then turns to see Marissa and Marie up, both ladies charge her for the clothesline, but Kirsta ducks them both and as they struggle to stop there own momentum, they turn but Kirsta is on them and with the crowd going wild she hits both ladies with a huge double clothesline!!!!!! MARISSA AND MARIE ARE OUT!!!! Both of them drop out of the ring as the fans leap up and down with excitement, Kirsta just fist pumps to the fans who cheer even louder.

Brody:
KIRSTA LEWIS IS ON FIRE! SHE COULD DO THIS!!!

Sweeney:
MCW are back in it! Can Kirsta Lewis win the Royal Rumble for the second time in her career!!

Kirsta just salutes the fans and then turns back to the ring, GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR!!!! The mood instantly dies though as Weapon slices her in half with that spear out of nowhere!! Kirsta just drops to the mat with a bang and holds her ribs in pain, Weapon takes a breath and stands to his feet, but as he does, Greg Venom is up and slams a forearm across his back and another and another, he turns Weapon around and just boots him in the stomach stunning Weapon, he then turns to the ropes and waits, as Lethal stands back up, he leaps up onto the middle rope and jumps back across the shoulder of Weapon hooking his head, THE NEXT STRAIN!!!! NO!!!! Weapon stumbles back a bit but doesn’t fall back and just holds Greg on his shoulder precariously he then uses his strength to throw Greg over both of his shoulders but walks to the ropes, the whole arena are begging him not to do what he is thinking of doing! Suddenly he does, EQUILIBRIUM FROM THE RING TO THE OUTSIDE, BUT NO!!! Greg lands feet first on the apron, just, he grabs the top rope and holds his place in this match, Weapon just throws a right hand, but Greg blocks it and slams a right hand of his own into the face of Weapon knocking him back, he then waits patiently as Weapon looks back up at him, as he does, Greg leaps up onto the top rope and is about to fly when suddenly, HELLS BITCH KICK!!!! The slapping shot of a foot to Gregs Chin on his way up to the ropes shocks the entire arena and sends Greg tumbling down the apron and out of the match entirely!!!!

Brody:
HOLY SHIT!!! Kirsta just took Greg Venom’s head off and he is out of the Rumble and rightly so, by a true MCW legend!!! What he did to Rayne earlier was disgusting!!

Sweeney:
He got what was coming to him and make no doubt about it, he is in hot water when Mayhem comes back around!

Kirsta just turns to Weapon and slams a boot into his stomach bending him forward, she then runs into the ropes and comes back hitting a big knee across the side of his head, Weapon drops to one knee now, she wastes no time then in stomping away at the chest of Weapon desperately trying to wear him down, finally he drops into a seated position and Kirsta just drops a huge elbow across his chest laying him flat then another then another and one more, she then picks him up and to the cheers of the entire arena, she rests him back first against the ropes and just tries to lift him over the ropes, but Weapon is holding on to her and is dragging her with him, both of them are tittering on the ropes and are in serious trouble, the fans are going mental, willing Kirsta to push Weapon over first, however, suddenly the fans explode with boos as Eli Legacy rolls back into the ring, neither Weapon or Kirsta have seen him!!! He runs across the ring and using both hands get under Kirsta and Weapon and chucks them from the ring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ELI LEGACY HAS WON! ELI LEGACY IS THE NEW ATLANTIC CHAMPION AND THE DEDICATION RUMBLE WINNER!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The fans can’t believe it!!

But wait, the referee’s are signalling, both Kirsta and Weapon have landed on the apron, Eli just grins from ear to ear, he has no idea, he raises his arms in the air and just climbs the far turnbuckle, celebrating his monumentous victory!!! He then jumps down and turns and his face is a picture, Kirsta and Lethal both stand on the apron, dazed but still in the match, angrily Eli charges, but at the same time Kirsta and Weapon drop the rope and Eli flies over them and to the outside of the ring causing the fans to go mental!!! Eli Legacy, the man who entered at number 3 is FINALLY out of the Rumble!!!

Brody:
AND HE’S GONE!!! ELI LEGACY IS DONE!!!

Sweeney:
Over an hour Eli was in this match, well over 60 minutes, a new record for this competition but he comes up JUST short and now we are left with Lethal Weapon of the FWA and Kirsta Lewis of the MCW, this couldn’t be anymore perfect!

Brody:
Except we still need a winner Sweeney!

Weapon and Kirsta quickly roll back into the ring at the same time and then stand up, both of them glaring at one another with respect but clear animosity. They circle the ring from one another as the fans look on, waiting to see what might happen next, however they lock up in a collar-elbow, both of them pushing, but Weapon is more powerful and quickly backs Kirsta into the corner, however, as they break, Kirsta just stomps on the stomach of Weapon and again taking him back to the middle of the ring, she then grabs his neck and his pants and with momentum throws Weapon clear over the top rope to the excitement and nerves of the fans, however Weapon holds the top rope and just about saves himself on the apron, Kirsta quickly throws a right hand, but Weapon ducks it and slams his shoulder into her waist before climbing back into the ring, Kirsta quickly recovers though and just charges forward again, but this time Weapon drops to the canvas and tugs the ropes down, Kirsta flies over them!!!! Again the fans go mental with nerves and excitement, but this time Kirsta saves herself, grabbing the middle rope and lifting her legs up to stop them touching the floor, she swings herself back up onto the apron and quickly rolls back into the ring. Lethal stands and angrily just lifts Kirsta up to her feet, he grabs her wrist and throws her across the ring into the ropes before going for the clothesline, but Kirsta ducks it and then quickly stops herself, Weapon turns, HELLS BITCH KICK, NO, WEAPON CATCHES HER LEG!!! He spins her around 360 degrees before lifting her up onto his shoulders, EQUILIBRIUM, NO, AS WEAPON THROWS HER OUT, KIRSTA LOWERS HER BODYWEIGHT CAUSING HER TO LAND ON HER FEET INSTANTLY, she then grabs Weapon around the waist and runs him at the ropes, but Lethal grabs the top rope as they reach them throwing Kirsta into a back roll herself, she then stands, but Weapon storms in, GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR, no Kirsta slams a boot into the face of Weapon knocking him back toward the ropes, she then charges in herself, CLOTHESLINE AND TO THE SHOCK AND THE HUGE ERUPTION FROM THE FANS, BOTH LETHAL AND KIRSTA FLY OVER THE TOP OF THE ROPES AND LAND ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE FANS, THE COMMENTATORS, THE CAMERA MEN, NOBODY CAN BELIEVE IT!!! WHO WON!?!

Brody:
OH MY GOD!!! Kirsta Lewis and Lethal Weapon have both fallen outside the ring, but who landed first, who was it!?!

Sweeney:
I have no idea! Everyone is waiting!!

Tom Hammond just gets up from his seat and runs around to the referee’s who are speaking between themselves as Kirsta and Lethal just lay on the ground, neither of them aware of what’s going on, but both of them thinking they have won, they both sit up and look at what’s happening, with no music playing, no announcements and just slowly stand, pleading there own cases to the officials.

Brody:
WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!?! I CAN’T STAND THIS!!

The referee’s seem to infer something to Hammond and quickly walk across to both wrestlers explaining it to them and neither looks totally happy with it.

Hammond:
Ladies and Gentleman, I have just been informed by the senior official, that Lethal Weapon’s feet DID NOT touch the floor first.

Cheers explode from around the arena.

Hammond:
However, I have also been informed that Kirsta Lewis’s feet DID NOT touch the ground first either, so the result of this match and JOINT WINNERS OF THE 2012 DEDICATION ROYAL RUMBLE, KIRSTA LEWIS…AND… LETHAL WEAPON!!!

Brody:
Oh my god!!! Kirsta and Lethal!?! That means, that means someone from both federations won!!!

Sweeney:
This really is the perfect ending for everyone!

Brody:
Ladies and gentleman, we rarely end a show on a happy note, but for once we can, Whitecloud, if you’ve been watching, I hope we made you proud, boss.

Kirsta just rolls into the ring as does Lethal, both of them glaring at one another as the fans begin chanting “this is awesome” over and over again, Kirsta just points at the large banners of Whitecloud before extending her hand to Weapon, the legend of legends seems to be reluctant, but he looks over his shoulder at the banner and with a nod of his head, he extends his hand and respectfully but briefly shakes the hand of Kirsta before dropping to the mat and leaving the ring as Kirsta nods in approval of him, she then turns to the turnbuckle and climbs to the middle rope as her music blasts through the  speakers, her finger pointed at the shot of Whitecloud, the final images being that of Lethal Weapon walking up the ramp and Kirsta, proudly celebrating her second Royal Rumble win, all be it a shared one this time.