Talent


[ Dethroning the Finest? ]


[We kick off Tuesday Night Talent not with the ring announcer in the ring, but with one participant of the main event tonight.]

[Mark Lewis]

[He sits in the middle of the ring, on a blue steel folding chair. He hasn't begun preparing for his match tonight, as he sits in a black polo shirt and blue Levi's. His hair is let down for once, hanging down to his shoulders. He brings the microphone to his lips.]

Lewis: Does everyone remember last week when I said it was great to be back in Canada? Only for me to turn around and insult you canucks?

.:JEER!:.

Lewis: Well this week I actually mean it when I say it's good to be here in Owen Sound, Ontario!

[Lewis raises his left arm to a cheap pop.]

Lewis: In a recent promo I cut, I mentioned there were some 'things' that were happening that started to open my eyes. Well last week was one of the first of many 'things'. Seeing the Crisis of Mankind crucifying Mike Sloan. Writing CoM on his chest in his own blood? How much lower can you get?

.:HEAT FOR CoM!:.

Lewis: And then, the next thing that happened. I received word that this week, tonight to be exact, I would be getting a CCW Heavyweight championship shot. I couldn't be more grateful for this opportunity. Tonight I will leave Canada no choice but to be proud of their heavyweight champion. Vinny Mara wo-

[Lewis is cut of by a Mara sucks chant.]

Lewis: I know, I know. Like I was saying, Mara won that title for a reason. I'll give him that much. But what he didn't do is bring prestige or honor to the title. He didn't show the attitude of a champion. That's why, tonight on Tuesday Night Talent, I will dethrone Mara not only for the fans, but also for The Dark Horse.

[cut to the TNT intro.]

[ Video Package ]


[From a pitch black screen, we see "Last Week's Main Event" flash up onto the screen in text.]

-- Everytime we lie awake. --
-- After every hit we take. --


[On screen, we see "Blue Lightning" Pete Van Coolsa taking it to "The Highlight" Mark Lewis with elbows, forearms, punches, kicks and knees, with Lewis on his knees, trying to block.]

-- Every feeling that I get. --
-- But I haven't missed you yet. --


[Coolsa doubles over from the kick as Chase takes Coolsa's head under his arm. Archer nails a stiff punch to the jaw of Lewis and this makes Lewis fall, and Archer turns around and sees Chase starting to fall with the DDT, then quickly acts... nailing his move called "Flashback," which is a Superkick. Chase stills DDT's Coolsa outta hisa boots.]

-- Every room-mate kept awake. --
-- By every silent scream we make. --


[Alex Kaos charges at Warren Chase, then nails the biggest Clothesline you've ever seen in your life, which makes Chase flip in the air.]

-- All the feelings that I get. --
-- But I still don't miss you yet. --
-- Only when I stop to think about it. --


[Owen gets pinned by Pete Van Coolsa.]

-- I hate everything about you! --
-- Why do I love you? --
-- I hate everything about you! --
-- Why do I love you? --


[Twoey runs towards the corner of the ring, leaps over it without touching it, and flips in the air, landing on Kaos with a huge plancha!

Too Trancey Twoey leaps up onto the top rope and waits for Owen to get to his feet. TTT leaps off the top rope and wraps his legs around the neck of Owen, then does the Hurricanrana on the ramp that is connected to the ring. Owen flies over the top rope, and lands right into a _HUGE_ Elbow Strike from Pete Van Coolsa, that makes Owen flip in the air the other way!]

-- Everytime we lie awake. --
-- After every hit we take. --


[The current CCW Champion, Vinny Mara, being pinned by Pete Van Coolsa via a Tyrone Walker intreatfearence.]

-- Every feeling that I get. --
-- But I haven't missed you yet. --


[Ty Walker laughing at Brooklyn Viper from the front row of the CCW Arena.]

-- Only when I stop to think about it. --

[Face shot of "Blue Lightning" Pete Van Coolsa.]

-- I hate everything about you! --
-- Why do I love you? --
-- I hate everything about you! --
-- Why do I love you? --


[Face shot of Too Trancey Twoey.]

-- Only when I stop to think about you, --
-- I know. --
-- Only when you stop to think about me, --
-- Do you know? --


[Face shot of Rune Archer.]

-- I hate everything about you! --
-- Why do I love you? --


[Coolsa taps out at the hands of Rune Archer.]

-- You hate everything about me! --
-- Why do you love me? --


[TTT, wastes little time climbing the top rope.. However he cannot resist the dancing maneuvers for the crowd as they cheer on in anticipation.. Suddenly, realizing he has little time, he leaps into the air much to the delight of the cameras, nailing his finishing move. "The Final Dance."]

-- I hate! --
-- You hate! --
-- I hate! --
-- You love me! --


[Still picture of Twoey getting his his feet, arms in the air, crowd on their feet, Rune Archer on his back, right after winning the match and earning a spot on "Team CCW" for Summer Games Four.]

-- I hate everything about you! --
-- Why do I love you? --


[Audio:

"Double-Cee Wrestling!"
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!
"Double-Cee Wrestling!"
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!]


["Nothing's What It Seems" by Project Wyze slowly fades out... and we open back up to a pitch black screen and after about five seconds of this, the words "Canadian Championship Wrestling Presents... TUESDAY NIGHT TALENT!!!" pops up one by one, until finally we're left with a pitch black screen, again.]

[ Opening/Introduction at the Upper Deck ]




Five...

Four...

Three...

Two...

One...

[The guitar riffs of Our Lady Peace's "Neon Crossing" start up quickly, and we open up to the CCW Arena, "The Talent," located in Owen Sound, Ontario, Canada. About 2, 650 wrestling fans are cheering and clapping, awaiting the start of the show. Some cameras pan around and show some of the many signs in the crowd.]

- "THROW ME A FISH, DJ!"
- "HIGHLIGHT OF THE NIGHT = LEWIS BECOMING CHAMP"
- "THE GUY BEHIND ME CAN’T SEE!"


[The camera’s suddenly switch from the signs to upstairs! Up in the booth, we find Chancery Winstock and Eric Taylor, the announcers for all the CCW action. Winstock is, of course, wearing a white suit and his hair is slicked back with a generous amount of hair gel while Taylor is wearing a red and white “CCW” hat, blue shorts and a black “The Crisis has Arrived..” shirt.]

Winstock - "And Welcome once again folks to the hottest ticket in all of Canada, Tuesday Night Talent! And we’ve got a great show for you tonight!"

Taylor - "Yeah we do, boss! In the Main Event we’ve got Vinny Mara’s first ever Heavyweight defense against none other than “The Highlight” Mark Lewis!"

Winstock - "Should be a good one. We also have an almost guaranteed blood bath when “The Dark Horse” Mike Sloan goes one on one with Crisis of Mankind member, Demise."

Taylor - "Definitely want to put the kids to bed for that one, b’y! We also have a tag team bout when Brain Power makes their return to TNT against Canada’s Most Wanted, remember it’s elimination style so anything can happen!"

Winstock - "PLUS we have Terrence “Twister” Thompson once again making his way up to Canada to compete in the Triple C tournament in the Semi-Finals against Stephen Greer!"

Taylor - "But in the Curtain Jerker of the evening we’ve got new comer Jason Carter taking on “The Iceman” Steven Rotten, not to mention the fish wielding Dragon Jones!"

Winstock - "But before we go anywhere, I just want to say.. HAPPY CANADA DAY!”

Taylor – “Yeah, happy Canada day! And now that, that’s aside, we have to go backstage!”

[ Kidnapped! ]


[The scene is dark... as we see three dark figures, automatically recognizing this as a meeting of the Crisis of Mankind. Vinny's belt glimmers in what little light there is, as Demise's trademark cigarette gives off an orange glow, revealing his position. He appears to be pacing around the room... as he speaks.]

Demise: "So none of us have heard from Candyman in over a week... that's not like him."

[There's a murmur of agreement... as the third 'unrevealed' member speaks in return...]

Man: "Perhaps it was the Flyweight Tournament matchup - he did take some hard bumps..."

Demise: "You and I have both seen him take much worse... and be back to fighting the next day. I'd highly doubt that's it... Rather, I think we're dealing with a kidnapping..."

[Surprise encompasses the room, as Demise pulls from his back pocket a piece of paper... setting it down onto a table between all of the men. It's your basic ransom note, with letters cut out of magazines, and pasted erratically onto the page.]

Call me a Ghost Hunter
I'll remove them all
First Candy... and soon Vinny...
CoM, prepare to fall...


[Laughs are heard around the room... it's obvious no one is taking it seriously...]

Demise: "There's only two possible people, who could be responsible for this... Sloan... and Mark Lewis..."

[Collective gasps...]

Vinny: "Lewis?"

Demise: "He's facing you for your belt tonight, isn't he? Perhaps it's his opportunity to take you away, as well..."

[Eyebrows are raised, as the group tries to determine whether this is a real threat or not...]

Demise: "...but let's not jump to any conclusions. It could very well be Sloan too... But I'm not sure that he's literate enough to compose a piece like this. He's not a threat... after I dispose of him tonight, he'll learn what it is to be a legend... inside a legend-killer's ring..."

[Striking Sloan from the record... leaves only... well... Lewis, but is that really logical?]

[The scene cuts back to the ring…]

[ Jason Carter vs. Steven Rotten vs. Dragon Jones ]


["Smile" by Taproot starts to blare over the PA system for the first time, as new comer Jason Carter makes his way down the ramp with a mixed reaction. He quickly slides into the ring, and walks around as his music fades.]

Winstock – “New comer Jason Carter looking to get his first win in his first match here in the CCW.”

[The entrance starts out with his valet Alison Hunter standing on the stage while the music starts. Rotten appears behind her wearing sunglasses and an "Iceman” jacket. He raises his arms into the air. They then walk down to the ring.]

Taylor – “And Steven Rotten with the hot as always, Alison.”

[Suddenly some Blue Man Group song blares over the PA System and out walks Dragon Jones waving like the moron he is, and walking down the ramp at the same time. The fans are cheering, as he slides into the ring and stands up to his feet, not even bothering to pay the slightest attention to the other two men in the group.]

Winstock – “Well we talked about Carter looking to get his first win in his first match..”

Taylor – “While Jones is just looking to get his first win! Ha!”

Winstock – “He may do it tonight.”

Unknown Ring Announcer – “Coming to the ring first, in his CCW debut, he stands at six foot five, and weights in at 287 pounds.. He hails from Detroit, Michigan.. Ladies and Gentlemen he is JASON CARTER!”

[Again, mixed reactions.]

Unknown Ring Announcer – “And his opponent.. Being accompanied by his manager Alison, he stands at six foot one, and weights in at 230 pounds. He hails from Toronto, Ontario Canada.. Ladies and Gentlemen he is “THE ICEMAN”… STEVEN ROTTEN!”

[JEERS ring out from the crowd!]

Unknown Ring Announcer – “And their opponent.. he stands at six foot even, and weights in at 211 pounds. Being accompanied by his manager the “Wal*Mart Monkey”, he hails from Brantford, Ontario, Canada.. Ladies and Gentlemen give it up for the one, the only.. DRAGOOOOOOON.. JONES!”

[POPPAGE for the whack job!]

Winstock – “Who’s your pick to win it, Taylor?”

Taylor – “I got to go with Rotten on this one.. I mean, Carter’s got to be nervous in his CCW debut, so that’ll make him an easy target, and Jones.. Well, DJ just sucks, boss.”

Winstock – “He doesn’t suck, he’s just a nut job.”

[The Unknown Ring Announcer exits the ring, and the ref sounds the bell.]

[Ding, Ding!]

[As soon as the bell sounds DJ instantly charges at Jason Carter, who quickly side steps the smaller DJ, and lets him rebound off the ropes before he kicks DJ in the gut, and DROPS him with an Evenflow DDT! Carter is quick to stand, dropping a few boots on DJ before Steven Rotten comes up behind Carter, and wraps his arm around his neck from behind, dropping back he delivers a perfect reverse DDT! Rotten is up to his feet as soon as he lands the move, dropping a few elbows, that is until DJ somehow makes it to his feet and calmly walks over to Rotten who pays him no attention. DJ stands there for a few moments, clearing his throat, trying to get his attention.]

Taylor – “Why is he waiting?”

Winstock – “I have no idea..”

[DJ clears his throat as loud as he can, then looks over to his Wal*Mart Monkey with a confused look. The WMM tells him to beat the crap out of him, but DJ just taps Rotten on the shoulder as he continually drops boots on Carter.. The fans are slightly laughing as Jones FINALLY grabs the shoulder of Rotten and spins him around! Rotten looks a bit surprised, to which DJ just waves, then kicks him in the gut and pulls him off to his side.. He snaps Rotten up vertically, turns around in the air to show his “great strength” then drops down, bringing Rotten’s head RIGHT into the groin of Carter with a Brainbuster to get all the male fans going “AHHHH”!]

Taylor – “Brainbuster right onto Carter’s groin!”

Winstock – “Ouch.”

[Jones quickly stands up and pulls the near tears Carter up to his feet, and whips him across the ring! Carter goes running with a limp, and comes running back only to meet a MANHATTAN DROP!]

Taylor – “Again, ouch.”

Winstock – “Remember folks, this is elimination rules.”

[Carter’s eyes go even wider as he drops to his knees.. Meanwhile Rotten has made it to the top rope and the fans are cheering for DJ to turn around! Jones finally turns, and once he does off leaps Rotten, extending both feet in the air!]

*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*


[SMACK!]

Taylor – “MISSILE DROP KICK!”

Winstock – “And down goes Jones!”

[Rotten slowly makes it to his feet, and helps Jones up to his, before ducking around behind Jones and wrapping his arms around his waist, he quickly pops his hips and THHHUUDD! Down goes Jones as Rotten nails a perfect belly to back suplex! The fans are booing rather loudly as Rotten stands back to his feet, mocking the crowd.. And as he does, Jason Carter leans against the opposite ropes, and uses them to sling shot him across the ring.. Rotten slowly turns as he hears the on coming person, yet it’s too late to do anything because..]

[SHHHAMMMACCK!]

[OOHH!!]

[BIG BOOT!]

Taylor – “Rotten just got knocked clear out of the ring with that Big Boot!”

Winstock – “I think that not only knocked him out of the ring, but also out of consciousness!”

[Carter nods his head at a down and out Rotten, as his manager Alison checks on him. Carter slowly turns around just as Jones is making it to his feet. Carter calmly, holding his crotch still, walks up behind Jones who is looking around at the crowd for a few, before he finally turns around again, and again is met with trouble as Carter slams a boot into his gut! Jones doubles over instantly, and quickly Carter shoves his head in between his legs.. Carter snaps him up, and holds him there for a few before..]

[THHHUUUDD!]

[..Snapping him down to the canvas for a powerbomb!]

Taylor – “What a’ powerbomb boss!”

Winstock – “He’s not done though!”

[Indeed he isn’t, as he picks Jones back up, still in the power bomb position, and swings him around so he’s laying across his shoulders, facing the ground! Carter walks around the ring for a minute, before standing in the center and swinging Jones around, DROPPING him head first into the mat with an F-5!]

Taylor – “He calls that ‘InSane Intentions’!”

Winstock – “Well it sure was affective, regardless of the intentions!”

Taylor – “Now the cover!”

[ONE!]



[TWO!!]



[THRR-NO! KICKOUTATTHELASTSECOND!]

Winstock – “HE KICKED OUT?!”

Taylor – “Holy crap, I guess he really wants his first win! Ha!”

[Carter angrily shakes his head, and lifts DJ right back up to his feet, going for a closed fist punch, but Jones blocks it! Dragon Jones reaches over and grabs the neck of Carter before dropping down, drilling Carter’s neck RIGHT off his shoulder!]

Winstock – “Shoulder Jawbreaker, or as Jones calls it ‘Fyre Fighter’!”

[The attack staggers Carter long enough for DJ to hook up a Cradle Suplex to the POP of the crowd! He lifts him up!]

Taylor – “Cradle Suplex!”

Winstock – “No, he just went through the legs!”

[TTHHHHAAAUUUDDD!]

Taylor – “PILE DRIVAH! JONSIE CRUSH!”

[Jones quickly locks up an ELEVATED Figure Four leg lock, crossing the arms, while yelling out “TAP PLEASE!”]

Winstock – “Tap Please! That’s one of Jones’s finishing moves!”

Taylor – “But he isn’t taping!”

Winstock – “How long can he hold on?”

[TAP, TAP, TAP!!]

[POPPAGE!]

Unknown Ring Announcer – “Jason Carter has been eliminated.”

Taylor – “Until then, boss!”

Winstock – “Guess so. Here comes Steven Rotten!”

[Indeed, Steven Rotten has slid back in the ring behind Dragon Jones once more as he celebrates the elimination of Jason Carter by jumping up and down with his arms in the air. Rotten slowly approaches Jones from behind as the ref rolls Carter out of the ring.. Once Rotten is near enough, he pulls DJ around and LOW BLOW!]

Taylor – “LOW BLOW! Unseen by the ref because he was helping Carter out of the ring!”

[The ref turns back around, Rotten placing his arm between Jones’s legs and wrapping an arm around his neck he quickly LIFTS Jones up onto his shoulders so, once again, he’s laying across his shoulders facing the mat!]

Winstock – “Death Valley Driver?”

[Rotten, however; takes a few moments too long to deliver the move as Jones slams a couple thumbs into his eyes and drops around behind him! Hooking his leg and neck from behind, Jones lifts Rotten up across HIS shoulders only so Rotten is facing the ceiling! Jones yells “Bye, bye!”]

[THHHAUUUDD!!!]

[MAJOR POPPAGE!]

Taylor – “REVERSE Death Valley Driver!”

Winstock – “And now the roll up!”

[ONE!]


Taylor – “Come on, don’t get beaten by Jones!”


[TTWWOO!]


Winstock – “First win?!”

[THHREEE!!]

[Ding, ding!]

[Double times the POPPAGE!]

Taylor – “How could he lose to a guy like Dragon Jones?!”

Winstock – “Jones picks up his first win here in the CCW in a Triple Threat!”

[Jones is celebrating with the WMM as that weird Blue Man Group song blares over the PA System, slowly the two exit the ring, followed by Steven Rotten with Alison.]

[ The Real Highlight? ]


Winstock- "Appearently the CCW Heavyweight champion requested some air time."

Taylor- "Doesn't he do that every week."

[Blue Smokes Starts to fill The Entrance way When]

Taylor- "That smoke can only mean one thing."

C C W's F I N E S T

##[The Verve]
'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
Your a slave to money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the things meet yeah##

[Emerging From the Blue Smoke in his usually baggy black cargo pants and Black sleeve-less shirt with Blue Strips coming down from the shoulder is "CCW's Finest" Vinny Mara]

##No change, I can't change
I can't change, I can't change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no##

[Vinny slowly makes his way down to the ring looking focused he has the CCW Heavyweight title over his shoulder. An slung over his other shoulder is thin belt. After looking at it we notice it is the NGWA Super J title]

##Well I never pray
But tonight I'm on my knees yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now##

[Vinny Gets Into the ring and looks around at all the people before he gets atop one of the turnbuckles and raising the CCW title belt in one hand and the NGWA Super J title in the other to all the flashing cameras]

##No change, I can't change
I can't change, I can't change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I can't change
I can't change##

Taylor- "THE NGWA SUPER J TITLE ON TALENT"

Winstock- "I wonder why he brought that out here?"

[Farbauti walks over to the side grabing a microphone and walking into the center of the ring.]

Farbauti- "Well look at this.. "

[There is some major popping going on more cause of the title then cause of Vinny]

Farbauti- "Last week I fucked up."



[OHHHHH POP]

Farbauti- "I have come to terms with this though. I let Ty Walker get under my skin and it was a mistake. One I will never make again. So before I get to the trivial business that is Mark Lewis let me adress that other problem"

Farbauti- "Ty Walker, need to come out here and face me in the ring one on one. Ty is one of the only men that has ever beat me that I never could get a win back over. I want my re-match, I want some revenge for what happened last week. The man, Who let me say is a loser cost me a shot at the World title."

[Jeers for Farbauti]

Farbauti- "I know he cost me a shot cause if I was a part of summer games I would have won summer games it is that simple. So what Mr.Walker needs to be doing is coming down to the ring, come up to Canada talk to Justin Williams and lets get this thing signed."

Farbauti- "But as we talk about titles, and such there is one title I would like to have. That would be the one around the waist of Wolf of PNW. Now Wolf might think he is the best cruiserweight in the place but right here I have the proof that infact it is me."

[Vinny pats his the NGWA SUPER J Belt on his shoulder]

Farbauti- "I am the best damn Cruiserweight in the WWA. I am the best Cruiserweight, and I have all the proof I need about that on both of these shoulders. Cause only the greatest Cruiserweight could become the CCW Heavyweight champion"

[Pop for CCW Championship]

Farbauti- "The CCW Heavyweight title that I must defend here tonight against the joke that is Mark Lewis. Does this man not realize that me dealing with the likes of him is belittling to me."

Farbauti- "Does he not realize that he only coming into the ring to get beat on. He is a scarfice to me. There is no way he is walking out of the ring with the belt. Me, and this belt are connected by blood, and due to that we are inseparable. Tonight I am going to show Mark Lewis why not only am I CCW's Finest "

[Insert evil grin here]

Farbauti- "But I am also the HIGH LIGHT!!!"

[ lights then dim out as the slowly turn back on Vinny Mara the man known as Farbauti is vanished from the ring........]

[ Flyweight Semi-Finals: Stephen Greer [CCW] vs. Terrence “Twister” Thompson [NEW] ]


[Both men are already in the ring, eyeing each other carefully while the Unknown Ring Announcer calmly steps into the ring, microphone in hand.]

Unknown Ring Announcer – “Ladies and Gentlemen the next match is the last Semi-Finals match up for the Flyweight tournament, this bout will determine who goes on to face Mr. Rune Archer at CCW’s first ever Pay Per View, Summersault, for the Flyweight championship!”

[Major POPPAGE for the Flyweight belt!]

Unknown Ring Announcer – “Introducing first, he stands at six foot three inches and weights in at 265 pounds.. Please give it up for the “KING OF PAIN”.. STEPHEN.. GREER!”

[POPPITY!]

Unknown Ring Announcer – “And his opponent, he stands at six foot even and weights in at 215 pounds.. Accompanying him to the ring is none other than his manager Dan Pollaski.. He is.. TERRENCE “TWISTER” THOOOOOMPSON!”

[POPPITY TIMES TWO!]

Winstock – “Well both men are very well liked here in the CCW!”

Taylor – “Yeah, though I’m betting the fans want to see their home fed boy advance in the finals!”

[The Unknown Ring Announcer has exited the ring, leaving the ref to ring the bell.]

[Ding, ding!]

Winstock – “And here we go!”

[Twister wastes VERY little time as he sprints forwards as soon as the bell finishes sounding and dives forwards!]


[SMMMACCKK… THUUDD!]

Taylor – “Twister wasted little time in attacking Greer, he just drilled him with a HARD spear and now he’s laying in the punches, boss!”

Winstock – “Twister just speared a guy who out ways him at least by 50 pounds!”

[The fans are cheering loudly as Twister drops the punches on Greer, soon he stops however, and pulls Greer up by his side, only to snap back and DROP Greer directly on his head with a quick DDT! Twister instantly shoots back up to his feet and drops the boots right in Greer’s face! The fans are cheering like wild as Twister pulls Greer back up to his feet, and whips him across the ring to the opposite ropes! Greer hits them hard, and comes flying back with Twister doubled over, going for a back body drop.. But Greer wisely leaps OVER Twister, and comes around behind him, letting Twister stand up before he wraps his arms around his hips from behind and pops those hips like a mofo! Lifting Twister clear..]

Taylor – “UPPPP!”


[THUUUDD!]

[OHH!]

Winstock – “And emphatically OVER! What a nice Release German Suplex that was!”

[Twister is sprawled out on his stomach on the canvas as Greer makes his way to his feet, he helps Twister to his once he reaches him, and grabs the arm of Thompson before whipping him clear across the ring, and back first into the turn buckle! Twister stays there, while Greer backs up into the opposite corner, then comes charging at full speed with a loud yell he slams BELLY TO BELLY into Twister with a hard, hard, hard running body splash!]

Taylor – “What power!”

[Greer backs up a little bit, as Twister staggers out, right into the arms of Greer! From here Greer wraps his arms back around the waist of Twister, popping his hips once more he throws him clear over his head, letting him DROP onto the canvas with a nice looking Belly to Belly suplex! With Twister now practically out of it.. Greer sees fit to scale the ropes with his back to Twister!]

[POPPITY FOR THE TOPPITY!]

Winstock – “Greer is going up top.”

Taylor – “Indeed he is.”

[Once Greer is crouched down on the top rope, he stands to his feet albeit wobbly. But suddenly he pushes off with his legs and goes flying back into the air to the delight of the many cameras in attendance!]


*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*



[…He’s still in the air..]


[…Still…]



[…But good ol’ Twister rolls clear out of the way at the height of Greer’s back flip!]


[..Doesn’t look good for him, but he’s still in the air..]



[..Wait for it…]

Winstock – “OOOHHHH…”


[..NOW!!]


[THHHAAAAUUUUDDD!!]


[DDDEEEEAAMMMNNN POP!]

Taylor – “Twister rolled out of the way of Greer’s Moonsault, boss!”

Winstock – “Unbelievable at the hang time Greer got!”

Taylor – “No doubt!”

[Greer, to say the least, is completely out of it, laying on his stomach with his head down. Mean while, Twister is climbing up to all fours, then up to his feet to the electric POP of the crowd. Twister nods his head to himself as he walks over to Greer, and rolls him over, going for the cover as he hooks the leg!]

Winstock – “Could be over with this cover!”

[ONE!]

Taylor – “The match has barley even started and what a match it has been!”



[TWOOO!]


Winstock – “Is Twister advancing to the finals?!”



[THHHHHHHHAAAARRRRR---NOOOO!!! HE FUGGIN’ KICKED OUT, MOFO!]

[POPPAGE!]

Taylor – “Unbelievable!”

Winstock – “Greer says no!”

[Twister sits up on his knees to think for a split second, before he pulls Greer up to his feet, giving him hard left’s and right’s which only drive the bigger man back into the ropes. Twister pushes Greer into the ropes more, then sling shots him across the ring.. Soon the two meet back up in the middle to which Twister quickly spins around and lifts up his leg! SPINNING HEEL KICK! NO! Greer quickly ducks underneath and as soon as Twister turns back around, kick to the gut! He pulls him in, and then just as quickly snaps him up onto his shoulders…]


[THUUUUDD!]

[OOOHH!]

Taylor – “SIT OUT POWER BOMB FROM NOWHERE!”

Winstock – “And now both men are down!”

[Indeed they are, the ref trying to wake them up by slapping their faces lightly..]

Taylor – “Who ever wins this bout advances to face Archer at Summersault..”

Winstock – “And no matter who wins this one, what an end it’ll be to what has been an exciting, sixteen man, one month tournament!”

[Soon the ref has Twister using the ropes to sit up, and Greer on his hands and knees, the fans cheering loudly, one half of the arena..]


[KING OF PAIN][KING OF PAIN]
[KING OF PAIN][KING OF PAIN]


[The other half?]


[LET’S GO TWISTER!] [CLAP, CLAP, CLAPCLAPCLAP]
[LET’S GO TWISTER!][CLAP, CLAP, CLAPCLAPCLAP!]


Taylor – “Listen to these chants b’y!”

[Pretty soon, to the urge of the crowd, both men stagger to their feet, with Twister holding onto the ropes and Greer’s back to him.. Soon Greer turns around, walking forwards just as Twister leaps forwards, extending his boot out!]


[SHHHAAAMMAACK!]

[OOHHH!]

Winstock – “MY GOD WHAT A SUPER KICK STRAIGHT TO THE JAW!”

Taylor – “He nearly beheaded the King of Pain!”

Winstock – “He calls that move ‘Sparkstarter’, and sure as hell was effected!”

[Twister drops down on Greer, again going for the cover.]

Taylor – “Cover!”

[ONE!]


[TWOO!!]

Winstock – “Could be it!”



[THHHRRRR-NO!!]

Taylor – “How in the hell?!”

[POP]

[Twister looks a little confused, but he pulls Greer up to his feet none the less, and whips Greer clear across the ring into the turnbuckles, to which Greer hits hard. Twister comes charging it, hitting a hard Shoulder Tackle before thrusting many of shoulders into the gut of Greer to double him over.. Twister grabs Greer, and though it’s kind of difficult, lifts him up in a sitting position on the top rope.]

Winstock – “Looks like Twister wants to take this to the top.”

Taylor – “Looks like all these fans want him to take it to the top as well!”

[Twister slowly follows suit, stepping up onto the second rope while dropping a few fists into the face of Greer. Soon both Greer and Twister are standing, wobbling about, on the top rope, with Greer’s head under Twisters arm in a suplex position, and with the fans standing to their feet in mad anticipation!]

Winstock – “Possible superplex coming up?”

[Suddenly Greer realizes where he is and starts punching like crazy into the gut of Twister, which eventually makes him remove the arm! Greer tries to push Twister off, however a hard, HARD uppercut from Twister leaves Greer dazed, long enough for Terrence to grab the head of the bigger man, Twister quickly turns to the side and jumps backwards, dragging him through the air!]



*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*



Taylor – “IINNNCOMMMINGG!!!”


[CCCCLLLAANNNGGGGG/SMMMACCCKKK!!]

Winstock – “HEAD ON COLLISION!”

[Or for those unaware, an X-Factor.]

Taylor – “Make that a SUPER HEAD ON COLLISION TO THE OUTSIDE BOSS!”



[OH MY GOD][OH MY GOD][OH MY GOD]
[OH MY GOD][OH MY GOD][OH MY GOD]
[OH MY GOD][OH MY GOD][OH MY GOD]
[OH MY GOD][OH MY GOD][OH MY GOD]



Winstock – “Man, they landed RIGHT onto that steel ramp way which is connected to the ring!”

Taylor – “They have both GOT to be out of this one boss..”

Winstock – “All for the fans, and all to advance to the finals, folks.”

[Soon the chants starts back up again, one half chanting Greer, who took the worst of it by getting his head drilled from about fifteen feet in the air on to pure steel, and one half chanting on Twister, who delivered the beautiful move.]


[KING OF PAIN][KING OF PAIN]
[KING OF PAIN][KING OF PAIN]
[KING OF PAIN][KING OF PAIN]



[LET’S GO TWISTER!] [CLAP, CLAP, CLAPCLAPCLAP]
[LET’S GO TWISTER!][CLAP, CLAP, CLAPCLAPCLAP!]
[LET’S GO TWISTER!][CLAP, CLAP, CLAPCLAPCLAP!]


Taylor – “Looks like Twister is just now stirring boss!”

Winstock – “Greer took the worst of it, no surprise to see Twister move first!”

[Terrence is undoubtedly holding his rear as he rolls to all fours, Stephen still face down on the steel.]

Taylor – “Man, talk about knowing how to fall? I don’t see how you could know how to fall from fifteen feet in the air, head first on a steel ramp way.”

Winstock – “Ain’t that the truth.”

[Slowly, the chants are still going, Greer rolls over onto his back while the ref checks on him. Twister has rolled, somehow, back in the ring and is leaning against the ropes while Dan checks up on him.]

Taylor – “The ref is checking on Greer, Twister being checked on by Pollaski.”

Winstock – “And the chants are continuing..”

[It’s not long after that the ref helps Greer to his feet to a massive POP from the crowd.]

[Twister just smirks as he sees Greer is up.. tough SOB.]

Taylor – “And now Greer has rolled back in the ring, along with the ref. Time to get this back under way!”

[Dan gets down from the apron as Twister and Greer stare at each other intently.. Suddenly Greer sprints to Twister, who, in one fluid motion, takes Stephen down to the mat with an arm drag. Both stand, though tired, and again Greer charges, and again he gets taken down with a nice arm drag.]

Winstock – “Remember both these men met up in the King of the Death Match tournament in Nevada, Greer coming out the victor in that one… Can Twister pull it out here in the CCW?”

[Greer charges once more, only this time instead of receiving an arm drag, he receives a hard boot to the gut..]


[TWWIIISSTTT OF FFFFATTTEEE!]



[POP POP POP POPPITY POP POP POP!]

Taylor – “#38 SPECIAL!!”

Winstock – “The fans are loving this!”

[MAJOR POPPAGE!]

Taylor – “He’s motioning up top, boss!!”

[Indeed, much to the delight of the crowd! Twister sprints across the ring, scaling the ropes as fast as humanly possible.. Soon he stands looking down on Greer who is in the center of the ring, the fans on their feet once more.]

Winstock – “Time for Twister to deliver!”


[.. He leaps..]

*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*



[.. Man these guys got hops..]

*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*



[..He flips not once.. Not twice.. But three friggin’ times!..]

*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH*FLASH



[..Want this hang time to end?…]

Winstock – “OOOOOHHH!!!!”


[..Wish… Granted.]


[SHHHAAMMAACCKKK… THUUDDD!!!]

[HUGE MOTHER FUGGIN’ POPPAGE!]

Taylor – “450 HEAD BUTT!!”

Winstock – “HE CALLS IT ‘BLACK FLAG’”

Taylor – “Look at the fans, they are jumpin’ on their feet!”

Winstock – “And now they’re counting along, the cover!”

[ONE!]


[TWOO!]


[THRREEE!!]

[Ding, Ding!]

Unknown Ring Announcer – “Here is your winner, and Rune Archer’s opponent for the finals of the Flyweight tournament.. TERRENCE.. “TWISTER”.. THOMPSON!”

[POPPITY!]

Taylor – “Well he isn’t a CCW guy, but the reaction the fans are giving him it sure seems like it!”

Winstock – “Hell of a fight, and you got to give your hats off to Greer as well because he’s one tough SOB.”

[Both Twister and Dan are raising their arms in the air as they exit the ring to the loud roar of the crowd, and slip in the back.. The ref helps Greer to his feet, but Stephen pushes the ref away, and drops to the mat, rolling out of the ring and staggering up the ramp way, also to the roar of the crowd.]

[ Live in... PNW? ]


[Upon the video tron we cut to a live feed, reading "PNW" at the bottom as we see Tommy Drake, standing in the ring. He's decked out in a backwards "Bass Pro Shop" baseball hat, is shirtless, khaki's jean shorts and some spiffy K-Swiss shoes. He grins as the PNW cheers him. He holds tightly in his grip a microphone.]

Taylor: Bout time Tommy showed his true colors. He's been with PNW all along.

Winstock: I somehow doubt it.

[Drake begins to speak.]

Tommy: "WASSSSUUUUP PORTLAAAAND!!!"

[Crowd pops loudly for the CCW superstar as he grins, rubbing his clean shaved chin and paces about the ring.]

Tommy: "And to my crew back home, WASSSSSUUUUP ONTAAAARIO!"

[Live Talent crowd cheer loudly for T.Drake over the big screen.]

Tommy: "First off I'm glad I finally got some shit of my chest and out of my way. Now you see folks, I'm here in Portland to get a certain man's attention. He goes by the name of Wolf, and he holds the WWA Cruiserweight championship."

[Portland crowd cheer for their champion, showing loyalty.]

Tommy:"But with enough idle game I'm here to prove I'm the best. I'll take on all challengers, and put their claims to rest!"

[Both crowd cheering, Tommy obviously getting into his slowly becoming famous rap talents.]

Tommy: "Wolf's a dime a dozen.
I know you hate to admit it's fact.
Even his hillbilly cousin...
Admits that his game is whack!"

[A lot of boo's from the Portland crowd, yet some changing to cheers, the CCW crowd cheering loudly.]

Tommy:"I've been long gone and out and of the race.
I cannot deny that!
In the ring T Drake has got the grace!
While Wolf is just plain fat!"

[The PNW crowd is getting won over as CCW cheers wildly.]

Tommy:"Now Wolf this isn't an issue.
I only want your belt.
Vinny's running after yeah.
While your wish your prancing in a kelt.

I'll end on a good note.
Just so Wolvey can call you bub.
If your in my boat
Chant Cee Cee DUB!"

[PNW reluctantly chants "CEE CEE DUB! CEE CEE DUB!" While over in Owen Sound, the Crowd is balistically chanting "CEE CEEE DUB! CEE CEE DUB! CEE CEE DUB!" As Tommy Drake bows, dropping the mic as he slips out of the ring in a mad dash through the crowd, as Security finally show up, giving him chase.]

[ Commericial ]


Voice Over – “Champions will be crowned..”

[A shot of Rune Archer locking on a painful submission, a shot of Twister hitting the #38 Special.]

Voice Over – “Men will bleed and cry..”

[A shot of a bloody Jonathan Cross rolling out of the wreckage from a crucifix power bomb he just delivered off the stage through a table on to Switch, shot of Switch laying motionless, also bloody.]

Voice Over – “The stakes WILL be raised..”

[Shot of Mike Sloan being raised on the cross with the intials of CoM on his chest..]

Voice Over – “All to make the CCW that much better, all for the glory that is..”

[The letters pop up, one after another eventually spelling out the words “SUMMERSAULT” in red fiery letters..]

Voice Over – “Summersault, CCW first ever Pay-Per-View extravaganza! Order now!”

[Suddenly the word SUMMERSAULT gets broken in half like a table as a man lands across it with a moonsault, the scene fading to black.]

[ Tag Match: Brain Power vs. Canada’s Most Wanted ]


["Hazy Shade of Winter" by Simon and Garfunkle plays. The Book Worm comes out holding a book under one arm, he stands at the top of the ramp and points to the ring, DR SAS appears behind him and put's his hand on his shoulders. The two walk down to the ring in determined style nodding their heads before sliding into the ring.]

Winstock – “Well, here’s a tag we haven’t seen in a while.”

Taylor – “Yeah, wonder why..”

[The lights dim as Nickelback's "Breathe" kicks in with it's heavy guitar riff.]

#Two men
#They started walking
#Started talking bout better days
#One says to the other
#We do it all again
#Seems I knew I would

[Fog begins to roll out from underneath the curtan as a solo stobe light flashes at the entry way.]

#And now I found it
#Found I got it
#I didn't want this

[A huge dose of heel heat rings out, as two figures can be seen just in front of the curtian. Bathed in the Strobe light.]

#Somebody help me see
#Now I feel it
#Feel like I've been there
#I didn't need this
#Somebody help me breathe

["Ultra Violent" Axel Blackwood is the first one to step forward. His right arm is thrust towards the sky, in his clentched fist a singapore cane. His white "Hi I'm Psycho! What's your name?" T-Shirt Glows in the blacklight as we awaits his partner in crime.]

#Here we are again
#Just face to facing
#Each other another day
#Who wins
#Well who cares
#It always ends up the same
#Seems I knew I would

[To another chorus of boo's, as out steps "The Natural" Brandon Case. He's dressed in his usual black and purple tights with "The Natural" on the back, and down the legs, black wrestling boots with kickpads, a essintial part of his arsenal dating back to his short stint in Japan. His blonde hair is wet and stringy and hiding his facial features. He steps a bit forward, thrusting his right fist into the air. As more boo's ring out through the CCW Arena.]

And now I found it
Found I got it
I didn't want this
Somebody help me see
And now I feel it
Feel that I've been there
I didn't need this

[Both men make there way down the ramp. Exchanging words with the fans that line the ramp. But yet both men have there attentions foward. Heading to the ring with purpose.]

#Would Somebody help me stand
#And now I've told them
#Already warned them
#I didn't want this
#Somebody help me breathe

[Both men duck under the second rope and hop into the ring. Each man taking turns getting up on the top turnbuckle. With Axel waving his sigapore cane at the crowd in rage. In the opposite corner "The Natural" is a top a turn buckle blowing kisses to the ladies and letting everyone know exactly who is number one.]

#And now I found it
#Found I got it
I# didn't want this
#Somebody help me see
#Now I feel it
#Feel that I've been there
#I didn't need this

[Both men finish taunting the crowd before hopping down. And waiting for there opposition to arrive.]

#Somebody help me stand
#And now I've told them
#I didn't want this
#I didn't need this
#Would somebody help me breathe
#Would somebody help me breathe
#Would somebody help me?

Winstock – “And here’s the ever popular Canada’s Most Wanted.”

Taylor – “Actually I don’t think Canada wants them.. I think they want Brain Power or Snap Shot more, boss.”

[The Unknown Ring Announcer enters the ring, microphone in hand.]

Unknown Ring Announcer – “Ladies and Gentlemen this next match is a Tag Team Match, and like all Tag Team matches in the CCW it is elimination rules.”

[A small POP follows.]

Unknown Ring Announcer – “Introducing first, combining for 478 pounds.. They are the tag team of the Book Worm and Dr. SAS, they are.. BRAIN POWER!”

[Cheers and Jeers!]

Unknown Ring Announcer – “And their opponents, they combine for 431 pounds.. They are the tag team of "Ultra Violent" Axel Blackwood and "The Natural" Brandon Chase, Ladies and Gentlemen they are.. CANADA’S.. MOST… WANTED!”

[PURE JEERS!]

[Each team is on their own sides, CMW closest to the ramp as the Unknown Ring Announcer exits the ring and the ref sounds the bell.]

[Ding, ding!]

Winstock – “Well it looks like it’s going to be Book Worm and Brandon Chase to start us off.”

[Both Book Worm and Brandon Chase eye each other intently before side stepping around each other, walking in a circle around the middle of the ring. Suddenly both men shoot into the center, locking it up. Quickly the Book Worm spins around behind Chase, with his arms wrapped around his waist he quickly pops his hips lifting Chase UP and OVER! But to the slight POP of the crowd, Chase flips over in mid-air out of the Belly to Back suplex and lands hard on his feet!]

Taylor – “What a reversal.”

[Book Worm stands to his feet, and turns around to be met with a HARD spinning back fist strike right to the temple! Needless to the say the attack staggers Book Worm long enough for Chase to leap into the air, and slam his foot out, smacking it RIGHT into Book Worms face, and knocking him down onto the mat with a leaping super kick! Quickly Chase lands on his feet, and spins around. He leaps into the air, flipping over in mid-air going for a Standing Moonsault, but hits NOTHING but canvas as the Book Worm surprisingly rolls out of the way!]

Winstock – “Both men matching up…”

[Chase slowly climbs to his feet, holding his mid-section as he does so, his back is to the Book Worm. Book Worm takes quick advantage of this, shooting in to the side of Chase he wraps his arms around his hips, and once again pops them, throwing Chase over his head and down onto the canvas with a hard Standing Side Suplex!]

[POPPITY]

[Book Worm throws down a few boots on the head of Chase, before grabbing his leg and dragging him over to Brain Power’s corner where he and Dr. SAS tag.]

[TAG, Dr. SAS]

Taylor – “First tag of the night, and here comes Dr. SAS.”

[Brain Power takes the opportunity however to get in a tag team move, as Book Worm lifts Chase up in a German Suplex, Dr. SAS is quick to leap into the air and hit a pump kick! Book Worm finishes the suplex, dropping Chase right on his neck!]

[THHAUUDD]

Winstock – “Nice show of team work here by Brain Power in the early going.”

[The ref forces Book Worm out of the ring by this point, leaving Dr. SAS with Chase. Chase looks out of it as Dr. SAS grabs him by the head pulls him to his feet, only to slam a huge elbow right across his face to drop him back to his knees! Chase holds his face, now on all fours in the center of the ring as Dr. SAS takes a few quick steps up and SHHHAAAMACCK! Slams a boot RIGHT into his mid-section to flip the smaller man over, yelling in agony.]

Taylor – “Dr. SAS is just a friggin’ power house boss!”

[With Chase now on his back, Dr. SAS leaps up into the air, extending his elbow as he comes down..]


[THHUUUDDD!!]

[OHH!]

Winstock – “And SAS cannot connect as Chase rolled out of the way!”

[Chase uses the ropes to stand to his feet, where he staggers forwards and leaps into the air once more, this time flipping forwards, and dropping a leg RIGHT across the neck of Dr. SAS with a flipping leg drop to get the fans to POP for the awesome move! Dr. SAS clutches his throat as Chase staggers back up to his feet, and falls forwards tagging in Blackwood!]

[TAG, Blackwood]

[Blackwood is quick to get in the ring, pulling Chase up to his feet they both walk to Dr. SAS and pull him up, ready to use a double team move Blackwood locks on a Double Chicken Wing, and lifts him up for a suplex, while at the same time Chase leaps up and..]


[SHHAAMMACK!]

[Flying heel kick!]


[THHUUDDD!]

[Double Chicken Wing Suplex!]

[JEERS!]

Taylor – “Neither team hesitant to work their double team moves, I like it!”

[Blackwood, with a smirk pulls SAS up to his feet, and whips him across the ring to the opposite ropes while he himself runs over to the nearest ropes and rebounds off of them. SAS comes flying back off the rebound, as does Blackwood and both meet in the center of the ring, as Blackwood pulls up his boot and SMMACCK! Slams it right across the face of SAS to knock him down to the mat with a Big Boot!]

Winstock – “Man, that could have beheaded SAS.”

Taylor – “Could of, but it didn’t, boss.”

[Blackwood, still smirking, pulls a staggering SAS up to his feet, but SAS falls to his knees. Blackwood reaches down and plain out SLAPS the taste out of SAS’s mouth as he stands there in front of Blackwood on his knees.. SAS’s eyes widen as the crowd sends out a few jeers, Blackwood sends his hand down once more for a slap but this time, this time SAS leaps up from his knees, and wraps his arms around the waist of Axel, driving him all the back into the nearest turnbuckle with such power it shakes the entire ring!]

Winstock – “Wow!”

Taylor – “I guess that slap woke him up!”

[SAS starts laying it now, slamming lefts and rights of forearms across the face of Blackwood with such ease it looks like child’s play! Finally, after giving one last crushing forearm followed quickly by an elbow across the face, SAS steps out of the corner, allowing a bloody nosed Blackwood to stumble out right into the arms of the waiting SAS! SAS wraps his arms around the waist of Blackwood, and easily pops his hips..]

Winstock – “UP!”

Taylor – “And OVER!”

[THHUUDD!]

[BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!]

[POPPAGE!!]

[SAS climbs back to his feet, and walks calmly over to Chase who eyes him carefully. SAS yells something about a platypus, before punching, and not surprisingly, knocking Chase clear off the apron to the floor below! SAS walks back over to Blackwood who is on his hands and knees and starts kicking him with quick, yet less hard kicks to the gut before Blackwood staggers to his feet and..]

[SHHHAAAMMACCCKK!]

[OOHH!!]

Winstock – “Round house kick to the jaw!

[The ref suddenly shoots over to CMW’s side of the ring, as Chase is trying to slide in to get some payback, it is now that SAS calls for Book Worm who makes his way into the ring. The two converse for a second before, to the surprise of the crowd, SAS sticks Book’s head between his legs and snaps him onto his shoulders in a powerbomb position!]

Taylor – “What the? Is he attacking his own team member?!”

[SAS quickly snaps Book Worm down..]


[SMMACCKKKK!]


[OOOOOHHH!!]

Winstock – “NO! He didn’t attack his team member, it was a double team move and an innovative one at that!”

Taylor – “He just freakin’ power bombed the Book Worm right across Blackwood!”

[Book Worm, holding his back, stands to his feet and slides out of the ring, ducking down he runs around to the side of CMW as the ref turns around to find SAS covering Blackwood!]

Winstock – “The Cover!”

[ONEE!]


Taylor – “Here comes Chase!”


[TWOOO!!]


Winstock – “BOOK WORM! BOOK WORM JUST TRIPPED CHASE UP!”


[THRREEE!!]

Unknown Ring Announcer – “Axel Blackwood has been eliminated.”

[PPPPOPPP!!]

Taylor – “Book Worm prevented Chase from breaking it up by tripping him up! That’s why they are called BRAIN Power, b’y!”

[Chase, who only made it as far as a step into the ring, slowly climbs to his feet to be face to face with BOTH members of Brain Power. Chase looks from one to another, shaking his head as the fans cheer.. Chase suddenly shoots out, slamming a forearm RIGHT across the face of SAS! But Book Worm is immediately on him, wrapping him up in a Cobra Clutch hold!]

[POPPAGE!]

Winstock – “Look at Chase squirm!”

[Book Worm suddenly lets go, dropping Chase to his knees as SAS steps up and pulls his head in between his legs, where he hooks both arms, lifts him up and flips him over sending him down to the mat with a loud THHUUDD!]

Taylor – “Double Underhook Powerbomb!”

Winstock – “Not over yet!”

[Indeed he’s not, SAS quickly pulls Chase back up in the Underhook position, lifting him high into the air as he flips him over, Book Worm leaps into the air and DROPS a leg right across the throat of Chase from the second rope as SAS slams him back down on to the mat with another hard Double Underhook Powerbomb!]

Taylor – “Book Worm just added a leg drop to those consecutive Double Underhook Powerbombs!”

Winstock – “Minus the leg drop, Dr. SAS calls that move ‘Subliminal Torture’!”

Taylor – “Now the cover!”

[ONE!]

[TWWO!]



[THREE!!]

[Ding, ding!]

Winstock – “A successful return to CCW television for Brain Power!”

Taylor – “What a match! I think CMW came in as the favorites to win, but Brain Power pulled it out with ease, showing the whole CCW they are contenders, b’y!”

[Brain Power’s music starts back up as they hold their hands up in victory, kicking Chase out of the ring while Blackwood grabs him and the two stagger up the ramp. Eventually Brain Power exits the ring as well.]

[ Coincidence? ]


[Demise begins his walk towards the entrance ramp... passing by 'The Highlight' Mark Lewis, as he goes. Lewis is seen carrying a few magazines under his arm... as Demise eyes him intently... putting two and two together.]

[ Go Fish! ]


[Cut to the back where we find CCW's newest hire and most lackidazical super duper star to ever run through the WWA...]

[Ty Walker.]

[He's set at a table in one of the dressing rooms with a small group of CCW employees who probably should be working, but are sitting around the table with Walker none the less. The group of people are all watching a monitor which is playing live broadcast of tonight's event and are playing some sort of card game.]

Walker - Go Fish!

[Rrrright... It should be noted that they are playing for Monopoly money which can be told by the large pile of multicolored paper and the face of the Monopoly dude on them.]

*Knock, Knock, Knocking at the door*

Walker - Come in!

[In walks another CCW employee, Jamie Jeffords with mic in hand and a camera guy in toe. Walker looks up and over and sighs slightly in annoyance. Apparently playing Go Fish for fake money is a full time job that requires his complete attention.]

Walker - The hell you want?

Jeffords - Well I thought...

[Walker sneers at him.]

Walker - Yeah you thought, thought wrong probably. Listen up people, I'm here in CCW because I have nothing better to do with my time. I don't care about CCW or it's champion, Vinny Viper or whatever, CCW's Finest my ass.

[Smirk.]

Walker - Now I'm sure you're wanting to know what my intentions are...

Jeffords - Well, yes...

Walker - Shutup...whoever you are.

Jeffords - I'm Jami...

Walker - Dude, what part of shutup didn't you get? Heh. As far as my intentions go, why am I here, what do I want and all of that.

[Shrug.]

Walker - Hell if I know, I'm just going to do whatever I want, whenever I want and if I happen to trample on anyones feelings in the process.......

[Long pause.]

Walker - Fuck'em, I'll do it anyway, because I can.

[Walker simply turns his attention back to the game of Go Fish going on and ignores Jeffords.]

[Cut back.]

[ Pre-Main Event: "The Dark Horse" Mike Sloan versus Demise ]


Unknown Ring Annoncer - "Ladies and gentlmen... the following contest is the Pre-Main Event of tonight, and will end after one fall or submission!"

[The lights in the arena go out, as The Dwarve's "Unrepentant" blares over the loudspeakers. Red flames burst forth from the entranceway, silhouetting Demise behind their intense light. The crowd has a mixed reaction to the appearance of the superstar, but all eyes are transfixed on him as he walks to the ring. He carries a confident smirk, as he watches his opponent in the ring, paying no attention to the red fires dying down around him. Sliding under the bottom rope, he kips up to his feet, and points at his opponent... before dragging that same finger across his own neck, in a menacing fashion.]

Winstock - "There's Demise... wha ta dark fellow."

Taylor - "I really hope Demise makes 'Team CCW.' I love Demise."

Winstock - "Heh, that's up to Mike Sloan."

[The lights shine down from the rafters onto a figure draped in all black. His head is aimed towards his feet and his breathing is shallow.]

Walking.
Waiting.
Alone without a care.
Hoping.
Hating.
Things that I can't bear.


[He slowly takes his steps to the ring, never letting his eyes move off of his feet. The crowd is silent, they are watching this figure in black carefully, studying every movement he makes to the steps of the arena. He pauses at the bottom of the steps.]

Did you think it's cool.
To walk right up.
And take my life.
And fuck it up.
Well did you?


[His head raises from his feet. The black hood falls to his shoulders.]

I see hell in your eyes.
Taken in by surprise.
Touching you makes me feel alive.
Touching you makes me die inside.


[The crowd shows their devotion to the Dark Horse and a sickening smile explodes onto his face. His blue eyes bring in the memories of his last dance in the squared circle and how he loved every painful moment of it.]

Walking.
Waiting Alone without a care.
Hoping.
Hating.
Things that I can't bear.


[Something has changed on the Dark Horse, no nothing that has to deal with another branding scar, but his hair has grown to where it was in his rookie year..When the lights hit his hair it turns from black to a bluish color. The crowd erupts.]

Did you think it's cool.
To walk right up.
nd take my life.
And fuck it up.
Well did you?.


[He ducks underneath the mid-rope and steps into the ring.]

I hate you.
I see hell in your eyes.
Taken in by surprise.
Touching you makes me feel alive.
Touching you makes me die inside.


[His smile disperses back to the grim valleys that it arose from. His eyes are locked across the ring at the entrance.]

I've slept so long without you.
It's tearing me apart too.
How'd it get this far.
Playing games with this old heart.
I've killed a million petty souls.
But I couldn't kill you.


[He pulls the robe over his head. His body is more toned and cut than what it was before he left you the last time. His arms are almost twice the size and his neck looks like a flared cobra.]

I've slept so long without you.
I see hell in your eyes.
Taken in by surprise.
Touching you makes me feel alive.
Touching you made me die inside.


Winstock - "And there's Mike Sloan... the man who has been given permission to HAND-PICK 'Team CCW.' Now, I know Mike Sloan is a big talent... an amazing wrestler... but honestly, did Justin Williams do the right thing when he told Sloan that he could hand-pick 'Team CCW?'"

Taylor - "I feel Williams did to the right thing, yes... Mike Sloan may be the biggest name in CCW, and he's definatly one of the biggest names in the World Wrestling Alliance. So with that being said, why shouldn' t Mike Sloan be able to hand-pick 'Team CCW?'"

Unknown Ring Annoncer - "Introducing first... weighting in at 276 pounds and standing at six-foot-eight. He hails from Pittsburgh, PA, USA... he is DEMISE!!!"

Taylor - "Whoo!"

Unknown Ring Annoncer - "And his opponent... he weights in at 250 pounds and stands at six-foot-five. He hails from Gulf Shore, Alabama, USA... he is 'THE DARK HORSE,' MIKE SLOAN!!!"

[Ding, ding!

Sloan and Demise charge at each other in the middle of the right and Sloan goes for a Clothesline right away, but Demise ducks under and comes up from behind with a waist lock. Sloan nails a few side elbow strikes to the face of Demise, making him let go of the hold. Sloan turns around and grabs the hand of Demise, throwing him into the ropes. Demise comes back and Sloan ducks a Clothesline, and Demise keeps running to the ropes as Sloan charges...]

__W H A M ! ! !__


Winstock - "HOLY! Sloan _kills_ Demise with a running Clothesline! He damn near took his head off!"

Taylor - "Pretty sick, b'y. I bet Demise will be feeling that for a long while."

Winstock - "You got that right."

[Sloan walks over and stomps on Demise's nec ka few times, then lifts Demise to his feet, and hooks him for a DDT. Sloan then slowly makes Demise spin with him, then drops him down with a snap Neckbreaker on the back of the neck.]

Winstock - "Well, it seems like Sloan is going to work on the neck of Demise."

Taylor - "Smart move."

[Sloan gets up only to drop an Elbow Drop across the neck of Demise. Sloan stays on his side, driving his elbow into the neck of Demise. The referee pushes Sloan away, but Sloan gets up and pushes the referee down, to a course of jeers.]

Winstock - "Come on, you can't do that to a ref!"

[The referee yells something as Sloan but "The Dark Horse" simply grins and laughs it off, turning around to face Demise who is now at his feet.]

Winstock - "Demise trying to fight back!"

[Demise nails some boots and punches to the gut, as Sloan doubles over .Demise makes him stand up straight, and then nails a chop against the chest.]

"WHOOOOOOOO!" Screams the CCW crowd!

[Demise backs Sloan into the corner, and nails another.]

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

[And another.]

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

[And he keeps 'em comin'.]

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

Taylor - "Oh my JESUS!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

[The crowd cheers on Demise as he just _UNLOADS_ with chops on the legend, Mike Sloan.]

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

[Sloan ducks one, and nails the _STIFFEST_ right hand you've ever seen in your life! Sending Demise over the top rope, to land on the ground on the outside. The crowd is buzzin', eating this up.]

Taylor - "What a fall!"

[Sloan gets to the outside, and lifts Demise to his feet, then throws him over the guard rail, following suit.]

Winstock - "What in the World is Sloan doing?"

Taylor - "No count out's in CCW..."

[Sloan nails a forearm to the back of Demise, and Demise falls onto his back. Sloan pushes a fan off his chair, then grabs the steel folding chair, snapping it shut.]

Winstock - "Oh no! Sloan has a chair!"

[The referee grabs the chair away from Sloan, and Sloan turns around and yells at him.]

Taylor - "Nice job by the ref."

[Sloan yells some more, then grabs the chair away, and pushs the referee away as Demise gets to his feet. Sloan turns around and notices, then swings...]


__ B A N G ! ! !__


[... _slamming_ the steel chair over the face of Demise!]

Winstock - "That's it! He's gotta be DQ'ed!"

[The referee doesn't call for the bell -- he didn't see it, he was getting up.

Sloan lifts up Demise and walks back to the guard rail, throwing him over. Sloan steps over it then bends down to pick up Demise, then tosses him into the ring under the bottom rope.]

Taylor - "This isn't a wrestling match..."

[Sloan picks up Demise and throws him into the turnbuckle back-first, then nails some stiff chops to the chets.]

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

[Payback!]

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

Taylor - "HOLY! Look at the chest of Demise!"

Winstock - "Pure red!"

Taylor - "Wait, that's blood! From his forehead! Sloan busted him open!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

"WHOOOOOOOO!"

[Sloan throws Demise into the mat, face-first. Then he exits the ring, and walks up the ramp.]

Winstock - "Where in the World is Sloan going? He's in a match right now!"

[EMT's rush past Sloan, who is walking up the ramp, and checks on the fallen and bleeding Demise.]

Winstock - "Maybe Sloan just wanted to hurt Demise, then he left."

Taylor - "I never want to see matches end like this... but in this case, I'm happy it's over. It wasn't even a wrestling match."

[Demise is laying on the mat, not moving, bleeding like a cow.]

Winstock - "I can't believe the actions of Mike Sloan..."

[Mike Sloan starts walking down towards the ring again...]

Taylor - "Damn! He's coming back! Mike Sloan is coming back, and look when he has in his hands!"

[... Razer Wire and a bottle gasoline.]

Winstock - "Get him the f[bleep]k outta here!!!"

[Sloan slides into the ring, and the EMT's crowd around Demise.]

Taylor - "CCW Security! We need it!"

[Sloan starts kicking some EMT's outta the way, and even cuts one with the Razer Wire across the chest. This causes them to clear the ring, leaving the lifeless Demise.]

Winstock - "That sick-o is in the ring with Demise!"

[Sloan lifts up Demise and throws him into the turnbuckle. Sloan wraps the Razer Wire around his head, then reaches into his boot, pulling out a short rope. He tires the rope around the Razer Wire, then pulls on the rope, making Demise fly into the ring, the Razer Wire digging into his neck.]

Winstock - "OH MY GOD! Zoom out, zoom out! Seriously, zoom the f[bleep]k out!"

[The caamera zooms out, and now we can't really see what Sloan is doing. However, we can see that he is opening the bottle of gasoline. CCW Security flood the ring, getting in all over but Sloan threatens them with... a flame of some sort, from some sort of mechine.]

Taylor - "This is sick! We can't air this! Someone get Sloan outta this BUILDING!"

[More security comes down as Sloan socks Demise in the gasoline, as well as doing him best to keep people outta the ring.]

Winstock - "COMMERICAL BREAK, NOW!"

[ Commercial ]


[The scene is of various men summersaulting and flipping off of various high object, such as ladders, turnbuckles, scaffolds, ledges..]

Voice – "In mid-July..."

[The summer sun comes into the screen..]

Voice – "Is the CCW's first-ever Pay-Per-View."

[Various scenes of CCW wrestlers doing what they do best, wrestle.]

Voice – "Who will be crowned the first Flyweight Champion?"

[Men flying through the air, including 300 plus pounders.]

Voice – "Tune in to find out, in Mid-July CCW presents..."

[The words "SUMMERSAULT" come into the center of the scene of high flying men, in bold red letters.]

Voice – "Summersault!"

[Fade out.]

[ Back to the Match, Sloan versus Demise ]


[We fade back in to see Owen Sound police hand-cuffing Mike Sloan, as Demise almost hangs in the corner of the ring, blood dripping down, his clothes burned. Mist flies through the air... this is from the police who tried to put out Demise, via water.]

Winstock - "I can't believe this..."

[ Only one that matters. ]


(The tron comes alive with the entrance music and video of Wolf, PNW Superstar and WWA World Cruiserweight Champion) (Wolf is in the middle of the screen with the belt around his waist. He is shirtless and you can see the tattoos that cover his arms and the upper half of his chest. His normally long blue dreadlocks are gone, replaced with short, spiked red hair that matches his long sideburns that end just before his chin)

Wolf: “So it seems that since you are were the champion of the Super J tournament that you get a shot? Fine, come and take your best shot because it will be your last.”

(Crowd boos Wolf)

Wolf: “Perhaps you can explain something to me though. How does someone in the heavyweight division get to have, or even a shot at the Cruiserweight belt? Explain that to me Vinny”

(There is disgust in Wolf’s voice as he spits out that name)

Wolf: “Do you really think that I am going to let this belt fall to you, especially in Canada? Hell, you’re not even a real country!” (More boos by the crowd as Wolf makes fun of Canada)

Wolf: “By the way Vinny, I don’t give a damn who you beat in any kind of tournament. You haven’t beaten me, and I’m the only one that matters!”

(Wolf’s music hits and the pyros go off. Everyone looks at the tron as Wolf is seen quickly charging behind a man walking down the hall way, a belt over his shoulder. It's Vinny! Wolf quickly plows down the Heavyweight champ, throwing in some boots before throwing him head/shoulder first into a couple of crates!]

[ A Challenge. ]


[Backstage at ‘The Talent’ arena generic interviewer guy Jamie Jeffords has a guest…]

Jeffords – CCW fans now I know that you’ll recognise this man, he competed here a little over a month ago, he is of course none other than former WWA Tag Team Champion Isaac Spy.

[Pan out to reveal the large Brit. Who smiles at the camera.]

Jeffords – So may I ask what your doing here in Canada tonight.

Spy – Well as you know with my tag team partner James out of action back in the U, I’m all by myself and since that swine Mezzanote cancelled our contracts in Nevada I’m jobless.

[The CCW interviewer raises his eyebrows.]

Jeffords – Not going as smoothly as the last time we saw you.

Spy – Indeed not. Which is why I’m here. I need to stay in shape and the best way to that is to stay active in the ring. You can spend all the time you want in the Gym it’s just not the same. I need some competition. So if Justin Williams, Chad O'Donald or anyone of the CCW competitors are listening. I’m issuing an open challenge to you guys at the first CCW PPV Summersault. I’ll be around, you’ll know how to find me.

[And with that Spy heads off, leaving Jeffords a little shocked.]

[ Main Event; Heavyweight Championship: “The Highlight” Mark Lewis vs. “CCW’s Finest” Vinny Mara © ]


Unknown Ring Annoncer - "The following contest is the MAIN EVENT of tonight's program, and will be for the Canadian Championship Wrestling HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP. This match is set to end with the first pin fall or submission, and has a twenty minute time limit."

Taylor - "Can't wait, boss! This should be great!"

["Highway to Hell" by AC/DC starts to blare, as Mark Lewis makes his way out of the locker room, towards the ring.]

Winstock - "There is 'The Highlight.' You gotta wonder how hungry for gold this man is."

Taylor - "Yeah, espically Heavyweight Gold."

[Viper simply runs down to the ring, wanting this match to start right away!]

Winstock - "And there's the Champion!"

Taylor - "Good old, Viper."

Unknown Ring Annoncer - "The man in charge after the bells rings is Senior Referee, Joey McClair.

Introducing first, the challenger, who is located in the corner to my left. He stands at six-foot-two and weights in at two-hundred and fourty-six pounds. He hails from Aspen, Colorado, USA... he is 'THE HIGHLIGHT,' MAAARRKK LEEWWWWISSSS!!!"

.:Jeers all around for "The Highlight.":.

Winstock - "People may not like him, but they gotta respect him as a wrestler. A lot of talent."

Unknown Ring Annoncer - "And introducing the Champion, in the corner to my right. He stands at six-foot and weights in at two-hundred and twenty-seven pounds. He hails from Brooklyn, New York, USA. He is the current CCW Heavyweight Champion, 'CCW's FINEST, BROOKLYN VIPER," VINNNY MAAARRRAA!"

.:Jeers for the member of Crisis of Madkind.:.

[Senior Referee Joey McClair takes the belt from Vinny Mara and holds it into the air, showing it to both wrestlers and all the crowd. The unnamed ring annoncer leaves the ring after Joey McClair hands him the Championshih Crown of Canadian Championship Wrestling.

Ding, ding!]

Winstock - "And there's the bell."

[Mara and Lewis slowly walk to the middle of the ring, holding their ground. Lewis says something, then points to the outside of the ring, towards the unnamed ring annoncer who is sitting at a table on the outside wit hthe bell keeper. More importantly -- sitting on the table is also the CCW Championship. Mara shakes his head and points to his chest, then says something to Lewis that makes anger take over his face expression.

After a few seconds Mara pushes Lewis on the chest with both hands and Lewis takes a few steps back and then pushes Mara back. Mara smiles, all until Lewis spits in his face, which gets jeers from the crowd.]

Winstock "How rude and disrespect is that? Spitting on the Champion of the promotion you work in?"

[Mara slams his fist into the face of Lewis but Lewis answers right back with a right fist.]

Taylor - "And here we go!"

[Mara and Lewis trade punhes in the middle of the ring, going back and forth. Mara somewhat takes control and backs Lewis up until Lewis' back hits the ropes. Mara grabs the hand of Lewis and throws him across the ring. Lewis hits the ropes and starts to come back, and gets knocked down with a Shoulder Block from the Champion. Vinny Mara leaps over Lewis and runs to the ropes, the bounces off and comes back, ducking under Lewis as soon as he notices Lewis going for a leap frog. Mara turns around as soon as he can, and when Lewis lands on his feet, facing away, Mara simply slams his elbow into the back of Lewis' head, taking him down to the ground.]

Winstock - "Knock out shot by the CCW Champion!"

[Mara doesn't let up and he starts stomping on the back of Lewis' head, slamming his heel into it over and over and over again. Lewis grabs the back of his head, trying to avoid getting hit in the back of the head so hard. Mara, with a sick look in his eye, keeps slamming his boot into the back of Lewis' head, until he sees blood flowing out of the back of Lewis' head.]

Taylor - "Lewis is bleeding already!"

Winstock - "Mara opened up the back of Lewis' head by slamming the heel of his boot into it over and over and over again!"

Taylor - "Now all we need is the cut Mark Lewis suffered at the hands of Pete Van Coolsa last week to open."

Winstock - "You're one sick man."

[Mara bends down and starts lifting Lewis to his feet, by his hair.]

Taylor - "Come on, you love a good fight that results in blood -- dont even tell me you don't."

[Mara throws Lewis into the turnbuckle, and starts nailing right-hand punch after right-hand punch.]

Winstock - "I can honest say I don't."

[Lewis tries blocking the punches but it does no good. Mara grabs the head of Lewis and _throws_ him into the middle of the ring. Lewis lands face-first on the mat, holding the back of his head still. Mara runs over and digs his knee into the back of Lewis' head, driving his face into the mat, trying to open up the cut more with his hands -- Lewis screams in pain.]

Taylor - "Oh God, Mara is really putting the hurt on Lewis!"

[The referee, Joey McClair, runs over and pulls Mara off of Lewis.]

Winstock - "Senior Referee Joey McClair doing a good job in the ring."

[Mara yells something at the referee, then starts to lift Lewis to his feet once more. Mara puts Lewis' head between his legs, then wraps his arms around the waist of Lewis. Mara lifts up Lewis and the stalls for a second, then _ SLAMS _ him downward into the back, Lewis landing on the back of his neck/head.]

Winstock - "What a Powerbomb by the CCW Champion!"

Taylor - "You can smell the impact!"

[Mara gets down on his knees and makes the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT by Mark Lewis!]

Winstock - "We've hardly started this match and look at Lewis, he's bleeding and in much pain."

Taylor - "I hate to say this -- but he deserves what he's getting done to him. I mean, do you realize how disrespectful it is to spit in the face of a man who is defending his Championship against you? Spitting on his pride, spitting on his wrestling ability, spitting on his Title."

Winstock - "Yes, I agree, it's disrespectful. But two wrongs don't make a right!"

Taylor - "Yes, two wrongs do make a right. Sometimes. And these are one of these times!"

[Mara drags Lewis to his feet by cupping his hands under his chin. Mara grabs the hand of Lewis and throws him into the rope. "The Highlight" comes off the ropes, and Mara leaps into the air, hitting Lewis down with a jumping Spinning Wheel Kick to the forehead.]

Taylor - "Beautiful!"

[Mara heads over to the corner of the ring and sits up on the top, then stares at Lewis. Mara throws his fists into the air, grinning around at the crowd, as the crowd jeers their Champion. Mara leaps off, but right before he does, Lewis makes it up to his feet...]

Winstock - "Look at Lewis!"

[... we wait...]

__ S M A C K ! ! ! __


Taylor - "Mark Lewis gets up and Dropkicks Mara right in the chest as Mara leaped off!"

Winstock - "What a counter!"

[The bloody Lewis gets to his feet, holding the back of his head, then starts lifting Mara to his feet. Lewis nails a knee to the gut which makes Mara double over, then Lewis simply kicks Mara in the face, kicking upward, as hard as he can.

Again, we hear that sick noise...]

__ S M A C K ! ! ! __


[... and Mara falls flat on the back of his neck.]

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Screams the crowd.

Winstock - "Well, apparently Mark Lewis can be just as sick."

Taylor - "It's all on the line, b'y, anyone could be sick in an enviroment like this. Both these men want to walk out of the CCW Arena, 'The Talent,' with CCW Heavyweight Crown in there hands."

[Lewis tries to keep his balance, then he slides to the outside. He grabs the chair the bell keeper was sitting on, and snaps the folding chair shut.]

Winstock - "Oh no... stupid move, Lewis. You can get DQ'ed!"

[Lewis slides into the ring via under the bottom rope, then gets to his feet, holding the steel chair high as Mara makes it to his feet. Joey McClair is standing in front of Lewis, his arms up, yelling at him to put the chair away. Vinny Mara finally makes it to his feet, holding his jaw. Lewis pushes the ref aside, then swings the steel chair towards Mara's head...]

Winstock - "Nothin' but air!"

[Mara ducks and Lewis misses. Mara makes it to his feet quickly and nails Lewis in the back of the head with a stiff and sharp Enziguri Kick. Lewis starts falling down, and lands on the mat, his face smashing against the chair.]

__ S M A CK ! ! ! __


Taylor - "What a counter by the CCW Champion!"

[The referee makes it to his feet and picks up the steel chair, handing it back to the bell keeper.]

Winstock - "Mark Lewis is very lucky the referee isn't awarding the match to Brooklyn Viper, after Lewis putting his hands on him."

Taylor - "Very lucky indeed, boss."

[Vinny Mara makes it to his feet and lifts Lewis up to his feet as well. The cut Lewis suffered last week in the Main Event has now been opened, and blood flow freely from the cut, covering his face in a red liquid.]

Winstock - "Lewis is now bleeding from the back of his head, as well as the front! His whole head is going to be covered in blood!"

Taylor - "This is bad for Lewis... if he loses a lot of blood, he may not be able to stand. If you can't stand, b'y, there's no way you're going to be beating CCW's Finest, 'Brooklyn Viper' Vinny Mara, current CCW Heavyweight Champion."

[Mara picks up Lewis onto his shoulders in a Fireman's Carry, then walks over to the corner of the ring. Mara gets up and sits on the top turnbuckle, facing the ring, his feet on the second turnmbuckle.]

Winstock - "Look like Mara is going for one of his trademarks -- a DVD off the second rope."

Taylor - "If Mara hits this, Lewis would land right on his head..."

[Mara leaps off, leaning over to land on his side. Lewis gets free in mid-air, and changes his postion on Mara. Mara lands on his side, but Lewis lands ontop of Mara!]

Winstock - "Nice counter there by Lewis! Though it wasn't a move really, it was a hell-of-a-lot better than being DVDed off a second rope."

Taylor - "I totally agree."

[Lewis gets up and fights off the pain. Mara makes it to his feet also. Mara goes for a Clothesline but amazingly Lewis ducks it and when Mara turns around to face him, boots him in the gut. Lewis hooks Mara up for a suplex and then lifts Mara up in the air. Mara gets free and lands on his feet behind Lewis, then locks in a wiast lock. Mara goes for the German Suplex, but Lewis backflips and _amazingly_ lands on his feet on the top turnbuckle! Lewis almost falls off, but manages to hold on.]

Winstock - "Amazing show of talent by Mark Lewis!"

[Lewis waits for Mara to get up and turnm around, and then Lewis leaps off the top rope, Dropkicking Mara in the chest, sending him down onto the back of his neck!]

Taylor - "Eh, beautiful Missile Dropkick!"

[Lewis gets up right away, as does Mara. Lewis takes a few steps back and waits for Mara. Mara gets to his feet, right in front of the ropes. Lewis charges at Mara and then Clothesline him over the top rope. The momentium takes Lewis over the top rope, as well. Both men land on the ramp which is connected to the ring.]

Winstock - "Both men on the ramp!"

[Lewis quickly lifts Mara to his feet. Lewis then runs then runs to the ropes and leaps up onto the second rope, then backflips back getting amazing height, landing across Mara's chest, via Moonsault. Lewis falls on Mara as the crowd cheers loudly.]

"Double-Cee Wrestling!"
[Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!]
"Double-Cee Wrestling!"
[Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!]


Taylor - "These fans are loving it!"

Winstock - "I'm loving it!"

[Lewis starts to fight to his feet, then starts to drag up Mara. Lewis throws Mara over the top rope, into the ring. Mara falls on his side then rolls a few times, holding his chest in pain. Lewis climbs the top rope, and faces away from Mara. Mark Lewis starts to slowly get to his feet on the very top turnbuckle.]

Winstock - "Looks like 'The Highlight' is going for a Moonsault on the CCW Champion!"

[However, Mara quickly fights to his feet, and runs to the corner, then pushes Lewis off the top rope. Lewis tries to keep from falling but he falls down anyway, heading to land on the outside of the ring. Oh wait, there's the beel keeper's table there...]

__ C R A S H ! ! ! __


[... Mark Lewis goes through the TABLE!

The chanting that didn't really die down, starts up again!]

"Double-Cee Wrestling!"
[Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!]
"Double-Cee Wrestling!"
[Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!]


Winstock - "WOW! Mark Lewis goes right through the table!"

Taylor - "He's takin such a beating!"

[Lewis lays on the table, the table broken in all places. Lewis lifts his face, blood streaming down his face and chest and bits and peices of wood cover his body. Mara fell to his hands and knees after pushing Lewis, trying to catch his breath.]

Winstock - "What a match for the CCW Championship!"

Taylor - "Both these guys want this Title so bad!"

[Mara finally gets to his feet after a minute or so, then exits the ring through the top and second ropes. He stands on the apron then jumps down to the floor on the ouside. Mara lifts up Lewis by his head, making him stand. Mara struggles as he tries to slide Lewis into the ring. Finally he does, and Mara slides in after him. Mara gets to his feet, dragging Mara to the center of the ring. Mara bends down, locks Lewis' legs around his, and flips him over, sitting down a bit, putting a lot of pressure of Lewis' legs.]

Winstock - "'Agony of the Body!' Mara has got it locked!"

Taylor - "Nice version of the Texas Cloverleaf!"

[Lewis screams in pain, trying to drag himself to the ropes, streching out both his arms as far as they can go. Blood still drips down his face and chest, and he closes his eyes, trying with everything he has to get to the ropes.]

Taylor - "He can't reach! He's gunna tap out!"

Winstock - "He won't give up!"

[The referee drops to his knees in front of Mark Lewis and asks if he wants to give it up. Lewis shakes his head no, still trying to reach the ropes. He drags both himself and Mara a little closer to the ropes around the ring.]

Winstock - "He's getting closer!"

[Lewis drags himself even closer...]

Taylor - "He could fight it out!"

[Mara pulls back more, screaming for Lewis to tap out and give up.]

Winstock - "The Champion really has it in tight!"

Taylor - "No doubt, b'y!"

[Lewis gets a bit closer to the ropes, then grabs the bottom one with his right hand.]

Winstock - "He got to the ropes! But the damage must have been done!"

Taylor - "He's still ogot a chance to win!"

[Mara lets go of the hold as the referee tells him. Lewis starts to make it to his feet, pulling himself up by the ropes. Lewis gets up to his feet and Mara charegs. Lewis falls onto his back and pulls the top rope down, thus making Mara fly over the top rope, landing on the bits and peices of the broken table.]

Winstock - "Smart move by 'The Highlight!'"

[Lewis gets up to his feet and holds onto the top rope. Mara gets up to his feet, and Lewis pulls the top rope down, leaping over, without touching the top rope. Lewis lands on Mara with a Flying Cross Body, taking him down back to the ground.]

Taylor - "Mark Lewis going high-risk!"

[Both men lay out on the outside, trying to catch their breath.]

Winstock - "No count out's in CCW."

Taylor - "I love that rule."

[Mark Lewis starts to get to his feet, blood still flowing outta his cuts. Lewis lifts up Mara and slides him int othe ring, then gets up onto the apron. Lewis clears the blood out of his eyes, then holds onto the top rope, waiting for Vinny Mara to get to his feet. When Mara does, Lewis pulls down the top rope and leaps up onto it, then jumps off, heading towards Mara. Mara catches him, and nails the biggest flipping Powerslam you've ever seen in your damned life, using Lewis' momentium against him!]

__ S L A M ! ! ! __


Winstock - "WOW! And just like that this match is back into the court of 'CCW's Finest, Brooklyn Viper' Vinny Mara, current Heavyweight Champion of CCW."

[Mara makes the cover, hooking the leg of Lewis.]

Taylor - "ONE!"

Winstock - "TWO!"

[THREEEEE -- NO! KICKOUT! RIGHT AT THE LAST SECOND!"

Winstock - "WOW! Lewis kicked out!"

[Mara gets up to his feet, and lifts up Lewis.]

Taylor - "Mara setting up Lewis for a Powerbomb..."

[Mara lifts up Lewis, and stalls him up in a Powerbomb position. Then, outta no where, Mara makes Lewis fall face first, swinging his legs out.]

Taylor - "POWERBOMB into FACE BUSTER!"

Winstock - "'Accession From Hell!'"

[Mara then goes for the cover...

ONE!

TWO!]

Winstock - "Lewis kicked out, AGAIN!"

Taylor - "What does Vinny Mara have to do?!"

["Hit the Floor" by Linkin Park hits the arena, and strobe lights start flashing like crazy. The crowd gives a mixed reaction for the Newbie to CCW.]

Taylor - "What the hell? That's Tyler Kraft's music! What does he think he's going to do with two of 'CCW's Finest?'"

Winstock - "Har Har... pardon the pun, right?"

Taylor - "Huh?"

["Chemistry" appears at the top of the ramp, wearing a pair of baggy blue jeans, and a black zip up shirt.]

Taylor - "He's not even dressed to fight!"

Winstock - "Has that ever stopped him before?"

[Kraft runs to the ring and slides in, lifting Lewis to his feet. In a flash, Kraft boots him in the gut...]

__ B U M P ! ! ! __


Winstock - "'PERFECT FORMULA!' 'PERFECT FORMULA!'"

[Mara slams his fists onto the mat, but then quickly gets up and starts to climb the turnbuckles in the corner of the ring. He gets to the top and stands on it, facing Lewis who is laying on his back in the middle of the ring, in a pool of his own blood. Mara leaps up off the turnbuckle...

... and flies through the air...]

Winstock - "Look at Mara!"

__ W H A M ! ! ! __


Winstock - "SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!!"

Taylor - "'FROM HEAVEN TO HELL!'"

[Mara covers...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!


Ding, ding!]

Winstock - "VINNY MARA RETAINS!"

Taylor - "Vinny Mara is STILL the CCW Heavyweight Champion!"

Unknown Ring Annoncer - "Here is your winner, and STILL CANADIAN CHAMPIONSHIP WRESTLING HEAVYWEIGH CHAMPION... 'CCW's FINEST, BROOKLYN VIPER,' VINNNNNNYY MAAARRRAAA!!!"

[Some jeers 'cause the hate him, some cheers 'cause of the amazing match.]

Winstock - "What an amazing match!"

[See.]

Taylor - "Look at Mark Lewis, laying in a pool of his own blood in the middle of the ring, a defeted man!"

Winstock - "Yeah, but you gotta give it up for both men... they both gave 110% into this match! They gave it there all, then beyond! Look, Lewis is getting up!"

[We see Vinny Mara being handed the CCW Championship, and he throws his fists into the air, celebrating his win. Suddenly, he falls flat on his face, trying to catch his breath.

Demise leaps over the guardrail, sliding under the bottom rope, and smacking Lewis in the back with a chair... sending him toppling over. He continues the shots, repeatedly... switching from the chair to a few boots, back to the chair... before calling for a microphone.]

Demise: "Lewis! I'm on to your 'little games,' but the Crisis of Mankind doesn't play like this! Tell me where you've put Candyman... or I swear..."

[Demise stands up, looking angrily towards the fallen star...]

Demise: "...I'll make your life a living hell, until I find out."

[Lewis seems to have no idea what's going on... as Demise slams him with a chair once more.]

Winstock - "Damn that Demise! But we're outta time. See you next week, same channel, same time! I'm Chancery Winstock!"

Taylor - "And I'm Eric Taylor! Good-night, CANADA!"


"Lewis got screwed!"
[Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!]
"Lewis got screwed!"
[Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!]


[End audio.]

[Freeze still on Mara clutching at the CCW Title, having trouble breathing, and in the background a BLOODY Mark Lewis, laying in a pool of his own blood.]

[End.]

[Good-night.]

[Roll credits, now.]

Credits:
Marc: Mike Sloan vs. Demise, Lewis vs. Mara
Sean: Carter vs. Rotten vs. Jones, Greer vs. Thompson, Brain Power vs. CMW
Segments: Michael, Mike, Jimbo, Max, Vinny, Col, James, and Cameron