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~6/14/10~!!!BREAKING NEWS!!! Extreme Celebration was exactly what it was. Many memorable things happened, which truly raised the bar in UUW. Peter Kaymackian appeared and announced that he was now part of the UUW roster. Oliver Creed with a massive upset, outlasting four others, even defeating the legendary 'overrated and hated' D.C to become the first ever Ultimate Impact Division champion. Prophet and Chase Jacobson picked up a hard earned victory over Jason Rains and KxN, only for Chase to double cross The Prophet in the end. Kevin Hardaway made his in ring return, defeating James Preston in a falls count anywhere match for Preston's custom title. Afterwards, Kevin was laid out by long time rival, and the newest member of the UUW lockerroom, Spike Kane. In the main event, two men who have been at war finally went one on one, inside Hell in a Cell. Zack Crash managed to catch The Virus off guard to become the Underground Heavyweight champion. Tune in next week, as the fallout of Extreme Celebrations is at hand, on the Wednesday Night Replay!
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1. Zack Crash
2. KxN
3. The Virus
4. Chase Jacobson
5. The Prophet
6. Kevin Hardaway
This week's favored choice for title fame: Chase Jacobson Reason: Picking up a huge win in tag action over Jason Rains and KxN, before betraying his partner, he is proving to be quite the hot comodity. There is little doubt that we see gold in this man's future
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June 7th 2010 WNR results
Topic Started: Jul 7 2010, 09:00 PM (373 Views)
The Virus

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Sacramento, California - Arco Arena: 17,317 seats

Seating: Full, 17,317 seated and filled.




Fireworks explode as 'Raise up' blares through the arena. All 17,317 people are on their feet. Various signs are seen as the camera pan around the audience.

Craig Andrews: 17 thousand plus are on their feet, with millions watching at home, all awaiting the most innovative wrestling show of them all, I'm Craig Andrews, with my broadcast partner, Bobby Mills.

Bobby Mills: Innovative? How about just plain ridiculous. A cane match and Cloud nine match? Can't we have a single show without any special stipulations?

Craig Andrews: Nope.

Bobby Mills: Ughh....anyways, let's get this show underway.




Blue and white pyros erupt from the stage, leaving the arena in darkness as the lights shut off only leaving a single spotlight to shine as "Personal Jesus" his the PA system. The combination puts the crowd into a hushed frenzy awaiting to see who will emerge from the curtain to start this show off.

To their surprise the man that pushes back the curtain is former MWE Superstar and US Champion, Joesph Sharpman! Dawning his trademark pin strip tuxedo and emotionless stare the formerly self-proclaimed "Devil in Disguise" struts down the entrance ramp.

Bobby Mills: I can't believe my eyes .. Is that Sharpman!?

Craig Andrews: I think so ... I can't believe I'm actually saying this, but ladies and gentlemen. Joesph Sharpman has come to UUW!

Bobby Mills: But I thought he was finished with the industry after he lost his Hell In A Cell match against D.C. at Crowning Glory ... I don't know why he's here, I don't care. All I can say is .. FINALLY, a true ring legend has made his way to UUW!

Craig Andrews: This is the second coming of Joesph Sharpman!


Sharpman reaches the steel steps, taking them slowly before stepping between the ropes. He paces around the ring for a few moments and soaks in the mixed reaction of this very smark-ish crowd. With the same vile look that we were familiar with in his days in MWE Sharpman demands a microphone from Cox, grabbing it with force as he hands it through the ropes.

Joesph brings the microphone to his lips, a small sneer just now crossing his lips as he looks out towards the crowd as they fall into silence awaiting word from this man.

Joesph Sharpman: "It is my duty to inform you all that Kyle Morris has been hospitalized after being found in a sever state of health last week in his home .. However, it is also my duty to introduce you to the man that will be taking over as the interim General Manager in his absence."

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The crowd waits in anticipation for the revelation of the new general manager, yet anyone with half a brain would know that the man taking over is staring them right in the face.

Joesph Sharpman: "That man is me ..."[/color]

An instant chorus of boos follows this announcement and it's the reaction that it seems Sharpman was expecting as the smirk on his face twists into a delighted grin for a moment before transforming into a sneer as this suit clad Saviour peers over the crowd.

Joesph Sharpman: "And until just a couple of days ago I never thought I would see the day that I would be standing in the middle of a wrestling ring again. Only to look out at you people picking apart a the dying remains of a company like the vultures you have been since the day I began in this industry."

The boos grow louder and louder as an all too familiar side of Sharpman begins to show itself, that cocky arrogant attitude. As if he believes that he was wrestling's saviour.

Joesph Sharpman: "I was contacted by Tyler Lawson several nights ago and I was told of the predicament he was faced with and of the cancerous issues he faces every night this program goes on the air ... So I stand before you tonight, once again the breath in a dying companies lungs."

He looks over the crowd, believing he is better than them. Believing that he truly is the only man that can pull this company up from it's slump and give it a second wind, a second chance to become something huge. Something worthy of the hype.

Joesph Sharpman: "Now as my first decision as General Manager of this company, I want it to be known through the entire locker room that if you lack the motivation to save a company then your a waste of my time ... So next week, several superstars that have seen a flat-line in their motivation will participate in a Last Chance Battle Royale."

Believe it or not, there are more then a few stars in the company that are on the last nerve of the higher ups, however until now no one has had the balls to do anything about it. Maybe that's why Sharpman has been hired as the interim GM, all that the management of UUW knows is that this company needs a change and quick.

Joesph Sharpman: "If your not willing to save this company, then you're willing to let it die, and I believe that at least a few of you are as low as to sacrifice a paycheck just to escape this company. You are the cancer that this company needs to rid itself of, and next week those of you who are will have one last chance to prove that your worth the hype."

Sharpman turns to look up the entrance ramp and towards the curtain, making it know that he is a very serious man when he is talking about these things.

Joesph Sharpman: "I refuse to pull the plug on this company, and if you think otherwise you will feel the wrath of the Saviour first handily!"

Sharpman throws the mic to the canvas below him as "Personal Jesus" begins playing over the PA again. He now makes his way out of the ring and up and entrance ramp as we prepare for our first match of the evening.

As "Hero" hits the speakers, J.P. Smith makes his way onto the ramp. He stands at the top for a few moments, looking out at the fans with his arms on his sides, before casually walking down the ramp. He wastes little time getting into the ring as he awaits the bell to ring.

Jason Cox: The Following Contest, is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Summerside, PEI, Canada. Weighing in at 275 Pounds. The Big ?Chesse....JP Smith!



As soon as Welcome Home hits, James Preston comes from behind the curtains. wasting no time, he approaches the ring, and enters, eager to start the match.

Jason Cox: Introducing next. from London England, weighing in at 245 pounds. JAMES PRESTON!

Smith starts things off by circling Preston before running forward and attempting a massive clothesline. However, Preston dodges with a side step, spins 180 degrees, and catches him by the head and connects with a white Russian leg sweep. He drops an elbow or two before taunting the crowd and spitting on the floor near Smith. In rage of the disrespect, Smith pops up and hits a roundhouse kick to the gut of Preston. He tries to hit a devastating head butt as he is hunched over, but Preston moves out of the way, jumps, and connects with a big knee. Smith rocks back and forth and Preston hooks his arms, nailing him with a belly to belly suplex.

Bobby Mills: Good show by James Preston right now, just like I expected.

Craig Andrews: Smith won't give up though. Not out of will, but because he is just to crazy to stop now.

This proved true and flips up before hitting a flying cross body out of nowhere. Down goes Preston like a ton of bricks, who was completely unaware of him. With some adrenaline going through his veins, he springboards off the second rope and hits a Lionsault. Preston holds his stomach in major pain and JP Smith keeps on kicking him in the ribs as he stands up. Preston is breathing heavily, do to his ribs which are almost impaled as of now.

Andrews: Wow, come on Preston, fight back!

Mills: What'd I tell you.

Andrews: I don't care what you said. GO PRESTON!

Smith makes a dare and goes to the top rope and starts to think about a huge move to end the match, but it stopped short when he pauses to look at the top turnbuckle. Preston got up, rushed into him and smashed him into the turnbuckle before hitting him with a back suplex. He then circled around and then made his preparations to hit a big move. Smith stands up, turns around, gets hooked, and James Preston lifts him into the air for a vertical suplex. To show his strength, he pauses and makes it showy, but Smith struggles and makes it out and lands on his feet.

Craig Andrews: No, you were right there!

Bobby Mills: Follow up, hit something!

Smith, almost if on que, jumps up and hits a nasty neck breaker and lays out Preston. He then pumps up the crowd, as he runs to the top rope again.

Bobby Mills: I think I smell a huge move here by the big cheese!

Craig Andrews: Don't worry, Preston will counter it like Smith did before.

Bobby Mills: We'll see about that.

Smith poses once more to the crowd before perching and attempting the move. However, Preston's attempt to play possum was noticed to early and caught it as he jump. He just did a simple front flip and landed, and made second perpetration's to knock Preston down. Preston went for a back fist, realizing that Smith had landed, but with a swift duck, a hook, and some momentum, hits the Cheese Grater.

Craig Andrews: Wow, as much as I don't want to be, I am impressed.

Bobby Mills: It's the end of the road now!

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DING DING DING!!!

Jason Cox: Here is your winner....Big Cheese...JP SMITH!



"Rise" by Skrape hits the PA system and the crowd hits an unparalleled level of anticipation as they await to see exactly who this song belongs too.

As he gets up, Preston looks towards the entrance in shock. It couldn't be ... Not him. We've seen how this man's rage can tear a man's head clean off his shoulders if it can't be controlled, and knowing the circumstances of just how this man's career has panned out, you can guarantee that Preston is at the top of the list of the men on this man's hit list.

I WON'T GIVE UP TILL THE BLOOD STAINS MY FINGERS ...

Through the curtain steps a man we haven't seen in weeks! Alexis Black has returned from suspension and the look on his face as he slowly and monotonously paces down the ramp tells it all. He is here on a vendetta. Black is sporting street clothes and an eery form of war paint, that you can tell was done in black eyeliner, across his face.

Bobby Mills: He's back!? Alexis Black is back into action here in UUW? When the hell did that happen!?

Craig Andrews:: I honestly don't know, and for once I agree with you, I don't see why they would allow Black back after disappointing after such a violent debut against Derek Sitar.

Preston springs into action and runs towards the ropes, hitting Black with a hard shot as he tries entering the ring. He now sort of drags Black into the ring as he takes punches to the sternum. However they aren't enough to do any serious damage and Preston hammers a shot into the back of Alexis' neck. The last blow staggers Black just enough for Preston to take him off his feet with a weak tackle. He's quick to follow up and is on top of Black in an instant, delivering quick shots to his face as he attempts to cover up.

Bobby Mills: That's right Preston, show this coward exactly why he doesn't belong in a UUW ring!

Craig Andrews:: James Preston certainty has had his fair share of run ins with Black that have ended up with him getting the upper hand in the past, and after a shot like that it looks like this one may just end up with the same result.

He takes just a second to line up a shot on Black, but it's a second too long as he suddenly finds the tables turned on him as Alexis' manages to shift positions, putting Preston on his back. He is in a rage and starts raining down closed fist shots. One after another they quickly begin wearing down Preston.

However it's not enough to keep him down, and James fights back bringing both men to a semi-standing position. Preston gives Black a swift upper cut to the gut and tries tackling him to the mat again, but this time Black is prepare. He locks his arm around Preston and drops to his knees, putting him in position to hit a few clubbing blows into the back of "The Image of Perfection"

Craig Andrews:: Black has gained the upper hand in this brawl, and you've got to ask yourself just one question. Why is he out here attacking Preston in the first place?

Bobby Mills: Isn't that obvious? Black is jealous of the success that Preston's been able to achieve for himself, and he thinks that if he can somehow one up Preston then he'll be able to leech off of that success.

James plants his feet in the mat and wrestles his rival towards the ropes, trying to bring him off his feet but to no avail, however it's just enough effort to stop the shots from Black. Quickly, Preston sends a punch towards the face of Alexis that ties him up in the ropes.

Preston takes the opening and hits a few more punches on Black, hitting him hard, even dazing him for a few seconds. Giving just enough time for him to give Black a little piece of his mind.

Bobby Mills: See, I think Preston realizes the reason why Black's out here to attack him tonight, and he's telling him right now exactly what he thinks about that.

As James winds up for another shot we see one of Black's legs kick up from the mat. It connects with perfect accuracy, and deadly impact into the groin of Preston. The sheer, instant pain sends him plummeting to the canvas in a split second.

Craig Andrews:: A cheap shot from Black levels The Image of Perfection! That is it! Why are there no officials down here to break this up!?

Black pushes himself off the ropes, and without so much as a glance at James he drops to the mat and, after rolling underneath the ropes, he now finds himself on the floor. Walking towards the time keeper, he screams at her to move, looking to take the chair while he has the chance.

A terrified Lola Bates listens to the man's demands and is up and out of her seat in seconds. As she runs away to safety behind our commentary team, Black folds the chair up and walks up close enough to the ring just to slide the chair into the ring as Preston remains down, holding his groin. Sheer agony on his face as he is just able to raise his head enough to watch as Black grabs a second chair.

Bobby Mills: Why can't this coward fight like a man!? First he needs to low blow Preston, and now he's going for a chair! That is not the way a pro wrestler makes a name for himself!

Craig Andrews: I actually agree with you for once Mills, if he wanted to get the attention of the higher ups this certainty isn't going to get him the reaction that I personally believe he wants.

A blank stare across his face Black slides into the ring, steel chair in hand. Meanwhile, Preston has managed to pull himself to his knees and with one quick look towards Black he barrels towards him, hitting him hard with a tackle that brings both of them down hard.

Once again Preston is laying hard shots into his rival's face, but somehow Black manages to squirm his way out out it. Grabbing the ropes, Alexis pulls himself out of the ring and lands hard on the floor.

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Craig Andrews: A smart move by Black there to get out of the ring there, this kind of attack is only going to warrant ruthless retaliation from "The Image of Perfection"

Bobby Mills: Oh please! Nothing Black has done here tonight has been a "smart move" .. Even if he does end up winning this fight he's bound to lose the war. I've seen it too many times from this kid to think anything else.

Now in a rage of his own Preston quickly follows him to the floor, he winds up for a big shot and lunges towards Black, but he gets caught. Black manages to grab James by the tights and drops back, throwing him head first into the steel ring steps.

The impact from the shot dislodges the steps from their position, and as we get a better look at the damage we can see that Preston has been busted open and blood is now starting to seep down his face.

Craig Andrews: Oh my ...

Bobby Mills: That's all you can say? "Oh my .." like this is just some school yard scrap!? That human piece of trash just put a man head first into a set of stairs! This is not the time for an 'Oh my ..' kinda reaction Craig!

Craig Andrews: I know that Bob! But you tell me who the hell I'm supposed to react when I see someone busted open like that!?

Same blank emotion on his face Black now reaches into the ring and grabs one of the chairs from a few moments ago. Looking down at Preston he kind of opens the chair, but not all the way. Just enough for him to pull Preston's head up and put his neck in a very dangerous position.

Craig Andrews: I think Black is trying to send a message to everyone in the back here!

Bobby Mills: Oh yeah and what kind of message would that be Andrews!? That he needs to be admitted to the closest mental health facility? Cause that's the only message I'm getting out of this. If he's thinking what I think he's thinking then this is something only an insane man could do!

Craig Andrews: I actually think Alexis Black is trying to let everyone in the back know that he is a very, VERY dangerous man.

Black pulls himself up onto the ring apron using the ropes, and taking a look back he begins to climb the turnbuckle. He stalls for a second, just staring down at Preston in all his vulnerability. The crowd has gone into a frenzy, booing this man and all his dastardly plans.

But suddenly their reaction changes as a young, female fan from the crowd has now jumped onto the turnbuckle. It's Isabel Adams! And she is now pleading with Black to stop. It seems to have gotten through to Black as he slowly steps down from the turnbuckle and looks at the girl.

Bobby Mills: Isabel Adams returning the favor for James Preston here! If you remember a few weeks ago Preston actually saved this poor girl from a mugging!

Craig Andrews: This is the last person I expected to see out here, but I've got to admit that I'm glad she decided to get herself involved her as she very well could be saving Preston from a career ending injury right now!

How suddenly emotions can change tho as Black snaps! He grabs her by her long hair and pulls her backwards. Alexis yells something towards her, but at this point the boos from the crowd have grown too loud for us to hear what he says.

Bobby Mills: Happy she got involved now Andrews!? .. Isabel comes out here to help and this lunatic is putting her in a position where she could be hurt just as bad as Preston if not worse!

Craig Andrews: Someone needs to stop this! Come on Alexis! I could understand attacking Preston but this is just too far ... That's a woman!

Black pulls on the young girl's hair, and a new demonic look in his eye makes this a terrifying scene. He takes a step closer to the girl, but as he looks to attack a sickening thud takes him to the canvas!

Preston has saved this girl once again with a huge chair shot to the skull of Alexis! While just moments ago he was on a rampage towards Black, he is now more concerned with the safety of Isabel. Despite the blood now pouring down his face Preston now assists the young woman away from the ring, leading her down the half destroyed ring steps.

Craig Andrews: Thank god! Once again Preston has gotten this young woman out of a predicament that I don't think she otherwise could have escaped.

Bobby Mills: That's it Preston! Now finish him off and make sure he can't try anything like that ever again!

As the two reach the announce table Preston takes a look back towards the ring, only to push Isabel to the ground just in time to take the full force of modified baseball slide from Alexis Black. It has enough power behind it to force Preston into the announce table just a few feet behind him, however he isn't there for long as Black once again goes on the attack.

He violently grabs James by the neck and literally drags him across the floor, leaving a small trail of blood on the protective mats. He takes a quick glance at the frightened Isabel before shoving Preston's head in a gap left between the stairs and the ring post.

Craig Andrews: COME ON JAMES! GET UP! ... Black, should know this isn't anyway to treat a fellow wrestler! Whatever happened to the common respect that these men are supposed to have for each other when they step through that curtain!?

Bobby Mills: You honestly think that Black has any idea what respect is!? This is a man that attacked, and almost destroyed Derek Sitar just to make a statement to another man. That isn't respect and if you think he's gonna start now you've got another thing coming!

Black takes a few steps backwards and lines himself up to strike, and with one last look towards Isabel he charges forward and hits a brutal kick on the ring steps! Crushing the already bloodied head of Preston between the two unbreakable objects.

The boos stop, leaving us in complete shock and silence as Black now begins backing away slowly. Isabel rushes towards Preston doing all that she can to make sure he's alright

Craig Andrews: This is just sickening ... No human being should ever have to be subjected to this kind of violent act.

Bobby Mills: Well if Black was looking to send a message tonight, then I think Preston got it loud and clear.

As we zoom towards him, we can see a dazed look in Preston's eyes as he just stares forward. The blood now dripping down his face as we switch cameras to view Alexis.

The same blank stare on his face as he slowly backs up the ramp, looking at the carnage he has created the entire way out as we finally fade away to commercial.

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The Virus

We come back From Commercial Break, to see that Tanner Lawson is standing at the entrance ramp, with a mic in hand. He looks downcast.

Lawson: Ladies and gentlemen of the UUW universe, I humbly regret to tell you, that my appearance is not for anything good. Trust me, I wish it was. I'm afraid our next match has been canceled. Band Kane called in this morning about a family emergency, and then, DC handed in his resignation, to which we respectfully, but with heavy heart, approved of. Because of this, Sinc Mercier will not be facing DC in UUW, for his retirement match. The show must go on, and thus, the next match, will begin, right now.

The crowd boos at what was just said, as Tanner Lawson leaves the stage.

3 Way Street Fight:
The Virus vs. Kevin Hardaway vs. Chase Jacobson


Jason Cox: This is a 3 Way Street Fight, scheduled for one fall! There are no rules, no count outs, and no disqualifications!

The boom of a guitar and drums are heard through the arena. The lights go out and swarm around in a red flash. As the singer comes on, Chase comes out with a black, unzipped warm-up jacket on. He kneels down on the stage and looks around. He slams his hands on the ground and leaps off the ground and marches down the ramp. He charges toward the apron and leaps on it. He looks around and springs over the ropes into a front flip and rolls. Once he lands, he kneels on both knees. He runs his hands through his hair and then stands up. He takes his jacket off and throws it to the corner. He walks to that corner and stands on it. He stands there until his opponents come out.

Jason Cox: Introducing first, from the Seven Cities of Virginia, weighing in at 205 pounds…“The Prodigy” CHASE JACOBSON!!!

Craig Andrews: It doesn’t look as if Chase is too popular these days with the fans, and personally, I don’t blame them.

Bobby Mills: Well I do. What? Are they pissed because he betrayed The Prophet? All he did was cash one loser in for a much better mentor in KxN, and personally, I don’t blame Chase at all for his decision.

The lights immediately go out now inside the arena. Everybody officially goes ape crazy, because some know who it is, and the rest…well, they like it when the lights go out. They think it’s cool, you know. As the lights go out, spotlights fill the arena, white ones…like lightning as the sound of thunder crackles along the PA system. More spotlights come as more thunder is played along the system.

All of a sudden, the chorus of “Not Afraid” by Eminem kicks on the PA system as white smoke fills the entrance ramp. It’s to the point where the white spotlights are strobing to the beat of the song. But when the song finally kicks in, the strobelights are going mad as out from the white smoke, Kevin Hardaway, hoodie over his ring gear as he gives a wicked smile to the crowd and walks slowly to the ring. He walks up the ring steps now and perches himself on the top of the nearest turnbuckle as, the song reaches fever pitch, pointing his arms to the crowd and then pointing them to himself. He keep smiling to the crowd as he jumps off the leans against the turnbuckle, looking at Chase Jacobson as he takes off his hoodie…ready for battle, but waiting for the final opponent.

Jason Cox: And his opponents. First, from Baltimore, Maryland, weighing in at 235 pounds…KEVIN HARDAWAY!!!

Craig Andrews: K-Hard certainly looks ready for battle here tonight. And after Spike’s antics, I wouldn’t be surprised if Kevin plans to take his frustration out on his two opponents tonight.

Bobby Mills: He says he’s ready to get back in the saddle, but he still as a lot of proving left to do as far as I’m concerned.



As the music begins, the lights dim. When Ozzy says 'Let Me Hear You Scream!', fire explodes at the stage, and keeps going. After a few seconds Leon Roberts is seen rising up from beneath the stage. He stays there for a few seconds, before he heads to the ring. Once inside, he heads to one of the corners, stretches his arms out, as the arena flashes between black and red. He goes to the center, and raises the devil horns, before pyro explodes at the corners. With that, the lights return to normal, as he takes off his spiked vest, and awaits the match to begin.

Jason Cox: And their opponent, from Toronto Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 280 pounds…LEON “THE VIRUS” ROBERTS!!!

Craig Andrews: Virus does NOT look at all happy here tonight. In fact, I’d say he almost looks downright pissed off...more so then usual.

Bobby Mills: Well course he isn’t happy. He lost his World Championship to that flying monkey of a wrestler Zack Crash, and I’m sure he’s worried about his upcoming rematch.

Before the ref can call for the bell, “Crash” by Decyfer Down hits the PA system. The crowd erupts in wonderful surprise as Zack Crash casually makes his way down to the ring. Everyone in the ring looks on in stunted silence, wondering why the World Champ is out here. But none look more surprised, or more hateful, than Virus, whose gaze screams of hellfire and hatred unlike any other we’ve seen. But Crash pays him no mind. He just walks to ringside, grabs a folding chair, unfolds it, and plops himself down on it, crossing his arms and legs as he waits for the action to begin.

Craig Andrews: I guess our champion wants a ringside view of the action.

Bobby Mills: Something smells funny here, and for once it ain’t you Andrews.

The ref shrugs, and calls for the bell.

It takes them a moment, but Chase and K-Hard turn their attention toward each other, ready for the match. Only Virus still gazes on at Crash, looking like he wants nothing more than to step out of the ring and rip his head off and play basketball with it. Chase and Hardaway see their chance and decide to double team on Virus. They tackle him with a flurry of random punches and kicks.

Bobby Mills: And while Virus is distracted, Chase and Hardaway use the opportunity to get the edge up on our former champ. Perhaps this is what Crash was planning.

After taking their assault, Virus breaks free, throwing a left that takes down Chase, then a right that sends K-Hard to the ground. Virus takes the moments rest to look and Crash and scream a war cry of victory that doesn’t even make Crash blink. After another stare down, Virus turns back around to deal with the others. He goes for Chase, picking him up off the ground and plants him down on the mat with a hard belly-to-belly suplex. But instead of relinquishing the hold, Virus keeps his arms lock hard around the gut on Chase, executing a strong submission hold. Chase tries to break free, but a few quick punches from the Virus keeps Chase firmly in place.

Suddenly, from out of nowhere, Hardaway comes in and dropkicks Virus in the head, forcing him to let go of the hold. Chase and Virus roll in pain while Kevin rolls out of the ring and looks for a weapon under the apron. Deciding to keep things simple, he pulls out a trash can, which he throws in the ring, soon to follow it inside himself. He picks up the can, raises it high over his head, and then brings it down hard against the body of Chase. Then, Kevin does the same to Virus. Kevin goes back and forth between the two until the can is bent and twisted beyond any recognition. Kevin drops the tattered can and screams furiously as the crowd echoes him. He then goes to continue his assault on Chase. He goes to lift Chase up to his feet, then Irish Whips him to the ropes. But Chase hangs onto the ropes, preventing him from coming back. Kevin charges, but chase ducks and throws Kevin over the top, not seeing that Kevin has landed safely on the apron. Kevin waits for Chase to turn and to strike. But Chase reacts quickly, doing a backwards kick that sends K-Hard falling to the outside. Chase sees Virus and goes for a cover.

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Virus kicks out.

Chase stands up and drops down onto Virus with a hard elbow drop. Then he stands up and does another…and another… and another. Chase, now getting bored with beating on Virus, goes to the outside to beat on Kevin. Kevin tries a stumbles back into the ring, but Chase grabs him and drives him head first into the hard ring post. As Hardaway falls to the floor, Chase looks under the ring for a weapon and pulls out a steel chair with barbed wire wrapped around it. A good weapon for him…except that Virus does a baseball slide that smacks it face first into Chase. Virus then walks over to stare dangerously at Zack sitting at ringside, who just returns the stare with a casually glaze. Almost as if a warning for Crash, Virus roots under the ring and pulls out a sledgehammer. Looking toward a wounded K-Hard, Virus winds up, swings, and slams the end of the hammer directly into the gut of Hardaway.

Craig Andrews: I think Virus here is trying to send a message to his rival and new champion Zack Crash.

Bobby Mills: You think genius?

Virus picks up Kevin and rolls him into the ring and goes for a cover.

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Chase dives into the ring, hitting Virus with an axe-handle and breaks up the count. Virus tries to get up to retaliate, but Chase counters Virus’s charge with a snap powerslam. Kevin gets up and tries a charge of his own, but Chase counters him also with a snap powerslam. Virus is on his feet, and Chase whips him into the corner turnbuckle. Chase readies himself, then runs and hits Virus with a handspring-jumping lariat. Virus falls face first to the mat and rolls out of the ring in pain. Chase looks at Virus with contempt, then turns to go back to work on Kevin, only to be met with a kick to the head from a now recovered Hardaway. Hardaway goes for the cover.

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Chase kicks out.

Hardaway picks Chase back up and goes to town on him, delivering a multitude of elbows, chops, and kicks to all parts of Chase’s body. Kevin hits Chase with a European uppercut that sends Chase back to the ropes. He falls, and suddenly Chase’s arms are tied up in the ring ropes crucifixion style. The crowd chants and screams as Chase is now at the mercy of one of the best…and deadliest men in this business. Chase tries to escape as Kevin goes out of the ring and looks under the apron for a weapon. He pulls out numerous weapons, but not satisfied with any of them. Finally, Kevin pulls out giant steel chain and a smile creep across his lips. Kevin goes back into the ring and using the chain like a whip, beats the stomach of Chase.

Craig Andrews: Oh my God! This match is starting to get really nasty! Someone needs to stop this!

Bobby Mills: It’s wrestling, it’s supposed to be violent. And I’ve been saying for months that we need to get rid of these types of matches.

Chase’s stomach is beat red, but Hardaway doesn’t look like he’ll be stopping anytime soon. He starts to taunt Chase, and winds up for what looks like the killing blow. Then…Virus puts Kevin back down with a big boot to the face. Then, using the same chain Kevin used on Chase, Virus takes it and wraps it around Kevin’s neck, choking him as he uses it to drag K-Hard around the ring, taping each ring post as if this were a Chain Match. As Virus continues his assault, Chase is finally able to be set free with the help of the ref. Chase rolls out of the ring, clutching his stomach in extreme agony. Finally done, Virus unwraps the chain around Kevin’s neck and instead goes for a crippler crossface submission. Kevin screams out due to the torturous submission as he reaches out for the ropes. But it doesn’t matter because there are no rope breaks in this match.

Mills: Kevin’s got to tap out. After Virus last assault, he can’t last too much longer in this hold.

Kevin looks like he’s on the brink of tapping out when Chase jumps from one of the turnbuckles, hitting the back of Virus’s head with an elbow drop. Virus releases the hold, and for a moment, all three men are motionless in the ring. Chase is the first up and he goes for Virus. He tries to whip Virus into the ropes, but Virus turns it on him and whips him instead into the ropes. But when Virus tries to hit him with an attack, Chase counters it with La Jacobson. Chase now has Virus locked into a submission hold. At this, Zack gets up from his seat and circles the ring, eyeing Virus with a look of curiosity. But before Virus can tap, Kevin breaks up the hold with a running dropkick to Chase that forces him to break the hold. Chase rolls out of the ring, and now Virus and Kevin are all that are left. All three men are exhausted, and Kevin has a look on his face that tells us he thinks it’s time to finish this. He gestures to Virus before picking him up and setting him up for the Williams Driver.

Craig Andrews: I think this one is about to end.

Bobby Mills: No sh*t Sherlock!

But as Kevin readies the move, Crash digs under the ring and pulls out another steel chair and rolls into the ring. What is Crash up to? He winds up for what looks like an assault on K-Hard. But K-Hard sees it and tries to duck out of the way, but Crash is too fast, and Kevin gets smacked in the face with the steel chair. Blood now pours down K-Hard’s face as Crash looks on with an unreadable expression. Did he mean to do that, or was he really after Virus? What was he up to? The crowd looks on in confusion, but before anyone can find out or retaliate, Crash rolls out of the ring and heads back up the ramp and disappears behind the stage.

Craig Andrews: I’m speechless. I have no idea what that was about. It looked liked Crash was trying to help Virus in this match. But why would he do that?

Bobby Mills: Are you blind? He was trying to cost Virus the match, and it looks like it failed. I knew him being out here meant he was up to no good.

As Mills and Andrews argue over Crash’s motives, Virus looks on in confusion, but he isn’t the type of man to overlook a perfect opportunity. Virus sets up Kevin and hits him with the Omega Chokeslame. He tries to go for a cover, but Chase as returned to the match and tries an assault on Virus. But Virus just grabs Chase by the throat and hits him also with a Omega Chokeslam. Virus then goes for the cover on Chase.

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3!!!

Jason Cox: Here is your winner…THE VIRUS!!!

Virus stands amidst the bodies and carnage in the ring, and as the ref comes over to raise his hand, he jerks it away. The look on his face is one of extreme rage, and he doesn’t look at all happy to be given this tainted victory. He looks up toward the ramp where Crash had only moments before exited with a gaze that was so hot that he might have set fire to the stage with only his stare.

Craig Andrews: Well Virus ends up with the victory here tonight, But in a very controversial fashion. I still gotta wonder what Crash was trying to do here tonight. Was he actually trying to help his enemy Leon Roberts?

Bobby Mills: I already told you, he was trying to cost Virus the match. But it looks like Crash is dumber than he looks because he just ended up giving him the win in the end.

The two men continue to again argue over Crash’s motivations, as does half the crowd as they look on in dumbfounded silence. And Virus continues to glare up at the stage as he music blares throughout the arena as we slowly fade to black and a commercial break.

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The Virus

Cloud Nine Singles Match
KxN VS Oliver Creed




Entrance description: Complete darkness. A moment of silence until two red X fireworks shoot into the air and the lights form into a blood red as KxN is seen bearing his black hoodie over his wrestling attire. He puts both his middle fingers together into an x and fashions it to the crowd. He stops at mid ramp to listen to the music for a few seconds.

Clickety clack, clickety clack
Gather my things, and I quickly attack
Sword in my sheath, knife in my back
Keep enemies closer than where friends are at

Rose in my mouth, the petals are black
One armored suit, the metal's intact
Come fully strapped with a skull wooly hat
Just picture that, clickety clack
Now I find my location and unfold a map
My index inspects it and follows the path
My horse is on loan, and I borrowed a staff
From some mystical wizard, I will give it back
But I'm off to the races, my face has got cracks
Worn out and weathered like a red leather mask
I've been through the storm, future, present and past
Light as a feather, swift as a cat
Cold as a rock, you know not what you nicked from my sack
Little bastard, you'll get skinned for that
And you'll swim with the fishes once I finish this task
No strings attached, clickety clack


K then punches the air with his left fist first making another X firework shoot off then his second punch being his right fist as the same firework goes off again. He springs to the apron and casually enters the ring smirking at the audience and taunting with his makeshift X once more then awaits the match.

Jason Cox: The Following Contest, is the could Nine match, where the ring will be suspended above the ground. Introducing first. From Reno, Nevada. Weighing in at 220 pounds. The Universal judge....K...X...N!!!

The arena becomes pitch black.

"ALL CONSUMING FIRE! BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURN!!"

Suddenly the crash of drums and a guitar are heard. The lights to the entrance becomes blood red. Smoke gushes from the entrance and then a figure slowly comes out. Oliver Creed appears from the shows and a red spotlight hits him as he blows the smoke in his mouth out. He walks down the ramp methodically glaring at the crown with a solemn expression. He climbs on top of the apron and moves to his left. He stands on the top turnbuckle, his right foot on top of the high turnbuckle and his other leg on the middle. He leaps down high and then does a spin. He goes to the camera and throws up a praying gesture with his hands, his cold silver eyes glaring a hole through the camera in front of the ring. He stops and then moves to his corner where he slumps down and sits in it.

Jason Cox: His Opponent. From Las Vegas Nevada. Weighing in at 230 pounds. He is the Ultimate Impact Champion...OLIVER CREED!

KxN starts the match off rather quickly with a running clothesline taking down Creed. KxN continues his offense by stomping out the prone body of Creed focusing on Creed’s midsection with these stomps. The ref finally forces KxN back, but he just pushes the ref out of his way and the ref can’t do anything about it with the no disqualification stipulation. KxN goes to pick Creed up, but as he grabs Creed by the hair Creed hits KxN with a stiff double chop to his throat. Creed follows up with a small package on KxN.

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KxN kicked out and both him and Creed are on their feet quickly. KxN and Creed stare each other down both not wanting a loss here. KxN to continue his utter domination over the entire UUW Locker room, and Creed to prove that him being Ultimate Impact Champion isn’t a fluke or from lack of competition. Both men decide to lock up and out of nowhere Creed attempts to lock in the Horns of Lucifer, but some how KxN manages to escape.

Bobby Mills: I can’t believe KxN fell for that. He could’ve lost the match right there.

Craig Andrews: Well you got to give Creed his due there as he almost had KxN right where he wanted him.


KxN is now furious at Creed for making him look like a fool in front of all of the UUW fans. He charges at Creed who catches KxN by locking both of his arms underneath KxN’s arms and then hits KxN with a belly to belly suplex. Creed goes up top to try and take advantage of the prone KxN. He leaps from the top rope and attempts to hit a diving elbow drop, but KxN rolls out of the way! Creed crashes and burns and KxN takes advantage by nailing Creed with a snap DDT. KxN covers.

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2..

Creed manages to get his shoulder up. KxN doesn’t seem to care as he picks up Creed and sets him up for a pump handle emerald flosion. He gets Creed on top of his shoulder, but Creed wiggles down his back and nails him with a stiff lariat to the back of his head.

Craig Andrews: Wow what a match we are seeing here tonight folks.

Bobby Mills: Yeah it seems like no matter what one of these two do to each other they can’t sustain any offense.


Creed knows that there is no time to rest so he follows up the lariat to the back of the head, by locking KxN in an STF. KxN reaches for the ropes as he writhes in pain, but he is still so far away. After a few minutes of struggling KxN finally grabs a hold of the bottom rope. Creed refuses to let go so the ref begins his count.

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5..

Craig Andrews: Why isn’t anyone ringing the bell, that should be a disqualification.

Bobby Mills: You brain dead moron this is a no disqualification match. The ref was hoping that by using the five count Creed would break the hold by instinct, but Creed is far to smart a wrestler for that.


Creed keeps wrenching back on the hold as KxN looks ready to tap. KxN gets a sudden brilliant idea, he continues to crawl towards the outside of the ring because Creed has to let go of the hold since he can’t go underneath the ropes along with KxN. Creed was forced to break the hold, but KxN falls out of the elevated ring and onto the outside of the ring.

Bobby Mills: KxN made a brilliant move back there forcing Creed to break the submission hold going underneath the ring ropes.

Craig Andrews: Yes, but the damage may have been done already. Look at KxN’s lifeless body on the outside of the ring.


Creed is full aware of the situation as well. He decides to go for broke again as he runs, bounces off of the ropes, springs off the top rope, and attempts to hit KxN with an elevated springboard splash, but KxN gets both of his knees up and Creed crashes and burns for a second time tonight. KxN shows that he was just playing possum as he is quickly up and grabs Creed and viciously throws him into the guard railing. The impact of Creed’s back against the railing was agonizing. KxN looks underneath the ring for a weapon of some sort. He finally finds it and it is a steel chair. He looks at the weapon like it is a thing of a beauty and then stares at a helpless Creed. Creed is trying to pick himself up by using the very same guard railing the KxN just used to inflict an excruciating amount of pain on him just minutes before hand. KxN blasts Creed with a stiff chair shot to his back. Creed walks towards the ring steps in pain, and tries to renter the ring, but KxN kicks the back of his left leg causing Creed to fall down on the steps and hurt his back that much more. KxN throws the chair into the ring and then pulls Creed off of the ring steps. He picks up Creed and then rams Creed face first into the steel ring post. Creed is busted open. KxN picks up Creed and decides to inflict a little more damage to his opponent before sending him inside of the ring and does so by nailing Creed with Universal Travel on the outside of the ring!

Craig Andrews: Oh my God KxN has just brutally and savagely beat Creed on the outside of the ring and put the icing on the cake by nailing Creed with that Universal Travel. Creed may be spending the next few nights in the hospital because of this.

Bobby Mills: Yeah well all KxN is doing is what ever it takes to win.


KxN throws Creed inside of the ring. It takes him a few minutes due to the ring being elevated, but he manages to do it. KxN thinks this match is all said and done and decides to take his sweet time getting into the ring. He slowly walks up the ring steps. He gets onto the ring apron and dusts off his boots by wiping them on the top of the ring apron, all the while staring at Creed’s prone body. His eyes never leave Creed’s body.

Craig Andrews: KxN should just end the match now.

Bobby Mills: For once I agree with the town idiot, KxN shouldn’t be counting out Creed just yet.


KxN enters the ring and kicks the limp arm of Creed and does this to the other various body parts of Creed. He finally decides to cover Creed by putting his right pointer finger on Creed’s chest, while staring at his bloody face.

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2..

Creed kicks out with a slap to KxN’s face. KxN looks pissed as he just stares at Creed on all fours trying to pick himself up. KxN charges over and hits Creed with a perfectly placed kick right to Creed’s rib cage. Creed rolls around the mat in pain as KxN notices the chair he threw into the ring before hand. He picks it up and places it in between the top and middle turnbuckle. He grabs Creed and tries to throw him skull first into the chair, but Creed grabs a hold of the top rope on both sides of the turn buckle and nails KxN with an elbow to his midsection. He follows up with a running shoulder block knocking KxN down. However he is forced down to one knee due to the damage he suffered at the hands of KxN.

Craig Andrews: It looks like Creed is still suffering from the abuse KxN has done to him earlier.

Bobby Mills: I think this match is all said and done to be honest with you Andrews.


Creed gets back up to both feet and attempts to pick up KxN, but again KxN has a counter as he breaks free of Creed’s hold and nails Creed with a beautiful drop kick. Creed rolls over onto his midsection to prevent a cover, but instead KxN decides to lock in the Muta Lock! Creed is in pure agony right now as he knows there is no way out of the hold other then to tap. Creed stares at the bottom rope and decides to steal a page out of KxN’s very own book by crawling towards the ropes and sliding underneath them. KxN lets Creed expend a little bit of energy crawling towards the ropes, but then breaks the Muta Lock and rearranges himself to place Creed in an ankle lock. Creed writhes in pain as KxN has a sick look of pleasure on his face from inflicting this much damage to Creed.

Bobby Mills: KxN proved right there why he is one of the best of UUW. Any other idiot might have let Creed do that trick, but KxN was to smart.

Craig Andrews: Yeah and now Creed’s punishment continues as KxN has that vicious ankle lock locked in tight.


Creed has one more trick up his sleeve though. He moves around the ring, not trying to go towards the ropes, but more of a repositioning of himself. Creed finally thinks he is in the right position and rolls though KxN’s ankle lock sending KxN skull first into the very chair he set up earlier in the match. KxN wobbles out of the corner and right into an Oliver Creed spinebuster. Both men are down on the mat.

Craig Andrews: What a resourceful move by one Oliver Creed.

Bobby Mills: This kid is really showing off why he is the Ultimate Impact Champion.


Creed just manages to drape on arm over KxN.

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KxN gets his shoulder up. Creed can’t believe it as he thought he had the match won right there. Creed manages to get to both feet before KxN. He places KxN in a seated position and then nails him with a roundhouse kick to his back. Creed gets on the ring apron and hits KxN with Burning Heaven and goes for the immediate cover.

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2..

KxN again manages to get his shoulder up as Creed looks at the referee in disbelief. He picks up KxN and sets him up for Purgatory Lost, but KxN hits Creed with some stiff knees to the top of his head. This allows KxN to transfer his weight down putting Creed in the opening sequence for a suplex. Creed again goes for Purgatory Lost, but KxN traps his leg this time. KxN hits Creed with a few jabs to his ribs and then hits Creed with C U L8r! KxN covers.

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2...

3!!!

Jason Cox: Here is your winner...KxN!

Bobby Mills: What a hard fought match for both of these men.

Craig Andrews: You said it.


Fade to Commercial

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The Virus

Cane match
The Prophet VS Zack Crash


As we return to the ring we can see canes of all kinds scattered around the ring, there are trash cans at each turnbuckle filled with singapore canes and bamboo sticks. It is obvious what's coming up next.

Jason Cox: Ladies and gentlemen. The following contest is a Cane Match scheduled for one fall, to a finish and it is our MAAAAAAINNNNNNN EVENNNNNNNT! Introducing first ...

"Billionaire" begins to play through out the arena as The Prophet steps onto the stage. He stands there for a moment, examining all the weapons at his disposal in this match with a grin of sick pleasure on his face. In just a few moments he will have the opportunity to take out all his frustrations on the UUW Champion.

Jason Cox: Weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds. From The Holy Temple, this is .. THE PROPHET!!

He strolls down the ramp, high-fiving the fans lucky enough to have front row seats as he makes his way to ring side, he finally rolls into the ring ready to start the match.

Jason Cox: And his opponent ...

A quiet, soft beginning of a rock tune fills the PA system as the crowd blows the roof of with cheers. They all jump up out of their seats, brandishing their signs as they eagerly await the arrival of the Ultimate Thrll Seeker. 

Jason Cox: From Charleston, West Virginia, weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. He is the UUW World Champion ... "The Ultimate Thrill Seeker" Zack Crash!

"Crash" by Decyfer Down breaks out and explodes in a hard rock sound as the strobe lights begin to flash wildly around the arena. Zack rushes out from behind the curtain to a loud ovation from the crowd. He bounces around the stage for a moment, going from side to side, saluting to the crowd before making his way down the ramp.

Zack makes his way down the ring, continuing to gesture to the crowd as the strobe lights are still flashing. Nearing the end of the ramp, Zack makes it a point to slap the hands of several outstretched hands. Looking at the crowd nearest the ring, he looks for the nearest person, takes off his trademark shirt and hands it to them. Then, he rushes the ring and slides underneath the bottom ring rope.

Getting to his feet, Zack rushes toward the nearest turnbuckle and leaps onto the highest rope, gesturing to the crowd. As several cameras flash blindingly, he back flips off the rope and lands safely on both feet in the center of the ring. Zack then goes to the side ropes and bounces up and down on them as he continues to work the crowd.

With this blood pumping, Zack goes for the center of the ring where he does some quick stretches before croucthing down, awaiting his match to begin.

Bobby Mills: I would love to see this two fight it out one on one, but I'm sorry if I just can't get into this kind of a match up. The kind of violence that a Cane Match promotes isn't wrestling, it's like some Karate Kid 2 bullshit.

Craig Andrews: Bobby, you just need to learn how to appreciate the hardcore aspect of this sport .. The sheer violence of it is blood curdling in the best of ways. I can't wait for that bell to ring and to get things started.


The two superstars meet in the middle of the ring for a brief stare down, and surprisingly enough The Prophet extends his hand for the handshake in a move of respect. Without any hesitation Crash accepts it, sending this crowd into a frenzy!

The two then break their handshake and proceed to their own corners, turning their backs to one another for just a moment. But it's a moment too long, and the Prophet makes a quick pivot and dash towards the champ downing him with a chop block!

Bobby Mills: Smart move from The Prophet their, he lured the champion into a false sense of trust and took the first shot in this battle of wits. Not to mention that the chop block is a move that is sure to keep Crash from performing any of his high risk moves in the early going.

Craig Andrews: That might be true, but one chop block isn't going to wear out that knee long enough to stop the Crash N' Burn.


Instantly the Prophet finds himself pulling a singapore cane out of the trash can, he takes a quick swing at Crash but he just barely manages to roll out of the way, avoiding the sting of the shot at least for the time being. Wildly the Prophet sends another cane shot towards the downed Crash, this time just barely managing to attack the ankle of our champion.

Crash still manages to get to his feet somehow, though it's apparent that the first two shots of this match have done a lot of damage already to The Ultimate Thrill Seeker. 

Prophet once again swings the cane towards Crash, only for him to catch it in his arm as it connects with his ribs. It staggers him, but just for a moment before he leaps up with a perfectly placed enzuguri. As both men crash to the mat, Zack instantly latches to his ankle trying to ease the pain.

Bobby Mills: See, I like this Crash kid .. He does things by the book and he still gets shit done in the ring. He doesn't need canes or tables or trash cans like 80% of the roster does ... He does things professionally and that's why he took the title from Virus, who can't go an entire match without putting someone through a table.

Craig Andrews: Is there really anything wrong with Ultra-violence in wrestling? It's obviously what the fans like because ever since he introduced a more hardcore aspect to our wrestling the ratings have blown sky high.


Both men are back to their feet at the same time, with Crash favoring his ankle. He steps forward for a chop, but his arm is caught by The Prophet and the champ is sent towards the corner with a hard irish whip. Crash hits the trash can with enough force to tip it over and spill the canes over the canvas and onto the floor. 

As Crash reels in pain, The Prophet makes his move once again stalking his way towards his downed opponent. As he gets closer Zack pulls himself up on the turnbuckle and finds himself using the ropes to support himself in a standing position as he puts a knee into the face of The Prophet.

Prophet staggers a few steps backward giving Crash enough time to springboard off the turnbuckle ... CRACK! The Prophet lunges forward and pushes Crash face first into the top turnbuckle.

Craig Andrews: That has gotta hurt ...

Bobby Mills: Oh does it? ... I don't think the fans could have possibly figured that out by themselves Andrews. That was some great insight into this AMAZING match. Thank you for being such an amazing color commentator.

Craig Andrews: You're welcome! I just try to do my best.

Bobby Mills: I'm surrounded by morons ...


Meanwhile in the ring The Prophet has set up Crash on the turnbuckle for a something devastating, however instead of hitting the his move he leaves Crash there for a moment and grabs the now, nearly empty trash can. 

After throwing the last few canes over the ropes he sets the can in the middle of the ring and takes a look over his shoulder to make sure Crash is still hanging on the top turnbuckle in his almost concussed state.

Moving quickly Prophet leaps to the second turnbuckle and locks his arm over the neck of Crash. For just a moment they hang in the air, and then they both plummet to the mat as the after effect of a superplex! An intense crunching is heard as Zack lands perfectly on the trash can crushing it and forming it around his body. 

Craig Andrews: This match may already be over after a huge move like that!

Bobby Mills: Thank god! This kind of stupid stipulation needs to be banned from this company forever!


Prophet crawls into position for the cover, the ref slides into position with his arm already raised to hit the mat for 

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A KICKOUT! The champ reaches deep down and somehow manages to get the shoulder up off the canvas, much to the dismay of The Prophet.

Slapping both hands off the mat The Prophet is once again to his feet, and in a rage as he hits each corner. Taking the trash can from each and dumping the canes into the center of the ring, leaving a huge pile of canes and poles.

Craig Andrews: The Prophet is planning something here that is going to guarantee him a shot at the title at the next PPV!

Bobby Mills: The thought of this kind of crap earning a shot at our world title makes me sick, it should be awarded to the hardest working WRESTLERS ... And I don't care what you think, this isn't wrestling. It's crap.

Craig Andrews: Why don't you loosen up for once and enjoy the show like everyone else in the building!?


Prophet finally walks back to Crash and peels him up from the trash can before dragging him to the center of the ring, on top of the huge pile of canes and without so much as a second thought he sets him up for a pile driver!

Craig Andrews: This could be it for the new champion!

As Prophet tries to pick Crash up he finds himself on the wrong end of a counter and is hit by a quick, perfectly executed Flash N' Crash! Crash goes for the cover in a heartbeat.

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THREE!!!

The ref signals for the bell as Cox picks up the microphone.

Jason Cox: Here is your winner, the UUW Heavyweight Champion ... ZACK CRASH!!

Zack Crash is given his championship. He raises it above his head, much to the crowd's delight. He smiles, as he takes a mic.

Zack Crash: Damn. That was one good match. Prophet, thanks. But now onto more important business. AKA, The Virus. I'm sure you are all wondering whether or not what I did earlier was intentional or not. Well...Let's just say that I do believe that all Virus needs is some guidance. Even if he doesn't want it at all.

Crash paused, as the crowd cheers for him.

Craig Andrews: I knew it.

Bobby Mills: Whatever.


Once the commentary and cheers were done, Crash continued to talk.

Zack Crash: But I do plan to top our performance from Extreme Celebrations. I have yet to decide on a match, but rest assured, there will be a decision made next week. Virus. I'm going to say this to you right now. There is nothing that you can do to change my mind about my goals for you. You must see the light...for your own sake. Please.

Suddenly...



She likes Rock and Roll blares through the arena. The lights begin to flicker after a few seconds. The super hot wife of Leon Roberts, Demonica, struts out from backstage, and continues until she reaches the ring. She gives the crowd a very sexy entrance into the ring. Many men, and some women, give her some wolf whistles. She smirks at that. Demonica then grabs a mic.

Zack Crash: Mrs Roberts. How...nice it is to see you.

Demonica: Cut the crap Crash. I'm very pissed off at you right now.

Zack Crash: Oh...really?

Demonica: Yeah. You forcing to put my husband's way of life on the line, just for a rematch with you? I refuse to stand here and let something like that happen. So what if he likes to hurt people, and brands them with a pentagram? He's simply spreading his message with a bit more force these days. But if you force him to give up who he is, then you're taking away the man I fell in love with, and I will not stand for it. But the more I think about it....You seriously are afraid of him then. Because no other has asked that, and let me tell you this asshole.

Even if you somehow get the win over him, it won't change him. He said he'll try the whole 'goody two shoes' thing, but he knows it's not him, and you'll be worse off then before, because if he doesn't, I'll personally, rip your balls off, and force you to eat them, before putting you through the same f*cken fate that Leon did to become the devil's incarnate, and that is shoot you 14 times, before I set you ablaze.


The crowd is in shock from the words of this hottie. Zack also is as well.

Craig Andrews: Wow.

Bobby Mills: She's got a nice ass.

Craig Andrews: I was talking about her words. But I won't disagree.


Demonica begins to talk again, smirking.

Demonica: But you know Crash. We only have a short time until the next Pay Per View. And in that short time, I can guarantee you this. As hard as you try to help My husband...We're gonna skull f*ck you so hard, it would cause a natural disaster. You won't know what hit you, and you will hate him. You'll hate him so much, that you'll want to kill him. That's what he wants. He wants you, to free your inner hate, and unleash it. Because you are a natural magnet for chaos and destruction. You just have to embrace it.

Zack Crash: I'm not a bad person Demonica. Yeah, a couple of bad things have happened, and I can get carried away, but so what, it happens to everyone.

Demonica: You'll understand wen we're done with you. And it all starts right now, as I'm personally naming your opponent for next week. Somebody...you don't want to face.

Zack Crash: Now who could that be?

Demonica pulls out what looks like a black and green mask from her missive bust. Zack Crash staresat it, before he is suddenly attacked from behind The man rakes off his hoodie. A handsome young man, full of rage, begins to beat down on Crash. Crash, being already tired, tried to escape, but is kicked in the face by Demonica. Crash does eventually get out, and stares at the man, with a look of shock and hate.

Demonica: Ladies and Gentlemen...I give you, the man, formerly known as Oblivion.....Supernova....VEGA KNIGHT!

The crowd cheers for that. They know a great match is gonna happen next week. Fade to credits.

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The Virus

Very Special Thanks goes to:

The Virus
-JP Smith VS James Preston
-Lawson's announcement
-Demonica's Confrontation

Zack Crash
-Triple Threat

Legacy
-KXN VS Oliver Creed

Alexis Black
-Sharpman as GM
-Black's return
-Zack Crash VS The Prophet

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