NEW Justice 1

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Name: NEW Justice 1
Date: June 28th 2009
Venue: Consol Energy Center
Location: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

[The show begins with a montage of what's happened over the course of the month, in particular it highlights the dispute between Plague and Shale Stevens, starting at the very first chair shot and ending with their matches at WAR. In the background 'Justice For All' by Metallica blurts out of the arena speakers. The camera pans around the arena, which has been given a court room theme appearance. The commentary desk is set up in the style of a judge and witness stand whilst the first three rows around ringside look like a jury, behind the ring is the large crucifix, which will be used in the main event. The camera spins around a capacity crowd, all of which are chanting and screaming for the first n.e.W. Pay-per-view to begin]

K.R. - "Good evening ladies and gentlemen, you join us at the Consol Energy Centre, here in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania`for JUSTICE! I'm Kirk Rider, and with me is former hardcore champion Mario Felluci...Mario, we've made it...we're finally at JUSTICE, your thoughts?"

Mario - "It's certainly been a long time coming, but hopefully tonight we can settle some old rivalries tonight, most notably the ongoing dispute between Shale Stevens and Plague"

K.R. - "Your right and with the World Heavyweight Title on the line for the very first time there's a lot at stake, both men will be hoping to be n.e.W.'s maiden champ!"

Mario - "Yeah but lets not forget there's been a lot of bad blood between these two competitors over the course of the month, there have been backstage brawls, in ring ambushes and a mountain of verbal aggression between the two superstars - I believe it's going to be one heck of a heated contest here tonight"

K.R. - "You're right Mario, and we'll touch on this subject again a little later on, so let's talk about our other matches, the Xtreme Title Match...what are your thoughts there?"

Mario - "Well the round robin tournament didn't go exactly to plan, Jack Ramses retired at the end of the last match meaning the final round could not be carried out leaving Desy Extreme, Matt Mobius and Mask Raider all with one win! So to add to the spice, Frank Madderson throws Salem Blackwell into the mix at the very last moment..."

K.R. - "Which is a decision that has upset head booker Matt Mobius, who has gone to extreme measures this week by calling out Frank Madderson to a creative control match sometime in the new future"

Mario - "As if Frank hasn't got enough problems already with Plague..."

K.R. - "I know Mario, but Matt Mobius is a professional and he clearly doesn't like the way things are being run right now..."

Mario - "Your right and Franks going to have to watch himself, if he keeps getting back in the ring like he is at the moment he's going to find himself in bad shape, it's been over eight years since he competed reguarly, I really don't know what he's trying to prove..."

K.R. - "You're right and tonights no exception. Frank, who's currently outraged over Plagues hell bent obsession at finishing Salem Blackwells career got involved last week at Ignite and came to the aid of Salem. However he and Plague, who'd had a relatively good relationship up until that point came together and as a result the casket match between him and Dragon was formed"

Mario - "And believe me a casket match is one of the most psychologically daunting of all in ring competition. Once you're locked in that casket, it's absolute hell...anything could happen to you..."

K.R. - "Speaking of anything could happen, what about our Trans-Atlantic Title match between Mr. Biggz, newcomer Michael Allen and Freya Amsel..."

Mario - "Well I think Biggz has this all wrapped up, Michael Allen still seems to be carrying a slight injury and Freya Amsels performance over the last couple of weeks has been nothing short of diabolical, I think a competitor with enough skill should have no problem getting his hands on some gold tonight"

K.R. - "And finally, the five man battle royal...which will decide who the first contender for the World Heavyweight spot will be..."

Mario - "That's right Kirk, and we've got a lot of newcomers stepping in the ring for this one, but I think we'll have to watch Jesse Styles carefully, he's been training hard in the run up to this match and he'll certainly be showing that he's capable of taking on the champ"

K.R. - "Well folks that's what we've got coming up for you tonight, don't go anywhere because right after the break...FRANK 'THE MONEY MAN' MADDERSON and DRAGON, will be facing one another in our first match here at Justice as they meet in a CASKET MATCH...don't go anywhere!"

[The show cuts to commercials]

[The featured commercial is for Mr.T's Flavourwave oven, it gets shown over the big screen. Meanwhile during the commercial, inside the Horsemans locker room, Plague is taping up the fists of Dragon, giving him a few pointers on the match to come]

Plague - "Try not to think about WAR my Dragon, Madderson got lucky...there's no Shale Stevens in this match and there's absolutely no chance that Frank can match up to you in a singles match...but just incase he does...we've got a little help standing by"

[In the corner of the locker room stands the Giant Majin, a sadistic grin spread across his Japanese face as he pats his right knuckle in the palm of his left hand]

Plague - "After tonight, it will be a new age for n.e.W...I will be World Heavyweight Title, Madderson will be defeated and hopefully my precious Freya will become the Trans-Atlantic Champion..."

[Giant Majin slaps Plague around the back of the head]

Giant Majin - "Quit thinking about the girl boss...and leave Dragon's hands to me...you need to go 'prepare' for your match against Shale..."

[Giant pushes Plague aside and continues to wrap Dragons fists. Plague nods and retreats out of the locker room]

Casket Singles Match
Frank ''The Money Man'' Madderson vs. Dragon

[The show returns from commercials and the camera pans to Christian Zimbardo who is stood in the centre of the ring dressed in a turn of the century's judges outfit. To the side of the ring is an open wooden casket with the n.e.W. Logo spread across it's lid]

Christian Zimbardo - "Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a CASKET MATCH. The first competitor to seal his opponent inside the casket will be the winner. Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and forty five pounds, one quarter of the Dark Horsemen...the unstoppable...the undefeatable....DRAGON!"

[{Music}*If there was a single day I could live, a single breath I could take, I'd trade all the others away, the bloods on the wall, so you might as well just admit it * "Lamb of God" by Laid to Rest begins to play as the gigantic dark figure of Dragon slowly walks down to the ring, as he approaches the ring, the crowd boo him, there's no mistake that their loyalty in this match lies with the n.e.W. President. Dragon steps up onto the ring apron and slides between the ropes before walking to the centre of the ring]

Christian Zimbardo - "And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and forty five pounds, from the fighting city of Detroit Michigan...the Billion Dollar Brawler...FRANK 'THE MONEY MAN' MADDERSON!!!"

[{Music} An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day, upon a ridge he rested as he went upon his way, when all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw, a-ploughing through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw "Ghost Riders in the Sky" by Johnny Cash begins to play as Frank Madderson walks down the ramp to the ring]

K.R. - "He looks nervous Mario..."

Mario - "And with good reason K.R...he's in a casket match for pete's sake with a guy...well...well just look at him"

[The camera pans to Dragon standing dominantly in his corner as Frank clambers up the ring step and steps between the ropes]

K.R. - "I really hope no-one gets too hurt here tonight"

Mario - "Stop being such a pussy..."

[Frank strips down to his ring attire and the referee pulls the two competitors together, the rules are then recapped and the competitors sent to their corners. After a few seconds the bell rings DING DING!]

K.R. - "Here we go!"

[Frank slowly comes out of his corner and he and Dragon begin to circle one another, Dragon extends his arm trying to grab a hold of Frank, but Frank slaps it away. Both competitors then come together and grapple up, Frank puts his foot to one side of Dragon causing him to trip over, both men then continue to grapple up on the floor in a sight which looks like more of a bar room brawl than a wrestling match. Finally Frank manages to get a punch off into Dragons face, he repeats the process again, hitting Dragon square between the eyes. "You like that bitch?" he screams as he backs off him and waves Dragon to get back on his feet]

K.R. - "Well if Frank Madderson thinks humiliating Dragon is going to help, then he is sadly mistaken..."

[Dragon steps in again, but Frank grabs hold of him and unloads him onto the ropes. He then walks in and begins to work on Dragons mid-section, unloading punches into his rib cage, Dragon tries to cover up, but Frank seems to have the drop on him for the moment as he sends Dragon to the opposite rope and then puts him down with a neatly timed closeline. The crowd cheer as Frank stands over Dragon and begins waving him to get up. Dragon shakes his head as Frank goes to retrieve him from the floor, but as Frank holds onto him he unloads a fist into his stomach and then sends Frank to the ropes, as he returns he delivers a bit boot to Franks gut, before catching his head under his arm and DDTing the n.e.W. President onto the canvas. The crowd boo as Dragon gets back to his feet and begins to dig his heel into his opponent]

K.R. - "Now we see Dragon, finally finding some momentum Mario..."

Mario - "Yeah and for Franks sake I hope he just puts him in the coffin and doesn't expose him to too much of a beating"

[Dragon pulls Frank back onto his feet and sends him towards the turnbuckle, he begins to bring his knee up and dig it into Franks ribs as he lies groggy on the turnbuckle. Dragon then sits Frank up on the top turnbuckle, puts his feet on the lower ropes and suplexes Frank from the top rope to the centre of the ring]

K.R. - "Oh my lord...a top rope suplex..."

[Frank rolls around on the canvas, clearly in a substantial amount of pain as Dragon gets back on his feet, wipes the sweat from his brow. Dragon stands over Frank and grabs hold of his ankle and locks in a deadly ankle lock, Dragon is doing this only to inflict pain on Frank as no submissions can be given in this match. Frank screams out loud until Dragon finally relinquishes the lock and pulls him to his feet and once again whips him into the turnbuckle]

K.R. - "Frank Madderson is in a bad way..."

[Dragon walks to the turnbuckle and goes to sit Frank on the top rope again, clearly looking to repeat his top rope suplex, but Frank fights back and slams his fist into Dragons stomach and pushes him back into the centre of the ring. Frank then stumbles up onto the top rope and leaps from it, catching Dragons head and dropping him into a top rope DDT. The crowd go wild as Dragons face hits the floor and Frank stumbles to his feet, clearly exhausted from the sheer tenacity of the match up. Frank pulls Dragon to his feet and throws him to the ropes, as he returns Frank hip tosses him to the ground before stumbling around the ring in an exhausted manner]

K.R. - "Frank looks tired..."

Mario - "The truth is K.R...he's just not use to competing in matches like this..."

[Frank slides out of the ring and walks over to the first row of seating, "Get up!" he shouts to one fan as he steals the steel chair from under him, folds it flat and slides back in the ring, just as Dragon is getting to his feet. Frank smacks him hard with the chair, sending him back down onto the canvas. "You like that bitch!?" Frank shouts again as he brings the chair up over his head and down onto Dragon's ribs...]

K.R. - "Frank Madderson...going to work on Dragon with a chair..."

Mario - "Dragon is not going to be happy about that"

[Frank picks Dragon up off the floor and sends him flying over the top ropes and crashing outside the ring. Frank picks up the chair and ducks out the ring himself, slamming the chair down on Dragons back as he tries to get back onto his feet. Frank then picks up Dragon and throws him across the table, lifts him up and sits him in the casket, but at the last second Dragon grips hold of Franks throat, Frank's eyes widen as another hand lands on his back...it's the GIANT MAJIN!"

K.R. - "What the hell is the Giant Majin doing here..."

Mario - "I don't know...but it's bad news for Madderson"

[The Giant Majin lifts Frank Madderson up and pulls him back onto the fall and begins to stamp down on him. Dragon steps out of the coffin and launches himself off the top rope with an elbow drop into Franks ribs. The Giant Majin then holds Frank Madderson up as Dragon unloads punches into his ribs, knocking the wind clean out of him. Dragon then grabs the steel chair!]

K.R. - "Oh no he's got the chair!"

[Dragon smacks Frank with the chair, sending him flying over towards the ring post. The Giant Majin then rattles his head into the steel ring post and pushes him back to Dragon who lifts him up!]

K.R. - "Oh no...the DRAGON DEATH DROP!"

[Dragon smashes Frank down onto the hard concrete and waits for a few seconds, taking in the boos from the crowd. He and Majin then pick up Frank and swing his limp body into the casket. Dragon fetches a hammer and nails as Majin slides the wooden lid over the top of the casket. "Goodnight Mr Madderson" says Dragon in a deep voice as he hammers the first nail into the coffin!]

K.R. - "OH MY WORD! Frank Madderson is incarcerated inside the casket...what will happen to him!?"

[Dragon finishes hammering in the nails to the coffin as Majin fetches a trolley. Together Dragon and Giant Majin put the casket ontop of the trolley. The bell rings DING DING!]

Christian Zimbardo - "Ladies and Gentlemen...here is your winner...DRAGON!"

[Dragon and Majin begin to wheel the trolley backstage, but are stopped by n.e.W. Security, this doesn't bother the pair who simply charge the trolley through the wall of security guards and push it all the way down to the underground car park where the casket is placed into an unmarked van]

K.R. - "Where the hell are they taking him!?!!?"

Mario - "They're abducting the prez...?"

K.R. - "I can't believe this..."

[The van speeds away with Dragon at the wheel, leading the Giant Majin behind to compete in his later match. The camera fades to black and cuts to commercials]

Winner by Placed Opponent in Casket: Dragon

[The big screen runs another set of commercials as the Giant Majin walks back down the corridor at the Consol Energy Centre. An angry Kirk Rider, Mario Felluci and Penny Constable come running in and confront Majin]

Penny - "Where the hell have you taken Frank?"

[The Giant Majin walks past her, brushing her with his shoulder]

Penny - "Don't you walk away from me when i'm talking to you!!!"

[Majin carries on walking, the three n.e.W. Staff turn around and see Plague in front of him]

Kirk - "Plague, what's this all about...? Where have you taken Frank?"

[Plague grins]

Plague - "From now on...you can call me boss Kirk..."

[Kirk frowns]

Kirk - "Boss? What the hell are you talking about, have you lost your mind?"

[Plague pulls a piece of paper from his pocket and puts it in the face of Kirk Rider]

Mario - "What the hell is that?"

[Plague continues to grin]

Plague - "This is the n.e.W. Constitution, it clearly states in section 3b, that if the President is missing, the World Heavyweight Champion will get to elect who runs the fed in his place...and we all know who the World Heavyweight Champion will be after tonight..."

[Plague laughs sadistically as the three n.e.W. Staff members faces drop, Kirk then points to the piece of paper]

Kirk - "That may be the case Plague, but look at part 3c, it says if this happens, then the World Heavyweight Champion will have to defend his title every week until the boss either returns or a new president is elected..."

[Plague looks at the piece of paper and scratches his head]

Plague - "That may be the case, but let's face it, no-one is ever going to beat me!"

Hardcore Four Way Match - NEW Xtreme Championship
Salem Blackwell vs. Matt Mobius vs. Mask Raider vs. Desy Extreme

[The show returns from commercials a few minutes later, there is a sense of confusion all around the arena after Frank Madderson was shipped into a van and sent to an unknown location]

K.R. - "Well folks as you saw before the break, Frank Madderson has been abducted and sent to an unknown location, which leaves us all in a terrible predicament...however our sources have just found this..."

[K.R. Lifts up the n.e.W. Constitution]

K.R. - "This is the n.e.W. Constitution, and it clearly states that if the president goes missing...then the World Heavyweight Champion will get to elect a new president until the original president returns. However it also states that in this case, the World Heavyweight Champion will have to defend his title every week..."

Mario - "Which theoretically means that there could be a new boss every week"

K.R. - "Exactly...this therefore means that there's even more at stake in tonight's main event! But we'll cross that bridge when we get to it...we've still got a show to run! Let's head over to Christian Zimbardo for our second match this evening"

[The camera spins to the centre of the ring]

Christian Zimbardo - "Ladies and Gentlemen...the following match is a Hardcore Match for the Xtreme Championship! Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Alexander Guerrera, she weighs in at one hundred and twenty five pounds and hails from the fighting city of Detroit, Michigan. The Dark Crow of New Edge Wrestling, the one...the only...SALEM BLACKWELL!"

[{Music} Your weird, in tears, too near and too far away. He said, saw red, went home stayed in bed all day, your t-shirt, dish dirt, always love the one you hurt "Ready to Go" by Republica begins to play as Salem steps out onto the stage and walks down to the ramp with her lover Alexander Guerrera. Salem looks nervous, her good friend and ally Frank Madderson had just been abducted and she didn't know what lay in store for her. The Dark Horsemen had already begun their strive for power and she knew she was on their hit list. The crowd cheer at the sight of Salem, although she was not ever suppose to be part of this match, she seemed to be a good choice to fill in for the recently departed Jack Ramses.]

K.R. - "Here she is...Salem Blackwell, the lady who has really upset the apple cart by being announced as a competitor for this match..."

Mario - "That's right, Matt Mobius, Mask Raider, Desy Extreme, they all bust a gut trying to get hear tonight, but Salem...just because she's a friend of the n.e.W. Boss seemed to get in on the match at a drop of a hat"

K.R. - "Very true, but...Frank Madderson is gone now, so you've got to start asking yourself what lies in store for her here tonight..."

[Salem ducks under the bottom rope and passes Alex her leather jacket as she strips down to her ring attire. [{Music} Circling your, circling your, circling your head, contemplating everything you ever said "Headstrong" by Trapt suddenly cuts in over the arena speakers]

Christian Zimbardo - "And the second competitor, he weighs in at one hundred and ninety two pounds and hails from London England, you're very own, the one...the...only...the monarch...MATT MOBIUS!"

[The crowd roar as Matt Mobius bursts onto the stage and begins to wave his hands in the air. The crowd erupt with a frenzy of cheering as he walks down to the ring, clearly in high spirits and psyched up for the match. Matt had been one of the main competitors who'd complained about Salems involvement in the match, and had as a result brought a cricket bat to the ring with him to see that Salem's attempts at gold were denied.]

K.R. - "So Matt Mobius, he's clearly the favourite tonight, wouldn't you agree?"

Mario - "Matt has the skill, that's for sure...he's a great technical wrestler, he's a good leader and he certainly knows the ins and outs of the ring, however when it comes to a title match it's always hard to call a favourite, especially when it's a fatal four way. Matt doesn't even need to be pinned to see his chance at getting a title stripped away from him, let's not forget, it's the first person to achieve a pin fall that will be having the belt around his or her waist tonight"

[Matt brushes past Alex Guerrera and rolls into the ring, he holds the cricket bat up to Salem and grins. [{Music} Tell me what you see, when you're looking at me, woaaahh, On a mission to be what I'm destined to be, woaaahh 'All of the Above' By Maino begins to play.]

Christian Zimbardo - "And the third competitor, hailing from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at two hundred and ninety seven pounds, some call him Bobby Mercy, but we all know him as...the one and only MASK RAIDER!"

[Mask Raider leaps out and gently sprints down to the ring, it's hard to see his emotions through the mask he wears, but Raider had been surprising everyone in the last few weeks and had gone from strength to strength. As he walks down to the ring, the camera zooms in on the brass knuckles he has wrapped around his fists...anything goes in this match. Mask leaps into the rings and retreats to his corner. {Music} Fire! Fire! Fire! Orange, yellow and black flesh trees bloom fire, fire, fire, those young fists clenched in the air "Set Fire To The Face On Fire" by Blood Brothers suddenly begins to play]

Christian Zimbardo - "And the final competitor this evening, from our nations capital, weighing in at two hundred and seventeen pounds, the prince of Pepsi, the Stallion of Rebellion....DESY EXTREME!"

[Desy steps out onto the stage and places his hands on his hips before pointing out into the crowd. The crowd cheer, Desy had recently had a good run in the past few weeks, picking up some quality wins that had gotten him to the finals. Desy walks down to the ring, picking up a steel chair from the audience and sliding it into the ring, unfolding it and sitting down it in his corner. The crowd cheer as Desy sits awaiting the ring of the bell]

K.R. - "Well it's been a long time coming...but finally...the Xtreme Title Tournament final!"

[The bell rings...DING DING]

[Matt Mobius doesn't hesistate for a second and runs in with his cricket bat and slams it straight into Salem Blackwells chest, knocking her to the floor. At the same time Desy flips up his steel chair and rattles it on the forehead of Mask Raider before turning to Mobius, both men lose a grip of their weapons and lock up. Mobius is unloaded to the ropes and then subsequently dropkicked to the floor. The crowd roar as Desy becomes the only person in the ring still standing, everyone else slowly struggles to their feet. Desy turns to Mask Raider and pulls him up, but Raider fights back unloading his brass knuckles into the guts of Desy before punching the Prince of Pepsi square in the side of the face.]

K.R. - "This ring is going to need a good clean after this match..."

Mario - "There's certainly going to be blood everywhere"

[Raider shakes his head and stumbles over to Salem who is back on her feet, Raider knees Salem in the ribs and pushes her back into the corner before unloading his brass knuckled fists into her face. Mobius also gets back onto his feet and staggers over to Desy, both men lock up and Mobius manages to scoop Desy up and launch him to the canvas with a pump handle slam. Mobius drops down over Desy...]

K.R. - "Mobius for the title...1...................................2..............but Mask Raider breaks up the count!"

[Mask Raider picks up Mobius and unloads knee into his stomach before unloading him to the ropes again. As he returns he hip tosses Mobius beside Desy on the canvas and drops down over him]

K.R. - "Now the Mask Raider! 1.................................2..............but Salem Blackwell interrupts the count as she scoops up Matt Mobius's cricket ban and unleashes it onto the spine of Mask Raider"

[Salem pulls Mask Raider back to his feet and unloads the baseball bat into his guts, knocking him back again the ropes, she then swings at him again, the sheer force sends him toppling backwards out of the ring and onto the concrete floor. In the meantime Desy is in the corner pulling himself back onto his feet, Salem Blackwell appears to be building some momentum as she runs over to the corner and swings the bat at Desy, forcing him back to the ground]

K.R. - "I thought they were friends..."

Mario - "They may be friends, but they're both very competitive..."

[Mobius struggles back to his feet as Salem turns to face him. She runs and swings with the bat, but Matt lifts up a boot into her stomach, drops her head beneath his arm and DDT's Salem Blackwell onto the fallen steel chair on the canvas. Salems face rattles off the chair and Matt drops down and covers up on Salem, there's no-one to stop the count now...]

K.R. - "Matt Mobius!!! 1..........................................2...................................but somehow Salem kicks out and rolls away from Mobius to the other side of the ring gripping her head."

[Mask Raider pulls himself back up off the floor and shouts at Mobius grabbing his attention. Mobius approaches the ropes to reply to Raider, but as he does so Desy Extreme comes in from behind and rattles him over the head with the steel chair forcing Mobius through the ropes and out of the ring. Desy then springs up onto the ring ropes and launches himself through the air and flying elbows Mask Raider back against the crowd barrier. The crowd go wild as Desy Extreme stamps down on Mobius just metres away from them, whilst a recovering Salem Blackwell rolls out of the ring and staggers around to Desy, she spins him around and eye rakes him, causing him a moment of excruitating pain, she then runs in and topples Desy up and over the crowd barrier before clambering over it herself]

K.R. - "Desy and Salem...really in the thick of it now as they stagger through the fans... swinging at one another..."

[Meanwhile Mask Raider and Mobius get back onto their feet. Raider knees Mobius in the stomach and then lifts him up high above him, suplexing the monarch backwards onto the crowd barrier, you can almost hear his bones shatter...Meanwhile Desy and Salem are going blow for blow as they stagger back towards the exit of the arena. They crash through a pretzel vendor as they exchange blows, constantly standing toe to toe. Mask Raider pulls Mobius back onto his feet as the camera cuts back to them and then pushes him onto the announcers table...K.R. And Mario spin back on their chairs as Mask Raider lifts the head of Mobius up and sends it crashing down on the announcers table, Mobius's head splits open and blood begins to pour from his wound as Mask Raider throws him back into the ring and clambers up to the top turnbuckle...]

K.R. - "He's on the top rope!"

[Raider launches himself from the rope, but at the last second Mobius rolls away from him and the Masked Raider is forced to crash land on the canvas. Mobius scrambles to his knees and picks up the steel chair, but rather than finishing Mask Raider he staggers out of the ring and into the crowd and begins to chase down Desy and Salem who have fought down to the n.e.W. Parking lot. The two of them are still exchanging blows, Salems face is red and bruised whilst Desy is wearing a shiny black eye as they fight up to a few parked cars. Salem then grabs hold of Desy and pushes him onto the bonnet of a parked vehicle before picking him up again and smashing him against a windscreen]

Mario - "Isn't that your car Kirk?"

K.R. - "so-of-a-bitch..."

[Desy lies motionless as Salem turns to face Matt Mobius who is approaching with a steel chair, Matts face too looks worn and tired, blood drips down from the wound on his forehead as he staggers up to Salem]

Matt - "Where's Frank now bitch?"

[Matt smashes Salem with the steel chair sending her crashing to the hard floor. He then walks over her as she stumbles around on the ground. Matt drops a boot into her back, keeping her on the ground]

Matt - "I should just finish you now...I'd be doing everyone a favour..."

Matt - "Don't be expecting any favours from me when I take charge of n.e.W...that is ofcourse...unless you do me...some 'favours'...."

[Salem finds it hard to speak, she's so tired, so exhausted from combat. The camera pans to Desy, he's still beaten resting on K.R.s windscreen. Matt lifts the steel chair high above his head]

Matt - "Say goodnight..."

[Moments before Matt can bring the chair down, a car smashes into him, sending him flying backwards against the car park wall, at the wheel is Alex Guerrera...arriving just in time to save his girlfriend...]

K.R. - "This match is getting out of hand..."

[The camera cuts back to Mask Raider at ringside, he staggers to his feet and slides out of the ring before pacing backstage to the parking lot. When he arrives he sees Matt and Desy stumbling around, heavily beaten and Alex helping Salem back to his feet. Raider runs up to Alex and smacks him square across the face with his brass knuckles, knocking him cleanly out.]

Mario - "Ouch"

[Mask Raider pulls Salem back to her feet and grabs her by the hair and begins walking her back into the arena. As he does so the camera pans back to the parking lot and to Shale Stevens and Jesse Styles who run over to the beaten Matt Mobius...they begin to pull him back up to his feet]

Matt - "I've got to continue Shale...the title..."

Shale - "Let is go man, there'll be another time...there's more at stake now...I need you..."

[Matt tries to struggle free as Jesse and Shale restrain him]

Jesse Styles - "Shale's right...we need to get you cleaned up...the shit has hit the fan..."

Shale [pointing at Desy] - "What about him?"

Jesse Styles - "Forget about him, he's finished..."

Shale - "We need all the help we can get Jesse...go throw him in a cold shower and get him cleaned up..."

[Jesse walks over to Desy and pulls him to his feet as the camera pans back to the ring. Mask Raider still has a grip of Salem as they stumble back over the crowd barrier and back into the ring. Raider throws Salem to the floor and then takes a few steps back]

K.R. - "It's SHINING WIZARD TIME"

[Mask Raider runs in with his signature Shining Wizard, but Salem rolls out of the way. Raider walks towards Salem, but somehow, even in her completely fatigued frame of mind manages to scoop Raider off his feet and powerslam him onto the canvas. She then pulls Raider into a sitting position and reaches for his mask...]

K.R. - "She's gonna reveal his true identity!"

[Suddenly there is a loud crash and Salem falls to the floor to reveal Kyle Matthews, the ally of Mask Raider standing behind her clenching a baseball bat. Kyle then throws the body of Mask Raider across Salem, the referee drops...]

K.R. - "This is it! 1.......................................2................................3..........."

[The bell rings DING DING DING. [{Music} Tell me what you see, when you're looking at me, woaaahh, On a mission to be what I'm destined to be, woaaahh 'All of the Above' By Maino begins to play as Kyle Matthews pulls his stable partner to his feet and places his hand in the air. Penny Constable then walks in, looking extremely glamorous in a short black dress and hands Mask Raider the Xtreme Title Belt which he slings over his shoulder.]

Christian Zimbardo - "Ladies and Gentlemen...here Is your winner...and the first Xtreme Title Champion...MASK RAIDER!"

[The crowd roar as Mask Raider holds his hands high in the air]

K.R. - "I would have never expected when we first began this tournament to see Mask Raider crowned the champion..."

Mario - "You're right, he certainly was the underdog...but he pulled through in spectacular form...although he did have a helping hand..."

K.R. - "You're right and I'm certain that Kyle Matthews involvement in the match wont go unpunished...especially if Matt Mobius achieves his goal of becoming n.e.W. President in Frank maddersons absence..."

Mario - "And that I look forward to seeing..."

K.R. - "Well we're going to cut to some commercials, but don't go away folks...when we return...the Trans-Atlantic Title will be on the line..."

[The show cuts to commercials]

Winner by Pinfall: Mask Raider (New Xtreme Champion)

[As the commercials run, Jesse Styles and Shale Stevens drag Matt Mobius and Desy Extreme back to the Headliners locker room and throw them into freezing cold showers in an attempt to waken them up. As the cold water splashes on Matt's body he turns to Shale who's leant against a locker, looking worried]

Matt - "What the hell is going on Shale...because of you...I just lost out on the Xtreme Title"

Shale - "I know Matt...and i'm sorry, i'll make it up to you I promise, but we've got a BIG PROBLEM!"

[Matt looks confused as the blood washes away from his face]

Matt - "What the hell are you talking about Shale?"

[Shale opens the locker revealing a neat pin stripe suit, just the right size for Matt, he takes the jacket and pants out and hangs them up on a peg before turning back to Matt]

Shale - "Plague's found a loophole in the n.e.W. Constitution...if he becomes the World Heavyweight Champion he can elect himself to become President...and lord knows...no-one wants that...there's therefore absolutely no way I can lose that title match tonight..."

Matt - "So what...you're going to win and elect yourself as president..."

[Shale looks at Matt, a little disappointed that he isn't following...]

Shale - "Hell no, I can't be bothered with the bureaucracy and politics of running a fed, if I win tonight...I'm going to elect you as President...hence the suit..."

[Matts eyes light up at the sound of the idea]

Shale - "Just put the suit on...i've recruited a little help to make sure I don't lose this evening..."

Matt - "Ok has there been any news on Frank?"

Shale - "Not a word, the cops are out looking for him, but you know what they're like...he could be lying at the bottom of a river for all we know...and let's face it, I wouldn't put it past Plague and the Dark Horsemen."

[Suddenly the door swings open and Mask Raider walks through clutching his new Xtreme Title belt, closely behind him is Kyle Matthews]

Mask Raider - "Aight bitches, what's this mothers meeting all about?"

[Matt staggers out of the shower]

Matt Mobius - "I'd love to be mad at you Raider, but that was a heck of a match tonight..."

Mask Raider - "Yeah no sweat Mobe, you fought good...I just got lucky...and had a little help..."

[Raider, Kyle Matthews and Mobius chuckle]

Matt Mobius - "I'm just glad that bitch Salem didn't win..."

[Suddenly Salem walks into the doorway, she's heavily bruised and slightly disorientated, her left eye is swollen and she can barely see through it]

Salem Blackwell - "What the fuck Matt?"

[Matt's face screws up with anger]

Matt Mobius - "What the fuck is SHE doing here?"

[Shale steps between Salem and Matt, just seconds before round two erupts]

Shale - "Woah guys take it easy, fuck...I know everyone hear doesn't see eye to eye, but we're hear for one reason and one reason only...after tonight we can all go our separate ways, but right now we all need to be on the same team...we can't let Plague take hold of n.e.W."

Salem - "Just run this past me one more time Shale, why does Matt have to become the President...what's wrong with Mask Raider becoming it...or Mr Biggz...or Jesse...or you...or me...why does it have to be Matt"

Shale - "He's been working alongside Frank the past few weeks, he knows how the place runs, the last thing we want is Franks disappearance to result in a drop in popularity, Matt is the only one of us who can run the fed without running it into the ground"

Jesse Styles - "Shale's right Salem, hell I don't know the first thing about running a fed, at least Matt knows the agents...the road crew...he knows the job..."

Salem - "Ok...I'll help this one time, but after tonight...don't expect any more favours...i'm doing this because I hate Plague...but don't think i'm going to let Matt Mobius take over my friends fed without a fight, at the moment Matt...you're the lesser of two evils..."

Ladder Singles Match - NEW Trans-Atlantic Championship
Freya Amsel vs. Mr. Biggz

[The show returns from commercials and the camera focusses on the ring]

K.R. - "Well folks we've already seen one champion crowned tonight, are you ready to see another?"

Mario - "I certainly am..."

[The camera pans to the ring, Christian Zimbardo is ready with the microphone]

Christian Zimbardo - "Ladies and Gentlemen...the following event is a LADDER MATCH for the Trans-Atlantic Title... from Thuringia East Germany, weighing in at one hundred and twenty nine pounds...cannibal girl...FREYA AMSEL"

[ Music} Du hast, du hast mic, du hast mich gefragt, du hast mich gefragt und ich hab nichts gesagt "Du Hast" by Rammstein begins to play over the arena speakers as a cool, calm and collected Freya Amsel slowly walks down to the ring. As she walks down the ramp there are a number of sharp wolf whistles, her popularity had taken a dive in recent weeks but after her win with partner Salem Blackwell last Wednesday she'd began to win back the supporters. Freya ducks under the bottom ring rope, seductively showing off her toned body as she walks to her corner and psychs herself up for her first title match. {Music} Journey with me, into the mind of a maniac, doomed to be a killer, since I came out the nutsac, i'm in a muderous mind set, with a heart full of terror "Natural Born Killaz" by Dr. Dre feat Ice Cube begins to cut in]

Christian Zimbardo - "And her opponent, from Jackson, Mississippi, weighing in at three hundred and thirty five pounds, one third of the Headliners, the one and only...Black Lavender...MR BIGGZ"

[Mr Biggz walks out onto stage and walks down the ramp to the ring, whilst Mr Biggz isn't the most popular competitor in n.e.W. He's certainly acquired himself a vocal female fan base. Biggz smiles as he clambers up the ring steps and through the ropes, looking around at the three sets of ladders scattered around the ring by the road crew. As he steps into the ring he watches the referee hoist the shiny Trans-Atlantic Title up above the ring. The referee calls the two competitors together, recaps the rules and then sends them back to their corners]

K.R. - "Well Mario we've got too very talented competitors lined up for this match, one slightly more controversial than the other, how do you think they'll fair against one another tonight?"

Mario - "Well sure, Freya hasn't been everyones favourite superstar, we've all heard the rumours about her and Plague's relationship and her continued poor performance up till last week had disillusioned some of her fans, but there's no doubt she is by far one of the most talented superstars in n.e.W. She could even be capable of beating Shale or Plague given the chance, but Biggz is outstanding too, he's had a bad run of form lately, most notably after being screwed out of the Xtreme title tournament by Jack Ramses"

K.R. - "And he'll certainly be hungry for some gold tonight" [The bell rings DING DING]

K.R. - "And we're off"

[Both competitors come out of their corners strong and lock up. Biggz gets the first break and launches Freya to the ropes before dropping her with a neatly timed closeline. Biggz then walks over to Freya and quickly lifts her to her feet, gripping onto her hair before sending her back to the ropes and catching her in a drop toe hold]

K.R. - "Biggz starting well here tonight..."

[Biggz claps and gets back to his feet, pulling Freya up as he does so. He drops a knee into her stomach and then locks up once more, lifting her high above his head and dropping her back to the canvas with a suplex. The crowd erupt in a frenzy as Mr Biggz builds up momentum as he darts to the ropes and then falls in with a leg drop to the downed Freya. Freya groans as the air is forced from her lungs. Biggz pulls her back to her feet once more and unloads her over the top rope. Freya crashes to the floor, she's beginning to think maybe Shale was right, perhaps she didn't deserve to be here, perhaps she wasn't good enough. As she staggered to her knees, everything appeared to be going in slow motion as Biggz picked up the ladder, slid it into the ring and began to set it up beneath the belt. 'No...it can't be like this' she thought as she springs back to her feet and runs over to the ladder, using her body weight to topple it over, just moments before Biggz can take grasp of the Trans-Atlantic title. The ladder and Biggz fall to the canvas and the crowd erupt into cheering.]

K.R. - "Mr Biggz, was literally inches from victory then...but Freya fights back..."

[Freya runs over to the downed Mr Biggz and drops her boot down on him, before pulling his heavy body back to its feet and sending it running to the ropes. As Biggz returns Freya leaps into the air, delivering a drop kick which sends Biggz falling over backwards. Freya smiles, things appear to be turning around for her as she runs over to Biggz body and drops an elbow into his ribs before pulling him back up and locking up with him.]

K.R. - "Freya on the offensive...she locks up with Biggz...tries to lift him....but Biggz is just too damn heavy!"

[Biggz reverses the grapple and pulls Freya up over his head with a delayed suplex and then sends her crashing to the matt. Biggs then drags Freyas body and sticks it between the open ladder and then drops down on the ladder, catching Freya's body between it. Freya groans as she rolls out of the ladder, only to find herself at Mr Biggz feet again. Biggz pulls her up and throws her back into the corner and begins to unload punch after punch into her mid-section. Freya tries to cover up, but Biggz is just too powerful, she's really going to have to step up her game. Biggz sits Freya up onto the top rope]

K.R. - "He's going for a top rope suplex"

[Freya fights back as she sits on the top rope and pushes Biggz back to the centre of the ring before leaping from the top turnbuckle with a flying elbow to Biggz face. Biggz hits the ground hard as Freya rolls back up onto her feet]

K.R. - "She's still got it..."

Mario - "She certainly has..."

[Freya drags Biggz back to hit feet and ducks his head under her arm before DDTing Biggz face first down onto the steel ladder. The crowd erupt with cheers as Freya drags the ladder from underneath Biggz and sets it up in the centre of the ring, she then slowly begins to ascend, but just moments before she can get to the gold the arms of Biggz drag her back off the ladder and the two competitors begin to stand toe to toe an let fly with some powerful blows. Finally the two grapple up one more time and Biggz lifts Freya up into his arms before promptly powerslamming her back down onto the canvas]

K.R. - "This match could swing either way..."

[Biggz turns back to the ladder and sets it back up, he slowly begins to scramble to the top of it, but a few moments later Freya darts up the other side and both competitors meet in the middle and begin to exchange blows as they stand face to face, just inches from the title...just inches from glory. Both competitors grab hold of one another and topple from the top of the ladder and crash onto the canvas. They then both spend the next minute rolling around on the floor before Freya gets up and limps over to Biggz and drags him to his feet...Freya swings at Biggz knocking him back against the ropes, Freya strikes again, wearing down her opponent as he tries to cover up, despite her fatigue, Freya's punches continue to be sharp and accurate and Biggz can find little way of blocking them, Freya then unloads him to the opposite rope before closelining him to the ground. The crowd go wild as Freya picks up the ladder and limps over to the fallen body of Biggz and drops the steel ladder down into his ribs a few times before setting up the ladder under the title one more time. Freya then slowly begins to clamber up the ladder, her leg clearly giving her grief as she reaches the top and begins to unfasten the Trans-Atlantic title, finally gold is in her grasp, finally she has proven not only to her fans but to herself that she is a true champion. The crowd go wild as Freya unhooks the Trans Atlantic title and then falls down onto the canvas with the belt gripped firmly to her chest. The bell rings, a tear coming to the eye of Freya, she'd finally proven herself to her peers. The referee walks over to her and swings her arm in the air as she pulls the belt around her waist for the first time in n.e.W. History]

K.R. - "She's done it...my word she's done it Mario..."

Mario - "I never thought i'd see the day Kirk..."

Christian Zimbardo - "Ladies and Gentlemen...the winner of this match...and first TRANS-ATLANTIC CHAMPION...FREYA AMSEL!"

[The crowd cheer out Freyas name as she stumbles around the ring, clearly elated]

K.R. - "Well that's two titles won now Mario"

Mario - "That's right...Mask Raider...and Freya Amsel our first two n.e.W. Champions...the question is, will it be Shale Stevens or Plage who's crowned World Heavyweight Champion?"

K.R. - "I don't know Mario, but the count down to that match slowly ticks away, we've got to take a quick break now guys, but afterwards we've got match four...as five competitors stand together for an over the top rope battle royal to decide who'll be the first number one contender for the n.e.W. World Heavyweight Title...don't go away"

[The show cuts to commercials]

Winner by Grab Belt: Freya Amsel (New Trans-Atlantic Champion)

[Deleted]

[Plague is in the dressing room with Giant Majin, taping up his fists moments before he's due to step in the ring as one of the competitors for the battle royal...]

Plague - "Majin...you know how important it is for you to win this match?"

Giant Majin - "I know boss, if I win tonight...and you win tonight...no-one will be able to touch us for weeks, with you as World Heavyweight Champion and President and me as number one contender there will be no stopping us before we bring this fed to it's knees..."

Plague - "You're right Majin, i'm glad you've been listening, but most of all...make sure you get rid of Jesse Styles, he is the only one who can mess up our plans, for if he wins the number one contenders spot and Shale somehow defeats me tonight, then my plans will be ruined and i'll have to wait two weeks before I can a chance of taking control of this place..."

[Suddenly Plague's cell phone rings, he picks it up to his ear and answers it]

Plague - "Hello my Dragon...it's been done?...good...he won't be bothering us for a long time yet. It's probably best you lay low for a while though, until everything's died down here and we can come up with something for the cops...ok...ok...see you..........bye"

[Plague hangs up the telephone and pats the Giant Majin on the back.]

Plague - "Good luck friend"

Five Man Over The Top Battle Royal - No.1 Contender Slot for NEW World Heavyweight Championship
Jesse Styles vs. Kyle Matthews vs. Sinn vs. Kenath Israel vs. The Giant Majin

K.R. - "Welcome back folks, you've joined us right in time for our fourth event tonight, the five man, over the top rope Battle Royal...with the winner going on as a wildcard contender for the World Heavyweight Championship Title next week, let's head straight over to Christian Zimbardo"

[The camera pans to the centre of the ring]

Christian Zimbardo - "Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is a FIVE MAN...OVER THE TOP ROPE...BATTLE ROYAL. Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois...weighing in at two hundred and fifty two pounds...one third of the headliners...the one...the only...your very own...JESSE STYLES!"

[{Music} Cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort, suffocation, no breathing, don't give a fuck if my arms are bleeding "Last Resort" by Papa Roach begins to play as Jesse Styles appears on stage. The crowd go wild as Jesse appears and heads on down to the ring]

K.R. - "Jesse Styles certainly looking full of confidence tonight Mario..."

Mario - "Your right K.R., he's been working out in the gym all week and he really looks well prepared for this match both mentally and physically, sure he's had a not so good run the last few weeks, but he's looking to put all this behind him, if he wins this match tonight he'll certainly be considered a serious competitor here at n.e.W."

[Styles slides into the ring and stands in the corner, briefly waving to his adoring fans.[Music] Here we go, you're looking at the real deal now (whoo), gonna kick your sorry ass out onto the streets, well pack your bags your ass is dead meat "Danger at the Door" suddenly cuts in over the arena speakers]

Christian Zimbardo - "And the second competitor, he weighs in at two hundred and eighteen pounds and hails from Chicago, Illinois, the emcee....your very own...KYLE MATTHEWS"

[Kyle Matthews begins to walk down to the ring, making his very first appearance on n.e.W. He's already made a name for himself tonight after he helped Mask Raider acquire his Xtreme title, hopefully by winning this battle royal Matthews would be able to establish himself early on as a force to be reckoned with. Kyle walks down to the ring and slips beneath the rope before staring off with his Chicago cousin Jesse Styles. [Music] Remember when you ran away and I got on my knees and begged you not to leave because I would go berserk, you left me anyhow and then the days got worse and worse "Funny Farm (They're coming to take me away) by Neuroticfish begins to blurt out over the speakers]

Christian Zimbardo - "And the third competitor this evening, he weighs in at two hundred and twenty seven pounds and hails from Hellmans Village...making his n.e.W. Dbut, the Good Doctor LUCA JULIARO!"



Mario - "This guy gives me the creeps K.R... I just don't know what to think of him..."

K.R. - "He certainly is a mysterious character, although we shouldn't judge him till we've seen him perform in the ring"

[Suddenly the Eastsidaz begins to play over the arena speakers, the crowd immediately begin to boo]

Christian Zimbardo - "And the fourth competitor, weighing in at two hundred and eighty seven pounds from Da South Side...THA BOI IN BLUE...KRAYZEE KENATH ISRAEL!"

[The crowd continue to boo as Krayzee appears on stage and begins to walk down to the ring. His popularity in the run up to Justice had seemed to drop and drop, his controversial behaviour not to mention his poor microphone skills had done nothing but taint his in ring performance, and whilst things were bad in regards to his fan base, they were even worse in his reputation with fellow superstars. Krayzee walks up the ring steps and slips through the ropes as Luca, Jesse and Kyle all stare down their noses at him. {Music} Wanna bite the hand that feeds me, wanna turn the tides, set the demons free and watch 'em fly, strike down the one who leads me, i'm gonna take his place, gonna vindicate the human race* "War Machine" by Kiss suddenly begins to play]

Christian Zimbardo - "And the final competitor, he weighs in at a staggering four hundred pounds and hails from Kyoto, Japan...The Sadistic Samurai...the one and only...GIANT MAJIN"

[Giant Majin begins to slowly walk down to the ring. As the tallest and heaviest competitor in the match he was naturally the favourite, it was going to take a lot to get this guy over the top rope]

K.R. - "And here he is the guy who is looking to do Plagues will..."

Mario - "Wouldn't it be great if Plague won the title and Majin became the number one contender? That would see the World Heavyweight title, not to mention the n.e.W. Presidency stay in the hands of the Dark Horsemen for at least two weeks..."

K.R. - "But the same thing also applies to Shale Stevens and Jesse Styles, if they both win...then the Headliners will retain control of n.e.W. And the World Heavyweight title for two weeks..."

Mario - "But come on Kirk, you seriously think Shale can win tonight?I just don't think he has the tenacity for a crucifixion match..."

K.R. - "Well we'll find out soon enough, anyway back to this match..."

[Giant Majin walks to the corner where Krayzee is and throws him into the centre of the ring. Even the Dark Horsemen were not happy with this guys behaviour. The bell rings DING DING. All four men walk into the centre of the ring and circle Krayzee, each one taking it in turns to walk in and deliver a cheap shot to the side of his face]

K.R. - "I would not like to be Krayzee Kenath Israel right now..."

Mario - "Is he crying Kirk?"

K.R. - "It looks like..."

[Giant Majin man handles Krayzee first, lifting him into the air and powerslamming him back down onto the canvas. Jesse Styles then steps in and drops his boot down several times in Krayzee's ribs before Luca Irish whips him towards the ropes. As he returns Jesse and Kyle double closeline Krayzee to the ground before the Giant Majin picks him up one more time and hurls him out of the ring.]

K.R. - "There you have it Krayzee is eliminated"

[As Krayzee flies over the rope, all four men take a pace backwards before turning on one another. Jesse hooks up with Kyle Matthews whilst Luca grapples up with Giant Majin. Majin offsets Luca to the ropes and then drops him to the ground with a hip toss as he returns. At the same time Jesse Styles unloads Kyle into the turnbuckle and begins to wear him down with several blows to his midsection. Majin picks Luca up off the floor, he seems to be in control as he lifts the newcomer up onto his feet, hooks up with him and throws him over his shoulder with a German suplex. The crowd begin to go wild as the Giant Majin turns around and pulls Jesse Styles off Kyle and delivers a quick knee up into his stomach before lifting up into the air and dropping him down to his knee with a backbreaker. Styles falls forward into the ring ropes clutching his back, as Majin steps in on Kyle Matthews and throws him out of the turnbuckle]

K.R. - "The Giant Majin is like a steamroller...can anything stop him"

[Luca gets back on his feet and steps in as Majin and Kyle grapple. Luca kicks Majin in the side and together Kyle and Luca double suplex Majin onto the canvas, breaking his momentum. Kyle then pulls Majin and unloads him to the ropes with an Irish whip before linking arms with Luca and double closelining him to the floor...]

K.R. - "Luca and Kyle...teaming up to get rid of the Giant Majin here..."

[Jesse Styles staggers back to his feet and walks over to Majin, picks him and holds his arms behind his back as Kyle and Luca unload on him. Jesse then sends Majin back to the ropes before Luca leaps into the air and drop kicks him down on the canvas. Then Jesse, Luca and Kyle drag Majin up to his feet and walk him over to the ropes, Luca begins to push his shoulders back as Jesse and Kyle lift his feet, Majin struggles to break loose, but it seemingly seems in vein. After thirty seconds of struggling, Majin topples backwards over the top rope and crashes down on the concrete floor...]

K.R. - "The Giant Majin has been eliminated..."

[All three men take a moment to catch their breath back before Kyle Matthews steps in and drops a forearm into Jesse Styles face, he then unloads Jesse to the ropes with a monumentous force, sending him tumbling over the top rope, however Jesse manages to keep a grip on the top ring rope and slides back under the bottom rope and into the ring, but Kyle has already turned his attention to Luca]

K.R. - "Kyle thinks he eliminated Jesse"

[Kyle and Luca begin fighting dangerously close to the ropes when all of a sudden Jesse Styles runs over and drop kicks Kyle off over the top rope, but Kyle doesn't hit the floor and lands on the ring apron. Luca turns around and takes a hold of his head and runs it into the ring post, Kyle's face busts open and he falls outside the ring.]

K.R. - "KYLE MATTHEWS IS GONE! Luca Juliaro and Jesse Styles are the last two men..."

[Jesse and Luca stare one another out as they begin to circle. Both men want to prove that they are strong enough to be at the top, they both come together and grapple up, but Luca brings a knee up into Jesse's stomach, the crowd then begin to cheer as Luca looks around the arena!]

K.R. - "NECROPLEX!"

[Luca uses his trademark finisher and slams Jesse to the canvas as the crowd erupts. Luca then gets back up and begins to dig his boot into the side of Jesse's ribs before offloading him to the ropes and dropping him back onto the canvas with a drop kick.]

K.R. - "Luca's going to do it...there's no way back for Jesse Styles now, he doesn't know what day it is..."

[Luca sends Jesse to the ropes, and Jesse stumbles over and off onto the apron, he's not finished yet, but surely there's only a matter of time before Luca is crowned the winner. Luca approaches Jesse who looks groggy on the apron, the two men grapple over the top ring rope, but then something amazing happens, Jesse Styles digs deep...deeper than he ever has done before and lifts Luca up over the top rope and brings him crashing down onto the ring apron...]

K.R. - "Both men are on the apron..."

[Jesse and Luca begin to exchange blows on the ring apron, before locking up. The two struggle back and forth before finally Jesse hurls Luca into the air...]

K.R. - "STYLES HAMMER"

[Styles performs his signature finisher, a modification of a Jackhammer suplex on the ring apron and sends Luca crashing to the ground, Styles also almost falls from the ring but manages to lock his foot onto the bottom ring rope and pull himself back up, saving himself from the disgrace of a double elimination.]

K.R. - "He's done it...it's all JESSE STYLES...Jesse has won the Battle Royal!"

[The bell rings DING DING. [{Music} Cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort, suffocation, no breathing, don't give a fuck if my arms are bleeding "Last Resort" by Papa Roach begins to play as Jesse slides back into the ring and has his hand hoisted high in the air by the referee]

Christian Zimbardo - "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...Here is your winner...JESSE STYLES!"

[The crowd roar as Jesse releases a smile of relief, he'd done his part for the Headliners...now it was up to Shale...]

K.R. - "Another great match Mario...and Jesse Styles certainly laid out a great performance tonight"

Mario - "Yeah you're right Kirk, but lets not forget Kyle Matthews and Luca Jaliaro both fought well too and deserve a little bit of credit"

K.R. - "Your right Mario, and there's no shame in losing, i'm sure they'll be back in the future to prove their worth"

Mario - "I'm sure they will too..."

[The camera cuts to the giant crucifix behind the ring...]

K.R. - "Well folks there it is...the crucifix that either Shale Stevens or Plague will be hanging from after the next event...we're going to take a quick break, but stay with us, afterwards we've got the match you've all been waiting for..."

[The show cuts to commercials]

Winner by Elimination: Jesse Styles

[Styles walks back into the Headliners dressing room, his head held high. As he steps through the door Mr Biggz and Shale immediately congratulate him whilst a still heavily beaten Matt Mobius sits on the bench and looks on]

Shale - "Good work out there Jesse, that was a close match...i'm real happy for you..."

[Jesse steps forward and playfully knocks Shale on his chin]

Jesse - "All that's left is for you to win this next match, then I can whip your butt next week and get that shiny title of yours..."

[Shale laughs]

Shale - "I'm just happy so long as Plague doesn't have the title..."

[Matt Mobius stands up and limps over to Jesse and Shale]

Matt - "So we're in agreement, we're going ahead with this..."

Shale - "How many times do I have to tell you...yes we're going through with this Matt...after tonight you're going to be the new President of n.e.W."

Crucifixion Match - NEW World Heavyweight Championship
Shale Stevens vs. Plague

[The show returns from commercials and a short montage of the history between Plague and Shale is run]

K.R. - "Welcome back everybody...you've joined us just in time for our main event...a crucifixion match for the world heavyweight title between Plague...and Shale Stevens..."

Mario - "And let's just run over the rules of this match..."

K.R. - "Yes let's, well first off its a none disqualification match, the only way to achieve victory is to strap your opponent to the crucifix, using the leather straps at each corner of the crucifix and then hoist the cross up into the air so it's standing vertical...it's considered one of the most dangerous matches in all sports entertainment and we have it here for you tonight..."

Mario - "And let's not forget, it was actually Plague who came up with the idea for this match, and he's been in one before, Shale Stevens hasn't, that has to give Plague the advantage here tonight..."

K.R. - "Your right Mario, Plague will certainly have the psychological advantage, but if i've said it once i've said it a thousand times, things change tenfold when there's a title on the line...now without further or do, let's head over to ringside."

[The camera cuts to ringside, Christian Zimbardo stands beside the giant cross in the centre of the ring]

Christian Zimbardo - "Ladies and Gentlemen, the following event is a CRUCIFIXION MATCH for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE! Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and seventy five pounds, from Cleveland Ohio, Tha Vanilla Thrilla, the one...the only SHALE STEVENS!"

{Music} In this hole, that is me, the dead are rolling over, in this hole, thickening, dirt shovelled over shoulders "Happy?" by Mudvayne begins to play as Shale steps out onto the stage and begins walking down to the ring. By the look on his face Shale seems focussed and psyched up for the match, he'd been waiting for this ever since his first match at n.e.W. And finally it was here. Shale gazes at the World Heavyweight title in the hands of Penny Constable as he clambers up the ring steps and slides through the ropes]

Christian Zimbardo - "And his opponent, hailing from the darkest corner of Hell, weighing in at three hundred and seventy five pounds, Devils Bounty Hunter...n.e.W's public enemy number one...the one and only, the dark and devilish PLAGUE!"

[{Music} YEAAAH!!! I'm a pop star threat and i'm not dead yet, got a super dread bet bet with an angel and drug head, like a dead beat winner, I want to be a sinner! "Heretic Anthem by Slipknot begins to play over the arena speakers a thick field of mist appears at the feet of Plague as he walks slowly to the ring. Shale begins to pace back and forth in the ring as Plague reaches up and pulls himself onto the ring apron before stepping through the ropes]

K.R. - "Here we go Mario, finally these two competitors face off for the greatest prize in n.e.W...we've waited too long for this...its hard to put the emotions i'm feeling right now into words..."

Mario - "Oh be quiet Kirk...you're ruining the mood"

[Both men step back into their corners and strip to their ring attire. A few seconds later the bell rings DING DING and the match begins. Both men step out of their corners cautiously and approach one another, their last match had been a real tight contest with Plague winning with only the slightest of margins, both competitors know how powerful their opponent is and won't be rushing in too hastily just yet.]

K.R. - "I'm so excited..."

[The two superstars continue to circle before they both step in and lock up. Both men are incredibly vocal as they grapple up, but finally Shale is unleashed into the ropes, he returns and Plague goes for the big boot but Shale dodges it and retreats back a few steps. Plague frowns and advances on Shale, but Shale steps to the side and unloads a quick jab into Shales side as he continues to stay quick on his feet. Plague reaches out again, but once again Shale escapes his grasp. "Come on bitch" shouts Shale as he continues to skip around Plague, stepping in every now and again and dropping a shot into Plague's kidneys]

K.R. - "Plague looks a little frustrated out there..."

Mario - "If Shale keeps acting like this, then this match is going to go on all night"

[Plague finally gets hold of Shale and pulls him into a grapple. The two competitors struggle once more and Shale is unloaded into the ropes again, this time Plague lines him up for the closeline and sends him flying onto his ass. The crowd roar as Plague walks over to Shale and picks him up, quickly locking up with him and suplexing him to the ground. "This is what you wanted!" screams Plague as he drops his boot down onto Shales face before picking him up once more and dragging him into the centre of the ring. Plague looks strong as he lifts Shale up into the air and powerslams him down onto the canvas]

K.R. - "Ooooh that's gotta hurt..."

Mario - "You just can't let this guy get momentum Kirk, if Plague gets momentum you're gonna feel pain...lots of pain..."

[Plague steps over Shale and goes to pick him up, but Shale unleashes a blow into Plagues stomach and then uppercuts him as he stands back on his feet, Shale then offsets Plague to the ropes and drops him to the floor with a dropkick as he stumbles around the ring and catches his breath back. Shale recovers as Plague reaches out and pulls himself up by the aid of the ring ropes. He points at Shale and spits before advancing once more on the Vanilla Thrilla.The two men lock up once more, but this time it's Shale who gets the upper hand and forces Plague's head under his arm and DDT's him onto the canvas. Shale then begins to drag Plague over the cross, but Plague brings a boot up and kicks Shale in the face before getting back up on his feet, gripping Shale around the throat and choke slamming him back down onto the canvas!]

K.R. - "BOOOM! Plague is back on top..."

[Plague grins sadistically as he kicks Shale in the ribs before pulling him back onto his feet and pulling him in for a grapple. Plague then lifts Shale high into the air and facebusters him down onto the canvas. The crowd then go wild as Plague runs over to the tunrbuckle and clambers up to the top, before flying in with a flying knee drop ontop of Shale. "Now you're mine Shale!" screams Plague as he grabs Shales arm and pulls him over the crucifix...]

K.R. - "Shale Stevens is going to get crucified..."

[Plague fixes the leather strap around Shales left wrist and begins to tie up his right, when suddenly Matt Mobius comes limping down to the ring, a microphone in his hand. Plague stops what his doing, leaving the incapacitated Shale tied to the cross whilst he turns to Matt Mobius...He points at Matt and begins to clamber out of the ring when suddenly from behind Matt runs Mr Biggz and Jesse Styles...Plague's eyes immediately widen as the two headliners run in and simultaneously knee the Devils own Bounty Hunter in the gut before slamming him face first down onto the concrete. From a distance Matt Mobius begins to talk...]

Matt - "Well Plague...you had it all worked out...get rid of Frank...win the title...become President...well i'm hear to tell you that ain't going to happen bitch..."

K.R. - "What? What the hell is going on?

[Matt Mobius steps closer to Plague as Jesse and Biggz restrain him]

Matt - "You thought you could waltz in and be the big cheese around here Plague...well i've got a little surprise for you...after tonight you will seldom be able to walk let alone compete..."

[Suddenly Desy Extreme and Salem Blackwell limp in from behind Mobius, each armed with a large piece of two by four. Biggz and Styles keep Plague pinned down as Salem and Desy lay into Plague with their weapons]

K.R. - "This can't be happening, where is Plague's Dark Horsemen..."

Mario - "Well Dragon is out and about doing god knows what to poor Frank Madderson...and Giant Majin...well he's right here"

[Mobius turns around to see the Giant Majin slowly walking down the ramp, a baseball bat in his hand. Desy and Salem pause for a moment and then run in on Giant Majin, but Majin isn't half as injured as they are and manages to offset his baseball bat into Salems ribs and then rattles it off Desy's face, forcing both of them to the ground, Majin then approaches Mobius, but when he's just moments away Mask Raider breaks through the crowd and smashes Majin with his Xtreme Title belt, forcing him to the floor, Kyle Matthews then walks in from behind him and both he and Mask Raider begin stamping down on Majin]

Matt - "As you can see...your allies aren't here to help you Plague..you're helpless...like a lamb to the slaughter"

[Biggz and Styles pick Plague up onto his feet and pull him into the ring, Mobius follows them and pauses for a moment before undoing Shale Stevens wrists from the leather straps of the crucifix. Biggz and Styles then throw Plague down and pull out his arms and legs, but rather than using the leather straps provided, Salem passes Matt a mallet and several nine inch nails. Shale gets back on his feet and begins to stamp down on Plague as Biggz and Styles restrain him]

K.R. - "I can't watch Mario, this is brutal..."

Mario - "Surely someone can come and help Plague..."

K.R. - "It's just too much, I wouldn't wish this to happen to anyone, even Plague..."

[Biggz pulls Plague's hand out and cringes as Shale Stevens picks up the mallet and drills one of the nine inch nails through Plague's palm. Blood spurts out over Biggz face and he stumbles back, he can't believe what he is part of, the whole n.e.W. Roster standing up against the Dark Horsemen, they may have got rid of Frank, but I think Plague's dreams of taking over n.e.W. Might be over for now. Styles pulls the other hand of Plague out and Shale drills a nail through, but the whole time Plague does not scream or show any real signs of pain, he just lies there, staring into the eyes of Matt Mobius and Shale Stevens.]

K.R. - "I never thought It would come to this, all this for a title..."

Mario "[crying] It's not even REAL Gold..."

[Shale reaches down to Plagues legs and ties them up with the leather straps before he and Matt begin to hoist the cross up. Slowly but surely the crucifix begins to slide up vertical as Matt and Shale pull on the ropes. Even the crowd aren't cheering...had Plague really achieved everything he wanted, had he made everyone in the roster so desperate that they'd be as dark and sinister as he? As Plague is suspended on the crucifix Mobius, Shale, Mr Biggz and Jesse Styles build a human wall around the crucifix, preventing anyone from being able to come and cut down Plague. As for the other superstars, Desy, Mask Raider, Salem and Kyle they slowly retreat to the locker room, they'd done their bit, they no longer wanted any part in the terrible ordeal. The bell rings out DING DING as Penny Constable reluctantly hands over the World Heavyweight Title to Shale]

Christian Zimbardo - "Ladies and...urm...gentlemen....the winner...and first World Heavyweight Champion....Shale Stevens!"

[People begin to stand up and exit the arena as Mobius puts the microphone back to his mouth]

Matt - "Before you all leave...there's something all the N.E.W Fans should be aware of...as you know...early tonight Frank Madderson, our beloved president was abducted by Plagues henchman Dragon. Nothing is certain of the fate of our beloved president but we have found a loophole in the N.E.W Constitution that declares that in an emergency like this, the World Heavyweight Champion gets to elect a member of the roster to step in as President until Frank returns...therefore Shale...I ask you...who would you like to elect as President"

[Shale takes the microphone off Mobius]

Shale - "I'd like to elect you Matt...from this day, until the return of Frank, I will defend my title each week as the N.E.W Constitution states and so long as I or any member of the Headliners hold the World Heavyweight title, you will be named the President..."

K.R. - "Mobius is President? Awww gee we're going to take a huge pay cut Mario..."

Shale - "And if Frank does not return by our next pay-per view, I motion that Matt Mobius becomes the full time President..."

[The crowd really don't know what to think of what's been said]

Shale - "Oh and by the way, since Jesse Styles...my good friend here won the Battle Royal tonight, I will be facing him next week at Ignite, as the N.E.W Constitution states to defend my title and to defend Matt Mobius's right to be President...and something tells me even if I lose...Mobius will still be President...and believe me when I say this..."

[Shale turns and points to Plague on the cross]

Shale - "I will NEVER allow this man to be in charge of N.E.W!!!!!!!!!"

[Kirk Rider and Mario Felluci hang up their headsets, even they're disgraced by what has happened tonight, they join the fans and begin to walk out of the arena.]

Winner by Crucifixion: Shale Stevens (New World Heavyweight Champion)

K.R. - "Well everyone, tonight was certainly exciting, but it appears n.e.W. Has a few problems. First, our owner Frank Madderson has been kidnapped, local law enforcement are out scouring the states for an unmarked cans believed to be transporting Frank in a casket to an unknown location. As a result of this Matt Mobius has found a loophole in the n.e.W. Constitution that allowed Shale Stevens to announce him as acting-President...but what's more horrifying is the way that Plague was beaten down by half of the n.e.W. Roster and nailed to the crucifix...he is still there now, as no-one can get past the four man wall to cut him down..."

Mario - "It has indeed been a sad day for n.e.W. But we should really reflect on the good things that have happened. Freya Amsel and Mask Raider have become champions and Jesse Styles got back on form after a recent spell of bad performance"

K.R. - "You're right Mario, but what I want to know is where was Freya? Why didn't she help Plague?"

Mario - "I don't know Kirk, I just don't know anymore"

K.R. - "Well folks that's all for tonight, I hope you enjoyed the show, from the Consol Energy Centre in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, I'm Kirk Rider..."

Mario - "And I'm Mario Felluci"

K.R. - "Goodnight everyone"

[The end credits begin to roll]



Freya - "I'm sorry it took so long, what have they done to you?"

[Plague groans as Freya cuts the ropes and drops the cross down onto the ground and looks at the nine inch nails that are stabbled through Plague's hands]

Freya - "This is going to hurt my love..."

[Freya rips out the nail from Plague's left hand causing him to scream out loud, she then rips off part of her shirt and wraps it around his wrist as a makeshift bandage before moving to the right hand and repeating the process. Plague screams again, sending echoes all around the arena as Freya bandages his arm and pulls him onto his feet, she has a tear in her eye]

Freya - "I'm sorry I couldn't come to your aid, but what chance would I have had...?"

[Plague doesn't have the strength to speak at that moment. Freya slings his arm over her shoulder and helps him down the ring steps]

Freya - "We should get you to the hospital...you should see a doctor"

Plague [Groaning] - "No...doctor...just take me home"

[Freya nods and carries the beaten body of Plague out of the arena and bundles him onto the back seat of her car, perhaps her uncle would have some medicine for him? She was suppose to be out celebrating tonight for winning the Trans-Atlantic Title, but she could only think of the man she loved...]