IGNITE 197

[Styles]

IGNITE 197
Event Date: August 6, 2014 at 8 pm
Event Deadline: August 5, 2014 at 9 pm
! IGNITE 197 !
From The Joyce Center in South Bend, Indiana!

IGNITE 196 began the evolution of NEW now this week NEW 6.0 continues with a week past we will see what stems from last weeks show and what happens on this weeks show for it is after all New Edge Wrestling. A place where just about anything can and will happen. The NEW World Heavyweight Title will be defended in the main event and many other important matches will be on the card as well for the weekly rankings battle between the NEW superstars begin! Where will you be seeded after this week? How close will you be to the NEW or TA Title? Also what more will come from the F.B.I for it has been made clear the fight has only just begun and Jesse Styles didn't help matter saying what he said directly to them in the opening of last weeks show. It's Ignite 197 on HOTV!
VALEN-CAM
One man segment
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
Hunter Valentyne
Stronger by Kanye West plays on the loudspeaker and the video plays as the crowd pops huge for Hunter Valentyne. He walks to the ring as the roof is damned near blown off of the building. The fans are trying to slap hands with Hunter but that is not his style. He walks to the ring with a pissed off purpose on his face. He stands on the second rope and looks out at the crowd as they yell a bit louder. The announce team is drowned out by the pure noise of it all. Hunter smiles as he motions for the microphone.

The crowd refuses to die down as the roar continues again. They are chanting for him which most of the world never thought would happen. He patiently waits for them to die down so he can speak. But the roar continues. Hunter stands in his ring gear and black Myth Killer T shirt as the crowd finally dies down a little bit.

Hunter: Wow. Never thought I would ever see that shit. You people cheering like a mother fucker for me. You see this all is kind of weird for me. I am used to you guys booing me out of the damned building. Honestly it is flattering but I understand why you are doing it. You see you people are like street urchins. Now I do not mean that in a demeaning way. You see you are hungry for anything to believe in. I mean you were fed a steady diet of Roger Wright and Al Envy for five years. I mean I would be starving for someone to back if I were you too. You see you people deserve a lot from this company and I damned sure am going to give it to you.

Hunter: You were given a guy you backed who could give less than a fuck about you like Roger Wright. He wants to leave and shit on what you did for him. You were given a guy who sold out every chance he got to get your support and your dollars. He was in it with you people for the money and the fame. He does not give a shit about you and never did. And now he will get his ass kicked for saying the crap he has been saying.

The crowd continues with their Myth Killer chants. Yes we all know how odd that shit sounds but they are down with it.

Hunter: You see I know you guys have had a horrible week. First Lance Stevenson leaves you for less money due to mismanagement. Who knows better than the New Edge Wrestling organization about mismanagement costing us talent? Johnny Stylez? Ryan Pugh? Aaron Abraham? Yeah I feel your fucking pain. Then you lose Paul George to a broken and fucked up leg. Well I can tell you I had injuries that pale to that and now I am back better than ever. So keep the faith in your Pacers and all will be fine.

The crowd starts up a Let's Go pacers chant. Hunter stands in the ring with a smile on his face as the crowd is going ape shit right now. The man patiently waits for it to die down before continuing.

Hunter: I have had this little problem this week. After what happened to me last week I have been thinking of a way to fuck with Jesse Styles that would wreck his shit. I thought of several things but they did not seem appropriate. I thought of embarrassing him using midgets or trolls but who has been embarrassed ore in New Edge Wrestling than he has? he is like immune to looking like an idiot. So I came up with a little something that will hurt him where he lives. Without further ado allow me to present to you the debut of Valen-Cam!

The screen goes black and then snow comes up as the intro to the new feature plays. The first image we see is that of Hunter Valentyne standing on a lawn in a nice neighborhood. He is wearing a pair of grey basketball shorts and a blue t shirt. He looks like he might be there to mow the yard.

Hunter Valentyne: Welcome to the first ever edition of Valen-Cam. This is a recurring thing I will be doing to make the lives of those who cross me a living hell on Earth. You see Jesse Styles is going to pay for his sins. Roger Wright is going to pay for his sins. Let's just say I am the Implement of Karmetic Justice. They fucked up in their lives and wronged someone. Now Karma is about to bite them in the fucking ass.

The camera pans around to see a spacious home with a finely manicured lawn. Hunter is standing there looking at the bottle of lighter fluid in his hands. The camera pans around to see a wheel chair sitting in front of him.

Hunter Valentyne: You see Jesse Styles is going to get the beating of his life in time. But first I have to go through his lackeys. The first will be his hillbilly friend Rocky Cassels. But that is later this week. Right now I have called up a friend of mine to help me handle this situation. His name is Joe and he drives a truck. You see he is a working man much as my background has been. Before I was a wrestler I worked as a laborer. I built fences and hung gutters. I dug out footings and installed sprinkler systems. I did the jobs that Jesse Styles considers beneath him. What he fails to realize is that his house servants and gardners do the shit for him that he will not do. He would die without them.

A car drives by and waves at Hunter. He smiles and responds to them with a wave of his own. Before long a big ass truck with a hose on the side comes to the residence. The side of the truck has lettering on it in big bold black fonts. It reads...

SEWAGE DONE WRIGHT

Hunter Valentyne: I can see that my friend Joe is here. You see I did my homework and I realize this is the residence of Jesse Styles. This is where he lays his head when he is not busy fucking my over and almost killing my career. I made sure his wife and kids were out of the house so I am no murderer...well anymore. Joe! WHat's up?

Joe: Nothing much vato loco. You ready to do this shit? HAHA

Hunter: Nice pun Joe. Get the fucking hose out.

Joe: How much we putting in there?

Hunter: Until it runs out of the chimney.

Joe: You are lucky I am full vato loco.

The ladder is already on the roof. Hunter almost loses his balance on a loose shingle but he catches himself from falling. He walks to the exposed chimney as the hose is raised up to him. Joe waits for the go ahead before releasing the valve to pump raw sewage into the house of one Jesse Styles.

Hunter: You see Jesse I figured you are the biggest piece of shit I know. So what better way to destroy your shit than with raw sewage? And I mean having the company being named after your new best friend only makes sense. I mean after all you did basically hand Roger the strap at Justice. Of course I will be taking that shit from the spineless piece of shit. He wants to walk the fuck away? I will beat his ass into retirement so he can fuck my loser soon to be ex skank of a wife all he wants.

The house is filling up with the raw sewage. The windows are starting to break out due to the pressure. This is a lot of shit if you catch the drift. The truck is spewing this crap out as a new truck pulls up behind the other one. This one is from the same company.

Hunter: I can dump this sewage into your house all day long Jesse. I am sick of your fucking voice. I am sick of your damned face. I am sick of you not being able to man the fuck up and stand on your own two feet and fight. You need a bunch of no talent lackeys backing you up. Grow a set and be a man for a change. I am going to make you fight me. If this does not work then I will fuck with something else until you do fight me on your own.

Joe: Is this enough shit?

Hunter: For him this is only the start. I want it flowing out of the fucking chimney.

Joe: This is a big house I might need another couple of trucks.

Hunter: You God Damn right this is a big house that was bought and paid for with my sweat, Johnny's blood, and Pugh's hard work. Jesse is a God Damn parasite and there is only one way to kill one of those. That is to put the heel of your boot to its head and squish.

Joe: We got sewage past the second floor Mister Valentyne.

Hunter: Call me Hunter. Unlike Jesse Styles and Roger Wright I work for a living. Now pump that shit out.

The third and fourth trucks show up and hoses are hooked up. Hunter climbs down the ladders the the sewage is flowing out of the chimney. He gives the slashing sign to cut it off. He takes the lighter fluid and starts pouring it on the lawn in front of what used to be a nice house. The lawn i lit on fire with a lighter before Hunter puts a cigarette into his mouth. He takes a drag as the lawn is lit on fire with lettering. It reads...

BITCH MOVE!!!!

Hunter: Your Move bitch!

The feed cuts off as we are rejoined in the ring by Hunter Valentyne. Hunter is laughing as i most of the crowd. Hunter picks up the microphone when he ready to speak.

Hunter: We know Jesse does not stop at two. So why not bring your other two idiots in riot gear out here to complete your little group of misfits. We all know who they are. So bring Your boyfriend Roger and Matthew out here. I mean you want to attack me again with numbers don't you? Bring it on bitch!

Hunter stands there waiting but no music hits....And, no one comes out. Hunter smiles nodding his head saying Okay then. The fans cheer for him as he rolls out of the ring and finally his music hits as we cut to a commercial.
AREAS VS MCMATTIO
1 vs 1
Areas VS Matt McMattio
Clark Benson: Can you believe what we just saw? Hunter Valentyne legit filled Jesse Styles house full of shit! My god I am not sure if Hunter is a god damned genious or a god damned idiot both never the less you had better believe Jesse will respond when he feels like it. Also I have a feeling both Mathew Carter and Roger Wright will be responding to the not so kind words Hunter had to say about those two as well. But, we must get to our first match featuring the debut of Mcmattio taking on Areas who made his debut last week with a win. This match was pretty back and fourth early on then mid match Judas started hitting moves big time moves really putting Mcmattio on the ropes in a manner of speaking. However Judas attempted many pinning attempts and Mcmattio showed he had a lot of heart continuing to kick out and even getting back on the offensive at points in time. Now we go to the closing parts of this opening match!

Areas smashes McMattio’s face into the top turnbuckle repeatedly until the referee steps in and calls for the break. Areas backs off for a second before leveling McMattion with a short arm clothesline, rolling right into an armbar. The ref checks for a submission, but McMattio is too close to the ropes and gets a foot on them, causing a break. Areas maintains the hold until a 4 count before breaking the hold as McMattio rolls out to the floor and shakes his arm, trying to regroup.

Vince Walters: Well, Areas is really going to work on McMattio. I guess the old veteran has a few things to teach the young kid.

Jill Matthews: McMattio does definitely need to find a way to get back on the offensive, that’s for sure…

McMattio rolls back into the ring and is cut off by Areas who kicks and stomps on the man’s ribs but McMattio eventually fights to his feet and hits Areas with a thumb to the eye before sending Areas into the ropes and charging the man, bringing Areas to the mat with a spear. McMattio gets to his feet, playing to the crowd with a big smile on his face.

Vince Walters: Not sure its smart to showboat like that.

Jill Matthews: Wow, you said something intelligent.. I might die of shock.

Vince Walters: Really? I can perform mouth to mouth if you need it…

Jill Matthews: And… you’re back to being an idiot.

McMattio steps through the ropes to the apron and then springboards over the ropes and hits Areas with a slingshot legdrop and goes for the pin, the ref dropping down to make the count.

1…

2…

3NO!

Areas kicks out and McMattio turns to the ref, telling him to count faster. Meanwhile, Areas gets to his feet, shaking his head and grabs McMattio from behind, bringing him to the mat with a Russian leg sweep. He then grabs McMattio and pulls him to his feet locking him in a Thai Kick Boxing style clinch and begins hammering McMattio’s rib cage with alternating right and left knee shots, hitting the man without mercy for almost 15 seconds before finally taking McMattio to the mat with a snapmare and kicking him in back of the head with a solid boot, pinning the man.

1..

2..

McMattio kicks out and both men get to their feet trading punches with each other until McMattio goes lower with a knee to the gut and sends Areas into the ropes, taking the man down with a spear again, this time, moving into a mounted position and hammering Areas with punches until Areas suddenly grabs hold of the the arm that McMattio punches with and locks in a triangle choke. The ref drops down and looks for a submission.

Vince Walters: Triangle Choke! McMattio better get out of this quick or he’s dead meat!

Jill Matthews: But CAN he get out of it?

McMattio struggles to break the hold or find his way to the ropes but his movements gradually slow as Areas mantains the hold and he finally taps out, the ref calling for the bell.
Winner
Areas
Loser
Matt McMattio
Outcome
Submission
BEWARE OF THE NAKED CLOWN.
Two man segment
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
Blair Buchannan-ValentyneFreakshow
She was, the it factor, the bar for all female in pro wrestling as well as most of the men that stepped into the squared circle; and she knew it. You could tell in her smile, her walk as she made her way through the back lobby of the Joyce Center where the next instalation of Ignite!, would be taking place. She waved at a few off screen, even blew a kiss or two as her eyes radiated with an estatic excitment, for tonight she took another step in cementing her place as NEW royalty tonight. She rounded a corner, to where she saw the door she had been looking for. It was closed an on a large plaque mounted in the center was etched "Roger Wright and Blair Buchanon", with a smile she took hold of the door handle and opened it up into the room.

She stepped in, turning her back onto the dark room as she closed the door and looked for the lightswitch along the inside of the wall. And as the click of the lock sounded, she couldn't but help her another sound.

"Eh..eh..eh...hrmm" the near inaudible whispers came from behind her, "...oh...oh..come on...one more..."

She froze, the voice not familar and the last she heard from him Roger was running a little behind her. She wasn't sure if it was one of Valoras flunky or maybe a drugged out member of the arenas janitorial staff.

"oh...oh...her we go...her we go!" the voice came, louder.

She was amazed that who ever this was, hadn't been tipped off by her entering the room earlier. But as she listened in closer and heared a repetitive popping nose and an increasinly heavy breathing, she began to understand. The lightswitch hit the tips of her finger and she flipped them on.

"What...the...fuck!?" she yealed out as the master of the voice jumps, turning around towards her with a large wine bottle in one hand and his manhood in the other.

She is rendered paralyzes for a few moments as the entirity of the scene comes into focus. There in front of her was a man, butt naked except for a top hat and face paint, yanking himself into a large bottle. On the floor, in a large puddle is a deep red liquid...quite possibly the former contents of the bottle. His eyes look her up and down, then a huge smile spreads across his face.

"Oh! My Anabella!" he said, the bottle still held near the tip of his penis...his grip on either not loosening.

"What...ARE YOU DOING!? Who the hell are you!?" she screamed again, bringing her hand up into her hair. "And is that....oh my god. Do you realise that was a thirteen hundred dollar bottle of wine!?"
The man giggles to himself, lifting the bottle up to his face then holds it out to Blair.

"Well....now it's a three hour bottle of love...for you my Anabella!" he said, taking a step towards her with the bottle.

Instantly her anger turned into a gutwrenching attempt to hold her lunch down as she realises what was sloshing around in the bottle, as well as now the rising stentch of sex piss and body odor.

"Oh my god....I don't...want that!? And who the fuck is Anabella?" she said, pressing herself up against the wall away from him.

"You..my sweet Anabella..you are! Oh come now, I found you...so are we playing a new game now?" he said, taking another step towards her...his hand still holding his instrument.

"The only game we will be playing is you picking your teeth off the ground if you don't leave....NOW!" she screamed again.

He jumped at her scream, but his smile never left. Instead he lowered his head slightly to look upwards towards her some. It casted a sinister shadow over his face, highlighted by the white paint smeared across him.

"Oh...please, lets play that game then." he said, the one of his voice now lower.

Without hesitation Blair stepped forward and sent a very stiff fist into his mouth, the impact raddled her knuckles and sent him stumbling back. The wine bottle slipped from his hand and hit the floor, but his other hand....was like it was glued onto it.

"He he he hahahahaha! Oh..oh...that was fun........my turn!" he grumbles as he charged back at her, his free hand grabbed her by the shirt and slammed her up against the wall. Her head hit the wall as his face stopped just inches from her. Between the shock of the impact and the horrid breath billowing out between his lips, she wasn't sure if she was going to stay concious.

"Hmm..." he leaned in, the tip of his nose dragging up her nose as he smelled her.."oh how I missed how you smelled my Annabella...let me ask you....did you like the first gift?"

She was unsure of what he was talking about, still fighting against the throb in the back of her head.

"It was just like the ones I used to leave for you....don't you remember? He he, it was a dove...eating it's heart." he spoke, a slight giggle trailing at the end of his sentense.

It hit her, the dead bird with it's entrails slung all over the pillow. It was HIM, not Valora.

"I was trying to get you another present ready....but well, you ruined the surprise. So...how about...i just give you a fresh batch?" he said, leaning his face in towards the base of her neck. As he did so she could feel his arm start to shift back and forth against her, but before she had a chance to do anything....

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" came the booming voice of her hero, her love...Roger Wright.

He wasted no time, reaching in and grabbing Freakshow by his hair and slinging him back off of Blair. The pure force of it send Freakshow sprawling backwards landing on the back of his head and rolling over onto his knees. His eyes are wide as he is trying to piece together what had just happened to him, but he was still laughing.

"Oh...who who...heheheheheh!" he cackled out as she scrambled up to his feet, rushing for his assailant.

Roger stepped forward and sent a teeth rattle shot into Freakshows jaw line, causing him to stumble back once more against a small coffee table in the room. He hits it, rolls it over and continues to cackle.

"hahahaha! Looks like Prince Charming is here!" Freakshow cackled, scrambling back up to his feet as blood begins to trickle from the corner of his mouth.

Roger lays a hand on Blairs check checking on her, she returns with a nod and he quickly turns back to Freakshow...putting himself between her and him. Freakshow however looks towards the door and rushed, making an atempt to leave. Roger takes him by his hair and sends another shot into the side of his head, causing him to drop down to his knees and grabbing Roger by the pockets of his jeans to try and pull himself back up.

"Here you go you fucked up piece of shit!" Roger roars, pulling his elbow back ready to cave Freakshows face in.
But as he slings his elbow forward Freakshow reaches up with both hands taking a hold of Rogers arm and clasps his jaws down tight on his forearm.

"OOOOHHHHHHHH! WHAT THE!!!" he roars out, running backwards agains the wall dragging Freakshow with him. He sends a couple shots into the top of his head, trying to remove the vice like bite Freakshow has.

"What the fuck!? Who bite someone!?" Roger roars out, running backwards dragging Freakshow around the room with him. "HE WON'T LET GO!"

Roger hits the puddle of wine that had been dumped into the floor earlier and slips, hitting the ground hard. But Freakshows bite only grows harder and fearing the removal of a large chunk of flesh. He finds an object, grabs it and locks eyes with Freakshow. He lifts the bottle up ready to send it crashing into Freakshows head, but the madman see it and finnaly removes his mouth from Roger; quickly scrambling to his feet and darting out the door.

"HE HEHEHEHEHEHE! I'LL SEE YOU SOON MY ANABELLA!" echoes out the hall, as well as a few screams of unsuspecting arena employees nearly ran over by the naked Freakshow.

Blair grabs the doors, slamming it behind him and locking it. As she turns she sees Roger in what looks to be near shock, still holding the object....the wine bottle.

"Oh god, put that down!" she said, taking a step forward and kicking it out of his hand.

Roger looks up at her as she kneels down beside him, "Who....the fuck....is Anabella?"

ALEXANDERS WILL BE DONE?
One man segment
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
Nocturnal

Vince Walters: So what we got down to happen next?

Jill Matthews: Not sure. Nothing on my format sheet.

The arena goes black. The big screen comes to life with just static. The static seems to zoom back revealing an outside scene on the screen. Driving rain pelts the rooftops, while the howling wind carries a hint of a bite. A grotesque stone gargoyle, black and slick with the rain, perched on the ledge of a Church. Cars drive along the street below, braving the torrential downpour.

A figure is crouched beside the petrified gargoyle, very nearly as still and silent;

It is Alexander Koresh. His black hood is pulled up heedless of both the storm and where he is sitting upon the rooftop which is shining in the lightning. He turns towards the camera with water dripping down it like a river.

"Back in black" by ACDC starts blaring out. Commotion starts around the arena as all the people in the arena start looking around the crowd looking for him to appear. He appears at the top of the crowd. He slowly makes his way through the crowd in a methodical pace to the music.

His hair is tied back. He has no makeup on and he is dressed in black jeans and a “Winning” t-shirt on.

The crowd try to get a grab of him but he shrugs them off. He jumps over the guard rail. He rolls into the ring; then raises his arms in an age-old gesture of defiance and supremacy as phosphorus flames blast in twin columns to the heavens behind him.

The smoke clears in the ring. He leans over the ropes and grabs a microphone off of one of the ring crew. He returns to the centre of the ring tapping the microphone making sure it is working; He looks around the arena awaiting the people to be quiet so he can talk.

Vince Walters: Nocturnal is out here to speak about something.

Jill Matthews: He looks weird without his makeup on.

Alexander Koresh: So being back in a New Edge Wrestling ring didn’t quite work out well for me last week. It wasn’t quite Alexander Koresh’s week.

A chant of “Alex” goes around the arena.

Vince Walters: Didn’t the fans know that he still has to be called Nocturnal?

Jill Matthews: Shut up.

Alexander sadistically smiles as he walks around the ring.

A cheer goes up.

Alexander Koresh: So how’s it feel Jesse? Does it hurt that your little promotion is now under my sway? Does it niggle at you? Does it gnaw you to the very core? Oh come on Jesse you know the fans will call me by my real name and not some personality that you think they should as that name makes you lots of money.

Alexander smirks.

Alexander Koresh: I came back after a year off and get main event. Coincidence? I don’t think so. I am Mister Main Event. I have earned my place on this roster by fighting tooth and claw from the bottom to the top. When I made my New Edge Wrestling debut in Japan at the Kamikaze pay per view did anyone realise that they were witnessing that night? Where’s Multi? Where’s Desperado? Hell, where’s that other guy that was in the match? He made such an impression that no one remembers his name.

He nods as he continues around the ring.

Alexander Koresh: I earned my spot. I am a multi-time Tag Champion, a former TA Champion and former World Champion here in New Edge but it was earned. It took me over 2 years wrestling in the trenches to ever get a sniff of a championship here. I am not like some of these punks that haven’t been here five minutes before they get there shot.

Smirking he leans on the ropes.

Alexander Koresh: Annihilation is just around the corner. And Alexander Koresh hasn’t even got a taste of a match for it. They seem to be more bothered about keeping people like Roger Wright or Ricky Cassels happy. What about someone who’s been here? Everyone knows that as soon as Roger loses that strap to Nathan tonight he will be off on another of his hiatus’s once again. And don’t get me started on Ricky. Times have changed. That’s why I don’t come out here doing all that supernatural mumbo jumbo any more. I leave that to those amateur clones that Jesse has signed recently.

The fans go crazy as Alexander approaches the camera and sends a middle-finger across the world.

Alexander Koresh: Oh do I hurt your feelings? How’s the hand?

A laugh goes up around the arena as Alexander shrugs.

Alexander Koresh: It is inevitable my folically deprived friend. Come on get real. This is all about Alexander Koresh and the fans here know it. They have never turned there backs on me even though I have on them before. They forgave me for joining the Mafia but now I am all by myself. No Mafia, no Unstable, no Rodrigo, hell even no little sister.

He walks around the ring.

Alexander Koresh: Then there are the other two fuckers that think that…….

He pauses trying to remember something.

Alexander Koresh: Oh yeah Al Envy and Dixie Clement…….So my fellow Texan’s think they can make an impact on Ignite? Oh come on Dixie? Has Al convinced you yet to use one hand on the shaft whilst the other cups the balls right?

He smiles as he looks out at the crowd.

Alexander Koresh: The show stealer? What the fuck? When was the last show he stole? America’s Next Top Ass Clown? No. He should just take his ass and return to which ever rock he lives under. Probably a tent in XXX’s yard. I looked around this locker room. This roster is full of pathetic wastes of space that are stealing air from Alexander Koresh’s lungs. Look at Hunter………….

The crowd cheer.

Alexander Koresh: You cheer for him? You saw what I did to him at Justice? He doesn’t deserve to be in the same promotion as me. If he wants to be as good as me he should go out and buy some Alexander Koresh merchandise; which incidentally the new “Winning” t-shirt is now available at Newedgewrestling.net.

He smiles into the camera.

Alexander Koresh: Tonight when I show Ray Andrews what it’s like to be a professional wrestler you guys and gals will see a great wrestler facing off against Ray Andrews once again and embarrassing him again…….Are we crystal?

He throws the microphone to the mat and rolls out of the ring. As he walks up the ramp way he seems to be surprised that he’s getting a few chants of “Alexander”

Vince Walters: Ladies, gentlemen and those that have yet to decide, mark this time, remember where you were when you switch on your laptops, get onto your face book, twitter or whatever social network you are on and say that you saw when Nocturnal came out for the first time in this new era of New Edge and actually lost his mind.

Jill Matthews: I know Vince; I wonder how Jesse Styles will take this?

Vince Walters: I know right. Will Nocturnal be scolded for this or will they fold to his will?

Jill Matthews: He does have a long history of anger management problems.

Vince Walters: Plus he is supposed to be having a match with KOP later.

Jill Matthews: True.
DIGGER VS FREAKSHOW
1 vs 1
Dennis Anderson VS Freakshow
Clark Benson: Well the opening match we saw was a pretty good back and fourth between Mcmattio and Areas but at the end Areas picks up another victory with that dangerous Triangle Choke! Now we have another early match coming up featuring well two deranged men in Grave Digger and Freak Show! This match went well in many ways weird through out both men seemed to love dishing out pain to the other but nether man seemed to gain a lot of advantage in the early parts of this match until Digger used his size a bit and really turned it up a notch. However through the middle parts Digger could not keep Freak Show down hell the guy even smiled after having a seven foot boot to his face drop him to the mat while he was laying there he cracked a smile. Now let's go to the closing moments of the match it self.

Freakshow is dragged to his feet and sent back to the mat with a big time headbutt from Gravedigger. The big man gives the downed carny a couple of big stomps and drags him to his feet, before throwing him hard into the corner with a irish whip, charging in and nailing freakshow with a clothesline before grabbing the man and throwing him half way across the ring with a big biel toss.

Vince Walters: Gravedigger seems more than a little ticked here! He’s full of steam and looking to avenge last week’s loss to Father Nathan..

Jill Matthews: Freakshow seems to be enjoying this though.. weirdo… we have way too many people in this fed that seem to enjoy pain.

Indeed, Freakshow seems to be enjoying the pain he’s in as he gets to his feet and catches Digger as he comes in with a few punches to the gut before raking at Gravedigger’s eyes and jumping on the man, taking him to the mat, biting at his forehead before hammering Gravedigger in the face with wild punches. Eventually the ref pulls Freakshow off of Gravedigger, ordering him to fight by the rules. Gravedigger gets up and charges, leveling both the ref and Freakshow with a big time clothesline that takes both of the men to the mat, leaving the ref out for the moment. Gravedigger smirks as he waits for Freakshow to get up and, slowly but surely, he does, turning around and walking right into a big right hand from Gravedigger that sends Freakshow back to the mat. Digger moves to drag Freakshow to his feet again but is cut off by a low blow from Freakshow. Freakshow again bites at Gravedigger’s forehead while throwing wild, flailing punches, this time drawing blood from Gravedigger’s forehead. Gravedigger counters with a head butt and grabs Freakshow, setting up for a chokeslam, but just as he’s about to hit the chokeslam and put the match away, Freakshow hits a boot to the groin and turns his back to Gravedigger for a few seconds before turning and hitting the big man in the face with a fireball.

Vince Walters: Jesus! Damn fireball move…

Jill Matthews: Funny, you never complained when Valora used it.

Vince Walters: Valora is hot. And could kill me. I won’t tell her what to do.

In the ring, the ref comes to just as Freakshow climbs to the top rope and jumps off, nailing Gravedigger with a flying headbutt. He drapes an arm over Gravedigger and the ref makes the count ..

1…

2…

3!

Vince Walters: That little freak won?!

Jill Matthews: Seems that way
Winner
Freakshow
Loser
Dennis Anderson
Outcome
Pinfall
DIXIE PRE MATCH INTERVIEW
One man segment
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
Dixie Clement
The camera cuts backstage where Dixie stands next to Brandi Boss. Almost immediately the fans begin booing and Dixie smirks, shaking her head.

Dixie Clement: “That’s right, puppets. Boo at who you’re told to boo at like good lil’ sheep.”

Brandi Boss: “Let’s start there. A lot of people were shocked by the outburst from Al Envy and yourself last week. Since then, we’ve been getting a ton of fan mail asking for or demanding answers as to why you and Al turned your backs on the fans..”

Dixie narrows her eyes and clenches her fist, adjusting her hat.

Dixie Clement: “Heh.. Turn our backs on the fans… When Al Envy had his heart trouble. I was the only damn member of United that gave a got damn. I went to the hospital with him, I sat by his bedside. I kept the man company and I saw the cards and well wishes from the fans. None of them really cared about him. They wanted him back in the ring as soon as possible so that their hero could fight. So that their stupid, pathetic lil’ lives would have meaning again.. even if Al killed himself in the process. You know, its funny since a couple days earlier, we had had an argument. Al had tried to convince me that the fans would do that. destroy a person. I told him he was wrong and then I saw how damn right he was. Sure there were some who left it at ‘Get Well Soon’ Or ‘I’m prayin’ for you Al.’ But most of it was about how they needed Al back in the ring. They needed their damn hero. Well Al and I ain’t no got damned trained monkeys. We dun dance to amuse mindless jackasses that can’t think beyond booing and cheering for whoever they’re told to.”

Dixie pauses and waits as the booing increases and then smirks before adding.

Dixie Clement: “But these fans here at NOTRE DAME are different. They’re the types Al and I could deal with.”

The fans cheer a bit and Dixie rolls her eyes.

Dixie Clement: “You see Brandi? I say somethin’ nice and the mindless sheep cheer like they’re supposed. As if Notre Dame knows anything about winnin’ Hey.. that reminds me.. why I’m here… whattya y’all think about that grade A southern style ass whoopin’ Alabama put on y’all in the BCS National Championship game couple years back?”

The booing grows loud and intense at the memory and Dixie grins.

Dixie Clement: “Truth hurts.. maybe y’all should stop trying to pad yer schedule with easy games and join a damn conference.. you elitist bastards. Now, next question Brandi.”

Brandi Boss: “Umm okay… the match tonight.. you’re the special guest referee in a match featuring Al Envy, Elizabeth Devereaux and Matthew Carter. How can we expect you to be fair given your relationship with Al Envy?”

Dixie narrows her eyes and takes a deep breath.

Dixie Clement: “Them’s fightin’ words, implying that I dun have any integrity and can’t be trusted to do mah damned job. And Al Envy sure as hell dun need mah help to beat them two sumbitches. Matthew Carter?! Please… he’s like literally half the man Al Envy is and Elizabeth Devereaux? She might like to call herself the Queen Bitch, but it must really suck to know that the only reason she HAS a job here is because Valora said she had to. But I’m the one ridin’ coattails? Honey.. your time is so got damned over it ain’t funny. You’ve never been World Champ here. You’ll ALWAYS be in Valora’s shadow. You’ll NEVER be World champ here. And sooner rather than later, you’ll be seein’ people like me move on past you too. Get used to it. You’re just here to collect a paycheck and to keep Valora happy. Sorry bout your damn luck, girlie.”

Brandi Boss: “So the fans can expect no shenanigans from you? You won’t interfere or anything?”

Dixie smirks and shrugs.

Dixie Clement: “Imma enforce the rules of the ring. If anyone of those two hasbeens can pin Al Envy, I’ll count him out. But I think they got bout as much chance of doin’ that as we have of seein’ pigs fly. Now if one of those two is dumb enough to break the rules or attack me… then we’ll have problems. Speakin’ of which, I got a match to get ready for. ‘scuse me.”

Dixie heads past Brandi Boss and makes her way towards the locker room to prepare for her match.

Vince Walters: “I agree with Al… damn that girl’s hot. Fiery too You know Al was telling me her rodeo skills? Said she’s one of the best he’s seen and apparently she can fire a gun from horseback while riding too! How is that not hot?”

Jill Matthews: “Perv. I just hope Dixie comes to her senses before something bad happens.”
TRIPLE THREAT DIXIE CLEMENT SPECIAL REF
1 vs 1 vs 1
Matthew Carter VS Al Envy VS Elizabeth Devereaux
Clark Benson: IGNITE 197 is turning out to of been an interesting night already for those watching at home and we just saw Freakshow pick up his first win over Gravedigger in a hard fought match from both sides all be it a battle of the weird ones I would say. However coming up next we have a pretty important triple threat match between Al Envy, Mathew Carter and Elizabeth Devereaux. Despite what pretty much all three of them have said this week this is actually a very important match...Note to all three of them every match in NEW is important! Now as for the match it self it started off fairly interesting Al Envy not even getting into the ring for the early going except to get in some shots when he saw fit. Carter and Liz battled it out early on with nether really getting to much of an edge. Dixie Clement the special ref kept her distance just kind of calling the match down the middle. As the match drew on Al Envy finally did get into the ring when Liz and Carter had ended up double close lining them selfs. He then proceeded to take shots on both and even attempted some cocky pins on both but each one kicked out. Al flashed Dixe one of those what the hell type of looks but she just didn't even pay attention to him. The match would develop into a fight between all three with Al now in it rather he liked it or not and now we go to final stages of the match.

Jill Mathews: Al Envy is pounding the crap out of Mathew Carter in the corner right now.

Vince Walters: I like this aggressive Al Envy I really have missed this side of him.

Jill Mathews: There's a real shocker and Liz is still trying to get to her feet after Mathew took her down with
a Russian Leg Sweep which she hit the back of her head pretty hard on the mat.

Vince Walters: The Femme Icon is a tough cookie no question as she is indeed getting to her feet.

Al Envy continues to clobber away on Mathew Carter as Dixie's count has reached five and now she is warning Al who looks at her like "What are you going to do?" Dixie sighs then kind of backs off for a moment not doing anything as Al continues to pound away and Carter has now been knocked down to his ass.
But, Envy has his back turned as Liz is back to her feet she comes a running BACK STABBER TO ENVY!!
Al is down holding the middle of his back in some serious pain as Liz makes the pin attempt on Al! One.....
TWO.....THREE!!!!NO!!NO!!! Al it seems got a shoulder up just in the nick of time. But, Liz is glaring at Dixie saying she knows damn well that was a slow count and Dixie is straight up telling Liz to shut her mouth. Now Liz and Dixie are nose to nose arguing with each other while Mathew Carter has gotten to his feet and notices Al struggling to his feet. Carter charges in attempting a roaring elbow to the off balance Envy but Al ducked it and as they both turn towards each other they both had the same idea standing drop kicks! They drop kicked one another at the same time!!! Liz hears the thud sound of two bodies which causes her to stop arguing with Dixie and to turn towards the two downed men in the ring. Liz stomps on Al then on Mathew Carter she now looks primed as she stands over Al Envy GARVIN STOMP!!!! She is stomping on pretty much every body part of Al Envy and now she looks to stomp on his BAWLZ!!! NO!!! Dixie stood in front of Liz to not allow it. Liz once again looks pissed as she has her finger pointed into the upper chest area of Dixie which Dixie notices!!

Vince Walters: Oh this is about to get real and I like it!

Jill Mathews: Now damn it I think Dixie was calling it fair I uh think..

Vince Walters: I dunno she stepped in right there keeping Al from getting his balls smashed in.

Jill Mathews: Yes but technically smashing ones balls in is an illegal move.

Vince Walters: An illegal move in New Edge what's that?

Jill Mathews: Sigh...I guess you have a point sort of there.

Vince Walters: Oh Liz shoves Dixie and now Dixie shoves Liz back here we go baby!!!

Jill Mathews: Oh my...

Mathew Carter however reached Liz before she could begin to engage into a fight with Dixie as he dropped her with a reverse DDT he then dropped a few elbow drops straight to the heart of Liz. Al slowly stumbles to his feet waiting for Carter to look his way and as Carter does SYCK KICK!!!! NO!!!NO!!!! Carter ducked it and AL NAILED DIXIE CLEMENT WITH IT!!!! Mathew Carter now grabs Al Envy picking him up into the air after a kick to his gut and "FEAR IT SELF" HE DROPS AL!!!! Now Mathew makes the cover but Dixie is down!!! Hell she's not just down she is out!!!! Carter mouths the words "Damn it" He then gets to his feet headed over towards Dixie to try and get her back with it but LIZ CUTS HIM OFF with a running elbow to his throat catching him off guard and Affliction!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She drops Carter!!!! She makes the pin attempt but Dixie is still down and ENVY IS UP!!! He pulls Liz off of Carter and brings her to her feet lifting her in the air GBE!!!! NO!!!!NO!!! Liz bit Al Envy's face as he was lifting her up this caused Al to drop her and Affliction!!!!!!!!!!!! Al is down and Liz makes the cover near the downed and out Dixie!!! She reaches out grabbing Dixie's right arm!!!

ONE!!!!!!


TWO!!!!!


THREE!!!!!!

DING!!!!

DING!!!!

Mathew Carter leaped nailing a double ax handle across the back of Liz but it was a moment to late!

Vince Walters: Wow so the out cold Dixie still held to her word and made a fair count!

Jill Mathews: Uh well I guess it was legal her hand did smack the mat three times despite her obviously being out cold

Tom Davis: Here is your winner Elizabeth Devereaux!!!!!!!!!!!

Winner
Elizabeth Devereaux
Loser
Al Envy
Outcome
Pinfall
NOC VS K.
1 vs 1
Nocturnal VS Ray Andrews
Clark Benson: Well we saw quite between Liz, Al, and Mathew a very impressive triple threat match but one missed move by Al connecting to Dixie's face signaled the beginning of the end and Liz took advantage. Mathew Carter not having the best luck in triple threat matches came up just short from stopping the pin in time and Liz was the victor for the Femme Icon continues to roll in NEW. Now we move onto Ray Andrews versus Nocturnal this match has been just a war as expected both men nailing each other with almost every move they have and nether man wanting to stay down through the early parts of the match and even the middle of the match. KOP nailed Nocturnal with the top portion of the steel ring steps right to the head of Noc which the ref allowed shockingly enough...Okay not really that shocking which was a real page turner in the match for a bit but Nocturnal as his calling card made yet another come back and actually nailed KOP with those same steel steps right into his skull which the ref also allowed. By the end of the middle of this thing they where at a stale mate both getting to there feet. Now let's go to the conclusion of this EPIC SHOWDOWN!!!!

The match picks up with KOP and Nocturnal standing in the middle of the ring just trading punches with each other as the crowd comes to their feet, cheering the two on. Both men have the same idea as they go for a knee to the gut and end up slamming their knees into each other. KOP recovers slightly quicker than Nocturnal and nails the man with a right hand, bringing Nocturnal to the mat with a military style hip toss, standing there yelling at Nocturnal to get back to his feet.

Vince Walters: KOP is on fire! And you know why? CAUSE HE’S A FUCKIN’ MARINE!

Jill Matthews: And what, exactly, does that have to do with wrestling?

Vince Walters: Well, it means he’s obviously better than Alex- shit, I mean Nocturnal..

Jill Matthews: No, go on, say his real name.. maybe I’ll get lucky and Jesse will fire you.

Nocturnal gets to his feet and cuts KOP off with a boot to the gut and plants the man with a big time DDT. Nocturnal stalks around KOP, putting a couple of boots to him before dragging the man to his feet and locking him in a double underhook position, giving the crowd a sadistic smile before lifting KOP up and driving KOP’s back into Nocturnal’s knee. Nocturnal goes for the cover

1…

2…

KOP kicks out

Vince Walters: Nocturnal almost had him with that Double underhook backbreaker, but you need more than that to keep a Marine down!

Jill Matthews: How would you know?

Vince Walters: Cause I just saw a Marine get hit with one and he kicked out. Duh.

Both men get to their feet and Nocturnal hits KOP with a headbutt and then tries to send him into the ropes, but KOP reverses and tries for a short-arm clothesline but Nocturnal counters that and hits a Belly to Belly Suplex, leaving both men on the mat for a few seconds as they try to recover.

Vince Walters: Wow… that was impressive, I’ll give both men credit there.

Jill Matthews: Yeah it was, this is the skill that New Edge Wrestling brings to the table week in and week out.

Both men get to their feet and charge each other, again, they both have the same idea and nail each other with a clothesline, sending both men back to the mat again. Once more, both men get up and this time, lock up in a collar and elbow tie up which KOP turns into a side headlock, slamming his fist into Nocturnal’s forehead and head before bringing Nocturnal down with a headlock takedown that he turns into a reverse chinlock as he places his knee to the spine of Nocturnal and his hands under Nocturnal’s chin, pulling up and back.

Vince Walters: This is what makes KOP so dangerous, he can slow the match down, break a person down a piece at a time if he needs to. People like to think he’s just a brawler but he’s smart too.

Jill Matthews: Indeed. No one can deny KOP’s skill.. it’s just his morals that are sometimes questionable.

KOP keeps the reverse chinlock on for a bit longer before giving Nocturnal a smash in the face with a forearm and goes for a pin but Nocturnal kicks out at a 2 count. As both men get to their feet, they trade punches but Nocturnal gets a knee to the gut of KOP, doubling the man over before nailing him with a clubbing forearm to the back and picks him up, planting KOP with a powerbomb, going into a cover but KOP breaks the pinfall at 2 and once more, both men are forced to lie on the mat for a few seconds looking for a second wind.

Vince Walters: Both men giving it all here, but after his brutal match with Valora last week, how much can Nocturnal possibly have left?

Jill Matthews: Well we’ve seen Ale- I mean Nocturnal..push himself to almost superhuman levels before. I mean even in defeat, people are talking about the war he and Valora had last week and those two are considered among the top superstars in NEW.

Both men again get to their feet, slowly and Nocturnal tries for a clothesline but KOP ducks it and nails Nocturnal with a few right hands before sending him into the ropes and charging and knocking Nocturnal down with a clothesline, running through to the ropes, rebounding off the ropes and leaping into the air as he hits Nocturnal with both knees and goes for the cover.

1…

2…

3NO!

Vince Walters: The Migraine! But Nocturnal managed to kick out!

Jill Matthews: KOP seems to be running out of tricks..


KOP slams his fist on the mat in frustration and pulls Nocturnal to his feet hitting him with two right hands before Nocturnal blocks the third attempted punch and nails KOP with a few rights and lefts, before sending him into the corner, charging in and hitting him with a splash, before hitting a belly to belly suplex out of the corner. Nocturnal pulls KOP to his feet and KOP throws a punch but Nocturnal catches it and falls backward, driving KOP face first into the mat and rolls him over going for a pinfall..

1…

2..

3NO!

Vince Walters: Face of chaos V2 from Nocturnal but it wasn’t able to put KOP down for the count and both men looking tired now..

Jill Matthews: Well given the war they’ve had tonight, its no wonder…

Nocturnal and KOP both get to their feet and KOP nails Nocturnal with a big right hand. Nocturnal counters with a headbutt. KOP answers with a boot to the gut and sends Nocturnal into the ropes with an Irish whip. Nocturnal comes off the ropes and KOP meets him, lifting him up and planting him with a sit-out powerbomb, going right into the cover.

1…

2….

3!

Vince Walters: House Pain! And that’s exactly where Nocturnal likely feels like he is!

Jill Matthews: A close hard fought match but… wait, Vince, what’s that?

a small, red dot appears on KOPs chest. KOP notices it and immediately starts scanning the rafters as a voice comes over the PA, male but muffled to make it hard to tell who it is…

Mysterious voice: “Surprise, Mother fucker!”

KOP narrows his eyes

Mysterious Voice: “Oh what? You don’t think I forgot about you, did you? No sir… I don’t forgive.. and when someone manages to piss me off.. I don’t forgive very easily.”

KOP yells at the voice to reveal who he is and laughter spills out over the PA

Mysterious Voice: “Don’t worry. Soon enough you’ll know who I am. For now though, I’m going to let you wonder. Am I a fellow Marine, angered at how you’ve dishonored the noble Marine Corps? Am I another branch of the military sickened by your mercenary actions and flagrant disregard for everything you swore to protect? Or maybe I’m just one of the many hundreds of people you managed to piss off throughout your career.”

Suddenly three shots break out and KOP falls to the mat, rolling in pain, visible on his chest are three paint marks, black, red, and yellow.

Mysterious Voice: “You’re familiar with the training rounds you’ve just been shot with. The U.S. and it’s allies use them a lot. Stings like a bitch doesn’t it? There’s a clue as to who I am in there. The war’s far from over and this time.. you don’t have half the immunity you think you do. Be seein’ you, KOP.”

Vince Walters: Oh my God! I can’t believe someone shot KOP!

Jill Matthews: This is definitely a surprising turn of events…

KOP gets to his feet a look of pure rage on his face as he yells for a spotlight to be put on the rafters but by the time it’s up there, whoever was there is gone.
Winner
Ray Andrews
Loser
Nocturnal
Outcome
Pinfall
COMING SOON...
One man segment
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
Dravaka Drimstone
The scene opens with a little boy watching all the kids play kick ball. One kid comes over and asks the boy would you like to play with us the boy smiles big and shakes his head. As the much bigger boy smiles with evil intentions. The kid slaps the ball off the poor boys head and runs back with his friends as they laugh at the poorly dressed and scarred boy.

In the shadows you see a huge man standing almost 7 foot tall. He is speaking to the camera. He is wearing a hood to hide his idenity.

Man- You see NEW I know how this boy feels. I have for so many years watched you play in the playground call NEW. I hear how your all family and friends, and ever did you offer me to play with you guys..

(Now grabbing the cage and shaking it as the boy is sitting in the corner playing with the ants and crushing them)

Man- You see I have crushed many of ants waiting for you to allow me to play. I have seen the likes of Hunter, Roger, and Jesse play never once throwing me a bone. They would make fun of me while I would watch and would win gold and beat whomever was thrown in front of me, but always felt my career lacked the very big win. I felt like the Dan Marino of Gfed and Fedwars. Always one of the best, but never winining the big one in NEW. Hell never ever winning a match in NEW..

(Now kicking the dirt and shaking his head)

Man- I waited for invitations. None sent to me. I talked and talked and have proven myself everywhere I have gone. I have even beaten the great Jesse Styles and his best in other venues. Any offers..

(Now putting his hands as if in prayer)

Man- None. I have never been even considered. I have seen the great shows and never have I even been granted the ability to even watch the show. I once showed up to a show and was not even allowed backstage. I have exchanged blood , sweat and tears with most in the locker room. I have beaten and have been beaten by the best of this fed.

(Now slowly taking the hood off his head revealing it to be Dravaka Drimstone)

Drimstone- I ask you Jesse why have you truly forsaken Dravaka Drimstone. Is it fear? Is it jealousy? I have watched and watched like a little boy who does not get picked to play. I have felt like the boy when playing spin the bottle the girls shreak when the bottle lands on them for me to kiss. Why do I never get the kiss. I ask I demand of you Jesse why do I never get to play on your team.

(Now looking at the NEW World title and tries to touch it but the glass blocks his ability to touch it)

Dravaka- I have tried and I have begged to be respected and until I prove myself I will never be known as a great in the game. To be acknowledged as a great you must be accepted in this fed.

(Now smashing the glass and cutting himself as his blood drips on the belt)

Dravaka- You NEW I am not here to be accepted. I am here to be feared and respected. My time has finally come. Years have past I have always been asked why have you not entered a NEW ring. Well my accolades will not be complete until I taste success in NEW..

(Now walking on the playground and pouring gas all over the playground)

Dravaka- I am not picked. I am asking to play. I am demanding to play. If you don't allow me to play I will burn the whole damn game down. I will no longer be the pity or jokes of your conversations at all. I will now be the man that has finally arrived in NEW...


I will finally complete my last task, I will finally get the monkey off my back and become one of the best in NEW...

STREET FIGHT HUNTER VS RICKY
1 vs 1
Hunter Valentyne VS Ricky Bobby Cassels
Clark Benson: Well it looks like he is coming next week by the looks of it and also how about that Nocturnal versus KOP match huh? Those two men did exactly what we thought they would and tried to destroy one another quite the war. Then after KOP pulled off the win what was the deal with someone shooting him with a paint gun? Obviously someone is sending KOP a message but who? Now that brings me to the next match Ricky Cassel's versus Hunter Valentyne in a street fight. These two have met before but it has been a while and you could tell there was no love lost between them. In the early stages they fought in and outside the ring throwing all kinds of things at each other from there big moves, chairs, a table, a sledge hammer, and Ricky even found the KITCHEN SINK by the middle of the match nailing Hunter with it out on the ramp way. This match really broke down as the two men brawled and Hunter's body was having a hard time holding up that was obvious but with his determination he held it together and turned on the offense fighting with Ricky all the way to the backstage area and beyond now let's go to the closing of the match it self!

Vince Walters: “This has been a truly competetive match so far with both men showing no signs of slowing down!”

Jill Matthews: “Hate to say it, but I really have to agree with you Vince. Both men have shown a huge amount of aggression, inflincting as much pain as they have taken!”


Vince Walters: “Hunter and Ricky are now battling it out in the loading dock outside of the arena.”

Jill Matthews: “I know this is a street fight but these men need to be mindful of all the electrical equipment out there, otherwise this could turn real dangerous, real fast!”

Vince Walters: “Duh Jill, don't you think they know that? Everything about this match is dangerous. That's what these guys signed up for.”

Jill Matthews: “Just pay attention to the match smart ass!”


Ricky and Hunter are slugging it out in the loading dock area amongst NEW Tour Busses and 18 wheelers used for transporting ring equpment. Hunter boots Ricky in the gut and whips him into a nearby food truck. Ricky hits the truck and peels himself off of it but before he has time to fully recover, Hunter nails him into the food truck again with a SPEAR! After ramming his shoulder into Ricky's gut a few times, Hunter grabs Ricky by his hair and rakes his face against the bed of ice cubes that are housing cold beverages. Hunter goes to grab Ricky again, but Ricky spins around with a glass coke bottle and shatters it across Hunter's head—instantly drawing blood.


Vince Walters: “OHH!!!!”

Jill Matthews: “Hunter did not see that coming.”


Hunter grabs his head instinctively and then looks at his hands which are now covered in his own blood. Ricky lunges forward and sends a vicious right hook to the side of Hunter's head, spinning him around. Wasting no time, Ricky grabs onto both the back of Hunter's head and his tights before running forward and sending Hunter flying through the double doors and back into the arena.


Jill Matthews: “Hunter and Ricky are making their way back inside now.”

Vince Walters: “These two have been around the world and back tonight.”


Hunter is sent to the ground but tucks and rolls to a stance as Ricky follows him. Ricky runs at Hunter and leaps into the air for a Flying Cross Body but Hunter anticipates the move and instead catches Ricky mid-air, countering into a Belly-to-Back Suplex! Hunter springs back up.


Jill Matthews: “Hunter is showing an immense amount of agility and stamina here!”

Vince Walters: “I bet you like that now don't you?”

Jill Matthews: “Well, all i'm saying is not all men have that type of stamina...if you catch my drift.”

Vince Walters: “What are you trying to say?”

Jill Matthews: “Oh nothing...”


Hunter picks Ricky up and tosses him against a Kraft Services catering table, sending food flying all over the place. He doesn't let go. Instead, he walks Ricky down the hallway toward the gorilla area. After hitting Ricky with a few well placed knees to the gut—to keep him easy to handle—Hunter grabs a hold of Ricky's neck and runs forward, through the curtains, and hits Ricky with a bulldog out onto the stage!


Vince Walters: “Holy cow!!!”

Jill Matthews: “They're back ladies and gentlemen!”


Ricky rolls around in pain on the steel grid stage before Hunter raises him to his feet. Hunter locks up with Ricky, but Ricky quickly breaks the hold and sends a few chops to Hunter's chest.


Jill Matthews: “Ricky is looking to regain momentum in this match.”


Ricky Irish Whips Hunter down the ramp. Hunter runs and hits the ring apron, as Ricky is in hot pursuit. Ricky looks to nail Hunter against the ring apron with a spear but Hunter quickly moves out of the way, sending Ricky flying UNDER THE RING!!!

Hunter rolls into the ring and looks around as he waits for Ricky to reappear. Suddenly “Kickin' It In The Sticks” by Brantley Gilbert hits the PA speakers.


Vince Walters: “What the hell?!”

Jill Matthews: “That's Roger Wright's theme music!”

Vince Walters: “Things are about to get interesting.”


Hunter's shoots a cold stare at the stage as he waits for Roger to come out. However, Ricky slides out from under the ring with a sledgehammer. Ricky climbs into the ring and the music stops. The fans begin to erupt with cheers and boos which lets Hunter know somethings up. Hunter turns around just in time for Ricky to nail hunter in the gut the the sledgehammer. Hunter doubles over in pain and Ricky drops the sledgehammer before hitting Hunter with his signature Neckbreaker, aka Southern Breaker. Ricky goes for the pin.

1!!!!

2!!!!

3!!!!

DING DING DING!!!


Vince Walters: “And it's over!”

Jill Matthews: “What a dirty trick. I wonder why Roger's music was playing.”

Vince Walters: “Well baby, I'm pretty sure Hunter is wondering the same thing.”

Jill Matthews: “Don't ever call me baby again.”

Winner
Ricky Bobby Cassels
Loser
Hunter Valentyne
Outcome
Pinfall
VALORA VS BLAIR THE CELL MATCH
1 vs 1
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne VS Valora Salinas
Clark Benson: Well what a battle between Ricky and Hunter there but at the end the sudden hit of Rogers music got Hunters attention and Ricky finished off Hunter. Now was the music played by Roger or Jesse? Those have got to be the two most obvious suspects there. But, at the end of it all Ricky Cassel's the reigning TA Champ won the match. Now ladies and gentlemen we are onto what has turned into a very bloody, violent, and personal match that has been going on. Valora Salinas and Blair Buchannan both vying to get to the top of the New Edge Mountain. One having been there before once and the other having been so close so many times. These two woman former stable mates I kid you not have destroyed each other inside this twenty foot high cell. However the match did not start off inside the cell no..... Valora who made her entrance first climbed to the damned TOP OF THE CELL! Blair then came out and didn't seem willing to climb up after Valora for a little bit but after Val shouted down several things towards Blair finally Blair climbed up.

Now on top of the cell is a very dangerous place both hit each other with all sorts of moves and both tries to toss the other off the cell no joke there but nether accomplished the goal. Blair smashed Valoras face into the steel caging of the top of the cell numerous times and Valora fought back getting Blair off her feet. Once Blair was down I am pretty sure Valora who mounted on top of Blair broke BLAIRS NOSE!! For blood has been flowing out of Blairs nose since those mounted stiff punches and Valora has a bad gash above her left eye from her face hitting the steel fencing of the top of the cell so many times. Blood is obviously getting into Valora's eye. Both continued to battle on top of the cell the ref finally just gave up calling for the bell for the match to begin so it was the first ever NEW cell match that legit started on top of the cell. Then for another good ten plus minutes they fought up there and Valora hit a LOU THEZ Press near the edge of the cell!!!

This caused both of them to go TUMBLING OFF!!!!! HOWEVER Blair and Valora both managed to grab a hold of the side wall fencing to not fall twenty feet down then they fought while both trying to climb down the cell and it lead to them BOTH after being almost half way down to FALLING OFF AND THREW THE NEW GERMAN ANNOUNCE TABLE!! Yes folks as of this week the NEW has made deals with Germany to broadcast there shows in German as one of there leading over sea's customers. But, nether moved for a good few minutes and finally they both crawled there way into the cell after spending a good violent almost twenty minutes outside the cell!! Now we can take you to the final part of this insane match between two of the very best in NEW not just best females but BEST!

Jill Mathews: Seriously how are those two able to move?

Vince Walters: I honestly can't tell you I just can't tell you.....

Jill Mathews: They have crawled to the cell door and then forced there bodies inside.

Vince Walters: Pretty crazy right?

Jill Mathews: Uh....Yeah little bit.

Vince Walters: Valora still has blood flowing into that eye from the big gash and Blair still has blood running out of her nose but nether have given up that's for damned sure.

Jill Mathews: I wouldn't expect these two too ever really do that.

Vince Walters: Well there both in the ring but the question is can they get to there feet? There backs took really severe bump going threw our uh German friends announce table from half way up the cell.

Slowly but surely both woman show there heart and passion as they do indeed reach there feet both hurting for you can see it on there faces but now they move towards each other Val attempts a kick to the head of Blair NO!! But, Valora DOUBLE JEOPARDY!!!! SHE NAILED BLAIR IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD AND BLAIR IS DOWN!!! Val makes a pin attempt ONE.....TWO....THREE!!!! NO!!!!! Blair gets a shoulder up just in the nick of time!! Val sits up and looks spent but she uses the mat to force her self to her feet and brings a hurt Blair up to her feet as well. Valora tries a quick snap like close line but Blair ducks it and SPEAR!!!! SPEAR!!! SPEAR!!!! Blair Speared Valora!!! Blair crawls over to the downed body of Valora and places her arm over Val. ONE......TWO......THREE!!!!!!!!!! NO!!! NO!!! Valora gets a shoulder up just in the nick of time and the fans are going crazy chanting all kinds of things loving every single minute of this match. Blair is slow to her feet and as she stands up she actually falls backwards against the ring ropes using them to hold her body up. Now slowly Valora gets to her feet she too falls backwards against the other side of the set of ring ropes using that to hold her self up. Both get mean looks across there faces as they both signal it's not over yet!
They slowly stumble to the middle of the ring and they begin to slug it out back and fourth they go but Valora begins to win this battle with those progressed fists of her's and Blair's face is now swollen up a little. Blair seems to be on the losing end of this punch out affair but slips a THUNDEROUS HEAD BUTT IN right to the nose of VALORA!!!! Val drops to her knee's holding her nose and Blair falls to her knee's as well.

Jill Mathews: Well now we might have two possible broken noses not to mention possible chronic back problems for the rest of there careers I mean you have to wonder is this worth it?

Vince Walters: OF COURSE IT'S WORTH IT good god Jill you have been broadcasting with me off and on for like four of the six years of New Edge and you know how much these superstars want to be the best especially these two.

Jill Mathews: Yeah...I know I just feel bad for they could be causing so much problems for them self's much sooner then later.

Vince Walters: They both are fully aware of what they signed up for.

Jill Mathews: But, to the match at hand both have come back to there feet blood now coming out of the nose of Valora as well and they both are having trouble standing.

Vince Walters: They both have stummbled back against opposite corner turnbuckles and are just trying to regain composure here!

"SUDDENLY we cut to the backstage Gurilla area where Elizabeth Devereaux is seen watching the match closely even sticking her head out of the curtain a few times then back to the monitors obviously rooting for her tag partner Valora. Suddenly Jesse Styles the Owner of New Edge appears into the scene with a old fashioned pipe looking TAZER in his left hand!!! Liz hears the electric sound and quickly turns around with her arms up ready to fight which Jesse notices and just smiles a half smile at Liz."

Jesse Styles: Relax Liz I am not here to shock the living shit out of you well with this weapon in my right hand anyways...

Liz: Oh really Styles? Then why the fuck are you here?

Jesse Styles: Well for one this happens to be my gorilla area and oh yeah my federation. Now for two I hold this here weapon for you Liz.

Liz: Me? And, dare I ask why king asshole holds said weapon?

Jesse Styles: It's simple you don't want the big bad mean Jesse Styles aka me throwing you to the bottom of the card and burying you again as you have said. Now to that I say make a god damned impact then Liz.

Liz: What are you talking about I have won my first two matches back Styles now quit playing games!

Jesse Styles: Oh but we both like games let's not kid our self's Liz and yes you sure did but you know this is New Edge Wrestling and if you want to be at the top you have to go that extra mile.

Liz: I am not one of the sluts of New Jesse so don't even try to get me to sleep with anyone you bald bitch.

Jesse Styles: Sigh.....Okay let's just make this a less painful exchange here as you can see right now out there in that cell there is a cell door open, a enemy of yours and a friend of yours. Now right now it could go ether way they have damned near killed them self's in quite an impressive display might I add and hell I am even impressed with your spic buddy Valora. Now what does this mean for you well there both going to be heading or staying near the top no matter what the out come. However you are still kind of on shaky ground so now I ask you does Liz wish to make an impact?

Liz takes the Tazer out of Jesse's hand with a half snicker right back at him.

Liz: You know you really need to get better at this games thing I like games but you are a little rusty.

Jesse just nods his head as he see's Liz walk through the curtain out onto the entance ramp.

Back inside the cell both woman have walked to the middle of the ring and are just taking shots at each other while legit leaning against each other to hold each other up! The crowd roars as The Femme Icon walks towards the cell with the Tazer in her right hand. Sure the roar had some boo's but it was still a roar. Now Liz climbs up the steps and inside the cell as Valora shoves Blair off of her causing Blair to stumble back just a few steps creating some seperation as Valora looks primed to hit something. Liz hollers at Valora throwing the Tazer into the air and Val tries to grab it but it went over her head and BLAIR GRABBED IT!!!! SHE DROVE THE TAZER INTO THE CHEST AREA OF VALORA!!!!BUZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!! Val drops like a rock to the mat shaking in convulsions while Liz had already left the cell rubbing her hands together thinking well we think shes thinking Valora had grabbed it and nailed Blair with it. Now Blair just falls down on top of Valora for the PIN!!!!!

ONE!!!!!!!!

TWO!!!!!!!

THREE!!!!!!!

DING!!!!!!

DING!!!!!!

Tom Davis: Here is your winner BLAIR BUCHANNAN!!!!!!

Jill Mathews: What a match but wow did Jesse ever convince Liz to go out there and do what well she tried to do.

Vince Walters: Jesse gave her options he didnt convince her of anything and I am actually wondering if Liz meant to throw it over Val's head!

Jill Mathews: Well seeing as how Liz has just turned around in shock after hearing Blairs name announced as the winner I don't think it was on purpose.

Vince Walters: Liz can be a very good actor if memory serves.

Jill Mathews: Oh quit trying to stir the pot!

As we cut to a commercial Liz is standing half way up the ramp with her hands over her head looking very frustrated while both Blair and Valora lay inside the ring as the cell raises above them nether of them hardly moving.


Winner
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne
Loser
Valora Salinas
Outcome
Pinfall
ELEPHANTS
One man segment
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
Jesse Styles
We cut backstage to Brandy Boss who is standing with the one and only Jesse Styles. Brandy looks a little nervous as she takes a big gulp before putting the mic up to her lips.

Brandy Boss: Ladies and gentlemen I am standing with the Owner of New Edge Wrestling Jesse Styles!

Jesse Styles: Okay first Brandy you are stating the obvious with all of that so how about you state what also should be obvious to this entire fucking roster but I guess isn't and that is....

Jesse's now VP of operations Andy shows up into the scene quickly handing Brandy a note she looks it over then half smiles.

Brandy Boss: Ladies and gentlemen I am standing here with the KING OF NEW EDGE A MAN YOU SHOULD ALL KNEEL TO HE IS JESSE STYLES!!!

Jesse Styles: Much....Much..Better.

Brandy Boss: So Mr.Styles have you spoken to KOP after that ending we just saw out there?

Jesse Styles: Um..No because it kind of just went down a little bit ago and I'm sure he's not in a talking mood there Brandy....

Brandy Boss: Oh right okay then well sorry sir it's rare that you actually let someone interview you.

Jesse Styles: Yes, and I am remember why I never allow anyone too do so right now.

Brandy's face now turns to sadness as Andy quickly hands her another note and she reads it.

Brandy Boss: OH right well let's address um the many elephants in the room sir if you wish?

Jesse Styles: When you say many Elephants that's no fucking joke. Let's start with the legit walking turd him self Hunter Valentyne..... Now Hunter I realize you think you are all so smart and cool by filling my GOD DAMNED HOUSE FULL OF SHIT! However.... I am remaining GOD DAMN CALM! For you see I have already been in contact with this thing called home insurance and they are assessing the damage as I speak and will be sending me a big fat fucking check to take care of everything you just did there dumb ass. Oh and now I wouldn't want to you know pull a bitch move so I am not pressing charges....However the insurance company that cuts me that big fat fucking check very well might pursue a lawsuit against you in fact it's a deffinate possibility since it wasn't on NEW property and your dumb ass filmed the whole fucking thing. So enjoy that Hunter I mean seriously you are the biggest two faced cunt of them all now somehow you have these people cheering for you when you have done more evil in your life time then fucking Hitler him self could of done in two life times. But, that okay I don't mind you play that little role and keep on acting like Roger Wright and Mathew Carter are my friends.... Seriously? That's the best you got? Lame Hunter....

Brandy Boss: Speaking of Roger Wright if he makes it past Father Nathan tonight he will face Hunter for Rogers NEW title belt and you sir I believe have a match announcement?

Jesse Styles: Even if Roger loses tonight they will face off at Annilation because these two hate each other almost as much as I hate each one of them. So with that in mind I want to finally wrap this Hunter/Roger thing up and in hopes that they destroy one another I am announcing a Unsanctioned Last Fall Match! What that means is no rules, no refs stopping the match all you two bitches gotta do is sign the damned contracts. Also the last fall part means basically last person standing except the ref can't stop you from continuing to attack even after your opponent is down and the ref decides its time to make a ten count. No...No.... It will be up to one of you when to decide its okay for the ref to make that count so enjoy boys. Oh and Roger Wright I heard about your lame ass whining over how I never came to your aid or how NEW never came to your aid with the whole F.B.I thing. NEWS FLASH ASSHOLE NEW WAS UNDER SUSPENSION that included the NEW team of Lawyers fuck why do you think it took me a god damned year to get us back up and running?
It did because I had to go find a whole new team of lawyers and trust me it took fucking time to find the right type of pricks I needed since the right ones got suspended a long with everything else NEW. Which by the way also included us paying for your health care because again EVERYTHING NEW WAS SUSPENDED do your home work there Champ.

Brandy Boss: Okay... Um I am feeling a little uncomfortable maybe we could do with less shouting...

Jesse Styles: Or, maybe you could do better without a job?

Brandy Boss: Oh...NO IT'S OKAY SHOUT AWAY!!!

Jesse Styles: Onto the next elephant a fucking elephant that I am so fucking tired of and that elephants name is Nocturnal a man who even when we where in the same damned stable he did nothing but talk shit about me which would cause to the demise of the Unstable Mafia by the way. So Nocturnal nice effort out there tonight glad my guy Ray Andrews aka THE KING OF PAIN got the job done but it's not over I know you will keep running that fucking mouth of yours so you know what I think at Annilation since you are craving a match....Well I think that match be with "THE HYPE" JESSE STYLES and The King of the N.E.W! You have claimed in the past about how New Edge is your throne well here is another NEWS FLASH I OWN THIS PLACE! What does that mean? Knock knock dumb ass Oh I know no ones home Noc but it means It is my throne and you should be kneeling to the king and throne. So at Annilation it's Nocturnal versus ME! Now next week I will even be nice and allow you to pitch a match stipulation and we will see if some fucking how we can come to common ground.

Brandy Boss:Also sir I wanted to ask you about Liz and what went down there but Uh oh......

Jesse Styles: Uh oh is right Nocturnal is going to get his face smashed in and as for Liz and that whole thing well all I did was give her some motivation to make an impact...

Brandy Boss: No, sir I mean uh oh as in the F.B.I....

Jesse looks to his right to see Agent Smith and Agent Fox standing there with there arms crossed.

Agent Fox: Mr.Styles we need to take you down to the local police station for questioning.

Jesse Styles: Oh what a fucking shocker..... Fine, but be warned gentlemen if you don't charge me with anything this time my lawyers will finally have enough fuel to file an injunction against the god damned FBI for a cease and desist amongst other things.

Agent Fox: Oh I am pretty sure we got you this time.

Jesse Styles: Oh I really....really doubt it but let's go....

Jesse walks out of the scene with the FBI while Andy quickly opens his cell phone walking away from Brandy Boss and out of the camera scene but a voice could be heard still with Brandy standing there looking dumb founded.

Andy: Hey yeah there taking him now I am assuming this is over the Stockholm thing like you told us right? Yeah okay well that has been taken care of obviously so that wont be a problem at all myself or Jesse will be in touch thanks.

He hangs up his cell phone and we cut away..
NEW WORLD TITLE MATCH
1 vs 1
Father Nathan O VS Roger Wright
Clark Benson: Dear god what a violent and crazy match that was between Valora and Blair! I mean the ending of it will for sure leave people talking for weeks to come and what's to come from all of that? Interesting developments from that match without question. Not to mention what went down backstage with Jesse Styles and the FBI. But, I have to say regarding the previous match possibly the best cell match in IGNITE history bravo to Valora and Blair for that. However now it's time for the MAIN EVENT OF ZEE EVENING!!!! ARE YOU READY!!!!!! (Crickets....) Okay well I might of went a little far there but this is for the N.E.W World Title and the current champion Roger Wright takes on Father Nathan O'Connell in what has turned out to be one hell of a world title match. These two have done pretty much everything they can so far to each other inside that ring from countering each other's big moves to removing the padding from all four corner turnbuckle posts and ramming each other's heads into them. Needless to say right now both men are bleeding badly from there foreheads. The early going and the middle of this match was pretty high paced with a lot of pin falls but nether man was willing ti give up which is no shocker considering the two men in this match. Both are pretty evenly matches when it comes to height and weight. This match has been just great so far and now the pace has slowed as we near what I would think is the closing stages a good twenty five minutes into the match already.
So let's join Jill Mathews and Vince Walters in progress as we close this one out to find out will there be a new reigning champ or can Roger retain?

Jill Mathews: Listen to these fans we have had holy shit chants, this is awesome chants, and Fucking right chants! They are loving this back and fourth action and I am too.

Vince Walters: You no oddly enough I think I have heard just as many cheers for Nathan then I have Roger.

Jill Mathews: It is a evolution in New Edge Vince for the tides be changing in different ways.

Vince Walters: Well right now both men are just trying to get to there feet after the fist shots that flew from both men landing them both flat on there bloody faces down on the mat.

Slowly Nathan and Roger get to there feet both men looking a little spent now but Nathan charges at Roger with as much speed as he could muster up attempting a running boot to Rogers chest but Roger grabs the leg of Nathan and takes him off his feet ANKLE LOCK!!!!! Roger has an ANKLE LOCK APPLIED not a move we see much from Roger but by now it's obviously time to improvise!!! Nathan is in some serious pain here as ref Jim Floss is asking Nathan if he wants to give up but Nathan continues to shake his head no. Nathan is reaching he is reaching..... HE REACHES THE RING ROPES!!! The ref is forcing Roger to break the hold but he did not until the ref's count got to four which actually drew a few boo's from the fans!! Roger now stomps on that bad ankle of Nathan's multiple times as he is down and now Roger reaches down to bring Nathan to his feet but is met by a right thumb to the left eye of Rogers! Now Roger is staggering around holding his left eye as Nathan hops to his feet with an obvious limp due to that ankle but he waits as Roger turns towards him and HUGE CLOSE LINE!!!! It was like a CLOSE LINE FROM HELL delivered from Father Nathan him self there! Roger legit flipped in mid air and landed flat on his face!! Now Nathan has applied a COBRA CLUTCH!!
Roger's back injuries are well known over the five years he has been in NEW EDGE and now Nathan is taking advantage of that. They are fairly close to the center of the ring and Nathan is applying so much pressure here!!! Jim Floss is asking Roger but he just isn't saying anything you can see him gritting his teeth and pain riddled through out his bloody face.

Jill Mathews: He has that locked in really good and this could be all she wrote for the Champ!

Vince Walters: I don't think Roger will give up here hell I don't think the man knows the damned word.

Jill Mathews: This is true but passing out is not out of the question!

Vince Walters: You do pose a interesting point but Roger is reaching he is trying to reach those ring ropes that Nathan reached earlier but he's not quite close enough

Jill Mathews: Man alive I do not honestly know how he has not tapped out just like Nathan when he didn't tap to the ankle lock.

Vince Walters: It's about the NEW TITLE that's why Jill and one wants to keep it while the other wants it for his first time ever!

Roger starts using his elbows for a little leverage to crawl his body closer to the ropes with Nathan on top of him having the Cobra Clutch applied. Roger really digging down deep here and Nathan is screaming for Roger to give it up Fella! Roger reaches once more and he TOUCHES THE BOTTOM RING ROPE WITH HIS LEFT PINKY FINGER!!! The ref kind of scratches his head over this but decides to tell Nathan to release the hold. Nathan does not look to happy as he doesn't think a pinky finger touching the rope should cause a break. But, now Floss has begun the count and finally Nathan releases the hold! Nathan is eyeing the ref now who eyes him right back as Roger uses the ring ropes to pull him self back to his feet. Nathan moves in grabbing Roger LIFTING BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX and Roger lands hard on that hurt back of his!!! Now Nathan is waiting as he has his fist curled up could it be the LEFT HAND OF GOD!? As Roger struggles to his feet here it COMES!!! HEART PUNCH NO!!!! NO!!!!!! ROGER dodged it maybe out of luck due to he was trying to reach out and grab Nathan but went to the left instead of forward obviously being a bit woozy. Now Nathan turns around towards Roger and OUT OF NO WHERE ROGER WITH HIS WRIGHT STUFF!!!!!!! Both Men Are DOWN!!! Roger is trying to crawl towards the downed body of Nathan and he is crawling slowly very slowly...
Finally he manages to place one arm over the chest of Nathan!!!

ONE......

TWO!!!!!

THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nathan got his right shoulder up!!! BUT it looks like it was a second late for Jim Floss has called for the bell!!!!!!!!

DING!!!!

DING!!!!

Tom Davis: Here is your winner and STILL THE NEW EDGE WORLD CHAMPION ROGER WRIGHT!!!!

Vince Walters: Wow that shoulder came up just as Jim's hand smacked the mat but I think Jim made the right call but oh so close.

Jill Mathews: I think I agree with you on that but wow was it ever close and man what a match!

Vince Walters: Well Roger held on and both men are down breathing heavily.

Jill Mathews: Well the ref has just handed Roger his NEW TITLE and now both men are staggering to there feet.

Vince Walters: Father Nathan has a look of hate across his blood soaked face HEART PUNCH!!!!!!

Jill Mathews: HOLY COW!!! The Champ is down and hurt even more!

Vince Walters: Wow Nathan obviously not pleased with the result laid the Champ out with that massive Heart Punch!!

Jill Mathews: Something tells me Father Nathan is far from done here in NEW.

Vince Walters: He might not be but he will have to get back in line to face Roger who remains the champion.

Jill Mathews: And, with that we are out of time see you at Ignite 198 folks goodnight!!!!!





Winner
Roger Wright
Loser
Father Nathan O'Connell
Outcome
Pinfall