Rival Factions 2012

[Alex Smiley]

(Originally aired February 19, 2012.)

THE EXPERTS PRESENTS
RIVAL FACTIONS 2012

"Earthquake" - Labrinth hits.

We open to Legacy Plaza as the crowd are going crazy with cheers to kick off the first Experts event of the year, and one of the old favourites, Rival Factions! The camera starts at the stage, showing six banners representing the six federations of the Experts and how pride in them will be on the line tonight, before it moves down the ramp and shows the ring and ringside area. The camera pans past Erika Vanarelli and Jim Rushfield at the announce table before sweeping the crowd and picking out signs such as: "Fuck Yeah, More Experts!", "CWC = Cunts With Computers!", "I Came For CJ!", "Is NEW Wrestling Tonight?", "I Hope Whitney Houston's Doing The Pre-Show Concert!", "Listen To MFX After This Show!" and "This Is Survivor Series, Right?". Finally the camera moves back down, settling in front of the commentary team as Vanarelli smiles to welcome the audience.

Erika Vanarelli: "Ladies and gentlemen it's cold outside, Valentine's day is done, the rest of the year is creeping up but never fear because it's time for the very best in inter-federational action again... you're watching the Experts with Rival Factions 2012! I'm Erika Vanarelli alongside Jim Rushfield as always and what a show we've got coming up Jim."

Jim Rushfield: "That's right tonight is all about federation pride and fighting alongside your colleagues in teams for each company. Some teams are made up of friends, other teams are of bitter rivals, but they all fall under the umbrella of their home federation and that's all that matters tonight!"

Erika Vanarelli: "And of course gold is on the line tonight, first of all we're going to see the huge return of the True Expert Tag Team Championships as one member from each federation must join with a member of their rival federation and team up to compete for the gold! Following that it's the big rematch from Dreams and Nightmares, there CJ Gates just missed out on becoming True Expert Champion after some bad luck saw the referee miss his pinfall, but tonight he goes one on one with Jack Benevolence inside of a steel cage!"

Jim Rushfield: "While I'm a big member of camp Benevolence it could well be CJ Gates' time to shine tonight, but before all that we're going to hear from the man in charge tonight. The CEO of the Experts is dealing with business elsewhere, so instead of the illustrious Michael Thunder we're being governed by the governor, the man in charge of the Siberian Facility -- The Warden!"

"The Russian National Anthem" plays over the speakers and the crowd cheer nicely for The Warden, who steps out and waves to the crowd. He walks down the ramp and slaps hands with a few of the nearby fans before climbing the steel stairs and entering the ring. He waves to the crowd again before being handed a microphone and the music dies down, allowing the Warden to speak. He raises the microphone with a smile on his face.

The Warden: "Welcome to Ri--"

"Come With Me/Kashmir Instrumental" plays and immediately the crowd begins to boo as The Warden turns to face the stage. After a few seconds Jack Benevolence steps out from the back with the True Expert Championship on his shoulder and Russell White by his side. Benevolence raises the title above his head to huge crowd heat before he smirks and he and White amble down the ramp, occasionally shouting at a few of the booing fans before they reach the ring. Benevolence climbs up onto the apron and tells the Warden to open the ropes for him, however the man in charge tonight refuses. Immediately Benevolence climbs into the ring, ripping the microphone out of the Warden's hand. He stares the Warden down, attempting to intimidate him as the music dies down and Benevolence once again raises the True Expert Championship above his head.

Jack Benevolence: "Do you know what this means, old man?"

The Warden remains stone-faced as he tells Benevolence to get out of the ring and let him say his piece.

Jack Benevolence: "IT MEANS THAT I AM THE GREATEST WRESTLER ON THIS PLANET BAR NONE! You know what that means 'Warden', it means that this is my show, this is my entire interfed, this is MY SPORT. How dare you come out here and kick things off without my permission, or even worse, without my presence. This is the Experts and I am the True Expert, just as I dominated your prison two years running I will dominate Legacy Plaza tonight and make sure every single one of the talentless hicks in the back realise they are getting nowhere near me or this title EVER."

Big boos rain down for Jack Benevolence as he smirks and finally steps back from the Warden, surveying the crowd. By his side Russell White nods along before he takes the microphone from his client.

Russell White: "There is just one simple fact that you need to remember and that is that Jack Benevolence IS the Experts, there is no question of it. No True Expert has been as dominant, no man or woman has made such an impact. For over sixth months this man has reigned supreme over this sport... for sixth months nobody has been able to touch Jack Benevolence. So, Warden, why don't you shuffle on back to whatever low-grade bar they found you slumped in and we will run this show as we see fit... after all... this is Jack Benevolence's show."

The fans are going wild with heat for Benevolence and White as the Warden shakes his head defiantly. The Warden then reaches out of for the microphone, but immediately Benevolence stands in front of him, baring down on the smaller prison governor as he clenches a fist, apparently ready to punch the Warden out! All of a sudden "Shooting Star" by Black Stone Cherry hits the speakers and the crowd goes wild with cheers for the arrival of the #1 contender to the True Expert Championship, CJ Gates! Gates comes running down the ramp to the Warden's aid and as he slides into the ring Benevolence backs up, half climbing out. Gates smiles as he stares Benevolence down, backing up himself to make sure Benevolence steps back in, and Gates checks on the Warden before calling for a new microphone. He's handed it as the music dies down and he looks from Jack Benevolence and Russell White before raising it.

CJ Gates: "Why don't you two shut the hell up and get over yourselves?!"

This gets a massive cheer from the crowd as Benevolence shouts off microphone and White tries to calm the champion down, shaking his head repeatedly and patting Benevolence. Finally Benevolence raises the championship as his response, and Gates laughs a little to himself.

CJ Gates: "Y'know a lot of people would argue you're lucky to have that title given the fact I scored the three-count at the same time as you did back in November, but it's fine, you carry that title around and we'll see how you manage to claim you're still the True Expert after I drop you tonight and pin your ass for three! See I'd like to think of myself as a man of the people, and I think I've picked up on the vibe that these people cannot stand you or your damn smug-faced wannabe lawyer bitch!"

An even bigger cheer goes up as Gates smiles slightly, stepping forward towards Jack Benevolence. The champion steps forward too, going nose to nose with Gates as he pats the title that's now resting on his shoulder.

CJ Gates: "So, how about instead of trying to throw your weight around where it ain't wanted, you prepare for the fight of your life as you try to defend that title tonight. I don't want to beat a Jack Benevolence with his mind focused on intimidating the Warden, I want to beat a Jack Benevolence at his very best... so when I walk out here as the new True Expert Champion there can be NO question that I'll be known as the best wrestler in the world!"

He smiles before squaring up to Benevolence, who simply laughs and shoves Gates in the chest, sending him back a few paces. The crowd give a loud "ooooooh!" in response to the push as Gates absorbs the impact and ticks the challenge over -- before responding with a big right to Benevolence! Benevolence staggers back, dropping the title on the floor and Gates sets it up, looking for his famous finishing shoulder jawbreaker! He hooks Benevolence -- but oh no, Russell White manages to drag Benevolence out the way before he can get his just deserts. The crowd boo as Benevolence and White back up the ramp and Benevolence once more raises the True Expert Championship, however in the ring the Warden raises Gates' hand. The crowd cheer for Gates loudly as "Shooting Star" hits again and Benevolence disappears backstage, leaving Gates to remain in the ring as the fans chant for him.

Erika Vanarelli: "An explosive start to this one and it's only going to get more high pressured as we're about to kick off with the matches, starting with our very first Rival Factions Elimination Match... it's Team SCCW taking on Team VWF!

Jim Rushfield: "Two teams that feel their federation is under appreciated in the world of professional wrestling, only one of them will be able to kick off 2012 with such a big one and go from strength to strength... let's take a look at what's been going on here."


[VIDEO PACKAGE: We see highlights of the SCCW/VWF feud over the past month or two, starting with the announcement of Rival Factions and the intention to use Rival Factions as a way to kick-start a rise back to the top for both federations. We see long-distance shots of Hannah Rickman blending in at VWF events and taking notes on her federations' opponents before being found out by Scott DiBiase and Co. We then see Team VWF surrounding Rickman back in Canada before the save is made by Team SCCW, leading to an all-out brawl in Studio A, the home of SCCW! The battle is shown in vivid detail as each member of the teams ends up being laid out, with the final shot a long-distance one showing the destruction... but who will emerge from the chaos victorious?]

RIVAL FACTIONS ELIMINATION MATCH
TEAM SCCW vs. TEAM VWF

Announcer: "The following is a five on five Rival Factions Elimination Match, where to win the entirety of one team must be eliminated by pinfall, submission, countout or disqualification!"

"Smackdown" by Thousand Foot Krutch hits the speakers as Ashley Isaacs leads out Team SCCW onto the stage. All five members of the team slap hands with one another looking ready for this one. As they go down the ramp Rickman, Isaacs and Kuninobu greet some of the fans and Stone heads straight for the ring, while the more enigmatic Scott Matthews circles the ring in silence. In the middle of the ring all five members pull out a large Canadian flag, holding it high.

Announcer: "Introducing first, hailing from Barrie, Simcoe County, Ontario, Canada... Leon Stone... Riku Kuninobu... Scott Matthews... Hannah Rickman... and the captain... SCCW Heavyweight Champion Ashley Isaacs... Team S...C...C...W!!!"

Erika Vanarelli: "Team SCCW looking ready to represent Canada here tonight, but can they manage it?"

Jim Rushfield: "I don't know, maybe we should have Hannah Rickman and Alexia get down in the ring to decide!"

Erika Vanarelli: "I want your hands above the desk for this match Jim."

"End of Days" by Nathan Hunt hits the speakers as Scott DiBiase steps out from the back before he calls out the rest of Team VWF. The men and women of Chicago's finest step out and all stare down the ramp before walking to the ring as a unit, no member breaking eye contact with Team SCCW in the ring. They then climb up onto the apron at all points of the ring and climb in to surround Team SCCW, staring them down before the referee separates the 10 wrestlers. DiBiase then begins to deliver a pep talk in the corner as Team SCCW prepares across the ring.

Announcer: "And the opponents, hailing from Chicago, Illinois... Maverick Jones... Alexia... Sean Edmunds... VWF World Heavyweight Champion Jonny Cedrone... and the captain... Scott DiBiase... Team... V...W...F!!!"

Erika Vanarelli: "DiBiase's looking focused for this one, in fact, all of Team VWF are! That was a scary sight when they walked down that ramp like some sort of legion!"

Jim Rushfield: "LEGION'S HERE?!"

Erika Vanarelli: "No, but somewhere in America a young man just messed his pants thanks to that outburst!"

The bell rings and we're off with our first contest of the evening as well as our first elimination match. Starting out for SCCW is Leon Stone while Maverick Jones is number one out the block for VWF. They kick off with a lock-up as Team VWF is cheering on Jones, who manages to avoid a cheap shot attempt from Stone and counters with a judo throw before he begins a beat-down on Stone with the crowd counting each punch. Jones then lands a big neckbreaker almost scoring an early elimination however Stone kicks out and counters an attempted DDT into a big hiptoss to drive Jones to the mat. Stone fights back with a series of clotheslines to drop Jones over and over again before he drags Jones up and throws him at Team SCCW's corner, where his team-mates hold out for the tag. The arrogant Stone however lands a big splash to Jones before throwing him out and signalling for a spear -- which Jones avoids and he tags in Cedrone! In comes the Heavyweight Champion and immediately he drops Stone with a running bulldog before he rolls Stone over, covering but Stone kicks out in time. 

Cedrone then continues the assault on Stone before SCCW fight until Stone is able to throw a back elbow at Cedrone and it stuns him enough to get back in control. The crowd boos Stone as he drives some knees into Cedrone's head before he smashes him head-first into the turnbuckles and lands a back suplex to the champion, getting a one and a half. He then drags Cedrone up and runs off the ropes -- blasting Cedrone with a big boot! Stone turns to his own team-mates and holds out his hands, taunting them that he was able to drop VWF's World Champion, but behind him Cedrone is crawling over to his own corner where he tags in Scott DiBiase. DiBiase climbs in, stalking behind Stone and immediately takes advantage of Stone's cockiness as he hits a single move, the Broken Dreams [Cobra Clutch Facebuster], rolling him over and scoring the three!

Eliminated: Leon Stone

Stone is helped from the ring as DiBiase turns to the SCCW side of the ring and Hannah Rickman holds her head in her hands, clearly annoyed at Stone's arrogance seeing him get taken out first. Finally Isaacs decides to make this captain versus captain as he climbs into the ring and goes toe to toe with Scott DiBiase, towering over the Team VWF captain! The pair go for a test of strength as they struggle in the ring against one another's weights before Isaacs gets the upper hand, pushing DiBiase down to the mat before he hooks him and follows up with a northern lights suplex all the way from the floor, up in the air, and right back down again! The feat of strength gets applause from the crowd but it's not enough to eliminate DiBiase, who powers out in time and gets right to his feet, trading blows with Isaacs. The pair go back and forth trading shots before Isaacs turns and tags in Riku Kuninobu! The high-flyer immediately leaps up, using the top rope as a springboard to dropkick DiBiase back down to the mat before he runs across the ring and throws a back elbow at Alexia for good measure!

He then signals to Isaacs, who lifts DiBiase up onto one shoulder and Kuninobu goes to the top rope, leaping off with a diving leg drop to DiBiase at the same time as Isaacs powerbombs him down! Kuninobu covers as Isaacs leaves -- but no, DiBiase manages to kick out! The fans can't believe it as Kuninobu leaps onto him with a senton and throws some kicks at the captain of Team VWF before he backs up him into SCCW's corner. He tags in Isaacs again as the pair boot at DiBiase before Isaacs irish whips DiBiase out and Kuninobu runs at a set of ropes -- but there's Alexia in revenge for earlier to pull the top rope down and spill Kuninobu to the outside! Alexia then slides in as DiBiase makes it back up and chopblocks Isaacs down and the pair begin a double-team assault on the giant captain of Team SCCW. Cedrone then climbs into the ring and he and DiBiase use all the strength they have to lift the near 7-footer up in the air and bring him crashing down with a suplex, before Cedrone signals to DiBiase! DiBiase hauls Isaacs up, hooking him for the Broken Dreams as Cedrone lands the Cash Out [Inverted Stunner] at the same time! DiBiase covers Isaacs... one... two... three! The captain's gone!

Eliminated: Ashley Isaacs

Team SCCW are left in absolute shock as Isaacs is helped from the ring, and Rickman drops down off the apron to go and talk to him. The two share a few tactics before Isaacs is helped backstage and Rickman returns to her team, signalling for Scott Matthews to make his debut in the match. DiBiase nods his head, turning to his own team to see who wants a go. He goes to tag in Sean Edmunds, however Edmunds drops down and begins to talk to Miss Karla at ringside as DiBiase holds out his hands as if to say "what the fuck?". DiBiase then tags in Maverick Jones before dropping down to talk to Edmunds, who keeps telling him to wait as he continues to talk to Karla. Back in the ring Jones and Matthews square up and Jones suddenly realises he's the heavier guy in this match -- and straight away attempts a powerbomb! However of course he has no knowledge of how to actually hit a powerbomb and Matthews is able to counter with a back body drop sending Jones flying!

Jones pushes up to his feet and immediately turns, looking dazed as Matthews drops him with a shoulder block and lifts him up, raining in some heavy rights and lefts before he grabs Jones' face and smashes it off the top turnbuckle. Jones staggers out as Matthews hooks him for a brainbuster, hauling him in the air but struggling as he just manages to drop back and hit the move, covering but not scoring SCCW's first elimination! Rickman and Kuninobu look despaired on the apron as Matthews grabs Jones, landing a big DDT in the centre of the ring and he nods, thinking that will be enough. He covers, but it isn't enough as Jones kicks out! Finally Matthews points to the corner, signalling for the Frog Splash as he climbs up and stares back down at Jones before leaping off -- but Jones is playing possum! Jones rolls out the way as Matthews hits the deck, and immediately Jones rolls onto Matthews, lifting both legs and all his weight over for leverage... one... two... three! He does it, and SCCW are down to two with no VWF eliminations!

Eliminated: Scott Matthews

Clearly pissed off with how the match is going Hannah Rickman immediately enters the ring and signals for Kuninobu to join her. As Jones turns around from celebrating Rickman grabs him, driving him to the mat with the Violence is Glamour [Rock Bottom] to a big gasp from the crowd while Kuninobu runs at Team VWF's corner, sending Alexia and Cedrone off the apron and down to ringside while Edmunds and DiBiase are still arguing. Rickman then drags Jones over to her corner as Kuninobu gets on the apron and gets tagged in, climbing to the top. With the rest of VWF down at ringside Kuninobu leaps off landing the Kamikaze Splash [Corkscrew 630 Splash] to a big "ooooooh!" from the crowd! He covers... one... two... three! That's one pulled back for team SCCW!

Eliminated: Maverick Jones

Immediately Kuninobu is on his feet as he and Rickman celebrate pulling it back one for their team, but neither of them see Alexia sneak into the ring behind Kuninobu. She grabs him for a roll-up! One... boots on the rope... two... three! Alexia eliminates Kuninobu completely by surprise and we're down to just one member of Team SCCW against four members of Team VWF! Kuninobu pushes to his feet, giving an apologetic look to Rickman, who half-smiles, before climbing in to face Alexia.

Eliminated: Riku Kuninobu

Hannah Rickman climbs in as she stands across the ring from the legendary Alexia, who smirks and beckons the only other female competitor in the match forward. Rickman goes forward -- but it's with a run as she charges right for Alexia, firing in the rights and lefts! She throws Alexia into the corner and sends her crashing out with a big snapmare, following up with a kick to the back and then a roundhouse to the front before she covers... but Alexia kicks out in time, leading to Rickman dragging Alexia up, crashing her back down with a big neckbreaker as she covers again, scoring another close one but she's unable to eliminate Alexia. Getting frustrated Rickman drags Alexia up, elbowing her across the face before she tries to hook for a Violence is Glamour, but Alexia rakes the eyes and laughs to herself, kicking Rickman in the gut. As Rickman doubles over Alexia begins to rain in some hard clubs to Rickman's back, before she takes some paces back and dropkicks the side of Rickman's head. She then slides out of the ring, reaching in to drag Rickman to the bottom rope where she begins to choke her out to big boos from the crowd.

Finally at four out of the five count she releases Rickman, however as Rickman's still slumped on the bottom rope Alexia climbs onto the apron and hits a fame asser to stun her on the ropes. Rickman falls back into the ring, choking and spluttering as Alexia makes a cover, but Rickman throws the shoulder up to keep it alive. Alexia then drags Rickman up, planting her with a russian legsweep before she drags the SCCW wrestler across the ring, looking to tag in another member of the team. With DiBiase still trying to get through to Edmunds at ringside Alexia is left with just Cedrone, and she suggests a double team. Cedrone shakes his head, instead tagging himself in and asking Alexia to leave before he turns to Rickman and plants a shot on her. Rickman staggers back before she turns around, and Cedrone grips her around the waist, throwing her back with a big german suplex that he bridges... one... two... NO! Rickman manages to throw the shoulder up to a big cheer. Cedrone looks impressed with the fire in Rickman as he stands, waiting for her to make it up.

As she slowly makes it up Cedrone runs, throwing a big knee that sends Rickman into the corner before he irish whips her out -- but Rickman reverses it with a whip of her own, sending Cedrone crashing into the corner. Eating up the underdog fight from Rickman the crowd begin to cheer and chant for SCCW, but as Rickman runs for Cedrone the VWF World Champion moves sending Rickman crashing into the corner! The crowd give a loud "awwwww!" as Rickman stumbles out and is caught with a brutal DDT from Cedrone who covers, but Rickman makes it a kickout at two! Alexia shouts from the apron for Cedrone to finish the job and he turns, shouting he plans to, before he drags Rickman up and makes a cut-throat gesture. He hooks her for the Mambo Italiano [Swinging Cradle Suplex] and the crowd get to their feet, recognising one of Cedrone's signature moves, before he swings and falls back, landing it! He covers Rickman... one... two... thr--NO! Rickman kicks out and on the apron Alexia screams at him to get the job done. Cedrone turns, shouting at her to shut up and let him do it, before he turns back to pick Rickman up -- OUT OF NOWHERE SHE CATCHES HIM IN A SMALL PACKAGE -- ONE... TWO... THREE! CEDRONE'S GONE!

Eliminated: Jonny Cedrone

The arena, Team VWF and Hannah Rickman can't believe it as Rickman slowly struggles to her feet and looks elated at removing one member of the opposition. On the apron Alexia screams her anger and climbs into the ring, shoving Cedrone out the way before she goes for Rickman -- RICKMAN OUT OF NOWHERE WITH THE ODE TO JUDE [RKO] TO ALEXIA! THE CROWD GOES WILD AS RICKMAN COVERS... ONE... TWO... THREE! ALEXIA'S ELIMINATED AND IT'S PULLED BACK TO 2 VS. 1!!!

Eliminated: Alexia

Rickman falls on her back, completely unsure of how she did it as Cedrone shakes his head at Alexia, heading to the back. Alexia follows him, the pair arguing as at ringside DiBiase realises it's down to him and the unwilling Sean Edmunds! The fans begin to stomp and clap chanting "Let's go Rickman!" as DiBiase climbs into the ring, narrowing his eyes at the SCCW wrestler. Rickman takes a breather in her corner as she and DiBiase begin to circle the ring, and at ringside Sean Edmunds begins to take note of the match. The pair get closer and closer before they finally lock up and DiBiase immediately twists round to a wristlock, but Rickman rolls out of it, using her foot to kick DiBiase's leg out the way. She then goes for a desperation roll-up... one... two... t--NO! DiBiase fires up and Rickman looks distraught at not having evened the odds with her third elimination in a row. She then pushes up and turns into a clothesline from DiBiase, who then drags her up and lands a snap suplex before stomping on the SCCW wrestler a few times. He then hauls her to her feet, throwing in some shots before he runs off the ropes and spears her to the mat, immediately going to Rickman's legs as he wraps her up in the Maple Leaf [Lasso From El Passo]!

The pain in Rickman's face is obvious as soon as the hold is in! She attempts to grasp for the ropes, but they're too far away as DiBiase wrenches back, looking to force a submission victory from her and Rickman's face begins to contort in agony. She slowly crawls a few inches, but is still far too far away from the ropes as she tries to stretch even further, dragging herself another inch or so. Rickman pushes herself up, attempting to relieve some of the pressure before she collapses back down again and raises her hand, it shaking in the air. The fans sense a submission as Rickman looks like she's about to tap and is clearly desperate to end the pain -- but no, instead she lowers her hand and uses all the strength she has to drag herself another few inches across the mat! The crowd cheer her on as she almost reaches the ropes... one... last... stretch... she makes it! Rickman grabs the bottom rope and DiBiase breaks the hold, looking angered at not winning it. Immediately he grabs the hurt Hannah Rickman, pulling her up and he lifts her as if going for an angle slam -- but Rickman spins out -- ODE TO JUDE FROM THE COUNTER! THE CROWD GO WILD AS RICKMAN COLLAPSES INTO THE COVER... ONE... TWO... THREE! SHE DID IT!

Eliminated: Scott DiBiase

The crowd goes wild as Rickman collapses back on the mat, and DiBiase slowly comes round realising he got caught just in time. He begins to shake his head as he talks to the referee, clearly passionate about defeating team SCCW and helping VWF's pride. At ringside a smirk develops over Sean Edmund's face as he realises he's the one remaining member of Team VWF, and he turns to Miss Karla, who hands him the brass knuckles from her purse! As DiBiase is innocently talking to the referee Edmunds sneaks in behind Rickman and as she turns HE BLASTS HER WITH THE BRASS KNUCKLES! He throws them from the ring as the crowd boo the house down and Edmunds makes the cover, the referee turning... ONE... TWO... THREE!

Eliminated: Hannah Rickman

Winner: Team VWF
Sole Survivor: Sean Edmunds



Erika Vanarelli: "WHAT?! Sean Edmunds did NOTHING all match except an illegal brass knuckles shot and he wins the match as Sole Survivor!"

Jim Rushfield: "What a genius tactic! You celebrate Sean, you fought that hard match and earned it son!"

DiBiase is left open-mouthed and Rickman is completely out cold as Edmunds goes CRAZY upon winning the match. He runs around the ring, hugging the referee, hugging DiBiase, before he slides under the bottom rope and shakes hands with the commentators, timekeepers, announcer and a few fans as if having just won the title in a hard-fought match. He laps the ring a few times, embracing with Miss Karla, before he climbs back into the ring and orders the referee to raise his hand. He then climbs out of the ring, heading up the ramp still celebrating as Karla joins him, and DiBiase remains completely dumbstruck at the cheapest move perhaps ever seen. Edmunds smirks, heading to the back as the camera returns to ringside as Hannah Rickman is being helped to her feet and the crowd give her a round of applause for the amazing comeback.

Erika Vanarelli: "There's our first result of the night as Team VWF just outlasts Team SCCW, but what a fight from Hannah Rickman!"

Jim Rushfield: "Bitch got taken down by the Sensational one though, and that's all that matters!"


We go backstage and immediately the crowd begin to cheer as the shot opens on the Extreme Tournament 2011 runner-up, Kurt Noble! Noble is shadow-boxing with one hand and leaning on his cane with the other as he heads for his match against BAD ASS, however as he's walking Doug E. Fresh arrives, arrogantly and 'accidentally' bumping into him. As Noble realises who just hit him his expression drops and he stares Fresh down, seeming angered. A shit-eating grin is plastered all over The Professor's face as he looks Noble up and down, laughing a little to himself.

Doug E. Fresh: "Oh, hey buddy!"

Noble sneers his reaction, picking up the sarcasm dripping off of Fresh's words. Noble tries to head off, however Fresh kicks his cane out from under him, and Noble has to hold the wall to keep himself up just about. A backstage worker goes to pick up Noble's cane, however Fresh calls out to him.

Doug E. Fresh: "Leave it my friend, this is a strength-gaining exercise for my pal over here. Thank you."

He turns back to Noble as the man walks off, leaving the cane out of Noble's reach.

Doug E. Fresh: "So... looking forward to your match Kurt? Your big old match with BAD ASS, the one where you're looking for BAD ASS to finally respect you and try and beat you! It's gonna be AWESOME, isn't it?"

Kurt Noble: "What do you want Doug?"

Doug E. Fresh: "Me? Well as what is likely an Experts legend now, the captain of Team SCW, and the SCW Global Champion, I just came to extend the hand of friendship to an APW wrestler and wish him the very best of luck. You see, being the kind of man I am, I like to do my bit for sad, pathetic charity cases like you and your Action Packed super-buddies."

He frowns, looking Kurt up and down again.

Doug E. Fresh: "Action Packed, huh? I'd expect to read that shit on a Power Rangers figurine, not a man who limps around on a damn cane... wrestling these days eh?"

Noble scowls as he tries to keep himself stood up, shaking his head before he looks back at Fresh. He goes to speak, however Fresh holds his hand up, covering Noble's mouth to keep him quiet.

Doug E. Fresh: "Save all that energy for your 'Action Packed' limp to the ring. See Kurt, your stock's plummeting, you lost to Drake Mosa last time around and now BAD ASS is gonna put you down... soon, Kurt, people will realise your wins over me in the Extreme Tournament were nothing but flukes. Good luck out there Kurt, see you around!"

He goes to leave, however Kurt reaches out, managing to stop Fresh in his tracks. Fresh turns, staring at Noble as if he had just done the most offensive thing possible, and Noble shakes his head.

Kurt Noble: "I don't need your luck Fresh, and neither will APW. You can mock our name, kick my walking aids away and make all the jokes you want, but fact of the matter is I kicked your ass in the Extreme Tournament and APW will kick SCW's ass once again. You might have a new army behind you, but it won't change a thing... so Doug, thanks, but no thanks."

Fresh goes to reply, however Noble throws a fist, pulling it at the last second. Fresh still flinches and backs up a few paces as Noble laughs slightly to himself.

Kurt Noble: "Fluke? Yeah, right."

He hobbles across the hall, bending down and picking up his cane before he heads past Fresh, who scowls as Noble walks past. He stares at Noble as the APW wrestler heads around the corner, disappearing towards ringside.

The action changes backstage opening to a locker room, and as the camera pans around we can see MDK and Juan Ramirez sparring with one another in the corner. There's a knock at the door and Ramirez shouts for the person at the door to come in, and as the door opens we see Larry Smith enter! The crowd give a slight cheer for Smith, before booing MDK and Ramirez. Both men stop, staring Larry down a little before Smith breaks his silence.

Larry Smith: "Sorry to interrupt your pre-match preparation, but do you mind if I get a few words?"

MDK nods his head, but is clearly pissed off to see Smith as the nervous reporter raises his microphone, turning partly towards the camera.

Larry Smith: "You two are joining up from warring federations in TFWF and PW to team together and try and win the newly reinstated True Expert Tag Team Championships. Despite your differences you both appear to be working well together where the other teams have had their issues... why are you two apparently so happy to work with one another?"

For a few moments MDK and Ramirez look to one another before Ramirez steps forward, laughing slightly.

Juan Ramirez: "Yo, Larry, this is M...D...K... he might have TFWF on his contract, but I think Scott Rage would be happier sporting the gold and black of that place than MDK. I come from PW, the federation that is at war with TFWF, we share the same goals, we share the same mentality..."

MDK: "We're both here for the business, the money, and the fame. People get tied up with sportsmanship and the 'taking part'. Fuck that, Juan Ramirez and MDK are 100% about winning and taking the titles tonight. We have a lot in common, something the other two teams are going to have a VERY tough time trying to overcome that."

He smirks as Smith looks from one man to the other, before he goes to raise the microphone again. Instead Ramirez slaps it out of the interviewer's hand, stepping forward.

Juan Ramirez: "Go, before we decide to show you the double-team move we've come up with... the move that's going to win us the True Expert Tag Team Championships!"

Not wanting to be told twice Smith backs away, heading out the door. MDK and Ramirez both smirk and laugh to themselves before they go back to sparring and preparing for the match. The scene returns to ringside where everyone from VWF vs. SCCW has left, and the camera settles on Vanarelli and Rushfield.

Erika Vanarelli: "A confident speech from MDK and Juan Ramirez there, but they're going up against two very talented teams in Brenda Vixen and Johnny Knuckles as well as Leon Stone and Dan Ryan!"

Jim Rushfield: "And what about Kurt Noble? Almost punching out Doug E. Fresh, what an asshole!"

Erika Vanarelli: "I'm pretty sure Fresh antagonised him by, y'know, being a complete jerk? Either way speaking of Kurt Noble he's up next taking on a man he's had a long-standing feud with for a while now, BAD ASS. Let's take a look back at these two...


[VIDEO PACKAGE: We see the various confrontations and battles between Kurt Noble and BAD ASS over the previous few months, including their meeting at a CWC show and the battles during Survive and Conquer. Screen shots of their war of words over Twitter also flashes up. Finally we see a shot of Noble and BAD ASS staring down, this being the last in a long run of matches... but will BAD ASS finally be able to put down Noble, or will the warrior's spirit in Noble live on?]

GRUDGE MATCH
KURT NOBLE vs. BAD ASS

Announcer: "The following is scheduled for one-fall!"

"I Will Not Bow" by Breaking Benjamin hits the speakers and the crowd begin to cheer as Noble steps out, staring around the crowd with his cane in hand. He limps down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans before he reaches the ring and climbs up the stairs. On the apron he raises a hand, getting a big cheer from the crowd, before he climbs between the ropes and stretches in the corner before handing his cane to the referee.

Announcer: "Introducing first, hailing from Orlando, Florida... weighing in at 230lbs... representing APW... the Extreme Tournament 2011 runner-up... "The Common Man" Kurt Noble!!!"

Erika Vanarelli: "Noble has won on all previous occasions, but will his luck end tonight?"

Jim Rushfield: "Along with the use of that messed-up leg, yes."

"Headstrong" by Trapt hits the speakers and boos begin to fill Legacy Plaza as BAD ASS steps out and straight away he goes to flip off the crowd and shout them down, laughing as he does so. He walks down the ramp, screaming at a few of the fans to shut up before he spits on one, and the crowd near the man he spat on go wild with hatred for him. BAD ASS laughs again, rolling into the ring before he begins to pace the ring, staring Noble down.

Announcer: "And the opponent, allegedly hailing from Detroit, Michigan... and allegedly weighing in at 365lbs... definitely representing PW... BAD ASS!!!"

Jim Rushfield: "I love this guy, such a great fighter who really brings the MMA game to the ring!"

Erika Vanarelli: "He's also a complete nutjob, but sure, whatever floats your boat."

And the match kicks off with both men pacing around one another as BAD ASS immediately lunges for Noble's bad leg, and Noble has to side-step him to avoid any content. BA doesn't give up there as he fires in on the leg once more, and this time Noble's able to counter it and drop an elbow on BA's back, beginning to beat him down on the mat. He keeps BA down on the mat, throwing in the shots before he drives a big elbow into the back of BA's head and rolls him onto his front, landing a leg drop that seems to hurt him more than BA. Noble then sits himself behind BA, wrapping his opponent up in a bodyscissors and he tries to stretch it out into a grounded dragon sleeper, but BA headbutts backwards, fighting Noble off before he gets to his feet and leaps with a big double stomp to Noble's chest.

BAD ASS then gets in control of this one as he keeps Noble down and goes for the leg, elbow dropping the knee and twisting it up into an Indian deathlock. As Noble grasps it in pain BA limps around the ring, mocking his opponent before landing a big baseball slide to his head and he makes the first cover, getting one and a half. He then pulls Noble up and throws in a few chops to the chest, backing him up to the corner where he runs for a body splash, but he stops just in time and instead pokes Noble in the eye! The crowd boo the house down as BA smirks and stalks the stumbling Noble, grabbing him and planting him with an STO before mounts Noble and rains down some hard punches. The beatdown continues as the crowd boo BA and begin to start a "Let's go Noble" chant, something BA mocks as he sings the same chant with Noble locked in a grounded waistlock.

However the match starts to turn as Noble tries for a comeback, avoiding an attempted clothesline from BA before landing a spinning kick to BA's gut on the return. Noble then throws in some shots and hooks BA for a DDT, however BA clubs at Noble's ribs to save himself just in time before he whips Noble into the ropes and lands a big hiptoss on the return, keeping hold of the arm which he smashes into the mat hard. He then rolls over to Noble's leg, picking it up and he attempts a single leg boston crab, but Noble kicks BA off and pushes up to his feet, and as BA returns he kicks at BA's gut! He then grabs BA's head, pulling it backwards and drops into a sitout inverted DDT, covering but not picking up the win. He then seems to be getting back into it as he drags BA up, throwing in a few shots, however as he runs for a back elbow by the ropes BA drops down, using his shoulder to throw Noble over the top rope and onto the apron! BA then runs, throwing a big boot at Noble to send him crashing down to ringside.

BA continues by going for Noble on the outside, beating down on him and smashing his head into the apron, steel stairs and ringside barrier before he throws Noble up against the apron. He then runs at Noble, looking to crush him against the apron -- but Noble moves, grabbing BA's head and he smashes that off the apron! BA stumbles backwards and Noble charges him into the steel stairs, crashing him through them to a big cheer before he hobbles back into the ring. BA makes it back in just in time, however now Noble's in control as he throws some big rights at BA, rocking him a few times before he drags him up and crashes him back down with a russian legsweep, transitioning it into a camel clutch. He wrenches it back and the crowd chant for BA to tap, however after around 30 seconds in the hold BA manages to push up to his feet, backing into the corner where he crashes Noble into the turnbuckles. He then goes for a big knee to the head, but Noble avoids it, and instead drives BA with a huge DDT! The crowd cheer as he covers... one... two... NO! BAD ASS kicks out!

BA gets to his feet soon after as Noble stumbles up, and as he turns BA throws a big overhand right, knocking Noble back into the ropes and as Noble stumbles forward BA nails him with a big tiger uppercut! Noble's rocked as BA takes a few paces back and sets up for the Headstrong [Running Flying Headbutt] and as he runs he throws the head -- but Noble avoids it! BA stumbles forward and Noble grabs his head, wrenching it back and setting up the Noble Neckbreaker [Rolling Cutter]! But BA fights his way out with a few punches, and as Noble turns he's met with a sick roaring elbow! He hits the mat as BA covers... one... two... NO! Noble kicks out and saves the match for himself. The crowd are firmly behind Noble as he struggles up to his feet and BA kicks him square in the gut, before reaching down and pulling both legs out from under him. 

BA then drags Noble through to the middle of the ring and places one leg between Noble's, twisting him round around applying the Dance With The Devil [Sharpshooter], Noble's own finishing move! The crowd is booing the hell out of BA as it looks like Noble might tap, the pain in his leg excruciating. Noble is nowhere near any of the ropes as he desperately tries to reach out, however there's no chance. Suddenly though Noble digs deep, managing to push himself up and he ducks his head under, somehow managing to roll his way back under BA and he appears on the other side! The crowd cheer the innovative counter as BA looks confused, and Noble breaks his good leg free, driving a stinging shot into BA's head! Noble then struggles to his feet as he limps around and hooks BAD ASS for the Noble Neckbreaker -- AND HITS IT! Noble covers as the crowd cheers... one... two... three! Noble does it, he defeats BAD ASS once more!

Winner, via pinfall: Kurt Noble


Erika Vanarelli: "A big victory for Kurt Noble, even after having his own finishing move used against him!"

Jim Rushfield: "BAD ASS is fuming, I think he's about to punch out a fan or something!"

BAD ASS is indeed fuming as he heads back up the ramp in pain, giving Noble the middle finger, which Noble responds to by raising his cane in a similar fashion. BA disappears to the back, but is soon replaced by Doug E. Fresh who walks out to the stage and arrogantly applauds Noble. He then smirks, disappearing again as Noble stands in the middle of the ring, confused.

Jim Rushfield: "Doug E. Fresh is such a nice man, he didn't need to congratulate Kurt like that but he did... God bless you Doug."

Erika Vanarelli: "I'm pretty sure Doug was trying to get in Kurt's head?"

Jim Rushfield: "You always see the negative in people..."

Erika Vanarelli: "Well anyway, we're heading to a commercial break now, we'll see you in a few minutes!"

[Alex Smiley]

We return to Legacy Plaza and ringside as the crowd are chanting "Tag Team Titles!" in unison in response to the next match. The camera pans around the fans before settling back down to Erika Vanarelli and Jim Rushfield.

Erika Vanarelli: "Welcome back to Rival Factions 2012 and Jim, we've had a hell of a night already! We kicked off with a war of words between Jack Benevolence, his challenger CJ Gates and the man in charge tonight the Warden, and just when you thought it couldn't get any lower than Jack Benevolence's words to the Warden we saw Sean Edmunds use brass knuckles as his only move in the match to win it for Team VWF against Team SCCW!"

Jim Rushfield: "I wouldn't call it low, I'd call it classy! We've already heard backstage reports that Sean Edmunds is still celebrating the victory, and the Sensational One has claimed credit for every elimination in that match -- as he should, such a fantastic man is Sean Edmunds."

Erika Vanarelli: "If you say so, well after that Larry Smith interviewed MDK and Juan Ramirez about their team in the upcoming return of the True Expert Tag Team Championship match, but it was the plight of Kurt Noble that really dominated the headlines before the commercial break. Not only did Noble have a nasty confrontation with Doug E. Fresh backstage, but he then went on to narrowly defeat BAD ASS and be mocked by Fresh yet again... what's the deal between Kurt Noble and Doug E. Fresh?"

Jim Rushfield: "Doug is well known as an ambassador for 'Gammy Legs of America United', he's doing his bit for charity! That being said, SCW and APW, the federations both teams take pride in, are yet to meet later tonight... could be explosive. Before that though Larry Smith is backstage hoping to get an interview with one of our main event teams tonight, Team PW..."


The action goes backstage as we open to roving report Larry Smith on his way to the Team PW dressing room. He knocks on the door, standing back, however there's no answer. Looking slightly confused Larry steps forward, knocking once more, before he steps back and waits for an answer -- nothing. Checking the interview timesheet again and turning off camera to speak to someone he seems to be completely flustered as to why Team PW are not available, when all of a sudden there's a loud bang and a crash down the corridor! Smith turns and beckons for the camera to follow as he begins a walk-jog, turning the corner and stopping dead. As the camera catches up we see the entirety of Team PW systematically beating down their TFWF counterparts, using the environment to their advantage.

Ja-Gi Kyung Moon is in the middle of smashing Dragon Demonico against the wall, Seth Black is wailing chair shots down on Jose Ramon and Jason Proctor in succession, Jason Taylor is throwing some nasty knees at the head of Drake Mosa and David 'Bones' McCoy has Joey Lupino pinned against the wall as he smashes elbows into his head. Clearly visible above everyone is the giant Scott Rage, directing traffic and ordering shots on each guy from Team TFWF. After a few seconds Smith nods his head, and like some sort of wartime correspondent he runs through the melee of people, trying to get a word with Rage.

Larry Smith: "Mr. Rage, what's going on here?!"

Scott Rage: "We're havin' a friendly pre-match picnic kid, can't ya see?"

Larry Smith: "But why the attack now when your big match is coming up next?"

Smith continues with the questions as Rage turns to the group, bellowing for everyone to double-up on someone from Team TFWF and make them pay. He strides through the group of warring wrestlers and turns to Smith, looking into his camera briefly.

Scott Rage: "Fact of the matter is that the TFWF fucked with us years ago with their 'Hard Steel: Revolution Rising'. It was never a fair fight for PW, they set us up to fail... tonight we're on neutral territory, tonight we can go in there and kick their asses, but first of all we're gonna make sure that these people get what's coming to them. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got the best team going to captain!"

He pats Smith on the shoulder and turns -- right into an outside crescent kick from Ramon! The fight-back's on as the crowd double in noise and Ramon starts to kick at the huge Rage's legs. Across the room Demonico manages to send an elbow into Moon's gut before he runs him at a stack of chairs, throwing him through them as the stack collapses. We then see Proctor kick at Seth Black's gut, taking his weapon and turning it on the former TFWF-turned-PW wrestler, stumbling him back to where Moon and Rage are on the receipt of attacks. Finally Lupino manages to block a shot from McCoy, sending a big punch at him before he backs him up with another and finally spears him to the ground! Rage calls a retreat, backing Team PW up, but as Jason Taylor tries to leave Mosa reaches out, pulling him back by his hair. Taylor turns as Mosa headbutts him, flooring him and Mosa smirks...

Joey Lupino: "Thought you'd jump us, hey Rage? This the way PW's become? Sneak attacks and chair shots?"

Scott Rage: "You assholes started this, WE'RE ENDIN' IT TONIGHT! This was just the warm-up for when we destroy you later!"

Lupino smirks as he looks down at Taylor, who is holding his head in pain, and he drags the PW wrestler up. A look of concern develops over Rage's face as the boys from PW stand back, watching the action unfold as Lupino has Taylor slumped in his arms.

Joey Lupino: "This is on you."

He nods to Proctor and Ramon, who each grab a steel chair and crash them over Taylor's back! He shouts out in pain before they both set the chairs up as if going to sit on them, forming a chair-table of sorts, and Lupino grabs Taylor. He kicks him in the gut, hooking both legs and lifting him -- nailing Taylor with The Hit [Tigerbomb] through the chair-table and onto the concrete below! Rage looks on in horror as the rest of Team PW stare on in disbelief. Lupino gets to his feet, looking at the crumpled Taylor with a smirk, before he and Team TFWF head off in the opposite direction. Larry Smith steps forward as Team PW head to Taylor, checking on him...

Larry Smith: "Guys, can I get a reaction to what just ha--"

David McCoy: "Not now."

The Team PW guys circle around Taylor, checking on him and calling for medical help as Smith backs off, looking quite shocked at the reply to the unwarranted beat-down by Team TFWF. Finally he ushers the camera around the corner as EMTs arrive for Jason Taylor.

The scene switches to The Warden's office as the crowd begin to give a slight cheer, however as the camera moves back it shows that the Warden is deep in conversation with APW's own Biggs, the man who will be managing Team APW in their match against Team SCW. The Warden appears exasperated with Biggs as he stands with both hands on the table, and the Warden sighs.

The Warden: "Biggs, for the last time, I'm not allowing Team APW an extra member..."

Biggs: "You saw the way Doug E. Fresh tried to intimidate Kurt earlier! He's getting an advantage!"

The Warden: "Kurt Noble is not even part of your team, and he won his match. I've got better things to deal with, please, leave my office before I'm forced to call security..."

Biggs goes to say something else, however the Warden holds up his hand and the manager for Team APW backs off, shaking his head. He heads off, opening the door, however as he leaves the boos get off the chart -- as Jack Benevolence and Russell White barge their way into the office! The Warden is straight on his feet locking eyes with the True Expert as Benevolence is apparently enraged.

Jack Benevolence: "The whole world saw it out there, CJ Gates laid his hands on me, he tried to attack me -- ME! THE FREAKIN' TRUE EXPERT! THE GREATEST COMMODITY WRESTLING HAS! You want me to get inside a steel cage with that animal? It's not happening Warden...NOT HAPPENING. I want that stipulation revoked, I want it changed... CJ Gates must wrestle with one arm behind his back FOR THE FAN'S SAFETY."

The crowd are booing hugely as Benevolence remains stone-faced, staring the Warden down. Finally the Warden cracks a smile, shaking his head.

The Warden: "I am not an idiot, Jack, I was there. You pushed Gates first, you started it... so... I suggest you prepare for going into the steel cage with CJ Gates and you focus on defending your True Expert Championship."

Jack Benevolence: "You seem to not understand how it works around here; what I say goes. Simple as that. You change that stipulation, or I walk out of here and leave your big first show of 2012 without a damn main event!"

The Warden: "You walk out of here and I will advise the Board that you are hereby stripped of that title, and what's more, I will ensure that every wrestling company from here to the Siberian Facility refuses to go anywhere near you. Turn around, get out of my office, and prepare for your match."

Out in the main arena the fans are going wild for the defiance from the Warden, however Benevolence reacts the only other way he knows -- shoving the Warden so hard he crashes back into his seat, spilling to the floor. A huge "ooooooh!" goes up as Benevolence smirks to himself, heading off.

Jack Benevolence: "Big mistake, Warden."

The final shot is of the Warden staring back up at Benevolence, a look of pure rage on his face as Benevolence heads off. Finally the shot returns to ringside and zooms in on the shining True Expert Tag Team Championships ready and waiting at ringside. The camera then moves to the commentary team, who seem shocked.

Erika Vanarelli: "Jack Benevolence may say it's the Warden's mistake, but if I know the Warden I'll know that Benevolence just crossed a line!"

Jim Rushfield: "Well the Warden's in the wrong for not taking Benevolence out of that cage match with an absolute monster like CJ Gates, the man's insane as we saw earlier when he completely went for Benevolence in an unwarranted attack!"

Erika Vanarelli: "I feel your definition of 'unwarranted' differs from the rest of the world's! And what about the action between Team PW and Team TFWF? The violence has gone wild there!"

Jim Rushfield: "So much so we've just received word that the structure of this show has changed, and that we will be taking a commercial break before Team SCW and Team APW go at it and our final commercial break following the True Expert Championship match in order to give PW and TFWF the rest of the show to themselves... that's how big a match this one could be! Who knows? We might run over time!"

Erika Vanarelli: "Isn't this pay-per-view?"

Jim Rushfield: "Shut up. Coming up next the tag team titles will find a new home... let's see the history of those titles!"


[VIDEO PACKAGE: We see the original titles as Jose Ramon and Alexia capture them following a jointly won ladder match and go on a lengthy reign at the top of the Experts before the titles are retired. We then see the individual successes of MDK, Juan Ramirez, Brenda Vixen, Johnny Knuckles, Damien Baine and Dan Ryan in their respective federations, before the pairs are made to wrestle for the titles. The scene shows the three teams training and gearing up for action, before fading through to the vacant belts...]

TRUE EXPERT TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS - THREE-TEAM TORNADO TAG TEAM MATCH
JUAN RAMIREZ & MDK VS. BRENDA VIXEN & JOHNNY KNUCKLES VS. DAMIEN BAINE & DAN RYAN/center]

Announcer: "The following is scheduled for one-fall, and is a three-team tornado tag team match for the True Expert Tag Team Championships!"

"Charlie Big Potato/Otis Mash-Up" plays over the speakers as the crowd begin to boo loudly. MDK and Ramirez step out in colour-coordinated attires, smirking at the crowd as they walk to the ring. They share a few comments about certain fans before walking around the ring shouting back at the abuse going their way. Finally they convene in the ring and smirk, posing on a turnbuckle each as the crowd boo the hell out of them.

Announcer: "Introducing first, weighing in at a combined 490lbs... representing PW and TFWF... the team of... 'The Golden Boy' Juan Ramirez... and M... D... K...!!!"

Erika Vanarelli: "Some may call these two the favourites as the two that have worked together the most, but can the alliance continue when there are two huge egos in there?"

Jim Rushfield: "I was looking at MDK's bulge too..."

"Oh Mom/Survival Of The Sickest Mash-Up" plays as the crowd give a mixed reaction, some appreciating Johnny Knuckles' work as he makes his way out, while they begin to boo Brenda! Both step out and look down the ramp at the ring, before turning to one another and nodding. They walk down the ramp and Knuckles opens the ropes for Brenda, who chooses to enter on another side of the ring, before smirking at her partner and posing. Knuckles looks slightly impressed before he prepares for the match.

Announcer: "And the opponent, weighing in at a combined 410lbs... representing SCW and APW... the team of... 'The Queen of Evil' Brenda Vixen... and Johnny Knuckles!!!"

Jim Rushfield: "I wonder how Johnny Knuckles chose his name?"

Erika Vanarelli: "Probably has something to do with his impressive ankles."

Jim Rushfield: "Ah, nice theory."

"It's Never Too Late/Zero Mash-Up" plays and the crowd give a solid mixed reaction. Damien Baine is out first to big cheers as he slaps hands with a few of the fans, however as he turns to the entranceway to welcome out Dan Ryan there's no sign of him. Finally Baine walks down the ramp and Dan Ryan walks out from the back to boos, not taking notice of any fans or even his partner. As Baine poses for the crowd Ryan stands in his corner, shaking his head at his partner as he clearly just wanting to get to the fighting.

Announcer: "And finally, weighing in at a combined 540lbs... representing SCCW and VWF... the team of... Damien Baine... and 'The Ego Buster' Dan Ryan!!!"

Erika Vanarelli: "Anyone else feeling the cold shoulder between these two? This could play out badly!"

Jim Rushfield: "When you've got 'The Ego Buster' in there who cares if they're talking or even know each other's names? That man has challenged for the damn True Expert Championship!"

And the bell rings, kicking this one off! Taking full advantage of the tornado rules to the match all six guys go straight for one another, raining in the punches repeatedly as they brawl it out in the middle of the ring. The fans are eating it up as the fists and legs fly all over the place, before finally we see Brenda Vixen go up top! The other five guys turn, seeing her as she leaps off with a big crossbody into the group to a loud gasp! As they struggle up Juan Ramirez climbs to the top behind them, and as the group battle continues Ramirez raises his arm. Taking advantage of the group situation Ramirez uses a very rare technique for him -- and leaps off with a diving senton into the group! All five others hit the ground, and it's Damien Baine who's up first, with the 235lber going to the top rope, getting a huge cheer. But MDK is right up, and he runs, planting a big boot into Baine's gut before he and Ramirez hook Baine, executing a double superplex right from the off to bring him crashing down!

The crowd are booing MDK and Ramirez as they begin to take advantage at the start of the match, landing a double clothesline Brenda Vixen before landing a chop block/clothesline combination to send Dan Ryan crashing to the mat. As they re-convene in the middle of the ring Johnny Knuckles comes running at MDK -- who hauls him up for a spinebuster just as Ramirez dropkicks Knuckles' head, driving him down hard! The fans are booing MDK and Ramirez loudly as they slap hands in the middle of the ring and point at Baine as he recovers in one of the corners. Ramirez immediately climbs onto the apron, grabbing Baine from behind as MDK begins to fire in some hard shots on the fan favourite of the match. Finally MDK steps back a little and Ramirez jumps back down off the apron, bouncing the back of Baine's head off the ropes before he stumbles into MDK's clutches as he hauls him up for a back suplex, spinning it round into a side-effect-- the SuperiorPlex! The crowd gasp as MDK smirks, stomping at Baine before he turns -- right into a big punch from Dan Ryan!

Ryan fires in some hard shots on MDK, pushing him back against the ropes before he irish whips MDK off to the opposite set -- and he nails MDK with a big boot! MDK hits the deck as Ramirez runs at Ryan -- but Ryan sends him flying with a release belly to belly suplex! He turns as Johnny Knuckles stumbles to his feet and Ryan wraps him up in a waist-lock, throwing him over with a huge release german suplex and Knuckles crashes to the mat as Ryan goes for a cover, but Brenda Vixen is in there to break it immediately! She begins to stomp on Ryan, throwing in some shots, but Damien Baine makes the save by dragging her up and throwing her into the corner, following up with a cornered clothesline! Vixen staggers forward and Baine lands her with a big scoop slam before he turns, finding himself face to face with his tag team partner for the night. He and Ryan stare one another down for a while, the tension apparently building between the two very different partners. Baine squares up to Ryan, wanting to sort it out there and then, however Ryan turns away, focusing on the match.

He continues to deliver some high-impact moves, throwing some huge punches at all four of the other competitors while Baine is a bit more agile and fires in some big dropkicks and some grounded elbow and leg drops. Finally Ryan takes MDK, throwing him from the ring with relative ease to a slight cheer as Baine uses one of his boxing uppercuts to send Ramirez over the top rope, and they back up, clashing backs. Once again they turn and this time it allows Vixen and Knuckles to take advantage as they land stereo roll-ups, each scoring a close two from the surprise before Baine and Ryan kick out, and as Baine stands Vixen spins with a big roundhouse to drop him. Both then turn their attentions to the larger Ryan as Knuckles throws some forearm shots at Ryan's gut before kicking him square in the gut. Knuckles then hooks Ryan for a DDT as Vixen runs, leaping and landing a fame asser at the same time to a big "ooooh!" from the crowd as Ryan lands sickly on his head. Vixen covers, but Baine is back up in time to pull Vixen up, and as she stands he spins her, lifting her with a double chickenwing into the air.

Knuckles is in to make the save for Vixen, and the two members of Knuxen share a respectful nod before Vixen drops an elbow on Baine's back while Knuckles lands a knee drop to his head. Knuckles then hooks Baine up in a cloverleaf while Vixen places her knee on the back of Baine's head, pushing down with all the weight she can. The crowd are stomping and clapping as Baine resists tapping all he can, however Knuckles leans back and Vixen places both knees on the SCCW wrestler's head, pushing down all they can. However just before Baine can even consider tapping Ryan's on his feet, and he grabs Knuckles with one arm, hauling him high in the air and crashing him down with a side slam backbreaker! Knuckles rolls out of the ring holding his back in pain before Ryan bares down on Vixen, who backs up before attempting a low blow -- Ryan grabs her hand and Vixen shakes her head before he irish whips Vixen right into a spear from Baine, breaking her in half! The crowd cheer Vixen getting hers as Baine and Ryan finally nod to one another, getting on the same page.

Erika Vanarelli: "All three teams have found their feet, and it's Baine and Ryan dominating right now!"

Jim Rushfield: "MDK and Ramirez are ready though... check this one out!"

The crowd are booing as MDK and Juan Ramirez sneak into the ring, one on each side of Ryan and Baine, both holding steel chairs to take full advantage of the no disqualification rules implemented with the three-team match! Both set up for the shots when Baine and Ryan finally realise -- and they duck -- meaning MDK and Ramirez hit one another! The crowd pops as both stagger back, and Baine rips the chair out of MDK's hands, wailing in shots to the TFWF wrestler's back before MDK is in the corner. Baine then smashes the chair over MDK's head, and as MDK slumps Baine pushes the chair into the ropes in front of MDK as Ryan whips Ramirez into it, making a chair sandwich between the two tag team partners! Ramirez then stumbles out right into a capture suplex from Baine, and Ryan plays a game of "I can go one better" as he impressively hauls the 275lber MDK right up in the air! He then drops MDK with a gorilla press as Baine covers... but MDK kicks out in time to boos. Baine then drags MDK up, rocking him with some boxing shots before he throws a knee at MDK's gut and runs off the ropes, landing a bulldog.

Ryan then sets up for a big move on Ramirez, signalling that he's looking for his signature dragon suplex, however as he begins to apply the full nelson Ramirez drops down, trying an arm drag of sorts -- however Ramirez's 215lbs is no match to the 300lb Ryan, who hauls him back to his feet! Ryan then lifts Ramirez up onto his shoulders, looking for a samoan drop, but Ramirez rakes at Ryan's eyes and he drops down, diving at Ryan's legs with a chop block to cut the big man down. Baine then runs to take Ramirez down, however Ramirez stings him with a snap back elbow, and he the lands a snap suplex, rolling it right into a front butterfly lock! He wrenches on Baine, leaning back as far as he can while MDK slowly gets to his feet, and MDK signals for Ramirez to drag Baine up to his feet, where MDK grabs Ramirez's legs for a wheelbarrow. He then nods and drops, going for a wheelbarrow facebuster at the same time as Ramirez lands a butterfly DDT! Ramirez covers... one... two... NO! Baine throws the shoulder up to big cheers.

MDK smashes the mat in anger before he turns to Dan Ryan, lifting him up and he rocks him with some punches to the head and gut, making a cut-throat gesture. He then doubles Ryan over and hooks him in an attempted northern lights suplex, however the 30lb deficit proves difficult for MDK, who releases the hold and lands one brutal european uppercut to Ryan. He then hooks Ryan for the northern lights suplex, and this time Ramirez is there to help drag Ryan's legs up as he pushes with all his might while MDK pulls -- AND THEY LAND THE NORTHERN LIGHTS TO DAN RYAN! The crowd is shocked with the huge move as MDK collapses on Ryan... one... two... NO! Ryan throws the shoulder up and MDK smacks the mat, seething at not being one half of the tag team champions. As he gets to his feet he and Ramirez are met by Vixen and Knuckles, who have recovered from earlier, and they each land a cactus clothesline to take a member of MDRez out of the ring! A brawl between the wrestlers from PW, TFWF, SCW and APW breaks out as Vixen rallies Ramirez with some hardcore shots, smashing him up against the ringside barrier!

Around the corner of the ring Knuckles has MDK hooked around the gut before he lifts MDK onto one shoulder as if going for a dominator -- but he spins MDK out, right into an impact DDT on the outside! The Heart Attack DDT, one of Knuckles' signatures! Knuckles raises his hands in celebration, however around at ringside Vixen is being beaten down by Ramirez who has pulled it back. Ramirez irish whips Vixen against the apron, splashing her so she hits the side hard before he spins her out and throws her to the steel stairs. Vixen leaps up, landing on top of the stairs and she turns, jumping off for a crossbody -- but Ramirez catches her, driving her straight down with a world's strongest slam! The crowd gasp as Ramirez pushes to his feet, smirking, only he turns right into the huge Johnny Knuckles leaping off the stairs with his own modified (ie. awkwardly done) crossbody to Ramirez! Knuckles raises his hand in the air, getting a slight cheer before he yells "hee! haw!" and lands a big haymaker to the back of Ramirez' head, the Donkey Punch! Knuckles then climbs into the ring, stalking Dan Ryan as he senses gold in the future.

As Ryan slowly stumbles up Knuckles grabs him, and he hooks Ryan for a reverse DDT before looking to spin and land the Last Breath [Rolling Cutter] -- but Ryan breaks free! He turns as Knuckles looks to throw a shot -- kick to the gut by Ryan! Ryan then pulls Knuckles in and spins him, lifting him onto his shoulders before he hits it -- HEADLINER [Burning Hammer]!!! The crowd gasp as Ryan covers, looking to become a Tag Team Champion... ONE... TWO... THRE-- NO! MDK pulls the referee out of the ring from the outside! Ryan pushes to his feet but it's too slow as MDK climbs in, running right for him -- HELLSHOT [High Impact STO]!!! But the referee's out and MDK shouts at Ramirez to recover and get the referee in as he covers Ryan... the referee's still recovering on the outside... and Damien Baine's up top! The crowd go wild, remembering Baine's thwarted diving attempt from earlier and he leaps LANDING A HUGE SENTON SPLASH ACROSS MDK'S BACK! The fans go crazy as Ramirez slides into the ring and is speared by Baine immediately! Baine then drags Ramirez up and takes a page out of Ryan's book as he lifts Ramirez up -- HUMILITY BOMB [High Angle Layout Powerbomb] -- DAN RYAN'S OWN FINISHER!

By now the referee's come to as Baine covers the smaller Ramirez... ONE... TWO... NEW CHAMPIONS... THRE-- BRENDA VIXEN BREAKS IT TO HUGE CROWD HEAT! Baine pushes to his feet as Ramirez rolls to the side, coughing and spluttering from the powerbomb, and as Baine turns he's met with a superkick by Vixen! He drops to the mat and Vixen moves to the corner, setting up for her punt kick, but her own partner in Knuckles grabs Baine -- LAST BREATH! HE HITS IT FINALLY! He covers... one... two... thr-- VIXEN BREAKS IT! The crowd can't believe it as Vixen screams at Knuckles that it was her move to hit while Knuckles argues he could have just won them the match, but he's met with a boot to the groin by Vixen! She then paces back and runs -- HITTING THE PUNT THAT WAS MEANT FOR BAINE! Vixen then climbs out of the ring, shaking her head and walking off up the ramp as Knuckles rolls under the bottom rope, out of it.

Erika Vanarelli: "What a breakdown between those two, and we thought it was Baine and Ryan that were in trouble of that!"

Jim Rushfield: "But look, it's Ryan that's on his feet!"

Dan Ryan is indeed up and ready to take this match as he turns to Ramirez, hauling him up to his feet and he shouts to the PW wrestler that it's time for a real Humility Bomb. He lifts Ramirez up, holding him over one shoulder -- but MDK is up and he manages to drag Ramirez down! The crowd almost boo the idea of Ryan not hitting his finisher, but as Ryan turns Ramirez grabs him, hitting the All Around The World [Stunner]! It's enough to stagger the massive Dan Ryan towards the ropes as MDK digs down, hauling the giant up and over the top rope, sending him crashing down to the outside! He then turns as Damien Baine is slowly staggering to his feet, and Ramirez and MDK nod to one another. Ramirez climbs onto the top rope in one corner as MDK drags Baine there, and he kicks Baine in the gut, setting him up for a piledriver! He then hauls Baine so he is upside down while Ramirez taunts on the top rope and leaps -- DOUBLE-STOMPING BAINE'S CROTCH AT THE SAME TIME AS MDK DROPS THE PILEDRIVER, SPIKING BAINE INTO THE MAT! MDK COVERS... ONE... TWO... THREE! THE CHAMPS ARE CROWNED!

The crowd boos loudly as MDK and Ramirez slap hands and celebrate together, climbing every turnbuckle and taunting the crowd. The referee then hands each man their True Expert Tag Team Championship belt and they parade the ring with the shining gold while Baine slowly rolls from the ring, out of it from the spiked piledriver. MDK and Ramirez smirk as the referee raises their hands, declaring them the new champions and the TFWF and PW pair continue to celebrate...

Winners, via pinfall and NEW True Expert Tag Team Champions: Juan Ramirez & MDK


Erika Vanarelli: "An emphatic victory for MDK and Juan Ramirez there picking up the three and claiming the titles... do you see great things in the future for the new champions?"

Jim Rushfield: "They're the best champions this place has ever had, bar Jack Benevolence of course! MDK, Juan Ramirez and Jack Benevolence... three of the most upstanding citizens we've ever had... all Experts champions... I may cry in pride!"

Erika Vanarelli: "I sincerely hope you never get called for jury service. Now, we're being told that Doug E. Fresh has a few words to say to APW... let's head over to Team SCW's locker room..."

The action goes backstage and opens to Doug E. Fresh as he smiles into the camera, the crowd booing the hell out of him. Behind him Sabra Nikolayev, Insomnia, Adrien Specter and Jacob Wright can be seen finalising their ring attires and tactics before the big elimination match -- up next -- however Fresh seems more relaxed as he waits for the noise to die down. He then smirks, cracking the knuckles on one hand with the same shit-eating grin.

Doug E. Fresh: "Action Packed Wrestling, the company that is home to greats such as Level-One! And... erm... shit... this is embarrassing..."

He feigns confusion for a while, frowning and scratching his chin before he grins and looks into the camera. Finally he takes in a breath, clearing his throat.

Doug E. Fresh: "Earlier tonight Kurt Noble picked up an ill-gotten victory if ever I saw one, and that's where the successes for APW tonight end. See your CJ Gates is NOT winning the True Expert Championship, and what's more, Team SCW is going to destroy you later tonight. You might have picked up wins in the past, you might have Experts "legends" in your midst... but the simple fact is... SCW is lead by me... DOUG... E... FRESH!"

Fresh holds out his arms, however behind him Insomnia can be seen watching on with a smirk on his face, laughing occasionally to himself. As Fresh continues the self-indulgent diatribe about his own struggles against the might of APW Insomnia gets to his feet, walking over to the Professor before he stands right behind him, staring Fresh down. After a few seconds as Fresh is building up to a big line Insomnia clears his throat, and Fresh turns around slowly.

Insomnia: "Shut the fuck up."

The crowd pop wildly for Insomnia as Fresh steps back, staring at Insomnia with surprise. He shakes his head, turning towards the camera, however this time 'Som spins his own captain around, looking pissed off to even be anywhere near Doug E. Fresh.

Insomnia: "Seriously, you're gonna make this all about YOUR struggle with APW? And how YOU'RE gonna lead us to victory? That the idea Doug?"

Doug E. Fresh: "Well I don't see anyone else stepping up..."

Insomnia: "The whole of SCW has been under attack by the arseholes over at APW and we're ALL sick of them, not just you, prick. So to you APW... listen up... this time you're going up against the best of the best, an SCW team with Sabra Nikolayev, the Queen of Sin... with Adrien Specter, a man who will put his body through hell and come out just fucking fine... Jacob Wright, a man who's so unorthodox even the unorthodox think he's messed up... and me... Insomnia... the one that went to your shitty show and kicked Level-One's head clean off!"

'Som smirks, nodding his head at the "Yakuza Kick That Was Heard Around The World" while Fresh stares on, grimacing like a child that got told off by his parents. Finally he steps forward, trying to continue his speech about his struggles against APW when Insomnia turns to the rest of Team SCW.

Insomnia: "Who here is ready to take this fucking fight right to APW and leave them broken in that ring?!"

Sabra/Adrien/Jacob: "YEAH!"

Insomnia: "Who here is ready to make Sin City Wrestling the greatest wrestling company in the history of the Experts?!"

Sabra/Adrien/Jacob: "YEAH!"

Insomnia: "Then what are we waiting for?!"

He turns towards the door, opening it as Team SCW file out, ready for the battle with APW. Behind him Fresh turns, grabbing his shoulder and spinning him, clearly annoyed at the better rally cry from 'Som.

Doug E. Fresh: "This is MY team."

Insomnia: "Then I suggest you get out there with us and start throwing punches."

Fresh narrows his eyes, getting right in Insomnia's face.

Doug E. Fresh: "You know what I think of you? I think that you're nothing but a jealous, bitter, past-it excuse for a wrestler who's piggybacking my superior leadership to look decent in front of a new audience."

The crowd boo, already taking to 'Som before the SCW legend smirks, nodding his head as if accepting the words from Fresh.

Insomnia: "And you know what I think of you?"

He pauses briefly as Fresh holds out his arms, shrugging.

Insomnia: "If it walks like a cunt, talks like a cunt and looks like a cunt, I don't need an encyclopaedia to work out what it is."

The crowd give a loud "ooooooh!" in response as 'Som shoves Fresh back, leaving through the locker room door. The crowd cheer for the insult as Fresh looks pissed off beyond belief, charging off through the door after his team.

The scene switches backstage opening to the interview set backstage as Larry Smith is stood alongside Scott DiBiase. The crowd cheer DiBiase, who is still relaxing following the opening elimination match, and he takes a swig of water from his bottle. Smith raises his microphone, turning to the camera.

Larry Smith: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winning captain of our first Rival Factions match... Scott DiBiase! Now Scott we just saw you lead your team to victory, but many are calling it a tainted victory... what are your thoughts on this assessment?"

Scott DiBiase: "In many ways that's a fair way of looking at it, what Edmunds did to end that match was... well... it wasn't something I'll condone. That being said Team VWF eliminated three members of Team SCCW off the bat, and had it not been for the heroic comeback from Rickman we might well have taken that match with just one elimination! As much as we've had a war with Rickman and SCCW recently, I feel I have to hand it to her, hell of a performance. Overall Scott, I'm happy to have won the match no matter the way we did it, and I'm proud of my team."

Larry Smith: "And what does the future hold for VWF and more close to home, you, in the Experts following this win?"

DiBiase takes another swig of water, nodding his head to the question for a few seconds before he looks up.

Scott DiBiase: "Obviously the next step for VWF is to win some Experts gold, and well, that ties in with my future here. See the word going around backstage is that the next event is going to be at least a 30-man battle royal with the winner receiving a "special prize" in relation to their entry into the Extreme Tournament. You and I both know the Extreme Tournament is the ultimate in Experts events, the single event that makes stars... well this year that star is Scott DiBiase. Captaining Team VWF to victory was just step one of Scott DiBiase..."

He smiles, motioning a banner in front of himself with both hands.

Scott DiBiase: "True Expert Champion."

Larry Smith: "Some exciting news there Scott, and best of luck with your quest for the gold! Back to ringside..."

DiBiase pats Smith on the shoulder, heading off as the camera shot returns to ringside, settling on Erika Vanarelli and Jim Rushfield.

Erika Vanarelli: "A massive battle royal with Extreme Tournament consequences? Things just got interesting!"

Jim Rushfield: "How can you focus on THAT when we just saw that Insomnia jackass insult Doug E. Fresh?! IT'S DOUG-DAMMIT-E.-DAMMIT-FRESH!"

Erika Vanarelli: "O...K... Well anyway, as we alluded to earlier in the night with the action between PW and TFWF hotting up the management has decided to dedicate the entire ending section of the show to that match, somehow I think neither of those teams will be going down without an all-out war!"

Jim Rushfield: "So, commercial time, and we'll be straight back with APW and SCW going at it... then it's True Expert Championship time!"

[Alex Smiley]

And as everyone in the crowd begin to send in emails of "Did You Know... Rival Factions Rules?!" we return to Legacy Plaza! The camera pans around the crowd, picking out a few new signs -- including "The Fucknuckle Won The Title!", "Sensational Screwjob!", "Doug E. Fresh Genuinely Does Walk Like A Cunt!" and "I Predict A Flood!" -- before it settles down by the announce table and our favourite pair of loveable commentators.

Erika Vanarelli: "Welcome back to Rival Factions 2012 with me Erika Vanarelli and my broadcast colleague, Jim Rushfield! If you've just joined us... well... what a night of action you've missed so far!"

Jim Rushfield: "That's right, just before the break we crowned brand new True Expert Tag Team Champions in MDK and Juan Ramirez following that sick spiked piledriver, and what's more we saw that idiot Insomnia questioning Doug E. Fresh's leadership as the captain of Team SCW!"

Erika Vanarelli: "I wouldn't call Insomnia an idiot, he's an SCW legend making his debut here at the Experts! We also heard from the winning captain of Team VWF, Scott DiBiase, that the next Experts event will feature a massive battle royal with the winner receiving some kind of bonus in the Extreme Tournament this summer... speculation has already begun as to what that could mean..."

Jim Rushfield: "It's the ultimate prize; being eliminated by Jack Benevolence in week one, who wouldn't want that?"

Erika Vanarelli: "Every other competitor I'd argue. Now, we've already seen one Rival Factions Elimination Match and now it seems everything is set up for our next one... it's time for Team Sin City Wrestling to try for revenge against Team Action Packed Wrestling... let's take a look at the history here!"


[VIDEO PACKAGE: We look back at previous CWC events where APW got the better of Doug E. Fresh and his SCW team, before the revenge is on! We see the teams being formed and a war of words between both camps, inter-cut with shots of their physicality in SCW, before finally we see Level-One alone in the ring at an APW show. BAM! The Yakuza Kick that was heard the world over from Insomnia! The kick and its impact is replayed over and over again, cutting up with action from the ten members of the match, before finally we see the ten going head to head...]

RIVAL FACTIONS ELIMINATION MATCH
TEAM APW VS. TEAM SCW

Announcer: "The following is a five on five Rival Factions Elimination Match, where to win the entirety of one team must be eliminated by pinfall, submission, countout or disqualification!"

"Put You On Game" by Lupe Fiasco hits the speakers as Level-One walks out from the back flanked by Team APW. Having formed a solid base as a team the group all nod, slapping hands and walking down to the ring as a unit. Saint and Blade talk to the fans a little as they go before the group reaches the ring and enters, raising their arms in the air in a pose to the crowd.

Announcer: "Introducing first, hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada... accompanied by Biggs... Dan Quinn... Johnny Rebel... Blade... Keaton Saint... and the captain... "The Ultimate True Expert" Level-One... Team... A...P...W!!!"

Erika Vanarelli: "Here come APW, who already have one up on the guys from Las Vegas, and they're lead this time by one of the all-time greats!"

Jim Rushfield: "WHITNEY HOUSTON'S CAPTAINING APW! FUCK... YES...!!!!!"

Erika Vanarelli: "You, uh, might want to check her Wikipedia page."

"The End" by Roadrunner United hits the speakers and the fans begin to boo Doug E. Fresh as he steps out alone. He poses on the ramp, shouting into the speakers that he's all that's needed to defeat APW before Insomnia, Nikolayev, Specter and Wright walk out. They head to the ring leaving Fresh behind as he grimaces, shaking his head and catching up with them before he pushes his way to the front and continues posing.

Announcer: "And the opponents, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada... Adrien Specter... Sabra Nikolayev... Jacob Wright... Insomnia... and the captain... the SCW Global Champion Doug E. Fresh... Team... S...C...W!!!"

Erika Vanarelli: "Some dissention potentially, but alas this is indeed a star-studded team that will prove a match for team APW!"

Jim Rushfield: "DOUG E. FRESH IS MY HERO!!!"

The match kicks off with Fresh wanting to be the perfect captain as he climbs between the ropes, ready to take on whoever APW throws at him -- which turns out to be Level-One! The crowd give a slight cheer to the legend of Level-One as Fresh looks slightly put out by his opponent, and turns to tag himself out on Wright. Wright, however, nods to Level-One and urges Fresh to take the challenge while the crowd cheer in response. Finally Fresh grits his teeth and goes for it, locking up with Level-One before he hits a cheap shot knee to the gut -- but as he turns to gloat One is right on him, throwing him at the corner where he crashes Fresh against the turnbuckles and follows up with a shoulder to the gut, sending him in hard. One then whips Fresh out again, however instead of letting him go he spins it around, crashing the Professor to the mat with a big neckbreaker! Fresh rolls onto his front, looking to tag out to one of his team-mates, however One is right in there as he catches Fresh from behind with a big bulldog before he drags him up and begins to fire in some nasty chops to the chest.

Level-One continues to dominate Fresh before he drags him into the middle of the ring, landing a clothesline to take him down before he hauls him back up and immediately lands an arm drag to send Fresh over! Fresh stumbles to his feet and turns right into a flipping clothesline as One makes the cover, but the captain of Team SCW manages to kick out. As Fresh stumbles to his feet One takes a hold of him, dragging him to Team APW's corner where he tags in Blade and then lifts Fresh up for a sidewalk slam. Blade lands an elbow drop at the same time as One drives Fresh into the mat and APW's captain climbs out as Blade makes a cover, but doesn't get the elimination. Blade smacks the mat as he drags Fresh up, throwing a couple of elbows at his head before he whips Fresh off -- but the wiley veteran manages to counter it, dropping down with a drop toe to bring Blade to the mat! Immediately he begins to pound away at Blade's head with big fists before he goes to his own corner, making the tag to Jacob Wright to a big cheer.

Wright climbs in, assessing the situation before he begins to land a few shots on Blade, finishing up with an attempted snap suplex, however the weight deficit means he can't quite hit it, and instead Blade turns it into a huge suplex of his own! The fans boo Blade and cheer for Wright as Blade begins to stomp on the SCW wrestler, grinding his boot into Wright and smirking before he reaches down and slaps him over the head. Blade then drags Wright up, driving him back down with a back suplex before he hauls Wright to his feet once more and kicks him in the gut, clubbing at the Spaniard's back. As Wright pushes up once again Blade runs off the ropes, returning with a big shoulder block to send the much smaller Wright crashing over the mat before he makes the cover -- but Wright kicks out to a big cheer! Blade shakes his head, dragging Wright up as he hooks him for a german suplex however Wright counters into a victory roll, getting a two before Blade powers out! Immediately Wright leaps on blade, applying a rear naked choke of sorts as he tries to bring the big man down.

The fans are still cheering for Wright, however Blade begins to fight back as he stands, throwing Wright forward with a brutal judo throw that crashes Wright down on his back. Blade then drags Wright up and elbows at him before he kicks him in the gut and sets up for a powerbomb! Blade reaches down and lifts Wright up as the crowd are on their feet... but Wright struggles and manages to make Blade stumble towards the ropes before he counters it with a hurricanrana sending both men spilling to the outside! Biggs immediately tries to get involved, however as he does so Adrien Specter drops off the apron, backing Biggs up! The crowd cheer as Biggs begs for mercy, only for Specter to throw a superkick at him, sending him over the ringside barrier and into the crowd, apparently eliminating the manager from this one!

The referee begins to count as Wright and Blade hit the outside hard, struggling to get up. They're on their feet as the count reaches three, and Wright is the first one in there as he begins to beat down on Blade, trying to drag him towards the ringside barriers and use them as weapon. As the count gets towards five Blade begins to fight back, countering a running knee attempt into a flapjack that crashed Wright over the steel! The count hits seven as Blade sees the chance to get back in the ring, but behind him Wright leaps up, dragging him back down with a reverse bulldog. He then runs, dropkicking the steel stairs as they crash down onto Blade and the crowd give a loud "ooooh!". As the count's at eight Wright turns to go for the ring -- but Level-One drops off the apron, running and hitting a big boot that drops Wright to the ring mat... and the count reaches nine... no answer... TEN! The referee calls for a double elimination!

Eliminated: Jacob Wright & Blade

The crowd are in shock as Wright and Blade are both helped from ringside and both teams re-convene to discuss the next plan of action as the crowd stomp and clap, looking for the physicality to continue. Finally Keaton Saint and Adrien Specter step up to the plate, squaring off in the ring before Saint offers the hand, and Specter shakes it. They then lock up and the more technically-sound Saint takes control, wrapping Specter up in a headlock before he transitions through to a wristlock and then twists it into a hammerlock, shoving Specter off and taking him down with a clothesline. Specter rolls to his feet quickly as Saint lands a kick to the gut, hooking him for an overhead belly to belly suplex, which scores a one and a half count, before Saint drags Specter up again and hits a gutwrench suplex for another one and a half. As Specter is on his hands and knees Saint runs, dropping a double knee-drop on his back before he switches it up into a single leg boston crab, trying to break down the high-flyer in Specter. Specter would have screamed out in pain at this point, but as he has no tongue it's a tough thing to do.

Finally Specter is able to break free as he uses his other leg to kick Saint off, and as Saint follows up with an attempted lariat Specter flies up with an outside crescent kick, taking the Patron Saint of Wrestling down! Specter then runs, landing a senton across Saint's chest before he lifts him to a sitting positioning, cracking a nasty boot to Saint's back before he runs off the opposite ropes and dropkicks Saint's face, making a cover -- but it's not enough to keep Keaton down. Specter continues the high-flying offence, landing a springboard moonsault for a big reaction before he drags Saint up and brings him crashing down with a tornado DDT to score a two count! Specter then gets to his feet and points at the corner, climbing to the top as he signals for the Sent From Above [Double Rotation Moonsault] to the downed Saint -- however as he leaps Dan Quinn climbs in, dragging Saint out the way -- AND SPECTER CRASHED HORRIFICALLY TO THE MAT! The crowd gasp as Quinn drags Saint on Specter... one... two... thr-- NO! Sabra Nikolayev in to break the pin before she squares off with Quinn, shoving him in the chest.

Nikolayev and Quinn continue their war of words before Sabra lands a vicious elbow to Quinn's face, and he responds by trying to haul her up for a suplex -- but Specter chop blocks him just in time! Quinn turns right into a superkick from Specter to a big reaction and he falls through the ropes to the outside, before Saint clotheslines Nikolayev over the top and we're back to our legal two! Specter goes for a superkick on Saint, but Saint dodges it and catches Specter with a DDT, dropping him. He then points to the corner, signalling he wants to fight fire with fire -- or in this case high-flying with high-flying! He gets to the top rope and raises his hands, but behind him Insomnia has gotten across the apron and is climbing the turnbuckles! The crowd are on their feet as Insomnia clubs Saint's back, saving Specter from being crushed, before he slowly turns Saint around on the top rope. He then jabs at Saint's gut and hooks him in a front facelock, draping the arm as he takes a look behind him at the long fall to the outside of the ring. Finally 'Som digs deep and lifts...

LANDING A SUPERPLEX FROM THE RING TO THE OUTSIDE -- THE 'SOMNIPOTENT DEMIURGE! The crowd goes wild as Insomnia looks almost as hurt by it as Saint is, rolling across the mat as Saint has barely moved. Team APW immediately check on Saint, who seems out of it as 'Som slowly pushes to his feet as the rest of Team SCW joins him. A war of words breaks out as both teams begin to shove and shout at one another, and finally we descend into a full on ringside brawl, fists flying everywhere! Through it all Insomnia manages to drag Saint up, rolling him into the ring as Specter gets to the top rope and lands the Sent From Above! He looks down at the wild fighting between the other eight members of the match before he makes the cover on Saint... one... two... three! Keaton Saint's gone!

Eliminated: Keaton Saint

The crowd are on their feet, cheering on the huge APW/SCW brawl as Adrien Specter celebrates his elimination. Fists continue to fly as Insomnia and Level-One are halfway up the ramp trading shots while Doug E. Fresh and Sabra Nikolayev work together against Johnny Rebel. However there's one man missing from the brawl, and that's Dan Quinn as he sneaks into the ring behind Specter, the crowd shouting to try and warn him! As the referee is distracted by trying to break down the brawl at ringside Quinn spins Specter around and tosses a handful of powder into his face, blinding him! The fans boo as Quinn boots Specter in the gut and lifts him up into the tombstone position before he drops -- NO NONSENSE [Sitout Tombstone Piledriver] IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! The crowd boo as Quinn makes the cover and the referee spots it... ONE... TWO... THREE! SPECTER'S ELIMINATED AMIDST HUGE BOOS!

Eliminated: Adrien Specter

Huge crowd heat from the fans as Specter is helped from the ring, and now the brawl hits the ring as Team SCW gun straight for Dan Quinn in revenge for his cheating while Team APW follow suit, going after their APW counterparts! The three-on-three brawl is on as the referee has lost all control of this one, and wild strikes are being thrown by all! Quinn begins to square off with Insomnia, both crashing into the corner as fists fly back and forth, 'Som even throwing a headbutt before Quinn responds with a brutal european uppercut. Across the ring Johnny Rebel is landing some big knees to Sabra Nikolayev on the mat, smashing her head against the ring base before Sabra manages to catch him with a nasty elbow and she gets to her feet, cracking him with a kick to the gut before she runs and lands a corkscrew neckbreaker to bring him down. And finally the camera moves round, catching the action occurring between the two captains in Doug E. Fresh and Level-One as they square up to one another, actively allowing the other to respond with a new shot. Finally Fresh betrays the mutual respect, dodging a punch in order to spear One to the mat as he begins to throw the shots in.

Finally security and other referees run down to the ring, tearing the members of Team APW and Team SCW a part for a few seconds -- before it's back on and the security get sent flying! Rebel and Fresh go at it now as Nikolayev and Level-One trade shots while Insomnia takes it to Quinn with some big rights. Finally Quinn fights back, lifting 'Som up for the No Nonsense -- but Insomnia dodges out behind and shoves Quinn forward -- RIGHT INTO AN A+ [Superkick] FROM DOUG E. FRESH! The crowd almost pop for Fresh's finisher but no cover can be made as the brawl is still continuing. Quinn rolls out of the ring and hits the outside as Fresh turns and is met with a flipping clothesline from Level-One! One then grabs Fresh, launching him over the top rope, dusting off his hands with a grin on his face. As he turns he finds himself face to face with Nikolayev, who grabs him for a DDT -- but One digs down deep, lifting the much lighter Sabra up and onto the apron before he runs, shoulder blocking her to the outside! One smirks as he once more dusts off his hands and turns -- 

YAKUZA KICK FROM INSOMNIA! THE ARENA GOES INSANE AS LEVEL-ONE EATS THE BOOT OF 'SOM ONCE AGAIN, FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE TO A HUGE REACTION AS INSOMNIA SMIRKS WITH A WIDE GRIN! The crowd begin a big "Som! Som! Som!" chant as Insomnia raises his arms, but as he turns he's met with a headbutt from Johnny Rebel, who then hauls 'Som up and drives him down with a spinebuster! Rebel raises his arms to big boos before he drags Insomnia up, running him at the turnbuckles and smashing his head off of them before he pushes the SCW wrestler into the corner and follows up with a punishing clothesline. As Insomnia falls to the mat Rebel climbs up to the second rope, rotating his arm around before he leaps off, landing a brutal elbow drop right to Insomnia's sternum! He then looks to cover, but realising he's not the legal man he climbs out of the ring and drags Quinn up, rolling him into the ring. He then climbs in and reaches down, just about making a tag before he enters and covers Insomnia (who by default is now SCW's legal man), but only gets a two.

Rebel immediately pulls 'Som back up, laying in some nasty shots before he elbows at his head and lands a snapmare, running off the ropes and hitting a standing leg drop to the throat. He then pulls Insomnia back up and sets up for a gutwrench powerbomb, but Insomnia manages to break free and he hooks Rebel for a neckbreaker -- Rebel elbows out and catches Insomnia with a big clothesline, dropping him to the mat. He then drags Insomnia up, this time managing to hit the gutwrench powerbomb as he covers, again catching only a two to a big cheer from the crowd. Rebel looks over the top rope as the rest of the competitors are beginning to stir, and Dan Quinn is on the apron looking a little beaten up following the A+. Rebel orders him into the ring as Quinn nods, and as Rebel lifts Insomnia for a spinebuster Quinn runs off the ropes and lariats the head just as Rebel drives 'Som down for a brutal double team, and he covers... but it's only a two! Finally Rebel nods, signalling that he's going for the Putdown [Pedigree] as he drags 'Som up, hooking both arms. He's about to leap when -- no -- Insomnia pushes down -- and counters with a back body drop!

The crowd pop as 'Som beckons for Rebel to get up and he runs, driving him down with a clothesline, Rebel back to his feet, and Insomnia runs again and hits another clothesline. He then stalks Rebel, and as the APW wrestler turns 'Som throws a punch -- it was a feint, but Rebel exposes one side of his body trying to block -- Insomnia punishes him with a nasty kick to the ribs! Rebel staggers back as 'Som throws another feinted punch, landing a kick to the other side of the ribs. Finally he goes for a punch and Rebel blocks his ribs, sensing what's coming, but 'Som simply smirks as he throws a brutal uppercut, dropping Rebel to the mat! Rebel slowly staggers up as Insomnia runs to the ropes, springboarding off right into the Static Lullaby [Flat-Spin Heel Kick] and he then rolls to one of the corners, standing as he beckons for the Yakuza! The crowd go wild for a second Yakuza Kick as Rebel slowly stumbles up to his feet and Insomnia runs -- YAKUZZZZ--- NO! REBEL DODGES IT AND THERE'S QUINN TO HOT-SHOT INSOMNIA OVER THE TOP ROPE, 'SOM STUMBLES BACK INTO A GUT KICK, THE ARMS ARE HOOKED -- THE PUTDOWN FROM REBEL! REBEL COVERS... ONE... TWO... THRE-- DOUG E. FRESH PULLS THE REFEREE OUT!

The arena's buzzing as Fresh slides into the ring and Rebel gets to his feet, looking incensed at not having eliminated Insomnia as he turns to the captain of Team SCW, who simply shrugs his shoulders before squaring off with Rebel. Quinn is back in the ring now as he guns for Fresh, clotheslining him over the top, but Fresh lands on the apron and as Quinn follows up Fresh drops down, sending Quinn over the top to the outside. Rebel watches on, not seeing Insomnia behind him as he hooks Rebel -- Backslide From Hell! It's in, but there's no referee as Sabra does all she can to drag the ref up and roll him into the ring, however by the time he comes to Rebel manages to kick out, staring Insomnia down. 'Som responds with a big roundhouse before he goes to his corner, setting up for another Yakuza, but Fresh tags himself in! 'Som turns, looking on with anger as Fresh smirks, walking into the ring and as Rebel staggers up Fresh blasts him with the A+! Rebel drops as Fresh covers, and Insomnia looks on in shock... one... two... three! Johnny Rebel's outta there!
 
Eliminated: Johnny Rebel

Immediately Insomnia spins Fresh around, butting heads with him as they go nose to nose, shoving one another back and forth arguing over the stolen elimination. Fresh orders 'Som out onto the apron but Insomnia shakes his head, laughing before he looks to get involved with the action, only for Fresh to drag him back and try and throw him over the top rope. 'Som stops himself, turning back as he stares Fresh down, the crowd raising in volume as they continue to fight over the leadership of Team SCW -- when Sabra Nikolayev climbs up onto the apron, tagging herself in! She turns to both men, signalling for them to get on with their argument before she turns to Dan Quinn and Level-One on the apron. One invites Quinn to take it as the brawling Englishman climbs in, staring Nikolayev down as the two begin to circle. Quinn immediately goes for big clothesline but Sabra avoids it, and as he turns he's met with some stinging knife-edge chops from the only female competitor in the match before she backs Quinn into the corner, setting up for a big back elbow -- but Quinn catches her in a half nelson and turns around, driving her out with a big half nelson suplex!

The big move only scores a two as Sabra pushes to her feet and meets Quinn with a dropkick, grabbing at him on the mat and stomping on his head repeatedly before she slaps him over the head to get up. She then runs off the ropes and goes for crossbody block, but Quinn catches her, spinning it out into a catatonic backbreaker! He covers but only lands a two before he drags Sabra up and throws in some big punches before he runs her off the ropes and catches her with a huge spinebuster, swinging the legs out to brutally impact the much smaller Nikolayev into the mat! The crowd give a loud "ooooh!" for the Queen of Sin as Quinn drops down into the cover... one... two... thr-- Sabra throws a shoulder up! Quinn shakes his head as he drags Sabra to her feet, throwing a few more shots at her before he runs her off the ropes and crouches for a back body drop -- but Nikolayev leaps right over his back and catches him with a roll-up from behind... one... two... thr-- NO! Quinn manages to escape, but now he's on the back foot as he gets to his feet and Sabra comes in with a dropkick to his knee.

Nikolayev keeps up her offence, landing a famer asser and a swinging neckbreaker for two close falls on the larger Quinn before she goes up top, leaping off with a huge missile dropkick down onto Quinn! She makes the cover but Quinn manages to kick out, and from the apron Level-One begins to shout some more encouragement while Insomnia and Fresh remain in a bitter war of words on their apron. Quinn pushes to his feet as Nikolayev runs and throws a boot, but Quinn dodges it and plants her with a big european uppercut, dropping her to the mat. He then grabs her leg, twisting it into an ankle lock, the pre-requisite to his famous Struggling Runt [Grapevined Ankle Lock]! The fans are on their feet as the much larger Quinn wrenches on the foot as hard as he can while Sabra screams out in pain, and as he goes to try and cause the submission -- but Sabra digs deep, pushing herself up off the mat before she rolls forward, taking Dan Quinn with her! Quinn ends up in a victory roll pin as the referee drops down, and it's too quick for Level-One to get in there in time... ONE... TWO... THREE! SABRA ELIMINATES QUINN!!!

Eliminated: Dan Quinn

But Level-One's already in the ring, and before Quinn can even be helped out he drags Nikolayev up, hooking both her arms as he lifts her -- LEVEL ADVANCE [Vertebreaker] IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! HE COVERS... ONE... TWO... THREE! SABRA'S GONE TOO!

Eliminated: Sabra Nikolayev

And now we're down to just three as the crowd realise, and Insomnia and Doug E. Fresh stop their argument, realising they've got to knock off the Ultimate True Expert if there's a hope of winning this. With a smirk on his face Level-One beckons the remaining two members of Team SCW into the ring, and Insomnia nods his head, climbing up into it. He and Level-One go toe to toe before locking up, jostling for position before the larger Level-One gets the advantage, lifting 'Som up into the air as if going for a flapjack before he drops him back down again and throws a big elbow at his head! Insomnia's rocked as he stumbles back a little and One spears him into the corner, crashing him against the turnbuckles before he rocks 'Som with some big rights and lefts, irish whipping him out to the opposite corner before he follows up with a big clothesline. He staggers back, holding his head from the earlier Yakuza Kick before she shakes it off and grabs 'Som, hauling him up and planting him with a sidewalk slam followed by a cover, earning him a two-count.

The match continues with Level-One in control for a while, showing why he's a multiple time True Expert as he throws 'Som with a big scoop slam and even drops Insomnia with a snap DDT, almost taking the elimination. Insomnia fights his way back into it as Level-One attempts a belly to belly suplex, and 'Som breaks free with an elbow to the head before he hits a jawbreaker and as Level-One turns around Insomnia flattens him with a big bulldog, rolling him over for a close two. Insomnia then pushes up to his feet as Level-One struggles, and the SCW legend goes up top, beckoning for One to turn before he comes flying off with a leaping lous thesz press, throwing in some huge shots over and over again to the crowd's enjoyment! He gets to his feet and runs off the ropes, dropping both knees into One's gut before he covers, scoring two to his dismay. He holds his head in annoyance before dragging One up, looking exhausted from the long battle, and he throws in some laboured shots. He then sends One off into the ropes and leaps, catching him with the Static Lullaby on the return, covering... one... two... NO! Level-One kicks out.

Insomnia gets to his feet, shaking his head before he drags the former True Expert up, signalling for one of his signature moves -- but One breaks free of his grip, throwing a kick at his gut! He then clinches 'Som and leaps, landing the Game-Over [Jumping Knee To The Face] and 'Som falls straight back as Level-One covers... one... two... NO! Insomnia kicks out to a big cheer as Doug E. Fresh watches on the from the apron, staring at the action. As One gets to his feet Fresh begins to trash talk him, catching the APW's attention while 'Som slowly staggers up, and he signals for the Yakuza kick while Level-One's back is turned! The crowd go wild as Insomnia begins to run and Level-One turns -- YAKUZAAAAAAA! BUT LEVEL-ONE TURNS -- INSOMNIA YAKUZA'S DOUG RIGHT IN THE FACE, SENDING HIM CRASHING OFF THE APRON AND ONTO THE ANNOUNCE TABLE, CRASHING DOWN HORRIBLY! The fans can't believe it as 'Som stumbles back right into Level-One's clutches -- LEVEL ADVANCE! LEVEL-ONE HITS IT AND HE COVERS... ONE... TWO... THREE-- INSOMNIA GETS A BOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! Legacy Plaza and Level-One cannot believe it as One falls back himself, trying to catch his breath while Doug E. Fresh is out at ringside.

After a good half a minute or so of trying to comprehend the kick-out Level-One slowly pushes to his feet, looking down at Insomnia as the SCW legend uses the ropes to try and get to his feet, clearly in pain from the big finisher. Level-One pulls him up, smacking him in the face before he hooks for another Level Advance, but as he does so Insomnia begins to twist round, keeping the arms in but he turns one-eighty RIGHT INTO THE BACKSLIDE FROM HELL! IT COMES SO QUICK LEVEL-ONE'S STUCK AS THE REF DROPS DOWN... ONE... TWO... THRE-- NO! LEVEL-ONE MANAGES TO PUSH OUT! Immediately both men are on their feet as they run at each other, throwing stereo clotheslines and dropping to the mat, out of it while the crowd give a loud "ooooh!". The referee checks on both men as Doug E. Fresh slowly comes to at ringside and looks in the ring, smirking at the scene. He slides in, woozy from the Yakuza Kick, and seeing the opportunity to eliminate Insomnia and win the match he decides to take it, dragging Level-One slowly over onto Insomnia and the referee drops down... ONE... TWO... THRE-- KICKOUT FROM 'SOM!

Fresh has wild eyes as he stares down, and he shouts at the referee to make the pin again, but by now Level-One and Insomnia are struggling up. 'Som and Fresh go nose to nose, back in their war of words, arguing it out in the middle of the ring but One has other ideas as he grabs Doug E. Fresh, locking in his arms -- AND HE GIVES HIM THE LEVEL ADVANCE TO A MASSIVE POP! FRESH IS OUT OF IT BUT AS LEVEL-ONE GETS TO HIS FEET -- YAKUZAAAAAA FROM INSOMNIA! THE PLACE GOES INSANE AS INSOMNIA COVERS... ONE... TWO... THREE!!!! LEVEL-ONE'S ELIMINATED, IT'S ALL OVER!!!

Eliminated: Level-One

Winners: Team SCW
Survivors: Insomnia and Doug E. Fresh


Erika Vanarelli: "What a war it's been between those two federations, what a match and it's all over with SCW taking one back from APW! Level-One and Insomnia fought it out valiantly at the end, and despite Doug E. Fresh's shady dealings SCW manages to score the win!"

Jim Rushfield: "That's two Yakuza Kicks that Level-One's suffered in this one, and he's still getting to his feet, how is this happening?!"

Insomnia is celebrating the victory as the rest of Team SCW come to the stage, cheering for the win while Doug E. Fresh remains out cold on the mat. Slowly but surely Level-One struggles up to his feet, clearly taken to the limit with the hard-fought match, and as he turns he spots Insomnia, spinning him around. The two in-ring legends go toe to toe, staring down for a few seconds, before Level-One offers the hand! The crowd cheer as One shows some respect to the Experts newcomer and Insomnia shakes it before One climbs out of the ring and heads up the ramp, allowing SCW their moment. 'Som looks down at the knocked out Doug E. Fresh and laughs, shaking his head before he climbs out of the ring and heads back up the ramp to meet the rest of SCW, leaving Fresh to his pain.

Erika Vanarelli: "That's what you get for trying to screw 'Som over!"

Jim Rushfield: "What an ungrateful team player, Doug E. Fresh did everything right by his team..."

Erika Vanarelli: "Yeah, like dragging Level-One, the captain of Team APW, onto one of SCW's wrestler for a pin! That was really proactive!"


We cut to backstage and the crowd immediately cheers as we open to a locker room door reading 'CJ Gates'. The camera pans back showing Larry Smith waiting as the door opens and Gates walks out ready for his True Expert Championship match, looking focused as he heads down the corridor. Smith catches up to him, microphone in hand, and Gates turns to welcome the interviewer.

Larry Smith: "CJ, can I get a few last minute words before your big moment out there?"

CJ Gates: "Of course, fire away!"

Larry Smith: "First off it's now been confirmed by the Warden that there will be no pinfalls or submissions out there and the cage door will be padlocked shut, the only way to win is to climb over the top... what's your reaction to that?"

Gates nods his head as he continues down, turning the corner towards the gorilla position.

CJ Gates: "I'd say it means that for once Jack Benevolence can't cheat, alien territory to the True Expert! Listen, it's gonna be tough in that cage with Jack, no question... the man's a monster in that ring, he came second in the Extreme Tournament 2010 and won the thing in 2012, six months as True Expert, World Champion over in TFWF, you simply can't deny that Jack's the absolute benchmark in this sport today."

He pauses briefly, stopping just short of the gorilla position as he cracks a smile, nodding his head.

CJ Gates: "But APW just narrowly lost their elimination match, which means it'd be rude not to come home with a brand new championship to add to our repertoire, wouldn't it? I'm gonna give Jack everything I've got, simple as that... now... looks like I've got me a date with destiny!"

Larry Smith: "Thank you for your time CJ, good luck!"

Gates nods his appreciation before he pats Smith on the shoulders and turns, heading off to the gorilla position and his True Expert Championship match. The camera pans around showing Jack Benevolence and Russell White walking down the corridor, steely expressions on their faces as White appears to have some bolt cutters in one hand. The pair walk past Smith, and Benevolence stops, sneering at the interviewer before they head to the gorilla position as well.

[Alex Smiley]

The scene then changes, cutting to Team TFWF's locker room as Dragon Demonico, Jason Proctor and Jose Ramon are sat on steel chairs facing the front. Drake Mosa is sat slightly back, staring on with a vacant expression as the camera pans around to show Joey Lupino at the front of the group, getting a big pop from the crowd. The well-loved brawler appears to be mid-pep talk as he nods his head to the group, pacing in front of them.

Joey Lupino: "Earlier PW tried to get an advantage over us with that beatdown, fair play to them they almost managed it, and you know given the opportunity I'm sure I would have been tempted to do something similar. That being said they didn't get an advantage, instead we sent their Jason Taylor crashing through some steel to the concrete below and we sent them a message... that message screamed loud and clear..." 

He stops pacing, stepping forward to the group with a focused and angry expression on his face.

Joey Lupino: "That for 12 years the TFWF has been the best in professional wrestling, for 12 years they have tried to take us down, for 12 years they have done everything they could to best us, and for 12 years everyone that has tried to bring the TFWF to its knees has failed. The TFWF is the greatest federation in professional wrestling... always..."

He pauses briefly, surveying his men.

Joey Lupino: "... and forever."

He nods his head as the rest of Team TFWF nod and cheer in agreement, and Lupino smiles as he steps back, and the camera pans to show the rest of Team TFWF. Even Mosa seems to be ready to take down Team PW, largely for their attack previously in the show rather than being part of the team. The scene fades out, going to ringside as the steel cage is being lowered, and the camera begins to circle the cage as the crowd are cheering ahead of this one!

Erika Vanarelli: "A briefing from Joey Lupino there and we heard from CJ Gates ahead of this huge match... but did we see Russell White with bolt cutters?!"

Jim Rushfield: "Oh my God, you're so quick to come down on White and Benevolence! Those were nail cutters, White's going to do a bit of personal preening as he's got nothing else to do while Benevolence destroys this up-start in that cage. That's what's coming next folks, the True Expert Championship on the line..."


[VIDEO PACKAGE: We see highlight of Jack Benevolence and CJ Gates in the four-way True Expert Championship match at Dreams and Nightmares as Gates hits his finisher and scores a pinfall at the exact same time as Jack Benevolence scores a submission win, the submission catching the referee's attention meaning Gates is not named the True Expert. We then cut to an official Rival Factions press conference where CJ Gates was named as the #1 contender, immediately sparking a smear campaign involving Gates and his family background in the oil business from camp Benevolence. We quick cut through some of the despicable and vile accusations thrown Gates' way by Benevolence and White before we see the now iconic Jack's Hammer to an oil-covered Gates. Finally the video package shows Gates' fight back, a chair shot Benevolence as he stands tall with the True Expert Championship... but can he take that title for real here at Rival Factions?]

TRUE EXPERT CHAMPIONSHIP - STEEL CAGE MATCH
JACK BENEVOLENCE © VS. CJ GATES

Announcer: "The following is a steel cage match where the only way to win is to escape the cage with both feet touching the outside, and it is for the TRUUUUEEEE EXPERTTTT CHAMPIONSSHIIIIIIIP!!"

"Shooting Star" by Black Stone Cherry hits the speakers as the crowd pop hugely, and CJ Gates walks out from the back with a smile on his face wearing his trademark cowboy hat. He walks down the ramp slapping hands with the fans before he reaches the ring and looks up at the impressive cage, nodding his head and mouthing "wow". He then climbs the steel stairs to the door and turns, throwing his hat to the crowd with a smile on his face before he climbs in. He tests the cage on all sides before taking a corner, and he begins to stretch out ahead of it.

Announcer: "Introducing first the challenger, hailing from Fargo, North Dakota... weighing in at 215lbs... he is the APW Undisputed Champion... C... J... Gates!!!"

Erika Vanarelli: "A huge reaction for CJ here at Legacy Plaza, and the feeling around here is common to everyone, they all think this could be CJ's night..."

Jim Rushfield: "I don't."

"Come With Me/Kashmir Instrumental" hits the speakers and the crowd heat is off the chart as Jack Benevolence and Russell White step out from the back. Benevolence raises the True Expert Championship above his head, pointing down the ring at Gates as he rests the title on his shoulder and walks smugly, ignoring the fans either side of him. He continues the walk to the ring before he does a lap of the cage, showing the championship off to the crowd who respond with even more anger and abuse. Finally Benevolence reaches the cage door and he nods to Russell White (who doesn't appear to have the bolt cutters anymore) before climbing inside. He shows the title off to CJ before the referee takes it, and the cage door is shut and padlocked behind Benevolence.

Announcer: "And the opponent... hailing from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 230lbs... he is the TFWF Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion... and he is... THE TRUE... EXPERT... CHAMPION... Jack Benevolence!!!"

Erika Vanarelli: "And the champ is in there, the title's been shown to both men, the referee's out of there now, the cage is locked and we're just about ready to kick this True Expert Championship match off!"

Jim Rushfield: "Someone pass me my Jack Benevolence foam finger, quick!"

The bell rings and here we go as Benevolence and Gates are the only two in the ring and they stare down from the opposite corners before tearing at one another and the fists are flying! The brawl is on as Gates gustily takes it to the larger Jack Benevolence, throwing rights and lefts before Benevolence hooks him in a tie up and takes him off his feet, throwing him into the turnbuckles. Benevolence stomps away at Gates' gut and then head as Gates falls to a seated position before Benevolence runs for a knee in the corner, only for Gates to avoid it and grab Benevolence from behind, running him at the steel! Benevolence stops himself just in time, elbowing back at Gates before he throws some big shots and clotheslines him down. He stomps on the challenger before pulling him up and runs him at the steel, but Gates is able to spin it out and send Benevolence crashing towards the wall. Benevolence once more stops himself, but this time Gates responds with a big dropkick, crashing Benevolence in the steel hard and the crowd pop as he falls to the floor, holding his back in pain.

Gates then gets in control, using his quick speed to take over this contest as he lands a senton to the grounded Benevolence before sitting him up and dropkicking his back, following up with a flipped leg drop to a big cheer. As Benevolence gets to his feet Gates lands a headscissors to send Benevolence across the ring, and Gates then follows up by running at the corner and hitting a springboard crossbody block out of it, bringing the champion down to the mat. Gates looks at the top of the cage, nodding as the crowd cheer, however he decides to work on breaking the champion down a bit more as he throws in some grounded rights and lefts. He then waits for Benevolence to get to his feet before Gates throws in some quick kicks, rocking him from side to side with each shot before Benevolence is in the corner and Gates dropkicks him against the turnbuckles! Gates then goes up top and raises his arms to the crowd, and as Benevolence turns he's met with a big diving hurricanrana that succeeds, crashing Benevolence to the mat hard!

The contest continues in Gates' favour as he's able to bring Benevolence down with a big feint wheelbarrow bulldog, driving the champion's face into the mat as White despairs on the outside. Gates then turns to White, pointing at his boy in the ring, before he grabs Benevolence's head and begins to lay in some nasty kicks over and over and over again! The crowd cheer for each of them before a rocked Benevolence is left on his knees and Gates runs off the ropes, connecting with a beautiful shining wizard to a big cheer and Benevolence falls back, glazing over! Immediately the crowd are on their feet as Gates runs to the corner, getting to the top rope and he looks up at the top of the cage, going for the win so early! He reaches up with both hands, clasping the top of the cage before he digs one foot into the chicken wire, and begins to climb. The crowd cheer hugely as Gates makes the slow ascension, however back in the ring Benevolence is beginning to come to. As he gets to his feet he spots Gates about to escape, and immediately he rushes over, clubbing Gates' back...

Erika Vanarelli: "Oh no, Gates was almost about to become True Expert Champion, but now Benevolence has him in his grasp..."

Jim Rushfield: "DOWN WITH THE OIL!"

Benevolence throws a few more clubs at Gates' back before he reaches his head between Gates legs, sitting the challenger on his shoulders before he takes a step back, ripping Gates' grip off and he drops -- ELECTRIC CHAIR DROP TO CJ GATES! The crowd wince as one as Gates shouts out in pain, holding his back in agony while Benevolence smirks sickly, before he grinds his boot on Gates' painful back, laughing to himself and raising an arm as if having won. He then pulls Gates up and begins to throw in some nasty knife edge chops, turning Gates' chest a deep red as he gets staggered back with each shot before he reaches the ropes, and Benevolence begins to throw in some nasty punches, meticulously breaking Gates down. As Gates hits the floor Benevolence then uses his feet to push him under the bottom rope, shoving him up against the steel wall of the cage before he pulls on the top rope and wrenches back, getting huge heat from the crowd for it as Gates tries to do all he can to escape the punishing steel. After a few seconds Benevolence breaks it, booting at Gates' back before he takes a few paces away and allows the challenger to get to his feet.

However it's no show of courtesy as Gates finds himself standing between the ropes and the steel wall and Benevolence runs, landing a nasty shoulder block to crush Gates up against the steel! Gates shouts out in pain as Benevolence hooks him as if going for a suplex, lifting him up and out before he drapes his legs on the top rope and then twists, hitting a vicious snap neckbreaker! Gates lands nastily as Benevolence laughs, standing and heading for the opposite corner as he looks to escape the cage, however as he begins to climb to the top rope he looks over his shoulder and sees Gates getting to his feet, and Benevolence has a confused expression on his face before he drops down. He then gets back to breaking down CJ as he runs, taking him down with a big clothesline before he stomps away hard all over the challenger, finishing it with a jumping knee to the head. He then shouts at Gates to stay down, however before he's even got three paces away Gates is back up on his feet, and Benevolence turns looking incensed! He immediately grabs Gates' head, throwing in a few punches.

Benevolence continues the assault with some perfectly-positioned strikes before he drops Gates to the mat and wraps him in a grounded headlock, wrenching back on the challenger to big boos. He tries to ground the high-flyer, pulling back on the head before he breaks the hold and transitions into a grounded hammerlock before he stamps down on the arm. As Gates holds his arm in pain Benevolence grabs the legs and kicks at them one after they other before he wraps them up into an inverted Indian deathlock and falls backwards, crashing the locked up limbs to the mat before he rolls over for the maximum pressure! Gates is holding his own head in agony from the hold as Benevolence begins to do some push-ups, breaking down the legs and knees as much as possible before he breaks the hold after a few seconds, knowing a submission victory isn't on the cards. He then grabs at Gates' legs and stamps down on his chest before falling back, hitting a slingshot to send Gates into the wall of the steel cage to loud boos, and Benevolence motions a title around his waist.

Jim Rushfield: "Look at Jack Benevolence, absolutely pure class as he shows why he's the True Expert!"

Erika Vanarelli: "How about he stops showing off and escapes the cage if he wants to win?!"

As the match continues Benevolence gets back to using some impactful moves as he hauls Gates up, landing a big backbreaker before he adds the pressure to stretch the smaller Gates over his knee. He then hauls Gates up and throws some lefts and rights, backing Gates to the ropes before he whips him off to the opposite side, however as he attempts a spinebuster on the return Gates manages to push off, countering it with a monkey flip! The crowd cheer hugely as Gates runs off the ropes again and dropkicks Benevolence, and as Benevolence stands Gates runs for another headscissors -- oh but Benevolence manages to keep hold and instead he counters it through to a boston crab, contorting the back and putting Gates through a world of pain! Gates claws for the ropes but they're no use as he's at the mercy of Benevolence, who keeps the hold in for a minute or so before breaking, laughing. He drags Gates up and lands a series of european uppercuts, rocking the challenger before he hooks him for a snap suplex, landing it perfectly before floating over and lifting for a second, bringing Gates crashing down. Benevolence then floats round, setting up for a third--

But as he lifts Gates up in the air Gates manages to drop out behind! He's a little unsteady on the worked-over legs and as Benevolence turns Gates lands an uppercut, staggering Benevolence back a little. He then runs and leaps, hitting the tilt a whirl before he brings Benevolence down with -- A DDT! The crowd goes crazy as Gates rolls to the side, struggling up to his feet as he goes for the ropes, looking to escape this one while Benevolence is down and out. Gates manages to get on both feet and he reaches into the chickenwire, climbing his way onto the top rope! The crowd go wild as Gates digs deep, climbing up another row of the wire, but Benevolence is up and stalking behind Gates... the crowd being to shout and warn Gates, but Benevolence is there... he reaches up, locking Gates in a full nelson while he's still on the cage! Benevolence wrenches as hard as he can as Gates tries to keep on before Gates pushes forward, crashing Gates into the steel and he pulls back -- DRAGON SUPLEX OFF THE CAGE INTO THE MAT!!! The crowd are in shock as Gates slumps and Benevolence sits up, smiling at the broken challenger.

The crowd boo Benevolence hugely as he looks down at the seemingly out of CJ Gates and smiles, going for the cage. He begins to climb to the top rope in the same place Gates had, mocking the challenger as he stands on the top rope, taunting and shouting that he can manage it, before he begins to climb up. On the mat Gates slowly begins to show some life as he struggles, holding his head and neck in agony while Benevolence remains on the top rope half way between the corners, holding his arm in the air and shouting at the fans as the crowd boo him. He then reaches up in the chickenwire, looking to climb it, but Gates manages to come round enough to leap and hit the ropes -- AND BENEVOLENCE SLIPS, CROTCHING HIMSELF TO A MASSIVE CHEER! Benevolence goes bug-eyed and holds the ropes while in clearly a huge amount of pain. Gates slowly gets to his feet, going to the corner that Benevolence is facing and he gets to the top rope, leaping of AND GATES DRIVES BOTH KNEES INTO BENEVOLENCE'S HEAD, SENDING HIM CRASHING OFF THE ROPES TO THE MAT!

Erika Vanarelli: "I hope Jack Benevolence wasn't planning on procreating any time soon!"

Jim Rushfield: "NOOOOOO, Gates just ruined the next generation of dominant True Experts..."

Gates collapses to the mat as well as he catches his breath while Benevolence rolls around holding his groin and head in pain, apparently wishing he'd tried to escape earlier! Finally both men push to their feet as Benevolence turns and eats a big shot from Gates who then throws a kick at Benevolence's gut and drops down, kicking Benevolence in the face as he does so! Benevolence stumbles back as Gates gets to his feet, running with a flying forearm to take him down before he kips up, and as Benevolence turns Gates uses all his strength to throw him over with a hip toss before he flips with a standing moonsault, landing clean on Benevolence's chest! The crowd cheer as Gates gets to his feet, hopping slightly before slapping the hurt leg and he goes up top, looking to escape the cage, however as he sees that Benevolence is stirring he leaps off, landing a huge frog splash to a wild pop! Benevolence is winded on the mat as Gates crawls to a corner and begins to climb to the top rope and starts to ascend the cage, looking to get out of there and become True Expert Champion.

However he doesn't manage it as Benevolence gets up in time, throwing in some hard shots on Gates in the corner before he climbs to the second rope, railing in the punches. As Gates is rocked up top Benevolence catches him in a double underhook and wrenches back, hitting a huge double underhook superplex off the top rope to the mat as the crowd are on their feet, shouting "ooooh!" in unison as both men crash to the ground. Benevolence appears to be in just as much pain from it as Gates is as both wrestlers remain on the mat, holding their backs and various limbs in pain from it. Slowly they begin to struggle to their feet as the crowd stomp and clap, and a cheer for CJ Gates goes up as the crowd are desperate for a new True Expert! As both are on their feet Gates turns and they begin to throw shots at one another and Gates gets the advantage, looking for an enzuigiri -- it's ducked by Benevolence, who hits a low blow! The crowd boo as Gates grabs his groin in pain and Benevolence sees the chance, HITTING THE CRITICAL KICK [Superkick], one of his signatures, and Gates collapses back.

An exhausted Benevolence stumbles to the corner, seeing his chance as he reaches the turnbuckles and begins to climb them! He reaches the top rope, taking a breather as the impact of some of the big moves gets to him, before Benevolence reaches up to the top of the cage and seeks to escape it, smirking at the booing crowd. He climbs a couple of feet for chickenwire, reaching up to get a good handle on the top of the cage before he pulls up, his head now at the top. He's almost out as CJ Gates begins to come to, and as he gets to his feet Benevolence is trying to reach a leg up to the top and escape! On pure adrenaline Gates is able to get to his feet and he races to the corner, desperately trying to stop Jack Benevolence retaining the championship and he climbs up to the top, punching away at Benevolence's back. It's enough to stop Benevolence getting the leg over, but the champion manages to reach down and he kicks Gates in the head, knocking him back down to the mat! He then tries again but Gates this time goes to the top and hooks all his weight on the leg, leaping back down to the mat and the force manages to break Benevolence's grip at the top, dropping him back to the top rope!

Erika Vanarelli: "Thank God, Benevolence almost took it following that low blow!"

Jim Rushfield: "KEEP FIGHTING JACK BENEVOLENCE, I BELIEVE IN YOU!"

Gates falls back to the mat as Benevolence is now standing on the top rope looking out to the crowd and he takes a few seconds to get his bearings, holding his head in pain. Slowly Gates gets to his feet as Benevolence is on top, and Gates begins to climb to the top rope with him, before he reaches above Benevolence and starts to scale the cage! The crowd are on their feet as Gates reaches up, looking to climb up and out using Benevolence as a springboard as he places his feet on Benevolence's shoulders! The fans are cheering like crazy for Gates as he's close to becoming the True Expert, however Benevolence snaps back into it in time and he pulls Gates back down again, getting him on his shoulders like the electric chair drop from earlier -- only this time he's standing on the top rope! The crowd gasp as Benevolence shouts that it's time to finish Gates off -- BUT WHAT THE HELL?! GATES COUNTERS -- INTO A REVERSE FRANKENSTINER OFF THE TOP ROPE!!! BENEVOLENCE CRASHES SICKLY TO THE MAT ON TOP OF HIS HEAD AS THE CROWD GOES WILD, AND WHITE WATCHES ON AT RINGSIDE WITH WILD EYES!!!

A huge "holy shit" chant goes up among the fans as both champion and challenger are laid out at ringside in agony, neither moving. The fans stomp, clap, smack the ringside barriers and chant over and over again following the insane move, however Benevolence and Gates both look completely done floor. The chants soon turn to "let's go CJ!" repeatedly as the crowd is anxious to crown a new True Expert, however as Gates begins to get to his feet Benevolence reaches out, grabbing his tights to hold him back. Gates turns and kicks at Benevolence's head, however the nefarious champion keeps hold, this time grabbing Gates' boot to keep him on the mat as he slowly pushes himself up, groggy and spaced out. Gates finally turns and looks for an enzuigiri -- but Benevolence ducks it, and as Gates turns Benevolence hooks him in -- and lifts him -- IS IT?! YES! THE JACK'S HAMMER [Jackhammer Suplex]!!! BENEVOLENCE CRASHES GATES TO THE MAT WITH HIS FINISHING MOVE BEFORE HE TOO COLLAPSES DOWN AMIDST WILD BOOS! 

However once more both men are down, and at ringside Russell White begins to get more animated as he shouts at the referee to unlock the cage door! Of course the referee argues against it, however White begins to spout some legislation about looking after his client -- something the referee shakes his head at -- but White punches the ref out! He shakes his fist, clearly not used to getting physical, before he reaches into his jacket and pulls out the bolt cutters from earlier as the crowd boo loudly. He walks up the steel stairs to the cage door and sets the bolt cutters up, cutting the padlock in two places before he frees it, opening the cage door! The crowd boo as White opens the cage door and shouts at Jack Benevolence to get out as Benevolence slowly comes to, beginning to crawl towards the corner, the fans giving enough heat to shake the arena! Slowly but surely Benevolence is making it there as Gates is still out from the Jack's Hammer, and Benevolence reaches out, touching the ropes by the door. Benevolence then begins to climb up, using the ropes to help him as the fans boo even more, and Benevolence is looking out of it on his feet...

Erika Vanarelli: "Russell White just illegally opened that cage door, c'mon this isn't right!"

Jim Rushfield: "If he retains the title of course it's damn right!"

And now Benevolence is climbing through the ropes, having to take a breather from wild thrills and spills of this one while CJ Gates slowly comes to across the ring, rolling over to spot Benevolence about to cheat and escape through the door! Benevolence gets one boot out onto the steel stairs as Gates struggles to one knee and pushes up, stumbling across the ring, dazed and in pain from the hard shots he's taken in this one! But Benevolence is about to escape, stepping onto the steel stairs as White drops down to ringside -- BUT NO, GATES IS THERE! HE MANAGES TO TAKE HOLD OF BENEVOLENCE TO A WILD POP AND HE PULLS WITH ALL HIS MIGHT, DRAGGING THE HEAVIER CHAMPION BACK IN! The fans go crazy for Gates as he pulls back again, pulling Benevolence through the ropes, and as Benevolence tries to fight it Gates leaps up -- ENZUIGIRI! Benevolence goes limp and Gates pulls, hauling him through the ropes and back into the ring for a huge cheer. Gates falls back down, strained from the action as Benevolence rolls over and holds his head in pain. 

Gates then looks to ringside as White is still there, the smirk on his face having dropped as Gates laughs at him and turns to Benevolence stomping down on the champion repeatedly. He then runs off the ropes, baseball sliding the True Expert's head before he stalks behind Benevolence, stomping on the mat with his good leg and he feints the shoulder jawbreaker that he almost hit at the top of the show. The crowd cheers the idea of the move loudly as Benevolence slowly stumbles up to his feet and clearly has the glazed over expression! He turns around bit by bit as the crowd are on their feet waiting for it, and Gates grabs him -- SHOULDER JAWBREAKER TO BENEVOLENCE! THE TRUE EXPERT COLLAPSES TO THE MAT OUT OF IT AND THE RACE IS ON! Gates pushes up to his feet, hopping over to the door on his good leg as he stumbles to the ropes and pushes the door open to a big cheer, ready to take advantage of Benevolence's attempt to cheat! He climbs through the ropes, ducking his torso through first -- OH BUT NO, THERE'S RUSSELL WHITE TO GRAB THE DOOR, SMASHING IT OFF CJ GATES' HEAD AND THE CHALLENGER COLLAPSES BACK INTO THE RING OUT OF IT! THE CROWD BOO WILDLY BUT THE DAMAGE IS DONE, AND BOTH BENEVOLENCE AND GATES ARE SEEMINGLY UNCONCIOUS ON THE MAT!

Erika Vanarelli: "NO! GATES HAD IT WON!"

Jim Rushfield: "YOU DON'T FUCK WITH RUSSELL WHITE BABY!"

The fans are practically rioting with huge "Fuck you White!" chants as the manager smirks at ringside, shrugging his shoulders. He looks into the ring as Benevolence and Gates are still out of it, and he climbs up the steel stairs, opening the cage door and getting inside! The crowd are booing White loudly as he tries to drag Benevolence to his feet, stepping over Gates as he focuses on making sure Jack retains the True Expert Championship. He grabs Benevolence's arm, pulling as hard as he can before he slaps his client around the face a little, and slowly Benevolence begins to come to, struggling up. White begins to lead Benevolence towards the cage door as the referee on the outside can only watch on due to the rules of the match, and White begins to walk Benevolence over, having to help keep the True Expert standing! As they reach the corner he feeds Benevolence over Gates and part way through the ropes, BUT BEFORE BENEVOLENCE CAN ESCAPE GATES IT UP! The crowd go wild as Gates stares wild-eyed at White, who backs up further into the cage to avoid the wrath of the APW Undisputed Champion, and now the race is on.

Benevolence is part way out as he begins to try and escape, but Gates begins to throw some hard strikes at Benevolence, getting his own leg onto the stairs. Benevolence pushes back, shoving Gates against the cage before he gets all the way through the ropes, but Gates responds with an elbow to the head and he too is standing on the apron, inches from victory and the True Expert Championship! Gates then throws another big elbow at Benevolence and he steps out onto the stairs slightly, but Benevolence is able to pull him back in, landing a big right hand followed by a european uppercut! Gates slumps against the cage but Benevolence is too dazed to manage to make it out, and Gates recovers in time to a huge pop just as Benevolence begins to climb out. Both men are trying to squeeze through the door now as the crowd cheers for Gates, but who will manage to get out first? Finally Gates throws a few more shots at Benevolence and Benevolence is rocked as Gates pushes through -- BUT BENEVOLENCE PULLS ON THE DOOR, BRINGING IT CRASHING INTO GATES' HEAD! GATES SLUMPS BACKWARDS, FALLING THROUGH THE ROPES AND INTO THE RING AS BENEVOLENCE FALLS FORWARD, ROLLING DOWN THE STEPS AND TO THE OUTSIDE! The crowd boo as the bell rings, and Jack Benevolence wins it in the closests of fashions!

Winner, via escaping the cage and STILL True Expert Champion: Jack Benevolence


Erika Vanarelli: "OH MY GOD! Benevolence just fell from the cage and scored it, but that was so close... dammit Gates had that won on so many occasions but White and Benevolence sneaked through it!"

Jim Rushfield: "YYYEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!"

Benevolence is laying on the ringside mats as the referee raises his arm, and the champion barely has the power to exclaim his victory. The referee hands Benevolence the True Expert Championship as he remains lying at ringside, smiling through the pain of the hard-fought match. Inside the ring Russell White is celebrating, cheering and taunting the fans while CJ Gates slowly begins to come to. He looks out of the ring seeing the referee showing Jack Benevolence as the winner and shakes his head, smacking the mat in pain, before he turns and sees White still in the cage with him! The cage begins to raise as Gates staggers to his feet to huge cheers from the fans, and as White continues celebrating he has no idea what's going on behind him.An incensed Gates stalks right behind White, staring him down before White turns -- and finds himself nose to nose with a very angered Gates who has just been screwed out of the True Expert Championship! 

White immediately backs up, shaking his head and clasping his hands together as he begs for mercy, but as the cage continues to raise Gates is clearly in no mood to give any. White keeps Gates talking enough for the cage to clear the top rope before he turns, trying to escape the ring -- but Gates grabs him by the waistband of his trousers to a wild cheer and he drags White back into the ring, shouting down! White continues to exclaim his apologies but Gates backhands him, dropping the manager to the mat! He then rips White's suit jacket and shirt off, throwing them about as White is left in his trousers and tie, humiliated in front of the crowd and Gates smirks. Benevolence is still too hurt at ringside to do anything as Gates throws a kick at White's head, before he lifts White up by his tie. The crowd cheer and Gates nods -- GIVING RUSSELL WHITE THE SHOULDER JAWBREAKER TO A MONSTER POP!!! White collapses on the mat out cold as Gates climbs from the ring, nodding to himself and he stares at Benevolence, mouthing "one day" at him, before he heads up the ramp.

Jim Rushfield: "Now that's a sore loser if ever I saw one!"

Erika Vanarelli: "No, that's revenge for everything Russell White did to screw him out of the title, but the fact of the matter is that Jack Benevolence remains the True Expert here tonight folks. Coming up next is the big PW vs. TFWF main event, but before that we've got a commercial break... you won't want to miss that big one!"

The final shot is of CJ Gates standing on the ramp getting a standing ovation from the Experts faithful as Jack Benevolence is still laying at ringside with the True Expert Championship in the air, and a stripped and out-cold Russell White is face-down in the middle of the ring, before we fade through to the break...

[Alex Smiley]

The show returns from commercial break, however we don't go to ringside and the commentary team as normal, instead we cut straight to backstage as Team TFWF is stood on the left of the screen and Team PW is stood on the right. All five members of Team TFWF are staring down, dressed in the black and gold of the TFWF, while the members of Team PW have adopted a camo look following their intensive military-style training regime. Jason Taylor, who was the victim of a sick Hit from Joey Lupino through chairs onto concrete, is looking worse for wears as he is held up slightly by Seth Black. No man from either team says anything as they continue to stare one another down angrily. Finally Larry Smith appears from past both teams, walking towards them as he looks anxious of the warring groups, looking from side to side.

Larry Smith: "Mr. Lupino, Mr. Rage, as the captains of these two teams I have some big news to bring you..."

Neither Lupino nor Rage break their gaze as Smith continues.

Larry Smith: "As a result of the fierce fighting already breaking out between both teams The Warden has made an executive decision, and your match... will be no disqualifications and no countouts! A no holds barred 5 on 5 elimination team match!"

The crowd watching in the main arena pop hugely for the announcement as a sick grin develops over Lupino's face, and Rage nods his head, making a cut-throat gesture in response. Some referees arrive, forming a barrier between both teams as they're backed off from one another in order to keep them apart before the match. 

The action then cuts back to the arena, quickly surveying the cheering crowd as the camera settles down in front of Erika Vanarelli and Jim Rushfield ahead of the home stretch of Rival Factions!

Erika Vanarelli: "What an announcement, no holds barred between PW and TFWF, anything goes out here Jim!"

Jim Rushfield: "Someone get us riot shields and armed guards, it's gonna kick off!"

Erika Vanarelli: "We've had a huge night already that's seen Team VWF conquer Team SCCW, Kurt Noble defeat BAD ASS, MDK and Juan Ramirez become the brand new True Expert Tag Team Champions, Team SCW get revenge on Team APW, and then we saw Russell White get heavily involved to ensure Jack Benevolence remained the True Expert..."

Jim Rushfield: "And now we're just minutes away from our main event, it's all on the line, the rematch of the decade as we're going to see Team TFWF and Team PW go to war once again!"

We cut backstage once again as the scene opens to Level-One leaving his locker room as the crowd give mainly cheers for the former True Expert. One has an icepack held to his face following the two Yakuza Kicks suffered at the feet of Insomnia. As he turns a corner he stops dead, rolling his eyes, and the camera pans around to show Sean Edmunds heading over to Level-One with Miss Karla by his side, a grin spreading over his face as he sees the Experts legend. Edmunds smiles, turning to Karla.

Sean Edmunds: "Oh look who it is, the one and only, the man of the hour, the former two-time True Expert Champion... no... the ULTIMATE True Expert -- LEVEL-ONE!"

He feigns shock and awe at seeing someone like One before he smirks and holds out his hand for One to shake it. After a few seconds Level-One goes to take it, however Edmunds jerks his hand back and laughs to himself, shaking his head.

Sean Edmunds: "Nice try old-timer, but 'Sensational' Sean Edmunds doesn't want your germs. I'm glad I ran into you though, see I don't know how closely you were watching earlier, but I'm kind of a big deal around here now. I single-handedly put paid to SCCW and now I've got my sights set on something much bigger... something you're familiar with!"

Edmunds grins as Karla nods her head, staring at Level-One evilly. 

Sean Edmunds: "Word around here is that in April you people are all meeting up for a big old battle royal and the winner will get to enter the Extreme Tournament later on, increasing their chances of winning the entire thing... and not only getting the right to join such an exclusive club as that, but also becoming True Expert Champion. One, that person's gonna be me. As a man who's already won the Extreme Tournament, I just wanted to let you know that there's no point going for two, you might as well go on home, put your feet up, and watch on TV. In fact that's what every other competitor should do!"

The crowd are booing Edmunds as he gets in Level-One's face, taunting him about the icepack before he goes to walk off -- but One reaches out, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt! The crowd pop as an angered Level-One pulls Edmunds right in and the arrogant VWF star goes sheet-white, realising he just pissed off the wrong person.

Level-One: "Give it a damn good go kid, and believe me, when you get tossed over the top rope in April and sent crashing to the floor that arena's gonna cheer louder than when Hannah Rickman was eliminating your team-mates left, right and centre. See this is the Experts, and while your little tactics got the job done once, they aren't gonna get it done a second time... we grow... we adapt... we learn... and we don't stand for the kind of bullshit you pulled tonight. Wanna know what else we learn not to do pretty quickly?"

Edmunds doesn't move a muscle as One smirks.

Level-One: "Turn our backs on people we smacked with brass knuckles that night."

He laughs a little before shoving Edmunds backs so he turns -- right into the hands of a waiting Hannah Rickman! Rickman leaps up, landing the Ode To Jude [RKO] to Edmunds as he crashes to the ground and the crowd pop hugely as Rickman struggles up, smiling. She looks down at Edmunds as Miss Karla backs around Level-One and Rickman, crouching down by Edmunds to check on him. The camera moves up as Rickman turns, ending up face to face with Level-One.

Hannah Rickman: "I on the other hand think you should definitely go into that battle royal."

Level-One: "Glad you think so Ha--"

Hannah Rickman: "So I can have the pleasure of throwing you over the top."

She winks at Level-One and pats him on the shoulder, heading off as the former True Expert turns and watches her leave. He shakes his head and laughs a little to himself before heading off in the opposite direction.

The scene changes backstage and opens to one of the key production areas where lots of people are milling about and preparing for the final match of the show, as well as dealing with injuries picked up and anything else that's needed. All of a sudden one of the doors is flung open with enough force to catch the attention of everyone for a brief moment, and as they are all looking at the door Jack Benevolence and Russell White walk in, Benevolence holding the True Expert Championship above his head and White wearing a fresh suit. Both have an array of bandages as a result of CJ Gates' offence, however are clearly intent on rubbing the retention in everyone's faces. They grin as White pulls out a bottle of champagne and surveys the group of Experts workers.

Russell White: "Ladies and gentlemen, the reason your families can eat for another week, the reason you are all employed by a half-decent company... THE TRUE... EXPERT... CHAMPION... JACK BENEVOLENCE!!!"

Benevolence cheers his own name and raises the title once again as many of the workers look disgusted, shaking their heads. Benevolence doesn't seem to notice or care as White cracks open the bottle of champagne, coating Benevolence in it before he sprays it at the people in front of him while laughing. He and Benevolence then take drinks from the bottle as the group begins to part, heading off and wanting no part of the situation. As they finally vacate the room entirely there is just one man left -- The Warden! The crowd cheer as Benevolence grins, walking up to the Warden and making sure to show the championship off to him, before he laughs and shoves the Warden in the chest. Benevolence then turns to leave as the Warden dusts bits of champagne off his shirt and looks up at the exiting Benevolence, shouting out to get his attention.

The Warden: "Congratulations on your win Jack, even if it required the help of your politician..."

The True Expert stops and turns, a very knowing and smug grin on his face as the Warden replies with an equally as smug and knowing smile of his own. He takes a few paces forward to Benevolence as both the champion and White seems concerned as to why the Warden is smiling.

The Warden: "But I feel you should know the fate of your championship at the next Experts event. Now you see, you are the highest ranked wrestler from the TFWF... and in just a few days there are to be a fresh set of rankings published based on February's in-ring action across our six associated federations. When those rankings are released the highest-ranked wrestlers from APW, PW, SCW, SCCW and VWF will all be notified..."

He smirks as Benevolence's grin fades.

The Warden: "... that they will be henceforth known as the joint #1 contenders to your True Expert Championship Mr. Benevolence, and will face you in April in a 6-man, one-fall match! Let's see how Russell White is going to hold your hand through that one when you don't even need to be pinned to lose your title, and you walk in there with just a 16% chance of retaining the championship. Your actions of the past two years are starting to catch up to you Jack... what is it your Americans say?"

He shoves Benevolence back in the chest as the True Expert goes for the Warden, however White holds him back, knowing anymore physicality with the man in charge could end up with Benevolence being stripped of the title.

The Warden: "Karma is a bitch. See you in April!"

The Warden turns and walks off as Benevolence screams after him that he will find a way out of the six-man match, however clearly the announcement has shaken the True Expert. Benevolence turns, up-ending a table and throwing things about the backstage area as the Warden disappears off with a smile on his face, happy that Jack Benevolence might finally get his just deserts. The scene finishes on Benevolence going crazy in the backstage area, smashing a plasma television screen while Russell White desperately attempts to calm him down.

The scene now cuts to ringside and the announce table as everything has been set up for our main event of the evening, and we go to Erika Vanarelli and Jim Rushfield.

Erika Vanarelli: "Wow, what an announcement from The Warden, Jack Benevolence will face the top-ranked wrestler in every Experts federation in April's event, and the information on who those people will be will come about in just a few days!"

Jim Rushfield: "This is blatant bias on the part of the Warden, Jack Benevolence deserves to face an inanimate object as a present for all his hard work and honest ways!"

Erika Vanarelli: "Yeah, and you're the King of England."

Jim Rushfield: "I AM?! HOLY SHIT!"

Erika Vanarelli: "Urgh. Earlier we saw a confrontation between Level-One, Sean Edmunds and Hannah Rickman... it appears those three wrestlers are claiming to be the one that will win the battle royal in April and walk out with the special Extreme Tournament-related prize... question is... just how far into the tournament will the winner of that battle royal enter?"

Jim Rushfield: "Round One."

Erika Vanarelli: "I somehow think it'll at least be a round with the word 'final' involved, but are we talking quarters, semis... or the finals themselves...?"

Jim Rushfield: "Either way it's now time for the main event, two teams that have been trying to get this one started already, and finally it's here. No disqualifications, no countouts, ten men, one match... let's have a look at how the battle between PW and TFWF came about..."


[VIDEO PACKAGE: We see a graphic showing "2009" as the big battle between PW (then PWR) and TFWF is fully underway, with attacks occurring on each company's shows and then a supershow hosted by both taking place. Specifically focusing on the elimination team match between the two then, when Joey Lupino managed Team PW. Fast forward two and a half years and the tables are turned as this time PW are the aggressors, out for revenge on the TFWF, ready to do anything to win it. We see a quick-cut of the action between the groups so far, including the backstage brawls on the show already, before finally seeing the TFWF ring ablaze and Team PW looking on, focused and ready...]

[Alex Smiley]

RIVAL FACTIONS ELIMINATION MATCH - NO HOLDS BARRED
TEAM PW VS. TEAM TFWF

Announcer: "The following is a No Holds Barred five on five Rival Factions Elimination Match, where to win the entirety of one team must be eliminated by pinfall or submission!"

"Bullet In The Head" by Rage Against The Machine hits the speakers as the crowd give a loud cheer for Team TFWF as they walk out from the back, spear-headed by Joey Lupino. The five TFWF roster members stand in unison with even Drake Mosa wanting to take down Team PW following their earlier attack on him, and they walk down the ramp as one before they break up and walk around the ring slapping hands with the crowd and Mosa climbs straight into the ring, stretching in a corner. The other four then climb into the ring and remove their jackets, revealing TFWF t-shirts underneath before they take them off and throw them to the crowd, preparing for the battle ahead while adorned in the black and gold of the TFWF...

Announcer: "Introducing first, hailing from Middlesbrough, England... Drake Mosa... Jason Proctor... Jose Ramon... Dragon Demonico... and the captain... Joey Lupino... Team T...F...W...F!!!"

Erika Vanarelli: "A unified Team TFWF here, and even Drake Mosa is willing to fight alongside them following PW's blindside!"

Jim Rushfield: "Well he's the only one that could win it for them, so that's lucky for Lupino and company!"

"If You Want Blood (You've Got It)" by AC/DC hits the speakers and the crowd give an equally as big reaction for Team PW, confirming we've got a split crowd tonight! Scott Rage files out first and stands on the stage before each individual member of Team PW files out behind him, with Jason Taylor still being supported by Seth Black. The group walk down the ramp, their eyes set firmly on Team TFWF before they each climb onto the apron, leaving Jason Taylor at ringside. They stare right across at Team TFWF, each of them stone-faced and prepared for this one...

Announcer: "And the opponents, hailing from Phoenix, Arizona... Jason Taylor... David McCoy... Ja Gi Kyung-Moon... the PW World Champion Seth Black... and the captain... Scott Rage... Team... P...W!!!"

Erika Vanarelli: "Scott Rage and his team are dead-set on ending Team TFWF tonight, and apparently are going at this one despite the earlier revenge attack on Jason Taylor."

Jim Rushfield: "Just you watch, Taylor will crawl in and win it all, he's that da-- OH MY GOD, WE'RE GOING AT IT ALREADY!"

And that we are ladies and gentlemen because as one unit Team PW enter the ring and gun right for Team TFWF, kicking off a wild brawl as the referee loses control immediately! The bell hasn't rung so the match isn't going yet, but that doesn't stop all nine men in the ring going crazy. Jason Proctor and David McCoy begin to trade shots as Proctor gets the upper hand, forcing McCoy into the corner however he kicks his way out and hits a huge flapjack, smashing Proctor's head off the top turnbuckles to a loud gasp. Across the ring Seth Black and Drake Mosa are trading shots back and forth before the PW World Champion lands a big european uppercut to Mosa, spinning him before he begins to choke him out on the middle rope, driving his knee into the back of the psychopath's head. Joey Lupino is squaring up to Ja Gi Kyung-Moon as the Korean-American uses his impressive kicks and speed to out-do Lupino at the first, however as he turns for a big right Lupino ducks it and spears him to the mat, throwing rights and lefts in Moon's face as he beats down on the PW wrestler.

Meanwhile in the middle of the ring the giant Scott Rage is being double-teamed by Dragon Demonico and Jose Ramon as they take it in turns to land forearms on the captain's head, driving him up against the ropes. They then whip him off the ropes to the opposite set, and as he rebounds they go for stereo dropkicks, but Rage stands his ground and avoids them! Ramon and Demonico stumble up and turn as Rage reaches to both their throats, lifting them in the air AND PLANTING THEM BOTH WITH A DOUBLE CHOKESLAM! The crowd are on their feet as Rage turns, running right for Lupino as he drags the captain off and to his feet, railing him with big rights. Mosa fights his way back into it before he lands a nasty back elbow to Black before he locks him up in a grounded front facelock, smirking. Seeing this David McCoy attempts to help Black out, however as he turns his back Proctor runs at him and drives him to the mat with a rolling elbow to the back of his head! He then stomps on McCoy repeatedly while Lupino and Rage continue brawling it out.

The crowd are split 50-50 while the captains fight and Lupino begins to get the upperhand over Rage, clocking him with some trademark hard-hitting strikes before he runs off the ropes and goes for a shoulder block to take Rage down -- but Rage sets him up for a chokeslam of his own! He lifts Lupino, but Lupino elbows free and drops back down, clubbing at Rage's back. He then grabs Rage's head, throwing a wild knee at it before he begins to set the giant up for the Hit [Tigerbomb]! The crowd are on their feet to see if Lupino can do it as he locks on the doubler underhook and he pulls up, but Rage is too big. Lupino looks angered as he tries again, but by this point McCoy and Black have got the better of Proctor and Mosa and make the save with a double clothesline to drop Lupino! They then drag Lupino up before the larger Black lifts Lupino into the air and drops him down enough for McCoy to lock him for a reverse DDT before they drop, driving Lupino's head to the mat!

But the domination doesn't last long before Demonico and Ramon slide back into the ring, now wielding steel chairs to a wild pop. They stalk behind Black and McCoy as they struggle up to their feet and as they turn -- IT'S A CHAIR TO THE FACE FOR BOTH! McCoy and Black hit the deck from the steel as Ramon points to the corners he climbs one while Demonico climbs the opposite side. The crowd are on their feet as both men stand, raising arms -- and Ramon flies off with the Posterized [Shooting Star Press] while Demonico leaps and crashes down with a big corkscrew splash! The crowd go wild for the high-flying moves as they're on their feet, but are soon met by Ja Gi Kyung-Moon who takes them down with a dropkick that hits both men. Moon gets to work hauling Rage up to his feet before they turn and set their sights on Joey Lupino -- but not before an army of referees come filing out of the back to sort this one out! The crowd boo as they slide into the ring, backing Rage and Moon up to one corner before they begin helping the fallen up, sending TFWF wrestlers to one side and PW wrestlers to the other.

Erika Vanarelli: "What an explosive start here, and the bell's not even rung yet!"

Jim Rushfield: "Well if you didn't believe these two hated each other before, ya sure do now!"

As the crowd boo the referees breaking up the action both teams are ordered onto the aprons and Jason Taylor is helped up onto the PW side of the ring, still looking injured from the attack earlier in the show. Finally the referees exit, however three remain at ringside, apparently suspecting this one could be a tough one to control. On the TFWF side of the ring Jose Ramon climbs into the ring, and all the attention turns to Team PW to see who's going to officially start this one off. Each member looks to each other before Scott Rage smirks -- and wraps a hand around Jason Taylor's throat! Apparently as a way to cut the fat and focus this one on the four men with genuine talent in this one he lifts Taylor up and chokeslams him into the ring to a big reaction. The referee is happy with it that Taylor is starting this one off and he calls for the bell. Immediately Ramon drags Taylor over to the TFWF corner and gets to the top rope, flying off with another Posterized! He covers... ONE... TWO... THREE! THE FAT HAS BEEN CUT, TAYLOR'S GONE!

Eliminated: Jason Taylor

Taylor is dragged from the ring by the referees who call for EMTs to help him to the back and apparently that sets the precedent that Team PW is willing to be as ruthless as needed to score the win tonight. Ja Gi Kyung-Moon takes to the ring and the fans cheer the prospective battle of two of the best light heavyweights out there as Ramon and Kyung-Moon begin to circle the ring, finally locking up in the middle. The veteran Ramon wraps Moon up in a wristlock from the off, however Moon quickly rolls forward to untwist the arm before kipping up and kicking the arm free, smiling as he raises an arm to a big cheer from the crowd. Ramon follows suit, getting equally as big of a cheer, before he calls for a test of strength with Moon. The two struggle against one another before Ramon breaks this one into a hammerlock, wrenching the arm up against Moon, who in turn manages to roll forward and turn that one into an armdrag! Ramon gets to his feet and rests in the corner, apparently impressed with Ja Gi Kyung-Moon as he smiles in response.

The action then kicks up a notch as Ramon fires out of the corner, determined to prove himself as he runs and throws a big heel kick at Moon -- that's avoided -- but the more wiley Ramon suspects Moon ducking and he flips backwards crashing down on the ducking PW wrestler with a moonsault straight into double knees to the back! The crowd cheer hugely before Ramon drags Moon up and smiles, shouting that there's only ever one original high-flyer before he throws Moon into the corner and stings him with a series of knife-edge chops before he whips him out to the opposite corner and follows with a dropkick. Moon then stumbles out as Ramon climbs onto the apron and leaps up, springboarding off the top into a diving lous thesz that he covers right out of, getting a one. Ramon gets to his feet and attempts a roundhouse as soon as Moon's up, but Moon dodges it and counters with a roll up, scoring two from it before Ramon's shoulder is off the mat.

Moon is quicker to keep the dominance continuing as he catches Ramon with a jawbreaker as soon as he turns, and as Ramon stumbles back he follows up with a big clothesline to drop the TFWF wrestler. He then runs off the ropes and leaps for an elbow drop on Ramon's chest before he pulls him up and kicks at one knee, then the gut, and then leaps and double-stomps Ramon's back before he covers and gets one and a half. He tries to pull Ramon up again, but Ramon punches at his gut and manages to get up by himself before he irish whips Moon off, only to turn it into a drop toe facebuster and he taps his head, showing the veteran instinct. He then stands and lands a standing moonsault on Moon before he stands on Moon and leaps up, dropping down with a senton. He slaps the mat before Moon to get to his feet before running and going for an outside crescent kick -- at the same time as Moon leaps for a dropkick! Both are in a horrific mid-air collision as they crash down to the mat and seem to both be out of it.

The crowd begin to stomp and clap for Ramon and Moon as the referee checks on them both, and they begin to stir. Realising they both need a break from the reaction both men begin to slowly crawl towards their corners, looking to tag out as various members of their team reach out. Finally they make it as Ramon tags in Jason Proctor and Moon tags in David McCoy, each getting a big cheer for entering the match. They race into the ring and immediately begin to trade shots back and forth, the heavier Proctor getting the advantage in this brawl as he throws some particularly hard rights at McCoy, backing him right up before he hits a big snap suplex! Proctor rolls through it and drags the smaller McCoy up, hitting another snap suplex, before he goes for a third -- only this time McCoy isn't letting it happen! He begins to elbow out of it before he drops down and lands a wild flurry of open-handed strikes, one after the other after the other over Proctor's face and chest, backing him up against the ropes. An incensed McCoy drives an elbow hard into Proctor's neck and shoulder before he drags him out and drops him with a russian legsweep.

Erika Vanarelli: "Some hard-fought action here between two very technically sound men!"

Jim Rushfield: "Just wait for it, McCoy's about teach this Proctor kid a damn lesson!"

McCoy then gets to work in his favourite position -- the mat! He locks Proctor up in a grounded waistlock and brings him over, rolling through to a grounded front facelock as he keeps The Wall down on the mat, wrenching on the neck and shouting as he does so. With no holds barred McCoy shouts to team PW as they each climb into the ring in succession, stomping on Proctor's exposed back, and as Team TFWF try to make the save the referees remaining at ringside get involved, attempting to stop another all-out brawl. Lupino shouts at the referee that PW were allowed to get in there, however the damage is done as Proctor holds his back in pain and McCoy begins to elbow at the spot that appears to hurt the most. He then places both knees on Proctor's back and rolls him into a surfboard, but Demonico hits the ring and stomps on McCoy to break it before Proctor pushes up to his feet and faces McCoy down. Once more they begin to trade shots back and forth as the crowd cheer for shots by both men while they head towards the TFWF corner.

As they brawl between Proctor and McCoy reaches the TFWF side of the ring Mosa gets involved, reaching over and locking McCoy in a modified sleeper as he stretches him backwards over the ropes, before Proctor begins to kick at McCoy's gut! Proctor then lands a hard shot on McCoy's head as he stumbles forward and Proctor tags in Ramon who goes up top, flying off with a missile dropkick to bring McCoy down! He then goes for a cover, but McCoy kicks out of it in good time, rolling up to his feet as he meets Ramon with a big right! He then goes for another but Ramon dodges it, grabbing his head as he runs McCoy at the corner and looks for a quick tornado DDT -- but in PW's corner Ja Gi Kyung-Moon pulls on the top rope, jerking it enough for Ramon to lose his footing and crash down to the mat. McCoy hauls him up and immediately throws him backwards with a back suplex before he stamps on the mat and signals for one of his signature german suplexes! The rest of Team PW begin to stomp and clap along as Ramon slowly gets to his feet and McCoy hooks it --

But no! Ramon breaks free as he turns around and hooks McCoy with a snapmare, rolling him over before he dropkicks his back! The crowd then cheer as Ramon runs off the ropes and drives a knee into McCoy's head, looking to the corner as he sets himself up for the Posterized! Ramon is now on the top rope as he goes for it -- BUT NO! THERE'S SETH BLACK TO RUN AND CUT THE LEGS OUT FROM UNDER RAMON! Black into the ring as he slowly drags Ramon off the top rope and onto his shoulders, setting him up for the move he made famous in the TFWF, his Death Valley Driver! McCoy slowly comes to, grabbing one of the chairs used by Demonico and Ramon during the brawl earlier and he sets the chair up as if about to sit on it -- BEFORE SETH BLACK DRIVES RAMON THROUGH IT WITH THE DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! THE CROWD GIVE A HUGE "OOOOOOH!" AS RAMON CRUMPLES TO THE FLOOR, BROKEN! Team PW isn't done there though as McCoy drags Ramon up, hooking his arms -- AND HE DELIVERS THE WARP DRIVER [Double Underhook DDT] INTO THE CRUMPED STEEL, COVERING... ONE... TWO... THREE! "BONES" MCCOY ELIMINATES RAMON!

Eliminated: Jose Ramon

Lupino looks on with shock at the devastation of the steel chair usage while the crowd go wild for the sick moves and McCoy pushes to his feet, beckoning someone from Team TFWF in. Lupino goes to climb through the ropes, but he's beaten to it -- by Drake Mosa! Nobody on Team TFWF can believe it as Mosa climbs into the ring and stares McCoy down, going head to head with the General before McCoy lands a hard punch and Mosa absorbs it, smiling sickly before he throws some brutal shots of his own! Each punch lands harder than the last as it backs McCoy right up into the ropes and Mosa chokes McCoy out over the top rope, climbing onto the ropes and dropping to snap McCoy's head off the ropes before he throws the apron up and drags out some weapons, taking full advantage of the no holds barred! Mosa throws a trash can, 2x4, barbed wire 2x4, bag of thumbtacks and kendo stick into the ring before he goes to the crowd, intimidating a few before he takes their steel chairs, tossing them into the ring as well. Mosa then slides in, surveying the mass of weapons around he and McCoy before he selects the barbed wire 2x4.

Mosa begins to stalk the General who slowly gets to his feet and turns as Mosa swings the weapon -- and he narrowly avoids it to a huge cheer! He then swings again but McCoy ducks it, getting behind Mosa, who responds by lunging with the 2x4 but McCoy manages to side-step it again. He then runs and boots Mosa's arm, causing him to drop the barbed wire-wrapped weapon before McCoy picks up one of the chairs and swings it at Mosa's head! Mosa's rocked as he stumbles back into the corner and McCoy runs with the chair, looking for a dropkick with it -- but Mosa moves, sending McCoy to crash into the corner with the chair as well. He then turns as Mosa grabs him in a clinch, driving some nasty knees to his head before he picks up the chair and smashes it over McCoy's back, dropping him to the mat. Mosa then rolls McCoy onto his front, smashing the chair on his back once again before he pushes the point of the chair down onto the back of McCoy's neck, pushing his whole weight down on it as he smirks sickly.

The crowd are booing Mosa's sick intentions as he keeps the pressure up, and finally Ja Gi Kyung-Moon makes the first move, climbing into the ring and he runs at Mosa with a flying forearm to a wild cheer! It's enough to break the move and Moon stomps down on Mosa before he climbs back out the ring, reaching over and scoring a tag before he's the legal man! And now it's on as Mosa stands, turning right into a vicious clothesline from Moon who spins round, and as Mosa gets to his feet Moon lands a running headscissors that throws Mosa off into the weapons, landing him on some of the nastiness about the ring. Moon gets to his feet, raising a hand before he drags Mosa up and throws some big rights and lefts before he runs off the ropes and lands a bulldog, scoring a one and a half off of it. Moon pushes to his feet, dropping the knee on the grounded Mosa's head before he picks up the kendo stick and drags Mosa up, using the kendo to drive him to the mat with a russian legsweep to a big cheer!

Moon then fires up and runs around the ring, getting amped up before he stops in a corner and sets up for Mosa to get to his feet, waiting. Slowly Mosa pushes up, staggering backwards and he turns as Moon runs and leaps up in the air, bringing him crashing to the mat with a huge leg lariat! He makes the cover... one... t-- NO! Mosa fires the shoulder up to big boos but Moon isn't done there as he continues the beatdown on Mosa before following it up with a springboard splash, going for another cover. Moon looks slightly annoyed at not having picked up the victory yet before he drags Mosa up and looks over to his corner, where Seth Black once again nods his head and climbs into the ring, looking to double-team Mosa. Black grabs at the sick TFWF wrestler, running him into the ropes as Moon climbs to the top rope and as Black lands a big back body drop Moon comes flying off with a leg drop!

Erika Vanarelli: "A huge move from Ja Gi Kyung-Moon there but it appears to have done a lot of damage to him too!"

Jim Rushfield: "Moon's down, Mosa's down, but Black's still standing!"

Before Black can continue the damage on Mosa though it's Jason Proctor into the ring as he comes storming across, taking Black and himself over the top rope with a clothesline! The crowd go wild as Proctor begins to beatdown on Black at ringside, and Team PW drop off the apron to get involved when Team TFWF come running around. Immediately the referees are in there to try and stop any physicality and the crowd boo the stoppage, however it doesn't stop Black and Proctor go at it despite not being the legal men as they throw rights and lefts. Finally Black gets an upperhand as he lands a catches Proctor's arm and falls to one knee, throwing him over with a fireman's carry before he hauls him up and smashes his face off the ringside barrier! Proctor slumps against the steel before Black runs and attempts a shot on Proctor -- but Proctor side-steps it -- and Black just saves himself from ploughing into the steel! He slowly turns, looking relieved, but Proctor's there to CATCH HIM -- SIDE SLAM INTO THE RIGNSIDE BARRIER! THE STEEL CRUMPLES UNDER BLACK'S WEIGHT AS THE CROWD GO WILD!

Proctor then pushes to his feet, backing up -- but he doesn't see a now-recovered Ja Gi Kyung-Moon come running AND HE THROWS HIMSELF OVER THE TOP ROPE INTO A MASSIVE CROSSBODY ON JASON PROCTOR! Moon begins to rail in the punches over and over again before he drags Proctor up and runs him at the ring stairs, smashing his head off of them repeatedly before he irish whips Proctor into them and they separate, crashing them in half as Proctor rolls to one side in pain and Moon climbs back into the ring, still looking at Proctor down at ringside in pain. He then turns around, but Mosa's up -- AND MOSA GOES RIGHT FOR THE CYANIDE PILL [Crippler Crossface]! THE CROWD ARE ON THEIR FEET AS MOON DESPERATELY TRIES TO BREAK IT, BUT MOSA SCOOPS HIM UP, DRIVING HIM DOWN WITH A SHOULDER BREAKER BEFORE HE TRIES AGAIN -- IT'S IN! THE FANS CHEER FOR MOON, URGING HIM ON THE AS THE YOUNG PW WRESTLER LOOKS IN AGONY! Immediately Rage tries to get in there to help him but the referee does his best to stop any interference, and Moon shouts out in agony, reaching out with his arm as he tries to get a tag.

Mosa keeps the hold wrenching in as the crowd are chanting "Let's go Ja Gi!" loudly, however the TFWF wrestler smirks as he pulls back and Moon shouts out yet again, raising his hand up. He looks as if he's considering submitting as his hand shakes a foot or so above the mat, and he drops it down once -- but doesn't tap! He raises it up again, clenching his fist hard as he tries to dig deep, but Mosa is like a man possessed with the hold while McCoy and Black are too hurt to help and Rage is being held off. The crowd continue to cheer crazily for Moon as he raises his hand, going to tap -- BUT NO! HE STOPS HIMSELF AGAIN AND INSTEAD DIGS DEEP, ROLLING IT OVER INTO A COVER... ONE... TWO... THR-- MOSA BREAKS IT, ROLLING AROUND INTO THE CYANIDE PILL ONCE MORE! The fans carry on getting behind Moon, cheering and chanting for him as slowly David McCoy begins to get back into it while the referee is holding Scott Rage off!

As Moon continues desperately trying to resist the crippling hold, having now spent a good minute in Mosa's clutches, McCoy realises what's going on and climbs between the ropes with the referee unawares. He heads across the ring and tries to break the hold as Mosa continues wrenching back -- but there's Joey Lupino in there! Lupino grabs the kendo stick on his way and cracks it into McCoy's ribs, dropping him down before he climbs from the ring and the crowd boo McCoy's inability to stop the hold as Moon looks on in agony still. Finally he has no choice, raising his arm up, shaking, resisting it... but... he can't do it... and the hand drops... TAPPING THE MAT! JA GI KYUNG-MOON SUBMITS TO THE CYANIDE PILL! The crowd give a loud groan as they sit back down again and Drake Mosa smiles to himself, finally breaking the hold and giving some mercy. He stares down at Moon as he slowly falls to ringside, holding his arm in pain...

Eliminated: Ja Gi Kyung-Moon

After a couple of seconds Mosa snaps his head back around, staring down at David McCoy as the General slowly stumbles up to his feet and turns as Mosa tries it -- but no! McCoy manages to shove him off into the ropes and as Mosa rebounds McCoy SMASHES HIS HEAD IN WITH A CHAIR! Mosa hits the deck and McCoy begins to beat down on him, getting wild cheers from the crowd before he drags Mosa up and uses the chair to smash him in the gut, doubling him over, before he drops the chair and grabs Mosa's head, planting him with a DDT! McCoy makes a cover... one... two... NO! Mosa kicks out to huge boos as McCoy holds his head in despair, dragging him up before he throws him at the corner and follows it up with a clothesline. He then grabs the chair from earlier and paces back, running for the same dropkick that caused him so many problems previously and leaps -- THIS TIME LANDING IT!!! The chair smashes into Drake Mosa's face and he stumbles a few paces forward before McCoy drives it over Mosa's back.

Mosa falls to his knees and McCoy lifts the chair up above his head, standing in front of the kneeling Mosa and brings the chair crashing down almost execution-like, and the sick and twisted Mosa hits the deck, busted open and beginning to bleed down his face. McCoy makes the cover... ONE... TWO... THR-- NO! Drake Mosa kicks out of it and McCoy despairs, smacking the mat in annoyance before he grabs Mosa' wrapping his legs around Mosa's neck into a pentagram choke! He pushes up on his shoulders with his legs wrapped around Mosa's neck as he tries to break the TFWF's submission expert down, getting a huge reaction from the crowd! On the apron Dragon Demonico begins to try and get Mosa back into it, putting personal differences aside for this one, but McCoy has the hold in tight! He keeps the pressure up as Mosa gasps for air, trying to get out of it, but there's no chance. Finally it's Lupino who gets involved, climbing off the apron and he reaches under the ropes to drag at McCoy, pulling him under and out of the ring.

Lupino begins to trade shots with McCoy up against the ring apron before McCoy fights back into it, grabbing Lupino and spinning him around to crash into the ring apron hard. McCoy then goes for the ring again but Lupino drags him out, setting him up for a spinebuster towards the ring steps -- but McCoy gets a boot on top! He pushes off Lupino and spins -- INTO A TORNADO DDT ON THE OUTSIDE! The crowd pop for the impressive move as Lupino's out, however before McCoy can take advantage Mosa's recovered enough to slide out of the ring and begin a beat down. He smirks at the in-pain Lupino before he hauls McCoy into the ring and sets him up, going for the Cyanide Pill -- BUT NO! MCCOY COUNTERS, HOOKING THE ARMS -- WARP DRIVER! MOSA CRASHES INTO THE MAT AS MCCOY COVERS... ONE... TWO... THR-- DRAGON DEMONICO BREAKS IT! Demonico quickly slides from the ring as Rage tries to get involved, staring him down as Demonico gets back on his side of the ring, happy that Mosa is still in there.

Slowly but surely in the middle of the ring both men begin to get up, Mosa a lot more shaky than McCoy. They clash backs and turn to face one another, but it's Mosa who just manages to get the first shot in spinning McCoy before he hauls the General up onto his shoulders in a torture rack, crowd on their feet -- MOSA THROWS HIM OUT FOR THE DANGER TO SOCIETY [Burning Hammer] AND MCCOY'S HEAD IMPACTS WITH THE MAT! COVER... ONE... TWO... THRE-- SETH BLACK'S RECOVERED AND IN THERE TO BREAK IT! These two are still going at it as Black begins to beatdown on Mosa, smashing his head into the mat repeatedly before he hauls him up and sets up for the Lights Out [RKO]! He runs for it -- DEMONICO IN WITH A LARIAT TO BLACK! Black drops down as Demonico runs at Rage, throwing all his force at him to crash him off the apron and to the mat as Mosa slowly stumbles up, hooking McCoy again -- SECOND DANGER TO SOCIETY, THIS TIME LANDING MCCOY'S HEAD ON A STEEL CHAIR! HE PINS... ONE... TWO... THREE! DAVID MCCOY'S GONE, TFWF HAVE DONE IT AGAIN!

Eliminated: David "Bones" McCoy

The crowd are amped up as McCoy slowly rolls under the bottom rope, slumping at ringside next to Ja Gi Kyung-Moon as the two recently eliminated PW members try and recover. With Seth Black still on the mat thanks to Dragon Demonico's lariat he automatically becomes the legal man, and as Mosa seems out of it following the hard action so far Black crawls over, getting a hand on Mosa for a quick pin attempt... one... tw-- kickout from Mosa, however it seems to fire Black up as he gets to his feet, dragging Mosa to his feet before he rocks him with a few nasty punches, sending him into the same corner as Scott Rage! He then looks to his captain, and despite the untrustworthy nature of their relationship Rage nods, climbing into the ring. The referee tries to stop Rage once more, but taking full advantage of the no DQ rules Rage lashes out, flooring him! He and Black then grab at Mosa as Rage hauls him up into the air for a powerbomb as Black manages to land a lungblower at the same time, leaving Mosa out of it. Rage then turns and looks for the referee while Black tries the cover, however the previous attack backfires. 

Rage reaches down, trying to get the referee into it as Joey Lupino slides into the ring behind Rage with the trashcan in hand. He runs, smashing it over Rage's back before he crashes it over the captain of Team PW's head to a loud reaction! Rage spins, falling back against the ropes before Lupino crashes the steel into his head once more and digs down deep, using all his strength to haul Rage up from his legs and throw him over the top rope to a loud gasp from the fans! Rage topples over as Lupino turns, looking to Jason Proctor down at ringside by Moon and McCoy, before he calls over Demonico. He and Demonico bare down on Black, who looks up and shakes his head, but it's too late! Lupino lays the gut kick on Black before he throws him at Demonico who crashes him with an outside crescent kick!!! Black staggers back down before he spins into the clutches of Joey Lupino -- SPINEBUSTER FROM THE CAPTAIN! LUPINO THEN DRAGS BLACK UP AND PUSHES HIM INTO THE CLUTCHES OF DEMONCIO, WHO LANDS THE DRAGON SPIKE [Rolling Cutter]! Lupino quickly ushers Mosa out of the ring as the referee comes to, thinking Demonico was the legal man, and he makes the count... ONE... TWO... THREE!!!

Eliminated: Seth Black

Out at ringside Scott Rage looks completely furious as Seth Black is helped from the ring, and he stares up at Demonico, then across to Lupino and Mosa, and finally to the side as Jason Proctor slowly comes to. Realising he is caught with four of the TFWF's best Rage goes for it, sliding into the ring and he immediately dodges a kick attempt from Demonico, running him at the corner where he smashes his shoulder into the ring post! Demonico comes staggering back out as Rage lifts him, throwing him with a big scoop slam before he drags him up again and drives him with a michinoku driver! The crowd pop for the move as Rage covers... ONE... TWO... LUPINO BREAKS IT! But what's more Lupino begins to beat down on the giant leader of Team PW before Proctor slides in, getting involved with it too. Finally Mosa joins them as all four members of Team TFWF throw wild punches, kicks, stomps, elbows, forearms and knees at Rage, trying to break him down before Lupino calls the shots and orders Demonico to get some thumb tacks. Mosa and Proctor then each take an arm of Rage's, stopping him from defending himself as Lupino begins to rally in shots.

The fans give a loud "ooooh!" with each fresh punch landed by Lupino as across the ring Demonico picks up the discarded bag of thumbtacks, upending it as hundreds, if not thousands, of the razor-sharp pins spill out onto the mat. Demonico spreads the tacks out while Lupino continues throwing punches at a defenceless Scott Rage, before the TFWF members drag him towards the thumbtacks. Lupino has Mosa and Proctor drag Rage towards the tacks before he sets him up with an Indian deathlock and looks for... oh no... A CURBSTOMP! JOEY LUPINO HAS SCOTT RAGE SET UP FOR A CURBSTOMP INTO THE THUMBTACKS AS THE CROWD ARE ON THEIR FEET, AND HE RAISES A LEG, LOOKING TO DELIVER IT -- BUT JA GI KYUNG-MOON MAKES THE SAVE DESPITE BEING ELIMINATED! Moon hauls Lupino back, driving him with an enzuigiri before Mosa and Proctor let go of Rage and turn just as McCoy and Black hit the ring once more, taking them both down with shoulder blocks before they go crazy with the punches.

Demonico keeps his sights set on Rage as the rest of Team PW beats down on the rest of Team TFWF, the referees unable to keep these guys apart. Moon manages to level Lupino with a steel chair while Demonico grabs at Rage, setting him up for a DDT towards the tacks -- BUT NO, THERE'S MOON -- AND HE HITS THE MOONTIDE [Tornado Roundhouse Kick] TO DEMONICO! DEMONICO STAGGERS BACK BEFORE HE EATS A KICK TO THE GUT AND RAGE HAULS HIM UP INTO THE AIR IN THE CRUCIFIX POSITION! THE CROWD CHEER AS RAGE LOOKS DOWN AT THE THUMBTACKS AND DEMONICO TRIES TO STRUGGLE OUT OF IT WITH WHAT LITTLE CONSCIOUSNESS SHE HAS LEFT -- BUT RAGE THROWS HIM FORWARD -- AND HITS THE ULTIMATE IMPACT [Crucifix Powerbomb to Facebuster] INTO THE THUMBTACKS! THE CROWD GO CRAZY AS RAGE COVERS... ONE... TWO... THREE! DEMONICO'S GONE!

Eliminated: Dragon Demonico

Rage raises an arm in victory as the crowd go wild for the sick move and Demonico rolls out of the ring, bloodied and hurt. Rage and Moon turn around and both go for Joey Lupino while David McCoy and Seth Black are still getting the better of Jason Proctor and Drake Mosa respectively. Rage begins to throw some serious shots on Lupino in the corner before he paces back, landing a big boot to Lupino. He turns with a start, pointing to McCoy who throws Mosa towards him and Rage catches him with a big boot too! Mosa crumples to the mat as Rage spins around and looks to Seth Black who is still throwing shots as Jason Proctor. He smirks before he hooks Proctor for a scoop slam, driving him forward and onto McCoy's knee! McCoy then drags Proctor up and throws in some rights and lefts as Black grabs a steel chair, ordering McCoy to keep Proctor held. As Black is getting the chair Rage watches on, recovering from the action with a breather against the ropes. Moon continues the attack on Drake Mosa, stomping him on the mat before Black re-enters, chair in hand.

He shouts for McCoy to turn Proctor around before he sets up the chairshot, and the crowd are on their feet while Proctor's arms are held behind his back. Rocked from the shots a little Proctor looks up, stumbling slightly and looking in pain before Black pulls the chair back and goes for it -- BUT LUPINO STRUGGLES UP, PULLING PROCTOR FREE, AND THE CHAIR SMASHES INTO MCCOY'S HEAD!!! The crowd go wild as McCoy stumbles back and Lupino kicks Black in the gut, setting him up -- FOR THE HIT! Lupino then turns, checking on Proctor, but it just allowed Rage to go behind him and drive him down with a german suplex, smashing him to the mat with force. Rage then grabs at Proctor, setting him up for a chokeslam, but as he lifts him up Proctor comes to life -- AND OH MY GOD! HE REVERSES IT INTO THE KILLER CLUTCH [Guillotine Choke]!!! The crowd are fully on their feet, cheering, chanting and going crazy while Rage is still on his feet, but Proctor's got it locked in! He wrenches back and slowly but surely the giant begins to fight back less and less, his limbs moving more slowly and his legs shaking...

Proctor continues pulling back, putting all his weight into it while he shouts out and tenses everything. Finally Rage's legs give way and he crashes to the mat still in the hold, his hand hovering perilously above the mat. Proctor continues putting the pressure in, clearly inches away from submitting the PW captain and winning the match... Rage's hand shakes, he wants to tap clearly, he's going for it... it comes closer, it falls to the -- MOON COMES CRASHING IN WITH A BASEBALL SLIDE TO PROCTOR, SAVING IT!!! The fans almost boo Ja Gi Kyung-Moon as he looks on with relief, before he pulls Proctor up and throws a roundhouse kick at his head! Proctor staggers back, right into the clutches of a waiting and partially recovered Scott Rage -- CRIPPLING INTENTIONS [High Chokeslam Into Knee-Aided Neckbreaker]! Despite the last gasp fight-back Proctor falls to the mat, crumpled and broken as Rage covers... one... two... three!!!

Eliminated: Jason Proctor

Rage pushes up to his feet as Moon helps him, the pair slapping hands. McCoy and Black have both recovered as the three eliminated members of Team PW and their captain look over to Drake Mosa, who has wrestled almost the entire match and taken a lot of abuse. He is using the ropes to slowly struggle to his feet while Joey Lupino is out of it on the mat, and Rage nods his head, patting Black on the shoulder. He stalks Mosa as he slowly manages to get to his feet, and Black attempts the Lights Out! He leaps -- BUT NO! MOSA SHOVES HIM OFF INTO RAGE!!! McCoy then grabs him for the Warp Driver -- MOSA BREAKS FREE OF THAT TOO, HEADBUTTING MCCOY BACK DOWN AGAIN! Mosa is like an animal uncaged as he parries a shot from Moon and clotheslines him over the top rope! He then grabs the kendo stick, turning to Rage as he crashes it across the leader's head! But Rage simply stands there, grinning, before he grabs the kendo stick and snaps it in half! He then bares down on Mosa and the two begin to trade punches back and forth before Mosa grabs Rage for the Cyanide Pill -- Rage shoves him off as Seth Black leaps AND NAILS THE LIGHTS OUT! HE DRAGS MOSA UP, TOSSING HIM INTO A WARP DRIVER FROM MCCOY, AND RAGE COVERS... ONE... TWO... THREE!!! MOSA'S HELPED OUT OF THE RING AND TO THE BACK, HE'S ELIMINATED!

Eliminated: Drake Mosa

Erika Vanarelli: "Despite the fight back Mosa's gone, and this band of eliminated PW members have completely turned the tables... just the captains are left and it's not looking good for Joey Lupino!"

Jim Rushfield: "Dragon Demonico is still pulling thumbtacks out of his head, Jason Proctor is at ringside out of it, Mosa ain't gonna be getting from that anytime soon, Moon is struggling up and Lupino now has to contend with four very angry PW members... good luck Mob Boy, best hope one of them owes the Mafia and can lay down for you!"

The crowd are almost turning to be behind Joey Lupino as he looks across the ring as Moon climbs back in, and the four begin to bare down on Lupino in the corner. Lupino sneers, looking from side to side, however Rage shakes his head and makes a cut-throat! Lupino takes it as a sign to fight and begins to throw punches, going for McCoy and Moon first and he begins to get an upperhand, throwing hard rights and nasty back elbows, before Black cracks him over the back of the head and he slumps to the ropes. Moon climbs onto the apron, landing a big kick to Lupino's head as he hands through the second and top ropes, and as he staggers back he's hit with a backbreaker from Rage, who then lifts him up and turns it into a reverse DDT! He covers... one... two... thr-- NO! Lupino kicks out to a huge cheer before Rage drags him up and plants him with a few more punches, kicking him in the gut and hooking him for a powerbomb! He begins to lift Lupino, but Lupino fights his way free, slipping out and he runs -- RIGHT INTO A SWINGING SIDE SLAM!!! Rage covers again... one... two... thr-- KICKOUT! 

Rage looks enraged at the kickout before he pulls Lupino up again and shouts at him to give in, before he gets a hand around his throat, looking for a Crippling Intentions, but Lupino elbows out and runs, spearing Rage to the mat! The giant comes crashing down, but before Lupino can cover he's pulled back off by the eliminated PW members, who throw him into the corner and take it in turns to throw nasty shots before Scott Rage recovers and follows it up with a brutal corner splash. Lupino comes staggering out again before Rage kicks him in the gut and lifts him from a gutwrench right up into the crucifix position, looking for the Ultimate Impact! Everybody's on their feet, waiting for the destructive move as Rage goes to flip Lupino over -- BUT LUPINO DROPS OUT BEHIND, AND SOMEHOW MANAGES TO DRAG RAGE DOWN INTO A BACKSLIDE FROM IT... ONE... TWO... THRE-- RAGE JUST KICKS OUT! A loud gasp of how close that was goes up around the arena, however Team PW are panicked as McCoy and Black immediately beat down on Lupino, stomping him into the mat and dropping elbows and knees.

They then drag him to his feet as Rage stands, enraged with not having won, and he crashes into Lupino with a sick shoulder block! Lupino hits the ropes, but rebounds right back out into a big right, and it rocks Rage! Rage stumbles and returns with a big right before Black tries to get involved, but eats a punch from Lupino, who then throws one at Moon, and finally grabs McCoy, throwing him into Rage! They crash together before Lupino grabs the beaten and used steel chair and swings it right at Rage's head -- THE MONSTER STAYS STANDING! THE CROWD CAN'T BELIEVE IT AS LUPINO SWINGS AGAIN, THIS TIME STAGGERING RAGE, BEOFORE HE SWINGS A THIRD AND FINAL TIME -- AND SCOTT RAGE IS TOPPLED! LUPINO COVERS... ONE... TWO... THRE-- NO!!! Rage kicks out and powers to his feet before he counters an attempted DDT from Lupino with a spinebuster, before he hauls him up -- RIGHT INTO IT -- NO WAY -- THE CRIPPLING INTENTIONS!!! LUPINO'S BROKEN AS RAGE COVERS... ONE... TWO... THREE-- WHAT?! NO! LUPINO GOT THE SHOULDER UP TO A MASSIVE CHEER!

Erika Vanarelli: "HOW?!"

Jim Rushfield: "THAT'S NOT EVEN POSSIBLE!!!"

The crowd and Team PW are in shock before Rage turns to Black, motioning for something while McCoy and Moon haul Lupino up. Black pushes the ring apron up and pulls something out -- IT'S A TABLE! The crowd go wild for the sight of a table as Black slides it into the ring and Moon sets it up while Rage nods to McCoy. McCoy throws Lupino towards the captain of Team PW who hauls him back up into the air into a crucifix position, and Black grabs some of the dropped thumbtacks. Suddenly all becomes clear as Rage sneers and sets him up for the Ultimate Impact, looking to drive Lupino through the thumbtacked table and win the match! The fans are on their feet and going crazy as Rage throws him forward -- LOOKING FOR IT THROUGH THE TABLE, BUT LUPINO PUSHES OFF, LANDING INCHES PAST THE TABLE ON HIS FEET BEFORE HE COLLAPSES DOWN! Immediately Moon gets in there but Lupino fights him off, before he tries to fight off the other two eliminated members of Team PW when all of a sudden a MASSIVE cheer goes up -- and it's Jason Proctor and Dragon Demonico back into it!

Proctor immediately grabs at McCoy, tossing him over the top rope before Demonico dropkicks Black into the ropes and runs, clotheslining him over the top! Proctor and Demonico get to ringside as they fight back at McCoy and Black, with Proctor sending McCoy into the steel stairs and Demonico driving Black into the steel ramp with a DDT! They then both turn to the ring in time to see Joey Lupino sending Ja Gi Kyung-Moon over the top with a back body drop, and he turns -- into a big boot from Rage! Rage grabs at Lupino, hooking his throat as he hauls him up for a chokeslam towards the table but Lupino breaks free, and he falls and kicks at Rage's gut, hooking him with a standing headscissors. He then locks in the double underhook, but he hasn't got the strength to land The Hit, and the crowd boo as Lupino looks in pain. All of a sudden though Demonico and Proctor hit the ring again, standing either side of Lupino! The crowd are up as Demonico takes Rage's left side and Proctor takes his right, and between the three of them then wrench back and dig down deep... hauling Rage up... inch by inch... before Lupino pushes forward... AND DELIVERS THE HIT, SENDING THE GIANT SCOTT RAGE CRASHING THROUGH THE THUMBTACK-COVERED TABLE!!!! THE CROWD GO WILD AS RAGE IS LEFT IN THE DEBRIS OF THE TABLE AND LUPINO FALLS ON HIM WHILE DEMONICO AND PROCTOR HELP WITH THE WEIGHT... ONE... TWO... THREE! HE DID IT!

Eliminated: Scott Rage

Winner: Team TFWF
Sole Survivor: Joey Lupino

The fans are going crazy as Proctor and Demonico help Lupino to his feet, raising his hands in the air, and the referee signals that Team TFWF are the winners! On the outside McCoy, Black and Moon are all retreating up the ramp, shaking their heads, and Rage is out cold in the debris. Proctor and Demonico then haul Lupino up on their shoulders as he raises his arms, looking agonised by the match and weary.

Erika Vanarelli: "What a move there from the three of them and it was enough to finally put the captain of Team PW away... Joey Lupino wins it for TFWF!"

Jim Rushfield: "Thumbtacks, a wooden table, AND a vicious powerbomb... nobody can blame Rage for going down to that..."

Team TFWF continue to celebrate as EMTs treat Rage for the damage inflicted following the Hit, and slowly Rage is helped to his feet. As the celebrations remain Lupino turns, finding himself face to face with Rage. The pair stare down, ignoring the momentous occasion -- before Lupino offers his hand! The crowd cheer as Rage looks at it, and then shakes it, a half-smile developing on his face! The fans are going wild for the show of respect between two legends, but before Lupino can break it Rage pulls him in and can be seen saying "Next time", getting a smile from Lupino. Rage then climbs from the ring, being helped to the back while Lupino and company celebrate Team TFWF's win.

Erika Vanarelli: "A great show of respect there... what a moment here for PW, TFWF and the Experts... in fact... WHAT A NIGHT!"

Jim Rushfield: "We've seen VWF, SCW and TFWF rise above their competitors, Kurt Noble put his issues with BAD ASS to bed, new True Expert Tag Team Champions in Juan Ramirez and MDK, and Jack Benevolence remains the True Expert Champion."

Erika Vanarelli: "We'll see you next time in April where we've had it confirmed that Jack Benevolence will defend his championship against the highest-ranked wrestler from every other Experts federation, and what's more there will be a huge over the top rope battle royal where the winner will receive a very special prize with Extreme Tournament implications! You could well say that there are... High Stakes. See you next time!"

The show finishes on the image of Lupino, Proctor and Demonico celebrating while Rage looks on, respectful, but clearly wanting to get revenge another time...

Fin.