Side Effect Results: May 14th

[Makaveli The Don]

Red and Gray pyros blast off around the ring. After going around the ring, the pyros follow up the entrance ramp and once at the top a huge explosion comes out from the pyros as they go up high up in the air. The camera skims through the screaming XVI fans as another XVI Side Effect is about to begin, the camera cuts to the ring as the first match is immediately under way....

The arena lights dim and Crawling in the Dark by Hoobastank immediately blares through the PA system as Nero Phoenix is shown walking through the curtain. He stands on the ramp and taunts the crowd before finally strolling down the ramp. As Nero jumps up onto the apron red and blue fireworks fly into the air, making an X symbol. Nero smirks and climbs into the ring where he then climbs onto the nearest turnbuckle and works the crowd some more. Finally, Nero jumps down and stands in the middle of the ring…

Eric Cabrera:
The following contest if scheduled for one fall, and is a fatal 4 way match! Introducing first, from Long Beach California, standing 5’10”, and weighing in at 225lbs, he is Nero Phoenix!

as the sirens starts to go off,once the beat drops and huge explosion of pyrotechnics go off and Justin makes his way down to the ring.lights flashing,he slides into the ring and climbs each turnbuckle,playing off the fans energy.

Eric Cabrera:
And the opponent, hailing from Bronx, New York, standing 6’4”, weighing in at 240lbs, he is “The Answer” Justin Evans!

Little Victories by The Horrors hits the P.A. system and the room goes black, Ticker enters from behind the curtain and holds his arms in the air with a cocky smirk on his face. As Tickers hands are raised fire works fire up in a light green colour. The room dims to green and black Ticker begins walking down the ramp with a cocky swagger and look. As Ticker walks down toward the ring yellow lights flash around the ramp in a figure of 8 pattern. Ticker then jump on the ring and enters through the ropes he runs to a turnbuckle and taunts the crowd with his arms outstretched and his hands in the shape of guns. He turns and jumps off the turnbuckle and awaits his opponent.

Eric Cabrera:
And the challenger, from Stoke On Trent United Kingdom, Standing 6’2”, and weighing in at 215lbs, he is Ticker!

"Before I forget" by Slipknot plays throughout the arena, and the lights in the arena dim. Jake Xavier walks through the curtain, standing tall, leather jacket on shoulder. He walks down the ramp, ignoring the fans, and shouts at them when being "boo'ed". He slides under the bottom rope, and takes off his leather jacket, throws it into the corner, and then kneels down in the corner with his head down.

Eric Cabrera:
And finally, hailing from Calgary, Alberta Canada, Standing 5’11”, weighing in at 225lbs, he is your Next Generation Champion, “Mr. X” Jake Xavier!

Ding Ding Ding!

David Sierra:
Four promising young athletes, four next generation superstars, I cant wait for these guys to mix it up!

Ed Set:
I had issues with the last match and I have ones with this one too Dave! We have an egomaniac, a gangster, a clock obsessed freak, and a guy who’s totally off the edge of sanity!

David Sierra:
And you just named four things that make XVI great, now shut up and enjoy the match!

All four men start off in the ring, Ticker flies like a bat out of hell with an enziguri kick to his semi rival, Justin Evans. Jake Xavier and Nero Phoenix both lock up and begin trading wrist locks and waist locks. Nero scores a headlock takedown on Jake, who gets his opponent in a head scissors, forcing Nero to kip up, going for a dropkick to the chin, which gets reversed into a boston crab by Xavier! He’s holding on, until Ticker hits a twisting neckbreaker to the champ, breaking up the hold. Justin Evans gets back into the swing of things, with a Powerbomb straight to Ticker! Justin Evans then sees Nero Phoenix, who tries for a Pele Kick, only to be caught into an ankle lock by The Answer! Jake Xavier gets back into things as well though, breaking up the ankle lock with a Tornado DDT! Jake gets Justin back to his feet, and lifts the bigger man up into a Brainbuster DDT! Ticker recovers from the previous powerbomb with a standard DDT to Jake Xavier, and now Nero Phoenix goes over to Ticker and hits a Uranage Backbreaker! All men are temporarily down.

David Sierra:
Very impressive scramble effect for the opening parts of this match!

Ed Set:
Yeah, these guys seem to like to spend a lot of gas in the early going, that’s for sure!

Nero Phoenix picks up Ticker, and gets racked in the eyes for his efforts, Nero tries to outdirty Ticker, and does so with a feint eye poke into a knee to the groin! He wraps around the back of Ticker, and hits a pumphandle gut buster! Nero goes for a pin on his downed target.

One…
Two…Jake Xavier breaks up the pin!

Jake grabs Nero by the throat, and tosses him backwards with a reverse choke toss! Jake Xavier then goes over to the prone Nero, and hits a rarity of his moveset, the Standing Moonsault! He goes for a cover as well.

One…
Two…
Th-Justin Evans kicks Xavier in the back of the head!

Justin Evans laughs at the frustration of Jake, despite the beating he received last week, he taunts Jake on, who runs at The Answer, right into a Spinebuster! Justin Evans gets back up, dispatching of the champ, as Ticker comes from behind and drops him with a reverse powerbomb! Ticker transitions nicely into a STF. Justin Evans tries to power out of the hold but not until Nero Phoenix hits a shooting star press is the move released! Nero holds onto his chest, and lifts both Justin Evans and Ticker up, and hits a dual Pele Kick to them, which causes Ticker to go over the top rope, and Justin Evans to crash into the referee! Nero Phoenix turns around, just in time to meet a Singapore Cane by Jake Xavier! He’s got that glazed look in his eye again, but he cant be disqualified due to the referee being out cold! Jake completely delivers, full force not one, not two, but 6 cane shots to the lower back and neck of Nero Phoenix!

David Sierra:
C’mon now, somebody stop this! Jake Xavier has lost it again!

Ed Set:
That’s why wrestling so great. You got unresolved issues? We wont penalize you for taking them out of another person!

Jake Xavier picks up a lifeless Nero Phoenix, and hits a vicious Pipeline! The referee begins to stir again to administer the count.

One…
Two…
Three!

Ding Ding Ding!

Eric Cabrera:
And here is you winner, and Still Next Generation Champion, Jake Xavier!

Jake Xavier takes the time to grab the microphone from Eric, and stares down at Justin Evans and Ticker on the rampway.

Jake Xavier:
I just pinned Nero Phoenix, 1, 2, 3. But I have yet to gain a pinfall on either of you two! Well today is your lucky day bitches, because in two weeks, at Highway To Hell, its going to be Justin Evans, Ticker, And Jake Xavier, Triple Threat, Elimination Style, Last Man Standing Match! That way, I will establish dominance over not only this entire division, but XVI itself! Now how’s that shitheads?!

David Sierra:
Both men look out of their wits after that announcement, but I doubt either of them are going to back down!

Ed Set:
This feud, has just been taken, to the Xtreme!!!

[Makaveli The Don]

You come back to your chair as the camera circles the arena, then settles on David Sierra and Ed Set.

Ed ~ Damn Davey, this has been some night so far.

David turns his head, looking at Ed.

David ~ Edward Set, if you ever call me Davey again I'll kill you .. but I agree, we've had a damned good night thus far, and we've only had one match!

Ed ~ But that one match was phenomenal, with Jake Xavier coming out on top to retain his NextGen Championship.

David ~ Here now we have a singles match between David Calaz and Jordan Glass.

Ed ~ I'm putting my money on Glass, since you and his opponent share a name.

David stares at Ed again.

David ~ What does that have to do with anything, Edward?

Ed ~ Nothing really, and my names Edwardo.

David rolls his eyes.

Just then the arena lights cut of, it is pitch black for a couple of seconds, strobe lighting starts to flicker on and off violently as Sorry, Your Not A Winner by Enter Shikari hits, The camera zooms in on the titontron watching the entrance video of Calaz, when it cuts back to the crowd, showing a spotlight searching around, slowly skimming from one section to another, the spotlight makes its way to the top corner of the arena and stops, revealing the hooded figure known as Calaz, the spotlight follows him down the stairs of the arena while the strobe lighting gives an effect of slow motion almost, he reaches the bottom and hops the barricade, he scuttles up the stairs and quickly hops through the middle and top rope, as he raises up again he throws his arms up and over his head, his hood flies down and droops over the back of his jacket, he then spreads his arms out and walks over to the other side of the ring holding the pose, the strobe lighting dies down as Calaz walks over to the corner awaiting Jordan 'Bullet Proof' Glass.

David ~ I always enjoy that man's entrance.

Ed ~ Stop sucking-up because he's a fellow Davey.

David glares at Ed.

Then, suddenly, The lights dim, as the bass line of "Miss Murder" rocks the arena. The crowd jump to their feet, some booing, some cheering. As the bass line ends and the song begins, a shot of purple pyrotechnic shaped in an X shoots up into the air, and a single white spotlight shines down on the man standing there. He has on black jeans and black wrestling boots with his black leather trench coat dangling down around his shins. His upper body is very well defined, his pecks and his eight pack are very evident. His black, wavy hair falls down around his ears and covers his eyes, but you can still see his grey irises. He runs to the ring with a focused look in his eyes, not even looking at the crowd. He jumps up onto the apron of the ring and goes under the top rope. He removes his trench coat, thrusting it over the ropes to a stage hand, then jumps up on the middle rope, screaming out into the crowd. He then leaps off the rope, and turns, facing Calaz. He stares him down.

Ed ~ There's some obvoius heat between these two. Calaz has a look of anger in his eyes as he stares down Jordan.

David ~ Maybe that's from all the emphesis Jordan put on his age.

Jordan laughs, pointing at Calaz, then making a sign with his hand showing that he means small. The crowd laughs. Calaz screams at Jordan, as if it were a warcry, and leaps at him. He soars through the air with a crossbody, but Jordan catches him, moves him to a position for a sidewalk slam and ..BAM. Down goes 'The New Era Icon.'

David ~ What a show of stregnth by Jordan Glass here.

Both men quickly get back to their feet, exchanging lefts and rights. Calaz seems to be falling behind, but hits a hard right to Jordan's nose, sending Jordan stumbling back. Calaz runs at Jordan, hitting him with a side-effect.

Both men stand up again, Calaz hitting Jordan with an eye-rake, then runs at the ropes, spring-boarding and hitting him with a springboard DDT. Jordan lays there, holding his head, as Calaz gets up and runs at the turnbuckle, leaping up onto it, then flying off, hitting a moonsault.

Calaz quickly gets up, pulling the 'Bullet Proof' up with him, then irish whips him into the corner. Before Jordan has a chance to notice where he is, Calaz nails him with a running clothesline. Jordan leans in the corner and Calaz begins to pummel him with a variety of quick punches to the abdomen and chest. Suddenly, Calaz spins around, spinkicking Jordan hard in the jaw, sending the large man to the mat.

Ed ~ If Jordan's jaw is made out of what is last name is, than it's certainly shattered right now. That was some kick!

Calaz laughs, pulling Jordan back to his feet. He kicks him in the gut a couple times, then lifts him high above his head. He holds him there for almost thirty seconds, parading around the ring, before he finally has to let the suplex go. He grimaces as he hits the ground. He rubs his shoulders a little.

David ~ I think Calaz might have strained his shoulder muscles with that one.

Ed ~ That was retarded! Did you see how long he held him for?!

Calaz gets to his feet, as does Jordan and both men beging to exchange punches again. Out of nowhere, Jordan eyerakes Calaz, then kicks him in the gut. He runs at the ropes, then bounces back, jumps into the air and hits Calaz with a high-knee to the jaw.

Jordan throws his arm over David.

One ..
Two ..
Break !

He picks up Calaz slowly, irish-whipping him at the ropes, but instead of bouncing off, Calaz goes straight over them. Jordan smiles, then runs at the ropes, dropping down and slides under them to the outside. The ref begins to make the ten count.

One ..

Jordan picks up Calaz, irish whipping him at the barrier. Calaz hits hard, hurting his back. He grimaces.

Four ..

Jordan runs at Calaz, clotheslining him hard against the black barrier, damaging his back further.

Seven ..

Jordan rolls into the ring, breaking the ref's count, then rolls back out.

One ..

Jordan begins to bash Calaz' head in with hard rights, then irish whips him at the ring post. His head hits off it, and it sounds throughout the arena like a bell.

Five ..

Jordan smashes Calaz' head into the post, then rolls him back into the ring at the count of seven.

As Jordan rolls into the ring, Calaz sweeps his legs out from under him with a hard kick to the back of the knee. Jordan falls, hitting the back of his head hard. Both men lay on the mat as the referee starts the count.

One ..
Two ..
Jordan begins to stand back up, as does Calaz.
Four ..
Five ..
Six ..
Calaz jumps on Jordan, nailing him in the back relentlessly.

Jordan stands up and gives Calaz a big boot, then stumbles back to the ringpost. He drops down, and gives the 'GET UP' signal.

Ed ~ Here comes the Shard's of Glass!

Calaz stands up, and turns around but when Jordan speeds at him, he raises his foot, nailing him in the chin. Jordan falls to the mat, holding his face.

Calaz laughs, and climbs up to the top ropes. He smiles, then jumps, heading for the Spiral Tap, but Jordan rolls out of the way, sending Calaz to a hard hitting fall.

Jordan gets up and lifts up Calaz. He kicks him in the gut, and nails him with a stunner-like move.

Ed ~ I've just been told Jordan calls that move the Shattering Plummet.

Jordan gets to his feet, then walks to the corner. He smiles, dropping down once again. He waves his hand, as if to say 'GUP UP'. Calaz slowly gets to his hands and knees, then to his feet. He stumbles around, and SLAM. He's hit with a hard spear to the chest.

David ~ SHARD'S OF GLASS! THIS BITCH IS OVER!

Jordan falls down, rolling up Calaz.

One ..
Two ..
Thr --- BREAK.

Jordan screams at the referee. He stands up, pulling up Calaz. He then runs to the corner, and runs back hitting him with another Shard's of Glass! He rolls him up.

One ..
Two ..
Thre --- BREAK!

Jordan goes balistic, throwing a tantrum. He pulls up Calaz, kicks him in the gut, and hits an EXTREMELY hard DDT. He then pulls up Mister XVI again, runs to the corner, and runs back .. SMACK! .. another Shard's Of Glass!

Ed ~ THATS THE THIRD GODDAMNED SHARD'S OF GLASS! Calaz looks as if he has broken every one of his ribs!

Jordan rolls up both of Calaz' legs.

One ..
Two ..
THREE!!

Jordan jumps to his feet, and falls back down, exhausted. The ref bends over, grabs Jordan's hand and raises it.

RA ~ And your winner is, Jordan 'Bullet Proof' Glaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaass.

The scene fades to commercial as Jordan lays on his back, smiling and medics run down the ramp to help Calaz and see if he's still alive.

[Makaveli The Don]

XVI returns from the commercial break, Ed and David are sitting by the announce table awaiting the next match

Ed Set:
Well here we go, another exciting match from the Xtreme division

David Sierra:
And it is a non-title match between the champ Rachel and Corporal Punishment, Rachel has had al ot of criticism since The Aftermath, people saying she isn't Xtreme enough to hold the title. Well lets see what she can do here tonight.

Eric Cabrera stands in the centre of the ring awaiting to announce the next match. Stars and Stripes Forever plays over the PA system as a marching band comes from behind the curtains with full attire and enthusiasm. From behind them comes Corporeal Punishment with a huge spanning American Flag over his shoulder as he waves it about and salutes creating a short explosion with red white and blue streamers going everywhere. He looks focused as usual with a broad chin and murderously patriotic look on his face. he makes his way to the ring as the Marching band travels around it and comes out from the left and travels back up the ramp as we get one more salute from the Corporeal.

Eric Cabrera:
Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall, it is a non title match. Introducing first, weighing in at 270 lbs, he hails from Greenbough Alabama, he is Corporal Punishment!

Rachel emerges from behind the curtain, the Xtreme title around her waist, some fans cheer but some boo. She makes her way to the ring and slides under the ropes, Corporal begins stomping away at her back before the bell rings and begins screaming into her ear. The referee pulls Corp off her and rings the bell, this allows Rachel to get up who charges at Corp with a clothesline she connects and sends Punishment down to one knee, she follows up with a shining wizard that can be heard echoing around the arena.

Ed Set:
Wow, Corporal Punishment could be out cold here, Rachel is definitely out here to prove the critics wrong

Rachel rolls over for the cover
1...
2...
Kickout! Corporal gets the shoulder up, Rachel looks horrified at how she didn’t get the cover, she attempts to lift the Corporal he strikes her in the stomach, over and over until he is back to a vertical basis. He delivers a forearm to the head, then a stiff right hand and then follows it up with a bionic elbow, Rachel wobbles on her feet and Corporal looks amazed at how she hasn’t fell down, He swings his right arm out and delivers a sickening lariat to the throat of Rachel sending her flying on her back and flat out. Corporal pins and hooks the leg...
1...
2...
Kickout! Rachel twists her body to pop the shoulder up, the anger in Punishment's face clearly grows, he grabs her by the hair and pulls her to the corner. He stomps away hard on her upper abdomen, he places his huge boot on her throat and presses down hard trying to choke her out, the referee tries to pull him off her and starts his 5 count, he reaches 4 and Corporal lets go.

David Sierra:
Corporal Punishment has some evil intentions tonight

Ed Set:
I think he is trying to send a message to the Xtreme division of what Xtreme is

Corporal moves back toward the corner and Rachel but she delivers a kick to the shins knocking the Corporal down to his knees, she stand up quickly and delivers a quick DDT to the Corp knocking him to the mat. She backs up to the opposite side of the ring allowing him to get up while she takes a rest, Corporal charges toward Rachel he attempts a big boot but she ducks it, as Corp turns around he is lifted onto Rachel’s shoulder and hit with a 727, as he spins his legs manage to catch the referee in the face knocking him to the floor. All three competitors lie flat out on the floor.

Ed Set:
What a move by Rachel and it seems the referee got caught by that, but wait...what is this?

Calaz is seen sliding into the ring and picking up the limp body of Rachel, he taints to the crowd before hitting a shellshock onto the Xtreme champ, he rolls Corporal Punishment on top of her and shakes the referee to wake him up. He quickly slides out of the ring with an evil smile on his face. The referee crawls over to Corporal not knowing what just happened and begins a count

Ed Set:
No, not like this, Calaz, the bastard!

1.....
2...............
3! Its over, Calaz slides back into the ring and throws Corporal Punishment over the top rope, leaving him alone in the ring with Rachel, he parades around the ring with a sick smile on his face.

Eric Cabrera:
The winner of this match...Corporal Punishment!

Corporal Punishment stands up outside of the ring holding his arms raised high; he turns to the top of the ramp to see Damien Necro clapping him by his side is his personal trainer Nick Duggan. As Corporal arrives at the top of the stage, he begins staring at Damien; they go nose to nose for a few seconds until Damien steps back and begins clapping Corporal again. Damien looks at Nick Duggan and Nick nods his head, as if out of nowhere Damien almost takes Corps head off with a huge clothesline. He stands above the fallen man with his arms raised, Nick Duggan pointing to him nodding his head with a sick smile on his face.

Ed Set:
Oh MAAH GAAAWD! Did you see that, the impact on Corps head was sickening, out of nowhere as well, Damn that was viscous

David Sierra:
Well only the strong survive in this business my friend, and Damien’s just proving he is surviving well.

The camera pans back to the ring as Calaz parades around it standing over the flattened Rachel witha a microphone in hand, XVI cuts to a commercial break.[/color]

[Makaveli The Don]

XVI returns from the commercial break with Calaz still parading around the ring over the top of the limp body of Rachel, the fans are giving him a mixed reaction as he points to her and shouts to the crowd.

Ed Set:
Well ladies and gentlemen if you have just joined us then one; where have you been and two; you have missed "The New Era Icon" David Calaz come down to the ring and interfere with the match between Corporal Punishment and the XVI Xtreme Champion Rachel, he cost Rachel the match by delivering a Shellshock to her, and she hasn’t moved since.

The crowd grow silent as Calaz raises the mic to his mouth and gives on an evil smile.[/color]

Calaz
Go ahead; ask me what the hell I'm doing? Well, let me save you the breath and tell you, this worthless piece of trash on the floor in front of me hasn't got the slightest clue of what Xtreme is, ever since I arrived here in XVI I have shown Xtreme week after week, whether it be throwing myself from ladders, or giving the beatings of a lifetime, or even being part of a hellfire house of fun match, "the" most devastating match in history. Yeah sure she was in the match, but did she give what I gave, hell no, did she deserve to win, hell no. I did, so at the next PPV I will show you all that i deserved that title.

The crowd give mixed reactions, some chant "Calaz sucks" whereas some chant his name in appreciation. He walks around the ring again, Rachel still hasn’t moved from the position she is in, Calaz walks over to her and grabs her by the arm, he moves her to the corner of the ring and positions her in front of the turnbuckle lying on her back.

Calaz
Look, she's so Xtreme that she hasn’t moved for a good 5 minutes, well let me give you all a small preview of what's gonna happen at the Pay Per View...

Calaz drops the microphone and climbs to the top rope, he raises his arms to the crowd and springs off delivering a Shooting Star Leg Drop, he leaves his leg across the throat of Rachel and counts himself a three count.

Ed Set:
OH MAAH GAWD! That was completely un-called for, this girl has done nothing wrong to harm anyone, she was already out cold, she may need serious medical attention.

Calaz still leaving his leg across Rachel's limp body leans over and picks up the microphone again, he leans down to Rachel’s face and begins screaming down the microphone.

Calaz
You see! That’s how easy it is, You are worthless, nothing, and I will beat you so bad you will want to retire because...

[glow=LimeGreen,2,300]...That's, How It's Done...[/glow]

Calaz drops the microphone and rolls out of the ring as he makes his way up the ramp, EMT's rush to the ring to attend to Rachel, Calaz looks proud of himself as he makes his way to the stage holding his arms high.

Ed Set:
Wow, strong words from "The New Era Icon" and the self proclaimed "Mr. XVI" lets see if he can follow these claims up when he doesn't attack someone from behind. Join us after the break for more Side Effect.

Calaz stands at the top of the ramp with a sick smile on his face as the medical team place Rachel on a stretcher and in a neck brace. The scene fades to black.

[Makaveli The Don]

When the theme of One winged Angel was heard in a P.A system the lighr begin to be dark and a spotlight purple begin to light the stage when all the stage are surround by fog and both man make they way when they begin to sing. They continue their way at the ring and when they reach the light come and both man raise both arms in the airs and when they slam 4 flames appears in a corner following of some 4 pyro ( lesnar style).

Eric Cabrera:
Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a tag team contest! Introducing first, weighing in, at a combined weight of 465lbs, they are “The Lord of Darkness” Shadow, and Sah’ta Thor, The Unholy Legion!!!

Ritalin and Prozac walk out on stage look at the crowd then they each go to a side of the stage and Ritalin raises both his arms and Prozac Raises one arm and beats his chest with the other. Then they both walk down the ramp while pumpin up the crowd by slapping hands or flexing for them then they both slide into the ring and go to two corners and they both get on the middle rope in the coners togetherr and raise there arms.

Eric Cabrera:
And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 446lbs, They are Ritalin, and Prozac, they are, The Meds!

David Sierra:
This has got to be a Tag Team fans dream match Ed, both well established teams, not only within XVI, but the Meds in FWF as well.

Ed Set:
What are you talking about? One team is full of fantasy freaks, the other is a pair of goofballs who snap in and out of seriousness more than Paris Hilton.

David Sierra:
Whether you like their personalities or not, they are a must see attraction, and I am sure they wont disappoint here tonight!

Ed Set:
That’s hot.

Ding Ding Ding!

We start off with Sah’ta Thor taking on the unofficial leader of the Meds, Prozac. They both circle each other, and lock up with a collar and elbow tie up. Prozac throws Thor to the ropes, He comes back, ducks a clothesline, springboards off the ropes for early impact, goes for a reverse DDT, which gets rolled over by Prozac and he traps Thor into a dragon sleeper with scissors! Incredible trade off to begin the match, as Shadow comes in and breaks up the hold. The referee starts reprimanding Shadow, who scoffs at the ref, as Ritalin comes in and both of the meds gets quick double DDT while the ref’s back is turned! Prozac goes for a quick pin.

One…
Kickout!

Thor gets up and looks extremely angry, as Prozac waylays him with a punch to the forehead. But Thor just gets to his feet no selling the blow, and Prozac punches him again, only infuriating Thor even further. Prozac goes for another, but Thor blocks and knocks him down with a straight right hand! Prozac gets back up and gets a hard chop to the chest. Prozac stumbles back and then tries to catch Thor off guard with a roaring elbow, which Thor ducks, and hits a roaring elbow of his own! Prozac falls into his corner and gets a constitution tag to Ritalin. Ritalin jumps over the top rope, and begins to ring his wrists together, cracking his head. Thor tells him to bring it, but Ritalin is doing his typical Meds tactics, and taunts him to come over there instead. Thor walks straight up and Ritalin slaps him right across the face! Thor turns back around only to get his head grabbed and gets a Tornado DDT by Ritalin! Ritalin taunts towards the crowd as Thor is grabbing his head in frustration. Shadow is begging for a tag, and Thor rolls over and gives it to em! The behemoth Shadow is now in this ring, and Ritalin still is making fun of him!

Shadow stares down his opponent, as Ritalin tries to slap him too, but Shadow grabs his hand! He twists it into an arm bar, and gives Ritalin a clothesline he wont soon forget! Shadow begins to stalk his opponent, and gives Ritalin a chokeslam! Prozac goes up to the top rope, and gives Shadow a bulldog he didn’t even see coming! Thor tries to come in to help, but the referee is having none of it! The Meds are putting the boots to the Lord of Darkness, Prozac finally gets back into his corner, but gets tagged back in by Ritalin. They both position themselves in place, and Prozac gives Shadow a backbreaker, and Ritalin comes off the ropes with a Lionsault, Sideffects! Prozac rolls Shadow over for a pin while the ref tells Ritalin to go back to his corner.

One…
Two…
Thor breaks up the pin!

Thor grabs Prozac by the head and defies gravity with a Dragon DDT! Shadow gets back up and Thor hits him with a Roundhouse Kick to the face, and Shadow delivers a Polish Hammer, The Dark Knockout! Prozac woozily gets back up and gets a double chokeslam! Ritalin comes into the ring and springboards off the top rope and hits a double face kick to Shadow! He gets knocked against the ropes, Thor comes from behind, the referee has totally lost control as Thor gets a german Suplex on Ritalin. Thor goes outside, and Shadow tags him in, Thor gets Ritalin, as Shadow grabs Prozac, and gives them a Tombstone in Stereo! They go for a double pin, and the referee, totally lost, just decides to end the chaos.

One…
Two…
Three!

Eric Cabrera:
And the winners of the match, The Unholy Legion!

Shadow and Thor raise their hands up in victory, facing the back audience, yelling with adrenaline, but whats this? The Meds both crawl out of the ring, and grab a pair of lead pipes. The come into the ring, and the Unholy Legion turns around, as Shadow gets clocked in the head! Thor ducks the first blow, but gets met with a second blow to the head on his way to counter. The Meds are beating the hell out of the Unholy Legion with those Lead Pipes, when Bodies by Disturbed plays over the PA system, and the UnNaturals are on the stage, the Meds turn around, as the Unholy Legion look up from the mat as well.

Xavier Barnes:
Real impressive guys. No really, you really showed this audience what tag team action is all about. I mean, a double chokeslam? Tombstone in Stereo? Wow, that takes talent guys.

Xander Lawson:
Absolutely, a double DDT is just what this division is all about.

Xavier Barnes:
If you think that a couple of crappy springboards and “Chemistry” is going to get you anywhere against the UnNaturals, you gotta be kidding me.

Xander Lawson:
Your done for, plain and simple. In two weeks, you better get your real game faces on because if you try what you pulled this week, you wont be conscious enough to be embarrassed by The UnNaturals! Tootles.

The UnNaturals leave the scene as the Unholy Legion are back on their feet, almost unscathed by the vicious assault, staring down the Meds, who both also decide it best to fight another day, and make their way to the back, as the Unholy Legion look on with sinister smiles.

[Makaveli The Don]

David Sierra:
We are back folks and we can see here in the ring we have Makaveli seated in his chair, ready to sign that contract he has offered.

Makaveli is sitting patiently in his comfy chair, waiting for Szaban to come out. A table is set in front of his chair and on the other side of that table is another chair for the XVI World Champion.

Ed Set:
Why is Makaveli doing this? What's his motive, David?

David Sierra:
Simple, Ed! He just doesn't want Szaban to represent the XVI. Johnny Mental has failed, G-Dawg has failed... Now Makaveli feels like he is the only one left to knock him off the top of the mountain!

SZABAN

appears across the screen The crowd screams and cheers as the name apears on the XVItron, The arena is entire blacked out but then a lighter is lit then another one, and at first it seems one by one, but suddenly the entire arena is lit up by thousands of individual lighters. The beginning part of Eminem's "Till I Collapse"; blares throughout the PA system and the blue neon lights slowly illuminate the arena

'Cause sometimes you feel tired,
feel weak, and when you feel weak,
you feel like you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you,
you gotta find that inner strength
and just pull that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up and not be a quitter,
no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.

Out comes the champion! A stream of cheers is heard across the arena as the champion wastes no times walking to the ring. Makaveli gets up and tries to shake his hand when Szaban enters the ring, but Szaban doesn't buy it. He sits down his chair, and looks at the contract with a black ink pen over it. He then looks up at Makaveli. A microphone is given to him...

Szaban:
Do you really want to do this, Mak?

Makaveli smiles. He grabs the microphone that's placed on the table...

Makaveli:
Why not?

Szaban laughs. He grabs the pen, and just as he was about to sign the contract, Makaveli interrupts him...

Makaveli:
Wait a minute, Szaban... arent you gonna read the contract first?

Szaban smirks..

Szaban:
I don't need a contract to let me know I have a chance of beating my bosses ass.

Szaban signs the contract, pounds the pen on the table, and throws the papers at Makaveli.

Szaban:
Sign it!

Makaveli bursts out in laughter.

Makaveli:
Whoa whoa whoa, champ. Hold on there..

The crowd is clueless... what does Makaveli have up his sleeve?

Makaveli:
You see... When I was doing some paper work during the week, I came across an idea.

Makaveli takes a deep breath.

Makaveli:
Ladies and gentlemen... I introduce to you the man who will be wrestling Szaban at Highway To Hell...

Abruptly, The arena is rocked by one single burst of white pyrotechnics. The capacity crowd suddenly leap to their feet sending out a flood of boos. The house lights dim as a huge green spotlight shines down from the rafters onto the entrance way. Suddenly, The sounds of Def-Leppard's "Demolition Man" flood over the crowd as a huge white light shines brightly from the entrance way. Finally, You see the silhouette of a man, Draped in a long brown trenchcoat, Step out from the lights and smoke. Slowly, Jihad then begins to raise his right arm into the air. A faint chant of "VNB" can be heard over the music. Quickly, Fade begins to pump his fist in the air and the chant of "VNB" continues to grow and grow, Increasing louder and louder. Finally, With a large smirk now upon his face, Jihad then begins to slowly make his way to the ring.

David Sierra:
OH MY GOD! ITS JIHAD! THE LORD IS HERE!!!

Ed Set:
MY GOD!!!

Makaveli is seen with a smirk on his face. Jihad enters the ring as Makaveli gets up and asks Jihad to sit down. Jihad stares at Makaveli, as he sits down. He grabs the black ink pen and signs the contract. Szaban is in awe. He's speechless. Makaveli, smiling, suddenly changes his mood when he sees that Szaban is not phased from the twist that has just happened to him. Makaveli begins to taunt him, but Szaban doesn't react. He walks over to his side and gives him a slap! Szaban's face is turned, but slowly turns it back towards Makaveli. Makaveli seems to regret the slap he just gave Szaban. Out of nowhere, Makaveli begins to give out cheap shots to Szaban. Both men are now brawling as Jihad gets up and grabs Makaveli and pulls him aside. Szaban stops the brawl as both Jihad and Szaban give a stare down. The crowd could feel the electricity from these two... They're just waiting for both men to go at it. Szaban moves his lips, "I'll see you at Highway To Hell."

'TIll I Collapse hits the PA as Szaban grabs his World Title from the table and leaves the ring.

David Sierra:
What a night, Ed!

Ed Set:
It's official! The XVI World Champion will go head to head with the one and only Jihad!!

David Sierra:
MY GOD I CAN'T WAIT!

Ed Set:
We'll see you next week folks! Don't miss it!