Collision 3-24-13 Kansas City, Missouri

[Ricky Johnson]

---

DATE: 3-24-2013
LOCATION:
ARENA:
NOTES: Several returns including Shane Hunt, Rob Diamond and Philip Burns!.
THEME: "Have it your Way" by Mudvayne

---

{Collision rushes onto your TV screen after the opening video montage set to the sounds of Mudvayne’s “Have it Your Way” showing all of NCW’s Stars in action. The camera pans the arena when the opening pyro dies down and we’re taken into Dave Holland, Eric and Willy who are all ready to call the night’s action.}

Dave Holland: Welcome back NCW fans. Dave Holland, here with Eric Hardy and Willy Carter, we're reqady for another action packed show here tonight, it should be great.

Eric Hardy: So many fantastic matches and moments await us, I am looking forward to this!

Willy Carter: First up, the return of Shane Hunt....

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
MATCH ONE
A.C. Douglas v Shane Hunt
Singles Match
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

{The lights dull down until the arena is nearly black. An outline of a howling wolfs head then appears lit up in red on the ring surface. Warrior by Disturbed starts to blast out through the P.A. system. The camera zooms in on the titantron to view a video of Shane Hunt crippling his opponents with his patented Wolf Bomb finisher, and his newer Victimization finisher. The video then shows a close up of Shane howling at the moon. This is when a big explosion takes place with pyros shooting out from all over the ringside area. The arena lights go back to normal, and as the camera switches back to a view of the ring, Shane Hunt is now standing in the center of the ring surrounded by the still glowing outline of the howling wolf.}

Willy Carter: Shane Hunt returning to NCW

Dave Holland: This guys is huge

Eric Hardy: He is impressive

{The sounds of "Good Morning" draw the fans ire as they stand and boo. A.C. Douglas emerges from the curtain, holding his arms up in the air, his head held high as he spins showing off his awesome robe With "A.C." written on the back He saunters down the aisle, paying the fans little to no mind as he is stuck on how good he looks. He makes it the base of the ring and stops, smirking before climbing the steps and entering the ring.}

Willy Carter: Speaking of Impressive, there's my boy A.C

Dave Holland: An incredibly smart young man

Eric Hardy: And arrogant.....

{The bell rings, Shane Hunt moves around as A.C stands still, almost studying the big man. They go to lock up, A.C ducks under grabbing Hunt's leg tripping him down A.C floats over for a headlock grounding him, he keeps the headlock locked in and puts his weight down across the back of Hunt's head and shoulders. A.C tries to keep Hunt down, but Hunt starts to pull himself up, he gets to his feet and lift's A.C up, A.c throws himself back and lands on his feet behind Hunt, he runs to the ropes to get momentum, Hunt turns around and goes for a clothesline, A.C ducks, Hunt goes for an elbow and again A.c ducks. A.c leaps in the air with a flying clothesline sending Hunt down, A.C gets to his feet and stomps Hunt down, Hunt's foot is under the ropes and the referee pushes A.c back. }

Willy Carter: Yeah A.C you beat that big white honky!

Dave Holland: Did you just?......

Eric Hardy: What did you say?

{A.C comes in as Shane gets to one knee, A.C grabs Hunt's heair and goes for a right hand, Hunt hits A.C in the stomach, A.C doubles over, Shane gets to his feet and picks him up over his shoulder for a power slam, A.c kicks his legs and lands behind Shane, he locks his arms around Hunt going for a german suplex. Hunt blocks it andgrabs A.C's hands pulling them open freeing himself. A.c can't believe the power as Hunt spins, picks up A.c and slams him down in a scoop slam. A.C holds his back and rolls around. Shane walks around and waits for A.C, A.C gets to his feet and turns around into a stiff clothesline.}

Willy Carter: NO! GET UP A.C

Dave Holland: What a shot!

Eric Hardy: That was vicious

{Hunt goes for a pin 1....2....A.C kicks out, Hunt pulls A.C up and hits a back grop before getting to his feet and stepping on A.C's chest in a cocky pin 1....2...A.C kicks out. Hunt puts his hand in the air calling for A.C to get up, he grabs A.C around the throat as he lifts A.C, A.C knee's Shane in the face, Shane stumbles back and then leaps at A.C with another clothesline. A.C ducks down and hits a low dropkick, he gets to his feet and hits the re-arranged, A.c gets to his feet and pulls himself up to the top rope before hitting a perfect 10 for the 1....2....3}

Willy Carter: YES!

Dave Holland: A.C with a comeback

Eric Hardy: And now on to another return....the return of Rob Diamond....

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
MATCH TWO
Rob Diamond v Mike Laszlo
Singles Match
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

{The opening to This is gonna Hurt blares across the pa as Rob Diamond struts out onto the ramp, the crowd pretty much goes nuts for him as he smirks and looks from side to side as the song's lyrics rock your socks off. Rob begins strutting to the ring like the king of the whole damn world, stopping at the middle of the ramp so he can crotch chop your face off as red, white and blue pyro erupts from behind him in the form of an "X"! He smirks again as he hops up onto the apron and climbs up on the corner post from outside and raises his fists up over his head. }

This is gonna hurt
This is gonna hurt you
This is gonna hurt you
More than it hurts me.
And I don’t wanna hurt
That’s why I’m gonna hurt you
That’s why I’m gonna hurt you
That’s how it’s gonna be.

{ He mouths the words a bit as he jumps off the ropes and leans against the turn buckles.}

Willy Carter: Rob mother effing Diamond

Dave Holland: Rob mother effing Diamond

Eric Hardy: .....damn right.....

{"This Fire Burns" by Killswitch Engage hits the sound system as Mike Laszlo walks out onto the stage, followed by Alexis Caffrey, to a favored reaction from the crowd. Surveying those who cheer, a smirk comes over his face as he heads for the ring with a slow confident walk, ignoring the fans along the isle who want to slap his hand, Alexis close behind.

Amber Ashe: Making his way to the ring, accompanied to the ring by Alexis Caffrey, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing 237 pounds, MIIIIKE LASZLOOOOO!

Mike slides into the ring under the bottom rope before posing for the crowd who give him another favored reaction, as Alexis ascends the stairs and enters the ring. Backing into the corner Mike clasps his hands and loosens his wrists waiting for the start of the match.}

Willy Carter: Mike Laszlo has been one of the rising stars of NCW, but his rise has happened while Rob has been gone

Dave Holland: Interesting match....

Eric Hardy: Almost a dream match

{The match starts and Rob ducks down and drop toe holds Mike before rolling over his body, Rob messes up Laszlo's hair and slaps him in the back of the skull. Laszlo gets to his feet looking angry, he runs at Rob who ducks down and grabs the top rope causing Laszlo to fall over to the floor, Rob walks around the ring with some arrogant swagger, the crowd seems excited to have Rob back as Mike gets to his feet and slides back in the ring, Mike lunges at Rob who ducks down and runs across the ring before spring boarding off the middle rope going for a crossbody, he lands on Mike and rolls away before taunting him to get up, as Mike gets to his feet Diamond leaps up with a standing dropkick.}

Willy Carter: Rob Diamond is back

Dave Holland: And in a big way

Eric Hardy: He is a former champion....

{Laszlo gets to his feet, Diamond comes in with a right and left, he turns going for a spinning backfist, Laszlo ducks and as Rob spins around Laszlo leaps up hitting a standing superkick connecting with Diamond sending him down, Laszlo mounts and attacks, hard right hands to the top of his head. Laszlo moves around and waits for Rob to get up, Rob pulls himself up in the corner, Laszlo rushes in with a running knee. Rob's head rocks back, Laszlo grabs Robs wrist and pulls him from the corner with a shortarm clothesline sending diamond down, Laszlo pulls rob up and picks him up in a vertical suplex bringing him crashing down.}

Willy Carter: Laszlo showing why he's been one of the best in NCW

Dave Holland: Laszlo has been amazing

Eric Hardy: He came so close to being world champion

{Laszlo gets up and calls for the Malicious intent. Rob gets up, Laszlo hits a kick to the stomach and lifts Rob up, Rob kicks his legs and lands behind Laszlo, he turns Laszlo around and kicks him in the stomach before hitting a ddt. Rob quickly locks in the last chancery. Rob wrentches in and Laszlo reaches for the ropes. He tries so hard but eventually succumbs tapping out}

Willy Carter: Rob got it!

Dave Holland: Jeez!...What a return

Eric Hardy: Rob mother effing Diamond....

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
NCW Hall of Fame Inductees
Dirty Deal
Acceptance Speech
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

{"Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap" storms the arena's sound system. As the former two-time NCW tag team champions walk down the ramp. Wearing the most classy formal wear seen. Gibson tips his top hat for Curtis to continue down the ramp but Curtis tips his hat back. Ron obliges and trips on the red carpet. Venting his frustration, he dares to unleash his beast and change the state of red carpets forever. Curtis stops Ron who already had his zipper down and began digging through his shorts. Ron apologizes and begins slapping hands of the fans. Curtis glares at him.}


Curtis: You do that?

Ron: I don't? It's been awhile.

Curtis: Pretty sure you have always been against kind acts toward this companies fanbase. Plus, you just were rummaging through your shorts.

Ron: I don't have any disease man.

Curtis: Sanitary much?

Ron: I'm clean. I'm no hobo..... yet.

{It is worth pointing out, as Curtis sprays a fan in the face with water from his flower on his tux. That Ron's top hat actually has two beer cans attached to it. While Curtis is going with the far less obvious plan, drinking those little whiskey bottles and then handing them to children as gifts.}

Curtis: Now if you lick the bottle, you might actually get a good buzz.

Ron: Freaks will probably try to scrape your DNA out of it. Army of Curtis clones.

Curtis: If only it were that simple.

Ron: It is... seen it on youtube. I mean sure they were all horribly disfigured. It's the presence that counts.

{They both get on the apron, at the same time a bunch of empty bottles fall out of Curtis Kanyon's two sizes too small suit.}

Ron: Your looking jacked.

Curtis: Your looking.... sorta in shape.

Ron: Thanks for noticing. Ready to accept our rightful places.

Curtis: I'm nervous.

Ron: The booze didn't help?

Curtis: No amount of booze is enough, to cure nerves. Not to mention someone watered this stuff down with pencil shavings.

Ron: What?

{Curtis shrugs. As they get in the ring and shakes the hands of the HOF committee. Each presented with plaques listing their personal accomplishments while in NCW. While Ron merely has two lines on his, Curtis seems to have no space on his. They even used permanent marker to add stuff on the sides, they originally forgot. Ron and Curtis share a touching embrace, then Ron fumbles through his pocket to retrieve his phone. He steps up to the podium.}

Ron: It's hard to believe it's been a few months since I last appeared on NCW television.

{Curtis whispers in his ear.}

Ron: Apparently it's been longer but you know.... you can never tell when you experience time travel. My internal calendar is so messed up. Anyways I'm glad I could appear tonight to accept this plaque, that surely cost NCW a hefty amount of change to make. Surely this is one of the reasons NCW is losing money left and right. They even spared no expense, booked this entire arena for this very special hall of fame induction tonight. Threw all that money away on two blokes, who use to kick ass and piss them off. I mean sure they could have just featured us on an episode of Collision but instead all the talent is here tonight to remember the people we beat up. The people we nearly killed night in and night out. You remember you got in our way, you got hurt bad. I remember this one time when we took these two hookers....

{Ron's speech begins drifting off. As he starts fiddling with his phone. Taking all his attention off the camera's and the people in attendance. Curtis peers over to see what he's doing.

Ron: ...They didn't walk or talk right for weeks..... damn it how do I post a new listing.

{Curtis reaches over and directs Ron's finger.}

Ron: Ah.... makes sense. Wonder what kind of freaks are going to answer this ad. Wait... what... We hurt people. Yaddda Yadda.....

{Ron holds the plaque up and takes a picture with it.}

Ron: Authentic enough. Complain now assholes, real deal... am I still at the mic? Did I tell the story about how we would buy hookers to prep for our title matches. Easily the best sparring for the money. They would take clotheslines like champions. It's like they took shots to the face all the time.

Curtis: You kinda did but you drifted off and went on a short racial spurt. Pretty sure NCW took a commercial break.

Ron: I do not remember this at all. Hopefully it was nothing but good words.

Curtis: It wasn't.

Ron: Which reminds me.... I should probably grab some of these turnbuckle pads and put them in as a package deal. NCW surely won't miss it. Maybe rip this part of the mat up as well. I don't know, just looking for free **** to line my pockets with cash.

Curtis: This is the oddest acceptance speech.

Ron: Did I not say thank you?

Curtis: Well no but the fact we're having an abnormal conversation during it.

Ron: I know.... you won't be able to top it. Don't worry. You can't be best at everything. Oh.... thank you for having me in this hall of fame. I hope when this place closes it's doors, this wing you guys set up at least stays open. People need to walk by daily, see the couple things I did. Thank you for having me NCW. Thank you for the people I made into fans. Thank you for helping control the black population.

{Ron steps aside, as Curtis steps forward. Ron shows Curtis a freak that responded to his ad.}

Curtis: Why the hell is he flashing his dong?

Ron: I don't know. The ad for this hunk of metal clearly says, "Looking to be mounted." I don't know how me holding up a hall of fame plaque turns into anything else. Hopefully I at least get 15.

Curtis: 1500?

Ron: 15 bucks... or maybe 15 delicious subway sandwiches.

{Curtis just shakes his head.}

Curtis: As my good buddy Ron was sort of loosely saying, thank you NCW for all the god times. I can't believe we're here, as the second tag team getting put into the Hall of Fame. I never would have joined NCW if it wasn't for Ron. I mean literally, one night we had this crazy bender to celebrate Ron's third "Not the Father" result from Maury, and we woke up in the back of this pick-up truck that just so happened to be the janitor of NCW's corporate office's truck, and he just so happened to be pulling up to work right when we awakened. After a little purging, we dusted ourselves off and walked into those doors and got us a contract!

Ron: I vaguely remember that! That old office was a hell hole.

Curtis: Yes it was, but luckily, the ratings we brought in got them better offices. We did a lot as a tag team here. We were two time tag team champions with some healthy reigns. We were the only co-Xtreme champions. We won a warfare match. We became CEO's and gave ourselves iron clad contracts, where we will still be paid for years to come from NCW. We injured so many people...so many people. We irrevocably ruined Amber's life, though now I hear she's almost eight months clean. We may or may not have hired Brad to dress up like a ninja to injure Adam. We even fought a little amongst ourselves. Remember that triathlon? That Collision felt like it was ten hours long.

Ron: So does this one.

Curtis: And no matter what, we never faltered from who we were. We always stayed dirty while we were together. We were always vile, and disturbing, and it worked.

Ron: Hey buddy, I keep getting people who want to help me sell my plaque, no takers. This is taking to long, you still have Nick Cage's number? He'll buy anything.

Curtis: Dude, I forgot I even had that!

{Curtis takes out his phone and is scrolling through his contacts.}

Curtis: Sorry, hold on a sec.

{The phone rings, and the message "This number is no longer in service" plays.}

Curtis: Damn. Sorry buddy. Well, I don't know how else to waist your time, so I just have to say...thanks! Thanks to NCW, thanks to all of you for watching, thanks to all our opponents for willing to get their asses kicked by us, and thanks to Russell and Amber for being our lackeys! And always remember, however dirty you get, we'll be dirtier!

Ron: That's right! Thanks everybody! Now, any takers in the audience? Two-hundred or best offer!

{Ron leaves the ring with his plaque and starts haggling with fans. Curtis just shrugs as the committee looks on in anger. Ron sells a kid the microphone he's holding for ten bucks and then continues to search for a big buyer as we go to commercial.}

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
MATCH THREE
Jenny Williams v Jasmine Barrera
Singles Match - Starlets Title
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

{Smile by Avril Lavgine begins to blast all over the speakers and as it does we are treated to Jennifer Williams along with Ashlie emerging from behind the curtain. She grins as she bounces out clapping the hands of the fans that are cheering her on as Ashlie just supports her walking down the aisle closely behind. Ashlie stands by ringside as Jenny quickly slides in the ring. She slowly walks to a turnbuckle where she lifts one foot over it. She seductively moves her body to the side before throwing her arms up in the air pulling herself away. She takes her hate breeder t shirt off and throws it into the crowd as she bounces around bubbly waiting for her opponent.}

Eric Hardy: There's the Starlet's champion Jenny Williams, making a big title defense tonight.

Willy Carter: I think it's unfair.

Dave Holland: She hasn't defended that title since she won it.

Willy Carter: So?

Dave Holland: *Sigh.*

{"The best out" blares over the arena's loudspeakers, as the lyrics begin, Jasmine appears from behind the curtain to the cheers and whistles from the audience, she pauses at the top of the ramp and forms an "O" with her hands, the trademark of the circle. She holds it over her head and smirks before sauntering down the aisle, slapping some fans five along the way. She casually walks up the steps and in between the middle and bottom rope before walking to the center of the ring and doing the "O" taunt again to more cheers. Then without warning, Jenny attacks!}

Eric Hardy: Hey! Jenny attacking before the bell!

Dave Holland: This is ridiculous.

Willy Carter: Go Jenny!

{She collides with Jazz, pounding her into the turnbuckle in a furious display of power on her part. She screeches at Jazz as she reaches down and picks her legs up. She tugs at Jazz, who holds onto the ropes with everything she has. Jenny tries pulling her off into a Sitdown Powerbomb, but Jazz reaches her leg up and cracks Jenny over the top of her head with it. Jenny loosens her grip, and Jazz repeats the move, breaking free. Jenny clinches her jaw in anger as she tries charging her once more. Jazz ducks down, allowing Jenny to collide with the top turnbuckle. Jazz spins her around in her own fury and begins laying in punch after punch to the champion.}

Eric Hardy: Jazz and Jenny are going to do anything to win this match tonight, and it's already showing.

Dave Holland: The ferocity of this match is off the charts right now.

Willy Carter: Don't worry, Jenny's got this.

{Jenny lets out a screech and breaks away from Jazz’s attack. She slaps Jazz across the face, shouting at her, only for Jazz to slap her right back. Jenny refuses to take it and she slaps her right back. Jazz spins around, and on the rebound gets Jenny right back just as ferociously. Jenny reaches around and rakes at Jazz’s eyes. As Jazz grips her face in agony, Jenny grabs onto her hair, tangling her fingers in it. She shakes Jazz around from side to side as Referee Johnny Lei tells her to break it. Jenny looks over at her and spits proverbial venom at him before taking Jazz and tossing her across the ring with a Hair Biel. She rakes the hair from between her fingers. As Jazz gets up, Jenny charges at her with a clothesline. As Jazz gets back up, Jenny hits another, and then another. On the last one, she drops down and begins hammering away at Jazz. She gives up and resorts to choking Jazz. Jazz grabs onto the ropes for a break, despite the illegal maneuver, but Jenny won’t give up. Johnny tries her best to get Jenny off of Jazz, but the champion just refuses.}

Dave Holland: These ladies refuse to let go of their hatred for one another, and it just might cost Jenny the match here.

Eric Hardy: I almost don’t think Jenny cares at this point… Wait a minute! Jazz reverses it into a roll up pin!

{1...2...KICKOUT! Jenny claps her thighs together, crushing Jazz’s head in the process. She rolls backwards and both women get to their feet. Jenny goes for another Clothesline, but Jazz ducks it and swings around with a spinning heel kick to Jenny that makes her stumble back. Jazz bounces off of the ropes, but Jenny picks her up into the air. Jazz clings on and swings down with Whirly Bird Head Scissors that sends Jenny rolling across the ring. Jenny holds onto her back as Jazz walks over to Jenny. She bends down to pick Jenny up, but Jenny trips her up, landing her across the middle rope. Jenny quickly gets up and steps back a few paces. She charges forward and drops her knee over the back of Jazz’s head. She grinds down on Jazz, choking her on the rope. Johnny tries to break the hold, but Jenny shoves her back!}

Eric Hardy: If Jenny is not careful she's going to get disqualified!

Dave Holland: Johnny is not happy about that one. He just pulled Jenny off of Jazz with force.

{Jenny looks up at the ceiling laughing. Johnny scolds her and Jenny rears her hand back to slap Johnny, but Jazz is right there to stop her. She spins Jenny around, but Jenny catches her with a chop. She sends Jazz flying across the ring with an Irish Whip, and then she rebounds, Jenny comes flying off of the ropes with a Flying Plancha to Jazz that levels both competitors. Jenny instinctively hooks the leg and Johnny drops down for the count. 1....2....KICKOUT!}

Dave Holland: Barely a two and Jazz is determinded tonight

Eric Hardy: And both ladies are quickly back to their feet. Despite what people might think of Jenny, both women deserve to be in this match right here.

{Jazz takes a few steps back, never taking her eyes off of Jenny, but Jenny does the same, stalking her prey. Jenny charges toward Jazz, but Jazz lifts her into the air. As Jenny rises up, she breaks free of Jazz’s grip and flips back, planting a Dropkick to Jazz’s chest and sending her backwards. Jazz slides to the edge of the ring, sliding out for just a second to collect her thoughts. Jenny charges at her, readying herself to launch over the top rope. She sees Jazz moving, so she stops, but Jazz climbs onto the apron. They both exchange blows to each other, getting the fans riled up around them. Jazz hits a shoulder butt to Jenny. Jenny returns with a club to the back of Jazz. She hits one more and then tries lifting Jazz up for a Vertical Suplex. Jazz kicks her legs, landing back on the apron. She tries to repeat the maneuver to Jenny, but Jenny only gets half way up before grounding herself. She knees Jazz in the stomach and tries one more time, lifting Jazz up into the picture perfect Vertical Suplex position, only for Jazz to flip back. Jenny growls and turns around with an elbow, but Jazz does the splits, avoiding it.}

Dave Holland: That was...unique.

Eric Hardy: It sure was.

Willy Carter: Is this table rising? You guys are sick.

{As Jenny spins around, Jazz tucks her head between Jenny’s legs. She flips up and surprises everyone by taking her down with a Hurricanrana. The fans cheer as Jazz looks around and then flies back with a Standing Moonsault. She connects, but that isn’t enough. She stands at attention and then walks over to the ropes, climbing the turnbuckles to head up to the top. She poses for the fans, saluting them. This distraction gives Jenny just enough time to get up and run over to the corner. She runs up the turnbuckles and surprises Jazz when she hits a Shining Wizard that sends Jazz falling backwards. Jenny dusts her hands off and then paces around the ring happily. }

Eric Hardy: Jazz was very lucky there. Out of the thousands of ways that could have ended terribly, she only got the wind knocked out of her.

Willy Carter: Jenny is just dominating this match. If I was Jasmine, I'd just stay down on the floor.

Dave Holland: Jasmine isn't going to give up.

{Jazz slowly gets to her hands and knees, pushing herself to get up. As she stumbles to her feet, she can’t react fast enough as Jenny catapults herself over the top rope, colliding with Jazz on the floor. Jenny and Jazz then roll around on the ground, resorting to an all out catfight. Johnny Lei starts the count. 1....2....3...4... Both women soon begin throwing fists, resorting to any form of violence either one can inflict upon the other. The fans are on their feet watching to two Bombshells rolling back and forth, cheering on the action. 5....6....}

Eric Hardy: As hell-bent on winning the title as Jenny is, she might want to realize that the referee is getting up there with the count. If she wants to stand any chance of winning this thing, she had better get back in the ring.

Dave Holland: They really need to get back in the ring. It would be a shame for this great match to end in a double count-out.

{The count continues 7... 8... Jenny kicks Jazz off of her and then goes to plant her with a DDT to the concrete. Jazz spears her back into the apron as hard as she can. She does it once more to break it up and rolls inside of the ring as Jenny holds onto her back.....9... Jenny rolls in at the last second, only to be met by a hard boot from Jazz. Jazz picks Jenny up and sends her into the ropes with such force, but both women are starting to wear down a bit. As Jenny comes off of the ropes, Jazz leaps up for another headscissors, but Jenny spins her back around for what almost appears to be a Tilt-A-Whirl Slam. Jazz keeps the momentum going, spinning around Jenny twice before using the momentum to finish off a continuous Tornado DDT. The fans are in amazement as Jazz takes a deep breath. She holds her hands up in the air in an almost victorious fashion. She reaches down and pins Jenny’s shoulders firmly against the mat. ...1....2.... KICKOUT!}

Eric Hardy: Oh my God, I can’t believe Jenny kicked out after that powerful DDT!

Dave Holland: Like it or not, Jenny is a very worthy champion who will not give up that easily. She has beaten so many top starlet's in the past.

{Jazz pounds the mat in frustration. She gets up and begins to question Johnny Lei about the count. The resilient champion takes advantage of the situation and rolls up Jazz from behind 1....2...kickout!}

Eric Hardy: Jenny almost stole one right there!

Willy Carter: Why does she have to steal? because she's black?

{Jazz slides out and shuffles across the ring. As Jenny gets up, Jazz boots her in the gut as hard as she can. She sets her up for the Problem solver, but Jenny twists out of it, and counters with a stiff kick. Jazz stumbles back and Jenny charges her for a clothesline, but Jazz ducks and NAILS a Revolver (Diamond Cutter)! Jenny rolls over seemingly out of it. Jazz slowly makes the cover 1....2....3!}

Eric Hardy: Jasmine has done it!

Willy Carter: No! Look!

Dave Holland: Jenny's foot was on the ropes.

{Indeed, Jenny's foot is on the ropes. Jazz celebrates like she won the match, but Johnny begins to explain the situation to her. Jazz vents her frustration and goes back over to Jenny, who manages to catch her with a shot the gut. Jazz spins around, turning away from Jenny, who rolls her up, but one hand is on the ropes, and the other grabbing the tights! 1....2....3! }

Eric Hardy: Aw c'mon! Jenny Williams manages to retain the championship with blatant cheating!

Willy Carter: It's not cheating unless you get caught!

Dave Holland: You are awful Willy. Jenny should be ashamed of herself for that display.

{Jenny grabs her belt out of Johnny's hand and looks down at Jazz, who is staring up at her in disbelief. She holds up the title, causing Jazz to try to get to her, but Jenny escapes before Jazz can get to her.}

Eric Hardy: Something tells me that this isn't over between these two.

Willy Carter: Jazz had her chance and she blew it.

Dave Holland: For Jenny to win the way she did...It says to me that she doesn't want to face Jasmine again any time soon.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
MATCH FOUR
Gib v Phillip Burns v DDK v Steve Awesome
Fatal-Fourway Match
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

{The song "I Wanna Rock" starts to play from behind the curtain comes Gib, pumping his fist to the music, his bicep flexing and relaxing to the music. He runs half way down the aisle before stopping to slap the hands of his fans, he switches sides running around the entire outside of the ring before sliding under the ropes and climbing the turnbuckle, posturing for the crowd...}

Eric Hardy: And there is another Hall of Famer, Gib. The icon of NCW will certainly have his work cut out for him in this match.

Willy Carter: I don't know how this old man does it.

Dave Holland: It's because he loves his business.

{All the lights in the arena die out and the fans in attendance start chanting his name.

"AWE-SOME! AWE-SOME! AWE-SOME!"

Dramatic Pause.

"REGRETS I'VE GOT MINE............!"

All of a sudden "Full of Regrets" comes bursting out of the speakers like a shotgun as Steve Awesome steps out onto the stage. He turns backwards and shows off his vest with a big Steve Awesome graphic on it. Then he peaks his head back and smirks into the camera as pyros blast off on the stage on opposite sides.}

Eric Hardy: Steve Awesome has made a big return this past Pay-Per-View. He hasn't had a lot of success as of late, but this match is a big chance to redeem himself.

Willy Carter: I have faith in Steve. He's the face of the Franchise for a reason.

{Rage in my heart crossing the forest riding my black horse
Across the valley along the river where the hot blood flows.
Over the lakes and over the hills I follow the call of the wind uphold the legend and for my princess I will fight and win

"Lord of the Thunder" by Rhapsody hits the speakers as Curtis D. Kanyon emerges from the curtain. He has a sledgehammer slung over his shoulder.

Holy flame burn again for eternity burn my heart to win.
The holy war is awaiting another fiery king

Curtis pounds his chest with his fists then raises the hammer in the air. He walks down to the ring, nodding to the fans. He grabs a sign from a fan in support of his cause, and shows it to the camera!

Lord of the thunder please be my guide
before and after my last ride
I'll be your soldier serving the light
riding forever alive and proud

Curtis then climbs into the ring and goes to the turnbuckles. He climbs a turnbuckle and pounds his chest, then screams "The archangel is here! Prepare for the glory of battle!" He points to the crowd with his hammer, then hoists it straight up into the air and yells "BANG!" He then gets down and awaits the match to start.}

Eric Hardy: Curtis Kanyon, fresh off his Dirty Deal hall of fame speech, looks ready to go.

Dave Holland: I'm proud of Curtis for the Hall of Fame, he joins an elite group.

{The opening of "Move" by TFK blares over the PA system and a spotlight shines on the stage with a glow as Philip Burns is being raised from a hidden hole in the stage; He is wearing a red ragged leather jacket that hangs all the way to below his knees with his logo on the back. He takes a few steps forward. The spotlights follows him as he journeys down the ramp, taking a second to pose in front of the ring for the cameras. He rolls into the ring and removes his jacket. Burns then stand in his corner, ready for the match to begin.}

Eric Hardy: Phillip Burns has returned to NCW, and it's great to see him back.

Willy Carter: But let's face it Eric, the old crew is 1 for 2 tonight. And its' going to be hard for him to come out on top against 3 hall of famers tonight.

{ The bell rings and Kanyon charges Gib and the two begin fighting. Burns walks over to assist Kanyon, while Steve simply stands in the corner and watches. Burns and Kanyon double team Gib in the corner for a moment, then Burns nails Kanyon. Burns then turns his attention to Gib and hits a couple of shots, before Kanyon is right back in the mix with some rights to Burns. Burns stumbles backwards, and Kanyon nails Gib again, and begins kicking him a few times. Kanyon raises his arms to the boos of the crowd, then walks over to the ropes and begins taunting the fans, allowing Gib to attack him and force him into a corner where Burns is. Gib and Burns then double team Kanyon for a while, until Burns nails Gib with a shot and starts beating Gib down to the ground. Kanyon gets up and clotheslines Burns down. Kanyon then grabs Gib and hits a very impressive Belly to belly suplex. Kanyon makes the cover 1....2....Burns breaks it up.}

Eric Hardy: A close call early on, and Steve Awesome has done little thus far.

Willy Carter: I told you, he's so smart.

{Burns then grabs Kanyon and tries and Irish whip, but Kanyon reverses, and on the rebound, catches Burns with a powerslam. Kanyon makes the cover 1.....2...Burns kicks out. Kanyon walks over to a neutral corner and bends down, calling for Burns to get up. As Burns does, Steve Awesome blindsides Kanyon from behind,finally getting involved in the match.}


Eric Hardy: And finally all four men are involved.

Willy Carter: It's called picking your spots Eric. Tell 'em Dave.

Dave Holland: I...Yes, that's right.

{Steve hits a neckbreaker on Kanyon and covers 1....2...Gib makes the save. Steve gets to his feet and Burns is there to meet him with some punches. Kanyon and Gib pair off again and begin exchanging punches, until Gib knocks Kanyon down, and then attacks Burns who had mounted Steve in the corner and began raining down some punches of his own. Steve sneaks out of the corner where Burns and Gib are now fighting, going back over a Kanyon and stomping him a few times. Steve picks up Kanyon and attempts a suplex, but Kanyon blocks. Another attempt, another block. Finally Kanyon hits a swinging neckbreaker as a counter. Burns in the meantime staggers Gib, and punches Kanyon as he gets back up, staggering him. Steve gets up and gets the same. Burns goes back and forth nailing all three, sending them back into 3 corners of the ring. Burns first charges Gib and clotheslines him. Then he does Kanyon, then finally Steve, knocking all three men down. Burn gets an ovation from the crowd.}

Eric Hardy: Phillip Burns is in complete control right now!

Dave Holland: Well, he hasn't lost anything.

Willy Carter: It won't last. C'mon Steve!

{ Burns begins to play to the crowd, allowing Gib to nail him from behind. Kanyon gets up and Gib clotheslines him down. Steve gets the same as he stands. Burns gets back up, and walks right into a Widowmaker! Burns goes down in a heap. Gib grabs Steve from behind and prepares the Mental health, but Kanyon stops him. Gib staggers back into the corner, and Kanyon goes straight to choking Steve Awesome on the ground. The official counts, and Kanyon breaks on 4. Steve scrambles to get away, and Kanyon assists him by pitching him to the floor. Steve lands with a splat. Kanyon is proud of himself but then gets nailed by Gib who is back in the fight. Gib begins pounding on Kanyon as Burns finally comes back around and joins him. After a couple of shots, Gib just hits Burns and stumbles him backward. Gib forgets Kanyon and moves in on Burns, who stops him with a kick. and throws Gib into the turnbuckle. Burns then climbs up on the middle rope and begins punching Gib in the head. He gets to nine before Steve re-enters the ring and nails him in the back, then tosses him off of the ropes. Burns lands hard on his back and neck. Steve then throws some punches Gib's way, not noticing that Kanyon is back up. Kanyon grabs Steve from behind and suplex's him to the mat. Kanyon gets up and attacks Burns who is still down. Allowing Gib to crawl over and cover Steve! 1....2....Kanyon breaks it up.}

Eric Hardy: And the wily veteran almost got away with one there.

Willy Carter: Luckily Kanyon broke it up.

{Kanyon whips Burns into a nuetral corner, but Burns reverses and sends Kanyon in. And as Kanyon stumbles out, Burns bulldogs him to the mat. Burns stands, and Gib again sneaks in for the pin 1....2...Burns breaks it up! The four men slowly begin to make their way to their feet. Burns attacks Gib and attempts to hit the Burn Notice, but Gib elbows out. Kanyon has beaten down Steve in another corner, and Burns turns from the elbow, he is hit with a BANG! by Kanyon!}

Eric Hardy: BANG! and Burns is down!

{ Steve gets up and nails Kanyon from behind, and attempts an Irish whip, only to be caught on the rebound with a BANG!}

Eric Hardy: ANOTHER BANG! And Steve Awesome is down!

Willy Carter: Oh No!

{Kanyon is fired up and awaits Gib to turn and face him. Kanyon charges, but Gib sidesteps Kanyon, and Kanyon goes tumbling to the floor. Gib crawls on top of a downed Burns for the 1...2.....3!}

Eric Hardy: Gib did it!

Dave Holland: How does the old man keep doing it?

Willy Carter: This is absurd!

{Gib slowly gets to his feet as his hand is raised and "I wanna Rock" plays again. Gib is breathing heavily, but smiles as he is handed his Tag team title and slowly exits the ring.}

Eric Hardy: How in the world did Gib pull that off?

Dave Holland: that old timer is crafty, no doubt about it.

{ Head to commerical as Gib slowly walks up the ramp, title held high. }

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
MATCH FIVE
Xander Famularo v Will Washington
Singles Match
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Eric Hardy: We're back and this next match could have some major implications on World title scene.

Dave Holland: A former World Champion taking on a top contender? Couldn't ask for anything better than this.

Willy Carter: Except for maybe more women?

Eric Hardy: Why can't you ever except that not everything in nCw has to have breasts attached to it to make it interesting for the fans?

Willy Carter: Because I don't honestly believe that's true.

Dave Holland: Maybe not for you, as for Hardy, myself and the crowd? I think we're pretty excited about this next match.

{Potions by Puscifer begins to play, Xander walks to the ring and awaits his opponent}

Eric Hardy: Xander is a former World champion who I'm sure would love to get another title shot.

Dave Holland: As a man who has been in his position before, you can never have held the world title too many times.

{The lights in the arena go dark and the crowd anticipation amplifies. ‘Battle of Heroes’ by John Williams hits throughout the arena, giving us an epic feel, before a single spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp. Will Washington steps out into the spotlight and soaks in it’s rays. After a moment of this, Will throws a punch and an explosion of pyrotechnics goes off on each side of the spotlight, and the arena lights come back on. Will looks to both sides of the crowd before smirking and starting down the ramp.}

Amber Ashe: “Making his way to the ring..... From Cambridge, Massachusetts..... Weighing in at two hundred and thirty-two pounds.… ‘The Patriotic Paragon’… Will Washington!”

{Washington walks down the ramp with a certain swagger as the feeling of superiority washes over him. He reaches the arena steps and walks up them before turning around to play to the crowd. Our hero turns back around and wipes his boots on the outside ring apron before stepping through the ropes. He climbs to the top turnbuckle and smirks out towards the fans before dropping back down and removing his dog tags, handing them to someone at ringside. Washington looks backs into a corner and stands there, getting loose while waiting for the match to start.}

Willy Carter: Washington is my boy tonight. If there is anyone who deserves a shot at Berto it's this guy.

Eric Hardy: What makes you say that?

Willy Carter: Dunno, probably cause you guys would rather him not win?

Eric Hardy: Always have to side against us, huh?

Willy Carter: Pretty much.

{ The bell sounds and we're off. Xander marches out of his corner and looks to lock up with Washington who laughs it off and dances around the ring a little bit. Xander watches him with a cold eye as Washington swipes for Xander's legs once or twice but the big man moves out of the way and shakes his head at Washington. Xander finally makes a move for Washington but Will ducks underneath the big mans arms and hits him with stiff forearm shot to the back. Xander stumbles and Will rams him hard into the turn buckles then leg sweeps him out of the corner. Washington is quick to mount Xander and hit him with five big right hands before the ref pulls him off. }

Dave Holland: Will is playing it smart tonight, avoiding the big man's power moves is the only way Will is going to win this match.

Eric Hardy: It's a smart game plan, Will can't match Xander move for move, not with his overall size advantage.

{ Will gets up and gloats for a second as Xander pulls himself together. Xander reaches his hands and knees and Will drives a stiff knee into the side of Xander's head then grabs him by the neck, pulls him up, snap mares him to the mat and sends a stiff shin kick to the back of Xander. From there Will locks in a rear chin lock and wrenches back hard. Xander refuses to give up this early into the match and powers his way to his feet and begins hitting Will with elbow after elbow until he breaks the hold. Xander hits a bit discus clothes line then bounces off the ropes and looks for another but Washington quickly dodges it and catches Xander with a swinging neck breaker and a quick cover. 1! 2! KICK OUT! }

Willy Carter: DAMN! No way, that was three.

Eric Hardy: It wasn't even close Willy but Washington is definitely wearing Xander down here.

Dave Holland: He's playing it smart and keeping Xander grounded.

{ Washington pulls Xander up to his feet and drives a couple of knees into the mid section of the big man then drops him with a double arm ddt. Washington floats over onto the back of Xander and looks to lock him into another rear chin lock. He wrenches back even hard theis time but Xander begins to fight his way out of it. Xander pushes himself up onto his hands and kness and manages to actually get back to a vertical base. Xander breaks free from the hold with another elbow shot. Washington tries to sneak around Xander but Xander nails a huge right hand that he calls the widowmaker followed by a hard clothes line that sends both men down. }

Dave Holland: Washington has definitely taken a lot out of Xander here in the early goings of this match.

Eric Hardy: Both men are fighting to get back at Roberto Verona and that world title, this match is far from over.

{ Xander is up first, Will is right behind him but Xander kicks him hard in the gut and then tosses him like a rag doll into the corner. Xander plows into Washington with everything he's got with a big splash in the corner. He takes Will by the neck and choke tosses him onto his back. Washington takes the opportunity to roll himself out of the ring and re group. Xander doesn't care and follows Will right out of the ring. The ref begins his count as Will tries to get away from the big man. He rolls back into the ring and proceeds to stomp on Xander as he re enters the ring. Xander fights through the stomps and grabs Will by the throat and rams him up against the ropes and screams in his face "VERONA IS MINE!" Xander rears back for another Widowmaker but Washington spits right in his face! Xander claws at his eyes and makes the mistake of turning his back on Washington... }

Willy Carter: CAMBRIDGE CALLING!!!!

{ Xander is down and Will is quick to cover. 1! 2! KICK OUT! Washington doesn't care. He pulls Xander up and whips him hard into the turn buckles. Washington sprints at Xander full speed, Xander moves, Will runs up the turn buckles and flips off with STAB AND SLICE!!! Washington covers again. 1! 2! KICK OUT! }

Eric Hardy: Two back to back close calls for Xander.

Dave Holland: Washington wants another shot at Verona as bad as Xander wants a little pay back.

Eric Hardy: Right now Washington has a big advantage. Xander has taken a lot of punishment.

{ Washington gloats as he stands up. He takes his time, too much time and begins lining up his next shot, The Coup d’Etat. Xander uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet. Washington comes at him, Xander swings with all he's got with another Widowmaker and sends Washington flying into the turnbuckles and then back flipping up and over the ropes where he staggers and falls to the outside. Xander falls over from the raw power behind his own punch as Will lays knocked out on the out side of the ring. }

Willy Carter: Holy crap! That punch was epic!

Eric Hardy: A swung the match back in Xander's favor if he can manage to capitalize on it.

{ Xander takes a few moments to regroup as Will just lays on the outside. The ref reaches the count of eight before Xander rolls out after him. Xander reaches down and drags Will up by his hair, he hoists him up onto his shoulder and smiles a sick grin as he turns toward the ring post. Xander sends Will flying like a HARPOON! Straight into the ring post and immediately opens him up across the forehead from the impact. The ref screams at Xander as he rips Will up off the mat and rolls him into the ring. Xander takes his time rolling in after him and hooks a leg as he covers Will. 1! 2! KICK OUT! }

Willy Carter: Seriously!?

Dave Holland: Will Washington has a lot of fight in him.

Eric Hardy: Both these men do, almost to a fault.

{ Xander grins, almost like he's happy Will kicked out. He pulls Will up off the mat, picks him up by the neck and plants him with a Bubba bomb in the center of the ring. Xander gets back to his feet, hits the ropes and splashes Will right in the center of the ring. Xander leans over Washington, smiling at the wound he opened up and then looks to the corner. He grabs Will by the hair again, rips him off the mat and pulls him up onto his shoulders in power bomb position. Will comes to life and unloads several punches into the face of Xander! }

Willy Carter: Come on Will! You got this!

Eric Hardy: We could be seeing the beginning of the end for one of these men!

{ Xander charges at the corner but Will manages to slip down his back. Xander plows into the turn buckles. Will spins him around but Xander drives a boot into the gut of Will and hits him with a quick sit down power bomb right there! Xander covers. 1! 2! KICK OUT! Xander picks Will up, throws him hard into the corner and unloads five quick body shots before stepping up onto the second rope and drive ten big right hands into the face of Will Washington! Xander climbs to the top rope as Will staggers out of the corner. Washington turns as Xander comes off the top with a gigantic clothes line! }

Dave Holland: Xander is pulling out all the stops tonight!

{ Xander covers Will again, 1! 2! KICK OUT! Xander slaps the mat as he gets to his feet. He paces around the ring as Washington tries to get up. Xander charges Will as he reaches his feet but Washington ducks the clothes line, hits the ropes and as the two of them come flying back toward each other Will hits a big cross body block as Xander hits a huge shoulder block! }

Eric Hardy: OH MY GOD! Both men just took each other!

Dave Holland: That looked incredibly painful.

Eric Hardy: I wouldn't of wanted to be either of those men.

{ Both men are out, flat on the mat. The ref begins counting. Xander slowly rolls over and starts to get up. Washington is doing the same. The ref reaches the count of seven and both men get to their feet. Xander throws a right but Will blocks and connects with his own. Will throws a right that Xander blocks and then connects with one of his own. Both men begin unloading rights and lefts on each other in the middle of the ring. Xander gets the upper hand here and drops Will with a left. Will gets right back up, catches Xander's right arm, twists it around his back and then sweeps his legs out from under him while still keeping the rear wrist lock locked in! }

Dave Holland: Will going back to what gave him the early advantage here.

Willy Carter: I feel like I should change who I'm rooting for but... But... I'm so confused!

{ Xander isn't going to tap, Will releases the hold and gets to his feet. Xander pulls himself up and Will is right on him with some clubbing blows over his back before driving a knee into his ribs. Will looks for another hard ddt but Xander pushes him off. Will charges at him again but Xander boots Will in the gut and rips him up onto his shoulders into power bomb position again! }

Eric Hardy: MUSHROOM CLOUD!

{ Xander charges at the corner and sends Washington flying into the turn buckles. He quickly pulls his limp body far from the ropes and covers. 1! 2! 3!!!! }

Amber Ashe: And your winner... XANDER FAMULARO!!!!!

Dave Holland: You've got to believe Verona is watching and possibly a little bit worried after what he saw here tonight.

Eric Hardy: Xander is no laughing matter.

Dave Holland: Absolutely not.

{ Xander glares coldly toward the back as his music plays. }

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
MAIN EVENT
The Ace & Roberto Verona v Joe Everyman & Andrew Jacobsen
Tag Team Match
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Eric Hardy: Next up is our main event and two of the fans favourites have a chance to knock off the two big male champions. Least we can pray they do.

Willy Carter: You’re really incapable of getting over slights aren’t you Hardy?

Dave Holland: Erm, ladies, if you can contain yourselves for just a moment….

{ Live To Rise by Soundgarden starts blasting over the PA system. Pyros are going off on the stage all over the place. Joe Everyman then comes out onto the stage. Joe walks down the ramp while holding their arms up towards the crowd, who has a mixed but mostly face reaction. Joe then comes to the end of the ramp and does a standing jump onto the apron. Joe then climbs into the ring through the ropes and looks around in the crowd and hold up his arm. Then loud blue pyros shoot from the ring posts. Joe then stands and waits. }

Amber Ashe: Introducing first, from Washington D.C., Joe Everyman!

Eric Hardy: Joe is out for the world title for the first time in his long career, but can he book a spot in the main event at A Night to Remember?

Willy Carter: No.

Dave Holland: Joe needs to win the Coliseum first which is no mean task, though he has made a good showing of himself to place himself into serious consideration in recent weeks.

{ A loud air raid siren splits the air as the main guitar riff of "Indestructible" hits, and Andrew Jacobsen comes striding out onto the ramp. He takes a few steps forward, looking to either side. Andrew looks dead ahead at the ring, making a gun shape with his hand, and pulls his thumb across his throat as a mass of red and green pyro goes off behind him. Jacobsen walks down the ramp, staring dead at the ring, and pulls himself up onto the apron. He climbs through the second rope and walks to a corner, checking his gloves as he waits for the match to start.}

Amber Ashe: And his partner, from Minnesota, Minneapolis, Andrew Jacobsen!

Dave Holland: Andrew is looking for a measure of revenge over Verona here tonight and indeed the Ace too.

Willy Carter: He is going to get splattered across the ring like a chump.

Eric Hardy: I hope he drives his boot firmly into both their faces frankly.

{ The opening trumpet brings the lights of the arena down to pitch black, and as the soft piano kicks in, our attention is drawn to the twinkling yellow diamond made up itself of shimmering diamonds as it shines bright in the darkness, providing just enough illumination to make out the four Aces. As the lyrics to 'Skyfall' by Adele kick in, a s single white spotlight eliminates the circular platform that The Ace is stood upon with his back towards us, the platform is decorated to look like a roulette wheel. Slowly it spins a full one-eighty degrees and as the chorus is reached and we see The Ace facing us with the National Championship around his waist, the lights in the arena start to flash yellow and cards begin to fall from the rafters. The Ace waits a moment before stepping off the platform and grasping the hand of Kathleen Conway, who is carrying her husband's steel rake in one hand and the couple proudly walk through the shower of falling cards, hand in hand. At the foot of the ramp, the cards stop falling as the couple share a kiss. The Ace then confidently struts over to the steel steps as Kathy remains at ringside, armed. The Ace climbs the steel steps towards the ropes and steps through them. He walks over to the adjacent turnbuckle, unhooking his title belt and climbing the second rope. He raises both arms in the air, the belt dangling from his right hand. The Ace then climbs down and he walks to the middle of the ring, removing his jacket as the song fades, the lights return to normal... }

Amber Ashe: And their opponents, first from Birmingham, England, he is the King of NCW, Jake Conway.

Dave Holland: Jake Conway defended his belt at Crossroads and you can tell how proud he is to be National champion.

Willy Carter: Can you blame him? Ace is all class.

Eric Hardy: Class? Really? He might have ended Nathan Webb’s career last week.

{ The lights in the arena all go out at "King of the World" by Porcelain and the Tramps begins to blare out of the PA system. Spotlights begin to scan the crowd before fixating on a figure at the top of the stage which is revealed to be Roberto Verona, his head bowed towards the floor. As boos being to resonate around the arena Verona raises his head, the NCW World Championship wrapped around his waist, and he begins a slow methodical march down the ramp, the spotlight following him as golden pyro rains down from above on the stage. Verona stares with disgust at the crowd who heckle him as he approaches the ring, but he doesn't react to them. As he reaches the steps he slowly ascends them before walking towards the middle of the ring apron, turning around to look into the crowd one last time before looking up and closing his eyes as he stretches his arms out wide and basks in the abuse. After indulging himself Verona climbs into the ring, raising the NCW World Championship high above his head as he awaits the beginning of the match. }

Amber Ashe: Introducing to you the NCW World Champion and the Saviour of New Championship Wrestling, please cordially welcome, from Firenze, Italy, Roberto Verona.

Eric Hardy: Here comes the biggest sleezeball of them all.

Willy Carter: Bitterness isn’t an attractive trait Hardy.

Dave Holland: Verona is on course to equalling the reigns of the greatest champions in company history, but he is determined to go one better, but can he do it?

{ Verona looks around the arena with contempt as he is heckled and booed by the capacity crowd as Jake Conway whispers tactics in his ear, Verona nodding in acknowledgement. Joe and Andrew complete their own discussion which see’s Joe make his way to the apron and Andrew prepare to start the match for his own team. As Jake and Roberto finish talking it is the veteran who makes way, leaving the two new champions facing off in the ring as they stare one another down. The referee calls for the bell and Andrew and Verona begin to pace in circles around the ring as the crowd pour their scorn on the world champion, willing on Andrew to knock him clean off his feet. }

Dave Holland: Looks like we’re start with a chance for Andrew’s redemption here tonight.

Eric Hardy: Here’s hoping Andrew wipes that smug look off Verona’s face.

Willy Carter: Dayum Hardy, did Verona reject your valentines card or something?

{ As the pair pace around little bit more than are suddenly in their respective corners and in one swift move Verona stands up, turns around and tags in Jake Conway who laughs devilishly as the crowd let their displeasure at Verona’s pompous avoidment of conflict known as he climbs through the ropes and looks out into the crowd, grinning as he hears some of the less colourful language used to describe him. }

Willy Carter: See this is why Verona has an IQ of well over 200, he played Andrew for a complete fool for like what, the eighth time?

Eric Hardy: And you have an IQ well under 20.

Dave Holland: A tactical withdrawal from our champion there, he isn’t an idiot, it will all be a part of the gameplan.

{ Andrew shakes his head as he and Jake lock up in the middle of the ring but the King of NCW overpowers him and managed to pushes him backwards, sending Andrew rolling across the ring, though he quickly gets back to his feet to stare down Jake who mocks him and offers a come get me plea with both of his hands. Andrew obliges but he soon regrets this descision as he walks into a stiff right hook which sends him staggering backwards but just as Jake believes he has the upper hand Andrew manages to drive an elbow into his gut to halt his momentum. Jake shakes off the damage but he is soon felled by a ferocious enziguri from Andrew which sends him tumbling to the mat to the fans delight. }

Eric Hardy: A good start from the plucky Andrew Jacobsen who is a very talented in ring performer.

Dave Holland: He has a passionate partner tonight too, could be a good match.

Willy Carter: Oh and you guys heckle me for kissing ass?

{ Jake gets back to his feet and swings a furious clothesline at Andrew but he has it spotted and he managed to duck under the offence, turn back round to hit a spinning back kick which takes Jake off his feet once again. Andrew wastes no time seizing his opportunity as he hoists Jake up and whips him against the ropes, waiting for him to rebound before hitting him with a flying cross body block which takes both men down to the mat. Spotting that Jake is well placed, Andrew leaps up, hops onto the nearby ropes and he hits a Lionsault on Jake before going for an early cover. 1….2..NO! Jake gets a big shoulder up as Andrew smiles to himself. }

Willy Carter: Come on Jake, you can beat this guy.

Eric Hardy: Andrew can beat him too.

Dave Holland: Andrew looking good here against the grizzled veteran Jake Conway, but you can bet your bottom dollar that he has something up his sleeve to get back into this if Andrew leaves just a small gap.

{ Andrew picks Jake up and he hits a spinning kick to the stomach to force Jake to keel over clutching his gut before Jacobsen lands a few elbow strikes to the back of his head, sending him down to one knee. Then Andrew steps back and jumps, hitting a standing dropkick to the face of Jake which sends him down to the mat before Jacobsen leaps up and drops a leg across Jake’s throat before flipping up onto his feet, letting out a joyful scream as he feels the adrenaline rush through his veins, much to the delight of the crowd who love him. Andrew smiles as he sits Jake up before taking a few steps back where he proceeds to step forward and land a kick right to the spine of Conway who arches his back in pain before rolling back onto the mat, kicking it with a foot to try and divert his attention away from his back. }

Dave Holland: Andrew looking very impressive here.

Willy Carter: Jake is making him look good, obviously.

Eric Hardy: Jacobsen is a former World Champion, I am not surprised by his showing tonight.

{ Hoisting Jake back up again Andrew locks him under one arm in a DDT position before dragging him over to his corner where he tags in Joe Everyman, who gladly hops into the ring and plants a boot right to the ribs of Jake Conway, to the happiness of the crowd who chant “Welcome Back” in small pockets, bringing a wry grin from the Hall of Famer. Ensuring that Jake doesn’t get back into the match Joe lands a few fists to the side of his head which eventually knocks the King of NCW down to the mat, leaving Joe to stalk him readying himself for his next piece of offence. As Jake slowly gets back to his feet he is dropped back down with a front dropkick. Lifting Jake back up Joe whips him into the ropes and charges at him, landing a tornado DDT to Jake who is quickly becoming isolated. }

Eric Hardy: Joe Everyman is showing just why he feels he should get a shot at Verona.

Willy Carter: Jake is just biding his time, just you wait and see.

Dave Holland: Conway is taking a beating, but Jake is a mastermind, he only needs that one chance and he will make these two pay.

{ Joe jumps back up and plants a few kicks into the torso of Conway who does his best to shield himself but he is finally reprieved by the referee who pulls Joe off of him and proceeds to give him a warning. Realising he is treading in thin ice Joe lifts Jake up but the plucky Conway manages to push Joe off of him into the ropes near his partner Verona who, to the dismay of the audience drives his knee through the ropes into the back of Joe who clutches it in pain as Jake exploits the opening to drop Joe with a DDT. The crowd boo as Roberto walks off with his arms in the air declaring his innocence as Jake rips Joe up off of the mat before dropping him straight back down with a Russian Leg Sweep before jumping up and taunting the crowd. }

Eric Hardy: Jake Conway gets back into this, courtesy of a little underhanded team work.

Dave Holland: You may not like them Hardy, but all it took was one opening and Jake and Verona combined to find a way back into this with a moment of ease.

Willy Carter: And the natural order is restored.

{ After finishing indulging himself Jake picks Joe back up and places him in his corner before taking a few steps back before running forward and hitting him with a running big boot which connects powerfully with the jaw of Joe Everyman. Joe slumps down in the corner as Jake pushes his boot into his throat until the referee finishes his count as Conway stops just before he is pulled off and he walks away ignoring the protestations of the referee before turning back around and running at Joe to put another boot across his face. Looking around the crowd who begin to boo heavily he points at his partner Verona, only to hear the crowd up the volume as they rain down their disapproval. Jake extends a hand to Verona and moments before they look like are going to tag he pulls his hand away, wagging a finger before mouthing “I am not going to give you want you want” as Verona laughs on the apron. }

Eric Hardy: These two are enjoying this far too much, playing with the crowds emotions.

Willy Carter: And why not? These fools just want to see our World Champion get hurt, they should be grateful to see a team of the calibre of Verona and Conway.

Dave Holland: All of this theatrics may end up backfiring on them, they need to be careful to avoid that. Joe and Andrew have proven themselves tonight.

{ Picking Joe up out of the corner Jake starts to pull him back into the middle of the ring but Everyman tries to struggle his way out of his grip but just as he looks to be enjoying a revival Jake stamps his authority back in the match by driving an elbow into the spine of Everyman who crumples back to the mat. Lifting Joe up he whips him into the ropes and as Everyman rebounds he manages to hit a Tilt O Whirl Backbreaker before going for the cover. 1…..2…NO! Joe gets a shoulder up before he goes to clutch his back which is evidently hurting him. }

Willy Carter: The Ace showing everyone that class is permanent.

Eric Hardy: It pains me to say this but Jake is taking Joe apart systematically, perhaps Joe is still feeling the effects of his defeat at his hands two weeks ago?

Dave Holland: Perhaps, but if Joe wants to be a major player he has to become much more mentally strong.

{ Jake shakes his head in frustration before getting himself back up off of the mat where he begins to stalk his way around Joe mocking him and demanding that he get “his ass back up”, taking the opportunity to slap him around the back of the head a few times. This seems to stir Joe back to some level of consciousness as he slowly gets up, staggering to keep his balance but as Jake comes barrelling forward to try and hit a clothesline Joe ducks, turns and connects with a vicious enziguri to the face of Conway who drops to the mat like a brick as Joe lands quite hard himself, leaving both men laid flat out on the mat. Suddenly the crowd are on their feet as the pair gradually claw their way towards their partners, the audience willing Joe to make the tag as Verona shouts at Jake to bring him into the match. Finally both men leap forward and connect with a tag each as Verona climbs into the ring whilst Andrew leaps over the ropes, allowing the other two men to take a breather. }

Willy Carter: Here comes the Champ!

Eric Hardy: Comeon Andrew, take his head off!

Dave Holland: I think Verona has broken you Eric…

{ Andrew charges at Verona and leaps in the air to try and connect with a clothesline but Verona rolls under the shot and continues his momentum to slide out of the ring to avoid conflict with Andrew, but Jacobsen has other ideas as he hits the opposite ropes and comes charging towards Roberto, leaping over the top rope! But Roberto dodges at the last minute as Andrew crashes face first into the announce table. Verona lets out a breath of relief whilst smiling and pointing to his skull to indicate how wise he was to “lure” Andrew in. Lifting up his opponent his rolls him back in the ring before following him. }

Dave Holland: Verona is finally getting involved in this match, but he is still dodging the decisive shot the crowd are begging for, but then that is why he is the champ, he doesn’t let himself get hurt needlessly.

Willy Carter: He lulled Andrew into a false sense of security yet again.

Eric Hardy: Andrew will recover, mark my words.

{ Roberto drops an elbow across the back of Andrew’s head to keep him grounded before dragging him into the middle of the ring and flipping him onto his back. Leaping into the air he drops with a knee into the temple of Andrew Jacobsen who clutches his head in pain as Verona assesses his next move. He is however quickly prompted into action as Andrew gets onto one knee but as soon as he rose up, he planted back down when Verona runs and drives another knee into his face. Verona stops at the ropes, grabbing them as he grins into the crowd who jump from their seats to share their opinions of him as he waves away their criticism to return to the prone body of Andrew. }

Eric Hardy: He makes me sick….

Willy Carter: Fantastic, finally we might get rid of you. Doctor, stretcher for Hardy!

Dave Holland: Verona is in control here, but Andrew isn’t out of this.

{ Verona returns to Andrew and lifts him up before he goes behind him and locks him into position for a german suplex, which he lands, before lifting Andrew up for two more in quick succession before he goes for a bridged pin. 1….2…NO! Andrew kicks out of the pin attempt much to Verona’s dismay who shakes a head as he berates the referee for doing a “terrible job”. Roberto picks himself up as he drags Andrew away from the ropes by the legs and he holds both of his legs for a moments before looking around at the crowd and locking in the Inquisition sharpshooter! But before he can get it in properly Andrew manages to get a boot to the gut of Verona which pushes him back slightly much to the delight of the crowd and gives Andrew the opening he wanted to drag himself to his corner and to leap to tag in Joe Everyman who has recovered on the ring apron. }

Eric Hardy: Joe back into this match let’s see what he can do.

Dave Holland: Andrew realised he was getting controlled a little too much there and he used the wiles to get out of there to regroup

Willy Carter: How dare he kick our champion, who the hell does he think he is?

Dave Holland: Erm….Willy, Verona is in a wrestling match you know? He has had some hellacious matches in the past and never whined once.

{ Joe climbs into the ring ready to face his old friend who backs off a little to let his opponent have a bit of room to walk back into the ring. Just as Joe is read to lunge however “Battle of Heros” by John Williams begins to blast out of the speakers halting him in his tracks as Verona looks over his shoulder to see the figure of Will Washington standing on the stage much to the champions bemusement. Everyman looks back at Andrew who has recovered a little on the apron and Everyman tags him back in so he can have a crack at Verona. }

Eric Hardy: What is Washington doing out here?

Willy Carter: Security, get this man away from the champ!

Dave Holland: These two have a little unfinished business to attend to…

{ Doing his best to take his eyes off Washington who slowly walks down the ramp and spotting his chance Roberto charges at Andrew but he is thwarted by Jacobsen who grabs the top rope and yanks it down to send Verona flying out of the ring and to the ring mat below much to the delight of the audience who cheer as he lands hard. Andrew almost thinks about following Verona but before he can do Jake has entered the ring as the referee is distracted by Will and he hits a low blow on Andrew which sends him to his knees. Jake then leaves the ring as Roberto recovers on the outside, stomping to the set of chairs next to the ring bell where he yanks his title belt out of the hands of the assistant who was looking after it. Jake see’s this and he catches the referee’s attention as Verona rolls back into the ring. }

Eric Hardy: Oh come on, referee don’t play into their hands. Andrew was already hurt from a terrible low blow.

Willy Carter: Time to finish this match so my main men can get back to enjoying themselves away from these people who do not appreciate them.

Dave Holland: Jake is looking to cause a distraction here so Verona can pounce, a sly strategy but one that can work….


JAKE AND VERONA WIN

{ The crowd are in uproar as Roberto Verona begins to stalk Andrew, willing him to his feet as he clutches his NCW World Championship in his hands whilst Jake distracts the official. As Andrew is left defenceless in the ring as Will yanks Joe off the apron just as Roberto prepares to strike and take advantage of the situation. Eventually Andrew is on his feet and as he turns Verona prepares to pounce but in a blaze of speed Will slides into the ring and pushes Andrew straight into the title belt facefirst as Roberto stands in the middle of the ring utterly stunned. Will then smirks and rolls out of the ring as Jake looks just as confused as Roberto, the latter suddenly realising that he has a weapon in his hand as the referee turns slowly back around. Verona panics and drops the belt as he slides it hurriedly under the ropes before dropping and covering Andrew as the referee drops to his knees, 1……2……3!!! Roberto Verona and Jake Conway manage to pick up a victory here, although it didn’t quite go to plan. }

Eric Hardy: Verona taking advantage of Washington’s interference, but he doesn’t look too pleased about that.

Willy Carter: Who cares, the rightful winners have been proclaimed!

Dave Holland: Washington appears to be trying to get into Roberto’s head here and I think it may have worked.

{ Roberto gets to his feet as Jake hopes down to the mat, picking up the world title before sliding into the ring to hand Verona his championship belt before the pair practically force the referee to lift their arms up in the air, Verona hoisting up the belt with one hand as the crowd are absolutely livid at what they have just seen. Both men tug their arms away from the referee before shaking hands and sharing a good laugh as the official takes time to attend to Andrew who is gradually coming to having realised what just happened. }

Dave Holland: Jake and Verona clearly enjoying themselves, but I have a feeling their mood might be about to change….

{ As Jake and Verona exchange hurried and confused words amongst their boasting, trying to figure out exactly what one earth Will is up to the plucky Washington has returned back to the top of the ramp with a microphone in his hand and a big grin across his face. }

Will Washington: Hey, Roberto, you don’t look too happy, what’s the matter? I told you that I wouldn’t let your forget about me and I took advice from your shining example by proving that words have to be backed up by actions. I want my second chance at you and if I don’t get it, I am going to keep making sure I get my message through until you change your mind….

{ Verona shakes his head, clearly disagreeing with the proposal. }

Will Washington: Oh, and before I forget, you two really ought to spend a little time worrying about me and a little more time worrying about….

{ Will smiles before pointing a finger down to the ring. }

Will Washington: Them.

{ Suddenly Jake and Roberto both turn around and before they have a chance to react the boots of Joe Everyman and Andrew Jacobsen connect with both their jaws respectively as the crowd erupts. Both the two villains rolls out under the bottom ropes to avoid further blemish to their character as Verona props himself up on the ring apron, scowling up the ramp at Will whilst clutching his jaw he is clearly seething with rage. }

Eric Hardy: Finally somebody has knocked the peacock off his perch.

Willy Carter: Washington is going to pay for this.

Dave Holland: Will may have just sealed his date with destiny at Sovereign, but he may have also just sealed his own fate. Tune in next week folks, this isn’t the end of the story, not by a long shot!

{The copyright logo appears in the bottom corner as Joe and Andrew shake hands in the ring, closing on a shot of Will Washington smiling at his handiwork as Roberto and Jake tend to their wounds, the former staring daggers up at the man who has just staked his claim at a shot at the biggest prize in the game. }