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Live From The Wachovia Center in Philadelphia, PA.

The Great Malinko vs. Joe Gunn
(Standard Match)

[The entrance clouds with smoke and South West Voodoo hits as The Great Malinko makes his way through the fog to the ring.]

Phil: Well here’s the clown prince, lets see if he can make the Gunn man laugh into submission.

Joe Gunn comes out of the crowd with the crowd in shock at seeing him that close, he gets in the ring and the bell rings.

Steve: Gunn came out of nowhere and looks focused.

Gunn rushes toward TGM, but TGM ducks quickly and trips Gunn. As he falls, TGM stands back in a ready position. Gunn angrily stands up and rushes at TGM again. As he meets up with Gunn, TGM brings up his right arm to wrap it across his throat, but just before impact Gunn ducks under the Clothesline, leaving TGM skidding to a stop. As he turns around the warrior of a man is met with a stiff kick to the gut that doubles him over. Again Gunn turns around, reaches back and takes TGM down with another Snapmare, this time nailing him between the shoulder blades with a Dropkick after sitting him up. TGM rolls away, holding his back, but is soon back on his feet. Feeling good about himself, Gunn walks up to his fierce opponent, but to his surprise is met with a stiff right-handed punch he never sees coming. He takes a staggering step back, but TGM keeps up the pressure, nailing him with three hooks to the mid-section in a fast succession.

Steve: Look at Malinko just taking it to Gunn.

Gunn in his attempts to get away from his opponent soon finds himself at the ropes TGM grabs his arm and Irish whips him across the ring. As he rebounds off the ropes Gunn is caught by TGM who scoops him up and pivots around, driving him into the canvas with a Power slam. TGM practically jumps back to his feet, runs to the ropes and rebounds off them to jump at his opponent, then drops an elbow on Gunn's throat. The powerless man grabs at his throat as TGM stands back up, looking down at his opponent with a wicked grin on his face. TGM glances at the ropes and grins again as he runs at them to rebound and deliver another Elbow Drop. This time Gunn sees it coming though, and rolls away from his opponent, TGM's elbow hitting nothing but canvas. TGM and Gunn locked up using a test of strength. TGM tried to get the upper hand by shoving Gunn into a corner, but TGM was less resilient and used his knee to gain leverage by switching the around forcing Gunn into the corner and began to unload vicious right hands onto the weakened wrestler. Malinko with a bronco buster now.

Steve: Ridem Cowboy!

Malinko picks up Gunn and nails his Tilt-a-Whirl as the ref counts...

1...

2...

3!!!

Phil: And Mailnko pulls out the win, a match both men needed badly.

Winner: The Great Malinko

Derek Richardson vs. Christian Cage
(Hardcore Title Match)

[The bells begin to ring as "Hells Bells" blasts over the PA system. Moments later, Rumpke comes walking out through the curtain. Then Rumpke walks down to the ring and climbs in.]

Amanda Summers: And his opponent, he is the reigning SFT Hardcore Champion...CHHRISTIAN CAAAGE!!

[The arena is plunged into darkness, but a with a gold spotlight shining down on the stage directly in front of the video wall.
The opening notes of "King Of My World" by Saliva echo over the arena's PA system, and as the song reaches it's first chorus, Christian Cage walks out and stands underneath the spotlight, with his back to the ring and to a deafening negative reaction (interspersed with "asshole" chants from the crowd). Cage stretches his arms out to his sides, level with his shoulders, so as to assume a crucifix position, and as he does so, it triggers a series of pyrotechnic explosions on either side of him. As the smoke from the pyro dies away, Cage turns to face the ring and begins a slow, purposeful strut down the aisle. When he reaches the ring, Cage slides underneath the bottom rope and proceeds to climb to the top of each of the four turnbuckles in succession, assuming the crucifix position again at the top of each. After climbing down from the last turnbuckle, Cage goes back to his corner and slowly removes his designer sunglasses, staring straight into the eyes of his opponent. Cage then removes the chain around his neck, and finally his black t-shirt, revealing his toned, muscular upper body.]

Phil: This is going to be one hell of a battle. Christian Cage, and Derek Richardson has began proving themselves to SFT once again.

Steve: Yes they have, and I beleive that neither one of these two are going to give up without one hell of a fight.

Phil: You aren't kidding.

The bell rings and both men walk up to each other, and shake hands. Then they back off a little, Rumpke gets in his boxing stance, as Christian holds both of his hands out with open palms, he's ready for Rumpke to strike, and thats what Rumpke does. He throws a jab with his right hand, but Christian knocks his hand out of the way which slightly throws Rumpke off. Cage takes advantage of that and drills him on the left side of his chin. Derek takes a step back from the blow, and Cage goes for another one, but Rumpke blocks it, and throws two quick jabs to Christian's nose. The two little jabs knock Cage's head back a little, but he takes them. Of course, their jabs! Cage comes right back and grapples up with Derek. Derek quickly takes his left foot, places it infront of Cages right leg, then quickly places his right foot on the right foot on the back of Cage's knee, and presses down really hard to get Christian on one knee. In a flash Rumpke delivers a hard cresent kick to Cage's face, and that blow knocks him down ont he ground. Rumpke goes to do some Mudd Stompin, but Cage catches his foot the first time, and hits with a sweeper kick that knocks Rumpke down on his back. Cage quickly jumps up, and onto Rumpke. He begins pounding Rumpke in the face, left after right, and a few other times until Rumpke lifts his legs up, grabs Cages shoulders, and pushes the larger sized man to the ground with all of his strength. Then Rumpke returns the favor. He jumps on Cage, and starts pounding him in the face for a few times, and then he gest up to his feet, and slides to the outside of the ring to grab something under the ring.

Phil: What is Rumpke doing?

Steve: My first guess would be he's getting a weapon, It is a hardcore match.

Phil: Hardcore Title match to be exact.

Anyways back to the match we go. Cage has just got up to see that Rumpke is reaching under the ring. Rumpke is trying to focus his bad vision while looking for what he wants. He finally decides fuck it, and begins throwing every available item out. Those items consist of a table, steel chair, lead pipe, tire iron, and even a few bottles of whisky! Cage runs at Rumpke, and hits him with a baseball slide that sends Rumpke into the guard rails. Cage is now outside, and picks up a bottle of Beam! He looks at the bottle, smiles, and breaks the bottle over his head.

Steve: He used Rumpke's own weapon against him!

Phil: Now he knows what it feels like. Maybe he wont use it anymore

Steve: Are you serious? Rumpke's been in plenty of bar fights, and you know how them animals are. They use bottles alot. Trust me, he's been hit with them before, and won't stop using them on other people. I bet he's too drunk to realize what happened, or didnt even feel it. I mean come on the man is still standing up!

Phil: Yeah, your probably right about both comments...

Back to the match.. Rumpke is still standing with a dazed and confused look after that bottle shot from Christian. Cage reaches down and grabs the last bottle of alcohol. Rumpkes eyes turn wide as he see's his last bottle go in the air. Obviously he will recognize that even if his vision is blurry. Cage swings the bottle but Rumpke blocks it, and then does some karate move with Cage's wrist, and slams him on the ground. Rumpke opens the bottle, and takes a huge drink of it, then twists the lid back on, slides it under the ring, and picks up a tire iron. Cage is on his hands and knee's working his way back up to his feet. Rumpke grabs his crock with both hands, after that he flips Cage off, and then nails Cage in the back of the head with the tire iron. Cage goes back to the ground. After taunting for several minutes Richardson nails Cage once again in the lower back with the tire iron. Derek throws the iron out of the ring. Richardson turns his attention back to the fallen Christian Cage and starts stomping away at his lower back.

Steve: Derek calls that a Mud Stomping!

Phil: Who cares.

Rumpke locks in a sharp shooter in the center of the ring. The ref checks in with Cage, he raises the limp arm of Christian and drops it once..........twice..............three times!! The ref calls for the bell.

Phil: That's it guys this one is over!

Steve: Great match, both men went to the limit.

Winner and new Hardcore Champion: Derek Richardson

Nick Kincaid vs. Nirvana
(Deathmatch Finale)

lSteve: Well it's time for the finals of the King of the Deathmatch tournament.

Phil: From the beginning of the tournament, we knew that Jeff King would be in the finals. But Nick Kincaid?

Steve: I know. It's a very long... long shot.

Phil: Regardless... the match is set.

[The ring announcer steps into the ring with note cards.]

Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall... and it is the finals of the 2005 King of the Deathmatch Tournament!

[The fans go wild.]

Ring Announcer: At this time, I would like to introduce the special guest commentators for this match-up... Slade Wilson and President Azreal!

Steve: What?!

[The two men walk out onto the stage wearing 2005 KOTDM tee shirts. They walk to the announcer's table and Azreal tells Phil and Steve to move. The usual announcers get up and sit by the time keeper's table while the special guests sit down and put on headsets.]

Azreal: Hello, sports fans. As expected, here we are to call all the crazy action of the King of the Deathmatch finals!

Slade Wilson: From the beginning, we have been promoting this as the biggest tournament to date. Tonight, it will all be over.

Ring Announcer: Making his way to the ring first... weighing in tonight at 248 pounds... hailing from Boston, Massachusetts... he is the reigning United States Heavyweight Champion... "THE NEAR FUTURE" NICK KINCAID!

["The Only" by Static X plays and the fans give a mixed reaction when they see "THE NEAR FUTURE IS TODAY..." on the StrikeTron. Blue lights flash on the stage and smoke rises from the center. Through the smoke, "Nick Kincaid walks out dressed in blue and silver shorts. Standing to his left is Johnny Legend and Jay Gamble is on his right. He stands in the center of the stage, head down for a moment before raising his head and his arms. As he starts to walk down the ramp, he turns around to his friends and motions for them to go backstage. They shrug and do as he asks. He then turns back around and sprints to the ring, slides under the bottom rope, and jumps to the top turnbuckle. He holds the U.S. Title high in the air as half of the people cheer, which is good enough for him.]

Azreal: The underdog in this contest for sure.
Slade Wilson: What makes you say that?

Azreal: He's a straight wrestler. You've heard him from the beginning: he hates garbage wrestling.

Slade Wilson: Then he's going to have a tough time against Nirvana...

[Nick waits in his corner with the U.S. Title over his shoulder as his music dies down.]

Ring Announcer: Coming to the ring next... weighing in tonight at 237 pounds... he hails from Osaka, Japan... The Godfather of

Darkness... The Lord of SFT... "NIRVANA" JEFF KING!
"He's gonna get you... "
"He's gonna kill you..."
"He's gonna make you pay..."
["Hurt" by Johnny Cash starts to play as images of tombstones appear on the StrikeTron and King's voice booms. The crowd boos as the arena goes pitch black. Images of a morgue show up on the screen and screams are heard. The fans turn their heads at the sight of bodies ripped apart, bodies crawling with maggots covering them. A single light shines onto the ramp as the pictures fade away.]
"Run from the Lord of SFT. It'll do you good..."
[The arena goes deep green as "Hurt" continues to play. A golden spotlight illuminates the entryway and the fans close to the stage cry out as blood rises from the ramp. Jeff King and Lucretia Black step out from the backstage area. Jeff is decked out in a perfectly tailored suit. The two start to walk down the ramp, hand in hand. As they get to the side of the ring, Jeff stares a whole through Nick. Eyes fixed on his opponent, Jeff walks up the ring steps and he steps under the top rope. He removes his overcoat and tie before unbuttoning the top button of his long sleeve white shirt. Lucretia walks up the steps and she waits on the other side of the ropes. King still has his eyes on Nick, but Ms. Black reaches over the rope and pulls King around. The two dark souls share a passionate kiss before she hops off of the apron.]

Slade Wilson: This is all too much for me.

Azreal: What is?

Slade Wilson: Him... her... them. I don't know.

[The music dies down and he steps to the middle of the ring, still gazing at Nick. The U.S. Champ shudders and hands his title to a second referee outside the ring to hold for him. Nick acts brave as he walks to the center of the ring. He steps up to King and gets in his face.]

Azreal: This isn't going to be a good idea. I have a hunch...

[In one sudden move, King bites Kincaid's nose, but not hard enough to tear it off. Blood comes out and the referee calls for the opening bell.]

Slade Wilson: You were right. Sick, sick stuff...

Nick goes over to his corner and Nirvana rips off his shirt before strangling Kincaid with it. He laughs and throws the bloody shirt out of the ring and it hit’s the Barbed wire hell in a cell and doesn’t fall just hangs on one of the barbes tht the cell is made out of.

Slade: Keep in mind this cell is brutal when it is just chain link fencing. But it isn’t chain link.. Its chain link made of Barbed Wire!.

Azreal: And Slade they need to be ware of the ring itself. In certain spots the ring is has spots that explode on impact. As well as the outside has panes of glass tattered around.

Slade: This is gonna be messy those of you with a feint heart, beware.

Nirvana continues to use his bare hands to strangle Kincaid. Kincaid slowly gets a knee between the two of them and tears Nirvana off of him and Rolls out of the ring avoiding the glass and the bottom rope of barbed wire. You see Nirvana back up and charge and dive over the top rope nailing Kincaid as he falls backwards towards the wall of the cell and just barely holds himself back before falling to the ground neither hitting the wall as the fans gasp thinking they were going to hit it.

Slade: Its moves like that that make or break this kind of a match

Az: and the fans, they will love you for it either way. I guarantee the moment the pendulum starts to swing will be the moment this match hits legendary status.

Slade: And keep in mind Az, Nirvana is the one I called from the beginning to win this tournament. I am a pro and have been in my fair share of matches like this one.

Az: Kincaid has come from nowhere to get this far. Keep in mind Kincaid wasn’t even originally slated to be in the tournament. He was a sub for Midnight who couldn’t make it. So technically he wasn’t even slated to be in the tournament let alone get to the finals.

Nirvana mounts Kincaid and starts swinging his fists lefts and rights and lefts and rights over and over and over. Kincaid covering up. Nirvana to his feet turns around and grabs a box built of five by ten panes of glass. He pulls it over near the feet of Kincaid. Nirvana grabs Kincaid’s limp body and lifts him up for a suplex. Nirvana holds him there for a moment.

Az: Nirvana letting the blood run to the head of Kincaid

Slade: Most don’t realize but that is like sitting up to fast you get disoriented and then combine that with the impact of hitting the ground.. Let alone through steel glass.. And oh christ!

Nirvana pivots slightly as Kincaid shifts his weight from the stalling suplex and turns it into a DDT both missing the glass all together. Both men are down.. But Kincaid to his knees shaking his head and refocusing trying to get the dizziness out of his head from the blood rushing to his head. Nirvana starts to move slightly surprised by the reversal. Kincaid slowly to his feet. Grabs Nirvana and rolls him into the ring. Kincaid into the ring. And Nirvana on all fours Kincaid grabs an arms and spins his leg around it and then leaps over and spinning rollup. The ref counts.. One…………... Two………... Kickout.

Az: Nirvana with a kickout.

Slade: Kincaid’s bonus is if he can maintain the pace of the match and keep it wrestling based and keep the weapons and keep the violence that is part of Nirvanas very tortured soul he will have a chance.

Kincaid grabs nirvana and a double leg takedown and leaps over for a cover.. One… tw… Nirvana bridges up and spins around for a standing crucifix rollup one… two… Kickout. Both men quickly to their feet and a double clothsline and both men go down.

Slade: did you hear the sound of that impact?

Az: Was like two trains colliding in the middle of the ring and if you look. You will see right there the explosive boards we were talking about.

Slade: And if they hit one of those, well lets just hope they don’t.

The ref not counting as both men trying to get to their feet Nirvana trying to get to his feet unaided as Kincaid reaches for the ropes. Kincaid grabs on then lets go fast shaking his hand after grabbing the barbed wire. Nirvana to his feet and stomps Kincaid on the back then stomps him again and Kincaid reaching out and Nirvana grabs his arm and locks his leg around it and then kneels down on one leg grabbing the face of Kincaid in a modified crossface. Nirvana pulling upward on the face of Kincaid.

Az: there is no rope break

Slade: I don’t think even if there was Kincaid would want to grab that bottom rope. He could bear the pain and use it for leverage. But I think that is what Nirvana is looking for. That’s probably why Nirvana has modified the move that way. Kincaid’s only choice is to hurt himself to get out. That is the mental prowess of Nirvana.

Az: that’s sick. I love it.

Slade: I bet.

Kincaid slowly reaches up for the barbed wire rope as nirvana is yelling at him to grab the rope. Kincaid stops as Nirvana jerks on Kincaid’s head some more. Kincaid finally grabs the barbed wire rope as Nirvana lets go and drops his a double axe handle on Kincaid’s arm cutting his hand wide open. Kincaid rolls over and over grasping his bloody hand as the fans are on their feet.. Nirvana again clamps on the hold on Kincaid’s other arm, but Kincaid rolls over before it is entirely on, and a school boy rollup on Nirvana one…………. T……... kickout. Nirvana to his feet and a shuffle sidekick to the face of Kincaid and Kincaid goes down. Nirvana waiting there as Kincaid to his feet again and Nirvana with a sidekick to the head and a roundhouse kick to the gut doubling Kincaid over and then followed by a huge spinning Axe kick to the back of the head knocking Kincaid down. Nirvana then with a leg drop to the back of Kincaid’s head and Nirvana rolls Kincaid over and covers him.. One…. Two.. Thre nirvana picks up Kincaid’s head breaking the count. Nirvana waving his finger in the air “no no no”

Az: and nirvana saying its not over yet.

Slade: There is still pain in store for Kincaid. As the Lord Nirvana has planned.

Nirvana grabs Kincaid and rushes ramming his head into the turnbuckle. And again and again. Then spins him around and gives him a huge chop across the chest. Then another. Kincaid grabs Nirvana by the hair and switches places with him and chops nirvana back and again and again as the fans cheer. And Kincaid grabs Nirvana and sends him into the far turnbuckle Kincaid charging in Nirvana mule kicks back over Kincaid’s head but Kincaid catches Nirvanas legs on his shoulders. Nirvana then lets go of the top turnbuckle and tucks under and Kincaid goes shoulder first into the steel ring post of the ring. Nirvana to his feet. Pulls Kincaid out and DDT’s him into the mat. Nirvana stands to his feet as the fans boo.

Slade: that could be the near end.. To the near future.

Az: Kincaid could have torn something in that shoulder or dislocated it all together.

Slade: Nirvana is eyeing up the barbed wire ropes.

Nirvana grabs Kincaid and Kincaid with a fist to the midsection and another and another as the fans start to chant Kincaid over and over. Kincaid with an irish whip towards the barbed wire ropes Nirvana reverses it and the fans watching on as Nirvana within the irish whip drop toe hold and Kincaid’s chest and neck go across the middle barbed wire rope and Kincaid starts to bleed and Nirvana drops a leg across the back of Kincaid. And grabs the barbed wire rope and pulls up on it as Kincaid screams in pain Nirvanas grin wide. Then backs up and gains momentum and leaps to jump across Kincaid’s back but Kincaid moves and Nirvana goes crotch first on the barbed wire and his eyes get huge as he stops not moving as the situation arrives as to what just happened and nirvana escapes the ring and falls on the ground holding his crotch. Blood dripping from Kincaid’s chest and neck as he stumbles back holding his throat.

Slade: What a freakin sissy its just a little barbed wire.

Az: yeah I remember what you used to do with barbed wire.

Slade: Nirvana suffered a much worse fate just now but nothing he can’t handle.

Kincaid rolls out of the ring holding his shoulder, and reaches under the ring and pulls out a steel chair. And slams it against the corner ring post. Then leans forward to catch his breath looking at nirvana who is getting to his feet still holding his crotch.

Slade: Surprising Kincaid with a chair in hand.

Az: finally I think he has realized what he is in for and what must be done. Wrestling alone wont save him in this match.

Slade: To beat the devil you must become a devil yourself.

Az: lets just see if that is enough

Kincaid cracks the steel chair across the head of Nirvana as Nirvana stumbles backwards. Kincaid looks behind Nirvana as the camera angle switches to just under the glass setup looking right up at the swaying Nirvana. Then Back to the side as Kincaid swings the chair again nailing Nirvana square across the head as Nirvana falls backward and you hear the sound of shattering glass as the fans start to chant “HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT” Nirvana in a pile of glass bleeding. Kincaid just looks on in shock.

Slade: that’s right kid, you still gotta pin him!

Az: That’s the name of the game, you put him there and that’s where he lies.

Kincaid slowly steps through the glass, and tries to cover.. The ref with leather gloves one….… two…..… thr kickout. Kincaid just sits there. Then picks Nirvana up and uses a shoulder to the gut to ram Nirvanas back onto the ring apron. Nirvana then with both legs kicks Kincaid and shoves him across right into the barbed wire cell. Nirvana then leaps and spears Kincaid who is against the cell already and the whole cell bends tearing the flesh of Kincaid who scream in pain. Nirvana grabs a spot of glass that is still in one piece and busts it over the head of Kincaid. As the Fans now cheer Nirvana. Nirvana backs up then rushes forward and grabs Kincaid by the hair and pulls him forward and rams his head into the steel steps then again and again and stops and Kincaid lays there on his chest unconscious on the steps. Nirvana up on the ring apron runs along it and jumps dropping a knee across the back of Kincaid’s head.

Slade: with all the blows to the back and front of the head Kincaid most likely has suffered a concussion.

Az: and at this point anything is possible but Nirvana has been like a rabid dog and Kincaid fighting for his life.

Nirvana rolls Kincaid’s body over on the steps and covers it.. One…. Two…. Thre shoulder up. Nirvana looks at the referee. Then covers again.. One….. Two…… thre shoulder up. Nirvana to his feet stares down the ref who is backing up. Nirvana grabs the ref and suplexes him into a bin of glass as it shatters and the fans watch on as Nirvana grabs the ref and throws him head first into the barbed wire cell wall and the ref falls limp. Nirvana turns around and grabs Kincaid and throws him into the ring. Kincaid crawls to towards the far side of the ring slowly blood pouring from his face and chest. Nirvana grabs Kincaid by the hair and pulls him to his feet. Nirvana slaps Kincaid across the face then grabs him by the bloody throat and shoves him into the corner turnbuckle. The fans start to chant Kincaid over and over and over again. Kincaid struggles to break free then reaches down and grabs Nirvana by the crotch and nirvana lets go in pain. Kincaid then pulls his head back far and head buts Nirvana who stumbles backwards but Kincaid holds on and head buts him again. Nirvana stumbles back as Kincaid then off the barbed wire ropes clothslines Nirvana to the ground. Kincaid stumbles to the side onto his knees. Kincaid crawls over to one of the explosive boards in the ring. He grabs it and heads Nirvanas direction. And swings down like a chair but Nirvana grabs Kincaid’s arms and stops the impact. Nirvana slowly getting to his feet. Nirvana shoves him off and Kincaid back then charges with the board but Nirvana sidesteps and throws Kincaid through the ropes back to the outside.

Az: Kincaid to the outside he drops the board which didn’t explode mind you. And the officials got Hendrix out of the cell and official Chi Cho into the ring to take his place. The official also now re-locking the cell doors to keep the men from getting out.

Slade: yeah right they always find a way out.

Az: Well I have made it impossible. I made sure that the door is closed and locked at all times and they are not to open it when the wrestlers can get to it. And I have hired security to keep anyone from getting involved in the actual match itself.

Slade: So afterwards…

Az: Free game, good ratings.

Slade: Slimeball.

Az: Thanks, so like I said no way out. Neither of them are big enough to break through the wall itself.

Slade: Where there is a will there is a way. Haven’t you seen Jurassic Park?

Az: WHAT?

Nirvana to the outside grabs Kincaid and a standing dropkick and Kincaid backwards into the barbed wire cell. Again his bloody flesh grated across that cell. Nirvana into the ring off the far ropes and dives over the ropes but Kincaid ducks and Nirvana face first into the barbed wire cell wall. Then his body hits and he is dragged down by gravity. The Cell tearing the flesh.

Slade: Be that makes Nirvana hungry?

Az: What?

Slade: You know flesh and all, all ya need is a grill.

Az: you are sick.

Slade: WHAT??? Come on?

Kincaid grabbing nirvana and a belly to back suplex heading for the glass but Nirvana pivots in midair making a cross body block sending Kincaid through the glass as it shatters and both are now covered in glass. Both laying there the ref looks at them and heads to the door telling them to open it to get some help down here. The people at the door shake their heads no. The ref pleads with them.

Az: The ref’s were all informed how this match would go, it would not end without a winner. So there will be NO DRAWS. There MUST BE A WINNER!.

Slade: with that said I believe I see glass moving.

Nirvana stands to his feet covered in blood and glass. As it falls from him to the ground epically. He looks down at Kincaid and reaches down and grabs him by the throat and picks him up and head buts him and then uses both bloody hands to toss him aside towards the ring. Nirvana then rolls Kincaid back into the ring Kincaid rolls over the explosion board…….

Slade: BOOOOOOOM!!!!

Az: …

Slade: What the hell, the board is faulty or something?

Az: Maybe it was faulty?

Slade: Doesn’t happen. I have seem them go off from impacts on the other side of the ring.

Az: those are the top of the line, the best money can buy.

Slade: Your money must not be as good as it once was then. Cause Az you got screwed.

Az: Slade you would know more about getting screwed over than anyone else. Since you have the experience an old man would have.

Slade: What the hell are you talking about you blathering idiot.

Az: Just watch the match.

Nirvana heading to the top turnbuckle and leaps with a flying elbow drop. Kincaid rolls out of the way and BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!.. And explosion board goes off in the middle of the ring and the fans are on their feet. Kincaid’s back up against the barbed wire not so devastating after seeing what just happened.

Slade: Nirvana is out.

Az: Explosion board the fans are silent in this endeavor, watching as Nirvana is not moving in a pile of blood as the smoke clears. This is Meyhem Slade pure utter Meyhem and Violence.

Slade: The name of the game and I think Kincaid may not have realized the extent of this tournament fully until just this minute.

Kincaid looks on staring at Nirvana eyes wide.. Then realizes what is going on and rushes over and covers him… one……. Two…… three Kickout.. The ref holds up his hand.. “TWO” Nirvana kicked out on time. Kincaid looks at the ref in shock. The ref reassures Kincaid that unfortunately it was only a two count. The fans caught in suspense. Kincaid stands up and looks over the crowd through the cell and then grabs an explosion board and turns around to see Nirvana has rolled out of the ring. Kincaid drops the board in the middle of the ring and shakes his head breathing heavily and rolls out of the ring and walks around to follow and Nirvana like a cat springs forward and Superkicks Kincaid. Kincaid goes down.

Slade: SAVAAAAAAAT KICK!!

Az: I knew you couldn’t resist.. I am surprised you didn’t say it earlier.

Slade: I was saving it for this specific savaaat kick.

Nirvana grabs Kincaid’s legs and sets him up for a catapult which would send Kincaid into the Cell wall. Kincaid on the ground though grabs the explosion board that has been out there since earlier and just before he swings at Nirvanas head Nirvana drops and Catapults Kincaid into the wall the explosion board hits one of the support beams and explodes near Kincaid’s face. But it loosens the cell wall and the force of the explosion on the support and Kincaid on the actual wall sends him through the wall breaking it and Kincaid rolls to the ground outside the cell. Nirvana to his feet, then stumbles over and covers Kincaid.. One…. Two…. Thre shoulder up.

Az: DAMNNIT!

Slade: HAHA, you sucker, I told you there is always a way out of the hell in a cell no matter what you try.

Nirvana grabs Kincaid and puts him in power bomb position Kincaid with a backbody drop and Nirvana goes into the cell on the ground. Kincaid walks over to the announcers table and grabs the Death Match Trophy and as Nirvana gets to his feet Kincaid Cracks it over Nirvanas head. Then Rubs it literally in Nirvanas face as it gets covered in blood. He then cracks Nirvana with it again. Then turns to the Announcers table, and gets on top of it jumping dropping an elbow on Nirvana and covers.. One……..… two……………... Three…. Shoulder up. “TWO” Kincaid looks at the table he just jumped from then looks up to the cage then down at Nirvana.

Slade: He wont, he would tear his hands to shreds climbing it.

Az: Kincaid has realized what is on the line.

Kincaid begins to climb the barbed wire cell tearing his hands apart in doing so. As he gets to his feet Nirvana to his feet and moves out of range of Kincaid. Nirvana then to a different side begins to climb the cell as well. Nirvana just to the top and Kincaid stomps on Nirvanas hand. Nirvana grabs Kincaid’s foot and pulls and Kincaid falls to his back on the barbed wire cell ceiling. Nirvana to his feet slowly. Kincaid slowly getting up as well. Kincaid with a dropkick and Nirvana steps back a bit catching Kincaid’s Legs. Nirvana looks over the silent arena and lets go of one foot and spins around it and applies the Devil-Lock to Kincaid.

Az: this is all over.

Slade: there is no way out of that. Its over.

Az: Its over on the barbed wire cell.

Slade: Kincaid is screaming in pain.

Az: Its all come down to this moment. The true moment of truth. Will your man Nirvana win right here right now?

Slade: Kincaid is holding on for dear life.

Kincaid leaning forward reaching for Nirvana who arches his back to apply more pressure. Kincaid falls to his back into the barbed wire. Nirvanas Hands on the barbed wire. Kincaid raises an arm to the air about to tap out. Nirvana arches his back Kincaid puts his hand back down screaming. He reaches for Nirvana again and grabs his hair. Nirvana slaps him across the face. Kincaid then Punches Nirvana. Nirvana falls backwards a bit and Kincaid uses the opportunity to turn on his front and reverse the hold and the pressure Nirvana now yelling out.

Slade: He reversed it!!

Az: I cannot believe it. I cannot believe it. Kincaid.. KINCAID CAN WIN THIS THING!!

Slade: there is no place for Nirvana to go..

Nirvana pulls himself to the edge of the cell. His body being torn by the barbed wire. Nirvana hangs himself over the edge of the cell as the angle releaves the pressure and the hold comes loose but Nirvana Falls from the location on the cell to the ground. Kincaid just sits there on the top of the cell bleeding as the camera angle goes into the ring.

Az: Look at the blood the is in the ring that fell from above them all over the ring like raindrops.

Slade: This is GREEEEEEEEEEAT!

Az: Ok Tony!

Kincaid trying to get up as Nirvana using the announcers table for leverage then lays up across it trying to catch his breath. Kincaid to his feet on top of the cell looking down at Nirvana on the table.

Slade: NO!

Az: I can’t believe he is even thinking this!

Slade: That’s not a cage, it’s a hell in a cell that’s twenty feet, its taller than a cage what is he thinking!

Kincaid looks down and backs up and gets a running start and Leaps suicide dive style. Nirvana with pure instinct grabs the timekeepers bell and swings as the bell cracks Kincaid in the head and both hit hard.

** HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT **

Az: I can’t believe it

Slade: I can and that deserves and award in my book!

Both men not moving At the top of the ramp Security is at full force no one is getting through. Nirvana slowly drapes his arm over the body of Kincaid one………….. Two…………….. Three……….. The ref calls for the bell.

** DING DING DING **

As Hurt By Johnny Cash begins to play over the PA System. Nirvana slowly raises his bloody self to his feet as Kincaid twitches a bit under him and rolls to his side.

Slade: Nirvana wins, and defies the Staff.. That’s you Azreal, and wins his shot at the World Heavyweight Championship.

Az: I can’t believe it. Shadow will be pissed!

["Hurt" by Johnny Cash continues to play and gold confetti falls from the sky. The referee hands him a golden trophy wrapped in barbed wire. The top of the cup is covered in blood and there is a big dent in the side. Nirvana grasps it, barbed wire digging into his skin.]

Azreal: This is a great day for Strike Fantasy Towers. The 2005 King of the Deathmatch is Nirvana!
Slade Wilson: Is that a surprise or something? We knew from day one that he would do it.

Azreal: At least now it's official.

[From the backstage area, Johnny Legend and Jay Gamble come down the ramp. They get into the ring and help up their friend. Kincaid pushes them away and starts to walk over to King.]

Slade Wilson: Uh oh...

[He steps a foot from Nirvana, not budging at all. Legend and Gamble yell for him to get out of the ring. Nirvana stands up straight and gets in Nick's face, neither move. Nick manages to smile as he extends his hand to Nirvana.]

Azreal: Damn Kincaid. He's been doing this a lot in his deathmatches...

[Mr. King looks down at Nick's hand, then looks back to his ice blue eyes. A moment later, Nick's smile is gone. Nick grabs his neck, gasping for air.]

Slade Wilson: What the hell is going on?!

[Legend and Gamble don't know what to do. They freak out and leave the ring.]

Azreal: They won't help him!

[As the two men stand outside of the ring watching, Lucretia slides into the ring. As soon as she gets in King's view, he takes his attention off of Nick. The young man falls to the mat, reaching for the ropes. King steps over him and meets her in the center of the ring.]

Slade Wilson: Who is that? I can't see...

Azreal: Put your glasses on. It's Lucretia. She's been here the whole time...

[King doesn't say a word. Lucretia can be heard...]

Lucretia: Leave him.

[King nods and the two leave the ring, walking right past Legend and Gamble. They walk up the ramp and simply go backstage as the two men get up and get back into the ring to help Kincaid up.]

Slade Wilson: This is getting too damn weird for me. I need to do my dream job.

Azreal: Slade, there's no way in hell you'll make it as a male stripper!

Slade Wilson: Whatever. We need to get out of here. Phil and Steve look mad.

[Azreal laughs as he removes his headset. Slade does the same and the two men walk up the ramp as Phil and Steve go back to their seats.]

Winner: Nirvana

Kyle Murphy vs. Havoc
(World Title match)

Phil: Here we are again, folks. Havoc versus Kyle Murphy.

Steve: The match that should've been at November Reign.

Phil: Yeah, lets not get into that...

["Enter Sandman" begins to play and the fans give a mixed reaction as Kyle Murphy walks out wearing a black "LGP" shirt. As he walks down the ramp with an intense look on his face, his music scratches and "Man in the Box" starts to play.]

Steve: What the hell is this?

Phil: It's Man in the Box...

[Kyle looks around, confused. That goes away and his theme plays again. Kyle shrugs and continues to walk down to the ring. He jumps up onto the apron and hops over the top rope with great agility. He climbs to the second rope where he gestures around his waist. He then steps down, adjusting his knee pads, ready for a fight.]

Steve: Murphy has tried so many times to win the SFT Title. This may be his last opportunity.

[His song fades away and the arena goes completely dark. "The Angle" by Core begins to play. Light comes from the illuminated screen as words appear and pass...]

"Carnal..."

"Fatal..."

"Immortal..."

[The crowd pops insanely as the music picks up the pace. Smoke sifts through the entrance ramp, the lights beneath it shine. As the lights are turned on, Havoc walks through the smoke to another pop. He walks slowly and gracefully down down the ramp. He looks at the crowd, taking in their emotion. When he gets close to the ring, he sees a "Havoc" sign and points to it. As he does this, the 275 pound Kyle Murphy dives out of the ring and tackles the champ onto the steel ramp!]

Phil: Nice start for the match, but the bell won't ring until they get in the ring.

Kyle punches Havoc in the head three times before getting to his feet. He pulls Hav up and slams him into the steel barricade before Irish whipping him into the ringsteps, but Havoc jumps and lands on top. He runs on the apron and he hits a diving clothesline on Kyle. The champ slides into the ring, belt still around his waist. He holds the title high in the air and smacks his chest.

Steve: He is such a proud champion.

Phil: That may be his undoing.

[Kyle gets to his feet and slides into the ring. He and Havoc walk towards each other. Havoc holds the belt in Kyle's face. He grabs the belt and pushes Havoc. With a smile, he hands the title to the referee and the opening bell sounds. Havoc runs at Kyle, who moves out of the way. Havoc bounces off the ropes and Kyle goes for a spinebuster, but Havoc counters with a quick tornado DDT.]

Steve: Quick thinking.

[Havoc picks up Murphy and hits him with a forearm that sends him stumbling back a couple steps. Havoc walks up to Murphy, grabs his arm, and whips him into the turnbuckle. He charges toward Murphy, but "The Superior One" gets the foot up and knocks Havoc in the face. The Champ is turned around by this. Murphy climbs to the second turnbuckle and delivers a bolldog to Havoc. He rolls the Champ over and goes for the cover.]

1...

2...

NO!

Phil: Way too soon.

Steve: Duh.

[Murphy picks him up and gives him a stiff fist to the face, followed by a boot to the gut. He sets Havoc up for a piledriver, but Havoc kicks his legs and sways the momentum the other way, sending the number one contender onto his back. Havoc picks him up and whips him into the ropes. Murphy comes back and Havoc goes for a clothesline, but Murphy ducks it and then slides out of the ring.]

Phil: Smart move by Murphy.

Steve: Is it? This gives Havoc time to think.

[Havoc walks to the ropes and Murphy grabs his leg and drags him out of the ring. Murphy picks him up and tosses him into the steps. Havoc hits them knee first. Murphy proceeds to walk over to Havoc, who is trying to get to his feet. He grasps his knee as he gets up and he sees Murphy pick up the ring steps. As Kyle goes to slam them over Havoc's head, the Champ moves and gets a drop toe hold, sending Kyle face first into the steps he was holding.]

Phil: See... he was thinking!

Steve: He's the World Heavyweight Champion. He always has to think.

[Havoc picks up Murphy and rolls him into the ring before the referee counts them out. He slides in and helps Kyle up before giving him a forearm to the face. He goes for another but Kyle blocks it. Murphy gets in a low dropkick to the battered knee of Havoc, sending the champ to the mat. Murphy takes the leg and pulls him to the middle of the ring. With a smile, Kyle gets in a leg drop on Havoc's knee.]

Phil: Oh that's just dirty.

Steve: Shut up, Phil. You obviously don't know anything about wrestling.

Phil: Huh?

Steve: They do this stuff all the time...

[Kyle attempts a figure four leg lock, but Havoc kicks him in the face. The Champ uses the ropes to get up and his fist meets Murphy's face in a not so friendly way. Murphy swings his fist and Havoc blocks, hitting Murphy again. Kyle swings, misses, and Havoc jabs him right in the ribs a few times before delivering the bionic elbow to Murphy's head. The fans roar as Havoc gets Murphy up again and throws him into the corner. Havoc goes for a spear. Murphy lifts himself up and Havoc goes into the turnbuckle hard. Murphy drops down with a sunset flip and the cover.]

1...

2...

NO!

[Havoc kicks out and tries to get back to his feet. Murphy walks to the middle of the ring and waits for the Champ to get halfway up before kicking him in the stomach. Murphy grabs Havoc's leg again and rolls him over in an elevated half crab.]

Phil: Ozone Pot Leaf!

[Having studdied tapes of Kyle Murphy versus Aj Nin Red Rum, Havoc twists and rolls out of the holds, grabbing Kyle's arm and locking him in a figure four headlock.]

Steve: That's something you don't see often.

[Kyle is in arm's reach of the rope and he grabs it. Havoc releases the hold and gets to his feet. Murphy does the same and he gets thrown into the ropes and caught with a tilt-a-wirl slam from Havoc. The Champ gets up and Murphy pops back to his feet. Havoc is shocked as Kyle gets in his face. Havoc and Murphy tie up near the ropes. He sets Kyle up for a suplex, holds him in the air for a moment, and drops him right out of the ring. Havoc watches as Kyle gets to his feet, facing the crowd. Havoc runs, grabs the ropes, and flips over with a sommersault dive. With great ease, he lands on Murphy's shoulder and delivers a reverse hurricanrana!!]

Phil: That's quite impressive for a man his size!

Steve: Havoc is pulling out all the stops for this one.

[Havoc gets up and raises his arms in the air, to the fans approval. He kicks Murphy a few times while he's down before dropping a knee on Kyle's face. He then backs off as Kyle gets up using the guardrail. Kyle faces the crowd and as he turns around, Havoc runs at him for the spear. Kyle moves out of the way quickly and Havoc slams head first into the rail!]

Phil: I don't think the ref is going to count them out.

Steve: Good. That's the way it should be!

[Havoc is down and out. Kyle walks over to the announcer's table and he grabs the SFT Title. He holds it high in the air and the fans boo. Havoc sees this from the ground and he gets a second wind. He gets to his feet and runs at Kyle, clotheslining him onto the announcer's table. Havoc takes his SFT Title and he snaps it around his waist. He then climbs onto the announcer's table and helps Kyle up. He sets Kyle up for a powebomb, but Kyle grabs Havoc's legs and drops him onto the table on his back. Kyle then helps the Champ up and sets him up for a powerbomb of his own. He lifts Havoc up for a powerbomb in a crucifix position and Havoc wiggles out, grabs Kyle's neck, and sends both men crashing through the table with a mean reverse neckbreaker.]

Phil: OH MY GOD!

[The referee slides out of the ring and checks on the two men. Havoc is the first to stand. He picks up a chair and slams it over Kyle's head. He gets Murphy up and goes to Irish whip him, but Kyle reverses it, sending Havoc over the guardrail. Kyle sets up the chair next to the rail, takes a few steps back and uses the chair to jump over the guardrail and land right on Havoc. The fans cheer as neither man moves. Havoc is again first to get up and Murphy follows. They start throwing punches at each other, both woozy from the fighting. Murphy escapes, climbing over the guardrail. He grabs the chair and slides into the ring. As he waits, Havoc climbs over and walks over to the ring. He sees Kyle with a chair and he grabs one of his own. The SFT Champion gets into the ring with the chair and both men hit the chairs on the mat before running at one another. They both swing and connect square on the head, taking both men out.]

Steve: This is getting ridiculous. Something's got to give!

[The two men struggle to get up and meet in the center once again. Kyle kicks Havoc in the gut and plants him onto a chair with a double arm DDT. He picks up Havoc once again and tosses Havoc into the ropes. Kyle bounces off the opposite ropes and comes running towards him, but Havoc leaps in the air. Murphy catches him in the air and drops him with a death valley driver. He goes for the cover again...]

1...

2...

NO!

Phil: That was so close.

Steve: I know. All the fans said three. We damn hear had a new champion.

Phil: I have a feeling this will keep going... and going...

[Havoc kicks out again and he gets to his knees and then to his feet. He gets Murphy off of the mat and hits him with 'Deicide' before going for the cover of his own.]

1...

2...

NO!

Steve: What does it take to put these guys away?!

[The crowd go insane as Kyle Murphy kicks out. Havoc rolls over and they both lie motionless next to each other. Havoc is frustrated and he gets to his feet, exhausted from the fight. The crowd claps for both fighers as Kyle Murphy gets to his feet once again. The two men hit fists and walk over to their respective corners for a moment like a boxing match before going back to the center of the ring. They throw their fists up and Havoc connects with a right. His left is countered by Murphy's left. He knees the Champ in the gut and gets a slap to the chest. Murphy grabs Havoc and gets in a quick belly-to-belly suplex before covering the Champion!]

1...

2...

NO!

Phil: Too close that time.

[Murphy gets to his corner and he waits until Havoc is on his feet. He goes for a clothesline and Havoc hits a Japanese arm drag and rolls him up for the cover.]

1...

2...

NO!

Steve: Back and forth. Forth and back. This is competition!

[The two intense competitors get up again and Havoc goes for the 'Paralyzer', but Murphy drops him with 'Murphy's Law'!]

Phil: Murphy's Law! This is over!

[Kyle walks over to Havoc and looks down at him. He looks to the sky and points, then smiles. As he drops to the mat to cover Havoc, "Man in the Box" plays again and the lights flash on and off a few times. Kyle gets up and back into the corner, looking around.]

Steve: The first time could have been a mistake... but not this!

[The lights continue to flash as a man walks out from the backstage area. Kyle walks over to the ropes facing the man and he just stares in shock. The lights go completely out and the music fades away. When they come back on, the man is gone and Havoc is standing in the center of the ring.]

Phil: That was weird...

[The crowd roars as Kyle turns around and Havoc goes to kick Kyle, but he grabs the Champ's leg. He shakes his head, drops the leg, and then delivers 'Murphy's Law' to Havoc!]

Steve: There it is!

[He covers Havoc and all of a sudden the bell rings.]

Steve: What the hell?

Phil: Looks like the time ran out on the match!!

Steve: But Kyle had the Match WON!!

Phile: Not true Havoc coudl have kicke dout, we have seen him kickout of peoples moves before

Steve: BUT BUT.... FINE!

Winner and New Heavyweight Champion: DRAW!

The Match just finished the Music plays as both participants leave the ring. What is thought to be a crazed fan jumps over the ring and Security grabs him. they are holding him down. When the security guards reconize who he is they let him Go. Sean Grabs a mic.

Sean Mason: Guess who is Back?

There is a mix reaction from the fans Sean chuckles...

Sean: Same old Same old fans... Well Why am I here on Inferno? Why now? Where is Kayleigh? All these questions. I am Back here in the SFT because I have one goal to accomplish well actually two goals but My main focus is being a main eventer here in the SFT again. I have no intrest in holding any titles lower the the United States title. So I am speaking to the current holders of the U.S, IC and World title. My main focus are those three titles and I don't care who is holding those titles at the time because by the end of January I will be holding one of those titles and I have my eyes set on the top one.

The fans Cheer as Mason Drops the mic and Invincible by Static X blasts over the pa System as he leaves the ring the same way he came in through the crowd.