Live from Wichita, KS. With Randy White and John Cartwright at Ringside.

Opening

Inferno starts off with Greenday up on the platform playing as RW and JC take their seats. It has a sort of ppv atmosphere. There is electricity in how it feels.

RW: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Inferno, I don’t need to tell you how big tonight will be.

JC: That’s right Randy we’ve already crowned the tag team champions, and we’ll also have the IC Title defended as well as the final match of the LL. Which has Sara Pettis vs. Havoc in a match that fate has shaped and will not disappoint.

Match Number One
Aidan Morag vs. Mike Zybala
( Standard Match )

Aidan Morag comes walking out to the ring to a big ovation of boos! He smiles and just plays to the crowd.

RW: No love for Aidan.

JC: The fans are not as forgiving as Shadow.

Before he even gets in the ring Mike jumps the barricade and attacks him.

RW: Where did Zybala come from?

JC: Must of blended in with the crowd haha

Zybala with a sidekick then throws Aidans head into the steel guardrail. He throws him in the ring and hits a side effect, followed quickly by a top rope guillotine leg drop as the crowd cheers.

RW: Mike is showing his vicious side.

Mike grabs Aidan and perfectly nails his mind eraser he covers 1,2,3!

JC: That’s all she wrote!

Winner: Mike Zybala

Match Number Two
Staci Van Dam vs. Kyle Murphy
( Standard Match)

JC: Staci is already waiting in the ring.

A burst of pyro explodes at the entrance and "This Fire Burns" by Killswitch Engage blares across the loudspeakers. Kyle Murphy steps confidently out to the stage to a huge pop. Kyle looks around at the crowd but only nods. Turning his attention to the ring, he starts down the aisle. He walks down to ringside just staring into the ring, his face intense and focused. At ringside he simply steps right up onto the apron from the floor. Kyle now looks around at the crowd again before stepping between the ropes into the ring. Crossing the ring, he steps onto the middle rope and with his fists clenched holds his arms out to his sides like a man on a cross. The crowd erupts again and Kyle gives a half-smile as if in spite of himself before stepping down off the ropes.

The referee calls for the bell and Staci and Kyle waste no time. The latter shoots out of his corner, looking to take his opponent out with a clothesline, but the more limber Staci ducks and takes Murphy down with a spear. She claws mercilessly at Murphy's face before the Standard kicks her off.

RW: Feisty, I like it!

JC: You have got to be the biggest pervert I know.

RW: Or the product of idle hands and a wandering imagination.

The camera zooms in on both announcers as they stare into it stone-faced. Back in the ring, Kyle Murphy has whipped Staci Van Dam into the ropes. He lays her out with a big boot to the face followed by an elbow drop. As The Standard gets to his feet, Van Dam sweeps his legs out from under him, and is quick to put him in an ankle lock.

JC: Murphy feeling that leg lock, he's scrambling toward the ropes. He got 'em!

The referee breaks the hold eliciting the ire of Staci, who gets in his face. The Standard is quick to capitalize, sending Van Dam through a German suplex into a bridge.

JC: Staci's legs are touching the ropes!

RW: It should STAY that way!

The referee is sharp, however, and disengages yet another hold. Van Dam and Murphy are both back up quickly. They exchange blows in the center of the ring.

Kyle with an uppercut then he nails his Celtic Cross, he then nails his Disanimation. Kyle covers Staci 1..2.......3!

Winner: Kyle Murphy

RW: A great match and Kyle takes this one to the bank!

Match Number Three
Xavier Anderson vs. Daniel Mendoza
( IC Title match)

Daniel Mendoza walks down to the ring, with the IC title around his waist, with determination on his face. He enters the ring by walking up the steps and crouching between the second and third ropes.

JC: There's our Intercontinental Champion, Daniel Mendoza.

RW: He's going to be facing some serious competition in his opponent tonight.

An X made of pyro forms at the top of the ramp. From both sides pyro fires up from the stage into the air. They continue to stream up as DMX's X gon' give it to ya hits the pa. X walks out and walks under the X-shaped pyro. After a few seconds he continues to walk down the ramp. As everyone cheers he walks past slapping hands with the fans. Once at the ring he jumps up onto the apron, Brock Lesnar style and climbs into the ring. He then gets into the center and raises a fist, the music stops as he goes to his corner and awaits the bell.

JC: And there's the challenger, Xavier Anderson.

RW: He has a good chance to win the IC title tonight, but can he pull it off?

Daniel gives the referee the belt and the referee holds it up for all to see. The ref walks over and hand the belt to the timekeeper, and signals for the bell. As the bell rings Xavier runs at Mendoza and hits a reverse frankensteiner, sending Mendoza backflipping onto his head. Xavier goes for a quick pin.

1... 2...

Mendoza gets a shoulder up, grogy and surprised from the move. Xavier picks up Mendoza and hooks him up reverse DDT style. But Mendoza fights off, punching Xavier in the face, and then grabbing the back of his head, and slamming Xavier's face into his knee. Mendoza spins around, and hooks Xavier in a suplex. He lifts Xavier and nails a brainbuster, followed by a float over to a pin.

1... 2...

Xavier kicks out. Mendoza picks up Xavier and whips him to the corner. On impact Xavier bursts out of the corner with a clothesline. Mendoza ducks the clothesline and quickly reaches back, and hits a neckbreaker on Xavier.

JC: These two men have very similar styles.

RW: It's like poetry in that ring tonight.

Mendoza gets up and stomps on Xavier. Xavier fights to get up, and ends up standing in the corner, with Mendoza clubbing him with forearms. Mendoza chops Xavier, and Xavier answers with a forearm to the jaw. Mendoza chops Xavier again, and again Xavier answers with a forearm to the face. Mendoza proceeds to hit a string of 10 chops to the chest. Xavier, pumped up from this, starts hitting a string of forearm shots ending in a rolling elbow, but Mendoza ducks it and chops Xavier again, and then quickly whips him to the ropes. Xavier runs to the ropes and then jumps, springboarding off the 2nd rope and flying backwards with an elbow to Mendoza.

JC: What an exchange of strikes, and reversals.

RW: This shit is bananas, B A N A N A S.

Xavier rolls over to the corner and gets up on the 2nd turnbuckle and waits for Mendoza to get up. Mendoza gets up slowly, and as he turns to face Xavier, Xavier jumps up, and springboards off the top rope for a sitdown senton. Mendoza braces himself, and at the moment of impact, Mendoza quickly starts spinning, using the momentum to hit a harsh powerbomb on Xavier. Mendoza jackknifes into a pin.

1.... 2....

Xavier barely gets the shoulder up. Mendoza slaps the mat in frustration, and gets up, signaling that it's over. He waits for Xavier to get up, and then quickly attempts The Hard Goodbye. As Xavier goes down, he rolls through, and kicks Mendoza in the face. Xavier picks up Mendoza and whips him to the corner, but Mendoza reverses, and Xavier slams into the corner. Mendoza runs in for what looks like a body splash. Xavier sidesteps and Mendoza crashes into the turnbuckles. Xavier then gets up on the 2nd turnbuckle, and then pirches himself on the top turnbuckle.Mendoza turns around, holding his chest, as Xavier jumps off, attemping the sitting senton again. He connects and pins.

1... 2.... 3......

JC: OH MY GOD LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE A NEW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION!

RW: BALLS TO THE FACE! BALLS TO THE FACE!!! HE BEAT HIM WITH HIS BALLS IN HIS FACE!!!

JC: Tonight we have a new SFT Intercontinental champion, and his name is Xavier Anderson.

Winner: Xavier Anderson

Match Number Four
Lucretia Black vs. The Dark Wolf vs. Dave Van Dam
( Non Title thriple threat match )

JC: This next contest is bound to be one Hell of a collision!

RW: That it is, it's the triple threat match between three of the true greats in this business! Lucretia Black, The Dark Wolf and Dave Van Dam!

"King Kill 33" by Marilyn Manson hits the loudspeakers and Lucretia Black emerges.

Amanda Summers: The following contest is a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH and it is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first, hailing from nowhere and weighing in at 135 pounds, she is the current United States Champion... LUCRETIA BLACK!

With Lucretia now in the ring, "Plowed" by Sponge hits next, summoning The Dark Wolf from the back.

Amanda Summers: Introducing second, he calls the City of Lost Angels home and weighs in tonight at 212 pounds... THE DARK WOLF!

Even as The Dark Wolf is climbing the ringsteps to the apron, Dave Van Dam's music hits and he appears on stage.

JC: Wait a second, it looks as though Lucretia isn't going to wait for Van Dam! She's gone after The Dark Wolf as soon as he got into the ring!

RW: That's "Ms. Black" to you, John!

All Hell has already broken loose in the ring as Ms. Black has begun reigning down clubbing forearms across the head, back and neck of TDW. Amanda Summers, who was in the ring for the introductions, scurries to get out of harm's way. At the top of the ramp, Dave Van Dam runs down the aisle, but when he gets to ringside he appears to change his mind and puts on the brakes. Instead he turns to his left and looks over at the fans at ringside. He shrugs and makes the thing with his thumbs where he points to himself three times, prompting the crowd to ring out with...

Crowd: DAVE... VAN... DAM!

Meanwhile in the ring, The Dark Wolf has pushed off Ms. Black. Lucretia pops right up and charges again. Immediately TDW pushes her to the mat again, and again Lucretia pops right back up to her feet. This prompts a staredown between the two. After a moment Dark Wolf and Black lock up.

JC: Here we go!

RW: This match has already gotten off to a hot start, and the referee hasn't even called for the opening bell yet!

JC: Well I believe that's because Van Dam has yet to get in the ring, Randy.

In the ring Ms. Black and The Dark Wolf are still in the "collar-and-elbow tie-up." Neither one can seem to get an upper hand and, in frustration, they break the clinch and stare each other down again. Now they begin to throw right hands, slugging it out in the middle of the ring. Now Van Dam slides in the ring and charges his two opponents, trying to get the jump on them. Seemingly with some sort of shared ESP, Black and TDW take a step back simultaneously and catch Van Dam by the head, temporarily working together to throw Dave over the top rope and right back out to the floor on the opposite side from where he'd just entered.

JC: WHOA! Thanks for coming, Dave!

The bell rings, officially starting the match.

RW: And with that we're finally under way!

Lucretia now begins to back The Dark Wolf up with a series of knife edge chops, the crowd "woo"ing right along. In the corner Ms. Black begins to bury her boot repeatedly into the midsection of Dark Wolf, but TDW fires back by grabbing Lucretia with both hands by the back of the head and reversing her into the corner. Quickly he lifts her up and sits her on the top rope. He puts one foot on the second rope, but is stopped dead in his tracks by a right hand from Lucretia. Ms. Black then proceeds to bite TDW's forehead.

JC: Oh my! The Dark Wolf is getting bit!

RW: Wow, clever, John!

JC: Thank you, Randy!

RW: I was being sarcastic, you twit!

JC: How can I tell that? It's written.

RW: ... Perplexed, Randy slaps John in the back of the head.

Back in the ring, Lucretia Black has released her biting of The Dark Wolf's forehead after a five count from the referee, who was powerless to stop it. Dark Wolf staggers away back to the center of the ring, holding the victimized area of his head.

JC: The Dark Wolf looks out of it!

RW: Well, duh, she was just biting his temple, for Christ sake!

The Dark Wolf instinctively walks back toward where Lucretia is still seated on the top rope, trying to free herself from that predicament. Ms. Black thinks quickly and grabs Dark Wolf's left arm- which was still clutching his head- and catches him quickly with "Black's Law."

JC: BLACK'S LAW! Having picked his spot again, Dave Van Dam slides in the ring and begins to stomp Ms. Black, who is down on the mat herself after delivering her tornado armbar type maneuver to The Dark Wolf. Lucretia rolls over onto her stomach and pushes up onto all fours. Van Dam pays this no mind, instead proceeding to lay in forearm shots to her exposed back and neck. This forces Ms. Black back down to the mat on her stomach and Dave starts laying the boots to her again. Lucretia rolls to get away, eventually rolling right out of the ring.

JC: Here comes Dave Van Dam on the offensive!

With Lucretia Black now out of the ring, Dave Van Dam turns around, only to be met immediately with The Dark Wolf's trademarked "Super Kick."

JC: Super Kick!

RW: Must you continue stating the obvious?

JC: Well, that IS our job, Randy! The Dark Wolf looks over at Ms. Black down on the floor, and sees his opening. Pulling Van Dam up, TDW locks DVD in the dragon sleeper he calls the "Wolf's Jaws."

JC: The Dark Wolf with a submission move applied here! And Ms. Black is still down on the floor!

RW: That's his finishing hold! The Dark Wolf may have this match won!

JC: Now look who's stating the obvious!

On the outside Lucretia now makes it back to her feet, and notices an opportunity of her own. The Dark Wolf has his back turned to her as he is wearing down Van Dam in the Wolf's Jaws. Jumping at the opportunity, she slides into the ring, creeps up behind Dark Wolf... and slaps him in a Kata-Ha-Jime type hold.

JC: Uh-oh! Now Dark Wolf is the one being choked out!

RW: What a way to seize an opening!

As The Dark Wolf fades, he is forced to relinquish his hold on Van Dam, who collapses to the mat and rolls away, trying to catch his breath. Lucretia acts quickly again, turning her hold into her LUCRETIATING PAIN finisher!

JC: The Kiss Of Death!

RW: That's "Lucretiating Pain", dumbshit.

JC: Hey, that was uncalled for!

RW: So? Get over it.

Lucretia now goes for the first pin of the match.

1... 2... NO!

Just before the ref's hand can come down a third time, Dave Van Dam comes lunging through the air and landing on top of Lucretia to break up the pin.

JC: Wow! I thought Lucretia had this thing won, but at the last second Van Dam was able to save this match for himself and for The Dark Wolf!

RW: Dave Van Dam doesn't want to lose this match anymore than Ms. Black or Dark Wolf does, John.

JC: I think that goes without say, Randy. He's not an infinity-time SFW and SFT World Heavyweight Champion for nothing.

RW: I believe "infinity-time" might be a bit of an exaggeration, but it's a point well made on your part, John.

Dave Van Dam now rolls over to the ropes, again trying to by himself time. Meanwhile Ms. Black attempts to go back on the attack, bringing The Dark Wolf to his feet. TDW catches her by surprise, though, hooking her up and delivering a vertical suplex. Ms. Black gets quickly back to her feet, only to be lifted up and put back down hard with a scoop slam. Lucretia gets up a little slower this time and is met with a spinebuster for her efforts.

JC: Here comes The Dark Wolf building his best offense of the match! Pulling her up, The Dark Wolf quickly drops Ms. Black with MIDNIGHT! He covers!

1... 2... Lucretia kicks out!

RW: OH MY GOD! I can't believe she kicked out!

The Dark Wolf stands up and slaps his thigh three times, calling for the Super Kick. Lucretia Black struggles to her feet, her back turned to Dark Wolf. When Ms. Black turns around, TDW goes for the Super Kick. But Lucretia ducks underneath, swinging around behind TDW's back, grabbing his head and dropping him with a cutter all in one move.

JC: Diamond cutter by Lu... Ms. Black!

Now Dave Van Dam spots an opening and climbs to the top rope.

JC: Van Dam up top!

RW: But who's he going for? Ms. Black and The Dark Wolf are both on their backs in the ring! Dave Van Dam leaps off the top rope... and splashes down on Ms. Black!

JC: Oh my God! Dave Van Dam just came off the top rope, leapt clear over the fallen Dark Wolf and landed the frog splash on Ms. Black! He flew almost clear across the ring!

RW: THAT WAS AWESOME!

The crowd is cheering its appreciation of the move as all three combatants are down in the ring. Clutching his ribs, Van Dam rolls into the cover.

JC: Van Dam might have it!

RW: One... two... thr... NO!

JC: The Dark Wolf came out of nowhere to break up that pin attempt at the last possible second! Lucretia stands up and simply rakes at the face of Dark Wolf as he is cut open. Dark Wolf falls, and we see Lucretia with blood on her hands. She wipes it on the left side of her face. Now her whole left side of face is bloodied. As we see her eyes piercing.

RW: Half white face, half blood face? That seems familiar.

JC: Perhaps a homage to her father?

Dark Wolf sweeps the legs of Lucretia, now Wolf is Pulling DVD to his feet, TDW tosses him over the top rope to the floor.

JC: I think The Dark Wolf might think he has an opportunity to pick Ms. Black's bones! The Dark Wolf is jaw-jacking at Dave Van Dam, but now Lucretia Black pops up and grabs Dark Wolf from behind.

JC: What's Ms. Black got in mind here?!

RW: I believe she's setting him up for the Immovable Object!

Indeed Ms. Black has hooked The Dark Wolf for her trademark move, the Immovable Object. She attempts to lift him, but as she is doubled over and pushing up with her legs, the weight of Dark Wolf proves to much for her. Her legs, wobbly beneath the weight, give out. She falls forward with TDW landing right on her head.

JC: Oh no! That could well have done some serious damage to Ms. Black!

RW: I knew she couldn't lift the 212 pound Dark Wolf! What was she thinking?!

JC: Randy, she may have been able to do it under normal circumstances, but she's already been through Hell with TDW and DVD. The fatigue was just too much.

Lucretia Black rolls out of the ring and now all three are down again. The referee just looks at all three, confused.

RW: The ref has to do something here!

JC: What can he do? It's a triple threat!

Rolling himself over to the ropes, The Dark Wolf uses them to pull himself to his feet, then climbs out of the ring. Grabbing Lucretia Black, he brings her to her feet and drives her head into the announce table. This seems to anger Ms. Black, as she grabs Dark Wolf's head and slams him face first into the announce table as well.

JC: Oh great!

RW: How come they've always got to come over here?!

Walking over to the timekeeper's table, Lucretia grabs the United States Championship belt.

JC: What's she doing with that?!

RW: It's her belt, John!

JC: I know that, but what is she doing with it in the middle of the match? The title's not even on the line tonight! Ms. Black stares at The Dark Wolf, an evil look in her eyes.

RW: That answer your question, John?

JC: I think it might! The Dark Wolf gets back standing upright, and spots Lucretia holding the title belt. Wanting none of it, he slides back into the ring. Black gives chase, but Dark Wolf slides right out the other side and begins to walk up the ramp. Lucretia slides out right behind him, staying in hot pursuit. As the two head up the ramp, the referee begins a reluctant ten count.

Ref: 1!

The Dark Wolf reaches the stage.

Ref: 2!

Lucretia Black reaches the stage right behind him. The Dark Wolf turns just as she gets there and he kicks her in the gut.

Ref: 3!

The Dark Wolf delivers a knife edge chop slapping across Ms. Black's chest. She responds with a desperation thumb to the eye. Neither one of them has noticed that Dave Van Dam silently stalking up the ramp.

Ref: 4!

The Dark Wolf throws a half-blinded haymaker for Ms. Black's head, but Lucretia ducks underneath it, their momentum causing them to switch their previous places.

Ref: 5!

Lucretia Black now swings the United States Championship at The Dark Wolf's head, trying to nail him in the face. Dark Wolf ducks this in the same fashion that Ms. Black ducked the haymaker, causing them to switch back to their original positions on the stage.

Ref: 6!

The Dark Wolf fires a Super Kick that connects with Ms. Black's jaw and floors her right there on the stage. TDW staggers momentarily in fatigue, but manages to stay on his feet by standing with his legs spread wide apart.

Ref: 7!

Seizing another opportunity, DVD now grabs TDW by the head and rams him head first into the entrance area of the Inferno set.

Ref: 8!

As the ref counts "eight" The Dark Wolf falls backwards onto the steel of the stage. Van Dam now realizes that the ten count is in progress and begins to sprint down to the ring!

RW: No way he makes it!

Ref: 9! DVD makes it to the end of the ramp just the ref counts nine!

JC: Can Dave get back in the ring in time?! He slides in!

Ref: 10!

The ref calls for the bell, which rings on cue.

JC: Did he get there in time?!

RW: I don't know, John, I don't think he did!

The ref hesitates a moment... walks over to Dave Van Dam as he gets to his feet... and raises his hand!

JC: He did! He made it in before the 10! I think he's won it!


Winner: DVD

Amanda Summers: Here is your winner, as a result of a double countout... DAVE... VAN... DAM!

JC: A double countout! Dave Van Dam won it!

RW: Well, definitely some unusual circumstances in the closing moments of this match. The referee seemed reluctant to make any counts at all as the rules of a triple threat don't usually allow for countouts or disqualifications. But once all three competitors were out of the ring he had to turn to his own discretion as a referee and he began to count all three out.

JC: Yeah, but Dave Van Dam was in the right place at the right time to be the only one to beat the ten count, and by hook or by crook he picks up the victory! What a match!

RW: That's an understatement, John! If this wasn't the Match Of The Year so far, I don't know what was! These three just stole the show right here tonight on Inferno!

JC: And we've still got a World Championship match tonight! We will have a new SFT Champion before this night is over, so stay tuned!

Main Event
Havoc vs. Sara Pettis
( Final LL match )

Sara Pettis makes her way to the ring to mostly cheers as the young woman is alone with no accompaniment.

RW: This little lady has gone through hell in this tournament and still stands.

JC: Shes a testament to her breeding.

The arena is completely dark as "Bullet-Proof Skin" begins. The only light now comes from the illuminated screen as words appear and pass.. "Carnal"..."Fatal"...."Immortal" The guitar riffs and the crowd pops insanely. Smoke sifts through the entrence ramp, the lights beneath it illuminating it. As the lights are turned on Havoc walks through the smoke to another pop. He walks slowly and gracefully down the ramp, stopping for a moment to gently roll a tuft of smoke from his mouth and look at the "Havoc" signs dispersed amongst the crowd. He slides into the ring and walks to one turnbuckle standing atop it and raising one arm; the crowd pops again. He walks to the corner diagonal from that and poses again, to another pop.

JC: Here we go folks

Havoc starts it off with a flying clothesline then a armdrag takedown. Havoc tries a powerslam but Sara counters into an X-Factor. She covers but only gets a 2 count.

Havoc with a double axe handle as Sara is down. She comes right back with a spear! Havoc gets up angry and rushes Sara sho trips him up and small packages the big guy 1,2,3!

RW: Holy shit, Sara caught Havoc by surprise and that’s it!

JC: The long road of the LL ends in an abrupt fashion as Sara Pettis is SFT’s New World Champion.

Sara grabs the SFT title as she kneels with it in her arms tears running down her cheeks.

Winner: Sara Pettis

Ending

As the smoke settles and Sara Pettis holds the SFT Title high in the air, "Don't Stop Believin" starts to play again. The fans go wild and rise to their feet to welcome a new era in Strike Fantasy Towers. She climbs to the second rope and holds the title high, not taking her eyes off of it. As she steps down and turns around, Havoc is standing before her holding the Tag Team Titles and the Hardcore Title.

JC: Look at the rage in his eyes, Randy. This isn't going to be good.

Soon enough, the rage fades and Havoc hugs Sara, who is now in tears. As he backs away, he leaves one of the Tag Titles on her shoulder, then raises her hand high in the air.

RW: This is truly a special moment. The legacy of her family lives on as she is now SFT World Heavyweight Champion!

JC: But at what cost? Her uncle disappeared a week ago and has not been heard of since.

RW: Rumor has it, he took his own life... but the body has yet to be found.

With all four titles in possession, Sara and Havoc pose for the fans, the lights go out. The StrikeTron lights up and we see two feet suspended off of the ground. There is an eerie silence as the camera pans up and we follow the body to the head. It is Nathan Gust, suspended from the ceiling by a noose.

JC: OH MY GOD!

RW: This is terrible!

Suddenly, Nathan's head lifts up and he smiles.

Nathan Gust: Gotcha! You know I couldn't help being a renegade...

"Reneagde" by Jay-Z ft. Eminem starts to play and the lights come back on. Standing behind Sara and Havoc in the center of the ring is Nathan Gust and...

JC: Dave Van Dam?!

Dave and Nathan look at each other, then creep up behind Sara and Havoc, who are confused. Nathan lifts Sara up onto his shoulders in a seated position as Dave scoops Havoc up in a reverse death valley driver position. They turn around, Dave hits Total Vandamnation, and Nathan hits the Holocaust Driver!

RW: What is going on?!

JC: DVD and Gust just took out Pettis and Havoc!

The two men stand up, shake hands, and Dave picks up a microphone as the music dies down.

Dave Van Dam: For several long years... the Eternal Renegades have been at rest. But now, we are reborn. Welcome to the new age of excellence here in SFT.

He hands the mic over to the man most believe should be SFT Champion right now. Nathan kneels down by Sara and grabs the SFT Title.

Nathan Gust: You did really well tonight, Sara. I am proud of you. Don't think for a second that I'm not coming after you, darlin'. You have what belongs to me... and it's only a matter of time before I realize my destiny.

He drops the mic, kisses his niece on the forehead, and lays the title down next to her. DVD and Gust then raise their arms high in the air as "Renegade" starts up again.

JC: I can't believe what we just witnessed. Nathan Gust and Dave Van Dam... have aligned?!

RW: That's right. And apparently, they go by the name that DVD and Sara's father used in SFT years ago. What a coincidence.

JC: Well, folks, that's all the time we have for you tonight.

RW: Laters.

The show fades away...



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