Red lights appear all over the arena with flashes of green going off. RW and JC take their spots as the first Slaughter in two years is about to get under way.

Twilight and William Laroche are both in the ring as the bell rings.

RW: Twilight has been getting allot of attention lately, considering he doesn’t wear a mask I don’t quite understand the confusion about his identity.

JC: Eh that’s just cause some in SFT have bad eyesight. Hahaha.

Twilight with a running powerbomb on William. He covers but manages only a two count. Twilight tries a quick elbow drop but William rolls out of the way. William with a kick to the head of Twilight. William with a shoulder block then a huge spear! He covers Twilight the ref counts 1……….2…………kickout!

RW: That was a close one there.

William tries an elbow drop but Twilight gets out of the way, William hurts his side, Twilight gets up instantly gets up locks in a figure 4 leg lock and William has no choice but to submit.

JC: Twilight outlasted William

RW: I feel like Twilight will outlast many in SFT, its already showing.

Winner: Twilight

We head straight to the ring where Daniel Jacobson and The Lion are face-to-face in the center of the ring. Neither fighter moves a muscle, they just keep staring.

RW: This is kind of awkward. Are they going to wrestle?

Finally, Lion pushes Jacobson. Jacobson pushes back. Lion swings, Jacobson ducks, Jacobson hits a European uppercut and Lion rolls out of the ring holding his jaw. He shakes it off and slides back into the ring, but he meets the boot of Jacobson as he stomps away. Daniel helps Lion to his feet and delivers a mean Irish whip. Lion bounces off the ropes and ducks a clothesline, then comes off the other side and hits a mean lariat on Jacobson. Lion pops to his feet and grabs his adversary by the hair, bringing him up before delivering a vicious fisherman buster right in the center of the ring. Lion hits the ropes and goes for an elbow drop, but Daniel moves. Daniel goes for a senton splash, but Lion moves. Lion goes for another elbow drop, again Daniel moves. Daniel goes for a leg drop, this time -- you guessed it -- Lion moves. The two men get to their feet and stare each other down.

JC: It seems like they've both done their homework.

Jacobson extends his hand to Lion, who reluctantly shakes it. Jacobson pulls Lion in and takes him right back down to the mat with a short arm clothesline. He then re-introduces his boot to Lion's back, then watches him crawl to the corner. Jacobson waits as Lion stands up in the corner facing the crowd. Daniel gets in a few shoulder thrusts to the small of Lion's back before lifting him up in a seated position on the turnbuckle, then pulls him down in a tree of woe.

RW: This is never good.

Daniel gets in a few face washes on Lion before running to the opposite side of the ring. With a fit of rage, Daniel runs and hits a mean dropkick to Lion's face, causing him to fall out of the tree of woe position. Jacobson goes for the cover...

1... 2... NO!

JC: Lion got his foot on the bottom rope just in time!

Jacobson gets up and argues with the ref, allowing Lion the time to get to his feet and get some strategy. The fans cheer as Lion taps Jacobson on the shoulder. Daniel swings his elbow back, Lion ducks... then kicks Jacobson in the gut and runs off the ropes... landing a nice yakuza kick to Jacobson's head. As he gets to one knee, Lion hits a shining wizard and goes for the cover!

1... NO!

RW: Not enough for a two count? That sucks.

Lion has gained momentum now and he waits for Daniel to get to his feet. He pushes Daniel in the corner and sets him up in a seated position. He sets Jacobson up in a tree of woe, but on the outside of the ropes.

JC: This looks even more dangerous than the last one.

The fans cheer as Lion goes to the outside of the ring and slaps hands with a few fans before turning his attention back to Daniel and running as fast as he can towards the ring, clotheslining the side of Daniel's head. The impact causes Daniel to be released from the tree of woe position. On the way down, Lion catches Daniel on his shoulders and hits a TKO. He goes for the cover...

RW: ...

JC: ...

Being that he's on the outside of the ring, the referee won't make the count. He tells Lion to slide him back in, so he listens. Lion slides into the ring and covers Jacobson.

1... 2... Kickout!

RW: Was almost over there.

Lion stands up Daniel trying to go for a chokeslam but Daniel knees Lion in the stomach and lowers a shoulder and throws Daniel over the top of the rope onto the cement. Daniel just falls flat and Lion is not getting up either. The ref doesn’t quite know what to do but starts the count on Lion who is outside the ring.

JC: Lion get up!

The ref counts 1…………………2………………….3……………4……………….5……………6..

RW: I think its over here.

7…………………8………….9………..10!

Winner: Daniel Jacobson

Trent and Seth are already in the ring as the ref calls for the bell. Both men circle each other and do a collar and elbow tie up. Neither Trent nor Seth is getting an advantage, and they push one another off.

RW: This is intense. Neither man is giving up!

JC: Yeah, both men seem to be at an equal advantage.

They tie up again and this time Seth is able to execute an arm drag hip-toss and locks in an armbar. Seth is writhing in pain as the ref goes into check on him.

JC: Ouch! This can't feel too good. Trent isn't giving up though.

RW: Yeah, it's like that Prom date from hell I had.

JC: Will you shut-up? Let's get back to the match.

Working his way up, Trent manages to escape and does his own arm drag hip-toss. This time though, he lays on a hammerlock, and Seth is on the opposite side of the sword.

RW: Seth is getting his just desserts. Come on Trent!

JC: We are supposed to be unbiased here. We'll lose our jobs, you idiot.

RW: Oh, right. Sorry about that folks. I got kind of out of hand there.

Soon afterwards, Trent brings Seth to his feet. He lets go of the hammerlock and before Seth knew it, he was on his back. Trent had given him a schoolboy.

JC: We may have a winner!

RW: Yeah! 1...........2....................3

Winner: Trent Steel

JC: Intensity does not begin to describe this match.

RW: Nope.

Annika and Nex are both in the ring as the bell rings.

RW: Flesh and Bone title will finally be defended tonight!

Nex with a forearm followed up by clothesline then a quick body slam! He covers Annika but only manages a 1 count.

JC: Annika will not be defeated so easy.

Nex tries a top rope elbow drop but Annika rolls out of the way as Nex hits nothing but mat, hurting his elbow. Annika takes advantage as Nex gets up she completes an arm drag take down, followed by a shining wizard kick.

Annika now with her The Tsar Bomba as the fans cheer, she nails her Widowmaker as she covers him 1……….2…………..3!!!

RW: There we have it folks a new Flesh and Bone Champion.

Winner: Annika Reizeger

Before the match even starts we see Twilight and TK Money come running down get in the ring with steel baseball bats and begin to annihilate Zybala and Havoc.

RW: Whats this?

Twilight kneels before the fallen Havoc, TK throws him the mic, and Twilight says “Would you care if I were bleeding? Would you care if I were dead? See Havoc, Ive been alive before and dead many times. And I find that nothing really matters in this world. You think you’re great? Well I am going to make sure you are, I am going to make sure you earn your label of legend. Too long have you been complacent, its time you and I danced.”

JC: Ahh I don’t get it?

RW: Its Twilight talk bro, whats there to get?

Winner: Insert Winner

Connor and Kyle are both in the ring as the bell rings. Connor with a running forearm then a side suplex. But he doesn’t cover, he goes off the rope for a flying body block ala Mike Awesome, but the ref had not gotten out of the way entirely yet, he gets most of the brunt.

RW: Ahh god damn ref get out of the freakin way!

Connor is trying to revive the ref when Daniel Jacobson comes running out with a steel chair, nails Connor in the head and slips out undetected by everyone but the fans.

JC: Ah come on, not a screwjob!

Kyle gets up and doesn’t quite know whats gone on. Kyle with a DDT on Connor and finishes him off with Murphys Law as he covers 1…………..2………..3!

Winner: Kyle Murphy

Slaughter fades to black………

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