Darkness ends with light as the arena is lit full blast with JC and RW at their spaces.

Brass and JT are both in the ring already. The bell rings and JT starts it off with a clothesline followed by swinging neckbreaker he covers Brass 1………….2………….kickout!

RW: Brass is not going to lose that fast.

JT with a running powerbomb but doesn’t cover. JT goes up for a top rope knee drop but Brass gets out of the way. Brass now on the offensive with an elbow drop followed by a suplex.

JC: there we go again Brass going with the quick power moves.

Brass with a suplex followed by a powerslam, he tries a cover 1…………2…………kickout!

Brass now goes up top with JT and goes for a top rope tombstone piledriver he connects it 1……………………..we see Twilight come running down………..2…………………..3!!! Twilight is in the ring a moment too late he nails Brass with a double axe handle and Twilight and JT proceed to beat up on Brass.

Winner: Brass Martin

RW: I think Twilight wants to make sure Brass doesn’t make it to WAR!

Kyle comes running down as Twilight and JT exit the ring.

Mike Zybala’s music plays over the PA System and he comes out through the ring thru the crowd, stopping along to way to mosh/dance with the crowd, because the music is that hot.

JC: Haha this one of a kind entrance

The Accountant walks to the ring carrying a silver briefcase and wearing spectacles. The Accountant enters the ring via the middle rope and then he sets the briefcase down under one of the corner turnbuckles, pops it open, places his glasses in it, closes it, and prepares for his opponent to enter the ring. If the opponent is in the ring he gives him a nasty smirk and readies for battle.

RW: The Accountant has been rusty ever since returning to SFT, let’s see if he can change things around today.

Ding, ding, ding…

The Bell rings and both men lock up in the corner, The Accountant manages to get the upper hand and push Mike Zybala into a corner and delivers a couple of chops along the way. Then a knee to the gut and Mike falls down to one knee. The Accountant stomps Mike Zybala till he is on the ground, then chokes him with the heel of his boot until the ref makes him break it up. The Accountant backs up and as Mike Zybala is about to get up The Accountant gives him a cheap shot to the head as he runs and elbows him. The Accountant picks up Mike Zybala and throws him to the ropes and as he comes back attempts a Running Bulldog but Mike pushes him off and nails him with a huge super kick to the jaw. Down goes The Accounant.

RW: Ouch that must have hurt.

JC: Nah I don’t think so hes strong.

RW: Well lets see you get in the ring with them.

JC: I said he is strong not me.

Mike Zybala picks up The Accountant and irish whips The Accountant hard into a corner and The Accountant hit with so much impact he fell to the floor. Mike Zybala sees an opportunity and hits a rolling thunder. The momentum has changed in favor of Mike. Oh and now Mike is getting him in his trademark position. Can you say oww? That looks like a one legged boston crab with an ankle lock. The Accountant is searching and finally manages to get a hand on the ropes.

RW: it could have been over right there.

Mike Zybala waits for the perfect timing and as The Accountant gets up kicks him in the gut and delievers his finisher the “Mind Eraser” and down goes The Accountant hard to the canvas. Mike Zybala goes for the pin.

1… 2… kickout!

Zybala goes up top and tries a frogsplash but Accountant lifts up the knees and Zybala is hurt! Accountant covers 1..........2..........3!

Winner: The Accountant

"Enter Sandman" by Metallica hits the loudspeakers and green and gold pyro erupt at the stage area. Kyle Murphy walks out onto the stage wearing a Mike Eruzione team USA hockey jersey, getting a huge pop from the crowd. Kyle Murphy looks back at the entrance way and for one time only Rachel is coming out with him. He walks confidently down the aisle, completely focused on the ring and the match at hand. At ringside Kyle leaps to the top of the steps, then walks across the apron to the middle of the apron before displaying the "USA." Rachel walks into the ring and stands in the corner where Kyle is. Then Murphy gestures around his waist, before holding up one hand and pointing at his ring finger. The crowd continues to roar, and Murphy steps down off the second rope. He removes the jersey and tosses it into the crowd before stepping into the ring. Going to the corner, he steps up onto the second rope and tugs on the jersey, proud set to wrestle. Then he escorts Rachel out of the ring and sits her ringside next to John and Randy. He rolls back into the ring.

JC: What a special treat, Rachel is out here with her man Kyle for the first time in a long time.

RW: We got half the equation and here comes the other half.

The lights begin to dim and then go out. Two quarters drop on a table on the Tron. "You Dont Know" by Eminem ft. 50 Cent, Cashis, and Lloyd Banks hits the PA system. Gold, silver, and green lights flash throughout the arena. A single red spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp and out from behind the curtain walks Big T and his former partner MM follows behind him, both wearing XCW t-shirts. Big T and MM both begin making his way down the ramp and the fans are cheering them so loud its deafening. But the crowd's reaction phases Big T not, MM takes in the cheers. Big T and MM walks up the stairs and enters the ring. Big T jumps up on the middle turnbuckle, yells out to the crowd, and takes in their love for him. MM jumps up on the opposite corner and looks out to the crowd. "You Dont Know" fades off and the lights come back on as Big T steps off the rope and waits in the corner and MM makes his way out of the ring.

JC: Another surprise with Big T’s old tag partner MM coming out here with him.

RW: Well Big T asked for Rachel to be here and he wanted MM here so they are both here and this match outta be good.

JC: XCW alumni, old running buddies, and friends about to do battle over simple respect.

RW: This match is no disqualification so you know its going to be brutal.

JC: Here we go…

Ding Ding Ding

Kyle Murphy and Big T stand across the ring from each other staring angrily into each other’s eyes.

RW: The tension is thick enough to be cut with a chainsaw.

The crowd is going nuts as the two combatants start circling around the ring. Then they lock up. The two jockey for position trying show who is stronger but they shove each other off due to the fact neither can get an edge.

JC: Evenly matched so far but so much more match to go.

RW: Here they go again.

Kyle Murphy and Big T lock back up and Big T slowly pushes Kyle back toward the corner but just before he pushes Kyle back into the corner Kyle reverses it and puts Big T in the corner. Kyle tries for a punch but Big T blocks it and lands one of his own. He lands another punch to Kyle and a couple more punches to Kyle.

JC: Kyle is getting rocked by Big T. Big T whips Kyle into the ropes, Kyle bounces off the ropes and leap frogs Big T, bounces off the ropes again and steps over Big T who down on the mat, Kyle bounces off the ropes again and Big T catches him with a dropkick. Kyle rolls out of the ring.

RW: Big T caught Kyle with a nice dropkick.

Big T immediately follows Kyle Murphy outside of the ring. Big T grabs Kyle by the hair and smashes his head into ring apron. Kyle stumbles away but Big T stay in pursuit and rams Kyle Murphy into the steel guardrail. Big T grabs Kyle by the hair again and sets him up for a suplex on the floor, but Kyle reverses it and tries to suplex Big T but Big T goes up and behind Kyle and runs him into the ring post.

JC: Kyle’s face just got slammed into the ring post!

RW: That’ll rearrange some facial features.

Big T goes under the ring looking for a weapon of some kind and comes out with a trash can. He lifts it above his head and blasts Kyle Murphy in the head causing Kyle to drop to the mat. Big T drops the trash can and picks up a broom. Big T waits for Kyle Murphy to get up and smashes it over his back. Big T yells out to the crowd.

Big T: WHO WANTS TO DISRESPECT ME NOW?!

JC: Its all about disrespect for Big T.

RW: And he will not be disrespected.

Big T grabs a trash can lid and as he walks over to Kyle Murphy Kyle jumps up and runs at Big T and takes him down with an STO back breaker. Big T rolls around on the floor holding his back. Kyle Murphy grabs a steel chair and waits for Big T to get up.

JC: He’s going to nail him.

Kyle Murphy hauls back and as Big T stands up he blasts him in the head with the chair.

RW: Big T has been busted open with that vicious chair shot!

Kyle Murphy walks around the ring and gives Rachel a kiss. Then he walks back over toward Big T and begins to pick him up from behind but as he does Big T catches Kyle with a mule kick to the crotch.

JC & RW: Oooooooh!!!

RW: Worse pain a man can endure other than a woman scorned.

Kyle Murphy rolls around on the floor holding his junk. Big T uses the stairs to pick himself up off the floor. He wipes his forehead and looks at his hand to see blood. He starts stomping the hell out of Kyle Murphy.

JC: Big T is putting the boots to Kyle Murphy; And who ever thought I’d say that?

Big T picks Kyle up off the floor, lifts him up and slams him chest first on the guardrail. Kyle just hangs on the guardrail. Big T goes back under the ring and pulls out a table. As Kyle Murphy is holding his ribs Big T takes him down with a clothesline. Then Big T sets the table up between the ring and the guardrail, still with blood dripping from his head. Big T picks Kyle Murphy up and punches him a couple times before placing him on top the table. Big T climbs up on the apron and starts to climb up on the turnbuckles. Before he gets to the top he stops and looks out to the crowd, pointing at his XCW t-shirt.

RW: He’s got bad intentions, I can feel it.

JC: Oh shit!!! Big T goes all the way to the top and then dives off doing a moonsault but as he is coming down Kyle Murphy rolls off the table and Big T goes crashing right through the table.

JC: Crash…

RW: …And burn!!

Big T is laying in a heap of a bloody mess and what’s left of the table. Kyle Murphy picks Big T up and rolls him in the ring. Kyle Murphy follows insuit and covers Big T.

RW: 1… 2…

JC: Noooo!! Big T kicked out!!

RW: How in the hell did Big T kick out?

JC: Big T is “The Icon” and “The Legend” for a reason, not just monikers he gave himself.

Kyle Murphy can’t believe it so he gets on top of Big T and starts laying in the fists.

RW: Kyle Murphy can’t believe he kicked out.

Kyle rolls out of the ring and grabs another steel chair and rolls back into the ring.

JC: Believe it or not Big T is getting up.

RW: But I think he’s getting knocked back down.

Kyle Murphy raises the steel chair above his head and waits for Big T to stand up. Big T stands up with his back facing Kyle Murphy and as he stumbles around Kyle swings the chair but Big T catches the chair and more importantly Kyle’s face with a Game Over.

JC: Game Over!! Game Over to Kyle and the chair caught him in the face as well.

RW: Kyle is bleeding too.

The fans are out of their seats and screaming and yelling for this battle we’re all watching. The two men slowly begin to stir and stand up. Big T is up a bit before Kyle Murphy is and moves fast toward Kyle Murphy but grabs him up and hits the No Maker’s Mark but at the same time Big T hits Change The Game.

JC: No Maker’s Mark and at the same time Change The Game? Sweet!

The way they landed there each got an arm over each other.

RW: 1… 2… 3!!! Its over, the referee counted them both down.

Both Kyle Murphy and Big T are laying on the mat, not really moving a whole lot and both very much bleeding. MM and Rachel both run in the ring to check on there respective people.

JC: Rachel and MM look very concerned about Kyle and Big T.

RW: They need some kind of medical assistance.

EMT’s and other medical personnel come out to ringside to aid Big T and Kyle Murphy. But when the EMT’s try to help them, they shove the EMT’s away. Then they both get up and look at each other.

JC: I think they wanna fight some more.

RW: These two guys really want to kill each other.

Big T and Kyle can barely move but still try to go toward each other, but in the beaten down and weaken condition it is very easy for MM and Rachel to hold them back. President Chimpo comes out and is telling them both to leave the ring. Neither really wants to but both decide it is for the best specially in there current state. Big T & MM and the golden couple Kyle Murphy & Rachel exit the ring and go backstage.

Winner: DRAW

Harold: Kyle, you and Big T just almost destroyed each other.

Kyle Murphy: Harold, Big T and I just did battle and could’ve destroyed ourselves out there. Bottom line I have been having some brutal matches and I need a few weeks to heal up some nagging pains. I will be back and Big T, as soon as I get back I want you and me in that ring and your ass better be ready!!

The Golden Couple walk away off into the sunset as we go back to ringside

Amanda Summers: The following match is a lumberjack match! Introducing first... the lumberjacks! Some generic Slaughter theme song hits and out comes a stream of wrestlers. Amanda summers announces them one by one...

Amanda Summers: Mikheil Jarvis! Brass Martin! Jake Cannon! Rayn! The Accountant! Jonathan Templeton! TK Money! Mike Zybala! ...and Connor MacDaddy!

JC: Quite the lumberjacks we've got there... this sould make things interesting! The lumberjacks surround the ring as Three Gold Pyrotechnics go off as Mark Halbrook walks down the stage with his right hand raised as in victory. Halbrook closes his eyes as he walks to the ring, he slides under the ropes and gets into a wrestling stance.

RW: Mark Halbrook looks to make his mark here in SFT against Daniel Jacobson! Daniel Jacobson comes down to the ring and points two fingers in the air as pyros go off and purple haze by Jimi Hendrix plays on the PA system. Once in the ring he gets on the top rope and taunts the crowd as they cheer.

JC: Let's rock!

The bell rings and without locking up, Halbrook quickly goes for an arm-drag takedown, holding the arm for a submission. Jacobson fights it a little bit before scissoring Halbrook's head, forcing the break of the hold. Halbrook releases and nips up to his feet; Jacobson does the same as they both meet center of the ring. Elbow by Jacobson into a whip to the ropes. Jacobson lays out, Halbrook jumps over, Jacobson back up, Dropkick! Halbrook crashes to the mat as Jacobson gets back up.

RW: This is wrestling at its finest. These two guys really don't have any love for one another.

Halbrook is up as Jacobson runs toward him; arm-drag takedown by Halbrook, Jacobson is back up, another by Halbrook, Jacobson is up once more, a third, wait, blocked! Jacobson spins through, Hip-toss! Jacobson covers quickly.

1..... Kickout!

Halbrook and Jacobson to their feet again, quick snap neck-breaker by Jacobson, another cover. 1..... Kickout!

Jacobson is back up, same as Halbrook, Jacobson goes for a DDT, but he is thrown down by Halbrook. Halbrook quickly drops an elbow on Jacobson. Halbrook lifts Jacobson to his feet, powerful spine buster!

1..... 2..... Kickout!

JC: And out of nowhere he pulls off a powerful move like that!

RW: This will certainly give him some momentum. Halbrook gets up, dropping an elbow almost immediately after standing up, Jacobson rolls out of the way. Halbrook and Jacobson are both back to their feet. Halbrook runs at Jacobson, but gets taken down quickly with a humongous clothesline from Jacobson. Jacobson then goes over and climbs the ropes. All of a sudden, Connor MacDaddy jumps on the apron and shakes the top-rope! Daniel Jacobson slips and crotches himself on the top turnbuckle. Halbrook gets up and runs to the turnbuckle and gives Jacobson a right, he then climbs up with him.

RW: Superplex time!

JC: Wait, Jacobson is giving him shots to the ribs! Oh, Super front suplex!

Jacobson gives a glowing smile as he leaps off the ropes, Frogsplash! He connects with it! Halbrook seems out! The cover!

1..... 2.....

The referee gets pulled out of the ring by Connor MacDaddy!

JC: What is his problem?

RW: We know the history between MacDaddy and Jacobson, Daniel cost MacDaddy the World title!

Jacobson is furious. Connor quickly hides, and the referee has no idea who pulled him out, so he slides back into the ring. Jacobson lifts Halbrook and hits an atomic drop, he then goes for that hard clothesline, but Halbrook ducks it, Neckbreaker! Cover!

1..... 2..... Kickout!

Halbrook is quickly up, standing legdrop. He runs to the ropes, quick leg drop!!

1..... 2..... Kickout!

Halbrook goes to the top rope, Jacobson closely behind as he gets to his feet. Jacobson runs at Halbrook, who back flips off of the ropes. Jacobson hits the turnbuckle and turns around quickly, running at Halbrook. Halbrook quickly hits a huge Side effect. They are both down.

1… 2… 3…. 4… Halbrook stirs, getting to a knee, Jacobson is still down… Connor MacDaddy reaches in and pulls Daniel Jacobson out of the ring. Then, Connor, Mike Zybala, The Account and Rayn all start putting the boots to Daniel Jacobson. 5… 6… Halbrook is on his feet and the count is broken. Mark Halbrook sees what is going on and dives over the top-rope onto everyone!

JC: Oh my! What a move!

Mark Halbrook picks Jacobson up and slides him into the ring. Mark quickly sneaks behind Jacobson, Sleeper-hold! Jacobson fights it for a couple seconds before giving in to the pressure. His breathing slows as the ref goes to check him. Jacobson gives no response. The ref grabs Jacobson's wrist, he lifts it, and it falls. The ref lifts it again; it still falls. The ref warns, one more time and the match is over. He lifts it, and it falls, but it rises before hitting the ground! Jacobson begins to fight up to his feet. He elbows Halbrook until he releases the hold.

RW: He still has some fight in him!

Jacobson runs to the ropes, on rebound he hits Halbrook with a knee-lift. Halbrook stumbles back as Jacobson comes back, but he is quickly taken down by Halbrook with a huge spinning wheelkick. Jacobson picks him up in a powerbomb position!

RW: This will surely spell the end.

Halbrook gets drilled with the Mohawk Drop! Right before Daniel Jacobson pins, he runs and baseball slides Connor MacDaddy, who flys into the barricade! Jacobson covers.

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

JC: Daniel Jacobson wins! Daniel starts to get up and goes to the corner to celebrate. Connor MacDaddy sneaks up behind Jacobson with a steel chair and nails him in the back. Jacobson goes down and connor starts bringing down the chair more. The crowd erupts as Nathan Gust slides into the ring out of nowhere. He attacks Connor from behind and starts clubbing the back of his head. Connor manages to roll out of the ring, and retreats to the back, as Nathan begs him to get back in. Connor looks back in the ring, as his fiance runs out from the back.

JC: Nathan is furious!

RW: Here comes his cousin, Connor's fiance... Jane Schorg!

Connor acts like he wants to run back into the ring, but Jane talks him out of it. Connor goes to the back as the fans boo him. Daniel gets up and Nathan celebrates with him in the ring.

JC: I'm being told in my ear... Nathan Gust demanded earlier and Shadow just signed it... Nathan Gust vs. Connor MacDaddy LIVE on next WAR!

RW: Oh my!

Winner: Daniel Jacobson

Trent Steel is in the ring as Nebel by Rammstein hits the PA system, and the lights in the arena turn blue. Jared Mayer walks out from the back.Not stopping to pause, he just walks down the aisle and shows no emotion. Once he is in the ring, the two opponents circle each other for a few seconds, and the ref ring the bell.

JC: Look at the intensity in each other's eyes!

RW: Yeah, they know that this is for the Flesh and Bone championship. For the folks at home that does not know what this type of match is; here are a list of the rules: No DQ! That means anything goes for this match.

The two lockup and Trent nails Jared with a headlock take over. Jared struggles for a few moments and Trent forces his shoulders down to the mat for a three count.

1....... 2...... Kickout!

JC: Wow! Already we could have had a new champion! With only a headlock too!

RW: Don't be absurd no one wins with just a headlock, you know it and I know it.

The action continues in the ring and Trent is forced back onto his feet by Jared, as he leads him to the ropes and irish whips him to the other side of the ring. Coming back, Jared catches him in a capture suplex and throws him back hard with Trent landing on the back of his neck! Jared wastes no time going for the pin!

1..... 2..... KICKOUT!

RW: Folks, this one is going to the exreme, with that capture suplex, Trent Steel could've broken his neck. I for one am thankful he did not. He'd be paralyzed for life with that one.

JC: Yeah, there's no doubt about it. We'd also have a fricassee!

RW: Would you cool it? I was being serious

JC: Sorry

Trent Steel slowly makes his way back to his feet. He shakes the cobwebs off, as he runs towards Jared Mayer and clotheslines him, knocking him down hard to the mat. Trent doesn't go for the pin, instead he climbs between the rope and lands on the ground. He kneels down and looks for a weapon. Finding a chair, he climbs back into the ring where Mayer is waiting on his feet already after the clothesline. Trent goes to swing the chair and Mayer dropkicks the chair into the face of Trent Steel sending him to the mat. Mayer goes for the pin.....

1......

2......

KICKOUT!

JC: WIth that dropkick to the chair on Steel's face, there could have been a new champion!

RW: Yeah, now this is what the Flesh and Bone title is all about! Hardcore action, and I'm sure the fans at home are enjoying this!

JC: What about the fans here in the arena? They're getting their money's worth.

RW" Touche my friend.

Going back to the ring, Mayer pulls Trent up to his feet grabbing the hair, and leaves his dazed and confused. Mayer picks the chair up that is on laying on the side by Trent and swings it towards Steel hitting him in the face. Steel hit the mat once again, and this time Steel is bleeding.

JC: Those repeated blows to the face has caused Trent Steel to bleed.

RW: Yeah, one more of those, we could have a concussion on our hands.

Mayer stomps on him and climbs through the ropes, and searches for a weapon. This time he finds a table and throws it back into the ring. On his way to the ring, Steel slowly makes his way to his feet and catches Mayer by suprise with a roll up. 1..... 2.... kickout!

RW: WOW! That was a surprise. As beat up as Steel is, I'm sure he didn't have enough left in him to continue, but it looks like I was wrong.

JC: Yeah! We both were! The prom date has just begun, and the night is not over as this main event as cooked up!

With renewed breath, Steel locks Mayer up in position for a suplex, and snaps him back hard onto that steel chair causing Mayer to yell in pain. Steel just looks down at him as the blood continues to run down his face. By now it is deeper than crimson. The blood is pouring down Trent's face.

After delivering that suplex to Mayer, he walks over to the table in pain and sets it up with obvious intent to cause more pain to Jared.

RW: That table is now in play. It looks like anyone can use it.

JC: Yeah, no kidding. I hate tables. you know the other day, I had a piece of table in my sandwich.

RW: How'd it taste?

JC: Like cardboard.

The action continues inside the ring as both men are punching each other now and trying to get the advantage. Finally Jared does, and throws Trent into the table where it is set up. It does not break yet due to the unreeling amount of force with his Irish whip. Both men are exhausted by now, and Mayer walks over to Trent. He picks him up and throws him into the table breaking it. Then he picks Steel back up and delivers a brainbuster DDT. Mayer goes for the PIN!

1.... 2.... Kickout!

JC: How the hell did he kickout of that DDT? After taking the beating that Trent's taken, he should be out for the count...literally.

RW: This is for the Flesh and Bone championship, both competitors have to give it their all. No one walks away with the championship as a loser. One man must win!

Again, Jared forces Trent back to his feet, and delivers one hell of a pumphandle DDT and goes for the cover again!

1.... 2..... KICKOUT!

JC: Trent isn't giving up, this is like the battle of Troy!

RW: Huh? Oh nevermind...Let's go back to the ring. Slowly recovering from those two huge moves, Trent makes his way back up to his feet and clotheslines Mayer hard to the mate, soon Trent makes his way out of the ring and searches underneath the ring for a weapon. A few seconds later he finds a ladder, sets it up and starts to climb.

Meanwhile in the ring, Jared Mayer makes his way to his feet and see Trent on top of the ladder. He starts to make his way out, but it was too late, Trent flies at Mayer with a cross body block, and drives him to the mat.

1.... 2.... thr- kickout!

RW: Again, Mayer kicks out. This has been really something this main event when will it end?

JC: Like you said, both men want to be champion, and the only way that will be is to pin one another to the mat, or at least their opponent. Sorry folks.

After the kick out by Jared Mayer, Trent Steel runs back out to get the ladder. He folds it up and slides it back in the ring. He too slides back in after it and is caught by a stomp to the shoulder by Mayer. Mayer drags Steel back up to his feet and slams Steel back down to the mat on the ladder, and Steel cries out in pain and is seen flailing.

JC: Wow, that had to have hurt. I don't understand how he can still be alive after that. Ladders don't have much give to them!

RW: No they don't, and how either men are standing after the brutal beatings they've taken are way beyond me. Mayer once again brings Steel back up to his feet, and Irish whips him to the outside of the ring, and hard. The people in the few rows by the ring heard the smack of Steel's back.

Mayer follows Steel to the outside of the ring where he is caught with a low blow. Mayer falls to the ground and Steel goes for the pin.

1..... 2..... KICKOUT!

RW: Meh...I wasn't too impressed.

JC: Shush! You want us to lose our jobs?

Steel gets up off of Mayer after the disappointment and grabs Mayer by the hair and throws him into the ring causing pain to the small of Jared's back, meanwhile Steel goes to the other side to find a weapon. He gets on his knee, and searches for one. Soon he finds a Singapore cane. Trent smiles and runs over to Mayer full force with cane over his head and smashes it over Jared's head, causing him to bleed. Jared feels the blood. He is enraged by it and slams Trent over the security rail with a death valley driver. The two are now in the crowd.

RW: I knew it would come down to this, both men are now in the crowd fighting! People are getting their money's worth tonight.

JC: Duh...this is for the Flesh and Bone championship after all.

Steel slowly makes his way to his feet, and he starts to throw punches. Jared starts the same, this happens for a few minutes, until Trent gets the upper hand and throw Mayer back over the security rail and follows.

Trent picks up the Singapore cane once again and goes to smashes it over Mayer's face, but Mayer ducks and nails Trent with double arm Suplex. Smiling, Jared goes for the pin.

1..... 2.... kickout!

JC: Once again, Trent is showing his heart in this match.

RW: Yes he is. Trent Steel has a lot of heart, as should all competitors in SFT

By now Jared is pissed. He's tried time and time again to put him away and can't seem to do it. So, he searches for a weapon and finds a trash can. He knocks Steel over the head with it, forcing him to the ground and placing the garbage can over the head of Trent Steel.

Mayer goes into the ring and grabs the steel chair, flies back out of the ring and starts to repeatedly smash the chair over the trash can making a huge noise, It can be heard through out the entire building.

JC: Jesus! When is this gonna stop?

RW: I dunno, I do believe that Jared Mayer is trying to beat him into submission.

A few chair shots later, the trash can comes off, and Mayer throws Steel back into the ring, and covers him.

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

JC: We have a winner!

RW: Thank god the brutalness has stopped. I don't know how much longer Trent could have survived this match.

Winner: Jared Mayer

Pain Inside by Adema blast over the loud speakers and green and red lighting strike the arena. The words “My time is now…” Flash across the screen.

Aidan Morag walks from backstage and stands at the top of the ramp. The crowd erupts as Aidan stand there with his hands like fists solid down in front of his waist.

After taking in the cheers Aidan head to the ring.

JC: Can you believe who is here??

RW: I never thought I’d see the day Aidan Morag walked back in an SFT arena!!

Aidan is in the ring with a mic…

Aidan Morag: Thank you!! Thank you, thank you!! Wow it’s good to be back here. What a fucking road it’s been. I know, I bet you all sitting there wondering why I’m here. I’ll get to that in a second. First off, I want Shadow to know that he didn’t win a damn thing. I want that ld bastard to know right now that I’m not here because I have to be, I’m here cause I have unfinished business before I hang up my boots.

Aidan: I know a lot of shit was talked by this roster when RWA had to close it’s doors for ever. I seen and heard it all. You all think that this mother fucker is supreme? I’m here to show you all one last time that Your roster aint got shit on mine, nor me. My run here this time around is not going to be anything long, I’ll tell you that up front. I’m going right down the roster, one by one, winning every match I wrestle, and leaving. That’s all there is to it. So it’s right here bitches…you want some…you know where to find me.

With that Aidan drops the mic as his music hits and he head up the ramp.

JC: Wow, what a statement by the former Co-Owner of RWA.

RW: That man is sick, does he really believe he can do this?

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