Rick Cobbs: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome your hosts for this evening... MARCUS WILLIAMS and BLOODBATH!

*Bloodbath and Marcus Williams walk out to the ring, no music tonight. Rick Cobbs hands Marcus the microphone*

Marcus: Welcome everyone to the fourth ever WEDNESDAY NIGHT CHAOS! Last weeks card was quite an amazing show, with the cage hanging high above for our main event, but look what's here tonight!

*Marcus motions to the sky as the camera pans up to where the scaffolding is.*

Bloodbath: 20 feet above the ring tonight we have this scaffold! and later on a giant barbed wire net will be brought to the ring and attatched to all 4 ring posts, so that whoever falls first will end up in the barbed wire net! It's bad enough they'll fall 20 feet! they'll be cut up once they land in the net!

Marcus: And competing in this match will be the winner of the Late Night Bar Fight two weeks ago... KONVICTED FELON! and his opponent tonight... PHOBOS! these two men know the meaning of extreme!

Bloodbath: Oh yeah, they know extreme alright. This is going to be one hell of a match, it's worth the price of admission! and since you people didn't pay anything to sit in those damn seats, it's DEFINATLY worth it!

Marcus: Also tonight, an action packed undercard! We will see some newcomers in action. Prophet will make his debut tonight against Killer Kid, and Hurricane will debut against Jonathan West.

Bloodbath: Also, "SuperStar" Chip Collins will take on the english football hooligan Hardboy Bullockhead! I'm sure both their tag partners will be at ringside, and all hell could break loose, with the big tornado tag match at Goldrush coming up very soon!

Marcus: Also, in a Heavyweight vs Jr. Heavyweight Match, the super-snob Elite Eric Ego will face Justin Sane. Justin Sane attacked Elite Eric Ego last week, obviously angry at how Eric Ego has had everything handed to him and Justin Sane has had to work hard to get where he is today.

Bloodbath: And speaking of Justin Sane, his two Extreme Icon brothers Ring King and "Hollywood" Carl Aldrich will take on the two Mercenaries, "Captain" Mike Havok and Blade! Justin Sane isn't really getting along too well with these guys, hell, they were both carried out of here last week after they went through the top of our cheap cage! lets hope that this scaffold isn't out of some other promotion's dumpster!

Marcus: Don't worry I actually payed top dollar for this one... anyway, in a big three way Jr. Heavyweight Match, it'll be newcomer Wes Anderson vs the psycotic Shank vs the self-mutilating Stalemate. I expect this match will be all over the arena, and as an added bonus, just this second because I just thought about it, this match will be falls count anywhere!

Bloodbath: And we will also see "Sensational" Stevie Rhymes of Prestige, Power, and Pain take on ShowStopper! These two have dealt with each other in the past, and I'm sure this match will be something!

Marcus: So Ladies and Gentlemen, enjoy the show! when we come back, it's Prophet vs Killer Kid!

*Bloodbath and Marcus leave the ring, and walk to the announcer's booth.*

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Rick Cobbs: This match is scheduled for one fall, with a 20 minute time limit. Coming to the ring, with his bodyguard, the Protector... from Brooklyn, weighing 275lbs... KILLER KID!

*Dope Show by Manson plays as The Protector walks out first, then crosses his arms as Killer Kid walks out. Protector walks behind Killer Kid as the fans boo him. Killer Kid gets to the ring and climbs in the ring as the Protector stands outside.

Rick Cobbs: And his opponent... from parts unknown... weighing 270lbs, PROPHET!

*Prophet walks out, wearing a full black costume with green arcane symbols of magic and a black cloak. He gets to the top of the ramp, and throws his hair back, revealing his completely white eyes, obviously wearing contacts to make it look like he has no pupils. He slowly walks to the ring, and walks up the steps to get into the ring*

Marcus: Well here we go! Prophet obviously wanting to start slowly, he's just circling, but Killer Kid wants to get this match going, he rushes at Prophet, and Prophet sidesteps him. Killer Kid hits the ropes, and comes back, trying for a running lariat... Prophet ducks, and Killer Kid goes to the other side, and comes back... Prophet kicks Killer Kid in the stomach, and... Swinging Neckbreaker!

Bloodbath: Prophet now slowly rises back to his feet and just waits for Killer Kid to get up. Killer Kid gets back up, and stares Prophet in the eyes. Now he shoves Prophet, and Prophet answers back with a knife edge chop! and another! Prophet now throws Killer Kid to the turnbuckle with authority! Killer Kid hits chest first and falls backwards.

Marcus: Prophet now motioning for Killer Kid to get back on his feet! Killer Kid gets back up, and runs at him with a clothesline, Prophet ducks that, and spins around, and hits a clothesline of his own! Killer Kid pounding the mat in frustration, obviously pissed off that he can't seem to do anything to Prophet! Prophet now stands over Killer Kid waiting for him to get up, and Killer Kid hits a low blow!

Bloodbath: Well that'll do the trick. Prophet is doubled over from that shot in the sack, and Killer Kid hits a european uppercut. Prophet staggers backwards a bit, and Killer Kid goes for another lariat... and he hits it this time!

Marcus: About time. Prophet right back to his feet though, and Killer Kid right back on him with a kick to the stomach, and... DDT! and a cover!

REF: 1......2...

Bloodbath: Prophet kicks out fairly easy. Killer Kid pulls Prophet back to his feet, and drags him to the turnbuckle... he's now pulling the pad off, and... he slams Prophet's face into it hard! and again! and again! Prophet is busted open! Prophet staggers backwards, and Killer Kid scoops him up, and bodyslams him down!

Marcus: Killer Kid now in complete control of this match! Killer Kid now backs himself into the corner, and comes running out... kneedrop onto Prophet's forehead!

Bloodbath: He's obviously trying to make that gash in his forehead even bigger! blood is spewing out of Prophet's head! Killer Kid now getting a handful of hair and pulling Prophet to his feet. He throws a left jab, and another, and another, and now a Right hook sending Prophet right back down to the canvas!

Marcus: Killer Kid now sitting on Prophet's chest, and starts throwing quick punches into Prophet's head! Prophet trying to cover up, but Killer Kid is just laying punches into his face! Killer Kid now stands up and brings Prophet back to his feet. Killer Kid kicks Prophet in the stomach and sets him up, this could be the Killer Bomb!... no! Prophet counters with a back body drop!

Bloodbath: Close call for Prophet, this could have been over quick! Prophet now throws back his head to get the hair out of his eyes, and turns around as Killer Kid is getting to his feet. Prophet now picking Killer Kid up, and... GORRILA PRESS! look at this power! he walks around a bit, and drops him behind his back! Killer Kid hits face first! And Prophet now goes for Killer Kid's legs and he's locking in a cloverleaf!

Marcus: Killer Kid now flailing his arms trying to get out of this! Prophet really has this locked in good! Killer Kid reaching for the ropes, they're just a bit out of his reach, he's pulling himself towards them, and he finally gets to them. The Ref tells Prophet to break the hold, and he does. Killer Kid holding his back, obviously in pain.

Bloodbath: Oh yeah, he's gotta be in pain, that is a painful hold! Killer Kid now getting to his feet, and Prophet comes at him again. Killer Kid with a stiff forearm on Prophet, and now he sets him up for a vertical suplex... he can't get him up!

Marcus: that cloverleaf did it's damage I guess! Prophet counters with a vertical suplex of his own! And that's not going to do wonders for Killer Kid's back! and he goes for a cover!

REF: 1......2....

Bloodbath: No! Killer Kid kicks out! Prophet now pulls Killer Kid to his feet, and Killer Kid hits a forearm to Prophet's face. Killer Kid now runs to the ropes, and goes for a Mafia Kick... Prophet ducks it, and grabs Killer Kid from behind into rack position... INVERTED DVD! he calls that ARMAGGEDON, and this one's gotta be over! Prophet covers him!

REF: 1......2......3

DING DING DING

Rick Cobbs: Here is your winner... PROPHET!

Marcus: what an opening contest! well, coming up next, "SuperStar" Chip Collins will take on Hardboy Bullockhead!

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Rick Cobbs: This match is scheduled for one fall, with a 20 minute time limit... coming to the ring first, accompanied by his tag team partner, GladStone Blower... From England, weighing 265lbs... HARDBOY BULLOCKHEAD!

*Anarchy in the UK plays as the Hardboys come to the ring, wearing Union Jack shirts, and completely bald. They're both drinking british ale, cursing at the fans and occasionally taking a swipe at them. They get to the ring and throw their beer cans, which are still half full, into the crowd.*

Rick Cobbs: And his opponent... with his tag team partner, Super Lucha MooCow... from New Orleans, weighing 243lbs... "Superstar" CHIP COLLINS!

*Higher Ground by The Red Hot Chilli Peppers plays as the lights dim and a spotlight appears on the entrance. Chip Collins walks out, wearing a robe with "Superstar" written in cursive on the back in gold. MooCow follows behind, not staggering at all, but carrying a small card table, and a suitcase. They get to the ring, and MooCow sets up the table just outside the ring as Chip Collins slowly walks up the stairs into the ring.*

Marcus: What is this table all about? MooCow now opening up the suitcase, and there are two shotglasses, and 6 bottles of whisky! MooCow now climbing into the ring, and calling for a mic!

MooCow: MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Crowd: MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

MooCow: I see you out here drinking all the time Hardboys, and MOOOOOOO I wanna challenge you Gladstone Blower to shot for shot!

Bloodbath: Shot for Shot!? This should be interesting. MooCow now throwing the mic to Gladstone Blower

Gladstone: Look at ya! you can't weigh more 'an a 160lbs! I'll drink yer bloody arse under the goddamn table!

Marcus: Well, I guess we got two contests going on at the same time!

Bloodbath: And if anything knows anything about drinking contests, Gladstone has a definate advantage, he weights about 300lbs!

Marcus: Well yes, the heavier guy usually can hold his liquor better, but I've seen MooCow drink, and he can drink! well they're getting out of the ring now, and Chip disrobes and starts stretching, getting ready for the wrestling match that is going to occur here.

Bloodbath: Well they better keep us informed, I want to see the drinking contest damnit, I don't care about some stupid wrestling match!

Marcus: Well this IS a wrestling show... a second ref is coming to ringside, I guess he's going to pour the drinks for these guys. the bell rings and here we go! the ref pours the first set of drinks for these guys and Chip and Bullockhead get ready to lock up!

Bloodbath: This should be a hell of a couple of contests! Chip and Bullockhead lock up, and here we go! both men jockying for position, now Chip gets Bullockhead into a side headlock. Bullockhead walks back towards the ropes, and shoves Chip off towards the ropes... Chip comes back, and Bullockhead puts his head down... Chip lays a kick into the shoulder of Bullockhead, and Bullockhead staggers backwards... Chip throws a standing drop kick, and Bullockhead goes over the top rope!

Marcus: Bullockhead lands on his feet though, and pulls Chip out with him! Bullockhead now throws a heymaker to the jaw of Chip, staggering him. Bullockhead now with an irish whips Chip towards the steel guard rail, but Chip reverses... Bullockhead spins him around and re-reverses, and Chip hits back first into the ring apron!

Bloodbath: Bullockhead now rolling back into the ring, Chip climbing slowly up onto the apron. Bullockhead pulls him up, and... verical suplexs him back into the ring!

Marcus: I'm getting word that MooCow and Gladstone Blower are on their fourth shot. I think they've got a long way to go before we see someone loose that one.

Bloodbath: Well back in the ring Bullockhead just went for a cover, but only got a two count. Bullockhead picks him up, and throws him to the ropes... Chip comes back, and Bullockhead connects with a stiff lariat!

Marcus: Bullockhead clearly in control now. Chip rolls over to get up, but Bullockhead stands over him, and grabs him by the waist... he picks him up, and... REVERSE POWERBOMB! and a cover!

REF: 1......2.....

Bloodbath: Chip gets a shoulder up! that was a close one! what's going on at the table?

Marcus: I'm hearing they're on their 6th now? 7th? oh, ok 7th.

Bloodbath: Anyone looking tipsy?

Marcus: Nope, not yet.

Bloodbath: good. Bullockhead now pulling Chip back to his feet, and... front headlock, into a DDT! and another cover!

REF: 1......2....

Marcus: Chip kicks out! Bullockhead now getting to his feet, and he's yelling at Chip telling him to get up. Chip slowly getting up... Bullockhead kicks Chip in the stomach, and throws him through the ropes to the floor.

Bloodbath: They're pretty close to that drinking table, you can see MooCow taking another shot, he's enjoying himself I'm sure. Bullockhead climbs out of the ring, and goes after Chip. Chip crawls over to the timekeepers booth and grabs a chair! Bullockhead walking towards Chip, and Chip lays the chair hard into the stomach of Hardboy Bullockhead!

Marcus: Chip turning the tables quickly here! Chip with a stiff european uppercut! now he grabs Bullockhead by the collar of his shirt and throws him back into the ring. Chip climbing to the top rope, and waits for Bullockhead to get up... Chip jumps... MISSLE DROPKICK! and a cover!

REF: 1......2....

Bloodbath: Bullockhead gets a shoulder up. Chip now getting more of a second wind here! Bullockhead gets to his feet, and Chip grabs his arm, and irish whips him to the ropes... he comes back, Chip puts his head down.. and Back Body drops him over the top, and he slams into the table that MooCow and Gladstone Blower were using for the contest!

Marcus: This match has been in and out of the ring more than a couple times! Bullockhead slammed into the table and broke it, and I'm sure he broke the bottles and glasses that were on it, so I guess that contest is over! Gladstone helps Bullockhead back into the ring, and Chip immediatly starts laying the boots into him!

Bloodbath: I guess that wasn't too helpful, but I thought I heard Gladstone say "get yer bloody arse back in there"

Marcus: Yeah that sounds like something he'd say. It looks like some of those bottles did get saved though, and Gladstone Blower and MooCow are now just drinking straight from the bottle!

Bloodbath: Meanwhile, Chip now pulling Bullockhead to his feet, and he throws him to the ropes, and tries for another back body drop... Bullockhead stops, and picks Chip up into... SPLASH MOUNTAIN! what a move! and a cover!

REF: 1......2.....

Marcus: Chip somehow kicks up! Splash Mountain, Black Tiger Bomb, no matter what you call it, that is a devestating move! I don't know how Chip got up from that one! Hardboy Bullockhead now headbutts Chip, and sends him to the ropes, Chip reverses... Bullockhead comes back, and... BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!

Bloodbath: We know what that means! Chip calling for Lights out and the crowd is going insane! MooCow and Gladstone Blower are arguing with each other on the outside in a not-so-sober state, they've drank a lot of liquor in very little time!

Marcus: Bullockhead slowly getting to his feet, Chip steps up, and... LIGHTS OUT! HE HIT IT! and the cover!

REF: 1......2......3

DING DING DING

Rick Cobbs: Here is your winner... SUPERSTAR CHIP COLLINS!

Bloodbath: Chip Collins beats the English Football Hooligan, but Gladstone Blower is now beating on MooCow! Chip dives under the bottom rope, and pulls MooCow away from Gladstone Blower and they take off.

Marcus: Well up next, Hurricane will take on Jonathan West!

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Marcus: Ladies and Gentlement you are greatly welcomed back to the greatest show in all of pro-wrestling! Up next we have what could only be described as what an experiment?

Bloodbath: Basically what we have coming up is a meeting between a technical wizard in the ring and a complete nut.

Marcus: That sums it up well. This bout is going to see Hurricane meet up with Jonathon West, and if that isn't a home made pipe bomb waiting to go off I don't know what is. Let's get this one under way, the sooner we get this one over with the more time we will have to clean up the ring when it is over.

*Rick Cobbs stands at the ready....talking on a cel phone.....*

Marcus: HEY COBBS!!! COBBS FER CHRISSAKES MAN YOU ARE ON!!!!!

*Cobbs grabs his left ear as Marcus shouting must have hurt him a little, he folds up the phone and still with a finger in his ear begins the introductions.*

Rick Cobbs: This match is set for one fall...it has a fifteen minute time limit....Introducing first from Philly...at six foot five and 267 pounds....a master of the ring...escorted by Tiffany...HURRICANE!!!!!

*Hurricane comes out to a nice pop. Tiffany comes out looking fine as hell, and "Tubthumper" blares as they come down to the ring slapping hands and riling the fans to a frenzy.*

Cobbs: And his opponent for the evening, wieghing in at 250 and standing 6'3" From Regina Saskatchewan...escorted by Elisa....Jonathon West!!!!

*Out comes West to a mixed reaction mostly mixed thanks to Elisa's heavenly body almost falling out of the tight little costume she has on. West charges the ring, while Elisa snubbs the fans at ringside who start chanting "bitch bitch bitch!!!!!"*

Marcus: Here comes WEST!!!! Flying into the ring and attacking Hurricane while he tries to get his valet out of the ring...West slamming fists into the back of Hurricane...Hurricane turns and West tries to whip him to the ropes....

Bloodbath: But Hurricane reverses and flings West to the corner...West smacks hard so hard that his feet come up off the ground!!! AND WHAM!!!! Hurricane nails him with a shoulder that drives him back into the corner!!!! Hurricane comes out and catches West as he stumbles forward in a WHAM!!!! neck breaker!!!!!

*The fans go crazy*

Marcus: The fans are going nuts!!!! They love this guy out here! Hurricane pulls up West...and sets up, a vertical suplex....West blocks...Hurricane yanks again...but West blocks and reverses...landing Hurricane hard back first into the turnbuckle padding. West is right there to start stomping at the exposed gut of Hurricane.

Bloodbath: West pulls up Hurricane and look at him he is just jawing away as he drags Hurricane up in the middle of the ring... West is laughing in his face...and Hurricane getting a little juice back takes a swing at West...he ducks and nails Hurricane in the gut with a sharp right, and that doubles up Hurricane leaving him ripe for a WHAM!!!!!

*The fans boo their asses off as West executes his move.*

Marcus: Dangerous DDT! These guys are fast for people this tall. West pulls up Hurricane again and locks him up for a ...German suplex!!!! flawlessly executed by the nutcase West. Hurricane is slowly getting back to his feet, while West discuses with Elisa what just happened. Elisa is screaming...Hurricane is up....West turns and is met with a standing drop kick that sends West up and out of the ring over the rope and right onto the gorgeous Elisa below...

Bloodbath: WHOOO I think I saw a nipple!!!!

Marcus: Dammit Blood if you point things like that out we have to pay fines!

Bloodbath: I don't care I saw a nipple!!!!

Marcus: Hurricane is calling West back into the ring, while West helps Elisa back up and the fans are letting them have it out there. West is visibly pissed off and Hurricane is looking cocky. West slides in under the rope, and charges after Hurricane, Hurricane drop toe holds him down, and then follows up with a huge ankle lock!

Bloodbath: But West is waaay to close to the ropes and he gets the break before any damage could be done. West back up and right to the offense again...Hurricane drops and side kicks the gut of the oncharging West...and then Nails him with a super fast powerbomb!!!! WHAM!!! That laid him right out.

*The fans start to go wild and chant Hurricane Huricane Huricane!*

Marcus: Here comes Hurricane with a leg drop...WHUMP!!!! He moved he moved....Hurricane in trouble now...West holding his back and stumbling around a little, he pulls up Hurricane...and whips him to the corner....West looks rabid now...flies in with a knee to the chest of his opponent...Then turns to whip him to the opposite corner....Hurricane reverses...West nails the corner hard!

Bloodbath: Hurricane walks over to the corner and sets up a superplex on the top rope....but...NO WAY....West blocks with a huge face buster off the top rope and flat to the mat! That had to hurt and may have just ended the career of Hurricane! West follows up with a cover and you have to believe that is the end of it.

Ref 1......2.....

Marcus: OH MY GOD some how he got a shoulder up and that was way more then I expected!!!! West looks pissed and he starts to stomp the hell out of Hurricane...but wait on the outside...It's Tiffany and she has a chair....Holy crap Tiffany is coming to the ring with a chair!!! Behind her it's Elisa and she under cuts the legs of Tiffany!

Bloodbath: Screw this match we have a chick fight on the outside!!! Tiffany on the bottom with the buxum Elisa wailing on her from on top...Here comes West he looks to break this up, and the fans are going nuts....Here comes Hurricane. Both guys now peeling their women off one another....This has really broken down out here....Hurricane and Tiffany now safely on opposite sides of the ring from Elisa and West....Now both combatants getting back into the ring...

Marcus: Both men to the center and both are looking tired...Hurricane is listening as West jacks his jaw off about what he plans to do to him for the rest of the match. Hurricane shoves West, and West returns it...Both men clubbing one another right in the heart of the ring! This is going to come down to one man giving the bigger effort!

Bloodbath: West now with a heymaker, Hurricane ducks... and he picks him up in Back Suplex position, and sets him up on the turnbuckle! He climbs up there, and... BACK SUPERPLEX! Both men are down and I think they're out!

REF: 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10

DING DING DING

Rick Cobbs: Ladies and Gentlemen, both men have been counted out, therefore this match is a DRAW!

Marcus: Well, both men gave it everything they could, and it ended in a draw. We're gonna have to have these guys go at it again in the near future. Up next though, The Extreme Icons will take on Blade and Havok!

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Marcus: We're back and you gotta wonder, with Ring King and Justin Sane not really being on the same page at the moment, is it going to happen that perhaps this Extreme Icons team we're going to see coming out in a moment is going to be the team at Goldrush?

Bloodbath: It's quite possible, Ring King introduced Carl Aldrich last week into the Extreme Icons, and it seems like he's already usurped Justin Sane's position in the Extreme Icons. I guess we'll see what happens in this next match.

Rick Cobbs: This next match is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. coming to the ring, at a total combined weight of 625lbs... BLADE and CAPTAIN MIKE HAVOK!

*Bad to the Bone plays as the two big mercs walk out. they walk straight to the ring looking like they're just there to fight. They walk into the ring, and Havok goes to the outside on the apron, with Blade staying in the ring*

Rick Cobbs: And their opponents... at a total combined weight of 595lbs... "Hollywood" CARL ALDRICH and RING KING... the EXTREME ICONS!

*Aldrich and RK walk out wearing Extreme Icon shirts, Justin Sane is not with them. they walk to the ring ready to wrestle, they throw off the shirts and dive into the ring and attack*

Marcus: Well the Extreme Icons not wasting any time, they both attack the big Blade, and Havoc comes through the ropes to help him. Havoc grabs Ring King by the hair and throws him to the turnbuckle, and Blade throws Carl Aldrich into the opposite turnbuckle. Havok and Blade both now throwing their man to the center of the ring... Ring King reverses his, sending Havok to the middle, and he clotheslines Carl Aldrich! Ring King now comes running at Havok and Blade, they both go for a double clothesline!

Bloodbath: well the quick pace to open this up was not in The Extreme Icon's favor. Ring King rolls to the outside, as Blade pulls Carl Aldrich back to his feet. Blade throwing Carl to the ropes, he comes back... Blade with the big boot! and Carl goes down holding his mouth.

Marcus: Well it looks like this has turned back into a regular tag match, Blade and Carl Aldrich in the ring, and Ring King and Havoc now in their corners, holding on to those tag ropes.

Bloodbath: We actually have those?

Marcus: Oh yeah, just because they aren't popular anymore for certain big federations doesn't mean we can't still use em.

Bloodbath: Ah... anyways, Blade now picking Carl Aldrich up off the mat, and bodyslamming him right back down. He now runs to the ropes, and goes for a big elbow... Carl moves out of the way! Carl gets up quickly and starts stomping Blade. Blade trying to get to his feet as Carl stomps away at him, it doesn't look like it's having any effect on Blade!

Marcus: Blade up now, and Carl throws a punch at Blade, Blade blocks it, and irish whips Carl towards his own corner. Carl hits hard, and Blade comes in after him... Carl moves and Blade hits chest first into the turnbuckle. Carl starts punching him, then walks towards Havok and slaps him! Ring King making use of that tag rope by choking Blade as the ref tries to restrain Havok!

Bloodbath: classic tag team work. Carl now tags in Ring King, and they both go to work on Blade. they're both throwing punches at him, and now they set him up for a... DOUBLE VERTICAL SUPLEX! the ref telling Carl to get back to his corner now, as Ring King follows up with a cover.

REF: 1......2..

Marcus: Blade kicks out fairly easy. It's too early for that. Ring King now pointing to the sky, I think he's going to go lucha! he picks up Blade and bodyslams him into position, and now he climbs the top rope, and... MOONSAULT! and a cover!

REF: 1......2...

Bloodbath: Blade kicks out! a moonsault from a 300+ pounder is quite impressive, and quite painful. Ring King now grabbing Blade by the hair and dragging him towards his corner, and he tags Carl Aldrich back in. Both men now throw Blade to the ropes... Blade comes back, and the Extreme Icons put their heads down... Blade with a double DDT!

Marcus: Blade now crawling back towards his corner, and he tags in Havok! Havok steps into the ring and Ring King goes for a clothesline, Havok ducks, and clotheslines him out over the top rope! Carl Aldrich now recovering from that DDT and he tries for a clothesline of his own, Havok grabs his arm and slams him down in an arm submission!

Bloodbath: Carl Aldrich down on his stomach as Havok wrenches back on that arm, that is a painful looking hold! Carl now trying to reach for those ropes, but he's pretty far away. Ring King now coming in, and he makes the save for his partner. Blade now comes in, and... big lariat to take Ring King down!

Marcus: Carl getting up now, nursing his shoulder. Blade grabs him from behind, and... he's lifting him up into inverted powerbomb position... Havok grabs Carl's face, and.... SPIKE INVERTED POWERBOMB! and Havoc goes for a cover!

REF: 1......2....

Bloodbath: Carl able to get a shoulder up! Havok pulls Carl to his feet, and... DRAGON SLEEPER! Ring King immediatly comes in to try and help Carl, Havok lets go right away and meets Ring King with a roundhouse kick to the head! Ring King staggers backwards, and Havok hits him with a back kick to the stomach, and Blade comes in... Ring King is doubled over, and Blade picks him up... TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER! and Blade rolls him out of the ring.

Marcus: Ring King looks to be out, he's over here by the announce table, and he's barely moving. Carl Aldrich now kicks Havok, and sets him up for a powerbomb... Blade clotheslines Carl. Blade now picks him up, and puts him into position for a Piledriver... Havok comes over, and grabs Carl's feet... SPIKE PILEDRIVER! and a cover by Havok!

REF: 1......2.....

Bloodbath: Carl somehow got a shoulder up! Ring King now getting to his feet, and he's walking towards the apron... Havok now running towards the ropes, and Ring King pulls the top rope down! Havok goes out to the floor, and Ring King grabs a chair... Havok starts to get up, and Ring King hits him with a chair! Blade walks towards the ropes to go help his partner, but Carl Aldrich spins him around and kicks him in the stomach... and now puts him in a fireman's carry!

Marcus: This is the prelude to the CARL DRIVER! Carl now walking to the turnbuckle with Blade on his shoulders, and he climbs to the top... and CARL DRIVER! he hits it! and the cover!

REF: 1......2......3

DING DING DING

Rick Cobbs: Here are your winners... THE EXTREME ICONS!

Bloodbath: Wait a minute, was Blade even the legal man?

Marcus: Hmm...I don't know, but he was in there double teaming for a while there without being tagged in if he wasn't the legal man. Either way, a win is a win, the UEW doesn't have a hell of a lot of rules, and the ones we do have we don't enforce too well.

Bloodbath: Well anyway, coming up next the other Extreme Icons member will be out here, Justin Sane as he takes on Elite Eric Ego.

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