{7:55 p.m.}

{PPV Free-View Pre-Show}

(A black 1999 Porsche 911 is shown pulling up to the arena. Justin Storm steps out wearing a pair of Tommy jeans, a pair of white Nike shoes, and a silver button down shirt. On the back of the shirt, it says "The HWF's Finest". He has on his navy blue Penn State hat on backwards. Storm grabs something from the passenger seat. He pulls out the HWF Championship. All of a sudden, "The ICON" J. Simon Rykopathe runs at Storm. Rykopathe nails a running elbow to Storm's head and throws him to the ground. Rykopathe begins to stomp the life out of Storm as Chris Goings runs at ICON and nails him with an elbow to the head. Goings then kicks Rykopathe in the stomach and nails a rocker dropper to Rykopathe on the asphalt. Goings then runs off back into the arena as the cameras show Storm and Rykopathe out cold on the asphalt.)

Tim: What in the hell? Goings helped Storm?

Jeff: Remember, Goings hates Rykopathe and he hates Storm. The only reason he helped Storm is to get at Rykopathe.

(We see a shot of the parking area as two black and white Kawasaki motorcycles pull into view and stop. The two riders hop off of their bikes and remove their helmets, placing them on the back of their motorcycles. The men turn and walk towards us, giving us our first good look at their faces. One man is wearing a black mask with gray and white fire designs on it, and looks to stand under 6 feet tall. The second man looks a bit taller and has a rather young looking face. The man has his long hair slicked back, and he appears to be Asian. The men walk towards, and then past the camera. They pass by a few men and enter the arena. As they pass these men we notice that one
of them happens to be Tony Bradshaw. Tony notices the men entering, grabs the camera man, and begins pursuing the men.)

Tony: Hey! Wait up! You guys can't just walk in here! Who do you think you are?

(The two men stop and turn around to face Tony and the camera. The masked man glares at the camera and then begins to speak.)

Masked Man: (With a pronounced Asian accent.) Who do we think we are? We are employees. You see Mr. Reporter, we are the HWF's new acquisitions. We are here because we can be, we are because we belong here.

Tony: Uh... ok. So we've established the simple in quite a complex manner. You two work here, good for you. So since you are the HWF's 'newest acquisition,' as you put it, you must have names.

Masked Man: We have names, names a Gaijin like you wouldn't even be able to pronounce I'm sure!

(The other man, the man without a mask, who had been silent until now, suddenly speaks interrupting his friend.)

Non-Masked Man: (With a barely noticeable Asian accent.) Tatsumi! Calm yourself! We are the Gaijin in this land, remember that. I'm sorry about my friend here, he has a bit of a temper when it comes to Americans. Well honestly, he hates you all and wishes eternal torture upon you and all your generations that have and will ever be. You'll find me to be a bit more cordial. My name is Jin Kobayashi, and my masked friend is called Tatsumi, Tatsumi Hashimoto. We are a tag team that hails from the motherland, Japan.

Tony: Interesting... I hope you don't mind me asking, but what's a Gaijin?

Jin Kobayashi: That is what we are while we are here in your America. Gaijin is Japanese for 'foreigner' or 'outsider'.

Tony: Ok, so you are Jin and the masked guy is Tatsumi. Now you said you guys are a tag team, what do you call yourselves?

Jin Kobayashi: Their was a time in the motherland when we were known as the 'Tokyo Tigers'. That name is far gone however. We had to take a name and image that was more entertaining once we arrived here in your America. You, and the rest of the HWF will come to know us as The Warriors of the Rising Sun.

Tony: Hang on a second! You guys must be the Mystery Team entered in tonight's Tag Team Title Match!

Jin Kobayashi: One never knows, surprises lurk around all corners here in the HWF.

Tatsumi Hashimoto: Look Mr. Reporter, you have to be stupid to think that we are the Mystery Team. Do you honestly think that the HWF would just walk us right through the back entrance in plain sight of you if we were the Mystery Team? I mean come on, you Americans do tend to be stupid, but that would be moronic!

Tony: You know you've got a bad attitude there little fella. My name is Tony, Tony Bradshaw, not 'Mista Weporta'!

(Upon hearing that Tatsumi lunges forward towards Tony, but Jin steps up cutting him off and restraining him. Jin whispers to Tatsumi in what we can only guess to be Japanese. After a second Tatsumi calms down and Jin turns towards Tony Bradshaw with a somewhat annoyed look on his face.)

Jin Kobayashi: Tony, remember your manners. You stormed us asking for our names, without ever
introducing yourself. Tatsumi may look small, but do not underestimate him, and do not underestimate The Warriors of the Rising Sun! As far as us being the Mystery Team, we are here, make of that what you will. If tonight doesn't see our first involvement in an HWF match, then next weekend will. The Warriors of the Rising Sun are here to make an impact, and we will.
Next time Tony, I won't hold him back. Mind your manners when you speak to us, and we shall do the same when we speak to you. Tag Teams of the HWF, this is the start of a revolution. We are about to redefine Tag Team wrestling here in the HWF. Look sharp, because we are going to show you tandem offense that you've never dreamed of.

(The Warriors of the Rising Sun turn and head towards the dressing rooms. Tony stands with a smug look on his face as the shot fades out.)

{9:00 p.m.}

(The screen goes blank, as "Mayhem" by Hardcore Productions play as a video begins to play. The clip of the Icon diving off the HWF Tron is shown.)

Voice: Guts…

(A clip of Justin Storm holding the HWF Title over his shoulder is shown.)

Voice: Glory…

(A series of clips, showing chair shot after cane shot after table shattering moments in the HWF.)

Voice: MAYHEM!!!

(The music is playing full force as the Highlight Reel begins. Jayson Starr back body dropping Nick Diamante through the cell, through three tables covered with thumbtacks, and through the glass mat is shown. Nick Diamante driving Michael Trey through a table in the corner is shown, prior to Diamante driving Jayson Starr into Steve Perry, all through a table. Justin Storm hitting the Torrential Downpour on numerous foes, then switches to the horrendous attack a few weeks prior in which Lance Sterling nearly put Justin Storm into retirement. Finally, it shows the stare down between Sterling and Storm, with flash bulbs going off behind them.)

(As the highlight reel ends, the screen shatters inside the HWF Arena in Canton, Ohio!! "LIVE! HWF ARENA" appears in the upper right hand corner as the fans are ecstatic in a "HWF" chant, rumbling the foundation of the arena. The arena's roof has been opened, allowing the tremendous structure of cells for the Extreme Hell in a Cell Match to hang above the ring, hanging from a huge cord anchored by a large crane outside. "War?" by System of a Down blasts on the speakers, igniting the crowd even further. Over the crowd, comes the voice of commentator Tim Miller.)

Tim: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WELCOME TO MAY MAYHEM!!!

Jeff: FOR TWO YEARS, THIS COMPANY HAS RUN STRONG, AND TONIGHT IT ALL CULMINATES AT MAYHEM!!!

Tim: I'm Tim Miller and…

Jeff: …and with more WHACKING power than a NUN, more BOUNCE than a hot dog BUN, I…am…Jeff… RobinSON!!!

Tim: Uh….

Jeff: Don't be jealous, everyone knows that the Jeff has no equal.

Tim: That's for damn sure… Anyway, fans, I'd like to welcome you here, as we are live at the nine o'clock hour in the Eastern time zone, straight from the home of the HWF, CANTON OHIO! We have an unbelievably action packed card planned for you tonight.

Jeff: Undoubtedly.

Tim: As you saw just before we began tonight, the Warriors of the Rising Sun have arrived and are the newest acquisitions to the Hardcore Wrestling Federation. Those two look focused and should bring a lot to the federation and…

Jeff: …and they are the mystery team!

Tim: We don't know that yet, but I find it very convenient that they have showed up without being booked on the card.

Jeff: They're booked alright, just as the mystery team!

Tim: Okay, we get the point, Jeff. They're the mystery team.

Jeff: Chaz pulled a WCW there… I mean, it's almost as bad as having a fight in the locker rooms with one of the guy's worst enemies standing in the background, rushing to get out of the shot. I guess the surprise is ruined.

Tim: Yeah, they should've left them in a van or a hotel room or something like Paul Heyman.

Jeff: Good point.

Tim: Well, folks. We're going to get this show kicked off in seconds, so let's get to our first match.

Jeff: We've got two newcomers to the HWF and they are Insano and "The Canadian Phat Boy" Trevor Smith.

Tim: It's hard to believe that these two friends are gonna fight it out tonight. I've just been handed a note that says that Insano and Trevor Smith will fight in normal match.

Jeff: Two friends fighting in a HWF match? This should be sweet…

(Just then, "Wake Up" by Rage Against The Machine comes onto the speakers and out comes Insano. He is wearing black cargo pants with white shoes with black stripes on it, a blue sweatshirt with a black HWF T-shirt on top, Insano is also wearing black taped up fists and is wearing his black sunglasses with blue lenses. Insano comes out of the entrance and then stops half way from the ring to look at the crowd. He turns then goes to the back and returns, pushing out a Dumpster. Insano pushes the Dumpster to ringside then enters the ring and goes to a corner, he then sits leaning on the bottom turnbuckle ala Raven. he then takes off his shades and hands them off to the time keeper. Insano then looks at the entrance.)

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first, INSANO!!!

Tim: This Insano guy has been a big fan of the HWF for over a year and he's now finally part of the HWF.

(Then "The Real Slim Shady" by Eminem comes onto the speakers and out comes "The Canadian Phat Boy" Trevor Smith, who has a steel chair with tape wrapped in the middle. Trev is wearing a black T-shirt with a skull on the front and has on army pants but not just green and dark green. It has dark green, green and orange on it. Trev also has black shoes on as well and has his fists taped up too. Trevor then comes out of the entrance, he then begins to walk slowly towards the ring while having a smirk on his face. Trevor finally makes it to the ring and goes to a corner with chair still in hand. Trevor then drops the chair and goes to the outside. Trevor goes under the ring and pulls out a barbwire wrapped table, then sets it up beside the ring. Trevor gets back in the ring and to his corner.)

Announcer: …and his opponent… "THE CANADIAN PHAT BOY"… TREVOR SMITH!!!

Jeff: This Trevor Smith kid looks like HWF material.

Tim: Yeah, anybody who has a table wrapped in barbwire is definitely welcome here… Why does Smith have a chair with tape on it?

("The Baddest Bitch" by Trina hits the PA as the fans stand to see Jason Sensation's valet, Savy, dressed in very mild, yet revealing wrestling attire, along with Blackjack's valet, Miss Stephanie, dressed similarly to Savy. The two walk down the aisle as the male audience is in their delight. After toying with the fans, they enter the ring.)

Announcer: This is an Inter-Gender handicap match! Introducing first… SAVY and MISS STEPHANIE!!!

Jeff: Ahhh…

(The blaring music of "High" by Jimmy's Chicken Shack is heard over the speakers as the massive bodyguard of the Perfect Alliance, Keith Bronson, walks out from the curtains, with Lance Sterling strutting confidently behind him. Bronson is dressed in a white muscle shirt, and cut-off
jeans, both his fists have been taped. Both Bronson and Sterling walk slowly to the ring, where Lance grabs the microphone from the ring announcer. Bronson waits in the corner, eyeing the two women who are to be his opponents with sinister eyes.)

Lance Sterling: Now, I know all of you fans out there would just LOVE to see Keith Bronson wrestle these two beautiful young women...or maybe you people just want to see some...pie. Oh wait, I can't say that quote; I don't want to get a lawsuit on me. Anyways, you all know what
I mean, right?

(Crowd cheers for him.)

Lance Sterling: But, see I just can't let that happen. As much as I hate Blackjack, I can't let him hurt his wife... or girlfriend, or whatever Miss Stephanie is, and her cute little friend over here. So I'm sorry, but there will be no match here tonight. Bronson isn't gonna fight these ladies.

(The crowd now starts to boo because they aren't going to see the match. Sterling gives them all a weird look.)

Lance Sterling: What's wrong with you people? You want to see these two defenseless women get beaten up? Well... if that's what you all want...then ladies, I guess Bronson is going to hurt you. Oh, but don't expect any help from Blackjack...or from that Jason Sensation fella...I don't think they're going to be able to get here...

(Lance points to the HWF Tron, which shows a shot backstage, of Blackjack and Jason Sensation's locker room. The door is barricaded shut, and from within we can hear pounding as they try to get out. Lance snickers to himself.)

Lance Sterling: See what I mean? That ought to teach them never to mess with the Perfect Alliance. But you know... I still feel bad for you two. I'd hate to see Keith break your pretty little bones...so how about instead I show you what a REAL man is like?

(Sterling walks over to both Miss Stephanie and Savy. He looks at both of them with the same Hollywood charm that has made him a teen heartthrob and idol all over the world. He slowly puts his arm around Miss Stephanie, and looks like he's about to kiss her, when suddenly she slaps him across the face.)

Lance Sterling: W-What the hell?? That's it, I'm gonna kick your ass myself, you...you little bitch!

(Sterling takes off his shirt and starts to lunge at Miss Stephanie, but Bronson grabs him and holds him back. A couple of security guards run down to the ring, all to restrain Sterling from beating up Miss Stephanie and Savy. The two women just look at Sterling and make a face, like they are saying he doesn't have a hope in hell of ever getting near either of them. They turn around and seductively walk back to the locker room, with the fans cheering for them instead of for
Sterling, who calms down and is led backstage by Keith Bronson.)

Tim: Lance Sterling is unbelievable!

Jeff: I was hoping we'd get to see Savy and Stephanie roll, and run, and jump…

Tim: Sterling and Bronson are men and much larger than Savy and Stephanie. Those two are huge in comparison.

Jeff: Yeah, but Savy has a nice sized duo.

Tim: I was talking about Bronson and Sterling! Not Stephanie!

Jeff: Oh… sorry.

Tim: Anyways, I've just been notified that Bricklayer and Steve Perry haven't shown up tonight, so their match has been cancelled!

Jeff: Is their match supposed to determine half of the tag team in the three way tag title match?

Tim: You're right!!! Who ever wins out of "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante and "The Icon" J. Simon Rykopathe will have a one-man disadvantage! This is certainly not a good thing for either Diamante or Rykopathe.

Jeff: So, what's next?

("Hot Boyz, Hot Girlz" by Master P blares over the speakers for a few seconds as the crowd gets to their feet. Out walks John Justice and Tasha, to a good portion of cheers. The crowd seems to like this new high flying, table crashing, risk taking wrestler with his beautiful girl, Tasha. As they get to the apron, Justice jumps in to ring and goes to a turnbuckle as Tasha gets in by herself. On the turnbuckle, Justice drinks some water from his water bottle and hops down to the ring. Tasha and Justice wait in the ring together for DRE while they discuss strategy.)

Jeff: Tasha is HOT!

Announcer: This is a bat on a pole match! Introducing… accompanied by Tasha… JOHN JUSTICE!!!

("Forgot About Dre" by Dr. Dre and Eminem starts up on the P.A. The fans boo for Marek "DRE" de Kere, but he does not show up. John Justice looks confused as the referee begins to make the count to count out DRE.)

Tim: ANOTHER count out for Justice?! Don't forget last time when Bricklayer came in at the count of nine and beat Justice!

Ref: One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!

(The bell sounds as Justice looks extremely mad, he hops out of the ring and onto the floor to a jeering crowd. As Justice and Tasha begin to walk to the back, the HWF Tron lights up. Backstage, Marek de Kere has jumped Blackjack. DRE wallops Blackjack with his "DRE" bat. Blackjack is knocked to the floor and DRE slams the back onto his back and chest. DRE then picks up Blackjack, in position for Da Reel Ending (Rock bottom). DRE then puts the bat behind Blackjack's head, then gives him Da Reel Ending!!! Blackjack's head is smacked with the bat as DRE taunts Blackjack on the ground. John Justice has sprinted backstage with Tasha behind.)

Tim: DRE has attacked Blackjack backstage and cost himself a match!
(From the left, John Justice enters the backstage shot and nails DRE from behind. DRE drops the bat and turns as Justice pounds away with punches. The much smaller Justice slams DRE into the wall then is elbowed from DRE. The two exchange blows and ram each other into the walls, as the screen goes back to ringside.)

Jeff: So John Justice is upset about the way he won and now he and DRE are brawling backstage!

Tim: Well, so far, we've only had one actual match… I'm beginning to believe this pay-per-view is a joke!

Jeff: I wouldn't say that yet… We still have four matches and all are dealing with titles…

Jeff: So, now, we've got "The Icon" J. Simon Rykopathe fighting "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante.

Tim: It was scheduled to be a normal bull rope match, but Chaz Manson has added a cowbell to the damn thing!

("I Got One For Ya" by Kid Rock hits the PA as Nick Diamante appears from the back, with the bull rope around his neck, clanging the cowbell at the crowd. They cheer as The Diamond Stud walks to the ring, with glitter falling from the ceiling, making it look like falling diamonds. He enters the ring and flexes for the crowd.)

Announcer: This is a bull rope match! The winner will go on to fight in the tag title match! Introducing first… "THE DIAMOND STUD"… NICK DIAMANTE!!!

Jeff: Nick Diamante has impressed many people so far in the HWF, although he has not won a match yet.

(The music goes off and a silence comes over the arena. "Refused" by New Noise breaks the silence and ignites the crowd. Orange flames burst from the HWF Tron as "The Icon" J. Simon Rykopathe walks down the aisle. The Icon rolls in the ring and walks to the center of the ring. Diamante and Rykopathe stand toe to toe as the music stops.)

Announcer: …and his opponent… "THE ICON"…J…SIMON…RYKOPATHE!!!

Tim: The Icon is four inches shorter than Diamante and twenty pounds lighter, but don't let that fool you. The Icon is possibly the most psycho person to enter a HWF ring and he hasn't let a size disadvantage be an excuse.

(The referee grabs the other end of the bull rope and slips it on Rykopathe's wrist. The two seem not to notice, staring one another down. The bell sounds as the crowd cheers. Suddenly, the Icon breaks the calm and nails a right hand. Nick Diamante retaliates with a right hand of his own. Rykopathe with a right, then Diamante. The two just all out slug each other with fists of fury. Diamante finally seems to seize the upper hand and locks in a front face lock with a quick snap suplex. The cowbell clangs on impact as Diamante grabs the bell. The Icon gets to his feet and Diamante drives the cowbell directly into the face of Rykopathe! Rykopathe falls to the ground, holding his face.)

Jeff: The edge of that cowbell caught The Icon right above his eye!

(As Diamante pulls Rykopathe to his feet, you can see that a gash has opened above the eye of Rykopathe and blood begins to flow freely. Diamante whips Rykopathe across the ring, as the bull rope tightens but is long enough to allow Rykopathe to hit the ropes. Rykopathe comes back as Diamante swings for a clothesline. Rykopathe ducks and quickly grabs the back of Diamante's head and hits a running neckbreaker! Diamante is brought to the canvas as is Rykopathe.)

Tim: Neckbreaker from Rykopathe!

(Rykopathe slowly gets to his feet as the blood is dripping from his face to the mat. He grabs the cowbell and drives it to the back of Diamante. The Icon then wraps the bull rope around the neck of Diamante as Diamante struggles for air. Rykopathe gets to his feet, dragging Diamante with the rope. Rykopathe runs to the ropes and tosses Diamante over the ropes. Rykopathe pulls as Diamante is hung by the bull rope!)

Jeff: Nick Diamante is hanging from the ropes!!! He's going to die!

Tim: His face is turning purple!

(Rykopathe holds the ropes for a bit longer then lets go. Nick falls to the floor and immediately collapses. Rykopathe goes through the ropes, forgetting the bull rope is now around the top rope. Rykopathe gets to the floor as Diamante has unwrapped the rope from his neck. Rykopathe kicks Diamante on the ground and then picks up a chair placed against the barricade. Rykopathe folds the chair closed, lifts it above his head, then slams it down across the shoulder blades of Diamante!)

Jeff: Did you hear that?! That's steel against bone!

Tim: The Icon is feeding off his blood loss and turning it into aggression towards The Diamond Stud!

(The Icon raises the chair up and slams it down back onto Diamante again. Rykopathe then slides the chair into the ring and picks Diamante up he rolls Diamante onto the apron and then climbs up beside him. The Icon nails a right hand that sends Diamante over the top rope and smashing to the mat. Now, the rope is only between the middle and top ropes. The Icon tosses the ring curtain up and pulls out a table. Rykopathe slides the table into the ring as Diamante begins to get to his feet. The Icon begins to get to into the ring through the ropes, but Diamante runs and hits a drop kick, sending the Icon flying off the apron and into the barricade.)

Jeff: Ouch! The Icon hit the railing hard!

Tim: Nick Diamante is not giving up and neither is the Icon.

(As the Icon gets to his feet, Nick Diamante runs towards the ropes and dives through the ropes hitting a suicide dive into the Icon!!! They both smash into the barricade and it slides into the front row.)

Tim: What a move!!!

Jeff: Nick Diamante is shedding that big, brawler image for just a moment, long enough to bust out a suicide dive!

(Both men look to be exhausted but Nick Diamante slowly gets to his feet. Diamante pulls the Icon to his feet and rolls him into the ring, as Diamante follows after. Diamante grabs the table in the ring and quickly sets it up in the corner. Diamante then goes back to the Icon, but is stopped by a low blow. The Icon hits an upper cut that rocks Diamante back. The Icon gets to his feet and hits a right hand that backs Diamante into the turnbuckle, opposite the table. The Icon then climbs to the second rope and applies a front face lock.)

Tim: The Icon is going for a DDT off the ropes!

(The Icon drops for the DDT but Diamante holds on. Nick Diamante then rushes out of the corner with the Icon over his shoulder. The ref is completely caught off guard and is sandwiched in between the oncoming Diamante with the Icon on his shoulder and the table in the corner. The referee is completely out but the Icon is a little more aware of what's going on. Diamante takes a break for a moment, then grabs the Icon by the head. He takes the Icon towards the aisle and tosses him through the ropes. Nick follows out to the aisle where the Icon has gotten to his feet. The two trade punches as the Icon takes control.)

Jeff: This is just how this match started!

Tim: I think these guys would rather brawl the entire night then wrestle.

(The Icon takes Nick to the HWF Tron and begins to climb the stairs, leading to the balcony.)

Jeff: Oh, god, no…

(The Icon and Diamante reach the top of the balcony as the Icon slams Nick face first into the wall. The Icon then takes Nick over to the edge of the balcony, stepping out onto the ledge, above a rage of fans below.)

Tim: What is he doing?!

(It becomes apparent there is three tables below, each stocked with HWF tee shirts. The retailers run out of the way as The Icon looks to powerbomb Diamante down.)

Jeff: They're 15 feet above those tables!!!

Tim: Wait a minute! Does Rykopathe realize they're hooked together?!

Jeff: I don't think so!!!

(The Icon applies a standing head scissors and lifts Diamante up. He turns and drops Diamante down towards the table. As Diamante falls, the Icon is jerked off his ledge and free falls right behind Diamante!!! The two almost hit at the same time, completely crashing all the tables. You can't even see the two, due to tee shirts covered over them.)

Jeff: OH MY GOD!!!

(Out of the back, to the surprise of the crowd, is a man dressed in a referee's shirt.)

Tim: It's… it's… VIC WILLIAMS!!!

Jeff: WHAT?!

("Vicious" Vic Williams walks over to the impact zone, throwing off the shirts and tables, trying to find the two. He finally sees them and drops down, making the count.)

Vic: One! Two! Three!

Tim: Who won?!

Jeff: I can't see anything!

(Vic is handed a mic.)

Vic: You know… I'm back and ready to compete again, but right now, that's not what you want to hear. The winner of this match is "THE ICON" J. SIMON RYKOPATHE…

(The fans go insane.)

Vic: …AND NICK DIAMANTE!!!

Jeff: WHAT?!

Vic: BOTH men were pinned, so this results in a DRAW. BOTH men will move onto the tag title match and be the third team!

(The fans cheer as Vic goes to the back.)

Tim: So, after all that, Rykopathe and Diamante now have to be PARTNERS?!

Jeff: This is insane!

(The Icon and Diamante are assisted backstage.)

Tim: What guts those two must have!

Jeff: I can't believe they're going to be forced to wrestle as tag partners!

Tim: I doubt those two can coexist, at all!

Jeff: You said it. It's either The Lethal Alliance or the Warriors of the Rising Sun to be the champs. Diamante and Rykopathe will NOT work together.

Tim: We still don't TECHNICALLY know that the Warriors of the Rising Sun will be the mystery team, Jeff.

Jeff: Yeah, sure. A new team just shows up, no match scheduled… Sure.

Tim: I know, you're right.

(The cameras show Justin Storm's locker room. Storm is watching the PPV on a small 13" TV in his locker room. All of a sudden, the door bursts open as a bloody Rykopathe runs in and attacks Storm with a barbwire covered 2x4. Rykopathe nails Storm in the head with the 2x4 as Storm goes down. Storm is now laying in a pool of blood by his head. Rykopathe raises the barbwire covered 2x4 over his head and goes for another shot on Storm, this time on his ribs. Before he can do that, Lance Sterling and Keith Bronson enter the room. Bronson grabs the 2x4 from Rykopathe. Bronson hands the 2x4 to Sterling as Rykopathe turns around. Bronson nails Rykopathe with a hard right hand to the jaw. Rykopathe goes down on one knee, but is still on one foot. Sterling raises the barbwire 2x4 over his head and nails Rykopathe over the head with it. Sterling drops the 2x4 and gets down in Storm's face.)

Sterling: Storm, you'd better just be glad that we saved your sorry ass. I didn't want to win by forfeit. I want to kick your ass in that cell tonight, by myself, and no one else. Storm, tonight you will feel the wrath of the perfect champion, Lance Sterling.

(Sterling and Bronson walk out of the room as the camera fade back to the arena.)

Jeff: Did you hear that? Sterling wants Storm all to himself and wants no excuse for that punk, Justin Storm, to whine about until he gets another title shot!

Tim: I bet you wouldn't be saying that if Justin were here right now!

Jeff: Sure I would, just a lot quieter…

Tim: You're so moronic… Fans, up next, we have the tag team, title three way match! Now, the men who were just in a grueling match, not to mention mugged by Sterling and Bronson, "The Icon" along with "The Diamond Stud" will fight The Lethal Alliance of Jason Sensation and Blackjack, and also the "mystery team".

Jeff: Warriors of the Rising Sun, dumbass.

Tim: Whatever…

("Oh Hell Yeah" by the H-BlockX hits the PA as the lights begin to flicker. Jason Sensation, Blackjack, Miss Stephanie, and Savy walk to the ring. The Lethal Alliance enters the ring and raises their arms to the crowd, with a mixed reaction from the Canton fans.)

Announcer: This is a three way tag team match for the VACANT Tag Team Titles!

(Cheers)

Announcer: Introducing first, the team of Blackjack and Jason Sensation, accompanied by Savy and Miss Stephanie… THE LETHAL ALLIANCE!!!

(As the announcer finishes, "I Got One For Ya" by Kid Rock hits the speakers. A limping Nick Diamante walks down the aisle. Diamante reaches the ring and acknowledges the fans, but seems to be exhausted. The music changes to "Refused" by New Noise, as "The Icon" walks out to the ring. Rykopathe's head is bandaged up and he is limping also. Rykopathe comes down beside Diamante and stares at him. The two look at each for a moment and seem to be speaking through eye contact. They then enter the ring as the music fades off.)

Announcer: The second team, the team of "The Icon" J. Simon Rykopathe and "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante!

(The camera switches backstage to find Jayson Starr brawling with Lance Sterling. The two are throwing each other around and slamming one another into the walls, as the camera goes back to the ring.)

Tim: Jayson Starr and Lance Sterling are going at it backstage!

(The lights go out)

Tim: Huh?

(The letters "MF" materialize onto the HWF-Tron and are burning. A diabolical laugh is heard throughout the arena.)

Voice: A new era will fall upon the HWF. You will NEVER.... EVER, be prepared...

(The voice sounds a little muffled, like the transmission is dying. Then, the letters "MF" melt of the screen.)

Jeff: I'm really getting tired of th...

(Suddenly, the words "MAGNUM FORCE" explode onto the screen.)

Voice: The new era... is here.

Tim: What?!

(The crowd cheers as a gong is heard throughout the arena, which instantly goes into "Wherever I May Roam" by Metallica. The crowd goes wild as red and blue laser lights shoot around the arena. When the song gets to the main part, an explosion is set off at the entranceway and the lights come back on. Two men come out of the entranceway and stand at the top, one has short, crew-cut hair, red shades, and is dressed in a black tanktop with a red "V" on the front and back, black wrestling pants with red "blood" coming down them, and red wrestling boots. While the other has bluish-white hair with a mop-type style hanging down to the middle of his ears, blue wristbands, blue wrestling boots, and blue wrestling pants with white a spike going down each side and the word "JAVELIN" written on the sides. They start walking down to the ring, looking around at fans on the way and slapping hands.)

Announcer: Now making their way to the ring, the team of Mike Javelin and "Violent" Vinny Vile... MAGNUM FORCE!!!

(When they get to the ring, Vinny slides in while Mike hops up on the apron and flips over the top rope into the ring. Then, Vinny goes over and gets on the second rope and puts his hands out as the crowd cheers, while Mike walks around the ring looking at the crowd with his hands up, listening to the crowd cheer.)

Jeff: So THAT'S the mystery team...

Tim: I KNEW the Warriors of the Rising Sun weren't the mystery team!

Jeff: So did I, so did I.

Tim: You were CONVINCED that they were the mystery team!

Jeff: Chaz just told me to stress it to make Magnum Force's appearance more surprising…

Tim: Yeah…

(Vinny hops off the second rope and walks over, and starts talking to Mike, as the music dies.)

Tim: So, now we've got the tables set. Lethal Alliance, Rykopathe and Diamante, and Magnum Force are the teams and now we're ready!

(The bell sounds as the teams have formed a triangle in the ring.)

Jeff: I hate these standoffs!

(All hell breaks loose as all six men begin to brawl. Mike Javelin has squared off with Jason Sensation, Blackjack and the Icon are going at it, as are Nick Diamante and Vinny Vile.)

Tim: The action is all over the place!

Jeff: I can't tell who's who!

(Mike Javelin and Jason Sensation have brawled up the aisle, with Jason Sensation having the slight advantage. Sensation delivers a DDT to the cement that knocks out Javelin. Sensation then comes back to the ring and joins Blackjack in a two on one against Rykopathe. Vinny Vile and Nick Diamante have went into the crowd, completely beating the hell out of each other.)

Jeff: This… is a match?!

Tim: More like a bar fight!

(Jason Sensation and Blackjack roll Rykopathe into the ring, being the only three in the ring. Mike Javelin is stumbling down the aisle, bleeding from his forehead. Blackjack whips Rykopathe to the ropes and Mike Javelin has gotten to the apron as the Lethal Alliance hit the 7th Sign (Dudley Death Drop)!!! Blackjack takes the cover as Mike Javelin leaps to the top rope.)

Ref: One! Two!

(Javelin leaps off the top and nails a somersault senton bomb off the top!! He slams down across the back of Blackjack breaking the count.)

Tim: Javelin saved Rykopathe!

Jeff: He's only doing that to save himself.

(As Javelin is sitting on the mat, just after the senton, Jason Sensation runs to him and dropkicks him directly in the face!!)

Jeff: Did you hear that?!

(From the crowd, Nick Diamante comes over the barricade. Jason Sensation then dives on Javelin.)

Ref: One! Two!

(Diamante springboards off the top rope and comes down with a springboard leg drop, breaking the count.)

Tim: A save by Diamante!

(Vinny Vile has gotten over the barricade also and picks up a steel chair. Vile hops onto the apron, the climbs the turnbuckle. Nick Diamante has gotten up from the leg drop and stumbles around as Vile dives off, smashing the chair over Diamante's head!! Diamante collapses to the mat, as Blackjack dives on top. Before the ref can even make the one count, Mike Javelin dives onto both, rolling Blackjack off and covering Diamante. This time, The Icon hits a diving elbow drop to stop the count.)

Jeff: Holy Bajesus! There are more pin breaks in this match than the HWF's entire history!

(The Icon and Blackjack have begun to fight again, with the Icon getting the upper hand. Rykopathe hits a devastating piledriver that spikes Blackjack into the mat. As soon as he gets to his feet, Jason Sensation runs at him, tackling him over the ropes. Both spill to the floor, leaving Diamante and Blackjack out on the mat, and Magnum Force are left standing in the ring. Seeing their chance, Mike Javelin grabs Blackjack by the hair and pulls him to his feet. Vinny Vile ascends the turnbuckle as Javelin places Blackjack in a standing head scissors. The Icon jumps onto the apron and shoves Vinny Vile off. Vile falls jaw first into the barricade and to the floor. The Icon then climbs the turnbuckle as Blackjack back body drops Javelin into the center of the ring. Rykopathe dives off and hits a big splash. Blackjack quickly sees it and breaks the count with a stomp.)

Tim: Vinny Vile and Mike Javelin were going for the Excessive Force, but the Icon and Blackjack broke that up!

(Breaking the madness, out from the curtain spills Jayson Starr. Following him is Lance Sterling and Keith Bronson. Bronson and Sterling are beating the crap out of Starr.)

Jeff: Keith Bronson has joined these two brawling and it's turned more into a mugging!

(As Blackjack and the Icon trade blows, John Justice comes from the back with a chair. He nails Bronson, then Sterling. Jayson Starr slowly gets up and joins in Justice, stomping away on the two.)

Tim: John Justice has come to help Jayson Starr!

(Starr and Justice then go to the ring. Justice circles around and nails Jason Sensation with the chair. Starr dives into the ring, heading towards Nick Diamante standing in the corner. Diamante and Starr exchange not so polite words, as the Icon DDTs Blackjack. Starr and Diamante circle each other, as Starr backs Diamante back towards Rykopathe. Diamante suddenly turns and grabs Rykopathe!)

Jeff: WHAT?!

(Nick Diamante pulls Rykopathe in and applies a front face lock, lifting him into the air. Diamante then drops down, nailing a brain buster. Mike Javelin dives into the ring, yelling at Vinny on the outside. Vinny slowly gets to his feet then to the apron as Mike Javelin picks the Icon up for a powerbomb. Vinny dives off the top rope as Javelin drops down, hitting the sitdown powerbomb/leg drop combo called Excessive Force!!!)

Tim: EXCESSIVE FORCE!!!

(Lance Sterling and Keith Bronson rush into the ring as Javelin holds Rykopathe down.)

Ref: One! Two! Three!

(Sterling and Bronson are cut off by Jayson Starr and Nick Diamante, with John Justice coming into the ring. Starr whips Sterling to the ropes and catches him coming back in the Shatter Starr (Sitting full nelson drop, with Starr's knee smashing into Sterling's face)!!! Diamante is joined by Mike Javelin in tossing Keith Bronson over the ropes. Starr pushes Sterling from the ring as Justice dives in. Blackjack is rolled out, leaving Diamante, Starr, Vile, Javelin, and Justice in the ring.)

Announcer: Here are your winner and NEW tag team champions… MAGNUM FORCE!!!

(Jayson Starr is handed a mic.)

Jayson: The five men you see standing inside this ring, are five of the most extreme people in this business. And it seems that The not-so-Perfect Alliance loves to interfere in other's matches. They love to try to control everything here in the HWF. So we.. are here to put that shit to an end.

(Jayson points to each one of the superstars in the ring..)

Jayson: John Justice... Nick Diamante... Vinny Vile... Mike Javelin... and "The Hardcore Hero" Jayson Starr. Every single one of us are willing to put our bodies and our well-being on the line for you.... the fans. We don't want you all to come here every week and just see nothin' but constant
screw jobs by the IMperfect Alliance, as well as anyone else... so we're here to stop it. Sterling, Goings, Perry.. and Bronson... anytime you try to screw somebody over, we beat your ass. Anytime you try to jump someone.. we beat your ass. That goes for anyone else who wants to start some bullshit too. Now, if you're holding a grudge against someone and wanna stomp the shit outta them, hell... be my guest. We won't stop you, unless it has to directly do with us. Other people's problems are not ours. Just if you try to attack someone for no damn reason, just because you think you can.. THAT'S when, we beat your ass. Now I know some of you are thinking "who do
they think they are?" or even "who the fuck ARE they?" Well, from now on… you can know us as.... The X-Tremists.

(Jayson drops the mic as Garbage's "Hammering In My Head" hits the PA. All five men climb out the ring and head to the back.)

Tim: The X-Tremists?!

Jeff: John Justice, Nick Diamante, Mike Javelin, Vinny Vile, and Jayson Starr have formed an alliance to put a stop to the constant screw jobs!

Tim: This is unbelievable! Magnum Force are the new champions!

Jeff: What a turn of events!

Tim: We've got a hardcore title match coming up next, and it's a Gates of Hell match!

Jeff: For those who do not know the rules, I'll explain. With accompaniment from the following graphic, I'll do that.

Jeff: A lion's den cage is upside down, filled with an inferno. A small HWF ring is atop the cage, with doors in the center. The winner is the man who puts his opponent into the flames!

(The lights go out and the entire crowd is on their feet waiting the arrival of Chris Goings. The lights flicker on and off purple and the crowd erupts as "Big Pimpin" by Jay-Z blares throughout the arena. The music stops at a screeching halt and "Ice Ice Baby" by Vanilla Ice begins over the PA
system. A blue mist sprays from above the ring into the crowd and fog sprays at the entranceway. Quickly a huge explosion goes off in the rafters in the upper right corner of the HWF Arena.)

Jeff: It's a bird, it's a plane, it's superma...

Tim: Ah man, it's just Chris Goings!

(Chris Goings dawning the colors of crystal and ice blue slides down the zip cord with a microphone in his right hand and a look of determination on his face. He slides down to the ring and lands inside the ring. He unbuckles his safety belt and as he secures his feet in the ring the zip cord snaps into the air flying back to where it came from. Goings face is covered in blue and his whole body is crystallized. He puts the mic up to his lips as the music fades out.)

Chris Goings: Sisssssss....

Jeff: Oh my god! Chris Goings has pulled out all the stops... Its... Its...

Chris Goings: The name is Coldfront. I am taking the HWF by storm and I am here to put out the flame that goes by Justin Storm. Sissssss... As I make my way from the west-coast up the northern-hemisphere I will kick ass and take names. One of the names is Michael Trey and the flame I am putting out tonight is the flame in this very ring.

Tim: What an idiot.

Chris Goings: Coldfront? You all know my real name is...

(He unzips his outfit revealing a black t-shirt that says "Baddest Motha Sucka". He lifts his head in the air and as the crowd says along...)

Chris Goings/ Crowd: Baddest Motha Sucka!

(He tears off the shirt and throws it into the crowd and puts the mike up to his lips one last time before this outstanding match.)

Chris Goings: Before I wrestle. Lets go over this one more time! I've wrestled an alligator, I've tousled a whale. I handcuffed lightning and threw thunder in jail. Just two hours ago I murdered a rock, injured a stone, hospitalized a brick. I'm so bad I make medicine sick! I killed superman and slayed The Incredible Hulk. I put the meaning in the word gulk. I hop like a kangaroo and bite like a bat. I invented the color blue and the word phat. I am one bad...

Crowd: MOTHA SUCKA!

Chris Goings: Starr, Trey, its not a matter of winning or losing... Its a matter of your survival!

(He drops the mic.)

Tim: What a jackass…

("The Shortest Straw" hits, as Jayson Starr walks out of the back and into the entranceway holding a wooden baseball bat. He stands there and raises the bat into the air and screams "yeah!", and looks around. Then, he makes his way to the structure, climbs into the mini ring, and walks to the
center of the ring... He looks around, then once again shouts "yeah!" as he raises both hands into the air, listening to the crowd go wild.)

Announcer: …and one of his opponents, the number one contender to the Hardcore title, "THE HARDCORE HERO"… JAYSON STARR!!!

(Michael enters to "The World Is Not Enough" by Garbage, getting a huge pop. His silver lights flash all over the arena as he and Claire Matthews walk to the structure. She takes a front row seat and watches as he climbs into the ring. Once in the ring, he pumps up the crowd.)

Announcer: …and finally, the reigning Hardcore champion, accompanied by Claire Matthews… MICHAEL TREY!!!

(The bell sounds as the three immediately go at it. Jayson Starr and Michael Trey work together to knock Chris Goings into the corner. Trey and Starr whip Goings across the ring. Trey goes for a clothesline but Goings ducks under, then gets taken off his feet with a clothesline from Starr.)

Jeff: Don't we have a guest referee?

(Immediately "Oh Hell Yeah" by the H-BlockX kicks in.)

Tim: What's Blackjack coming out here for?

(Blackjack appears, wearing a referee shirt.)

Announcer: …here is your special guest referee…BLACKJACK!!!

Tim: Blackjack is the ref?!

Jeff: This has just gotten a whole lot better!

(Blackjack climbs into the ring as the inferno below is ignited. Trey and Starr stomp away on Goings, with Blackjack just leaning against the ropes. Trey picks Goings up and whips him to the ropes. Trey leap frogs over Goings, as Jayson Starr catches him with a seated two handed press powerbomb onto the steel doors!!! Chris Goings rolls to the side of the ring, as Jayson Starr and Michael Trey begin to go at it. Michael Trey whips Jayson Starr to the ropes and hits a hurricanrana that sends Starr reeling. Trey runs and hits a drop kick to the back of Starr's head. Chris Goings slowly gets to his feet as Trey turns and sees him. Michael runs and drives his knee into the head of Chris Goings.)

Tim: Michael Trey has the advantage right now.

(Blackjack continues just to stand there not doing anything. Michael Trey pulls Chris to his feet and delivers a swinging neckbreaker onto the doors. Jayson Starr comes back into the picture with a forearm to the head of Trey. Starr and Trey then trade blows, as Chris Goings rolls into the corner. Trey and Starr battle into the corner opposite of Goings. Starr then whips Trey to the corner where Goings is. Trey dropkicks Goings square in the face as he is running!! Goings immediately begins to lose blood from his nose.)

Jeff: The Chris possibly has a broken nose!

Tim: The Chris?!

Jeff: Now you're learning…

Tim: Oh, brother.

(As Trey gets to his feet, Jayson Starr grabs him from behind. Starr scoops Trey up and hits a powerslam onto the doors. Starr then goes to Chris Goings and pulls him to his feet. Goings kicks Starr in the groin and drops him with a reverse Russian leg sweep. Goings then goes to the apron of the ring and begins to climb the turnbuckle. Chris reaches the top with blood rushing from his nose. Goings dives off for the top rope headbutt, but Starr moves out of the way! Goings goes head first into the steel doors!!!)

Jeff: AHH!!

Tim: Goings is busted open!

(True to word, Chris Goings is busted open in the forehead. Goings lies face down for a while, as Jayson Starr stomps on his back. Michael Trey gets to his feet and joins in on the stomping. Trey then nails Starr with a right hand. Blackjack finally moves and comes to confront Trey.)

Tim: What's he doing?

(Blackjack and Trey argue as Jayson Starr then dives in with a clothesline, taking Trey down. Starr nails a fury of punches as Blackjack goes back to his idle state.)

Jeff: What was that?

Tim: It looked like Blackjack is helping Jayson Starr!

(Chris Goings slowly crawls into the corner and begins to rest, now sporting a mask of crimson. Jayson Starr pulls Michael Trey into the corner and onto the top rope. The two are balancing on the ropes as Starr locks on a sleeper hold.)

Jeff: He went all the way up there for a sleeper?!

Tim: I find it hard to believe…

(Suddenly, Starr jumps off, holding the sleeper. He nails a top rope sleeping neckbreaker!)

Tim: The Falling Starr!!!

(Chris Goings begins to smile as he is covered in blood.)

Jeff: Um, what happened to the Chris?

Tim: Why is he smiling?

Jeff: I… I don't know.

(Jayson Starr covers Michael Trey but soon realizes he can't win by pin.)

Tim: Jayson Starr is just so used to going for a pin attempt, he immediately went for it there… Damnit, Goings is still smiling.

Jeff: I think he's laughing…

(Goings suddenly pops up out of the corner and goes through the ropes. He carefully navigates his way down the structure and then walks through the curtain to the back.)

Tim: Where the hell is he going?!

(Chris Goings comes back, pushing a small fiberglass Dumpster. The Dumpster is filled with plunder as Goings pushes it to the Gates of Hell structure. Inside, Jayson Starr begins to open one of the doors, but is struck by a flying chair, thrown by Goings!)

Jeff: What an aim!

(Goings grabs a cookie sheet and climbs back up the structure, into the ring. He nails Starr, who is trying to get up. He then nails Michael Trey with the cookie sheet.)

Tim: Chris Goings is using weapons?!

(Goings drops the cookie sheet and picks up Jayson Starr. He locks on a rear waistlock and hits a German suplex, holding on.)

Jeff: Now, THIS is trademark Goings.

(Goings hits another German suplex, and holds on. As he gets to his feet again, he swings around looking for his landing zone. Goings hits the final suplex, right onto the chair!! Blackjack seems to look surprised, as Chris Goings grabs Michael Trey. He tosses Trey right into the gates, which were opened by Jayson Starr!!!!)

Jeff: OH MY GOD!!!

Tim: Trey is in the flames! Trey is in the flames!!!

(The bell sounds as Blackjack raises the arm of Chris Goings. Goings smiles through the blood, as he is handed the Hardcore title.)

Announcer: Here is your winner and NEW HWF Hardcore Champion… CHRIS GOINGS!!!

Tim: Goings is the new Hardcore champ!

(The flames are shut off and HWF officials, along with Chaz Manson come out. Chaz opens the door to the cage, to find Michael Trey lying face down. His clothes aren't burned at all, as a stretcher is soon brought in. Michael is loading onto the stretcher and carefully wheeled through the curtains, as the officials go back to the back.)
Tim: I've just been told that Michael Trey had doused himself in flame retardant prior to the match, so that explains his clothes not being burnt.

Jeff: Chicken!

Tim: No, he's SMART!

Jeff: Whatever…

[The arena's spotlights turn to silver, and gold pyro shoots up three times from the center of the stage. "Better Than You" by Metallica starts to play over the speakers. Lance Sterling walks out from behind the curtains and a chorus of cheers, mostly from the ladies in the crowd, greets him. Lance is wearing a glittery silver robe with "Simply Perfect" embroidered on the back in gold stitching. He slowly walks down towards the ring, an air of confidence about him. He climbs the steps and gets into the ring, then removes his robe to the adoration of the women. Under the robe Lance is wearing silver pants with "Simply Perfect" written up the left leg in gold and "Lance Sterling" written up the right leg, again in gold writing, and a pair of gold wrestling boots. He flexes his muscles and a shower of pyro explodes around him as his music fades out]

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is for the HWF World Championship!! Introducing first, the challenger, "SIMPLY PERFECT"…LANCE STERLING!!!

(The lights go out as gold "JS" letters appear in the aisle. "Fuel" by Metallica begins to play as Justin Storm steps out to the arena. Storm has on a pair of black pants with the word "Justin" going down one pant leg and the word "Storm" going down the other pant leg. The font on his pants is in gold. Storm also has on a pair of black wrestling boots. His long brown hair is tied back on his head. Storm does a HBK-type pose on the entrance ramp as pyros go off behind and in front of him. The fans begin to cheer like crazy. The pyros fade and Storm walks down to the ring. Storm slides under the ropes and does a HBK-type pose in the ring. Pyros go off behind him. The pyros fade as Storm takes the band in his hair out, letting his hair hang down, just below neck length. The lights come back up and "Fuel" by Metallica stops playing.)

Announcer: …and his opponent, the reigning HWF World Champion… JUSTIN STORM!!

(As Storm gets into the ring, Sterling goes out through the ropes. Sterling stays on the outside as Storm goes over to the turnbuckle and raises his HWF Championship in the air. Storm does that to the other three turnbuckles as well. As Storm raises the HWF Championship in the air on the last turnbuckle, his music is cut off. "New Noise" by Refused hits the speakers. "The ICON" J. Simon Rykopathe walks onto the ramp holding a mic. Rykopathe begins to speak.)

Rykopathe: Hold the damn phone here. First of all, you two think that you can actually main event around here? Where is the Icon during this? You see, Sterling, you punked me earlier in the night, and Storm, you are just a punk. And so I see it that if you two want to play dirty, then I'll play dirty as well. Come on out guys.

(All of a sudden, the HWF locker room empties. Everyone on the HWF roster comes running down to the ring, minus Keith Bronson, Chris Goings, and Steve Perry. Sterling slides back into the ring as the entire roster runs into the ring. The Icon waits for everyone to go into the ring until he slowly walks down and just stays on the outside. The Extreme Hell in a Cell begins to lower.)

Tim: This is a damn shame. Justin Storm and Lance Sterling are going to get killed here.

Jeff: But it's their fault. Look what Storm did to Icon.

Tim: What did he do?

Jeff: He took the Icon's main event status. And Sterling sneak attacked him. This match is going to be great.

Tim: Speaking of the match, Justin's HWF Championship is hanging above the ring already.

(The cell finishes lowering as Rykopathe walks over to the door of the cell. Rykopathe pulls out a chain and padlock out of his pocket. He pulls the door shut and pulls the chain around the door. He then locks the padlock on the chain, locking everyone in the cell. Rykopathe then slides in the ring and makes his way through the crowd and hammers on Storm.)

Tim: This is nuts!

(As the entire HWF roster is duking it out, "My Own Worst Enemy" by Lit hits the speakers. A huge black monster truck rolls out of the entrance way and right under the HWF-Tron. On one side of the truck it says "The Perfect Alliance". On the other side it has "#01". Driving the truck is none other than Chris Goings. Beside him is Keith Bronson and Steve Perry. They go full speed down the ramp and head right to the cell.)

Tim: Their gonna go right through that cell!!!

Jeff: This is great!!! I love it. I can see it now, Monster Truck Driving and the HWF combined. Fun for the whole family!

Tim: Steve Perry IS here!

(The monster truck crashes right through cell. It makes a hole big enough for the truck to get through. Goings stops the truck and gets out. He climbs onto the hood of the truck and dives right into the crowd. Goings clotheslines Jayson Starr and Blackjack. Bronson and Perry get out of the other side and get on the hood. They both then dive into the crowd, knocking down Insano and Nick Diamante. The cameras switch to another view of the ring as Rykopathe knocks Storm over the top rope with a clothesline. Rykopathe fights his way back into the crowd as Storm begins to move. Storm does a kick-flip up and lifts up the ring curtain. He grabs a ladder out from under the ring.)

Jeff: What's he going to do with that?

(Storm tosses the ladder on the top rope. Storm holds onto a part of the ladder and steps back onto the apron. Storm tosses the rest of the ladder into the ring. The ladder hits Rykopathe in the head as he falls down. Storm re-enters the ring and fights his way over to the ladder. Storm picks up the ladder and sets it up. Storm begins to climb it as Sterling runs over to the ladder. Sterling climbs up the ladder on the other side. Storm sees him and nails a right hand on Sterling. Sterling shakes it off and climbs up more. Sterling grabs Storm's head and nails a hard left hand to Storm. Storm wobbles, but doesn't fall. Storm and Sterling are now on the second to the top rung of the ladder. The cameras switch to another view as Michael Trey runs at the ladder and dropkicks it.)

Tim: The ladder is falling!!!

(The ladder begins to fall as Storm and Sterling both jump. They both grab a part of the second cell. Storm and Sterling are both hanging from the second cell as Storm pulls himself up. Sterling begins to pull himself up as well. Storm walks over to the box of weapons and grabs a steel chair out of the box. Sterling has pulled himself up as Storm walks over to him with the chair. Storm swings the chair at Sterling but is met with a boot to the stomach. Storm drops the chair as Sterling grabs Storm's head. Sterling puts Storm's head in a DDT type headlock and turns around so his back is to the chair. Sterling jumps and nails an implant DDT on Storm onto the chair.)

Jeff: Sterling used Storm's set-up move against him! Storm has to be out.

(Rykopathe, back in the first cell, picks up the fallen ladder and begins to climb it. Sterling picks up Storm, not noticing Rykopathe climbing up the ladder. Sterling whips Storm right into the side of the cage as Rykopathe makes his way into the second cell. Rykopathe catches Sterling from behind, but Sterling brings his left foot up, nailing a low blow on Rykopathe. Sterling turns around and grabs Rykopathe by his throat. Sterling lifts Rykopathe up and nails a monster chokeslam on the steel.)

Tim: Chokeslam!!! Chokeslam!!!

Jeff: Sterling is clearing house tonight.

(Sterling sees that Storm and Rykopathe are out as he begins to climb the rope ladder in the second cell, leading up to the third. Sterling is on the last rung of the rope ladder as Rykopathe shakes the rope ladder, causing Sterling to fall right on his groin.)

Tim: He won't be talking the same for a while.

Jeff: That's just not right. I don't see how Sterling can go on after that.

(Rykopathe stands up and begins to climb up the rope ladder. He makes his way up to Sterling and jumps onto the opening to the third cell. Rykopathe pulls himself up as Storm kick-flips up in the second cell. Storm runs over to the rope ladder and begins to climb it. Rykopathe grabs Sterling by the hair and pulls him up into the third cell. Rykopathe puts Sterling into a fireman's carry as he motions to the crowd.)

Tim: He's going for the Icon Bomb!!! If he hits it, Sterling is out for good.

(Rykopathe begins to twist Sterling for a Michinoku Driver, but Sterling reverses it and slides off Rykopathe's shoulders, nailing a DDT on the steel. Storm finally makes his way up to the third cell as he and Sterling stare at each other. Storm notices something going on down in the ring as he looks down. Sterling takes advantage of this moment as he goes for a rocker dropper onto the steel. As Sterling is in the air, Storm quickly reverses it right into a powerbomb. Storm falls down on the steel as he has used his last ounce of strength.)

Jeff: Powerbomb!!!

(Down in the ring, Bronson, Goings, and Perry have cleaned house. There are bodies laying in the ring and bodies laying outside of the ring. Perry grabs the ladder and sets it up under the opening. Perry begins to climb the ladder. Perry gets up into the second cell as Bronson begins to climb the ladder. Bronson gets in the second cell as Perry begins to climb the rope ladder. Down in the ring, Goings begins to climb the ladder. Goings makes his way up the ladder and into the second cell. Perry is now in the third cell as Rykopathe stands up. Rykopathe grabs a steel chair out of the box of weapons in the third cell and nails Perry with a running chair shot. Perry falls down to the steel. Bronson is still standing in the second cell as Goings is standing beside him. Goings walks over to the box of weapons in the second cell and grabs a coil of barbwire. He then pulls out a 2x4 and wraps the barbwire around the 2x4.)

Tim: That's Rykopathe's weapon!

(Bronson grabs a pair of brass knuckles out of his pocket and slides them on his fingers. Bronson begins to climb the rope ladder. Bronson gets to the top as Rykopathe runs at him with the steel chair. Rykopathe goes for an overhead chair shot on Rykopathe as Bronson brings up his right hand. The brass knuckles hit the chair as the chair goes back up into Rykopathe's face. Rykopathe falls down onto the steel as Bronson yells out in pain.)

Jeff: That shot may have broken Bronson's hand.

(Bronson makes his way back up and tries to wake up Sterling. Goings is right behind Bronson, wielding that barbwire covered 2x4. Sterling wakes up and begins to climb up the rope. Storm kick-flips back up as Goings walks over to him. He swings the barbwire covered 2x4. Storm ducks it as Storm hits a spinning heel kick to Goings. Goings goes down as Bronson goes after Storm. Bronson goes for a big right hand. Storm ducks it and nails a standing dropkick to Bronson. Bronson staggers back and falls back through the opening in the cell. Bronson grabs onto the opening of the cell at the last minute. Storm stands up and proceeds after Sterling. Sterling is now on the top of the third cell as Storm pulls himself up. Storm and Sterling have a stare down as Rykopathe suddenly stands up and uses the rope to pull himself up to the top of the third cell. Rykopathe is now on the third cell as Sterling, Storm, and Rykopathe stare down each other.)

Tim: What is going to happen now?

(In the third cell, Bronson is able to pull himself up. Back up on top of the third cell, Sterling and Storm nod at each other as they both go after Rykopathe. Sterling kicks Rykopathe and sets him up for a powerbomb. Storm helps pick up Rykopathe as they powerbomb Rykopathe off of the top of the Extreme Hell in a Cell right through the Spanish Announcing table.)

Jeff: Holy Shit!!!!! That's 48 feet in the air! Damnit! Rykopathe has got to be dead.

Tim: Get some damn EMTs out here now! We need help. Rykopathe could very well be dead!

(Bronson, Goings, and Perry make their way up the rope and meet Storm and Sterling up top of the cell. Storm and Sterling shake hands as Sterling climbs up the ladder on the top of the cell. Sterling grabs the HWF Championship from the rung as the bell rings. As Sterling celebrates, the EMTs run down to the ring with a stretcher. They carefully load J. Simon Rykopathe onto the stretcher and head back to the back with him. On top of the cells, Bronson pulls out a mic from his pocket. He hands it to Storm.)

Storm: You all are completely pathetic. You think that I actually trusted Rykopathe? That piece of trash kicked me out of the Hardcore Revolution. He called me a worthless and that's all I could take. Rykopathe, you'd better heal up mighty soon, because I'm coming for you. Oh yea, and as for this. This is the formation of the greatest group in the HWF today. Fuck the Perfect Alliance. They are a has-been. You have just seen the formation of the HWF's Finest. And there is nothing, and I mean nothing anybody can do about that because we are the HWF's Finest.

(With Storm saying that "My Own Worst Enemy" by Lit hits the speakers as Justin Storm, Chris Goings, Keith Bronson, Steve Perry, and the new HWF Champion, Lance Sterling stand triumphantly on top of the Extreme Hell in a Cell as the cameras go off the air.)