Ultimate Smash Results: 02.09.13

[Shane Young]

Date: February 9, 2013
Venue: PA National Guard Armory, Philadelphia, PA
Time: 2pm EST



["Smash It Up" echoes across the arena. As strobe lighting flashes around the arena the fans in attendance are going ballistic. The camera zooms in on the prestigious Smash championship belt hanging high above the ring.]

Harold Jenkins: That's right folks. We're in Philadelphia and you are looking at the Smash title belt hanging high above the ring.

[The camera pans to the announce team at ringside.]

Harold Jenkins: Hello everyone and welcome to Master Class Championship Wrestling's Ultimate Smash! I'm Harold Jenkins and joining me at ringside is the Nutter himself, William Ferguson!!

William Ferguson: Thanks mate, it's a great atmosphere here tonight. These fans have being going nuts for hours, they are anxious to get this show underway! Tell the people watching at home what we have in store for them tonight Harry!

Harold Jenkins: As you saw tonight we will witness the return of the illustrious Smash championship. One of six participants will earn the privilege of holding the title and restoring the action and excitement back to the prestigious championship that so many legends have already held in the past.

William Ferguson: I myself have competed for the same belt some time ago now. It is such an honor to hold this title, and what better way to determine a new champ than by putting the gold on the line in a six-person ladder match!

Harold Jenkins: That's our main event of the evening. We also have the new MCCW World heavyweight champion in action tonight as he takes on the Thunderhead Storm Killer in a non-title bout, but if the young stud pulls off another upset you can bet that he will have a title shot in the near future...

William Ferguson: It's gonna be a crazy night that's for sure!

Harold Jenkins: That's right Bill, but first we're gonna start the show with a blast. Get ready for our first ever Special Guest Showcase!!




Opening Event



["Silverflame" by Dizzy Mizz Lizzy hits as the Silverflame Chris Dane steps out onto the stage to a pop from the crowd.]

Reed Smith: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to MCCW! It is now time for your Special Guest Showcase. The following contest is a Philadelphia Street Fight! Introducing first, hailing from Copenhagen, Denmark. Please welcome... CHRIS DANE!!

Harold Jenkins: Well folks, gracing the MCCW ring for the first time here is the Silverflame, Chris Dane!

William Ferguson: A well traveled athlete and as tough as they come, the fans are in for a treat watching this guy in action...

[Chris takes his time walking down the ramp, high fiving fans along his way. He slides into the ring and mounts the turnbuckles to another pop from the fans before jumping down and going into the corner fixating his eyes at the stage.]



["Somewhere I Belong" starts playing and Jimmy Fatal walks out from behind the curtain with a smirk on his face to the deafening jeers from the crowd as he shrugs and starts to walk down the ramp.]

Reed Smith: And his opponent, hailing from New York City, New York. Please welcome... JIMMY FATAL!!

William Ferguson: Another MPW guy right Harry?

Harold Jenkins: That's right Bill. Just like Dane, Jimmy Fatal also had a colorful career, proving all over the world why he is one of the most recognized competitors in the sport today!

[Jimmy strolls around ringside staring up at Dane, the tension between the two is almost electric as Fatal finally enters the ring.]

Harold Jenkins: Well folks, here is a storied rivalry, dating back to around 2006-2007, when these two were ripping through promotions all over the United Kingdom.

William Ferguson: Yes, and to think these two started out as tag team partners, which eventually led to their feud when Fatal betrayed Dane.

Harold Jenkins: These two had a total of four matches, Jimmy getting the better of Dane everytime, and in their last encounter nearly ending Dane's career!

William Ferguson: But lets go to the ring and see how Dane will fare in this one...

[The bell rings and the two men charge at each other slugging it out in the middle of the ring, Fatal gains the advantage with a brutal knee to the midsection of Dane and slaps on a headlock. Chris Dane fights back, first trying to tear himself free, but eventually gets out pushing Jimmy into the ropes. Fatal rebounds and is taken to the mat with an arm drag. He scrambles back to his feet and into another. Again Jimmy gets back up, but stumbles right into a Japanese arm drag. A little slower he gets up and stares across the ring at Chris Dane, who charges once more leveling Fatal with a shining wizard, he goes for the cover.]

Harold Jenkins: Could this be a short one?

Referee: One...Two...Th...

[Fatal kicks out. Dane quickly jumps back up pulling his opponent up with him and sets him up for a suplex. Jimmy battles back with body shots and manages to free himself from the grasp of his opponent. Fatal launches a boot targeting the abdomen of Dane, who instinctively catches the kick and swings into a dragon screw, wasting no time or motion as he spins in the toe hold and into the figure-four leglock. Jimmy roars out in pain as he trashes about.]

Harold Jenkins: It looks like Jimmy Fatal is in a world of hurt here as he grabs the ropes.

William Ferguson: But remember that this is a street fight, there are no rope breaks, no countouts and no disqualifications!

[Jimmy is hanging on to the bottom rope screaming out in pain as Dane throws himself back and forth. With much effort, Fatal manages to use the rope to turn the move around, shifting the pressure onto his opponent legs. Chris leaves go and they both get back to a vertical base, Jimmy charges at Dane who stands near the ropes, but Dane ducks and lifts Fatal to the outside.]

William Ferguson: The action has spilled to the outside! Remember falls count anywhere in this match, which should be in the brawler's favor, but Fatal is the one that's down on the floor...

[Slowly Fatal starts to rise on the arena floor using the guard rail. Suddenly Dane comes flying over the top rope with a senton-like move, but Jimmy jumps out of the way and his opponent crashes into the steel guard rail. Quickly Fatal jumps on top of his opponent pummeling away on Chris Dane with wild swings.]

Harold Jenkins: Silverflame just crashed and burned in a big way! This could be Fatal's opportunity to take advantage...

[He then grabs a handful of hair and pulls Dane back up, slamming him head-first into the unforgiving steel fence. Dane seems down and out as he slumps down on the arena floor, but Jimmy isn't finished as he drags him back up and hangs him over the barricade.]

Harold Jenkins: What devious plan does Jimmy Fatal have here?

William Ferguson: I don't now Harold, but I wouldn't want to be Chris Dane right now...

[With club-like blows Fatal punishes the back and neck of Chris Dane. Jimmy then lifts his opponent up from behind and crotches him over the guard rail. A huge "OHH!" sounds throughout the arena as Dane is planted on the steel barricade. Smirking Fatal backs up and then charges with a clothesline knocking Dane down and into the stands. Jimmy follows over the barricade arguing with the fans as he once more pulls the battered Dane back up and slaps an arm across his chest, before driving him face-first into the rail.]

Harold Jenkins: Now that was uncalled for!

William Ferguson: All is fair in love and war...well, or war in this situation!

[With his arms stretched out and a huge grin Fatal mocks the face and his opponent as he steps over the bloodied Dane and slaps him across the face. Again Jimmy drags him back up and turns around setting him up for a suplex into the barricade, the fans showing their disapproval with loud jeers. Suddenly Dane starts to fight back, blocking the suplex and landing a few shots to the body of Fatal before lifting up his opponent and planting him stomach-first over the guard rail.]

William Ferguson: These two are more focused on hurting each other than winning the match. I love it!

[Jimmy flops back into the crowd and Dane grabs him and pulls him back up sitting him down on a chair and placing a chair standing on his lap. Chris backs up before charging and crashing into Jimmy with a cannonball senton.]

Harold Jenkins: Ouch! What a bump!

William Ferguson: And these fans love it! They are loving this all-out fight just as much as I am!

Harold Jenkins: But you have to wonder if either of these men will be able to finish this match without killing each other!

[Both men are down on the arena floor with the fans screaming and cheering for the two men to get back up. They start to stir, crawling towards each other on hands and knees, both busted open and too tired to stand. As they finally get face-to-face they start exchanging blows, still on their knees. Fatal lands a right, Dane retaliates with one of his own, while he starts to get back up to his feet. Suddenly Jimmy stops him with a brutal low blow.]

Harold Jenkins: A cheap move by Fatal!

William Ferguson: I bet you he will feel that in the morning!

[Jimmy jumps to his feet and locks Dane's jaw at his shoulder, to a deafening roar from the crowd.]

Harold Jenkins: There it is! The Fatal Mistake!!

[He lifts Dane up and drops into the sitout position driving Chris Dane's jaw into his shoulder, Dane falls backwards and Jimmy on top of him.]

Referee: One...Two...Three!!

Harold Jenkins: That's it! It's over at last!!

[Reed Smith climbs into the empty ring as the fans roar in appreciation.]

Reed Smith: And here is your winner... JIMMY FATAL!!

William Ferguson: What you just witnessed fans is another chapter in this storied rivalry, written in blood once again!

Harold Jenkins: It has been an honor to host this Special Guest Showcase, and our two guests tonight did not fail to disappoint, but I have a feeling that this feud is far from over...

[As "Somewhere I Belong" starts playing the camera zooms in at the two wrestlers still lying motionless on the floor. Finally a few paramedics circle around them and attend to their injuries.]









[As the paramedics continue to attend to the two injured competitors, the camera cuts to backstage. Here Hunter Maverick is sitting, meditating before his match. He feels his mind and body being in perfect harmony, he is calm and focused. Slowly he lets his eyes open and looks down the corridor to the entrance area. In just a few minutes its time for him to walk down to the ring and take the fight to John Fisherman. Suddenly his thoughts are interrupted as Hayley Duggan comes up to him.]

Hayley Duggan: Hi Hunter, are you ready for your match?

Hunter Maverick: UHM Yes.

Hayley Duggan: Any thoughts on your opponent?

Hunter Maverick: UHM Yes.

Hayley Duggan: Do you think you can beat him?

Hunter Maverick: UHM Yes.

Hayley Duggan: Do you think Paige could end up being a factor in the match?

Hunter Maverick: UHM Yes.

[She looks at him and giggles.]

Hayley Duggan: You're the strong silent type aren't you?

Hunter Maverick: UHM Yes.

Hayley Duggan: You're so cute, good luck tonight!

[She pinches his cheek and walks on.]

Hunter Maverick: UHM Yes.

[He looks down the corridor, then at a watch hanging on the wall, he then goes back to meditating trying to regain his focus.]




William Ferguson: Hayley Duggan, doing her job as professionally as ever... I gotta tell you though, I like this Hunter Maverick guy. He is calm and focused for the task at hand. He is the Peaceful Warrior and he looks ready for a fight here tonight.

Harold Jenkins: What an intense battle to open this historic event as we see MCCW officials finally helping our special guests for the evening out of the arena. I'm sure they will have a few scars and bruises in the morning, but right now let's go to Daniel Kaye in the back looking for a few words with none other than John Fisherman.

William Ferguson: Take it away Danny boy!




[The camera fades to Daniel Kaye standing next to John Fisherman backstage with a microphone in hand.]

Daniel Kaye: Hey folks. I'm Daniel Kaye and I'm joined backstage tonight with the self-proclaimed king of the world, John Fisherman...

[John snaps at the interviewer.]

John Fisherman: Excuse me? Self-proclaimed? Daniel, David or whatever your name is...I am the king of the world. It's not a proclamation, it's a fact, and you'd better get them right or else!

[Daniel awkwardly coughs into his hand.]

Daniel Kaye: Okay, I apologize. But John, three weeks ago at Inception, you shocked the world by defeating the founder of this company in a no holds barred match. Word is that he will be out of action for a while, but aren't you worried about any repercussions for when he returns to MCCW?

John Fisherman: You mean if he returns...and no, why should I be worried? I've proved my point. I've proved it to the world! Shane is a has-been. His time is over. How can he expect the respect from everyone here when he doesn't know when to hang up his boots for good and give up? He doesn't deserve that respect. But I do. I'm the epitome of talent, and it's about time that I get the respect that I deserve! I will not be treated like some jobber next to a bunch of untalented hacks and I will not be treated like that dying lion treated me at Premature Beginnings! Shane was only the beginning. Everyone in this company will give me the respect that I deserve, one way or another!

[John is about to leave...]

Daniel Kaye: Wait! But regarding your match with Shane, you did have a little assistance in coming out on top...

[John gives him a stern look.]

John Fisherman: I didn't need assistance. I don't need assistance. That was a show of respect for me, just like I showed respect for her earlier in the show. You see all this time, I was wrong. This isn't my kingdom...

[Paige suddenly steps in, resting against John's side as he wraps his arm around her shoulder. She slides her finger down John's abs as he smiles back at Daniel.]

John Fisherman: ...it's our kingdom!

[They walk off camera as Daniel stays still. The camera then fades back to the announce table.]

Harold Jenkins: Well folks, a few chilling words from the epitome of talent...

William Ferguson: God I'd like to punch that tosser in the face!

Harold Jenkins: Whoa down Bill. Don't do something you'll regret later. Besides, Fisherman is in action next, and the Peaceful Warrior Hunter Maverick will have the opportunity to do that for you...

William Ferguson: Yes. Come on Hunter! Make me proud!




Match 2

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[As the opening riff of "John the Fisherman" echoes across the arena, John Fisherman reveals himself on the stage, seconds later Paige appears wrapping herself around him. John simply stares into the crowd in disdain, while putting an arm around her waist. They start walking down the ramp.]

Reed Smith: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Entering first, accompanied to the ring by Paige, hailing from Denver, Colorado. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty seven pounds, he is the Epitome of Talent... JOHN FISHERMAN!!

Harold Jenkins: I think it's fair to say that this man has made himself public enemy number one around here...

William Ferguson: That's the light way of putting it. Watching these two together makes me want to puke!

[As they arrive at ringside he stops for a brief moment to stare at a random member of the crowd who is not ashamed to express his hatred for him. In response John simply shakes his head and resumes, he climbs the apron and lifts the top rope so that Paige can duck under it entering the ring through after her. He then stands in the center of the ring, where John finally does his signature pose, Paige again draping herself around his arm.]

Harold Jenkins: We will be seeing the Princess in action later tonight, but right now it looks like she wants to see her king up close and personal...

William Ferguson: Or maybe she's just out there to make sure Fisherman steals the win, but that's just my opinion...



[John dips her and kisses her long and looks up as "O' Fortuna" starts to echo throughout the arena. The couple both look up as Hunter Maverick appears at the top of the ramp.]

Reed Smith: And his opponent, hailing from...

[Hunter wastes no time and runs to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. Fisherman pushes Paige behind him and motions for her to exit. She hesitates before the referee starts to yell at her to get out of the ring. Reluctantly she slides out and stands at ringside, watching with a devious smile on her face.]

Harold Jenkins: Well, no introduction for Hunter Maverick. The Peaceful Warrior wants to get his hands on the King of the World right now!

William Ferguson: Yes! I hope Fisherman's bruises have healed after his war with Kix because this one ain't gonna be pretty!

[The referee signals for the bell and the two men begin by circling each other. Maverick makes the first move by going in for a grapple. Fisherman pushes him off and into the ropes. Maverick bounces off and Fisherman gets him with a quick hit with a lariat, knocking him down to the mat. Maverick is stunned on his back. Fisherman moves in and starts laying punches to his downed opponent. Maverick manages to counter with a kick to the stomach. Fisherman grabs his midsection and takes a few steps back. This allows Maverick to get back to his feet with ease and waste no time going after the taller man. Maverick goes in for a spear, pushing Fisherman into the turnbuckle, air escapes his lungs making him lose his breath. Maverick further continues to use his momentum to his advantage by taking turns punching Fisherman in each side of his head. He slides down to the mat were Maverick further continues his assaults with big stomps to his already injured stomach. Maverick pulls Fisherman away from the corner and into the middle of the ring. He raises his arms to the crowd where he's met with a roar of cheers.]

Harold Jenkins: Early momentum on the side of Hunter Maverick!

[Paige climbs up to the turnbuckle, leaning in to pat Fisherman's face firmly to wake him up. The referee notices and starts to yell at her to leave the ring again. She starts to yell back and the referee threatens her, saying he'll force her backstage if she doesn't listen. With a pout she jumps down.]

William Ferguson: Poor Shorty, don't get your panties all up in a bunch! Ha!

Harold Jenkins: What is wrong with you?

[Maverick climbs over Fisherman up the turnbuckle and signals to the crowd that he's going to perform a moonsault onto the motionless body of Fisherman. Fisherman starts to move from his position on the mat. He rises slightly just as Maverick turns on the turnbuckle. As if in slow motion, both men take action. Fisherman gets up from the mat and moves with almost supernatural speed while Maverick leaps off. There's a gasp from the crowd as Fisherman is able to grab Maverick, mid air in a bear hug. Fisherman slams Maverick's back into the corner he just jumped from. Fisherman then quickly executes a jumping knee to his head, whipping it back against the ropes.]

Harold Jenkins: And just like that Fisherman has turned this one around!

William Ferguson: The Peaceful Warrior just delayed a little on the turnbuckle. He'll get back into it, you'll see...

[Paige cheers and claps her hands from below as Fisherman smirks at her and blows a quick kiss before pulling Maverick away from the ropes. It's easy for him to put him into a dragon sleeper. It takes seconds for Maverick to groggily come to. He starts to reach for the ropes. The referee is down on the mat, asking if Maverick gives up. Maverick yells out no. He continues to struggle against Fisherman. Every time Maverick seems to get some leverage, Fisherman tightens his grip. He growls out with pain but still refuses to give up. He continues to inch his way closer to the ropes. By the time Fisherman realizes it, Maverick is grabbing the bottom rope. Fisherman continues to hold on while the ref yells at him to let go. John swears at the ref and finally lets him go before the count to five. He gets in the referee's face.]

Harold Jenkins: This isn't a no disqualifications match, Fisherman had better keep his cool unless he wants to suffer his first loss here in MCCW...

[Hunter rises to his feet, holding his neck. Paige climbs the apron behind him. He takes a look at John, still angry at the ref and tries to regain his wits but not before Paige locks an arm around his neck, pulling him back toward the rope where she pulls down. The back of his neck bounces off and he goes face down to the mat. Paige laughs at him from the apron.]

William Ferguson: Oh come on ref!! What the hell was that!?

[John and the referee both turn around to look. The ref starts yelling at Paige again. She holds up both her hands and feigns innocence, flashing him her trademark smile.]

William Ferguson: All she has to do is bat her eyelids. Dammit ref do your job!

Harold Jenkins: Calm down Bill...

[Maverick stands, still looking confused. Fisherman goes after him with a super kick to the back. Maverick stumbles into the ref and knocks him and Paige over the rope onto the mats below.]

Harold Jenkins: Ouch! A collision between the ref and the Princess as they both stumble to the floor!

[Hunter catches himself on the ropes. He turns, a look of murder on his face. John gives a cocky smile before coming at him again with another kick. Hunter catches his foot and pushes him back. He follows him until Fisherman is against the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. John and Maverick exchange blows to each other's bodies. John is screaming at Maverick the whole time. Maverick pushes John with a spear to escape being trapped against the ropes. Maverick moves quickly to push John back against the ropes trying to pin him again. He quickly smashes John's head against the ropes. He then uses the opportunity to grab the man from behind and execute a Koji clutch.]

William Ferguson: Nice submission hold applied by Hunter!

Harold Jenkins: But it's no use...

[Maverick holds on tightly to the neck and arm of Fisherman, but he looks around and swears when he sees that the referee still hasn't recovered from being knocked over the ropes. Fisherman, obviously struggling, laughs. He reaches behind and starts to try and hit Maverick anywhere he can to get free. Maverick tries to tighten his grip but with John struggling, his hand is slipping. John gets his elbow free enough to ram it into the side of Maverick neck, once, twice and three times until he gets a blow that makes him release and lose his balance. John breathes heavily, watching the other man holding the side of his face. A smile spreads across John's face as he's crouching. He motions for Maverick to come at him. Maverick is obviously angry and starts to get to his feet. John doesn't wait for him to finish and goes after him and spears him back to his backside. He then proceeds to knee him in the stomach. The crowd cheers as the referee Timmy Nelson makes his way back into the ring, shaking his head a little.]

Harold Jenkins: Looks like MCCW official Timmy Nelson has finally got his bearings again...

[The referee is in the middle of the action again in no time. John lifts an arm up to the crowd before grabbing Hunter's head, setting him up for a brainbuster. The crowd screams louder. John has Maverick and jumps, forcing the smaller man head-first onto the mat. Maverick is out, seemingly cold on the mat. He addresses the crowd before moving in for a pin.]

Harold Jenkins: A wicked brainbuster by Fisherman, but he's rather slow going for the cover...

Referee: One...Two...Thr...

William Ferguson: Kick out! Looks like taunting these fans came back and bit him in the ass, at least for now...

[John gets up and yells again at the ref for counting too slow. Maverick rises to his elbows. He gets up partially and pulls John by his leg. He stumbles and grabs the ref. He turns, angered further to stare down the man who's now on his hands and knees. John starts to run at the fallen man with the intention of punting him in the head. Maverick does a roll and John kicks air. Maverick stands and jumps onto John's back, riding him to the mat. He starts to punch the back of his head. Maverick moves in to cover him. The referee starts the count, but after the one count John lets out a growl and throws the man off his back. Maverick stumbles but it makes no difference to the angry man. He continues toward Maverick and gets him with a running neckbreaker. Maverick is down on the mat not moving. John yells at the ref to hurry as he drops to his knees and throws himself over the barely moving opponent.]

Referee: One...Two...Thre...

Harold Jenkins: No!! That was very close!

[Fisherman runs a hand through his hair, obviously frustrated. He starts to argue with the referee that his count was too slow. He doesn't see Maverick getting back up with a smirk on his face. As John turns around he is met with a roundhouse kick to the head. He tries to follow up with a dragon suplex but John drops down onto the mat and rolls him up. The referee makes the pin but he only gets two. They both get up and Hunter charges, only for John to catch him and nail him with a half nelson bulldog. John gets back up and motions for the end as he waits for Maverick to get back up.]

William Ferguson: He could be looking for his trademark fisherman suplex...

[John grabs his head and throws his arm over his neck looking for the fisherman suplex but Hunter blocks, and counters by rolling him over in a small package. John manages to free himself just before the count to three. John storms back to his feet and charges, but Maverick ducks under the lariat attempt, bounces off the opposite ropes and lands Fisherman in the Sweet Lullaby shining triangle.]

Harold Jenkins: There it is! The Sweet Lullaby in cinched in! This could be it right here!

William Ferguson: But what is Shorty doing now?

[Paige hops back onto the apron and yells at the referee. The referee tries to get her down but she just keeps screaming. Meanwhile behind the ref's back John is tapping out.]

William Ferguson: He's tapping ref! Turn around you prick!!

[Realizing that the referee is distracted Maverick willingly releases the hold and approaches Paige on the apron. She screams in his face. In retaliation he grabs her by the hair.]

Harold Jenkins: He's got her! The Princess is in trouble!!

[Suddenly John springs back to life. He grabs Maverick from behind, forcing him to leave go of Paige, and rolls him over into an O'Connor roll-up. As the referee dives in for the count John pulls Maverick by the tights.]

Harold Jenkins: He's got a handful of tights!!

Referee: One...Two...Three!!

William Ferguson: NO!!

[The bell rings and Fisherman immediately rolls outside the ring and away from his opponent who looks absolutely furious. He glares at Fisherman from inside the ring as Paige rushes over and embraces John with a hug.]

Reed Smith: Here is your winner... JOHN FISHERMAN!!

Harold Jenkins: The Epitome of Talent managed to steal a win over Hunter Maverick here tonight, but I think it's fair to say not without any help...

William Ferguson: Come on Harry! Not only did he need that so-called Princess to help him out, but he also had to pull the tights behind the ref's back to secure the win! That's the sort of behavior we don't need here in MCCW!

Harold Jenkins: Regardless a win is a win, and Fisherman got the win in the end...

[Fisherman walks up the ramp with his arm around Paige's shoulder. She is delighted as Maverick glares at him from inside the ring with his hands on his hips. On the stage Paige grabs John by the cheeks and pulls him close, giving him a big passionate kiss.]

William Ferguson: Oh give me a break, I'm gonna puke!









[The camera fades to the locker-room where Scott Kenneth, still in his workout attire, prepares himself for his upcoming match. He practices swinging a few kicks before finally sitting on the bench and pouring a water bottle over his head. He throws the bottle away and holds his hands together. His track of thought is suddenly interrupted when someone grabs him on the shoulder. Scott looks up with a confused look on his face.]

Scott Kenneth: Who the hell are you?

[He stands up and looks into the person's eyes intensely.]

??: Hey take is easy amico, I come in peace. I just wanted a little parola...

[Scott unclenches his fist and lets the man speak.]

??: You know I've been watching you for a while now. You're a pretty tough bambino. The problem is that you've been getting your ass handed to you by that schmuck Fisherman and his little goomah. If you can't even defend yourself from the likes of them, how do you expect to win this title match later tonight? I'm thinking that you could do with little extra elbow grease if you catch my drift...

Scott Kenneth: What do you mean?

??: Just an offer that's all. We do something for you, and you do something for us.

Scott Kenneth: Us?

??: Well let's just say I have a few associates who know how to take care of business. Just give us the word and we'll take care of the dirty work for you. What do you say?

[Scott swipes his gesturing hand away.]

Scott Kenneth: Forget it. The Smash title is mine, and then I'll take care of those two pricks myself. Make a deal with someone else.

[Scott storms out of the locker-room, leaving the sinister man alone. The camera fades from a close-up of his evil grin.]

[Shane Young]

["Welcome Home" by Coheed and Cambria hits and the lights go out. The lights begin to flash to the beat of the song and the ramp puts out smoke. After the intro Kuk Killswitch comes out from the back with a hood covering his head. He steps out on the ramp and looks around the arena. He turns around and faces the ring before pointing to it and snorting. He begins to walk down the ramp, eying disgusting fans all the way down.]

Reed Smith: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome at this time, the Hardcore Reject... KUK KILLSWITCH!!

William Ferguson: What's all this about then?

Harold Jenkins: We haven't seen Kuk Killswitch here in MCCW for a while now. But it looks like the current Millennium Pro Wrestling X-Core champion has something to share with us here tonight...

[Kuk walks to the ring and looks at it for a second before hopping up on it with one knee. He stares around and then pulls himself up to his feet using the ropes. He spins around and throws up the metal horns. He then gets into the ring and he hops up on the turnbuckle and points to himself with his thumbs yelling "MY KINGDOM!" out at the crowd. He hops down and is given a microphone as he shakes his head and looks around.]

Kuk Killswitch: Now although I haven't been around much in MCCW, I still keep my eye on the product. Recently we had my younger brother, Mikey Killswitch, go through a tournament only to fall victim to defeat at the very end. Now Mikey isn't known for losing, he is the one that comes out on top. But in this case, the opposite is true.

[The crowd is a bit confused at the statement just made by Mr. Killswitch. He shakes his head and continues.]

Kuk Killswitch: Now after talking to the people in the back and the powers that are in charge, I have taken up a job as a member of the MCCW board. I will not be an active wrestler on the roster. While I did that however I also received information that Mikey Killswitch may be in line for a rematch for the title in the near future...



[Suddenly "Symphony of Destruction" hits and Mikey Killswitch comes out from the back with a microphone in hand and a smug look on his face. He slides into the ring and points at Kuk. He is about to speak, but puts the microphone down and shakes his head and pointer finger at Kuk. Kuk shakes his head and speaks.]

Kuk Killswitch: Why are you out here?

Mikey Killswitch: You're going to stand there and tell me that? You just disappeared from the face of the Earth and now you just randomly show up and bring the news? Typical Kuk Killswitch...

Kuk Killswitch: Of course! You of all people should know how I roll!

[Mikey shakes his head and continues to speak.]

Mikey Killswitch: So about that title match. Am I getting my rematch for the World title or not?

Kuk Killswitch: Not exactly...

Mikey Killswitch: Then why am I wasting my time? Thanks a lot brother...

[He looks to storm out of the ring, but Kuk stops him.]

Kuk Killswitch: Wait a second Mikey. We aren't done here...

[Mikey steps back to Killswitch. He has a confused look on his face while Kuk has a evil grin on his face.]

Kuk Killswitch: There is one way for you to have this match...

[Kuk smiles menacingly. Mikey is puzzled.]

Mikey Killswitch: What now Kukky?

[Kuk continues to smile.]

Kuk Killswitch: You must first compete in a set-up match.

Mikey Killswitch: Okay...against who?

[Kuk laughs.]

Kuk Killswitch: Me...

[Kuk laughs abruptly. His laughter echos over the entire arena. Mikey is still puzzled.]

Kuk Killswitch: Don't worry little brother, this won't be a normal match for you. Me and you will be competing in a Hell's Kitchen Street Fight!



Mikey Killswitch: Alright, see you then brother.

[Mikey goes to leave the ring, but Kuk grabs him once again.]

Kuk Killswitch: We aren't done yet...

[Kuk laughs and Mikey gets back in, a bit aggravated this time.]

Mikey Killswitch: What in the hell else could you want?

[Kuk laughs.]

Kuk Killswitch: There is going to be a special guest referee for this match!



Mikey Killswitch: Fine. Who? Endri? Shane Young?



[Suddenly, the lights turn out. A couple flashes from cameras can be seen. "Stop To Fall" suddenly blasts across the arena and the lights begin to pan around for the first thirteen seconds. After the "WOO!" the lights begin to strobe. When the words hit a smaller man comes out from the back wearing a black beanie, a black hoodie, some torn jeans and worn out shoes. He has some tattoos and piercings and is similar looking to Kuk. There is a small group of fans cheering, the rest however are confused. The man walks down the ramp and gets into the ring. He smiles and bro hugs Kuk and then Mikey.]

Kuk Killswitch: Let me introduce you to our special guest referee for this contest... CJ KILLSWITCH!!

[The fans let out a small cheer for this. Not too big as this newly introduced brother is unknown right now. CJ grabs the microphone from Kuk and pushes back.]

CJ Killswitch: Not only am I the Special Referee, but I am joining MCCW. The Killswitch family is taking over bitches!

[He hands the microphone back to Kuk.]

Kuk Killswitch: Two weeks. Hell's Kitchen Street Fight. Me versus Mikey Killswitch with CJ Killswitch as the guest referee. Preparation time Mikey. Better get your ass into overdrive!

["Welcome Home" hits again and the three brothers exit the ring and walk up the ramp chatting. They disappear behind the curtain as the camera cuts back to the announce table.]




Harold Jenkins: Well folks, I believe we just witnessed a family reunion of sorts...

William Ferguson: Talk about a dysfunctional family. These two brothers actually want to kill each other and for what? To prepare Mikey for a World title rematch? These Killswitch brothers are absolute nutters!

Harold Jenkins: But what an announcement folks. Kuk Killswitch not only returning as a member of the MCCW board, probably assigned by Shane Young during his absence, but also the signing of a new talent here in MCCW, CJ Killswitch!

William Ferguson: Just looking at him he appears to be as mentally lacking as his wacko brothers! I gotta tell you though, if this Hell's Kitchen Street Fight is anything like a London East End Street Fight, then we are in for a bloodbath in two weeks!









[The shot opens with Hayley Duggan standing backstage outside a locker room with a microphone. She sends the camera a smile, as she brushes her hair away from her face and starts talking.]

Hayley Duggan: Hello MCCW fans, Hayley Duggan here, I'm standing outside the locker-room hoping to catch a comment from one of the participants in tonight's main event.

[She turns and knocks at the door. A lot of noise is heard from the other side. Finally the door opens and Cayden King's head pops out.]

Cayden King: Ummm yes!?

[Duggan smiles at him.]

Hayley Duggan: Hi Cayden, would you mind answering a couple of questions for the fans?

Cayden King: Of course love.

[The cheeks of Hayley Duggan blush as Cayden steps out in the hallway only wearing a towel.]

Hayley Duggan: So Cayden tonight your set to compete in the six-way ladder match for the illustrious Smash championship, do you have any thoughts on the match?

Cayden King: Surely I do, you can't step in to such a match without having to speculate on what can happen. I mean it's hard enough having to face five other wrestlers of the caliber of my opponents, but at the same time there is the ladders to be concerned about.

Hayley Duggan: So what are your thoughts on your opponents in the match?

Cayden King: A tricky question there, but in general a talented group. I mean we have former World champions and so on. I still owe the Princess from our last match and well then there is that big troll...

Hayley Duggan: You are referring to Shogun?

Cayden King: Yes that's the guy, I know I am fairly new to this business and he is more of a veteran, but I do not like this guy. You see I come from a tradition of sportsmanship. I do not need to intimidate my opponents with size or antics, I make my statement in the ring. Last time we faced off Shogun took a shot at me after I won the match and that's something I cannot forgive. So tonight...

[Duggan's face has turned burning red as she stares at Cayden.]

Cayden King: My apologies love, I didn't want you to witness that...are you okay?

Hayley Duggan: Your...erm...towel...

[King looks down and sees the towel laying at his feet. Quickly covering himself up with his hands, blushing as he smiles awkwardly and the shot fades back to the announce table.]




William Ferguson: Well, I guess that's my pick to win the Smash title later tonight. He's got all the tools to come out on top in our huge main event tonight, towel or no towel! That little doll Hayley might like what she just saw, but I'm sure there's nothing that the King of Pain would like more than to hold that prestigious title belt around his shoulder...

Harold Jenkins: Right now however we are about to start a rematch from our debut show. MCCW's first ever World champion will compete in a non-title match against a young stud who has totally revamped his style and is more determined than ever to go for the gold. Let's get right back into the action!




Pre-Main Event

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[The opening of "Pushing Me Away" by Linkin Park begins to play as Storm Killer emerges from behind the curtains. He walks down the ramp with a determined look on his face.]

Reed Smith: Ladies and gentlemen, this non-title match is scheduled for one-fall. Introducing first, from Washington D.C. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and forty one pounds, he is the Thunderhead... STORM KILLER!!

William Ferguson: Here comes the man that pulled off a huge upset at our first pay-per-view!

Harold Jenkins: That he did Bill. The Thunderhead pulled out an incredible win over the former Millennium Pro Wrestling World champion to earn this rematch against the Albanian Dream tonight. But he can't let that win get to his head here, he is in the ring with an athlete that has defeated him already.

William Ferguson: Storm Killer has improved a lot since then, as I'm sure the champ will find out in just a tick...

[After giving some high fives to the fans on each side of the aisle he climbs the steps and enters the ring. He raises his arms up in the center of the ring before standing in his corner, waiting for his opponent.]



[Following the intro of his track, Endri Salihi reveals himself on the stage with his hands behind his back and the MCCW World title belt around his waist. He looks at the crowd with a cocky smirk before holding his fists in the air and chanting in Albanian. After returning his hands behind his back he begins marching to ringside.]

Reed Smith: And introducing his opponent, hailing from Tirana, Albania. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and thirty two pounds, he is the MCCW World heavyweight champion...the Albanian Dream... ENDRI SALIHI!!

Harold Jenkins: That's right folks. The first ever MCCW World heavyweight champion, the Albanian Dream, Endri Salihi! So far no one has been able to defeat him since he came to the United States, and now he has that title belt to prove it.

William Ferguson: I'll admit it, this guy is incredible, and if there's one guy that deserves that title around here, it's gotta be him. But Storm Killer is on such a roll right now, I have a feeling we might witness another upset here tonight...

Harold Jenkins: Whatever happens here tonight, I'm sure Mikey Killswitch will be watching this one very closely somewhere...

[When he reaches ringside he climbs the stairs and enters through the ropes. As Storm Killer watches from his corner, Endri walks to the middle of the ring where he unwraps the title belt. He holds it in the air as he chants in Albanian. He then hands the title to the timekeeper outside before stepping back into his corner. He warms up as Storm watches him intensely from the opposite corner.]

William Ferguson: Get ready everyone, this one is gonna be good!

[As the bell rings the two men circle each other in the ring. They hook up with a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Killer manages to overpower Endri and shove him towards the corner. The referee asks for a clean break and he gets it, but after releasing the lock Storm clenches his fist and goes for a punch. Endri covers himself up, but instead Killer steps back with a smirk on his face. Endri realizes what happened and looks frustrated.]

Harold Jenkins: How about that? Storm Killer tricked the champion there!

William Ferguson: He was going for a punch but instead he backed away, pulling a joke on the Albanian Dream. Not a smart thing to do on his part to be completely honest...

[Very angrily Endri steps out of the corner and approaches his opponent. They lock up in another tie-up, but Endri slides around him and grabs him in a waistlock. Storm grabs one of his arms and pulls him off before wrenching the arm with a standing arm wrench. Endri tries to roll out of it but Storm wrenches it tighter and forces him onto his back. He locks him in an armbar but Endri manages to reach his legs under the bottom rope, forcing him to unlock the hold. Storm steps back once again as Endri gets up to his knees, realizing that he has underestimated his opponent.]

Harold Jenkins: I don't think Endri expected this from the Thunderhead. Only now I think he's realized just how good this young stud has become since their first meeting.

[Still teasing the champion, Storm holds his hand up challenging Endri to a test of strength. Endri is reluctant to accept, but just as he was about to accept he rocks Storm with a vicious European uppercut. Storm stumbles into the corner as Endri follows up with several more uppercuts. He Irish whips Storm into the opposite corner but Storm just bounces off and knocks Endri down with a clothesline. Endri springs back up but gets knocked down with another. He gets up again but this time Storm hits him with a single-leg dropkick. Storm gets up and pumps his fists as the fans cheer him on and Endri slyly rolls out of the ring.]

William Ferguson: These fans are firmly behind the Thunderhead tonight, they want to see this man pull off another upset!

[Endri tries to recover at ringside as Storm watches him from inside the ring. Despite the referee's countdown Endri is hesitant to slide back into the ring. Impatiently Storm climbs the turnbuckle and waits before diving at him only to be met with another hard European uppercut on the way down.]

Harold Jenkins: Oh my! Storm took a chance and dived right into an uppercut from the champ!

William Ferguson: A mistake on the rookie's part, he let his impatience get the better of him and it cost him. Now the champ has suddenly regained control of this match...

[Endri rolls the lifeless Storm Killer back into the ring where he goes for a quick cover, but Storm kicks out early. Endri responds by standing back up and dropping a knee to Storm's face. He goes for another quick cover but Storm kicks out again. This time Endri responds with a sleeper hold on the mat. Storm tries to fight out of it but before he does Endri smacks him across the top of the head with an elbow smash. He transitions the hold into a chinlock. Storm tries to roll out of it but only manages to reach the bottom rope with his foot. Endri releases the hold and scoops him back to his feet before knocking him back down with a hangman's neckbreaker. He goes for another pin but Storm kicks out once again.]

Harold Jenkins: And now the champion is dictating the pace of this match, keeping the youngster on the mat for as long as possible.

William Ferguson: A good game-plan by Endri, and as long as he keeps this offense up it's only a matter of time before he puts his opponent away...

[Endri responds this time with a surfboard stretch. Storm seems to be fading, and just to make sure Endri sneaks an elbow smash to his exposed shoulder. Endri wrenches the hold further before the referee finally checks if Storm is still conscious. Storm suddenly sparks back to life. He manages to pull himself back to his feet, with the hold still applied, and reverse it into a twisting belly-to-belly slam. Storm waits for him to get back up before charging at him with a lariat attempt, but Endri ducks just in time and grabs him from behind. He launches him overhead looking for an early Jashtë Bordit but Storm lands on his feet and hits him with a bridging tiger suplex.]

Harold Jenkins: Tiger suplex! And here's the pin...

Referee: One...Two...Th...

William Ferguson: No he gets out of it! The Thunderhead's been doing his research, missing that lariat was how he lost to Endri last time. This match could have been over in a flash if Endri had hit that devastating move!

[Both men get back to their feet. Storm Killer charges and plants Endri with a float-over DDT. However instead of going for a cover he ascends the nearest turnbuckle and waits for him to get back up. Looking for a diving crossbody he takes off, but out of nowhere Endri counters with a powerslam.]

William Ferguson: What a tremendous counter by the Albanian Dream! And he hooks the leg...

Referee: One...Two...Thr...

Harold Jenkins: No! The Thunderhead is not done yet!

[Endri drags Storm back to his feet before hitting him with a European uppercut with his right arm, followed by another with his left. He spins around looking for a discus uppercut but Storm catches him with a kick to the gut and nails him with a brainbuster. He goes for a cover but Endri kicks out just in time. Storm tries to follow up with a surfboard stretch of his own but Endri fights out of it and snapmares Storm overhead. They both get up to their feet and Storm ducks under a clothesline attempt. He grabs Endri in a waistlock but Endri steps out of it and grabs Storm with one of his own. Storm steps away and locks in another waistlock before launching him overhead and over the ropes onto the floor below.]

William Ferguson: A German suplex...of sorts...all the way onto the floor! Storm Killer certainly has the champ's number here tonight!

[As Endri recovers on the floor Storm follows him. He scoops him up and lifts him onto his shoulders looking for a death valley driver on the floor. Endri desperately kicks his legs but to no prevail as Storm dumps him over the guard rail and into a fan's lap. Storm waits for Endri to get back up to his feet before attacking but Endri fends him off with another European uppercut. With his opponent stunned for the moment Endri climbs onto the guard rail and waits for him to turn around. He launches himself but instead gets caught on his shoulder and dropped back onto the floor with a double leg slam.]

Harold Jenkins: Oh my! The back of his head just cracked onto the unforgiving floor! The champion might be concussed right here...

[As the fans applaud him Storm Killer slowly drags Endri's lifeless body back into the ring before attempting a pin. Endri kicks out just before the three count, much to everyone's surprise. Storm responds with a grounded octopus stretch. It takes some effort but eventually Endri manages to roll him onto his shoulders looking for a sneaky pinfall but Storm realizes it and kicks out, releasing the hold in the process. Storm gets back to his feet first and carries Endri back to his feet before setting him up for the Thunderstorm vertical suplex powerslam. He lifts him up but Endri knees him in the top of the head just in time, forcing him to release him. Endri follows up with a jawbreaker. Storm stumbles into the ropes as Endri springs back to his feet and charges. Storm ducks under and launches Endri with a back body drop over the top rope but Endri lands on his feet on the apron. Storm turns around and takes a forearm shot to the face. He stumbles into the middle of the ring where Endri quickly ascends the nearest turnbuckle. Before he can prepare himself however Storm catches him and picks him up. He bounces Endri's back against the ropes before spinning around and nailing him with a picture-perfect slingshot powerbomb.]

Harold Jenkins: Tremendous slingshot powerbomb by the Thunderhead, and here's the cover...

Referee: One...Two...Thr...

William Ferguson: Not enough! This young gun has definitely upped his game since these two last met...

[Storm is much slower getting back to his feet. With an exhausted look on his face he hooks Endri for another Thunderstorm attempt, but Endri counters with a vertical suplex lift of his own. With his opponent in the air Endri somehow transitions from the suplex lift into a cross-arm piledriver position. From there he uses all his strength to lift him up and nail him with the Tirana Bomb.]

William Ferguson: Did you see that!? What strength displayed by the champion, turning a vertical suplex into a Tirana Bomb! This could be it!

Referee: One...Two...Thre...

Harold Jenkins: No!! Storm Killer is showing the will and determination of a champion! He wants to prove that he deserves that title more than Endri Salihi!

[With a look of exhaustion of his own Endri struggles back to his feet. He sees Storm still face down on the mat and grabs him by the waist looking for the European Nail, but Storm slides off his shoulder and spins around nailing him with the Lightning Shuriken to the back of the head. Storm falls onto his opponent for a pin but he kicks out just in time. Storm waits for his opponent to get up, looking to finish him off with the Shock Wave.]

Harold Jenkins: This is the move that helped him pull off that major upset over Johnny Clash...

[Storm charges looking for the spear but Endri counters with a flapjack, dropping Storm's throat across the top rope. As Storm turns around holding his throat he walks right into a bicycle kick. Still on his feet however Endri immediately follows up by lifting him onto his shoulders and planting him with the Shoferi Trurit.]

William Ferguson: There it is, the Brain Driver! This has gotta be it!

Referee: One...Two...Thre...

Harold Jenkins: NO!! It's still not enough to finish him! The Thunderhead has taken almost everything from the champion's arsenal!

William Ferguson: Well, not everything...

[Clearly upset that Storm kicked out of the Shoferi Trurit, Endri retaliates by pulling him straight back onto his feet and setting him up for the Jashtë Bordit. This time Storm blocks it by applying a headlock. He punches him in the exposed head. Endri stumbles into the ropes and as he bounces back he is slammed onto the mat with the Big Boom thrust spinebuster.]

Harold Jenkins: That's the second time he managed to avoid the Albanian Dream's strongest move, and he hit him with a move of his own! Maybe this could be it...

Referee: One...Two...Thre...

William Ferguson: Again the champ kicks out! These two guys are really letting each other have it, and it's not even for the title!

Harold Jenkins: And these fans are loving every minute of the action!

[As the fans chant "THIS IS AWESOME!" the referee begins counting to ten. Both men finally make it back to their feet as the referee reaches the count of nine. Endri throws the first punch, and Storm responds with one of his own. Endri follows up with another shot, and the two begin exchanging right hands. Storm seems to be gaining the advantage but before he can follow up Endri rocks him with yet another European uppercut. He tries going for another Shoferi Trurit but this time Storm wiggles off his shoulders. Instead he boots Endri in the gut and sets him up for another Thunderstorm attempt. However Endri manages to free himself in midair, bounce off the ropes and hit him with a running European uppercut, sending Storm back onto the mat.]

Harold Jenkins: And yet another hard European uppercut sends the Thunderhead back down to the mat!

William Ferguson: Look! Endri is going for the Tirana Special!

[Endri tries to wrap his opponent and lock him in the Tirana Special but before he can sinch in the hold Storm rolls him onto his shoulders for a quick pin attempt. Endri kicks out just in time. They both get to their feet at the same time. Storm swings wildly with another Lightning Shuriken but at the same time Endri swings wildly with a discus European uppercut. They both strike each other at the same time and they both stumble to the outside on opposite sides of the ring.]

Harold Jenkins: Oh my! Both competitors just clobbered each other. This could be a double knockout!

William Ferguson: KO or not the referee has already started counting them out!

[The referee begins the countout, but neither man are stirring. He makes it to the count of five. At last they show signs of life, but Storm is much slower moving than Endri. Storm manages to pull himself back to his feet, but he doesn't see Endri crawling around the ring towards him. He tries to slide back into the ring but Endri pulls down on his tights. Storm tries to fend him off but by the time he does he is milliseconds too late as the referee calls for the bell.]

William Ferguson: Wait, it's over?

Harold Jenkins: I believe so...

[As Storm slides back into the ring to argue with the referee, Endri marches to the timekeeper's table, snatches the World title belt and makes his way up the ramp. Storm puts his hands on his hips and looks down in frustration as Reed Smith steps up.]

Reed Smith: Ladies and gentlemen, since neither athlete was unable to make it back into the ring before the countout, this match is declared a draw!!

William Ferguson: A draw!? What the hell!?

Harold Jenkins: But what does this mean? Does Storm Killer get his title shot or not?

[Storm furiously kicks the bottom rope as Endri smirks. Storm stares a hole at him as he holds the title belt above his head. That is until...]



[Endri turns around to see Kuk Killswitch standing on the stage with a microphone in hand and a sarcastic smirk on his face. Endri looks disgusted at him as Kuk begins to speak.]

Kuk Killswitch: Now hold on a minute champ! As long as I'm a member of the board here in MCCW, I'm not gonna let bullshit calls like that screw up what was a decent match. Before you think it, no I'm not going to restart this match, but what I am going to do is make another match. In two weeks champ, you will be defending that title against Storm Killer...

[Endri is clearly upset.]

Kuk Killswitch: ...and it will be a Last Man Standing match!!

[Storm nods his head in approval as Endri holds his head in anger. Kuk gives him a wink before heading back behind the curtain. Endri turns around and sees Storm looking at him now with a big grin on his face.]

Harold Jenkins: Wow! What an announcement from Mr. Killswitch!!

William Ferguson: A great decision, and there will be no chance for the Albanian Dream to escape from this one! I can't wait!!









[The camera cuts to backstage. Trey is seen walking in the hall, wearing a dark hoodie. He looks up when a woman pushes by him.]

Paige: Don't hog the whole hallway! Some people need to get by and win matches...

[He looks up because he recognizes the voice. She's looking at him, hands on her hips, wearing a set of plaid wrestling gear.]

Paige: Oh well if it isn't Trey Baxter in the flesh. Hmmm, I thought you'd be taller...

[He looks confused.]

Trey Baxter: What are you playing at girl?

[She arches an eyebrow at him.]

Paige: I know because I'm so small you think I will be easy to beat right? So many before you have paid for their ignorance.

Trey Baxter: No, I mean why are you here? I didn't even think when I saw the name "Cami" that you were working in two feds. You didn't have to make up an excuse to surprise me.



Paige: I decided to drop the "Cami" bit. Sounds too much like a baby doll. I'm just Paige now. And I have no idea what you're rambling on about...before five minutes ago I'd never met you!

[Trey grabs her hand and she tries to pull it away just as John Fisherman appears in the hallway.]

John Fisherman: Just what in the hell do you think you're doing Baxter?

[Trey smirks and let's go of Paige's hand.]

Trey Baxter: Fisherman. So this is where you disappeared to...

John Fisherman: Lost your precious belt finally I see...

[Trey and Fisherman get in each other's faces.]

John Fisherman: So what did you think you were doing trying to touch my girl?

Trey Baxter: So that's how it is?

[He looks at Paige who, still looking a bit confused, throws her arms around Fisherman's neck and kisses him.]

Trey Baxter: Whatever!

[The couple laugh as they walk away. Trey still has a furrowed brow when his phone goes off. His head tilts slightly when a photo of a girl who looks awfully similar to Paige shows. He looks up again just as Paige looks over her shoulder at him. He answers the call.]

Trey Baxter: Baby Girl....?

[The scene fades back to the announce table as he walks away.]




Harold Jenkins: Well folks to be honest I'm not quite sure what all that was about...

William Ferguson: Sounds to me like Fisherman isn't the only man rocking the world of the Princess...

Harold Jenkins: I don't think that's it, I think Trey Baxter must have confused Paige with someone else...

William Ferguson: How can you? She may not be right in the head but she is one of a kind!

Harold Jenkins: Whatever the case, that was an interesting meeting between Fisherman and the former Millennium Pro Wrestling World champion. These two guys have a bit of history together, and it's fair to say that they don't like each other.

William Ferguson: If there's one guy that can rock this kingdom, it's Trey Baxter!

[Shane Young]

[An interior shot of the arena reveals that there are two ladders set up at ringside, both in opposite ends of the ring. Dangling high above the ring is the Smash title belt.]

Harold Jenkins: There it is. The prestigious Smash title belt. We are just moments away from crowning the new Smash champion. Both Baxter and Paige as well as four other worthy competitors are about to rage war with each other for this illustrious prize. It is such an honor to hold such a title and join the many greats who have held the title in the past, but which of the six following competitors want it more? We are about to find out...




Main Event

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Reed Smith: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for your main event of the evening! The following contest is a six-way ladder match for the Smash championship! The first participant to climb a ladder and retrieve the belt will be declared the winner and will be crowned the new MCCW Smash champion!



[As her music cues, Paige appears on top of the ramp. With a smile she starts to walk down the ramp with a partial skip.]

Reed Smith: Introducing first, hailing from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in tonight at one hundred and ten pounds, she is the Princess... PAIGE!!

Harold Jenkins: You wouldn't think much of Paige when you first see her, but believe me folks, she is one of the favorites to win this whole thing!

William Ferguson: That's right. She has taken every opportunity against her opponents and if there's one person who can steal the title here tonight, it's got to be Shorty here!

[Once she reaches ringside, she climbs the stairs and gets into the ring as she stares at one of the ladders at ringside. She skips to the middle of the ring where she gives the fans a cheeky smile before stepping back into her corner.]

Harold Jenkins: The Princess doesn't seem to be too worried about what lays ahead of her...



[As his music hits, Scott Kenneth immediately marches to the ring, looking intensely into the ring.]

Reed Smith: And her opponent, hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and eight pounds, this is... SCOTT KENNETH!!

Harold Jenkins: Well folks, as you've probably heard earlier in the week the Hell Wolf, Chris Cable, was originally scheduled to participate in this match, but unfortunately due other commitments he was unable to compete here tonight. On behalf of everyone in MCCW however, we hope to see this talented individual make his return here very soon.

William Ferguson: Indeed, but filling his spot in this match tonight is the tough-as-nails Scott Kenneth. His mentor has held this Smash title belt several times in the past, and I'm sure that Scott will be looking to make him proud and win his first Smash title here tonight.

[He walks past one of the ladders at ringside. He climbs the steps and hops over the top rope. He then jumps onto the turnbuckle with one foot on the top rope and stares into the crowd. After a moment he jumps off and starts pacing back and forth in the ring burning a hole in Paige, who smiles innocently at him.]

Harold Jenkins: Scott has a tough task ahead of him, and as we see him staring at the woman who managed to beat him three weeks ago, I'm sure he realizes this.

William Ferguson: I don't think he's forgotten that low blow she gave him three weeks ago either. Just hope he doesn't let his personal feelings get in the way of this one...



[The lights in the arena dim as "The Absolute of Darkness" begins to play. A spotlight shines down onto Shogun, who begins a slow walk to the ring, his eyes glinting with malice as he glares at random fans along the way.]

Reed Smith: And their opponent, from Parts Unknown. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and sixty five pounds, he is the Demonic God... SHOGUN!!

Harold Jenkins: Now this is the man to watch out for in this match...

William Ferguson: If you can even call him a man! This monster is a destructive force on his own, imagine the brutality he could cause with a ladder in his hands!

[Inside the ring, Shogun removes his trench coat and leans in his corner, giving evil glares at his two opponents standing well away from him in the ring.]

Harold Jenkins: After what transpired three weeks ago, Shogun cannot be in a good mood. He looks like he wants to decimate everyone involved in this match, maybe more than winning the Smash title...

Reed Smith: And their opponent, from Parts Unknown...



[The lights flicker as Unknown steps onto the stage, waving his arm and banging his head before he makes his way towards the ring.]

Harold Jenkins: Looks like the deranged masked man is ready for this match, like he's ready to get a little Xtreme!

William Ferguson: Well, this nutter is enigmatic I'll give him that...

[Unknown reaches ringside where he steps under the ladder. He hops onto the apron and springs over the top rope. He hops on the nearest turnbuckle and bangs his head to the delight of the fans. He drops back onto the mat where he suddenly realizes that his three opponents are watching him in disgust.]



[As "It's My Life" starts playing spotlights focus on the curtain where Cayden King slowly steps out from. He stops at the top of the ramp and lets his eyes wander over the crowd before making his way to the ring.]

Reed Smith: And introducing his opponent, hailing from London, England. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty seven pounds, he is the King of Pain... CAYDEN KING!!

William Ferguson: Here comes my pick to win this one! Cayden King has the power, he has the speed, he has the endurance and he has the skills needed to win a match like this. Definitely my pick to take that title home tonight!

Harold Jenkins: You might be right Bill, Cayden King has been very impressive since his debut here in MCCW, but he better watch himself when he steps back into the ring with Shogun. The Demonic God has not forgotten what happened to him three weeks ago...

[Taking his time, he walks up the stairs and enters the ring, where he withdraws to a small space in the crowded ring for a little warm-up. He then joins Scott, Shogun and Unknown as they stare at Paige, who stands innocently in her own corner.]

William Ferguson: All these guys look to be putting their differences aside. They all have beef against the Princess, could we see these guys ganging up on poor Shorty?

Harold Jenkins: It certainly doesn't look good for the Princess right now...



["Guerrilla Radio" hits over the PA as the lights begin to flicker. After a moment Trey Baxter steps out onto the stage and looks around at the crowd with a huge smile on his face. He stretches and slowly makes his way down the ramp as everyone in the ring turn around and watch him.]

Reed Smith: And introducing the final participant, hailing from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty pounds, please welcome to MCCW... TREY BAXTER!!

Harold Jenkins: What an ovation for the Millennium Pro Wrestling Wrestler of the Year! Trey Baxter looks pumped and so do these fans!

William Ferguson: These fans are in for a treat. I've seen this guy in action and let me tell you, he may very well pull out the win and take that title for himself here tonight!

[Staring at his opponents in the ring, Trey climbs to the top of the nearest ladder and sticks his right arm high in the air. He takes his shirt off and throws it into the crowd. Meanwhile inside the ring Unknown clubs Shogun across the back. Shogun turns around and burns a hole in Unknown who begs for mercy. Suddenly Cayden swings a club at him and so does Scott. Paige slides out of the ring as the four wrestlers brawl with each other in the middle of the ring. Realizing this, Trey stands up high on top of the ladder and dives off into the ring, wiping out all four competitors.]

Harold Jenkins: Oh my! Baxter just dived off that ladder and into the ring! What a way to introduce yourself into this match!

William Ferguson: With a single swoop Baxter knocked all four of those guys off their feet! Incredible!

Harold Jenkins: Finally the bell rings, and this match is officially underway!

[Trey stands alone in the middle of the ring as the fans applaud him. However as he turns around he sees Paige standing before him. He is hesitant to do anything, but before something happens between them Trey is suddenly clobbered from behind by Shogun. With Trey on the mat Shogun then turns his attention to Paige, who suddenly looks horrified.]

Harold Jenkins: Oh no! Paige is all alone with that monster!

William Ferguson: Kill her!!

[Paige finally musters the courage to strike first. She kicks Shogun in the gut, but it only seems to make him madder. She tries to run off but Shogun grabs her by the hair. He pulls her back and picks her up onto his shoulders, looking for the Revelation. But before he can hit it, Trey suddenly springs back to life and spears him. Paige quickly rolls out of the ring as Trey follows up with several closed fists to the face of his grounded opponent.]

Harold Jenkins: Trey Baxter making the save once again! But you have to wonder if these saves are going to cost him in the end?

William Ferguson: Shogun was about to destroy that wench once and for all! Bugger!

Harold Jenkins: Take it easy Bill we still have a job to do here...

[Trey gets back up pumping his fist as Shogun finally gets up. He hooks him in a front facelock looking for a vertical suplex, but Shogun puts on the brakes and counters with one of his own. Trey rolls out of the ring clutching his back as Shogun stalks him outside. As Trey and Shogun brawl outside the ring, on the opposite side of the ring Paige notices Scott Kenneth struggling to get back up. She clobbers him from behind and begins stomping his back, trying her best to keep him down. Meanwhile Cayden King and Unknown are exchanging right hands with each other on the ramp. Cayden gets the better of the exchange and Irish whips Unknown into the side rail. He follows up with a European uppercut, knocking Unknown onto the floor. He then drives his foot into his throat, choking the life out of him. Meanwhile at ringside Shogun tries to ram Trey face-first into the steel steps, but Trey stops him just in time, elbows him in the gut and rams his face into the steps instead. Shogun stumbles towards the guard rail, holding his forehead in pain.]

William Ferguson: This is bloody chaotic! I love it!

[As Paige begins raking Scott's eyes on the floor, Cayden performs a wicked snap suplex on the ramp, hurting Unknown as well as himself. Meanwhile Shogun rests against the guard rail and Trey charges towards him, but Shogun ducks under him and back body drops him over the rail instead. Trey lands into the lap of one of the attending fans as Shogun turns his attention towards the nearest ladder set up at ringside. He folds the ladder and picks it up as he sees Trey getting back to his feet. Shogun charges at him and rams the top of the ladder across Trey's head, knocking him back down.]

Harold Jenkins: Whoa! The first use of the ladder by the Demonic God, and he almost took Baxter's head off!

William Ferguson: He almost took that fan's head off too! Seriously this guy is completely uncontrollable!

[Shogun slides the ladder into the ring but before he follow Cayden suddenly clubs him from behind. Cayden throws Shogun shoulder-first into the ring apron. Shogun is stunned as Cayden slides into the ring and begins setting up the ladder. However just as he does Paige slides back into the ring and attempts a crucifix driver. Cayden stays on his feet and reverses it with a modified Samoan drop. Paige rolls back out of the ring as Cayden finally takes his first step on the ladder. Shogun finally returns to the ring and clubs Cayden across the back. He pulls him back onto the mat before sending him hard onto the mat with a snap arm wringer. Shogun unfolds the ladder in the ring and rests it against the nearest turnbuckle.]

Harold Jenkins: Shogun has some evil intentions with that ladder...

[He scoops Cayden back to his feet before whipping him as hard as possible into the ladder. Cayden hits his back hard on the ladder and crashes right back down onto the mat.]

William Ferguson: The King of Pain took a hard bump right there! And as you can see there is a cut on his back.

Harold Jenkins: You're right Bill. He hit that ladder with such velocity that he actually drew blood across the back! Let's hope there's no permanent damage here...

[Shogun stands his ground in the middle of the ring. He sees Scott Kenneth rolling into the ring but sends him flying with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. As Scott rolls into the corner Shogun turns his attention back to Cayden, who is still hurt. He sets him up for the running Liger bomb out of the corner, but just in time Cayden rolls over his head and onto his feet. Shogun turns around but is met with a hard forearm to the face, followed by another and then another. Cayden bounces off the ropes and connects with a clothesline, but Shogun stays on his feet. He bounces off the opposite ropes and hits him with a northern lariat, but again he stays on his feet. Out on his feet Shogun finally crumbles to one knee. Cayden bounces off the ropes one more time and connects with the Royal Shining. Shogun rolls under the bottom rope and stands on his feet as Cayden follows him to the outside. He tries to follow up but Shogun fights back with a few punches of his own. The two throw endless punches at each other outside, oblivious to Scott Kenneth who is standing in the middle of the ring. Scott charges and hits both Shogun and Cayden with a suicide dive.]

Harold Jenkins: Wow! Scott Kenneth putting it all on the line with that suicide dive, taking out both Cayden and Shogun on the outside!

[Back inside the ring Unknown is setting himself up. As the three competitors finally stand back up Unknown charges and hits them with a suicide dive of his own.]

William Ferguson: And that masked freak with a dive of his own, taking out all three guys!

[As the four competitors stumble back to their feet, Paige is back inside the ring, preparing herself for her own dive. They scramble as she charges, but instead she feints them all by hand-springing off the ropes and back into the ring where she gives them a cheeky grin.]

Harold Jenkins: And the Princess playing a trick on all four of them, including everyone else in attendance!

William Ferguson: She even had me going for a second there...

Harold Jenkins: Uh oh...

[Suddenly Paige is distraught as Cayden, Shogun, Scott and Unknown all surround the ring. They all hope onto the apron at the same time, all stalking the Princess.]

Harold Jenkins: We're back to where we started. It doesn't look good for the Princess...

William Ferguson: Wait!

[Suddenly Baxter gets back into the action, first by pulling Shogun off the apron and onto the floor. He slides into the ring and dropkicks Unknown off the apron and into the guard rail. He slaps Scott sending him onto the floor. He ducks under Cayden's clothesline attempt and counters with a release German suplex, sending Cayden back out of the ring. Trey and Paige are left alone in the middle of the ring once again. They look at each other intimately but Paige suddenly ruins the moment by giving a vicious low blow to Trey, who crumbles onto the mat holding his groin in agony. Paige wipes the hair from her face to reveal an evil grin as she boots Trey under the bottom rope and off the apron.]

William Ferguson: What a vile and evil harlot! Never trust a woman!

Harold Jenkins: I think Baxter might still be a little confused after what happened earlier. Just when we thought the two might have been developing an alliance together, she pulls that out of the bag! And now Paige is left alone in the ring with a ladder in the corner...

[Paige struggles to carry the ladder and set it up in the middle of the ring. Finally she does and begins climbing, but halfway up Scott suddenly springs off the ropes and delivers a springboard dropkick, sending Paige off the ladder with a hard bump on the mat.]

Harold Jenkins: Ouch! A springboard dropkick off the ladder and the Princess looks hurt!

William Ferguson: She took one hell of a wallop there, don't think she can get up after that!

[As Paige rolls out onto the floor in agony, Scott gets back up to his feet and begins climbing the ladder himself. He is about to reach for the belt but out of nowhere Unknown springs off the opposite ropes and lands on the ladder. The two meet each other on top and begin exchanging punches. Scott gets the better of the exchange, reaching his leg and smacking Unknown in the side of the gut with a kick, and locks him in a double underhook calling for a Michinoku Driver off the ladder. Unknown blocks it and frees himself before attempting one of his own, but Scott blocks it too. Scott manages to hit a roundhouse kick to the side of his head. Unknown staggers off the ladder and onto the mat as Scott reaches for the belt. His fingertips tickle the belt but before he can rip it off the hook Shogun clubs him from behind. Shogun climbs underneath him and sets him up before driving his back onto the mat without a Liger bomb off the ladder.]

Harold Jenkins: Liger bomb off the ladder! Did you see Scott's head ricochet off the mat?

William Ferguson: He might be concussed all over again! No way he can get up after that!

[As Scott rolls onto the floor Shogun begins climbing the ladder. However on the other side of the ladder, Cayden begins climbing. They meet on top and they begin exchanging blows. Shogun nails him with a hard elbow strike and reaches for the belt but Cayden stops him with a few hard punches to the chest. Cayden grabs Shogun and calls for the Kings Cross air raid crash but Shogun blocks and elbows him in the side of the head before shoving him off the ladder and throat-first across the ropes. However as he bounces off the top rope Cayden stumbles back towards the ladder, forcing Shogun over the opposite ropes and onto the floor.]

William Ferguson: Shoving Cayden off the ladder just came back and bit Shogun in the ass as he falls all the way onto the floor!

[Inside the ring Cayden slowly climbs back to his feet. He sees the open ladder lying on the mat but before he can pick it up Unknown charges at him, only to be flattened with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Cayden follows up by scooping Unknown back to his feet. He lifts him up looking for a scoop slam across the ladder but Unknown wiggles free just in time. He slips behind Cayden before turning him around and planting him chest-first across the open ladder with a twist of fate.]

Harold Jenkins: Twist of fate across the edge of that ladder! And the enigmatic masked man is not done yet...

[Unknown drags Cayden in position before picking up the ladder and resting it over him. Unknown then climbs the nearest turnbuckle, signaling for a high-angle senton bomb, but before he can take off Trey Baxter suddenly hops onto the apron and shoves Unknown off the turnbuckle and through the timekeeper's table below.]

Harold Jenkins: Oh my! Baxter just sent the masked man through the timekeeper's table below!

William Ferguson: That was quite a fall, he could be out of it!

[Trey follows up by taking his place on top of the turnbuckle. He motions to the fans before diving off and nailing a elbow drop across the ladder with Cayden crushed underneath. Trey rolls away holding his elbow in pain.]

Harold Jenkins: Trey Baxter just sacrificed himself in an attempt to take the KO King out of the game!

William Ferguson: That's what these guys are willing to put themselves through in order to call themselves the Smash champion! That's what the Smash title is all about! These guys are will to do anything for the right to be the new Smash champion!

[Meanwhile Shogun has taken the second ladder at ringside. He slides it into the ring but before he can follow Trey sends it straight back at him with a baseball slide. He takes the ladder for himself and sets it up in the middle of the ring. Before he can climb however he sees Scott Kenneth slowly getting back into the ring. Trey lifts him back up to his feet but out of nowhere Scott nails him with a Shuffle Sidekick. They both fall to the mat as the fans suddenly give the competitors a standing ovation.]

Harold Jenkins: Listen to these fans! They are showing their appreciation for what all six of these athletes are putting themselves through!

[Scott is the first to regain consciousness. He crawls towards the ladder, but behind him Paige slides back into the ring. She steps on his back and takes his place on the ladder, but not without mocking him by brushing her boot against his head.]

William Ferguson: Shorty using Scott's head to shine her boots...what disrespect!

[This only angers him further. As Paige reaches halfway up the ladder Scott follows her and pulls her onto his shoulders. However Paige tilts her weight back and nails him with an inverted frankensteiner off the ladder. The momentum blows Scott back out of the ring as Paige regains her composure and gets back on the ladder.]

Harold Jenkins: What a move by Paige, Scott could have broken his neck right there!

[Paige makes it to the top of the ladder. She cannot reach the belt but she is hesitant to climb even further. Meanwhile underneath her Shogun has entered the ring. He follows her up the ladder and drops her onto his shoulders. She tries to do what she did to Scott but Shogun blocks it and carries her on his shoulders. Shogun climbs off the ladder and steps towards the corner where Cayden has ascended the turnbuckle. He launches himself off the turnbuckle and nails Paige with a flying lariat, sending her off Shogun's shoulders and crashing down onto the mat. The fans give them a huge pop.]

William Ferguson: Jesus! Did you see that? She's dead. She's gotta be dead!

Harold Jenkins: King and Shogun just teamed up and nailed the Princess with a doomsday device! Whether that teamwork was intentional or not, Paige could very well be out of this one for good!

[As Paige rolls out of the ring Cayden and Shogun turn towards each other. Shogun suddenly charges but Cayden ducks under the clothesline attempt and nails him with a trio of European uppercuts. Cayden bounces off the ropes but gets met with a big boot to the face. Cayden is out on his feet as Shogun picks him up and nails him with the Revelation.]

Harold Jenkins: There it is! The Revelation!

William Ferguson: If this was a singles match this one would be over for sure! But it's not, and Shogun must now climb that ladder if he wants to win!

[Shogun kicks Cayden out of the ring before picking up the first ladder. He begins reorganizing the ladders so that one ladder is set up in the middle of the ring in a diagonal position while the other is wedged between the ladder and the middle turnbuckle. He turns around but is met with a toe kick to the gut by Baxter, followed by a DDT. As Shogun rolls onto the apron Trey begins climbing the ladder. Meanwhile Unknown springs back onto the apron. He climbs over the ropes and uses the bridge created by Shogun to get onto the ladder. Trey and Unknown meet on top of the ladder where they scramble for the title belt. Trey catches Unknown off guard and sets him up for a superplex, but Unknown squirms out of it. Unknown attempts a sunset flip powerbomb off the ladder but Trey holds on for dear life. Unknown holds onto Trey's legs still trying to throw him off the ladder, but with his body exposed, Shogun catches him and throws him into the turnbuckle with a release northern lights suplex.]

William Ferguson: Northern lights suplex into the corner my god! The masked freak took one heck of a bump right there, but Baxter is still on top! Shogun had better think fast...

[Before Trey can resume Shogun clubs him from behind. As Unknown lifelessly rolls under the bottom rope Shogun follows Trey up the ladder. He locks him in a waistlock looking for a German suplex but Trey blocks it. He tries to break Shogun's grip and succeeds, but Shogun lands on his feet. Instead Shogun grabs Trey by the trunks and pulls him back onto the mat. Before Trey can fight back he is nailed with a lariat.]

Harold Jenkins: Big lariat from the Demonic God! Shogun's all alone in the ring now! This is his chance!

[Shogun slowly makes his way up the ladder. Halfway up however Cayden finally stirs back to life. He slides back into the ring and uses the bridge to pull himself up the ladder on the opposite side. Cayden and Shogun meet once again on the top of the ladder, but Cayden barely has any fight left in him. Shogun clubs him across the forehead and Cayden almost falls off. Shogun stretches his arm, reaching for the title belt, but Cayden suddenly punches him in the exposed gut. He then sets him up for the Kings Cross. He hits it, sending Shogun as well as himself through the ladder bridge below.]

Harold Jenkins: OH MY!! The Kings Cross through the ladder! This arena is going ballistic!!

William Ferguson: I can't believe what I just saw! He just sent him crashing through the ladder! Did you see that ladder bend underneath them? This is just absolute carnage!!

[Shogun and Cayden are both unconscious on the destroyed ladder. Meanwhile on the outside Scott Kenneth finally stirs back to life. He crawls back into the ring where Trey Baxter has made his way back to his feet. He sees Scott coming and sets him up for the Lights Out but Scott blocks it. He counters with a back body drop, and as Trey immediately gets back to his knees, Scott turns around and nails him with the Buzzsaw Kick.]

Harold Jenkins: That's it! The Buzzsaw Kick! That's the same move his mentor used to win the Smash championship several times! That same move could very well lead to Scott Kenneth's first ever title in his young career!

William Ferguson: Go on my son! Go for the gold, you can do it! Come on!

[Still holding his neck Scott begins climbing the turnbuckle, with the fans urging him on. As he is about to grab the belt however, a hooded John Fisherman suddenly emerges from the crowd and slides into the ring.]

William Ferguson: What the hell is that jackass doing out here!?

Harold Jenkins: John Fisherman just arrived, he has no business out here right now!

[John grabs Scott by the tights and pulls him off the ladder, but Scott lands on his feet and suddenly blasts him with a spinning side kick. John stumbles out of the ring and Scott turns his attention back to the gold still hanging above.]

Harold Jenkins: What a kick from Kenneth, and whatever Fisherman's plan was had just been spoiled!

William Ferguson: Come on Scott! Do it for Shane!

[Scott has his fingers on the belt once again, but John suddenly returns to the ring, after stealing a chair from a nearby fan, and launches it across Scott's already bruised back. He drops the chair onto the mat as he grabs Scott by the head. With Scott's feet stuck in the ladder, John sets him up for the Anchor Cutter. He nails it, planting Scott face-first across the steel chair. With the damage done, John leaves the ring and rushes back up the ramp, looking back with a wicked smirk on his face.]

William Ferguson: He can't do this! Hasn't he already done enough damage? He just spoiled that young kid's biggest opportunity yet!

Harold Jenkins: Everyone is down, but look who's finally crawling back into the ring...

William Ferguson: Oh no, not this way...

Harold Jenkins: I don't think that attack was for no reason...

[Every fan is in anticipation as Paige finally crawls back into the ring. She struggles to get up to her feet but as she does she notices that everyone around her is out of it. Realizing that this was her opportunity, Paige desperately begins climbing the ladder. As Fisherman cheers her on from the stage, Paige reaches for the title belt high above.]

Harold Jenkins: This could be it! With an assist from Fisherman, we could have a new Smash champion...

[Suddenly Unknown makes his way up the ladder in a burst of energy. Fisherman sees this and rushes back to the ring where he pulls him back down and nails him with a release fisherman suplex. He then does the same to the stirring Cayden King. Unknown and Cayden both roll out of the ring as Fisherman slides back to the outside where he just was to cheer his girl on again. He then notices Trey Baxter stirring back to life. He tries to stop him but out of nowhere he hits Fisherman with a jumping cutter.]

William Ferguson: Yes! Get that sack of crap out of the ring!

Harold Jenkins: Paige still hasn't got the belt yet, this one may not yet be over!

[Trey gets back to his feet and sees Paige still desperately reaching for the belt. Trey speeds up the ladder and meets her at the top. They are reluctant to hit each other, and instead try to pull the title belt together. They take the belt off the hook, but neither competitor leave go as they try to pull the belt away from each other.]

William Ferguson: The belt is down but we still don't have a winner! We can only have one champion! As soon as one of these athletes leaves go of the title we will have a new champion!!

[Paige suddenly stops and stares into Trey's eyes. He notices this and he stops pulling, now staring at her as if he's looking at someone else. They stare at each other intimately. They look like they are about to embrace but instead Paige gives him a cheeky wink before slapping him across the face with enough force to stun him. Trey falls off the ladder and lands on his feet, but only just realizes what had happened.]

Harold Jenkins: Oh my! She did it! Baxter just let go of the belt! We have a new champion!!

[Still on top of the ladder Paige holds the title belt close as her entrance music echoes across the arena.]

Reed Smith: Here is your winner and NEW Smash champion... PAIGE!!

William Ferguson: What did I tell you? Never trust a woman! And it just cost Trey Baxter the title!!

[As Trey watches in disbelief below, holding his head in frustration, Paige holds the title belt high above her head with a relieved smirk on her face. Outside the ring Cayden, Shogun, Scott and Unknown realize what has happened and collapse from exhaustion and frustration. Back inside the ring Paige looks down and sees Trey looking up. She blows him a kiss and he shakes his head.]

Harold Jenkins: Well there you have it folks, the Princess is the new Smash champion! She will join the list of legends to ever hold the prestigious title.

William Ferguson: I gotta admit, I didn't see this coming, but she has made a believer out of me. I may not like her style, and I may not like her alliance with that wanker Fisherman, but I gotta admit, she deserved the title tonight.

[Trey is about to leave until suddenly Fisherman slides back into the ring with a steel chair in hand. Trey turns around and John smacks him across the skull with a vicious chair shot.]

William Ferguson: What the hell? The match is over! His little lady won the title! What's the point of this?

Harold Jenkins: I think the King of the World just wants to leave a statement, or maybe just a receipt for that cutter earlier...

[John stands over the lifeless Baxter and stares down at him with disgust. He drops the chair and looks up to see Paige looking down with the Smash title over her shoulder. They smile at each other before Paige throws herself off the ladder and into John's arms. They snog each other in the middle of the ring to the disgust of the fans.]

Harold Jenkins: A repeat of the kiss these two shared earlier. What a celebration! Majestic Splendor has just won its first taste of championship gold. Their quest to rule the kingdom of MCCW has certainly begun!

William Ferguson: It has certainly been a great show tonight, but that's all the time we have for you tonight guys.

Harold Jenkins: That's right folks. On behalf of everyone here we thank you for tuning in to MCCW Ultimate Smash, we hope you've enjoyed yourselves as much as everyone else here has. Hope to see you again in two weeks time. Goodnight everybody!!

Quick Results

#	Matches	Stipulations	Time
1	Jimmy Fatal defeated Chris Dane	Philadelphia Street Fight	08:34
2	John Fisherman defeated Hunter Maverick	Singles Match	13:19
3	Endri Salihi fought Storm Killer to a double countout	Singles Match	22:36
4	Paige defeated Trey Baxter, Cayden King, Shogun, Scott Kenneth and Unknown	Six-Way Ladder Match for the Smash Championship	38:19