The show kicks off as it always does inside the arena, panning the screaming crowd… but there's one major difference… TWC IS IN MEXICO!!! The majority of the fans are Hispanic, but quite a few are Americans who made the trip south of the border. They all wave signs, some reading “Rogan + Andrew = Clash of the Titans” while others are as simple as “Jose misses his Donkey”. The cameras continue to pan until finally they reveal Mr. Balls on top of the ramp, a microphone in hand as “I am Everything” by Tech N9ne pumps through the building. Mr. Balls: What’s up, Mexico? Como Estas? Huge Pop. Mr. Balls: The past few weeks I’ve been asked one question over and over. Why bring TWC to Mexico? Well, I want your cerveza, your paote and your pasta-… pastal-… pastalil-… fuck. I want those little fried things. There's another huge explosion, even though odds are half of the crowd doesn’t understand a word he’s saying. Mr. Balls: So there's that, not to mention the fact that we can get away with violence here that the American sponsors would never go for. Tonight we’ll see a ladder match, a barbed wire noose match, a highway to hell match… hell, you’ll see two women beat each other non stop until the clock runs out. There will be high spots title changes… and oh yeah… there’ll be blood… plenty of blood. WELCOME TO TWC BORDER CHAOS!!! The crowd explodes as Mr. Balls drops the mic and makes his way backstage, passing Brian Cady and Travis Thomas who make their way to the ring for the first match of the night, and Border Chaos is underway!!!
TRAVIS THOMAS vs. BRIAN CADY Extreme Rules Match The beginning of the match sees Cady and Travis Thomas locking it up in the center of the ring. Travis Thomas has a huge grin on his face as he knows Cady is not ready for what he is about to do. Travis Thomas grabs Cady's hands and they lock up as Travis Thomas hits Cady in the mid section before they can even struggle for power. Cady is reeling as Thomas takes a nice right hand and hits him across the face and he drops. Travis Thomas then picks up Cady and irish whips him towards the corner. Cady looks glazed over from the stiff right hand and is stuck in the corner. Travis Thomas walks over and thumbs to the eye Cady, the crowd boos as Thomas hoist Cady up and then goes for a Suplex. Cady comes to and starts to throw a few punches at Thomas who falls from the turnbuckle and down to the ring. Cady jumps doing a frogsplash and connects with Thomas, the crowd roars for Cady with a small pop. Cady covers, and the referee slides across the canvas to make the count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Thomas kicks out right at two. Cady picks up Thomas and sets him up for the Pele kick as Travis Thomas ducks the foot and then grabs the leg of Cady and dragon screws him, he holds the leg and then crosses the legs of Cady and locks in the Sharpshooter. Cady is struggling as he reaches towards the ropes. Cady struggles for his life as he can feel the pain from the submission starting to kick in. Cady reaches his hand out and starts to move his body closer to the ropes. The submission taking its toll on Cady as he barely reaches the ropes, he holds his leg.
Thomas, enraged he did not tap out puts Cady's leg on the bottom rope and then stomps away at it. Cady goes to the outside of the ring. Thomas feeling a bit mad at the refs stops fighting with them and goes to the outside as well. He goes to the center of the ring and pulls out a chair and throws it into the ring. He then grabs a table and slides it into the ring. Thomas also grabs out a trash can. Thomas walks towards Cady with the trash can and hits him in the bad leg with the trash can. Cady writhes around in pain, as Thomas hits him once again. Cady holds his leg and tries to crawl away as Thomas goes towards him with that Trash can and then goes for a third shot to the leg as Cady counters it with a huge double kick from the sitting position to the face which makes the trash can hit Thomas in the face. Thomas drops to the mat on the outside as Cady struggles to his feet, the crowd cheering Cady on as he slowly gets to his feet. He grabs Thomas and then goes to the side of him and goes for the side russian leg sweep and hits it on Thomas. Thomas hits the mat ground with his back and starts to turn over in pain. Cady grabs Thomas who is still in pain from that Russian leg sweep and tries to get him back in the ring. He pushes him inside the ring. Cady goes for a cover. The ref drops down and starts to count once again!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THR-
Thomas kicks out!!! Cady slides to the outside of the ring and goes under the mat. The fans start to cheer as they know he is going to pull out a ladder. Cady then pulls out a ladder and the crowd has a huge pop. Cady slides it into the ring and then goes to set it up in the ring. He sets it up and then starts to climb it. Thomas starts to stir as Cady climbs to the top. Thomas plays possum as Cady goes for a huge Led Drop off the ladder, Thomas moves out of the way as Cady comes crashing down. Thomas starts to get to his feet and take a breather. Thomas starts to go towards a hurting Cady who is again holding his leg. Thomas grabs his leg and goes for the figure four, Cady tries to kick him but Thomas grabs his other leg and then elbows the bad leg of Cady which makes him stop kicking. Thomas then locks in the Figure Four leg lock and Cady is in pain as Thomas wrenches the hold. Cady goes towards the rope trying to reach for it he can't as Thomas pulls him back. Cady again tries to struggle for the ropes. He again fails, but he notices a chair to his left and grabs it and then smacks Thomas. Thomas starts to loosen the hold as Cady hits him one more time. Thomas drops the hold and Cady starts to get up, he is limping from all the leg submissions. He drops to one knee and then tries to pick himself up, he gets to his feet with the help of the ropes.
He waits for Thomas to get up and then smacks him in the head with the chair. Thomas goes down like a fold up chair. Cady goes to set up the table. He sets up the table and then walks back over to Thomas and drags him towards the table. The crowd cheers as they know what is coming Travis Thoma's way. Cady puts him on the table as he then goes back towards the ladder. Thomas starting to come to shakes his head as he sees Cady climbing the ladder and begins to run towards him with a clubbing blow to the head which knocks Cady to a turnbuckle. Thomas sees Cady there and hits a huge Spinning heel kick to him in the corner. Cady drops down to the bottom rope and Thomas stomps away at him. Thomas grabs him and then lifts him up for a spinebuster, Thomas then signals for his version of the Five knuckle Shuffle. He brushes his shoulder and then goes towards the ropes he comes back and then drops the fist in Cady's face. Thomas goes for the cover, the ref counts again!!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
NO!!! THE REFEREE SAYS CADY KICKED OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!!! Thomas is in disbelief, and fights with the ref about the count which gives Cady a few seconds to catch his breathe and get to his feet. Cady sees Thomas fighting with the ref and runs towards the ropes and jumps from the middle rope and then Thomas turns around and Cady hits a huge Flying Elbow onto Thomas which knocks him into the corner. Cady getting cheers from the crowd as he then goes running towards Thomas and hits a huge clothesline and then hits a bulldog combo. The cheers pour in from the crowd. Cady signals for the X Marks The Spot and Thomas counters it and Cady goes flying over Thomas and hits the mat. Thomas catches his breathe and goes towards the ladder and starts to climb it. Cady starts to stir as Thomas is almost to the top Cady starts to climb the ladder. Cady throws punches at Thomas with no fear that a table is right behind him. Thomas punches back, and it is a back for the battle. Cady gets the upper hand and it looks like he is trying to go for The Cutting Edge, he gets Thomas in position from the other side of the ladder and grabs his head. Thomas comes to from the punches and then lowblows Cady. Cady goes back and fourth from the ladder and then falls from the ladder through the table.
The crowd gasps as Cady hit hard from that cheap shot and the table. Thomas starts to climb down from the 40 foot ladder. He jumps the last 5 steps and goes towards the chair he picks it up and places it adjacent from the turnbuckle. Thomas walks over and grabs Cady and drags him towards the turnbuckle he hoists him up in a super backdrop position, Cady out of desperation throws a punch. Thomas blocks the punch and then throws an elbow to the jaw of Cady, Cady goes back and then drops his head. Thomas goes under Cady and then climbs the turnbuckle holding Cady in the seated senton position and then drops him from the top rope on the chair Brooklyn Skies!!!
Cady goes crashing down his neck hits the chair and then Thomas lets go of Cady, he goes for the pin!!! The ref drops to his knees and starts the count for what has to be the final time!!!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
WINNER: TRAVIS THOMAS!!! Travis rolls away from Cady, standing up and facing the fans who are cheering him on after his first ever TWC win! He smiles widely, dancing in the ring as “Brooklyn We Go Hard” by Jay Z blares over the speakers. The crowd continues to celebrate for the next minute or so, but then they suddenly fall silent except for one collective gasp as the masked man from last week’s episode of Terror!!!
He stands at the top of the entrance ramp, a steel chair in hand as he slowly begins to make his way down to the ring. Thomas’ music stops as the lights lower and “Requiem for a Dream” begins to echo through the nearly silent arena.
Travis turns to watch the masked man coming down the ramp, never slowing his stride. Finally, he reaches the ring apron and slides under the bottom rope, standing face to face with Thomas, who to his credit never backs down. Then, the masked man steps aside and motions for Thomas to leave the ring. After a moment of silence, Thomas cautiously walks around the masked man and down the ring steps, making his way up the ramp as the masked man turns his attention back to Brian Cady in the ring.
He holds the chair up, waiting as Cady slowly manages to climb to his feet. As he spins around awkwardly, the chair slams down on his skull, instantly smashing his forehead open and spilling blood all over the canvas and on the shards of splintered wood.
The masked man bends down, pulling a red rose from his pocket and placing it on Cady’s chest. The arena lights cut out, and when they return a moment later, the masked man has disappeared from the ring… and so has Brian Cady!!!
The fans whisper amongst themselves in confusion. Who is the masked man? Why has he taken it upon himself to attack the TWC Roster? Will he ever face someone in a fair fight? The questions are never answered as the Titan-Tron quickly lights up, showing the backstage area.
The scene cuts backstage to reveal The Hardcore Icon Keeper strideing through the halls. Passing past and present TWC stars none of whome dare stop him. He breaths deeply as the upcoming match weighs heavily on his mind. The camera chases after him. Suddenly Keeper stops in his tracks. The camera zooms in to reveal Mr Balls stood in front of him.
Mr Balls: Keeper we've talked about this. You cannot go out there and face Hawkeye. He's going to kill you.
Keeper pushes his way past Mr Balls and continues on his journey. Mr Balls shouts after him.
Mr Balls: Keeper please don't do this. KEEPER!!!
Keeper continues walking, turning the corner and nearly running smack dab into co-owner James Raven. James pushes past the Hardcore Icon and runs over to Mr. Balls.
James: What the hell, Balls? You book my girlfriend and her former stable mate against each other and all the sudden I cant get a hold of you? Are you seriously that childish?
Mr. Balls: I know you are, but what am I?
James stares at Mr. Balls in shock, his mouth agape.
Mr. Balls: Close your mouth, James… you look like Mia looked at my house last night. Hi-yo!!!
Mr. Balls: What do you want James?
James: You know exactly what I want. I want to know why you booked Mia and Ferro for the International title.
Mr. Balls: Uhhhh… because its still my company and I don't care about protecting someone just because you’re fucking them?
James: Wow, I’d like to counter that first with a very cordial, “fuck off”, and follow it up with a “go to hell”.
Mr. Balls: Uh huh, very clever Raven… its that kind of cleverness that got your ass beat by Hawkeye back when you were active. Now I’ve got things to do, and I love our little foreplay as much as you do… but either get to the point, or get the fuck out.
James stares at Mr. Balls again, hatred boiling over.
James: I want the match changed. 15 Minute Iron (Wo)Man? Those two will kill each other in that ring. Leave the two of them against each other… just change the stipulation… please.
Mr. Balls looks at James, almost surprised by the sudden display of emotion, and for a minute he opens up.
Mr. Balls: This is important to you isn't it?
James: Yes, it is.
Mr. Balls holds out his hand for James to shake, and hesitantly James does.
Mr. Balls: Done. Consider it changed.
James: Wow… thank you. What is it now?
Mr. Balls: A TWENTY minute Iron Woman match. Now get the fuck out.
James stares at Balls, not sure of what he can possibly do from here. Mr. Balls smiles cockily as James stutters, at a loss for words. What a dirty trick from the primary owner!!! That was ridiculous!!! Mr. Balls motions for the door, and James slowly leaves, still stunned, as the show fades back to the ring, where the three stars are already in the ring and ready to go.
NICK RYAN vs. AURORA FROST vs. ALEX KARRS
The ref rings the bell and Alex and Aurora get into each other’s face. They then look over to a smiling Nick Ryan. They smile and both do one hell of a punch to Nick’s jaw, sending him down to the canvas. Karrs picks Nick up and kicks him in the gut, followed by locking in a full nelson as Aurora starts punching Ryan repeatedly. Karrs lets go and allows Aurora to then hit his Fusionplex. Ryan rolls out of the ring as Alex taunts him, but Frost takes this time and hits one hell of a Lariat clothesline sending Karrs down to the apron. Aurora grabs Karr’s hair and brings him up, followed by Irish Whipping him into the opposite turnbuckle. He runs towards Alex, but Karrs simply puts a boot up, sending Aurora back a few feet. Alex jumps up top and hops down with a diving spinning elbow right to Frosts’s face. Alex nips up and starts doing some gangster like taunts to the crowd’s liking, though its unclear whether they’re laughin in his support or at his expense.
He picks Frost up and throws him into the turnbuckle, sending him up top. Alex joins Aurora and puts his arm behind his head. Out of nowhere, Nick Ryan runs in, grabs Karrs’s tights, and sets up for a powerbomb. It hits as Karrs hits a superplex on Aurora at the same time. The crowd goes nuts at this as Ryan gets up. He grabs Aurora’s hair, but she comes back with a jaw breaker, sending Nick to the mat. Frost gets up and grabs Alex’s hair, but he comes back with an Arm Bar, sending them both to the mat. Karrs locks it in tight, wrenching the arm of Aurors Frost back over her spine. He may separate the shoulder, but it doesn’t matter to him!!! What a ladder match!!!
Speaking of ladders, Nick Ryan rolls out of the ring, grabs one, and throws it over the ropes. Alex lets the arm bar go and runs towards the ropes that Nick is at, jumping onto the top and diving off with a hell of a cross body, sending both of them down to the concrete. Karrs rolls back into the ring, only to be met with a dropkick by Aurora right to Karrs’s skull. Every star is down and the crowd is going nuts!!!
10 seconds pass before Nick gets up and rolls into the ring. He grabs the ladder and sets it up. He starts to climb it when out of nowhere; Aurora Frost hops up and hits a German Suplex to Nick, sending the two of them flying off of the ladder. Alex Karrs gets back to his feet, and he starts to climb the ladder, but AURORA gets up quickly as well, climbing the opposite side. They both meet at the top. They start punching away at each other, nobody giving an inch. Punch after punch pours out before Alex goes for a kick to the side of Aurora’s ribs, but she catches it. Karrs then hits an enziguri on the ladder, sending Aurora down to the canvas as Karrs nearly falls, but manages to catch himself on one of the rungs. Alex pulls himself together and remains on the ladder. Nick starts to move and ends up climbing the turnbuckle closest to Alex. Nick balances himself on the top rope and then dives off with a tremendous mid-air Spear sending Karrs off the ladder and to the apron. Nick grabs Aurora and then kicks her in the gut, and hits a Reverse neck breaker, smashing Aurora’s head right to the mat. Nick then climbs up top to the ladder, but Aurora gets back up and joins him once again.
They start trading punch after punch, the crowd roaring with each traded blow when suddenly Frost hits a tremendous punch right to Nick’s jaw. Nick Ryan is dizzy as Frost climbs up high, and she then jumps and hits a stomp right to Nick’s fingers, sending him off the ladder. Aurora manages to keep herself balanced, but not before Alex hops on to the top rope. He hits a diving dropkick right to the bottom of the ladder, sending it crashing down underneath Aurora. She then falls body first right to the mat. The crowd gets back on their feet for this awesome match.
Karrs gets up and rolls out of the ring near the announcer’s table. He starts taking one of them apart, telling the commentators at that table to “Watch this” with a huge smile on his face, but the commentators can’t help but expect him to hurt himself. During this exchange, Nick got up and climbed up to the rope. Karrs rolls back into the ring and sets the ladder up nearest that table. Out of nowhere, as he turns around, Ryan hits an flying head scissors, showing his athletic side off. Karrs’s neck crashes to the canvas. During this, Aurora also climbed up top. As Nick gets up and turns around, Aurora ends up hitting her “Falling Frost” on Nick Ryan!!!
THE FALLING FROST!!!
THIS IS THE OPENING FOR SOMEONE TO WIN THIS MATCH AND THE OPEN CONTRACT!!! The crowd screams in support but all three members of this match are down. A minute passes this time before Aurora ends up getting up. Karrs also gets up. Aurora waits anxiously for Karrs to turn around, and at the same time, she hits a hurricanarana that sends Karrs flying. AURORA then locks in her Camel Clutch submission move to Karrs. Alex is trying to hold on, but he taps. As we all know, it doesn’t matter as it’s a ladder match. Aurora lets go only to be met with a spear by Ryan. WHAT A SPEAR FROM NICK RYAN!!! Ryan starts taunting the crowd, picking up KARRS and going for a “Ryan Riot” but Karrs manages to avoid the move and get behind Nick. Karrs tries a clothesline but Nick ducks underneath and punches Karrs in the kidney. The two lock up, but Frost charges with a barrel roll kick that takes all three of them out!!!
Another minute passes before Ryan rolls out of the ring. He grabs a chair and rolls back in, waiting anxiously for someone to get up. Aurora does and Ryan hits a hell of a shot right to her head with the chair. Aurora ends up getting busted open by the shot.!!! There's blood all over her face!!! Ryan looks over to Karrs and drops the chair. He lifts Alex up and irish whips him into the corner, then charges but Karrs moves out of the way and Nick spears the steel post!!! That may have separated Nick’s shoulder!!! Nick collapses to the mat as Karrs turns around, just to be speared through the ropes and to the floor outside!!! The two roll around outside the ring, and Aurora manages to drag Karrs up on the announcers table that Alex himself stripped down earlier!!! WE KNEW THIS WOULD COME BACK TO HAUNT HIM!!!
Aurora hooks Alex’s arms, and then flips him over with a reverse face breaker, smashing the table and leaving them both nearly unconscious and under a pile of splintered wood. WAIT!!! NICK RYAN IS STILL IN THE RING!!! He climbs to his feet slowly, then sees the carnage outside the ring and hurries over to the ladder. He climbs to the top and begins to pull the brief case down...
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HE GOT IT!!!
WINNER: Nick Ryan As Nick drops to the mat, clutching the brief case tightly to his chest, “Bleed it Out” by Linkin Park hits the speakers and TWC Co-Owner James Raven appears at the top of the ramp, applauding slightly with the crowd who are cheering Nick on. He lifts a microphone to his mouth and begins to speak.
James: Congratulations Nick, you’re the new holder of the TWC open contract. Now let me go ahead and lay this out for you… you can now cash that in at any point over the next two months, for any title shot you wish. You can choose the Streetfight, International, World… hell, if we decide to bring in something new you can put yourself in that match as well. Its all on you.
Nick smiles and holds the brief case up in the air, eliciting another huge pop from the crowd. James holds up his hand, quieting everyone down before continuing.
James: Hold on, there’s a catch. Essentially, if you use it correctly… you’ve just won an automatic title, so we cant just let you go uncontested with that, can we? If you’re an unofficial champion, you need to have a few unofficial “title defenses”.
Nick drops the case to his side and looks at James in a mixture of anger and confusion.
James: Each week that you refuse to cash that title shot in, you’ll be in a position where you may need to defend that contract!!!
Nick throws the case down on the mat in anger. He has to defend the contract if he doesn’t cash it in? What is that!?!?
James: Don't worry, its not an every week thing… just consider it a little bit of an incentive to maybe… hurry the decision up a bit. Enjoy the win Nick; just don't enjoy it too long.
James drops the microphone back into his pocket and heads backstage, leaving Nick alone in the ring with his newly won open contract, and the camera slowly fades to a promo video while we get ready for the next match.
MIA SANCHEZ (c) vs. ALYSSA FERRO 20 Minutes Remaining Ferro: Look, Mia, we don't have to do this! There's got to be a better way to handle-
She’s cut off as Mia bounces off the opposite ropes and dropkicks her in the knee, bringing her down to the canvas, a look of cold determination in her eyes. Mia doesn’t care who’s in the ring with her!!! She’s not letting her title go without a fight!!! Mia tackles Alyssa back down to the mat, throwing several closed fist punches at Alyssa's face before the referee pulls her off.
Alyssa slowly makes it to her feet, rubbing her jaw and staring at Mia.
Ferro: Please, Mia... dont make us go through this.
19 Minutes Remaining Mia doesn’t listen, she just runs at Alyssa again, feigning a right jab and than catching Ferro with a left cross as she tries to move out of the way. Alyssa stumbles back into the ropes, trying to keep her balance as Mia continues to advance on her, the crowd cheering wildly.
Mia connects with a high kick to the side of Ferro’s skull, knocking her backwards across the ropes and into the turnbuckle. Mia winds up for a knockout blow, but before she can swing Ferro grabs the top rope and jumps up, tilting her body horizontally and driving both feet into the face of Mia Sanchez, driving her back across the canvas. Mia lays motionless on the mat as Ferro turns her back, rubbing her face, trying to get rid of the pain.
As she turns back around, Mia is on her feet and rushes her, driving her shoulder into Ferro’s gut with a spear that slams her spine into the steel ring post with a loud, dull “thud”. Mia backs up, and allows Alyssa to slump down on the mat face first.
18 Minutes Remaining Mia rushes over to the turnbuckle, climbing to the top rope and turning around to stare at Alyssa who is gasping for breath on the canvas.
Ferro: Mia… don’t do… it… it’s a… mistake…
Once again, Mia doesn’t listen as she leaps through the air with the “Dirty Sanchez” and drills Alyssa Ferro, hooking the leg as the referee counts.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
17:38 Remaining
Mia climbs to her feet, running over to the turnbuckle and climbing to the middle rope, celebrating with the fans. Several "experts" predicted Mia would be blown out in this match, but she's proven that she can hang with Alyssa Ferro, one of the top five superstars in recent TWC history! As Mia celebrates, Alyssa walks over to the ropes, motioning for the ring announcer to bring her the International title, which he does. She carries it over to the corner, standing behind Mia as she drops back down to the canvas and turns around.
SMMMAAAAAASSSSHHH!!!
Alyssa smashes the International title into Mia's face, sending her crumpled to the mat clutching at her nose which is now spurting blood everywhere. Alyssa walks back to the ropes, dropping the title belt over the side and to the floor.
Ferro: Fine. This is how you want it? Let's go.
17 Minutes Remaining Mia finally manages to catch one of Ferro's kick, and she rolls over, pulling Alyssa's ankle and dragging her to the mat, but before she can capitalize on the position Ferro kicks her leg up and drills Mia in the face, sending her flying backwards. Both women climb to their feet and Ferro bounces off the ropes, charging Mia with a hurricanarana that sends her flipping back down to the canvas. Alyssa drops down for a cover, and the referee slides across the canvas to make the count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
16 Minutes Remaining ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THR-
Mia kicks out at the last possible second, trying to roll away from Ferro but Alyssa grabs her by the leg and drags her back into the center of the ring before running to the turnbuckle and climbing to the top rope.
15 Minutes Remaining 14:03 Remaining
Ferro quickly pops up off of Mia, retreating back into the turnbuckle to catch her breath and adjust her clothes as the referee tends to Mia who is still trying to suck in oxygen.
14 Minutes Remaining Mia finally stands up slowly and looks at Alyssa who sarcastically smiles and blows a kiss back. Mia and Ferro begin to circle each other again, and Alyssa runs off the ropes and back at MIA who slides between Alyssa’s legs sending her off of the opposite ropes and rebounding back where Mia hurdles her. Alyssa bounces off the ropes a third time and Mia meets her with a dropkick to the jaw, then she pops back up and charges Alyssa’s downed body, dragging her over to the corner so that her leg hangs over the ring apron.
Mia rolls out of the ring and grabs Alyssa’s leg, stretching it out before slamming it hard against the ring post!!! Ferro screams out in agony, clutching at her knee as she rolls away from Mia to the center of the ring. Mia smiles eerily, pleased with the pain she just caused Alyssa, then, she mockingly blows a kiss back at Ferro. What is going on between these two?
13 Minutes Remaining Mia applies pressure to the kneecap she just injured, causing Alyssa to cry out again, then she hooks the injured leg and rolls Ferro up.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Alyssa somehow finds the strength to kick out of the pin attempt. Mia stands up and begins kicking Alyssa’s leg viciously before being pulled away by the referee. Alyssa struggles to her feet but immediately collapses in pain, her knee twisted awkwardly under her body. She tries to stand up again but again collapses. She crawls over to the ropes and pulls herself to her feet, but Mia charges across the ring and dropkicks the same knee. Is she trying to permanently injure Alyssa? Has the International title seriously come between the two former friends?
She backs up across the ring as Alyssa uses the ropes to pull herself up again. Mia charges her and gets ready for a clothesline, BUT ALYSSA COUNTERS WITH A DROP TOE HOLD!!! MIA CRASHES FACE FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!!! Where did that come from? Alyssa crawls on top of Mia as the referee counts… ONE!!!
TWO!!!
TH-
Kickout at the last second!!!
Alyssa pulls herself up to the top of the turnbuckle and stands up, she favors her knee, unable to stand straight… is this really a good idea? Mia dives across the ring, knocking Ferro off the top rope, sending her crashing down to the mat!! Mia takes a second to collect herself, then she steps over to Ferro’s downed body… SHE WAS PLAYING POSSUM!!! Ferro grabs Mia and rolls over into a small package.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
11:01 Remaining
Alyssa jumps up again as the crowd cheers loudly, and she again retreats to her own corner to wait as Mia jumps to her feet, screaming at the referee for a fast count on Alyssa’s cheap pin. The referee barely listens to her, and soon Mia is forced to turn her attention back at Alyssa. Ferro charges Mia quickly, but Mia steps out of the way and leaps into the air, catching Ferro’s right arm with her hands and her left arm with her legs, rolling Ferro up with a crucifix pin.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Alyssa kicks out, rolling backwards trying to get out of Mia’s grasp, but she stumbles, collapsing on the mat. Mia capitalizes, picking Alyssa up by the hair and whipping her into the ropes. Mia lays Alyssa out with a clothesline sending her hard to the mat, her skull bouncing hard off the canvas.
Mia runs over to the turnbuckle and climbs it slowly, standing on the top and staring down at his opponent. She bends her knees and leaps high into the air… FROG SPLASH!!! MIA CONNECTS WITH THE FROG SPLASH!!! She covers Alyssa quickly for the pin…
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Another kick out by Alyssa. Mia picks her up and plays to the fans, using their wild cheers as energy to set up a big move… HAMMERLOCK LEG SWEEP DDT!!! Alyssa is laid out flat in the center of the ring. The former champion might be out right here!!! MIA goes for the cover again.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
TH-
KICK OUT!!! ALYSSA GOT HER SHOULDER UP JUST IN TIME!!! MIA CANT BELIEVE IT!!!
She drags Alyssa to her feet and irish whips her into the ropes and attempts a flying clothesline but Alyssa ducks it and attempts a clothesline of her own. Mia ducks the clothesline, but runs right into a drop kick in the gut from Alyssa. Ferro poses for the crowd a bit and goes back to working on Mia by dropping an elbow across Mia’s chest. Mia is writhing in pain and finally she begins trying to pull himself up on the ropes. Alyssa walks over to MIA and knife edge chops her hard in the back of the neck.
The fans go crazy when Alyssa does the chop again. Alyssa licks her hand and knife edge chops Mia a third time, causing the current champion to scream out in agony. Alyssa smirks and pulls Mia over to the corner. Alyssa climbs up to the top rope and leaps off to attempt a hurricanrana, but MIA CATCHES HER IN THE AIR AND DELIVERS A RING SHAKING POWERBOMB!!! WHAT INCREDIBLE STRENGTH!!! I DON'T THINK WE’VE EVER SEEN MIA DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT!!!
Alyssa is holding her head in pain as it slammed to the mat for a second time. Mia climbs to the top rope, pausing at the top for a moment before jumping off. MIA attempts a shooting star press which connects. Mia goes for the pin…
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Alyssa kicks out at two!!! WHAT IS IT GOING TO TAKE TO KEEP THE FORMER CHAMPION DOWN??? Alyssa slowly pulls herself up using the ropes for some help, as Mia argues with the referee that he is counting too slowly. What does Mia have against the officiating tonight? Alyssa punches Mia in the back of the head, causing her to turn around in stunned surprise. She tries to grab Mia but she counters and whips Alyssa into the ropes and then catches her in a sleeper hold. Alyssa tries to fight out of the sleeper hold with a few elbows to the ribs of Mia. She lets go of the sleeper hold as Alyssa starts to punch Mia in the stomach and the face. Alyssa goes into the ropes but Mia dodges the attempted clothesline and goes for her own. WOW!!! Alyssa Ferro was nearly bent in half after the impact of that powerful move!!!
Mia looks up at the clock, seeing that she now has just under seven minutes remaining to pick up another two victories over Alyssa. Mia drops down to the mat and locks in a figure four leg lock, and Alyssa scrambles to get out of it, but she cant!! The referee drops to the mat, asking Alyssa if she wants to quit, but Ferro shakes her head. The referee counts to five and forces Mia to break the hold. Mia stands up, waiting for Alyssa to climb to her feet, then she charges furiously and clotheslines her back to the mat. Alyssa hits the mat hard and Mia delivers a standing elbow drop that causes Alyssa to hold her chest in pain as Mia sets up for her next move. Mia runs off of the ropes and somersaults across the mat… ROLLING THUNDER!!!
Alyssa rolls out of the way, just before the impact and Mia slams her head and shoulders into the mat. She lays there for a minute, completely motionless as the referee drops to his knees and tries to talk to her. She may be unconscious!!! The referee slaps her cheeks softly, yelling in her face to try and get her to come around, and finally she rolls over onto her stomach. She’s awake!!! The match can continue!!!
Alyssa runs over to Mia, lifting her body off of the canvas and knife chopping her a few more times to the delight of the crowd. She backs Mia back into the corner and backs up a few steps. She runs forwards, doing a cartwheel and catching Mia’s head between her legs, then she shifts her weight and flips Mia across the ring with her head scissors. She chases after her, collapsing on top of her and trying to take a commanding lead in this match. The referee slides down next to the two women and begins the count!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE-
The referee stops the count as he sees Mia’s foot dangling off the top rope. Ferro looks up, confused, then sees the rope break and drags Mia away from the ropes in frustration. Once she's in the middle of the canvas, she drops down and covers Mia again.
ONE!!!
TW-
She took too much time, and Mia collects herself enough to kick out and squirm out from under Ferro.
The two women climb to their feet, backing up to opposite corners. They both take a few seconds to catch their breath and wipe the sweat from their foreheads. Then, they look at each other and nod, then run full speed at each other, colliding in the center of the ring with a double clothesline that flips each of them over onto their stomachs. The crowd begins to chant “HO-LY SHIT!!! HO-LY SHIT!!!” as the two women lay on the ground next to each other, unable to move.
The referee waits for one of them to move, but neither of them do. Finally, he has no choice but to begin a ten count and force them to stand.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
The crowd is cheering loudly, rooting on their favorite TWC stars, but the longer the count drags out, the quieter they get, wondering whether or not one of the two stars is seriously hurt.
FIVE!!!
SIX!!!
SEVEN!!!
Still, neither of the women can make it to their feet, though at seven, Mia begins to stir. The referee slows his count, trying to give them more time to stand. What happens if both are counted out?!?!?!
…
EIGHT!!!
…
Finally, Mia makes it to her feet and collapses against the ropes, breathing heavily. The referee continues the slow count as Alyssa tries to stand, taking nearly ten seconds between each number.
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NINE!!!
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Ferro finally makes it to her feet, pulling on the top rope for leverage as the fans explode once more, thrilled to see two of TWC's greatest ever International champions push each other to their absolute limits.
Ferro makes the first move, stumbling clumsily into the center of the ring, ready to throw another shot at Mia, but she’s still too confused and dazed and Mia easily avoids it, jumping into the air with a picture perfect dropkick that drops Ferro back to the mat with a shout of agony as Mia quickly pounces back on top of her for another quick pin.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
TH-
Alyssa barely manages a kick out just before the three count! Mia pulls up Alyssa and doubles her over with a kick to her ribs. Mia plants Ferro with a DDT and then she sprints across the ring to the turnbuckle, climbing up to the top and staring down at Alyssa. She poses for the crowd, then jumps off with a huge cross body that comes close to snapping Alyssa in half. She rolls over for another pin attempt.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
KICKOUT BY FERRO!!! No matter what Mia does, she can not tie this match up at 2!!! FERRO WILL NOT LET IT HAPPEN!!!
Mia lands awkwardly on her shoulder, rolling over in pain from what looked like a very devastating impact. The referee begins the ten count again as both women are down, but then he quickly stops as Mia makes it to her feet, only to collapse again almost immidiately.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
WINNER and NEW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION: Alyssa Ferro Jose: As all of you know... I am half Mexican and I had to make it to this event and support the Mexican side of me.
The fans cheer and begin chanting Jose's name, Jose smirks and continues.
Jose: Nobody saw this coming, except me. I had to come back, the months away had me thinking about everything I have accomplished in the TWC, and there is one thing that I haven't won yet....
Jose holds up the International Championship.
Jose: The TWC International Championship. This is the only title that I haven't won in the Titan Wrestling Corporation, this is the title that belongs to me. This is the gold that I will win in order to become a TWC Triple Crown Champion!!!
The crowd goes nuts as Jose says this.
Jose: And theres not a damn person that can stop me. Not TWC Management....not any of those ass clowns wrestling in the back.... and certainly not you Alyssa Ferro!!!
Jose drops the microphone, he walks over to Alyssa Ferro and stands over her with the International Championship in his hand. He then looks at the crowd as they begin chanting Jose's name. Jose tosses the title on Alyssa as he walks out of the ring, and the camera
The scene opens up in James Ravens office where he sits at his desk, across of Jeremy Adonis who sits in a wheel chair, a blanket over his legs and his arms held close to his body. James looks uncomfortable, unsure what to say.
James: Sooo… what happened?
Adonis: You fuckin’ jokin’, right? I got paralyzed.
James: Well I know that, but how? What actually happened? You got attacked backstage, but that couldn’t have been it because you wrestled Clash a few minutes later. What did Clash do to you?
Adonis is quiet for a moment, fuming as he remembers Terror two weeks ago.
Adonis: Honestly? He ain’t do anything I wouldn’ta done in his place. I came to da ring, he did what he had to do to win. He hit “Da Clash” an’ I kicked out… so he hit it again. Doc said I fractured a vertebrae and the bone cut my spinal cord. It was an accident.
James: So, you’re not angry?
Adonis: Not especially.
James: So you and Clash are cool?
Jeremy looks at James sharply.
Adonis: Hey now, I ain’t say all that.
James rubs his eyes with his index fingers, clearly confused by what's going on. He looks back at Adonis, almost pleading for further explanation.
Adonis: Look, homie… the way I see it, he’s got my title. He injured me, whether he meant to or not, and since he been here he ain’t done nothin’ but run his mouth. We got unfinished business.
James opens his mouth, then closes it again, clearly wondering whether or not to say what he wants to say. Finally, he decides to just go for it.
James: Don't take this the wrong way, but what do you plan on doing when you're... you know... like that?
Adonis: Doc says theres a chance I'll get my legs back. It'll take hard work, but you know me. I've never been afraid to put that in. I'll be back, and Clash'll be the first name I go after, believe you me.
James nods his head slowly.
James: If anyone could do it, it would probably be you. Look, I have to go... I have... "an appoitment" to keep. You can hang here until the end of the show if you want. Dont worry about anything, I'll see what I can do about keeping you on the pay roll somehow. We may be able to find you another job somehow, you know, until you get back on your feet.
He freezes, wincing at his poor choice of words, but Adonis just nods his head.
Adonis: Aiight dawg, I appreciate it. Good lookin' out.
They bump fists, then James leaves the office, grabbing his motorcycle helmet on the way out. Adonis just sits there, staring off into space as the camera cuts back to the ring.
HAWKEYE (c) vs. KEEPER
Keeper makes his way out to the arena with purpose. As Sippin' by Boondox plays he strides down to the run. With a bottle of rubbing alcohol in his hand he slides into the ring. Pacing forward he stands in the middle of the ring and looks straight up as the noose is lowered from the rafters. Keeper smiles sadistically as it stops 10 feet above the ring. Killing Time kicks in and the smile disappears from Keepers face as he turns to the entrance. Keeper paces back and forth as the song plays through. Finally it ends but Hawkeye still doesn't appear. Keeper is alone in the ring. Finally he loses patience and steps over the top rope and runs up the ramp. Charging his way through the curtain the arena is left empty of challengers.... for only a few seconds as Keeper stumbles back through the curtains before dropping to his knees clutching his fore head. Hawkeye steps through the curtains clutching the Streetfight title in his hand. He runs forwards and kicks Keeper in the back of his head. Keeper drops to the ramp. Hawkeye whips Keeper across the back with the Streetfight title before dropping it. He grabs Keeper by the back of the head and begins to drag him to the ring, occasionally delivering a big forearm to the back of his head.
Throwing Keeper under the bottom rope Hawkeye steps onto the apron and over the top rope into the ring. The crowed go insane as Hawkeye arrogantly steps over and calls for the noose to be lowered. He reaches it and wraps it around the throat of Keeper but he manages from a laying position to kick Hawkeye in the side of the head. Keeper quickly gets to his feet closely followed by Hawkeye. Keeper runs forwards and delivers a huge clothes line to Hawkeye with both of them dropping to the mat
Hawkeye reaches his feet first and tries to punt Keeper in the head but Keeper reacts and catches his foot. He throws Hawkeye back and jumps to his feet before stomping on his chest. This is a true brawl. Hawkeye lays fazed as Keeper rolls out of the ring. He grabs chair from ringside and slides back into the ring. Wrapping the chair around the arm of Hawkeye he climbs the turnbuckle and flies with an elbow drop onto the chair. Hawkeye writhes in pain as Keeper lifts himself to his feet smiling to himself. Taking a few more stomps to his elbow Hawkeye cries out. Keeper steps over to the lowered barbed wire noose. He grabs it and steps over to the fallen Hawkeye. He looks into the crowed wondering whether to wrap it round the throat of Hawkeye or scrape the barbs down his face
After pacing round the ring he attempts to scrape the face of Hawkeye yet he grabs the wrists of Keeper and fights back. The two struggle yet Hawkeye gets the upper hand. He pushes Keeper off of him and gets to his feet. He dives straight on Keeper and tries to lock in an arm bar. Keeper fights back but cannot release the hold. Keeper taps out but the match can only be won by hanging your opponent so Hawkeye keeps the hold on tight. Keeper taps and taps and taps before Hawkeye releases the hold and picks Keeper up by the throat and throws him over the top rope to the floor outside. Keeper lands with a thump on his back. Hawkeye steps over the top rope and stands on the apron above Keeper. He drops to the mat stomping Keepers fingers under his foot. Hawkeye reaches under the ring and pulls out a roll of barbed wire. The blood runs from his unprotected hands as he wraps it around the throat of his opponent. Hawkeye rolls back in the ring and runs the barbed wire through the second rope and pulls it lifting Keeper to his feet and up against the side of the ring. The blood runs down from Keepers throat before Hawkeye releases hold. Keeper once again drops to his knees. Hawkeye celebrates in the ring before once again stepping over the rope to the outside. He grabs Keeper by the back of the head and throws him back into the ring. The mat is instantly soaked with Keepers blood.
Hawkeye once again climbs back into the ring as Keeper groggily removes the barbed wire from his throat. Hawkeye grabs Keeper by the back of his neck yet Keeper reaches down to the pit of his stomach and fights back by delivering a few rights to the chest of Hawkeye. Hawkeye releases hold and Keeper manages to grab his wrist and whip him into the ropes. As Hawkeye hurtles back acrosss the ring Keeper hits a running DDT. The pair remain motionless for a moment. Keeper is first to his feet. He sees Hawkeye laid almost unconscious and smiles sadistically to himself. He reaches over to his bottle of rubbing alcohol laid in the corner and washes it over his fist. Reaching it into his pocket he pulls a lighter from his pocket and as Hawkeye finally reaches his feet Keeper sets his fist on fire and slams it into the face of Hawkeye delivering the Flaming Meteorite!! HE DRILLS HAWKEYE!!! The champion is down!!! Keeper grabs the barbed wire noose and wraps it tightly around Hawkeye’s throat, tearing the flesh and leaving a trail of blood dripping down the champions neck. He waves his arms, signaling for the noose to be raised, and Hawkeye is lifted up into the rafters!!! It’s over!!!
WINNER and NEW STREETFIGHT CHAMPION: Keeper Referees flood to the ring to help Hawkeye down from the noose. Keeper stands with the Streefight championship held high. But before he can exit the ring, the entire arena goes black. An odd sounds blasts over loud speakers.
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, A huge ball of green colored fire bursts from the center of the ring. The lights quickly come on, the fans erupt as they see "Bigg Rigg" John Gambino and The Big Shank standing in the center of the ring. Both men wear t-shirts with the letters "FLC" written on the front, as does Keeper. Hawkeye is finally down from the noose, but he sits in the corner of the ring; his head buried in his hands as blood drips from his face onto the mat.
Bigg Rigg: Ladies and gentlemen, it was just a matter of time really. As soon as the TWC re-opened it's doors, you should have known that we would be back!
Bigg Rigg hands the mic to The Big Shank.
Shank: You cannot even talk about the TWC without mentioning us. This is, was and will forever be our house; because the fact is...WE BUILT THIS HOUSE!
The Big Shank hands the mic to Keeper.
Keeper: The Hardcore Icon is now YOUR Streetfight champion. Meaning, if you think the matches you've seen for this belt were Extreme before....JUST F*CKING WAIT! And, I'm not alone...because tonight a legendary TWC group officially returns!
Before anymore can be said, Mr.Balls runs down the ramp with a very angry expression on his face.
Mr.Balls: STOP! STOP IT RIGHT THERE!
Mr.Balls shouted as he walked toward the ring. Mr.Balls quickly climbed into the ring and got right into Bigg Rigg's face.
Mr.Balls: You can't just come onto MY show uninvited, expecting to wreak havoc the way you did when Bill Shear ran things. I can't have that, I WON'T have that!
Bigg Rigg gives Mr.Balls a dirty look, then mouths the words "F*CK YOU".
Mr.Balls: Oh, you think you're tough Riggermortis!? You think you're still the man? You wanna fight me? Fine, I have no problem kicking your a$$ right here, right now.
Mr.Balls pulls off his jacket, unbuttons and pulls off his dress shirt and throws both onto the mat. Mr.Balls then gets right into Bigg Rigg's face.
Mr.Balls: You've got Balls in your face Rigg, hows it feel!?
With that, Bigg Rigg grabs onto Mr.Balls' black undershirt and with one pull, he rips the shirt right off of him. Underneath Mr.Balls is wearing a black t-shirt with the letters "FLC" on the front. The audience goes crazy and at the same time, Hawkeye stands onto his feet. Hawkeye too has an FLC t-shirt on!
Bigg Rigg: This message goes out to the world champion, to the International champion and anybody else backstage who feel good about their current status in the TWC. A revolution has begun and things in the TWC will NEVER return to the way you are used to them being. We take what we want, we do what we want and we hurt whomever we want. We just have five words for you to remember and remember them very well.....
Bigg Rigg lifts the mic into the air.
Audience: DON'T SCREW WITH THE CREW!
Shank, Rigg, Keeper and Hawkeye all climb onto a turnbuckle, then play with the crowd. Mr.Balls stands in the center of the ring, both arms in the air in a Randy Orton type taunt. The arena explodes with cheers, and the camera fades backstage.
Backstage, we see new International Champion Alyssa Ferro walking hand in hand with her girlfriend Abyy. As they are walking, Alyssa bumps into Andrew Clash, who stops dead in his place.
Clash: Watch where you're going, bitch!
Clash goes to walk away when Alyssa cracks him in the back of the head with the International Title. Clash goes down hard as Alyssa stands over him.
Alyssa: Good luck...bitch.
Alyssa walks away as Clash slowly gets up, watching her leave in anger before making his way outside of the arena to the location of his match, his face buringing with rage as he rubs his hand on the back of his head.
ANDREW CLASH vs. JOHN ROGAN
The main event opens up on a lonely stretch of highway on the outskirts of Tijuana. John Rogan and Andrew Clash stand across from one another each wearing street clothes and staring a hole through the other, but while Rogan looks livid, Clash just looks calculating. Standing on the side of the road leaning against a black stingray are Mr. Balls and Hawkeye and against a limousine is Shannen and the unknown driver. Balls steps forward looking a bit apprehensive.
Mr. Balls: Ding Ding, I guess.
Immediately, John Rogan and Andrew Clash begin punching one another. The challenger takes the early advantage shoving the champion away before hitting him with a solid shot to the jaw knocking Andrew Clash to the pavement with a thud.
Hawkeye: That’s the way to do it Rogan!
Rogan smirks in spite of himself as he moves in to pick his opponent up, but the champion is ready and takes his challenger down to the pavement with him and begins to deliver shot after shot to him.
Shannen: What’s up now Rogan!?
Shannen screams out unable to contain herself. Unfortunately, Andrew Clash looks over at her with a grin giving Rogan enough time to hit him with an undercut to the chin knocking Andrew Clash off of him.
Rogan: Get your ass up boy!
Rogan screams dragging Andrew Clash up by the head and throwing him into the side of the limousine. Clash hits hard. Rogan not wanting to waste any time charges at Andrew Clash with a foot, but Clash moves out of the way and his car suffers a huge dent.
Clash: You Mother Fucker!
He screams out charging at Rogan with a Lou Thesz Press. Rogan keeps his balance however. The champion shows no sign of being perturbed and keeps punching John Rogan in the top of his skull screaming out cuss words with every blow.
Rogan, unable to hold him up anymore, slams Clash down with a modified spinebuster. A sickening noise is hard as Andrew Clash’s head bounces off the road. Rogan rolls off of him to take a breather.
Hawkeye: Finish him John! Murder that Fucker!
Superballs looks at his brother with a ‘don’t encourage him’ look, but he hardly needs it cause Shannen is now screaming her anger at Andrew Clash for not getting up. Rogan slowly gets up to his feet dragging Andrew Clash with him. He throws the champion into his car this time before punching him hard in the mid-section. Rogan puts the champs head between his legs wanting to deliver a powerbomb on the trunk of his car, but with great strength and endurance Andrew Clash backdrops Rogan halfway through the back window.
Rogan: FUCK!
Rogan screams out in obvious pain. Clash breathing heavy gets to his feet and pulls Rogan roughly to the ground kicking him repeatedly in the ribs and head. He lifts Rogan up and begins to use his head as a basketball off the ruined trunk of Rogan’s car.
Clash: You like basketball Rogan?
Rogan: NO!
Rogan screams out bringing his elbow back into the nose of Andrew Clash. Instantaneously blood begins gushing out of the champions nose. Rogan takes the opportunity to lift Clash up and toss him down the small ditch into the grass. Rogan gets halfway across the highway before starting at a great run and jumping down for a diving elbow drop landing on Andrew Clash with a thud before bouncing off and into some thick grass.
Clash: Fuck.
Clash moans out getting up to his feet quick like Rogan. He goes for a double leg driving them both into the tall grass. Rogan has the upper guard on him but Clash is bound and determined to break John Rogan’s nose too. Shannen and the brothers have stepped around the car to watch the scuffle below. Hawkeye and Shannen are both cheering for their respective sides as Superballs maintains his unbiased standard. Rogan gets a pretty good kick into the top of Andrew Clash’s head sending Clash back on the hill. John Rogan gets up, his face scarlet with blood. He charges at Clash but the champion uses a drop toe hold. John Rogan only avoided the face to cement meeting by scraping up his fists.
Rogan: MOTHER FUCKER!
Rogan screams out jumping to his feet. Andrew Clash has wasted little time and is going for another double leg takedown but the challenger was ready and blocks the takedown by throwing Andrew Clash into the back of the limousine with a sickening crunch.
Hawkeye: He’s fucking you up!
Hawkeye screams in trying to anger John Rogan which apparently works cause Rogan lifts Clash up by the neck and slams him down onto the trunk choking him with every ounce of strength he has.
Shannen: Fight fair Rogan!
Shannen screams, but at that moment Andrew Clash reaches up and attempts to gouge out John Rogan’s right eye. Rogan screams and pulls away. Clash gets up quickly and the two bloody Titans begin to trade punches again. Clash goes for a low punch but Rogan cuts him off with a shin kick to the ribs and a nice spinning back fist that sends him crashing back into his car. Rogan charges in with a huge splash but Clash moves out of the way and Rogan goes through the back window of the limousine.
Shannen: That Limo is a thousand bucks an hour!
She screams at Superballs, but The elder Loughton is in awe. Clash screams out in a victorious fashion pointing towards the Rogan shaped hole in the back window. Mr. Balls shrugs as he begins to count, but something odd is happening. John Rogan is climbing out of the car.
Shannen: Turn around.
Shannen mutters to Andrew, but Clash busy wiping his mouth off doesn’t hear her. Rogan swings him around and begins to deliver blow after blow to Clash’s ribs wanting to break his ribs too. He throws Clash out into the street goes for a big boot, but Andrew Clash ducks out of the way.
Clash: Not today old man!
He screams out swooping in for a third double leg but Rogan moves and raises his foot up hitting the spot and watching Clash fall down the hill a third time. Rogan stares at him over the hill and falls back against the stingray taking a breather.
Hawkeye: Come on Rogan! NO BREAKS!
Rogan gets ready to leap down on top of Clash, but he’s distracted by a single headlight racing down the highway towards him. He backs away from the ledge, standing in the middle of the road and watching as the light rockets towards him. What the hell is that?
Shannen, Hawkeye and Mr. Balls all look on as it becomes clear that the light is the headlight of a motorcycle. Rogan realizes too late what's happening, and his attempt to move out of the way is in vain as the motorcycle slams into his thigh, sending him flipping through the air and landing hard on the concrete. The motorcycle speeds by, spinning around a few yards away and stopping, pointed back at Rogan as he tries to climb to his feet slowly.
The driver revs his engine, speeding back at Rogan and drilling him to the ground from behind. The motorcycle stops again, and Mr. Balls watches, waiting for the driver to do something else… but he just motions for Mr. Balls to count. Slowly, the boss begins.
1
2
3
4
5
Shannen: GET UP ANDREW!!!
6
7
8
Hawkeye: GET YOUR ASS UP, ROGAN!!!
9
10!!!
WINNER: ??? Wait, what the hell happens now? Who wins? Who's the champion? Mr. Balls shrugs his shoulders and everyone who's still conscious shift their attention back to the driver of the motorcycle. The driver lifts up, slowly removing their helmet... IT'S JAMES RAVEN!!! JAMES RAVEN JUST ENDED THIS MATCH!!!
Mr. Balls: Oh... you stupid, mother fucker!!!
Mr. Balls rushes for his car, turning it on as James takes off down the highway on his motorcycle, then pulling away and chasing after him until both vehicles disappear from sight.
Hawkeye runs over to Rogan and tries to wake him up as Shannen runs crying down into the ditch and collapses on top of Andrew Clash.
What does this mean for these two stars, and what does it mean for the TWC World title? Why did James interfere, and how will this affect the already rocky relationship between him and Mr. Balls? The fans are left to wonder as the camera zooms in on Shannen's tear streaked face... and the show makes a slow:
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