CCW Onslaught (1/12/07)

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The Onslaught video package plays across the screen, interlacing past matches and profiles of some of the major players of Onslaught while "Best of You" youtube.com/watch?v=Pd_p1A7WVNs plays. When the package has run its course, pyro shoots up and the camera pans across an audience packed into the Wachovia Center as they cheer loudly. It eventually cuts to the hosts of the show.

Mathews "10,000 loud and proud CCW fans have packed themselves into the Wachovia Center on this bitterly cold night here in the city of brotherly love!"

Malenko "Josh, we're just on the heels of a monumental event. This past Sunday at Resurrection, it was.....hell, I have no words to describe it!"

Mathews "We saw the World tag team titles change hands and we also determined the number one contender, but the question is which title - the World Heavyweight or Global Heavyweight Championship?"

Malenko "I hate to say it, but how much of a coup for Unleashed would it be if Shawn Greene went there?"

Mathews "It would be huge and while I hate to see him leave, the choice is ultimately up to Shawn."

Bruce Buffer is standing in the middle of the ring holding his microphone. The fans are wondering what's going to happen next. Buffer then raises his mic to his mouth, and starts speaking to the audience.

Buffer: Ladies the gentlemen, please let me introduce, the man who won the 30 Man Melee at Resurrection and will meet the champion in the main event at Night of the Immortals, Shawn Greene!

"Big Time" hits the speakers and the crowd goes absolutely nuts.

Matthews: Here he comes!

Malenko: This should be good.

Shawn steps through the curtain and he receives a huge pop. He's wearing a suit and tie, instead of his ring attire. He poses on top of the stage for the delight of the fans. and he gets on his knees and looks up to the rafters. He swings his arms up and pyro shoots up behind him, filling the arena with smoke. Shawn hops back up and starts walking down the aisle with a huge smile on his face.

Malenko: This guy must feel like a million bucks right now. I mean, he won the biggest match of his career thus far, and he'll be challenging the champion at the biggest show of the year. I could only imagine what he's going through right now.

Shawn slaps the hands of adults, and mostly kids while heading down to the squared circle. He heads up the stairs and starts dancing (somewhat) on the apron until stepping through the ropes and poses for the crowd. He stands in the middle of the ring, looking at the roaring crowd. He then does his trademark pose which the crowd eats up. He walks over to the corner of the ring to get a mic. He walks back to the middle of the ring. He waits for the crowd to quiet down but they simply can't. Shawn grins.

Matthews: They're going absolutely nuts right now!

Shawn tries to calm down the crowd but no prevail.

Malenko: Will they just let the man talk? Can't they just shut up?

Shawn then speaks.

Shawn: At Resurrection, I proclaimed that it was my night, and I was going to win the Rumble. I heard a few people backstage before the match saying "Oh, Shawn doesn't stand a chance in the Rumble. He doesn't stand a chance against the likes of Nathan Versus, Josh Violence, and half of the Unleashed roster. Not a fucking chance." Well, what happened? I went in, kicked some ass and won the Rumble.

Crowd pops.

Shawn: You see, no one should ever count me out, and I mean ever. Yeah, they had the top workers in the business, but I'm one of them, and everybody thinks I'm at the bottom of the barrel in comparison to others when I'm not. But it doesn't matter. The fact that I won, and I'm finally headlining the biggest PPV, is the most important thing right now.

But enough of that. Now I have a tough decision to make: which title do I want to go after?

Shawn walks around the ring, thinking.

Shawn: I've been thinking for a couple of nights, not being able to sleep. This is a tough decision, and this decision could change my life. Do I go up against the CCW Word Heavyweight champion, "The Rated X Superstar" Josh Violence of Unleashed?

Crowd boos.

Shawn: Or do I go up against the Global champion, J-Man?

Crowd pops.

Shawn: Well, I haven't made up my mind. I seriously have no idea what to do: stay here and face J-Man, or go to Unleashed and take on Josh Violence?

Shawn walks around the ring a bit more, before looking into the crowd, where one kid yells "Face J-Man!" and another guy screams out "Make Josh Violence your bitch!" Shawn chuckles.

Shawn: You know, wrestling on Unleashed would be interesting, facing new competitors, but Onslaught is my home. Really, I don't know what to do, but I will come up with a decision very soon. But whatever I choose, one thing's for sure, and at Night of the Immortals, I'll walk in the challenger, and at the end of the night, I'll be walking out a champion.

Shawn drops the mic, and "Big Time" hits the speakers, and the fans rise to their feet. Shawn walks out of the ring and slaps the hands of the fans at ringside.

Matthews: I wonder what title he's going after.

Malenko: I hope he stays on Onslaught, but going to Unleashed would be huge.

Shawn makes his way up the ramp, and he poses at the top, as the screen fades to black.

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The camera opens to a scene of T-Rex standing somewhere backstage, in a not so pleasant mood.

T-Rex: Now I'm going to keep this short and sweet because I have some better things to do then talk to some retarded American fucks like you.

Boo's are herd in the arena.

T-Rex: Now as you all might know, last week at CCW Resurrection, I got screwed in both the Triple Threat match and the 30 man Melee, and let me tell you, I'm not so happy about it. I was a shoe-in to win both matches, but by pure fluke and some extreme luck, I lost them both. Now tonight I go up against the man I faced in the Triple Threat match, Jerome Novaho. Now Novaho, you've been a thorn in my fucking ass, because if wasn't for you and your motherfucking black ass, I would of won that Triple Threat Match with ease and have been facing Chris 6yxx for the North American Championship at NOTI II. And what really grinds my gears, is how you have the idiocy to blame Matt Downing for your losses. Let me tell you something Jerome, Matt Downing didn't screw Jerome Novaho, Jerome Novaho screwed Jerome Novaho. Now, after I beat your ignorant motherfucking ass tonight, I will start my journey to the top, and I won't stop until I finally have a taste of World Heavyweight Gold. And I can assure you and all those watching one thing, by the end of tonight, someone will feel the GORE!

T-Rex walks of screen as the Camera Fades 2 Black.

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The camera shows Stonecold in his office drinking a beer and watching the show on a tv while kicking back in his chair, theres a knock at the door.

Stonecold: "Come in"

Stonecold switches off the tv and swivels his chair around to face the person who has just walked in, the camera pans around to show CCW Global Heavyweight Champion J-Man standing there with the title slumped over his shoulder.

Stonecold: "What brings you here J-Man?"

J-Man: "Well Mr. GM, it seems after defeating a certain shithead last Sunday at Resurrection, I thought I would have earned the night off tonight"

Stonecold: "Well you haven't so go get ready for your match"

J-Man: "Hey, I'm not finished!"

Stonecold stares a hole through J-Man's head but the champion doesn't back off, so Stonecold decides to let him speak.

J-Man: "Well it seems that not only do I have a match tonight but I am facing the very man I defeated just last Sunday"

Stonecold: "Well I figured you might want a little revenge after what he did after the match"

J-Man: "I got my revenge by taking his ass out of the Melee match and costing him a title shot he doesn't deserve"

Stonecold: "Well, about that, you see since you cost him a title shot, in order to make things fair, I have to make tonights match a title match!"

J-Man: "You have got to be kidding me? your giving Knight another title shot? I can think of at least a dozen more superstars that have earned that right more than him, JD Wheeler, Joshua James, Khaos or even any of Revolution."

Stonecold: "Well you can keep your little list until after you have dealt with Marcus Knight, that clear?"

J-Man takes a moment to accept the situation.

J-Man: "You know what? Fine, make the damn match but don't blame me if you have another name on the injured list, or hell I might even put him on the retired list!!"

Stonecold stands up and walks towards J-Man who is ready for a fight, Stonecold gets into his face, but then reaches beside J-Man to open the door to his office, J-Man takes a quick glance into the texan's eyes as a reminder of who is the champion before walking out of the office and up the hallway, when he is gone Marcus Knight appears around the corner beside Stonecold, the two men say nothing but nod at each other and Stonecold closes the door to his office as the camera fades out with Marcus Knight going in the opposite direction of J-Man.

Commercial break.

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The scene opens in the arena parking lot. A car begins to pull in a parking space marked "Reserved". As the door to the car opens, the familiar figure of Jerome Novaho can be seen getting out of the car and hoisting his bag over his shoulder. Dean Stewart quickly walks over to try and get an interview with Jerome.

Dean Stewart: Jerome, hey Jerome!

Jerome Novaho: WHAT?!!

Dean Stewart: Um...nevermind I'll catch up with you later.

Jerome Novaho: Hey wait! Sorry Dean I'm just in the best of moods tonight. Look what was it you wanted to ask me?

Dean pauses for a second before attempting to ask his question.

Dean Stewart: Well I just wanted your thoughts on your opponent tonight, T-Rex!

Jerome grins in amusement at the question.

Jerome Novaho: I don't have any. You see even though I'm facing him tonight I have other things on my mind. Simple really, Matt Downing! Now you better get this on tape so get that camera in on me right now.

The camera zooms in on Jerome.

Jerome Novaho: You see last Sunday I had another chance to gain what I wanted, my first title hear in CCW. But once again you just couldn't help yourself. You decided to get in my buisness once more. You know I was pissed after that but after awhile I thought to myself. Why is Matt Downing everywhere I go? Let me ask you a question Dean and please be very honest.

The camera pans around to Dean who is now very confused.

Dean Stewart: Eh....ok!

Jerome Novaho: Now honestly do you think he likes me?

Dean Stewart: Who?

Jerome Novaho: You know "The Downward Cock Knocker". Do you think he fancies me? In fact do you think he wants to fuck my ass?

Dean Stewart: Well...

Dean is lost for words.

Jerome Novaho: Oh your no good. Hey camera man get back on me now. I'll ask you yourself Limp Dick. Your everywhere I go trying to make a fool of me. So do you want to fuck my ass? In fact don't answer that because we all know the answer you fucking Fruit Loop. Look I know I'm handsome and stuff but you don't have to cost me a title match everytime you want to fuck me.

Jerome cockly smiles at the camera.

Jerome Novaho: You see tonight after I beat T-Rex Matt. I've got a little announcement for you. And no don't worry I ain't going to tell all these fans about how you caught crabs from that male gigalo in Italy or about you got the clap from your cousin. WHOOPS!!! Did all that just slip out?

The camera turns back to Dean who is trying very hard not to laugh at all the information.

Jerome Novaho: That's right Dean laugh it all up because every bit of that is true. Anyway, after tonight Matt your going to be surprised because what I've got planned is going to set me up nicely on the road to Immortailty. So do you....

Get It? Got It? Good!

Jerome then thrusts the microphone back into the hands of the laughing Dean Stewart and walks off into the arena as the scene fades to black.

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"Animal I Have Become" begins to play as smoke billows out onto the stage, covering the floor with a thick haze that slowly rises, consuming everything and making visibility next to impossible. From the murky fog, a beast of a man appears, strolling down the ramp at a idle jogging pace.

Buffer "The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring, from Detroit, MI, please welcome 'The Man Beast' T-Rex!"

The majority of the audience shouts profanity his way as he passes, making their hatred of him dominate any members who would cheer for him. The camera captures a young fan with a sign sporting the phrase "CCW will feel the Gore!" An obvious drunk man next to him dumps a beer over the teen's head and draws a small cheer from those around him. The youth responds by rolling up the sign as though he's leaving. Out of nowhere, he attacks the drunkard as vicious as one can get with poster board. This throws off the fellow as he tries to back up but falls over his seat. The boy is relentless sending kicks into the side of the man as he howls in pain. The camera cuts to T-Rex in the ring, on a turnbuckle with his arms outstretched to the sky. Hopping down, he finds the opposite turnsbuckle and mounts it, posing in a similar stance.

Mathews "Ladies and gentlemen, we apologize for the outburst in the crowd area. I'm being told officials are coming down to assess the situation."

Malenko "That man is obviously drunk and has no business at a CCW show! He's a disgrace to wrestling fans everywhere!"

"Crawl Through Knives" breaks the silence as Jerome comes out to an outrageous pop from the crowd and it's as though the recent drama is immediately forgotten. When Jerome reaches the head of the ramp, he lifts a foot while raising his arms as flames shoot up from the floor, adding more smoke to mix in with T-Rex's entrance. Taking his time to transverse down the ramp, Jerome slaps some hands of his amorous fans.

Buffer "His opponent, from Orlando, FL, please welcome 'The Neutron Star' Jerome Novaho!"

Jerome climbs the steel steps and slides through the ropes in one fluid motion, spinning around in the ring and finally peels back his hood to reveal a determined face. He stretches out his arms, looking to the crowd for approval which he receives in spades. He’s immediately attacked by T-Rex and the referee throws his hand for the bell to begin the match.

Mathews “T-Rex wastes no time attacking the Neutron Star and Dean, both of these men spent a short amount of time in the Rumble, coming in at number 18 for Jerome and 22 for T-Rex and being the 18th and 21st persons respectively eliminated from the match.”

Malenko “That may be the case, but both men are definitely impressive. In fact, I think this may be the first time both men have faced each other in singles action.”

T-Rex throws his right fist and elbow into the back of Novaho, knocking him forward. Pushing him up against the ropes, T-Rex turns Jerome around and sends some European uppercuts into his opponent’s face. Getting sent into a whip, Jerome wisely goes into a slide out of the ring to regain his composure. T-Rex slides out diagonally from Novaho and walks around to grab him by the head. Unfortunately for T-Rex, Jerome is playing possum of sorts and locks his leg around T-Rex’s and gives him a side Russian legsweep. Both men fall back as their heads connect the floor mats and the crowd on the other side of the security wall is on their feet, eagerly looking for blood or a broken bone. They begin a chant that rapidly gains audibility.

“WE WANT BLOOD! WE WANT BLOOD!”

Mathews “These Philadelphia fans are relentless with their love for violence.”

Malenko “Josh, when I used to wrestle for ECW back in the day, this crowd would riot if they didn’t see red at least once or twice a night. It seems like people never change.”

The referee begins a ten count and Jerome rolls in and then rolls out to break the count. He pulls T-Rex up by the head and starts to whip him, but T-Rex counters Jerome’s whip with one of his own and sends the Neutron Star into the steel steps back first. Jerome hits hard and shrinks down, crumpling as all the air in him escapes into the arena.

“OH!”

T-Rex takes a running start and looks to be setting up a running knee to crush Novaho’s head between bone and steel, but at the last minute Jerome moves out of the way. T-Rex hits the steps with his knee and falls over them, landing on the other side. Jerome uses the security wall to pull himself up while fans pat him on the back. He notices the referee new count is at 7 and quickly rolls in only to roll out, again breaking it and forcing the official to start anew. Jerome slowly walks around the steel monstrosity and pulls up T-Rex, rolling him into the ring. Getting in himself, Jerome feeds off the cheering crowd and pulls T-Rex up before hopping back and sending a kick right into the face of the Revolution member. T-Rex falls back into the corner and only manages to stay up when he entwines his arms over the top ropes. Jerome retreats to the opposite corner and readies himself for a stinger splash. Just as he starts to make his run, T-Rex races forward, but the knee he hit the step with buckles and he falls forward. Taking advantage of this, Jerome turns around and instead mounts the turnbuckle. Reaching the top, he turns around and dives down into a headbutt onto T-Rex and goes for the cover.

One.....

Two.

The referee gets to two even when T-Rex kicks out. Jerome gets up and grabbing T-Rex’s bad leg lifts it up and slams it back down onto the mat. T-Rex screams out in pain as the referee pushes Jerome back and checks on the condition of T-Rex.
Malenko “I want to know why the referee isn’t stopping this match! T-Rex is obviously hurt and Jerome is exploiting that injury!

Mathews “The Neutron Star found something to capitalize on from the Man Beast and unfortunately, T-Rex has no one to blame but himself.”

T-Rex gingerly gets up and as Jerome comes over, he quickly snaps to. He grabs Novaho, throwing his right arm under Jerome’s left while sending his left over Novaho’s right shoulder. T-Rex uses Jerome’s own momentum to bring him down on his good knee with a back breaker. Once down, T-Rex wastes no time in sending boot after boot into the face, head and shoulder of Novaho, where ever he can lay waste and beat down his opponent. The referee forces T-Rex to back away and he uses the time to work his left knee back to a useable position. He then pushes the referee out of the way and pulls Jerome up into a belly to belly suplex. This sends Novaho near a corner which T-Rex mounts. Turning around, he dives down onto Jerome with a second ropes leg drop and then scrambles around into a cover.

One.....

Two.

Jerome kicks out at two and T-Rex immediately goes for another cover. This time, Novaho breaks it at one and a half as he gets a tiny bit of energy back. T-Rex pulls up the Neutron Star and gives him a hard Irish whip into the corner that sees Novaho hit so hard, he falls face forward to the mat. T-Rex pulls the referee away and motions at his head that he thinks it’s been cut open. The official says he sees nothing, but T-Rex insists and gives Fantomas just enough time to come hopping over the security wall and grab Novaho’s feet. Knowing what’s going on, Jerome sends out a swift kick that brilliantly connects with the forehead of Fantomas. Jerome slides out and finding a chair, folds it up and raises it with a smile. He brings it down squarely on the waiting head of T-Rex’s tag partner as it makes a loud “PING!” that the crowd roar for.

Mathews “I think the crowd approves of this!”

Malenko “These filthy…..er, Phily fans really know what they like.”

Jerome drops the chair and pulls up Fantomas who is shown as being busted open. He then shoulder blocks him into the security wall as his back hits hard. The audience roars in appreciation, but then voice concerns when they see T-Rex on the outside as well and getting ready for a Gore. Jerome turns around just as T-Rex races towards and for the second time this match gets out of the way by sliding into the ring. T-Rex, having no way to really stop his momentum, plows right into his partner, giving him a Gore as the crowd continues to cheer.

“GORE! GORE! GORE!”

The finisher is only made palatable because it’s done to someone the audience abhors and therefore, it’s okay to them. Jerome slides back out and grabbing T-Rex brings him back into the ring. He hooks T-Rex’s head, readying for a Nova Effect, but T-Rex comes alive and pushes Jerome forward. T-Rex grabs Jerome’s hand and pulls him back, wrapping his arms around Novaho’s waist and spinning around into a spinebuster. He goes for the cover.

One.....

Two.....

Novaho gets a shoulder up at two and a half as the Philadelphia crowd breathes a sigh of relief. T-Rex sits up on his knees, wondering what he has to do to beat Jerome. Suddenly, in a burst of energy, Novaho grabs T-Rex and rolls over into a schoolboy pin. The crowd explodes into cheers as the referee slaps the mat.

One.....

Two.....

T-Rex kicks out at two and a half.

Mathews “Dean, both men have shown incredible fortitude and I’d honestly like to see these two go the distance again any day.”

Malenko “They both have such unique styles and yet they somehow compliment each other in the ring.”

Jerome rises and pulls T-Rex up in his wake. Jerome looks to land a blow, but his opponent comes alive and blocks it only to throw a right which connects. T-Rex throws his arms over Jerome’s head, looking for some suplex, but Novaho hooks his leg, stopping the move. T-Rex releases the hold and spins Jerome around, looking for possibly a German suplex, but Jerome breaks the beast’s grasp and spins around behind T-Rex. Novaho turns T-Rex around and locking his hands together behind his opponent’s back, drives him down to the mat with a Nova Effect. He immediately goes for the pin.

One.....

Two.....



Three!

T-Rex kicks out, but it’s too late as the referee shoots up and has the bell rung. Jerome gets up and his name is announced winner as the referee holds up his arm.

Buffer “The winner of this match, ‘the Neutron Star’ Jerome Novaho!”

Jerome walks towards the announcer and asks for the mic. Taking it, he addresses the crowd and his opponent.

Jerome “You know.......this past Sunday.......I was involved in a match of a lifetime........but I wasn’t the only one.

29 other men came down into this ring and only one survived to win a title shot at Night of the Immortals II.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t one of them, but looking forward, I aim to get my shot at the title in the future and Nothing will stop me.

T-Rex, you put up a good fight tonight. You took me to the limit and I hope we get to face each other again someday.

While we’re on the subject of NOTI II, I have an idea and I’m going to do whatever I can to get it in writing.

On February 11th, on the grandest stage of them all, I want to face the man that eliminated me.

A man who has made a name for himself in the short time he’s been in CCW by doing nothing but getting in my way.

A man who I thought was once my friend.....and it's funny..... friends have a way of stepping on you when you least expect it.

But I see now, everything is clear.....

And for me, one thing is for sure, this thing between you and me, Matthew, it’ll be settled in the ring and come that night, we’ll see who the real immortal is!”

Jerome drops the mic and slides out of the ring as his music plays and he walks up the ramp with his arms in the air.

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Mathews: While we were at commercial break, T-Rex picked up the mic and had this to say.....

The camera pans to a rising T-Rex and in the corner it says "during commercial." He looks out at the notoriously rowdy Phily crowd.

T-Rex "You people make ME SICK! You think this is funny?!? It's not! So *expletive* off! And if you think this is over, I got news for you! It's not, so *expletive* off! This is one man who refuses to remain extinct! And I'm going to prove my worth one WAY.......

or Another!"

T-Rex grabs hold of Fantomas as he's slowly getting into the ring and lifts him up only to bring him down with a Dinosaur Driver. Looking down at his fallen partner, he glances back into the camera's eye and smiles.

Mathews: I guess we haven't heard the last from T-Rex and I have to wonder what the Revolution's leader is going to say about this.

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The camera opens on a shot of Onslaught GM Stone Cold Steve Austin in his office.....

BOOM!

The door bursts open and slams hard against the wall, knocking down some of the once hanging pictures. Of course, this can only mean JD Wheeler has decided to visit good ole Stone Cold once again. Wheeler approaches the GM, breathing heavily with anger. Stone Cold looks at the door and shakes his head.

Stone Cold: You know, maybe I should just have the door removed. Save us both a lot of trouble.

Wheeler: Talk. Now.

Stone Cold: One second son.

Stone Cold opens one of the drawers in his desk and pulls out a set of ear plugs. He places them in his ears, closes the drawer, and turns his attention back to Wheeler.

Stone Cold: Alright son. Shoot.

Wheeler is thoroughly unimpressed.

Wheeler: Oh very funny.

Stone Cold: What?

Wheeler: No! Do not start that again! Would you take those out?

Stone Cold takes the ear plugs out.

Stone Cold: Fine. What do you have to complain about now?

Wheeler: Oh come on. You saw it Sunday night. What the fuck was with that Nathan Versus guy? I eliminated his ass from the Melee fair and square. How could he be allowed to stick his big nose back into the match and throw me over the top rope? But what I really want to know is, what the fuck are you gonna do about it?!

Stone Cold: Why should I do anything about it?

Wheeler: Shouldn't that be obvious? Some idiot from Unleashed illegally eliminated one of your Onslaught guys for fuck's sake!

Stone Cold: So?

Wheeler: SO?!! That's it?!!

Stone Cold: What does it matter? It all worked out in the end.

Wheeler: What in holy fucking Christ are you talking about? How did it all "work out" in the end?

Stone Cold: One of my Onslaught guys still won the Melee. In the end, Shawn Greene came through for the team.

Wheeler: Fuck Shawn Greene! That isn't the point! Point is, I took that old hack Nathan Versus out the Melee match. He should have been gone from the ring.

Stone Cold laughs to himself.

Wheeler: What's so funny?

Stone Cold: Son, take it from someone who knows from his own personal experience. Just because someone is thrown out of the ring in a battle royale style match, doesn't mean they'll be gone for good. It's not Shawn Greene's, Nathan Versus', or my fault that you decided to stop watching your back. What do you want from me son?

Wheeler: I want you to make things right. I was gonna be the one to win that Melee. I should be getting that title shot against J-Man! I want the title shot I deserve. I want the title shot you never want to give me! Now give me a title shot!

Stone Cold: You know what would take your mind off the Global Heavyweight title?

Wheeler: A title shot?!

Stone Cold: An exhibition match. Something to get all your frustrations out. So tonight, I'm gonna put you in a one-on-one match against Jimmie Bones.

Wheeler: Who the fuck is that? I don't want a face some nobody. I'm a two-time Global champion dammit!

Stone Cold: Yes yes....we all know that by now.

Wheeler: But.....this isn't fair. What did I do to deserve this?

Stone Cold: Awww....you really want a title shot don't you?

Wheeler: Yes Stone Cold. I really would.

Instead of replying, Stone Cold just sits back in his chair and opens a can beer, completely ignoring Wheeler now. Wheeler begins rubbing the temples of his head, trying to relieve the stress building up.

Wheeler: This can't be happening to me. Why would someone treat their top superstar like this? I deserve vengeance.

Stone Cold: Well then maybe instead of whining to me to fix everything, maybe you should go out and get your vengeance yourself. If I'm not mistaken, isn't that what JD Wheeler normally does?

Wheeler: Well yeah....but how the hell am I suppose to do that? You won't let me in the title scene, and Versus is over on Unleashed. I'm stuck.

Stone Cold: Don't worry. You'll think of something. In the meantime, I suggest you go get ready for your match tonight.

Wheeler: Fine then I guess this Boner guy will have to do for now. Boner....hmph....was there just no kennel that would take this guy in for ya?

Stone Cold: Save the insults for someone who cares.

Wheeler: (To himself) I bet your ex-wives tell you the same thing.

Camera fades to black.

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RECORDED EARLIER IN THE DAY

The camera comes into focus as a car pulls into the parking lot at Onslaught. The car stops in a space, as Matt Downing steps out of the drivers seat. He quickly rushes past the camera, wearing his training gear and carrying his wrestling gear in his bag. He pushes through the arena doors and into the lockeroom, and heads straight for a door with the sign 'GM' on it. He knocks on the door, as he hears 'come in' and responds by opening the door, walking inside and closing the door just enough so that the camera can peep through into the room. Downing approaches Stone Cold, who is sat as he usually is, with his feet up on the desk and a cold beer standing at the side. Austin ackowleges Downing, as Matt nods back to him and sats down. Austin smiles, as he see's Downing in his training clothes.

Stone Cold: Very good job in the rumble, son.

Downing smiles, reassured by Austins praise.

Stone Cold: You lasted for over 15 minutes, which isn't bad for a rookie.

Downing: Thank you, If it wasn't for Novaho...

Stone Cold: You may have lasted the whole way, I know. But nevertheless, you didn't, and I have to address that issue.

Downing: By giving me a match with Novaho?

Stone Cold: No, I have something special planned for him tonight. You, on the other hand, have the night off.

Downing: What?!

Downing slams his bag on the floor and stands up.

Stone Cold: I understand you're concerns, son. But I have already booked Jerome in a match tonight against T-Rex and I can't seem to find an opponent for you this week. Sorry.

Downing: Didn't I prove what I said I would in that match? I matched and outlasted some of the best that CCW has to offer out there last week...

Stone Cold: Nevertheless, you have the night off, son. Now leave my office.

Downing sighs heavily, as he picks up his bag and slowly makes his way towards the camera and out of the office, slamming the door shut on his way out. He storms into the gym area of the arena and starts to furiously lift weights, as he spots Jerome Novaho making his way through the doors after him. Novaho see's Matt and grunts at him, looking away and making his way to a weight machine at the far end of the gym. Downing shrugs his shoulders, and goes back to weights, as Jerome makes his way over to the machine next to him.

Novaho: You have a match tonight?

Downing: No...

Novaho: I guessed. What a pity that I am being given recognition for the work I put in last week and you arn't. What a shame. Maybe if you try harder next time...

Downing: Yeah, yeah. Don't you have something better to do with you're time?

Novaho: You know, you could have been the winner if it wasn't for me. I stopped you from winning that match. Good for me, huh?

Downing: Don't you have a match to prepare for?

Novaho: Yeah I do. Hey, you know what, you should watch me beating Rex tonight. Maybe you'll learn something.

Novaho makes his way out of the gym, as he dissappears into his lockeroom.

Downing: Austin!

Matt punches a locker next to the machine, as the camera fades to black.

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Camera opens on a shot of Full Metal Jack, Steve Corona, Danny Ray, and the returning Amy Wheeler in the DJ locker room.

Amy: So besides Jack earning himself a shot at the American title, no one's really told me what's been going on since I've been absent.

Steve: Oh well lets see, we just found out that Danny sucks at battle royales.

Danny: You wanna go right now?!

Steve: Bring it!

While the fists fly between Danny and Steve, Amy turns her attention to Jack.

Amy: Looks like things have been pretty normal.

FMJ: Pretty much.

Amy: What about JD?

FMJ: Do you really have to ask?

Amy: Not good huh?

FMJ: You haven't been gone that long. But speaking of JD, I need your advice. I've got that big title shot against Chris 6yxx at Night of the Immortals and JD knows about title matches. What would be the best way to approach him for advice?

Amy: You know, I've been in title matches too.

FMJ: Good point, but JD's won a title match.

Amy: So have I!

FMJ: Yeah, but he's won more title matches than you.

Amy shakes her head and rubs her forehead for a couple of moments.

Amy: Nevermind. OK then, if you really need to approach him, the best time would be when he's in a good mood.

Suddenly, the door swings open and hits the wall hard.

JD: WHY CAN'T THE WORLD JUST DIE?!!!!!

JD Wheeler walks into the room and slams the door shut.

Amy: (To Jack) Hey, so far so good. (To JD) Guess who's back? Miss me JD?

JD: With every bullet so far.

Upon hearing himself say this, JD calms himself down.

JD: Sorry. Yeah I missed you. Welcome back.

JD starts to walk over towards Amy until he spots Danny and Steve fighting on the floor in front of him.

JD: Hey Danny. Hey Steve. Excuse me. Gotta get through.

Danny and Steve: Hey JD.

JD steps over the two as they continue fighting. JD heads over to Amy and gives her quick hug.

FMJ: So what going on now?

JD: Oh it's that damn Stone Cold. Apparently he and his beer gut decided to put me in a pointless match against some Boner guy.

FMJ: So he wouldn't give you a match against J-Man huh? You know, that actually doesn't surprise me.

JD: Yeah yeah yeah. The gods must be pointing and laughing down upon me. I guess they're having another heated round of Top That with JD Wheeler. One god said let's kill his brother. Another said let's make him think it was his fault. To top that, one god said oh let's have him arrested on 20 separate occasions. Probably my all time favorite was thought up by one god who was most likely in a euphoric drunken state of mind that suggested: Hey, how about we give him the Heavyweight title he's always wanted, but before he gets it, we'll have him lose to Ryan Davis. They sure do have fun.

JD sits down in a nearby chair.

Amy: That's all fascinating, but we've got something more important to talk about. Jack needs some help.

JD: What the hell could he possibly need help with? He's already got the title shot. Believe me, that's the hard part.

FMJ: Yeah, but I've never been in a title match before. You seem to know the secret to them. How can I win against Chris 6yxx? How do you always defeat your opponents?

JD smiles with his ego getting inflated and all.

JD: Well that's true, I am that great aren't I? It's very simple Jack. All you have to do is get inside 6yxx's head between now and Night of the Immortals.

FMJ: OK.....but his head is pretty small. I don't think I could even get my foot in there.

JD: Not literally Jack! You make him and the fans think he can't possibly win. You make sure fans stick with you during the match and you'll eat him for lunch.

Jack goes to say something.

JD: Not literally eat him.

FMJ: Oh....

JD: Just show everyone why you would be a better American champion than 6yxx.

Suddenly, a light goes off in Jack's head.....now there's something new.

FMJ: I see.....show the people of America I'm a better American than 6yxx.

JD: Uh...no Jack. I said a better American champ...

FMJ: (Interrupting) Only a true American can hold the American championship. It's so simple. I need to be the embodiment of America is about.

JD: Actually, you don't have to take it that far.....

FMJ: (Still ignoring JD) I'll get on it right away! Thanks JD. That American championship is mine!

Jack heads out the door....well first he had to step around Danny and Steve who are still going at it.

JD: Well this should be good.

Amy: I'm surprised he knew the word 'embodiment'.

Camera fades to black.

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The Crowd are waiting patiently for the next match of the evening when the camera cut to the broadcast team.

Mathews: "Last Sunday JD Wheeler drew a late number in the Melee match and eliminated possibly the biggest favourite of the match.... Nathan Versus, Versus then re-entered the ring to eliminate Wheeler, a little unfair don't you think Dean?"

Malenko: "Well the referee's let it happen so it's their fault really"

Mathews: "So tonight JD Wheeler will be looking to dish out some of his frustrations on someone and that man is the 6 foot 11 inches tall, mean bastard called Jimmie Bones"

After Jimmie's name has been mentioned "Bad To The Bone" is heard to an instant bad reception from the crowd, Jimmie makes his way out slowly to the top of the stage and looks out to the fans around the arena briefly before focusing down onto the ring and walking on down the ramp.

Bruce Buffer: "Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for a one fall, making his way to the ring first, from Detroit, Michigan.... weighing in at 328 pounds.... Jimmie Bones!!!"

The crowd boo at their loudest once Jimmie's name has been announced, he climbs into the ring and does a few stretches before turning back towards the ramp and faces it in a crouched ready position for his opponent, "Bad to the Bone" fades out and the crowd are ready and on their feet ready to pop for the fan favourite of Onslaught, they are left waiting for what seems like an eternity until finally Drowning Pools "Bodies" booms out and echoes around the arena to a tremendous pop from the crowd, JD Wheeler then walks to the crowd, the roars get a little louder when they see their hero coming out to the top of the ramp, but today, Wheeler is all business, his focus purely on the ring, he fists are clenched tight, and he grits his teeth, looking to punish Bones.

Buffer: "And his opponent from Dallas, Texas.... weighing in at 198 pounds.... JD Wheeler!!"

The crowd show their adoration to Wheeler with chants and cheers but the two time former Global Champion is almost ignorant of the cheers and just continues to walk down towards the ring, he speeds up on his way down the ramp and slides into the ring, he gets up immeadiately and attacks Bones with some hard shots to the face, Bones tries to block them, but to no effect, Wheeler keeps laying in shots getting an early advantage, he forces Bones back to the ropes where Wheeler knees the big man in the gut and whips him, but Bones reverses the whip, sending Wheeler to the ropes, on the return Wheeler hits a Spinning Heel Kick that knocks Bones down.

Jimmie gets back to his feet only to receive a kick to the gut and be forced back to the ropes again, Wheeler whips Bones again, but Jimmie couldn't reverse it this time, Jimmie rebounds off the ropes and attempts a Big Boot on Wheeler, but the savvy JD ducks it just in time and turns around to face the back of Jimmie Bones, he lands a Reverse DDT on Jimmie and goes for a cover.

1....

The refs hand doesnt reach the mat for a second time before Bones's arm shoots off the mat to break the pinfall attempt, Wheeler gets back to his feet and lays a few stomps on Jimmie before raising him back to his feet, Wheeler then grips Bones from the side and hits a Russian Leg Sweep before keeping Bones grounded by rolling him over and locking in an STF, Bones looks around for a way out and spots a nearby rope, he stretches out but is easily more than a foot away, the referee asks him does he want to give up but Bones refuses, instead the big man manages to get a foot down on the mat and starts to lift himself to full height again.

Mathews: "Oh my god, how strong is Jimmie Bones?"

Wheeler lets go of the hold on Bones in surprise and looks amazed but doesn't hang around, he then lays some kicks to Bones legs, Jimmie tries to stop Wheeler with a few shots but Wheeler proves to be too quick for him, so he retreats back to a corner, Wheeler follows him and goes for a turnbuckle clothesline but Bones raises an elbow to Wheeler head knocking the former champion back to the centre of the ring, Bones then quickly changes defence to offence when he slams Wheeler with a DDT, to shift the momentum of the match. once down on the mat, Wheeler is beatdown upon by Bones who is using a variety of Kicks, punches and drops on Wheeler, once satisfied that Wheeler is incapable of fighting back, Bones puts the Dallas Native between his legs and lifts him up to slam him down for a Powerbomb, Bones covers.

1....


2....


No! Wheeler kicks out of the pin and tries to get back up again, but Bones puts him down again with an elbow strike to the face, Bones looks to lock in a Triangle Hold on Wheeler but JD finds a way to roll out of it and put Bones in a School Boy, Jimmie struggles and beats his way out of the pin before the ref can even make a count, slightly annoyed, Bones picks up Wheeler by the throat and tosses him into a nearby turnbuckle, Bones then keeps Wheeler at arms length while laying in some body punches, the crowd start a "Bones Sucks" chant, but as usual it has no effect on the large man who continues to keep Wheeler pinned in the corner, Bones shoulder thrusts Wheeler into the turnbuckle a few times which causes JD to slip down the turnbuckle into a seated position, Bones then uses his absolutely huge boot accross the much smaller neck of Wheeler, Bones uses the ropes for leverage while he tries to strangle the source of Wheeler Fever, but the referee intervenes and stops Bones from using the ropes and breaks the stanglehold, Bones then lifts Wheeler up and throws him back to the corner for a few more shots before Whipping him to the opposite turnbuckle and chasing him down for a Big Splash, but Wheeler bounces away from the turnbuckle causing Bones to land front first into the corner, Wheeler then springs to life and continues his momentum to the ropes facing Bones and rebounds off them to close in on Jimmie, but the Detroit native is ready and waiting and lifts his foot to deliver a punishing Big Boot that makes Wheeler flip around in the air.

Seeing that Wheeler is totally out of it, Bones brings a groggy Wheeler to his feet and lifts the much smaller man onto his shoulders and lets him slide down his front, ready for a Piledriver, Wheeler however suddenly comes to a realisation of where he is, he kicks Jimmie in the head a couple of times to free his legs and then uses his hands to land on and roll himself back to his feet again, the crowd let out a huge cheer as Wheeler then signals for the "Wheelin' and Dealin'", he waits for Bones to get back to his feet and lands a Drill Kick to Bones, he then goes up to the top rope and looks to finish things with the move that has taken down so many men, he launches off the turnbuckle and aims for Bones, Jimmie however pulls on the ropes nearby to make Wheeler 1/2 miss the 450 splash that is his finisher and take the brunt of the attack himself, Bones then uses the same rope to help himself up again.

Malenko: "That is smart thinking from Jimmie, he knew Wheeler was incoming and pulled himself to safety as fast as he could, sure, he got hit anyway, but Wheeler took more damage."

Jimmie who is fed up with the match calls for the "Reelin' And Rockin'", to which the crowd try to warn Wheeler with shouts and boo's on Bones, but its too late, Wheeler gets to his feet again and walks right into Bones who lifts him up into an F5 position and slams him back down to the mat and drilling Wheeler into the mat in front of Bones, Jimmie then goes for the cover.

1....


2....


No! Wheeler gets a foot onto the ropes nearby and breaks the pinfall, Bones is clearly frustrated and climbs out of the ring, he pulls the timekeeper of a chair and takes the chair back to the ring and tries to enter with it, the referee stops him and tries to take the chair off him, he eventually pulls it free from Bones and knocks the the big guy off balance, Wheeler is waiting behind for a School Boy rollup.

1....


2....


No! Bones manages to get out of the predicament, he starts to get back to his feet where Wheeler is ready and waiting to deliver a Reality Check, he does so to the delight of the fans and just as he's about to go for a cover the lights go out and the familiar tune of "Blood, Milk and Sky" plays, to which the fans have a mixed reaction to, some are shouting Versus chants where others are boo'ing in response to what Versus done to Wheeler at Resurrection, after only a few moments of the music playing, it stops and the lights come back on, Wheeler is looking puzzled at the entrance ramp, little does he know that Jimmie Bones is standing back up behind him, Wheeler turns around and walks into yet another Reelin' And Rockin' from Bones, but this time he lands right in the middle of the ring, Bones is quick into a cover.


1....


2....


3!!!


Bruce Buffer: "And here is your winner by pinfall, Jimmie Bones!!"

Jimmie rolls out of the ring with a satisfied look on his face, Wheeler comes around few moments later, with a confused look on his face, Bones looks back and points at Wheeler.

Mathews: "Was this all of Jimmie Bones plan? Did he set off Nathan Versus Music?"

Malenko: "I don't know Josh but whoever it is, will surely not hear the end of it, if I know JD Wheeler he will persue this endlessly."

Wheeler looks out into the crowd, then shrugs his shoulders, clearly confused as to what has just gone on.

Mathews: "We have to cut to a commercial break, when we come back, the main event of J-Man vs Marcus Knight for the Global Title is next!!"

The camera fades out.

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The camera opens on David, Danny and Crissy Lord looking back while they're all smiles. David raises the mic as he addresses the booing crowd.

David: I bet you're all wondering why we helped out bitter rivals Ryan Kage and Kris Kain win the World Tag Team belts at Resurrection.

Upon hearing the names of Khaos, the crowd cheers.

David: It's really a simple and interesting reason....

The reason is...... NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS!

The crowd reacts by booing again.

David: You see, we don't have to explain ourselves to anyone. Not Khaos, not Team Punishment. Hell, not even the General Manager Stone Cold Steve Austin. I'm sure you're no doubt asking yourself why we don't have to explain ourselves.

Well, the answer to that is also simple - it's because everyone who needs to know already does.

So, to all of your internet marks who run around and say "Oh, the Lords are more afraid of Team Punishment than Khaos." "Oh, I've never seen a real woman naked, but I have seen Crissy Lord nude online." *Crissy gets kind of uncomfortable* I say this - you know NOTHING!

David drops the mic and all three walk off camera.

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The scene: backstage at the arena. Marcus Knight, dressed to the 9's in Armani as usual, walks down tha hallway, when he's accosted by Dean Stewart. Removing his shades, Knight flashes him a sly grin.

Knight: Dino, my brotha!

Knight extends his hand; a slightly befuddled Stewart reciprocates.

Knight: I ain't seen you around here, man, you been taking a vacation?

Stewart: No, actually it was, uh, you who . . . Anyway, last Sunday, you made one of the most eventful returns to the ring in this sport's history, yet failed to take the belt . . .

Knight: Yes, Yes, I know, I know, I've heard it all before. All the little people -J-Man, the fans, you- aren't sure if I've still got it. But people, please- Marcus Knight is far too rich and too sexy for your pity!

This isn't some sad story of an athlete cut down in his prime; I am not Bo Jackson or Gale Sayers. A lesser man might've spent the last few months sulking and worrying, but me? It's been la dolce vida, baby: photo shoots, fine women, and becoming leaner and meaner than ever!

You see, it's a brand new year, Dino. 06 was nice, but 07: it's gonna be the smoothest one yet. So I've taken this opportunity to start all new. Last year's memories: gone. Those two broads that followed me everywhere: kicked them to the curb. Last year's suits: hell, those are gone too; I'm all fresh, kid.

So to kick things off, I'm gonna stroll on out tonight like I own the place, and I'm gonna take back the gold that only I am fit to hold. Tonight: I remind all the masses just why I'm the Black Debonair who makes all the people stare, the man who's silky smooth with all the right moves: I am Marcus Knight . . .

. . . and it's sho'nuff time to kick some ass!

With that, Knight slides his shades back on, and resumes walking down the hallway.

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The camera buzzes with life as it pans around the arena at all the fans. After a moment or two it settles in on the ring announcer.

Buffer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is your Onslaught main event of the evening.

"Smooth Operator" by Sade begins to play around the arena as the crowd begins to boo and jeer very loudly as Marcus Knight begins to make his way to the ring. Knight as usual walks out in his wrestling robes and he gets down to the bottom of the ramp he stops to stroke his beard. The crowd only begin to boo louder as "The Smooth Operator" enters the ring.

Buffer: Introducing first, weighing in at 235 lbs and hailing from Washington D.C. He is the challenger. "The Smooth Operator" Marcus Knight.

As his name is announced the crowd begin to boo once more as Knight begins to trash talk the crowd. "Spitfire" by Prodigy hits the arena and then all the boos turns to cheers as the crowd wait to see their Global Heavyweight Champion. J-Man slowly walks to top of the Ramp and points around the crowd at either side of the ramp and gradually brings his hands together to point towards the ring, a small shot of pyro shoots out from behind him and he runs to the ring and slides in the championship belt gets taken off on the way down and put into his hand, he then climbs a turnbuckle and holds his arms out like Y2J does at the top of the ramp.

Buffer: And his opponent from Toronto, Canada. Weighing in at 248lbs, he is the current reigning and defending CCW Global Heavyweight Champion, J-Man!

The crowd erupt once more as the champions name is announce. However as soon as Buffer leaves the ring and the bell sounds J-Man runs straight for Knight taking him down with a Spear and afterwards punching him repeatedly in the head.

Matthews: Holy cow! The champion is wasting little time here tonight. He looks as if he is wanting to end "The Smooth Operator" here tonight once and for all.

Malenko: No doubt there Josh, after what these two have been through recently it doesn't surprise me at all.

J-Man quickly gets back to his feet and show boats to the crowd making them begin to cheer once more. As the camera turns to look at Knight you can see he is stunned at what just happened as he uses the ropes to help him back to his feet. J-Man then turns and runs at Knight as he sees him try to get back up. Knight quickly shifts the momentum however with a perfectly placed Spinebuster on the champion. As J-Man crashed to the mat you can tell the wind has been knocked out of him. Knight gets back to his feet and rolls out of the ring to catch his breath.

Matthews: WOW! What a start to this match so fast and furious.

After compsing himself, Knight climbs back into the ring and heads for J-Man who is also starting to get back to his feet. After a quick boot to J-Man's mid-section from Knight, he hooks his arms around the champion's waste and hoistes him over head for a nice Belly-toBelly Suplex. Knight then goes for the first cover of the match.

ONE...

TWO...

J-Man kicks out.

Knight thinks about complaining to the ref but instead picks up his foe and Irish Whips him into the corner. Knight then starts to send punches to the face of J-Man. Right, left, right, left. The referee begins to count to to 5 and Knight stops the punches at 4. Afterwards J-Man slumps down in the corner as he falls from all the punches. Knight begins to showboat to the crowd and as expected they begin to boo and jeer him once more.

Malenko: Well after a fast paced start to this match it looks as though Knight is now firmly in control.

Matthews: I'm afraid I would have to agree with you there.

Knight now begins to walk back over to the corner and begins to pick J-Man back up to his feet. However on his way back up J-Man manages to shake off the arms of Knight and start to stomp him but Knight quickly thumbs J-Man in the eye. The referee starts to have a go at Knight but he ignores him. Knight now begins to work on J-Man in the corner once more as he sits J-Man up on the top rope. Knight now climbs to the top as well and tries to go for a Superplex. However as Knight tries to pull J-Man over, J-Man uses his free arm to hook the rope. Knight continues to try and heave J-Man over but he doesn't budge. J-Man then seizes the oppurtunity and punches Knight in the gut. Knight becomes winded for a split second but that is all the champion needs as he hooks his arm around the head of Knight and uses his momentum to jump and crash Knight now with a DDT. The sound of "Holy Shit" chants can now be heard echoing throughout the arena.

Matthews: OH MY GOD! Did you just see that? I DDT all the way from the top.

Malenko: Listen to these fans Josh. Holy Shit indeed.

Back in the ring J-Man uses waht strengh he has to fall over for the pin.

ONE...

TWO...

THR...

Knight gets a foot on the nearby rope.

The crowd are stunned as Knight manages to get his foot to the rope. J-Man now sits up with a look of disbelief on his face. However instead or moaning he rises up and brings Knight with him before moving to the back of Knight and hitting the J-ustice Served. Instead of going for the pin though, J-Man picks up Knight again and Irish Whips him. Knight runs back to face J-Man who is looking for a Clothesline but Knight ducks and cannons off of the opposite ropes. J-Man goes for another Clothesline but yet agin Knight ducks but this time instead on running on he puts on the brakes and waits for J-Man to turn. As J-Man turns he is met by a vicious boot to the gut before Knight uses what strengh he has and hits J-Man with a Fisherman Suplex. Knight goes for the win.

ONE...

TWO...

THRE...

J-Man kicks out.

Knight can't believe J-Man got out of it. Knight quickly picks up and J-Man and signals for the The Chocolate Bomb. However he wastes to much time and recieves a hard punch to the the jaw from J-Man. The blow knocks Knight down the mat hard and then J-Man quickly exits the ring.

Malenko: What the hell is out champion doing now?

J-Man is now seen walking over to the time keepers table. J-Man grabs the time keeper and throws him to the mat before picking up the stell chair he was sitting on.

Matthews: Now hold on a monent there J-Man. Our champion wouldn't stoop this low would he?

J-Man now climbs back into the ring with the chair in hand. He then lines it up to hit Knight in the back as he is still laying on the mat. As J-Man lifts up the chair the referee grabs it and begins to lecture J-Man. J-Man throws the referee into the corner and turns to get Knight once more. Knight is now slowly getting back to his feet, but once there....

CRACK!!!

J-Man lands the chair over the skull of Knight. With this the referee calls for the bell.

Matthews: What the hell is J-Man thinking here? He's just got himself disqualified.

Malenko: One word Josh, Revenge!

Buffer: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match by way of disqualification, "The Smooth Operator" Marcus Knight!

Back in the ring J-Man is standing over the fallen Knight talking trash to him. J-Man goes to leave the ring but notices the now Knight is starting to get back up. J-Man takes the chair again and...

CRACK!!!

Knight falls to the mat again but this time he has been busted wide open. J-Man now repeatedly hits Knight with the chair to keep him down. The referee has to call for the EMTs to comes to the ring to check on the blooded Knight. With this J-Man exits the ring and the camera zooms in to see a sick demented grin on the face of the champion.

Mathews: Ladies and gentlemen, we've had quite the evening! I hope you've enjoy this episode of Onslaught. Join us here next week, my friends, you're sure to get a smile... On behalf of Dean Malenko and everyone here at Onslaught, I'm Josh Mathews saying 'Good fight, good night!'"

The camera then goes back to look at the blooded Knight before the scene fades bring another edition on Onslaught to a close.