Hardcore Chaos

Results of Hardcore Chaos 2008:

A NEW ERA!........ A NEW GENERATION OF WRESTLING.......... UNDISPUTED........ WRESTLING............... ALLIANCE......... PRESENTS............ HARDCORE CHAOS!

Jessica’s music hits

“ Making her way into the ring from Dallas, Texas, weighing in at 129 pounds, Jessie!”

She comes out and walks out to the ring and jumps on the turnbuckle and raises her right hand, and then she lays on the ring

Christina Lust’s music hits

“And her opponent, from the Depths of Hell, weighing in at 160 pounds, Christina Lust!”

She comes out onto to the ring and does a split on the ring.

Ding ding ding

They get into a grapple, and Christina counters into a neck breaker, she picks up Jessie and throws her against the ropes and she comes flying back at her. Christina sets up for a face buster, but Jessie counters into a DDT. Jessie pumps up the crowd, and when Christina gets up Jessie tries to suplex her but her back gives out. Christina retaliates and Mick kicks Jessie, she goes straight for the pin. 1 2 Kick Out!

RC: Ooo, this match is getting of to a good start, I love our divas

Christina pulls Jessie off the ground and leg sweeps her, Jessie jumps back out a starts wailing punches, and sending Christina over the ropes.

JL: We know you like the divas, but their flying all over the place

Jessie climbs up the top rope and aims for Christina, jumps off and does a suicide dive. They both look like their out cold

RC: Oh no the Divas look like they just fell off a moving train.

Jessie moves her arm over Christina, the ref slides out of the ring and counts 1 2 Kickout!

JL: Close count, we could have a had a new Women’s’ Champion.

Jessie and Christina slowly get up and Jessie grapples her, but Christina throws Jessie against the Steel Steps. Christina sees that Jessie injured her arm, she focuses on Jessie arm and throws it against the barricade. Christina lifts up Jessie and suplexes. Jessie holds onto her arm, but Christiana picks up Jessie. Jessie counters into a DDT, she goes for the pin. 1 2 Thr… Kick Out!

RC: That was so close, and Jessie looks like she injured her arm.

Jessie tries not to use her arm to much and leg drops Christina. Jessie pulls her up, and Christina counters they grapple and pull each other over the announcers table.

JL: Whoa, there right next to us

RC: Is that a bad thing Jake?

Jessie tries to lift up Christina but her arm hurts to much. Christina counters and suplexes Jessie into the table, and it breaks in half. Jessie looks like she is out cold.

RC: A diva just went through our table, and I loved it

Christina pushes through the broken table and tries to pin Jessie, but the crowd starts to talk about someone on the ramp. Christina gets up and Jessie is still unmoved, Christina looks up and sees Miss Vain. Christian is enraged with anger and starts to yell a her. Miss Vain picks up a microphone and speaks.

Vain: Who, this match is soooo lame, you guys don’t even have me in this match. To scared, and soo last season. I will be the Women’s champion, maybe not here, but at Bad Blood I will be.

Christia is paying attention to Miss Vain, and Jessie sneaks up behind her and tries to her finisher the Up and Out. But Christina counters and does her finisher inverted DDT. And goes for the pin while, Miss Vain is still watching. 1 2 3 “And your winner and the new Women’s Champion, Christina Lust!”

RC: Wonderful match, and I see a match with, Miss Vain and Christina in the near future

JL: She does have lots of potential


 * The camera cuts backstage...and we see Lyla Porter wearing a red dress that leaves little to the imagination holding a mic. The guys start whistling like crazy.*

Porter: Ladies and gentlemen, I give you my guest for this evening, Apocalypse.


 * Apocalypse appears on camera. He is wearing his wrestling attire and we hear the fans jeer the man heavily.*

Porter: How does it feel to face the man who made you tap out earlier this week?


 * Apoc's face goes from expressionless to a bit taxed and angry as the fans apparently catch on and chant 'You tapped out' toward him. Apoc softly, but firmly takes the mic from Porter to not be rude to her...*

Apocalypse: Number one...shut the hell up.


 * The fans then start booing like crazy toward Apocalypse after his comment toward them. Porter then asks for the mic back and Apoc lets her say her mind.*

Porter: That was awfully rude of you...


 * Apoc then makes eye contact with Porter and then answers her question in a very serious tone.*

Apocalypse: How does it feel? Look at my eyes, Miss Porter. They are blood-shot...with dark circles underneath them. That is one of the reasons I can't sleep at night. My pride was raped that day...so...tonight...Akira...as far as I'm concerned this issue is between you and me...


 * The fans interrupt Apocalypse's speech with an 'Asshole' chant directed toward him. Apoc turns to the camera getting very red in the face, completely irate at the fans and starts shouting vulgaricly toward them.*

Apocalypse: Damn it, will you fucking cunts just SHUT THE FUCK UP!? No wonder you can't get layed...you are so desperate trying to get into my personal life...the girls here are so trashy that they make getto-sluts look like virgins, and the dudes are so stupid, one of them asked me if a hot dog was motherfucking Mexican food. Are you douche bags THAT stupid!? Fuck this city.


 * The fans boo Apocalypse again...and Apoc cuts them off before they can get a chant going..*

Apocalypse: You people will NEVER understand my position on why I am they way that I am...but enough about you cum lickers...


 * Apoc stops yelling and his voice starts to get serious once more...the fans still jeering but not quite as loudly...sounding slightly demoralized...*

Apocalypse: Akira...your on an ego trip ever since defeating me...but you will go crashing back down to the ground...as the miserable cold arms of defeat start to reach for your soul...now...all I have left to say is this...when it comes for you to deal with the wrath of the Apocalypse.


 * Apoc then looks directly at Porter when he says his final words.*

Apocalypse: It's time.


 * Apocalypse then walks off camera to end the interview*

AC: This next match will be between Synn and Abdullah the Bear, for the X-treme Championship. Synn won the title earlier this week and now he will be putting it on the line in a ladder match.

JP: Here we go!

(The Russian National Anthem starts playing and the crowd starts to boo. Abdullah the Beat walks down the ring wearing a Russian flag around him. He gets into the ring and punches his just a few times. He points at the ladder outside the ring and then points up at the title hanging above.)

(Wait and Bleed by Slipknot starts playing as green light seems to explode out of nowhere, he walks down the ramp slowly and enters the ring. He looks up at his title)

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Both wrestlers circle around the ring a few times then get into a tie-up. Abdullah kicks Synn in the gut and tries to get a DDT but Synn throws Abdullah’s legs over his head and hits a Northern Lights Suplex. Synn tires to get the ladder but Abdullah gets up and keeps him in the ring. He Irish Whips him across the ring and hits a closeline. Then he heads out of the ring towards the ladder. He closes the ladder then slides it into the ring. Synn is getting up while Abdullah sets up the ladder. They both start climbing each side until they meet at the top. Abdullah gets the first punch knocking Synn down a step, but he strikes back with a harder punch. Abdullah steps back up and grab Synn’s neck. Then he hits a DDT knocking both of them into the canvas.

Brooke Jones: Hello everyone my guest tonight is Echo, Echo how do you feel about not having a match tonight at Hardcore Chaos

Echo: Ha, the other stars are too scared to face me. I mean I’m the real hardcore unlike anyone else here in UWA.

Brooke: What makes…..

Echo: Shut up I wasn’t done! As I was saying the Ladder Match tonight is nothing compared of what I would do if I could get my hands on them and take that title away from him. He would have been lying on the canvas busted open barley even breathing trying to stop me from grabbing that title but he can’t because he can’t move.

Brooke: So are you challenging our champion?

Echo: Are you stupid? I thought I made it pretty damn clear! Yes!

Brooke: Sorry!

Echo: I don’t care what I have to do end someone’s winning streak, interfere during matches, or just beat my opponents until the can’t walk, I want my title shot! And as for not being on Hardcore Chaos… You all are damn lucky I’m not having match.

Brooke: Uh, thanks?

(Echo pushes down the TV screen behind him furious about not having a match. He continues to raise hell as he walks back to his locker room.)

Commerical for Bad Blood

JP: What a move and it looks like Synn is out, but it also looks like Abdullah took a hit also.

Both wrestlers remain on the ground until Abdullah starts to get up. He picks the ladder up that fell down with them. He stands it back up and climbs a side. He starts to reach for the title but it is to far away. He jumps off and moves it to a different spot. As he starts to climb up Synn comes behind him and German Suplexes Abdullah off the ladder and into the mat. Synn takes the ladder and puts it into a corner of the ring. He stands Abdullah up and Irish whips him into the ladder. Abdullah falls down and rolls out of the ring grabbing his head. Synn takes the ladder from the corner and sets it up where he thinks is the middle. Before he starts climbing he stops and looks at Abdullah which is getting back into the ring. He climbs back down and stands Abdullah up. Abdullah kicks Synn to the gut and then knocks him to the ground with a low blow.

AC: C’mon that’s cheating

JP: Actually there are no rules in this match

Abdullah pushes Synn to the outside and rolls out of the ring with him. He pulls the up the ring curtain and its looking for a weapon. He starts to slide out another ladder but gets caught with a Hell's Fury and is knocked to the ground. Synn finishes pulling the ladder out from under the ring and then slides it into the ring. He gets back into the ring and sets it on the second rope. Abdullah starts to get back into the ring. Synn sets him up in a different corner and starts to kick him. Abdullah kicks him back then grabs Synn’s arm. He starts climbing the ropes going for Old School. He jumps off the rope and connects. Abdullah then gets the first ladder lying on the ground and sets it up with Synn under it. He starts climbing but Synn pushes the side of the ladder up flipping Abdullah onto his back almost throwing him out of the ring. Synn remains on the ground tired but then starts to get up. He takes the ladder from the ropes and sets it up. He looks up at the ladder which is taller than the other and begins to climb. Halfway up Abdullah starts to move. Synn is almost there he can feel his title around his waist again but Abdullah get back into the ring. Abdullah takes the other ladder and throws it at Synn knocking him off and landing on the thrown ladder.

JP: Uh Oh that could have broken some rips or maybe even damaged his spine.

Abdullah slides Synn of the ladder and sets it up close to the other ladder. He makes sure Synn won’t get up by kicking him a few times. Abdullah starts to climb but sees Synn start to move so he climbs off and walks towards Synn. Synn pulls Abdullah’s tights and throws him out of the ring. Then Synn starts heading for the ladder. He climbs up while an angry Abdullah starts climbing the other side. Synn makes it to the top first and starts punching down at Abdullah. Abdullah tries to block them but gets hit in the face a few times. Abdullah surprisingly grabs Synn’s neck and tries to Suplex him. Synn holds onto the ladder and pushes Abdullah off the ladder knocking him outside the ring. Synn reaches up and touches the title but can’t bring it down. He climbs up the last step and takes the title.

JP: He’s got the title! He retains!

Here is your winner and still the X-treme Champion Synn! Synn walks back to the locker room holding his ribs but still holds the X-treme Title up. Abdullah watches him as he leaves so close to taking the title away, but not this time.

Announcer: " The next match is for the UWA Tag Team Titles! And now, making their way to the ring, weighing in at four hundred pounds, C.R.E.A.M!"

C.R.E.A.M's music starts playing, a B-Money an Q-Dolla come out on the rampart, playing it up, pointing to the fans (many of whom boo.) B-money reaches into a burlap sack and throws a handful of twenty dollar bills into the crowd, who then start cheering.

ROBERT: "That's a despicable bunch of people right there. And B-Money and Q-Dolla? Come on. Two of the most unoriginal names in the game."

JAKE: "Yeah Robert, but look; It isn't the name that counts, its how well you perform in the ring. And these two have yet to prove themselves, so look for them to do that tonight."

Announcer: "And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 478 pounds, from Houston Texas, and Ontario Canada, THREAT... AND... DEVIIIIL!"

The announcer is much more enthusiastic about Threat and Devil, and the crowd responds accordingly. Signs with "No Fear" and "The Biggest Threat!" Are held up high. They jog out to the ring, each picking a separate side of the rampart. They give each fan a high five, and at the very end Megathreat stops and signs an autograph with a little boy. They both then slide into the ring and give a little not to Q-Dolla and B-Money. Daredevil goes into the middle of the ring to shake hands with somebody from C.R.E.A.M, and B-Money walks to the center. Instead of shaking Devil's hand, he just spits in it. Daredevil, instead of getting angry, just glares at him and walks back to his corner. Both member sof C.R.E.A.M laugh at Threat and Devil, who stand with their backs turned discussing something.

The bell rings, and all of a sudden, but Megathreat and Daredevil launch huge spears at Q-Dolla and B-Money respectively. Q-Dolla is knocked down, but he keeps throwing punches at Megathreat who took him down. B-Money evades the spear, and throws a kick into Megathreat's side to try and save Q-Dolla.

Megathreat falls over, clutching his side, and as B-Money closes in, Devil throws a chop-block to his knee, bringing him to the ground. Devil then lifts B-Money off the mat, and sets him up to deliver a suplex. Devil hits it, and B-Money writhes in agony.

The ref forces Megathreat and Q-Dolla out of the ring, and B-Money and Devil square off, now both on their feet. They lock up, and surprisingly Money gets the advantage. He grabs Devil's head and knee, and fires a fisherman suplex. Money gets up quickly, but he's wandered too close to Threat & Devil's side. Megathreat yanks hard on Money's shoe, and Money falls to his knee's, buying Daredevil valuable time. Devil capitalizes by delivering a falling elbow drop to Money's head. Money goes down hard, and Daredevil tags Megathreat who slides in. Together, they stand up Money, and Devil holds him around the waist. Megathreat backs up, and delivers a Super Kick to Money, who is then German Suplexed almost across the ring. The crowd is roaring, as Megathreat walks over to the corner.

Dolla tags in, and Money rolls out of the ring, tumbling on to the floor. He's incapacitated, and Threat and Devil both see that Dolla is by himself. They need to capitalize. Megathreat starts going in hard and heavy, first hitting a massive clothesline. Dolla has rested up, and he gets to his feet quickly, but not before Megathreat and land a hard kick to the stomache. Ad Dolla is winded and bends over, Megathreat grabs him around the head and nails a hard DDT. Dolla is down, but Megathreat isn't done. He tags in Devil to do the honors. Devil slides in, and Megathreat slides out.

Devil jumps on top of him and imediatly fires of four mounted punches straight into Dolla's head. B-Money is starting to come around on the outside of the ring. Devil jumps off and drag's Dolla to his feet, and throws him against the ropes. As Dolla comes back, Devil lands a huge Spear, which knocks whatever senses that Dolla had left out. Devil quickly climbs the ropes, and jumps up to the turnbuckle. There, he tussles his hair and signals he's about to use Hell of a Ride. He turns, and right as he's about to flip, B-Money grabs him around the head and suplex's him off the turnbuckle and onto the concrete below. The ref moves his attention to the two downed men.

Megathreat see's his chance, and comes into the ring. He lifts his opponent up high and slams him down on his back, nailing an impressive Rock Bottom. Dolla lay's there motionless, and Megathreat slides out of the ring when the ref turns around. Before the ref can count out Devil, Threat lifts him up and pushes him under the ropes. He then jumps over the ropes, and helps Devil, who's coming too after being knocked nearly senseless from the superplex, over to Dolla, where Devil lays across him. The ref counts: 1... 2... 3!

The bells ring, and Megathreat lifts DareDevil up. The ref raises both of their hands high. He then goes over to the side of the ring as Threat and Devil are celebrating, hugging and what not. Both members of C.R.E.A.M are still down. The ref returns with the belts, which both Threat and Devil hold high, proud of their accomplishment.

The lights in the Fortress go out. On the stage, a circle of silver fire ignites at "O Fortuna" by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra starts to play. Out of the fire rises Akira Kazeyama. The fans in attendance boo. Akira glares at them as he steps out of the fire and begins to walk to the ring. Conspicuous by her absence is Polaris.

Melina Rave: "Introducing first, from Sapporo, Japan, Akira Kazeyama!"

When Akira gets in the ring, a few of the lights come back on. Breaking Benjamin's "Diary of Jane" begins to play. Apocalypse walks out from the back. He rolls into the ring and stares at Akira for a few moments before flipping him off. Apocalypse was already getting some heavy heel heat, but the boos increase when he flips off the fans.

Melina: "Originally from Morgantown, West Virginia, now residing in Toronto, Canada, Apocalypse!"

Lastly, the arena’s lights come back on. "Last Resort" by Papa Roach begins to play as the Doktor comes down to the ringside. He hears a few scattered cheers for his debut. He gets into the ring and climbs a turnbuckle, smiling out at the fans. He points at one of the fans and does a back flip. He glares at his two opponents.

Melina: "And their opponent, from Houston, Texas, Doktor!"

The bell rings and the match begins. Akira points at his two opponents, smirking. He talks a little trash, then puts two fingers against his throat and spits a cloud of yellow mist into the air.

Adam Callaway: "I've been told that's a warning sign from Akira to his opponents."

Jason Parver: "Something tells me that warning will be ignored."

The three men begin to circle in the ring, flinching at each other and looking for an opening. Apocalypse feints at Akira, then turns and slams a fist into Doktor's face. The two begin to brawl, trading punches. Akira watches them for a second, then drops and rolls out of the ring. He chases Melina Rave out of her chair, folds it, and slides back into the ring. He goes to hit Apocalypse in the back, but Apocalypse rolls out of the way of the chair's swing. Doktor punches the flat part of the chair, sending it flying out of Akira's hands. While the Doktor clutches his injured hand, Apocalypse hits the ropes and comes off with a clothesline that sends Akira down. Apocalypse kicks Akira and turns to the Doktor. He executes a perfect spin kick to the Doktor's gut, then lifts the Doktor with a fireman's carry.

Callaway: "Apocalyptic Ending coming up!"

Before Apocalypse can complete the move, the Doktor wiggles out and slides to the mat.

Callaway: "Maybe not."

Doktor stands, standing next to Akira. The two look at each other, then jump and deliver a double dropkick to Apocalypse. Doktor starts to move toward Apocalypse, but Akira hits the opposite ropes. He comes from behind and nails Doktor with a jumping bulldog.

Parver: "There are no friends or alliances here tonight!"

Akira stands at smirks down at the Doktor. He turns and lifts Apocalypse from the mat, then delivers a very quick and crisp pendulum back breaker. Apocalypse arches up in pain when he's released. Akira turns to face Doktor only to catch a running big boot in the face. The crowd cheers a bit. Doktor lifts Apocalypse from the mat and picks him up for a suplex. Apocalypse fights it and gets out of the grapple, backing up against the ropes. Doktor stuns him with a few stiff right hands, backs up, and charges forward with a clothesline that takes both men over the top rope.

Akira slowly stands in the ring, trying to shake off the kick to the face. He looks around and spots Doktor and Apocalypse exchanging punches on the outside. Akira drops and rolls out of the ring on the other side. He grabs another chair and begins to move in on the other two wrestlers.

Callaway: "Akira looking for the right moment to strike! He's like a freaky silver cobra!"

Parver: "Sounds like someone has a man crush!"

Callaway: "Stop being stupid!"

Meanwhile, Apocalypse gets the upper hand by slamming a knee in the Doktor's gut. He executes a neck breaker on Doktor, sending the taller man to the ground in pain. Apocalypse stands and turns around into a brutal chair shot from Akira. Apocalypse staggers backward, holding his face. Akira throws the chair aside and jumps, drop kicking Apocalypse in the face. Akira stands and gloats over Apocalypse. The Doktor comes from behind and rolls Akira into the ring.

Parver: "Oh, Akira must have sensed him coming."

Akira faces the Doktor. The big man charges in, but Akira executes a dropkick to Doktor's left knee. The Doktor goes down, and Akira goes into the ropes. Before he can do anything, though, Doktor stands and levels Akira with a massive clothesline. Apocalypse slowly gets up to the ring apron, but Doktor charges and shoves him off and into the barricade. While Apocalypse crashes, the Doktor takes a few steps backward, admiring his work. Akira sneaks up behind him and quickly surprises him with a Russian leg sweep. Akira floats over into the first pin attempt of the match, but Doktor kicks out at one. Akira glares at him but picks up the first chair. He hits the ring with it and crouches, waiting for the Doktor to stand. When he does, Akira steps forward and slams the chair into the Doktor's forehead. Fortunately for him, Doktor falls out of the ring and well away from both of his opponents.

Callaway: "What a lucky break for Doktor!"

Akira turns and looks at Apocalypse. Apocalypse stares into the ring, wary of the chair. Akira taunts him with the weapon. Apocalypse shakes his head and reaches under the ring. Much to the crowd's delight, he pulls out a table. He sets it up and pushes it against the ring. While he and Akira taunt and talk trash and have a standoff, Doktor stands on the opposite side of the ring. His forehead has a very small cut on it.

Callaway: "Blood! We've got blood!"

Apocalypse and Doktor look at each other from opposite sides of the ring. Akira looks at both of them, ready to swing at either. At the same time, Apocalypse and Doktor slide into the ring. Akira charges at Doktor and tries to smash him with the chair before he can stand. Doktor rolls aside, and the chair hits the mat. Akira drops the chair and shakes his hands in pain.

Parver: "Oh, that's got to sting."

Apocalypse comes up from behind Akira and drops him with a reverse DDT. Apocalypse stands and jumps, coming down on Akira with a knee drop. When he stands, Doktor leaps and drops a leg drop across Akira's chest. Apocalypse gets behind the Doktor and gets him in a waist lock. Doktor grabs Apocalypse's wrist and tries to power out of it. The two struggle for a few seconds. Akira stands and throws yet another dropkick, this one hitting Doktor in the face. Apocalypse immediately jerks him back and executes a beautiful German suplex. The two roll over, stand, and go over in another German suplex. While Akira watches, a third German is executed. Apocalypse releases Doktor after the third. He stands and turns, only to be caught by Akira. Akira tries to hit Apocalypse with a suplex of his own, but he counters it with a few quick elbows to the head.

Parver: "Akira is desperate to get out of this hold."

Callaway: "Desperate my foot! He's just smart."

Apocalypse pushes Akira away, then kicks him in the stomach. Akira gets lifted in a piledriver, but Akira continues the motion and goes for a sunset flip. Apocalypse sits down, pinning Akira, but before the ref can get to two, Doktor comes off the ropes and executes a perfect Shining Wizard. Apocalypse drops and rolls to the edge of the ring, winding up close to the table he set up before. Akira stands and gets rocked by a few punches from Doktor, opening the cut a little more. Akira gets sent into the ropes. Doktor goes into the opposite ropes and goes for another big boot. He misses when Akira ducks and goes into the ropes again. Akira comes off the ropes with a tight somersault. He explodes out of that somersault with a spear that nearly cuts Doktor in half.

Parver: "Oh what impact!"

Callaway: "You've got to love intensity like that. He almost went through the Doktor!"

Akira stands and sees Apocalypse starting to stand. He charges, but Apocalypse backdrops him over the top rope. With perfect balance, Akira repositions himself in air and lands on the ring apron. He throws a punch at Apocalypse, but the punch is blocked. Apocalypse grabs Akira's silver hair and slams his face into the turnbuckle. Akira hangs onto the top rope, stunned. Apocalypse steps through the ropes, kicks Akira in the stomach, and puts his head between his thighs. As the crowd begins to roar for what's coming, Apocalypse lifts Akira and falls backward. With a spectacular crunch, Akira gets piledriven through the table and to the floor below.

Crowd: "UWA! UWA! UWA!"

Parver: "Oh my God, Akira was just decimated!"

Callaway: "That may be more than Akira can come back from."

Apocalypse staggers to his feet and flips off Akira's broken body. He rolls back into the ring and looks at Doktor. Doktor is just now getting to his feet. Apocalypse moves in, but the Doktor kicks him in the stomach and drops him with a double arm DDT. He goes for a cover but only gets a two. The bloody Doktor lifts Apocalypse, but Apocalypse counters with a knee lift. He hits another spin kick to Doktor's stomach, doubling him over. Apocalypse lifts him again, going for the Apocalyptic Ending. He spins Doktor, but the Doktor slips out again. Doktor lifts Apocalypse and hits his own finisher, the TKO! He goes for the cover and the referee gets into position.

1!

2!

2.13!

Parver: "No! As the referee was getting ready to count three, Akira came out of nowhere and pulled him out of the ring!"

Outside the ring, the referee shouts at Akira. Akira ignores him and slides into the ring. Before he can stand, Doktor kicks him in the stomach. He tries to lift Akira for a TKO, but Apocalypse nails Doktor in the man bag with a low blow from behind.

Parver: "It's all legal!"

Callaway: "Oh, you hate to see that happen to any man."

Akira gets dropped while Doktor falls to his knees. Apocalypse gets to his feet and starts to move in on Doktor, but Akira comes from behind and nails a perfect release dragon suplex. Akira stands and nearly falls back into the corner. Breathing very hard, Akira waves toward the back. Almost immediately, Polaris comes out holding a large black cloth bag.

Parver: "So that's where she was!"

Callaway: "And here I was hoping that she's be waiting in my dressing room."

Parver: "What!?"

She gets to ringside and throws the bag in a high arc to Akira. However, before Akira can catch the bag, he gets impaled by a spear from the Doktor. The bag falls harmlessly to the canvas. Doktor stands and raises his fist in double horns to the audience. Apocalypse starts to stand, but the Doktor catches him and executes a face buster suplex.

Parver: "Doktor looks like he's in control!"

The Doktor looks through the proverbial crimson mask at Akira and lifts him. He hoists him up and drops Akira with the Doktor Bomb.

Callaway: "That has to be it!"

The Doktor goes for a pin, but Apocalypse immediately dives in and shoves Doktor off. Apocalypse tries to cover Akira, but Doktor drags him off. The two men exchange punches, Akira slowly rolling away from them. Apocalypse gets the upper hand with an eye poke. He picks up the forgotten chair from the beginning of the match and slams Doktor across the back with it. Tossing the chair aside, Apocalypse lifts Doktor and swings him into a tombstone position.

Parver: "What strength from Apocalypse!"

Callaway: "Something tells me that this isn't going to be your garden variety tombstone!"

Sure enough, Apocalypse moves back to the corner. He steps backward and onto the bottom turnbuckle.

Parver: "No way!"

Callaway: "Things are going from bad to worse for Doktor! I love it!"

As Apocalypse tries to go to the second turnbuckle, Doktor grabs the ropes. He starts to pull and push himself out of position, visibly frustrating Apoc. Before the Doktor can fully escape, however, Apocalypse screams and dives forward, slamming Doktor into the mat with a power slam from the second rope.

Callaway: "Great heads up move from Apocalypse to salvage that situation."

Apocalypse kicks Doktor in frustration, then looks at Akira. Akira is still down, lying very near that black bag from earlier. Apocalypse moves over and grabs the bag, undoing the tie. While Polaris yells at him from the outside, Apocalypse turns the bag over and dumps out hundreds of silver thumbtacks.

Parver: "Is that what Akira had in mind?"

Callaway: "Forget that! The only thing that matters now is what Apocalypse has in mind!"

Apocalypse reaches down and lifts Akira. Apocalypse flips him off again, then goes for the spin kick. Akira catches the kick, bends his knees, and lifts Apocalypse up to his shoulders. Before Apocalypse can struggle, Akira finishes the move and executes a brutal Go 2 Sleep.

Parver: "What a counter! Akira looked nearly dead but he comes back with the Black Materia!"

Callaway: "Yeah, he hit him with a . . . a what!?"

Parver: "Don't ask me! I didn't name the move!"

Akira takes a step forward, obviously wanting to cover Apocalypse, but he doesn't have the energy. He drops to a knee. Out of nowhere, Doktor comes in with a savage kick to the side of Akira's head. Akira spins around and comes to a stop flat on the mat. The Doktor turns away and drags Apocalypse away from the ropes. He quickly locks in an elevated Boston crab.

Parver: "Oh this is terrible for Apocalypse! He takes the Black . . . whatever from Akira and now the Doktor Walls!"

Callaway: "Apocalypse is a tough guy, but he's taken a ton of punishment. Can he get to the ropes?"

With blood covering his face, Doktor sits back and deep on Apocalypse, pouring on the pain. Apocalypse is screaming through grit teeth, clawing at the ring to try and drag himself to the ropes. The crowd is on its feet cheering for Doktor, or at least cheering against Apocalypse.

Parver: "He won't tap out!"

Callaway: "Apocalypse is showing just how tough he is."

Doktor leans back even more, and Apocalypse clenches his fist in pain. The referee is right there, checking for the submission, but Apocalypse shakes his head. In front of the pair, Akira is slowly getting to his feet.

Parver: "Uh oh, the third man in this triple threat is back up!"

Akira looks at Doktor and Apocalypse. He sneers and touches two fingers to his throat. Akira lunges forward, spitting silver Asian mist into the Doktor's bloody face!

Parver: "AG 47! The Doktor left himself wide open on that one!"

Callaway: "AG? Whatever you call it, it's broken the hold!"

Doktor has indeed released the hold. He staggers forward, trying to clear his vision. Akira steps forward and grabs Doktor, turning him around and holding him as if going for a reverse DDT. Instead, he lifts the bigger Doktor in a reverse suplex. Akira pivots and slams Doktor to the mat.

Parver: "Om my God! He just puts Doktor's chest into that bed of thumbtacks!"

Callaway: "Imagine the pain Doktor must be feeling!"

Doktor screams as the hundreds of thumbtacks penetrate his flesh. The camera zooms in on one sticking in his chin. Akira, meanwhile, floats over and locks in a crossface. Akira gets a few thumbtacks stuck into him, but he doesn't seem to notice. He lets out a scream of his own as he pulls back. Polaris is on the outside, pounding the apron with her hand. Apocalypse is still down in one corner of the ring.

Parver: "Dominance and Submission ALPHA! I don't see how Doktor can get out of this one!"

Callaway: "I would like to do a little dominance and submission with Polaris!"

Parver: "That's a mental image I could live without!"

The Doktor tries to hold on, but the pain of the hold combined with the thumbtacks is just too much. Doktor taps out, imbedding thumbtacks into his hand as he does so. The referee calls for the bell.

Parver: "It's over! We have a new champion!"

Akira immediately releases the hold and rolls over. Despite the tacks that are in him, Akira doesn't have the strength to stand.

Melina Rave: "Here is your winner . . . and new International champion, Akira Kazeyama!"

Polaris runs around the ring and grabs the International belt. She rolls into the ring with it and helps Akira to his feet. Akira lifts the belt with one hand, the other held high by Polaris. The crowd gives him heavy boos mixed with some grudging respect applause.

After a few replays of the high spots in the match, a promo for Bad Blood plays.

Kat walks out into the ring with Nick following behind her, Kat’s wearing a red halter top, and has skinny blue jeans on, While, Nick is in a suit, with a striped tie he is carrying a briefcase with something inside of it. Kat walks gracefully up the stairs, and Nick holds the ropes for her while she goes in. Kat starts to talk in her microphone.

Kat: Welcome everyone, I hope you are having a great time at Hardcore Chaos! (Crowd cheers) I have a major announcement to make, as you know I am the new GM of Fury, things are going to change. Starting next Friday, we will have contender matches for the next ppv Bad Blood. But, in the UWA things always are changing if you win your match, you still might not keep your number 1 contender spot for long.

Kat hands the microphone to Nick, he opens up his briefcase and pulls out some papers. He pulls out a yellow paper and begins to speak.

Nick: I am now the assistant GM of Fury, and I also have a few announcements. One, the main event for Fury on the 16th will be, whoever wins the World-Wide Heavyweight title tonight will face Apocalypse, in a one-on-one, non-title match. And whoever loses the match will face Myst in a No DQ match.

Kat: I hope you fans love what we are doing with Fury and tune in this Friday for more action from the UWA superstars.

They both leave the ring but before Kat leaves she throws the microphone to the ground


 * Ding ding ding*

Melina Rave: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the UWA World-Wide Heavyweight Championship!

(The fans pop at the mention of the title)


 * Sinner by Drowning Pool begins to play as the fans give a mixed reaction to the music*

Rave: First, weighing in tonight at two hundred and seventy five pounds...this is RAIDER!


 * Raider appears on the ramp and gets the 50/50 reaction from the crowd, but it is very loud.*

Jason: This man Raider is one half of the first part of our double main eve--

Adam: INCOMING!


 * Steel, not even waiting for his entrance music, jumps Raider on the ramp with a clothesline to the back of his head, sending Raider face first onto the floor. Steel then picks Raider up and tosses him in the ring as the bell rings to make the match offical as he slides in.*

Adam: I love the idea by Steel to try to get the advantage early.

Jason: Damn cheaters.


 * The fans seem split to start. Half start a 'Let's go Raider' chant and the other half start a 'Fuck him up Steel, fuck him up.' chant. Raider and Steel are up and begin a slugfest. Rights, lefts, and then Steel gets the advantage with a rake to the eyes which gets a mixed reaction. Steel then kicks Raider in the gut and goes for a DDT, but Raider gets on his knees and drops Steel with a fireman's carry. He trys to go for a dragon sleeper, but Steel spins out and gets on his feet as does Raider.*

Jason: Turned from a brawl into a modified wrestling match.


 * Steel then ends the wrestling with a european uppercut that floors Raider. Steel trys to drop a knee to Raider's face, but Raider moves. Steel trys to pull himself up, but Raider clotheslines Steel while he is still on his knees folding him up.*

Jason: Good lord, Steel just got bent up like he was in yoga.

Adam: That could be a torn quad and six months of rehab with a nurse named suck-cock.

Jason: You mind explaining that...?

Adam: ...


 * Raider then has complete control by rubbing the soul of his boot to the face of Steel and that doesn't totally please the crowd as they start to boo.*

Adam: Oh to hell with the fans.

Jason: If they're not buying tickets...we're not getting paychecks you know...

Adam: They pay me to speak my mind and I say that these two are having a hell of a start.

Jason: Oh my God, we AGREE on something.


 * Raider picks Steel up and knees him in the gut and goes for a vertical. Steel blocks by using his legs to kick up when he was getting lifted up to land back on his feet...and then snap suplexes Raider to the ground. Raider clutches at his back...but Steel gives him no time to rest, delivering a properly placed senton splash to the gut. He goes for a quick cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Raider kicks out!*

Jason: Our first near fall of the match...


 * Raider holds his ribs as Steel starts a barage of knees to the left side...aiming at the kidney. Raider winces in pain as he trys to roll out of the ring...and he does. Steel rolls out after him and then trys to irish whip him into the steps. Raider then counters...looks like he's gonna irish wh---NO! HE HIPTOSSES STEEL ONTO THE STEEL STAIRS!*

Jason: They're giving these guys a-lot more lee-way in this match because we need to decide a champion...good call ref...though it sickens me to see that display...

Adam: I don't care, that was extreme and I loved it!


 * Steel stays there laying, moaning in pain after being hiptossed. Raider gets on the ring apron...and then runs and JUMPS with a leg drop on Steel sending him to the floor with a thud.*

Jason: Somebody call his momma, he might need to be breast-feed for the rest of his life after that one.

Adam: That line was lamer than the Katie Vick angle...


 * Raider holds his upper right leg for a moment to get more feeling into it as Steel looks glassy-eyed on the floor. Raider tosses Steel into the ring and then he slides in and goes for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

STEEL KICKS OUT!*

Jason: It's gutcheck time for Steel, Raider has all the momentum now.


 * Raider then goes back toward the back with his version of the Walls of Jericho, wrenching back. The fans start a 'Let's go Steel' chant to try to extend the match. Steel is screaming in pain as he starts to claw his way toward the ropes...he raises his hand and goes for the ropes...he finger tips it and---

Raider pulls him back to the center of the ring and wrenches the hold back on!*

Jason: Steel is having a struggle for his life...it's either tap out...or possibly have his back snapped.


 * Steel then gets a second wind and starts crawling back toward the rope...inch by inch...he reaches for them again...and he finally grabs the rope. The ref forces Raider to break the hold.*

Jason: Let it go.


 * Raider refuses and keeps the hold on a few extra seconds until the ref trys to pull him off. Raider then lets go and gives a glare to the ref who backs to the corner.*

Jason: What an ass.

Adam: Yeah, the ref has no right to talk to Raider like that.


 * Raider then sets up in the corner waiting for Steel to get up. He staggers up and Raider charges with a spear. Steel then drop toeholds him into the corner to get some breathing room.*

Jason: This could be the turning point in the match.


 * Raider pulls himself up and Steel startles up...Raider goes for a clothesline, but Steel ducks and then grabs Raider's neck real quick for a neckbreaker! Steel then drops a knee to Raider's face and picks him up, quickening the pace. He drops him back on his ass with a clothesline.*

Jason: Steel is starting to pick up momentum...and the fans are getting behind him.

Adam: Fickle fans...


 * Raider staggers back up, but receives three rights...and then a dropkick to send him back down. Raider pulls himself up again just to receive a kick to the gut from Steel and then that double-arm suplex. The fans are sensing him winning the title with an eruption of cheers.*

Jason: He can do it.


 * Steel is now setting up for his version of his TKO...dubbed JKS...he has him...and HE GOT IT!*

Jason: OUR FIRST WORLD CHAMP FOR FURY! COVER!


 * ONE!

TWO

THR--

WAIT! THE REF GETS PULLED OUT OF THE RING!*

Jason: WHAT THE HELL!? GET A CAMERA ON HIM!


 * We see a man in a black robe shove the ref on his butt. He then slides into the ring.*

Adam: Who the he---


 * The man wearing a black robe then picks Steel up on his shoulders and goes to F-5 him...and after that, he connects with a stunner in mid-air.*

Adam: Oh lord....was that who I think it wa---


 * The man wearing a black robe reveals himself by peering his face from the hood part of the robe and then taking it off. It is...APOCALYPSE!*

Jason: WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!? IT'S APOC!?...but WHY!?


 * Apoc just stares at Steel with that cold expression on his face as Raider begins to stir a little bit at first...and then Apoc just helps Raider up to his feet. Apoc then points to Steel as Raider gets a smile on his face. Apoc then rolls out of the ring and throws the ref in...as Raider sets up for the Raider K and he connects.*

Jason: No...please...no...

Adam: Yes! Haha! I love it.


 * ONE!

TWO!

THREE!*

Rave: Your winner...and NEW World-Wide Heavyweight Champion...RAIDER!


 * The fans begin a 'Fuck you Apoc' chant at first due to him ruining the match.*

Adam: Why did Apoc interfere in that match...though...it was a nice surprise...

Jason: Nice surprise...like getting coal for Christmas...that was a shitty way to end the matc---

Adam: Look at them...Raider raising his hands in the air with the title being put around his waist by the ref...and Apoc is flipping off the fans...and they are throwing beer cans at the ring...

Jason: Apoc just picked one back up and chucked it at the fans...what a jackass.

Adam: I don't know, Jason...you want to do something about it?

Jason: No...I don't want my neck broken...

Adam: I thought so...but what does Raider and Apocalypse have in store for the entire UWA...but...damn it...this was bullshit.

Announcer: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the Match you have been waiting for is set for one fall! Introducing the current Undisputed Champion, standing at six feet two inches and weighting two-hundred and thirty-five pounds, Jake Krons!"

The crowd, which would normally be cheering their heads off for Jake Krons, is conflicted. The room is very quiet as Jake makes his way down the ramp to the sounds of "Down With The Sickness." A slow chant starts up.

CROWD: "seeeeecreeeet, Seeeeecreeeeet, SEEEEECREEEET!"

ROBERT: "Well, you can't say he doesn't deserve this, can you Jake?"

JAKE: "Nope, and I applaud the crowd for what they're doing. I wonder what kind of a reaction we'll get for Death Man?"

Meanwhile, Jake is in the ring, raising his hands, but the crowd keeps chanting. Jake shrugs and shakes his head, a little mystified. You can't hear his voice over the crowd, but you see his lips moving and mouthing "What did I do?" again and again.

ANNOUNCER: "And the challenger, at six-eight and three-hundred pounds, hailing from the Depths of Hell, Death Man!"

As Death Man's music starts to play, a very unexpected thing happened. The crowd actually cheered. Cheered for one of the most hated heels in the history of the UWA.

ROBERT: "What... you can't be serious. I mean, Jake's an arrogant bastard sometimes but cheering for Death Man?"

Even Death Man seemed a little shocked. He actually kind of smiles and starts to wave, when the crowd gasps. Death Man smiles a little wider, thinking they were just surprised to see him smile, when Krons nails him with a hard tackle, knocking Death Man off his feet. The bells sound for the match to begin. The referee comes out and forces Jake to break off and go back to the ring. He starts counting out Death Man, but Death Man is on his feet in a second and runs back toward the ring. He slides under the first rope and is on his feet in seconds. Him and Jake are going at it, throwing hard punches in the middle of the ring.

JAKE: "Look at them go! There was definitely a lot of anger built up over this whole secret brothers business."

Death Man immediately gets the upper hand. He lands a few, hard shots, which stagger Krons. Death man runs back, bounces off the ropes, and goes for a Gore, but Krons side-steps it.

Krons see's Death Man on the floor, and he roars, grabbing Death Man's legs, and sliding his own through.

ROBERT: "And it looks like Krons is going for a Ring's of Saturn! He's just angry, there is no way this hold will stick this early in the match."

JAKE: "Oh, I agree with you there, this is a mistake of passion. Krons just wants to hurt Death Man right now. That might be his downfall later in the match."

Indeed, as they spoke, Death Man rolls out of it, and now Krons is on the floor. Death Man stomps on Jakes arm, which Krons pulls in to his body to protect. Death Man jumps up, looking to drive a knee to Kron's head, but Krons rolls out of the ring. With a fair amount of speed, Krons reaches under the ring and pulls put a chair, which he throws across the ring, to be picked up later. Death Man gets up against the ropes, pointing down and yelling at Krons. As the ref goes to grab the chair and throw it out, Krons capitalizes. He launches a huge uppercut between the legs of Death Man, who gives out a bit of a high pitched squeak and falls to the mat. Krons jumps up to the apron and then over all three ropes.

The crowd forgets that they hate Krons for the moment, and roar happily. Krons strikes a pose, and then starts to drag Death Man up. Death Man is still hurting, but he slaps Kron's hands away. Krons gives Death Man the middle finger and punches him in the stomach. As Death Man bends down, Krons locks his arm around his head and delivers a DDT.

JAKE: "Damn, what a hit!"

Krons, not finished yet, looks to capitalize on this advantage he has. He jumps up the ropes, agile for someone of his size, and holds his hands up. The crowd cheers for him, until Krons flips them the middle finger and jumps off the top rope. Death Man stands up, purely coincidentally, and their heads collide in mid air with a sickening CRACK. Both men go down HARD. The crowd recoils, and many yell "oh!"

ROBERT: "Oh my God, what a disgusting sound! I have never seen an accidental aerial headbutt before!"

JAKE: "That was just sick. And not in the good way. Neither man is moving, this one might be a count-out."

The ref starts to count them out. By six, both men were stirring. At the nine count exactly, Death Man gets up, and drags Krons up. Death Man is bleeding from the head, and he looks pissed. Krons has Death Man's blood on him. He lifts Krons up by the legs, and falls backward. Kron’s neck gets hit across the top rope, which chokes him a little. The recoil sends him Krons back, and he slams against the mat.

JAKE: "What do you even call that?" ROBERT: "I'm not sure! Maybe a... nope. No clue, but it was awesome!"

Kronz, holding his throat, staggers to his feet. Death Man is calling for the choke slam, and Kronz turns to look at Death Man. Death Man grabs Krons by the throat, and it looks like it might be all over. But at that moment, Krons yanks Death Man's arm under his own, and somehow hoists the bigger man up, and delivers a mighty Suicide-Plex!

JAKE: "The Suicide-Plex! The Suicide-Plex!"

Krons goes for the cover.

One... Two... Thr- No! Death Man pushes his shoulder and arm up. Krons can't believe it. He gets up, and backs off a little, waiting for Death Man to get up. When he does, and he turns to face Krons, Krons goes for a spear! But Death Man uses all the speed he has to grab Krons around the neck and flip him around, nailing a spectacular reversal into an "All Hell Unleashed."

ROBERT: "And that was the All Hell Unleashed, what a great shot. That was a spectacular reversal."

Krons is bleeding from the side of the head now, but Death Man is soaked in blood from before. Krons gets up, woozy, and Death Man goes for a killing blow. He tries to Gore Krons into the turnbuckle!

Krons sidesteps, and Death Man goes head first into the turnbuckle! There is a resounding CRACK followed by a howl of pain from Death Man, and blood gets everywhere. Krons capitalizes by grabbing Death Man's legs, and pulling him a little further out of the corner. He then hooks his arms around each leg and sits back hard, locking in the Grudge Hold!

Death Man struggles mightily, he is inching his way toward the ropes, pulling himself with all of his might. He holds his hand up, just inches away from that lowest rope, his last possible salvation...

Then his other arm slips in his own blood, and Jake pulls him back into the middle, the Grudge Hold still locked in. Death Man tries to break free, but his blood makes the area slippery, and he can't roll. Death Man Taps Out.

The Bells Ring, but Krons still wont let go of Death Man, who is now tapping furiously. Security rushes in and has to drag Krons off of Death Man, who now looks unconscious.

“Your winner Jake Krons”

It is a huge scene, and the the scene ends with Krons, bloody and battered, holding the belt to his chest with both hands, like a baby. He's sitting in the corner, looking at his battered brother. The match fades to black, the last thing the crowd see's is Jake Kronz's haunted eyes.