SND 7/19/08

Subject: SND 7/19/08 Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:22 pm

Show: Saturday Night Danger
Date: 7/19/08
Where: Las Vegas, Nevada
Crowd: 6123

The camera fades in as ‘Downfall’ by Children Of Bodom hits and the Saturday Night Danger video plays as the crowd go crazy. The camera zooms in on the colour commentators as the crowd are holding up signs and posters.

Daniel Mills: Hello and welcome to Saturday Night Danger!

Chris Murphy: And what a huge night we have for you, Las Vegas!

Daniel Mills: It is going to be great!

DUW opens up their show with a limo pulling up to the parking lot. The driver gets out of the car and runs over to the back door and opens it. The camera catches the mans feet as he starts to get out of the car, but the driver insists that he shut the camera off, putting his hand in front of the lens and blacking out the scene.

Chris Murphy: “With all the talk this week about DUW going public and someone buying up a majority of the stock in the first day, it leads me to believe that, that just might be him here live tonight.”

Daniel Mills: "Really what gave you that impress, the limo or the 500 hundred gator shoes?"

Chris Murphy: "Funny… Real Funny.”

Daniel Mills: Okay let’s get to our first match this evening!

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Opening Match
Match Type: Triple Threat
Match Stipulation: Dangerous Rules
Barney Green vs. Tha Joka vs. Loki
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Chris Murphy: And here we go with our first match of the night.

The arena hushes in anticipation, before the lights go black. A dark green atmosphere replaces the darkness, the lights slowly winding around the arena. The opening rift of "Mutant X" made famous by Twisted blares through the arena.

John Simpson: Ladies and gentlemen the following match is a triple threat match and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first Tha Joka!

Out from behind the curtains walks out Tha Joka, throwing his head back and letting out a wicked scream of bestial anger, his eyes rolling back into his head as he sticks out his pierced tongue, and raising his barbwire-wrapped, spray-painted black bat into the air, and being met with a spray of black-green fireworks that tumble and fly out of their cans into the air above him. He cracks his neck to each side as he proceeds down the ramp, and climbs up the stairs to his right. Joka climbs onto the turnbuckle, proceeding to flip the crowd off, much to their pleasure, and throw the bat to ringside. Joka leans against the turnbuckle, and smirk on his face. An evil smirk.
Then “Any way you want it” begins as Barney green walks out. From backstage quickly. He walks down the ramp taunting the fans as they boo him. Then he gets in the ring.

John Simpson: And his opponents. First from Las Vegas Nevada, weighing in at 320 lbs Barney Green!

His music is immediately interrupted by the lights begin to flicker on and off before the arena plunges into darkness, with only a small light shining on the entrance ramp. "Bullet Ride" echoes through the rows of fans. The mysterious and ever familiar Loki emerges from the curtain.

John Simpson: And lastly, from the Czech Republic, weighing in at 253 lbs. Loki!

The lights begin to flicker wildly until they stop, and the spotlight shines onto Loki, he then drops to his knees in a sudden movement, the song begins to speed up as he whips his hair back onto his upper back and shoulder-line. Loki looks to the sky, with hands raised and eyes gleaming. In a quick motion a thin red mist is spewed from his mouth. The fans boo loudly. Loki begins to rise from his knees, and continues walking down to the ring, once inside the ring Remedy hisses at the crowd as Loki hops onto each turnbuckle spitting the remaining mist into the upper rows of the crowd. He gets in the ring and the bells sounds.

The three men all look at each other because ‘???’ Never came out and the match suddenly became a triple threat match but before anyone can do anything Loki lunges at Tha Joka and tackles him hammering away with right hands. Barney Greens sees the opportunity and walks behind both of them and grabs Loki from behind pulling him off Tha Joka and tossing him across the ring. Tha Joka starts to scramble up as Loki rolls out of the ring and goes under the ring for a moment leaving Joka and Barney inside. They both look at each other and lock up until Barney shoves Tha Joka back. He rolls back to his feet and runs back into a second lock up which is met the same way. On the third one Tha Joka ducks under Barney’s arms and waits till he turns around catching him with an arm drag. Barney rolls back up and is hit with a drop kick knocking him back to the ropes. Barney bounces off them and Tha Joka goes for a monkey flip as the fans cheer. But Barney holds his footing he wraps his arms around Tha Joka and slams him forward into bear hug slam. Loki is out from under the ring and walking around the side area taunting the fans. He holds in his hand a steel chair pacing waiting for his moment to strike as Barney bounces off the ropes and goes for the Big bang but Tha Joka moves. Loki gets ready to sneak into the ring.

Chris Murphy: Tha Joka’s athleticism is really impressive tonight.

Daniel Mills: That is true let’s see what the others can do!

Loki slips under the bottom rope as Barney gets up as Tha Joka strikes him a few times. He goes for a suplex but Barney won’t flip, he hooks Joka’s leg and Barney hits him with a suplex of his own. The Loki smacks Barney Green in the back with the chair. He holds himself in pain and then spins around catching another shot on the top of the head. Tha Joka pulls himself up on the ropes as Loki looks over at him wickedly. Then he brings the chair down but Tha Joka dodges and the chair bounces off the ropes and smacks Loki in the face he stumbles back as Tha Joka dives and hooks the wrap around school boy and the ref counts…

1...
2...
3!

Tha Joka’s music hits as he rolls out of the ring and Loki gets up realizing he just lost. He is livid as Tha Joka’s arm is raised by the referee and John Simpson announces.

John Simpson: Here is your winner, Tha Joka!

Loki is irate as he stomps the ring in anger as the camera pulls away.

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Having A Good Time x1
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The camera zooms in on a small circular table there are two bottles of beer on this table and as the camera pulls out we See Slade craven and Shadow each holding a hand of cards. They both look at each other and at the money on the table behind their beer bottles. Slade is wearing his shades and as the camera continues to pull back we see they are in a small area of the backstage locker room. There are equipment boxes all around them and there are a few garage doors as well for deliveries. The camera moves around as they sit quietly playing poker and Shadow takes a swig of his “Samuel Jackson” beer. In the background we see people walking around and then one stands out. Its Chris Peppers. He stops walking and looks at the two members of the A.K.A. His face is puzzled as he starts to creep towards them. He hides behind equipment boxes like Slade and Shadow are going to catch him. Slade drops his hand, a straight. Shadow shakes his head as Slade laughs and picks up the money. They deal another hand while Slade takes a drink of his beer now. Then Chris Peppers walks up.

Chris: Hey guys!

Slade and Shadow stop what they are doing and look over at him they eyeball him He walks closer.

Slade- Hey, hey, hey! You can’t just barge in here. You gotta knock first this is the A.K.A.’s office!

Chris looks around and sees that aside from not having any walls there is no door. In fact everyone sees this. Shadow comments first in between drinks.

Shadow: Hey Slade, they haven’t delivered our door yet.

Slade- I can see that. Man this sucks. We pay for a door and you expect it to be here.

Peppers stands there a little awkward. Craven looks at their guest waywardly.

Slade- So you were saying something Chris Peppers?

Chris: Yeah why are you drinking back here by yourselves?

Slade- We are having fun. This is our office. Dave Johnson said we could open up shop here. So can we help you?

Chris: Well want some company?

Slade- Private Game mate.

Shadow: Well, not entirely, you gotta buy your way in.

Peppers reaches into his pants and pulls out a folded set of ten twenties. Slade raises an eyebrow as Shadow looks at his tag partner. Craven takes a drink.

Shadow- Okay tells you what Peppers. I got a match in a few minutes, so I will talk to you later. Your match is after mine, and if you win that’s your buy in. Prove you’re a winner out there then you can win some money here. Sound cool mate?

Peppers has a huge grin.

Chris: Alright!

He runs off to prepare for his match and is extremely giddy as Slade looks at Shadow.

Shadow: Damn, where did that fool get so much money?

Slade- I don’t know.

They start to laugh as they take a drink.

Daniel Mills: D.W Kendra vs. Shadow, NEXT!

~Commercial break~
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Subject: Re: SND 7/19/08 Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:24 pm

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Second Match
Match Type: Standard
Match Stipulation: Pinfall or Submission
D.W Kendra vs. Shadow
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Shadow is already waiting in the ring for DW Kendra.

John Simpson: Making her way to the ring, from Allentown, Pennsylvania, "The Dirty White Bitch" DW KENDRA!

She walks to the ring dressed in little more than a simple small leather jacket, beneath is a one piece set of black ring tights complete with matching boots. Besides an occasional white spotlight to show the crowd where she is, she uses no special fireworks or fancy pyromaniacs. She ignores whatever reactions the fans may give her as she makes her way down the aisle, quickly climbing the steel stairs and stepping through the ropes. She makes her way over to the ring corner with a serious aggressive look on her face, waiting for her opponent to show and begin the match.

Ding, ding, ding

Chris Murphy: Okay I am so pumped for this, let’s see how Slade performs against women, and remember his only loss is against a diva.

Daniel Mills: Exactly right, let’s get straight into it!

Shadow backs off into the corner, not wanting to fight, while DW is yelling at him to bring it on, Shadow shrugs, DW charges at Shadow, but Shadow ducks under the clothesline, DW turns around and smacks Shadow in the mouth and kicks him in the gut, she pounds on his back before Shadow pushes her off. DW comes back and punches him, numerous times, but Shadow grabs her hand, twists it and throws her off balance. Shadow once again backs up into a corner, DW is getting a feel for her wrist and charges at Shadow, Shadow punches her down. Shadow picks her up, but she hits him in the gut once more, Shadow finally fights back and punches her in her gut and sends her to the turnbuckle, she bounces off into the mat, Shadow rides a quick pin.

1…
2…
kick out

Shadow once again goes for the pin, wearing Kendra out.

1…
2…
kick out

Chris Murphy: Is this even a match or a pinning contest?

Daniel Mills: That’s not even funny Chris, so shut up.

Slade brings her to her feet and kicks her, DW bounces off the ropes, but Shadow pushes her into the turnbuckle, she goes body first and stumbles back to Shadow who rolls her up.

1…
2…
3!!

Chris Murphy: Told ya

Daniel Mills: Nobody likes a smart ass

John Simpson: And here is your winner...SHADOW!!

~Commercial~

D.U.W. comes back from commercial break as the camera settles on ringside.

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Third Match
Match Type: Standard
Match Stipulation: Pinfall or Submission
Chris Peppers vs. Mike Copani
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Then “shamrocks and shenanigans” by house of pain begins. From the backstage area out walks Mike Copani and Carmine Moltisanti walk out together. The fans boo loudly as they taunt and tease everyone.

John Simpson: The following match is scheduled for one fall introducing first. From Newark New Jersey, being accompanied to the ring by Carmine Moltisanti, Mike Copani!

Mike slides under the bottom rope and Carmine climbs up and through the second rope. The fans are booing loudly as they take their place in the centre of the ring and raise their arms high. Theory of a Deadman’s "Deadly Game" begins as ‘the Beast’ walks out and the fans leap to their feet. He walks out focused and ready and he heads down the ring.

John Simpson: And his opponent, weighing in at 275 lbs Chris “The Beast” Peppers!

He climbs up and over the top rope as Simpson gets out of the ring quickly and so does Carmine while Mike and Peppers lock up when the bell rings.

Mike dodges the lock up and starts out with three right hands trying to catch Peppers off guard. After that Peppers just looks at Mike and smiles, so Copani runs back and bounces off the rope for a shoulder tackle, yet Peppers still stands. He does it again this time Peppers laughs. On the third Mike goes for a flying shoulder tackle and Peppers hits him with a sharp throat thrust the fans cheer madly as Mike spins in mid air and hit’s the mat. He walks around Mike as Copani starts to get back up. He holds up his hand saying time out and Peppers just walks up and grabs him on either side of his shoulder then shoves him back into the corner.

Daniel Mills: There are no time outs in wrestling.

Peppers walks over and just start hammering away on Mike Copani. First he hits him with three body shots followed by a shot to the jaw and a quick back hand shot. Peppers steps back sizing up the dazed Italian and comes running in with a big boot but Mike rolls to the side at the slat second letting Peppers get hung up over the top rope. Mike wastes no time grabbing the leg and pulling it around the top rope and hammering on pepper’s knee. Whenever Chris starts to fight back Mike hits him on the kneecap. The ref runs over and tells him to get Peppers off the ropes but Mike just leaps onto the bottom rope springing up and coming down with an elbow on top of Pepper’s leg then he steps away letting the big man get off the ropes. As Peppers hobbles out of the ring Mike grabs his leg and hits him with a dragon screw and never lets go of the leg. He stomps on it while his hands grip Chris’ heel and then he flips over releasing the leg. Carmine cheers at ringside while everyone else boos.

Chris Murphy: Peppers is off his feet from one of the Kings of Newark.

Peppers rolls over onto all fours while Mike takes a moment to taunt the crowd letting Chris start to get to his feet when Copani turns he dives and hits Peppers with a chop bock taking the big man down again, and follows up with a knee drop to the ankle of Chris Peppers. Mike is pleased with himself from his assault; he turns back to the crowd while the ref checks on Peppers. Then Mike takes his time walking back to his victim and starts to pick him up but Chris counters with two rights to the gut. Mike retaliates with a forearm to the back but Peppers isn’t phased he springs up breaking Mike’s grip and seizes Mike then tosses him with an over head belly to belly suplex. But Peppers loses his footing from the toss and falls to his back as well after releasing Mike mid air. Both men crash to the mat as Peppers holds his knee in pain. The ref once again checks on Peppers and Mike starts to struggle up. The fans start cheering for Chris while he struggles to get back up. Mike meets Peppers middle of the ring and the two begin to have it out with right hands. Pepper’s falters as his knee starts to give out and Mike scoops him up with a slam. He goes for the cover.

The ref counts

1...
2…
Chris kicks out and the fans are back on their feet.

Copani argues with the ref for a moment then picks up Peppers again and shoots him off. Chris’ run is hindered by his steps and on the return he ducks a clothesline then a second and on the third he counters with one of his own going airborne as he hit’s the flipping clothesline. Fans are back to cheering as Carmine yells at Mike to get up. Mike rolls over and starts to get up as Peppers walks over and starts to help his opponent up. Mike leaps and spirals hitting Chris with a corkscrew leg takedown. He lays there for a second before starting to get up as Chris holds his leg again in pain. Peppers slowly starts to use the ropes to climb up while Mike takes his time sizing up his opponent and nailing a drop kick to the knee once again putting Chris peppers on his back.

Chris Murphy: Mike Copani is vicious.

Daniel Mills: But methodical.

Copani continues to allow Peppers to pulls himself back up and while he does he taunts the crowd and hits him with a single stomp to the side of the knee causing peppers to buckle each time. However Chris never falls to his back not any more. He just drops to on knee and gets back up. Mike starts to get angry with Peppers’ resilience. He leaps for another drop kick but Chris sidesteps and slaps Copani’s legs making sure he misses. The fans start to cheer again as Mike gets up and runs into a scoop slam, then into a hip toss and when he stumbles back to his feet he swings hard and Chris ducks catches the arm hooks the other and hit’s a full nelson slam. He goes for the cover.

The ref counts while the fans cheer,

1…
2…
Mike kicks out at the last second.

Chris Peppers takes a second and start to size up Mike Copani, signalling for the chokeslam. Carmine leaps to the apron distracting the ref and Chris turns grabbing Carmine over the ropes. Carmine goes for a right while Mike slowly starts to move. Chris blocks and lifts up Carmine and choke slams him from the apron to the floor as fans cheer wildly. The ref leans over the ropes checking Carmine as Peppers backs up into Mike who hits him from behind with a forearm and hooks Pepper’s left arm between his own legs brings him up then drives him down with the “Greetings from Newark!” he goes for the cover as fans start to boo

The ref turns and counts…

1…
2…
3!

John Simpson: Here is your winner… Mike Copani!

The fans boo as Mike stands up and the ref raises his arm. He climbs out and Carmine is struggling to get up, he holds his neck as Peppers lays flat on his back. They climb out of the ring and start to make their way to the back, proud of their victory.

~Commercial~

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Having A Good Time x2
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Coming back from the commercial you can see Slade and Shadow are still sitting in the back drinking a beer and playing cards as Chris Peppers hobbles by with a sore leg. He looks over at them from a distance while they don’t look at him. He does not walk over and starts to walk away as Shadow’s voice is heard.

Shadow: Hey Peppers!

Chris stops and turns to see both men looking at him.

Slade- You still got that cash mate? You look like you could use a laugh.

Shadow is holding a third beer and there is also an empty chair at the table, but still no door. Peppers smiles and laughs then walks over to the A.K.A. He takes a seat while Shadow opens the beer and sets it down. Slade shuffles the cards and starts to deal as the camera pulls out and fades to black.

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What The!?
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As the camera pulls back from The AKA and Peppers, the titantron starts fuzzing and the lights begin to flicker. A picture comes on the titantron along with a deep voice. In the background you can hear static but you can still understand the words that are said.

“He’s Coming! Soon the World will turn Night and the Crooks and Criminals will emerge! Under the guidance of this man the Balance of Power will shift! Welcome to the Terror Dome!”

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A Changed Man?
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The titantron goes off as lights begin to flicker once again.

"All Summer Long" by Kid Rock blares through the PA System and a massive explosion of purple pyro explodes over the stage. The crowd immediately start booing as Jack Purcell comes out to the stage with his purple hair hanging over his face. He looks around before flicking it out of his face as he slowly walks down the ramp wearing a pair of black three quarter length shorts and white kick pads. He climbs into the ring and then goes to the nearest turnbuckle and stands up on the second rope with his hands outstretched as the crowd boos him.

Jack Purcell: Well, I'm sure all of you are wondering why the hell I just came out to a different song, and the answer fits into what I've come out to talk about.

Chris Murphy: I really want to know what the greatest prospect in DUW has to say here!

Jack Purcell: I lost my title opportunity last week and that made me two wins for two losses here in DUW. That is not good enough, you guys deserve better!

The crowd sounds confused in their reactions to what Jack Purcell has just said.

Jack Purcell: You see, I don't look good without the gold and it was in the summer of last year that I won my first and only belt, the TEWF Extreme Primetime Championship. And I have had enough of taking a back seat view because I am too much of an asshole. So I am stepping it up a notch! You guys are going to see the most entertaining Jack Purcell this world has ever seen!

Chris Murphy: He's just gone way down in my books!

Jack Purcell: So, enjoy the rest of the night and enjoy the summer! Not just for the beach and the weather but for a new Jack Purcell that will take no shortcuts! I will do it the right way and I will be reunited with the success I had this time last year.

"All Summer Long" blares through the PA system again as the crowd starts to cheer loudly for the new Jack Purcell who raises his hands and leaves the arena.

Daniel Mills: I can't believe what I just saw! Jack Purcell is a changed man!

Chris Murphy: Two promos in 5 minutes without a match! Is this DUW?

Daniel Mills: Epic Fail….

~Commercial~
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Subject: Re: SND 7/19/08 Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:25 pm

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Fourth Match
Match Type: Singles
Match Stipulation: Steel Cage
Dozer vs. Slade Craven
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The slow beeping of a bulldozer backing up is heard. Then the beeping stops to be followed by Scum of the Earth. Dozer burst from behind the curtain and is soon followed by Hayze. He slams Wrenchie against his head to the beat of the music. He high five the crowd as he walks up, still jumping to the music, he may stop to make out with an old lady or speed boat her tits(hey old ladies need love too) He then reaches up and grabs the top rope, pulls himself for a leap frog over the top rope. The ref tries to take Wrenchie, Dozer screams at the ref, Dozer tries to hit the ref. Luckily Benny Hayze jumps in and calms Dozer long enough to remove Wrenchie.

John Simpson: The following contest is a steel cage match! Introducing first, from the motor city, weighing in at 320 pounds, Dozer!

'The Way You Like It' starts playing and the crowd cheer as Slade Craven of the AKA comes out from backstage, looking up at the cage hanging ominously above the ring. Focused on his gigantic opponent, Slade walks down the entrance ramp quickly, before sliding into the ring. Standing next to Dozer, the size difference is astonishing.

Chris Murphy: I would not want to be Slade right now...

Daniel Mills: The feeling is probably mutual.

John Simpson: And the opponent, he is one third of the AKA, weighing in at 235 pounds and hailing from Dallas Texas, Slade!

Benny Hayze leaves the ring and the cage descends, sealing the two competitors inside. Dozer and Slade eye each other for a few moments, and then the bell rings for the start of the match. The bigger man stalks across the ring and goes after Slade with a big right hand, which is ducked, barely. Slade tries to capitalise and end the match quickly, utilising his movement to go even lower, hooking Dozer's legs and folding him up in a small package!

1...
2...
3..No!

The big guy manages to get over his initial surprise and powers out of the pin, getting to his knees and looking at Slade with confusion.

Chris Murphy: Good tactics by Slade there. The longer this match continues, the more it will favour Dozer.

Daniel Mills: True, although they do say big men tire faster.

Dozer drives an elbow into Slade's gut with considerable force, doubling him over and making him stumble a step or so back. Dozer gains his feet quickly and charges, his foot connecting with Slade's skull and kicking him straight over. The big guy is about to go for a pin when Hayze at ringside calls to him and shakes his head – pointing at the turnbuckle with Wrenchie. Dozer nods understanding and goes up to the turnbuckle.

Chris Murphy: An impact from that man off the top rope could kill somebody.

Daniel Mills: It's all over – Slade just doesn't know it yet!

Dozer clambers up unsteadily, and then leaps from the top rope for a splash. Slade has other ideas however, raising his knees. Dozer bounces up in the air with the impact and rolls away, clutching his ribs in pain, the fans shout 'OOOOOOOHHH!' and Hayze puts his head in his hands at the failure of the move. Slade, still holding his head with one hand, rolls over to put an arm over Dozer.

1...
2...
3..NO!

Dozer kicks out, much to Slade's chagrin. On the other hand the crowd are loving it, and the cheers redouble. Both men are popular face wrestlers, and as such, the positive heat for the two of them is fantastic. Slade gets to his feet first, and stomps twice on Dozer's chest, targeting the injured ribs, it isn't pretty and it isn't too honourable either, but when you're fighting somebody Dozer's size, you need to take every advantage you can get. The attack is soon stymied when the bigger wrestler catches Slade's third stomp, tugging at his foot to pull him over and slam to the mat.

Both men get to their feet at the same time, and Slade goes on the offensive, launching several rights and lefts to Dozer's head – having to reach up considerably to do this. The bigger man barely flinches, and in desperation, Slade bounces back against the ropes and dropkicks Dozer in the chest, driving him back a few steps. Slade uses the space he has made for himself to attack again, hooking Dozer's leg with his own and going for a running STO. Dozer isn't having any of this though, and reverses the move with a counter STO, planting his opponent into the mat.

Daniel Mills: Oouch! Slade is going to feel that one in the morning!

Chris Murphy: And a lesson learned for him too: he simply can't afford to try and go toe-to-toe with Dozer. Slade is tough as they come, but this kind of size difference speaks for a lot, and he will get worn down a lot faster than his opponent.

Dozer goes for the pin.

1...
2...
3..NO!

The crowd cheer and Dozer goes wide eyed with amazement. The impact of the move had shaken even the steel cage covering the ring, and speaking of the cage... Dozer turns away from Slade and begins climbing up the side of the cage.

Chris Murphy: That's some good strategy, if you can't pin your opponent, go for the escape.

Daniel Mills: But if your opponent has been hurt enough to pin them, what makes you think they're hurt enough not to get up and stop you trying?

Dozer makes it about halfway before Slade stirs, picking himself up and positioning himself facing towards the ring, underneath Dozer. The AKA member then seizes Dozer at the hips and pulls him off the cage, hitting a power bomb that would never be possible in any other circumstances.

Daniel Mills: My point is proven.

Rather than wasting time going for a pin of his own, Slade dashes across to the other side of the ring and begins climbing the cage there instead. The fans start to clap and chant 'Let's go Slade! Let's go Slade!' but the going is slow. The match has taken a lot out of him – even resisting Dozer's attacks is difficult. Slade is just reaching the top and trying to mount the cage when Dozer arrives at the bottom, and grabs on, shaking it whilst climbing up, preventing Slade from making much progress. Dozer reaches the top and clambers up, giving Slade the chance to do the same. Both men now stand unsteadily at the very top of the steel cage!

Chris Murphy: This is going to get painful in a hurry!

Hayze calls out to Dozer and hurls something towards him. Startled, the big guy doesn't get his hands up in time and the object – his beloved wrench, smacks him directly in the skull. Dozer wavers on the top of the cage, dazed, and Slade capitalises, hitting the Cliq Kick and throwing Dozer from his perch and sending him flying back into the ring! The crowd cheer as Slade makes his way down from the top, dropping down to the floor below. Slade glares at Hayze, and the manager gulps and tries to run. Slade isn't having any of that though, and grabs hold of him, nailing a Fly Fly.

Daniel Mills: I think Dozer is knocked out, what a win for Slade!

John Simpson: Here is your winner: Slade Craven!

As it is Dozer’s first and last match at DUW, he walks out clapping to the fans as they clap back, he exits through the curtains for the last time as the camera fades to another commercial.

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Identified
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Scott Cool is backstage looking at the nice limo that pulled up earlier before, the man is standing next to it as Scott comes running in with the mic. The man turns his head and now is noticed as Drake Daniels.

Scott: DRAKE! What are you doing?

Drake: You will find out soon enough, next week perhaps, you will be mine, you will be all mine!

Drake pushes Scott away and tells the cameraman to piss off before fading to black.
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Subject: Re: SND 7/19/08 Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:27 pm

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Main Event
On The Line: X-Treme Championship
Match Type: Single
Match Stipulation: Inferno Match
3rd and last X-Treme Title defense before cashing in
James Blaze © vs. D-ToX
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The arena hushes in anticipation, Fans eager to accept or deflect the next superstar that walks through that curtain. Engulfing the arena in darkness the lights dim. Red lights strobe within the stage area illuminate. The opening rift of Shinedowns “Heroes” plays from the titanic announces system.

"Can you feel it?"

That voice echoes through the arena as the man himself appears on the stage. Blazer stands adorn in entrance attire(wrestling gear plus sleeveless hooded robe and a bandana over his face) head down towards the steel stage below, arms stretches out like an eagle preparing for take off, and fingers paying tribute to his fallen friends and foes of the business. Twenty second pass as he soaks up the roaring displeasure from the crowd.

"Stare and wonder who's here to bring you down..."

~*~Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ~*~

John Simpson: The following contest is the inaugural DUW Inferno match, and it is for the Xtreme Violence title! Approaching the ring, from Toronto Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 228 pounds, he is the defending champion, James 'The Fire' Blaze!

Chris Murphy: Fan favourite on his way to the ring right now – would you listen to the crowd?

Daniel Mills: Blaze doesn't give a damn what the fans think... he's only popular because he can string together a few victories.

Chris Murphy: A few victories? Mills, this guy is undefeated in seven matches and a double champion; he stands ten points clear of everybody else in the DUW rankings. These people back Blaze because he is a winner – popularity is still popularity, whether it is because you are respected or just that damn good.

Daniel Mills: Well... he shouldn't get cocky; D-ToX is on a little roll of his own!

The pyro flares up bringing his head to a forward stance, the hood comes off, and his ascension towards the ring begins. One foot in front of the other his travels lead him closer and closer to the ring. Within moments he's standing ringside. Taking another moment to soak in the reaction from the fans, James peers into the ring running through strategy inside his cranium. The Fire walks to the stairs climbing them rung by rung, the lights coming up a bit with each. Now at the top the lights fully lit he ducks under the top rope entering the ring. Once inside the ring he spins himself one full rotation until dead centre of the canvas. He then proceeds to the far left corner, climbing the to the second rope, he extends his arms in traditional triple threat (arms stretched; pinky, thumb, and middle finger raised) fashion. Jumping down off the turnbuckle the music comes to a close and he prepares himself for the impending battle.

'Out in the Fields' kicks in and D-ToX steps through the curtain slowly, with a chain hanging across his shoulders and around his neck, holding a cigarette in his mouth he stairs at the crowd before raising his right hand in the air with head held down.

John Simpson: And the challenger, from the ninth island of Japan, weighing 215 pounds, D-ToX!

He walks slowly down the ramp staring at the crowd; he takes puffs of his cigarette at different places before climbing the stares, and then looks round the arena while placing his chain on the corner. He steps threw the ropes before again doing his taunt, in the middle of the ring. He then removes his jacket and waits.

The referee pours petrol around the edges of the ring, and D-ToX smiles before flicking his cigarette onto the floor, igniting the petrol and engulfing the ring in a raging inferno! The crowd cheer as the flames lick up at ringside, confining the two combatants to a closed in space. Blaze removes his XV belt and tosses over the flames, giving D-ToX a measured stare.

DING

ToX launches himself forwards but Blaze counters with a hip toss, almost throwing his opponent straight into the flames at ringside. Keeping hold of ToX's arm, Blaze drops to the mat and locks in an arm bar. Of course, there are no submissions in an inferno match, but there is nothing wrong in wearing down your opponent, and holds are the perfect way to do it.

Chris Murphy: I have to think-

Daniel Mills: You think?

Chris Murphy: ... Shut up Mills. I was saying that you have to think Blaze has an advantage in this kind of match, I mean; his entire gimmick revolves around fire. An Inferno match seems to just play into his strengths. If this was a hardcore match or something, then you'd favour D-ToX.

Daniel Mills: Yeah, but who says you can't lose a speciality match? Anybody can get beaten at any given time. Except your wife, she just beats you.

ToX rolls over and starts punching Blaze repeatedly in the face with his free hand, obviously intent on breaking out of the hold as soon as possible. Blaze tries to maintain the hold, but loses his grip from the persistent attack. ToX doesn't waste any time after that, scrambling to his feet and kicking Blaze squarely in the head as he tries to stand up. ToX manhandles Blaze to his feet and puts him into a front face lock, but the champ punches his opponent in the kidneys a couple of times, forcing him to release his grasp. As ToX moves back, Blaze smacks him across the chest with a knife edge chop, prompting a shout of 'WOOOOO!' from the crowd. Thus encouraged, Blaze lands another couple in succession, before grabbing D-ToX by the arm and trying to Irish whip him into the blazing fire. ToX holds onto Blaze's arm, jumping up into the air and spring boarding off the flame-engulfed ropes to smash Blaze into the mat with a powerful clothesline! The fans cheer the highflying, high risk action – ToX's boots are smouldering.

Chris Murphy: If those boots had caught fire it would have been all over for D-ToX.

Daniel Mills: Yeah, but the risk has paid off for the man – he's completely reversed the flow of momentum!

Chris Murphy: Don't speak too soon – what's this?

As ToX went over to Blaze to follow up on his high impact move, the champion had got onto his knees and kicked his opponent solidly in the midriff, giving him enough to time to gain his feet again. ToX doubles over from the attack, and Blaze utilises this positioning to plant his opponent's head into the matt with DDT. Dazed, ToX rolls over, and Blaze continues his assault with an impressive, athletic standing moonsault. The champion, eager to maintain his offensive flurry, unleashes a series of kicks to ToX's torso, before moving to a mount and pounding away at the challenger.

Daniel Mills: Man, this is just plain vicious!

Chris Murphy: Vicious it may be Mills, but it is undeniably effective!

Blaze's aggression sparks off a slow change in the crowd. As ToX is being brutally smashed into the ground by the champion's overwhelming assault, a quiet murmur gradually starts up amidst the audience, becoming slightly louder and louder every time another fan picks it up.
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Subject: Re: SND 7/19/08 Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:27 pm

'D. ToX! D. ToX! D. ToX!”

The champ, already losing his temper, gets even more wound up at this, and moves to ToX again, grabbing his legs roughly and locking in a sharpshooter. Or at least, trying to. Given new life by the fans starting to get behind him, ToX wriggles in Blaze's grasp, managing to get one foot loose, kicking at Blaze's hands in a bid to get him off. The champ loses his hold, and ToX pulls back both legs, before lashing out with both of them, sending Blaze back and to the mat. As the Japanese wrestler stands, the crowd unleash an almighty cheer.

Chris Murphy: In all my days at the announce table, I don't think I have ever seen fans switch allegiances like that!

Blaze, however, is not having any of it, and smashes an uppercut into ToX's face, then lifting him up in an electric chair position.

Daniel Mills: Oh no! Here comes the Burn Notice – one of Blaze's signature moves!

Blaze throws ToX in the air, but his opponent flips over whilst he is moving, foiling Blaze's attack and hitting him with a reverse cutter to boot! ToX, exhausted, goes over to the downed Blaze and grabs hold his arms, proceeding to put him into the JTP Cattle Mutilation submission hold. The champion struggles to escape, but it is clear that the bridging manoeuvre is locked in too tight to squirm free from. After a few moments, Blaze taps – but the match goes on, Inferno matches of course ending when one or another of the combatants are aflame. ToX finally relinquishes his grasp, leaving Blaze holding both shoulders in pain.

Daniel Mills: Well, that's a finisher of D-ToX's, and as you can see, it was enough to get him to tap out. You can't help but think that Blaze won't have too much left in the tank after being devastated with a hold like that.

Chris Murphy: Yes but I don't think ToX has recovered from that beat down he suffered earlier at Blaze's hands. Make no mistake Mills, these guys are both running on empty.

ToX tries to pull Blaze up, but is careless, and the champion capitalises on his lacklustre guard by smashing his knee into his opponent's stomach. As ToX tries to recuperate, Blaze picks him up in a reverse Death Valley driver position, and then drops back in a Samoan drop type attack. However, it doesn't end there, Blaze keeps holding on, putting pressure on the back and neck of D-ToX.

Chris Murphy: You talk about devastating submission holds – it's the 'Into The Inferno' it isn't a finisher, but I'll bet it isn't exactly comfortable to be subjected to either!

Blaze lets up after a little while, ToX lying limp on the mat. Fans start stamping on the floor of the arena in a rhythmic beat, trying to exhort ToX to get back to his feet again. The challenger is far too drained though, and Blaze taunts by ripping off his shirt and posturing, showing off his bare chest. He then returns to his opponent, picking him off up the ground. ToX is limp, and it is clear he is only standing due to the support given to him by the champ. Blaze lifts up ToX in a power bomb position – his intent clearly to toss him straight into the fire. Suddenly, though, ToX comes to life, flipping around and sending Blaze flying into the blazing ropes with a hurricanrana! The champion falls forwards, and burns are visible on his back – but none of his clothes are alight yet, so the match continues! ToX pulls off his own shirt as Blaze recovers, grinning sadistically as he holds it in the fire! The crowd explodes as the clothing bursts into flames – but as ToX wasn't wearing it, the match is still going on.

Daniel Mills: I have got a BAD feeling about this...

ToX wraps the flaming article of clothing around his own arm – sadomasochism coming to the fore and as Blaze gets to his feet, stalks towards him. The champion barely sees the attack coming, and before he knows it, ToX has punched him in the face, bringing the fire with him! Blaze drops, clutching his scorched face, and ToX throws his flaming arm in the air before hurling the shirt into the fires at ringside. ToX's skin is clearly rather burned, but he doesn't seem to notice, revelling in the limelight as the crowd cheer their hearts out for the quite frankly crazy challenger. Blaze in the meantime, however, has managed to regroup himself after the attack, and floors ToX from behind with a leg sweep. Blaze backs away to the ropes and taunts at ToX, goading him to attack. The challenger obliges him, but the champ steps aside at the last moment, sending ToX chest first into the ropes with a drop toe hold!

Chris Murphy: Damn! This match is one of the bloodiest I've seen!

Daniel Mills: You got that right Chris – neither of these guys are letting up an inch!

The challenger bounces away from the ropes, both hands clutched protectively to his burnt torso. Considering the number of times the competitors have been cast into the flames, it's surprising that neither have caught alight yet. Blaze maintains his attack on ToX, stamping on his injured chest, before gesturing to ringside.

Chris Murphy: What is the champ after I wonder?

Daniel Mills: Oh my, I think I know!

A couple of ringside crew members respond to the unspoken request, and moments later, a chair and a table come flying into the ring. Blaze catches the former and lifts it up into the air triumphantly. Across the ring, ToX is just getting to his knees; Blaze heads towards him and smashes the chair straight into his face, pitching him onto the ground, the fans marking out for the hardcore action. Blaze goes for a second chair shot in a row, but ToX rolls aside, grabbing something from in the corner of the ring. Blaze again aims a shot at his challenger, but ToX merely parries the blow with the object he picked up. Now that he is stood up again, everybody can see the object is ToX's steel chain, which he immediately introduces to Blaze's face with both hands, sending him and the chair flying.

Chris Murphy: Now that has gotta hurt.

Daniel Mills: Mr. Holmes everyone!

ToX drops the chain and heads for Blaze again. The champion groggily gets to his feet, but is still aware enough to block a punch and drive his fist into ToX's gut. The challenger stumbles, and Blaze grabs him, lifting him up into the air, before dropping him onto the top rope with a gordbuster suplex, bouncing him, and then hitting a slingshot suplex. ToX rolls on the ring floor in pain, most of his front now badly burned from separate tenures in the flames at ringside. A crafty smile crosses Blaze's face, and he shouts at ringside again. A bag of some description is thrown to him, and it clinks when he catches it.

Daniel Mills: Oh man... I think I know what that is... D-ToX's nails!

Chris Murphy: Things are about to get messy. Erm... more messy.

Blaze sets up the table in the middle of the ring, before opening the bag and pouring out nails on top of it. ToX slowly gets to his feet, but is instantly met with Blaze's chair again. The champion sets the chair up, then jumps up onto it and unleashes a kick to the back of D-ToX's head, sending him smashing into the table with his forehead. As the challenger bounces up, pin pricks of blood can be seen all over his face. Blaze moves over to the table and pulls ToX up onto it.

Daniel Mills: My... god...

ToX struggles, though, and as Blaze tries to lift him, smashes a forearm into the champ's abdomen, winding him. The noise of the crowd builds in anticipation, and ToX grabs Blaze's arms in tiger bomb position, before lifting him up and hitting the D-Toxic through the table! The volume of the arena explodes, and chants of 'Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!' erupts throughout the entire building. Both men collapse motionless in the wreckage of the table, each competitor pockmarked with nails.

Chris Murphy: THEY HAVE GOT TO BE DEAD!

Daniel Mills: Holy shit indeed my friends! I don't think I have EVER seen anything like that in my LIFE!

The combatants both start to stir, and eventually, both of them get up at around the same time. Each man is clearly completely exhausted – bleeding all over to boot. Blaze is first off the mark, kicking ToX squarely in the crotch before moving around him to get him a dragon sleeper position. ToX squirms in his grip, but it is to no avail as Blaze spins ToX around and smashes him face first into the chair with the Lava flow!

Chris Murphy: He hits the Lava flow! This has got to be over now!

Daniel Mills: Just when you think they're both out of it...

Chris Murphy: Blaze shows the heart of a true champion.

Daniel Mills: Don't forget he has to set ToX alight first!

Blaze wearily hauls ToX to his feet, moving him over to the ropes and planning on tossing him straight into the roaring inferno. Blaze picks up his opponent, lifting him up into the air, and is just about to cast him into the fire when ToX spits something at Blaze, and red mist suddenly shoots from his mouth, blinding the champion!

Chris Murphy: Blood Shot! Blood Shot! It's the mist, right into Blaze's face!

ToX smiles, blood pouring down his face from his close encounter with the chair, and the crowd cheers. He runs across the ring, bouncing across the flaming ropes on the other side of the ring before jumping up onto the still set chair, using it as a springboard. As he jumps, he grasps Blaze by the head, pulling him into the flames even as he himself leaps clean over them!

Daniel Mills: Oh my god! It's the KAL Cutter!

Chris Murphy: BLAZE IS ON FIRE!!

The champion writhes around, flames covering him, before the ringside crew come to douse him with fire extinguishers.

Daniel Mills: WE HAVE A NEW X-TREME CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!

John Simpson: Here is your winner and NEW X-Treme Champion, D-ToX!!!!!

The crowd roars at such a deadly but great match as James is red rore and bleeding while ToX is on the ground in pain but with a smile. The EMTs come running in with two stretchers and place Blaze on one and strap him in. D-ToX looks to be more stable as the ref places his hand in the air and receives a great ovation.

As Blaze is on the stretcher getting carried away, in comes running a man with a mask and attacks Blaze. He punches away the EMTs as they are all down; Blaze in massive pain is unable to do anything, the masked man attacks Blaze by picking up the stretcher and smashes Blaze’s body against the hot and heated turnbuckle pole. He stomps a now unconscious Blaze in the head as he is now poring with blood and serious fire burns. D-ToX is limping and goes to try and help Blaze, but is attacked with a flaming steel chair to the face, setting D-ToX’s face on fire. The masked man is now laughing at the two men as he walks down the ram and receives great boos and abusive comments.

Chris Murphy: HOLY FUCK, NO! NO! THIS CANT BE HAPPENING!!!!

Daniel Mills: THIS IS SICK, COME ON, LET’S GO HELP, WE WILL SEE YOU ALL NEXT WEEK!!!

The camera fades to black as the DUW logo fades.

Writing Credit
Dari Wheeler (Matches)
Angel (Segments and matches)
Mike Copani (Match)
Jack Purcell (Segment)
Jason Silver (Segment)
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