A golden fuse on the blacktop of the Las Vegas Strip lights up the screen.  It races towards the SHOOT Project Epicenter, which the camera pans up to reveal.  “The Crazy Ones”  by Stellar Revival kicks in as the fuse ignites the SHOOT Project Helmet. We are the new-school, no rules Needle in a haystack The first image is Trey Willett, standing tall and proud, exhausted, holding the SHOOT Project World Heavyweight Championship belt high in the air.  It flashes quickly to Donovan King, nodding his head at an unseen opponent.  It cuts to Adrian Corazon glaring down at a fallen foe before it cuts to Maya Nakashima, breathing heavily as he gets ready to charge at his opponent. We are the outsiders, all nighters Scream if you’re a badass! The camera quickly cuts to Dan Stein, eyes cut towards the camera as he looms over the body of a fallen victim.  It quickly cuts to Project:SCAR en masse, Isaac Entragian and Kenji Yamada backed by Obsidian and Deviant as they flank Elizabeth Gaunt and Flay Rios, marching down to the ring.  Jacob Mephisto is shown thrusting the Sin City Championship high into the air, his other fist up in victory as well.  Quickly we see Mason Pierce, Malice, and Valentine Lionheart, all three men placing their hands on the face plate of the ORION Championship, as if pledging themselves to it.  Cronos Diamante is shown locking a victim in the Ne-Han, his face twisted into a vile grin. We are the wheels that keep turning ANARCHY is shown embracing one another, their World Tag Team Championship belts in their hands before it cuts to Ja Gi Kyung-Moon catches Johnny Napalm with the Good Night Moon before we see Johnny Napalm driving Kyung-Moon to the mat with the Napalm Bomb.  Mr. Ocelot is shown next, pinning Randall Kash as he glares at the camera.  Thomas Manchester Black is next, popping his neck as he rolls his wrists preparing to face some unlucky Soldier.  Sammy Rochester is shown, slamming his boot into the back of someone’s skull. We are the heart breakers, risk takers Anything but boring Laura Seton attacks Luantikk Crippler from behind before Corey Lazarus is shown arguing with a referee before we see Solomon Richards nodding his head to the camera.  We then see Ja Gi Kyung-Moon flying over the top rope into the ring before it cuts to 3M pull his mask down over his face, glaring at the camera. ‘Cause we are the crazy ones The mavericks, the dreamers, the forgotten sons Mason Pierce drops to the floor, leaving his partner to be victimized before we cut to ANARCHY saluting the fans as they stand at the entrance.  Tanya Black runs her fingers through her hair, obviously furious at something before we see Lunatikk Crippler’s shiny ebony hair, flowing carelessly upon the breeze. We color outside the lines for fun We are the crazy ones Johnny Napalm is covered in blood, staggering around with a gigantic grin on his face.  Obsidian lords over a fallen foe as Isaac Entragian puts his arm around Elizabeth Gaunt, glaring down at Maya Nakashima. ‘Cause we are the crazy ones The badass, outcast, son of a guns Mason Pierce takes a harsh pile driver through the flaming table from Kenji Yamada.  Thomas Manchester Black trades hits against Corey Lazarus.  We then see Tanya Black nailing a picture perfect dropkick to an unknown foe as it cuts back to Adrian Corazon’s back, the brand smoking as he turns his head to face the camera. We march to the beat of a different drum We are the crazy ones We are the crazy ones Donovan King is shown locking in the Carolina Crossface on Jonny Johnson, who shakes King’s hand.  It cuts to Diamond Del Carver lighting a mini-cigar, glaring at the camera with his one eye. One of a kind, believe it So stand up and make ’em see it YEAH! The guitar solo brings us to Donovan King hitting the Dealbreaker on Mason Pierce, then Corazon hitting the Act of Inhumanity on Isaac Entragian, then Jester Smiles connecting with the Virginia Sidekick on Lunatikk Crippler, then Datura locking up with an opponent, then Solomon Richards making Tanya Black tap out, then Loco Martinez pinning Valentine Lionheart to become Master of the Mat.  Dan Stein is caught by the Dawn of a New Era from Trey Willett. ‘Cause we are the crazy ones The mavericks, the dreamers, the forgotten sons Adrian Corazon straddling Isaac Entragian, aiming to attack his eye switches to Laura Seton hitting a flying crossbody to Dan Stein. We color outside the lines for fun We are the crazy ones Loco Martinez is shown eye to eye with Dan Stein and Luther Crumb slaps Mr. Ocelot’s chest, yelling at the camera. ‘Cause we are the crazy ones The badass, outcast, son of a guns Lunatikk Crippler throws his head back, his silken, ebony locks flowing back in slow motion gets quickly cut to 3M perched on a turnbuckle, staring down at the ring before him. We march to the beat of a different drum We are the crazy ones The SHOOT Project Helmet reappears on screen, in golden flame against a black background. WE ARE THE CRAZY ONES REVOLUTION.

Eryk Masters: Hello again, SHOOT Nation and welcome to another edition of Revolution! I’m Eryk Masters and with me, as always, is none other than the Other Guy! Two weeks ago on Dominion, SHOOT Project COO, Sean "OutKast" Kygon dropped a HUGE bombshell of an announcement. The PRIMUS is making its return to the SHOOT Project at our next pay-per-view event, ELITE! And, tonight, in our main event, we’re going to see the four men who already have spots in that match in the ring together as Orion leader, Mason Pierce and former World Heavyweight Champion, Dan Stein take on the 2013 Master of the Mat, Loco Martinez and the current World Heavyweight Champion, Trey Willett in tag team action!

Other Guy: That’s one hell of a main event on ANY night, E! But, this is Revolution and that’s not the only thing we’ve got in store for the SHOOT Nation! There are TWO titles on the line tonight! Mr. Ocelot defends his Rule of Surrender Championship against Thomas Manchester Black! Now, that match was originally set to be non-title, but the SHOOT Project powers that be have decided to shake things up and put the title on the line!

Eryk Masters: That should prove to be an interesting contest, OG. And the second title match of the night will feature ANARCHY defending their World Tag Team Championships against Project: SCAR’s Kenji Yamada and Flay Rios. The last time these two teams met at Master of the Mat, chaos broke out as a result of the Adrian Corazon/Isaac Entragian incident. But tonight, we’ll see these two teams go at it again!

Other Guy: That’s another match with amazing potential. But that’s not all we have tonight. Because we’re also going to see the FIRST qualifying match where the winner will earn a spot in the PRIMUS as Sammy Rochester will collide with Lunatikk Crippler. Folks, we have STACKED card tonight!

Eryk Masters: It’s going to be an amazing night, folks. And we’re ready to kick things off right now!

The sold out Epicenter buzzes in sheer anticipation as they prepare to kick off Revolution.

Samantha Coil: Ladies and gentlemen, our opening contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the SHOOT Project WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!!

The crowd releases a loud cheer at the announcement and then quiets as the light go out, plunging the Epicenter into total darkness. The SHOOTtron flickers to life and shows the image of a family as the opening of You’ve Seen the Butcher begins to play. They stand in front of their suburban house complete with manicured lawn and white picket fence. The image begins to morph and distort. The house, fence, and lawn begin to burn and the family begins to melt, the skin falling from their flesh revealing the bloody tissue beneath. The camera pans down and we see the melted, bubbling flesh has formed a single word on the pavement…

SCAR

The song kicks into full gear and the arena lights surge to their full brightness for just a split second before plunging the arena back into darkness, save for a lone spotlight at the top of the ramp. The crowd begins boo and jeer loudly as, standing in the spotlight are Kenji Yamada and Flay Rios.

Samantha Coil: Introducing first, the challengers, to be accompanied to the ring by fellow Project: SCAR member, Obsidian, they are the team of FLAY RIOS AND KENJIII YAAMAADAAA!!!

Kenji stands for a moment, glaring down at the ring, while Flay stands strong directly beside him, a look of determination on her face. As they begin to walk to the ring amidst a sea of boos, the hulking shadow behind them steps forward into the spotlight as Obsidian follows the duo down the aisle.

Eryk Masters: Obsidian has forged a stronger bond with Kenji an Flay recently, OG. In the absence of Isaac Entragian, it seems like Obsidian is becoming the glue that is holding SCAR together.

Other Guy: That’s right, E. And it looks like Obsidian is coming out to lend his support to Kenji and Flay tonight. That makes me just a little bit uneasy.

Eryk Masters: You can say that again, OG. ANARCHY can hold their own, but after the events of Master of the Mat, this looks like a bit of a stacked deck against the champions.

Obsidian stops outside the ring and positions himself by the ringside barrier, crossing his arms as Kenji and Flay enter the ring, ignoring the booing SHOOT Nation. They stand strong, awaiting their opponents.

The crowd buzzes with excitement awaiting the challengers. The live Epicenter crowd roars as the lights flash in time with A drum beat. Each beat a letter flashes on the jumbotron. The crowd shouts along with each letter as it flashes "A…N…A…R…C…H…Y!!!!" They shout "ANARCHY!!" as the whole word jumps onto the screen before a series of highlights begins to play as soon as Sebastian Bach’s shriek rips through the Epicenter as the crowd jumps to their feet.

"C’MON!"

T.Rex and Arch Angel step out onto the entrance ramp each man with a belt on a shoulder. Anarchy are in their matching black leather wrestling pants and white tank tops with the red circle with an "A" through it. They pause at the top. They turn to each other. T.Rex winds up and slaps the hell out of Arch Angel’s chest all the while yelling. He points at the ring. Arch Angel nods with a confident smile and they turn and walk with a purpose slapping hands with some fans.

Samantha Coil: Making their way to the ring at a combined six hundred twenty nine pounds, and hailing from Seaside Height, New Jersey. They are the WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! T.Rex. Arch Angel… AAAAANAAAAAARRRRCHY!!!!!

The crowd responds with "ANARCHY!"

The two slide into the ring and each go to a corner and hoist their titles high over their head as the crowd roars their approval. Flash bulbs popping inside the epicenter. They hop down and walk to their corner talking strategy. They hand the referee their belts as they decide who will start the match.

Eryk Masters: The reigning and defending tag team champions have had a long history with Kenji and Flay.

Other Guy: These two teams definitely don’t like one another, and after Anarchy’s part in the Corazon and Entragian attack, it has gotten personal. SCAR attacked at Master of the Mat. I wonder if their blood lust will trump their gold lust, here tonight.

T.Rex steps out onto the apron while Kenji argues with Flay.

Eryk Masters: It looks like Flay wants to start things off, but Kenji isn’t hearing it.

Other Guy: Well, he’s been adamant about keeping Flay out of harm’s way recently. We’ll see how that goes tonight.

Flay finally relents and steps out onto the apron and Kenji turns to face Arch Angel. Scott Kamura calls for the bell and we are underway!

Kenji steps out from the corner, with Obsidian looking on, never moving. Arch Angel steps out as well and the two begin to circle. The two men lock up, but Kenji fires a knee to Arch Angel’s gut. He fires another knee into the abdomen. Arch Angle doubles over and Kenji sends a knee to his face, snapping his head up. Kenji hits the ropes and BLASTS Arch Angel with a big lariat, sending him crashing to the mat as the crowd boos. Flay shouts out and reaches in for a tag, but Kenji simply shakes his head and stays on the offensive.

Eryk Masters: Kenji starting things off strong here. And Kenji doesn’t want to tag in Flay. He’s intent on punishing Arch Angel here.

Other Guy: We’re just getting started here, E. I think Kenji wants to make sure Flay isn’t in harm’s way before he lets her into this match. Meanwhile, Obsidian has not moved from his spot on the outside. Hopefully it stays that way.

Arch Angel makes his way to his feet, and Kenji moves in quickly, delivering a trifecta of knife-edge chops, backing Arch Angel into a neutral corner. Kenji FIRES a stiff chop to the chest and then HAMMERS into Arch Angel with a lariat. Kenji sends another chop to the chest followed by another lariat. Scott Kamura is there demanding Kenji bring Arch Angel out of the corner, but Kenji continues to alternate chops and lariats to the corner. Kamura begins his count!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Kenji steps back before the count of five and Scott Kamura admonishes him. He give Kamura a cold stare before advancing on Arch Angel again, only to be met with a HARD back elbow from Arch Angel to the delight of the crowd! Kenji staggers back and Arch Angel barrels forward, but Kenji is ready and shows GREAT strength, using Arch Angel’s momentum and bringing him over with an Ipponzei throw! Kenji covers and Kamura is there!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Arch Angel gets his shoulder up, but Kenji doesn’t relent, quickly bringing Arch Angel to a sitting position and hooking in the strangle hold gamma!

Eryk Masters: Kenji Yamada is really taking it to Arch Angel here. He’s got that hold locked in tight. Can Arch Angel hold on?

Other Guy: Kenji’s tightening that hold here, BUT T.REX breaks it up!

As T.Rex stomps Kenji in the back to break Kenji’s hold, Scott Kamura stands up and admonishes him, sending him back to his corner. With the referee’s back turned, Kenji starts to blatantly choke Arch Angel, releasing the hold as soon as Scott Kamura turns back around.

Kenji brings Arch Angel to his feet, firing a short forearm to Arch Angel’s chin before backing him into the ropes and Irish whipping him across the ring. Arch Angel comes off the ropes and Kenji catches him with a jumping leg lariat, BUT ARCH ANGEL CATCHES HIM and SLAMS him down to the mat, buying himself some time!

Eryk Masters: What an amazing counter by Arch Angel!

Arch Angel begins to make his way towards his corner, where T.Rex waits with an outstretched hand. Kenji rolls towards his own corner, where Flay is anxiously awaiting a tag, but Kenji waves her off, getting to his feet.

Other Guy: And Kenji is waving Flay off again. That may come back to haunt him here, because Arch Angel has reached his corner!

Arch Angel makes the tag to T.Rex, who barrels into the ring and DROPS Kenji with a big clothesline as the crowd cheers! Kenji quickly gets to his feet and moves forward again, and Rex drops him with another clothesline! Kenji gets back up again and T.Rex scoops him up and SLAMS him down with a powerslam!

Rex brings Kenji to his feet and Irish whips him to the corner. Kenji hits HARD and stumbles forward. Rex boots Kenji in the stomach, doubling him over. He pulls Kenji in and lifts!

Eryk Masters: T.Rex is looking for a powerbomb here!

Other Guy: But Kenji uses the momentum and lands on his feet! OH, what a shot!

Kenji hits the mat HARD, bouncing off the canvas as T.Rex drops him with ANOTHER lariat and the crowd couldn’t be happier! T.Rex brings Kenji to his feet again setting him up and this time DRIVING him into the mat with a powerbomb! T.Rex covers!

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

Kenji gets his shoulder up. T.Rex brings him back to his feet and sends him into the ANARCHY corner. T.Rex tags Arch Angel and Arch Angel steps in, hammering Kenji with a big forearm. Arch Angel hooks Kenji up and takes him over with a big vertical suplex. Arch Angel covers!

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

Eryk Masters: Kenji kicks out again! But, he needs a tag, OG.

Other Guy: He definitely needs a tag. He’s been in there since this thing started, E.

Arch Angel brings Kenji up to his feet and Irish whips Kenji to the ropes. Kenji comes off the ropes and ducks under a clothesline from Arch Angel. He stops in his tracks as Arch Angel turns around and Kenji sends a dropkick to the knees. Arch Angel drops to his knees as Kenji hits the ropes and comes off, LEVELING Arch Angel with a dropkick to the side of the head as the crowd boos loudly!

Kenji stumbles to his feet and moves toward his corner, where Flay waits, hand outstretched for the tag. Kenji stops in his tracks and shakes his head, turning back towards Arch Angel, who is getting to his feet again.

Eryk Masters: I don’t get this. I know Kenji wants to protect Flay, but he needs to get a break. Flay Rios is a grown woman and has proven she can handle herself in the ring.

Other Guy: I agree, E, but I can’t say I’m disappointed. After all, this is Project: SCAR we’re talking about here.

Kenji meets Arch Angel head on with a series of knife-edge chops, staggering him back slightly. Kenji Irish whips Arch Angel to the corner, but Arch Angel reverses, sending Kenji into the corner with so much force that KENJI ELEVATES AND CRACKS HIS HEAD ON THE STEEL POST! Kenji SNAPS down to the mat covering his face as the crowd cheers loudly! Arch Angel drops a leg across Kenji’s throat and makes another cover and Scott Kamura is right there!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-NO!!

Eryk Masters: Kenji kicks out again! And, oh man, it looks like he’s busted open here.

Other Guy: He is, E. And it looks like a nasty cut right over his right eye. Kenji really needs to find a way to get some rest. He needs a tag.

Arch Angel brings Kenji back to his feet again, Irish whipping him into the ANARCHY corner. Arch and tags in T.Rex, who steps into the ring and boots Kenji in the stomach. He hooks Kenji up and HOISTS him into the air, BUT Kenji drops down behind him. Kenji shoves T.Rex forward and hits the opposite ropes. Kenji comes off looking for the Yakuza kick, but T.Rex catches the foot, spins Kenji around, snatches him up and DRIVES Kenji into the mat with a BIG belly to belly suplex! Rex brings Kenji back to his feet again, but KENJI EXPLODES up and connects with a BIG enziguri to the chagrin of the crowd!

Other Guy: T.Rex is DOWN. And now it looks like Kenji is gonna go for a tag to Flay.

Kenji crawls towards his corner and reaches up, but instead of tagging Flay, who is SCREAMING at Kenji to let her in the match, Kenji grabs the ropes and pulls himself back to his feet. Obsidian looks on, his gaze moving from Kenji to Flay and back again, but he makes no move to interfere. T.Rex takes the opportunity to tag in Arch Angel, who steps into the ring looking slightly uneasy. Arch Angel makes a motion for Kenji to tag in Flay, but Kenji snarls and RUSHES forward, sending VICIOUS chops into Arch Angel’s chest.

Eryk Masters: This is just getting stupid, OG. Kenji is bleeding. He is battered. He needs a rest. But he REFUSES to let Flay into this match. And Arch Angel is trying to be the sportsman, but Kenji just threw it back in his face.

Kenji continues to chop and kick Arch Angel, but Arch Angel FIRES a HEAVY forearm into Kenji’s already bleeding head, sending him down to the canvas. Kenji IMMEDIATELY begins to FORCE himself back to his feet. Arch Angel tags in T.Rex, shaking his head. Rex comes in and doesn’t hesitate. He begins to stomp away at Kenji before bringing him back to his feet. Kenji gets WHIPPED into the turnbuckle. He staggers out and Rex LEVELS him with ANOTHER big powerslam. Arch Angel shouts from the corner as T.Rex starts to bring Kenji back up.

Arch Angel: Just cover him, Teddy!

T.Rex looks down at the bloodied Kenji and nods, dropping down and hooking the leg in a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE NOO!!!

Kenji kicks out YET AGAIN and the crowd boos, but they are more reserved this time. Rex rolls away and gets to his knees. He gets to his feet, bringing Kenji up with him. Rex brings Kenji over to the corner and RAMS his head into the turnbuckle before tagging in Arch Angel. Arch Angel steps into the ring and boots Kenji in the gut. He pulls him in and lifts him up!

Eryk Masters: WEIGHT OF THE HALO! That’s gonna be all here!

Arch Angel covers Kenji and Scott Kamura is in position!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NO!!!!

Other Guy: Kenji JUST managed to get his foot on the bottom rope there. But he didn’t have the energy to even kick out there. AND KENJI is STILL trying to will himself to his feet!

Arch Angel simply looks down as Kenji struggles to the ropes and begins to DRAG himself back to his feet. Arch Angel rushes in and delivers a NASTY knee to Kenji’s gut. He Irish whips Kenji, but Kenji reverses and then pulls Arch Angel back in and shows AMAZING ability as he brings Arch Angel over with a powerslam out of NOWHERE!

Eryk Masters: I don’t know how to feel about this. Project: SCAR is a vile creation, but Kenji Yamada is showing tremendous fighting spirit here tonight!

Kenji again begins to crawl to his corner, blood dripping down his face. Arch Angel pushes himself to his knees. He looks back at Kenji, and begins to crawl slower than he probably could towards his own corner. T.Rex is shouting for Arch Angel to hurry up. Arch Angel stops short of his corner, apparently trying to allow Kenji to make a tag. But Kenji AGAIN waves off a nearly hysterical Flay as he staggers to his feet. Arch Angel shakes his head yet again as Kenji CHARGES forward. But Arch Angel PLANTS Kenji with a HUGE lariat. Arch Angel signals the end, drawing a slightly subdued cheer from the crowd.

Other Guy: And here we go. It looks like they’re gonna hit him with the Jersey Turnspike. These guys seemingly just want to end this thing, E.

Arch Angel tags in T.Rex and sets Kenji up for the pedigree. Rex steps into the ring and climbs onto the second turnbuckle. There is a slight pause and then…

Eryk Masters: THERE IT IS. JERSEY TURNSPIKE. And now, FINALLY, this thing is gonna be over! T.Rex covers!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Other Guy: I don’t… I don’t believe it!

Eryk Masters: KENJI YAMADA JUST KICKED OUT OF THE JERSEY TURNSPIKE! That is just INSANE!

The crowd is in a stunned silence. T.Rex is SHOCKED. Arch Angel is SHOCKED. Even Flay and Obsidian look to be in shock! The boys of ANARCHY stand up with their hands on their hips, at a loss.

Eryk Masters: AND KENJI IS GETTING BACK TO HIS FEET!

Kenji has staggered to his feet, blood POURING from his head. There is a glazed over look in his eyes as Flay is CRYING AND HYSTERICAL on the SCAR side of the ring. T.Rex finally shakes his head and points at Kenji.

T.Rex: AGAIN!

Arch Angel shrugs his shoulders.

Arch Angel: Really?

T.Rex looks slightly embarrassed.

T.Rex: I mean, we gotta end this.

Arch Angel nods, exasperated. Kenji stumbles forward and Arch Angel BOOTS him in the stomach, hooking him up as T.Rex climbs to the second turnbuckle.

Other Guy: Wait a minute! Obsidian!

The desert nomad has seen enough. He moves with uncanny speed from his spot on the outside and leaps up onto the apron, NAILING T.Rex with a HUGE right hand as the crowd boos and Scott Kamura calls for the bell! Obsidian steps into the ring and nails Arch Angel as well, who has dropped Kenji. The tag champions drop down and roll out of the ring, not wanting to cause any more destruction.

Samantha Coil: Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners as a result of a disqualification… and STILL the WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… AAAANAAARCCHHHYYY!!

The crowd cheers but it is very subdued as ANARCHY are handed their titles. They watch as a bawling Flay Rios tries to help Kenji to his feet, but Kenji pushes her away and stands very wobbly legged before collapsing to the mat in a pool of his own blood. The boys of ANARCHY shakes their heads and walk back up the aisle.

Eryk Masters: Folks, we may need to get some medical attention out here for Kenji Yamada.

Other Guy: I think this protecting Flay thing has gone too far here tonight.

Flay jumps out of the ring as Obsidian steps out and drops to the outside, dragging Kenji under the bottom rope before scooping him up into his massive arms like a parent would carry a small child. Obsidian begins to stalk back up the aisle cradling Kenji in his arms as Flay continues to bawl hysterically.

Eryk Masters: I will say this. As vile and despicable as Kenji Yamada and Project: SCAR are, Kenji showed the SHOOT Nation his tremendous fighting spirit tonight.

Other Guy: That’s true, E. And you can’t blame ANARCHY for how they reacted in this match. They were trying to end it, but Kenji would NOT stay down.

Eryk Masters: Well folks, this has been an interesting start to the night, to say the very least. But, we’re not done by a long shot! We’ve still got another title match, a Primus Qualifier, and not to mention the BIG tag team main event! Don’t go anywhere, SHOOT Nation!

A sleek black town car pulls into the parking garage that leads to the executive offices of the Epicenter, and as the door opens we see the familiar frame of Real Deal stepping out from within.

Josh Johnson straightens out his suit and reaffirms his grip on his briefcase while heading towards the elevators, but he’s suddenly cut off by a clearly anxious Abigail Chase with token microphone in hand.

Abigail Chase: Mr. Johnson, if you have a moment…I was hoping to get some comments on the recent happenings concerning Isaac Entragian?

Real Deal pauses for a moment, and then he offers Abigail a curt nod before continuing towards the elevators.

Real Deal: We’ll walk and talk.

Abigail Chase matches Josh’s stride, low heels clicking against concrete.

Abigail Chase: Fantastic. There have been reports circulating that Isaac Entragian has regained consciousness and is now missing from Spring Valley Hospital…is there any truth to that?

Real Deal: It’s a fact. Entragian is awake.

Abigail’s eyes widen for a moment before her next question.

Abigail Chase: And what about his whereabouts, Mr. Johnson?

Real Deal: That’s where it gets sketchy. No one seems to KNOW where he is…not even his own “brothers and sisters” in Project: SCAR. If anyone would know where Isaac is…it would be Elizabeth Gaunt, but guess what? She has no idea either. His own girlfriend is just as in the dark as the rest of us.

Josh shakes his head while smirking.

Real Deal: Based on the info that has been trickling in from the sources available to me, Entragian is no longer in the city of Las Vegas. Entragian might not even be in the state of Nevada anymore. For all I know he crawled off into the desert somewhere to lay up in a cave and die…

Abigail Chase: What’s this mean for Project: SCAR? What’s it mean for SHOOT Project??

Real Deal: What does it mean for SCAR? I’m not the person to ask. I suggest you interview them if you want an answer to that question. What does it mean for SHOOT Project? Really simple. A tyrant that has gone to INCREDIBLE lengths to ensure SHOOT Project suffers and withers…has finally fallen. He’s stalked off into obscurity with his tail between his legs. The company I poured blood, sweat and tears into…does not have to endure the foul presence of The Ivory Terror any longer. And in case you hadn’t noticed? I’m not all that heartbroken about it.

A little chuckle actually leaves Josh Johnson’s lips.

Real Deal: People can think what they want about Adrian Corazon…but the truth of the matter is this. Isaac Entragian is GONE…because of Adrian Corazon. Do I condone what Corazon did? Absolutely not. And rest assured, behind the scenes the heinous nature of Corazon’s attack is being met with repercussions on his end. There’s something pretty profound that people need to bear in mind, though…

Abigail Chase: What’s that?

Real Deal: The difference between Isaac Entragian and Adrian Corazon.

Abigail Chase: Which is?

Real Deal: Everything that Isaac Entragian has ever done…has been to the detriment of SHOOT Project. He has sought to HURT this company in every way that it can be hurt…and SHOOT Project has bled from a variety of wounds inflicted by that pale son of a bitch. He’s always been a destroyer, and he’s always relished the chaos and the horror he can inspire among the roster and the fanbase.

Josh Johnson pauses for a moment, making direct eye contact with Abigail Chase outside of the elevators.

Real Deal: Everything that Adrian Corazon has done…has been in an effort to SAVE and PROTECT the SHOOT Project. His methods are brutal and inhuman, sure…but that’s the kind of man Corazon is and will always be. As barbaric as he what he did was…he was trying to help in his own way. He was trying to make things right. And the mess that he brought into this place? He made major strides in cleaning it up at Master of the Mat.

Josh Johnson pauses while rubbing his chin.

Real Deal: That HOPE that everyone is always talking about? It doesn’t come easy. There’s blood and pain and sorrow on the road towards HOPE. There are very few people on this roster that would be willing to do what Corazon did. Something so cruel and merciless…something so INHUMAN…but ultimately something done for the greater good of SHOOT Project.

Abigail Chase: Any final words, Mr. Johnson?

Real Deal: Just this. Remember WHY Corazon did what he did. Remember WHAT Isaac Entragian was…and consider the burden of sacrificing a piece of your soul to dethrone a demon of a human being like Entragian from his seat of power. Corazon made that sacrifice…and he did it for the SHOOT Project.

Josh pushes the button on the elevator, stepping inside and casting a final glance at Abigail Chase.

Real Deal: Rather you condemn him for that…or thank him for that? The choice is yours in the long run. All you really need to do is take a good, long look at the brand on Adrian Corazon’s back…

Abigail Chase leans forward as the elevator doors begin to close.

Real Deal: …and you’ll know what he fights for.

Abigail makes one final attempt to jab her microphone forward, causing the elevators doors to reopen.

Abigail Chase: Just one last question, Mr. Johnson. Can you give us any further details on the disciplinary action to be leveled against Adrian Corazon in the near future?

Real Deal presses the button again, allowing the elevator doors to close against Abigail Chase.

Real Deal: No comment.

Eryk Masters: Well folks, we go from one title match right into another another one.

Other Guy: Yes we do. But how about that announcement from Josh Johnson? Isaac Entragian has come out of that coma-like state and has seemingly disappeared. We’ll try to get more on that in the near future, folks. But right now, the Rule of Surrender Championship is up for grabs.

Eryk Masters: As we said at the beginning of our broadcast, the SHOOT Brass have decided to change this match from non-title to a championship match.

They Are Lost by Last Remaining Pinnacle begins to play and the crowd begins to cheer.

Samantha Coil: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the RULE OF SURRENDER CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, from Charlotte, North Carolina, he is the challenger… THOMAS. MANCHESTER. BLLLAAACK!!!

TMB walks out onto the stage as the crowd continues to cheer. He walks down the aisle, fist bumping a fan here and there.

Eryk Masters: Well, TMB is about to get a chance at becoming a SHOOT Project champion once again.

Other Guy: But he wasn’t expecting this to be a title match, so I wonder where his head is going into this tonight. Though, with TMB, you gotta believe he’s not going to change his style too much.

TMB slides into the ring, sitting in the corner as the music fades and he wait for the champion to make his entrance.

Samantha Coil: And his opponent!

Solider of Fortune begins to blare over the speakers and the crowd lets out a mixed reaction in anticipation of the champion’s arrival.

Samantha Coil: Accompanied to the ring by his agent, Luther Crumb, he is the SHOOT Project RULE OF SURRENDER CHAMPION… MIIISTEEERRR OOOOCEEELLOOOOTT!!!

Luther Crumb leads his man towards the ring singing his praises. Ocelot walks to the ring, clearly focused on the task at hand. The Rule of Surrender Championship rests around his waist. He removes the title from his waist, handing it to Crumb as he climbs up onto the ring apron. Crumb shouts something up at Ocelot, who turns to reply to his manager, but TMB LEAPS up and NAILS Ocelot, sending him CRASHING down onto Crumb!

Eryk Masters: OH MAN! TMB is ready to go right now!

TMB exits the ring and grabs Ocelot. He SLINGS the champion into the steel ring steps shoulder first! And then lifts him up and does it AGAIN!

Other Guy: This one hasn’t started yet, but TMB is showing Mr. Ocelot that, in the SHOOT Project, you’ve got to be ready at all times!

TMB brings Ocelot back up and RAMS him shoulder first into the steel ring post before finally rolling him into the ring, following him in under the bottom rope. The referee rings the bell and this match has officially started!

Eryk Masters: TMB is just stalking Ocelot here. He took advantage of a brief distraction as Ocelot was entering the ring and he has jsut been focusing in on that shoulder.

TMB brings Ocelot to his feet. He Irish whips him to the ropes, but Ocelot ducks under a clothesline on the rebound. Ocelot hits the far ropes and comes off, BUT TMB CATCHES HIM and SLAMS him down with a black hole slam, transitioning right into an anaconda vice right in the center of the ring!

Eryk Masters: WAKE 2 NIGHTMARE! TMB has that locked in right in the middle of the ring!

Other Guy: And Ocelot is tapping!

Ocelot is indeed tapping, the torque on that already hurt shoulder proving too much to handle. And he bell sounds.

Eryk Masters: Oh Man! That had to be the quickest Rule of Surrender title match I’ve seen in a LONG time!

Samantha Coil: Here is your winner, and NEW RULE OF SURRENDER CHAMPION… THOMAS MANCHESTERRRR BLLLAAAACKKK!!!

They Are Lost plays again and TMB releases the hold. He is handed the Rule of Surrender Championship as Ocelot cradles his shoulder on the canvas and Luther Crumb drags himself to his feet on the outside.

Other Guy: Well, let’s hope Mr. Ocelot’s injury isn’t too serious and he can bounce back from this. Congratulations to the new Rule of Surrender Champion!

Eryk Masters: Stay tuned folks, we’ve still got a Primus Qualifier and our main event ahead!

Samantha Coil stands in the middle of the ring, microphone in hand, ready to announce the next match.

Suddenly, the lights go out in the Epicenter, and only the SHOOTron lights up. "The Ecstasy of Gold" by Ennio Morricone begins playing as the following words show up as white against the black background

TOMORROW.

TEN YEARS AFTER HIS FIRST APPEARANCE.

A SOLDIER RETURNS.

RENEWED.

REDEDICATED.

READY.

After the words disappear, a countdown begins.

24:00:00

23:59:59

23:59:58

The countdown continues until the song reaches it’s crescendo, and then the screen goes black, and the Epicenter returns to it’s usual lighting.

Other Guy: AH! My eyes! They gotta stop with that shit!

Eryk Masters: I guess we’ll have our answers on exactly what that’s about tomorrow night on Dominion. What’s with the look?

Other Guy: I already don’t like this guy.

Eryk Masters: Why not? You don’t even know who it is yet.

Other Guy: If he had any class, he would have come out tonight so perhaps my heart could have peed a little. Now my heart hath not pee.

Eryk Masters: Oh well when you put that way, it makes perfect sense. Let’s go back to Samantha before you give me a coronary.

Your fear it moves me. 

Your weakness I taste. 

I breathe you, I hate you. 

You course through my veins. 

 

And now. 

And now.  

 

The lights dim down for a moment and an explosion of pyro signals the entrance of Tanya Black who stands on the stage looking mesmerized for a moment as she soaks in the boos of the fans. 

 

Eryk Masters: Ladies and gentlemen, Tanya Black is here and with no match on the card, I’m guessing we are at the mercy of her mood swings. 

 

Other Guy: Tanya Black no doubt has something to say and yes, she does not seem to have any middle ground when it comes to her emotions. Her passions seem to get her into trouble. 

 

You want me. You love me. 

And I hate myself. 

I need you, but I hate you. 

‘Cause I want nothing else. 

 

And I bleed you since I’ve healed you. 

Your pain escapes through me. 

‘Cause I breathe you, but I hate you. 

‘Cause they say we could never be. 

They can’t see. 

 

As “Die For You” continues to play, the arena watches as Tanya Black begins walking to the ring, every step seeming to awaken her more and more, her look going from vacant to determination. Sliding into the ring Tanya Black moves to the middle and holds her arms out to the sides as she leans her head back 

 

It seems the pain’s been traded, 

Since I pulled you through. 

And now my mind’s been so jaded. 

And I would kill myself for you. 

I’d die for you.  

 

As the song dies down Tanya Black gestures for a microphone and begins pacing back and forth in the ring as she looks at both the microphone and the fans.   

 

Tanya: So last Dominion I had myself a little title match. Orion Championship. You might have heard of that gang and their special little title? 

 

Tanya stops and listens for the boos and “Orion Sucks” chant. Patiently waiting for them to die down she smiles. 

 

Tanya: So yeah. Now since I didn’t walk out here with the title that is a good sign I lost. But that’s okay. I’m not going to rage because even though I REALLY wanted to win, there is nothing that can be done about it. 

 

Now see, if I had lost to a better wrestler straight up I wouldn’t even have to come out here. I mean sometimes people are better than you. Being beaten by a better wrestler isn’t a sin. BUUUT see, even though it was technically legal, there was some interference by a third party. A little manager type that goes by the name of Leona. 

 

Tanya stops again as the fans start booing at that name and the memory of how she ruined such an intense match. Once again Tanya patiently waits for the fans to quiet down on their own. 

 

Eryk Masters: I’m worried. Tanya is too calm about this. She’s up to something. 

 

Other Guy: Tanya is always planning something. She’s a very smart wrestler. Just a little bit crazy at times. 

 

Tanya: So yeah. I’m afraid I don’t quite have the closure I usually like to seek. I can’t just walk away from this whole little thing. But what to do? What to do? I mean Leona is a manager and I just can’t beat up a manager. It’s not right. It’s not the classy thing to do. 

 

Or is it? 

 

See I recall Leona getting into a wrestling match once long ago. 

 

Eryk Masters: Oh god. There she goes. I told you she had a plan. 

 

Other Guy: But she fought another manager! It wasn’t a real match. 

 

Tanya: So I checked the contracts. Sure enough Little Leona is listed as a manager/WRESTLER. Isn’t that interesting? Isn’t that just perfect! 

 

The fans pop loudly as Tanya smiles like a cat with a bird as she twists a lock of hair around her finger. 

 

Tanya: So Leona. Don’t bother running. Don’t bother objecting. It’s already booked thanks to the fact that someone at SHOOT Project HQ agrees that you shouldn’t start something you don’t intend to finish. 

 

Next week: Tanya vs. Leona with all of Orion watching… from the back. See if anyone interferes in this match. Not just anyone in Orion but any person on the planet. The Orion Championship is forfeited to ME. 

 

With that the fans pop louder than ever as they anticipate the sneaky Leona getting her come-uppance as Tanya dances around the ring like a kid who got the perfect present for her birthday. 

 

Eryk Masters: That was a surprise! Despite talking bad about the bosses in the past, Tanya got them on her side and Orion just got outsmarted. I guess she’s the lesser of two evils right now. 

 

Other Guy: From the outset Orion’s members have tried to act like they are above and beyond doing what the boss says. Well now if they disobey their custom title is gone! I can’t imagine what Tanya Black will do to Leona. Tanya is an admitted sadomasochist. 

 

Eryk Masters: Indeed. This is what makes Tanya happy. Hurting people who screw her over. Someone better start training Leona A.S.A.P. 

 

The cheers quickly subside as “Set The World On Fire” booms over the speakers. The booing begins as Leona emerges from the backstage area, a microphone in her hand and a scowl on her face. 

 

Eryk Masters: Looks like we might not have to wait long for Leona’s response on this one! 

 

Leona: Tanya, Tanya, Tanya. I’ve always admired you for a lot of things. Your tenacity, your in-ring prowess.. but I think tonight all that’s gone completely and utterly to shit. You lost your match against Mason and instead of accepting it just like pretty much everyone else who has ever lost to him, you come out here and throw a little tantrum. You decide you’re going to go and instead of actually admitting you got beat by the better man, you’re going to lay all the blame at my feet like a whiny… little… BITCH. 

 

This gets the crowd roaring. 

 

Tanya Black: Really? You want to get- 

 

Leona: Excuse me- you had your time, you laid out your challenge, now you can shut the fuck up and give me a few. So you’ve gone and gotten the boys in the front office to give you a match against me next Dominion, huh? Couldn’t just come out and challenge me straight out, Tanya? You had to go to the front office and get them to sign off on it before I even had a say in the matter? Fine. You want it, you got it. And as for this little stipulation you cajoled them into writing in? The one keeping anyone from getting involved? Fine. Suit yourself. They’ll stay in the back if I tell them to,and rest assured I will do just that. You see, Tanya, contrary to what you might think in that pea brain of yours, I don’t NEED Orion to fight my battles for me. 

 

Tanya is standing in the ring, arms crossed and smiling. 

 

Leona: Just don’t be surprised if I have a little something to add to the equation before this is all said and done. You see, you’re not the only one who’s got connections. 

 

Tanya extends a hand, motioning for Leona to come to the ring… but she doesn’t notice that someone has crossed the security barrier and has stealthily made her way underneath the bottom rope… the mysterious figure with the dark, green-streaked hair drives a fist into the back of Tanya’s leg, forcing Tanya to stagger slightly.. just enough for the mysterious guest to clamp an arm around Tanya’s neck, cinching in a tight headlock.. she kicks out a leg and suddenly lunges forward, driving Tanya face-first hard into the canvas!!! 

 

Eryk Masters: Wait.. what the… 

 

Other Guy: Is this the one who’s been sending those creepy videos to SHOOT? Is this the Angel we’ve been hearing from? 

 

Eryk Masters: It might just be. I think it’s safe to assume that after all the teasing, the Angel has finally come. And it looks like she’s just said a very painful hello to Tanya Black. 

 

She slides underneath the ropes just as quickly as she entered, walking backwards up the ramp, her eyes wide, her hands crossed in front of her with the index and little fingers extended and her tongue out. She draws her lips together in an evil grin and disappears into the crowd.

We now go backstage to where the cameras have picked up what appears to be quite the animated conversation between the members of Orion…

Mason Pierce: Say the word and I’ll have this quashed, Lee. She wants to bitch and complain about losing her shot at the belt? She can-

Leona holds up a hand, cutting him off.

Leona: Stop right there, Mace. You do that, you prove to the world that Tanya was right- I can’t fight my own battles without Orion. Not going to happen. I’m not afraid of her, Mason. Yeah, she’s bigger, she’s tougher, she’s more experienced, but you know what? She’s still flesh and bone. She still hurts, she still bleeds. Have you forgotten who you’re talking to? I’m not exactly some creampuff, you know. However, there is something you can do for me. You still have that contact? Get this put into the contract…

Still holding her head Tanya bursts in not carrying about being outnumbered at the moment. Walking up to Leona, Tanya stares her in the eyes, temper clearly barely held in check. 

 

Tanya Black: Listen you two-rate ringrat! You better tell your new pet that she may have helped you tonight but all she did was put her name higher on my hit list than Mason Pierce which means her career is off to a really bad FUCKING start! I will take out anyone you bring and if she thinks I’m weakened for Henry tomorrow or you after that, she is in for a rude awakening!

Mason steps in front of Tanya to break things up, but Leona puts a hand on his arm.

Leona: Relax. I got this.

She steps around Mason, completely unafraid of Tanya.

Leona: You really seem to be all full of piss and vinegar tonight, aren’t ya? FYI, I have no idea who the hell attacked you. As much as I enjoyed watching your head being imprinted on the canvas, I can tell you with absolute truthfulness that she’s not Orion. I’m not the one who brought her in- hell, I don’t even know her name- although I’d like to, because I’ll probably be the first to buy that girl a round or two. Anyone who shuts that trap of yours for a few minutes is okay in my books. But as for who she is or what her agenda is, right now your guess is as good as mine. So unless you’d like to get an early jump on things tonight, I would really suggest getting the hell out of my space.

Mason and Malice flank Leona, all three sets of eyes staring at Tanya, who sees where this is going and turns, shaking her head as she walks off. Malice sets himself to go after her, but Leona turns to Morgana and shakes her head, signalling for the beast to be called off.

Mason Pierce: That was.. interesting.

Leona: No kidding. Definitely has me wondering just who the hell that WAS. You didn’t have anything to do with it, did you?

Mason shakes his head.

Mason Pierce: Nope. Like you said, whoever she is, she ain’t Orion.

As we come back to ringside, we see Samantha Coil standing in the ring, microphone in hand and the crowd is growing anxious.

Samantha Coil: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a PRIMUS QUALIFYING MATCH!

The March of Mephisto by Kamelot begins to pound through the speakers causing the crowd to rain down heavy boos throughout the arena.

Samantha Coil: Introducing first, standing 7’2” and weighing in at four hundred and sixty-five pounds… SAMMY ROOOOCHESSSTERRR!!!

Sammy Rochester stalks out onto the entrance stage, glaring around at the crowd. Jester trails a few steps behind Sammy looking very timid and subdued. Sammy immediately begins to march towards the ring with a purpose.

Eryk Masters: Well here we go! We’re about to find out who the first qualifier for the Primus is. And right now, Sammy Rochester is making his way to the ring. Jester still looks like he’s not enjoying the company of his monster, but Sammy doesn’t appear to care.

Other Guy: Sammy looks angrier than usual, here. And that doesn’t bode well for his opponent tonight. If you want to know how devastating Sammy Rochester can be, take a look at what he did when he attacked Donovan King last month.

Sammy climbs up onto the ring apron and steps over the top rope into the ring. The music fades and Sammy waits as the crowd hurl boos his way.

Samantha Coil: And, his opponent!

The crowd begins to get LOUD, beginning to cheer.

The opening of "Sound of Madness" starts up, and the crowd rises to their feet, cheering for the man stepping out onto the top of the ramp.

Yeah, I get it

You’re an outcast

Always under attack

Always coming in last

Bringing up the past

No one owes you anything

I think

You need a shotgun blast

A kick in the ass

So paranoid

WATCH YOUR BACK

Lunatikk Crippler stands at the top of the ramp, staring down intently at Sammy Rochester. The crowd reaches a fever pitch as Crippler steps forward, never taking his eyes off Sammy.

Samantha Coil: Residing in Las Vegas, Nevada by way of South Bend, Indiana and weighing in at two hundred and thirty-eight pounds…. LUNATIKK CRIIIIIPLEEEERRR!!!

As Crippler makes it to ringside and climbs onto the apron and into the ring, locking eyes with the rage-filled Sammy Rochester.

Eryk Masters: Crippler looks focused tonight. He’s ready to go and is not showing ANY signs of being intimidated. We’re about to see one hell of a fight…

Ohhh, oh-oh-oh-ohhhhh, o-o-o-o-o-ohhh I’ll get him hot; show him what I’ve got…

Other Guy: Oh, what the hell!

As Lady GaGa’s “Poker Face” plays, the crowd begins to boo again, getting loud as ever. Laura Seton steps out onto the entrance stage looking smug. Crippler and Sammy both turn their heads in her direction. Sammy looks slightly confused, but Crippler looks angry. Laura begins walking down to the ring. Instead of approaching the ring, she heads to the commentary pod.

Eryk Masters: I’m sure you’re out here to cause a few problems.

Laura: No, I came out here to watch a great match. Purely coincidence Crip is involved.

Eryk Masters: Sure it is. Tell us, how long before you interfere?

Laura: I’m not planning to interfere or do anything after the match. I’m just here to commentate.

Sammy and Crippler turn to face one another again and Willie Dean calls for the bell to start the match.

Sammy lunges forward, charging in at Crippler, but Crippler sidesteps and Sammy hits the buckles. Sammy doesn’t seem to feel the impact as he turns around a swings wildly, but Crippler ducks and sends a pair of quick forearms into Sammy’s jaw. Sammy’s head snaps back, but he continues to move forward. He grabs Crippler by the head and SLINGS him into the corner. He backs up slightly and charges in again, and again Crippler slides out of the way. Sammy turns around wildly, but Crippler backs away and Sammy lets out a HOWL of rage as the crowd cheers.

Eryk Masters: This is exactly what Crippler needs to do to survive this match. He’s got to use his speed and agility to counter Sammy’s awesome power.

Other Guy: That’s for sure. The question for me is can Crippler bring Sammy down with the Lunatikk Sweet or lock Sammy in the Bitchified?

Laura: I don’t have an answer for that one, but I will say that Crip is one tough competitor. But I just don’t know if he can beat Sammy.

Crippler steps toward Sammy hesitantly, and Sammy RUSHES in. Crippler isn’t fast enough this time and Sammy LEVELS him with a clothesline that sends Crip crashing to the canvas. Sammy stomps the back of Crippler over and over before JERKING him back to his feet. He hoists Crippler up and SLAMS him down with a scoop slam. Sammy hits the ropes and LEAPS into the air looking for a big elbow drop, but Crippler rolls out of the way to the delight of this Epicenter crowd!

Crippler gets to his feet, but so does Sammy, who swings wildly. Crippler ducks under and fires a few shots to the kidneys that barely register with Sammy. Crippler hits the ropes and LEAPS up with a crossbody, BUT SAMMY CATCHES HIM. Sammy DROPS down and CRUSHES Crippler with all four hundred plus pounds!

Eryk Masters: That didn’t pay off for Crippler. And this may be over.

Sammy covers Crippler and sloppily hooks a leg. Willie Dean is there.

ONE!

TWO!

WHAT?

Sammy pulls Crippler’s shoulders off the mat, an evil grin on his face.

Other Guy: Oh man. Sammy’s not done yet. He wants to punish Crippler here.

Laura: I don’t know if that’s smart. Crippler is a fighter. And Sammy’s not too smart as it is.

Eryk Masters: I don’t know if you want Sammy to hear you saying that, Laura. And what’s with all this complimentary talk for Crippler?

Laura: Just because I don’t like him, doesn’t mean I don’t respect his in-ring capabilities.

Sammy pulls Crippler to his feet and PISTONS a shot to Crippler’s jaw, rocking him backwards. He hooks Crippler’s arms in an overhook position and begins to SLAM headbutts into Crippler’s face. Crippler’s split lip opens back up, causing blood to flow freely from the wound. Sammy LAUNCHES Crippler across the ring by his arms. He SCREAMS to the heavens in a rage before turning to Crippler and launches himself forward, driving his knee into Crippler’s head.

Eryk Masters: OH! Sammy is BRUTALIZING Crippler here tonight. This may just be a matter of time.

Sammy brings Crippler up to his feet and Irish whips him into the corner, but Crippler hops up onto the turnbuckle and LEAPS off, hitting a flying forearm right on the nose of Sammy, who blinks rapidly as he stagger backwards. Sammy stalks forward again as Crippler gets to his feet, but Crippler dodges Sammy’s haymaker. Crip slips behind Sammy and starts to send STINGING kicks to the back of the knee. Crippler hits the ropes, ducking a wild clothesline on the rebound JUMPING up an springboarding on the top rope with an Asai Moonsault! BUT SAMMY catches him and DRILLS Crippler into the mat with a standing powerslam! The crowd “ooohs” and then starts to boo Sammy.

Laura: Crip needs to stop this high risk crap or he’s gonna get himself really hurt.

Eryk Masters: Oh, I’m sure you’d be perfectly fine with that, Seton.

Laura: You know, all you’ve done the past 10 months is disrespect me. Why don’t you just shut your mouth and let the real pro, Other Guy, do the talking.

Eryk Masters: Outside of your ability in that ring, you’re not worth many compliments.

Laura: At least I can do MY job without looking stupid.

Eryk Masters: Ladies and gentlemen, the high class of Laura Se—

Laura: Shut up

Crippler is HOWLING in pain as Sammy STANDS on his back, practically crushing Crippler. He steps off him before bringing him to his feet and SNATCHING Crippler on the back of the neck!

Other Guy: He’s going for that reverse chokeslam. If he hits it, this one is over!

Sammy LIFTS Crippler into the air, but Crippler FIRES an elbow down onto Sammy’s nose! Sammy lets go and Crip drops to the canvas. He pushes himself to his feet, checking on the blood flowing from his re-wounded lip. Crippler hits the ropes and launches himself forward with a front dropkick, staggering the big man. He hits the ropes again and fires a flying forearm. Sammy is rocked, but doesn’t go down!

Crippler lets out a primal SCREAM of his own before hitting the ropes and BARRELING into Sammy with a HUGE spear! SAMMY GOES DOWN!

Eryk Masters: BLOOD DRIVE! Crippler hit that spear! And Sammy is DOWN! Crippler covers!

ONE!

TWO!

Sammy LAUNCHES Crippler off him before the count of three! Crippler rolls away as Sammy pushes himself back to a vertical base. Crippler moves in, sending HARD body shots to Sammy’s abdomen that actually start to take a toll on the manster. But Sammy LAUNCHES Crippler back and charges forward. Crippler rolls under a big boot and climbs the top turnbuckle quickly just as Sammy turns. Crippler LEAPS from the top rope, BUT SAMMY CATCHES HIM AGAIN! This time, Sammy catches him by his throat and holds Crippler in the air, both hands trying to choke the very LIFE out of Crippler!

Laura: That idiot will never learn!

Other Guy: I can’t say I disagree, but Sammy’s gotta be careful or he’s going to get disqualified here!

Eryk Masters: I don’t know if he cares, OG.

Sammy continues to THROTTLE Crippler with a look of glee in his eyes as Willie Dean shouts for Sammy to release the choke. He has no choice but to begin his count!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

Willie Dean calls for the bell, but Sammy doesn’t seem to register.

Samantha Coil: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner as a result of a disqualification and advancing to the Primus…. LUNATIKK CRIIIPLEEERRR!!!

Sammy’s eyes go wide as he drops Crippler and turns to stalk Willie Dean. The referee DIVES out of the way and hightails it up the aisle away from Sammy.

In the commentary pod, Laura Seton stands up, headset still on.

Eryk Masters: I thought you said you weren’t going to interfere?

Laura: The match is over. I can do whatever I want.

Eryk Masters: What about the part about not doing anything after the match?

Laura: I lied.

Laura exits the pod and hops the barrier. She prowls around the ring, trying to stay out of Sammy’s sightline. Sammy turns back to Crippler, who is coughing and trying to pull himself to his feet, his split lip bleeding nastily. And Sammy MOWS DOWN Crippler as he turns! He just begins to STOMP away at Crip, dropping elbows and knees across Crippler’s back. He brings Crippler to his feet, snatching him by the back of the neck and LIFTS him up, driving him face first into the mat! Seton licks her lips as she slowly pulls herself onto the ring apron.

Eryk Masters: This is disgusting! Sammy Rochester is destroying Crippler and Laura Seton is just waiting to pick the bones.

Other Guy: Oh, no. Sammy’s gonna hit that reverse chokeslam again. WAIT A MINUTE!!!

The crowd EXPLODES with cheers as DONOVAN KING comes SPRINTING down the aisle, sliding into the ring UNLOADS on Sammy, causing the big man to drop Crippler! Seton drops off the apron and hightails it back up the aisle, wanting no part of King. King continues to fire shots at Sammy, rocking him back as the crowd is LOUD!

Eryk Masters: KING IS HERE! KING IS HERE! AND HE’S TAKING THE FIGHT TO SAMMY ROCHESTER!

Other Guy: This has got to be revenge for Dominion 10 and a way to save Crippler at the same time.. OH!

Sammy DRIVES a knee into the taped up ribs of King, causing King to drop. Sammy takes a second to regain his bearings and begins to savagely stomp, punch and kick at Kings injured ribs. Sammy STEPS on King and grabs the top rope for leverage, absolutely CRUSHING King underneath his weight. He HOPS on King before stepping off and bringing King to his feet, HOISTING him up and DRIVING him into the mat with the reverse chokeslam. Sammy SCREAMS with rage and grabs King by the back of the neck again, lifting him STRAIGHT back into the air and SLAMMING him down with another one! He GLARES down at King before cracking a NASTY smile and bringing King up and DRILLING him into the mat with yet ANOTHER reverse chokeslam.

Eryk Masters: My god. Can we PLEASE get someone out here to stop this?

Other Guy: Yea. This is bad. This is very bad.

Sammy begins to RIP the bandages from King’s ribs and plants VICIOUS stomps to the now completely exposed ribs of King. Sammy JUMPS into the air and delivers a particularly nasty stomp.

Eryk Masters: I never thought I’d be saying this, but thank GOD for Jester Smiles.

Jester has gotten into the ring and is shouting at Sammy to stop and exit the ring.

Jester Smiles: THAT’S ENOUGH, SAMMY! You sent your message. You gotta save some for later!

Sammy glares at Jester and looks down at King. He smiles that nasty smile again and kicks King once more for good measure before stepping over the top rope and down off the apron. Sammy and Jester stalk up the aisle as the crowd is deadly silent due to the condition of Donovan King in the ring.

Eryk Masters: Folks, I’m sorry for that. Sammy Rochester is just out of control.

Other Guy: You don’t have to apologize, E. Jester unleashed this monster. But, folks, we have to say, we’re not sure if Donovan King is going to be able to participate in tomorrow night’s main event. We’ve got to go to something else. Medical staff is attending to King in the ring right now. Stay tuned. We’ve still got the main event ahead.

The scene opens backstage to Abigail Chase. Chase is standing in the locker room of Thomas Manchester Black. TMB has just started cutting the tape off his fists after a grueling match. Chase wastes no time and fires the first question at Black.

Abigail Chase: At the last show you told people that that you were gonna remind people who you were. And tonight you…

TMB: We can talk about that later. First let me ask you a question? Did you see my stand up routine?

Abigail Chase: uhm…no.

TMB: Did you see my brand new action movie starring Vin Diesel?

Abigail pauses and tries to think if she had seen Black in any of the recent blockbuster hits on film or seen him crack any jokes at any shows. Abigail tries to fumble through an answer.

Abigail Chase: Well I didn’t know…

TMB: OF COURSE YOU DIDN’T!!! I’m not a comedian or a fucking movie star. I beat people up, that is my job. And I’m damn good at it. Which is why you shouldn’t be so shocked that I beat another person wearing some gold in SHOOT Project.

Abigail Chase: Well…

TMB: You honestly thought some guy with two SHOOT matches under his belt was gonna waltz into that ring and show me a thing or two. To do something the so called monster Sammy couldn’t do. And that right there is the problem. That is the fucking issue.

Abigail Chase: The issue?

TMB: Yes, you see, in that rush to pat the back of it’s favorites and the new talent, SHOOT has forgotten the work put in by their grinders. The guys tapping the bottom of the glass ceiling watching the unworthy move past them.

Abigail Chase: That’s not true, what about…

Black shoots a look at Chase, which causes her to pause. Black stands up and tosses the cut tape into the nearby trash. He grabs a towel and wipes the sweat off his face. Over the past few weeks, TMB has been able to think things through. His match with Sammy was a product of that re-focusing. Tonight just drives the point home.

TMB: What about who? Trey Willet, the guy who left when the going got tough, then came back like a returning hero. Or you mean Del Carver, who once again has disappeared in the wind. Or maybe you are talking about Jun Kenshin. You know what I was doing while they were on and off soldiers? I was in the trenches, busting my fucking ass night in and night out. That’s what I was doing. Heh, you know what is really funny though, Ms. Chase? When they all leave again, I’ll be here letting the bodies pile.

TMB walks over to the locker room door and looks back at Chase.

TMB: And you don’t need to check with Rob Belote to understand that, that…that is my legacy.

Abigail Chase just looks at TMB before waving for the camera crew to floor her out the locker room as the scene fades to black.

The crowd is buzzing. Their shock from what happened to Donovan King is wearing off as their anticipation for the main event grows.

Eryk Masters: Well, SHOOT Faithful, we’ve had a crazy night so far. We now know Lunatikk Crippler will be in the Primus, but we are unsure of the status of Donovan King. We have a new Rule of Surrender Champion. Not to mention, the crazy way that tag team championship match went. But we are not done yet. And it’s time for the main event.

Other Guy: This should be a good one, E. All four men in this match are already set to be in the Primus at ELITE. Take it away, Samantha Coil!

Samantha Coil: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the MAIN EVENT of the EVENING! This is a tag team attraction scheduled for one fall!

The JumboTron goes to static, and Set The World On Fire booms from the speakers. The familiar logo appears on the screen as the picture clears…

The crowd begins to boo and jeer as the music continues and Mason Pierce steps out onto the entrance stage with Leona in tow. The Orion Championship rests on Mason’s shoulder and he smirks as he looks out over the crowd before the duo begins to walk down the ramp towards the ring.

Eryk Masters:

Well here comes the leader of Orion, OG. He’s got quite the rivalry going with our World Champion. But the man is all business both in and out of the ring. Even if I do think he’s a bit of a coward.

Other Guy: I’d be careful what you say about him, E. You never know when the rest of Orion is lurking. But, Mason Pierce can certainly go in that ring. Let’s not forget, he nearly won the last Primus at RISE.

Mason and Leona step up onto the ring apron using the ring steps. The couple steps between the ropes amidst a see of boos and Mason raises the Orion Championship high in the air before handing it off to Leona and leaning against the ropes awaiting his partner for the evening.

Samantha Coil: Introducing first, standing in the ring, he hails from Manchester, England and weighs in at two hundred and thirty pounds. He is accompanied by Leona. Here is the unsanctioned ORION CHAMPION, MASOOON PIEEEEERRRCCEEE!!!

The SHOOT Nation continues to hurl boos and insults at Mason and they get louder as they await his tag team partner for the evening.

"YOU’VE GOT THE TOUCH!"

The boos in the arena are louder and more pronounced than ever tonight as The Touch by Stan Bush begins to play over the speakers.

Samantha Coil: And his tag team partner! Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds, he is the FORMER WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! To be led to the ring by his assistant, Molly, here is "The Golden Boy" DAAAN STEEEEIINNNN!!!

The music continues to play as Dan Stein steps out onto the stage amidst a sea of booing fans with Molly right behind him. There is something different about Stein. He walks to the ring with a purpose, a sight smirk on his face.

Eryk Masters Man, does Stein look focused tonight, or what, OG?

Other Guy: No doubt about it, E. He’s lost two consecutive matches, both to his opponents tonight. I think Stein has a chip on his shoulder and he’s coming into this one ready as ever.

Stein rolls into the ring under the bottom rope and pops up to his feet, slapping hands with Mason and briefly talking strategy as the music fades.

Eryk Masters: The last time he was this focused, Dan Stein won the World Championship at Master of the Mat. But, tonight he’s facing the two guys, who have got to be considered the best right now, so both he and Mason have a tall order in front of them.

"TONIGHT WE’RE GOING HAR-HAR-HAR-HAR-HARD!"

The Epicenter ERUPTS as Loco Martinez bounds out onto the stage as Ke$ha’s "We R Who We R" blasts through the arena. Loco bobs to the music as he makes his way to the ring.

Eryk Masters: The only man in this match who hasn’t held a SHOOT Project Championship.

Other Guy: But he is our reigning Master of the Mat.

Eryk Masters: That he is, OG. Since returning to the SHOOT Project he has been on quite the roll.

Loco hops up onto the apron and rolls backwards over the top rope into the ring. He hops up as flash bulbs pop. He heads to his and Trey’s corner as the music fades.

Samantha Coil: And there opponents! First, currently in the ring, he hails from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! He is the 2013 Master of the Mat! Here is LOOOCCOOOOOOO MAAAAARRRRRTIIIINEEEZZZ!!!

The crowd cheers WILDLY for Loco as he gets that Cheshire cat-like grin on his face. The music fades and the crowd waits with bated breath until…

"CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!

If the reaction for Loco was loud? This one is DEAFENING.

"THERE’LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE

LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST

DON’T YOU CRY NO MORE…"

The SHOOT Nation completely EXPLODES as Trey Willett steps out onto the entrance stage, the World Heavyweight Championship buckled around his waist.

Samantha Coil: And his tag team partner! Hailing from Staten Island, New York and weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds! He is THE SHOOT Project WORLD. HEAVYWEIGHT. CHAMPION! Here is "The Wayward Son" TREEEEY WIIIIIILLLETTTT!!!

Trey BOUNDS forward heading for the ring while slapping hands with as many fans as possible. He slides into the ring underneath the bottom rope and pops up, unbuckling the World Title from his waist and climbing the turnbuckle, holding it in the air. He drops down and hands the title off to the referee as the music fades.

Eryk Masters: Trey Willett realized his dream at Revolution about a month ago when he captured the World Title from Dan Stein. Tonight marks the first time he’s been in action since then.

Other Guy: I can’t wait for this match to get started, E.

Stein and Mason seem to be strategizing in their corner. After a few seconds of discussion, Stein steps out onto the apron. Meanwhile, Trey and Loco high five before Trey steps onto the apron.

Eryk Masters: It looks like it’s going to be Mason Pierce starting things off with Loco Martinez here. And we’re about ready to go!

Referee Tony Lorenzo calls for the bell and Revolution’s Main Event is underway!

Loco and Mason start to circle one another, both men showing a bit of caution. They step forward, locking up with a collar and elbow tie-up. They jockey for position for a few seconds before Mason backs Loco into a corner. Tony Lorenzo calls for a break and Mason obliges, slapping Loco on his bronze chest as he backs away with a smirk on his face. Loco only smiles and nod lightly before the two begin to circle again.

They lock up again. Mason starts to back Loco up again, but Loco lowers his level, breaking the tie-up and scooping Mason’s leg from under him with a single leg takedown. Mason rolls away and pops up, but Loco is there and takes Mason over with a QUICK headlock takedown. Mason quickly shoves Loco’s head back and locks in a headscissors, but Loco kips up and out. Both men get to their feet and face each other and the crowd shows their appreciation for their wrestling ability.

Loco and Mason step in for another tie-up, but Mason buries his knee into Loco’s gut. He grabs a wrist and Irish whips Loco into the ropes, but Loco reverses, sending Mason into the ropes instead. Mason rebounds off the ropes right into a lightning quick armdrag! Mason pops up and rushes forward right into another armdrag. Mason pops up again and eats a dropkick. Mason hits the canvas hard, and rolls out of the ring! Stein drops off the apron and regroups with Mason on the outside. Loco pops up and pumps his fist at the crowd, who erupt with cheers!

Eryk Masters: What a start to this one, OG. Mason Pierce came out on the short end of that exchange and he’s regrouping with Stein on the outside.

Other Guy: He better be careful not to get counted out, here E.

Tony Lorenzo’s count has reached six and Mason walks up the ring steps, demanding the referee “get Loco back.” Loco backs into his own corner, holding his arms out to his sides. Mason steps into the ring. Trey starts clapping his hands on the apron and the crowd begins to mimic the action, adding in a chant.

“LET’S GO LOCO” *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Mason Pierce: SHUT UP!

”BOOOOOO!”

Mason and Loco start forward, but Mason stops, holding his hands up. He points to Trey and starts motioning that he wants Trey in the ring. The crowd starts to cheer wildly. Loco looks around, smiling broadly. He points at Trey and the crowd voices their approval of a tag. Loco turns around to tag Trey, BUT MASON rushes in and CLOBBERS Loco from behind before he can make the tag. He JERKS Loco away from his corner and SHOVES a knee into Loco’s stomach much to the displeasure of the Epicenter crowd. Mason cinches Loco up and brings him over with a quick vertical suplex. He gets to his feet and drops a quick leg across the throat.

Eryk Masters: Mason with a dirty tactic there, surprise, surprise. And now he’s going to work on that neck and throat.

Other Guy: He’s softening him up for that Manchester Necktie, E.

Mason brings Loco to his feet and hooks his head, twisting him around and DROPPING down with a NASTY hangman’s neckbreaker. Mason with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Mason wastes no time, bringing Loco back to his feet and Irish whipping him to the corner. Mason rushes in and delivers a running knee to the abdomen before tagging in Stein, who leaps up and over the top rope. Mason holds the arm and Stein delivers a boot to the ribs before shoving Loco into the corner. Stein snaps off a few CRISP jabs before catching Loco with a STIFF right hand. Tony Lorenzo is right there, demanding Stein get Loco out of the corner. Stein obliges, bringing Loco out of the corner and SNAPPING him over with an armdrag! Stein stomps Loco before bringing him to his feet. He Irish whips Loco into the ropes. Loco comes off and Stein lifts him into a tilt-a-whirl, BUT LOCO hooks the head and brings Stein over with a BEAUTIFUL headscissors as the crowd cheers!

Stein gets to his feet JUST as Loco does and Loco LEAPS forward, hitting a flying forearm! He brings Stein back to his feet and whips him into the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a jumping leg lariat! Loco gets to his feet and stumbles over and makes the tag to Trey!

Eryk Masters: Here we go! Listen to this crowd!

The crowd gets LOUD as Trey leaps into the ring over the top ropes and DROPS a turning Stein with a quick dropkick. Stein pops back to his feet to be caught with an armdrag. Stein rolls from the ring and the crowd boos loudly. The crowd cheers LOUDLY and Stein looks puzzled as he turns back to the ring. He eyes go WIDE as Trey comes FLYING over the top rope, crashing into Stein with a suicide plancha! The crowd ERUPTS as Trey pops up, pumping his fist!

Other Guy: Stein tried to get a breather, but Trey wasn’t having it! The champ is taking it to Dan Stein! And this crowd loves it

Trey rolls Stein in the ring, where Loco is asking for a tag. Trey obliges, and Loco climbs to the top turnbuckle. As Trey steps out of the ring, Loco LEAPS off the top, CRASHING down onto Stein with a frog splash! Trey asks for a tag. Loco shrugs and obliges, stepping out of the ring as Trey climbs to the top this time! Trey JUMPS from the top, turning his body in mid-air and landing HARD on Stein with a corkscrew splash!

Eryk Masters: Ha ha. A little one-upping there from Wayward Insanity there.

Other Guy: Yea, it… wait. Wayward Insanity?

Eryk Masters: I heard someone call them that last week. I thought it was catchy.

Trey brings a very wobbly Dan Stein to his feet and Irish whips him, but Stein JUST manages to reverse. Trey hits the ropes; BUT MASON PIERCE catches him with a STIFF kick to the back between the ropes from the apron! The crowd boos loudly as Trey stumbles forward and Stein SNAPS him down with a DDT! Stein gets to his feet, pulling Trey up by the hair, and drags him to his corner. He SLAMS Trey’s head into the buckle before making the tag to Mason.

The SHOOT Nation boos LOUDLY as Mason steps into the ring delivers a series of STIFF chops to the Trey’s chest. He pulls Trey from the corner and boots him in the stomach, following it up with a double axehandle to the back of the neck, dropping Trey down to his knees. Mason brings Trey to his feet, BUT Trey starts to FIRE forearms to Mason’s chest as the crowd begins to cheer. Mason is back up a few steps, but quickly rakes the eyes, stopping Trey’s momentum, to the chagrin of the crowd.

Eryk Masters: Trey Willett was mounting an offense there, but Mason Pierce goes to the eyes.

Other Guy: Nasty, but effective, E.

Mason sends a knee into Trey’s midsection before SLINGING Trey through the ropes to the outside. The referee turns to admonish Mason, who occupies Tony Lorenzo’s attention while Stein hops off the apron to the outside.

Eryk Masters: Oh, come on, Lorenzo! Pay attention!

Stein puts the boots to Trey before picking him up and SLINGING him into the ringside barrier. He then rolls Trey back into the ring. Mason charges past Tony Lorenzo and puts the boots to Trey some more.

Mason brings Trey to his feet and drags him to the corner, tagging in Stein. Stein steps in the ring and delivers a HARD uppercut to Trey’s chin. He snatches Trey up and brings him over with a vertical suplex! Stein floats over and covers!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-NO!

Trey kicks out, but Stein doesn’t bother arguing with Lorenzo. He brings Trey up and slaps on a side headlock, he moves closer to Trey’s corner and starts to jaw jack at Loco. But TREY LIFTS and drops back with a back suplex as the crowd cheers HARD!!

Other Guy: Stein got caught talking trash there and the World Champ has a chance to make the tag!

Trey starts to crawl to his corner, where Loco reaches out for the tag, but Stein is back up and grabs Trey’s leg, dragging him back to the center of the ring and dropping a QUICK elbow across the back of Trey’s neck. Stein pops up and SPITS at Loco! Loco is FURIOUS and steps into the ring. Stein points at Loco and Tony Lorenzo rushes over, trying to get an IRATE Loco Martinez back onto the apron. Meanwhile, Stein waves in Mason who helps Stein bring Trey to his feet. Stein and Mason LIFT Trey up and over with a double suplex! Stein exits the ring just as Tony Lorenzo turns back around! Lorenzo questions Mason about a tag and Mason swears there was one before dropping down and cinching in a rear chinlock.

Eryk Masters: Oh, come on Tony! There was no tag!

Other Guy I guess he’s going to take Mason’s word for it, E.

Mason releases the chinlock and drives a knee into Trey’s back before bringing him to his feet and applying a front facelock with his back to Loco. Tony Lorenzo is checking on Trey, but Trey STARTS to come alive, firing fists into Mason’s ribs! Trey starts to back Mason towards Loco, who is reaching for a tag. The crowd encourages Trey with cheers and he gets closer and closer.

Other Guy: Trey’s getting close!

Stein rushes into the ring, prompting Tony Lorenzo to rush forward and try to get him out onto the apron. And Trey makes the tag! Loco ROARS into the ring, UNLOADING on Mason as the crowd goes WILD. Stein steps onto the apron and Lorenzo turns around, seeing Loco in the ring. Lorenzo says there was no tag and Loco is FURIOUSLY pleading his case, but Lorenzo demands he return to the apron. Loco begrudgingly complies and Mason smirks and he gets back to his feet and begins to put the boots to Trey again as the crowd is IRATE!

Eryk Masters: NO! There was a tag! Come on, Tony!

Other Guy: He didn’t see it, E. It was the right call, as much as we and the fans don’t like it.

Mason brings Trey to his feet, twisting his arm in an arm wringer before tagging in Stein, who boots Trey in the gut before bringing him over with a gutwrench suplex. Stein gets to his feet and just SLAPS Trey across the face as he lies on the mat. Stein slaps him AGAIN before bringing him to his feet and scoop slamming him back to the canvas. Stein steps to the apron and begins to climb to the top turnbuckle. He perches on top and looks to the crowd smirking as they boo loudly. Stein LEAPS from the top with a SHOOTING STEIN PRESS!

Eryk Masters: HE MISSED! STEIN MISSED! TREY ROLLED FORWARD OUT OF THE WAY!

Stein CRASHES into the canvas and rolls over clutching his abdomen. BOTH men are down and Tony Lorenzo begins his count!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

Trey and Stein both roll to their stomachs and begin to crawl to their respective corners.

SIX!

SEVEN!

Both men get closer and closer to their corners.

EIGHT!

NINE!

Stein makes the tag to Mason, breaking the ten count and Mason RUSHES into the ring and grabs Trey by the leg, pulling him away from Loco JUST before he can make the tag. Trey hops up to one foot and NAILS Mason with an enziguri, sending him to the canvas! Trey pushes himself to his hands and knees and dives forward!

Eryk Masters: HE MAKES THE TAG! HERE. COMES. LOCO!

Other Guy: Look at him go!

Loco ROARS into the ring, NAILING Mason as he gets up with a spinning heel kick. Stein rushes in and Loco ducks a clothesline, nailing Stein with another spinning heel kick! Mason rushes in and Loco hits a picture perfect dropkick! The crowd has ERUPTED! Stein and Mason roll out of the ring to catch a breather. Trey steps back into the ring and both Loco and Trey hit the ropes, and LEAP over the top, NAILING Stein and Loco with STEREO SUICIDE PLANCHAS! The crowd. Fucking. Loses it! Trey rolls back in and goes back to his corner and Loco slings Mason back into the ring. He turns Mason to his stomach and locks in an indian deathlock. Trey steps into the ring and climbs to the middle turnbuckle, LEAPING off and connecting with a double stomp onto Mason before going back to the corner. Loco releases the hold, rolling Mason over and covering. Lorenzo is there!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-NO!

Eryk Masters:

Stein makes the save out of nowhere!

Stein steps back out onto the apron, as Loco looks just a little frustrated. Loco rushes forward and forearms Stein! Stein drops off the apron! Loco goes back to Mason and brings him to his feet. He drags him to the corner, tagging Trey back in. Trey climbs to the top as Loco positions Mason in a powerbomb! Loco brings Mason up and Trey LEAPS from the top NAILING a clothesline a Loco DRIVES Mason into the with the powerbomb!

Other Guy: This could be it!

Loco makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE! NO!

Eryk Masters: Did you see that? Leona just pulled Mason’s foot onto the bottom rope!

Loco is telling Tony Lorenzo just that, but Lorenzo is trying to explain that he didn’t see it. Trey is even trying to argue from the apron, but he is quickly distracted by a commotion on the outside.

Other Guy: What the? That’s Orion’s Morgana! What’s she doing, E?

Eryk Masters: It looks like she’s taken the World Championship from Mark Kendrick. What the hell?

Trey hops down off the apron and block Morgana’s path. He steps forward demanding the title back. Morgana starts to backpedal a bit and the fans start booing LOUDLY , Trey turns around, but not in time as MALICE comes out of nowhere and CLOBBERS Trey with a huge clothesline!

Eryk Masters: No! Loco, you have to stop arguing with the ref! Trey’s getting attacked on the outside!

Other Guy: I don’t think Loco’s seen it either, E. This is NOT cool!

Malice brings Trey to his feet on the outside and lifts him up in a chokeslam.

Eryk Masters: NO! The 114 on the outside!

Trey is laid out on the outside and Morgana drapes the World Championship belt across his chest before commanding Malice to head back up the aisle. The two Orion members make a hasty escape as Loco finally gives up his argument with Tony Lorenzo. Mason is JUST beginning to stir and Loco steps onto the apron, scaling the ropes.

Other Guy: Could Loco be looking for Zombie Kill of the Week?

Loco is perched on the top, but glances over, noticing Trey laid out on the floor. He hops down from the turnbuckle and looks out, confused, at Trey lying there with the title draped across his chest.

Eryk Masters: Loco didn’t see what happened. He’s wondering what happened to Trey there. But, he needs to watch his back, Mason’s made the tag to Stein!

Stein comes up behind Loco, spinning him around and surprising him with a boot to the stomach! Stein lifts!

Other Guy: #TWITTERBATION!

Eryk Masters: NO!

Stein DROPS Loco and rolls him over, hooking the leg as he covers. Tony Lorenzo is right there!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Lorenzo calls for the bell!

"YOU’VE GOT THE TOUCH!"

Samantha Coil: Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners, MASON PIERCE AND DAN STEEEEIN!!!!

The crowd is LOUD, but with heavy amounts of booing. Tony Lorenzo raises the arms of Stein and Mason, who shake hands briefly as Molly and Leona step into the ring.

Eryk Masters: Folks, the Primus is going to be heating up, that’s for sure. Trey and Loco put up one hell of a fight tonight, but they were robbed here, in my opinion.

Other Guy: I agree, E, but any way you put it, Stein and Mason are the winners here tonight, and, this is a HUGE win for both of these guys.

Eryk Masters: As much as I don’t like it, I have to agree, OG. Dan Stein and Mason Pierce have gotten a victory over the 2013 Master of the Mat and the reigning World Heavyweight Champion here tonight.

Other Guy: Folks, don’t forget to tune in tomorrow night, for Dominion!

Trey Willett begins to stir on the outside, as Loco has rolled out next to him, trying to help him up. In the ring; however, Mason Pierce and Dan Stein stand victorious. Mason smirks as he holds up his Orion Title while Leona raises his arm. Stein looks out at Trey and Loco, smirking as Molly raises his arm. Our final shot of the night is Leona and Molly raising the arms of Mason Pierce and Dan Stein as The Touch plays over the Epicenter speakers. The road to the Primus… has begun.