Sunday Night Slam Results 1/1/06

[Hardcastle]

Date: Sunday January 1, 2006
Bell Time: 9pm EST
Venue: From Dix Stadium In Kent, Ohio

<The screen opens with the Valor logo.The screen switches to a voice that sounds very much like James Earl Jones and images from Valor begin to reel through.>

Voice: A new era is dawning in professional wrestling.

<An image of Shane Quickenbosh delivering a Tope Con Hilo to Will Dinero from Valor Before Glory is shown.>

Voice: There is a movement that joins young and old.

<An image of Eric Hardcastle, Brandon Bailey, ZMaster, and Immune fades in and then out. An image of Seth Xavier, Shane Quickenbosh, Pohatu, Havok and Morbid Angel fades in and out. >

Voice: Integrity And Valor Are Core Values.

<A panoramic view of Eric Hardcastle is shown from his back to the front.>

Voice: For some......it becomes an opportunity to show the entire world what they can do.

<An image of Martin Paine defeating Havok For the Junior Heavyweight Title Is Shown.>

Voice: For others.........it is an opportunity to reclaim greatness.

<An image of ZMaster sitting in the stands of an empty arena is shown.>

Voice: For tonight.....these men......these athletes.......these gladiators, begin their accent to the top. They begin their accent to greatness.

<A reel of images begin flashing on the screen. An image of Havok with his hand raised. An image of Will Dinero looking into the sky. An image of Pohatu with his arm raised is shown. An image of Martin Paine screaming out in agony is shown. An image of Matt Mayhem walking to the ring is shown. An image of Bryan Stinberg clobbering Loverboy with a guitar shot is shown. An image of Seth Xavier and Morbid Angel going face to face is shown. An image of Eric Hardcastle returning and attacking The Impact Players is shown.>

Voice: They begin their accent to immortality.

<An image of Zmaster with his gloved hand reaching into towards the TV screen is shown.>

<The screen fades to the entrance ramp with pyros begin to explode. The Sunday Night Slam theme song, "Helena" by My Chemical Romance explodes into the arena. The fans spring to their feet, as pyros explode all around. They begin to cheer really loud, as the camera moves to ringside where Kevin Olberman and Mean Mike Patrick are seated at ringside.>

K: Welcome everybody to Dix Stadium in Kent, Ohio!!!! Welcome to Buckeye Land!!! Welcome to Sunday Night Slam!!! I'll be your host Kevin Olberman and alongside me is my tag team partner, Mean Mike Patrick!

M: Did you say Dix Stadium?

K: How did I know you were gonna make fun of the name? Go on....get it out!

M: I resent that remark. I just wanted to make sure we were in Dix Stadium.

K: Yes we are.

M: Good. I just know how much you love DIX...............stadium.

K: Very funny! Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to 2006 and what a way to kick it off!! Sunday Night Slam is the very first wrestling show of the new year and we have one hell of an event coming atcha!

M: When I saw it....I couldn't believe it. But President Steven Lynch booked a rematch from Holiday Havoc! Seth Xavier and Morbid Angel.

K: Those two tore down the house in Milwaukee and now they are gonna hook it up once again. I for one cannot wait.

M: There is some serious bad blood brewing between these 2.

K: There is something there. Not sure of whether or not its just competitive juices or whether is some back story, we dont know of. But whatever the case......we get the rematch tonight!

M: We also have title shots on the line.

K: Thats right. Shane Quickenbosh returns to Valor to take on Havok. We saw Havok lose a very close match at Holiday Havoc to the new Junior Heavyweight Champion, Martin Paine.

M: He was screwed.

K: Nevertheless, Paine is the champion and Havok is wanting another opportunity.

M: He is gonna get it tonight.

K: He has a tough matchup against the extremely popular Shane Quickenbosh. Speaking of the JHW champion, Martin Paine will be in action against Jackyl.

M: Jackyl is a guy that has been held down by the Valor brass since day one. Tonight, he gets a chance to shine against the new Valor pretty boy, Martin Paine.

K: And the other big matchup on the card tonight is Immune and Pohatu. These two have verbally torn into one another over this past week. This could be a match of the night caliber.

M: Match of the night? Slaughtering of the night?! You saw Holiday Havoc. You saw what Immune did to Zmaster. He is a caged animal and soon the animal is gonna be unleashed.

K: Speaking of unleashing........I spoke to President Steven Lynch over this past week and he is really excited for this major free agent acquistion.

M: Damn this sworn to secrecy crap. I just want to announce that Johnn............

K: HOLD THE PHONE!!!! We cannot say who it is. What we can say is this person is in the house tonight and that this person will address this capacity crowd this evening in Ohio!!! The face of Valor in 2006 changes with the signing of this man!

M: This is so damn big!! I cant believe it.

K: Not to mention the Valor World Heavyweight Champion Eric Hardcastle is here, as well as Randi Justice. Randi has been hyping a major free agent acquisition of her own. I wonder.....could these 2 men be one in the same?

M: Now that would be huge!

K: Steve Bond is in the ring.....lets goto the ring for our opening introductions!

<In The ring>

SB: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Sunday Night Slam and our first match of 2006! Introducing first, from Anderson, Indiana. He weighs 220lbs............................HAVOK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

<Lights go out and the stage lights up while Crazy Train is blarring out of the PA system, and then the light leaves the stage and travels through the fans and out from the fans comes Havok jumping from out the fans ring barrier and Havok slides into the ring and then leanes up against the ropes and awaits his opponent to enter the ring.>

SB: And his opponent. From West Mars, Pennsylvania. He weighs in at 197lbs....................."LIGHTINING QUICK" SHANE QUICKENBOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

<"Break It Down Again" softly plays. The crowd stands to their feet and begin to cheer. The music begins to grow louder, as the curtains open and "Lightning Quick" Shane Quickenbosh appears on the stage. He raises his arms up in the air and begins to bounce from side to side. He darts down the ramp and into the aisle. He points directly at the camera, as he walks down the aisle. He reaches his arms out, from side to side, slapping hands with the fans. He stops in the middle of the aisle and leans his back against the guard rail, as the fans embrace him. With a huge smile on his face, he points at the ring and leaps to the apron. He grabs the top rope and flips himself into the ring. He climbs to the middle rope and raises his arms to the crowd for another round of cheers.>

[Hardcastle]

K: The ovation for Shane Quickenbosh is deafening. He truly has a cult following here in Valor.

M: Havok doesn't need a cult following. He has money. And thats what counts.

K: Referee Jeff Bausman calls for the bell and this match is underway. Center of the ring and they lockup.......standing switch by Havok into the full nelson.....countered by Quick and into a hammerlock.....Quick now into the side headlock and a whip off by Havok......Quick into the ropes........Havok drops down.....Quick over and off the far side........Havok with an arm dra.......countered into a whirlwind arm drag by Quickenbosh!!! Havok is back up and disoriented...charges Quick.....Quick........arm drag takedown and down goes Havok!!!!

M: Hair pull!!

K: There was no hair pull. Havok complaining about one, but Bausman is setting him straight. Havok back to a vertical base and has Quickenbosh in the ropes. Ref asks for the clean break and Havok blasts Quick with a forearm and this crowd erupts into a chorus of boos. Havok with Quick now........Irish whip...........reversed and into the ropes goes Havok.........Quick with a hip toss. He drops an elbow......nips to his feet..........takes off....spring board.....Asai Moonsault and the cover..............





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............................shoulder comes up!

M: Havok now rolling to the floor. Time out!

K: Come on! A momentum killer.

M: So smart. How do you think Havok got all that money?

K: An inheritance.

M: Same difference.

K: Havok walking around the ringside area and Quickenbosh is patiently waiting for Havok to return. Havok now on the apron and cautiosly making his way into the ring. Havok is back in and they go to lockup....Havok with a poke to the eye and side headlock. Quick with the whip........off the ropes comes Havok....shoulder tackle and down goes Quickenbosh. Havok from the near side and Quick nips up.............ARM DRAG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: Hair pull!!

K: What are you and Havok, blind?! Havok is screaming out in frustration. Quickenbosh is is really working over Havok here in the early going. Havok now springs to his feet....counters into arm bar of his own. Havok is happy with himself.

M: Bravo!

K: Havok now with Quick and backing him into the ropes.....knee to the gut and another. A thudnerous chop by Havok! Havok with the Irish whip..............here comes Quick......LOU THEZ PRE..............CAUGHT!!! Havok catches Quick and................DROPS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE THROAT FIRST!!!!!

M: Hot shot like move!

K: A momentum swing. Havok back up ....kick to the gut and a......DDT!! He plants Quickenbosh. The cover is made...............





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..........................shoulder slides up!

M: Close call.

K: Havok now scoops up Quick and slams him. Havok off the ropes..........baseball slide dropkick right to the side of the head. Havok now climbing up to the top rope. He will try a high risk move..............MOONSAULT!!!!!!!!!!!!! He connects!! This could be it..........





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......................SHOULDER!!!!

M: WHOAH!

K: Bausman right on top of these pin attempts. Havok now with Quick......Russian side leg sweep and now he will try another high risk move.

M: Looking to put Quick away early.

K: Havok to the top rope.................Quick is up!! Quick climbs right up with Havok!!

M: Havok sees him.

K: Havok shoves Quick off the ropes.....Quick on his feet................MISSLE DROPKICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: YES!!!!

K: Outstanding move by Havok. He goes for the cover................





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M: YES!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Hardcastle]

K: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Quickenbosh says no and gets the shoulder up. This match is not over. Havok cannot believe it. Havok with Quick now.....Irish whip.........head is down and Quick kicks him in the face. Havok flings up. Quick with a kick to the gu............CAUGHT!!! Havok catches the boot..............ENZIGURI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: NOOOOOOOOO!!!

K: Havok falls to his knees!!!! Quickenbosh steps back.............LIGHTNING WARLOCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! His version of the shining wizard. He makes the cover...........





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M: NOOOOOOOOO!!!

K: 2 count. A 2 count only. So close there. Quickenbosh a bit stunned. He has Havok and a forearm to the face and another. He backs Havok into the corner.................WINDMILL CHOPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: I HATE THESE!!

K: Quickenbosh is unloading on Havok in the corner!!!!! Quickenbosh with the Irish whip................Havok goes to the far corner. Quick turns............PALM STRIK.............Havok slides out of the corner and elbow Quick in the face. Havok staggers to the center of the ring and turns back to Quick....................PALM STRIKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Quickenbosh unloads on Havok!!! Shane Quickenbosh going up to the top rope. He is looking for a high risk move of his own to put Havok away. From the top.............LIGHTNING STRIKE!!!!!!!!!!! He hit it!! Its over!!!!!!!!!!








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...........................NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

M: PHEW!!!!!

K:The shoulder of Havok! I cannot believe that Havok got that shoulder up and got out of the Lightning Strike and neither can Shane Quickenbosh!!!

M: You cant stop Havok!!!

K: Quick is not sure what he has to do. A that was 3 chant breaks out and Quick is backing down the ref. He cannot believe it was a 2 only. I thought it was a 3.

M: Havok from behind.........


K: ROLL UP!!!!!!!! Quick counters and connects with a DRAGON KICK!!! Right to the side of the head. Havok is fading and fading quickly. Quick with Havok now................MICHINOKOU DRIVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Quick says he is gonna end it and head for the top rope.

M: Another high risk move?

K: He will attempt to put Havok away here and now. Havok trying to get to his feet......LUNGES FOR THE ROPES!!!!!!!!!!!

M: Crashing down is Quickenbosh!

K: Quick is hurt. Havok going up to the top rope..................TOP ROPE FRANKENSTEINER!!!!!!!!!!!!! Both men are down and Havok is trying to crawl over to make the cover...................






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M: NOOOOOOO!!!

K: 2 count. Another very close fall. Both men are exhausted. Havok cannot believe he did not get the 3. Havok now reaching into his trunks.

M: A Rolex?!

K: Havok has a Rolex in his fist. He is gonna try and knock Quickenbosh out. Quick getting back up and Havok with the punch..........BLOCKED BY QUICK!!!! Quick with Havok now against the ropes..........Irish whip............reversed and turned back in...............WHAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: RIGHT HAND ROLEX!!!!!!!!!!

K: Quick crashes to the mat. Havok puts the Rolex back in his trunks and now has the cover....................





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M: YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!

K: DAMN IT!!!!! This is how 2006 is gonna start?! Its gonna start with a fantastic match that ends with a cheap shot?!

M: Such the sore loser!! Havok is gonna get the title shot and he will goto Wrestlefest and face the champion!

K: Shane Quickenbosh was just totally ripped off. President Steven Lynch needs to look at this footage and try and rectify this situation!

M: Rectify in Dix Stadium?!

[Hardcastle]

K: Stop it!!! Folks, our first match of 2006 is in the bucket. We got a ton more action on tap. Ladies and gentlemen, I am being told that Gene Anderson is backstage with The North American Champion, Zmaster. Gene...take it away!

<Backstage>

GA: Standing by with me at this time is still the reigning VWA North American Champion ZMaster. I have to ask you a few questions.

ZM: Shoot.

GA: Coming off the match at Holiday Havoc, how must you be feeling at this time?

ZM: Right now, I have to say it. That was a brutal fight and the burns trying to show up are that, so yeah a little pain but it doesn’t matter now. I went in and retained my title against Immune in this final showdown. I knew it would take near death to take it but that didn’t happen. Immune gave me everything he had as did I but in the end, there was one champion.

GA: I see, what’s the connection with Reverend Shadow?

ZM: He wants to make a name for himself in Valor at my expense. If he wants war, he’ll get it. I haven’t forgotten at all about him. I take on all challengers and if he wants a fight, he’ll get it and try his luck.

GA: I know you watched the #1 contenders Gauntlet and Pohatu won, did you have a preference on that?

ZM: I didn’t care who won the match, a new challenge is what I wanted. This is the time I’m going to be facing with Pohatu and he knows it. You line them up, I’ll take them down. As long as I’m champion, I’m going to continue bringing something back to this title. Pohatu, I respect the hell out of you and have seen you compete but once you’re in the ring with me, just learn that My Death Sentence shall be your Execution!!

GA: One final question, what about after the North American Title, what’s the future hold for you?

<Suddenly from behind the curtain is Reverend Shadow. Shadow spins Zmaster around and Gene Anderson scurries off. A fireball is unleashed from the hands of Reverend Shadow, blasting in front of Zmaster's face. Zmaster falls to the floor, grasping at his face. A medical crew hits the scene immediately. Reverend Shadow picksup the Valor North American Title and walks away with it. The screen fades back to the arena.>

K: OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!

M: Did you see that?

K: Zmaster just got burned and burned bad!!! That son of a bitch Reverend Shadow!!! Damn him!!!

M: Zmaster likes to play with fire. And you know what happens when you play with fire..........you get burned!

K: MY GOD!!!! I am glad a Valor Medical Crew is on the scene. This is the second week in a row that Reverend Shadow has burned Zmaster. Zmaster has spent the better part of the week hunting Reverend Shadow down. Now that son of a bitch decides to show!

M: And he stole the NA Title.

K: Yes he did. Thats not his title. Thats Zmaster's title.

M: Possession is 9/10ths of the law.

K: Folks, up next we are gonna see another champion, The Junior Heavyweight Champion. Martin Paine and Jackyl go one on one.

<In the ring>

SB: Introducing first already in the ring........................JACKYL!!!!!!!!!!! And his opponent. He hails from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. He weighs in at 203lbs.......He is The Valor Junior Heavyweight Champion..............."THE Extremist" MARTIN PAINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

<The arena goes dark as "God Gave Me Style" by 50 Cent hits. The crowd go crazy as Martin Paine begins to walk out. Fog fills the entrance ramp as he walks to both sides, ala Edge. He comes down the middle ramp and takes his time down it, slapping a few fans hands as possible. He enters the ring and begins to taunt the fans as he poses for them, and then throwing whatever T-shirt he's wearing into any part of the crowd.>

K: The Valor JHW champion is being met with an extensive chorus of cheers here tonight!

M: Thats gonna end, when the most held down man in Valor picksup a win.

K: The bell sounds and Shawn Esher has the pleasure of calling this match. Both men go for the lockup and Paine goes into an arm bar and Jackyl compains of a hair pull.

M: Exactly.

K: Not again. Jackyl pushing Paine into the corner..........knee to the gut and another knee. Jackyl with a chop across the chest and an elbow to the jaw. Jackyl turns to get fans approval and they are really letting him have it!

M: Shut the humanoids up!

K: Jackyl turns his attention back to Paine.....DROPKICK TO THE FACE!!!!!!!!!! Paine has Jackyl against the ropes and connects with a thunderous chop and another!!! Paine shoots Jackyl into the ropes.....Jackyl with the counter............clothesline.......COUNTERED...............ULTIMATE PAINE!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: Uh oh!

K: Ultimate Paine is locked on...............TAPPED OUT!!!! Jackyl taps that quickly! Its over!!!

M: Thats insane!! jackyl had his foot on the bottom rope.

K: He tapped before the referee saw it and this match is in the bag. Martin Paine grabs an easy win here tonight.

M: HAVOK!!!!!!!!!

K: Here comes the Number 1 contender with a chair..........Paine sees him and Havok stops in his tracks. He drops the chair and now begins to back up the aisle. Martin Paine is taking off after him.

M: Chase is on! Run Havok!!

K: Jackyl is getting back to his feet. He has a mic.

[Hardcastle]

<In the ring>

JK: Enough is enough!!!! I am sick and tired. Sick and damn tired of being used and abused by this company! Steven Lynch!!! Get your fat politcal ass out here right now!!

<The crowd boos>

JK: SHUT UP!!! Fine, Lynch. Don't show. Since I am no mega star of your precious company, I dont get the time of day!! Next week, right here on Sunday Night Slam.......I have a huge announcement to make. An announcement that will rock the foundation that Valor is built!!!

<Jackyl drops the mic and walks up the aisle, heading for the dressing room.>


K: A big announcement?

M: Jackyl is pissed!

K: This is getting very interesting. 2006 is being kicked off in a big way!

M: Yeah it is.

K: I am being told that Zmaster has refused to goto the hospital and is still in the building. He has vowed not to rest till he finds Reverend Shadow! Speaking of backstage........I think our camera crew has found Reverend Shadow!

<Backstage, Reverend Shadow is seen luriking towards the parking garage. He opens the parking garage door and is greeted by................POHATU! Pohatu stares at Shadow, as Shadow begins to back away.>

PO: I do believe you have something that does not belong to you.

<Reverend Shadow sees Zmaster in the corner of his eye come racing down the hall. Pohatu grabs one end of the North American Title, as Shadow lets go of the belt and heads out the door.....Zmaster barrels right through Pohatu, knocking him down. Reverend Shadow hops into a hearse, that speeds away. Pohatu is not happy and walks over to Zmaster. He pushes Zmaster to the side and begins to stare him down. Both men are holding an end of the North American Title. The screeching tires of the very same hearse are heard again, as the hearse speeds into the parking garage. It begins to head right towards Zmaster.....Pohatu shoves Zmaster out of the way. Reverend Shadow hops out and grabs the NA Title and gets back into the hearse. The hearse takes off again, as Zmaster shoves Pohatu off him and tries to chase after the hearse.>

K: Damn it!! Reverend Shadow has stolen the Valor North American Title for a second time tonight!!

M: Pohatu saved Zmaster.

K: Thank God Pohatu was out there!!! Zmaster could have been killed.

M: People should stay out of the parking garage. Nothing good ever comes of being there.

K: Pohatu still has to compete here tonight! In fact, his match is next!

<In the ring>

SB: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and has a 30 minute time limit. Introducing first, from Indianapolis Indiana.........weighing in at 295lbs............................"The Animal" known as IMMUNE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

<Headstrong from Trapt is heard all over the arena as Immune pops out of the curtain and walks through the smoke walking from side to side on the stage bringing up the fans spirit, then runs to the ring and slides in as a pyro goes off. Immune walks over to the turnbuckle and sits down leaning up against the bottom turnbuckle pad and waits for his opponent.>

SB: And his opponent.....from Boone, Iowa. He weighs in at 215lbs......................"THE ELECTRIC ENIGMA" POHATU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

<As the odd sounding opening of Faint by Linkin' Park,the lights in the arena dimmed down, the lights inside the actual entrance starting to flash between yellow, electric blue, and brightwhite. As the lyrics first started up, a figure was seen slowly moving out on the entrance, his movements not thingyy, yet at the same timeshowing a certain inner-confidence. The figure stepped out fully ontothe stage and turned, his back now fully to the entrance, no one exceptthe people that were right up against the stage able to see his face.The figure reached up, adjusting his upper clothing before finallysnapping his head back, the lights returning to normal to show Pohatustanding there in his regular wrestling attire, a certain glint in hiseyes that showed he was ready for the upcoming match up. Pohatu whipped off his vest and chucked it out into the audience, a briefscuffle happening because of it briefly before the vest finallydisappeared into the sea of bodies, Pohatu starting his trek down theramp as the vest finally disappeared. At about midway down the ramp hepaused, glancing from side to side, no emotion seen on his face as hedid so. He slowly raised his hands up into the air, hooking his thumbs and rolling his hands around, making the image of a phoenix with hishands. He then snapped his hands down, his fingers briefly taking theshape of lightning bolts on the way down. Pohatu continued his trekdown the ramp, pausing again as he reached the main ring area. Heglanced over at the announcers, his eyes then travelling to the timekeepers, the cruiserweight seeming to be making sure everything was inplace. Pohatu walked over to the steel steps that were on thecorner to the left of him, slowly walking up them, placing his hand onthe steel post as he reached the apron. Pohatu stared into the centerof the ring for a few seconds before grabbing the top rope with onehand, stepping up the ropes and vaulting over the top rope. He landedsmoothly inside the ring, leaning against the corner turnbuckles briefly before walking out into the center of the ring, raising one armup into the air to briefly taunt the audience, lowering it just asquickly. He walked over to the corner furthest from the audience, slowly stretching out as he waited for the beginning of the match.>

K: Immune has a HUGE size advantage over the quicker Pohatu.

M: Pohatu doesnt stand a chance.

K: You're talking about the # 1 contender for the NA Title. Keep in mind, no one thought Pohatu stood a chance to win that gauntlet and yet he emerged on top.

M: Whatever.

K: Both men coming to the center of the ring and Immune is looking very intense tonight.

M: The Animal is unleashed!

K: Pohatu not backing down, as the bell sounds and referee Ian Anile has been assigned this contest. Pohatu continues to stay eye to eye with Immune. Immune now shoves Pohatu out of the way and Pohatu not going to back down. Pohatu shoves Immune back, but Immune barely budges.

M: HA! HA!

K: Immune now.....PIE FACE!!!! Pohatu gets pie faced to the mat. Pohatu back up............flying forearm to the chest and a right hand and another. Pohatu with a standing dropkick and Immune takes a tumble towards the top rope......Pohatu now.......clothesline and up and over the top rope they go!!!!!!!!!!!! Pohatu pulls himself back into the ring. Immune is dumped over the top rope!!

M: Now you done it....Pohatu!!! Now you have really done it!!

K: The crowd explodes from their seat, as Pohatu has just disposed of Immune. Immune is pissed!! He is pounding on the mat. Now climbing to the apron..........Pohatu takes off....baseball slide between the legs to the floor. He grabs Immune's leg from behind.........dropping Immune's face on the mat. Pohatu staying on the offense. He has got to hit and move if he wants to win. Pohatu with Immune......smashing his face into those steel steps. Immune bounces back up and is looking around.

M: Immune is stunned!

K: Pohatu going to the top rope...........from the top...........CROSSBOD.............CAUGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: YEAH!!!!

K: Immune has Pohatu.................SMASHING HIM INTO THE STEEL POST FACE FIRST!!!

M: BAM!! Thats the power of Immune at his best.

K: Immune grabs Pohatu and gorrila presses him above his head............tossing him into the ring. Immune climbing back in the ring, as Pohatu is grabbing his back. Immune comes in and immediately drops a knee into the back of Pohatu. Immune now locking on a camel clutch!!!

M: Smart move by the big man. Work over that back.

K: Very old school techniques. Isolate a part of the body and work it over. And thats what Immune is doing. Pohatu trying to reach for the ropes......but I dont see how he is gonna be able to drag Immune to the ropes, when there is almost 300lbs riding his back. Pohatu trying to reach......but he is not getting there. Immune.........forearm across the face of Pohatu and another forearm across the face. Immune goes up..........driving his weight into the lower back of Pohatu.

M: Break his back.

K: Immune up and scoops Pohatu up..............backbreaker!!!! He holds on and another backbreaker!!! Holding on......THIRD BACKBREAKER!!!! Immune holds again............FALL AWAY SLAM!!!! Immune climbs over and hooks the leg...........






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[Hardcastle]

M: There is no way that Pohatu can hang in much longer.

K: Immune with the Irish whip................GORRILA PRESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: Look at the power of Immune.

K: Up and.....DOWN!!!! Pohatu getting back to his feet and Immune levels him with a clothesline. Immune tries the cover again..........




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M: This is why Immune defeated Creeper in the first place. A reason why Immune is the most powerful man in Valor.

K: Immune now with Pohatu....back him against the corner. Immune with his frying pan like hand.......SMASHES into Pohatu's chest. And another shot. Immune....Irish whip.........to the far corner..............Immune charges and Pohatu slides out of the corner. Immune hits the corner and Pohatu hits the ropes............FLYING FOREARM SMASH!!! Immune still on his feet. Pohatu climbs to the top rope.....Immune steps forward..............SUNSETFLIP FROM THE TOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!




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M: Immune to his feet..........

K: ...........CLOTHES........DUCK BY POHATU!!! Pohatu with a spin kick............STANDING ENZIGURI!!!!!!!!!!!! Immune falls to his knees.........Pohatu from the ropes.............SHINING WIZARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: NOOOOOOOOO!!

K: Immune goes down. Immune rolling to his feet.....Pohatu with perfect timing.......POWER SURGE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Pohatu tries the cover.........







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M: PHEW!!!

K: Pohatu thought he might have had it...right there. Pohatu going to the top again and Immune working back up.................from the top...........CIRCUIT BREAKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: Uh oh!

K: This could be it.....leg is hooked...........






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M: YES!!

K: Another close fall. Very, very close. But Immune is just too big and too strong. Pohatu with Immune....forearm to the face and another. He backs Immune into the corner and the Irish whip............near corner is Immune. Pohatu charges.............IMMUNE GETS HIS BOOTS UP!!!! I think he was looking for The System Shocker!

M: But he got leather boot instead.

K: Immune grabs Pohatu and whips him back to the far corner..................Immune charges..................Pohatu rolls up to the top rope and drops back down.............DDT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Pohatu now going to the top rope..........he will try to finish off Immune.......from the top...............LIGHTNING NEVER STRIKES TWICE!!!!!!!!!!!

M: HE MISSES!!!!!!!!!!!!

K: Immune rolls out of the way and Pohatu hits the mat hard. Immune getting back to his feet and he has Pohatu in the corner. Pohatu a little shaken up.......but he forearms Immune......Immune with the elbow, smashing Pohatu back into the corner. Irish whip by Immune.............reversed by Pohatu..............SYSTEM SHOCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

K: Pohatu connects with the System Shocker!! Its over........the pin...........






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M: NOOOOOOO!!!

[Hardcastle]

K: 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just a 2 count. So, very, very close. Pohatu is completely shocked. He thought he had it. He really thought Immune was done for. Pohatu with Immune.........LIGHTNING KICK!!!!!!!!!!! He might have him here......but no cover. Pohatu will try the LNST.

M: Get up Immune.

K: From the top rope.........Immune getting up and pulling at the referee.

M: REVEREND SHADOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!

K: WHAT THE HELL!?!?!? Reverend Shadow has returned he has the NA Title!!! He nails Pohatu from behind with the belt and Pohatu tumbles to the mat.

M: Immune now back to his feet.

K: This is wrong!!! This is so wrong!!! Immune comes over..............CHOKESLAM FROM THE TOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Immune with the easy cover............






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M: YES!!!!!!!!!!!

K: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! 2!!!!!!!! 2!!!!!!!!!! This crowd explodes into cheers, as Pohatu slides the shoulder up. Immune now goading Pohatu in............kick to the gut. THE DISEAS..........PUSH OFF BY POHATU!!!!!!!!!! Immune turns............LIGHTNING KICK!!!!!!!!!!! Down goes Immune again...................Pohatu stepping back............SHADOW WITH THAT BELT..................WHAM!!!!!!!!!!!! From behind he nails Pohatu behind the referee's back!!!

M: YES!!!!

K: Immune getting up and heading for the top rope. I think Pohatu is completely unconscious. From the top....................THE CURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Cover...........







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..................................3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: FINALLY!!!

K: Damn it!! This is getting ridiculous! How in the hell is this being allowed?! Someone has got to put a stop to this!!!

<Crowd explodes into cheers, as the pyros explode and out comes Zmaster.>

M: ZMASTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!

K: Here comes the REAL NA Champion!!!! Reverend Shadow sees him and takes off through the crowd with the NA Title.

M: Run Shadow!!

K: Immune rolling to the outside, as Ian Anile holds his arm up. Zmaster is in the ring and Pohatu is working his way to his feet. Zmaster is visibly angry.

M: HA! HA! Zmaster aint as smart as he thought he was.

K: Immune is sneaking in from behind. From behind and Immune swings Zmaster around.............right hand by Zmaster!!! Another right and another right. Zmaster..............CLOTHESLINE OVER THE TOP AND OUT TO THE FLOOR GOES IMMUNE AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: Damn that Zmaster.

K: Pohatu spins Zmaster around..................WHAM!!!!!!!!! OH NO!!!!

M: Zmaster just nailed Pohatu with a right hand.

K: Zmaster grabs Pohatu....................CHOKESLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Pohatu just planted in the middle of the ring!!! Why did Zmaster do that?!

M: Pohatu is a gnat and Zmaster was squashing the annoyance.

K: Zmaster has lost it here tonight. He is absolutely incensed about Reverend Shadow.

M: Well he better be concerned about Pohatu too. Because thats the guy you have to face at Wrestlefest.

K: Folks, on the very first Valor broadcast of 2006............we have been filled with action, adventure and drama up to the hilt. It has been an incredible night in the history of Valor. And the best is yet to come.

M: Thats right. We got our main event. Seth Xavier and Morbid Angel.

[Hardcastle]

K: This will be one hell of a main event. But we also have the introduction of the biggest free agent signing of Valor's history. The face that will change Valor forever. Wait....whats.........

<The lights dim down and "Paperthin Hymn" by Anberlin explodes into the arena. The fans jump to their feet, as they know who's trademark music that is. From behind the curtain out walks "The Prodigal Messiah" Eric Hardcastle. Hardcastle with a bottle of water in his hand, marches down the aisle with Brittney Bailey walking behind him. He slides in underneath the bottom rope and walks to the camera side and climbs the ropes. He extends his right arm into the air and crowd erupts. Pyros explode from the 4 ring posts. Hardcastle climbs down to the center of the ring with his arms outstretched and his body leaned back, he looks to the heavens. Pyros shoot up from behind him,one at a time. Hardcastle, with clenched fist, pounds his heart and he points to the sky. The World Heavyweight Champion reaches for a mic. and Steve Bond hands it to him. Eric places the World Title over his shoulder and stands in the center of the ring with Brittney Bailey standing behind. Crowd continues to cheer, as a Mes-siah chant breaks out.>

EH: I came out he......

<Mes-siah chants grow louder and louder, as Brittney continues to push the crowd. Eric looks around, nodding his head in approval.>

EH: Thank you. I appreciate the overwhelming ovation. Tonight is a night for reflection. A time to reflect upon this past weekend and Holiday Havoc. December 2005 is the absolute worst month of my entire life. From 12/4 to 12/25........my life has been completely turned upside down. The man who calls himself "The Father Of Lies" Beezlebub.....has turned my world upside down and inside out. I gotta hand it to you, you have played me like a fiddle. I have been your puppett and you have pulled my strings, doing what you wanted me to do. You had me believe that at Holiday Havoc, I would get my opportunity to get my hands on you. To exact a revenge like none ever seen. But thats what you wanted me to believe. You wanted to give me hope, only to take it away from me.......showing your power.

<Hardcastle smirks.>

EH: And I fell for it. What can I say? I was blinded by rage. I was blinded by a lust for vengeance.

<Hardcastle shakes his head and then snaps his head right back up. He stares intensely into the camera.>

EH: AND I DON'T GIVE A DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU or someone you know......knows what happens to my father. I'm not gonna sit here and hash out the dirty laundry. The fact is, in my world, we keep private things private. And family business is private. But I will be damned if I am gonna let you cross the line of business and personal. I'll be damned that if I am gonna just let you come out here and run your mouth about things that you know will not keep your health in a good status. I will do whatever the hell it takes to expose you for the fraud you are. And I will do whatever it takes to exact the revenge necessary! Eye for an eye, Beezlebub. Eye for an eye. Thats not the truth........THAT's GOSPEL!!!!

<Headstrong from Trapt is heard all over the arena as Immune pops out of the curtain and walks through the smoke walking from side to side on the stage bringing up the fans spirit, then runs to the ring and slides in as a pyro goes off. Immune has a mic. in his hand and stands across from Eric Hardcastle.>

IM: Eric Hardcastle! Since the moment you won the title, you've been doing a lot of talking and a lot less working in the ring. Eric Hardcastle.....you seemed to be pretty occuppied with Beezlebub. But you see, there's just one small problem. Last month, you defended the Valor World Title against a nobody and a no one. Who is Beezlebub?! A thorn in your ass? Yes. A top contender? NO!! The way I see it, Eric Hardcastle..........YOU ARE DODGING THE TOP CONTENDERS!!!!

<crowd boos>

IM: That's right!! The truth hurts, Eric. I'm not just talking about any top contender......I'm talking more notably..........ME!!!! I am a former Valor North American Champion!!! I have been in this company since its rebirth! And more importantly..............I'VE BEATEN YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

<The Prodigal Messiah steps forward, coming face to face with Immune. They stare intently at one another before Hardcastle speaks.>

EH: As I...............HAVE BEATEN YOU!!!!! Immune, the score is 1-1. One win for you and one win for me. You wanna settle this?! You wanna a shot at The Valor World Heavyweight Championship?!

<The crowd begins to cheer, as Immune nods.>

EH: YOU GOT IT!!!!!!!!!!! Wrestlefest: The Ultimate Battle Royal.....January 22, 2005..............THE RUBBER MATCH FOR THE VALOR WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE!!! Immune, believe me when I tell ya...........at Wrestlefest, it will be you that has the FALL FROM GRACE!!!

<Immune begins to snarl and then fires a right hand at Eric Hardcastle, The World Title falls to the floor, as Brittney stands off to the side.>

K: Cheap shot by Immune!!!

M: Another right.

K: And another. Immune with The Irish whip..............CLOTH.....countered into the Crucifix.....Hardcastle slides out of the Crucifix. Immune turns.................FALL FROM GRACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

K: The Prodigal Messiah just planted Immune in the middle of the ring. Just like that and Immune is down and out. Thats how quick The Fall From Grace can put someone down.

<The lights begin to flicker, as wicked laugh begins to echo through the arena.>

M: Who or what the hell?!

K: The Father Of Lies!!

M: Where?!?

K: Hardcastle grabs Brittney and begins to look around the arena. This crowd is buzzing.

M: I really dont like this guy, Olberman.

K: Neither do I. Ok...the lights are coming back on. I think Beezlebub was just letting Eric Hardcastle know that he should not forget him.

M: How could he?

K: Ladies and gentlemen, our main event is next. The rematch from Holiday Havoc......Seth Xavier and Morbid Angel.

M: Olberman, I really have no clue who is going to emerge victorious. But if I have to make a pick, I am going with Morbid Angel. He has already proven that he can beat Xavier.

K: You might be right. Over this past week, we have seen a man only known as King get into the ear of Seth Xavier. Xavier seems somewhat confused at certain points. I think Xavier might have his plate full and Morbid Angel seems to be an unstoppable force.

M: Thats right.

[Hardcastle]

K: Folks, Steve Bond is in the ring. Lets get to it!

<In the ring>

SB: Ladies and gentlemen, this final con........

<The lights dim to almost complete darkness as "Do You Think I'm a Whore" by Kittie begins to play. Strobe lights begin to flash as Randi Justice walks out seductively with a whip in hand. Behind her is her personal "Problem Solver" Apolo Young. As she makes her way to the ring she cracks the whip at a few male fans. Climbing into the ring, Randi goes between the middle and top rope pausing as she slowly bends over between them. In the ring she provactively climbs the ring post and cracks the whip over head. She climbs down and instructs Apolo to take the mic. from Steve Bond. Apolo does so, and pushes Steve down to the mat. Randi smiles and strokes the mic.>

RJ: MMmmmm......all the men want me and so do all the women. But I am not out here tonight to talk about sex.

<Male fans begin to boo>

RJ: Sorry to dissapoint. I am out here to talk about the injustice that has been shown to me and Apolo Young and our major acquisition. All week, the Valor suits have promoted the signing of a major free agent. Excuse me, but the major free agent is not here. Then I found out that they aren't promoting my man. They are promoting someone else. I got news for Valor and for all of you fans. My man is coming and he is coming NEXT WEEK!!! We are tired of playing games. We launch our Canadian revolution next week. The other injustice I speak of started with that little goodie-goodie, Ivana, last week on Thunder. Ivana, you walk around this place like you are just a little princess. So pure and so lovely. I know the truth. Hell, half this crowd knows the truth about you.......TRAMP! I am issuing the challenge for Wrestlefest: The Ultimate Battle Royal. You and me, TRAMP! You and..........

<Ivana comes out from the crowd and jumps into the ring. Randi turns and is speared down by Ivana. Ivana begins to throw rights and lefts, before Apolo Young pulls Ivana off.>

K: DAMN IT!!! Let go of Ivana!!! Let the ladies settle this.

M: Randi back up, as Apolo holds Ivana open.

K: A slap by Randi. Come on Randi!! Talk about an injustice!!!!

<Randi turns to get her whip. Ivana stomps on the foot of Apolo. She drops to her knees and gives Apolo a low blow. Apolo rolls to the outside.>

M: NOOOOOOO!!

K: Way to go Ivana!! Randi turns and Ivana.....LOU THEZ PRESS!!! Ivana is taking it to Randi Justice again!!! Get her Ivana!!!

M: Get off of her.

K: Ivana now has the whip. Ivana has Randi Justice's whip. Randi on all 4s.........CRACK ACROSS THE ASS!!!!

M: This is actually turning me on.

K: Ivana is whipping Randi Justice. The young Canadian is being whipped by the very talented, Ivana.

M: Who's this?!

<Suddenly, from behind the curtain, "The Asian Temptation" Amerie comes running down the aisle and slides into the ring.>

K: Its "The Asian Temptation" Amerie!!!! She has joined the ranks of Valor. Ivana turns to see her and Amerie with a kick to the gut. ..............LOVE HURTS!!!!!!!!!!!

M: FLIP PILEDRIVER!?!?!

K: Incredible move by Amerie.

<The crowd explodes into cheers, as Brittney Bailey comes racing down to the ring.>

M: BRITTNEY BAILEY!!!!!!!!!!!!

K: Brittney has hit the ring.........Amerie sees her and bails. Randi Justice is being pulled out by Apolo Young. Amerie and Randi Justice are walking back up the aisle, as Brittney is helping Ivana to her feet.

M: I love having all the Valor divas around. This is great!

K: The bad blood is forming here. As the ring clears, Steve Bond is climbing back in to try and finally make the introductions for tonight's main event.

<In the ring>

SB: This final contest is your main event. It is scheduled for one fall with a 45 minute time limit. Introducing first, from Danzig Germany. He weighs 383lbs.......................MORBID ANGEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

<The Lights go really bring in the arena, the sounds of a religious choir plays then the lights die out and a demonic organ Plays faster and faster it goes until the vigorous double bass of Dying Fetus’s Kill your Mother and Rape your dog explodes out of the speakers! Morbid Angel bursts from behind the curtains and stomps down to the ring Spitting at the people who hate him. Morbid then climbs the stairs and stares up the ramp arms crossed and ready to kill!>

SB: His opponent. From Venice Beach, California. He weighs 231lbs.........................SETH XAVIER!!!!!!!!!!!!!

<“Day by Day” bay Taproot plays. Green and blue lights flash throughout the arena as Seth Xavier makes his way out into the ring. He pauses at the top of the ramp and surveys the arena. The lights continues to flash as he makes his way to the ring. The lights return to normal as he slides in and awaits his opponent.>

K: They aren't gonna wait for this bell.....both men are throwing down on one another. Senior referee Noel Gevers calls for the bell and we are underway. This fight falls to the floor and Xavier and Morbid are on the floor. Xavier grabs Morbid......smashing his face into the rail. Mobid shrugs it off and a kick to the gut. He tosses Xavier into the steel rail. Both men now fighting right up the aisle. Morbid with a big clothesline, dropping Xavier right in the middle of the aisle.

M: Noel Gevers is coming out to the aisle.

K: Gevers trying to convince both men to get into the ring. Morbid with Seth Xavier......Irish whip into the rail!!!! These fans are going crazy. Morbid charges............backbody drop by Xavier.........INTO THE CROWD GOES MORBID ANGEL!!!!!!!!!!!

M: OH MY GOD!!!!

K: Seth Xavier grabs Morbid......setting up for a suplex...............OVER THE RAIL AND INTO THE AISLE!!!!! Xavier back up and grabs Morbid Angel. With Morbid.....dragging him back to the ringside area. Elbow by Morbid. Morbid smashing Seth into the apron....blocked by Seth. Seth smashes Morbid into the apron. Morbid Angel rolls into the ring and Xavier follows. Morbid Angel hits the ropes and a shoulder tackle, dropping Xavier to the mat. Morbid hits the other side and Xavier pops up.............LOU THEZ PRESS!!!! Right hands by Xavier....right hands!!!

M: Seth Xavier has come out on fire.

K: Morbid Angel......tosses Seth off of him and gets back to his feet. Xavier with a dropkick and down goes the big man. Xavier now going to the top rope. This may not be the smartest move right now. From the top he comes...........CROSSBODY..........CAUGHT!!!!!

M: Morbid Angel caught him in mid air!

K: POWERSLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!! What power by Morbid Angel. Morbid Angel now with Xavier.......Irish whip..................CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL!!!! Morbid just planted Seth Xavier and he will try the cover.........






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M: Morbid Angel now dominating.

K: Using his power to outdo Seth Xavier. Morbid Angel now has Xavier.....tossing him into the corner and steps in.......unloads with a series of blows right to the gut of Seth Xavier. High elbow the face and another. Using his power and weight on Xavier. Big Irish whip.....................XAVIER HITS VERY HARD AND GOES UP AND OVER AND TO THE FLOOR!!!!!!!!!!!

M: That might be it!!!

[Hardcastle]

K: Seth Xavier went flying over the top turnbuckle due to that power of momentum. Xavier is trying to get to his feet, but he is having some major trouble.

M: And trouble is named Morbid Angel.

K: Morbid not waiting for Seth Xavier and climbs out to the floor to get him. Morbid Angel grabs Xavier and picks him up....military press.......DROPPED ACROSS THE STEEL RAIL THROAT FIRST!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: Morbid Angel rolls back into the ring.

K: Noel Gevers begins his count again. I dont think Seth Xavier can get back up and get into the ring.

M: Morbid Angel is just waiting.

K: Ref is up to 7 and Morbid Angel climbs back out and breaks the count. He does not want a countout. He wants a pinfall or submission. Morbid grabs Xavier and rolls him into the ring. Morbid Angel off the ropes........drops the leg. Morbid Angel with the cover.............







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M: Seth Xavier does not even know what state he is in, nor the fact that he is in Dix Stadium.

K: Seth Xavier has been used and abused and knocked loopy here. But can he somehow dig himself out of this hole? Morbid Angel picksup Xavier and has him in The Human Torture Rac...........COUNTER INTO A CRUCIFIX PIN..........







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M: NO 2!!!

K: 2 count only. Morbid right back up and begins to kick Xavier in the kidneys and another stiff shot and another. Now Morbid Angel has Xavier................POWERBOMB!!!!! GOD ALMIGHTY!!!

M: He powerbombed him right to hell or home, as Morbid Angel calls it.

K: Morbid Angel lifts Seth Xavier up and on his shoulder. He is climbing to the top rope. Morbid Angel is signaling for the end.

M: I think he is going to try that top rope tombstone.

K: If he hits this....it will be over. And that might include Xavier's career. From the top................COUNTER INTO THE HURRACANRANNA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: HOLY CRAP!!!

K: Seth Xavier dug deep and came up a huge desperation maneuver. Morbid Angel goes flying off the top and both men are now down and out. Who can make it to their feet first?

M: The humanoids seem to be enjoying it.

K: Crowd really getting into this match now. Morbid Angel is back up........but now so is Xavier. Morbid with a right hand and Xavier takes it.....fires a right of his own. Right by Morbid.......Xavier fires a right of his own.

M: Xavier cannot win a fistacuff match.

K: Morbid Angel with a huge right and Xavier is teetering back. Morbid Angel winds up................RIGHT HAND.............COUNTERED..............CROSSFACE CHICKENWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!

K: Seth Xavier has the chickenwing and Morbid Angel is trying to get to the ropes.

M: Could Xavier make Morbid give up?

K: Morbid reaching for those ropes and he has it. Gevers calling for the break. Xavier picking Morbid up and has him against the ropes......thunderous chop and another. The Irish whip............reversed by Morbid.......here comes Xavier............CHOKESLAM TIME!!!! Xavier with an elbow to the head and comes around from behind...............JUMPS ON MORBID ANGEL'S BACK!!!!!!!!!!! SLEEPER HOLD!!!!!!!!!

M: These submissions are good moves to try and put the big man down.

K: Will he be able to make Morbid a sleeping giant?! Morbid is beginning to fade. Morbid is falling to one knee. Seth Xavier just might have him.

M: Wait....Morbid back to his feet.

K: Backing up..........SMASHING XAVIER INTO THE CORNER!!!! Morbid Angel is weak and keeled over. Seth Xavier sees an opening...............SWINGING NECKBREAKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Xavier with the leg hooked...........







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........................shoulder comes up!!!

M: Morbid Angel will not go down.

K: Morbid Angel has not tasted defeat in Valor. No one has been able to stop this man. Can Seth Xavier, somehow become that man!? Xavier with Morbid............SAMOAN DROP!!!! Xavier thinks he has Morbid now. He is signaling for Sudden Initiative.

M: If he connects....it will be over.

K: Morbid Angel is up and Seth Xavier........................SUDDEN INITIATIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!

K: Morbid Angel pushed the referee in the way and Noel Gevers is out cold!!! Seth Xavier cannot believe what he just did. He is stunned. Checking on Gevers condition. Morbid Angel................BIG BOOT TO THE FACE OF SETH XAVIER!!!!!

M: Now referee and Seth Xavier are down.

K: Morbid Angel sees both men are down and is heading to the floor. He grabs Steve Bond.....tossing him to the floor. Now Morbid Angel has Bond's chair and is getting back into the ring.

M: Xavier in the near corner.

K: Morbid Angel is back in the ring and he sees Xavier in the corner. Morbid Angel with the chair..............WHAM!!!!!!!!!!!

M: Xavier moves!!!!!!!

K: Morbid hits the turnbuckle and it richoshets into his own head. Morbid Angel is stunned. Seth Xavier sees the chair. Xavier has the chair.............

M: Is he gonna use it?

K: Ian Anile is headed for the ring. Anile is telling Xavier to put the chair down. Morbid Angel turns Xavier around, as he puts the chair down. Morbid Angel has Seth Xavier by the throat. Chokeslam time!!! PICKUP..................XAVIER COUNTERS.............DDT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: OH NO!!!

K: Morbid Angel just got planted with the ddt. Now Xavier trying to recoop from being choked there. Morbid is back up and shoves Xavier into the corner. Irish whip by Morbid on Xavier to the far corner..................Morbid charges.................SUDDEN INITIATIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: HE GOT HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

K: Xavier has the cover...............






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M: WOW!!!!

[Hardcastle]

K: Seth Xavier gets his measure of revenge on Morbid Angel. He puts Morbid Angel down with the Sudden Initiative and gets the pin for the win.

M: WOW!!!

K: Morbid Angel rolling back to the floor, as Seth Xavier is having his hand raised. Ian Anile now checking on Noel Gevers. Folks, what an abosolutely awesome night of professional wrestling. We have witnessed an absolute incredible night of wrestling and its not ov.........

M: Morbid Angel climbing back into the ring.

K: He grabs Xavier.....tossing him to the floor. Now Morbid Angel is standing in the ring by himself.

M: Xavier has the chair!!!

K: Seth Xavier comes back into the ring and he standing behind Morbid Angel........is he gonna nail Morbid from behind?!

M: Do it!!!!

K: Seth Xavier standing behind Morbid Angel and is looking confused?! He doesnt know whether he should nail him or not!!! What is going on here?!

M: He is gonna lose his opportunity, because Morbid just left the ring.

K: Xavier drops the chair and begins to scratch his head. Now he is shaking his head. What is going on with Seth Xavier?! Xavier turns and....................

M: ..............WHAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

K: MAGNIFICENT BRIAN STINBERG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Stinberg just nailed Xavier with his guitar and Xavier is out cold!!!!

M: The referees are trying to get Stinberg out of here.

K: What the hell is the meaning of that?! Stingberg just blasted Seth Xavier!!! This has been one crazy night.

M: The crazyness has just begun.

K: Very true. Up next is the face that changes Valor forever.

<The camera cuts back to face the stage without a whole lot going on. Until
“Devil’s Dance by Metallica fires up through the arena, at which point the
building goes from 0 to 60 in .5 seconds. It’s almost as if someone set off
a wake up alarm. The music is accompanied by a single word flashing across
the big screen, in case someone wasn’t aware of who all the fuss is about>

“STRYKER”

K: MIKE STRYKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

M: No Way!

K: It couldn’t be.

M: What would he be doing here TONIGHT?

<Suffice to say, neither man believes what all evidence is pointing to. Some
people just need extra convincing. Mike Stryker is pleased to provide it as he walks out from behind the curtain to an ovation that makes the very ground shake. He’s got on jeans, boots, a black t-shirt and a black leather jacket. He stops at the top of
the ramp as remains still as a wall of pyro falls behind him. He can’t
resist forever as he looks up and pounds his chest, pointing to the upper
deck on the left side in appreciation. He runs over to the right side of
the stage and looks up, raising his arms as the massive ovation gets just a
little bit louder. He steps back and walks his way to the ring, never
taking his eyes off the crowd, trying to somehow looks at every person in
attendance.>

M: It’s him!!! Mike Stryker is Here!!

K: That’s got to be the signing everyone’s been buzzing about!!

M: It’s very possible, although he is retired. I’ll say this, he looks
intense, and this crowd is in an absolute frenzy!!

<Stryker rolls under the bottom rope and pops up, raising his arms to another
wave of cheers from the audience. He climbs one set of ropes and puts his
arms out, as if to embrace every person he sees, and another wave comes
across. He repeats the same action across the ring to another rousing
ovation. As he gets to the middle of the ring, he pulls a mic out of his
jacket pocket. He can’t help but smile as the crowd keeps cheering.>

K: Good Lord, this is as loud as a Valor crowd has ever been.

M: No doubt about it, people have not forgotten about Mike Stryker.

<Stryker puts the microphone to his mouth, but the crowd will have none of
it, breaking out into chants of “STRYKER, STRYKER, STRYKER!!!” until he puts
the mic back down and acknowledges them one more time. Stryker stands in
the ring, shaking his head in bewilderment, smiling. The crowd finally
allows him a brief second that get a word in, and he doesn’t waste his
opportunity.>

MS: God DAMN I missed you people!!!!

<Another fire of cheers deafens everyone in the arena as neither Patrick nor
Olbermann speaks. Some moments don’t need a commentator.>

MS: I’m sure everyone is wondering why I came here tonight. And you’ll all
get your answers, but first, I need to tell everyone here a story. Over 3 years ago, I walked away from this business. I knew it was time, and not a day went by that I regretted my decision. I was happy, I’d done everything I could dream of doing, and I felt as though my time had come and gone. I stepped aside, and couldn’t have been happier to do it. I followed the business, kept in touch with everyone I’d grown close to, but that was it. I never once felt the urge to come back. Then, Brandon Bailey changed all of that.

<Boos rain down at the name of the former Valor Champion.>

MS: See, Brandon is the only person in this whole business that I’d call a true
friend. The kind of friend that I’d lay down in traffic for, the kind of
friend who’d take a bullet for me. I watched and sat back, and I couldn’t
believe my eyes. Brandon Bailey sold everything he held dear down the river
for the Valor Heavyweight Championship. I sat back as long as I could,
before I decided that it was up to me to set my best friend back on track.
I came to Valor, and I never expected to get into a ring. I wanted to talk
to Brandon, to make him realize what he was doing to himself. When he
didn’t listen, I tried to be at his side, to hopefully make him remember
that he didn’t need to take shortcuts to be great. When that didn’t work
out, I tried to confront him. And that’s when everything changed for me. My best friend laid me out. He attacked me, in cold blood. At first I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t know what to do. After I got past that, I knew what had to be done. And I got back into the ring, one more time. The Chamber of Horrors. I had one chance, and I told myself it’s all I would allow myself, one more time in a ring. I got to Brandon that night, and did
everything I could. At the end of the night, I knew I’d done what I could,
and maybe there’s just no saving my friend. I went home, and went to sleep
that night truly believing that I was never coming back to wrestle again.

<The crowd boos the concept of Stryker not coming back, even though he’s been
gone so long, they feel teased.>

MS: Then, something strange happened the next morning. I woke up in
excruciating pain. I was sore like I never dreamed possible. I’d taken a
beating, and after 3 years of not taking one, the first one really stung. I
laid in my bed, wondering if I’d done any real damage to myself. I laid
there, and it took me a half an hour to get out of my bed just so I could
get to a bathroom and head back. I was in agony. When I finally laid back
down, 3 thoughts kept ringing in my head. Number 1, I couldn’t believe how much I hurt.
Number 2…I couldn’t believe how much I missed it. And Number 3…I knew I’d just hung with the best this company, and this industry, have to offer. When I walked away, it was because I didn’t think I had what it took to be the best. For me, being just good enough wasn’t keeping me around. So I walked, thinking my time as the best in the
business had ended. It was something I never doubted until the chamber of horrors. As I licked my wounds and healed up, I couldn’t stop wondering if I really still had it
in me to be the best, to be the World Heavyweight Champion.

<The crowd starts buzzing in anticipation for what everyone knows is coming.>

MS: So I only have one thing left to do…For my own good, my own sanity…I have to
know. I have to know if I have what it takes, or if I’m truly done. So I’m giving
myself one more shot. One more chance to be the best in the world. So I’m
breaking my promise, and I’m back for one more shot! At Wrestlefest….the
Ultimate Battle Royal, the rest of Valor will have to contend with a new
force here…you’ll all have to Contend with Mike Stryker!!!

<The crowd pops huge and begins to chant Stryker’s name again…but he’s got
one more thing to say.>

MS: And if any of you boys in the back think this is some kind of joyride
for me, somehow this is me trying to relive some thrills from days past, be
warned. I’m coming to Wrestlefest, I’m coming to beat each and every one of
you from pillar to post and back, and I’m coming to get my shot at becoming
World Champion one more time. You think you got what it takes to beat me? ..............PROVE IT!!

<Stryker throws down the mic as the crowd roars in approval. Stryker climbs
the ropes and begins to play to the crowd, posing, but his smile is replaced
by a look of focus and intensity that we haven’t seen in a long time.>

M: Wrestlefest just got a whole lot more interesting!!!

K: Mike Stryker is BACK!!!! MIKE STRYKER IS BACK!!! THE FACE OF VALOR HAS CHANGED IN 2006!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

<The screen fades to the Valor logo and then out to black.>

[Reverend Shadow]

OHHHHHH...Zmaster got burned...literally and i so totally jacked the NA Title...not exactly wat i call winning it..but oh well..fair is fair..lol nah..i like the results..congrats to my man Seth for his Victory and to all victors...

Rev.

[Seth Xavier]

Very nice results, Hardcastle. I was wondering who was the new signing. I was entertained the whole way through.

[pohatu]

Nice results, nice results indeed. I'll get you next time, Immune. Heh heh.

[Valor CEO]

Pohatu you put up one hell of a fight, good job man, hopefully eventually we will have a rematch down the road. Rev. I have to hand it to you, you burned the machine and stole his prize possesion, something I never did, lol, congrats. Seth congrats on the HUGE win over Morbid, that was one hell of a match. The women's devision is shaping up nicely, cant wait for Wrestlefest. Hardcastle it is going to be fun feuding with you and can't wait for our match at the PPV. Congrats to Paine on the quick victory over Jackyl, I wonder what his announcement is going to be next week. Havok picks up a huge win over Quickenbosh, honestly I feel that was my favorite match of the night. All and all one hell of a show to start off 2006. This is going to be one hell of a year!

Immune