Fever for September 21st, 2008

We open with a view of the new look UIWF logo, with the caption ‘A Sleeping Giant Awakens…’ underneath. The brand new opening video for Sunday Night Fever then plays, set to the tune of ‘Train’ by 3 Doors Down. We go live to the all too familiar UIWF Arena in northern England, and the pyro explodes for the first time in several months! The crowd is in a frenzy and everyone is eagerly anticipating the return to network television of the UiWF!

The first man seen tonight is the chairman himself…Mr. Andrew Smith! Smith gets a good ovation as he heads down to the ring, acknowledging the fans as he goes. He takes the mic from UiWF’s ring announcer Bethany Gritton, and salutes the loyal fans again before opening his promo.

Mr. Smith: There were many times during this past year when I didn’t think we’d still be here now. But somehow…the UiWF LIVES!!!

This gets a huge cheer from the crowd.

Mr. Smith: When we took our self-imposed hiatus at the beginning of the summer, we didn’t truly know if it meant hiatus, or something a little more permanent.

The crowd boo this time.

Mr. Smith: I had all but given up. Philip had give up and so had the rest of the boys in that locker room. But it was YOU fans who demanded our return! You lot who went on the internet, phoned in to the TV stations and stood up for us, making damn sure we all knew that there was a demand for the UiWF! So, last month I decided it was time to stop sitting on my ass at home, moping and reminiscing about past glories, and try and get the band back together to create new ones!

The crowd goes wild for the words of the owner!

Mr. Smith: But then I ran into a problem…I reached deep into my pockets to bring back this legendary company, and now I don’t have a penny to my name. The rumours, I’m afraid to say, are true.

Boos echo around the arena as Smith’s determined demeanour drops.

Mr. Smith: That means that the company I have run for the past nine years will be returning, but it will be returning without me at the helm. I have overseen some amazing spectacles in the past decade or so. From that first show where Ultimate Warrior won the belt, through eight different Six Pack Challenges, through the takeover of late 2005, and through this recent hiatus. Now the UiWF will grow, hopefully reach new heights that even the longest serving veterans have never experienced. That all starts tonight…the tournament to crown the first Heavyweight Champion of the new era begins TONIGHT, but sadly I will not be here to witness the finals match at To Hell And Back. My last act, aside from signing the handover papers later this week, will be to resurrect this company and hopefully set it on its way back to glory!

The crowd applauds, not quite sure what to make of Smith’s speech.

Mr. Smith: Next week, the new owner will be revealed to the world, LIVE on Sunday Night Fever. That is because the deal is not yet sealed, and there are still some papers to be signed and formalities to be agreed. But I promise you, the new man in charge of this place will put one…hundred…percent into giving you the show you all deserve, week after week. Thank you for the last nine years, it’s been one hell of a ride!

Smith sets down the mic and makes a bowing motion to each side of the arena, telling all the fans how important they are to the UiWF. With that, we head down to ringside and the commentary desk as Smith is given a standing ovation. Sat at the desk however is not the familiar duo of Shane Young and Bobby ‘The Brain’ Heenan, but an entirely different pairing. A bespectacled man with short brown hair sits on the left of the screen, and next to him, laying back in his seat and looking very relaxed, is another man, this one wearing sunglasses despite the fact he’s sat inside a large building with a roof.

???: Hello everyone and welcome to the return of UiWF Sunday Night Fever!! I’m Steve Miller and alongside me is Nicky…

Nicky…: Hold on, hold on. Who said you were allowed to introduce me!?

Miller sighs.

Nicky: Ah cheer up Miller, you’re sat next to an icon!

Miller: Will you just get on with it so we can start the show?

Nicky: Sure, sure. Ladies and gentlemen, I give to you, the iconic, one-of-a-kind superstar. The only man to make this job look like it’s worth it, and the only guy in this building who can pull off this outfit…the one, the only…Nicky Russo…a…k…a…Nicky *dramatic pause* Numbaz.

Miller: And we are your NEW hosts of Sunday Night Fever!

Russo: That’s right. Shane whatshisface is back doing his busybody job backstage, and unfortunately for him, Bobby Heenan is no longer able to work such a gruelling schedule. I, on the other hand, am well up to the task of sitting next to Steve Miller for two hours and resisting the urge to shoot myself in the head.

Miller: Tonight is a huge night for everyone at the UiWF. The tournament to crown the new World Champion kicks off with four matches from two separate brackets. Our first match is from the second of five brackets, the full details of which you can catch on the revamped UIWF.co.uk, and features one new superstar and one very controversial returning superstar.

Russo: Mr. Showtime?

Miller: No, I’m talking about Dexter Damage, who was fired not six months ago over a backstage incident. He returns tonight and is looking to erase his negative past here by claiming the World Title!

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‘March of Death’ hits and the rather demonic Wraith makes his way down to the ring. The crowd aren’t sure what to make of this massive, scary man.

Dexter Damage makes his entrance to a very mixed reaction, ‘Murder’ by 50 Cent only just managing to drown it all out. He steps into the ring and doesn’t seem at all phased by the massive man stood in his path.

Dexter Damage Vs Wraith

Both men circle each other in the centre of the ring before moving it to a tie up, Damage the bigger of the two men forces wraith against the ropes, before whipping him to the other side, he waits for Wraith to come back and drops him with a massive hip toss, Wraith arches his back in pain and Dexter measures him up before dropping a massive knee drop to his head. Wraith rolls around the mat holding his head in pain as Dexter waves him to get back to his feet. Once wraith is back up Dexter nails him with a massive standing drop kick knocking him hard into the corner, Damage backs up before charging in; he leaps in the air and lands hard onto the Wraith nailing him with a stinger splash. Wraith comes staggering out of the corner right into a spinning wheel kick from Damage; he immediately hooks the leg for the cover.

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Damage slams his hand on the mat and pulls wraith back to his feet, he nails him with a couple of hard right hands then whips him across the ring into the turnbuckle, Damage charges in again and this time he leaps on to Wraith places both feet into his midsection and monkey flips him across the ring, Damage makes his way to the outside and waves for Wraith to get back to his feet. Once he does Damage uses the ropes to catapult himself into the ring nailing Wraith with a massive clothesline damn near taking his head off, Damage hooks the leg for the cover.

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Damage waste’s no time and quickly drops a massive leg drop hard across the throat of wraith knocking the air right out of him, Damage pulls Wraith back to his feet and sends him flying across the ring when he come back Damage looks to nail him with a massive back body drop, Wraith out of nowhere counters it and kicks Damage hard in the face, Damage stumbles back as Wraith moves in on the attack.

BOOM!

SNIPERSHOT!

Just like that Damage had ended the attack of Wraith as if it was nothing; Dexter drops down and hooks both legs for the cover.

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Winner: Dexter Damage

Miller: Damage is the first man through Nicky! He sails on through in style to the Six Pack Sunday on October 5th!

Nicky: That’s right, Damage is on a roll already. It’s good to have him back, I always liked him you know, he’s got style.

Miller: Stop trying to sneak your way into parties, it isn’t happening.

Nicky: …

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---------- We return from the break and are getting ready for tag team action, Painkiller by Judas Priest is playing over the loud speakers as Joey Marano and Eli Cash stand in the ring talking to each other waiting for their opponents when suddenly, Cowboys from Hell by Pantera begins to play over the loud speakers as Vein makes his way through the curtain. Vein makes his way down the entrance ramp his eyes centered on his opponents. Vein climbs into the ring and poses for the crowd before warming up on the ropes. Then What Comes Around by Ill Nino begins to play as Psychosis makes his way through the curtain and runs down the ramp full speed and slides into the ring, Marano and Cash quickly duck out of the ring as Psychosis warms up bouncing on the ropes. Marano and Cash slowly make their way back into the ring as Vein and Psychosis stare each other down. Suddenly Marano and Cash attempt to take an early advantage on their opponents, the ref signals for the bell.

Psychosis & Vein vs Joey Marano & Eli Cash

Marano and Cash deliver several punches to the back, Marano whips Psychosis to the ropes and attempts a clothesline but Psychosis ducks it and bounces off the opposite ropes and delivers a dropkick to the chest of Marano knocking him to the ground. At the same time Cash drags Vein out of the corner and delivers a stiff back elbow and then runs at the ropes but before he can attempt anything Vein catches him and flips him over with a belly to belly suplex. Marano and Cash both slide out of the ring trying to regroup as Vein and Psychosis talk to each other in the center of the ring. Psychosis signals something to Vein. Vein stands next to the ropes and Psychosis charges at him. Vein catches Psychosis and flips him over the top rope with a belly to belly suplex flipping him on top of Marano and Cash with a flipping senton. Psychosis stays on his feet as he drags Marano up to his feet and throws him into the ring to the waiting Vein. Marano is slow to get up to his feet as Vein stalks him like prey. Marano finally gets up to his feet but is quickly rushed by Vein who hits him with several stiff forearm shots before whipping him into the ropes. Marano ducks a clothesline and bounces off the ropes hitting Vein with a back elbow. Vein stumbles back against the ropes but stays on his feet, Marano keeps on the attack and delivers several stiff karate kicks to the chest of Vein but he stays on his feet. Marano looks frustrated as he attempts to deliver another kick to the chest of Vein but Vein catches it and slams him down with a capture suplex, Marano holds his lower back in pain as Vein covers for the pin.

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No!! Marano is able to kick out before the three count, Vein stays focused as he drags Marano up to his feet and wrenches the arm of Marano delivers a stiff knee to the gut and drags him over to his corner. Vein tags in Psychosis and stretches out the arm of Marano as Psychosis climbs up to the top rope and comes down with a double foot stomp onto the arm and shoulder of Marano. Marano falls to the ground clinching his shoulder in pain but Psychosis is quick to stay on the attack as he drags Marano up to his feet and whips him into the ropes and catches him with a tilt a while backbreaker. Marano holds his back in pain screaming for help as Cash watches on trying to get the crowd behind Marano but to no avail. Psychosis locks in a bow and arrow stretch pulling on the neck and legs of Marano driving his knees further into his back. Marano screams out in pain as Psychosis is relentless in his attack as he releases the bow and arrow but then begins to lift himself up into the air and drives his knee full force into the back of Marano. Marano is begging for a break as Psychosis continues to drive his knee into the back of Marano. Psychosis drags Marano up to his feet and delivers a stiff shot the lower back of Marano. Psychosis stands Marano up and whips him full force into the turnbuckle with all his strength as Marano crashes into it back first and falls to the ground holding his lower back. Psychosis drags Marano up to his feet and drapes him chest first into the turnbuckle and begins to unleash a relentless flurry of forearms to the lower back of Marano as he screams out in pain. Psychosis backs up as Marano slowly cowers out of the corner but Psychosis delivers another stiff forearm to the back of Marano sending him chest first into the turnbuckle as he then boucnes off and gets picked up in a reverse suplex but is quickly dropped back first onto the knee of Psychosis. Marano clinches his back in pain as Psychosis covers for the pin.

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No!!! Marano is able to somehow get the shoulder up before the count of three. Psychosis stare at the ref for a second and complains that the count was too slow. Psychosis drags Marano up to his feet and whips him into the ropes, Marano ducks a clothesline and bounces off the ropes and both men deliver simultaneous clotheslines to each other. Both men fall to the ground as the ref begins to count them out. The camera suddenly points up to the rafters and zooms in on a man standing up in the rafters watching the match. His face hidden by the shadows he watches on watching like a hawk. The camera shifts back as Psychosis is recovering, Marano is making a slow crawl towards his corner, but Psychosis quickly runs up and grabs Marano's leg he attempts to pull him back but Marano hobbles up to one leg he turns around and hits Psychosis with a stiff enziguri. Psychosis falls face first onto the mat as Marano makes a last ditch dive for his partner as he tags Cash in. Vein quickly jumps into the ring and attempts to cut Cash off but Cash meets him with a springboard forearm. Cash drags Psychosis up to his feet and delivers several stiff forearms and knees to the head of Psychosis backing him up into the corner Cash whips Psychosis hard into the corner and quickly runs up and meets him with a shining wizard. Psychosis stumbles out of the corner and Cash climbs to the outside apron and jumps up dropping Psychosis with a springboard D.M.F. Fameasser. Psychosis grabs at his face as Cash covers for the pin.

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No!!! Vein comes diving in and breaks up the pin before the count of three, Vein begins to attack Cash hitting him with several stiff punches when suddenly Marano comes flying out of nowhere and knocks Vein out of the ring with a springboard dropkick. Vein slowly gets up to his feet on the outside when Marano bounces off the opposite ropes and takes a dive to the outside but Vein moves out of the way and Marano crashes hard onto the mat. Meanwhile in the ring Cash drags Psychosis up to his feet and signals to the crowd that this match is over Cash goes for the Intoxication impaler ddt, but Psychosis fights out of it and drops him with a float over ddt. Psychosis points to the top turnbuckle and begins to climb. Outside of the ring Vein see's Marano starting to slowly get up to his feet and begins to stalk him from behind and then suddenly locks in the KATAHAJIME, Vein drops onto his back and grapevines Marano's body as he locks in the choke taking the life out of Marano. Psychosis points at Cash and then jumps off the top rope and delivers a vicious Guillotine Leg Drop. Psychosis covers for the pin.

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Winners: Psychosis & Vein

Psychosis and Vein have done it the former stable mates have taken out two of the up in comers of Fever. The camera shows Vein on the outside barely releasing the choke after the bell sounds, he pushes the unconscious Marano's body off the top of him and climbs into the ring. He raises his arms for the crowd as the camera points back up into the rafters to reveal that the mysterious figure has vanished and the screen fades to black as we go to break.

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We head backstage to see GM Philip Adams walking down a backstage corridor, phone up to his ear, looking worried.

Adams: Of course this isn’t good…Smith selling up could leave me in limbo. And I know nothing is definite, but all the same, if my job was safe, surely I’d have been told that by now?…What do you mean I don’t need this job? You think I’m going to start competing again? It’d take a lot of preparation for me to reach the standard I was at before the injury…this new owner may not NEED a head booker, what if he’s doing it all himself?

He suddenly looks up at the sound of some nearby commotion.

Adams: Listen mate, I’ve gotta go, something’s come up, call me later this week and I’ll see if I still have a job to be able to get you one! Later.

Adams slides the phone into his jacket pocket and rushes over to wear some burly security guards are struggling to contain a hooded old man with receding blonde hair. On closer inspection, the ‘old man’ is none other than ‘The Franchise’ Shane Douglas!!

Douglas: Listen, I got my bags, I’m advertised, and I’m here to do my job, so let me go!!

Adams: What the hell? Shane Douglas…I thought I made it clear to you several times…you aren’t welcome in a UiWF arena pal!

The Franchise nearly erupts in anger, but he seems to be losing the fight with security.

Douglas: Not welcome? I BUILT THIS COMPANY MOTHERFUCKER!!! I don’t care what you say, Smith would never allow anyone to keep me from the building!

Adams: Well, unfortunately for you, Smith is about to walk out the doors of this place for the last time, but I suppose you wouldn’t have seen that considering you know longer earn enough to pay your TV licence!

Adams laughs harshly and Douglas takes a swing. He misses.

Adams: Now, you can stop this nonsense, turn around and go home. Or you can stay and get a real beating from someone other than these guys.

Douglas: You gonna take me yourself then? Huh, bitch?

Adams: Are you kidding me? I don’t wanna get your old man stink all over me. Listen Douglas…go home now, give up this stupid quest, and come back when you can walk fifty yards without collapsing. I made a clerical error by inserting you in the Title Tournament, and there’s nothing I can do about that now, but since that match of yours isn’t this week, you have no business here. GET HIM OUTTA HERE!

The security guards lift Douglas up under his arms and practically carry him out of the door, as he yells obscenities at them and Adams, who turns around and walks away, shaking his head.

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Miller: Looks like the boss has had the last word with Douglas!

Russo: Yeah, and who can blame him for being so authoritarian? That man is past it, plain and simple. Hell, you could even take him, and I bet you’d lose in a fight with a baby girl.

Miller: But why would I ever fight little girls?

Russo: I dunno, maybe they steal your dolls. I haven’t thought of the details of the circumstance.

Miller: Anyway…our next tournament match is about to begin. We’ve already seen Dexter Damage come out victorious in Bracket #2, and this match kicks off Bracket #1, with the winner facing either Disturbed or Matt Enigma on Six Pack Fever the week before To Hell And Back!

‘Can’t Nobody Stop Me’ hits and the crowd goes wild for one of their favourites! John Cena marches out onto the stage and salutes the fans, before heading down to the ring to try and reclaim the belt he held briefly back in March.

Miller: Who is Cena’s first round opponent going to be? The advertisement simply names a ‘mystery opponent’ for Cena.

Russo: I’ve heard from a very reliable source that it is in fact YOU Steve Miller!

Miller: !!!

Russo: I’m just messing around with ya Miller, I haven’t a clue either.

Suddenly, the music of Mike Wheeler hits!! But, the surprise of the crowd soon lessens as it is not Wheeler entering to ‘I Am The BOAT’, but his main man Titus Canby!! Cena starts laughing uncontrollably at this, but Canby looks deadly serious! He walks up the steps and into the ring, all the time looking very serious about this tournament match-up.

UiWF World Title Tournament-Bracket #1
John Cena vs Titus Canby

Cena laughs right in Canby’s face and then puts his hands behind his back to taunt Wheeler’s good friend. Canby takes an uneducated swing and Cena swiftly blocks it, then lifts Canby right up onto his shoulders. He looks around at the cheering fans, then drops Titus Canby with a devastating FU! He rolls into the cover for what will surely be the easiest win of his career…

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Winner: John Cena

Miller: Is that it!? Russo: Looks like it! John Cena is storming on to the next round Miller!

Miller: Indeed he is, and this win will have gone down as a message to Mike Wheeler too!

Cena raises his arms in victory as Canby lies motionless on the mat and we head to the back again.

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Back in the head booker’s office, Philip Adams is stood talking animatedly to Mr. Smith.

Adams: So, is my job safe or what!? I gotta know, boss.

Smith: Look Phil, I honestly don’t have an answer for you. The new guy in charge may not need you, you’re well aware of that, but think about the positives-you can get back in the ring!

Adams: No! I don’t want to compete again, I’ve made that clear. I could be out on the scrap heap this time next week, you gotta help me!

They are interrupted by a certain man beast, who storms through the door without even knocking. He also has a bandage round his head following the crazy display at the end of last weeks house show.

Adams: What do you want, Rhino?

Rhino: I told you on the phone earlier this week, I want some airtime tonight!

Adams: I think those hits to the head last week have sent you loopy mate, you’ve already got your airtime for tonight, it’s coming up right after the next match!

Rhino: What? Really?

Adams: YES! Now why don’t you go and prepare, I’m a little busy right now.

Rhino: Alright, alright. But you might wanna have your censors at the ready!

With that, Rhino leaves almost as abruptly as he entered, and Adams & Smith resume their conversation about the General Manager’s future.

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We return from a commercial to see ‘The Shooter’ Vincent Damiano already in the ring. His opponent for the second week in a row, Troy Turner, appears through the crowd, blindsiding Damiano and flooring him immediately.

Turner and Shooter circle each other, and lock up in the center of the ring. Turner and Shooter jockey for position, and Shooter gains the upper hand and shoves Turner back into the corner. Shooter feigns a clean break, and punches Turner in the mouth. Shooter aggressively drives his shoulder into the chest of Turner, and pulls Turner by the arm and fires him across the ring. Turner lands in the corner with a THUD, and Shooter chases him into the corner. Shooter takes to the air, but awkwardly clutches his left leg as he crashes and burns into the turnbuckle! Turner rolls out of the way, and stands up and watches as Shooter grabs his left leg and rolls out of the ring!

Turner stands back as Shooter lays on the floor in obvious pain, and the ref starts his count…

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Paramedics now hop over the guard rail, and start attending to Shooter. The ref turns to ring the bell, but Turner grabs him and shakes his head ‘no’…

And now he jumps over the top rope and shoves the paramedics away! Turner starts PUTTING THE BOOTS to an already injured Shooter! What an act of cowardace! Turner boots the leg of the Shooter, and hoists him up and shoves him back in the ring. Turner kicks at the leg again, and makes a cover….

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Turner lifts Shooter off the mat! Turner smiles evilly as he drags the limp body of Shooter towards the turnbuckle, and then slides out of the ring to the floor. Turner grabs the leg of shooter and RAPS it against the post! Shooter screams in pain, and Turner poses for the booing crowd. The ref admonishes Turner, but he ignores him and pulls the leg of Shooter towards him, and laces it with a Ringpost assisted Figure Four! Shooter immediately gives it up, and the ref calls for the bell…

Winner: Troy Turner

Turner leaves slowly with a smirk etched into his face, whilst the paramedics get into the ring and help Damiano with his injuries immediately.

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“Pride” by Seether blasts through the P.A system the heavy guitars almost blowing the speakers. But these heavy guitars fade in comparison to the cheers coming from the manic crowd who know what this music means. It has been nearly two years since this music echoed the arrival of the Man Beast. But there was the man himself standing on top of the ramp a stern look on his face, he can hear the screams of adoration but he looks unaffected. The pyros blast behind Rhino as he makes his way down to the ring, the cheers getting louder and louder but still nothing from Rhino. He climbs through the ropes and picks up the microphone left in the centre of the ring for him. Slowly “Pride” by Seether fades away and is replaced by chants of Rhino, Rhino, Rhino! Rhino looks around at the crowd still no emotion on his face. He came out here to tell everyone why he was back and we are about to find out the answer as he raises the microphone to his mouth. The crowd is still cheering.

Rhino: Sit down and shut up!

Rhino’s voice sounds more rough than usual as the crowd slowly go quiet. Rhino waits until the entire arena is silent.

Rhino: Oh how wonderful it is to be back in the UIWF! Oh what joy it brings to my heart to be…blah….blah…nostalgic crap! To be honest with you people I never believed I would be here again. When I vacated the World Title and walked out those doors I never thought I would come back again because of one reason and one reason only because the UIWF had become something I didn’t recognise anymore. I had destroyed my life for the UIWF for it just to turn into a place of egos and backstage politics, I was champion of a UIWF that made me sick! Like I suspected when I walked out those doors the UIWF imploded on itself and now is building from the bottom up again. But is this the reason why I have returned? To help the UIWF return to its former glory?

The crowd yell out a huge “yes” at Rhino who sneers.

Rhino: The answer is no! You see like I said I destroyed my life for the UIWF, I sacrificed everything, my wife, my daughter! You see other wrestlers on this roster can go home to their families, to their other lives but I cannot. I cannot switch off the persona of Rhino because I am fucking Rhino! Terry Gerin used to be my name, the husband and father but he is dead! Dead and buried six feet deep! All there is left is Rhino! Now ask yourself what does a man who has sacrificed everything even his own identity do when he leaves the company who caused his sacrifice? I’ll tell you what that man does…nothing! He has nothing to go to! Nothing to fill his life, all there is an empty void! The UIWF has ripped a hole in my life that will never be filled! So have I come back to the UIWF to fill that void? Again no! I have come back to the UIWF for one reason…

Rhino lets the silence linger a bit longer before bringing the microphone back to his lips.

Rhino: To end my life!

There is a sound of shock from the crowd as they all stare at Rhino with their mouth’s wide open. The arena is deadly silent.

Rhino: That’s it boys and girls, I have come back to the UIWF to end my life! Not to bring the UIWF back to its former glory, not to address old rivalries to simply do one thing, end…my…life! After staring at an empty void in my life there is only one option. I mean what do I have to live for? I have had all the glory, I have stood twice at the top of the UIWF mountain, I am a UIWF Hall of Famer, I am in my own right a UIWF legend and no one can deny this! All I am left with is this empty void because for me there is nothing beyond the UIWF anymore. Now I know what a lot of you are thinking, why not carry on for the love of wrestling, for the thrill of each match? Because all that leaves is a bitter taste in my mouth. Don’t get me wrong there is still a love for wrestling but it is overwhelmed by the nothing! So why come to the UIWF to end my life? Why not just buy a gun, find a dang motel room and blow my brains out?

The crowd is still deadly silent hanging on the Man Beast’s every word.

Rhino: BECAUSE I ALREADY FUCKING TRIED THAT!

As the words leave his mouth Rhino pulls up his hair and the camera zooms in on a circular scar on the back of his head. Stitches are still attached and the crowd recoil in horror. The camera shows women hiding their faces and some peer through their fingers. Rhino lets the hair fall down again hiding the scar.

Rhino: The doctor said that I blew a hole in the back of my skull that was the size of a fist. I was in a coma for months but it still didn’t do the job as here I stand before you today! So yeah I tried the traditional method and it didn’t fucking work! But you know what happened when I came out of the coma, you know one of the first things I saw? The UIWF! Everywhere I go it follows me like an albatross around my neck I can never escape the UIWF but that day, the day which I woke up to find my life going on I saw the UIWF. I saw it was being rebuilt and it came to me, if the UIWF ruined my life then the least it can fucking do is end it!

The crowd watch as Rhino paces around the ring.

Rhino: You all look so shocked, why is that? Perhaps because this time you know what I am doing is not some gimmick, it is not angle devised by the script writers, this is real fucking life!

Rhino is pacing back and forth now.

Rhino: I came back to the UIWF to end my life but it appears it is not going to be as easy as it first appeared. You see back in the UIWF when I was first starting out the UIWF was brutal, vicious and violent. There were no rules every single wrestler no matter if they were at the top of the card or bottom took the risk and forgot everything else. They gave it their all, they fought, they bled but they kept going. It was pure unadulterated violence. But I look at the UIWF now and what do I see? Safety regulations, health and safety officers at the side of the ring, codes of conduct! What the fuck happened? This is not the UIWF! This is some poor imitation of the UIWF! The UIWF was at the top of its game because it dared to be different than all those other nancy federations out there and now the UIWF has become one of them! The UIWF isn’t about raw rage and violence now it is about fancy moves and making sure the wrestlers are safe! Screw that! I threw a chair at Wheeler’s feet last week in a hope it would spark some violent tendencies in him but he looked scared of the fucking thing! This is not the UIWF that will extinguish my life but I am going to change that. I am going to enter this tournament to crown the new UIWF World Champion and I am going to win for the third time the UIWF World Championship and then things are going to fucking change around here. Because as the UIWF World Champion I will become the most targeted man in the UIWF and it is going to take more than a few weak ass chair shots to kill me. I am going to hold onto to that World Championship until someone in the back has what it takes to end my life. To have that spark of violence, to have that pure brutality in their soul to beat me to a bloody pulp and go that one step further. And only when I lie in a ring somewhere in a pool of my own blood with me breathing my final fucking breath will the UIWF be back to what it was!

Rhino stares directly up at the ramp.

Rhino: I’m talking to you boys and girls in the back! It is open season on Rhino so come give me your best shot because at this moment in time there is not one of you who even remotely has it in you to take the fight that one step further! I will be the UIWF World Champion again and I will change the UIWF to what it once was and then and only then will any of you have it in you. So come on boys and girls, kill me, kill me…

KILL ME!!!

Rhino smashes the microphone down onto the mat as “Pride” by Seether blasts over the PA system. The crowd is deathly silent as Rhino stares at the back, a manic look on his face. Rhino has come back to the UIWF to end his life but does anyone in the UIWF have what it takes to kill the Man Beast? Only time will tell!

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‘Possession’ by Otep hits as we return from break and the monster Disturbed enters the arena to a chorus of boos, accompanied by his handler Shamaya. Disturbed means business tonight, and he wants to get the job done in his first round match against the returning Matt Enigma.

‘Undead’ by Hollywood Undead booms out as Disturbed climbs into the ring and the energetic Matt Enigma storms down to the ring to come face-to-face with his foe for the evening. He gets a decent ovation from the crowd.

UiWF World Title Tournament-Bracket #1
Disturbed vs Matt Enigma

Disturbed locks up with Enigma, and SHOVES him clear across the ring, sending Enigma head over heels! Enigma stands back up, and locks up with the monster again! Disturbed walks him back to the corner, and shoves him into the turnbuckle. Disturbed holds Enigma by the face, and DRILLS him in the chest with an open palm slap. Enigma drops to his knees in pain, but gets hoisted up to the top turnbuckle, and then GORILLA SLAMED to the center of the ring! Disturbed slowly stalks Enigma, but Enigma slides to the outside to catch his breath. The ref starts the count, but Enigma slides in at 7 and goes face to chest with the monster. Enigma ducks a lockup attempt, and uses his speed to deliver a dropkick to the back of disturbed. Disturbed no sells it and wheels around and damn near DECAPITATES Enigma with a clothesline from the depths of hell! Enigma hits the canvas with a THUD, and Disturbed makes a cover…

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NO! Enigma gets a shoulder up, and scampers out of the ring again to rethink his strategy. Disturbed doesn’t let him rest though, and reaches down and grabs Enigma by the hair, and YANKS him up to the apron! Disturbed grabs Enigma around the throat, and lifts him up in the air! But Enigma goes to the eyes of the big man, and escapes! Enigma sprints to the turnbuckle, climbs up top, and leaps off with a cross body…

But Disturbed sees it coming and BOOTS HIM IN THE CHEST ON THE WAY DOWN!!! Enigma bounces off the canvas and rolls back to the outside, and Disturbed poses in the center of the ring… to a face pop? Really?

Enigma slowly regains his senses on the outside of the ring, and charges and DRILLS Shamaya with a running elbow! That son of a bitch just laid out Disturbed’s manager! Disturbed climbs out of the ring and gives chase to Enigma, who rolls into the ring. Disturbed rolls in after Enigma, but catches a dropkick to the face for his trouble. Enigma pops up and starts putting the boots to Disturbed, and quickly bounds up to the top rope and hits a tope on Disturbed! Enigma makes the cover..

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But Disturbed CATCHES him out of midair! Disturbed holds him in the power bomb position, then spins him around so he’s facing forward… and SITS OUT AND DROPS ENIGMA’S FACE ON THE TURNBUCKLE!

Enigma has no idea where he is and turns around groggily, right into THE FINAL NIGHTMARE!!! GOOD LORD that came out of NOWHERE! Disturbed makes the cover while eyeing his fallen manager…

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Winner: Disturbed

Disturbed doesn’t wait for his hand to be raised by the referee, he quickly exit’s the ring and scoops up his manager Shamaya from the floor. He begins to carry her to the back as Enigma lays in the ring clutching his neck. The camera stays at ringside as Enigma is helped up, and he is given a good ovation from the crowd after a good display here tonight.

Miller: So then, that is our first semi-finals match-up sorted! Disturbed takes on John Cena for a place in the Six Pack Challenge! That’s gonna be one hell of a contest!

Russo: You bet it is Miller, but I can’t help thinking that Disturbed is more worried about his girlfriend right about now.

Miller: Girlfriend?

Russo: Yeah, one of those things you’ve never had.

Miller: You know it isn’t like that Nicky, Shamaya is more his guide than anything else.

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We suddenly cut backstage to see Disturbed walking quickly towards the medical room with Shamaya. As he reaches the door, a medic comes to help him, until Philip Adams walks into the scene.

Adams: Hold on! Eric, take her, I need to talk to the big guy over here.

He motions Disturbed to follow him to the other side of the corridor as the medic takes Shamaya into the EMT room.

Adams: Listen, good work out there tonight. That’s part one complete. Now I’ve pulled some strings so that, well, you’ll see next week I guess. Now, forget about those belts I took from you last week, cos we’re one step closer to seeing Disturbed as the World Heavyweight Champion! You like the sound of that?

Disturbed nods.

Adams: Alright, that’s all for now. I’ll be in touch.

With that, Disturbed heads into the medics room and Adams heads off back to his office.

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We go back to the ring, where the very odd LLC is stood, getting some strange looks from the crowd. His/Her opponent makes his way down to the ring, and Dirk Vendetta looks raring to go tonight, fresh off the back of a good showing in last weeks house show against Psychosis.

Dirk Vendetta vs LLC

Vendetta stares across the ring at his opponent obviously disgusted with the state of it, Vendetta moves in slowly but as they go to tie up Dirk just nails LLC with a hard right hand knocking the she man hard down to the mat, he moves in and starts to stomp a mudhole into the midsection of LLC. As the two continue to trade blows, attention turns to the top of the ramp.

Miller: Who the hell is that?

Nicky: I dunno, but she’s hotter than my cell phone on weekends!

Miller: She’s got a clipboard, what’s that for?

Nicky: Probably to get a portrait of yours truly, I knew this stuff would start happening when I accepted the job!

Miller: Actually, I think she’s writing down notes on the competitors!

Vendetta drags the her back up to her feet and sends her across the ring and waits for her to come back, she does and Vendetta nails her with a stiff back elbow to the face, then drops an elbow drop down onto her body and quickly goes for the cover.

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Dirk pulls Cock-lee back up to his feet and kicks him hard in the midsection with a stern kick before bouncing of the ropes and nailing him in the face with a stern knee, as this the mysterious woman on the ramp continues to jot down notes on her clipboard. Cock-lee stays on his feet and Dirk runs to the ropes, he come bouncing back and nails Cock-lee with a spear damn near knocking her out of her dress. Dirk again waves the freak to get back to his feet and then nails her with the Citizens Arrest before making the cover.

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Winner: Dirk Vendetta

Miller: Vendetta picks up the win tonight, but I don’t think he’s even noticed the woman on the stage there!

Nicky: How can you not notice her!?

The woman applauds Vendetta before quickly exiting, seemingly satisfied with what she has seen tonight. Vendetta doesn’t even notice her, too consumed in his victory over the strange LLC.

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It's time to head backstage for the last time and we find Shane Young standing by with someone we haven't seen before in UIWF. The man stands next to Young looking a little bit nervous being on camera. He looks to be in great shape looking bigger than most of the roster members already in the UIWF.

Shane Young: I'm standing here with Brian Sampson, UIWF's newest roster acquisition. Brian, what are you thoughts about being here in the UIWF?

Sampson stands there, a little bit choked up, and brings his head towards the microphone.

Brian Sampson: It's a dream come true. I've always wanted to be in a top caliber wrestling company like UIWF.

Shane Young looks at him, expecting him to say a little bit more, but realizes that he isn't going too.

Shane Young: Alright, well, any goals you have for UIWF? Do you plan to take part in the UIWF Championship tournament?

Brian Sampson: I hope so, Shane. I want to be a champion.

Before Sampson can get into anything else about the tournament, Mike Wheeler walks into the scene. It's only moments away before he is slated to face Caine in the UIWF title tournament.

Mike Wheeler: If you want a real interview Shane, come with me and wait until after I destroy Hannibal T. Caine out there in a few minutes.

Brian Sampson stands there and doesn't say a word while Mike Wheeler looks him down and just laughs. Wheeler walks off as Shane Young looks at him.

Brian Sampson: As I was saying, it's always been my goal....

Shane Young: Sorry kid, sometimes there's just a bigger story just around the corner.

Young exits the scene to follow Wheeler as the camera just looks at Sampson, before chasing after Young and Wheeler, leaving Sampson all alone.

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Fuel by Metallica blasts over the PA System and Hannibal T. Caine comes from behind the curtain and stares at the crowd as he gets a mix reaction from them and he makes his way down the ramp, up the steel steps and he gets into the ring and awaits Mike Wheeler.

Mike Wheeler’s theme music blasts over the PA System and Mike Wheeler with Titus Canby by his side come out to an array of boos and Wheeler lets out an arrogant smirk which makes the crowd boo even louder and Wheeler and Canby make their way down to the ring.

UIWF World Title Tournament-Bracket #2
Mike Wheeler vs HT Caine

Wheeler and Caine meet face to face to in the middle of the ring and as the referee signals for the bell Wheeler goes and pokes Caine in the eye and begins his assault. Wheeler starts landing some right hands that sends Caine back into the corner. Wheeler goes into the corner and begins to ram his left shoulder into Caine’s midsection and then Wheeler takes Caine, and Irish-whips him into the other corner and Wheeler follow him and hits Caine with a running clothesline. Wheeler hits Caine with some elbows in the face and then he starts choking him in the corner and the referee get in and breaks up the chokehold.

As Wheeler walks back over to Caine, Wheeler goes for a left hand, but Caine blocks it and his Wheeler with a right hand. Wheeler goes for a left again, but Caines blocks it again and hits Wheeler with another right hand. Caine hits Wheeler with some right hands that have Wheeler moving backwards to the center of the ring. Caine is hitting Wheeler with lefts and that has Wheeler staggering and then Caine grabs Wheeler and Irish-whips him into the ropes and Caines bounces off the other ropes and goes for a clothesline, but Wheeler ducks he clothesline and Caine bounces off the ropes and Wheeler hits Caines with a spine buster and he goes for the pin.

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Wheeler picks up Caine, brings him to his feet and then hits Caine with a snap suplex, but Wheeler doesn’t let go, brings Caine back to his feet and hits another snap suplex and as before, Wheeler doesn’t let go of Caine and hits a third straight snap suplex. Wheeler gets up, runs against the ropes and hits with a quick leg drop. Wheeler then goes and hits a flying drop on the face of Caine. Wheeler look at what he wants to do next and goes to the corner goes on the middle rope jumps off hits an elbow right in Caine’s face and then he goes for the pin.

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Wheeler lifts Caine up from the ground kicks Caine in the midsection and hits him with a piledriver. Wheeler goes for the cover but only gets a two count and Caine kicks out again. Wheeler looks at the referee in disgust because he thinks he should have gotten the three counts, but Wheeler lifts Caine up and walks him over to the ropes. Wheeler takes Caine and places him in a suplex position, lifts Caine in the air and slams him sternum first on the top rope. Wheeler lifts Caine head up and punches him in the face and Caine falls to the outside.

Wheeler follows Caine to the outside and lifts Caine to his feet, and throws him right into the guardrail. Wheeler takes Caine and then runs him right into the ring post as the referee yells for Wheeler to get the action back in the ring. Wheeler ignores the referee as he takes Caine and rams Wheeler’s back right into the ring apron, then rams Caine’s back into the apron again and does it one more time for god measure. Wheeler lets Caines hit the floor after the third time he rammed his back into the apron and he kicks him a few times in the head. After kicking him, Wheeler slowly picks up Caine hits him with a DDT on the floor. After hitting the DDT Wheeler picks up Caine and rolls Caine back into the ring and he follows him into the ring.

Wheeler just stares at Caine as Caine is trying to get back into his feet and Wheeler just smiles as he walks over to Caine and arrogantly kicks Caine in the head. Wheeler does it again and then does it a third time and the crowd begins to boo heavily and Wheeler turns his back on Caine and starts jawing at some of the people in the crowd. With Wheeler being distracted Caine gets up to his feet and turns Wheeler around and lands some stiff left hands. Caine is able to back Wheeler into the corner and he lands some lefts and rights, then grabs Wheeler by his head and does some dirty boxing and then Caine grabs wheeler and hip tosses him out of the corner.

Titus Canby gets on the apron and Caine sees this and goes after Canby, but Canby gets off the apron before Caine can get him. Caine brings his attention back to Wheeler and runs at him, but Wheeler hits a power slam on Caine and the two men are just lying on the ground and the referee begins the count.

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Wheeler can’t believe it picks up Caine tosses Caine into the corner, follow Caine in, places Caine on the top rope, follows Caine, places himself standing right next to Caine and hits a forward russian leg-sweep from the top rope! Wheeler signals for the end of the match, which gets a reaction from the crowd. Wheeler sets up Caine for his patented JPD (Jumping Pile Driver)! WHEELER LEAPS, AND CAINE'S NECK COULD BE BROKEN! He goes for the cover...

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Winner: Mike Wheeler

Miller: Mike Wheeler goes through to face Dexter Damage at Six Pack Sunday! The winner of that match heads into the To Hell And Back main event, a great return to action for Wheeler!

Nicky: I’ve seen better, but yeah, not bad.

Miller: You think you could take him?

Nicky: Pfft…of course, but best not talk about that now, let’s let him have his moment.

Miller: Yeah, Wheeler is victorious, and he closes out the first show of the new era for us! Join us next week folks, same time, same place, for the next set of tournament matches plus much, much more!!

We look to fade to black, but suddenly head backstage to see the camera following a formal looking man walking down the corridor. The camera is following him, and he comes to a halt outside of the office marked as Mr. Smiths. He knocks, and the door swings open to admit him.

Smith: Ah, it‘s you, welcome.

?????? ?????: Thanks for meeting me, let’s get these papers sorted, shall we?

The camera swivels round as the mystery man enters the office to reveal…

Miller: DANIEL SCOTT!!!!! The owner of GWI is meeting with Mr. Smith!? What the hell does this mean for the future of the company!?

Nicky: We’re out of time…