4CW: From the Vault - 18th August, 2013

The camera opens up in the now familiar From the Vault studio with James Roberts.

Roberts: Hello everyone, and welcome to this week’s edition of 4CW: From the Vault, the show where we show the history of 4CW by looking back at some of the greatest matches from the company’s past.

Last week on Stormfront we saw the first title defence since 4CW came back on the air, as Brock McSweeney defended the Custom Cup Championship against “The Bruiser” Rhysus.  In recognition of this, tonight we’re having a Custom Cup special!

To begin with, we have “The Bruiser” Rhysus defending the Custom Cup against Rasheed Evans at Revival VI.  From Revival II, “The Killer Bee” Chris Shaolin defends the Custom Cup Championship in a handicap match against Gemini.  And finally, a classic from Revival I, with the match that started it all.  Under Havoc Rules, the 4CW Havoc Cup and R4GE Custom Championship unification match with “Main Event” Mike Nichols, Chris Crow, [chux], Senecca and Auctioneer. 

Enough talk, let’s go back to Revival VI!

4CW Revival VI, 18th April 2010
4CW Custom Cup Championship
Swansea Death Match: “The Bruiser” Rhysus vs. Rasheed Evans
Commentators: Ray Jeffrey & James Roberts

Loveless: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Swansea Death Match for the 4CW Custom Cup Championship!

The arena goes black, and a scene of a helicopter in the night sky. Clips of Hollywood rush hour are shown from Aerial view before cutting to a zooming in of a skyscraper building. A spotlight is centred on Lil Wayne as he performs ‘Drop the World’ to a rousing response. The lights are flashing brightly and the crowd is doing a Mexican wave as Wayne raises his left arm and then right. Then the light go off as Lil Wayne mutters ‘Muthafucker I’m Gone.. I’m Gone’ only for a blinding light to shine on the stage as Eminem and Evans rises from under the ramp, surrounded by flames and golden sparks flowing from the roof of the arena and onto the stage.

Evans, clad in a electric blue hooded sleevless jacket, walks down the ramp to the words of Eminem, revelling in the boo’s being showered upon him by the fans. Once in the ring, he walks over to the turnbuckle climbs onto the second rope where he smells the air, before signalling his aim to win the belt. He goes to the opposite corner, smells the air before acknowledging the two megastars performing his theme song. The lights come back on as an excited and pumped up Evans paces the ring.

Jeffrey: The soon-to-be champ has spared no expense... have we ever seen that at ReVIval?

Roberts: Wow! What an entrance by Rasheed Evans! The man had Eminem and Lil Wayne singing his entrance for him and it truly gives an example of how grand ReVIval is! But fancy entrance or not, Evans still has to have the skill to be able to pin Rhysus or make him tap out to take that championship away from him.

Jeffrey: Something that I know he can do. Are you forgetting that Rhysus lost his first ever match to Rasheed Evans?

Roberts: Of course I'm not but alot has changed since then. Rhysus has become the Custom Cup Champion and has held the title since October of last year. He's on a hell of a run and the fact he's undefeated in all of 2010 only solidifies that. Rhysus is gonna be a tough opponent to beat.

Jeffrey: Say what you like about Evans, but he is a tough son of a bitch just like Rhysus. He also has experience in this match as it was at Massacre he took on Rhysus for the title in this very same match, with JJ Blaze also in the match. This time though, it's one-on-one and it's sure as hell personal.

Roberts: You're absolutely right. Folks, this match will be brutal and viewer discretion is definitely advised.

Warm yourself by the fire, son,
And the morning will come soon.
I'll tell you stories of a better time,
In a place that we once knew.

"Prayer of the Refugee" by Rise Against blasts through the arena. Rhysus comes out onto the stage with both arms in the air, and red pyro shoots up on both sides of him. Rhysus then beats his chest.

Before we packed our bags
And left all this behind us in the dust,
We had a place that we could call home,
And a life no one could touch.

Rhysus goes to each corner of the stage and raise his arms for the crowd, coming to the middle of the stage as "And a life no one could touch" plays... then, the second the chorus kicks in, Rhysus sprints down the ramp and into the ring, running past loads of weapons on the way.

Don't hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don't need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!

Sliding into the ring and getting up, Rhysus resorts to running to the turnbuckle, jumping up and looking out to his sea of fans, before beating his chest twice more, coming down from the turnbuckle. He stares down Rasheed Evans, who hasn't moved since Rhysus' music hit.

Jeffrey: You could cut the tension with a knife! And the crowd are certainly on fire for this match!

Loveless: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first, the challenger, now residing in Birmingham, England, weighing in at 241lbs, RASHEEEEED EVAAAANS!!!

Evans steps forward and raises his arms in the air, looking as serious as ever. Alot is riding on this match.

Loveless: And introducing the current, reigning and defending 4CW Custom Cup Champion! From Swansea, Wales, weighing in 230lbs, he is "THE BRUISER" RHYYYYYYSUUUUS!!!

Rhysus steps forward and raises his Custom Cup Championship into the air. He looks out to his sea of fans and then hands the championship to the referee, who raises it in the air, and then hands it to the time keeper. The referee then reminds both competitors that they can only win by pinfall and submission, and he signals for the bell to be rung!

The champion and the challenger don't move as the bell rings and they continue to stare each other down. Both men are wondering what they shall do as the first move. Rhysus takes a step towards Evans, but Evans drops and rolls out of the ring. The crowd explode in boos as Evans is already running out of the ring (or so it seems) but Evans actually goes to the ramp and picks up a steel chair, and walks slowly back towards the ring with it. Rhysus stands in the middle of the ring, egging Evans on to get in the ring with the steel chair but Evans is hesitant, knowing Rhysus is ready for it. This goes on for about thirty seconds before Rhysus all of a sudden looks up at the stage, horrified. Evans confused, turns around and looks at the stage, wondering what it was Rhysus was looking at, and while Evans does that, Rhysus dives out of the ring and takes him out from behind!

Roberts: Rule Number One! Never take your eye of the opponent! Evans just learned that the hard way!

Rhysus, now with the advantage, picks up his opponent and Irish whips him into the steel steps, causing them to dislodge. He then picks up the steel chair that Evans dropped and runs at Evans with it. Rhysus strikes down with the steel chair, but Evans moves out of the way and steel clashes with steel. Evans quickly sends a right hand to Rhysus, causing him to drop the steel chair. Evans hits Rhysus with a couple more before the Bruiser delivers a punch or two back. They continue with lefts and rights until Rhysus ducks one of Evans' rights and kicks him in the gut, driving his head into the steel chair with a DDT!

Jeffrey: What a sickening impact with that DDT to the steel chair! This match has only just begun and already havoc is everywhere!

Rhysus picks up Evans and throws him into the ring, before throwing some other objects into the ring with him; two steel chairs, a stop sign, a dustbin lid, and a welsh flag on a pole. Rhysus rolls into the ring and picks up the welsh flag. He waves it in the air to represent his country before putting it under Evans' neck, trying to choke him out with the pole. Evans manages to escape though, and swiftly avoids a shot from the pole. He grabs Rhysus, kicks him in the gut, and lifts him up for a suplex. 1...2...but Rhysus kicks out.

Evans picks up the welsh flag and snaps it in half with his knee, before grabbing half of the pole. Rhysus gets up to his feet only to take a shot with the pole, right across the face. Rhysus stumbles backwards and falls into the turnbuckle, which gives Evans a perfect opportunity to strike. Evans picks up the stop sign and slams Rhysus right across the head with it! The shot causes Rhysus to walk out from the turnbuckle, not having a clue where he is and Evans takes another shot, busting open Rhysus in the process.

Roberts: And the first sign of blood! I don't expect that to stop!

Jeffrey: Did you really just try and pun "stop" and "sign", Roberts?

Roberts: Didn't you like it?

Jeffrey: *sighs* .... just call the damn match.

Evans picks up Rhysus to see a large cut forming on his forehead. Evans screams "This is my time!" before grabbing Rhys from behind and taking him out with a German Suplex. Evans gets up, smirking that he's in control of the match, and climbs the turnbuckle. Rhysus groggily gets to his feet and turns around - and Evans jumps off with a crossbody! But Rhysus catches him and reverses it into a throwaway falling slam! Rhysus gets up, using the ropes to help himself, and wipes some of the blood out of his face, so he can see better. He then rolls to the outside and lifts up the apron, pulling out a small bag, a baseball bat and a roll of barbed wire.

Roberts: Oh boy! This doesn't look too good! Not for Evans, anyway!

Rhysus throws all the weapons in the ring and slides in himself. Evans is getting to his feet so Rhysus grabs him and takes him out with a Sidewalk Slam. Rhysus then grabs the small bag and opens it up, tipping a puddle of broken glass onto the mat! Rhysus then grabs the barbed wire and unravels it, wrapping it around the baseball bat. As Rhysus finishes doing this, Evans is back on his feet and sends a right hand to Rhysus. Rhysus fights back with a left of his own but Evans grabs Rhysus and lifts him for a suplex, slamming him right into the pile of broken glass!

Jeffrey: Holy crap! Rhysus was just slammed into shards of broken glass! Ladies and gentlemen, that glass has just cut into Rhysus' body in about fifty different positions! Talk about pain!

Rhysus sits up to reveal about twenty different slices in his back and the expression in his face shows that it hurt as badly as it looks. Evans though hasn't fully escaped the brunt of the glass as there are two deep cuts on his shoulder where he landed the suplex.

Both men grimace in pain as they get up, shards of glass falling off of them and blood now dripping all over the mat. Evans is first up and he looks to have no mercy and set Rhysus up for another suplex on the glass, but Rhysus wriggles out of Evans' grip and takes him out with an Enziguri! Rhysus then uses the ropes to struggle to get up before picking up the barbed wire covered baseball bat. Evans slowly gets up, and Rhysus uses that time to recover and then he thwacks Evans across the head with the barbed wire bat, busting him open too.

Roberts: Both men are busted open! My god, this is a damn bloodfest!

Jeffrey: Did you expect anything less? It's called a Death Match for a reason!

Evans crumbles, and Rhysus falls to his knees also, and then he falls on Evans. The referee counts this as a cover. 1...2... NO! Evans gets a foot on the rope at the last second! The two warriors lay next to each other on the mat, both wearing crimson masks and in dire agony. There are broken weapons and droplets of blood all over the ring, making it look like someone had been murdered. Rhysus sighs, knowing he can't rest until this match is over, and slowly crawls over to the ropes, helping himself up to his feet.

Rhysus slowly gets to his feet, barely able to balance after the so far gruesome match. He sees that Evans is stirring and grabs him, picking him up. Rhysus sends Evans into the corner and then clotheslines him so that he falls down to the second rope, slouched. Rhysus then goes over to the other side of the ring and picks up a steel chair, wedging it in the corner so that it's directly in front of Evans. Rhysus then goes to the adjacent corner, and climbs up. He takes a deep breath, and jumps off for a Diving Dropkick - straight into the steel chair - crushing Rasheed Evans in the corner! Rhysus then gets up, pulls away Evans, and locks in the Back Snap - right over the Broken Glass!

Jeffrey: This is sick! This is INHUMANE! Evans can't crawl to the ropes because the broken glass is cutting him up! This needs to end, I can barely watch!

Roberts: This truly is horrifying! The glass must be digging into Evans' torso as his body is crushed under the weight of his opponent! Nobody is able to take this kinda pain!

As soon as Roberts finishes his sentence, and to no surprise from anyone really, considering the pain he is in, Evans taps out, slapping his hand over and over on the one part of glass-free mat he can see. Rhysus releases the hold and Evans, broken, bloody and battered, remains limp atop the sea of broken shards.

Loveless: HERE IS YOUR WINNER - AND STIIIIIIILL - THE 4CW CUSTOM CUP CHAMPION - "THE BRUUUUISER" RHYYYYYYSUUUS!!

Back to the studio!

Roberts: What a match!  Easily one of the more violent I have seen.  This reign cemented Rhysus as one of 4CW’s mainstays, and this match in particular cemented his legacy in 4CW.

Next, Chris Shaolin defends the Custom cup in a Knockout match against both members of Gemini.  Let’s take a look!

4CW Revival II, 30th April 2006
4CW Custom Cup Championship
Knockout Match: “The Killer Bee” Chris Shaolin vs. Gemini
Commentators: Scott Phoenix, Ray Jeffrey & James Roberts

Phoenix: Well, according to me that is the Custom Title Match with Gemini taking on Shaolin in a Handicap Match here tonight, Gemini trying to not only be the only tag team to hold the Universal Title, but also the Custom Title at the same time! Such selfish sons of bitches they are!

Jeffery: Hey, what are you talking about, sourpuss! They're only trying to have one title instead of hogging two of them with the Tag Titles. I think they're actually also doing 4CW a favor, knocking out Chris Shaolin.

Roberts: We'll just have to see here, Shaolin is one tough cookie.

*Yellow spotlights begin circling around the arena, and the sound of a swarm of bees buzzing can be heard. Faintly, a man can be heard screaming in agony. Suddenly, the lights and sounds stop...*

*Pause, dead silence*

*The sound of a bell ring echoes out*

DING DING DING

*Bring the Pain by Method Man beings playing over the PA system, and the yellow lights go back on. They focus on the top of the entrance ramp, and the Killer Bee slowly makes his way out into the light, Custom Cup Championshiop belt around his waist. He does some last minute stretching at the entrance, then pops up and walks towards the ring with purpose behind every step. On his way down the ramp he removes the belt from around his waist and drapes it over his shoulder.*

Loveless: Introducing First, from Statten Island, NY, weighing in at 230 lbs...he is the 4CW Custom Champion..."the Killer Bee"...Chris...Shaolin!!!

CHING! The sounds of coins dropping, and cash registers envelop the arena through the PA. Money, by Pink Floyd kicks in as Golden confetti falls from the sky like fallen angels.

Loveless: ...being accompanied by Eden, hailing from Greenwich, CT, at a combined weight of 502 pounds...Gemini!!!

Eden makes her way through the curtain with a basket of rose pedals, gently tossing them on the ground, creating a red carpet. Gemini follow her out, dressed in white and gold robes. They pause on the stage with thier noses pointed in the air, absorbing the chorus of boos from the angry crowd. They proceed to the ring. Eden climbs the stairs and walks across the apron where she holds the ropes open for Gemini. Once in the ring, Gemini stand in the middle of the ring, and un-tie the robes. Eden removes the robes at the same time with a single tug, revealing Gemini's chisled, David like physiques. The brothers pose for each other, as though they were posing in front of a mirror. Eden watches on with lust in her eyes, proud of her team.

Gemini stand across the ring from “the Killer Bee” as the referee gently takes Shaolin's title belt from him and takes it over to Gemini to show it to them. As the referee approaches, Dendrick Kincaid snatches the title from the ref and puts it on his shoulder, then tries it on the other, looking at his borther Victor and asking him what he thinks. The ref snatches the belt back as Dendrick goes to hand it to Victor to try on. The referee takes the belt and hands it to the timekeeper on the outside as the bell rings and the ref turns around…

DING! DING!! DING!!!

Jeffery: Oh man, and here we go! Straight mugging, coming right up!

Phoenix: I dunno, Shaolin really is one tough customer that Gemini will really need to be wary of!

Jeffery: Gemini is undefeated in 4CW PPV's! That's all that needs to be said, especially when it's a Handicap Knockout Match! Who else could ever win this thing?!

Both twins run at Shaolin with a clothesline, which Shaolin ducks and goes and ties up with Dendrick. Victor then comes and starts kicking Shaolin in the shins, the numbers game already getting to the Custom Champion. Victor and Dendrick start to really beat down on Shaolin as he falls to the mat from the flurry of punches and stomps he gets. Both twins soon let up to see the damage done. Victor tells his brother something as Dendrick goes over to the outside and looks under the ring apron, grabbing a chair from under the ring. He grabs another one and tosses it into his the ring further in for Victor to grab. Shaolin gets up and grabs the one chair before Victor can and goes to swing at him, but Victor ducks and “the Killer Bee” throws the chair at Victor and punches it into his face. Dendrick comes up to Shaolin and goes to tie up with him. They lock horns as Shaolin backs Dendrick into a nearby corner. Shaolin breaks free from the tie up and goes just unloading on Dendrick's mid-section, making Dendrick make a face that surely looks like he needs to puke and Shaolin is just mixing up his lunch even more!

Victor starts to come to as Shaolin lets Dendrick drop in the corner for a bit as he grabs the kind of dazed Victor and Irish Whips him across the ring and into his brother Dendrick. Shaolin runs at them for a splash when all of the sudden, Victor moves out of the way and Dendrick catches Shaolin flying in the air in a spine buster position as he moves him out into the middle of the ring, slamming him down with authority while Victor comes from nowhere and hops up, grabbing “the Killer Bee”'s head on the way down with a crucial neck breaker. Gemini stand up, looking at the wreckage, ordering the referee to count out Shaolin. The ref has to as it is the point of the match…

Jeffery: Good teamwork boys! Well done. It may not be enough, but make him struggle to get up. Wear him down by making him move more by himself! Good strategy!

1...2...3.…4...5...6...Shaolin starts to come to. He pushes himself up by the arms and tries to get up on his own, starting to crawl.

Roberts: And Shaolin just won't stay down, I'll tell ya its gonna take a lot!

Phoenix: I agree! I don't know if much is gonna be able to keep the man down, however, the numbers game can overwhelm most people!

Jeffery: Damn right! And nobody deserves it more that “the Killer Bee” himself…

Gemini both grab Shaolin and double team him again. Victor picks up Shaolin on his shoulder as Dendrick grabs him by the leg from Victor holding him in a suplex position. They hold him up in the air, teasing a drop several times before Shaolin comes to and knees Dendrick in the side of the face, letting him drop Shaolin to his feet. Shaolin, quickly thinking, grabs Victor by the head on the way down to his feet and brings Victor down on the mat in one swift move with a sick Reverse DDT. Shaolin follows Dendrick, who is crawling into a corner as “the Killer Bee” starts stomping away at him in the corner, really stomping a mudhole in him!

Phoenix: Get ‘em Shaolin! Get ‘em! You're rightfully the Custom Champion! They aren't. It WAS their choice to help you!

Roberts: Indeed it was! Go Shao! Go!

Jeffery: And you guys say I'M biased…geesh…

Shaolin quits on kicking the hell out of the twin as he backs up and runs back toward the twin at a speed unseen by Shaolin as of late. He comes in and nails Dendricks cheek with both of his knees as he hops forward upon approach while running. Shaolin sandwiches Dendrick's face in the turnbuckle as well as he soon stands up and the referee begins to count…

1...2..3...4...Victor begins to get to his feet.

Dendrick soon follows as he uses the ropes to get to his feet, but is definitely dazed. Shaolin sees Dendrick first to his feet and takes him out with a heavy clothesline over the top rope and to the floor. Victor creeps behind Shaolin with the chair and nails him in the back with it. Victor drops the chair in a good spot as he grabs Shaolin by the mid-section from behind with one hand on each side. He grabs him and whips him around to the middle of the ring, hitting him with crushing Sidewalk Slam on the steel chair in the middle of the ring. Victor stands up and pans around, showing off his wonderful physique to the crowd, seeing that Dendrick is coming to on the outside and using the apron to get to his feet. Victor calls Dendrick in the ring as he soon slides in under the bottom rope and stands up. Dendrick goes over to the chair, telling his brother that he has an idea. He goes over to the steel chair that is under “the Killer Bee” and rolls him off of it and unfolds it, sitting it in the middle of the ring. Victor picks up a beaten and battered Shaolin and picks him up yet again in the Sidewalk Slam position, landing his back again on the seat of the chair with hella impact. Dendrick is seen hopping off of the middle rope at the time of impact on the chair, nailing Shaolin with a Guillotine Leg drop, flipping Shaolin off of the chair and onto the mat, motionless. The referee begins to count Shaolin out as Gemini stand up and show off to the crowd to a huge chorus of boos…

Jeffery: good work boys! I'm really proud of you two tonight! That's better than I've ever seen ANY tag team do! Even if it is your signature finisher! Gemini just makes it look better anyway!

1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...Shaolin begins to get up and the twins soon see it and help him up to his feet.

Dendrick grabs Shaolin as he gets to his feet and puts him in a head scissors and double underhooks Shaolin's arms and puts him in a pedigree position. Victor comes up behind “the Killer Bee” and wheelbarrows him while Dendrick jumps up and nails him with a Pedigree, really putting extra pressure and impact on Shaolin's head, basically spiking it more than a usual Pedigree, this being the Wheelbarrow Pedigree. The ref shakes his head in sympathy for “the Killer Bee” as he begins to count and Gemini stand up and jeer and make fun of the ref for shaking his head and feeling bad for Shaolin…

1...2.…3..4...5.…6..7...8...9...

At the very last second Shaolin is able to push himself to his feet and lunge forward just a simple foot or two and flop back on the mat, showing that he is not unconscious fully! The twins can't believe it as Shaolin hadn't moved until he just jerked like that out of nowhere. Gemini are a bit hesitant approaching the ever unpredictable “Killer Bee”. Victor is the first to reach Shaolin and grabs him by the head, locking in a Crossface that Shaolin pops up and rolls through grabbing Victor by the mid-section and flinging him through the bottom and middle rope and to the floor with awkward impact on the outside. “the Killer Bee” goes up to the fallen Dendrick and grabs him by the head, helping him up. He grabs the twin by the arm and twists him under himself, bringing him in close for a short arm clothesline, which the twin ducks under and breaks free from. Dendrick comes back after Shaolin with a dropkick, taking him down with almost a perfect, by the book looking textbook. Dendrick stands up, knowing that what he just hit was nearly perfect, and telling the crowd all about it. Shaolin stands up quickly though, a bit out of it, but still swinging. He comes at Dendrick at full force with a flurry of punches as Dendrick soon catches the beat of the punches and catches him with a key knee to the mid-section and grabs his head, spiking his head down hard on the mat with a DDT. Shaolin is hurting bad as the ref begins to count out both men as Victor is still also on the outside hurting…

Phoenix: Wow. Shaolin really is taking a hell of a beating here tonight. I don't know how much longer this kid can last, really…

Jeffery: To tell ya truth, I dunno how he's still moving. Gemini has hit him with just about everything they can, except of course for the 2-D! Which is what they may have to resort to, I hope!

1..2...3...4..5..Shaolin begins to make it to his feet first as Dendrick is using the rope to get up and Victor is on the outside using the apron to get up.

Shaolin comes up behind Dendrick and grabs him by the arm for a back suplex. As Shaolin lifts him up in the air, the twin reverses the weight shifting and pushes “the Killer Bee” forward while holding his head, smashing it into the ground with crazy impact and a nuts-o Bulldog! Victor climbs in the ring as Dendrick whips him into the ropes and picks him up for a flapjack on the return. Victor runs across the ring and nails him with a neck breaker, nailing him with the 2-D! The referee starts counting Shaolin out as Victor stands up with his brother and side-hugs him. Dendrick and Victoer both start talking, thinking that Shaolin has to be out cold after this…

Jeffery: Oh man, you know its all over now. There is no way anyone could ever get up from that!

Phoenix: I'm gonna have to agree with you there. The 2-D is one of the most feared moves in all of 4CW, I can't lie and say it doesn't hurt!…

1...2...3...4.…5...6.…7...8..9...10.

Nope, Shaolin budges just at the right time and grabs the bottom rope, just barely able to prop himself up. Gemini look on in disbelief as they go and pick up Shaolin to his feet. Victor whips Shaolin hard into the closest turnbuckle, and Shaolin pops out of it and lands on the mat face first hard up impact being so hard. Gemini then go and pick him up and double whip him into the corner, this time he stays in the turnbuckle, with no air left in his lungs what so ever. Dendrick goes over and picks him up, sitting him up on the top turnbuckle. Dendrick stands in between Shaolin's legs facing Victor and grabbing him under his arms. Victor approaches Shaolin and grabs him by the neck, putting him in a suplex-like position.

Roberts: Uh-oh! What do these sadistic mother fuckers have up their sleeves now? This looks weird!

Phoenix: I think they're really going for a double impact superplex of sorts, it looks like, as usual, with Victor's ass right in Dendrick's face. I swear those two are gay, they have to be!

Roberts: I dunno, but look out!

Victor goes to pull Shaolin off as Dendrick pushes him, but Shaolin doesn't move. “the Killer Bee” actually has other plans as he punches Victor off of him and off of the middle rope with him, hitting the canvas hard on his back. Shaolin then moves his legs just a little bit in all the confusion around the back of the head of Dendrick and hops forward with his legs around Dendrick's neck backwards. Shaolin brings Dendrick down hard on the mat with a Reverse Hurricanranna from the top rope! Shaolin stands up just as Victor stands up, looking dazed.

Roberts: Oh man! A reverse Hurricanranna! What a move to Dendrick! I've never seen him do anything like that before! Ever!

Victor goes for Shaolin in a last ditch effort as Shaolin quickly ducks it and as Victor turns around Shaolin kicks the now unfolded steel chair over just a bit as he hooks Victor and grabs him in tight, bringing him down stiffly on the steel chair, back first with a hellacious STO! The ref sees that both Gemini are out cold and starts counting as Shaolin crawls over to the ropes and soon gets to his feet via the ropes…

Phoenix: Oh my God! Shaolin has just cleaned house completely. Gemini carnage everywhere! This is insanity!

1...2...3...4...5...6...Shaolin gets up to his feet via the ropes...7...8.…9...10!!!

Loveless: And here is your winner, and STILL 4CW Custom Champion…”the Killer Bee”….Chris…Shaolin!!!

Jeffery: Nooooo!!! I can't believe it! That little fuckin' ant did it! How in the hell did he just knockout Gemini? Holy Shit! That did not just happen. Scott, pinch me.

Phoenix: No.

Jeffery: Oh my God. This is unreal. Gemini did not just lose at a PPV. I know it. This does not happen in 4CW. It just does not happen.

Roberts: Ray, calm down. Gemini lost. They lost once. They deserved it, they just got their asses kicked. They may have done some good business of kicking ass, but “the Killer Bee” stung the shit out of them here tonight at Revival! And what you gonna do about that?!

Shaolin rolls out of the ring as Gemini lies in the ring unconscious. Shaolin gets the title handed to him by the timekeeper as he walks up the ramp way and Gemini come to a bit, still laying down and staring down Shaolin, pointing at him angrily as Dendrick lays back down and eventually gets out of the ring as Victor stands up, looking extremetly disgruntled that they lost for the first time in 4CW PPV history! Shaolin keeps on walking backwards up the ramp way with the Custom Title raised high in the air, realizing that he came over the biggest odds that anyone could have ever done, by beating both Gemini twins in their own element, 2 on 1, and at Revival, no less!

Phoenix: Wow, another great Revival Match. And such a deserving champion is “the Killer Bee”. And such a good fighting champion as well, he just beat 4CW's only now legendary tag team in Gemini! I can't believe it either, but he of all people is the one who deserves it!

Jeffery: I will not get over this. Much less Gemini. Shaolin, consider your life over come Storm Front, my friend. Hell, if you even make it out of the building alive!

Back in the studio!

Roberts: History was made with Gemini losing their first PPV match.  And history will be made in our next match, as the 4CW Havoc Cup and the R4GE Custom Championship were unified to create the 4CW Custom Cup Championship in the match that started it all!

4CW Revival I, 16th April 2005
4CW Havoc Cup and R4GE Custom Championship Unification
Havoc Rules: “Main Event” Mike Nichols vs. Chris Crow vs. [chux] vs. Senecca vs. Auctioneer
Commentators: Scott Phoenix, Ray Jeffrey & Tyler Smith

Loveless: The next match is a unification of the 4CW Havoc Cup and R4GE Custom Championship! It will be under Havoc Cup rules! The winner will be crowned the first Custom Cup champion, and will be able to modify the championship to his choosing. Introducing first, weighing in at 290 pounds...SENECCA!!!

The lights go black and the words "Fuck Dying!" echo throughout the arena. Red And silver pyro burst out as the Opening chords of "Fuck Dying" by Ice Cube begin.

Join the Party, I can provide the army!
Join the Party, I can provide the army!!
Join the Party, I can provide the army!!!

The camera searches the audience for signs of Senecca as the song continues to go on. Suddenly the music comes to a screeching halt as the words "Don Mega!" burst through and a red spotlight shines down on the area of the audience Senecca is in. The music kicks in at full force again and Senecca makes his way to the ring through the audience. Senecca flips over the top rope, landing in the middle of the ring and raises his arms up as pyro bursts from the ring posts. He climbs up to the top turnbuckle and points out both arms towards the audience and then pulls them out to his sides as the lights come back on, He jumps down from the turnbuckle and awaits his opponents. The referee tells Senecca to stand by one of the turnbuckles.

Loveless: And his opponent, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 325 pounds...

The lights go out and Get in the Ring by Guns n Roses hits on the PA. Strobe lights flicker as a single spotlight shines on the entrance ramp. The Auctioneer dressed in his duffel coat over his torn jeans and faded singlet, and a wide brimmed hat covering his Yin/Yang mask, appears from behind the curtain carrying his sledgehammer, followed by The Saint and Mandy.

Loveless: Making his way to the ring, accompanied by The Saint and Mandy, he was the first ever Havoc Cup Champion.....THE AUCTIONEER!

The trio makes their way down to the ring and enter as one. The Auctioneer stands in the middle of the ring, flanked by his friends and raises his sledgehammer in the air and brings it crashing down to the mat as fireballs erupt from the ring posts. Senecca doesn’t flinch a muscle, instead just smiles in delight, laughing under his breath. The referee ejects The Saint and Mandy from ringside, much to the dismay of The Auctioneer. He spins the referee to face him and demands satisfaction, but the ref won’t budge. The Saint and Mandy walk up the ramp, shouting at the ref as they do so. The Auctioneer face Senecca and is furious. He tries to stalk towards him, but the ref intervenes, holding The Auctioneer off.

Loveless: And their opponent...

"Hold it now. Wait a minute. Come on. Phew! Just let me catch my breath..." The crowd explode as Dream Theater's 'Take The Time' hits the PA system. Colored lights fly around the arena, spotlights aiming at the ramp. The 4CWtron displays footage of [chux]'s signature moves, and other highlights of his career. A figure stands tall, silhouetted, belt around his waist. Randomly illuminated by the lights, everyone can tell who it is. His arms are extended, one hand gripping a bottle.

Loveless: "From Elmaville, UK, weighing in at 230 pounds, he is the former 4CW World Heavyweight Champion...[CHUUUUUUXXX]!!!"

[chux] makes his way down the ramp to a deafening crowd reaction. He takes a mouthful of the contents of the bottle. Coke of course. He gives the remainder of the bottle to a fan without turning his head, makes his way up the ring steps, through the ropes and to the far turnbuckle. He climbs to the second ropes, throws his arms out, tilts his head back and sprays the cola high into the air, receiving a boosted ovation from everyone in attendance. [chux] with a look of determination in his eyes, moves to his respective turnbuckle and waits for the bell.

Loveless: And their opponent...

Entrance: Silence.......The 4CW-tron goes blank. A voice talks over the loud speaker as the words show on the tron. "It’s time for the main event". A burst of pryo goes off and the lights go down. Bodies by Drowning Pool hits and a wide spray of red lasers move back and forth across the entranceway. Then out walks the Main Event. He walks to the top of the ramp, stops and he raises the 4CW Havoc Cup as the crowd roars in approval.

Loveless: Hailing from Brazil, Indiana. Weighing 265 lbs... He is the 4CW Havoc Cup Champion... Main Event Mike Nichols!!!!

He walks down the ramp and up the stairs, across the apron to the corner. He steps through the rope and as soon as both feet hit the ring he instantly throws his hands out and starts spinning. He stops the spin facing the camera. He sets the Havoc Cup down in front of him. He then does three short hops while pointing to his chiseled chest with his thumbs. As soon as he hits the 3rd hop he shoots his arms out to the sides, making a cross with his body as a shower of golden sparks falls down behind him. Nichols stares at the curtain waiting to get his hands on Chris Crow. Auctioneer has seen enough and attacks Nichols, which causes a chain reaction of havoc. Senecca charges over and jumps Auctioneer from behind. As the trio brawl, [chux] looks to the crowd, shrugs his shoulders, and jumps in on the action, punching and stomping anything that moves. They begin to target the biggest dog in the fight, The Auctioneer. As they kick and punch away, The Auctioneer explodes, erupting, tossing the three men in the air.

The arena blacks out. A countdown is hired and seen on the screen.

”1!!!!!”
”2!!!!!”
”3!!!!!!”
“GO!!!”

Drowning Pools “Step Up” plays as two huge white flames erupt and continue to burn on each side of the entrance leading into the lights go up. A remix of Crow segments plays on the screen.

“Suffering!”
”Yeah, that's the only thing here that's left for you.”

Chris wastes no time stepping out between the white flames, in new ring attire, long white pants made of some type of glossy plastic latex with a C on each knee, a matching sleeveless vest with the red words “Never gunna drop” written in a curve on his upper back, and topped off with his trademark bandana, matching with the same material and color.

“Nothing!”
”Yeah, that's the only thing you're ever gunna fuckin do!”

He removes his R4GE Custom Championship, looks at it one last time, then grabs it by one end, and flings it into the right, white flame bedside him burning it in a cloud if black smoke. He walks down the isle acting like it never happened, pumped for his match.

”I'm never gonna drop!“
“I'm never gonna stop!“
”Ain't no different than it was before!”
“So take some good advice!“
”You better stop and think twice!”
”Before you take your first step, Out that door!”

Crow makes his way to ringside, but does not enter the ring. He instead takes a position behind the commentators desk.

Phoenix: What are you doing? You have a match to wrestle!

Crow: Don’t get your panties in a bunch, it’s not my fault these idiots started the match without me! I’ll get in there when I’m good and ready!

Jeffrey: Take your time, I’m enjoying having someone with intellect join me for some commentary!

Crow: Hell Ray, I’m great at everything I do. Maybe I’ll get offered to replace these two jackasses!

Nichols, Senecca, and [chux] regroup and once again attack the Auctioneer. They jump him taking him back down to the canvas. Nichols spots Crow from the corner of his eye and rolls out of the ring.

Crow: Get back in the ring you moron!

Nichols marches towards Crow, who takes off his headset, trying to escape. It’s no good, as Nichols reaches over the table and slams Crow’s head against it. He takes Crow from behind the head and drags him over the announce table. He begins to hammer away at his enemy, before driving his head into the steel ring post, and throwing him in the ring to the rest of the wolves. As [chux] works on Auctioneer, Senecca joins Nichols on the assault to Crow. Crow back pedals to the corner as Senecca and Nichols lay the boots to him.

Jeffrey: C’mon, two on one! This isn’t fair!

Phoenix: Do you even watch wrestling? What are you doing here? Those are the rules!

Mike Nichols and Senecca are kicking away at Chris in the corner turnbuckle as [chux] is dominating Auctioneer. Senecca and Mike pick up Chris, Mike takes him by the waste attempting to set him up, but Senecca disagrees and tries to whip him over the top rope. Mike doesn’t allow this and holds onto the other arm of Chris, wiping him back the other direction, then close lines Senecca to the mat. Chris comes back off the ropes and hits a desperation missile-dropkick on Nichols and nearly knocks him out of the ring. Chris rolls to the edge of the ring and rests under the ropes.

Jeffrey: Crow is showing he is in charge!

Smith: How? By cowering?

Back on the other side Auctioneer has worked his way back up to his feet and the two are now tied in a lockup. Auctioneer being overpowered, kicks [chux] in the stomach and follows with a DDT, when [Chux] goes to the ground, Auctioneer follows up with a triangle-lock, wrenching on his arm. Senecca comes back and drops and elbow on Auctioneer forcing him to break the hold. Senecca is back up and starts kicking but from behind, Mike Nichols connects with a hard German suplex.

Phoenix: I’ve never seen Senecca see so much air! Wow!

Chris is still sitting on the outside watching, he sits up and pulls himself to his feet with the ropes. He walks over to the turnbuckle, still on the outside of the ropes, he leans on it resting his head and watches the other participants.

Smith: Get back in the ring!

Jeffrey: Why don’t you get in there, you sawed off midget! Crow knows what he is doing, watch and learn!

Mike Nichols is laying everyone out in the ring, after he releases the suplex Mike gets right back up and grabs Auctioneer by the neck with both hands then drops him with a two handed choke slam.

While Mike is still leaning down from the slam, [Chux] bounces off a rope and comes behind hitting a bulldog. Then. Senecca comes back hitting a sphere on [chux] the crowd is going nuts chanting ‘this is awesome! *clap clap, clap clap clap*This is awesome! *clap clap, clap clap clap* This is awesome!” [chux] and Senecca now back up again tie up in the center locked in a power struggle. Just as Senecca is about to win, simultaneously, Auctioneer grabs Senecca, Mike grabs [chux] and both suplex them in opposite directions causing a big “oohhh” from the fans.

Phoenix: Stereo suplexes!

Chris is now steps back inside the ring and goes to make a move on one of the four exhausted men lying on the mat, but once Mike and Auctioneer start to stand up again he quickly goes back to the corner. The fans boo at this and mock Crow with “Pussy” chants. Chris looks at the fans and points to his cranium tapping his finger on his forehead.

Smith: Do you hear the fans? I’m gonna have to agree with them.

Jeffrey: That’s bullshit Tyler. We all know damn well, you are gayer than Liberace square dancing with a monkey in diapers!

Smith: For the last time, I”M NOT GAY!

Jeffrey: Sure, say it enough times and maybe even you will believe it.

Auctioneer is to his feet first, followed by Nichols, Auctioneer goes to for a ddt as Mike is trying to rise, but Nichols is too strong and turns the headlock oh him into a modified torture rack, wrenching on his lower spine and mid section as he sits atop his shoulders. After holding it for a moment Chris makes eye contact with Mike and holds down the top rope, signaling to throw him over. For the first time ever the pair work together, however, it doesn’t succeed. Just in the nick of time Auctioneer wiggles free and falls from behind. Mike Nichols turns around and is kicked in the midsection, then, this time, successfully hitting a ddt. Auctioneer is back up sparks a pop from the crowd as he does his gavel taunt. Then, from behind Chris comes from the outside, springboards off the top rope getting a lot of air, and comes down into a nasty Crow Crusher on Auctioneer. Chris gets up and showboats by doing his Crow taunt by putting his hands on his heard and taking the shape of a cross, then, throwing his hands straight out. Several “holy shit” chants start but are overshadowed by boos.

Smith: If Crow wasn’t a degenerate, I’m sure the fans would appreciate that a bit more.

As he sees the other two up again now, Chris stays in the ring, but is cautious to stay outside of there offence as Senecca and [chux] trade slow punches not waiting for there energy to catch up with them. Mike Nichols is up again now and Auctioneer is starting to move. Mike stands and looks where to take his punishment, then, him and Chris lock eyes for the second time, he points to Chris, who quickly gets nervous, shaking his head no. Mike smiles and nods his head yes, but then, the body of Auctioneer lying next to his feet grabs Nichols right foot and chops his knee out from under him. Mike grabs his knee in pain as Auctioneer stands back up punching him in the back of the head, then, relentlessly kicking him when he’s on the ground.

Chris stands in his corner pointing and laughing at the Havoc Cup Champion as he is pummeled, then, stands up on the turnbuckle and smiles to the crowd, showboating and doing his Crow taunt. The annoying laughs brings new life to the havoc champion, he slowly rises almost as if he’s “hulking up” openly taking blow after blow with no defense till he’s finally to his feet. He blocks a forearm, and returns it with one of his own. Now, the two are clobbering the hell out of each other, trying to knock the other out first. The heat has also built in the other lock up as Senecca and [Chux] violently trade chops with each other.

Phoenix: This match is absolute Havoc!

Jeffrey: So I guess Havoc match is a good name for it then, huh, Captin Obvious!

Back over on Chris’s corner his reaction is dying down, so he jumps down and runs to the opposite turnbuckle climbing it and posing again to a handful of boos. This catches the attention of all the other participants who quickly stop attacking each other and stair at Chris, waiting for him to turn around. The fans cheer at this confusing Chris. He points to himself only to be booed again, and then curious what’s happening, he slowly turns his head to look behind him. The other four are standing and smiling, waiting for him to hop down. Then, out of desperation Chris tries to jump to the ground, to eliminate himself, but is stopped by Mike Nichols who catches him by his vest and pulls him back inside over the rope to the mat. All four men kick away at him making the fans erupt.

Jeffrey: Are you happy now Tyler?

Smith: Very.

Jeffrey: Don’t see why, there’s no underage oriental boy under the desk.

The team work of the four men does not last long, as they soon begin trading shots with each other. Crow gets off the mat and goes to give Nichols a clothesline. Nichols ducks, grabs him by the back of the head and throws him over the top rope. Crow hangs on and rolls under the bottom.

Phoenix: Crow was seconds away from being the first to go!

Jeffrey: Crow is a ring general! He isn’t going out like that!

The Auctioneer gets up and Senecca goes for the attack. He sends Auctioneer’s back up against the turnbuckle and punches the head of the champ. Senecca gives a couple quick kicks to the gut and Irish whips him to the opposite corner. Auctioneer reverses and Senecca is sent running. From the top rope, [chux] soars off with a missile dropkick, across the chest of Senecca.

Smith: BAM! What a dropkick from the former world champ!

Meanwhile, Nichols is punishing Crow with boots in the corner. He is in a seated position and being pummeled, and choked by Nichols’ hands. [chux] gets to his feet, but The Auctioneer clubs him from behind with a double axe handle and tosses him over the top rope to the outside but he holds on to the ropes and makes it back in.

Jeffrey: Oh no! How did [chux] manage to stay in there?!

Phoenix: It’s a little something you’d know nothing about. Glory!

Jeffrey: I know a lot about that actually. I did your big fat momma last night! She loves the cock!

The Auctioneer targets Senecca and picks him up by the back of the head. The Auctioneer tosses Senecca over the top rope and turns his back with his arms in the air telling the crowd how great he is! Nichols sees this and releases the choke on Crow then he runs at The Auctioneer and grabs him by the waist and delivers a release German suplex to the first ever Havoc Cup Champ. Senecca however, rests on the apron and rolls back into the ring.

Smith: Senecca, almost eliminated! How long can these guys last?

The crowd becomes antsy as The Saint returns to ringside, making sure to stay out of the sight of the ref. The Auctioneer grabs Mike Nichols by the arm and slingshots him into the ropes. As Nichols returns The Auctioneer collects him with the Clothesline from Hell. Auctioneer stands up and motions to The Saint on the outside of the ring to set a table up.

Phoenix: What the hell is The Saint doing? He was told to leave! Abs what does The Auctioneer want with a table?

Jeffrey: Maybe he is ordering room service. I don't know, maybe you should watch and find out.

The Auctioneer drags Nichols over to the edge of the ring and pushes him under the ropes onto the ring apron. He climbs through the ropes and then picks up Nichols and lifts him onto his shoulders in a Torture Rack. With his back to the table that The Saint has set up on the outside The Auctioneer falls into a Samoan Drop and sends Mike Nichols through the table.

Phoenix: OH MY GOD! Falling Hammer through the table which is now in a hundred pieces.

Jeffrey: Both men are down and I think Nichols might be dead!

Smith: Don’t say that! Remember when everyone thought Chris Grant was dead?

Both Auctioneer and Nichols lay motionless on the outside, on top of the debris of the shattered table. [chux], Senecca, and Crow look on in disbelief.

Phoenix: How are these two gonna survive this match?

Crow is the first to stop gawking at the wreckage as he cross checks [chux] to the canvas. He then begins to lay the boots to him, as Senecca joins in. They pull [chux] to his feet and push him into the turnbuckle. Senecca and Crow begin exchanging chops against the chest of [chux]. The two talk to each other and pull [chux] out of the turnbuckle and send him to the ropes. Upon return, they hoist him into the air for a back body drop, but [chux] holds on and delivers a double DDT. All five wrestlers are now out.

Phoenix: What a match! All these men are willing to put it all on the line to drink from the Custom Cup!

The Saint begins to try to help Auctioneer up. He helps both Nichols and Auctioneer slide back into the ring, but he just lays on the apron, dazed. He tries to smack some sense into him, but the referee nabs him and orders him to the back. The Saint refuses, but is escorted out by five security guards who are not ones to mess around with. Toronto’s finest.

Smith: Na na na na, na na na na...

Jeffrey: Shut up!

[chux] and the Auctioneer are the first ones to come around. The Auctioneer's eyes meet [chux]'s from across the ring. Both men ignore the other four competitors as they stare down their rivals. [chux] is first to make a move, he makes a fast dash across the ring straight towards The Auctioneer. The big man ducks a clothesline attempt and turns quickly to smash [chux] with some hard right hands. [chux] is forced to one knee from the pressure of Auctioneer's fists, but begins to make a desperate comeback by throwing one, two, three uppercuts to Auctioneer's torso knocking the wind from him. Auctioneer stops his assault to catch his breath while [chux] takes advantage by standing and grabbing Auctioneer's head between his hands, then jumping to his ass with a jawbreaker. Auctioneer falls backwards to the mat as [chux] regains his footing, lifts both of Auctioneer's feet and drops a double leg drop to his opponent's midsection.

Jeffrey: Low Blow! Come on ref!

Phoenix: Do you even know the rules to the match?

Jeffrey: Does it matter? This is bullshit!

Auctioneer rolls under the ropes to the outside when Chris Crow lands a hard boot to [chux]'s head. Continuing the assault, Crow hits [chux] with more stiff kicks, desperate to keep his championship. [chux] tries to cover his head with his arms, but the kicks still hit the mark through the defence. Crow stops kicking and lifts [chux] up from the mat. One punch to the jaw, then a knee to the abdomen double [chux] over, then Crow backs up, bounces from the ropes and lands a dropkick to the head of the former World Champion. [chux] falls to the mat only to be met with a leg drop from Senecca, who gets back to his feet and throws a clothesline towards Chris Crow. Crow ducks the arm, spins and throws a right hand to Senecca. Senecca counters the counter as he ducks under the right hand and brings his knee up to meet the gut of Chris, then wraps both his arms around the winded man and falls backwards into a gut wrench suplex.

Tyler: Woah, impressive skill from Senecca! You never know what to expect from that guy.

Phoenix: All of these men are doing all they can to win the new Custom Cup, they are giving all they have and more.

Senecca lays three hard boots to Crow's chest, but out of nowhere is knocked over the top by a high dropkick from [chux]. Senecca grabs the top rope with all he has, and falls hard against the ring apron. He quickly rolls back into the ring to save himself, but is met with a sliding dropkick from [chux]. Senecca falls out of the ring to the outside.

Tyler: The referee has declared Senecca is not eliminated. He made it back through the ropes before the dropkick.

Phoenix: [chux] looks pretty annoyed by the ref's decision.

Jeffrey: Phh, who cares what [chux] thinks? He's about to be sent to the locker room anyway.

[chux] questions the referee, who stands by his decision and warns [chux] about arguing with an official. Distracted, [chux] falls victim to a big boot from The Auctioneer and is sent towards the ropes himself. He manages to stop himself from going over, and turns to Auctioneer with an annoyed look on his face. Without warning, Senecca enters the mix once again and tries forcing [chux] over the top rope. As [chux] dangles on the top rope, The Auctioneer grabs the legs of Senecca flipping both men over the top rope to the outside floor.

Loveless: [chux] and Senecca have been ELIMINATED!!!

Phoenix: What?! What a shocker! The former world champion is the first to go along with a favorite to win, Senecca!

Smith: And they are not done yet! They are now lumberjacks!

Jeffrey: That’s if they can control the urge to kill each other!

As Jeffrey speaks his last word, Senecca attacks [chux] and the two battle each other on the outside.

Jeffrey: Spoke too soon.

As the Auctioneer laughs at the men he emlinated, Nichols begins to regain his footing. Crow spots Nichols from the corner of his eye, but instead of attacking him, Nichols and Crow connect arms and charge Auctioneer, sending him over the top rope to the outside.

Loveless: The Auctioneer has been ELIMINATED!!!

Phoenix: And just like that, The Auctioneer has suffered defeat! And we are down to two!

Smith: Now instead of having to toss your opponent out of the ring, you must pin him or make him submit!

Jeffrey: Chris is gonna make you guys eat Crow! He is your new Custom Cup Champion!

Crow and Nichols stare each other down and step toe to toe, nose to nose.

Smith: The tension is so thick you can cut it with a knife! Finally one on one, Nichols may have his revenge!

The fans rise to their feet. The noise is deafening. Nichols and Crow erupt in a fury of left and right blows. Both are throwing so many shots it’s hard to tell who has the advantage, until Nichols begins to fire an extra shot in. The next round a few more, until he backs Crow up into the turnbuckle. Nichols connects with 4 left hands in a row and winds up his fist in homage to the late Joe Everlast. He hits him with it almost sending Crow over the turnbuckle. He comes down to his feet and staggers out of the turnbuckle into a brutal spine buster.

Phoenix: Can you feel the electricity? Nichols is ready to put this to bed!

Meanwhile, on the outside of the ring, [chux], Senecca, and Auctioneer are paying no attention on their duties as lumberjacks, but instead are engaged in their own combat, fighting up the ramp and to the back.

Nichols looks to the crowd, and they are approving his every step. Nichols grabs Crow by the hair and tries to drag him to his feet. Crow grabs Nichols tights and forces him forward, face first to the turnbuckle, Crow landing on his ass at the bottom of the corner. Crow gets up and thumbs Nichols in the eye, then measures him up. He sees an opportunity and runs up the ropes, moonsaulting over, going to connect with a Full Moon DDT. As Crow comes around, Nichols grabs him by the head and connects with his own DDT putting Crow out!

Smith: It’s over! All Nichols needs to do is make the cover!

The Main Event places his arm across the chest of Chris Crow with the cover.

1...

2...

3...

NO! Just in the nick of time, Crow nudges his shoulder up.

Phoenix: What?! That was as close as they come!

Nichols can’t believe he didn’t get the pinfall. In frustration he bangs his fist off the mat and grabs Crow by the head, pulling him up. He signals the end is near. Nichols boots Crow in the gut and positions his head between his legs. He hoists him up for the powerbomb, but Crow rolls around the back, for the sunset flip, rolling Nichols up.

1...

Crow pulls the tights of Nichols

2...

Crow then grabs the middle rope for added leverage

3!!!

Step up plays over the PA as Crow quickly jumps out through the middle ropes. Nichols getting up to his feet in disbelief.

Loveless: And the winner of the match...AND NEW Custom Cup Champion...CHRIS CROW!!!

Crow makes no hesitation of quickly heading up the ramp, as far away from Nichols as he can get. Nichols kicks the bottom rope in anger and watches Crow ascend the ramp. He points his finger toward him, letting him no, it’s not over.

Phoenix: What a match! Chris Crow managing to steal yet another win, and a championship!

Jeffrey: Chris earned it fair and square!

Smith: Well, I can’t wait to see the Custom Cup ceremony! What will the Cup look like? What stipulation will Crow make the cup?

Roberts: That’s all we’ve got time for this week!  Join us next time for another trip back in time!

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