4CW Storm Front- 6th October

The 4CWtron comes to life as the opening video package  plays and the generic 4CW theme bursts out of through the PA system and the cameras pan around the packed arena at the cheering crowd focusing briefly onto the signs that the fans are holding up, "Murphy has Herpies!" ; “[chux] [sux]” ; “Killer Kensai!” ; “4CW 4 Life” are just some of the signs that the camera can see before being distracted by the pyros exploding either side of the entrance ramp and across the stage area as this sets off a chain reaction of explosions all the way down the ramp to the ringside area, as the turnbuckles explode into life and the final set of pyros begin to die down and the crowd has come alive, screaming and chanting as Storm Front officially begins.

Phoenix:   Hello, I'm Scott Phoenix, and welcome to Storm Front!!  It's great to be here in Cardiff, Wales today.

Jeffery:   Is it Scott?  I was driving earlier, and I saw a group of men...  doing stuff... to a sheep...  It was horrible.  And the sheep had a resigned look in its eyes, like it was used to it.  Scott, why would Welsh men do that?  I know Skywolf liked the company of animals from time to time, but this was horrible...

Phoenix: Well Ray, I can't say I've seen it myself, and the Skywolf bestiality stories were just vicious rumours.

Jeffery:   All vicious rumours have a basis in fact Scott.  There's a rumour that I have a nine inch penis, so that's obviously based in fact.

Phoenix: Didn't you start that rumour yourself?...

Jeffery:   Changing the subject back to our original conversation Scotty, I feel so sorry for that sheep, but then, I've seen Welsh women as well and I think I'd wear a woolly condom before I got with one of those things...

As Ray Jeffery finishes his sentence "Break Stuff" hits and the crowd erupts.

Jeffrey: Great.

Phoenix: This must be the big announcement we heard about last week.

Jeffrey: And this is where I clock out for the next 20 minutes....

"Main Event" Mike Nichols walks out onto the stage dressed in his custom tailored black suit with a dark red button down underneath. Nichols stops at the top of the stage and removes his sunglasses. He places them in his inside jacket pocket and begins walking down the aisle, greeting the fans on his way down before stopping to pose for a selfie picture with a young female fan.

Phoenix: Nichols certainly is a fan favorite here in 4CW.

Jeffrey: Jesus. Would someone reel him in? He already ruined one relationship. That skank is probably going to leave her husband tonight.

Nichols walks up the steps and along the apron before stepping through the ropes and into the ring. He walks across the ring and grabs a mic from one of the ringside attendants. Nichols walks back to the center of the ring and throw one arm in the air to acknowledge the crowd, who respond with cheers.

Phoenix: Nichols is definitely loved by the 4CW faithful.

Nichols brings the mic to his mouth and begins to speak.

Nichols: It's a great day to be a part of 4CW. Not only do we have the greatest fans in the world...

Nichols pauses as the crowd roars to solidify his statement.

Nichols: Not only that but when you have the hottest woman alive as your lawyer slash girlfriend you get things done. What am I taking about you ask? Well I'll tell you. In a few short weeks you all will witness the birth of the next main event star here in 4CW.

The crowd buzzes, guessing who he could be talking about.

Nichols: The papers are being finalized as we speak. Jen is in the back taking care of the last little bit of business to bring into 4CW my best student from my wrestling school. Let me tell you that he is a beast and will change the game here for a lot of people. In fact here comes some good news now...

Nichols points to the entrance ramp as Jennifer Clarkson walks down the ramp. She smiles at the fans. Clarkson is holding a folder. Nichols holds the ropes for her and she enters the ring. He grabs her by the hand and walks her to the center of the ring. 

Nichols: Jennifer Clarkson, ladies and gentlemen!!

Clarkson blushes as the vocal males in the audience voice their approval.

Nichols: Now that everyone let you know what I let you know nightly, what brings you out here? I thought you were with that tool box, Hugh Knowles finalizing the contract.

Clarkson: I was but we ran into one page that I forgot to have you sign. I was just so excited for you that it slipped my mind. So sign here and the plan is going to be put in motion.

Nichols smiles and signs the paperwork. Clarkson smiles even bigger and turns to walk out of the ring but not before Nichols gives her a smack on the backside that stops her in her tracks. She looks coyly over her shoulder at him before leaving the ring. As she exits, Nichols returns to speaking.

Nichols: Now on to something a little less attractive. My match tonight with Sery. 4CW's little engine that could.

Mild applause for Sery, Nichols opponent later tonight.

Nichols: Sery has impressed me. He went from getting his ass handed to him every week to working his way within on match of fighting for the 4CW Championship. It really is impressive and I firmly believe that he has all the tools and the heart to become champion some day. Some day but not today. It's hard to crush someone's dreams like I have to tonight especially since I really do like the kid.

A light "Sery" chant begins.

Nichols: I have to though. I wish it was someone like Carlos Murphy or hell even Chris Drake himself but since I've already taken enough from Murphy and Drake hung up his boots to play hide and go seek with Belly, it looks like it has to be Sery.

A "Nichols" chant starts.

Nichols: Ladies and gentlemen, you are looking at the next 4CW Champion and tonight I will leave no doubt heading into Gallows End that I am the very best that 4CW has to offer. Line them all up and the will all have their push killed. Why? Cause I'm the Main Event and that's what I do!

"Break Stuff" plays and Nichols exits the ring. He makes a lap around the ring, shaking hands and taking more pictures with the fans.

Jeffrey: I can't believe I'm saying this but I hope Sery wins tonight. I don't know if I could handle more ass kissing from Mike Nichols and if he wins the title, he will be all over this show.

Phoenix: It's going to be one hell of a match and whoever wins, you have to call them the favorite heading into the championship match at Gallows End.

Scott Phoenix finishes his sentence and the 4CWtron pops into life, taking the audience backstage to the locker room of the Skill Set. Paladin Wells, Kensai Jin Lee and Courtney Frost; all in their ring gear; are sitting together in a semi-circle, facing the big-screen TV in their locker room, watching the 4CW show. As the show goes to commercial, Courtney turns to Warric ‘Paladin’ Wells.

Courtney: Hey, guys, management is giving us a block of ring time... to talk to the audience... again... this week. We haven’t used any of the ones they have given us yet. You wanna use it this week?

Warric: Nah, I’m good.

Kensai: Zhè shì zuì hǎo de wèi zìjǐ de xíngwéi, ér bùshì nǐ dehuà, zhè xiàng yùndòng bèi chēng wèi.

Courtney, translating: In this sport, it is best to be known for your actions instead of your words.

Warric: I actually agree with Bruce on that one. Besides, we have all the OLD 4CW guys taking up ring time... talking... a LOT... instead of wrestling. It’s SOOOOOOO cliche to go down to the ring and blab about your life. Been done to DEATH... for decades. I think the crowd could use a break from all the ‘ain’t I great’ or ‘I’m gonna git you, sucka’ jibber jabber. People don’t go to MMA fights for the talking, they go for the fights.

Frost smiles: Not a lot of people get that.

Warric: Besides, I’ve only been here four months, and only ACTUALLY wrestled 6 times. Twice a month isn’t a heavy workload, and I don’t have a big sampling to talk about. I’m just here to learn the trade as long as this place stays open.

Frost: Seven times if you count the battle royal where EVERYONE lost except Granda Enforcer. But... what about Rog... what about L-A-C? What about The Brittons?

Kensai: Wǒ yǔ rènhé rén dōu méiyǒu wèntí. Wǒ yǒu wèntí SERY! Wǒ huì jiějué wǒ de wèntí yǔ SERY zài lóngmén jià de GALLOW’S END.

Courtney, translating for Kensai: I have no problem with ANY of them. I have problem with SERY! I will settle my issues with Sery at Gallow’s End.

Warric, raising his voice a bit: I know what he said.

Courtney just shrugs her shoulders: It’s what I’m paid to do... so I do it.

Warric: Fine. And, Jin... you MIGHT NOT get another crack at him, b-t-w. He’s in that 16-month World title tournament, and might be in the finals. He’s good... really good. I’m actually rooting for him... mainly because I beat him, and that would kinda raise my stock as well.

Kensai: Sāi lǐ hěn xìngyùn de zuìhòu yī chǎng yǎnchū. Zì de de 4CW ginjo, tā yǐjīng zhèngmíng, tā zhǐ bùguò shì yīgè LOSER... Suǒyǐ tā huì shīqù, wǒ yīdìng néng huòdé Gallow’s End Lóngmén jià de jìntóu?

Frost, translating: Sery got lucky last show. Since the restart of 4CW, he has PROVEN that he is nothing but a LOSER... so he will lose, and I will get my REVENGE at Gallow’s End.

Frost & Warric, speaking in unison: YOUR Revenge?

Frost: YOU... like... attacked... HIM... like... a lot.

Warric: And I’m actually rooting for HIM in this little rivalry. Face it, you’re kind of a jerk, and deserve a beating... hopefully Sery is the one to put you in your place.

Kensai: Nǐ zěnme gǎn LOSER!

Warric: Yeah, but HE’S still in the tournament... and we’re not.

Kensai: GALLOW’S END!... REVENGE!!!!

Warric and Frost both roll their eyes.

Frost turns back to Warric: So... no problems with L-A-C?

Warric: I don’t have beef with L-A-C... not one bit. They took advantage of the situation last show. In their place, I would have done the same thing... in fact... I DID do the same thing, in my debut match... with Kensai. We’ll see how well they do when THE SKILL SET face them as a TEAM, instead of whatever the heck that was last show with Roddick and I. I’m actually looking forward to a TAG TEAM versus a TAG TEAM, instead of a tag team versus two guys who were thrown together for no reason. It’s about who’s the BEST. I think WE are.

Frost: Based off of absolutely nothing.

Warric: HEY!

Frost: So... no problem with Rog Roddick?

Warric: Well...

Frost: Well?

Warric: Okay, I have a problem with your boyfriend...

Frost, yelling: TWO DATES!!!!

Warric chuckles: Well, At Gallow’s End, I’m going to teach Rog Roddick a lesson about who’s the BIGGER DOG in this place. I’m going to destroy him. He won’t be around after that, so, why waste my time on him?

Frost: Okay... L-A-C... Rog... OH... no problem with the Brittons?

Warric: Well... they took a clean loss and made it an issue. They’re just sore losers that Kensai and I are getting revenge on TONIGHT.

Frost: And Nightshade. We’re getting revenge on NIGHTSHADE, too, right?

Kensai & Warric, in unison, dismissively: Riiiiiiiight.

Frost: No, I’m ready for her this time. I’ve been training for a month now.

Warric: So, one month of sparring and practice versus years and years of ACTUAL FIGHTING. How about you just stay in the corner and let us do the heavy lifting?

Frost: I’m going to get my REVENGE tonight.

Warric & Kensai, in unison, roll their eyes.

Warric: Let’s just go out there and get a win.

The camera fades out and then fades back to the announcers.

Phoenix:   Looks like the Skill Set are on the same page and ready for a fight tonight, and we'll see it straight after this break.

Jeffery: And we're back.  Lets get straight to Sarah Loveless in the ring.

Loveless: This is an inter-gender Six-Person Tag Team Match. First, coming to the ring, from Krasnoyarsk, Russia and Manchester, England, at a combined weight of 675 pounds... Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiightshade & the Brittoooooooooooooons!

A moment later, “Down by the Water” by PJ Harvey plays and Nightshade erupts from the backstage curtain, pausing on the stage. A few moments after that, “Rule, Britannia” begins to play through the PA system and then The Great Brittons, followed close behind by Christopher Dawson, wearing a black tailored suit and tie, with one hand placed behind his back and the other, tucked lightly into the front pocket of the waist coat. The Brittons shout at the crowd as they walk down to the ring beside Nightshade. All three slide into the ring, ready for their opponents.

Loveless: And their opponents, weighting in at 643 pounds, from Osaka, Japan & Los Angeles, CA... The Skiiiiiiiiiiiiill Seeeeeeeeeeet!”

A blank, black screen shows just the gigantic white words ‘The Skill Set’ for only a moment before the stage is set ablaze in an encompassing jet of flame that shoots out of the entrance way pyrotechnic boxes. As the flames quickly putter out, ‘New Divide’ by Linkin Park starts to play over the PA and then a highlight package video starts to play of clips from Courtney Frost, Kensai & Paladin Wells’ few matches in 4CW.

A moment later, Kensai Jin Lee, Paladin Wells and Courtney Frost walk out from behind the entrance way. Dressed in their ring gear. The three immediately awash with a deafening chorus of cheers, and soccer-like chants of “Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet, Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet, Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet” from the crowd. The three slide into the ring and stop, as they come face to face with their opponents.

Jeffery: Nightshade is going to tear Frost apart.

Phoenix: You already said that last show.

Jeffery: Yeah... and Nightshade DID tear her apart.

Phoenix: Well, this week, its a bit different. The big boys of the tag team division are here... The Brittons and the Skill Set.

The chorus of cheers continue from the crowd “Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet, Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet.”

Jeffery: Shut up crowd, the Brittons are where it’s AT. Needless attacks on people. Laying out someone who beat you to send a message. These guys are the bee’s knees.

Phoenix: O.... K....

The bell rings and Paladin Wells starts out the action for the Skill Set versus Charles Britton as Nightshade, Frost, Kensai & Leon Britton take their paces on the side of the ring, and Dawson scoots down to the ringside area. Paladin and Charles hook up in a collar-and elbow tie-up, and Paladin throws Charles down in a show of power. Charles locks up with Paladin in a second tie-up, but quickly pulls Wells into a headlock and then a hiptoss takedown to the mat to continue the submission maneuver.

Paladin works his way up to his feet, carrying Charles’ weight on his back, and then pushes Charles off the ropes and right into a Black hole slam! Paladin covers and the ref drops to count.

The chorus of cheers continue from the crowd “Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet, Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet.”

Jeffery: Shut up crowd, the Brittons are where it’s AT. Needless attacks on people. Laying out someone who beat you to send a message. These guys are the bee’s knees.

Phoenix: O.... K....

1...

2.. Kickout by Charles Britton just before Leon reaches his brother for the save.

Phoenix: HUGE SLAM!

Jeffery: Is it over already?

1...

2.. Kickout by Charles!

Phoenix: No! Can’t put them down THAT fast... if at all. Christopher Dawson would have their heads.

Paladin pulls up Charles, who counters with a poke to Paladin’s eye as the ref is forcing Leon out of the ring. Charles then quickly hits a Belly to Belly Suplex on Paladin, sending him flying across the ring. Paladin is up quickly only to be knocked down by a clothesline from Charles Britton. Charles drops to the mat beside Paladin Wells and grabs his leg, pulling Wells right into a single-leg crab. Paladin’s face scrunches in pain as Paladin tries to get to the ropes to break the hold, but is too far away. Wells pulls himself closer and closer to the ropes, and finally reaches them, forcing the ref to break the hold. At the ref’s count of four, Charles finally breaks the hold.

Charles grabs Wells and whips him across the ring, setting up for a clothesline, but Wells comes off the ropes and ducks under and hits the opposite side ropes, coming off, hitting Charles with a running lariat that knocks Chrales to the mat, and tumbling toward his corner. A moment later, the ‘big man’ of the Brittons, Leon, tags in and comes face to face with Paladin Wells as the crowd cheers again: “Skiiiiiiiiilllll Seeeeeeeeet. Skiiiiiiiiilllll Seeeeeeeeet. kiiiiiiiiilllll Seeeeeeeeet. Skiiiiiiiiilllll Seeeeeeeeet.

Jeffery: Battle of the big guys.

Phoenix: Done to DEATH.

Leon looks to the crowd, and slaps his arm at them, giving them the British version of the ‘bird’ a moment before he sneaks a boot in to Paladin’s gut and follows with a Short Arm Clothesline. Leon follows up with a number of stomps to Paladin before lifting up the rookie for a Gorilla Press Slam! Leon covers and the ref drops to count.

Jeffery: What an impact!

Phoenix: The cover!!!

1...

2.. Kickout by Paladin Wells.

Phoenix: Damn. So close.

Leon drops to his knees and starts to rain down punches to Paladin’s head. one, two, three, four, five. Paladin raises an arm and blocks Leon’s sixth punch, rising to his feet and countering with a number of punches back to Leon. one, two, three, four, five. Paladin with a boot to Leon’s gut and then a DDT!

Paladin kips up to his feet and starts to lay boots into the downed Leon Britton. One stomp, two, three, four, five. Charles sneaks in the ring and levels Paladin with a clothesline from behind right before the ref jumps in his way and forces him out of the ring.

Jeffery: Its breaking down early.

Phoenix: And hopefully OFTEN. 4CW doesn’t have many tag matches, the chaos of these kinds of matches is AWESOME!

The chorus of cheers continue from the crowd “Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet, Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet.”

As the ref is forcing Charles out of the ring, Kensai springboards from outside of the ring to the top ropoe and flies across the ring with a legdrop onto the back of Leon’s head! The ref quickly turns and starts to usher Kensai out of the ring, quickly losing control of the match.

With the distraction, Charles runs into the ring and nails Paladin with a football punt to the skull! Charles rolls Leon over Paladin, and the ref turns, finally getting Paladin out of the ring, and drops to count.

Jeffery: Cheap shot! Paladin might have a concussion! It’s over!

1...

2.. Kickout by Paaldin Wells.

Phoenix: Count faster, ref. JEEZ!

Leon is the first up. Leon lifts up Paladin Wells and whips him across the ring, but Paladin tags Kensai as he hits the ropes and comes out ducking Leon’s clothesline, and comes off the other side ropes, letting Kensai to sneak in behind Leon;s blind side and hit a SUPERKICK to the back of Leon’s head as Paladin stops on the ropes. Kensai lifts up the big man right into a Gutwrench Sit-out Powerbomb and covers. the ref counts as he drops to the mat.

Jeffery: Kensai, from behind!

Phoenix: No. KICKOUT!

1...

2.. Kickout by Leon Britton.

Phoenix: Yeah, baby!

Kensai moves in to pick up Leon, but is countered by a poke to the eye from Leon, and then a European Uppercut! Kensai counter with a poke to the eye (himself) to Leon Britton and then grabs Leon’s head and goes off the ropes for a Sliced Bread DDT!

Outside the ring, Christopher Dawson is screaming at his man in displeasure.

Kensai is up, and drops and elbow on Leon, and then is quickly up, dropping another elbow. he repeat it, dropping a third, then a fourth, then a fifth, then a sixth. The crowd starts to count along with him. Another elbow drop (seven), eight, nine. Kensai pauses for a moment, and then drops a tenth elbow drop as the crowd chants ‘10.’

Phoenix: What, they LIKE Kensai now?

Jeffery: YOU... like Kensai.

Phoenix: Only when he’s smashing Sery.

Kensai lifts Leon off the ground, but Leon counters with a quick knee to the gut, and whips Kensai off the ropes, and right into a big boot! Leon leads Kensai over to his corner, tagging in Charles, and both start to land punches to Kensai’s head.

As Leon is forced out of the ring by the ref, Charles grabs Kensai and tosses him across the ring with a T-bone suplex! Charles grabs a groggy Kensai and immediately moves him into a Belly to Back Suplex! Charles tags Leon back in and motions for the ‘DD.’

Phoenix: They’re going for the DOOMSDAY DEVICE!!!!

Jeffery: Snap him in half!

Leon picks up Kensai in an electric chair and Charles climbs the ropes, vaulting off for a Doomsday Device (One partner lifts opponent onto shoulders whilst partner delivers clothesline from the Top Rope)!

Phoenix: DEVASTATING!

Jeffery: That’s all she wrote! Wait!

Paladin Wells is in and clotheslines Charles out of the ring as Leon sneaks up behind him and kicks Paladin in the gut right before hitting a DDT!

Leon tosses Paladin out of the ring and covers Kensai.

1...

2.. Kickout by Kensai!

Phoenix: They took too long to cover. Kensai has recovered.

Leon, frustrated, goes into the ropes and comes off with a big kick to the downed Kensai, but Kensai kips up and catches Leon’s boot, turning the kick into a dragon screw leg whip!

Kensai leaps across the ring and tags Paladin Wells back in. Paladin runs across the ring and hits Leon with a spinning clothesline. Leon smacks the ground but, almost immediately, is back up, and caught by Paladin’s overhead belly to belly suplex! paladin moves in for more, but Leon counters with a poke to the eye, and then goes off the ropes, only to be caught by Paladin’s Samoan drop!

Phoenix: Skill Set taking control again!

The chorus of cheers continue from the crowd “Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet, Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet.”

Paladin tags Kensai back in, and Kensai hops to the top rope amd springboards off, hitting Leon with a clothesline, knocking Leon down, just as he gets to his feet. Leon rolls to his corner and tags in his brother, Charles, who charges at Kensai, but is caught by a drop toe hold take-down, and then a  Kensai is up quickly, and drops an elbow onto Charles. As Charles tries to get to his feet, Kensai hits a Shining Wizard!!!

Kensai scoots over to the corner and vaults up to the top, coming off for THE RISING SON!!!! but Charles was playing possum, and rolls out of the way at the last second, and hops to his feet.

Jeffery: Swing and a miss. That’s why they’re called ‘high risk.’

As Kensai groggily gets to his feet, Charles locks in behind him and hits a Triple German Suplex with pin!!

The ref drops and counts.

Jeffery: ENGLISH SUPLEX!!!

Phoenix: It’s a German Suplex.

Jeffery: Shut up and get with the theme.

1...

2.. Kickout by Kensai!!!

Charles grabs Kensai by the head, and pulls him into the Brittons’ corner, and tag his brother. Leon gets in the ring and tag his brother back in immediately, as he lifts Kensai up for a suplex and Charles climbs the top rope setting up the Brittonplex! (Partner lifts opponent in Vertical suplex, other partner delivers cross body from top rope). Kensai slams down to the mat from the suplex as Charles comes off the top and hits the crossbody!

Phoenix: Brittonplex!!!!

Jeffery: Turn off the lights, the party’s over.

Charles hooks the leg as the ref drops to count.

1...

2.. Paladin dives in and stops the count!

Jeffery: SHIT!

A groggy, hurt Kensai superkicks Leon Britton in the back of the head, sending him out of the ring. Charles charges Kensai, onto to be caught with a drop toe-hold take down. Kensai tags in Paladin Wells, who is back on the apron.

Wells quickly comes in and hooks Charles up into a front face-lock and  tags Kensai back inot the ring as he lifts up Charles for the Holy Avenger
(Jackhammer Powerslam)! Paladin slides out of the ring, as, a moment later, Kensai hops to the top turnbuckle and comes off with a The Rising Son (Top Rope Corkscrew Moonsault Pin)!

Phoenix: Holy Avenger and Rising Son combination... they call that the Talent Pool!

The chorus of cheers continue from the crowd “Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet, Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet.”

Jeffery: SHIT! shit shit shit shit!

Kensai covers as the ref drops to count.

1...

2.. Leon is in and hammers Kensai’s back, breaking up the count!

The ref tries to get Leon out of the ring, but Paladin is in as well, grabbing at Leon.

Phoenix: Its chaos again!

The ref forces both paladin and Leon out of the ring as Kensai and Charles slowly get to their feet.

Charles with a right hand to Kensai. Kensai with a chop to Charles. Charles witha  right hand to Kensai. Charles with a  right hand to Kensai. Charles with a  right hand to Kensai. Kensai with a chop to Charles. Kensai with a chop to Charles. Kensai with a chop to Charles. Kensai with a chop to Charles. Kensai with a chop to Charles.

Phoenix: It’s breaking down now. Nothing technical about THAT exchange.

Charles staggers back to the ropes, trying to cover up, and, to his surprise, Nightshade tags herself in the match.

According to the inter-gender rules, the Brittons and the Skill Set must leave the ring, and Courtney Frost must now enter the ring for a one on one confrontation with Nightshade.

Phoenix: Ut oh. Frost is forced to go one on one with Nightshade.

Jeffery: This isn’t going to end well for Frost.

Nightshade, in the middle of the ring, is smiling, and motioning for Frost, visibly scared, to come in to continue the match. Frost ducks under the second rope and comes in, staying away from Nightshade as she circles, looking for a good attack point. There are none. Nightshade stops the cat-and-mouse and just kicks Frost in the gut, pulling her into a series of Muay Thai knee strikes. Immediately out on her feet, Frost was helpless to block Nightshade as she pulls her in again, and quickly hits the Red October (Spinning Angel’s Wings Facebuster)! Nightshade hooks a leg and covers as the ref drops and counts.

Phoenix: Nightshade DOMINATING Frost.

Jeffery: BAM. Bitch went down!

1...

2.. Paladin Wells pulls Frost out of the ring by her leg, breaking the count.

Phoenix: Paladin with the save.

Jeffery: He pulled his ex off of his current.

Phoenix: I don’t know anything about the current state of their love li... you know what, just call the  match.

The Brittons are in the ring, and Charles goes flying between the ropes and nails Paladin (outside the ring) with flying cross body! Leon hits Kensai with a running clothesline, taking both of them outside the ring. Christopher Dawson steps away from the struggle, allowing the men to fight their own battles.

Jeffery: TAG TEAM CHAOS!!!! This is great!

Kensai and Leon are exchanging chops and punches. Charles and Paladin are exchanging rights and lefts.

Kensai with a right hand. Kensai with a left chop. Leon with a clubbing right. Leon with a left jab to the gut. Kensai with a right hand. Kensai with a left chop. Leon with a clubbing right.

Paladin with a right and then a left. Charles with a jab to Paladin’s head. Charles with a punch to the gut.

Leon with a left jab to the gut. Kensai with a right hand. Kensai with a left chop. Leon with a clubbing right. Leon with a left jab to the gut.

Paladin with a right and then a left. Charles with a jab to Paladin’s head. Charles with a punch to the gut. Paladin with a right and then a left. Charles with a jab to Paladin’s head. Charles with a punch to the gut.

Jeffery: SOMEBODY smack SOMEBODY with a chair!!!!

Nightshade slides out of the ring and grabs a barely-conscious Courtney Frost and lifts the dead- weight diva and rolls her back into the ring. Nightshade steps between the ropes to continue the beating, but Courtney Frost leaps up and tucks Nightshade into a small package!

The shock is too much, and Nightshade doesn’t realize what’s happening until it’s too late. The ref drops and quickly counts.

Jeffery: What the hell?

1...

Phoenix: Small package!!!

2...

Jeffery: No!

3!!!

Nightshade kicks out at 3.1, and looks at the ref in shock, motioning to him that it was a 2!

Jeffery: No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!

The bell rings and ‘New Division’ starts to play on the PA. The ref raises Courtney Frost’s hand in victory as the fighting between the Skill Set and the Brittons putters out, with the Brittons regrouping on the exit ramp beside a visibly angered Christopher Dawson, looking into the ring in shock, as they have a stand off with the Skill Set.

Loveless: Your winners... The Skiiiiiiiiiiiiill Seeeeeeeeeeet!”

The chorus of cheers continue from the crowd“Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet, Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet.”

In the ring, from behind, a bitter Nightshade nails Courtney Frost with a clothesline, knocking her to the mat, before she followed up with a number of boots to the back of Courtney’s head.

Phoenix: This is uncalled for. Nightshade lost, what a sore loser.

Jeffery: Courtney Frost did only ONE offensive move. She got SOOOOOOOO lucky! This is bullshit.

The ref tries to pull Anastasia ‘Nightshade’ Bok off of Frost. Nightshade grabs the ref and hits a Sit-Out Jawbreaker on the ref, sending him flying to the mat and out of the ring.

Jeffery: BAM! Ref went down! I LOVE me some Nightshade.

Nightshade turns back to Frost and lifts her up for another Red October (Spinning Angel’s Wings Facebuster)!

Jeffery: DO NOT FUCK with Nightshade. That awesome bitch will KILL you.

Phoenix: This is SO uncalled for.

Frost is out cold, a moment before Paladin and Kensai slide into the ring, leaving their conflicts with the Brittons to protect Courtney Frost.

Nightshade comes face to face with Paladin Wells as he pulls her off of Courtney Frost. Kensai drops to attend to his unconscious translator.

The chorus of cheers continue from the crowd“Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet, Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet.”

Behind him, Nightshade is yelling at Paladin, but it is being drowned out by the crowd’s cheers for the Skill Set. Out of nowhere, Nightshade punts Paladin right in the groin, mouthing ‘I’ll destroy you.’

Jeffery: Right in the man berries. I LOVE NIGHTSHADE SO MUCH!

Paladin’s stands in the ring, absorbing the nut-shot, his dark skinned face turning a bit redder as the pain reaches his brain. paladin doesn’t retaliate... but from behind, Kensai does!

Kensai grabs Nightshade by the back of the neck and tosses her out of the ring. nightshade catches herself, and lands on her feet, glaring up at Kensai as she steps back and curses her way up to entrance ramp and toward the back, waling right past the Brittons and Christopher Dawson, who leave only moments later.

Inside the ring, a slowly-waking Courtney Frost shakes herself awake as she sees Paladin Wells and Kensai get to each side of her and raise her arms in recognition of victory.

Phoenix: This is a HUGE win for The Skill Set.

The chorus of cheers continue from the crowd “Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet, Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Sssseeeet.”

The crowd continues to cheer and chant for the tag team as the 4CWtron fazes back to life and draws the audience in once again where we see Jenna Divyne and Lorelei Spice chatting in the cafeteria, standing up near a coffee machine.  Jenna doesn’t look happy at all.

Lorelei: I’m sure it was nothing Jen.  And besides, magic doesn’t even exist!

Jenna: I’m telling you Spicey, that curse Dubois put on me last week was realy.  I’ve had nothing but bad luck since our match.  I keep losing my purse, my bags and my car keys.  I keep catching my clothes on door handles and caught in car doors.  Cars keep splashing me, birds keep shitting on me.  And the less said about my date with Mark the better.

Lorelei: Mark?

Jenna: Redman.  He was great, but that curse ruined it.

Jenna sighs.

Jenna: Oh Spicey, what can I do about it?

Lorelei: Burn her at the stake?  Just kick her ass Jen.  You beat her two weeks ago, so I’m sure you can do it again.  Show her who’s boss, show her that no one puts a curse on Jenna Divyne!

Jenna thinks, then slowly nods her head.

Jenna: Yeah.  Yeah you’re right.  I can kick her ass.  And I’ll humiliate her.  She’s ruined my life and humiliated me on my date with Mark.  So it’s time to get even.

Jenna, a huge smile on her face, walks off.

Lorelei: Hey Jen, where are you going?

Jenna, out of shot, shouts back.

Jenna: To the ring.

The 4CWtron fades straight into an advert break.

Jeffery:   Welcome back!  Before the break we heard from Jenna Divyne, and because we're 4CW and we believe in doubling your pleasure, here she is again!!

Alice Cooper’s “Poison” plays, signalling Jenna Divyne’s entrance.  The former New Redemption member emerges from the back, to a chorus of boos and some whistling.

Loveless: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome JENNA DIVYYYYYNE!!!!

Jenna climbs into the ring, and nastily snatches the microphone from Sarah Loveless.  She shoos Sarah from the ring, then address the crowd.

Jenna: Two weeks ago on Storm Front, I had a match against that so called Mistress of Magic, Marie Dubois.  And I kicked her ass.  I throw her around the ring like a rag doll and beat her, pinning her 1-2-3 in the middle of the ring.

Phoenix: Wasn’t quite like that, Jenna Divyne sneakily rolled her up and put her feet on the ropes.

Jeffrey: Who cares Phoenix, Jenna was announced the winner.  That’s all that matters.

Jenna: But Marie got upset and jealous, and so she decided to throw her toys out of her pram and put a curse on me, hissing some sort of spell while I was leaving the arena.

Jenna thinks for a moment or two.

Jenna: The last two weeks have been miserable for me.  All I’ve had is mishap after mishap, too many to list.  Needless to say, it was spiteful and petty.  You’re a despicable human being Dubois, doing that.  Who the hell uses black magic on someone as revenge for losing a match fair and square?

Well Dubois, let’s have one more go.  You and me, one on one, at Gallows End.

Jeffrey: Woah, is that wise Jen?  What if she curses you again?

Right on cue, Marie Dubois appears on the screen, sat in a dark room, a smug smile on her face.

Marie: I’m glad you’ve been enjoying my present for you Jenna.  When you do bad things, bad things happen to you.  As for your challenge, you’re on.

Phoenix: And it’s official, Divyne vs. Dubois II!

Jenna, down in the ring, smiles

Jenna: Why don’t we make things interesting?  Seeing as it’ll be Halloween, let’s make our match a No DQ Halloween Trick or Treat Match.

Phoenix: The heck’s that?

Jeffrey: Don’t you know anything Phoenix?  That means fancy dress!  Woohoo!

Marie: I don’t care if it’s a ladder match, a No DQ match or a Fire and Brimstone match.  Two weeks ago you cheated Jenna, and at Gallows End, you will get what you deserve.

Jenna: We’ll see about that.  I kicked your ass two weeks ago, I’ll do it again.  You gave me the worst two weeks of my life and humiliated me on my date.  So I will humiliate you.  And Dubois, this time, it’ll be me putting the spell on you!

Marie simply smiles and raises her eyebrows.

Marie: See you at Gallows End Jenna.

The screen goes dark, and Jenna looks triumphant in the ring.

Phoenix: In two weeks’ time, at Gallows End, those two ladies will go at it under no DQ rules!

Jeffrey: And fancy dress!  Oh boy, I can’t wait!

Jenna leaves the ring and walks up the ramp, her music playing.

Phoenix: Wow, Gallows End is getting more and more stacked by the day!  We have to take a short break, come right back.

Jeffery:   Welcome back! 

Phoenix: Up next we have Brock McSweeney taking on Carstein in a non-title match.

Jeffery:   Brock has been quiet recently, let's hope the injury he suffered a few weeks ago isn't more serious than we first thought.

Phoenix: Lets get to Sarah Loveless in the ring and find out!

The lights dim as red mist floods the ramp way and stage and Rob Zombie’s “The Lords of Salem” plays from the PA. Then the Lord of the Night, Carstein, rises from the mist on the stage, flanked by Marie Dubois and Renfield. Carstein, Renfield and Dubois step off the list and walk down to the ring.

Loveless: The following contest is a non-title match scheduled for one fall, introducing first, being accompanied by Marie Dubois and Renfield, weighing in tonight at 231 lbs, CAAAAAARRRRSSTEEEEEIIIIINNNNN!

Dubois climbs up to the ring apron and sits on the middle rope, holding it open for Carstein. Carstein follows and climbs into the ring under the top rope, whilst Renfield stands on the outside. Dubois stands up and hops off the ring apron to the outside. Once in the ring, Carstein takes off his frock coat and throws it to Dubois. The lights come back on as Carstein stands in the ring.

Phoenix: This match is a non-title match but if Carstein wins he would be deserving of a shot at the title!

Jeffrey: Yeah but he's gotta get past the big bad Custom Cup Champion, Brock McSweeney!

"Paranoid" by Black Sabbath hits the PA system. Out comes Brock McSweeney, with the 4CW Custom Cup Championship over his shoulder.

Loveless: And his opponent, he is the 4CW Custom Cup Champion, weighing in at 273lbs, BROCK MCSWEEEEENEEYYYY!!

Jeffrey: This is a champion! This is a man who knows what he wants and takes it! I respect the hell outta Brock McSweeney!

McSweeney makes his way to the ring, looking with disgust at Carstein's lackeys. He gets into the ring and decided to look as menacing as he can. Carstein simply smirks at his opponent, while waiting in the corner for him to finish his entrance.

The referee rings the bell and both guys start moving as the match gets underway. The bigger man McSweeney instigates a grapple and wins it, throwing Carstein backwards. Carstein is quick to his feet and smirks, knowing he's in for a fight, before going for a second grapple, but feinting and actually kicking McSweeney in the gut, before swinging him to the ropes and taking him out with a clothesline on his return.

Phoenix: Carstein with the early advantage!

McSweeney is quick to recover but Carstein runs over and takes him out with a DDT when he is on his knees. Carstein makes a quick cover. 1...Tw-- No! McSweeney kicks out before the two count, pushing Carstein away forcefully. McSweeney gets to his feet as Carstein stumbles. The blood drinker runs at McSweeney for another attack, but the big man catches Carstein and takes him out with a Belly-to-Belly!

Jeffery: That's how a champion fights!

McSweeney gets to his feet and picks up Carstein. He sends him into the corner and follows him, hitting him with several shoulder barges to the gut before stepping back and hitting a T-Bone Suplex! McSweeney goes for the cover. 1...2... NO! Kick Out from Carstein!

Phoenix: Carstein is still in this!

Jeffery: Not for long, Scotty!

McSweeney continues the offence, picking up Carstein and locking him in a Bearhug. McSweeney puts the pressure on, squeezing the air from Carstein's lungs, and his grip is tight. After thirty or so seconds, Carstein is starting to fade. Renfield jumps up on to the apron to cause a distraction.

Jeffrey: Get that damn retard off the apron!

Phoenix: If it bothers you that much, you take him off the apron!

McSweeney drops Carstein to take out Renfield, but he jumps right back off the apron. McSweeney turns around and Carstein manages a punch in the gut, giving him a chance to get back to his feet and hit McSweeney with an Enziguri! Carstein topples over McSweeney as he falls to the floor and he hooks the leg... 1... 2... NO! McSweeney kicks out!

Carstein brushes his hand through his hair and then picks up the big man, sending him to the corner. He runs after McSweeney to take him out but Brock gets a boot up which hits Carstein clean in the jaw. Carstein stumbles backwards and Brock surges forward, hitting another Big Boot that knocks Carstein to the ground. Brock locks Carstein into a Chicken Wing submission.

Jeffery: Carstein's locked into the Chicken Wing! Time to tap, buddy!

Phoenix: Carstein won't be stopped that easily! The man is sick and twisted! He probably enjoys the pain!

Carstein does nothing at first but eventually fights his way out of the hold. He manages to slip out of McSweeney's grip and escape to the ropes, but it's all for nothing as McSweeney hits another Big Boot on Carstein's return! He hooks the leg!

Jeffery: Here we go!

Phoenix: Is it over?!

1...

2.. NO!

Carstein isn't giving up yet! McSweeney runs to the ropes as Carstein is laid out on the mat, but Renfield sneakily grabs his leg tripping the big man up, before moving away as if nothing had happened. Carstein shakes the cobwebs and gets to his feet slowly.

McSweeney does the same. McSweeney goes for a third Big Boot, but Carstein sees it coming, ducks the leg, turns McSweeney, kicks him in the gut and hooks both the arms! DOUBLE-ARM DDT!

Phoenix: THE BLOOD DRINKER!

Carstein hooks the legs, grabbing both of them for extra leverage...

1...

2...

3!!!

Loveless: Here is your winner... CAAAAAARSTEEEEEEEIN!!

Phoenix: Carstein picks up a win over the Custom Cup Champion, and as much as I dislike him, he delivered in the ring! Surely now that puts him in line for a title shot?

Jeffery: Even if it does, Carstein won't win! In Classic Combat Rules, McSweeney will dominate!

Jeffrey: I know you have been waiting for this all week Scott...

Phoenix: What's that?

Jeffrey: It is officially time for another instalment of B-TV

Phoenix: Do we even need to watch this Ray? Every week it is the same, Belly is just, well for lack of a better word, he is stalking the owner of 4CW, Chris Drake and then he inevitably invades his personal space or property and that is about it.

Jeffrey: I have been promised by the guys in the truck that it is different this week though Scott

Phoenix: Really?

Jeffrey: Well, let's find out... Ladies and Gentleman, the return of B-TV

The 4CWtron changes from the live arena feed to an all black screen as the live audience all turn their attention to the 4CWtron and the familiar Red and Black B-TV logo appears in the bottom left of the screen before large white lettering appears in the centre of the 4CWtron reading, "Earlier Today" before the black screen changes to the familiar shaky hand held camera image provided by Chris 'Belly' Marks.  The camera is only shaky for a few seconds before the image focuses in closely on a licence plate of a vehicle, as it slowly zooms out to show a large, black Mitsubishi Warrior pickup truck with the private licence plate of 'DR4K3' and the camera keeps on zooming out to show the Warrior is parked in a large almost empty car park, right next to a large building, but not any large building, it is parked right outside the very arena that 4CW Storm Front is being filmed out tonight.  Suddenly the camera image becomes shaky once again as Belly turns the hand held camera 180 degrees in his hand so that it is pointed back towards himself and it is his large face that fills the 4CWtron.

"Hello Friends... Welcome to your weekly catch-up on our glorious leader, Mr Drake, as we continue our endeavour to bring to you all things false in his little made up world.  Each little lie he tells, each false promise made and every inaction he makes, on their own is almost dismissible and they go un-noticed, but the problem for him comes when someone with an intuitive mind like yours truly, starts to piece all of these inconsistencies together, it begins to paint a very different picture of not only the man he has become but in how he conducts his business.  Once these puzzle pieces begin slotting into place, the smoke begins to lift and the things he hides so well, suddenly begin to stand out very clearly.."

The camera is once again turned 180 degrees as it points back towards the arena, and as the camera turns around, Belly's vantage point can be seen during the turning of the camera and it is clear that Belly is hidden himself behind some parked cars close to the side entrance of the arena, in a place where he can see clearly but also remain inconspicuous in the process.  As the camera is pointing towards this side door to the arena, it suddenly opens up and remains open with no one walking out for a few moments, as the camera slowly begins to zoom in and then suddenly Chris Drake is the man to walk out of the door from the arena and is very closely followed by the man he has put in charge of the day to day running of 4CW, the General Manager, Hugh Knowles.  The sound is very quiet due to the quality of the microphone as the camera follows Chris Drake across the car park as he walks towards his Mitsubishi Warrior, but the work that the guys in the production truck becomes obvious as the sound on the image is enhanced allowing the conversation to be heard briefly

Drake: Everything comes down to next week Hugh, we need those buys to be not just good but exceptional

Knowles: I have every confidence Mr Drake that we  have done everything possible to ensure a record buyrate for Gallows End

Drake: I have entrusted you with this Hugh, don't let me down or it will be the Gallows for 4CW as a whole, everything rests on this show.

Hugh Knowles slowly nods as Chris Drake is emphasizing the importance of Gallows End and the reality of the situation suddenly comes over Hugh Knowles as the colour seems to have washed out of his face as he stands there with a blank expression and for a slight moment, it is almost understandable as to what has happened to the charismatic personality of Chris Drake in recent weeks, as he has given Hugh Knowles a slight reminder of the uphill challenge they have taken on. Chris Drake climbs into his truck as the camera can see his lips move as he says something else to Hugh Knowles but again the microphone has not picked up enough for it to be made out, but you do not need a microphone to understand the body language of Hugh Knowles as his shoulders slump and his head is lowered before the rear wheels spin from the Warrior and in a flash, Chris Drake has gone, leaving Hugh Knowles in the car park as he slowly walks back towards the side entrance

The camera is spun around 180 degrees once again and Belly puts his large face back onto the 4CWtron..

"The pressure seems to be mounting my friend, and yet if everyone knew the reasons why the buy rate is so important, maybe they wouldn't be fighting so hard to make it work for you... Maybe everyone else needs to see the entire puzzle instead of just the outline of which you have shown them my friend... The one thing I enjoy more than a good puzzle, is spoiling the end to a puzzle or film for everyone else.. Maybe I should spoil the puzzle for you and tell all my friend.. after all what are friends for..."

A large smirk takes over the face of Belly as the thoughts can be visibly seen to be circulating his mind and the smirk slowly but surely turns into a smile, to the point that he almost begins to laugh, but just then the camera is dropped onto the floor and a large bang can be heard followed by muffling of voices and shouting.  The camera is on the ground, nothing can be seen but the floor, and the sound is not clear enough to hear what  is going on, but there is a lot of loud shouting and constant thuds being heard by the microphone and this continues for a good 60 seconds before suddenly the camera image begins to move once again as the camera is picked up from the floor and is being turned around multiple times, jumping up and down, making the fans a little dizzy as they try to focus on what is going on, but eventually the image becomes stable and the zoom begins to move out and to everyone's shock, the face that fills the screen now is not that of Chris 'Belly' Marks, but instead it is the laughing, smiling face of Jack 'Mad Dog' Valentine

"Hello Friends... That's right isn't it?? This episode of Fat-TV was made possible by the sponsorship of Mad Dog Incorporated.. and this will be the final episode of Fat-TV because after Gallows End, Belly will have nothing to talk about, except how he is a failure at everything he does.  The Mind Games are over, and the real fun has begun.. and don't worry fat man, I will make sure the production guys get this tape, I wouldn't want your fan to miss out on this episode of Fat-TV"

The camera is turned 180 degrees as Valentine tries to work the camera, focusing in on the fallen body of Belly, laying unconscious on the car park floor, with a lead pipe laying next to his body near a small pool of blood that is forming at the base of Belly's head and laying across the body of Belly is a New Redemption T-Shirt and the noose of which Belly left for Valentine on the last episode of Storm Front as the screen goes black once again before returning to the live arena feed.

Jeffrey: What the hell happened there, Jack Valentine just assaulted Belly with a pipe, someone call the police

Phoenix: To be fair Ray, none of that was shown on the camera, it is all very circumstantial

Jeffrey: Are you having a laugh, that was blatantly that Mad Dog that jumped his Gallows End opponent from behind

Phoenix: At Gallows End, that pipe is totally legal in the Gallows Pole matchup, but you were definitely right Ray

Jeffrey: About what?

Phoenix: That was definitely a must see episode of B-TV, I really enjoyed that one especially the end.

Jeffery: Let's take a short break...

Phoenix: Welcome back folks, I’ve got word that we’re heading to the back!

The 4CWtron pops into life and cuts to a locker room in the back.  The room’s lit up by a few dozen candles on the floor, their flickering flames created dancing shadows across the walls and ceiling.  Sat in the middle of the room on the floor, in his wrestling gear, is the Night’s Dark Master.  He’s sat still, meditating after his victory earlier in the evening.

He slowly opens his eyes, and stares into the camera.

Carstein: October.  The month where the dead rise, the bats fill the skies, the wolves howl against the moon.  October, the month of shadows, of spectres; of portents ill and foul.  October, the month of Gallows End.

In two weeks’ time is the annual Gallows End.  And this year, I invite you all to a very special Gallows End.  For this year, we will bear witness to the passage of our dear and beloved Rhysus. 

Two weeks ago Rhys promised to kill me.  And I’m sure he will succeed.  He has a rage burning up inside him.  He is ready to explode, to unleash a fury upon the world the like no one has seen before.  He is unstable, and highly volatile.  He will tear my body to pieces.

But what the Bruiser does to me is irrelevant.  For at Gallows End, for Rhysus, the end will come.  His life will come crashing down around him.  He will be engulfed by darkness.  Everything about him will come to an end.  At Gallows End, death will come to Rhysus.  Together, we will all watch him die.

You can be a king or a little street sweeper, but sooner or later you will dance with the Reaper.  And at Gallows End, Rhysus, you will dance with the Reaper.

Darkness swallows the screen, and we’re back to Phoenix and Jeffrey at the commentator’s table.

Phoenix: Up next is the Semi Final match between Sery and Mike Nichols!

Loveless: Introducing first, he is a 4CW Grandslam Champion…The Main Event... MIKE NICHOLS!!!

“Break Stuff” by Limp Biskit hammers through the PA system, Fifteen
seconds into the song Nichols appears and slowly walks down towards the ring,
he steadily climbs the steps, ducking under the top rope to enter the
squared circle.

Phoenix: This guy is very well liked.

Jeffery: I don't like him…

Loveless: And his opponent, a former Custom Cup Champion… SERY!!!

“Money for Nothing” By Dire Straits starts to hammer out through the PA system.
Sery appears at the top of the ramp, and stares at Nichols in the ring air as his
fans cheer for him. He runs down the rampway and slides into the ring.

Sery steps towards Nichols and grins at him. Nichols stands his ground
and looks down at his smaller opponent.

Phoenix: Sery attempting to intimidate Nichols here, does he think he‘s
seven foot tall?

Jeffery:   There’s the bell and we’re underway here.

Both men continue to square up in the middle of the ring, neither showing
fear to the other. Nichols starts talking trash to Sery, Sery retorts with
words of his own.

Nichols throws a high punch, towards Sery head and connects squarely with
his jaw. The power surprising Sery and causing him to staggering backwards.
Nichols throws another punch causing Sery to stager again. Sery shakes his
head and grins, as if to say “didn’t hurt”. Nichols throws a third punch,
this time Sery sees it coming and sways backwards, just out of Nichols
reach. Sery fires a punch of his own over, Nichols ducks it, grabs Sery arm
and twists it around into a hammerlock. Sery grimaces in pain and struggles
to get free. Nichols cranks the hold, making Sery call in pain again. He
struggles towards the ropes, reaching out and grasping them with his free
hand. The referee forces a break up of the hold. Sery shakes his arm in an
attempt to regain feeling and does not notice Nichols head off in the
opposite direction, bounce off the ropes and begin hurtling back. Sery
turns and faces Nichols just as he begins extending his right arm.

Phoenix: HUGE CLOTHESLINE!!!

Sery is lying on the mat, shaking his head slowly, and attempting to clear
his cobwebs. Nichols drops straight on him for a pin attempt.

1…

2..  Kick out.

Phoenix:   Nichols’s looking to finish this early.

Sery rises to his knees, and then moves to a crouching position. Nichols
again runs to the ropes, hits them and returns. This time he goes low and
chop blocks Sery in the back of his leg. Sery goes down to one knee again.
Nichols again runs to the ropes, this time raising a big boot on the return
journey and nailing Sery in the face with it. Sery head snaps back,
sending an arc of blood into the sky as his top lip bursts under the
pressure.

Sery slumps back to the ground, breathing hard. Nichols runs to a ring post
and climbs quickly to the top rope.

Phoenix: Nichols looks impressive here, he’s dominated the offensive
exchanges in this match.

Nichols launches himself from the top rope, looking to connect with a flying
elbow. He lands sweetly with Sery's chest, forcing more blood from his mouth.
Nichols hooks the leg and holds for the pin.

1…

2.. No, shoulder just up!!

Jeffery: Nichols is destroying Sery here. He’s that confident of victory
he’s willing to fly to show just how superior he is!

Phoenix: You have to admire the resilience of Sery, he’s not giving up easily.

Sery rolls to the outside of the ring, hoping to recoup and reassess his
plans. Nichols follows him to the outside; giving Sery little time to
recover.

Nichols grabs Sery by the wrist and whips him towards the steel steps, Sery
is forced to charge towards them, colliding knees first with a sickening
thump. Sery is back on the floor again, holding his legs and rolling in
pain. Nichols walks across to Sery prone body; he grabs Sery legs and
twists them into a figure four-leg lock. Sery again squirms in pain as
Nichols cinches the hold tighter. Sery tries to roll over and reverse the
hold, but Nichols grips the bottom of the ring to maintain supremacy.

In the ring the referee has begun a 10 count,

1!!

2!!

3!!

4!!

Nichols releases the hold and rolls back into the ring

5!!

6!!

Sery tentatively back to his feet

7!!

8!!

Sery rolling slowly back into the ring

Nichols rolls Sery over onto his stomach, straddles him, and then links his
fingers under Sery neck before wrenching back.

Phoenix: Camel Clutch! Nichols has worked Sery legs. Now he has started to work his back.

Jeffery:   Nichols is systematically destroying Sery piece by piece. This is a superb strategy!!

Nichols continues to pull back on Sery's neck and back, Sery again calling
out in pain, but refusing to give in. Sery manages to work his way forward
towards the ring ropes, reaching out and clasping a hand around the bottom
one, forcing Nichols to release the hold. Nichols jumps to his feet, and then
drops a quick elbow into the small of Sery back, forcing more blood from
his mouth.

Nichols helps Sery back to his feet and then whips him towards the ropes.
Sery collapses before he hits them, continuing to hold his back. Nichols
again goes to the turnbuckle and climbs the ropes. He sizes Sery up on the
mat and launches himself for another flying elbow. His larger frame once more
crashes into the body of Sery, causing Sery to roll over and over, trying
to escape the punishment in the ring. Nichols grabs him by the ankle and
drags him back to the centre of the ring before dropping for another cover.

1…

2.. No, shoulder up, just.

Nichols stands and stomps Sery chest, before covering again.

1…

2.. Shoulder up again.

Nichols stands again, grasps Sery by the back of the head and helps him to
stand again. Nichols takes Sery towards the turnbuckle, slamming his head
against it when they get there. Nichols continues to hold Sery by the neck
as he climbs the turnbuckle. When he reaches the second rope he tries to
lift Sery into the air.

Jeffery:    He’s trying to hit a chokeslam on Sery from the second rope!!

Nichols holds Sery upright in one hand and starts climbing the ropes. He keeps his
grip on Sery, reaches the second rope and then continues to the top rope.  Then he begins to lift Sery into the air.

Phoenix: He’s trying a top rope chokeslam now!! This will kill Sery,
without doubt!

Jeffery:   Nichols gonna do it. Sery is going up!!

Sery starts leaving his feet as Nichols lifts him. Nichols gets him up and
extends his arm, holding Sery in mid air, dangling for a second or two and
then jumps from the top rope driving Sery crashing to the mat.

Jeffery: Fuckkk!!

Phoenix:   It’s over! Nichols is nearly six and a half feet tall, so that chokeslam was from about 14 feet in the air!

Nichols moves across for the pin, slumping over Sery body.

1…

2.. No!! Sery again manages to get his shoulder up!

Phoenix: Sery refuses to lose here!

Nichols again stands, shaking his head as he does.

Jeffery:   Nichols must be wondering what he has to do to put Sery away here.

Once more Nichols helps Sery to his feet, and then stoops to lift him up
onto his shoulders. Nichols effortlessly raising Sery body onto his
shoulders and into the Torture Rack position. Nichols holds the move for a
second, and then drops backwards into a Samoan Drop, driving all the air out
of Sery body. Nichols once more hooks the leg for the pin attempt.

1…

2.. NO!! Sery kicks out again!

Nichols punches the mat in frustration. Then stands and stomps Sery again.
Sery rolls to the outside, again hoping to recuperate for a few seconds.

Nichols moves to the centre of the ring, raising his hands in mock victory,
raising cheers from his fans for his efforts. He turns and faces Sery
and beckons him to get back into the ring. Sery slowly rolls back into the
squared circle and stands ready to fight again.

Phoenix: Sery is in a bad way here. He still hasn’t hit one offensive
move!!

Nichols sends his boot into Sery face, and again the former Custom Champion crumples to the floor. Nichols pins again.

1…

2.. No, another kick out!!

Nichols shows his frustrations again with further stomps to Sery body, then
drops and pins again.

1…

2.. NO!! Sery still refuses to be beaten.

Nichols moves across to the referee and begins to remonstrate with him, accusing him of slow counting.

Sery slowly, using the ropes, regains his feet. Nichols moves towards him,
grasps his wrist and whips him towards the turnbuckle. Sery collides and
stumbles backwards. Nichols comes towards Sery and again chop blocks him to
his lower leg causing Sery to crumple once more. Nichols drops and pins.

1…

2.. No, shoulder up!

Nichols jumps up again and stomps. Then helps Sery to his feet and whips him
to the ropes, Sery hits the ropes and holds onto them, stopping his momentum. Nichols sees this and charges towards Sery in an attempt to clothesline him from the ring. Sery ducks and back drops Nichols to the outside provoking a huge pop from the crowd.

Phoenix: Finally some offence from Sery!!

Nichols is on the outside of the ring, laying on the floor and holding his
back. Sery slumps to the mat again, pain racking through his body. The
referee starts a ten count due to Nichols being on the outside.

1!!

2!!

3!!

4!!

5!!

6!!

Nichols back to his feet.

7!!

8!!

Nichols rolls back into the ring breaking the count.

Sery has regained his feet and the two men square up in the middle of
the ring. They exchange lefts and rights, with Nichols coming out on top.
Sery sends a kick into Nichols' groin region, forcing the bigger man to
stumble backwards. Sery unleashes more rights and lefts to his head and
body. Sery grips Nichols' wrist and attempts to whip him towards the ropes,
Nichols reverses and Sery is moving towards the ropes at speed. He hits them
and returns, Nichols is waiting with a clothesline. Nichols swings his
clothesline at Sery neck, Sery ducks and hits the opposite ropes at speed,
bending and hitting a spear into Nichols' midriff.

Phoenix:   SPEAR, SPEAR!!

Nichols rolls on the mat in agony from the high impact move. Sery is also
down, holding his back again. Slowly Sery moves across for the pin.

1…

2… Strong kick out.

Sery rolls away, still holding his back, before slowly standing. Nichols
also makes his way to his feet. The two men dive into a collar and elbow tie
up, struggling back and forth for a few seconds before Sery outthinks
Nichols and manoeuvres him into a front headlock. Sery then drops Nichols
down for a DDT, making Nichols bounce on the mat.

Phoenix:   Hard DDT there from Sery.

Sery helps Nichols to his feet and raises his fist into the air, calling for
the Seryous Senton Bomb. A loud pop goes around the arena as Sery tries to get
Nichols into position for his finishing move.

Nichols fires quick elbows to the side of Sery head as he fights the headlock,
making Sery release his hold. Nichols fires a big right hand into Sery face, staggering the smaller man, before running off towards the ropes. He returns and extends his arm for a clothesline, Sery ducks and Nichols connects with the referee who collapses in a heap. Nichols spins round, to see Sery foot flying towards him. Sery lands the super kick, felling Nichols and then immediately he runs to the corner of the ring. Climbing the post, and launching himself into the Seryous Senton Bomb, scoring with a direct hit across Nichols' chest.

Phoenix: Seryous Senton Bomb!! That’s got to be it!!

Jeffery:   But the ref is down and out!!

Sery puts his body over Nichols and waits for the count.

Audience: 1…2…3…4…5…6…7…

Sery looks around and sees the prone body of the referee. He stands and
grabs the referee by the back of the shirt, lifting him slightly. Nichols has
begun to come round and seeing the referee unconscious, crawls towards the
corner of the ring, using the extra seconds to recover from the Seryous Senton Bomb. Then, slowly and uncertainly using the ropes to stand.

Sery turns and sees Nichols in the corner, he runs towards the corner, but
Nichols sees him and spins, grabs Sery and throws him with a belly to belly suplex, Sery landing in a heap, and lies still. Nichols quickly covers for the pin, but the referee is still out in the corner. Nichols stands again, and helps Sery to his feet; he drives a knee into Sery's solarplexes, doubling him up.  Nichols manoeuvres Sery to the centre of the ring and stands facing him, his arm stretched across Sery's chest.

Phoenix: We all know what's coming next, Sery's recent push is about to be killed...

Jeffery: Sery should have known what to expect. The Heavyweight Title means everything to Nichols!!

The referee starts to stir, Nichols sees this and lifts Sery up, then slams him down on his back, driving the air out of him.

Phoenix: That's it, Push Killer!!!

Nichols quickly drags the referee across to where Sery is laying in the centre of the ring, then drops for the pin, pulling hard on Sery leg as he does. Slowly the referee counts the pin.

1…

2…

3!!!

Phoenix: Nichols has done it, he beat Sery!

Jeffery: Mike Nichols is our first Heavyweight Tournament finalist!

Mike Nichols stands slowly and raises his hand in victory as “Break Stuff” by
Limp Bizkit starts to pump through the PA system. He turns back to Sery, as the beaten and bloody wrestler slowly starts to stir and nods in respect of the smaller wrestlers efforts.

Phoenix: Sery had a great showing here, and could have taken this match up.  The biggest small man in 4CW can be very proud of his progress in this competition

As Phoenix finishes speaking the 4CWtron hazes back to life and takes the audience backstage where Rhysus is in the Interview Area. He has a mic in hand but no-one there to interview him as he wants to do this himself.

Rhysus: Tonight I'm in the semi final of the 4CW World Championship Tournament... the ultimate opportunity for me to achieve my dream and become the 4CW World Champion! It could be my only opportunity for a while... at the same time, Carstein has tortured me, my friends and my family, and I have a match with him scheduled for Gallows End... and I want to destroy him... but I can't have it all... I've been told that if I win tonight I have to choose between the Carstein match or the 4CW Heavyweight Championship match...

Rhysus chuckles a little.

Rhysus: There's no if about it, I will win tonight... and so I have a tough decision to make... but Carstein can be dealt with at any time, this tournament waits for no man... so when I win tonight, I'm going on to Gallows End to challenge for the 4CW Championship! And Carstein... you will be dealt with in due course...

Rhysus leaves the Interview area and we cut back to the ring.

The 4CWtron faces out and takes the audience back to the announce booth.

Phoenix: Rhysus saying that his quest for the 4CW Heavyweight Title is more important than his personal vendetta against Carstein, after everything Carstein has done...

Jeffery: It wont make any difference what Rhysus decides, once Murphy puts on the lock of the law the Welsh Midget wont even be fit to appear at Gallows End, never mind be in a fit state to fight.

Phoenix:   And we have to remember Carstein's words earlier tonight, he isn't going to let this lie...

Jeffery: Lets get to our last commercial break of the evening.

Phoenix:   And we're back, with the final semi-final match in the 4CW Heavyweight Tournament.  The winner of this will go on to face Mike Nichols at Gallows End, and someone will be crowned our new Champion!

Jeffery: Murphy all the way today.  He'll retire the midget, and then cripple the Grandslam Champion.

Phoenix:   Let's get to Sarah Loveless in the ring.

Loveless: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is a Semi-Finals 4CW Championship tournament bout. It is scheduled for one fall, introducing first hailing from Swansea, Wales! Standing 5 feet 8 inches and weighing in at 220 pounds! “THE BRUISER” RHYSUS!!!!

"The Turning Point" by Killswitch Engage hits and Rhysus emerges from backstage and the crowd goes nuts. Rhysus raises his arms up to the crowd and shouts out to them before running down the ramp and sliding into the ring. He hops up and runs to the closest turnbuckle, hoping up and raising his hands to the crowd and they cheer louder. He hops back down and awaits “The Law”.

We Own This by 2Chainz takes over on the P.A system and the two large men known as the L-A-C are first to walk out from backstage. They take a few steps out and then wait for the Carlos Murphy to make his way out.

Money's the motivation, Money's the conversation, You on vacation, We gettin' paid so
We on paycation, I did it for the fame It's whatever we had to do, it's just who I am Yeah, it's the life I chose

Murphy makes his way out and walks between his two large allies and makes his way towards the ring with a lot less fan fair than normal.

Loveless: Now making his way to the ring, he is “the Law” Carlos Murphy!

The L-A-C members take up guard at the end of the entrance ramp as Murphy slides into the ring and quickly pops up to his feet to face Rhysus. The music cuts and the two men walk closer to each other with the official between them. He says something to them and the crowd starts making noise. The official turns and signals for the bell, but Murphy quickly swings for a quick shot to the chin of Rhysus and follows up with more.

*Ding* *Ding* *Ding*

Phoenix: And this one got started fast!

Jeffery: Snooze, ya lose Scott!

Murphy fights Rhysus back with left and rights, but suddenly The Bruiser grabs the head of The Law and knees him forcefully in the gut and Carlos Murphy hits the mat, but rolls away. Rhysus follows after but can’t catch Murphy before he rolls out of the ring and walks behind his L-A-C bodyguards. Von Munro and Steele Saunders stand with their arms folded across their chests staring at Rhysus. Then suddenly without warning, the 4CW Official signals for the two men to head backstage as they are now band from ringside!

Jeffery: What?! They didn’t do anything!!!

Phoenix: I think the referee understands that this match has huge implications on the 4CW Championship and was proactive here.

Jeffery: Shove it Scott! THEY DIDN’T DO ANYTHING!

Carlos Murphy can’t believe it and he yells at the official. After a bit of arguing, L-A-C heads to the back and Murphy tells Rhysus to back off, so he can get into the ring. Murphy climbs the ring apron and looks back at his bodyguards heading up the ramp. He shakes his head and then enters the ring. He and Rhysus size each other up again and finally move in and lock up, right in the center of the ring. Carlos slips behind Rhysus and quickly forearms him in the back of the head. Murphy then forces Rhysus forward and into the ropes using the bounce off to roll Rhysus backwards for a pin attempt, but Rhysus holds onto the ropes and Murphy rolls back alone. Carlos is quick to his feet as Rhysus slowly turns, only to have Murphy quickly jumps into the air and dropkicks Rhysus in the face and he drops to the mat. Murphy pops up on his knees and shouts out to the crowd. Rhysus shakes his head and uses the ropes to get to his feet, keeping an eye of The Law. Carlos heads over towards Rhysus again with his hands up and suddenly eats a kick to the gut from Rhysus. Rhysus grabs his opponent’s hair with his left and lays into him with a big right hand. Murphy is nearly knocked off his feet from the blow. Rhysus keeps up the attack and after a few hits, grabs the wrist of Murphy and whips him into the closest turnbuckle. He quickly runs after him and squashes him in the corner as The Law lets out a big exhale as the air was just forced from his lungs. Rhysus shows no signs of slowly down and whips Murphy across the ring to the other turnbuckle and follows right behind him. Carlos reaches out and catches the ropes on the side of the turnbuckle and uses the momentum to leap up into the air and Rhysus runs into the turnbuckle. Murphy lands right in front of The Bruiser and steps into a big chop to the chest of Rhysus as he turned to face Carlos. The sound echoes throughout the arena and Rhysus’ face squints in pain.

Phoenix: Carlos seems to be in control here but the action has been back and forth from the get go.

Jeffery: They didn’t do a God damn thing!

Murphy quickly connects with two more shots and walks out of the corner shouting to the crowd and creating distance from Rhysus. He turns back around and takes off running back towards his opponent and leaps into the air and hits a big Stinger Splash type maneuver and Rhysus tumbles out of the corner and falls to the mat. Murphy rolls him over and makes the first cover of the match up.

1…

2.. Kickout!

Knowing it was too early to put Rhysus away; The Law can’t help but yell at the official while getting Rhysus to his feet. He quickly tosses Rhysus arm over his head, grabs his wrestling trunks, and flips him up and over for a Snap Suplex! Rhysus back smacks into the mat and he arches in pain. Murphy is already standing and starts kicking the downed man. He then tries grabbing the legs of Rhysus, but Rhysus pulls both of his legs back and launches Murphy back across the ring. Murphy hits the mat and scrambles to get back to his feet before going back after Rhysus, who has also made it back to his feet. Carlos takes off towards Rhysus but is quickly cut down with a big clothesline. Murphy smacks the mat, flails, and gets back to his feet but is taken down again hard! Carlos Murphy relentlessly gets up and heads towards Rhysus. Rhysus swings and Murphy manages to duck this time. He continues running and hits the ropes, he returns with more speed and nearly has his head taken off as Rhysus really steps into a big clothesline that almost forces Carlos Murphy to do a full back flip. He lies on the ground trying to nurse his wounds and the crowd starts to really get behind Rhysus.

Phoenix: What a vicious clothesline from The Bruiser Rhysus! The momentum is starting to swing his way!

Jeffery: Things would be different if Murphy wasn’t so distracted with his friends being ejected for just standing there and watching the match. Should we be ejected too Scott? How about the fans!? The officials have too much power nowadays…

Phoenix: Let it go Ray.

Rhysus gets Murphy to his feet and kicks him in the gut before wrapping his arm around The Law’s head and dropping back, driving his opponent’s head into the canvas for a DDT. Murphy holds his head and kicks his feet in pain and Rhysus makes the cover.

1…

2.. Kickout!

Rhysus takes a second to catch his breath and then gets up, bringing Murphy with him. Once standing, Rhysus looks to plan his next attack and to everyone’s surprise Murphy grabs the official. The referee tries to get Carlos to let go of him, but he just holds onto his shirt and all three men stumble into the corner, with Rhysus holding Murphy from behind. Suddenly, the left foot of Murphy comes up between Rhysus legs and he connects with a low blow, as Rhysus holds his groin and drops to the mat. The official unaware of what just happened, allows the match to continue. Carlos quickly kicks Rhysus in the head a few times and he rolls over on his back. Murphy swiftly leaps into the air, extends his legs out, and comes down on the throat of Rhysus for a Standing Leg Drop. He holds his throat, but Murphy pulls him back up by his hair.

Phoenix: What was that Ray?!

Jeffery: Poetic Justice.

Phoenix: Didn’t seem like the referee had too much power there. Cheap trick puts The Law back in the driver’s seat!

Murphy stands next to Rhysus and puts his arm around him, hooks his leg with his own, and flops backwards slamming Rhysus’ head and back into the mat for a Side Russian Leg Sweep! He then quickly stands and pulls Rhysus leg, setting him in position for something. The Law heads over to the turnbuckle and makes his way to the top. He yells out to the crowd as they respond with a mixed reaction. He then jumps into the air above Rhysus, flipping his body revealing his back, and he slams down hard into the mat because there’s no Rhysus! The Bruiser rolled out of the way in time! Murphy arches his back in agony as Rhysus crawls over to the turnbuckle on the other side of the ring! Both men slowly get to their feet. Murphy is up first, facing away from Rhysus, he turns around and sees Rhysus pop to his feet and run at him full force and collide right into his midsection for a vicious Spear! Murphy’s body slams into mat and he looks to have folded in half before rolling over onto his back! Rhysus makes the cover!

1…

2.. NOO!!!!

Phoenix: Murphy manages to kickout just in time! I thought he was gonna finish off Rhysus with the Bailout! But now Rhysus has done some monumental damage and I don’t think Carlos Murphy can come back from it!

Rhysus stands and heads over to the furthest turnbuckle again and sets up for another Spear! He awaits and becomes impatience as the crowd goes bonkers. Murphy holds his midsection and slowly gets up. Every movement looking painful as ever. He looks out to the crowd and takes a breath before turning around again and seeing the rhinoceros Bruiser Rhysus running full speed again right at time! Rhysus lunges at Murphy but miraculously The Law side steps Rhysus and catches his foot in the process! Rhysus lay flat on his stomach and his left foot in Murphy’s arms as he quickly applies The Lock of Law ankle lock!!! Rhysus flails around in pain, but both men are right in the middle of the ring and Rhysus has nowhere to go!

Jeffery: It’s locked in! Lock of Law! Its over!

Rhysus tries to hang on as long as he can, but he’s too far from the ropes and sees no way out. He pushes himself up off the mat a bit and raises his hand in the air to tap out. But suddenly, instead of tapping he rolls forward sending Murphy stumbling into the turnbuckle, which he hits his face on hard! Murphy turns only to see Rhysus grab him by the throat and lift him into the air! Rhysus then chokeslams Murphy into the turnbuckle for the Turnbuckle Burner! The Law falls out of the corner and hits the mat. Rhysus rolls him over and hooks his leg!

1…

2…

3!!!!

Phoenix: Its over!

Jeffery: Noooo!

*Ding* *Ding* *Ding*

Loveless: Ladies and gentle, the winner of this match…..“The Bruiser” RHYSUS!!!!

Rhysus stands and has his arm raised in victory as he hobbles on his bad foot a bit and “The Turning Point" by Killswitch Engage hits. L-A-C come down the ramp and aid their fallen leader out of the ring and up the ramp. Rhysus continues to celebrate with the crowd.

Phoenix: Rhysus will get a shot at the 4CW Championship! It’s about time!

Jeffery: Everything about that match makes me wanna cry. Particularly the outcome!

Phoenix: Not L-A-C being ejected?

Jeffery: They did nothing wrong! And I can't possibly fathom Rhysus as our champion.....

Phoenix: Well he still has one more match to go.

'My Way' by Limp Bizkit suddenly hammers through the PA system and the audience erupts at the entrance music for the 4CW General Manager.  After a few seconds Hugh Knowles appears from behind the curtain, his face lined with stress, his head shaking as he walks down the ramp, up the steps and into the ring.

Phoenix: Knowles is looking stressed tonight.

Jeffery:   It's all the pressure Drake is putting on him.  He's an absent leader, and I for one vote no confidence in him...

Phoenix: Chris Drake is managing his employee, and has given him objectives to achieve.

Jeffery:   If it was so important he'd be here himself...

Knowles is now in the ring, a microphone in hand.  He fiddles with his suit button, doing it up and undoing it again several times as he nervously waits for the audience to settle.  Several beads of sweat trickle down his brow, and two sweat stains slowly spread in his armpit area.

Knowles:   Ladies and gentlemen, and wrestling fans of all ages. 

Knowles waits again as the noise level in the audience rises again.

Knowles: After the events of this tonight's Storm Front our proposed card for Gallows End will have to change slightly.  From reading what the Internet Wrestling Community is saying and from talking to fans as they enter our shows, the two matches people were looking forward to most now can't happen.  Mike Nichols will not be facing Carlos Murphy for the 4CW Heavyweight Title and Rhysus will not be facing off against Carstein.

Hugh Knowles face crumples slightly and it looks like he might cry at any time.

Knowles:   All I can do is apologise.  Apologise and try to put on different matches that you in the arena and everyone watching at home want to see.  I'm just sorry that the matches everyone has been talking about for the last two months wont be seen at Gallows End.

Again Hugh Knowles pauses.  He pulls a white handkerchief from a pocket in his suit and dabs him sodden brow.

Knowles: One new match I can now announce is for the 4CW Custom Championship.  Brock McSweeney will be defending his title against the person who beat him tonight...  Carstein.  And the match will be a triple threat, with Carlos Murphy also having the opportunity to win that title.

Phoenix: That's big news.  McSweeney defending against Murphy and Carstein.

Jeffery:   It's a good match, but it isn't bigger than Murphy facing Nichols for the Heavyweight Title in a culmination of a feud that's run since June, and it isn't as big as Rhysus facing Carstein finally in the ring after months of Carstein mind games.

Knowles: I know this isn't the match everyone wanted to see, but people will be talking about the Custom Championship triple threat match for years to come.  This match will be defining to each of the competitors.  I hope to see you all in attendance at Gallows End, and I hope everyone tunes in at home...

Knowles dabs his brow again as Storm Front goes off air.