Welcome, once again, to VCW Monday Night Wrestling! We're back at the VCW Arena, coming to you live with what promises to be a great night of exciting action! We'll see the new VCW Television Champion Quinn Harper, fresh off of an unbelievable upset victory over Gabriel Black last week, defend that title one-on-one against Jacob Idol tonight! In addition, the VCW Intercontinental Champion, Lance Errington, will defend his title one-on-one against Devaccio Pola! And the VCW World Champion, Crimson, will also defend his title, in a match against Lars Coverdale! In addition to all this great action, we'll also see Troy Black go one-on-one with Rob Solomon, and Brujah team up with Russel "The Muscle" Taylor against Chris Champlain and Desmond!

But first, we're going to... uh-oh. "Denial" by Sevendust begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd boos as Gabriel Black comes out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by the Unholy Alliance! They're all here this week: "Superstar" Sean Black, Derek Cole, Jacob Idol, Rob Solomon, Melissa DelArmeggio, Lance Errington, and Jasmina Chastity are all coming to the ring with him! Gabriel Black is no longer the VCW Television Champion, so he's no longer wearing the title under the jacket of his suit as he walks to the ring. He climbs inside, and the others follow him, with Lance Errington holding the ropes open for Melissa DelArmeggio at the end, then forgetting to also hold them open for Jasmina Chastity, who looks annoyed at the minor snub. Derek Cole grabs a microphone...

D. Cole: Ladies and gentlemen, once again I give you the greatest wrestlers in the WORLD... the Unholy Alliance! Give them a hand!

The crowd boos loudly. Derek Cole tries to hand the microphone off to Gabriel Black, but he holds up a hand and shakes his head. Instead, Melissa DelArmeggio comes forward and takes the microphone with a smile.

M. DelArmeggio: You know, I'd never take pleasure in anybody's misfortunes, because that's not the kind of person I am. I don't get a kick out of saying "I told you so," and that's not what this is about. But in this case, I have a point to make. At Spontaneous Combustion, I tried to warn Yuri Sonoda that she couldn't rely on Christina Ellis. But she didn't take my advice, and the very next night, Christina Ellis insulted me in a disrespectful, unprofessional diatribe that doesn't even deserve a response. They sure told me, didn't they?

The crowd isn't quite sure how to react, and they either cheer in affirmation or boo because it's Melissa DelArmeggio talking.

M. DelArmeggio: Well, then, tell me this. If I was wrong... if they really are a great, cohesive tag team... if continuing to accept Christina Ellis's false friendship really IS the best thing for Yuri's career... then why is it that last Saturday in Tokyo, less than TWO WEEKS after I warned Yuri at Spontaneous Combustion, they LOST the SJW World Tag Team Titles to Mayuko Egami and Satomi Suzuki!?

The crowd boos loudly, mixed in with several stunned gasps. What Melissa DelArmeggio is saying is true; for the past two weeks, Virginia, Komachi, the Pink Kitten, and Christina Ellis have been competing in Japan, and last Saturday they were defeated for the SJW World Tag Team Titles.

M. DelArmeggio: I'll tell you why it happened. It happened because Christina Ellis is still an egomaniac with a superiority complex. What, you think that just because she just stands on the apron and acts like she's ticked off while a madwoman STAPLES her partner's GENETALIA means she really cares? She has an easy out. She can say "Yeah, we lost the titles, but Yuri's still a little inexperienced. Yuri lost the match." When it comes time for her to risk her own body, or worse yet her own reputation, to defend her partner... she won't come through. She'll just stand on the apron and act mad about it.

The crowd boos loudly, and finally Melissa DelArmeggio is done speaking. Rob Solomon takes the microphone from her, then looks around at the crowd and smiles.

R. Solomon: Speaking of people losing tag team titles... the Ontario Colour Show are past due to drop those belts back to us. Now, tonight, Jake and I are booked in singles. I'm beating the shit out of Troy Black, and he's taking the VCW Television Title back from Tim Bell's rentboy. But since we're still the number-one contenders for the VCW World Tag Team Titles, I'm telling them and the VCW bookers to grow a set of balls and book us in a rematch at Deck the Halls, with a SIXTY minute time limit. If they can go broadway with us, then they deserve to keep the belts. But the fact is, that'll never happen. What WILL happen is a title change, without the clock to save them at thirty.

Jacob Idol takes the microphone next.

J. Idol: That's right. After I win the VCW Television Title tonight, give us a rematch at Deck the Halls, and I'll add the VCW World Tag Team Titles to my collection too! I've already proven that I'm the greatest technical wrestler ever to come out of Toronto. Now it's time to settle the other issue. At Deck the Halls, we're going to prove that Idol and Solomon are the greatest tag team of ALL TIME!!

Jacob Idol turns and hugs Jasmina Chastity, and with a frown Gabriel Black finally accepts the microphone.

G. Black: Last week, Johnny Smiles made a grave mistake. The night after Horror Show, when he cost me the VCW World Title, at least it was by accident. Even he wouldn't go into that match intentionally planning to be crushed and pinned by Crimson. But last week, when he blatantly interfered in my match with Quinn Harper, he cost me the VCW Television Title by deliberate design. And moreover, he forced upon me an indignity which I have never endured before in my LIFE. It is with great shame and outrage that I must admit that last week, Gabriel Black, the GREATEST WRESTLER who EVER LIVED, was beaten by a pathetic excuse for a rookie like Quinn Harper!!

The crowd cheers loudly, and Gabriel Black glares around with them, ready to explode. He obviously took last week's loss to Quinn Harper very poorly... but the fact is that Johnny Smiles didn't really cost him that match! All Johnny Smiles did was prevent him from using a foreign object as a weapon against Quinn Harper!

G. Black: He has earned my wrath in such great measure that defeating him at Deck the Halls in an Iron Man Match, then ending his career, is no longer sufficient. In order to have satisfaction, I must humiliate him to the extent which last week he humiliated me. I must make him suffer as I suffered, and physical pain is no longer sufficient. How to injure the pride of a man who has no dignity to begin with is an interesting puzzle... but one that I have solved. Tonight, I'm going to defeat Johnny Smiles in his own match. Tonight... I'm challenging Johnny Smiles to pick a partner, be it one of the former SJW World Tag Team Champions, Stacey Lockman, or anybody else, and face me in an INTERGENDER SUPER LADDER FAT CAT SCRAMBLE!!

The crowd explodes into cheers! What a... bizarre challenge from Gabriel Black! He just challenged Johnny Smiles to an Intergender Super Ladder Fat Cat Scramble with a completely straight face! What a match that should be! And then "Degenerated" by the Lone Rangers begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd goes just CRAZY as Johnny Smiles comes out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Christina Ellis and the Pink Kitten! He has a microphone, and he stands at the top of the ramp and looks into the ring at the Unholy Alliance, then raises the microphone slowly...

J. Smiles: HEEEEEERRRRRRRRE'S JOHNNY!!

The crowd explodes into cheers, and Gabriel Black looks around at all of them in contempt.

G. Black: Enjoy it while you can.

J. Smiles: You know, Gabriel... the truth is that you've just done me a huge favor. I've been waiting for this day from the moment the first Intergender Super Ladder Fat Cat Scramble ended. People can talk about winning the Big Fight, or winning the Survival of the Fittest tournament, but you know, I didn't actually GET the big title shot that normally gets promised to the winners of those events, so they weren't that important. The match that is REALLY the highlight of my career is the Intergender Super Ladder Fat Cat Scramble, and there is NOTHING I'd like better than to get the ladder back out, hang cats from the ceiling again, and head on out there with Yuri and do it ONE MORE TIME!!

The crowd cheers loudly, and the Pink Kitten takes the microphone.

P. Kitten: Melissa, you're wrong about Christina. She really IS my friend. And it's not because of her that we lost the SJW World Tag Team Titles... it's because we always face the strongest opponents, and on one night, they were better than us. We'll work hard to grow stronger and take the titles back... and we'll work TOGETHER, because we're best friends. She shares a lot of things with me, from wisdom gained through wrestling experience to chocolate candy bars, and tonight I'm going to share as well. I already have Sumiko, and I'd like to share this chance with Christina so that she can have a cat of her own to love and treasure. Christina... I want you to take my place and fight by Johnny's side in this match tonight!

The crowd cheers, and Christina Ellis seems moved nearly to tears! She smiles and picks the Pink Kitten up in a big hug and swings her around, then sets her down and says something to her! But inside the ring, Melissa DelArmeggio takes the microphone back from Gabriel Black...

M. DelArmeggio: That's fine, because... guess who Gabriel's partner is for that match tonight?

Melissa DelArmeggio smiles and puts an arm around Gabriel Black's shoulder, then uses the other one to point down the ramp at Christina Ellis, then at herself. After all she's been saying about Christina Ellis since Spontaneous Combustion, Melissa DelArmeggio will now back it up in the ring... in an Intergender Super Ladder Fat Cat Scramble, no less! "Degenerated" by the Lone Rangers kicks on over the arena sound system again, and we have our main event tonight! Gabriel Black and Melissa DelArmeggio, facing off against Johnny Smiles and Christina Ellis in an Intergender Super Ladder Fat Cat Scramble!

But right now, for some reason we're going to take a look backstage at two of the men who will be competing in the first tag team match on tonight's show, Jeremy Tellier and the Green Dragon! Let's look at that now.

Jeremy Tellier is dressed to wrestle in a black T-shirt, cut-off denim shorts, and huge boots covered in thick black fur. He's waiting impatiently in a room backstage when the door opens and the Green Dragon walks in.

G. Dragon: Hey, there, partner!

Jeremy Tellier rolls his eyes.

J. Tellier: I don't know why the hell they decided to team me up with--

G. Dragon: It's our big match, you know, against the New Immortals! We're on next. And since teamwork is so important here, I figured I'd make a special gesture of friendship to you.

J. Tellier: No, that's all right. See, I don't really wanna be your--

G. Dragon: Hold on, hold on. Now, I know that when you were in the Jolly Rogers, you were upset because you didn't get any respect. For instance, two weeks ago I heard you complaining that Nurse Vivacia wasn't very physically affectionate with you. But that won't be an issue with this team. See, my sister thinks you're really cute, and so I brought her here to meet you.

Jeremy Tellier stops objecting for a second and seems to get his hopes up.

J. Tellier: Really?

G. Dragon: Yeah! So before the match, why don't you go ahead and get a good luck kiss from the Green Princess!!

The Green Dragon pulls open the door, and his sister the Green Princess walks in. She's wearing a low-cut light green evening gown, green stockings, and green lipstick, and her long hair is dyed a dark forest green too. Even her eyes are a deep green. However, while she's roughly the same height as Jeremy Tellier, she appears to outweigh him by about a hundred pounds; her waist is probably close to forty inches around.

G. Princess: JEREMY!! I'm so excited to finally meet you! You're my favorite wrestler and I love you SO much!!

Jeremy Tellier stares in dismay.

J. Tellier: What? You mean, this is--

G. Dragon: Yeah, this is my sister, the Green Princess. Jeremy's really excited to meet you too, sis! Why don't you give him a great big good luck kiss before our match!?

J. Tellier: But I don't want a great big good--

Jeremy Tellier is cut off as the Green Princess grabs him and gives him a big kiss. He struggles for several seconds, then finally pulls free from her, with a large green lipstick smear all over his mouth, and runs out the door as fast as he can.

G. Dragon: Wow, look at that! He's so fired up, he can't wait to get out there and get our match started!

G. Princess: God, he looks so SEXY in those big, furry Berserker boots.

The Green Dragon nods happily.

G. Dragon: I think we're gonna be more than just a team. We'll all be one big happy FAMILY. Let's get out there and help him out!

The Green Dragon and the Green Princess head out after Jeremy Tellier, and the camera fades out on the backstage scene.

We're back, and the New Immortals, "Beautiful" Bobby Danson and "Magnificent" Moy Lazzario, are already in the ring, along with Nicole and Steve "Mongo" McMichael! They both have microphones...

M. Lazzario: Hi, I'm "Magnificent" Moy Lazzario.

B. Danson: And I'm "Beautiful" Bobby Danson. Together, we're the New Immortals. Two great wrestlers, one slam-jam-dandylicious tag team. With us, as always, we have the beautiful and courageous Nicole, and the barbaric and carnivorous Steve "Mongo" McMichael.

Nicole smiles and waves to the crowd, but then grimaces and puts a hand to her stomach. Mongo just raises four fingers in the air and yells something about whooping somebody's baby that the camera doesn't quite catch.

B. Danson: Now, it should be obvious to anyone that Nicole's beautiful, but why is she also courageour? I'll tell you. Last week, Jockey Oldcastle squashed her like an insect, brutally abusing a serious size and strength advantage against a fragile, delicate flower such as herself, but she's still out here with us tonight. Now, last week we taught Jockey Oldcastle a lesson, and this week we're going to stay on top with a victory against two rookies who couldn't beat--

Hold it, Jeremy Tellier just came running out of the backstage entrance, and now "Jeremy" by Pearl Jam begins playing as the sound managers realize he's making his entrance early! Seconds later, the Green Dragon and the Green Princess follow him, in pursuit! Jeremy Tellier looks and sees that they're coming up behind him and runs around to the other side of the ring! They come around after him, and Jeremy Tellier slides into the ring, grabbing the microphone away from Bobby Danson...

J. Tellier: Look, just please start the match already, okay? I'm begging you, let's just get this match started!

M. Lazzario: All right, sonny. If that's what you want!

Moy Lazzario jumps Jeremy Tellier and clobbers him with a forearm from behind, knocking him in a complete somersault forward! Harold Brusco enters the ring and calls for the bell, and everyone else takes their positions at ringside and on the apron!

New Immortals
w/Nicole & Steve "Mongo" McMichael

Green Dragon & Jeremy Tellier
w/Green Princess

The New Immortals just beat on Jeremy Tellier, bumping him wildly all over the ring, and the fans are equally merciless as they heckle him with chants of "WHERE'S MY PAPER!?". Only the Green Princess remains supportive, cheering Jeremy Tellier on and urging him to make a comeback. Finally, he manages to hit a low blow on Bobby Danson and tag out to the Green Dragon, then rolls out of the ring to nurse his injuries. When he does, the Green Princess comes up behind him and starts massaging his shoulders and then his chest. Jeremy Tellier jumps away from her with a startled yelp, then stares at her, and stares back into the ring, where the Green Dragon is already in trouble after falling to a Bobby Danson clothesline.

Jeremy Tellier rolls his eyes, then says something to the Green Princess. She nods and goes over to the ring apron, then starts distracting Harold Brusco! Jeremy Tellier slides into the ring with the chair... and jabs it into the Green Dragon's midsection, then drops it and grabs the Green Dragon's head, and brings him down with a DDT ON THE CHAIR!! The crowd boos, and then Jeremy Tellier slides out of the ring with the chair, rushes at the stunned Green Princess, and fells her with a resounding WHACK from the chair as well! The Green Dragon's down, and Bobby Danson shrugs and goes for the cover, and gets the three count!

Jeremy Tellier is stalking backstage with a scowl on his face; he just laid out both the Green Dragon and his sister, the Green Princess, even though they were on his side! What a jerk! The New Immortals are also getting out the ring and leaving with their comrades; they had a pretty easy night of it against these two rookies, all things considered. That leaves the poor Green Dragon alone in the ring, with his sister laid out on the outside.

But wait... now "Hot Stuff" Hasan Gilden just stepped out of the backstage entrance, with La Princesa Lobo at his side, and he has a microphone! We know he's been an enemy of the Green Dragon as well! Why's he here?

H. Gilden: Hey, Dragon! You lost again, you punk! And not only that, but your big fat cow of a sister got knocked out too! What kind of a man are you!? You don't have any cojones at all!!

The crowd boos. What sort of guy has to come out and kick the Green Dragon, of all people, while he's down!?

H. Gilden: But guess what, Dragon? Hot Stuff's got a present for you, man. I got some footage of your buddy in the hospital earlier this week. Let's take a look at that, you know?

Hold it, the ViolenTron just flashed on!

The Unlucky Tiger is shown lying in a hospital bed, with his lower body in a bodycast. For some reason he's still wearing his dumb costume. An overweight, balding doctor with a handlebar mustache and warts on his froglike face is standing there at his bedside.

Doctor: Greetings. I'm Dr. Heindlich von Rechtum, the foremost expert on proctology in San Francisco. I've been caring for this patient, the Unlucky Tiger, who has suffered, among other injuries, a severely torn colon. This will require numerous stitches, skin grafts, surgeries, and a long and painful period of recovery if he is ever to regain full use of his lower digestive tract.

The Unlucky Tiger squirms and groans in bed.

Dr. von Rechtum: Nevertheless, you can be assured that he is receiving tireless care under my watch. I am administering a full range of state-of-the-art treatments to his colon every day, and--

Suddenly, the door to the room bursts open, and Hasan Gilden and La Princesa Lobo storm in.

Dr. von Rechtum: Hey, there! This is an off-limits medical facility!

H. Gilden: Blow it out your ass, doc!

Hasan Gilden goes over and grabs the Unlucky Tiger, as La Princesa Lobo opens a large window near his bedside.

H. Gilden: Good idea, Princesa. I think this patient needs a little fresh air, man!

Hasan Gilden grabs the Unlucky Tiger, rips a few IV tubes out of his arm, and hauls him out of bed and over to the open window.

Dr. von Rechtum: Don't do it, Hot Stuff! We're three stories up!

The doctor's words don't stop Hasan Gilden as he chucks the squirming Unlucky Tiger out of the hospital window. There's the sound of a fading scream for a second or two, and then a loud "crash".

H. Gilden: Hey, it's not that bad, you know? He's already right here in front of a hospital and everything!

Hasan Gilden chuckles to himself, and La Princesa Lobo giggles and puts an arm around his waist. Dr. Heindlich von Rechtum stares out the window in horror, and the camera fades out on the hospital scene.

Back at ringside, the crowd boos loudly, and the Green Dragon stares in horror as "Hot Stuff" Hasan Gilden and La Princesa Lobo just smile at the top of the ramp.

H. Gilden: And THAT, my friend, is what happens to punks who disrespect Hot Stuff! Now Dragon, you'd better think about that before something happens to YOU!! And later on tonight, we got Ken Collins and Stacey Lockman, and they're gonna feel the BURN, baby! We're gonna make Ken Collins into the California Cripple, and Stacey Lockman's gonna wish she was back in there with the Barcelona Assassin when we're through, you know? Hot Stuff's in town tonight, and the HEAT IS ON!!

Hasan Gilden jumps up in the air, then thrusts his pelvis out.

H. Gilden: OH YEAH!!

The crowd boos loudly, and Hasan Gilden and La Princesa Lobo begin heading backstage. As they do, we're also going to take a look backstage, where the Knights of the Squared Circle are preparing to wrestle a six-person intergender match against the Jolly Rogers and Nurse Vivacia!

Monty Pompous and Jockey Oldcastle are dressed and ready to wrestle, but Jockey Oldcastle's also primping himself in a mirror and spraying on cologne.

M. Pompous: Tonight, bully comrade, we are supposed to do battle in a match with two men and one woman at each side. And yet we do not have a worthy Amazon to represent the gentler sex as our ally. What shall be done about this looming catastrophe?

J. Oldcastle: Fear not. I have invented a bold and ingenious plan. But more importantly, we will take the field opposite the lovely Vivacia, and I must look and smell my best in her presence.

Monty Pompous steps a few feet away from Jockey Oldcastle and mutters to himself.

M. Pompous: Alas, a mighty horde of cheap cologne wages a hopeless battle against the ever-present stench of bitter ale and sweat. Who shall the victor be? I know not, but the losers shall be all those who are near him.

As Jockey Oldcastle finishes his grooming, "Hell's Musketeer" Jacques Normandy approaches them, wearing a low-cut dress that looks like something straight out of Elizabethan England. It flares out at the hips massively with whalebone supports, and it even appears that Jacques Normandy is using a corset to make his waist smaller. His face is covered in a thick layer of makeup, his long, shaggy hair is piled atop his head in a ladylike beehive, and he hides his mustache and beard behind a paper fan. He even speaks in a voice that's an octave higher than normal.

J. Normandy: Here I am, all decked out like a sexy little slut for your bold and ingenious plan, brave knight! Truly and indeed, we are most clever in disguising me as one of them hot little bitches like they have running around in them Shakespeare shows.

Jockey Oldcastle looks him up and down and frowns.

J. Oldcastle: Your disguise is not quite as lifelike as I had hoped. This may spell trouble.

As they talk, Linda Peterson comes onto the scene, wearing a fancy blue evening gown.

L. Peterson: You... you guys are the Knights of the Squared Circle, right?

Monty Pompous turns to her.

M. Pompous: Indeed we are, good woman, and we are past due for a battle in the ring. God rest you merry.

The Knights of the Squared Circle begin to leave, but Linda Peterson walks after them.

L. Peterson: Wait! I... I guess I'm what you'd call a damsel in distress, and since you guys are knights or whatever, maybe you could help me. Look, the Unholy Alliance turned on me, I stabbed my old friend Stacey Lockman in the back, and I just don't have anywhere to turn right now!

M. Pompous: Yours is a sad tale indeed, fair lady. I fear we have not the time to address it. ... Now, my comrades, onward to the ring!

L. Peterson: Wait! Um... um... hey, look! You don't have a female partner for the next match. Now, do you think maybe I could be your partner tonight!? That way, you won't get disqualified for trying to pass Normandy here off as a woman, and I can be on your side!

Monty Pompous stops.

M. Pompous: Indeed! Brave companion Jacques, you shall await our return here. Very well, Linda! Come! We must cudgel and defeat a band of pretentious pirates!

Jacques Normandy nods and stops in his tracks, waving good luck to the others as they walk away.

J. Normandy: May the gods of fortune and battle smile upon your hardcore ass-kicking skills, boys!

Jacques Normandy stands there in drag, grinning, as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.

We're back, and "Calling Dr. Love" by KISS is playing over the arena sound system as the Jolly Rogers, "Dastardly" Dave Adams and "The Chief of Governors" Tom Guycot, make their way to the ring with Nurse Vivacia! The crowd boos, and Dave Adams climbs into the ring and holds the ropes open for Nurse Vivacia, while Tom Guycot sneaks around to the other side of the ring and slides inside, then crouches low and looks around, as if hiding from someone. But then he stands up, goes to the second turnbuckle, and pumps his right hand in the air three times with one, then two, then three fingers raised! After that, he shrugs and throws his hands up at his sides as he shakes his head, as if to say "I just don't know" and then steps down. Meanwhile, Dave Adams has a microphone.

D. Adams: D'arr, you scurvy scoundrels! Jockey Oldcastle, we're facing off against your boys tonight, and if you know what's good for you, you'll keep your hands off of our ship's medic, Nurse Vivacia. We don't mind you helping us out like you did last week, but if you make a nuisance of yourself, we'll have you walking Johnny Plank ere the sun rises, matey.

Tom Guycot takes the microphone.

T. Guycot: Indeed! You will fall faster and harder than the prices of stock in the Great Depression of 1929, in which millions of Americans lost their homes and even their lives! We must never forget those terrible times, and so it leaves us with an expensive and amphibious lesson: if stock begins to fall, mind that you get out of the way so that you are not crushed under it when it lands! A bit of advice which applies equally to wrestling against Jockey Oldcastle, as you shall see. I am a very wise man. Wise... and yet cruel.

Tom Guycot throws aside the microphone, and "Tziganne" by Bozzio, Levin, and Stevens begins playing! Monty Pompous, Jockey Oldcastle, and Linda Peterson come out of the backstage entrance, and the crowd boos loudly! Jockey Oldcastle is staring lovestruck into the ring at Nurse Vivacia, but Monty Pompous looks ready for a fight! They make their way to the ring and climb inside, and Monty Pompous begins taking off his dress shirt and slacks, but Tom Guycot jumps him with a flurry of Tomahawk chops! Bobcat McGavin enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll start this match!

With some help from Jockey Oldcastle, Monty Pompous fights off Tom Guycot's assault and adds insult to injury by standing on Tom Guycot's throat as he calmly removes his silk shirt. The Knights of the Squared Circle control much of the early goings of the match through sheer power, but after a few minutes Dave Adams cuts Monty Pompous off with a low blow and they work him over a bit. Then Monty Pompous cuts a Tom Guycot offensive streak off with a spinebuster to counter a Skullicide attempt, and both men go to their corners and tag in the women.

Nurse Vivacia faces off against Linda Peterson, and wastes no time in giving her a sound thrashing. After a dominating a brawl and hitting a few sloppy moves, Vivacia strips Linda Peterson's evening gown off, revealing a pink thong and skimpy lace bra underneath it. But when Nurse Vivacia whips Linda Peterson into the ropes, Jockey Oldcastle grabs her and tags himself in, then steps into the ring, throws Linda Peterson out to the floor, and runs forward and embraces Nurse Vivacia! She struggles in his grasp, and they fall to the mat, but Jockey Oldcastle just rolls on top of her, then plants a slobbery kiss on her! Monty Pompous runs in and knocks Dave Adams and Tom Guycot down with a double clothesline, and Bobcat McGavin counts to three!

Monty Pompous pulls his lovestruck partner off of Nurse Vivacia and leads him out of the ring, and Nurse Vivacia stands up, flustered and breathing heavily, and goes to hide behind Dave Adams as she stares down the aisle at Jockey Oldcastle. The Knights of the Squared Circle don't seem to care too much about their fallen partner Linda Peterson on the outside, and they're just making their way backstage. After a few seconds, Dave Adams hugs Nurse Vivacia and pats her on the back to comfort her. Tom Guycot asks for a similar hug, except instead of patting her back he grabs her butt, and she pulls away and glares at him. They all leave the ring, and finally this nonsense concludes.

We're heading right through to our next match! "Liquid Mercury" by Jimmy Page begins playing, and "The California Crippler" Ken Collins and Stacey Lockman come out of the backstage entrance and begin walking to the ring! The crowd cheers, and Ken Collins seems healthy and in high spirits as he makes his way to the ring, touching the hands of several fans as he walks, and climbs inside! He calls for the microphone, and the crowd continues to cheer...

K. Collins: Before I talk about this week, let's talk about last week. Let's talk about Ken Collins and Russel "The Muscle" Taylor against Crimson and Desmond. Let's talk about how I made Crimson, the VCW World Champion, TAP OUT in the California Crossface, in the middle of the ring.

The crowd cheers loudly. Ken Collins did indeed make Crimson tap out last week, but unfortunately the referee didn't see it, and instead the match ended in a disqualification.

K. Collins: I know the referee didn't see it. Officially, it never happened. But it's on tape, and it DID happen. And I know one thing. I made Crimson tap out once... and whatever it takes, I'll get him in the ring and make him tap out AGAIN.

The crowd cheers loudly, and... uh-oh, "Jump" by Van Halen just started playing! The crowd boos as "Hot Stuff" Hasan Gilden and La Princesa Lobo step out of the backstage entrance! They're scheduled to face Ken Collins and Stacey Lockman tonight, and Hasan Gilden has a microphone!

H. Gilden: Hey, California Cripple! Hot Stuff has news for you, pal. Don't nobody CARE that you made Crimson tap out last week, man, because you LOST that match! You're STILL a loser, man! You ain't NEVER gonna be VCW World Champion, you know?

Ken Collins turns and glares at Hasan Gilden.

K. Collins: I'll tell you what I know. Week after week after WEEK, ever since you came here... you come out here and talk. And yet you say NOTHING worth hearing. Tonight, it'll be an honor and a privilege for me personally to be the one who makes you SHUT THE HELL UP.

The crowd cheers loudly, but Hasan Gilden doesn't seem worried.

H. Gilden: Hey, you can't stop Hot Stuff, man! See, your little crossface isn't bad enough to take me out. I never give up. I don't FEEL pain, you know? The only tapping I'M gonna do tonight, my friend, is tapping a keg in celebration of another victory for "Hot Stuff" Hasan Gilden!

K. Collins: Bring it on. When I'm through with you, you won't be drinking a toast to your victory... you'll be drowning your sorrows and trying to forget that I just KICKED YOUR ASS.

The crowd gives another huge burst of cheers, and Hasan Gilden throws down the microphone and yells for them to shut up! But they don't, so he just glares at Ken Collins and starts jogging to the ring with La Princesa Lobo! He slides inside and charges Ken Collins, and takes a swing at him, but Ken Collins blocks it and returns fire with punches of his own! Jerry Rogers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll get this match started!

Ken Collins starts off the match with a lot of intensity, hitting Hasan Gilden with a flourish of big offense culminating in a German suplex with a bridge that gets him a two and a half count. Hasan Gilden scoots back to his corner on his knees, begging off, and then tags in La Princesa Lobo. She charges at Ken Collins with an animalistic snarl, biting at his face, and he's actually caught-off guard by her onslaught enough that he's backed into his corner! Stacey Lockman tags herself in and pulls La Princesa Lobo off of Ken Collins by the hair, then attacks her and brings her down with a few running kneelifts, then goes to work on her legs!

La Princesa Lobo's wild intensity gives her a few chances to get in offense, but for the most part Stacey Lockman stays in control, then after a minute or two she slaps on a figure-four leglock!! La Princesa Lobo screams and starts thrashing around, but Hasan Gilden comes in and drops an elbow on Stacey Lockman to break the hold! The crowd boos and Jerry Rogers admonishes Hasan Gilden, but La Princesa Lobo scrambles to her corner and tags in Hasan Gilden! Hasan Gilden comes in and hits Stacey Lockman with a few power moves, then slaps her around a little! Ken Collins stands on the apron, shaking with rage, but he's not falling into the trap and entering the ring, which would allow Gilden and La Princesa Lobo a chance to double-team Stacey while Jerry Rogers was distracted!

Hasan Gilden pulls Stacey Lockman into a standing headscissors, then holds her there for a second. He reaches over her and takes a generous grope of her soft backside, grinning at Ken Collins as he does so, then lifts Stacey Lockman and gives her a PILEDRIVER!! The crowd boos loudly, and Ken Collins is practically ready to explode on the outside! After Stacey Lockman's history of neck injury, that's not only a slap in the face, it's a potentially career-ending move! Hasan Gilden lies across her for the arrogant cover, but Stacey Lockman throws a shoulder up at two and a half! Angered, Hasan Gilden lifts her for the Neon Sunset, but Stacey Lockman slips out behind Hasan Gilden and hits him with a LOW BLOW!!

Both of them are down, and Stacey Lockman crawls to her corner, then tags in Ken Collins to a huge roar of cheers!! Hasan Gilden tries to go over and tag in La Princesa Lobo, but she wants no part of Ken Collins's wrath and she screams and jumps off of the apron! Hasan Gilden tries to slide out of the ring as well, but Ken Collins grabs him by the foot and pulls him back in, then hauls him up from behind and gives him three rolling German suplexes!! The crowd explodes, and then Ken Collins pulls Hasan Gilden up and gives him a shoulderbreaker! Hasan Gilden cringes in pain, clutching his shoulder, and Ken Collins goes to the mat and pulls him into the CALIFORNIA CROSSFACE!! Hasan Gilden screams and struggles for a few seconds, then begins tapping out frantically!!

Ken Collins keeps the California Crossface applied on Hasan Gilden for another few seconds, then lets him go, only to haul him up and toss him out of the ring, where he lands in a heap at the feet of La Princesa Lobo! Despite some treachery when Hasan Gilden managed to get alone in the ring with Stacey Lockman for a few minutes, Ken Collins basically kicked his ass from one minute of this match to the other! Hasan Gilden and La Princesa Lobo are limping away to lick their wounds, and "The California Crippler" Ken Collins is standing tall in the ring as your winner!

Ken Collins helps Stacey Lockman up, and he looks at her with concern and says something to her. She just looks up at him and smiles, then jumps forward and embraces him with a big kiss! The crowd cheers for the public display of affection as Ken Collins returns the kiss... but WAIT!! Someone's charging down the ramp!! It's CRIMSON, the VCW World Champion, and he's got a damn shovel! The crowd boos loudly, and Ken Collins starts to release the embrace, but it's too late as Crimson slides into the ring, pops to his feet, and nails Ken Collins in the back with the shovel before he can turn around! Stacey Lockman screams and backs into a corner, and Ken Collins starts to get up, but Crimson raises the shovel, and brings it down hard on his back AGAIN!! The crowd boos, and Crimson calls for a microphone...

Crimson: Listen, motherfucker. You come out here and talk about making me tap out? I think you had it right earlier, when you said "officially, it never happened". That's right. Because it DIDN'T happen. I never give up, you understand that? I'd die before I admit some little punk-ass son of a bitch like you is a better man than me.

The crowd begins a "YOU TAPPED OUT!" chant, and Crimson stares around at all of them in disgust.

Crimson: You better shut the fuck up unless you want this to turn ugly.

The crowd boos, and the chant gets even louder.

Crimson: All right, how about this. Every time you say that shit, I hit this motherfucker with the shovel. Here, I'll lead the chant. You tapped out... you tapped out... you tapped out...

Each time after he says "you tapped out," Crimson drives the shovel hard into Ken Collins's midsection with his free hand! The crowd boos loudly, and the chant dies down to a faint level. Crimson looks smug, but Stacey Lockman is standing nearby, looking ready to cry as she screams at Crimson to stop. Crimson looks at her and grins.

Crimson: Oh, you want me to stop hurting him? Why don't you try asking me real nice? Crawl over here on your knees and BEG for him.

Stacey Lockman hesitates, and Crimson glares at her. This is disgusting! Does Crimson feel tough, bossing around a woman less than half his size!?

Crimson: You hear me, princess? I said get on your KNEES and fucking BEG for this man's LIFE.

The crowd boos loudly, and when Crimson raises the shovel again, Stacey Lockman drops to her knees, crying and begging Crimson not to hit him again. Crimson smiles and nods at her.

Crimson: That's good. I like that. Now come on over here and give me a kiss.

Stacey Lockman stares at Crimson in disbelief and anguish. She doesn't want to do this...

Crimson: You come over here and give me a fucking kiss like it's your goddamn wedding night, or I put the blade of the shovel right through this sorry bastard's throat.

Stacey Lockman hesitantly approaches Crimson, closes her eyes, and leans forward to kiss him... and he spits in her face, drops the shovel, and slaps her hard across the face, sending her sprawling to the mat! The crowd boos loudly, and Crimson stares at Stacey Lockman in contempt.

Crimson: You're pathetic. You're an ugly, fat, worthless whore, and if I paid you twenty bucks to suck my dick, it'd be twenty-one more than you're worth. Now I'm gonna take this dumb motherfucker and shut his mouth... permanently.

Ken Collins is just starting to pull himself to his hands and knees as Crimson turns back to him... but "Degenerated" by the Lone Rangers begins playing, and the crowd EXPLODES into a huge roar of cheers! Johnny Smiles and Lars Coverdale are running to the ring! They must have seen this happening on a monitor backstage, and now they're running out to stop it! Crimson just smiles and motions for them to bring it on! They slide into the ring... and Crimson grabs each of them by the throat! He's gonna give them a double Chokeslam... no, he's not!! LOW BLOW from behind by Stacey Lockman! Crimson doubles over, and Johnny Smiles and Lars Coverdale measure him, then FLOOR him with a DOUBLE SUPERKICK!!

The crowd erupts as Crimson goes down and rolls out of the ring, and Johnny Smiles and Lars Coverdale help up their fallen friend Ken Collins! Crimson starts to get up on the outside, checking his mouth for blood, and Ken Collins gets up and lunges at him, but Johnny Smiles and Lars Coverdale are trying to hold him back! Ken Collins roars in outrage and shoves Lars Coverdale aside, then flings Johnny to the mat with a belly-to-belly suplex, and then rushes at Crimson and dives out onto him with an ELBOW SUICIDA!!

Crimson crashes back-first into the guardrail, and Ken Collins goes down next to him, but only for a second before he gets up! Ken Collins starts hammering stiff punches into Crimson's face in a blind rage, rocking him back against the guardrail, but the VCW World Champion lashes out with a wild swing that knocks Ken Collins to the floor! But he doesn't stay down; instead, he pops right back up and rushes over to Crimson, rips his shirt open in front, and just CHOPS him in the chest as hard as he can! It rings out with a resounding smack, and Crimson yells in pain, and Ken Collins draws back and does it again!

Crimson shoves him away with desperate strength, and Ken Collins hits the apron back-first and cringes in pain, but shakes it off after a second to rush Crimson with another flurry of intense punches! Ken Collins is probably hurt, perhaps badly, after that attack with the shovel, but he's so angry that he's not feeling any pain!! He doesn't care about anything at all other than destroying the VCW World Champion after what he did to him and Stacey! Johnny Smiles, Lars Coverdale, and Stacey Lockman are just watching, awestruck, as Ken Collins assaults Crimson with a passion! Not since Lorenzo Vasquez attacked Stacey Lockman have we seen this kind of inner fury and fatal outrage from Ken Collins!!

Another big right hand from Crimson sends Ken Collins sprawling, and again he pops back up in a second and rushes back into the fray! This isn't gonna stop until one of these two men is leaving the arena in an ambulance... or maybe it will, as the H.A.R.P. Squad finally gets on the scene and runs out to contain the brawl. The crowd boos; they want to see Ken Collins tear Crimson apart! And, surprisingly, Ken Collins is the focus of most of the H.A.R.P. Squad's attention, as Crimson doesn't appear to be that difficult to contain! He's making a token struggle, but it doesn't really seem like he's all that eager to get any more of Ken Collins!

As this situation is defused, we're going to take a look at a backstage situation prior to our next match. Virginia, Komachi, and Mary Cohen team up to battle "Halfway Decent" Heather Dannon, Pauline Vietjohn, and the Pink Kitten, next! But right now, we're going to look backstage at Virginia, Komachi, and Cohen! Let's take a look.

Virginia, Komachi, and Mary Cohen are backstage with Minako, dressed to wrestle. Mary Cohen looks a little uncomfortable, and Virginia goes over to her.

Virginia: All right, we're up. Now remember, Komachi's the veteran here. You and me, our job is to do what Komachi tells us. In your case, that means mostly standing on the apron. All right?

M. Cohen: I don't know. I mean... I'm a wrestler. I want to wrestle, not stand there.

Virginia rolls her eyes and sighs.

Virginia: Use your brain, okay? Komachi has all the experience, and she's like twice as strong as you. I don't have as much experience as her, but I still have more than you, and I'm like FIVE times as strong as you. See where you fit in this equation? In Japan, wrestlers know to learn from their betters before they try to strike out on their own. You should follow that example. Komachi and I can handle it. You're gonna get the winner's share of the payout... you're going to the "pay windah, if you weeeilll," and you don't even have to lift a finger. Isn't that good enough for you?

Mary Cohen hesitates, and Minako laughs.

Minako: Isn't she cute? "Come on, guys! I want to wrestle too!"

Virginia: Yeah. Gain some weight and get tough, and maybe someday you can beat people up too. But right now, you're just a rookie learning from the veterans. So let's go on out there, and maybe you can learn something by watching me and Komachi beat these little girls up.

Virginia and Minako turn to leave, and Mary Cohen starts to walk with them. Komachi puts a hand on her shoulder.

Komachi: I'm the strongest and the toughest. You just watch. Unless I tell you, you watch. Okay?

M. Cohen: ... Okay.

Komachi walks ahead of her. Mary Cohen hesitates and pulls a ragged piece of paper out of her gym bag, unfolds it, and looks at it for a second, then quickly folds it up, stuffs it back in her bag, and walks after them.

We're back, and now "Halfway Decent" by Audio Karate is playing over the arena sound system! The crowd cheers as "Halfway Decent" Heather Dannon, Pauline Vietjohn, and the Pink Kitten all come out of the backstage entrance and begin heading to the ring together, touching hands with the fans on the way! These three young women are in for a serious challenge tonight. Two-thirds of the opposing team are Virginia and Komachi, two of the baddest women ever to compete in tag team action. The Pink Kitten has overcome them before, but it was close, and tonight she's fighting alongside two rookies with even less experience than herself. Still, they all look cheerful and confident as they come to the ring! Pauline Vietjohn grabs a microphone.

P. Vietjohn: I know we have a big challenge tonight. Komachi... whatever, I still don't like you. Mary Cohen... you better watch yourself. You hurt Heather again, and you'll be sorry. And then there's Virginia. You think you're on top of the world, don't you? Six feet four inches. Well over two hundred pounds. You think everyone should be scared of you, don't you? ... But maybe you should be scared of ME. I don't care how big you are... all I care about is that you threw my best friend off of an ambulance, you BITCH, and I'm gonna kick your ass!!

The crowd cheers, and Pauline Vietjohn throws aside the microphone as "Superbeast" by Rob Zombie starts up over the arena sound system! The crowd boos loudly, and Komachi comes out of the backstage entrance, looking stoic and deadly, followed by Virginia, who seems somewhat amused as she looks at Pauline Vietjohn in the ring, and Minako. Mary Cohen brings up the rear, looking disinterested. They come to the ring, and Komachi gestures for Virginia to start! Virginia steps in with a smirk and advances on Pauline Vietjohn, cracking some joke to her that the cameras can't hear... and Pauline Vietjohn nails her with an open-hand slap to the face! Brendan Powers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and we've got a match!

Komachi, Virginia & Mary Cohen
w/Minako

Pauline Vietjohn sends Virginia staggering and falling all around the ring with a flurry of quick offense, and through quick tags, quicker movements, and teamwork, the younger team is able to keep Virginia and Komachi stumbling and off-guard for a few minutes. But then Virginia manages to knock the Pink Kitten out of the sky with a big clothesline, and the tide of the match turns in a hurry. Komachi and Virginia take their time working over the Pink Kitten with power moves and a few submission holds, and Mary Cohen watches from the apron.

The Pink Kitten refuses to quit and tries to make several comebacks, but each time when it seems like she's about to make a tag, Virginia or Komachi is able to stop her. One time, the Pink Kitten manages to take both of them down, but then Mary Cohen comes in and cuts her off from the tag just in time! She looks satisfied with herself, but when Komachi gets back up she begins chewing Mary Cohen out and pointing firmly to her spot on the apron, as Virginia continues working over the Pink Kitten. Finally, after several minutes, the Pink Kitten rallies when she slips out of an attempted Virgin Sacrifice and pulls Virginia down into a jawbreaker! Komachi comes in to stop her with a uraken, but the Pink Kitten ducks, and Komachi hits Virginia by mistake! The Pink Kitten lunges for her corner, and tags in Pauline Vietjohn!

The crowd goes wild as Pauline Vietjohn comes in with an AMAZING springboard spinning leg lariat to Komachi, then starts cleaning house on both opponents with dropkicks and fast moves! Heather Dannon comes in, shouts, "YEAH! BIG DROPKICK!" and actually connects with said dropkick on a disoriented Virginia, to cheers from the crowd! The Pink Kitten comes in to help, and now it's a pier-five brawl! It's one short of being six, because Mary Cohen is still standing on the apron... but then Heather Dannon gets up from a flying clothesline next to her, realizes that Mary Cohen's nearby, and freaks out and knocks her off the apron with a dropkick!! Heather Dannon's been terrified of Mary Cohen ever since that incident with the baseball bat covered in broken glass!

Mary Cohen gets back up and gets into the ring, advancing on Heather Dannon angrily! She screams "WHAT THE FUCK WAS I DOING!? JUST LEAVE ME ALONE, YOU BITCH!!" at her, and Heather Dannon cowers for a second, then panics and drills her with a right hand to the face! Mary Cohen yells angrily and strikes back, and they begin trading blows in the middle of the ring! But meanwhile, Pauline Vietjohn hits Virginia with the LEAP OF FAITH!! The crowd cheers, and she goes for a cover... but Komachi saves at two! But the Pink Kitten dropkicks Komachi in the back, and she staggers back, then turns and charges, and now Pauline Vietjohn's up and they both nail Komachi with a DOUBLE DROPKICK!!

Now someone's coming from backstage... it's SADAKO MOMOTANI!! And she's wearing a bloodstained, tattered version of the Pink Kitten's ring attire, without the mask... as well as a pair of thick, heavy gloves, and she's carrying barbed wire in her hands!! Minako sees her first, and jumps up on the apron to distract Brendan Powers! Sadako Momotani walks down to the ring and gets up on the apron behind the Pink Kitten, then wraps the barbed wire around her throat!! The crowd boos, and the Pink Kitten struggles wildly as Sadako Momotani pulls her out over the top rope by the wire wrapped around her throat!! Either it's some dull-as-hell barbed wire or the Pink Kitten's just getting really lucky, because it only seems to cause a few scratches, but the fact remains that Sadako Momotani's assaulting her behind the referee's back!

Deprived of her ally, Pauline Vietjohn hammers Komachi with a few weak-looking forearms, but then Virginia gets up behind her and gives her a much stronger one in the back, knocking her down. Heather Dannon is still brawling wildly with Mary Cohen, and Komachi turns and KNOCKS HER OUT with a uraken to the back of the head!! She never saw it coming! Pauline Vietjohn gets up, but Virginia grabs her and holds her from behind, and Komachi takes aim, and just KICKS HER SQUARE IN THE FACE!! Pauline Vietjohn goes limp, and Virginia hoists her up on her shoulders... VIRGIN SACRIFICE!! She hit it! Virginia covers, and now Brendan Powers turns and counts... and gets three!!

Virginia and Komachi hug and celebrate the victory, and Mary Cohen comes in at the side, but Komachi just brushes her off, points to the apron, and says something to her. She seems angry that Mary Cohen disobeyed her orders! Virginia just puts a hand on Mary Cohen's shoulder and says something to her, then slaps her lightly on the chest and smiles.

Meanwhile, on the outside, Sadako Momotani has dragged the Pink Kitten all the way over to the ramp, and she hauls her up and drives her down with a TOMBSTONE ON THE STEEL RAMP!! Good Lord!! And then she pulls out an Exacto-knife and cuts open the back of the Pink Kitten's ring attire and peels it away, baring her back! She smiles and then draws the knife across her own forehead, drawing blood, and then touches a finger to it!! What the HELL is she doing!! Using that finger, Sadako Momotani writes letters on the Pink Kitten's back in her own blood... D... I... and E. What a sick way to send a statement!!

Sadako Momotani stands up laughing, with blood running down her face from her bleeding forehead, and the crowd boos! Even Virginia and Komachi are staring down the aisle at her in awe; it seems like they're afraid to leave the ring if it means they have to pass by Sadako Momotani on the way out! But now Sadako Momotani's backing off. Christina Ellis comes out of the backstage entrance, rushing down to the Pink Kitten's side, but even she's more intent on helping her fallen friend than trying to attack Sadako Momotani. Three of the top women's competitors in the world are in this arena, and all of them are scared to death of Sadako Momotani!!

Sadako Momotani stalks backstage with Lady Erica Whitmore at her side, her grisly work thankfully over for the night. With Sadako Momotani no longer an immediate physical threat to be watched, Christina Ellis flags down some trainers to help the Pink Kitten backstage, and Virginia, Komachi, Minako, and Mary Cohen also begin heading that way. In the ring, Heather Dannon pulls herself to her feet and hauls Pauline Vietjohn up as well, and though Pauline hesitates with a cold stare at the back of Virginia's head as she departs, they leave the ring and head backstage as well. With the ring now clear, we're finally ready to go ahead with our next match!

Right now, we're going to see Devaccio Pola challenge Lance Errington for the VCW Intercontinental Title, one-on-one! "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath begins playing over the arena sound system! The crowd cheers as Devaccio Pola stalks out of the backstage entrance, wearing a T-shirt with "GUNS DON'T KILL PEOPLE; I KILL PEOPLE" written across it and blue jeans! He walks to the ring and grabs a microphone, then looks around and takes a deep breath...

D. Pola: I want a piece of Dean Sanders... and ANY piece will do, as long as I tear, still HOT and DRIPPING, off of his body MYSELF. But right now, instead, I'm booked to face Lance Errington for the VCW Intercontinental Title. Dean Sanders and Lance Errington USED to be friends... but now they're not. And normally people always say that the enemy of my enemy is my friend... but y'know what? Lance Errington is a PIECE OF FUCKING TRASH, and I'll ENJOY beating him within an INCH of his LIFE, then taking him ONE AND A HALF inches FURTHER!!

The crowd cheers, and Devaccio Pola paces in the ring.

D. Pola: But y'know... the thing I hate the most about Lance Errington is that he always has some LOAD of SHIT that he expects you to swallow. First it was "Oooh, I'm a blue-blood, watch me sniff the pretty daisies, I'm better than you!" Then he tried "Waah, waah, life really sucks and it's not my fault because everyone's a stupid dick!" And now he's trying to feed us the biggest load of steaming, stinking, blatant SHIT yet: "Oh, Melissa, you're such a pretty and attractive girl, with a great personality!" What a LOAD of SHIT!!

The crowd laughs and cheers loudly, and Devaccio Pola grins as he paces in the ring.

D. Pola: But y'know something else? I'm getting a little bit tired of Lance Errington feeding everyone his shit, so I'm gonna feed it back to him! And by that, I mean that I'm LITERALLY going to RIP OUT one end of his LARGE INTESTINE and SHOVE IT DOWN HIS THROAT, so that his FECES FALL DIRECTLY INTO HIS OWN STOMACH!!

The crowd cheers again, and Devaccio Pola tosses aside the microphone... and now "Perfect Strangers" by Dream Theater begins playing, and the crowd boos as Lance Errington comes out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Derek Cole and Melissa DelArmeggio! He walks to the ring, looking over his shoulder occasionally and seeming nervous in general, then steps inside. Melissa DelArmeggio helps him remove his robe, and he kisses her quickly on the cheek, then hands the VCW Intercontinental Title off to Derek Cole, and begins talking to him and gesturing for him to watch the ramp. It looks like Lance Errington's afraid that Troy Black will try to jump him during this match! But while he's talking to Derek Cole, Devaccio Pola DOES jump him from behind! Harold Brusco enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll kick off this match!

Lance Errington (c)
w/Derek Cole & Melissa DelArmeggio

Devaccio Pola gives Lance Errington a sound thrashing in the early goings of this match, but Lance Errington is a strong, capable brawler, and he gives back as good as he gets. The match spills out of the ring several times, and the two men beat the hell out of each other in just about every way that's allowed within the rules of VCW, and a few that aren't when the referee's back is turned. Derek Cole and Melissa DelArmeggio cheer Lance Errington on, and everyone else cheers for Devaccio Pola, as both men battle in and out of the ring.

After several minutes, Lance Errington seems to form a game plan, and focuses on Devaccio Pola's legs, trying to take away his plethora of stiff kicks. Devaccio Pola, in turn, focuses on kicking Lance Errington in the head at any opportunity while he still can, and despite Lance Errington's attempts to gain the advantage by mat wrestling Devaccio Pola shows surprising technical skill in keeping up with him! After the advantage has swung back and forth a few times, Devaccio Pola is limping severely, but Lance Errington has been knocked half silly, and Devaccio Pola is in control!

Devaccio Pola isn't wrestling conservatively, despite his injured state; he knocks Lance Errington out to the floor with a kick to the head, then goes up to the top turnbuckle and dives out onto him with a CORKSCREW PLANCHA!! The crowd cheers loudly, and Devaccio Pola continues his assault on Lance Errington on the floor, until Lance Errington reverses an Irish whip and sends him knee-first into the ringsteps! The crowd boos, and after stopping to clear the cobwebs in his head for a second, Lance Errington hits a low blow on Devaccio Pola, takes him down with an Ace Crusher, then rolls him into the ring and executes a figure-four leglock on Devaccio Pola around the steel ringpost, just as Bret "The Hitman" Hart used to do!!

Back in the ring, Lance Errington hits Devaccio Pola with a vertical suplex, then a spinebuster, and then he keeps Devaccio Pola's legs and flows from there into the Scorpion Deathlock! The crowd boos loudly, and Devaccio Pola struggles in the Scorpion Deathlock desperately! He's such a hardcase that he'd practically have to have his leg ripped off before he'd give up, but this is putting him in excruciating pain! He struggles like a wild man, and after over a minute, he finally reaches the ropes! But when Lance Errington releases the hold, he has to pull himself up on the ropes just to stand! He survived the hold, but not in any condition to continue to fight!!

Lance Errington goes for another Ace Crusher, but Devaccio Pola manages to shove him off, then KICKS HIM IN THE FACE when he turns around! Lance Errington collapses flat on his back, but Devaccio Pola drops to the mat as well, roaring in pain! He's too stubborn to quit, and he'll use the moves that brought him to the dance until he can't do them anymore! Through sheer will, Devaccio Pola somehow gets to his feet, and Lance Errington gets up too, but he falls down to one knee, holding his head! He's practically knocked silly! Devaccio Pola sees him bent over on one knee like that, and a pained smile crosses his face... and he comes forward and hits him with the GUILLOTINE KICK!!

The crowd explodes into cheers and Derek Cole and Melissa DelArmeggio cry out in concern for Lance Errington, but Devaccio Pola howls in pain, clutching his leg! Both men are down; Lance Errington seems to be knocked out cold, and Devaccio Pola can't physically stand! Harold Brusco gives them both a count, and at eight, Devaccio Pola manages to sit up, roll Lance Errington over, and crawl on top of him for the pin! Harold Brusco counts... but Errington throws a shoulder up at two and three-quarters!! The crowd boos loudly!

Devaccio Pola glares at Lance Errington and starts pulling himself up on the ropes! That seems to be the only way he can physically stand at this point! He yells "I GOT JUST ONE MORE FOR YOU, ASSHOLE!!" as he starts to get to his feet! Lance Errington tries to pull himself up, but collapses, and Harold Brusco goes down to check and see if he's okay... and from the outside of the ring, Derek Cole reaches in and pulls Devaccio Pola's leg, tripping him! He falls down to one knee... but it was the injured knee he falls on, and Devaccio Pola yells in anguish and collapses to his hands and knees! Damn it, Derek Cole may have just cost him the match with that one slight bit of interference!

Lance Errington gets up slowly, looking a little disoriented, but he sees that Devaccio Pola is down on his hands and knees, unable to continue! He hauls him forward, pulls him into a standing headscissors, and hooks his arms... SWAN SONG!! Lance Errington hit the Swan Song on Devaccio Pola, and he turns him over and flops across him for the cover! Harold Brusco counts, and Lance Errington gets three! The VCW Intercontinental Champion has retained his title!

Lance Errington stands up, staring vacantly ahead, and allows Harold Brusco to raise his hand in victory. He's one of the toughest men in VCW, by any standards, and after Derek Cole's timely assist, he was able to win this one on instinct alone. But it's obvious now that he has nothing left. His tired, beat-down ass needs at least some aspirin and a long nap, if not a trip to the hospital. Devaccio Pola, equally devastated, rolls out of the ring to the floor and just lies there in a limp heap.

Lance Errington is all worn out... but now someone's coming out of the crowd!! It's Troy Black, disguised in a tie-dyed Ontario Colour Show T-shirt, black sunglasses, and blue jeans!! He jumps the guardrail and slides into the ring behind Lance Errington, spins him around, kicks him in the midsection, and drops him with the DOUBLE ARM DDT!! The crowd cheers wildly, and Troy Black flips him over on his back and steps out to the apron, then goes up to the top turnbuckle for the Black Dagger... but Melissa DelArmeggio slides into the ring, then throws herself over Lance Errington as a human shield!!

Most of the crowd is cheering for Troy Black to drop the Black Dagger on them anyway, but Troy Black just stares down at Melissa DelArmeggio for a few seconds, then jumps down from the top turnbuckle and begins heading backstage. He just got in a sneak attack on Lance Errington, but Melissa DelArmeggio threw herself in the way of the coup de grace, and Troy Black remains unwilling to hurt her! He steps backstage, and Melissa DelArmeggio and Derek Cole help Lance Errington up and begin helping him backstage as well. As they do that and trainers come out for Devaccio Pola, we understand that there's a camera that has footage taken moments ago, from the women's showers! Let's take a look now!!

Ken Collins is standing backstage with Stacey Lockman outside of a locker room. There's medical tape wrapped around his waist all the way up to his chest now, and Stacey Lockman is carrying a duffel bag.

S. Lockman: Think you'll be okay if I slip away and take a shower?

Ken Collins smiles and shrugs.

K. Collins: Why wouldn't I be?

Stacey Lockman glares at him.

S. Lockman: Because you're going to tear off looking for Crimson as soon as I step out of your sight.

Ken Collins gets a serious look on his face.

K. Collins: ... How did you know?

S. Lockman: Because I know you. Now I want you to promise me you won't go track him down.

K. Collins: Forget what he did to me... that's beside the point. After the way that son of a bitch treated YOU, he has a hell of a lot of payback coming. You think I'm going to let that go unanswered!?

Stacey Lockman sighs.

S. Lockman: No, but... not tonight. See, we CAN'T forget what he did to you. What he did was hit you in the back with a shovel about five or six times, and now you're WAY too hurt to even think about fighting him. Just PROMISE me you'll wait until you're healthy and until you have an officially sanctioned match with him.

K. Collins: Stacey... that bastard's had this coming for a long, long time now.

S. Lockman: And it can wait just a week or two longer. Just wait. And promise me, if you really love me, that you're not going to run off and get in some big fight with him right now, okay? There's a right time, and a right place... and it's soon. Just not now. ... Please, Ken.

Ken Collins sighs.

K. Collins: All right. I'll just head straight back to the dressing room with Johnny and Lars. I promise.

S. Lockman: Thanks. I'll be out in a few minutes, all nice and clean again.

Stacey Lockman pulls down the top of her leotard and shoves it down to her waist, then bends over and shoves the rest of it down to the floor. Unfortunately, since the tape isn't live, she's censored where appropriate. Ken Collins doesn't even try to look like he's not staring.

K. Collins: Wow. Think you need any help in the shower?

Stacey Lockman smiles and shakes her head.

S. Lockman: No. What if someone else walks in? ... But maybe you can help me get dirty and sweaty again after the show, and then help me with another shower... if you think your back is up for it.

K. Collins: It's not my BACK that's up for it...

Stacey Lockman rolls her eyes and smiles reluctantly, then shoves Ken Collins in the chest.

S. Lockman: Go back to the locker room with Johnny and Lars already. I'm going to take my shower.

Stacey Lockman carries her leotard and duffel bag into the locker room, then sets them aside, takes out a bottle of shampoo, and steps into the shower. As she steps under a hot spray of water, Virginia, Komachi, and Minako walk in, also nude, but also censored. Stacey Lockman sees them and steps back nervously.

S. Lockman: Um... hey, guys. How about these showers, huh? Great place to get clean!

Virginia laughs.

Virginia: Yeah, I'll say. Not that it often matters to me... seeing as I don't usually break a sweat in my matches.

Komachi glares at Stacey Lockman with unmasked disgust, and Stacey Lockman looks back at her.

S. Lockman: What? Why're you looking at me like that?

Komachi: Your father must be disappointed to have such a weak, pathetic daughter.

S. Lockman: What the hell's that supposed to mean!?

Komachi: You taint your father's legacy by being such a helpless, sniveling bitch. I saw you in the ring, begging and groveling and kissing the very man who was attacking your lover, bargaining like a whore to save him. If I was your father, I'd kill you to save my family from further disgrace. You aren't worthy of his name.

Stacey Lockman glares at Komachi and steps forward.

S. Lockman: Hey. I've had a HARD day today, and I'm not gonna let you talk like that. Rebecca Black thought I was weak too. You remember that? You remember seeing how that ended up? Maybe--

Komachi: She's the same as you. She once had a hard and fearsome shell, but with it removed she's the same submissive cow that you are. Your family's name is only borrowed. It belongs to everyone who has come before you. You owe it to them to return it with as much honor and dignity intact as when you received it. In this, you and Rebecca are both failures.

Stacey Lockman steps forward and gets in Komachi's face.

S. Lockman: You want to find out just how helpless I am? You want to see what I'm capable of!? Maybe I should show you--

Without warning, Komachi suddenly spits blue mist into Stacey Lockman's face. Stacey Lockman screams and staggers back, rubbing her eyes, and Komachi shoves her to the floor of the shower. Virginia and Minako watch and laugh, and Stacey Lockman goes and holds her face under one of the showerheads, trying to rinse the blue venom out of her eyes. Komachi just walks over to Stacey Lockman and slaps her across the face, and she falls down again. Virginia and Minako laugh as Stacey Lockman crawls out of the shower rapidly on her hands and knees, pulls herself to her feet, and runs sobbing out of the locker room into the hallway, without her clothes.

Komachi: Run, you coward! Run naked into the hall like the frightened little girl you are! Find someone who is stronger than you, and cry to them about what Komachi has done! Maybe then I can have a real fight!!

Virginia and Minako continue laughing, and Virginia stops and picks up Stacey Lockman's dropped shampoo.

Virginia: Hey, this is that organic Herbal Essence stuff. You know, that all-natural orgasm shampoo they always advertise during the daytime soaps and Dr. Phil. I've always wanted to try some of this! One of you guys take this and lather me up, okay?

Minako gives Virginia a strange look, and Virginia begins dancing and singing the Herbal Essence shampoo jingle softly to herself.

Virginia: She's got the urge--nat-chu-ral, botanical--she's got the urrrrge to herrrrrbal!

Now Komachi stares at Virginia strangely too. Virginia can't keep a straight face any longer, and bursts out laughing as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.

It looks like Komachi has decided Stacey Lockman isn't worthy of her respect, and that was one more slap in the face tonight on top of what Stacey Lockman has already endured. We've found out before that Stacey Lockman can be a tough opponent when she's angry and desperate enough, but does she have the courage to face an opponent of Komachi's caliber? And if she does, then by any stretch, by any means at all, does she have what it takes to have a chance of winning? We may find out the answer to one or both of those questions soon!

But we're going through to our next match now! "War Machine" by KISS begins playing, and the crowd cheers as the Tough Customers, Bass Rogers and "The Star Player" Darren Michaels, come out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Dean Sanders! They make their way to the ring, and Bass Rogers grabs a microphone.

B. Rogers: Hey! I heard Idol and Solomon out here earlier, and they said they want a title shot! They said they're the top challengers! Well, I say WE'RE the top challengers, because last week, I pinned Owen Addison right in the middle of the ring! Ontario Colour Show... forget those other losers! You give me and the Star Player one more shot, and we'll show EVERYONE who the best tag team really is!!

Whoa, those are big words from Bass Rogers! It's true that last week he pinned Owen Addison in the middle of the ring, but that was in a six-man tag, without the titles on the line. Still, you'd have to think that puts the Tough Customers in the running for a title shot! But hold it... "What'chu Lookin' At?" by Uncle Kracker begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd cheers again as Brian Rivera and Marylin Silvera come out of the backstage entrance! This time, Brian Rivera's wearing a black bowtie, a purple wifebeater, a brown leather vest over it, and a pair of swimming trunks with yellow fish on them, in addition to a pair of mismatched socks, one blue and one red, and his purple Nike high-tops! At least his shoes match his wifebeater. He has a microphone, and he raises it...

B. Rivera: Hold up, Paul Bunyan, I gotta give my props! YEEEEEAH, BAAAYYY-BEEEE!! The B-R and the M-S kicking it back up in San Francisco, playa!! We in the heart and soul of this company, right up in the VCW Arena, ready to boogie down and get merry like Christmas, bubba! Where my dogs at!?

Brian Rivera barks like a dog, and a fair portion of the crowd barks along with him.

B. Rivera: Now I know you beat Owen Addison last week, and that's cool and all. But you GOT your shot up in Florida, big man. And two weeks ago, me and my homeboy Marylin beat Idol and Solomon, who claim that THEY is the number-one contenders. Then while you was losing down in Florida, we was kicking THREE other teams asses in one night! Anyone deserves a shot at those titles, it's us, fool!

Bass Rogers stares down the aisle at them and seems puzzled for a few seconds, then grins.

B. Rogers: All right, here's a deal. We got a match tonight. Why don't you bastards take me and my partner on, and we'll find out TONIGHT who deserves the next shot at those belts! Let's do this thing!

The crowd cheers. What a match this'll be! And whoever emerges as the victors probably does have a fair claim to being the among the top contenders for the VCW World Tag Team Titles!

B. Rivera: If that's the way it's finna be, big man, I ain't got no problem with this going down. And I tell you what, Paul Bunyan. It don't matter how big and bad you are, if you got Babe the big blue ox... hell, from the look of ya, you IS a big blue ox! It don't matter if you got Johnny Appleseed, Daniel Boone, Betty Crocker, Davey Crockett, Jim Crockett, Jim Bowie, David Bowie, and all your other homeboys up in here tonight! Because me and Marylin, we got all THESE bad boys up in the stands watching our back tonight, and we're gonna cut you down like a big old redwood tree, bubba!!

Brian Rivera and Marylin Silvera charge to the ring and slide inside, and the match gets underway! Bobcat McGavin enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll begin this match!

Tough Customers
w/Dean Sanders

In the early portions of the match, Brian Rivera and Marylin Silvera try to match quickness and skill against their more powerful opponents. Bass Rogers quickly turns the crowd against the Tough Customers by refusing to sell Brian Rivera's stupid jiggy punches, and his strategy of grounding one of his opponents and then just clubbing them and bearhugging them relentlessly doesn't do much to win them back. The Tough Customers take the advantage towards the middle of the match, working over Brian Rivera and keeping him cut off from his corner.

After several minutes, Brian Rivera seems ready to put away, but when Darren Michaels goes for a power bomb, Brian Rivera manages to counter with a Frankensteiner!! They both stay down for a while, and then Darren Michaels rushes Brian Rivera with a clothesline as they get up, but Rivera ducks, hooks his arm on the way over, and then hooks the other arm and turns him around into the BITCH SLAP! The crowd cheers, and both men begin crawling to their corners! Brian Rivera tags in Marylin Silvera, and Darren Michaels tags in Bass Rogers!

Marylin Silvera comes in on fire, hammering away at Bass Rogers... but unfortunately, that doesn't quite work, and Bass Rogers mauls him with a lariat! Brian Rivera and Darren Michaels get back into the fray, and a giant four-man brawl forms in the middle of the ring! Marylin Silvera is able to retake the advantage on Bass Rogers by dodging an avalanche in the corner, then taking him down with a bulldog, but when he puts on his Sleeperhold, Bass Rogers backs him into a corner and crushes him against the turnbuckles! Across the ring, Darren Michaels has Brian Rivera reeling, and he goes for the Long Bomb, but Brian Rivera sidesteps and he just wipes out! Darren Michaels gets up, but Brian Rivera takes him down with a DDT, then goes up to the top turnbuckle, yells "I'M GOING PLATINUM!" and comes off onto him with a FLYING LEGDROP!

Brian Rivera gets up, triumphant, but Bass Rogers just rushes him and turns him inside-out with a huge lariat! Marylin Silvera gets up as well, but Bass Rogers grabs him for a belly-to-belly suplex... but Marylin Silvera grabs him back in an embrace, then plants a big kiss on his lips! Bass Rogers is stunned for a second, then pulls away and lets out a wordless roar of outrage that shakes the rafters!! He grabs Marylin Silvera by the throat, forces him to the mat, and begins strangling him! Bobcat McGavin counts to five as Dean Sanders urges him to come to his senses on the outside, but it's no use! Bass Rogers is too angry, and Bobcat McGavin calls for the disqualification!

Brian Rivera is up again, and he pulls on Bass Rogers's wild red hair to pull him off of Marylin Silvera! He hammers him with several big right hands, ducks a swing by Bass Rogers, and sends him staggering back into the ropes with another big right... but Bass Rogers just charges right back at him and tackles him to the mat! Bass Rogers gets up, bellows loudly, and beats his own chest, then stomps up and down in the ring in frustration! Marylin Silvera just used his temper against him to win this match, and it seems like he's starting to realize that now, because he's even madder than before!

Brian Rivera and Marylin Silvera roll out of the ring, and there's an uneasy, tense feeling as they and the Tough Customers stare back and forth at each other. This probably won't be the last meeting we see between these two teams. Both of them want a shot at the Ontario Colour Show, and tonight Brian Rivera and Marylin Silvera squeaked out the technical victory... but it's hard to say who'll win when they meet again! The Tough Customers are also leaving the ring now, and we're going to go straight ahead with our next match.

"Kashmir" by Led Zeppelin begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd boos as Rob Solomon comes out of the backstage entrance, carrying his hockey stick and accompanied by Jasmina Chastity. He looks a little bit uneasy and nervous for once as he walks to the ring. You'd have to think that he knows the importance and difficulty of the task ahead of him. He's facing Troy Black one-on-one, and Troy Black's losses in one-on-one match environments are few and far between. Rob Solomon comes to the ring and climbs inside, then leans back against the ropes to await his opponent.

And now "For Whom The Bell Tolls" by Metallica begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd cheers as Troy Black comes out of the backstage entrance! He walks to the ring, with a cold stare focused on Rob Solomon the whole time. Rob Solomon's certainly going to try to wear him down and injure him at the request of Gabriel Black and Lance Errington, and Troy Black surely knows that. He slowly climbs up on the apron, but when he tries to step into the ring Jasmina Chastity grabs his ankle! Troy Black is momentarily distracted by that, and Rob Solomon rushes forward and punches him in the face, then grabs him in a front chancery and brings him into the ring with a vertical suplex! Jerry Rogers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll get this match started!

Rob Solomon
w/Jasmina Chastity

Rob Solomon makes the most of his ill-gotten advantage in the beginning and presses the attack, working Troy Black over with a variety of kicks and moves that target his neck. It's no secret that Troy Black has suffered neck problems since Wrestlewar II, and Rob Solomon's primary goal seems to be making them worse. Troy Black's stellar wrestling ability and inner reserves of toughness keep threatening to turn the tide of the match, but Rob Solomon and Jasmina Chastity are able to use cheap tactics to prevent him from getting in a long string of offense that he'd need to put Rob Solomon in real trouble. Of course, since the referee is the somewhat inept Jerry Rogers, none of this cheating is detected.

After a while, Rob Solomon puts Troy Black in his infamous abdominal stretch. Considering Troy Black's neck has been his focus in this match, it's a somewhat strange move to use here, but Rob Solomon puts it on and gets up to his old trick of using the ropes for additional leverage. Of course, Jerry Rogers doesn't notice this until Troy Black has been in the hold nearly a minute. When he finally catches on and orders Rob Solomon to break the hold, Solomon just lets Troy Black slump to his hands and knees, then kicks him in the face.

Sensing that Troy Black is weakening, Rob Solomon steps his offense up, hitting a sitdown faceslam for two and a half, then pulling Troy Black up for a straightjacket suplex. Troy Black counters that move by snapping his head back into Rob Solomon's face, breaking his grip and sending him staggering back, but Troy Black slumps forward and puts a hand to his neck! Snapping his head back to break the hold strained his hurt neck! Rob Solomon actually recovers first and charges Troy Black with a lariat, but Troy Black ducks under it, then nails him when he turns around with a THROAT JAB!!

Rob Solomon drops and rolls out of the ring, clutching his throat, and Troy Black goes up to the top turnbuckle. Jasmina Chastity comes over and helps Rob Solomon up, but Troy Black dives out onto them with a FLYING CROSS BODYPRESS!! The crowd cheers and both Rob Solomon and Jasmina Chastity go down under Troy Black! Troy Black pulls Rob Solomon up, scoops him up, and drops him throat-first across the guardrail! Rob Solomon crumples to the floor, and Troy Black holds the guardrail for balance as he actually stands on Rob Solomon's throat. Inside the ring, Jerry Rogers decides to break his countout count and begin a five-count for Troy Black to release the illegal move, and Troy Black steps off at four.

Troy Black drags Rob Solomon up and rolls him back into the ring, then comes in after him. Rob Solomon gets up, doubled over and clutching his throat, and Troy Black hooks a leg over his head for a Rocker Dropper, but Rob Solomon counters with a backdrop! Troy Black performs a flip and lands on his feet, and Rob Solomon swings at him with a lariat, but Troy Black ducks, Solomon spins around with the momentum of his missed swing, and Troy Black grabs him from behind and gives him a belly-to-back suplex!!

The crowd cheers, and Troy Black pulls Rob Solomon up and whips him into the ropes, but Rob Solomon reverses! Troy Black comes off the ropes, and Rob Solomon swings at him with another lariat, but again Troy Black ducks! Troy Black runs past him, into the ropes on the other side, and comes off to cut Rob Solomon down with a leaping clothesline, to another burst of cheers from the crowd! Rob Solomon gets up slowly, but he's staggering in a daze, and Troy Black picks him up and drops him throat-first on the top rope with a Hotshot! Rob Solomon turns and wobbles away from the ropes, clutching his throat again, and Troy Black kicks him in the midsection, then brings him down with a DOUBLE ARM DDT!!

The crowd cheers, and Troy Black steps out to the apron and goes up to the top turnbuckle, but Jasmina Chastity jumps up on the apron and shakes the top rope, causing him to fall on the top turnbuckle crotch-first! Somehow, the moronic Jerry Rogers managed to miss even THAT because he was looking down at Rob Solomon, and the crowd boos loudly. But after a few seconds, Rob Solomon gets to his feet and climbs up to the top turnbuckle with Troy Black. Rob Solomon hooks Troy Black's arms and flings him back with a big DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPERPLEX!! The crowd boos, and Troy Black tumbles to a heap in the middle of the ring!

Rob Solomon grins and makes a thumbs-down gesture over Troy Black's fallen body, then goes up to the top turnbuckle and takes his position. He's going to try to end this, and he comes off the top turnbuckle with the KATANA LEGDROP!! It connects, the crowd boos loudly, and Rob Solomon covers Troy Black! Jerry Rogers counts... and Troy Black kicks out at two and nine-tenths!! The crowd cheers, and Rob Solomon complains about a slow count to Jerry Rogers!! He has no reason whatsoever to complain about the refereeing in this match after all that he's gotten away with, though, and the count stands.

Rob Solomon turns and says something to Jasmina Chastity, then steps out of the ring. Jasmina Chastity gives him a disgusted look and shakes her head, but after a few moments of hesitation she sighs, turns away from the ring, bends over, and drops her pants, revealing that she's wearing nothing but a small flesh-colored thong! She starts swaying her hips back and forth, and Jerry Rogers immediately turns to stare at her butt with a goofy smile on his face. But while he's doing that, Rob Solomon just grabbed his damn hockey stick! Troy Black's getting up, and Rob Solomon slides into the ring with it and just NAILS him square in the face! Troy Black goes down in the middle of the ring!

The crowd boos, and Rob Solomon drops the hockey stick with a grin, then steps out to the apron and begins going to the top. He's going for a second Katana Legdrop... but suddenly TROY BLACK SITS UP!! Troy Black bolts to his feet and grabs the hockey stick as Rob Solomon reaches the top, and he swings it and hits him RIGHT IN THE NECK with it! Rob Solomon tumbles off of the top turnbuckle, falls groin-first across the top rope, and flops back into the ring, and then Troy Black picks him up and gives him a RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP WITH THE HOCKEY STICK!!

The crowd cheers, and Troy Black throws the hockey stick out of the ring, then pulls Rob Solomon up and gives him the DOUBLE ARM DDT!! Rob Solomon is laid out, and Troy Black steps out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and raises a fist in the air to a standing ovation! Jasmina Chastity happens to look over from her task of distracting the referee and see what's going on, and she pulls her pants up suddenly and lunges for the top rope again, but this time she doesn't quite make it before Troy Black comes off with the BLACK DAGGER!! Troy Black covers Rob Solomon, and now that Jasmina Chastity's fully clothed again, Jerry Rogers pays attention and counts to THREE!! Troy Black wins!

The crowd cheers loudly, and Troy Black slides out of the ring and begins heading backstage. Jasmina Chastity pounds her fists on the ring apron and screams in frustration, but Rob Solomon's not even doing that much; he's just laid out! Troy Black beat the hell out of him with his own hockey stick and kicked his ass, and you have to believe that when his head clears Lance Errington will pay close attention to this match. Finally, after several seconds, Rob Solomon begins to come around, and Jasmina Chastity helps him drag himself backstage.

R. Taylor: All right, I have something really important to say! Chris Champlain and Desmond, this nasty business with you trying to hurt everybody else for no reason HAS GOT to STOP!! It's not just that you tried to hurt me with a chair last week, Desmond, or that you tried to attack poor Heather Dannon two weeks ago, Chris Champlain, or even what you guys are trying to do to Brujah. It's a vicious pattern of cruelty! You two are hurting too many guys, and it needs to stop!

Hold it, Brujah just grabbed the microphone away from Russel Taylor!

Brujah: Fuck that. I know better than to try to reason with guys like them. Desmond... I'm sorry about Blood and Thunder. I'm sorry I tried to hurt you. I'm sorry Amy fired you on live pay-per-view. And if there's anything I can do to make it up... tell me. But if you're just here unconditionally to kick my ass, if that's all you care about any more... then I can deal with that. Russel here says "do unto others as you would have them do unto you," but my motto is "do unto others BEFORE they even get a CHANCE to do unto you."

The crowd cheers, and Russel Taylor tries to protest to Brujah, but Brujah just turns his back on him and paces a little way!

Brujah: I don't wanna be the bad guy. If I can make it up to you, let me know. But otherwise... I'm not gonna be like Troy and try to play peacemaker while you're trying to cripple me. If you set the stakes that high, I don't care what makes you tick. I don't need to understand your emotions. I don't WANT to understand you better and know what's going through your mind. I'll just kick your ass so bad that you're either too hurt or too scared to ever even THINK about FUCKING with ME again. So that's how it's gotta be, Desmond. Either get yourself together... or I'll TEAR YOUR ASS APART.

Brujah pauses, and though Russel Taylor's trying to lecture him, the crowd's cheering! Again, Brujah turns his back on his partner to keep talking...

Brujah: And Superstar... let me tell YOU something. I've got enough problems already, and Troy told me not to mess with his family business. I've got my former best friend trying to hurt me like an enraged maniac, and I DON'T need this from YOU, Superstar. As long as you're just Troy's problem, I've promised him I'll back off and let him do it his way. You DON'T wanna make yourself MY problem, Superstar. Because if you're MY problem, then I'll deal with you MY WAY. You understand me!? You realize now why this isn't a good idea!? Okay, then!!

Brujah's voice raises in anger as he finishes speaking, and he flings the microphone out of the ring! Russel Taylor puts a hand on his shoulder and tries to say something to him, but Brujah swats his hand away and yells something at him! These two men are from two different worlds; one's an idealist, the other, a survivor. But tonight, they have two common enemies who will surely unite them... and as "Stormbringer" by Deep Purple begins playing, here come those enemies! Chris Champlain and Desmond begin coming out of the backstage entrance, and Chris Champlain throws off his long, black cloak, then runs to the ring and slides inside! Desmond's right behind him, and they get up and start brawling with Brujah and Russel Taylor! Brendan Powers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll get this match underway!

The chaos of the opening brawl seems to favor Brujah and Russel Taylor at first, as they explode at their foes with a flurry of energetic offense. But nothing they do really seems to hurt Desmond that much, and for that reason alone the tide turns back in his direction. Desmond and Chris Champlain take control after a few minutes and try to slow the match down to grind away at their opponents with sadistic glee. Brujah and Russel Taylor are far too intense and motivated to take a beating lying down, and they frequently come back and retaliate with their own offense in an even contest, but in the end it always comes back to the same problem: nothing they do seems to hurt Desmond all that badly.

After several minutes, Russel Taylor finally starts to wear down, and Chris Champlain and Desmond isolate him and begin working over his back. The match slows down again, as Desmond gives his resthold arsenal a workout and Chris Champlain begins a methodical assault on Russel's back. To make matters worse, Brujah grows increasingly angry and desperate as the match wears on, and is goaded into rushing the ring several times, allowing Champlain and Desmond a chance to cheat behind Brendan Powers's back as he forces Brujah back into his corner.

With Russel Taylor fading, Desmond nonchalantly picks him up and grabs his head for the Outcast. But Russel Taylor isn't so far gone that he doesn't see that coming, and he shoves Desmond away, then rushes him and staggers him with a clothesline! Desmond roars and rushes in with a clothesline of his own, but Russel Taylor ducks under it! Desmond runs past him into the ropes, and when he comes off again Russel Taylor brings him down in the middle of the ring with an amazing POWERSLAM!! Nobody's really surprised when Desmond kicks out of the ensuing pin at two, but this may create an opening for Russel Taylor! Desmond gets up and tags Chris Champlain as Russel Taylor crawls for his corner! Chris Champlain darts into the ring and catches Russel Taylor by the ankle a few feet from his corner, but Russel taps his inner reserves of strength and drags himself forward anyway, then tags in Brujah!!

Brujah comes in and proceeds to knock Chris Champlain around the ring like a pinball for a little bit. Then Desmond comes in, and that puts a quick end to that, as Brujah is forced to resort to hit-and-run tactics against his larger, stronger adversary. Russel Taylor comes in to even the score, and the match comes full-circle and degenerates into a wild brawl similar to the one seen in the beginning! Russel Taylor comes from behind Desmond and brings him crashing down with a belly-to-back suplex! Russel Taylor chucks Desmond out of the ring, then goes out after him, and the two big men begin battling on the outside.

In the ring, Brujah uses this evening of the odds to good effect, hitting a nice series of moves on Chris Champlain. Brujah goes for his Power Bomb to put Chris Champlain away, but Chris Champlain manages to counter with a Frankensteiner for two... but after the kickout, Brujah pops up and drills him with a deadly lariat, then covers for two and a half!! Back in control, Brujah hits a double arm DDT on Chris Champlain, then goes up for the Swandive Headbutt... but as he steps out to the apron, "Superstar" Sean Black comes down the ramp! The crowd boos loudly, and Brujah stops and turns his attention warily to Sean Black! The Superstar seems to be angry at Brujah for using his signature moves, and he's yelling at him to knock it off, and while Brujah's distracted, Chris Champlain bolts up and lunges forward to shove his ankle, knocking him crotch-first down on the turnbuckle!

Sean Black smirks to himself, and Chris Champlain climbs up to the top turnbuckle with Brujah, then hooks his head, lifts him a little bit, and brings him down into the ring with a TOP-ROPE DDT!! GOOD LORD!! Brujah is DEAD, and Chris Champlain covers for the academic three... NO, BRUJAH GETS A SHOULDER UP!! How the HELL did he survive that move without a cracked skull and a broken neck!? The crowd can't believe it, and neither can Chris Champlain!! He gets up and starts vehemently arguing the count with Brendan Powers, and with Powers thus distracted, Sean Black ascends to the apron, then climbs to the top turnbuckle! He holds his arms out in a "V" and leaps off with a SWANDIVE HEADBUTT ON BRUJAH!!

The crowd boos loudly, and the Superstar rolls out of the ring, clutching his forehead! Sean Black begins walking away, but he looks up and gives Chris Champlain a knowing wink as he leaves! Chris Champlain sees it, then goes over and covers Brujah, and Brendan Powers goes down to count! Russel Taylor breaks away from his brawl with Desmond and tries to slide into the ring to make the save, but Desmond grabs his ankle and pulls him back out as Brendan Powers counts to three!! Chris Champlain and Desmond are the winners, thanks to the illegal assistance from "Superstar" Sean Black!

"Superstar" Sean Black has left, but on the outside, Desmond knees Russel Taylor in the midsection and drops him with the OUTCAST!! The crowd boos, and Desmond crawls into the ring, then crouches over Brujah and begins choking him in a blind rage! After enduring a hellacious top-rope DDT AND the Superstar's famous Swandive Headbutt, he's in no condition to resist Desmond's brutal assault!

Desmond is strangling Brujah with a toothy rictus on his scarred face, but Chris Champlain taps him on the shoulder! Desmond looks up, and Chris Champlain waves a hand in a "come with me" gesture, then begins heading backstage. After a moment's hesitation, Desmond looks down at Brujah and says something, then slides out of the ring and begins leaving with Chris Champlain. On one hand, it's a good thing that Brujah and Russel Taylor will be spared further harm... but on the other, you have to wonder if Chris Champlain is preparing for some further devious mischief!

As trainers come out to help Brujah and Russel Taylor up, we're going to take a look backstage at the Knights of the Squared Circle for some reason! None of them are booked to appear on tonight's show again, but for some reason we're going to see them backstage with Ziggy Adderloaf anyway!

Ziggy Adderloaf is standing backstage with Jockey Oldcastle, Monty Pompous, and "Hell's Musketeer" Jacques Normandy. Jockey Oldcastle and Monty Pompous have showered and dressed since their match, but Jacques Normandy is still wearing Elizabethan-era drag for some reason.

Z. Adderloaf: I'm here with the Knights of the Squared Circle. Now, Monty Pompous, you're still undefeated in VCW, and your partners are two of the premier powerhouses in this business. Obviously, you must have some lofty goals for your future in--

As Ziggy Adderloaf's talking, "Dastardly" Dave Adams and "The Chief of Governors" Tom Guycot rush onto the scene. Dave Adams clobbers Jockey Oldcastle with a forearm to the back, and Tom Guycot flies at Monty Pompous with a flurry of Tomahawk chops. Ziggy Adderloaf wisely runs for cover.

Z. Adderloaf: Whoa! The Jolly Rogers just ambushed the Knights of the Squared Circle! We need some security back here!

Jockey Oldcastle absorbs Dave Adams's assault and turns to clobber him with a big right hand, and Jacques Normandy clubs Tom Guycot with a double-axhandle smash to the back of the head, quickly turning the tide of the brawl. But then Butch Manson runs up to them, armed with a baseball bat! He blasts Jockey Oldcastle in the midsection with it, doubling him over, then clubs him over the head with it to drop him! Monty Pompous turns, and Butch Manson fells him with a baseball bat shot to the face! And then Butch Manson clobbers Jacques Normandy with the bat, knocking him down, and stands over him and lays into him with a vicious shot to the ribs!

B. Manson: Look at you, all dressed up like a woman. Where's your lovely hat, and your fan, and your pretty little parasol, you dress-wearing disgrace?

Jacques Normandy starts to pull himself up to his knees, in obvious pain.

J. Normandy: Uggh... naw, come on! Cut me some slack, oh great and terrible barbarian! You are laboring under a dire misconception, buddy! It was never my intent to deck you in the face with a chain! I merely stumbled and landed fist-first on your face by accident!

B. Manson: You sorry-ass backstabbing son of a bitch!

Butch Manson clubs Jacques Normandy with the baseball bat again, sending him back down to the floor, then stands over him and begins speaking to him in a loud, gravelly voice.

B. Manson: Now you listen to me, you no-good, low-down, dress-wearing, broken-toothed, crooked-nosed AAAIIIIIIGG-SUCKING DOG!! ... I know you got five pounds of wax in one ear, and ten pounds in the other, and besides that you're stupid, so I'm gonna speak REAL LOUD and rrrreeeealllll sssslllloooow so you can keep up. But LISTEN TO ME, damn it, because this is real important to you.

Dave Adams and Tom Guycot are starting to get up, looking at Butch Manson warily.

B. Manson: You shoulda killed me when you had the chance, you stupid bastard. Now you're never gonna get rid of me. I'll give you one more chance to do this face-to-face. You either pick a time and a place, and tell me about it, or else I'M gonna pick the time and place, and I AIN'T gonna tell you a damn thing. You get what I'm saying!? You see what I'm driving at!? You'll never get rid of me. If you don't face me like a man, then so help me God, I'm gonna beat you like a DOG.

Dave Adams and Tom Guycot are on their feet by now. Tom Guycot looks around warily, then springs forward with a battle cry.

T. Guycot: It is my desire to eliminate potential allies through the practice of TREACHERY!!

Tom Guycot clobbers Butch Manson with a few Tomahawk chops to the back, but the big man just staggers forward a few steps, then turns and lays Tom Guycot out with the baseball bat. Butch Manson looks over at Dave Adams, who freaks out and runs away, wanting nothing to do with Butch Manson. The camera fades out as Butch Manson walks away, clutching the bat.

We're back, and ready to go ahead with our big VCW Television Title match! "Kashmir" by Led Zeppelin begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd boos as Jacob Idol comes out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Jasmina Chastity. He walks to the ring and climbs inside, then takes some time to stretch and loosen up for this match. No doubt he'll be all business tonight; after Quinn Harper upset Gabriel Black last week for the VCW Television Title, the Unholy Alliance will surely be focused on bringing that title back. They absolutely DO NOT want to see Jacob Idol fall to Quinn Harper in another upset loss tonight, not after he outlasted fourteen other men in a battle royal to earn this shot!

And then "The Mighty Quinn (Quinn The Eskimo)" by Manfred Mann's Earth Band begins playing, and the crowd cheers the appearance of the new VCW Television Champion! "Skyhawk" Quinn Harper comes out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Tim Bell, and he jogs to the ring and slides inside! Jacob Idol rushes forward to attack him, but before he can land a blow Quinn Harper rolls to the side, pops to his feet, and backs into a corner! Jacob Idol scowls, but stands back and watches as Quinn Harper takes off the VCW Television Title and hands it to Tim Bell. Harold Brusco enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll begin this match!

"Skyhawk" Quinn Harper (c)
w/Tim Bell

Jacob Idol
w/Jasmina Chastity

Jacob Idol was one of the foremost high-flyers in VCW in the past, before he adapted to a more ground-based style, and in the opening of the match he tries to match Quinn Harper's quickness and agility with his own. The match begins at a lightning-fast sprint with both men showing extraordinary agility and reflexes, but after it goes back and forth a few times Quinn Harper throws Jacob Idol off in a running bulldog attempt, sending him stumbling against the ropes, where Harper knocks him out of the ring with a jumping side kick! Jacob Idol goes down on the outside, and when he gets up Quinn Harper rushes forward and dives out over the top rope onto him with a RUNNING SENTON BODYBLOCK!! The crowd cheers wildly!

Quinn Harper tries to keep his offense up on the outside, but Jasmina Chastity comes forward and gets in his way long enough for Jacob Idol to recover and nail him with a shot to the midsection, then ram him head-first into the ring apron! Tim Bell looks disgusted, and he begins advancing on Jasmina Chastity. But meanwhile, Jacob Idol gets up on the apron, then climbs up top and shows considerable aerial prowess himself as Quinn Harper gets up by leaping onto him with a MOONSAULT BODYPRESS!! Quinn Harper goes down under Jacob Idol... but on the other side of the ring, Tim Bell catches Jasmina Chastity, then slings her over a shoulder and starts carrying her up the ramp as the crowd cheers! Jasmina Chastity struggles and pounds on his back, but Tim Bell ignores that to carry her away. He's taking her out of the equation so she can't offer any more shady assistance to Jacob Idol!

Jacob Idol looks up and stares at dismay as Tim Bell disappears through the backstage entrance with Jasmina Chastity, and he enters the ring to complain to Harold Brusco! Harold Brusco shrugs helplessly; there's not much he can do, and anyway Jasmina Chastity had definitely been making a nuisance of herself even if she hadn't yet done anything overtly illegal. But while Jacob Idol's complaining, Quinn Harper recovers and gets up on the apron, then leaps to the top rope and springs off to land on Jacob Idol's shoulders from behind and pull him down with a SPRINGBOARD VICTORY ROLL!! What a move by Quinn Harper! But when Harold Brusco counts, Jacob Idol manages to kick out at two and a half!

Jacob Idol turns his attention back to Quinn Harper, but with Quinn Harper up and fighting it's too little, too late, and Idol is bombarded with a flurry of quick, high-flying offense from the VCW Television Champion! The crowd eagerly cheers Quinn Harper on, and with Jacob Idol reeling he heads up to the top turnbuckle and goes for a flying dropkick... but Jacob Idol dodges out of the way! Quinn Harper gets up, but Jacob Idol cuts him off with a kneelift, then grabs a headlock and brings him to the mat with a blatant hair-assisted headlock takedown! The crowd boos, and Jacob Idol grins as he slows the match down with a side headlock.

It becomes clear almost immediately that Jacob Idol is superior to Quinn Harper on the mat, and he takes control and works over Quinn Harper's neck at a slower pace than before. The crowd doesn't really care for his approach, and cheers each time Quinn Harper fights his way back up and hits a few nice moves... but each time, Jacob Idol is able to cut him off with a cheap shot or just superior wrestling know-how. Deprived of his quickness and energy, on the mat with a wrestler the caliber of Jacob Idol, Quinn Harper is in serious trouble after a few minutes.

After a snap mare followed by a jumping neck snap, Jacob Idol seems to shift into a higher gear and picks Quinn Harper up for a belly-to-back suplex. Quinn Harper struggles, flips out behind him, and lands on his feet, and when Jacob Idol turns around Quinn Harper grabs his head for the QUINTESSENCE!! But Jacob Idol grabs his hair, shoves him away, then pulls him forward again into a kneelift! Jacob Idol hooks Quinn Harper in a front chancery and whips him to the mat in a snap suplex, and the crowd boos loudly. Quinn Harper gets up, but Jacob Idol comes forward and brings him down with a swinging neckbreaker! He drops a leg on Quinn Harper and covers, but only gets two.

Jacob Idol glares and prepares to cinch down on the pin again, but Quinn Harper rolls over on his stomach. Angered, Jacob Idol hammers Quinn Harper with several forearms to the back of the head and neck, then pulls him up from behind and lifts. This time, Quinn Harper isn't able to squirm free, and Jacob Idol brings him crashing down with a belly-to-back suplex! The crowd boos, and Jacob Idol makes the cover again, this time getting two and a half!! Seeing that Quinn Harper is fading, Jacob Idol pulls him into a standing headscissors for a piledriver, but Quinn Harper counters it with a double-leg takedown, then holds Idol's legs spread and performs a LEGDROP TO THE GROIN!!

The crowd cheers, Jacob Idol curls up in pain, and Harold Brusco warns Quinn Harper not to do that again, but it may have given him the opening he needed! Both men stay down for a few seconds, but then they both get to their feet! Jacob Idol is up half a second faster, and he throws a punch, but Quinn Harper ducks it, then nails him with a forearm, followed by a kick to the midsection! Quinn Harper whips Jacob Idol into a corner of the ring, then follows him in with a spinning leg lariat!! Jacob Idol rocks back in the corner, and Quinn Harper actually tumbles out over the top rope and Jacob Idol with the momentum of the move, landing on the apron! Jacob Idol staggers out, and Quinn Harper leaps to the top turnbuckle, then jumps off to take him down with a FLYING CROSS BODYPRESS!! Jacob Idol goes down, and Quinn Harper stays on him for two and a half! If he weighed more than a hundred and ninety pounds, that might have ended it right here!

Jacob Idol gets up, doubled over, but Quinn Harper rushes forward and brings him down with a sunset flip for two and a half again! Again they get up, and Quinn Harper whips Jacob Idol to the ropes, but Jacob Idol reverses it! Quinn Harper runs and springs up on the middle rope, then leaps back for an ASAI MOONSAULT!! It connects, but Jacob Idol manages to catch Quinn Harper and only go down to one knee! Idol smiles fiendishly, realizing he has Quinn Harper in a perfect position for the Destiny Driver when he stands up... but as he gets back up to both feet, Quinn Harper writhes in his grasp and brings him to the mat with a spinning headscissors!

Jacob Idol starts to pull himself up on the ropes, but Quinn Harper charges him as he does! Jacob Idol manages to lower his head and backdrop Quinn Harper out over the top rope, but Quinn Harper catches the top rope and controls his fall to land on his feet on the apron, then grabs Jacob Idol by the hair and pulls him throat-first across the top rope! Jacob Idol staggers back, falls to his butt, and then scrambles back to his feet, but in the time it takes him to do that Quinn Harper springs up to the top rope and comes off with a SPRINGBOARD SPINNING LEG LARIAT!! He covers Jacob Idol after that big move, but only gets two and three-quarters!

Quinn Harper pulls Jacob Idol up and whips him to the mat with a snap suplex, then steps out to the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle! Jacob Idol is still down, and Quinn Harper leaps from the top onto him with a 450 SPLASH!! The Skyhawk just took flight!! Quinn Harper covers and hooks a leg, but somehow Jacob Idol gets a shoulder up at two and three-quarters! He's not an easy man to beat! Quinn Harper stops, then pulls Jacob Idol up and grabs his head for the Quinntessence, but Jacob Idol shoves him away! Quinn Harper turns around and Jacob Idol rushes him with a dazed, stumbling clothesline, but Quinn Harper ducks, then jumps up and brings Jacob Idol down with a Frankensteiner when he turns around!!

Quinn Harper cradles the legs, but Jacob Idol kicks out at two and a half, and they both scramble to their feet. Jacob Idol rushes forward, but again Quinn Harper leaps up and brings him down with a Frankensteiner! Again, Quinn Harper cradles the legs, and Jacob Idol kicks out at two and a half! They get to their feet, and Quinn Harper looks for a third Frankensteiner, but this time Jacob Idol expects it, catches him, and drives him DOWN to the mat with a POWER BOMB!! The crowd boos, and Jacob Idol covers Quinn Harper... but only for two and three-quarters!

Jacob Idol scowls at Quinn Harper, then pulls him up, lifts him in a front chancery, and brings him CRASHING to the mat with a BRAIN BUSTER!! He floats over and hooks a leg, but again only gets two and three-quarters before Quinn Harper throws a feeble shoulder up! Sensing victory, Jacob Idol goes to the top turnbuckle, and as Quinn Harper stands on shaky legs he comes off with the MOONSAULT BODYBLOCK! No, Quinn Harper comes to his senses and dodges, but somehow IDOL LANDS ON HIS FEET!! What a display of Cadillac agility by Jacob Idol!

Jacob Idol turns around, and Quinn Harper lashes out with a kick to the midsection, but Jacob Idol catches his foot! He swings Quinn Harper around by the foot, so he's facing the wrong way and off-balance, then grabs his hair and pulls him backwards into an inverted facelock!! He has him right where he wants him for the INVERTED DDT!! Jacob Idol points to his brain and smiles... but Quinn Harper drives an elbow into his midsection, slips his head free, grabs Jacob Idol by the hair, and pulls him fluidly down into the QUINNTESSENCE!! He just hit it out of NOWHERE, and the crowd erupts in stunned cheers! He covers Jacob Idol and hooks the leg, and Harold Brusco counts to THREE!! Quinn Harper retains the VCW Television Title!!

What a victory for "Skyhawk" Quinn Harper! Last week, he defeated Gabriel Black to win the VCW Television Title, and this week he beat Jacob Idol to keep it! We're going to have to stop calling these victories of his upsets! Somehow, on raw talent and agility, Quinn Harper has shown his ability to hang in there with the upper echelon of VCW on two consecutive weeks! Jacob Idol rolls out of the ring, clutching his head as he begins staggering away, and Harold Brusco retrieves the VCW Television Title belt and hands it to Quinn Harper!

Quinn Harper raises the VCW Television Title high to a burst of cheers and camera flashes, and now Heather Dannon's coming out of the backstage entrance! She slides into the ring, and Quinn Harper stops and stares at her, surprised to see her here! Quinn Harper offers a friendly smile and reaches out with a hand... and Heather Dannon jumps forward, throws her arms around him, and plants a huge kiss on his lips!! Both the crowd and Quinn Harper are stunned as Heather Dannon embraces Quinn Harper and practically engulfs his whole face in a clumsy but passionate kiss! We've seen that they've grown pretty close in recent times, but this takes things to a whole different level!!

But someone's coming from backstage... oh, NO! It's CHRIS CHAMPLAIN!! Chris Champlain rushes out of the backstage entrance, carrying a chair WRAPPED IN BARBED WIRE!! Chris Champlain runs to the ring and slides inside just as Heather Dannon finally releases Quinn Harper. Quinn Harper is staring at Heather Dannon, shocked and speechless, and Chris Champlain comes from behind and NAILS HIM SQUARE IN THE BACK WITH THE CHAIR!! Heather Dannon screams, the crowd boos loudly, and Quinn Harper falls forward! His back doesn't have any noticeable scratches on it, so maybe that barbed wire's really dull or maybe he just got lucky, but the fact remains that after this hard-fought title defense, he was just assaulted from behind with a deadly weapon!

Heather Dannon crouches over Quinn Harper and says something to Chris Champlain, and Chris Champlain reaches into his pocket with one hand, then uses it to throw WHITE POWDER IN HER FACE!! Heather Dannon screams again and staggers back, rubbing at her eyes, and Chris Champlain sets the chair down, then begins to pull Quinn Harper into a standing headscissors over it. He's going to give him a piledriver on the chair!! No, come on! Quinn Harper's been back only a few weeks from a severe neck injury, Jacob Idol just worked over his neck for twenty solid minutes, and now Chris Champlain's going to give him a piledriver on a damn barbed wire chair!!

But now someone else is running out of the backstage entrance... TIM BELL!! He runs to the ring, hops up on the apron, and rushes inside! Seeing the immediate threat he poses, Chris Champlain drops Quinn Harper to the side to deal with Tim Bell and rushes him with a clothesline! Tim Bell ducks the clothesline, then grabs Chris Champlain when he turns around and flings him back with an OVERHEAD BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX ON THE BARBED WIRE CHAIR!! The crowd cheers, and when Chris Champlain rolls off of the chair, grimacing in pain, he DOES have several bleeding scratches on his back! It may be worth noting that he landed on the opposite side of the chair than the one that struck Quinn Harper; perhaps the barbs are sharper or positioned better on that side!

Tim Bell hauls Chris Champlain up and tosses him out of the ring to the floor, then goes to check on Heather Dannon. She seems to be fine except for the lingering effects of the powder in her eyes, and next Tim Bell goes to Quinn Harper and helps him to his feet. He's a little bit groggy, but he manages to stand by Tim Bell's side, alert and ready in case Chris Champlain charges the ring again or Desmond comes out to reinforce him! But Chris Champlain just retreats up the ramp, headed backstage to fight another day. As he leaves the ring area, we're going to get comments from the VCW World Champion, Crimson, as he prepares to defend his title against Lars Coverdale!

Ziggy Adderloaf is standing backstage with Crimson, looking reluctant to approach him. Crimson just gives him a disgusted look as he leans against the wall, wearing the VCW World Title.

Crimson: You're here to ask me about the title match with Lars, aren't you?

Ziggy Adderloaf nods.

Crimson: There ain't much to say about it. He walks around and acts hard and pissed off ever since his girlfriend got her brains splattered all over Arizona, but that don't matter. I'm sure he's also pissed off about what I tried to do to his friend Ken Collins, and he's probably gonna try to hurt me, but that don't matter either. You can throw out all the cliches in the world about him: he's really pumped up, he's gonna give it everything he's got, he's in a focused mental state, he'll be running on adrenaline from bell to bell... but it's all a bunch of shit.

Crimson pauses, and Ziggy Adderloaf backs up a step.

Crimson: Same thing goes for Ken Collins. You think I was giving up the match when I tapped out in the California Crossface? Hell, no. I ain't a damn idiot; I SAW that the referee wasn't looking. I figured maybe I'd trick the son of a bitch, get him jumping up and down with his hands in the air thinking he won, then grab his throat when he turned around and stick him on his back. Now, I'll give him credit; he wasn't a damn idiot either, so he held onto the hold. But if the DQ hadn't happened, I was about ten seconds away from grabbing the ropes, getting up, and wringing his fucking neck.

Crimson stops and smirks to himself.

Crimson: Yeah, I guess you do. I know you're gonna try. You think you had me last week. You're pissed off after what I did to that dick-sucking slut you drag around with you. And you're GONNA be pissed off after what I do to your buddy Lars tonight. I know you're gonna get stupid and come after me... and that's fine. I ain't had the chance to put your name down on the Homicide Road Tour yet, and you're long overdue. Next time I see you, I'm gonna grab you around your little throat, pick you up, and slam you down through the ground you're standing on, clear down into Hell itself. And don't you worry about your little girlfriend; it won't take her long to find someone else to spread her legs for after you're gone... if she ain't got someone else already.

Crimson steps away from the wall and starts to walk forward.

Crimson: So just take a look at what happens to Lars tonight. It'll be a little preview of what you're gonna get.

Crimson walks away, and the camera fades out on the backstage scene.

We're back, and "Scarface (Push It To The Limit)" by Paul Engemann begins playing! Lars Coverdale emerges from the backstage entrance to a loud burst of cheers, wearing black tights covered in silver tassels! He jogs to the ring and slides inside, looking ready to go but unusually focused and serious. Despite Crimson's dismissal of Lars's newfound attitude, the fact is that he's had a new focus ever since Spontaneous Combustion. Lars Coverdale has seemed to be singlemindedly devoted to shutting David Wright Hubbard up once and for all, but tonight you have to think he'd love a chance to win the VCW World Title and get some payback on behalf of Ken Collins against Crimson!

But then "Walk" by Pantera begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd boos loudly as the VCW World Champion, Crimson, comes out of the backstage entrance, wearing the title around his waist. There's no doubt that he believes every word we heard from him a few moments ago. This man is so big and so strong that he really doesn't believe Lars Coverdale can hurt him, much less defeat him! But the fact is that Lars Coverdale didn't show up here just to lose, and he's the kind of great athlete who very well could upset Crimson if this match goes his way! Crimson walks to the ring, bored and nonchalant... but when he gets up to the apron, Lars Coverdale comes forward, grabs the ropes, and slingshots himself onto Crimson with a PESCADO BODYPRESS!!

The crowd explodes into cheers, and Crimson goes down under Lars Coverdale! Lars Coverdale hammers Crimson in the face with a series of big right hands, then pulls him up by the hair and takes him head-first into the steel ringsteps! Crimson turns and staggers away, and Lars Coverdale jumps up on the apron, then runs halfway across it and jumps off to clobber Crimson with a double axhandle to the back of the head! Crimson goes down to his hands and knees, and the VCW World Title belt falls off from around his waist! Lars Coverdale's really taking it to the VCW World Champion, and the match hasn't even started yet!

Crimson starts to pull himself up, but Lars Coverdale grabs a headlock on him, facing the ramp, then runs forward and brings him down with a BULLDOG ON THE RAMP! The crowd cheers wildly, and Lars Coverdale gets up, goes over, and grabs the VCW World Title! Crimson starts to get up, grimacing in fury and frustration, and he turns around... and Lars Coverdale LAYS HIM OUT with a belt shot right to the head! Crimson goes down hard on the entrance ramp! Lars Coverdale raises the VCW World Title belt high in the air to a burst of cheers, then sets it over on the apron, goes over and mounts Crimson, then starts choking him!

After several seconds, Crimson finds the strength to throw Lars Coverdale off forcefully and begins standing up. He gets to one knee, but Lars Coverdale grabs him by the hair and starts raining fists into his face! Utterly enraged, Crimson grabs Lars Coverdale tightly around the waist in a bearhug, then stands up and charges forward to smash him back-first into the apron! Caught in Crimson's grip like that, there was nothing Lars Coverdale could do! Crimson releases him, and he starts to slump forward in pain, but Crimson holds him up and whips him towards the guardrail! But Lars Coverdale reverses, and it's Crimson who goes back-first into the rail!

Crimson hits the steel rail and staggers forward, and Lars Coverdale grabs him by the hair and takes him head-first into the steel ringpost! Crimson slumps against the apron, and with some degree of effort Lars Coverdale hauls him up and shoves him into the ring! Crimson starts to get up in the ring, but Lars Coverdale climbs to the apron and goes up to the top turnbuckle! Crimson turns around, right into a FLYING DROPKICK!! Crimson goes down, and with both men now in the ring, Bobcat McGavin can finally call for the bell to officially begin this VCW World Title match!

Crimson's already down from that flying dropkick, a move which is also one of Ken Collins's signature moves! Lars Coverdale goes for the cover, and given the other abuse that Crimson's taken, we could have a new VCW World Champion ALREADY!! Bobcat McGavin counts... but unfortunately Crimson throws a shoulder up at two and a half. With the possible exceptions of Troy Black and Desmond, nobody in VCW can take more punishment before going down than Crimson!

Crimson begins getting to his feet, and Lars Coverdale whips him to the ropes, then runs into the other side and catches Crimson coming off in the middle with a big dropkick! Crimson staggers back, pinwheeling his arms to stay up, and Lars Coverdale rushes forward and sends him staggering back into the ropes with a big forearm to the face! Crimson slumps on the ropes, and Lars Coverdale charges again... but Crimson backdrops him FLINGS HIM OVER THE TOP TO THE FLOOR!! Lars Coverdale wipes out dramatically on the floor, and the crowd boos!

Instead of going out after Lars Coverdale, Crimson decides to take a break, standing there in the ring to clear the cobwebs from his head and regain some energy. Crimson took a pretty intense flurry of punishment before the opening bell, and he's in an unfamiliar situation here, one where he must actually come from behind to regain the advantage in a match! He just takes his time and lets Bobcat McGavin count Lars Coverdale out, but at six Lars is up, and he staggers over and pulls himself up on the apron! He starts getting up on the apron, but Crimson rushes forward and nails him with a BIG BOOT before he can get in!! Lars Coverdale is knocked flying off of the apron to crash against the guardrail on the outside!!

Crimson goes out of the ring to work Lars Coverdale over with some of his usual brawling power offense, then brings him back into the ring to slow the match down. But Lars Coverdale's not willingly going along with that plan, and he keeps mounting comebacks and blocking most of Crimson's most damaging moves! He assails the VCW World Champion with hit and run tactics, keeping him off-guard and unable to unleash his power offense with consistent success. Lars Coverdale knows he can't let Crimson get the upper hand for long, lest he be crushed by the cumulative impact of Crimson's devastating power moves in rapid succession, and he manages to stay out of his grasp!

But despite fatigue and Lars's offense, Crimson remains impossible to put down as the match wears on. When Lars Coverdale brings out the big guns, a superkick from Lars Coverdale just sends him staggering into the ropes, and the Rocker Dropper that follows only gets two and a half! Lars Coverdale steps out to the apron for the Frog Splash, but Crimson's up too quick, and he catches him at the top and press slams him off to the canvas! Lars Coverdale gets up, and Crimson grabs him by the hair and drills him with a kneelift, then grabs him and flings him back to the canvas with a GUTWRENCH SUPLEX!!

The crowd boos, and Lars Coverdale is in trouble as Crimson follows through with more big offense, including several kneelifts in a corner and his deadly full nelson slam. Lars Coverdale is on his last legs as Crimson pulls him into a standing headscissors, then lifts him for a power bomb... but somehow, he finds the strength to counter with a FRANKENSTEINER!! He cradles Crimson's legs, and Crimson kicks out at two, then pops up and charges! But Lars Coverdale ducks a clothesline, pivots, and nails Crimson with a SUPERKICK!! Crimson staggers back into the ropes, then forward, and Lars Coverdale nails him with another SUPERKICK!! Crimson barely keeps his feet this time, pinwheeling his arms and stumbling wildly, and he stumbles forward again... into a THIRD superkick!! Crimson goes down, the crowd erupts, and Lars Coverdale goes for the pin... but Crimson kicks out at two and three-quarters! He couldn't beat the big guy with three superkicks!!

Lars Coverdale gives Crimson a DDT as he gets up and goes for the cover again, but again Crimson gets a shoulder up at two and three-quarters! He just won't stay down for anything! Crimson struggles up to his feet slowly, and Lars Coverdale takes him down with a Rocker Dropper, but when he covers, AGAIN Crimson kicks out at two and three-quarters! Undaunted, Lars Coverdale goes up to the top turnbuckle, then leaps off with the FROG SPLASH!! It connects!! We may crown a new VCW World Champion!! Lars Coverdale hooks a leg, and the crowd counts along with Bobcat McGavin TO TWO AND NINE-TENTHS!! Somehow, Crimson's hanging on!!

Lars Coverdale may be one big move away from winning the VCW World Title... but hold it, someone's coming out of the backstage entrance! It's DAVID WRIGHT HUBBARD!! He's strolling down to the ring, pointing at Lars as he says something in a menacing way, and Lars Coverdale turns and sees him! And now... oh, no, Lars Coverdale slides out of the ring and runs down the ramp to meet him! David Wright Hubbard roars and charges him with a big lariat, but Lars Coverdale ducks! David Wright Hubbard turns around, and Lars Coverdale tags him with a SUPERKICK!! David Wright Hubbard goes down and tumbles all the way down the ramp to ringside!

The crowd would be cheering this beating on, but they realize Lars Coverdale's making a grave mistake by ignoring Crimson! Bobcat McGavin's yelling for him to knock it off and get back in the ring, but Lars Coverdale ignores him and grabs a chair! David Wright Hubbard starts getting up, and Lars Coverdale comes over and just WHACKS HIM IN THE HEAD with the chair! Hubbard goes right back down, and Lars Coverdale stands over him and begins raining blows down on his back and shoulders with the chair! He's assaulting him, and we have to face facts; after David Wright Hubbard seriously injured Lizzie Carter, Lars Coverdale is intent on inflicting an equally serious injury on HIM!!

But Crimson's coming around in the ring, and he slides to the outside. The crowd boos loudly, and a few people try to shout warnings to Lars Coverdale, but he's too focused on dismantling David Wright Hubbard! Crimson starts coming up behind him, and Lars Coverdale whirls to face him, but Crimson rushes forward with a big boot and KICKS THE CHAIR INTO HIS FACE!! Lars Coverdale goes down in a heap, and Bobcat McGavin's actually not calling for the disqualification after that move! It may be the right call; objectively speaking, it really wasn't Crimson's fault that Lars Coverdale had the chair in front of his face!

Crimson grabs Lars Coverdale and rolls him into the ring, then climbs in after him. This match is over except for the call now, but Crimson surely wants to make an example of Lars Coverdale! He grabs him by the throat and lifts him... CHOKESLAM!! That's it, it's over! No, it's not... Crimson turns Lars Coverdale over, snares his arm in his legs, and hooks his head for a CROSSFACE SUBMISSION!! He's using Ken Collins's move on Lars Coverdale! Lars Coverdale squirms feebly in his grasp, but he has absolutely nothing left! After ten or so seconds, he begins weakly tapping out, and Crimson retains the VCW World Title!

Crimson gets up and raises his arms with a victorious bellow as Bobcat McGavin takes the VCW World Title belt from the timekeeper. Crimson snatches the belt away and raises it high in the air, then straps it back around his waist. He remains the VCW World Champion, the most dominant man in the company, but Lars Coverdale was within one or two big moves of victory before he became distracted! Whether he could have reached down and pulled out a little something extra to win this match, we may never know! Crimson stares down at Lars Coverdale with contempt, but on the outside David Wright Hubbard's up! He grabs a microphone and crawls into the ring...

D.W. Hubbard: Crimson! ... Hey, Crimson!

Uh-oh, this could be trouble. After Lars Coverdale beat the hell out of him, David Wright Hubbard doesn't seem all there. He pulls himself weakly to his feet, then stumbles towards Crimson, who's staring at him strangely.

D.W. Hubbard: You know, I didn't always like you very much, but I respect the hell out of you, sir. I wanna thank you for what you just did. That man took a cheap shot at me and tried to whip my ass, and you kicked the chair in his face. You know what, Crimson? You're all right with me. So I wanna put all this bad blood and everything in the past behind us.

Crimson scowls at David Wright Hubbard as he extends his hand, but slowly Crimson reaches out and grabs his hand, then shakes it to a huge round of boos! Crimson and David Wright Hubbard are putting aside their animosity!

D.W. Hubbard: You know what? The hell with this handshake shit. Put 'er there, big guy!

David Wright Hubbard pulls Crimson forward and gives him a big, manly hug, and the crowd boos as Crimson rolls his eyes and reluctantly accepts the hug. After a few seconds, he pulls away and walks over to the ropes, then steps out over the top rope and begins leaving for the backstage entrance. David Wright Hubbard begins following after him.

D.W. Hubbard: Hey, wait up! I tell you what, why don't we fly on back to Texas later in the week? I'll get the ranch all fixed up for company, and my wife makes the best chili soup you ever had! Some people can't make good chili soup. They boil off all the water so it's more like stew, and it's thicker than hell, but Michelle does it right every time. She even puts a little something special in my soup for me. Basically, we'll get a big kettle of chili soup, and some cornbread, and a big ol' pitcher of iced tea. That sound good? Why don't you come on over and visit?

Crimson's just ignoring David Wright Hubbard and trudging up the ramp, and David Wright Hubbard follows him backstage as he rambles into the microphone. He took a pretty hard shot to the head just now, and he's not making a great deal of sense. As trainers come out for Lars Coverdale and ring crew set up the scene for our main event, we're going to take a look backstage at the two teams who are set to participate in our main event, the highly-anticipated Intergender Super Ladder Fat Cat Scramble! Let's look at that now!

Melissa DelArmeggio is sitting on a sofa backstage wearing her usual blue jeans, combat boots, and T-shirt. This time it's a vintage WWF Razor Ramon "oozing machismo" T-shirt. Lance Errington is lying on the sofa, with his head on her lap as she holds an icepack to his forehead. Gabriel Black walks in, dressed in his normal wrestling gear, and looks Melissa DelArmeggio up and down and smiles.

G. Black: If you're going to wear that shirt, you should have greased your hair back and put a toothpick behind your ear too.

Melissa DelArmeggio giggles and gently sets Lance Errington's head aside as she stands up.

M. DelArmeggio: Think of it as a good luck charm for the ladder match. Are you ready for it?

G. Black: Certainly.

Melissa DelArmeggio reaches down and strokes Lance Errington's hair.

M. DelArmeggio: You'll have to carry on without me for a few minutes. Take care of yourself, and don't fall asleep for another few hours, okay? Doctor's orders, and all.

Lance Errington nods, but looks a little bit concerned as he looks up at Melissa.

L. Errington: You know, I was in a ladder match at the last pay-per-view, and it was the most brutal thing I've endured in my life. This match has a silly name... but that ladder they use is huge. It's even bigger than normal, and I'm kinda worried. Please... just don't get hurt out there, all right?

M. DelArmeggio: It'll be okay. Really. And we get to win a big stuffed cat! ... Any chance we can give you a "White Kitten" gimmick after we win, Gabriel?

Gabriel Black gives Melissa DelArmeggio an incredulous stare as he tries not to smile.

G. Black: ... Perish the thought. But let's go. The match begins soon.

Gabriel Black and Melissa DelArmeggio leave the room, and the camera fades out on the backstage scene...

... and fades in on another one. Johnny Smiles and Christina Ellis are dressed to wrestle, and the Pink Kitten is standing by in a pink sweater and black skirt (but still wearing her mask) as she talks to them. Sumiko the stuffed cat is propped up on a beanbag chair nearby.

P. Kitten: It looks like it's about time. Remember, guys... Sumiko's little brother is up there counting on you!

Christina Ellis smiles briefly, but then grows serious.

C. Ellis: Are you sure you'll be okay, Yuri? I don't want to leave you alone in here like this. What if Sadako Momotani comes back?

P. Kitten: Ken and Stacey will stay with me until you guys get back. I think I'll be okay.

Christina Ellis smiles and touches the Pink Kitten's shoulder.

C. Ellis: Good. I can't help but worry about you after seeing what she's done.

P. Kitten: Don't worry. I'll be fine! You're going to be in an Intergender Super Ladder Fat Cat Scramble. You need to focus on having fun!

Christina Ellis's smile grows a little larger.

C. Ellis: I don't think that'll be hard. It's funny. I've gone from wrestling the most dominant women in the world for a pair of prestigious titles to competing in a giant chaotic mess for a large stuffed cat, and I'm actually thrilled about it!

J. Smiles: Well, you should be. I mean, you can't really compare prestigious titles to a large stuffed cat! The large stuffed cat is CLEARLY the better deal!

Christina Ellis nods, but she looks thoughtful.

C. Ellis: But you know, I've never really been in this kind of match before. You have any advice for me, Yuri?

P. Kitten: Um... well, keep away from Gabriel if you can, obviously. Try to use your quickness. Once you have your cat, that's important if you can run up the ramp with it and nobody can stop you. And if you ever see one of them on the ladder, do anything you can to tip it over!

J. Smiles: And don't forget the most valuable piece of advice I gave you last time, Yuri. If you get nervous, pretend that you're out there in your underwear.

P. Kitten: Um... but that only worked for me because Amy tried to pull my pants down. Christina's ring attire is all one piece, so nobody can pull her pants down.

The Pink Kitten gestures to Christina Ellis's one piece singlet, and Johnny Smiles looks her over and scratches his chin.

J. Smiles: You're probably right. I don't think that advice is so good for her.

C. Ellis: Well, what if a strap breaks and one of my breasts pops out?

J. Smiles: Then to be honest with you, I'll be so busy staring like the immature hormonally-driven nincompoop that I am that we'll surely lose the match anyway, so it's a moot point.

Christina Ellis frowns.

C. Ellis: That's no good. I think you need some extra motivation to make sure you stay focused on the match, Johnny.

Johnny Smiles just looks at her, puzzled, and Christina Ellis looks at the Pink Kitten with a conspirational grin, as if expecting something. The Pink Kitten just giggles and looks down at her feet.

C. Ellis: Don't you think he might need some extra motivation, Yuri?

Christina Ellis nudges the Pink Kitten, and she smiles shyly and puts a hand on Johnny's shoulder.

P. Kitten: Well, um... Johnny, after you guys win the match... I-I'll flash my b-breasts at you. Okay?

Johnny Smiles turns to her with a startled grin.

J. Smiles: You'll WHAT?

The Pink Kitten smiles again, but can't keep eye contact with Johnny Smiles and looks away again.

C. Ellis: You heard her. Now between THAT and a big stuffed cat, you should be more focused for this match than anything before in your LIFE. Think you're ready now!?

J. Smiles: Darn right I am! Except... wait. If the match goes to a draw somehow, would you at least flash me ONE breast, since it's kinda like halfway to winning? Or is this an all-or-nothing type deal?

The Pink Kitten giggles and shakes her head.

P. Kitten: No! You have to win!

Christina Ellis rolls her eyes, also laughing, and shoves Johnny Smiles towards the door of the room.

C. Ellis: Shut up and let's go to the ring, okay? Focus!!

J. Smiles: All right, all right! Believe me, I couldn't be any more focused if I was a camera and I had a little adjustment knob over the lens!

Christina Ellis gives him a strange look.

C. Ellis: And that metaphor couldn't be any clumsier if its name was Jorge Gonzalez and it was wrestling the Undertaker in a furry muscle suit at Wrestlemania IX.

J. Smiles: Now you're the one who's not focused! Let's go! Onward! There's a big stuffed cat out there waiting for us!

Johnny Smiles leads the way out of the room, and Christina Ellis follows him as the Pink Kitten watches them go.

P. Kitten: Good luck, guys! ... ... I think.

The Pink Kitten sighs and giggles as she flops down on the beanbag chair next to Sumiko.

P. Kitten: Oh, Sumiko... what have I DONE!?

The Pink Kitten smiles and snuggles up to Sumiko, and the camera fades out on the backstage scene.

We're back, and we're ready to go ahead with the second-ever Intergender Super Ladder Fat Cat Scramble! The first match was a truly epic piece of VCW history, the most innovative and outrageous match in the history of VCW... and that's saying something, given that VCW has also hosted a Hamburger Hill Bring Your Own Beer Match, an Indecent Exposure Match, and a Bikini Bronco Buster Match in its history! But this match is truly the one that tops them all, and tonight, we'll watch as Gabriel Black and Melissa DelArmeggio face Johnny Smiles and Christina Ellis, in an attempt to recapture the magic of the first match, with so much personal pride on the line this time!

The rules remain the same. Two large stuffed cats are hung from the ceiling. One is sky-blue for Johnny Smiles and Christina Ellis, and the other is white for Gabriel Black and Melissa DelArmeggio. They're hung up so high that a regular ladder isn't sufficient to reach them; instead, there's a huge extra-tall super ladder in the aisle. Then there are two thick, massive king-sized beds set up at the top of the ramp, below the ViolenTron: a sky-blue bed for Johnny Smiles and Christina Ellis, and a white bed for Gabriel Black and Melissa DelArmeggio. In order to win the match, one must grab the stuffed cat that belongs to his or her team, and place it on the bed of a matching color. This is the only means to victory, and it will necessarily be the goal of both teams tonight.

"Denial" by Sevendust begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd boos loudly as Gabriel Black and Melissa DelArmeggio come out of the backstage entrance and begin heading to the ring! Depending on how you look at it, they may actually be at a disadvantage in this match. Granted, it's hard to EVER say that Gabriel Black is at a disadvantage in any match, period... but the fact is, Johnny Smiles has wrestled in one of these matches before, whereas nobody else in this match has. Gabriel Black has competed in ladder matches before, but never with such a large ladder, and never one in which you have to take the object you retrieve from the ladder to a second location! If there is any way in which Johnny Smiles can be considered to hold an advantage in that regard, it's exactly that; this IS Johnny's match, as Gabriel said at the top of the show!

Gabriel Black and Melissa DelArmeggio enter the ring, and Gabriel Black stares up into the rafters at the large cats hanging high overhead. He looks a little dizzy, then says something to Melissa DelArmeggio, but she puts a hand on his shoulder and says something back with a smile. We know damn well that Melissa DelArmeggio, more than anybody else, is NOT scared of heights. Despite her lack of experience, she should do well in this match; it's exactly the sort of challenge she has thrived on so many times in her career!

And now "Degenerated" by the Lone Rangers begins playing, and the crowd explodes into cheers as Johnny Smiles and Christina Ellis come out of the backstage entrance! They're in high spirits, and they're not showing any signs of nervousness at all. Johnny Smiles has been here before, and with the Pink Kitten and their other friends no doubt watching eagerly, along with the vast sea of supporters in the crowd, they have a lot of people cheering them on. Johnny Smiles thrives on the cheers of the crowd and matches like this one, and there's no doubt he'll give this the best performance he has! For her part, Christina Ellis seems eager to experience the same magic that her partner Yuri Sonoda did earlier this summer.

They enter the ring and climb inside, and the mood gets a little bit edgier as they stare across the ring at Gabriel Black and Melissa DelArmeggio. Gabriel hates Johnny, and Melissa hates Christina, and despite Gabriel Black's assurances to Lance Errington earlier, they didn't choose this match for fun; they chose it to hurt and humiliate Johnny Smiles and Christina Ellis. Jerry Rogers will be the referee, but honestly his only job here is to call it when one of the cats ends up on the appropriate bed. And now he calls for the bell, and that'll begin this big main event match!

At the bell sounds, Melissa DelArmeggio flies at Christina Ellis with a big right hand, but Christina ducks! Christina Ellis hammers Melissa with a series of forearms that back her into the ropes, then sends her spilling to the outside with a big dropkick! Meanwhile, Johnny Smiles has taken the upper hand in a slugfest with Gabriel, and he whips him to the ropes, but Gabriel Black reverses! He tries a backdrop on Johnny Smiles when he comes off, but Johnny leapfrogs over him, runs into the ropes on the other side, and comes off with a high cross body that takes Gabriel Black down when he turns around!

Melissa DelArmeggio starts getting up on the outside, but Christina Ellis runs forward and knocks her back down with a baseball slide! Christina Ellis goes out of the ring, grabs Melissa DelArmeggio by the hair, and takes her head-first into the ring apron, then begins going up the ramp! She grabs the super ladder from the ramp, lifts it with some effort, and carries it over to the ring, then slides it inside! Johnny Smiles is still brawling with Gabriel Black and faring pretty well, so maybe she wants to end it early! Christina Ellis jumps up on the apron and prepares to climb into the ring, but Melissa DelArmeggio grabs her ankle and tugs sharply, and Christina Ellis falls off the apron and bumps her face on it on the way down!

Back in the ring, Johnny Smiles hooks Gabriel Black in a front chancery, but Melissa DelArmeggio slides into the ring behind him and trips him! Gabriel Black reverses his move into a vertical suplex of his own, and the crowd boos as they take the advantage! Gabriel Black pulls Johnny Smiles up into a standing headscissors for a piledriver, and Melissa DelArmeggio turns to get the ladder... but now Johnny Smiles counters Gabriel Black's move with a backdrop, then goes over to Melissa DelArmeggio just as she bends over near the ladder, and puts a leg over her head for a ROCKER DROPPER ON THE LADDER!! The crowd cheers loudly, and Melissa DelArmeggio flops to the canvas!

Johnny Smiles hoists the huge ladder across his shoulders, then begins to spin with it sticking out at either side, like an airplane propeller! Gabriel Black gets up, but one end of the ladder spins around just in time to catch him on the forehead! He staggers back into the ropes, then comes off, just in time for the other end of the ladder to spin and crack him in the head! Gabriel Black goes down, and Melissa DelArmeggio pulls herself up off of the mat, but the spinning ladder also knocks her down! Johnny Smiles takes the ladder off of his shoulders and sets it up under the cats, then goes to climb it... but stops and stumbles back, holding his head, after the first rung! He made himself too dizzy with his spinning to climb the ladder!

Gabriel Black starts to get up, but Johnny Smiles whips him into a corner of the ring! Gabriel Black hits the turnbuckles back-first, and Johnny Smiles charges in after him with a dropkick! Gabriel Black rocks back in the corner, and Johnny Smiles steps back, then comes forward and dropkicks him in the chest again! And then he grabs his legs and drags him out of the corner... but instead of going for his usual jackknife pinning hold, he falls back while holding Gabriel Black's legs, catapulting him right into the ladder! Gabriel Black collides face-first with the ladder and goes down... but the ladder also tips over! Melissa DelArmeggio's just now getting to her feet, hunched over a little, and the ladder falls down and hits her right across the shoulders, knocking her back down!

Christina Ellis is crawling back into the ring now, and she tilts the ladder up again so it's standing again, then begins to climb it! Gabriel Black gets to his feet, but Johnny Smiles grabs him from behind in a COBRA CLUTCH!! The crowd cheers, and Christina Ellis continues her ascent, but Melissa DelArmeggio's getting back up again! She looks up and sees Christina Ellis halfway up the ladder, but Johnny Smiles yells "LOOK OUT!" and Christina Ellis looks back and then a split second later dives off of the middle of the huge ladder onto Melissa DelArmeggio with a big MOONSAULT BODYPRESS!! Melissa DelArmeggio goes down, and the crowd cheers again!

Gabriel Black's flailing frantically in the cobra clutch, but there's no escape! He can't break it, and even if he gets to the ropes or manages to catch Johnny in a pinning situation, it will do him no good here! Meanwhile, Christina Ellis dumps Melissa DelArmeggio out of the ring, then begins climbing the ladder! She's making her ascent, going up... up... up... and she's at the top of the dizzying heights of the ladder! She starts fumbling with the clasps at the top... and THE BLUE CAT DROPS!! Christina Ellis just liberated the blue cat, and it falls down to the mat next to the ladder! The crowd erupts in cheers of elation!! It does not land on its feet, but it seems to be no worse for the landing.

Christina Ellis begins coming down from the ladder, grinning widely, but Melissa DelArmeggio's up, and she quickly slides into the ring behind Christina Ellis! This time, Johnny Smiles is too intent on struggling to contain a fiercely thrashing and kicking Gabriel Black in the cobra clutch, and he doesn't see it to warn her! Melissa DelArmeggio comes up from behind Christina Ellis, ascends the first five rungs of the ladder, and clobbers her in the back! Christina Ellis is stunned, and Melissa DelArmeggio grabs her from behind and brings her down with a BELLY-TO-BACK SUPERPLEX FROM THE FIFTH RUNG!!

The crowd boos loudly, and upon hearing the crash Johnny Smiles releases the cobra clutch and rushes over to tackle Melissa DelArmeggio with a SPEAR!! He cut her off, but the damage has been done to poor Christina Ellis, who's laid out in the ring! Johnny Smiles pulls Melissa DelArmeggio up, but she cuts him off with an elbow to the ribs, then stands up as Johnny Smiles is doubled over, and hits him when he straightens up with the BACK BRAIN KICK!! Johnny Smiles topples forward and collapses!

Melissa DelArmeggio grins, then goes over to the ladder and begins to climb! Johnny Smiles and Christina Ellis are both down, and Gabriel Black's just starting to come around after he was nearly knocked out by the cobra clutch! Melissa DelArmeggio is climbing, and Christina Ellis is getting up! Christina Ellis gets to her feet and goes to tip over the ladder, but Gabriel Black pulls himself to his feet, and grabs her from behind, and brings her down with an INVERTED DDT!!

The crowd boos, and Melissa DelArmeggio is at the top now, messing with the clasps holding the white cat at the top... but Johnny Smiles is up at the opposite side of Gabriel, and he rushes the ladder and SHOVES IT OVER!! Melissa DelArmeggio falls clear from the top of that HUGE ladder to sail well over the top rope and CRASH THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS' TABLE ON THE FLOOR!! GOOD GOD!! The crowd gives a stunned pop and then a huge chant of "HOLY SHIT!", and Gabriel Black and Johnny Smiles both just stop immediately and stare in horror! That ladder's around twelve to fourteen feet tall, and the ring's another three or four feet off the ground; she fell at LEAST sixteen feet through that table! Whether you like Melissa DelArmeggio or not, that was a terrible thing to happen!!

Gabriel Black turns to Johnny Smiles, and the camera is close enough to see his lower jaw actually trembling and pick it up when he says "She's gotta be dead..." in a soft voice. Gabriel Black and Johnny Smiles immediately roll out of the ring, and Christina Ellis climbs out after them as they go over the wreckage of the table. Gabriel Black is actually in tears as he kneels beside Melissa and takes her hand, and at least she's able to squeeze his hand in return and pat him on the wrist. Johnny Smiles and Christina Ellis look at little bit sick as they stare down at her, and now more people are coming out of the backstage entrance. A team of medics is pushing out a stretcher, and Troy Black and "Superstar" Sean Black are walking out with them, both looking very serious.

The medics come over and load Melissa DelArmeggio onto the stretcher, putting her in a neckbrace. Troy Black is holding her hand, talking to her, and Sean Black says a few things to him, then turns to Gabriel Black and speaks to him as well. After that, Sean Black says something to Johnny Smiles and Christina Ellis, who both nod gravely. The medics begin pushing the stretcher away, and Sean Black and Troy Black are leaving with them... and Gabriel Black turns with a ruthless, angry shout and cuts Johnny Smiles down with a sudden clothesline!

The crowd boos, and Gabriel Black goes berserk, stomping and kicking at Johnny Smiles! The match really, REALLY should be called off now, but Gabriel Black is so driven by his hatred of Johnny Smiles that he's willing to continue even in the face of this disaster!! Melissa DelArmeggio's leaving the ring on a damn stretcher, and she may never be the same again, and all Gabriel Black can focus on is assaulting Johnny Smiles!! Christina Ellis stares in shock for a few seconds, then grabs the ring bell! Gabriel Black doesn't even notice her, and she comes up behind him and CLOBBERS him over the head with it!

Gabriel Black goes down, and Christina Ellis helps Johnny Smiles up. Both of them stare at Gabriel Black as he begins struggling up, and then exchange a glance and nod. Johnny Smiles grabs Gabriel Black and rolls him into the ring, then climbs in after him. Gabriel Black somehow gets to his feet and charges Johnny Smiles with a series of punches, but Christina Ellis slides in behind him and dropkicks him in the back! Gabriel Black stumbles forward, and Johnny Smiles lifts him across his shoulders, then drops him with the SMILEDRIVER!! The crowd cheers, and Christina Ellis grabs the cat and begins heading up the ramp with it! They're gonna get this match over with now!

But meanwhile, the stretcher has stopped in front of the backstage entrance, and there appears to be some sort of argument with the medics and VCW officials. It's hard to say what the trouble is from afar, but when Christina Ellis gets closer and the camera angle shifts, it looks like Melissa DelArmeggio is actually struggling on the stretcher!! Christina Ellis slows down and stares in shock as she gets up the ramp, and somehow Melissa DelArmeggio is actually moving and struggling with enough energy that she pulls herself free from the restrains on the stretcher and sits up! The crowd offers a mixture of cheers and boos... but those change to all boos when she charges down the ramp in a strange, hobbling run and TACKLES CHRISTINA ELLIS TO THE RAMP!! Somehow, against ALL probability, Melissa DelArmeggio is up and fighting!!

Back in the ring, Johnny Smiles is staring in shock too... but Gabriel Black crawls up behind him and nails him with a LOW BLOW!! The crowd boos again, and now Gabriel Black sets the ladder up so that it's leaning on the second turnbuckle in a corner! He carries Johnny Smiles over to that corner and sets him up on the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd, then steps out onto the apron on the other side! Gabriel pulls Johnny Smiles into a standing headscissors, grins, and takes down the straps of his singlet... oh, no! He's looking for a top-rope power bomb on the ladder!! He lifts... but Johnny blocks, and counters it with a TOP-ROPE BACKDROP!! Gabriel Black crashes down back-first on the ladder and howls in pain, and the crowd erupts in cheers!

On the ramp, Melissa DelArmeggio is in control of Christina Ellis, and she brings her down with a bodyslam on the steel ramp! Christina's down, and Melissa DelArmeggio goes over and grabs the blue cat, less than fifteen or twenty feet away from its bed! She's actually carrying it over towards the bed... what's she doing!? If she sets THAT cat on the blue bed, she gives the match to the other team!! She walks up to the blue bed... and walks PAST it, to one of the sides of the ViolenTron! With one arm around the cat, she begins climbing the ViolenTron, and the crowd's boos are muted by apprehension of what could happen! Melissa DelArmeggio is ascending the ViolenTron with the other team's cat!! She's gonna stash it up there so they can't get it!

Christina Ellis gets up and stares up at her, then goes over to the opposite side of the ViolenTron and begins climbing up as well! Melissa DelArmeggio makes it to the top first, and she wedges the blue cat in between two beams of the scaffold at the top of the ViolenTron, then looks up just as Christina Ellis makes it to the top! Christina Ellis gets up and walks gingerly across the top towards Melissa, afraid of the height they're at, but Melissa DelArmeggio goes over to meet her! Christina Ellis throws a punch, but Melissa DelArmeggio absorbs it and returns fire, and Christina Ellis is too terrified to fight back with any effectiveness!

Christina Ellis goes down to one knee from the blows, and Melissa DelArmeggio grabs her and THROWS HER OFF!! No, Christina Ellis catches onto the beam! Christina Ellis is dangling by one hand above the white bed, fifteen or twenty feet in the air, and Melissa DelArmeggio smiles above her, then steps on her fingers! Johnny Smiles has left the ring, and he's running up the ramp, but he's way too late to do any good as Christina Ellis loses her grip and screams in mortal terror as she FALLS ONTO THE WHITE BED!! Even with a cushioned place to land, that's still a long way to fall!!

The bed obviously cushions Christina's fall somewhat, and Melissa DelArmeggio glares down at her, then pulls her Razor Ramon T-shirt off over her head to reveal a blue bra, throws the shirt aside, and signals for the Frog Splash!! The crowd forgets whose side she's on and gives an explosion of cheers, and she leaps with a FROG SPLASH FROM THE TOP OF THE VIOLENTRON!! But Johnny's there now, and he pulls Christina Ellis OFF of the white bed, and Melissa DelArmeggio's frog splash connects with nothing but white mattress!! She lands, bounces into the air, and flops off of the bed clutching her arms over her chest both because of the impact of her missed landing and because she seems to have fallen out of her bra in the process!

The crowd's cheering, and Johnny Smiles and Christina Ellis exchange a brief glance... but back in the ring, Gabriel Black's not only up on his feet, he has the ladder set up and he's about halfway up! Johnny Smiles looks over and sees it, and begins frantically charging up the ramp to try and stop him, but Gabriel Black gets up to the top and begins fumbling with the clasps on the cat! Johnny Smiles slides into the ring just as the white cat drops! He gets to his feet, sees that the cat has dropped, and hesitates for a second... and in that second, Gabriel Black comes off the top with a FLYING AXHANDLE FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER!! Johnny Smiles goes down to a limp heap, and Gabriel Black drops to the mat, gritting his teeth and clutching one of his knees!

Back over at the top of the ramp, Christina Ellis is climbing up the ViolenTron beam again to retrieve the blue cat. Melissa DelArmeggio's up and properly decent again, but she's way too far away to stop her! She watches as Christina Ellis grabs the blue cat, then throws it down at the blue bed... but Melissa DelArmeggio jumps on the blue bed and tackles the cat out of the air to the ramp, so it does NOT land on the blue bed! The match isn't over yet!

Melissa DelArmeggio turns and begins carrying the blue cat down the ramp back to the ring again, to a huge round of boos from the crowd, and Christina Ellis is way too slow climbing down the ViolenTron to even think about stopping her! Melissa DelArmeggio takes the blue cat back into the ring, and now Christina Ellis is rushing down the aisle after her! Gabriel Black's getting up with a slight limp now, and Johnny Smiles is just starting to get to his feet! Melissa DelArmeggio goes over to Gabriel Black, and he looks concerned and says something to her... but while he's distracted for a second, Johnny Smiles rushes them with a sudden burst of energy and bowls them over with a double clothesline!!

All of them are down now! Melissa DelArmeggio starts to get up, but Christina Ellis comes up from outside and pulls her out under the bottom rope! Johnny Smiles rolls over, grabs the blue cat, and slides out of the ring with it, then starts carrying it up the ramp! But Gabriel Black's up only a second behind him, and he starts chasing after Johnny Smiles... and even with his limp, he's a little faster without a large, unwieldy stuffed cat slowing him down! He lunges at Johnny Smiles, but stumbles along the way and just barely manages to catch the back of Johnny's pants with one hand!

Johnny Smiles tries to press on, but his pants just come down a little bit in the back, leaving him half-mooning the crowd, and he stumbles down to his hands and knees! Gabriel Black's not letting go... but then Christina Ellis comes up behind him and grabs HIS singlet, which is bunched down around his waist after he took his straps down earlier, and pulls on it from behind so it comes down in the back, exposing his bare posterior as well! The crowd doesn't seem quite as delighted with this scenario as they were when it was Amy Lin and Yuri Sonoda who were unwillingly mooning them, but Gabriel Black does let go of Johnny Smiles in shock!

Johnny Smiles scrambles to his feet, pulls up his pants, grabs the cat, and starts heading up again, but behind him Gabriel Black is also up, and he's visibly angry at Christina Ellis! Gabriel Black knees Christina Ellis in the midsection, then lifts her in a rear gutwrench for the Destiny Driver!! Johnny's not far from the bed at all, and this match is his to win, but when he looks up and sees Gabriel Black about to hurt Christina Ellis on the ViolenTron, he quickly drops the blue cat, turns around, and rushes them, bowling them both over with a wild tackle just before Gabriel Black can execute the move!!

As they all go down, Melissa DelArmeggio hustles past them, carrying the white cat up the ramp in an awkward fireman's carry! Johnny Smiles looks up and sees that, and rushes after her in a frenzy! He reaches out desperately, paws at her back, and grabs the strap of Melissa's bra, but that breaks and comes off in his hand! Melissa DelArmeggio stumbles forward, clutching the white cat tightly in front of herself, and falls FACE-FIRST ONTO THE WHITE BED, ON TOP OF THE CAT!! Jerry Rogers calls for the bell! It's over!!

The crowd boos loudly, and back on the ramp Gabriel Black looks up from the floor of the ramp with an exhausted, triumphant smile as he pulls his singlet back up to waist level in the back. Gabriel Black and Melissa DelArmeggio just defeated Johnny Smiles and Christina Ellis is a long, grueling battle! Melissa DelArmeggio fell nearly twenty feet off of a ladder and somehow came back to win this match! She's curled up on the bed in a state of pain and exhaustion, clutching the white stuffed cat to her bare chest tightly, and Gabriel Black stands up and stumbles back with a limp, then raises his hands in victory! He set out to beat Johnny Smiles at his own game, and damn it, the son of a bitch did exactly what he was planning to do!!

Johnny Smiles stops and stares up and the ViolenTron for a few seconds, then turns back around to Gabriel Black! Gabriel Black catches his look and starts backing towards the ring, but Johnny Smiles charges at him and mows him down with a clothesline! Gabriel Black crashes down on the ramp, then starts to get up, but Johnny Smiles lifts him in a fireman's carry position! He spins with him... SMILEDRIVER ON THE RAMP!! The crowd explodes into cheers, and Gabriel Black is laid out!

Johnny Smiles goes over and helps Christina Ellis, then grabs the blue cat and raises it high in the air to another burst of cheers from the crowd! Christina Ellis is visibly upset, nearly in tears as she says something to Johnny Smiles, but Johnny Smiles hands her the blue cat with a smile, then raises her hands as the crowd cheers again! Despite losing this match, they gave their best effort here tonight, and Johnny Smiles at least seems to realize that they were part of a very special event! Gabriel Black and Melissa DelArmeggio are the winners of the second Intergender Super Ladder Fat Cat Scramble, but the war between Johnny Smiles and Gabriel Black, and the animosity between Melissa DelArmeggio and Christina Ellis, is far from over! After this spectacular, history-making contest, we've really seen it all! We're out of time tonight! Make sure you join us next week!!

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