Slaughter4

TanK	-vs-	Cham Pain
	~VS~ Main Event NON-title
As the Roughkut cameras roll, the scene opens to a thunderous applause from the sold out RoughKut arena. A loud blast just about fills the entire arena with smoke and a spectacular lazer-light show of all colors zap in every possible direction. The camera pans across the cheering fans and then settles on our announcers- Miles Wright and sluggish as always Bruce Charming. MW: Welcome to another Slaughter! BC: You ain't just whistling Dixie! There is some heavy tension in the locker room, a slaughter it shall be! MW: Boy, you're talk-a-tive tonight, Bruce. What gives? BC: (Singing) When my dreamboat…. MW: (Ahem) Well last week we had a lot of surprises one being a young lady who made her way into the arena. She's still stirring up controversy if nothing else. None the less, we have an awesome card for you tonight. Our world champion Cham Pain will give TanK a little non-title revenge action while Syn battles it against Jake Metal who's still upset about his guitar being missing. SyN claims to have it but other sources say it wasn't him. Marcus Rosario and FiveStar are scheduled for action tonight. And we have two new comers going at it; the action just doesn't stop here! BC: (Fixing his hair) How do I look, Miles? MW: This ain't Vanity Fair, Bruce and I don't judge men. What's your angle anyway here? BC: There was a note on my dressing room door, it was from "her". She wants an exclusive interview with me tonight. MW: So what? BC: In MY dressing room alone with no cameramen! YAY! MW: Be my guest, Bruce. Well on the way to the ring are our two rookies showing off their goods. David Van Ramrock's music blares over the stereo system as he makes his way to the ring. He offers his hand gestures to the fans along the guardrails and he is greeted by boos and fans trying to hit him. He gives a cocky pose and steps into the ring to wait for KbK also known as Kold Blooded Killa. KBK makes his way to the ring as his music plays and he runs straight into the ring and goes to work on Ramrock. The bell rings and the two men are broken up by the ref and then they lock up. Already, KBK grabs Ramrock into a headlock. Ramrock pushes KBK off into the ropes and takes him down with a shoulder toss. KBK stands with help from Ramrock as he scoops him up for a slam. KBK has enough as he drives a kick into the gut of DVR. As DVR leans over in pain KBK plants an elbow into his back. KBK whips DVR into the ropes and bends down only to have DVR's boot introduced to his face. MW: Not a smart move by KBK, it looks like Ramrock has the advantage now. BC: (Singing) Someone to kiss, someone to mih-hiss, WHEN WE"RE AWAY, HERE AND ABISS!! MW: Oh please! Sit down, Bruce! BC: My ass is in love, Miles! It can't sit! MW: Lord! Back to the action… DVR is still in command as he sends KBK to the mat with a missile dropkick from the top rope. KBK stands and staggers a bit before Ramrock puts him back with a short arm clothesline. The fans can't decide whom to hate more as KBK stands once again and blocks a punch from DVR. DVR is stunned as KBK emits a flurry of punches and kicks to the torso and abdomen of DVR. KBK is backing DVR into the ropes and KBK lays a haymaker on DVR that sends him over the top rope to the floor. KBK slides under the ropes after DVR as the ref madly tries to get them back in the ring. The ref begins to count. KBK picks DVR up and slams him on the mat. DVR stands to his feet and dodges a ram attempt by KBK and sends him into the metal stairs. The ref has reached number 5. The two men seem to ignore the ref as KBK gets up and the two men exchange blows. MW: This is turning into a brawl not a wrestling match. BC: Yeah, this is pretty cool, GO RAMROCK! MW: This good mood of yours is scaring me, Bruce. Whoa! Ramrock just knocked over the Spanish announcer's table.. with KBK's head! DVR is back in control as he lifts KBK into a suplex on to the already destroyed announcer table. The ref has reached 8. KBK stands to try to climb into the ring but is pulled back by DVR as DVR pummels KbK while he's down. The ref has reached 9….10!! The ref calls for the bell as Ramrock continues his assault until the officials run down to separate them. MW: Well, an unexpected ending to a great match. BC: I dig that Ramrock guy. Anyways, is my hair ok, Miles? MW: (Shakes his head) Next up on the list is the three way match that was set up for no particular reason. Eric Richardson claims "greatness" in his own special way and has said he will beat both men with ease. BC: Yeah, Eric governs, he's fu.. MW: Hold it, Bruce. This ain't UPN. But anyway, governs? BC: Yeah, governs. Eric's word for "rules". MW: Oh, I see. Well let's see if Eric will "govern" this match tonight. He claims to have beaten some huge names in this sport. BC: Is my cologne too strong? Submitted Match MW: Alrighty ladies and gentlemen, its time for the three-way matchup! It's gonna be Smasher, Eric Richardson, and Komatose going at it until one man has his shoulders pinned to the mat for three seconds. Bruce, I hear you and Eric have a bond together.. BC: Yeah. We govern. MW: Govern? BC: Govern. MW: Riiiight. Suddenly, Eric Richardson's theme blares, and out he comes, sporting his usual wrestling attire. He takes a sip of his bottled water, and then tosses it into the crowd. BC: GO ERIC! WHOOOO! MW: Keep in mind folks, to win this match, you must pin one of your two opponents. This match is very tricky. You don't have to be pinned to lose. BC: Gimme an E! MW: What? BC: Gimme an R! MW: What? BC: Gimme an I! MW: Huh? BC: Gimme a C! MW: Oh brother. BC: What does it spell!? ERIC!! MW: Bruce, will you please sit down? Eric makes his way into the ring, and raises his hands in the air, only to get boos from the crowd. Eric shrugs his shoulders, as Smasher's theme begins to play. MW: Don't look now, but here comes SMASHER, a rising competitor here in RoughKut Wrestling. BC: BOOOO! YOU GOT NUTHIN! GO ERIC! GO ERIC! IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY! GET BUSY! Smasher makes his entrance into the ring, and Miles pulls a dancing Bruce Charming back into his seat. MW: Will you sit down, Bruce? You're embarrassing me! For god's sakes, man. BC: Blah. Smasher gets into the ring, and rests in the corner opposite of Eric's. No sooner does Smasher get in the ring, then Komatose's theme hits, and the crowd erupts with cheers. Out comes Komatose. MW: And here comes the only good guy in this match, KOMATOSE! BC: TOMATOES!! MW: The names is KOMATOSE, not TOMATOES, Bruce. BC: You say KOMA(y)TOSE, I say toma(h)toes... let's call the whole thing off. MW: Oh brother.. Komatose climbs up on the apron, and immediately, Smasher comes charging at him. Thinking fast, Komatose puts a leg through the ropes, and knees Smasher in the stomach. Smasher doubles over, with his neck hanging over the top rope. Komatose takes advantage of it, and gives him an inverted neckbreaker onto the ropes. Smasher falls back, and grabs his neck with both hands, while kicking the mat. MW: Ouch. That's gotta hurt! BC: Go Eric! Eric stands in the corner, and after seeing what happened, he slides to the ground, next to Smasher, and begins choking him. MW: That's not right! BC: Whoooo! Komatose walks along the apron, UN noticed by Eric or Smasher (who's face is turning a bright shade of blue) and climbs to the nearest turnbuckle. He scales it, pad by pad, and then he leaps into the air, going for a huge elbow drop. As soon as he takes off, Eric looks up, and spots Komatose, so he rolls out of the way, so an already hurt Smasher gets a big elbow to the side of his skull. CLUNK! Smasher is out of it. BC: ERIC GOVERNS! MW: Smasher has really started off on the wrong foot here! He may be unconscious! BC: Who cares? GO ERIC! Komatose gets up to look at who he landed on, and notices that he didn't get Eric. Suddenly, Eric wraps his arm around his neck, and BOOM! Inverted DDT! Eric quickly gets up, and notices that everyone is out. MW: Eric Richardson could be the winner here! BC: Whooo!! Let's have a toast, shall we? MW: No Bruce. No. Eric covers Komatose. Ref: 1! Ref: 2! Smasher breaks up the count, as he pulled himself to his feet, and gave an axehandle smash to Eric's back. MW: Two and a half, there, folks. Very close! BC: SMASHER CHEATED! He knows darn well that The Axehandle is an illegal move! MW: No it's not, Bruce! BC: Oh. Smasher gets on all fours, and begins making his way to his feet. Eric quickly meets him to his feet, just as Komatose begins to rise. Eric gives Smasher a few overhand punches to Smasher, that send him into the ropes. Eric Irish Whip's Smasher to the other side of the ring, where Komatose is waiting. Komatose waits there, ready to suplex him, but is met with a kick to chest from Smasher, that sends him over the top rope, and out of the ring. MW: A little offense from Smasher here! BC: Eric meant to do that. Smasher comes back, running at Eric, and gives him a powerful clothesline, which sends him to the ground. Eric jumps back to his feet, and is met with a few punches to the head, which makes him stumble backwards a bit. Eric then regains sense, and starts slugging it out with Smasher. MW: We got an all out street fight on our hands! Komatose begins walking around the ring, looking for a good time to jump into the ring, and make his move. Meanwhile, Eric and Smasher still beat on each other. Komatose decides to slide into the ring. He turns both of them facing him, and kicks them each in the stomach, and gives deadly double DDT! CRACK! The crowd roars. MW: Well it looked like Smasher was gonna turn this thing around for himself, but Komatose came back! Komatose hops up to his feet. He takes a quick look at his situation, and decided to pin Eric Richardson. MW: He's got Eric pinned! BC: Don't worry... Eric's fuggin great.. he'll kick out Ref: 1! Smasher gets to his knees. Ref: 2! Smasher crashes ontop of Komatose, breaking up the count. MW: Near fall! BC: Told ya... MW: If it wasn't for Smasher, Komatose woulda won it! Bruce: What--Ever! Smasher and Komatose start slugging it out, trading blows... Komatose winds up, and BAM! He catches Smasher in the jaw, for the last punch of the street fight. Smasher leans against the ropes, and then Komatose takes a few steps back, and charges Smasher. Smasher gets a huge clothesline, that sends him sailing over the top rope, and landing hard on his back, on the cold concrete. MW: Yo! He almost landed right in our laps there, Bruce! BC: But look at Eric Richardson! MW: Uh - oh! Turn around, Komatose! Turn around! The crowd goes wild, screaming at Komatose to turn around. He does, and is met with a boot to the stomach, and a chicken wing piledriver! BC: Ticket To Hell! MW: That's Richardson's finisher! Eric Richardson keeps the piledriver and pinning position, as the ref counts. Ref: 1! Smasher gets to his feet, and slowly attempts to get his sense back, and stop the count. Ref: 2!! Smasher slowly slides in the ring, not completely 100% in his head. BC: Three!! Eric Wins! YaY!! Smasher tries to break up the count, but is just short, as the ref had already hit his hand to the mat for a third time. Eric Richardson is the winner! The crowd erupts with boos and hisses. BC: Yippee!! MW: Folks, Eric Richardson has just won the three-way dance, after a long, hard fought battle from all three sides. We'll be right back after these messages from our sponsors! MW: Next up is going to be SyN versus Jake Metal. Jake's on his way to the ring now. BC: Man he looks like crap! MW: Be nice! He looks a little down. Jake Metal walks down to ringside with a long face and a ragged appearance. He mopes into the ring oddly with no music playing. His depression over his lost rare guitar has caused him to listen to no music at all. He doesn't bother to stretch on the ropes before SyN's music hits the PA system. SyN paces down to the ring with an evil smile greeted by boos from the fans. He stands on the apron and faces the crowd grins and flips his large frame into the ring. The two reach the center of the ring and the bell rings. Jake immediately attempts a head-lock which is quickly pushed off by SyN. Into the ropes Jake goes and is followed with a German suplex by SyN. Jake replies with a couple of quick punches that have no effect on SyN. Jake then goes for the lower body looking for a weakness. He quickly drops and takes out SyN's knee. SyN kneels and stands back up with an angry expression. SyN slightly limps across the ring towards Jake and Jake capitalizes and goes to work on SyN's knee by diving at it. Jake has found his mark and keeps going at it until SyN is in full limp. SyN appears to not be in pain but his stagger shows otherwise. SyN has had enough as he grabs Jake by the shoulders and heaves him into the corner. SyN works his way up and down Jake's body with punches. Jake leans over holding his stomach as SyN grabs his head and lands him with a DDT. SyN climbs to the top rope and leaps off with a corkscrew moonsaults. He lifts Jake back to his feet and climbs back to the top rope once again. (LAST RITES) Missile dropkick sending Jake to the mat like a rock. SyN mounts for the pin, 1, 2, and 3. SyN is our winner! MW: What a match! BC: Jake's a loser. MW: His head just wasn't into it. Well that was a win for SyN. Moving on to our next match, Tank and Cham Pain will go at it because of an attack by Cham Pain causing TanK to lose and also confusing everyone including me. Cham Pain is now known for mind games but why? Why would he help SyN? BC: OH! It's time It's TIME!! I gotta go! MW: Go where might I ask? BC: Interview with "her"! MW: Have fun there lover boy. The camera cuts to Bruce Charming backstage walking towards his dressing room. As he approaches the room and cracks the door the room is dark expect for two candles. With the minimal lighting you can barely make out the women sitting in the far end of the room. Bruce adjusts his lapels and sneaks into the room looking around cautiously. The woman speaks. Her: Come on in, I wont bite. BC: Y-yeah, I'll just have a seat over here. Her: No, come sit by me. BC: O-Ok, here I come. Her: Isn't that more cozy? How are you? BC: I'm good, why did you call me here? Heh heh. Her: Why do you think? BC: (Gulp) Well… Her: To talk about me being here in RKW of course. BC: Oh, well why are you here? Her: We have an agenda, we need to get back at a few "faces" here in RKW. (Touching Bruce's leg) BC: We?? (The camera quickly cuts away from Bruce's bulging pants) At that comment, the candles blow out and a loud thud is heard and some rustling. The camera shows the woman walking out of the dressing room and then the lights go on showing Bruce in a heap on the floor. MW: What? What was that? Why was Bruce attacked? Did "she" do it? She's so small! Well, I don't know what to say but let's get some help back there for Bruce. Already in progress is TanK walking down to the ring with his belt over his shoulder. TanK steps into the ring and hands his belt to an official. Cham Pain's music soon follows and Cham Pain carries his belt a little bit higher than tank to spite him. He looks right at Tank in the ring and points at his title and gestures that he'll never get it. Cham Pain climbs into the ring. The bell rings and the action starts. Cham Pain and TanK lock arms. TanK takes Cham Pain down to one knee and Cham Pain starts to slowly rise. He flips and reverses the hold and grabs Tank in an arm bar. TanK reverses the arm bar and grabs Cham Pain in a wristlock. They break it up and Cham Pain whips TanK into the ropes and then clotheslines him. While Cham Pain takes a second to boast, TanK gets up and rams Cham Pain into the corner and lands a fury of punches into Cham Pain. TanK takes a few steps back and then give Cham Pain a splash in the corner. Cham Pain shakes it off and gives TanK a running fore arm across the head. As Tank is on the mat, Cham Pain gives a couple of quick stomps to the mid section. Cham Pain then picks Tank up into a pump handle slam and goes for the cover. 1,2, kick out. Tank kicks out and stands. Cham Pain swings as TanK ducks and grabs him into a "rock bottom". Tank pulls Cham Pain up by his hair as the ref breaks it up and counsels TanK not to do it anymore. Cham Pain takes this chance to ram TanK which knocks the ref down. Cham Pain slides out to grab a chair and just as he is about to hit TanK over the head, SyN runs down ringside and slides into the ring he grabs the chair out of Cham Pain's hands and lifts it high over his head. TanK stands up and watches as SyN brings the chair back to swing. And he lowers the chair on to TANK's head! Again Tank is screwed as SyN rolls out of the ring and Cham Pain goes for the cover as the ref wakes up and counts. 1,2,3!! MW: What a similar ending to this week's Slaughter! Still no sign of Bruce or word. What a odd turn of events these last weeks have given us. Tune in next week for the PPV spectacular!

TanK

-vs-

Cham Pain

~VS~
Main Event NON-title

As the Roughkut cameras roll, the scene opens to a thunderous applause from the sold out RoughKut arena. A loud blast just about fills the entire arena with smoke and a spectacular lazer-light show of all colors zap in every possible direction. The camera pans across the cheering fans and then settles on our announcers- Miles Wright and sluggish as always Bruce Charming.

MW: Welcome to another Slaughter!

BC: You ain't just whistling Dixie! There is some heavy tension in the locker room, a slaughter it shall be!

MW: Boy, you're talk-a-tive tonight, Bruce. What gives?

BC: (Singing) When my dreamboat….

MW: (Ahem) Well last week we had a lot of surprises one being a young lady who made her way into the arena. She's still stirring up controversy if nothing else. None the less, we have an awesome card for you tonight. Our world champion Cham Pain will give TanK a little non-title revenge action while Syn battles it against Jake Metal who's still upset about his guitar being missing. SyN claims to have it but other sources say it wasn't him. Marcus Rosario and FiveStar are scheduled for action tonight. And we have two new comers going at it; the action just doesn't stop here!

BC: (Fixing his hair) How do I look, Miles?

MW: This ain't Vanity Fair, Bruce and I don't judge men. What's your angle anyway here?

BC: There was a note on my dressing room door, it was from "her". She wants an exclusive interview with me tonight.

MW: So what?

BC: In MY dressing room alone with no cameramen! YAY!

MW: Be my guest, Bruce. Well on the way to the ring are our two rookies showing off their goods.

David Van Ramrock's music blares over the stereo system as he makes his way to the ring. He offers his hand gestures to the fans along the guardrails and he is greeted by boos and fans trying to hit him. He gives a cocky pose and steps into the ring to wait for KbK also known as Kold Blooded Killa.
KBK makes his way to the ring as his music plays and he runs straight into the ring and goes to work on Ramrock. The bell rings and the two men are broken up by the ref and then they lock up. Already, KBK grabs Ramrock into a headlock. Ramrock pushes KBK off into the ropes and takes him down with a shoulder toss. KBK stands with help from Ramrock as he scoops him up for a slam. KBK has enough as he drives a kick into the gut of DVR. As DVR leans over in pain KBK plants an elbow into his back. KBK whips DVR into the ropes and bends down only to have DVR's boot introduced to his face.

MW: Not a smart move by KBK, it looks like Ramrock has the advantage now.

BC: (Singing) Someone to kiss, someone to mih-hiss, WHEN WE"RE AWAY, HERE AND ABISS!!

MW: Oh please! Sit down, Bruce!

BC: My ass is in love, Miles! It can't sit!

MW: Lord! Back to the action…

DVR is still in command as he sends KBK to the mat with a missile dropkick from the top rope. KBK stands and staggers a bit before Ramrock puts him back with a short arm clothesline. The fans can't decide whom to hate more as KBK stands once again and blocks a punch from DVR. DVR is stunned as KBK emits a flurry of punches and kicks to the torso and abdomen of DVR. KBK is backing DVR into the ropes and KBK lays a haymaker on DVR that sends him over the top rope to the floor. KBK slides under the ropes after DVR as the ref madly tries to get them back in the ring. The ref begins to count. KBK picks DVR up and slams him on the mat. DVR stands to his feet and dodges a ram attempt by KBK and sends him into the metal stairs. The ref has reached number 5. The two men seem to ignore the ref as KBK gets up and the two men exchange blows.

MW: This is turning into a brawl not a wrestling match.

BC: Yeah, this is pretty cool, GO RAMROCK!

MW: This good mood of yours is scaring me, Bruce. Whoa! Ramrock just knocked over the Spanish announcer's table.. with KBK's head!

DVR is back in control as he lifts KBK into a suplex on to the already destroyed announcer table. The ref has reached 8. KBK stands to try to climb into the ring but is pulled back by DVR as DVR pummels KbK while he's down. The ref has reached 9….10!! The ref calls for the bell as Ramrock continues his assault until the officials run down to separate them.

MW: Well, an unexpected ending to a great match.

BC: I dig that Ramrock guy. Anyways, is my hair ok, Miles?

MW: (Shakes his head) Next up on the list is the three way match that was set up for no particular reason. Eric Richardson claims "greatness" in his own special way and has said he will beat both men with ease.

BC: Yeah, Eric governs, he's fu..

MW: Hold it, Bruce. This ain't UPN. But anyway, governs?

BC: Yeah, governs. Eric's word for "rules".

MW: Oh, I see. Well let's see if Eric will "govern" this match tonight. He claims to have beaten some huge names in this sport.

BC: Is my cologne too strong?

Submitted Match

MW: Alrighty ladies and gentlemen, its time for the three-way matchup! It's gonna be Smasher, Eric Richardson, and Komatose going at it until one man has his shoulders pinned to the mat for three seconds. Bruce, I hear you and Eric have a bond together..

BC: Yeah. We govern.

MW: Govern?

BC: Govern.

MW: Riiiight.

Suddenly, Eric Richardson's theme blares, and out he comes, sporting his usual wrestling attire. He takes a sip of his bottled water, and then tosses it into the crowd.

BC: GO ERIC! WHOOOO!

MW: Keep in mind folks, to win this match, you must pin one of your two opponents. This match is very tricky. You don't have to be pinned to lose.

BC: Gimme an E!

MW: What?

BC: Gimme an R!

MW: What?

BC: Gimme an I!

MW: Huh?

BC: Gimme a C!

MW: Oh brother.

BC: What does it spell!? ERIC!!

MW: Bruce, will you please sit down?

Eric makes his way into the ring, and raises his hands in the air, only to get boos from the crowd. Eric shrugs his shoulders, as Smasher's theme begins to play.

MW: Don't look now, but here comes SMASHER, a rising competitor here in RoughKut Wrestling.

BC: BOOOO! YOU GOT NUTHIN! GO ERIC! GO ERIC! IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY! GET BUSY!

Smasher makes his entrance into the ring, and Miles pulls a dancing Bruce Charming back into his seat.

MW: Will you sit down, Bruce? You're embarrassing me! For god's sakes, man.

BC: Blah.

Smasher gets into the ring, and rests in the corner opposite of Eric's. No sooner does Smasher get in the ring, then Komatose's theme hits, and the crowd erupts with cheers. Out comes Komatose.

MW: And here comes the only good guy in this match, KOMATOSE!

BC: TOMATOES!!

MW: The names is KOMATOSE, not TOMATOES, Bruce.

BC: You say KOMA(y)TOSE, I say toma(h)toes... let's call the whole thing off.

MW: Oh brother..

Komatose climbs up on the apron, and immediately, Smasher comes charging at him. Thinking fast, Komatose puts a leg through the ropes, and knees Smasher in the stomach. Smasher doubles over, with his neck hanging over the top rope. Komatose takes advantage of it, and gives him an inverted neckbreaker onto the ropes. Smasher falls back, and grabs his neck with both hands, while kicking the mat.

MW: Ouch. That's gotta hurt!

BC: Go Eric!

Eric stands in the corner, and after seeing what happened, he slides to the ground, next to Smasher, and begins choking him.

MW: That's not right!

BC: Whoooo!

Komatose walks along the apron, UN noticed by Eric or Smasher (who's face is turning a bright shade of blue) and climbs to the nearest turnbuckle. He scales it, pad by pad, and then he leaps into the air, going for a huge elbow drop. As soon as he takes off, Eric looks up, and spots Komatose, so he rolls out of the way, so an already hurt Smasher gets a big elbow to the side of his skull. CLUNK! Smasher is out of it.

BC: ERIC GOVERNS!

MW: Smasher has really started off on the wrong foot here! He may be unconscious!

BC: Who cares? GO ERIC!

Komatose gets up to look at who he landed on, and notices that he didn't get Eric. Suddenly, Eric wraps his arm around his neck, and BOOM! Inverted DDT! Eric quickly gets up, and notices that everyone is out.

MW: Eric Richardson could be the winner here!

BC: Whooo!! Let's have a toast, shall we?

MW: No Bruce. No.

Eric covers Komatose.

Ref: 1!

Ref: 2!

Smasher breaks up the count, as he pulled himself to his feet, and gave an axehandle smash to Eric's back.

MW: Two and a half, there, folks. Very close!

BC: SMASHER CHEATED! He knows darn well that The Axehandle is an illegal move!

MW: No it's not, Bruce!

BC: Oh.

Smasher gets on all fours, and begins making his way to his feet. Eric quickly meets him to his feet, just as Komatose begins to rise. Eric gives Smasher a few overhand punches to Smasher, that send him into the ropes. Eric Irish Whip's Smasher to the other side of the ring, where Komatose is waiting. Komatose waits there, ready to suplex him, but is met with a kick to chest from Smasher, that sends him over the top rope, and out of the ring.

MW: A little offense from Smasher here!

BC: Eric meant to do that.

Smasher comes back, running at Eric, and gives him a powerful clothesline, which sends him to the ground. Eric jumps back to his feet, and is met with a few punches to the head, which makes him stumble backwards a bit. Eric then regains sense, and starts slugging it out with Smasher.

MW: We got an all out street fight on our hands!

Komatose begins walking around the ring, looking for a good time to jump into the ring, and make his move. Meanwhile, Eric and Smasher still beat on each other. Komatose decides to slide into the ring. He turns both of them facing him, and kicks them each in the stomach, and gives deadly double DDT! CRACK! The crowd roars.

MW: Well it looked like Smasher was gonna turn this thing around for himself, but Komatose came back!

Komatose hops up to his feet. He takes a quick look at his situation, and decided to pin Eric Richardson.

MW: He's got Eric pinned!

BC: Don't worry... Eric's fuggin great.. he'll kick out

Ref: 1!

Smasher gets to his knees.

Ref: 2!

Smasher crashes ontop of Komatose, breaking up the count.

MW: Near fall!

BC: Told ya...

MW: If it wasn't for Smasher, Komatose woulda won it! Bruce: What--Ever!

Smasher and Komatose start slugging it out, trading blows... Komatose winds up, and BAM! He catches Smasher in the jaw, for the last punch of the street fight. Smasher leans against the ropes, and then Komatose takes a few steps back, and charges Smasher. Smasher gets a huge clothesline, that sends him sailing over the top rope, and landing hard on his back, on the cold concrete.

MW: Yo! He almost landed right in our laps there, Bruce!

BC: But look at Eric Richardson!

MW: Uh - oh! Turn around, Komatose! Turn around!

The crowd goes wild, screaming at Komatose to turn around. He does, and is met with a boot to the stomach, and a chicken wing piledriver!

BC: Ticket To Hell!

MW: That's Richardson's finisher!

Eric Richardson keeps the piledriver and pinning position, as the ref counts.

Ref: 1!

Smasher gets to his feet, and slowly attempts to get his sense back, and stop the count.

Ref: 2!!

Smasher slowly slides in the ring, not completely 100% in his head.

BC: Three!! Eric Wins! YaY!!

Smasher tries to break up the count, but is just short, as the ref had already hit his hand to the mat for a third time. Eric Richardson is the winner! The crowd erupts with boos and hisses.

BC: Yippee!!

MW: Folks, Eric Richardson has just won the three-way dance, after a long, hard fought battle from all three sides. We'll be right back after these messages from our sponsors!

MW: Next up is going to be SyN versus Jake Metal. Jake's on his way to the ring now.

BC: Man he looks like crap!

MW: Be nice! He looks a little down.

Jake Metal walks down to ringside with a long face and a ragged appearance. He mopes into the ring oddly with no music playing. His depression over his lost rare guitar has caused him to listen to no music at all. He doesn't bother to stretch on the ropes before SyN's music hits the PA system. SyN paces down to the ring with an evil smile greeted by boos from the fans. He stands on the apron and faces the crowd grins and flips his large frame into the ring. The two reach the center of the ring and the bell rings. Jake immediately attempts a head-lock which is quickly pushed off by SyN. Into the ropes Jake goes and is followed with a German suplex by SyN. Jake replies with a couple of quick punches that have no effect on SyN. Jake then goes for the lower body looking for a weakness. He quickly drops and takes out SyN's knee. SyN kneels and stands back up with an angry expression. SyN slightly limps across the ring towards Jake and Jake capitalizes and goes to work on SyN's knee by diving at it. Jake has found his mark and keeps going at it until SyN is in full limp. SyN appears to not be in pain but his stagger shows otherwise. SyN has had enough as he grabs Jake by the shoulders and heaves him into the corner. SyN works his way up and down Jake's body with punches. Jake leans over holding his stomach as SyN grabs his head and lands him with a DDT. SyN climbs to the top rope and leaps off with a corkscrew moonsaults. He lifts Jake back to his feet and climbs back to the top rope once again. (LAST RITES) Missile dropkick sending Jake to the mat like a rock. SyN mounts for the pin, 1, 2, and 3. SyN is our winner!

MW: What a match!

BC: Jake's a loser.

MW: His head just wasn't into it. Well that was a win for SyN. Moving on to our next match, Tank and Cham Pain will go at it because of an attack by Cham Pain causing TanK to lose and also confusing everyone including me. Cham Pain is now known for mind games but why? Why would he help SyN?

BC: OH! It's time It's TIME!! I gotta go!

MW: Go where might I ask?

BC: Interview with "her"!

MW: Have fun there lover boy.

The camera cuts to Bruce Charming backstage walking towards his dressing room. As he approaches the room and cracks the door the room is dark expect for two candles. With the minimal lighting you can barely make out the women sitting in the far end of the room. Bruce adjusts his lapels and sneaks into the room looking around cautiously. The woman speaks.

Her: Come on in, I wont bite.

BC: Y-yeah, I'll just have a seat over here.

Her: No, come sit by me.

BC: O-Ok, here I come.

Her: Isn't that more cozy? How are you?

BC: I'm good, why did you call me here? Heh heh.

Her: Why do you think?

BC: (Gulp) Well…

Her: To talk about me being here in RKW of course.

BC: Oh, well why are you here?

Her: We have an agenda, we need to get back at a few "faces" here in RKW. (Touching Bruce's leg)

BC: We?? (The camera quickly cuts away from Bruce's bulging pants)

At that comment, the candles blow out and a loud thud is heard and some rustling. The camera shows the woman walking out of the dressing room and then the lights go on showing Bruce in a heap on the floor.

MW: What? What was that? Why was Bruce attacked? Did "she" do it? She's so small! Well, I don't know what to say but let's get some help back there for Bruce. Already in progress is TanK walking down to the ring with his belt over his shoulder.

TanK steps into the ring and hands his belt to an official. Cham Pain's music soon follows and Cham Pain carries his belt a little bit higher than tank to spite him. He looks right at Tank in the ring and points at his title and gestures that he'll never get it. Cham Pain climbs into the ring. The bell rings and the action starts. Cham Pain and TanK lock arms. TanK takes Cham Pain down to one knee and Cham Pain starts to slowly rise. He flips and reverses the hold and grabs Tank in an arm bar. TanK reverses the arm bar and grabs Cham Pain in a wristlock. They break it up and Cham Pain whips TanK into the ropes and then clotheslines him. While Cham Pain takes a second to boast, TanK gets up and rams Cham Pain into the corner and lands a fury of punches into Cham Pain. TanK takes a few steps back and then give Cham Pain a splash in the corner. Cham Pain shakes it off and gives TanK a running fore arm across the head. As Tank is on the mat, Cham Pain gives a couple of quick stomps to the mid section. Cham Pain then picks Tank up into a pump handle slam and goes for the cover. 1,2, kick out. Tank kicks out and stands. Cham Pain swings as TanK ducks and grabs him into a "rock bottom". Tank pulls Cham Pain up by his hair as the ref breaks it up and counsels TanK not to do it anymore. Cham Pain takes this chance to ram TanK which knocks the ref down. Cham Pain slides out to grab a chair and just as he is about to hit TanK over the head, SyN runs down ringside and slides into the ring he grabs the chair out of Cham Pain's hands and lifts it high over his head. TanK stands up and watches as SyN brings the chair back to swing. And he lowers the chair on to TANK's head! Again Tank is screwed as SyN rolls out of the ring and Cham Pain goes for the cover as the ref wakes up and counts. 1,2,3!!

MW: What a similar ending to this week's Slaughter! Still no sign of Bruce or word. What a odd turn of events these last weeks have given us. Tune in next week for the PPV spectacular!

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