We open in a darkened arena. In the middle a ring is bathed in bright white light. Standing inside that ring the Champions of Legacy standing in a "V" shape. On the right, The Syndicate, belts on their shoulders Gryffin and James are highly animated, hyping each other up, slapping one another on the shoulder, yelling, and nodding.

On the left side Strong Style Dragon cradles his newly won Tao of Valor belt. Diego de Cardenas belts around his waist hops with energy. In the center, Stephen Rawlings wears his belt around his waist. His arms folded across his chest. He stares intensely, and as we slowly zoom on the Legacy world champion.

The opening guitar of Skrape's "Rise" explodes, and the champions of Legacy are replaced by the rest of the Legacy roster. Hunger in their eyes. An explosion and quick clips of brawls begin to play.

"I'm defensive never questioned
I commit to no direction"

John Thomas and Crash brawling backstage. X-Calibur nailing a clothesline. Issac Entragian slamming an opponent to the mat with authority.

"I won't break down into weakness
If it feels good, it's a sickness "

Quick flash of finishers: Rocky Stellar's "Stellar Drop". Jake Dominion's "Ice Breaker". Cronos Diamante's "Countdown to Extinction". and capping it off with Marcus Marion's "Revolutionary
Thrill".

"I won't give up until the blood soaks my fingers
I recognize that the difference is my spirit "

Eli Storm lays Rocky Stellar out with a sick chair shot.

"Rise up in the fold -- I'm saved "

A Legacy referee raises Gryffin and James Win's hands in victory. Turns into Rawlings celebrating his victory in the Hawkins Memorial Tournament, and finishes with Rawlings hoisting the Legacy World title over his head, victorious.

A brief pause. A circling shot of Diego on the top rope. One beat and Diego launches off the top rope nailing his corkscrew plancha on Katsuro Yoshida.

"The reflection in the mirror
Is the vision any clearer "

Loco looking up after his win over Crazy Boy. We swing around to see Dan Stein backing up the ramp, pointing at Martinez.

"Though it may seem that I'm angry
Your reaction is what makes me "

Gigantus Awesomo slaps Tim Jones. Jones pauses a second then returns the favor slapping Awesomo.

Quick flash to Ray Willmott standing inside a Legacy ring for the first time. Quick flash to Justin Moreno's face to face confrontation with Mirage.

"I won't give up until the blood soaks my fingers
I recognize that the difference is my spirit "

Quick cut to Finishers: X-Calibur's "X-Terminator", Dan Stein's "Lights Out", Justin Moreno's "Extreme Measures", and Crash's "Aero Zeppelin Driver".

"Rise up in the fold -- I'm saved"

We flash to that same opening shot. The Champions of Legacy. We flash again... and this time the rest of the Legacy roster stands over the champions shoulders. Hungry.

Mark Perletta: We start our show off tonight with a match between Tony Riggs and Eli Storm, and just like two weeks ago at our previous show, this is an important match for both individuals. Eli Storm is trying to show people what he’s made of, with many of his detractors saying that he got a fluke win against Stellar at the SuperCard.

Joey C: Yeah, but those people don’t have a damn clue about what they’re talking about. Eli Storm’s one of the better wrestlers on our roster, and anyone who claims that his win over Stellar in Jacksonville was a fluke… they’re just a hater.

Landon Savage: A win for Tony Riggs in tonight’s opening match would be huge for his tenure here in LEGACY… as there is definitely some talk of him being dropped from the roster if he doesn’t step it up.

Mark Perletta: I don’t know exactly what the front office is looking for in trying to make their decision, but in the first half of this match, it looked like they weren’t going to see Riggs’ performance favorably.

Joey C: Definitely not. The first half of this match was ALL Eli Storm, and Tony Riggs looked a bit out of place.

Landon Savage: Enough talking about the first half of the match, enough talk of what this match meant to both of them, let’s just get to the action.

Start : Footage from the Match

Eli Storm reverses the hammerlock that Tony Riggs has on him with a hammerlock of his own. Riggs tries to continue chain wrestling with Storm and use a go-behind of his own but Eli is too quick. Instead, Riggs ends up face-to-face with Storm. Eli takes Riggs down with an arm dragon screw!

Mark Perletta: Quick thinking by Storm!

Landon Savage: Tony Riggs is gonna be lucky if that arm is still connected to his shoulder after that move!

Riggs clutches at his arm, making his way to his feet. Eli Storm meanwhile is bouncing off the opposite ropes. As Riggs turns around, he's met with a bicycle kick to the injured arm, sending him out to the floor.

Landon Savage: Man. Storm is on fire tonight!

Joey C: You got that right Lando. Riggs has as much luck as a man at a lesbian biker rally!

Mark Perletta: Watch Storm now!

As Tony Riggs makes it to his feet once more, Eli Storm has made his way up onto the guardrail and is running across it like Jeff Hardy would. Storm leaps through the air and connects with a swinging DDT onto the concrete floor!

Joey C: Holy shit! That’s one of the best moves I've ever seen with my own eyes!

Eli Storm is down for a few minutes as well, feeling the effects of his back hitting the floor.

Landon Savage: Eli Storm continues to surprise everyone here tonight.

Joey C: Surprise? Heh. This is why he's the Incredible One! Canada's best thing going today!

Both men are back in the ring now. Riggs is back on his feet again. Storm attempts to kick Riggs in the gut, but Tony catches his foot. Storm attempts an enzuigiri but Riggs ducks out of the way, still holding Eli's other leg. Storm attempts a back kick to the face (Ala RVD after a missed enzuigiri) but Riggs catches that foot to and lifts Eli Storm up in a waistlock for a wheelbarrow suplex! The quick thinking Canadian is able to reverse that as well, taking Riggs forward with a prawn hold cradle, a move similar to a victory roll. After the roll through, both men rise to their feet.

Mark Perletta: The counter wrestling in this match so far has been superb.

Riggs stuns Eli Storm with a kick to the stomach and attempts the Lethal Weapon but Storm shrugs that off, sending Tony Riggs into the ropes. Riggs bounces off and is met with a savate kick to the chest.

Joey C: OUCH!

Storm with his educated legs, hit a kick to the back. Another to the chest. Another to the back. Than one right in the face!

Mark Perletta: Tony Riggs took five kicks before he was taken down! Most men would've went down with the first one.

Landon Savage: Yeah but Riggs isn't ready to quit just yet!

Eli Storm pulls Tony Riggs back up. He hits Riggs with a knew to the gut than applies a front facelock/hammerlock combo.

Joey C: Whats this? Some form of a DDT?

Eli suplexes Tony Riggs over and holds onto the move.

Mark Perletta: Its called the tiger chancre. The original Tiger Mask invented the move.

Landon Savage: It looks kinda like a fisherman’s suplex. Look at Storm now!

Eli makes no attempt to bridge the move, instead he slides sideways and locks-in an Anaconda Vice!

Mark Perletta: I can't say I've ever seen that done. Most guys do a uranage and than the Anaconda Vice. Creativity shown here by Storm.

Joey C: I'm not gonna stop ya when your right, Marky.

Tony Riggs kick his legs, squirming, trying to rollover and maybe relieve some pain, like you'd do from the Figure-Four. Storm pins Riggs down with his weight. Its only a matter of time now.

Mark Perletta: Riggs is still trying to escape this move!

Landon Savage: The referee is calling for the bell as Tony Riggs taps out.

Josephina Colbert: Here is your winner by submission... "The Incredible One" Eli Storm!

After the referee raises Eli’s hand, The Incredible One walks over and asks Josephina Colbert for a microphone, then he returns to the middle of the ring. When his theme song fades under, Eli addresses the masses.

Eli Storm: Now, as I started to say two weeks ago before I was so rudely interrupted by a fragile chair-wielding individual still bitter from his loss at the SuperCard… I’m offering an open challenge for CALL TO ARMS, giving someone the opportunity to be part of an INCREDIBLE match on LEGACY’s next pay per view event. I just hope that whoever decides to step up isn’t as injury prone as SOME people…

“Hey Storm!!! Hey Mr. Incredible, up here!!!”

The big screen flashes on and you see Rocky Stellar standing in the parking lot right next to a Black GTO Charger. Right in front of the GTO is a very large garbage truck.

Rocky Stellar: You know Storm. It’s kinda fitting that you parked your car by this trash truck. Because everyone who watched the SuperCard knows that your win…was trash. Hell, I could get a submission, too, if I cleaned someone’s clock with a steel chair first. But Hell, that was in the past. And like any other God… I am forgiving. That’s why I’ll be more then happy to take you up on your rematch offer.

Storm just stares at the screen and begins laughing.

Eli Storm: Oh no…just look at yourself, Rocky. You got a bum arm. There is no way in HELL you are gonna get the clearance needed to get back into the ring with me, but don’t worry, I just made an open challenge, so there’s no need to worry about whether the fans will get to see The Incredible One on the pay per view, I’m sure someone’s going to step up.

Rocky Stellar: I figured you might try to find some way to weasel out of a rematch with me, and that’s why I took the time to figure out which car was yours and how to use this truck right here.

Eli goes pale.

Eli Storm: You wouldn’t dare.

Stellar gets a grin on his face.

Rocky Stellar: You don’t think so? You obviously don’t know me very well…

Eli Storm: That is a classic piece of machine and is worth more than anything you own!!!!

Rocky Stellar: Well then you might want to reconsider your plans for CALL TO ARMS.

Eli Storm: And if I say no?

Rocky Stellar: Then it will be a long and smelly ride home for you. Now listen… I’ve already talked to the boss… as soon as you say those lovely words I want to hear, then the match will be booked. So come on Storm, everybody watching this wants to see a rematch between us, and I don’t have all night… and frankly I’m starting to get bored…

The excitement level grows amongst the crowd.

Rocky Stellar: …and when I get bored…things may happen.

Eli Storm: OKAY!! …ok, Rocky…you want another shot, FINE!!! Your funeral! But I promise you this…this time, it won’t be as easy as you leaving with a little shoulder injury. I’m gonna give these people what they’ve been hoping for the past few years and I’m gonna end your career!

Stellar feigns a yawn.

Rocky Stellar: Whatever you say Eli…

Stellar smiles and hits the unload button as the cargo bed of the trash truck begins to lift up.

Eli Storm: Son of a….

Storm slides out of the ring and runs towards the back as tons of trash begins to fill up his car, the fans go wild with amusement as they watch on, a huge grin on Stellar’s face.

One after another, a pair of silver Dolce & Gabbanas click against the hard tile floors. With every other step, a wooden walking cane clicks next to one of the shoes. Zooming out and panning upwards, we see a matching silver suit, a purple dress shirt underneath, unbuttoned at the top. As the fans see the face of the individual, the booing echoes back through the corridors, bringing a slight grin across the face of John Thomas. He’s walking with a purpose, and truth be told, he doesn’t really need the help of the walking cane he’s holding, but he probably didn’t need it two weeks ago, either. Ahead of him is road agent Anastasia Ewing, focused on the clipboard in her hands. When he gets up near to where she is standing, he leans over against the wall.

John Thomas: So I hear that you’d be amenable to my apologies…

Surprised, Anastasia turns around and a smile comes across her face, though she’s quick to suppress it.

Anastasia Ewing: I suppose I could forgive you for what you said. After all, it was a few months ago. Not that it wasn’t harsh, but I understand that everyone can have a bad day now and again. I was under the impression that this would be happening a few weeks ago, from what Ron was saying.

John Thomas: And I meant to, but as you can see, I had some distractions, having to deal with Old Man Crash and then the nagging injuries that followed.

Something catches John’s attention out of the corner of his eye.

John Thomas: Tell you what, I’d like to take you to dinner some time as my “official” apology, but there’s something I need to go check up on. You got your cell phone on you?

Reaching into her pocket, Miss Ewing pulls out a pink Razor phone. John reaches out his hand and she gives it to him. He opens it up, dials a number and hits <SEND>. A moment later a ringing starts inside John’s coat pocket. He reaches in, takes out his phone, flips it open and then hits a few buttons and the ringing stops. He shuts his phone and hers, putting his away and handing hers back to her.

John Thomas: There, now I’ve got your number and you’ve got mine. I’m going to call you, probably tomorrow. Sound alright?

She tries to play coy.

Anastasia Ewing: I’ll have to double check my schedule, but tomorrow probably works.

John smiles.

John Thomas: Well if it doesn’t, we’ll have to find a time that does.

After a moment’s more of locked eyes, John walks on down the hall, adding an extra little limp to his gate. The cameraman follows in behind him and down the hall we spot John’s probable target not too far away. With a championship belt over his shoulder, Marcus Mirage isn’t hard to spot.

John Thomas: Mirage, hey, been a while since I’ve gotten the chance to say hello. What’s it been, two years since you and Rowland left TTW? Time flies, doesn’t it? Looks like you’ve done well for yourself since then.

John nods at the championship belt over Mirage’s shoulder. Mirage tilts his head, looking back at John Thomas over the rim of his Oakleys. On one side is a man dressed in a designer suit, on the other, John Thomas.

Mirage: John Thomas! Holy WTF Batman, looks like you've come a long way since the 'Roland Caldwell incident of 2004', no?

Sensing a hint of laughter in Mirage's voice, Thomas takes a step closer.

John Thomas: You ribbin' me?

Holding up a hand, Mirage smiles.

Mirage: Relax, John...I'm kidding with ya. But I meant what I said. You've come a long way since that day...we both have. Last I saw you, you were fighting for television titles...now you're world class. And judging by your...clothing, although not quite my choice of style...it's apparant you've got some fortune, too. Success so sweet others can see it...but they can't taste it. So what's up?!

John Thomas: I feel like I should apologize to you for something… I saw how Justin Moreno and Pat Reynolds both hassled you, trying to get you into the ring with them or whatever. It’s embarrassing to see them do that, not showing you the kind of respect you deserve. Clearly you’re a guy who has been in this business for a while, that belt over your shoulder CLEARLY not your only big accomplishment, and who do they think they are, thinking they can just step up and ask you for a match.

Mirage: That's exactly what I've been saying!

John sighs.

John Thomas: Obviously you wouldn’t want to step backwards in your career to fight a guy like Justin Moreno, he should’ve known better. And Pat Reynolds is new to the business all together, so I don’t think he realizes that a guy like you, you don’t need a “warm up” match, nor do you need to waste your time showing a young guy like him any of the fundamentals which he CLEARLY lacks.

Mirage: These Legacy guys are a new breed of bullshit, John...and correction on the names, it's Justin Moron-o, and Fat Reynolds, the Billyhill.

Mirage cracks a smile as a quick chuckle comes out of John’s mouth.

John Thomas: It didn’t come as a shock to me when you turned both of them down. Whenever you’re ready, you’ll get back into the ring again, and I’m sure you’ll pick one of LEGACY’s top talent to compete against. That’s what you deserve to do. You deserve to make your debut at a big show, maybe the CALL TO ARMS pay per view, and you deserve to have a match against a high quality opponent where you can put on a five star match that will be talked about for years. You deserve to get into the ring with a guy like… me.

Mirage: Ready?! Hell John, I'm ready right now...

This pops a cheap cheer from the live audience watching on the big screen...

Mirage: Just not tonight. And not against you.

Mirage smirks as the crowd immediatly turns.

John Thomas: You never stop workin', do ya? But seriously, in case you didn't hear what I just said, let me repeat it--

Holding up his hand, Mirage cuts Thomas off.

Mirage: Oh, I heard ya...and it's not because the match wouldn't kick all form of ass or because you aren't worthy, but because at this ain't the match you're looking for. If it's about respect, you already got that, John...you ain't one of these Legacy r-tards, so leave the running around whining about respect matches to them. People think I'm just hangin' around here doing nothing, but I'm an observer, and I've been in this business longer than most. I see whats going on around here, I know whos who and whats what, and when the times right, I'll strike. But you...it ain't about respect...it's about the Legacy World Title, and anything short of that is absolute failure. So Mirage versus Thomas, one-on-one? The answer is no.

Mirage removes his sunglasses, folding them up, and then he looks directly into John Thomas eyes.

Mirage: Now why don't you stop fuckin' around and take what's yours...

After pausing for a moment to let it sink in, Mirage grins and then pats John on the shoulder as he walks on down the hall.

Mark Perletta: Things between Cronos and Tim Jones have been building for a while now, dating back to February and the Opportunity Battle Royal at Brick by Brick. We saw them match up against one another on the STRIFE that followed Brick by Brick.

Landon Savage: That could’ve been the end of it, but the new-attitude Cronos Diamante didn’t like it when Tim Jones interfered in his match against Chaos at STRIFE 18, nor did he approve of the antics from The Ladies Man since then, despite the fact that old school Cronos would’ve applauded the types of things Jones has been doing.

Mark Perletta: At first I was skeptical of whether or not this new attitude from Cronos was authentic or not, but it appears to be genuine, much to the dismay of some people. But since his attitude change, he’s actually been a lot more effective in the ring.

Joey C: I still think that Cronos could have this kind of success without being so “honorable”, but whatever… He’s lost a lot of fans in changing up the way he’s done things.

Landon Savage: A lot of those people probably got on the bandwagon of Tim Jones, who nearly picked up the Tao of Valor Championship on our previous show.

Mark Perletta: He did a better job against Strong Style Dragon than I thought he was going to, and he had a great match here tonight against Cronos Diamante. Tons of action, so let’s get to it.

Start : Footage from the Match

Tim Jones is back on his feet, but holding his throat from the effects of the triangle choke he has been in. Cronos is back on his as well, and immediately goes into the crouched stance, ready for an MMA style takedown at a moment’s notice. Jones keeps some distance between himself and Cronos, while Cronos sizes up his opponent’s weakened state. Cronos moves in for the kill... and Jones climbs out of the ring!

Mark Perletta: Look at Tim bail.

Joey C: Take five, Tim.

Landon Savage: Looks like the front row isn’t too happy about it.

Tim Jones takes a moment to catch his breath and trash talk some front row Orlandonians. Cronos however, wants to keep the pace moving, and climbs to the outside himself. Just as he steps down onto the outside mat though, Jones turns around and KICKS Cronos right in the family jewels.

Landon Savage: Oh man that...wasn’t... pretty.

Joey C: I love it!

Mark Perletta: Jones is damn lucky that Porter didn’t catch that.

Referee Klinton Porter admonishes Jones, but Jones maintains that he hit him in the bread basket. Cronos, meanwhile, is down in a fetal position on the outside mat, and Jones is almost salivating at the mouth. Adding in a few stiff upper body kicks for good measure, the booing crowd lets Jones’ underhanded tactics be known. After a few more moments of stalling and trash talking with some fans, Porter reaches a “slow four”, and Jones instinctively rolls “just” under the bottom rope enough to where it breaks the count.

Jones grabs a handful of hair from Cronos, and uppercuts him when he is pulled to his feet. Reeling back, Cronos is met with a stiff boot to the abdomen, and promptly doubles back over again. Jones pulls Cronos by the hair again, until he’s standing up straight, hunches down into a front-waist lock on Cronos, and DRIVES him fiercely back first into the unforgiving steel guard rail. Cronos crumples down so that he’s not quite sitting on the ground, and his arms hold himself up against the guard rail. Jones does some MORE trash talking, and quickly slides “just” under the bottom rope and out again, as the referee’s count is broken up at a“slow eight”.

Mark Perletta: Okay, this is getting ridiculous. Jones is clearly taking advantage of the ten-count rule.

Joey C: It’s funny. They say Cronos is a master of psychology. My ass.

Landon Savage: Have to say, Jones is looking pretty sly right now.

Jones lifts Cronos to his feet, and delivers a slap right to the face that gets some “ooooh’s” from the audience. Jones talks some smack to Cronos, and slaps him again. Turning his back on Cronos uses no hands and jumps onto the ring apron. Signaling to the crowd for an apparent asai moonsault, Cronos suddenly comes to life and pulls himself up off of the guard rail.

Just before Jones can leap onto the second rope, Cronos dives forward and clubs Jones in the small of his back. Jones holds onto the top rope with one hand and holds his throbbing back with the other. Seeing the free hand, Cronos turns his back on Jones, pulls on the free hand until the other one comes free and Jones falls backwards onto Cronos.

Mark Perletta: Oh my God. He’s not going to do what I think he is...?

Joey C: He’s gonna kill him!

Landon Savage: Not on the outside!

Cronos hooks both arms up now, and pushes both arms as high as he can in a crucifix powerbomb position with Tim Jones’ feet flailing away and the arena quickly standing on there feet. Then, Cronos THROWS Jones forward, and watches his lower back land square on the steel guard rail, and flip back down into the front row seats! The audience loses it!

Mark Perletta: Oh my God!

Joey C: He’s Dead!

Landon Savage: Somebody call an ambulance!

Jones is screaming in agony as the very people he’d been trash talking start throwing their beer, popcorn, skittles, and who knows what else on him. Security quickly pushes the people standing in the front row back and away from the downed Tim Jones, and the arena chants “holy shit” in heavy unison.

Cronos finally allows himself to get back into the ring, but immediately starts trying to calm the referee down and telling him to not count Tim Jones out.

Mark Perletta: Cronos doesn’t want a cheap win here... but honestly, Jones may be legit injured after that one.

Joey C: I hope your happy, Marky. Jones could be done here.

Landon Savage: We’ve seen wrestlers ended with back injuries before... and they looked less painful than what Jones just endured.

After the referee reaches six, Cronos realizes that Jones still isn’t moving and decides to climb to the outside after him. Bending over the guard rail, he clutches the back of Jones’ neck with a death grip and pulls underneath Jones shoulder until Jones begrudgingly starts getting to his feet. Jones finally gets to his feet, and Cronos decides to front waist-lock him, and OVERHEAD belly-to-belly release suplexes him over the guard rail and back into the ringside area!

Mark Perletta: This is starting to get hard to watch.

Joey C: His back is done. That’s all there is to it.

Jones lands with a sickening thud on his back, and Porter is at five.

Cronos quickly reaches down and gives Jones no time for recovery, as he starts pulling him to his feet. Just as Jones is eye level with the mat, Cronos pushes Jones forward until half his body is underneath the bottom rope. Cronos slides himself in, and drags Jones by his hand to the center of the ring. Cronos drops down and hooks a leg for the cover!

One!!!

Two!!!

THR- NO!

Mark Perletta: By God, somehow the kid kicked out!

Joey C: What a match. Both guys have given it there all here.

Landon Savage: You can say that again, Joey.

Jones shows some signs of life and crawls over to the ropes. He starts pulling himself up to his feet using only his upper body strength, putting no pressure on his lower back. Finally, he gets to his feet, where Cronos is just eyeing him up from the center of the ring.

Barely getting a leg up, Jones for the SNAFU superkick, but Cronos easily catches Jones’ boot.

Mark Perletta: Wow. I’m surprised he even attempted it.

Joey C: I’m not. Jones is a man’s man. He will do anything to win a match.

Landon Savage: Well, I don’t know if I would call him a man’s man, but the kid’s showing us a tough streak tonight for sure.

Cronos pulls on Jones’ leg, but Tim has both hands wrapped tightly around the top rope. Out of desperation, Jones pulls himself out of Cronos’ clutches and over the top rope where he flips down onto the apron and slithers down to the outside mat again in a heap. Porter starts counting and Jones forces himself to get to his feet. Finding enough energy to cuss out some fans again, he warily turns around and looks back into the ring and at Cronos. Suddenly, Jones puts up both arms, shrugs, and starts circling the ring!

Mark Perletta: Tough streak, huh? Looks like his bravery just ran out.

Joey C: SHUT IT, Mark. He’s doing the right thing... Cronos wants to kill him, not have a wrestling match.

Mark Perletta: Cronos was just DEFENDING himself after JONES went on the OUTSIDE. So don’t give me any of that bullsh-

Landon Savage: Alright children. Play nice.

Jones makes his way to the side facing the aisle, and immediately starts walking back first up it! The referee reaches six when Cronos grabs the referee’s shirt and does everything but beg him not to let Jones count himself out. Jones raises both arms high in the air like he’s won the match, and starts laughing at Cronos... when the fans start going wild again.

With the Porter’s attention diverted to the pleading Cronos Diamante, Gigantus Awesomo stalks up behind Jones who thinks he’s outsmarted the veteran of psychology. It doesn’t take long for Jones to run into Awesomo’s large frame... and when he does, he stops dead in his tracks and lowers both of his arms.

Jones smile goes away instantly, and his bottom lip quivers like he’s going to weep. Then...

WHAM! Awesomo SMASHES Jones right in his back with a double axehandle! Jones goes down and rolls part of the way back down the aisle, and the fans eat it up. The Masked Awesomo gets Jones to his feet, and brings him back down the aisle way, tossing him back into the ring like lawn dart. Cronos looks surprised to see Tim Jones back in the ring, and immediately stops asking the referee to not make the count.

Wasting no time, Cronos steps over Jones’ back, reaches down and locks in a full nelson on The Ladies Man before he sits down to complete the clutch. Pulling back as hard as he can, it doesn’t take long for Jones to give up amidst the screams of agony.

Mark Perletta: Jones taps!

Josephina Colbert: The winner of this match, by submission.... CRONOS..... DIAMANTE!!!

Joey C: Damn it...

Landon Savage: That Ne-Han is LETHAL by itself, never mind all the punishment Jones' back took before it was even locked in...

Mark Perletta: A good win here tonight by Cronos Diamante, getting a measure of revenge on Tim Jones, though I don't think it's going to do much to change the way The Ladies Man acts, though he might think twice about getting involved with Cronos again.

The screen fades into a large, spacious lockeroom. Jake Dominion, decked out in a three-piece Black Armani suit clearly not wrestling this evening, is sitting back on a leather couch with a cooler full of Rock Star energy drinks at his feet, while Crash is in his wrestling attire leaning on a water cooler. He takes a sip of water from the dixie cup, continuing what he was saying.

Crash: I'm not worried about any of that shit, Jake. Its been a while, but Gryffin and Win are gonna get what they're due. They'll pay.

Just then, the locker room door opens up and X-Calibur walks in wearing a gray T-Shirt with no writing and a pair of black boot cut Levi jeans, carries a black duffel bag over his shoulder and drags one on wheels behind him. He's got a smile on his face as he sees who's already in the locker room.

X-Calibur: Well, well, well. If it ain’t an old school reunion. What the hell is up, dudes?

Jake Dominion: Chillin bro, what's good? Care for a Rock Star?

Jake tosses X-Calibur one before he even answers. X catches it rather nimbly after setting down his bags. X pops it open and takes a quick swig.

Crash: Not much. We were just talking about The Syndicate. You cool?

X-Calibur: Hell yeah. Feelin’ good tonight, guys.

X smirks at both Jake and Crash.

X-Calibur: That was a nice little surprise two gave me last week, guys. Syndicate looked like they were gonna shit a brick when you came out, Crash.

Crash laughs.

Crash: Hell yeah, did you see Win's face? Priceless!

Jake pops open another Rock Star as he chimes in...

Jake Dominion: I don't think anyone saw that coming, I'm sure people were betting on seeing your face, Eryk, but what a shock when Crash's music played, The Syndicate must be shitting themselves...

X-Calibur: No doubt, Jake.

As X sets his bags on the bench, X sort of half chuckles, looking at Jake.

X-Calibur: I gotta admit though. I was sure as hell surprised you never came to me for the call to arms, Jake. With our history of tag domination and all... no offense at ALL, Crash.

Crash: Eryk, I know you and Jake were World Tag Team Champions before. An excellent team. I'd gladly step aside so you and Jake can team again, but right now isn't the time. Right now I'm not too focused on those belts. We're gonna win that and become World Tag Team Champions, but I want this match for the sole purpose of getting my hands on Anselm. You two know that me and Eric were good friends. The way they took Eric out…

Crash pauses for a moment.

Crash: …that didn't sit well with me. I'm not a "What If?" man either but we all know, had John Thomas had "proper training", he probably wouldn't have turned into the asshole he is. Anselm is a dangerous person. He's pure evil. I know how to handle guys like him. I'm the guy who needs to straighten his ass out for all the wrong he's done people. Rob. Eric. Everyone. That's why I accepted this match as Jake's partner as quick as I did. I just want my five seconds of glory, than you can have it back… when we’re done holding those belts.

Crash gets a little grin on his face. X pauses for a second, collecting his thoughts, casually tapping his fingers against the tin of the Rockstar.

X-Calibur: It’s really good seeing you two guys team up in LEGACY. I’ve teamed with the both of you, so I know from personal experience what kind of damage you guys are gonna do on the tag scene... whether the Syndicate’s, the Domination’s, the Bushido Buntai’s, or the Long Island Hardcore’s like it or not... This place is in for a fuckin’ awakening.

Jake Dominion: Eryk, I think Crash said it best. You were the two I would have asked, and Crash happened to bump into me first. The rest... is history. But the main agenda right now is to destroy The Syndicate and I believe Crash is fired up to do it. I'm not saying you're not cause we all know you love a good fight, but it's personal for Crash, it's personal for me, and someone's gonna get their ass kicked one way or another. Once Crash approached me, being all fired up and intense, how could have I said no bro?

X nods.

X-Calibur: I understand completely, dudes. It’s not a big deal, really. I got my own thing going on right now with John Thomas, anyhow. How you guys are defending the honor of Eric Wolfson is how I am defending the honor of Crash and myself. Our paths will cross when they cross, guys. Until then? Kick some Syndicate ass, and win some gold in the process.

Crash nods.

Crash: Well guys, unlike you two tonight. I'm not getting paid to plug LEGACY's new sponsor.

Crash looks at the cooler of Rockstar Energy drinks.

Crash: I'm getting paid to wrestle. I gotta go to work.

X smiles.

X-Calibur: Go get ‘em, tiger.

X smiles at Jake and extends his fist to Crash, and he bumps it as he starts heading out of the locker room, ready for battle. X holds out his other fist to Jake, and he bumps it as well.

X-Calibur: See you ‘round, champs.

Saying that, X heads out of the locker room with the Rockstar Energy drink in hand, setting off to do his various backstage deeds, leaving Jake completely alone. Jake continues taking swigs from the can then pauses for a second.

Jake Dominion: Rock Star's our new sponsor?

Jake looks over at the Rockstar cooler he's been getting drinks from, stares at it for a moment, then shrugs and takes another swig from the can he's currently drinking.

Jake Dominion: Cool...

Landon Savage: When the Syndicate defeated the Old School Kings for the Tag Team Titles at Brick by Brick, everyone was looking forward to the rematch. Being the master-mind that he is, Anselm anticipated that and through that match and an encounter backstage later that night, the Syndicate ensured that Wolfson wouldn’t be around for a rematch, injuring Wolfson’s ankle and putting him on the shelf with an injury that he’s still suffering from, possibly to never wrestle again.

Mark Perletta: The Syndicate seemingly thought they dodged a bullet, but we found out recently that Crash stepped up and offered to join Jake Dominion, giving him a tag team partner with whom to take the rematch title shot. In a lot of ways Crash is the perfect replacement for Eric Wolfson, still maintaining the Old School Kings style, and being the perfect compliment to Jake Dominion.

Joey C: Yeah, and just like Wolfson, he’s also good friends with Jake Dominion, making for a very cohesive team.

Mark Perletta: When Crash became a part of the tag team division, the front office wanted to put him into the ring against someone else from the division, and Jimmy Smith stepped up, wanting to get a chance to show what he could do against a veteran like Crash.

Landon Savage: I keep telling people that Fast Times has a lot of potential, and so I was looking forward to this match. Let’s take a look to see what happened.

Start : Footage from the Match

Taking Jimmy by the arm, Crash takes a few steps backwards and irish whips him chest first into the corner. Jimmy hits hard and slowly staggers back towards the center of the ring. Grabbing Jimmy from behind, Crash pulls him backwards into a reverse DDT position and then hoists him up onto his shoulder, setting him up for a powerslam, but instead of throwing him down to the mat, Crash slams Jimmy into the top turnbuckle. Crash lets him go and Jimmy slumps a bit, but his knees hook over the top rope. Crash backs away, expecting Jimmy to drop down to the mat. Instead, Jimmy slings his legs backwards, putting his feet down onto the mat.

Joey C: Are you kidding me?! Jimmy Smith lands on his feet after that?!

Mark Perletta: Crash looks surprised too, and now he goes in for a clothesline just as Jimmy Smith turns around…

Landon Savage: Jimmy Smith ducks underneath the attempt… back elbow from Big Jimmy connects to the side of Crash’s head!

Rebounding off the ropes, Big Jimmy leaps into the air, connecting with a dropkick to the chest of Crash that takes him down to the mat. Hoping to capitalize, Jimmy grabs Crash by the wrist, hoists him up to his feet and then goes for an irish whip. Crash holds on and blocks the attempt, quickly pulling Smith in, immediately lifting him up off of his feet and then DRIVING him downwards with a spinebuster.

Mark Perletta: For a moment there it looked like Jimmy Smith had found an opening, but before his offense could get off the ground, Crash got back in control.

Landon Savage: And it looks like Crash isn’t going to let Jimmy Smith have another opportunity…

Picking his opponent up off the mat, Crash takes advantage of the fact that Jimmy is stunned and lifts him up into a tombstone position, then jumps off the mat, spins, and DRIVES Jimmy’s head into the mat. Releasing his hold, Crash lets Smith fall down to the mat before he rolls over, hooks the leg and goes for the pinfall attempt.

Mark Perletta: There’s the Aero Zeppelin Driver corkscrew tombstone, and this one’s over!

One!

Two!

Three!

Josephina Colbert: Here is your winner as a result of a pinfall… Crrrrrrrash!

Just as the referee raises Crash’s hand in victory, Gryffin Anselm and James Win slide into the ring behind him, having jumped the guardrail and come in from the crowd, and Gryffin puts Crash down onto the mat with a huge clubbing blow from behind. James Win then moves in and starts pummeling Crash with hard right hands, keeping the big man down on the mat. The booing that started when the Syndicate dropped Crash to the mat changes into a burst of cheers as Jake Dominion and X-Calibur run out from the back. As they slide into the ring, Anselm and Win slide out the back of the ring and head into the crowd. Jake stands over Crash, making sure that the Syndicate doesn’t return, and X walks over and climbs the turnbuckle, begging Anselm and Win to come back to the ring to continue the fight.

Mark Perletta: Isn’t that just so typical of the Syndicate, jumping a man from behind and then escaping when faced with a fair fight!

Landon Savage: FAIR!? Since when is a three-on-two fight FAIR?

Mark Perletta: First of all, I don’t know if Crash would’ve been able to get back up to fight, and secondly, a three-on-two would’ve been just as fair as a two-on-one would, so I wouldn’t exactly feel bad for Gryffin OR The All Star.

Joey C: Yeah, I bet you wouldn’t…

With the crowd going wild at the situation and a brawl between the two factions looking relatively unlikely at this point, front office representative Smith Cartwright steps out from the back with a microphone in hand and he doesn’t waste any time in addressing the fans and the five men involved in the events of the past two minutes.

Smith Cartwright: Gryffin, James, don’t go anywhere, because you’re going to want to hear this first hand.

The excitement level drops a few notches, the fans giving Cartwright a chance to speak. Anselm and Win stop where they are in the crowd and look up towards the top of the ramp where Cartwright is standing.

Smith Cartwright: At CALL TO ARMS, we’re going to see four of the five of you get into the ring and fight it out over the tag titles, but we still have one more show before that event, and since it seems obvious that you all can’t peacefully coexist until then, there’s going to be a match for STRIFE 22 that I think these fans are going to like.

This perks the crowd up even more.

Smith Cartwright: X-Calibur, you claim that if Crash hadn’t stepped up to be Jake Dominion’s tag team partner in his tag title rematch at CALL TO ARMS that you would’ve offered, and I don’t think anyone doubts it. The three of you are good friends, you have been for a while now, and so in two weeks, you three will get the chance to team up! Gryffin and James, don’t worry guys, I’m not making this a handicap match. Since John Thomas seems to have a little friendship going with you guys, and since those guys don’t seem to have any love lost for him, he’s going to be the third man on your team to round out the six-man tag match, getting him some in-ring time before he faces X-Calibur at CALL TO ARMS!

The crowd erupts in excitement and it’s obvious that X-Calibur, Crash, and Jake Dominion like the sound of the news. Out in the crowd, Gryffin Anselm shrugs off the match, determined to make the most of the opportunity to make one last statement prior to CALL TO ARMS.

Mark Perletta: Over the past month or so, Crazy Boy has made it known how badly he’s wanted to get a big opportunity to prove himself here in LEGACY.

Landon Savage: And in doing so, he’s annoyed the hell out of Rob Belote, which probably explains why his “big opportunity” comes here tonight against Diego de Cardenas in a non-title match as part of the No Limits Division.

Joey C: Ever since he got that belt, Diego de Cardenas has been dominant in this division. At first, when I heard that Diego was going to go after this belt, I was a bit skeptical of whether a guy his size was going to be able to hold up in this kind of hardcore division, but Diego is a tough guy.

Landon Savage: And he knows how to handle a chair, too. In a lot of ways he reminds me of Sabu, a high flying guy who excels under hardcore rules matches.

Mark Perletta: A lot of people gained respect for Diego with how he was able to stand toe-to-toe with Isaac Entragian at the Jacksonville SuperCard, and while he did win the match, I think he was lucky to have escaped with the championship belt.

Joey C: After seeing that match, after seeing what Diego can do inside that ring with the rules loosened, you’d have to be crazy to get into the ring with Diego in this type of match, but Tyrone Smith’s nickname says it all, and from what I saw earlier tonight, he doesn’t even seem worried about this match.

Landon Savage: Which of his personalities, Joey? ‘Cause from what I’ve seen, I think it’s safe to say that Crazy Boy is a schizophrenic.

Mark Perletta: However you’d classify him, Crazy Boy is a competitor with something to prove, and a win here tonight would be big for him, let’s see what happened.

Start : Footage from the Match

Both men are outside the ring. Crazy Boy with a stiff overhand chop. Diego answers with a forearm, rocking Tyrone Smith. Crazy Boy answers with another thunderous chop! Diego comes right back with a forearm. Crazy Boy winds up for one more chop but Diego drops quickly nailing Crazy Boy with a drop kick to the knee.

Mark Perletta: Crazy Boy takes a header. His face bouncing off the floor covering around the ring.

Joey C: Looks like Diego's about to excercise his right of "No Limits".

Diego goes to the time keeper's table and shoves Josephina Colbert off her chair, to the thunderous boos of the crowd. He smirks dismissively over the crowd, and violently slams the chair shut. Evil in his eyes.

Landon Savage: Diego's sizing up Smith. He wants to end this match... and he wants to do it with the aid of that chair.

Diego crouches waiting for Crazy Boy, who gets up and as soon as he turns:

CCCCRRAACCCCKKKK

Crazy Boy is leveled with a sick chair shot by Diego.

Joey C: One order of scrambled brain.

Diego now climbs on top and begins choking Tyrone with the chair. After a few seconds he throws the chair to the side and throws his arms out to his side, proud of himself. He eyes up the annouce table. Smiles and nods. Jumping to the announce table, over the downed Crazy Boy.

Landon Savage: Don't tell me... he's not?!

Joey C: HE IS!

Diego throws his arms out to the sides overdramatically, and launches himself with a moonsault... NOBODDY HOME!!!

Crazy Boy rolls under out of the way and under the ring.

Mark Perletta: Diego landed with a sickening thud, and this match just hit the "reset button".

Crazy Boy rolls back out and gets up to his feet. He scoops up Diego and rolls him in the ring. He slides in and makes a cover.

One...

Two...

Joey C: Shoulder up at two!

Crazy Boy slides out of the ring, and reaches back under the ring. He pulls out a table. The crowd roars. He slides the table in the ring, and gets back in. Diego's getting to his feet, but is met with a stiff boot from Smith. Diego doubles over, and Crazy Boy plants him with a DDT. Another cover.

One...

two...

...no! Diego up at two and three quarters.

Mark Perletta: Crazy Boy almost had him there!

Crazy Boy hops to his feet and drops a quick elbow. Back to his feet, he grabs the table and sets it up. The crowd starts up a decent chant of "Cra--Zy-BOY! Cra--Zy BOY!" He sets up the table and turns back to Diego. He scoops up Diego and puts him on top of the table.

Mark Perletta: Crazy Boy setting up Diego on the table... and now he's jumping to the top rope.

Joey C: Look at Diego! He's stirring.

Diego is stirring, and gets up and lunges at Crazy Boy's leg, crotching him on the top rope.

Landon Savage: Ouch town. Population: Crazy Boy.

Joey C: Might be a soprano.

Diego is now climbing to the second rope. He delivers a vicious back elbow that rocks Crazy Boy, but Crazy Boy comes back with a nasty elbow to Diego's ribs. Both men continue to jockey exchanging elbows, and slowly standing up... and climbing.... The crowd begins to buzz. Till both men are standing precariously balanced on the top turnbuckle.... Diego facing away from the table. Crazy Boy facing the table.

Diego works his way over, and wraps his arm around Crazy Boy, and delivers a vicious knee that hits below the belt.

Mark Perletta: Ridiculous. I know this is "No Limits", but a deliberate low blow following crotching Smith on that top rope?! That's just low!

Joey C: Perfectly legal Marky.

Diego keeps Crazy Boy upright, and launches himself backwards with a reverse side russian leg sweep!!

Mark Perletta: GOOD GOD!

CCCCRRRAAASSSSHHHHHHH!

The two men fall through the set up table and lay in a heap.

Landon Savage: Top Rope reverse side russian leg sweep through a table?!

Crowd: Holy shit!! Holy shit!! Holy shit!!

Landon Savage: I agree.

Through the rubble, Diego begins to move slowly. Struggling he drapes an arm over Crazy Boy.

One...

Two...

THREE!!

Hannah Perez gets into the ring with a microphone in hand and helps Diego de Cardenas up off the mat, out of the carnage.

Hannah Perez: Your winner, the master of the No Limits Match and the Champion of that division... Diego de Cardenas!

Mark Perletta: A rough match for both of these two, but in the end Diego de Cardenas pulls out the victory, though Crazy Boy was close to getting the win.

Landon Savage: Hold on, Perletta, it looks like our No Limits Champion wants to say something...

Once he shakes some of the cobwebs, Diego takes the microphone from his girlfriend manager, who also hands him the No Limits Title, which Diego puts over his shoulder.

Diego de Cardenas: Another guy steps up... another guy gets put on his back, down for the count. Crazy Boy thought he was going to prove something to people through this match, and he might've proved something to other people...

Diego looks over at the carnage from the match he just had with Crazy Boy.

Diego de Cardenas: But he didn't prove anything to me... He damn sure didn't prove he could beat me for this belt... But no one's been able to get close to beating me so far, so what else is new?

The fans start to boo.

Diego de Cardenas: Until someone steps up who is really WORTHY of taking this belt, I don't see any reason why I should have to defend it again, especially if the matches are going to be THIS easy to win...

The booing picks up, but for the second time tonight, Smith Cartwright walks out from the back with a microphone in hand. Diego doesn't look too happy to see him.

Smith Cartwright: Sorry everyone, I hate to have to bother you all for a second time tonight, but this... I need to put an end to this before it gets started. Diego, the front office didn't like this little game when the Syndicate did it, and they're not about to let you go down this road, too. Before you start spending night and day pretending to try to find someone WORTHY of the next title shot... we're going to take care of it for you, two weeks from tonight.

Smith pauses momentarily while Diego de Cardenas grits his teeth.

Smith Cartwright: And to make sure that we find someone FITTING of a title shot at CALL TO ARMS, to make sure we find someone DESERVING of your time... there aren't going to be just TWO people in that match... there are going to be FIVE. You may not think he did a good enough job here tonight to deserve a title shot, and maybe he didn't, but Crazy Boy at least deserves a chance to fight for a shot, because quite frankly he nearly beat you a few minutes ago. The other four? Matt Towers. Gigantus Awesomo. Cronos Diamante. And the man who you narrowly escaped at the Jacksonville SuperCard... Isaac Entragian. And to make things interesting, there are going to be two pinfalls scored in the match. The first one is going to narrow it down to 4 men, and the man who scores the second pinfall is the man who you'll be facing at CALL TO ARMS with the No Limits belt on the line.

As Diego de Cardenas stands there frustrated by the news, Smith Cartwright heads backstage.

Backstage walking with X-Calibur. He takes a swig from a bottle of water and as he lowers the bottle he comes to an abrupt halt. On the end of his surprised gaze, sitting with his feet propped up, a contended grin on his face, Loco Martinez.

X-Calibur: Well if it isn't Loco Martinez. The one and only.

Forming a gun-shape with his thumb and index finger across his chin, X squints a little bit as if he were perplexed about something.

X-Calibur: Wait, why are you even here? Doctor Melfi finally give you the gold star?

Loco: Cute. Someone's been watching their HBO.

Loco smirks and shakes his head.

Loco: You know? Can't a guy just come to work? Shit. I avoid this place? I get suspended. I actually SHOW UP to work, and I get dirty looks, bad jokes, and an interrogation.

X chuckles and follows it up with a shrug.

X-Calibur: Crash never was any good at jokes.

Loco looks confused, mouthing "Crash??", but X, Grinning again, cuts rights to it.

X-Calibur: Seriously though, Loco. What the hell's with you? I mean, it ain't none of my business... but since you're there and I'm here, I might as well ask it. What the fuck happened to that World Class, autograph signin', McDonald's playpen ball throwing bastard I used to see roaming the halls?

X sighs.

X-Calibur: Someone FINALLY break it to you that there's no Santa Claus? Or is it... something within? And before you crack a Spider-Man 3 symbiote joke- when I say within I mean, you can't hack it anymore?

Loco cocks a confused eyebrow

Loco: Spiderman... Symbiote?!

Loco drops his feet, and leans forward.

Loco: Ummm. No. I'm just here because avoiding here got me in trouble. I'm being the best "worker bee" I can be. Even though I'm not obligated to be here. Not quote - SUPPOSED to be here - unquote. In my first two meetings with my therapist... she thought it'd be a good idea. To slowly immerse myself back into this competitive atmosphere. This is a "first step" of sorts.

Loco smirks evilly.

Loco: Soooo.... Here. I. AM. I just hope I can bump into Stein tonight. Its all a part of the theraputic process... I'm supposed to "interact". Its conducive to the mental healing, blah blah blah... but I don't want to bore such an important "STAR" as yourself. I'm sure there are some "McDonald's play pen balls" I can busy myself with.

X nods his head, as if he understands. With the freedom of doubt or consequence, X casually places an arm on Loco's shoulder. Loco tenses up at the unexpected physical contact, and dreading the worst... but quickly relaxes in an attempt to "play it cool".

X-Calibur: Oh, you couldn't bore me, Loco. Not ever. And really, if I can get my two-cents in on the matter... she's right, man. "Competition" is very therapeutic to us "competitors". I know when I was going through my... erm... problems... many moons ago, it certainly helped me out.

X pats Loco on the back.

X-Calibur: For real though... if you never "bump" into Stein, and feel like you need some competition?

X nods his head, and points at his own chest.

X-Calibur: I ain't too hard to find.

Loco nods.

Loco: Super to know, big guy. But how 'bout you worry about John Thomas in the short term. He's a tough cat, and a close personal friend of mine. So.. who knows. Our paths might cross.

X's eyes lighten up. Almost gleaming in the light.

X-Calibur: You know what? They... just... might.

X pats Loco on the back once more, and turns to leave the locker room. Just inches before leaving, X turns around and snaps his fingers.

X-Calibur: I almost forgot, Loco. If you see John before I do? Send him my regards. I do hope they found all of his teeth...

X then turns back around, and exits. Loco just rolls his eyes, leans back in his chair and again props his feet up... making himself most, "at home".

Mark Perletta: The tag team division has really picked up in the past few months, with the arrival of teams like the Long Island Hardcore and Domination, and the resurgence of the Bushido Buntai.

Landon Savage: Not to mention the Syndicate, ruling the division with an iron fist better than any other tag team has in the history of this organization.

Mark Perletta: Well the roots for this match go back to STRIFE 18. Trent Logan made a challenge to Long Island Hardcore on behalf of Domination. Because that challenge was turned down, Domination showed up at the SuperCard and cost CJ Nelson and Jared Walsh the match against the Bushido Buntai.

Joey C: And apparently that didn’t sit well with Katsuro, Osamu, and Shinya. People thought that maybe the Bushidos were in cahoots with Domination, but they dispelled that myth.

Mark Perletta: When the Bushido Buntai were making it clear to Trent Logan and the boys that they didn’t want Domination getting involved in any more of their matches, the challenge for tonight’s match came about, and because of it, we get a preview of a match I’m sure we’re going to see again at some point down the road.

Landon Savage: It’s no secret that Rob Belote loves tag team wrestling, so you know he had to be loving this match, with so much great tag team action. But who won? Let’s find out what happened…

Start : Footage from the Match

Hooking Osamu Hayashi by the shoulder, Ben Murdock lifts his opponent up off the mat, and then he quickly wraps Osamu up around the waist. Pivoting around, Rage throws Hayashi backwards with a belly to belly suplex, sending him down hard onto the mat. Murdock gets up from his knees, then grabs Osamu Hayashi, lifts him up off the mat into a bodyslam position… and then drives his back down onto his knee.

Landon Savage: Ben Murdock using his huge strength advantage in those past two moves, and things are looking good for Domination right about now.

Joey C: If the Bushido Buntai are going to get back into this match, Katsuro Yoshida is going to have to find a way to get himself tagged back in, because Osamu Hayashi’s not looking too good right now…

After stomping down onto Osamu, Rage walks over and tags in Venom. When Steve O’Reily gets into the ring, he immediately pulls Hayashi up off the mat, putting him up onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry position, and then he lifts him right up off the mat, falls back, and on the way down Steve pulls Osamu down across his knees in a modified gutbuster. After letting out a victorious yell, Steve grabs Osamu and pulls him up off the mat, again putting him up onto his shoulders. Holding him there for a moment, Venom then throws Osamu off to the side, but in an unexpected result, the Bushido Buntai member lands on his feet. When Steve goes to continue the attack after the failed move attempt, he’s greeted with a leaping heel spin kick to the jaw that takes the Domination member off his feet.

Landon Savage: This is your big chance, Hayashi!

Mark Perletta: Osamu getting to his knees… he works his way up to his feet… he reaches out… and makes the tag! In comes Katsuro Yoshida!

With a very focused head of steam, Katsuro Yoshida runs into the ring and drills O’Reily in the jaw with a front stomping kick. Steve spins around slightly, and Katsuro grabs him by the back of his head and slams him face first down into the mat. As Venom tries to get up off the mat, Katsuro Yoshida runs up and drives his foot into his ribs, driving him back down to the mat. Lifting Steve O’Reily up off the mat, Katsuro grabs his opponent from behind and looks to be going for a german suplex, but O’Reily blocks the attempt. Katsuro tries again, but that attempt is blocked too. Osamu Hayashi gets into the ring and as Katsuro Yoshida goes for a third attempt at the German suplex, Osamu leaps into the air and hits a dropkick that propels Steve backwards, allowing Katsuro to complete the move this time.

Mark Perletta: Great teamwork from the Bushido Buntai, and Katsuro Yoshida bridges into a pinfall attempt…

One!

Two!

NO!

Ben Murdock gets into the ring and drives a double-axhandle into Yoshida’s gut, breaking up the pinfall attempt. With Osamu Hayashi headed back out onto the apron, the referee turns his attention to Ben Murdock, getting him to head back out onto the apron. When Katsuro Yoshida gets back up to his feet, he says something to Osamu Hayashi and then he grabs Steve by the arm, pulling him up to his feet. After sending O’Reily into the ropes, Katsuro steps to the side, waiting for Steve to make his return and taking him down to the mat with a drop toe hold. Not more than two seconds after the Domination member hits the mat, Osamu Hayashi gets into the ring and drills Steve O’Reily in the face with a low dropkick.

Mark Perletta: Yet another good combination move there by the Bushido Buntai.

Landon Savage: They’ve got O’Reily on the ropes, but can they finish him off?

As Steve O’Reily works to get up off the mat, a wave of excitement rolls in through the crowd and the camera turns to show CJ Nelson and Jared Walsh both running down the isle. Before anyone can react to it, Nelson slides into the ring under the bottom rope and Walsh hops up onto the apron, then hops up to the top rope. Nelson immediately tackles Steve O’Reily down to the mat, whereas Jared Walsh leaps off the top rope and nails Ben Murdock off the apron with a dropkick.

Mark Perletta: I should’ve known something like this was going to happen! Of course Long Island Hardcore was going to make Domination pay for making them lose to the Bushido Buntai at the SuperCard!

Josephina Colbert: The referee has ruled this match a No Contest!

Landon Savage: Yet again, the Bushido Buntai don’t appear too pleased that someone’s getting involved in their match, and they’re not just going to stand by and let it happen!

Joey C: This match has already been thrown out by the referee, what else are they going to do, right?

Katsuro Yoshida moves in and pulls CJ Nelson off of Steve O’Reily, whereas Osamu Hayashi runs over and goes to work on Jared Walsh on the outside. With the bell being rung repeatedly and the referee trying to regain some order, Steve O’Reily shakes some cobwebs and rolls out of the ring under the bottom rope. Once out there, he sees Osamu Hayashi and Jared Walsh going at it, and Steve O’Reily runs in and drills both of them with a double clothesline, taking them down to the ground. LEGACY Officials and road agents come pouring out of the back, and they get down to the ring and start pulling the members of each team apart. Once a sense of order is regained, Smith Cartwright steps out from the back with a microphone for the third time tonight, shaking his head.

Smith Cartwright: I should be getting paid overtime for this... And for a THIRD time, I apologize to everyone out there, but things seem to be crazy tonight, and that just gives me more to deal with. Besides, I figured that instead of dealing with this backstage, I may as well make this announcement right here and now. So, members of the Bushido Buntai, Domination, and Long Island Hardcore... listen up. The three of you seem to be having issues with one another that aren't going to be involved unless you're all involved, so at CALL TO ARMS, that's what we're going to do! All six of you, a contract for a World Tag Team Title Shot hanging above the ring... ladders around the ring to help you get it!

Obviously a little frustrated at the situation and having said what he showed up to announce, Smith Cartwright heads backstage.

Backstage, we find LEGACY interviewer Andrew Kelley, wearing a tweed jacket and a white dress shirt, standing next to Ron Bailey, who is decked out in his warm-up suit, getting ready to head out to the ring for his match.

Andrew Kelley: Ron Bailey, coming up next you're set for your first title shot here in LEGACY as you step into the ring against the Strong Style Dragon with the Tao of Valor Championship on the line.

Ron Bailey: That's right, that's right, and do you think I'm worried? Not a bit. Think I'm sweating? Think these hands are shaking? I don't get nervous before matches. I know what I can do in that ring. I know myself, I know my strengths, I know how to get the best performance I can out of this body, and when I'm on my game, can't nobody hold me back... just like you've seen from me thus far here in LEGACY.

Andrew Kelley: It sounds like you didn't let that loss to X-Calibur shake your confidence in yourself at all.

Ron looks confused.

Ron Bailey: Not exactly sure what you're talking about, there, but we can just chalk that up to you being inexperienced as an interviewer.

Andrew Kelley: I was just merely saying that going into your match on the Jacksonville SuperCard show, you had a ton of momentum, and I thought maybe you'd be worried that you wouldn't be able to...

Ron cuts him off.

Ron Bailey: See, I still got no clue what you're talking about. Nothin' happened recently that would be slowing me down inside that ring. Now if you don't mind, I've got a title to go win, and if you're lucky, I might even let you be the first one to interview me after I become Tao of Valor Champion.

Putting his headphones back into his ears, Ron hits a button on his iPod and walks off.

Mark Perletta: In the next-to-last match of the night, we have a title match between two of LEGACY’s hot young stars, with Strong Style Dragon looking to continue his reign as Tao of Valor Champion, and Ron Bailey looking to pick up his first championship gold belt, not only in LEGACY, but of his wrestling career.

Landon Savage: Well Ron Bailey is more used to being a part of a mixed martial arts community that didn’t have championship belts, and while some people think that’s a disadvantage to him, Ron Bailey has made the adjustment quite naturally, figuring out the differences between a wrestling ring and… whatever type of fighting space he’s used to.

Mark Perletta: We don’t know nearly as much about Strong Style Dragon’s history in competition, but we do know that he’s had wrestling experience prior to showing up in LEGACY, and we also know that whatever experience he does have has paid off, as he was able to defeat Dan Stein to become the Tao of Valor Champion.

Joey C: Albeit with a little bit of help from Loco Martinez.

Mark Perletta: Regardless, a lot of people thought that Dragon might win that match anyway, as he’s been absolutely on fire since showing up in LEGACY, winning all of his matches, gaining a reputation for fast paced, exciting matches.

Landon Savage: The guy’s definitely growing on me, especially with the way he won his Last Man Standing match two weeks ago in his last match, spitting that mist into the face of Tim Jones, blinding him momentarily, and letting him pick up the win.

Mark Perletta: With the more strict rules enforced in tonight’s match, that sort of thing won’t fly, but the match-up of Dragon and Ron Bailey was really intriguing to me, as their styles are very similar, with Dragon having the edge in technical ability and high flying moves, Ron Bailey having the edge in strength and a slight edge in submissions skills.

Joey C: Everyone knew this was going to be one hell of a battle, so how about we just get to the match, already in progress?

Start : Footage from the Match

Strong Style Dragon ducks under a clothesline from Ron Bailey and springs onto the second rope, twisting and landing on Bailey's shoulders with a sudden hurricanrana!

Mark Perletta: A beautiful hurricanrana, snapped off by the Tao of Valor Champion!

Dragon quickly gets to his feet as Bailey rises on his own. Dragon hits the ropes to the side of Bailey and catches him with a flying head scissor, that spills Bailey through the middle and top rope to the arena floor in Orlando! Dragon quickly gets to his feet as Bailey tries to get his bearings back, and Dragon hits the ropes before diving right through the top and middle ropes, head first, to collide into Ron Bailey's chest!

Joey C: Ron Bailey needs to regain his composure, and get control over this match back!

Dragon gets to his feet and springs up onto the ring apron. Bailey starts to get back to his feet just as Dragon springs off the top rope for a moonsault! Bailey sidesteps to avoid contact, and Dragon ends up landing on his feet before Bailey catches him as he turns with a thunderous clothesline!

Landon Savage: Ron Bailey just drove the back of the Strong Style Dragon's skull into the floor!

Bailey pulls Dragon to his feet quickly and rolls him under the bottom rope, twisting him to put his head hanging over the apron. Bailey takes several steps backward before charging forward and lifting his knee into the side of Dragons' head! Dragon's head snaps awkwardly to the side as Bailey grins at him before sliding in under the bottom rope, himself. Bailey pulls Dragon to the middle of the ring and drops into a cover.

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Dragon kicks both legs hard, riding the momentum to get a shoulder off the canvas. Bailey turns Dragon over to his belly and places his right knee in the back of Dragon's neck before grabbing Dragon under his chin with both hands and pulling back, hard. Dragon grabs Bailey's wrists with both hands before working his left hand in between Ron's forearm and the side of his own face.

Mark Perletta: The Strong Style Dragon has got to be working on a way out of this hold, you've got to believe.

Dragon starts pushing his arm upward, before grabbing his own wrist with his right hand, he pushes with both hands away from his body now and breaks Ron's grip, turning quickly to stop Bailey from being able to get another hold on, but Bailey quickly drives his elbow into Dragon's chin instead, going for the cover!

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Dragon kicks out again. Bailey pulls him to his feet and rushes him into the nearest corner. Bailey pulls Dragon up and sets him up on the top rope quickly before reaching under Dragon and locking his right leg up in the turnbuckle.

Joey C: Whatever Ron Bailey has in mind, it's no good for the Champion!

Bailey grabs Dragon by the back of the head and drives his face down on his knee! Dragon slumps forward from the impact, hanging upside down thanks to his leg being tied up in the turnbuckle! Bailey walks casually to the far corner of the ring and then explodes into action, charging full speed before dropping to baseball slide the back of Dragon's head! Dragon snaps back up from the momentum and his leg becomes untangled as he uncermoniously collapses from the top rope to the canvas!

Landon Savage: Ron Bailey could have broken his neck!

Bailey rolls Dragon over to his back and quickly hooks the inside leg!

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Dragon gets his outside foot on the rope just barely before the referee's hand meets the ring for the third time. Bailey pulls Dragon to his feet, and Dragon drops to a knee, unable to stand on his own. Bailey pulls him up to his feet again, this time locking him with a front face lock before hoisting him up and over for a suplex! Dragon kicks his legs and throws a knee into Bailey's face before rolling back down right into a small package!

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Bailey rolls through the small package and hoists Dragon back up, effortlessly, but Dragon throws a knee into his face again before twisting his waist on his descent, catching Bailey in a victory roll-esque pin!

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Bailey rolls backward quickly and pulls Dragon up in a wheelbarrow, tossing him back with a wheelbarrow supplex! Dragon tucks his legs and lands on his feet and hits the ropes just as Bailey gets to his own feet. Bailey catches the rebounding Dragon by the back of his shorts and the back of his mask, and tosses him through the ropes carelessly, but Dragon grabs the second rope and swings through to land on his feet on the apron!

Mark Perletta: I don't know where he's getting this fighting spirit from, but the Strong Style Dragon will not be put down!

Bailey turns around, thinking he finally got rid of the smaller man, when Strong Style Dragon springboards off the top rope and twists through to snap a springboard cyclone kick off into Ron Baiely's face that sends Bailey to the canvas, rolling under the ropes! Dragon crashes on the canvas too, clutching the back of his neck!

Joey C: That's like a springboard version of his Dragon's Breath!

Landon Savage: But he can't capitalize because Bailey is under the ring ropes, and he's flat on his face on the canvas himself!

Dragon slowly gets his knees under himself and starts to crawl on his knees to Bailey. He grabs Ron by the ankle and stands, dragging Bailey back into the ring before dropping onto him for the cover!

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Ron Bailey manages to get his left hand on the bottom rope, stopping the referee from making the third, and final, count. Dragon slowly pushes to his feet, holding the back of his head with his left arm as he grabs Bailey with the right by the wrist, pulling him to his feet.

Mark Perletta: He thought he had it there! Hell, I thought he had it there, but he's not calling it a day just yet! He's not arguing with the referee like so many other performers have in the past!

Dragon twists under Bailey's arm and then sends him off the ropes, hard! Bailey reverses the Irish Whip attempt, however, and pulls Dragon into a fireman's carry! Dragon kicks his legs and slides down Baiely's back, kicking him in the abdomen as he turns around and sends him off the ropes this time! Bailey rebounds and Dragon tries to catch him with the Sky High-like sit-out spinebuster, but Bailey throws both arms down across Dragon's wrists to block the upward momentum! Bailey quickly locks Dragon with a front facelock and drops down!

Joey C: He's going for the Odds-On-Favoirte!

As Bailey tries to get his legs wrapped around Strong Style Dragon's midsection, Dragon kicks both legs hard and hooks under Bailey's knees with his hands, stacking him on his shoulders as his neck is being cranked back!

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The bell signals as the Bailey fails to get his shoulders off of the canvas!

Josephina Colbert: Here is your winner by pinfall... and STILL Tao of Valor Champion... Strong. Style. Drrrrragon!!

Landon Savage: Strong Style Dragon did it! He countered the Odds-On-Favorite with a jacknife pin, and won it!

Bailey refuses to release Dragon's neck, however, as the bell sounds a second time, Bailey forcefully pulls Dragon back over on top of him and hooks his legs around Dragon's waist now, pulling hard to separate his neck from the rest of his body!

Mark Perletta: Someone's gotta get in there and stop this!

The referee tries to convince Ron Bailey to let go of the hold, but he refuses, as Dragon stops flailing his legs and arms, no longer able to fight for anything but oxygen.

Joey C: He was robbed, and this is what you do to a robber, fellas. You choke him out! Bailey finally releases the hold as a swarm of referees hit the ring. He looks down at Dragon and smirks, beginning to leave the ring. The referees start to check on Dragon, before Bailey comes back and shoves them out of the way, pulling Dragon up into a fireman's carry! Bailey tosses Dragon upward and catches him on the way down with a knee to the face!

Landon Savage: And noe he's given him the Sure Thing, for good measure!

Ron Bailey looks down at the damage, as Dragon lies motionless on his back, craddling his neck with both arms. Bailey slowly starts to smile, before he makes his way out of the ring.

At the ringside area, it appears, at least for the time being, that there will be a lull in the action, as a horde of ringcrew begin to survey the scene, and start making preparations to adjust the ring in some way. Some of the crowd look on perplexed, wondering what is about to happen, others shrug their shoulders and seem to head for the concession stands to get beer and popcorn.

A red carpeting is brought out from the rampway area, carried out by four people, and is brought into the ring. Many of the fans who were headed to get some refreshment notice this oddity and return to their seats. Once the rug is in the ring, the four men step inside the squared circle and begin to adjust it, so that is covering the normally grey canvas. On the other side of the ring, a table is being set up, and chairs are being selected by the commentary position.

Mark Perletta – We can see the ring crew, setting up the ring here, for our next attraction of the evening, involving two newcomers to LEGACY wrestling, Alexander Harmston and Raymond Willmott!

Joey C – Signing a contract to fight. Pffft … Who says we even want to see them fight!

Landon Savage – Based on their history together, this should …

Joey C – But that’s just it! What is their history!?! Neither seems to be talking. Neither seems to want to go into detail about the past. We know hardly anything about these two men, save for some accomplishments on … the other side of the wrestling fence!

Mark Perletta – Well … we may get more of a taste this evening. It seems that, from a LEGACY point of view, they really want to draw our attention to this contest. It’s not often you see two participants sign a contract, live on television. So, there must be something of magnitude in this.

Joey C – I’ve yet to see it!

Whilst the commentary position have been talking, four white pillars have been set up at either side of the ring, to cover over the turnbuckles, and a pot plant placed in the top right hand corner of the ring, to add a flavor to the newly decorated ring.

The empty seats in the audience are starting to fill again, as fans bring back their cups of beer, soda, or French fries. It’s clear their attention is one of confusion, seeing this new style LEGACY ring, below them. Then all of a sudden, the PA System comes to life with ‘Smoke on the Water’ by Deep Purple. As the first few chords are given time to play, and the crowd begins to associate the tune with whose about to walk down the aisle, the already electric arena, turns into fever pitch. It’s not often the crowd is treated to the presence of LEGACY owner, Rob Belote, but when they are, they know for certain something big is about to happen!

They’re not kept waiting long as Belote makes his way down the aisle, with a grey suit, white shirt combination and a beaming smile on his face. Rob receives a warm, positive reaction from the sold out attendance, as he casually walks into the ring, to take a microphone from Josephina Colbert.

Rob Belote: Ladies and Gentlemen, on behalf of LEGACY, I’d like to thank you all for coming here tonight. It’s a real pleasure to be standing in front of you this evening, which I don’t normally do, and I hope you’re all enjoying the great matches here this evening. I know you’re all jacked up for that! But the reason I’m out here tonight is to give you, the fans, a contract signing, that will determine the first official contest for the upcoming LEGACY Pay-Per-View Extravanganza this June!!

The interest of the crowd has been piqued. Everyone has fallen silent, realising that a big announcement could be pending.

Rob Belote: LEGACY has recently signed two top freelance fighters, and at the STRIFE SUPERCARD, two men verbally agreed to face each other in a LEGACY ring! A challenge was extended by one man, the other answered… which brings us to tonight! We’re here to bring these two men together, officially, so that they can settle their differences at the Pay-Per-View!! We’re here to make sure that all discrepancies are resolved!!

Belote paces the ring slightly, putting his free hand in his pocket.

Rob Belote: So, without further adieu, it gives me great pleasure, to introduce one of the participants …

Belote looks up at the camera with a slight glint in his eye.

Rob Belote: …’RED HOT’ RAY WILLLLLMOOTTTTTT!!!!!!!!

A positive reaction comes over the crowd as the name escapes Belotes lips, and the lights in the arena fall dead. The chords of the new Linkin Park song ‘Given Up’ kick into gear, across the sound board and when they break into beat … two strands of fire branch out along the rampway area, shooting down toward the ring. When they reach the end of the line, inches away from the ringside area … a big blast of fire goes off around the ring, surprising a few people in the front row.

Meanwhile, Willmott has surfaced from behind the curtain, and is slapping hands with the fans at front row, like a man possessed. The music seems to energise him, as he charges toward the ring, embracing fans all the way along. Belote seems slightly taken aback by Ray’s enthusiasm, but shakes his hand regardless, when he steps into the ring. Willmott begins to pace the ring a little, examining every fine detail. He smiles to himself, as he looks around the audience, pounding his chest respectfully toward them. The camera focuses back on Belote, who has the microphone up to his lips.

Rob Belote: …And the man he is set to face. The final piece of this puzzle … THE FOUNDATION … ALEXANDER HAAAARRMSTOOOOON!!!!!

Nickelback's "Leader of Men" starts up, and the live crowd give a respectful reaction to Harmston, who comes out from the back smiling. As always, he is wearing a signature black sleeveless trench-coat, jeans and a t-shirt. He doesn’t waste much time making his way to the ring, not stopping to share formalities with the fans. He walks up the steps, then between the ropes.

Much as Willmott did, Harmston shakes the LEGACY owner’s hand, and then just as quickly, returns a firm, almost angered glare, at Ray Willmott. The crowd instantly feels the heat, and their attention is quickly piqued by the potentially explosive situation. The camera pans back to Belote, who seems quick to want to get the proceedings moving along, noticing the obvious tension between Harmston and Willmott.

Rob Belote: …Okay gentlemen. If you’d both like to take a seat, we can get this underway!

Both men continue to eyeball each other for a moment, neither wanting to make the first move, weary of a cheap trick or underhanded tactic. They just stand there, in front of a near silent crowd, who are sitting on pins, awaiting this meeting to get underway. Finally, Willmott takes the initiative, pulls his seat out, and sits himself down firmly, all the while looking up at Harmston, who quickly emulates the motion. Now that both men are sat down, Belote withdraws a piece of paper from his coat pocket and places it out onto the table in front of both men. He draws the microphone to his lips …

Rob Belote: …This is a legal and binding contract that if agreed, will bring ‘Red Hot’ Ray Willmott and ‘The Foundation’ Alexander Harmston together in a match at June’s upcoming extravaganza! Everything is as you see it; all that we need from the both of you is a signature, for the final confirmation! Ray, if you’d like to go first …

Willmott scoops his hand across the contract, turning it around to his line of sight. He takes a quick glimpse up to look into Harmston’s eyes, then gives his full focus to the contract in front of him. He takes a moment to peruse the details, making sure he is happy with all that is resting in front of him.

Ray Willmott: …I’ve got several hundreds of thousands of possibilities swirling around in my head now. Just reading through this contract, I’m excited. Hell, I’m f*cking jacked up!!

Willmott’s enthusiasm seems to inspire him, as he jolts to his feet! The burst of emotion really awakens the fans.

Ray Willmott: …We’re two men who have travelled around the World and traded championships, over and again. We’re athletes who’ve tortured each other, put one another through anguish and anxiety, like few mortal men can bare to comprehend!

We’re men who know one another’s game plan’s like the back of our hand, yet can still surprise each other with something totally out of the blue! We can show each other how much our battles mean to one another, by a simple nod, or a faint flicker of the eye.

Ray Willmott: …We are competitiors!

Willmott’s reaction eases ever so slightly.

Ray Willmott: …And standing here, I realise that one thing I’ve always respected of Alex, is that all of our battles have stayed on that line of professionalism. That we’ve never stepped the boundary or gone a step too far. We’re gladiators. We know our job. We know what we’re here to do. We’ve matured as athletes, and have learned from one another, in ways, few will understand.

Ray pauses for a moment.

Ray Willmott: …And I cannot think of a better way for me to begin my career in LEGACY, than face a man who I know will give me every filament of his being, in order to win a match. A man, that I know, will provide for me the challenge to keep my ambitions of ultimate success alive!

Willmott looks down at the contract and then at all of the fans.

Ray Willmott: …I know that by putting this pen on this paper, I will be guaranteeing you, me and everybody, the match of a lifetime! We will give greatness, we will exceed expectation. We will go above and beyond and show the World, why it is Rob Belote, came looking for us to join the LEGACY brand!

He smiles at Belote before continuing.

Ray Willmott: …Some people don’t know who we are and why we’re here.But when the bell sounds, when we’re live on pay-per-view, and a worldwide audience is watching, nobody is going to care about the past. I’ve got nothing to think about. Nothing to mull over or decide. I want this more than anything. I’m ready to show LEGACY what it is, Ray F*cking Willmott is all about!!!

Willmott bends over the table, and makes a quick squiggle at the bottom of the page and soaks up the hot reception from the crowd on hand. The outburst seems to have inspired them, as they all turn their attention to Alexander Harmston, who is still sat in his seat. He looks up at Ray, gives him a half smile, then turns the contract around to face him, taking the pen in his hand. Much the same as Ray, he takes a few moments to read through everything, deciding whether it meets his expectations, and if he agrees with it. Several seconds pass, as he scans the documentation. Then, just as if it seems Alex is about to sign the contract, he looks up at Ray, cocks an eyebrow, then slowly stands back up.

Alex Harmston: You know, something just came to mind, Ray. Every time, except for that one time you got lucky, I've beaten you. Why do I need to prove myself to you again? I know I can do it. Everyone that's seen me wrestle you knows that I can do it. You know I can do it. So why Ray? Why should I lower myself to wrestle you again, and relive the past again and again, when I should be going forward with my career? I’ll prove everything I need to prove to these people the next time I step into this ring on a big stage.

Alex grins, looking at the contract, then back up to Ray.

Alex Harmston: If you want me to sign this contract so bad Ray, fine, but you're going to have to do something for me. Next Strife. I'm gonna pick a name off the roster and talk to Belote about it. You want me so bad in the ring; you'll have to go through him. Show me something, prove to me that I'm not just wasting my time and energy on you, and we all know that I'm not here to do that.

The grin on his face grows.

Alex Harmston: How bad do you want a match with me Ray? How bad does Hotpants himself want to step into the ring with The Foundation one more time, just to get his ass kicked again? Just to tap once again, just like last time, and the time before, and the time before. It's your call, and it's your decision. But like I said, if it's gonna happen, I need a show of good faith. I want you to prove that you're not just the man who I've humiliated time and time again. I want you to prove that you've grown as a fighter, that you're actually worth the effort this time. And the reason why is simple.

Harmston leans in close to Ray, almost nose to nose with him.

Alex Harmston: You, Ray, you try my patience. You steal the spotlight when it doesn't deserve to be on you. You and me, we're parallels, yes, but when it comes down to it, I'm just better. Prove to me that you can beat someone I know I could beat, and I'll consider the contract. Lose? And you can kiss it goodbye.

Harmston drops the microphone, letting it hit the table as he turns and walks away from Willmott, stepping through the ropes and then turning around, looking at Ray, hearing him pick the microphone back up. Ray smirks to himself.

Ray Willmott: …Alright Alex. You have a hand you want to deal. Want to draw me in, fuck with my head some, try to crack my soul, and shake my ‘foundations’ … that’s fine! Once again, I accept your challenge!

The fans pop!

Ray Willmott: …Bring me whoever it is you deem worthy. Take your time, investigate the roster top to bottom, ask for advice, whatever you have to do. But I’m warning you … I haven’t been sitting on my hands since that ‘other place’ caved in. I haven’t been twiddling my thumbs or chowing down nachos.

Willmott slams the microphone down, and just glares at Harmston, who is halfway up the rampway. ‘Given Up’ By Linkin Park implodes across the PA system, as the staredown remains ever firm between the two men.

Landon Savage: These four guys got a ton of history between one another in this organization. Justin Moreno hates Marcus Marion, going all the way back to their battles over the National Title in October of 2005. Ever since LEGACY opened its doors, Stephen Rawlings and Dan Stein have been at one another’s throats, vying to increase their position at one another’s expense.

Mark Perletta: Stephen Rawlings seems to have won in that pursuit, getting the World Title prior to Dan Stein, though some might argue that Stein gave up on the World Title too early. He did have a run with the Tao of Valor Championship, and in turn almost won himself another title shot at the World Title.

Joey C: And the history between Marcus Marion and Stephen Rawlings, while it doesn’t go back any further than the Jacksonville, SuperCard, they represent one of the hottest feuds going on in LEGACY today.

Mark Perletta: That said, I don’t think anyone was surprised with just how intense this match was from the sound of the opening bell all the way through to the final bell.

Joey C: Coming into this match, I really liked the idea of a tag team consisting of Marcus Marion and Dan Stein. They have the potential to be a great team, but only if they could get on the same page, the same sheet of music.

Mark Perletta: If this match was any indication, Joey, I’d say you’re right.

Landon Savage: Both of them appear to be otherwise occupied right now, though. And let’s not start considering Justin Moreno and Stephen Rawlings a benchmark to measure tag teams against. Stephen Rawlings got his shot at the World Title by beating Justin Moreno, so their cohesion… definitely in question.

Mark Perletta: I didn’t notice too many issues during the first half of the match, let’s check out the ending and see how things finish out.

Start : Footage from the Match

Taking Justin by the wrist, Marcus Marion goes for an irish whip, first looking as though he was going to send Moreno into the far corner, instead sending him towards one of the closer corners. When Justin gets to the corner, though, he hops up onto the top rope, then springs off backwards, flipping and spinning, clotheslining Marion down to the mat. Not wasting any time, Justin Moreno gets up off the mat and runs towards the ropes and heads right towards his opponent, leaping before he gets there, right into a backflip before he splashes down onto Marion.

Mark Perletta: Nifty little move there by Justin Moreno onto the man who he probably hates the most in this world.

Joey C: It was a poor choice of moves by Moreno. He want to prove himself to Marion and Mirage so badly that he goes for flashy moves like that when he should be just keeping in on the attack, going for low risk moves that are going to do damage but don’t give the FORMER AND FUTURE World Champion a chance to get right back into the match.

Lifting his opponent up off the mat, Justin Moreno grabs Marion around the head, lifts him up off the mat into a vertical suplex, but instead of dropping him backwards, Justin steps forwards and drops his waist across the top rope, bending him over. With Marion draped over the top rope, Justin Moreno pumps his fists in the air and then heads over to the side of the ring, jumps over the top rope out onto the apron, and from there he runs across the apron and hops up to the top rope. Measuring him up, Moreno leaps off the top rope and goes for the leg drop across the back of Marion’s neck… but Marcus slips backwards and moves out of the way!

Joey C: See, now THAT is what I was talking about! Justin Moreno goes for a high risk move when he’s got Marion on the ropes, and this time it DOESN’T pay off!

Landon Savage: I’d say it’s a sign of his inexperience, but Moreno’s not exactly a rookie. It’s more a sign of his inexperience against guys of Marcus Marion’s caliber.

Mark Perletta: I think it’s more a sign of how badly he wants to win this match on his terms. No one gives him credit for having what it takes to beat Marcus Marion, but he does, and he wants to prove it.

Getting back into the ring, Marcus Marion quickly starts laying into Moreno’s leg with stomps before grabbing him by the head and lifting him up to his feet. Hooking Moreno’s leg, Marion picks his opponent up off the mat and hits a knee breaker, not letting go and instead lifting Moreno up off the mat and hitting a second knee breaker. Letting Moreno stand on his own, Marcus Marion jogs towards the ropes, hits, getting momentum as he heads back towards his opponent, diving and drilling Justin in the back of his leg, dropping him down to the mat.

Mark Perletta: Marcus Marion working over that leg of Justin Moreno, and I do believe… yes, when Marion hit the ropes, he tagged in Dan Stein.

Landon Savage: Smart move, getting the fresher man in the match. Marcus Marion doesn’t have anything to prove to Justin Moreno.

Getting right into the ring, Dan Stein circles around, waiting as Justin Moreno starts to get up off the mat. When Moreno gets one of his legs underneath him, Stein moves in and drills him with a stiff kick to the back of the thigh. Then a second one. Then he hits a third one, dropping Moreno down to the mat again. Stein drops down to his knees, straddling Moreno’s chest and he starts laying into Justin with forearm shots to the face. After about eight forearms, Stein stands up, having done enough damage, and then stomps down onto Moreno’s chest.

With Moreno on the mat, Dan moves over to the corner and hops up onto the top turnbuckle, turning and facing the middle of the ring. After bending at the knees, Stein springs off and goes for a frogsplash… but just before he comes crashing down, Moreno gets his knees up, drilling them right into the gut of Dan Stein. Once Stein rolls off of him, Justin Moreno rolls over and then gets one foot underneath him, springs forward and tags in Stephen Rawlings.

Mark Perletta: And here comes the World’s Champion!

Landon Savage: Rawlings not wasting any time, grabbing Stein up off the mat, then dropping him right down to the mat with a ddt.

As Dan Stein starts to get up off the mat, Stephen Rawlings grabs him by the arm, irish whips him into the ropes and then leaps into the air and drills Stein on the return with a huge dropkick. Grabbing Stein by the head, Rawlings lifts Dan straight up into the air into a vertical suplex, then he drops STRAIGHT down, hitting The Lights with a brainbuster. A slight commotion starts amongst the crowd as Loco Martinez walks down the ramp, headed to ringside. It doesn't seem to bother either of the men inside the ring, however, as neither of them seem to notice.

Rawlings picks Dan Stein up off the mat and grabs him around the waist, but as he goes for an atomic drop, Dan puts his leg backwards and hooks onto the back of Stephen’s knee with his foot, blocking the attempt. Stein tries to break Rawlings’ hold, but his efforts to try to wrench Stephen’s arms away don’t work. Stein starts shuffling his feet, as does Rawlings, and the referee moves all around to try to be in the best possible position. During this exchange, John Thomas makes his way down the ramp, limping only slightly, but the only person whose attention is drawn to it is the referee.

Landon Savage: What in the world could John Thomas be doing, coming out here like this?

Joey C: You heard the conversation between he and Mirage earlier, John Thomas needs to be focused on the World Title, and who’s in the ring right now? The World’s Champion.

Mark Perletta: The referee doesn’t exactly look happy with John coming out here, and he looks intent on not letting John get involved.

As the referee walks over to the edge of the ring for a moment to address John, Loco takes the momentary distraction opportunity to slide into the ring. Positioning himself in the perfect spot, Loco waits as Stein and Rawlings continue to pivot around, and once they pivot into just the right position, Loco lunges in… he raises his foot upwards towards the jaw of Dan Stein…

BUT DAN STEIN BREAKS RAWLINGS’ GRASP AND PULLS AWAY…

AND LOCO CONNECTS…

ON THE JAW OF STEPHEN RAWLINGS!!

Dejected, Loco Martinez drops down to the mat and rolls out of the ring. Realizing what just happened, Dan Stein looks down at Rawlings, who is laid out on the mat, and then he stumbles backwards a few steps as he looks out of the ring towards Loco Martinez, who is walking back up the ramp. Reaching in from the apron, Marcus Marion tags himself in.

Mark Perletta: Dan Stein looked like he didn’t know what he wanted to do about that situation, but Marcus Marion, on the other hand, doesn’t seem to be having the same inner struggle, and he’s going to be going for the pinfall!

Joey C: Yeah, while Dan Stein goes after Loco Martinez!

As Stein exits the ring and heads up the ramp, Marcus Marion drops down to the mat, hooks underneath Rawlings’ knees and goes for the pinfall!

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Three.

Josephina Colbert: Here is your winner by pinfall... Marcus Marion and "The Lights" Dan Stein!

Mark Perletta: So Loco Martinez comes out to the ring in hopes of flattening Dan Stein with the LOCapitator, and instead, he gets Stephen Rawlings on the jaw, which leads directly to Marcus Marion getting to pick up the pinfall victory.

Joey C: Just a preview of things to come at CALL TO ARMS when Marcus Marion pins Stephen Rawlings with the title on the line, bringing the World Championship back where it belongs, back around Marcus Marion's waist.

Landon Savage: I think now that Marcus Marion has actually been training for his match with Stephen Rawlings this time around, he stands a good chance of bringing home the gold again, and this pinfall he just got, I'm sure it just doubled his certaininty in himself and in his ability to win at the pay per view.

Mark Perletta: Marcus Marion looks to be the only one who was satisfied with the way that match just ended, because Justin Moreno, Dan Stein, Stephen Rawlings, and even Loco Martinez almost definitely weren't pleased with the turn of events, but what's going to be the fall-out? We'll have to wait and see what happens in two week at STRIFE 22, because for tonight, we're out of time.

The show ends with a shot of Dan Stein walking up the ramp, then a shot of Stephen Rawlings waking up in the ring, and then Marcus Marion celebrating on the outside.