Alan Ducard: Conrad Kirk tried to fight out of the Flying Avengers corner, but the distraction from Kid Lightning allowed FLASH Dynamite to recapture this early advantage.

Bryan Harris: And what an impressive early advantage it’s been! These two young kids are far more talented than I would have thought given their seemingly silly outfits, but even that is starting to grow on me!

FLASH rolls over Conrad’s back and locks him into a side headlock. Conrad works his knees up under himself and pushes to hhis feet. Conrad shoves FLASH towards the ropes, and Kid Lightning slaps FLASH on the back as FLASH rebounds off the ropes and drives Conrad to the canvas with a shoulder tackle! Kid Lightning springs off the top quickly as FLASH moves to the side and lands with an elbow drop across Conrad’s chest!

Alan Ducard: High elevation on that springboard elbow drop, and Kid Lightning is going for the cover right now!

ONE!

TW–!

Conrad kicks out quickly, launching Kid Lightning off of his chest, and Kid Lightning lands on his feet.

Jimmy Yates: Kid Lightning’s gonna have to do a lo more to keep that big man down, especially since he’s like half his size.

Conrad starts to get to his feet and Kid Lightning looks to the ropes. Conrad gets to a knee and Kid Lightning darts at the ropes, rushing right for Conrad, who shoves to his feet and drives his arm across Kid Lightning’s chest with a HUGE clothesline that spins Kid Lightning through a back flip and a half, sending him through onto his back after the full flip!

Bryan Harris: No way!

Jimmy Yates: Now THAT is powerful! That clothesline just made Kid Lightning do a backwards 450!

Conrad moves to his corner, and tags in Joey Shepard quickly. Joey springs over the ropes, and pulls Kid Lightning to his feet. Conrad joins Joey and together they whip Kid Lightning off the ropes. Conrad catches Kid Lightning off the rebound by scooping him into a sidewalk slam position and spins him around for Joey to grab Kid Lightning’s neck and together they drop with a sidewalk slam and reverse DDT combination! Conrad slowly gets out of the ring as Joey hooks the leg deep for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Kid Lightning kicks out as FLASH starts through the ropes.

Bryan Harris: Kid Lightning found the fortitude to kick out of that dangerous move of Homies Gettin’ High!

Alan Ducard: It was an impressive tandem maneuver, and certainly was an impressive feat to kick out of such a thing as well.

Joey pulls Kid Lightning to his feet and sends him into a neutral corner. Joey runs at Kid Lightning, and Kid Lightning ducks down suddenly and throws Joey over the top rope in the corner, but Joey holds the top rope and swings around to land on the apron next to the turnbuckle post. Kid Lightning turns around, right into a forearm to the side of the face from Joey. Joey leaps onto the rtop rope and Kid Lightning turns right into a missile dropkick!

Jimmy Yates: Joey Shepard with a HIGH missile dropkick!

Alan Ducard: Joey Shepard has been on a proverbial roll since he has gotten into the ring this evening.

Joey pops up to his feet and quickly moves to the bottom rope. He leaps off and splashes across Kid Lightning’s chest with the One and a Half-Star Frog Splash! Joey pops up to his left knee, and puts his forefinger and thumb to his lips, and inhales deeply as the fans cheer! Joey then drops to make the cover!

ONE!

TW–!

Kid Lightning kicks out quickly, the moment to pose allowing him to get back some wind. Joey pulls Kid Lightning to his feet and whips him off the ropes, and FLASH slaps Kid Lightning’s arm as he hits the ropes.

Jimmy Yates: I think FLASH Dynamite just tagged himself in, but Joey doesn’t know!

Bryan Harris: Good! Maybe he’ll learn not to smoke so much before his next match, and he’ll pay better attention!

Kid Lightning rebounds off the ropes and Joey catches him with a tilt-a-whirl, but Kid Lightning swings his legs through with a flying head scissors that sends Joey into the ropes, his throat across the second rope and FLASH runs the length of the apron and drives his knee into the side of Joey’s face! The fans let out a loud groan of sympathy as FLASH steps through the ropes, while Joey lays on the canvas clutching the side of his head. Kid Lightning is escorted out of the ring, as FLASH pulls Joey up with both hands on his throat and throws Joey into a neutral corner with ease!

Alan Ducard: FLASH Dynamite is tossing young Joey Shepard around like a ragdoll!

Bryan Harris: And its glorious!

FLASH moves to Joey in the corner and starts driving rights and lefts into his abdomen and chest in rapid succession! Joey crumbles down to slump in the corner, and FLASH continues to drive punches into the top of his head, as the referee starts ordering him to get out of the corner. FLASH holds his hands up and backs up to the middle of the ring before suddenly running at Joey and tucks himself over with a somersault, splashing his back into Joey’s chest and face so hard the velocity sends his body springing back so he lands on his knees in front of Joey!

Alan Ducard: ...oh my goodness.

Jimmy Yates: Jesus Christ, he killed Joey! Holy...oh my God, he had to have caved Joey’s chest in!

FLASH grabs Joey by the ankles and drags his limp body out of the corner and drops to make the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THR–!

Conrad Kirk comes into the ring and stomps down on FLASH’s back, breaking the pin attempt as the official moves to back Conrad out of the ring! FLASH grabs Joey by the arm and yanks him to his feet, and points at Conrad on the apron, as if to tell him he caused this. FLASH whips Joey off the ropes and bends down for a back body drop, but Joey leaps over him and rolls forward, hooking FLASH’s legs for a sunset flip! But FLASH doesn’t go down!

Bryan Harris: Ha! Joey’s attempt at a sudden pin didn’t turn out so hot for him!

Jimmy Yates: He doesn’t need to be in there, he needs to get a tag to Conrad! It’s amazing even had the strength, or the instinct, to jump over FLASH!

FLASH looks down at Joey and grabs him by the side of the head with both hands and pulls him straight through his legs and to his feet before launching him straight into the air, catching Joey’s legs on his shoulders for a powerbomb, but Joey snaps back with a hurricanrana and FLASH spills through the ropes to the floor! Joey starts crawling to his corner!

Bryan Harris: No! What the hell happened?!

Alan Ducard: I believe that Jo–

Bryan Harris: I KNOW WHAT HAPPENED!

Kid Lightning suddenly slings himself over the top rope into the ring and rushes at the HgH corner, nailing Conrad with a running forearm! Conrad holds the rope and comes in, and Kid Lightning quickly runs to his corner as the referee moves to push Conrad out, now that Kid Lightning has left the ring. Kid Lightning runs back into the ring and grabs Joey’s ankle and starts dragging him back to the Flying Avengers corner, and Conrad starts arguing with the ref about Kid Lightning actually still being in the ring!

Jimmy Yates: Damnit!

Alan Ducard: Kid Lightning is using the distraction to his unfair advantage.

Joey turns over onto his back and shoves his other foot into Kid Lightning’s chest, sending him into the corner, and the fans cheer again as Conrad steps out of the ring finally! The official turns around as Joey turns to start crawling toward his corner, breathing deeply and clutching his chest. Joey reaches his hands out, just inches from Conrad’s outstretched fingers!

Jimmy Yates: Yes! Go Joey!

Suddenly, FLASH Dynamite slides under the bottom rope and sprints for Joey, dropping an elbow across the back of his head!

Bryan Harris: Yes! FLASH Dynamite saved the day!

Joey drops completely to the canvas, and the fans begin to boo loudly as FLASH grabs Joey and pulls him to his feet into a waistlock. FLASH spins around Joey’s body, locking him from the front, and rushes into his corner and tags in Kid Lightning. FLASH moves to his right, still locking Joey’s body up, and then sends him to the ropes as Kid lightning moves along the apron. FLASH catches Joey on the rebound with a high back body drop, ands Kid Lightning springboards to the top and comes right off with a full flip, landing on Joey’s chest in mid-air, riding Joey to the canvas!

Alan Ducard: I...I have never seen something like that executed in mid-air before!

Bryan Harris: That! Was! AWESOME!

Kid Lightning pops onto his knees and throws his arms out wide before pinching his forefinger and thumb together and mockingly throwing his hand toward the canvas, he gets to his feet, and stomps on the spot he threw the imaginary joint. The fans boo again, as Kid Lightning turns to look at Joey and stomps down on his chest before turning back around and pointing at Conrad with both hands. Kid Lightning runs to the ropes and rebounds off with a dead sprint before leaping into the air and turns through a shooting star press across Joey’s chest!

Alan Ducard: Amazing agility and speed from the newcomer, Kid Lightning.

Jimmy Yates: C’mon Joey!

Kid Lightning hooks the leg and leans back for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR–!

Conrad steps through the ropes and yanks Kid Lightning off the cover by his leg! The referee quickly backs Conrad out of the ring, and Kid Lightning grabs Joey and pulls him to his feet. Kid Lightning sends Joey into a neutral corner and rushes at Joey! Joey ducks and sends Kid Lightning over the turnbuckle, and Kid Lightning swings himself to land on the apron. Joey turns around, and Kid Lightning forearms him in the side of the head!

Bryan Harris: Didn’t we see this earlier?

Jimmy Yates: It was the other way around though, and I really hope we don’t see Kid Lightning hit the same dropkick Joey did!

Joey stumbles back and Kid Lightning leaps onto the top turnbuckle. Joey turns around and Kid Lightning leaps off, looking for a missile dropkick, but Joey ducks under and Kid Lightning crashes to the canvas as Joey drops to a knee holding his own chest!

Bryan Harris: NO!

Joey starts making his way to his corner as Kid Lightning rolls off his chest, and starts rolling toward his own corner! Joey slaps Conrad’s hand! Kid Lightning slaps FLASH’s hand! Conrad is through the ropes a little earlier than FLASH is, and catches FLASH as he comes across the ring with a clothesline!

Alan Ducard: Conrad Kirk is back in the ring, and the way this match shapes up has drastically changed!

Conrad turns and pulls Kid Lightning to his feet before whipping him off the ropes and catching him on the rebound with a high back body drop! FLASH gets to his feet and runs at Conrad, only to catch a big back elbow from Conrad! Kid Lightning slowly gets back to his feet and Conrad sends him into a corner, rushes at him, and drives a clothesline into his chest in the corner! FLASH is back to his feet against the ropes, and Conrad rushes him, clotheslining him over the top rope to the floor!

Jimmy Yates: Conrad Kirk is taking out the damn trash, and its about time!

Alan Ducard: His aggression has been awakened by these two self-proclaimed superheroes, and he is getting a measure of revenge for their antics.

Conrad moves to Kid Lightning and pulls him out of the corner and snaps him over with a vertical suplex! Conrad rolls to his feet and pulls Kid Lightning up with him, right into another vertical suplex! Conrad pulls Kid Lightning back up onto his feet, right into a fireman’s carry! Conrad holds Kid Lightning up on his shoulders for a moment, his eyes going wide, as the fans cheer loudly!

Jimmy Yates: Conrad hit the Crazy Weed, and he’s about to nail the Crying Weed!

Conrad looks out of the ring at FLASH Dynamite, who’s starting to get to his feet on the floor, then drives Kid Lightning down with a Death Valley Driver! Conrad grabs Kid Lightning by his head and pulls him right into a standing headscissors before shouting.

Conrad Kirk: Green Grass and High Times mothaf**kas!

Bryan Harris: Such language should be punishable by forefeit!

FLASH Dynamite slowly slides into the ring behind Conrad and fishes his right hand into the front of his tights, as the referee starts telling Conrad to let Kid Lightning goe, he’s not the legal man. Conrad ignores the official’s pleas and hooks under Kid Lightning’s arms and behind his knees, pulling him up and turns, right as FLASH pulls his hand out of the front of his tights and punches him in the face through Kid Lightning’s legs!

Alan Ducard: I don’t know what he hit him with, but FLASH Dynamite just hit Conrad Kirk with something!

Bryan Harris: And the referee doesn’t even know! Finally some justice is served!

Conrad collapses to the canvas, and FLASH turns to Joey Shepard on the apron, and rushes him, driving his, as the camera can now see, brass-knuckle covered fist into Joey’s face, dropping him from the apron before tossing the brass knuckles off his hand. FLASH turns around and moves to Conrad, shoving Kid Lightning’s limp body off of Conrad’s chest, and covers, yelling for the confused referee to count!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The referee signals for the bell, as the fans begin to boo loudly!

Alan Ducard: The Flying Avengers literally have stolen a victory from Homies Gettin’ High, and it’s a travesty!

Jimmy Yates: The official didn’t even see the brass knuckles! What the hell?!

Bryan Harris: Exactly, Jimbo. Its only cheating if you’re caught, and they weren’t caught!

The fans continue to boo, as Fall Out Boy’s “I Don’t Care” plays, and Josephina Colbert raises the microphone to her lips.

Alan Ducard: It’s the televised in-ring debut for these two, so far in this match Thomas Manchester Black has shown a higher level of intensity.

Black stomps on his fallen opponents torso a few times before grabbing a fist full of Romeo’s jet black hair and pulling him to his feet. TMB Brings a knee into his opponents abdomen, doubling him over before pushing him into the rope. Romeo hits the rope, bounces, and comes charging back. TMB is there with a hip toss into a backbreaker – But Romeo rolls off the knee landing on his feet. Romeo hits the opposite ropes, bounces, comes charging back – RUNNING CLOTHESLINE!! TMB goes down!!

Jimmy Yates: Nice take down of the bigger man!

Bryan Yates: Hmm… But can he keep him down?

Romeo quickly props himself onto the middle rope of the nearby turnbuckle and holds out his arms – we get a brief close-up of the Italian flag on his one piece wrestling gear. Ricky falls down from the rope like a lumberjack’s log – DIVING HEADBUTT!! He goes for the pin!!

Ross Quattro is there for the count --

One!!

TMB shoves Ricky off of him.

Both men are up. Ricky walks back into the ropes to get some momentum, bounces, and charges forward. TMB with three quick Maui Thai kicks to the ribs and Ricky finds himself reeling back, Romeo charges forward after the third kick in desperation, TMB has him –

HUGE SPINNING SPINE BUSTER!!

Romeo bounces off the mat!!

Alan Ducard: Nice combination of kickboxing strikes and power maneuvering by Thomas Black!

TMB goes for the pin and Ross Quattro slides down for the count.

One!!

Two!!

Romeo gets his shoulder up!!

Quattro holds up a piece sign signifying a two count, TMB seems a bit annoyed at this.

Bryan Harris: I think Ricky should have stayed down after that one.

Black lifts his opponent as if for a scoop slam, but then suddenly drops Romeo across his knee in a BACKBREAKER!! TMB Stands up, still holding Romeo up, FALLAWAY SLAM!! One of Romeo’s boots almost hits Quattro across the face who makes a “woah!” with his lips. TMB Strides right over to the fallen Romeo, wasting no movements, and tosses him in the corner. Romeo has his head hanging over the low rope as Black delivers some stiff elbows and knees to his back. TMB Follows up by standing on the back of Romeo’s neck, stoping his ability to breath between his boot and the low rope.

Referee Quattro makes the disqualification 5-count

One!!

TMB Grits his teeth.

Two!!

Romeo is choking!!

Three!!

About five drunken crowd members in the front row: QUATTRO!!

Thomas Manchester black breaks the hold.

Jimmy Yates: Uh, Alan? Did we just hear one, two, three… Quattro?

Alan Ducard: Hmm, fancy that, I thought I imagined it.

TMB pulls Romeo up again, Isish whips him all the way into the opposite ropes. Romeo crashes into the turnbuckle back first. TMB follow up with a running clothesline lariat – NO ONE HOME!! Ricky Romeo ducks last second and TMB gets the wind knocked out of him by the top turn buckle. Romeo climbs to the middle rope, leaps, SWINGING HURRICANRANA!! TMB IS DOWN!! Official is there for a pin.

Jimmy Yates: The momentum just shifted!!

One!!

Romeo hooks the leg!!

Two!!

Th- No! Thomas Black kicks out!

Romeo tries to keep up the momentum and Isish whips TMB into the ropes, Black hits the rope, bounces, comes charging and Romeo is ready with a high lifting sit-out sidewalk slam!! Romeo follows up by standing up and then falling down with a drilling elbow across the throat of TMB. Romeo hits that mid rope again!!

GUILLOTINE LEG DROP!!

MISSES!!

TMB rolls out of the way. We get a close up of Ricky Romeo in pain as he clutches his lower back. TMB comes up to the seated Romeo from behind and locks on an inverted head lock. He lifts him up as he tightens the hold. Tightening his muscles around the throat of his opponent we get a close up of the face of Thomas Manchester Black, his eyes brimming with sheer intensity. TMB spins himself, loosening the hold slightly as Romeo still struggles.

NECK BREAKER!!

Crowd: OOOHH!!

The Pin! Quattro with the count!!

One!!

Jimmy Yates: That was the “violent party”.

Two!!

Alan Ducard: Very violent, indeed.

THREE!!

Quattro hold up three fingers and makes a drum signal to the time keeper.

*DING* *DING* *DING*

"Hey!"

A shot of the Tao of Valor Hanging from the middle of the Ultimate X.

"Don’t touch kid, sleep with the lights on

Touch kid, how you surprise me"

Matthew Dawson is handed the Tao of Valor title. He thrusts it in the air and sneers over the crowd who jeers his victory.

"Now roll kid, knock your body off!"

Devastation is eye to eye with Dawson and then levels him with a forearm shot.

"You’re something like a phenomena"

Dawson drops Devastation with dropkick.

"Something like an astronoma"

Laura Seton launches herself of the top rope.

"Roll kid, rock your body off!"

Someone goes to attack Dawson, but he drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring.

"Something like a phenomena, baby"

Devastation hitting his Devastation Driver.

"You’re something like a phenomena"

Laura Seton walks to the ring exchanging high fives with fans.

"Something like a phenomena, baby"

Dawson nails an opponent with a top rope bulldog.

"You’re gonna get your body off"

The shot of the Tao of Valor hanging from the X'd ropes.

"Don’t fall asleep with the motor on"

A shot of Laura asleep on her WNBA team bus.

"She’ll make you sweat in the water

Don’t fall asleep with the motor on"

Devastation takes a moment backstage to close his eyes and focus before heading out to the ring.

"She’ll make you sweat in the water"

Numerous sweat soaked arms reach for, and claw at the Legacy Tao of Valor Championship.

"Hot time kid

Hot time kid"

Devastation locks a nasty looking cross face submission onto Dawson.

"It’s cold under the blanket

They loved it"

Devastation holds the Tao of Valor high above his head. The crowd roaring their approval.

"They shot it

The fastest ran and got it"

Dawson leveling Devastation with a vicious low blow.

"That story that ease my

They hide it up the sleeves, my"

Laura makes her way to the ring. THe picture blurs to her on court running point. As she leaps to take a jump shot she launches herself off the top rope nailing a cross body.

"They hide it

They hide it

They’re never gonna find it"

Legacy Crew assembling the Ultimate X. Placing the Title in the middle.

"Don’t fall asleep with the motor on"

A shot of Laura climbing nimbly, hand over hand.

"She’ll make you sweat in the water"

Dawson slides arms and legs wrapped around the Ultimate X Rope.

"Don’t fall asleep with the motor on"

Devastation leaps and grabs the rope, testing its strength under his weight.

"She’ll make you sweat in the water"

Those sweat covered hands reach and claw for the Title again.

"Something like a phenomena, baby

You’re something like a phenomena"

Laura Seton latches an opponent and nails the Perfection

"Something like a phenomena, baby

You’re gonna get your body off"

Devastation grabs an opponent and delivers a vicious Decapitator.

"Something like a phenomena, baby

You’re something like a phenomena"

Dawson grabs an opponent, and flashes a cocky smirk before launching the opponent and himself back into "The Ultimate Highlight"

"Something like a phenomena, baby

You’re gonna get your body off"

And one more shot from high above the ring of the Ultmate X ropes and hanging from them... The Legacy Tao of Valor Championship.

Jimmy Yates: What they're telling us is that he has been diagnosed with "flu-like symptoms", and since the WHO has elevated the H1N1 Virus, or "swine flu" threat to pandemic level, the brass here at LEGACY has decided not to take any chances.

Bryan Harris: It seems like I should say something about the swine flu and your mother right here, but that may border on distasteful.

Jimmy Yates: Referee Jacob Fudrucker is in the ring for our next contest, and while the competitors are making their way into the ring, let's give you a little background on what is actually about to take place.

Alan Ducard: This is the LEGACY "Show Me Showcase" match, a unique opportunity for wrestlers to establish themselves in LEGACY in front of a larger audience than they traditionally receive.

Bryan Harris: It's not about how many people are watching, it's about WHO is watching. And the "who" in this case happens to be LEGACY matchmakers and executives. This is a big opportunity for both men tonight.

Alan Ducard: Cervantes has made the most of his opportunities so far in LEGACY. He ended matches very abruptly with that thrust kick he calls the "Code to Live By" at Strife 51 and 52, defeating Elliot Landry and Crimson Ghost respectively.

Bryan Harris: He's going to be squaring off against Iscariot, a young man that certainly doesn't look like your prototypical LEGACY superstar, but who brings a very unique style into the ring to go along with his very unique look. I'm sure he's seen what that kick from Cervantes can do and will have it scouted as well as possible.

Jimmy Yates: For his sake, he better hope so. Let's go to the ring, where once again, Jacob Fudrucker will be in charge.

Jimmy Yates: Good strategy by Iscariot. He's giving up nine inches and seventy pounds to Cervantes here.

Bryan Harris: Nine..inches...seventy pounds..must..not..make..mother joke..

Fudrucker stands back as the aerial attack begins. Iscariot shoots himself off the ropes and hits a front-flip senton across the back of Cervantes, popping up directly to his feet, turning on one heel and delivering a sharp kick to the side of Cervantes' head. After running a small loop into and out of the corner, he delivers a hesitation dropkick to the other side of Cervantes' head. Cervantes struggles to get up but is met with more constant motion from the smaller man completely clad in black. Iscariot connects with a pair of spinning backfists, which is enough to draw a warning from referee Fudrucker.

Alan Ducard: Iscariot is on fire here tonight. I think he realizes the opportunity that's at stake and wants to end this one in quick and dominant fashion!

Jimmy Yates: The warning regarding closed fists doesn't seem to have slowed him down at all.

Iscariot manages to Irish whip Cervantes into the corner and is charging in when Cervantes shakes the cobwebs and launches the Code To Live By at his rushing opponent. Iscariot reacts quickly enough - just barely - to slide beneath the kick and onto the ring apron. As Cervantes regains his balance, Iscariot slingshots himself over the top rope and connects with a bulldog. As Cervantes rises to his feet, Iscariot steps in and connects to the chest and jaw with a spinning heel kick, again knocking Cervantes into the corner. Iscariot steps up onto the thighs of Cervantes, going for a monkeyflip. Instead, Cervantes grabs Iscariot under each arm, sets him up and over the top rope and onto the apron, and fires off yet another Code to Live By. Again, Iscariot manages to dodge, this time sidestepping and again slingshotting over the top rope to add momentum to his attack, connecting with a second spinning heel kick and going for the cover.

Alan Ducard: One, Two, and Cervantes is out! Probably a closer call than he expected this early on against a smaller opponent.

Bryan Harris: I would argue that Iscariot has had two closer calls than that. Cervantes knows he can end the match with one shot, and that's what he's going for.

Instead of arguing with Fudrucker, Iscariot stands up immediately after the two count and lands a standing shooting star press, knee first into the stomach of Cervantes, and hooks the near leg for another pin attempt.

Jimmy Yates: Celebrator! One! Two! Thr..no, two and a half!

Alan Ducard: It doesn't matter if you have one shot stopping power if you never land that one shot. Cervantes is going to have to get going here.

Iscariot is relentless in his attack, meeting Cervantes with a series of alternating European uppercuts and kicks to the thigh. A thirty second flurry of attacks is polished off by a straightforward kick to the gut and an X-Factor style facebuster. A hooked leg again gets a two count, and this time Iscariot slaps the mat in frustration. He takes a step back and rolls Cervantes up in a magistrol cradle, but again Cervantes is out at two. Iscariot backs Cervantes into a corner and again puts the European uppercuts to use, working over the neck and head of Cervantes.

Bryan Harris: I'll admit that after his last two showings on Strife, I was expecting Cervantes to end this relatively quickly. Iscariot has impressed me here tonight.

Jimmy Yates: That's the point of this match, and with a series of near falls and some innovative offense, I would imagine that Iscariot has made several people take notice.

Iscariot pulls Cervantes out of the corner and attempts a side Russian legsweep, but Cervantes "sits down" on the move, using his size advantage to block it. He hooks the wrist of Iscariot, makes a full twist of the arm and attempts a hook kick, but again Iscariot is too quick, ducking under the move, regaining his composure and connecting on the legsweep on his second attempt. He floats over and hooks BOTH legs.

Bryan Harris: One! Two! Thre..no! No! You can't GET any closer than that! Wow!

Alan Ducard: Cervantes can't get ANYTHING to work tonight! He's bordering on desperation at this point!

Cervantes' mouth is open and he's gasping for air as Iscariot connects with a dropkick to one leg, then to the chest, lands a spinning backfist, and keeps Cervantes moving backwards with varied strikes. Iscariot whips Cervantes into the ropes, but before he can mount an offensive, Cervantes launches himself directly from the ropes with a forearm strike clearly meant to decapitate Iscariot, but that meets only air as Iscariot falls to his stomach and lets Cervantes sail over him and crash to the mat. Iscariot rises and clamps a side headlock on Cervantes, and begins moving forward to apply a running bulldog. Cervantes accelerates as well, though and shoves Iscariot chest-first into the turnbuckles with tremendous force. Cervantes allows Iscariot to stagger backwards past him, then attempts the Code To Live By once again...this time connecting and almost taking Iscariot out of his leather hood, black gloves, and boots.

Jimmy Yates: Code to Live By!

Bryan Harris: Forget about it! Goodnight! That's it! Ciao, baby!

Alan Ducard: One, two, and three. As redundant as Bryan's call may have been, it was completely accurate.

Josephina Colbert: Here is your winner by pinfall.....CERVANTES!

Getting to his feet, Cervantes wipes the hair out of his face and bows deeply to the fans in attendance, some of whom are clapping and cheering his victory. He then walks over and exits the ring.

Bryan Harris: That's three in a row for Cervantes, and while Iscariot may have controlled the action in the Show Me Showcase here tonight, nothing impresses people like winning.

Jimmy Yates: You're absolutely right. A big win going forward for Cervantes, and Iscariot will be forced to regroup heading into the next Strife.

As Cervantes heads out of the ring, he locks eyes with an attractive young woman in the second row and blows her a kiss before making his way back to the locker room.

Just A Mirage

The scene cuts to a disgruntled Jen X, the young blonde valet slash girlfriend of FX champion Herb Moxley. Some fans cheer as she is looking quite lovely tonight in a floral pattern light green dress. She’s leaning against the wall with her arms crossed in front her abdomen, not far from the men’s restroom across the hall.

She looks down at her feet and grumbles.

Jen X: What’s taking him so long?

A man walks by, casually making eye contact with her – she stiffens in fear. It’s Marcus Mirage. He smiles at her and keeps on walking. After passing Jen, Mirage turns backwards and looks at her one last time, walking backwards a few steps before turning around and proceeding down the hallway. This seems to only half creep out Jen X.

Herb bursts through the door of the restroom. He’s wearing the shiny FX title and the fans cheer at this.

Moxley: Phew that was rough.

Jen X: What took you so long?

Moxley: Sorry baby-mc-butter-muffin, I have a shy bladder and the guy in the next stall over had Turrets syndrome.

Jen just sighs, she seem visibly bothered.

Moxley: What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost or something?

Jen X: Well, no. It’s… It’s nothing.Moxley segment

Limits and Glass Tube Log Cabins

Narrator: One man defied all odds and climbed the ladder to success, going after one goal. To win a championship in Legacy.

The song is "Down and Out" by Tantric.

I'm comin' up for air so I can

Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith challenging Damien Black or Issac Entragian for the No Limits Championship at Supercard Strife 50.

Check myself again and I stand

CB leaps off the ropes and flips once, twice, three times…and hit’s the Crazy Spin off the ladder! CB pins!

One.

Two.

Three!

Proven to the man but sheltered

Crazy Boy holding the No Limits Championship over his head after beating Damien Black.

Confidence we tend to (shove in)

Crazy Boy at his home in Biloxi, Mississippi... kissing the title and going to eat breakfast with his fiance and daughter.

Unexpected hunger traps me

Crazy Boy coming back to his locker room and noticing that the No Limits Championship is stolen.

Just shut up and stand beside me

Crazy Boy coming out to one Ethan Leers and chases him out of the ring, but no title in tow.

I don't need your understanding

Crazy Boy in a bar, a bar that he is not accustomed to.

I don't need to change a damn thing

Crazy Boy bleeding pools of blood after being thrown throw a light tube log cabin after Leers tricks him with the title.

Narrator: Meanwhile, another man was working his way towards the No Limits division. A man with very different goals.

The song changes to "Braille" by Bring Me The Horizon.

I WHISPERED IN HER EAR!

Ethan Leers spitting on Del Carver's chest.

FEAR ME DEAR FOR I AM DEATH!

Ethan is shown hitting the Revolution Breaker. He is then shown planting a HARD boot into the face of an opponent.

Narrator: It wasn't pretty...

Ethan Leers is shown on a bed, half naked, surrounded by beer bottles.

Narrator: It wasn't normal...

Ethan Leers is shown skull fucking Crimson Ghost in the middle of the ring.

I'LL TAKE YOUR HOPE!

Leers is shown pinning Crimson GHost and running from Issac.

YOUR DREAMS!

Ethan is shown defacing the No Limits Championship.

YOUR LOVE!

Ethan is shown kicking Crazyboy into the Light Tube Log Cabin.

TILL THERE'S NOTHING LEFT!

Narrator: But it worked.

Ethan is shown sitting on top of his record, a large computerized 6-1, flipping off the camera.

I WHISPERED IN HER EAR!

Ethan is shown slapping Crazyboy in the multi-tag match.

YOU BETTER FEAR ME DEAR

Ethan is shown hitting Carver with a light tube.

FOR I AM DEATH!

Another Revolution Breaker is shown, this time with a light tube being used for added effect.

I'LL TAKE THAT SH*T YOU CALL A LIFE

Ethan is shown flipping off the crowd.

IN A SINGLE...

A spinning back fist from Ethan.

F**KING...

A hard knee to the face.

BREATH!

Ethan is shown smiling as blood pours down his face, his arm being raised in victory.

Bryan Harris: There is bitter blood between Garvin & Hazard, these men have a history, and as both of them have taken up shop in LEGACY, this old war has been dug up and brought to the surface yet again.

Jimmy Yates: These two individuals are SO different from one another, their personalities and moral codes are on totally opposite ends of the spectrum.

Alan Ducard: Hazard is a tough as nails competitor, trying to take a straight path to glory using sheer ability and drive. We understand he has a hardcore history, but with his move to LEGACY he’s trying to put that part of his life behind him. Garvin on the other hand, is a different creature entirely…

Jimmy Yates: No doubt, Alan. Frank Garvin flat out scares me. I mean we have our freaks and villains on this roster, from your Ivory Terror to your Cult Leader, but this Garvin seems almost to be a different breed of strange entirely. I’ve looked into his muddy eyes before, and it’s like looking into empty space. They are the eyes of a doll, so innocent and yet so cruel.

Bryan Harris: Something is missing in that man’s head, boys, something crucial. He’s just a creepy machine, I don’t think he knows the difference between pain and pleasure, and if he does, he doesn’t seem to care either way.

Alan Ducard: We mentioned earlier that we have quite the original concept on tap for this match and in my opinion that concept will benefit both superstars at various points in the match. The first five minutes of this match will be contested under NO LIMITS rules, while the last five minutes of the match will fall under REGULAR rules.

Jimmy Yates: So freakish Frank will have his chance to deal and receive pain in the No Limits portion of the affair, and Hazard will get his opportunity for a normal contest during the later portion of the match.

Bryan Harris: It literally could go either way in this one; each man is going to have a chance to step into his element, now it’s time to see who REALLY took advantage of that innovative opportunity. Roll that footage.

Hazard finally slams up against one of the turnbuckles back first, shaking his head back and forth and opening his eyes up wide, before blinking them shut again after the effect of that brutal eye rake. Frank follows him in, digging a hand into Hazard’s hair Frank begins to UNLOAD with what seems to be a full clip of headbutts, crushing his skull into Hazard’s skull over and over again, a resounding crack flowing through the arena with each headbutt that connects.

Bryan Harris: Christ Almighty! Would you look at that, Garvin apparently doesn’t even care at all about his own well being, using his head as a weapon and sacrificing his own thick skull with each of those devastating headbutts that he lands.

Alan Ducard: At least we know Frank’s mental facilities won’t be damaged, there wasn’t much there to begin with…

Finally after this barrage, Frank steps back, pushing his lank hair out of his face for a moment. His forehead is dark red from all the blood that has rushed to his head, and it looks almost as though a small vein has burst near his temple. His murky eyes scan the crowd, before once more locking on Hazard. He whispers something that sounds like “You will give me pain” before launching himself forward and bucking up against Hazard, Frank follows through with a hard irish whip, sending Hazard across the ring and into the ropes, and as Hazard rebounds Garvin raises one of his huge boots and smashes it into Hazard’s face. Hazard goes down hard, kicking the toes of his boots against the canvas as he cradles his face in his hands.

Jimmy Yates: Hazard is having a HARD time getting out of the starting gate here, and I’ve got a feeling it’s thanks to this No Limits stipulation in the early goings. Frank is basically allowed to do whatever his sewage-filled heart desires…

Alan Ducard: And what a scary thought that is.

Frank stands over his fallen foe, breathing in so raggedly that he sounds like an asthmatic demon. He drops down to his side and rolls out of the ring, and then he begins to hunt under the apron. After a moment one of his hands rises, and in it is a steel pipe with one end wrapped in barbwire. Frank eyes this weapon with something like perverted desire, and then his tongue slips out to lick one of the barbs. A few little beads of blood fall past his chin, and Frank likes this, his eyes growing bright as he slithers back into the ring on his belly. Hazard has gained a shaky vertical base, and Frank flies forward, looking to DECK Hazard right across the nose, but The One Man Riot ducks just in time and using Franks own momentum, Hazard takes hold of the big man and crushes his huge body into the mat with a powerslam.

Alan Ducard: And there’s some offense from this hardnosed West Virginian, he’s showing Frank that he’s not a man to be toyed with.

Jimmy Yates: Hazard is a dangerous man, and Garvin is an uncaring destroyer. If that isn’t a recipe for fireworks then I don’t know what is.

Somehow Frank has maintained his hold on the steel pipe, and seeing this, Hazard stomps his boot down and begins digging his heel into Garvin’s wrist, trying to force him to drop the pipe. Frank shakes his head back and forth like a feral animal, sweaty brown hair flying about his face, his bloodshot brown eyes consumed by hatred. He gnashes his teeth at Hazard, froth spurting out from between his tombstone chompers. Using his free hand Frank literally CLAWS at the tights of Hazard’s leg, but it’s no use, Hazard just grinds down harder, feeling Frank’s flesh under his boot thrum like a live wire.

Bryan Harris: Hell you’d better let him go Hazard; he may bite his own damn arm off just like a rabid wolf caught in a trap.

Jimmy Yates: All I know is that judging by this, Garvin is not fit for a wrestling ring; he’s fit for an asylum on some distant hill far away from LEGACY.

As Hazard shifts his weight to his other foot, Frank FIRES up, managing to slip his wrist out from under Hazard’s boot, and he starts to pull himself upwards, swinging out with the pipe in desperation. Hazard jumps back, the pipe mere inches form his abdomen, while at the same time bringing a clubbing blow down that connects with the side of Frank’s elbow, forcing him to finally lose his grip on the pipe. Once more enraged to have lost his weapon, Franks bounds up to his feet, but Hazard catches him around the neck, swinging him down to the canvas with a unique neckbreaker.

Alan Ducard: Hazard’s CANNONBALL NECKBREAKER just got unleashed in there; hopefully it took some steam out of Garvin’s hellish engine.

Jimmy Yates: I don’t know Alan. He’s already stirring…

Seconds after Garvin gets blasted into the mat, the big man is struggling to get back up. He sees Hazard rising as well, and Hazard bends down and picks up the steel pipe, brandishing it towards Frank and pointing it at him. Garvin stumbles forward, towards Hazard, and then in a totally grotesque moment, Frank drops to his knees in front of Hazard, flinging his arms up towards the heavens, his eyes rolled back into his head in some form of sick ecstasy. He looks at Hazard, his pupils reappearing, and he screams with spittle flying from his mouth in messy strings.

frank GARVIN: THE SUFFERING. THE SWEEEEET SUFFERING!!!! I WAAAANNTTTTT…

Hazard’s lip curls upwards in a disgusted snarl, and he bring the pipe up, and then thinks better of it, dropping it to his side and snapping a kick towards Frank’s shoulder. But just as Hazard’s foot connects with Frank’s shoulder, Garvin ensnares it with both meaty arms and FLINGS Hazard backwards. The One Man Riot flips through the air before smashing down against the canvas on his stomach, and Frank is right there, crawling towards him and flipping Hazard over onto his back. Franks rears back, and then BURROWS his fingers into Hazard’s mouth and starts stretching his flesh as though it were canvas, pulling at the sides of Hazard’s mouth to the point where the skin is so taut that it looks close to snapping. While still stretching Hazard’s face into a forced rictus, Frank stands up, bringing Hazard up to his feet. Garvin removes one of his hands from Hazard’s mouth and winds his arm all the way back, and then he BARRELS a closed fist into the side of Hazard’s injured mouth, while also releasing his hold on Hazard’s mouth and allowing him to fall to the canvas.

Bryan Harris: Oh my god that is sick, that is hideous, Garvin just ripped the man’s mouth and manipulated it like clay, I think I’m going to lose my lunch.

Alan Ducard: The CROOKED SMILE is a loathsome maneuver to bear witness to, and I don’t want to imagine the level of pain Hazard is going through right now.

Frank seems almost to swoon; he takes his thumbs and digs them into his own cheeks, forcing himself to smile while spinning in a circle like a happy child. It would look almost like a small boy having fun on a summer day if it wasn’t a near seven foot masochist doing it. After this eerie little ritual is complete, Frank stops and moves towards the apron, where he digs down and comes out with a strand of barbwire about 20 feet long. Garvin looks out at the crowd, a fog seeming to descend over his eyes, and very slowly, he begins to wrap the barbwire around his arm, starting around the elbow and working his way up. He wraps it as tight as he can, bringing blood to the surface of his skin, and by the time he’s finished wrapping the barbwire around his fist, his arm from elbow to fist is nothing more than a bloody carving of meat. Frank lets a little moan escapes his lips, and then he runs his mangled arm across his face, scrubbing his features with blood and opening little cuts up along his cheeks and forehead.

Jimmy Yates: This is just plain foul, this man is mentally ill, and I feel ashamed of myself just for having to watch this.

Bryan Harris: I hear that. I don’t know if I’m watching a wrestling match or one of the Hellraiser movies, honestly I’m just not sure at this point.

Garvin stalks behind Hazard, waiting for him to rise. Once The One Man Riot is on his feet, he spins around, only to be met with a fist covered in sharp and rusted metal. The punch explodes against Hazard’s recently broken nose, sending a gush of blood flowing from one nostril, and before Hazard can even take a breath, that fist descends against, blasting him across the cheekbone. Hazard falls, very dazed and in a world of hurt, and Frank follows him down. Garvin cradles the back of Hazard’s head, almost tenderly, and then he winds back with his barbwire covered arm, and then his arm begins to work like a piston. The punches rain down in a bloody typhoon, splattering Garvin and Hazard’s blood together to the point where you wouldn’t be able to tell whose is whose. After a few moments, Garvin pauses to examine his handiwork. Hazard’s face could be confused with raw hamburger at this point; it looks almost like his entire mug is a bleeding wound. Garvin raises his own arm up, drawing his fingers into a fist and hissing with pleasure as the pain shoots up past his spinal column. Frank falls back, momentarily exhausted from his assault and possibly thanks to blood loss as well.

Alan Ducard: This is getting bad. It’s really starting to resemble a crime scene in there right about now, and I really don’t know what else these men can do to each other.

Jimmy Yates: Whooo! I think Hazard was just saved by the bell, if this would have gotten worse I don’t know what would be left of these men when it’s all said and done.

Bryan Harris: The damage may be done though Jimbo, Hazard is a mess, and Garvin is flirting with agony and taking great pleasure in the act. We’ll see if either man can capitalize at this point…

Leonard Nolan takes a moment kick all foreign objects out of the ring, and very cautiously while Garvin is down and dazed he unwraps the barbwire from the man’s arm and flings it outside the ring, then he twirls his fingers towards the timekeeper and the bell rings for the second time in the match, signaling the second half.

As though by some miracle, Hazard has begun to stir. The man is a bloody mess, but he’s using the ropes to make it up on spaghetti legs. Garvin sees this, and fighting exhaustion, he pushes up to his feet while gritting his teeth. Frank wheels on Hazard like a mad bull, charging forward and lowering his head, but in a split second, Hazard flips the bigger man down to the canvas with a snap suplex. Hazard wastes no motion, climbing to the second rope of one turnbuckle while wiping a coating of blood from his forehead. The One Man Riot leaps, and plants a fist drop right into the demented face of Frank Garvin. Garvin’s legs flop outward on reflex, and he rolls over on his stomach in pain.

Alan Ducard: Look at Hazard, now that the match has been transitioned into regular rules, this hard-nosed West Virginian is showing the LEGACY universe his mettle.

Jimmy Yates: Better late than never.

Hazard stalks behind Garvin, waiting for the monstrous competitor to rise, and once he does Hazard shoots himself forward and locks Garvin’s arms up into a full nelson predicament. Frank fights it, swinging his body from side to side like a boneless eel, but before he can break out of the hold Hazard releases it and begins to rain down clubbing blows on Garvin’s shoulders and the back of his neck. Frank loses his footing, dropping down to one knee, and this gives Hazard his opening. Hazard runs the ropes and on the rebound he plants a foot on Garvin’s shoulder for leverage and DRILLS his other boot into Garvin’s temple with a devastating shining wizard kick. Frank falls directly on his face, a string of saliva dripping from his mouth.

Bryan Harris: HOT DAMN! That boy must have rocks in his boot, Garvin almost got decapitated!

Jimmy Yates: That shining wizard took a lot out of the masochist, Frank looks out of it at this point guys…

Hazard flails backwards towards the rope, gripping them tightly and breathing hard, obviously running on fumes at this point due to blood loss and ring wear. Garvin stays down, his face buried against the canvas; his only signs of life are the moments when he scrubs his face against the canvas, as though pain will bring him back into the game. Hazard finally gets his legs under him, and he makes a beeline for Frank, lifting the bigger man up off the canvas slowly, but suddenly Frank fires up and FLINGS Hazard’s arms off of him, and using all that strength and power, Garvin seizes Hazard and pulls him down into a headscissors predicament. Garvin’s eyes are wild and primal, his gaze sweeping the crowd with murderous intensity.

Bryan Harris: Frank has him where he wants him; the freakzilla seems to be getting a second wind in there now!

Jimmy Yates: Fight this Hazard; it’s your only chance!

Garvin grits his teeth and REARS upwards, pulling Hazard up onto his shoulders. The grizzled Huntington competitor throws hard fists down into Garvin’s upturned face, fighting to win, fighting for his very life. Garvin wheels backwards precariously, as though he may loose his footing, but finally his leverage wins out, and Garvin SMASHES Hazard into the canvas with his jackknife powerbomb, sending shockwaves along the canvas. Hazard lands on the side of his neck and shoulders, the light going out of his eyes as he touches down fully and remains perfectly still.

Alan Ducard: THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS!!!! THAT’S THE FINAL CHAPTER OF THIS STORY!

Garvin seems almost distracted, his glazed vision swimming with unknown emotions. He falls downward and makes a lackluster cover, seeming as though he’s at least moderately satisfied with his handiwork.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Garvin stands up, pushing off of Hazard’s chest. The freakish lunatic then begins to pull strands of his own hair while whispering down to Hazard, something like “friends and pain, pain and friends, pain for friends” over and over again in some ritualistic chant that is sure to unnerve anyone. Finally Garvin stalks towards the ropes, exiting the ring and making his way towards the back.

Jimmy Yates: In one of the most anticipated matches of the night, Frank Garvin gets a big win over Hazard, but I'd be very surprised if things are over between these two!

Bryan Harris: Yeah, no joke, whiz kid! Frank Garvin wants to pull Hazard back into hardcore competition, and he didn't accomplish that here tonight.

Alan Ducard: Judging from what we saw, Hazard is holding fast to his convictions to stay in regular competition, and that could be a big part of the reason he lost this match.

Bryan Harris: Well if it is, then Hazard's a damned fool, because he got his ass kicked tonight in a very bad way, and he's got the skills that he could've won this match and put Frank Garvin down once and for all, but now, I wouldn'e be surprised if Hazard had to deal with Garvin again in the future.

Jimmy Yates: I'm not sure what it's going to take to get Frank Garvin off of Hazard's case, but what I do know is that tonight probably won't be the end.

Cutting Through

A slightly nervous looking Intern Avery stands at the gorilla position, in between both members of El Chupacabra, a microphone in his hand. Both Diego de Cardenas and Hector Rodriguez look ready to get to the ring, but they've been tapped to give an interview.

Intern Avery George: Diego, Hector, as your paths once again cross with that of ANARCHY...

Diego reaches out and takes the microphone from Avery, stopping the two-sided interview. He does so in a matter-of-fact type of way, no real violence involved, just sort of an "I'll take this..." type of motion. Avery takes a step back, realizing his job for the moment is over.

Diego de Cardenas: Yeah, I'll do the honors.

Hector waves his hand in the intern's direction, and he scurries off.

Diego de Cardenas: Seems every time a big show comes around, who does El Chupacabra find itself up against? ANARCHY. Back at LEGACY X? They we had our third tag match against them. STRIFE 47 and SuperCard STRIFE 50? We were across the ring from them at that show, too.

Stepping up, Hector speaks his mind.

Hector Rodriguez: Tonight? We end this. We're tired of wasting our time with them, and we're pretty sure that most of you out there are tired of seeing the oldest tag team in the business trying to get Cirque du Mofo one step closer to dominating the entire show.

Diego de Cardenas: ANARCHY's not as good as El Chupacabra. Most of the tag team division doesn't have half the experience we do as a cohesive unit... and most of them don't combined have the amount of skill that mi hombre Hector has.

Hector Rodriguez: Tonight, we not only set out to beat ANARCHY, but we hope to retire them to keep the LEGACY fans from having to waste their time with them anymore... and we make a plea to the front office to give the fans what they deserve - the best tag team in the business - us, El Chupacabra - back in line to get a shot at the World Tag Team Championships...

Diego de Cardenas: Yeah, and that match? It needs to happen at DESTINED FOR GREATNESS. Make it happen.

Dropping the microphone to the floor, Diego smirks, then he turns and walks through the curtain.

Cowboy: "I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts"

Shot of a Legacy Ring.

"You know, there's a story behind that there saloon"

The Breaking Point Cell lowers over the ring.

"Twenty years ago, two outlaws took this whole town over"

A shot of Loco Martinez cavorting with the rest of the Cirque.

"Sheriffs couldn't stop em"

Flash of pictures that show each person frustrated: Smith Cartwright. Landon Savage. Rob Belote.

"Quickest damn gun slingers I've ever seen"

X-Calibur winds up and nails a right hand. Blurs and we see a Cobra striking.

"Got murdered in cold blood"

The Cirque circling X-Calibur lashing out. Attacking X-Calibur from the night they robbed him of his title. Blurs and we see hyenas circling a downed antelope.

"That ol' saloon there was their lil' home away from home"

The Legacy Ring with spotlights raining down on them.

"They say the ghosts of Bad and Evil still live in that tavern"

Again the Cell is lowered over the ring.

"And on a quiet night.... You can still hear the footsteps"

Loco Martinez and X-Calibur circling one another center ring. The music of Eminem's "Bad Meets Evil" hits and we hear Em.

"I don't speak, I float in the air wrapped in a sheet
I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat"

Loco leaps off the top rope to the outside taking out an opponent with a plancha.

"I translate when my voice is read through a sismograph
And a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted through Royce's head (AAHHH)"

X-Calibur ducks a clothesline. Turns and levels and drops an opponent and seemlessly locks in an armbar. He wrenches back letting out a gutteral roar.

"Trapped him in his room, possessed him and hoist his bed
Till the evilness flows through his blood like poisonous lead"

X flashes the bounty inside its briefcase. We jump to Loco poking his head out of his locker room looking around paranoid.

"Told him each one of his boys is dead
I asked him to come to the dark side, he made a choice and said"

X-Calibur drops Arch Angel. Begins pistoning right hands into the Anarchy member.

[Royce]: "Who hard? yo I done heard worse
We can get in two cars and accelerate at each other
To see which one'll swerve first"

X and Loco take lunge at one another.

"Two blind bandits panic, whose mental capacity holds
That of a globe on top of nine other planets"

Loco holding a conference with Anarchy. Plotting adamantly. X-Calibur sitting backstage watching everything. Taking mental notes.

"Kissed the cheek of the devil
Intelligence level is hell-ier than treble peakin on speakers in the ghetto"

A flash of the briefcase... Next we see Issac Entragian throwing around locker room.

"Dismissal, I'm not a fair man, disgraced the race of a atheist
Intercepting missles wit my bare hands like a patriot"

Loco jumps off the top rope nailing a missile dropkick.

"One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse
In my past life when the Black Knight mounted the white horse"

Flash of CBP on horseback... galloping towards Loco. Loco and crew chuckling.

"And stay over-worked, its like the Nazis and The Nation
Collaborating, attemptin to take over the earth"

Loco bounces off the ropes... runs at the far ropes and leaps over the top.

[Eminem]: "Cuz this is what happens when Bad Meets Evil
We hit the trees till we look like Vietnamese people"

We see Loco crashing through a table in slow motion. Then its X's turn to crash through a table slo - mo style.

"He's Evil, and I'm Bad like Steve Segal
Above the Law cuz I don't agree wit police either (sh*t, me neither)"

We see Loco waiting in the ring.

"We ain't eager to be legal
So please leave me wit the keys to your Jeep Eagle"

X stumbles out. Anarchy comes out behind him. They begin wailing away on X. Loco looks shocked.

"I breathe ether in three amounts
When I stab myself in the knee with a diseased needle"

Loco flies out of the ring imploring them to stop. The music softens.

"Releasin rage on anybody in squeezing range
Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezing rain"

Loco Martinez: Stop. STOP! Not like this.

"(He's insane) No I'm not, I just want to shoot up and I'm pissed off"

Loco sneers. Screams "LIKE THIS!!" and begins to viciously pound on X-Calibur. We see shock and disdain on the crowd as Loco laughs maniacally, as the beat down continues.

"Cuz I can't find a decent vain"

[Royce]: "The disaster wit dreds
I'm Bad enough to commit suicide and survive long enough
To kill my soul after I'm dead"

X-Calibur walking seeming incredibly angry. We jump to him pummeling Moxley with vicious intent.

"When in danger it's funny actually my flavor's similar to a waiter
Cuz I serve any stranger wit money"

Again we see X flashing the cash filled briefcase.

"I spray a hundred, man until they joint chains
While slippin bullets at point blank range like they was punches
Piss on a flag and burn it, murder you then come to your funeral"

Loco backflips off the top rope, grabbing his opponent on the way down, and driving him down with a reverse DDT, a move he calls "That Warm Fuzzy Feeling".

"Serve this lobbyist, strangle your body then confirm you
Whippin human ass, throwin blows crackin jaws"

X-Calibur nails his springboard flying forearm... that he calls "Dragon Punch"

"Wit my fists wrapped in gause, dipped in glue and glass"

Loco nailing an opponent with rights and lefts. Becomes X nailing an opponent with rights and lefts. Becomes X and Loco exchanging rights and lefts in the center of the ring.

"I'm blazin MC's, at the same time amazin MC's"

We see X-Calibur nailing an X-Terminator on Crash. Loco drilling Greyson with the Loc-apitator.

"Somehow MC's ain't that eye-brow raisin to me"

We see X cocking an eyebrow at something Loco just said.

"From all of angles of us, flash a mack loud enough to cast a avalanche
And bust till volcanoes errupt"

A shot of Loco running backstage... clearly fleeing someone, or something.

[Eminem]: "I used to be a loudmouth, remember me? (uh-ah)"

Loco pulling mic to his mouth.

"I'm the one who burned your house down (oh)"

A shot of X-Calibur in the ring with Greg Allocca... fire surrounding them.

"Well I'm out now (sh*t), and this time I'm comin back to blow your house up
And I ain't gon leave you a window to jump out of"

Loco drops from the top rope into his split legged moonsault called "Happiness".

"Give me two fat tabs and three shrooms
And you won't see me like fat people in steam rooms"

X-Calibur nails Loco with X-Terminator. Loco Nails X-Calibur with the Locapitator.

"And when I go to hell and I'm gettin ready to leave"

The cell slowly lowers over the Legacy Ring.

"I'm a put air in a bag and charge people to breathe"

One more shot of X's bounty brief case. Everything rewinds at an almost unrecognizable speed ass the soft guitar part of "Nothing Else Matters is heard once more and we hear the same grizzled voice from the opening of "Bad Meets Evil":

"And so that's the story when Bad Meets Evil
Two of the most wanted individuals in the county
Made Jesse James and Billy the Kid look like law-abiding citizens"
It's too bad they had to go out the way they did
Got shot in the back comin out of that ol' saloon
But their spirits still live on till this day
Shhh...[spits] wait, did y'all hear that?
[Footsteps and windblowing]"

A shot of the Cell with the cell door open. It slams closed.

Alan Ducard: Normally the third time is a charm, but it wasn't for Turner, and it looks like things are about to get worse.

Jimmy Yates: Damien is eyeing up one of those black bags in the corner. There is one under each corner. They each brought two bags to this No Limits match and the ref placed one in each corner under the bottom turnbuckle.

Bryan Harris: Not only do we not know what is in those bags, but Damien doesn't know what Turner has brought and vice-versa. This is going to be a hell of a mess before it's all said and done.

Damien doesn't even bother to get to his feet as he crawls over Turner and heads towards a corner to grab a bag.

Jimmy Yates: Possibly a big mistake from Black there as he doesn't go for the pin, but instead chooses to inflict more punishment.

Bryan Harris: We've seen the battles these two have been in, he knows Turner isn't anywhere near finished yet.

Black reaches out to grab one of the black silk bags, but Turner grabs his foot and pulls him away. Black kicks Turner away and gets to his feet. Both men stare down in the center of the ring and then start exchanging blows. Black sends a kick to Turners thigh and then sweeps his legs out from underneath him. Black goes to follow it up with a quick elbow drop, but Turner rolls out of the way and slides out of the ring with Black going right after him.

Turner yells at Josephina Colbert to get out of her chair, he quickly looks over his shoulder and sees that Black is almost there. Thinking quick before Josephina can even get out of the way Turner grabs the ring bell from the time keeper's table and waffles Black with it. Black stumbles backwards and Turner hops up onto the time keeper's table which wobbles as it isn't used to that kind of weight. Luckily for Turner he jumps off before the table can crumble under his weight, unlucky for him as he sails through the air looking to bring the ring bell down on Blacks head, Black steps back and puts his leg up sending the ring bell back into Turners face.

Alan Ducard: Turner just got his bell rung.

Jimmy Yates: Turner got lucky the kick sent the wooden part of the ring bell into his forehead and not the metal ring bell.

Bryan Harris: You go tell Turner he was lucky, because I don't think he feels lucky after that.

Black shakes his head trying to knock free some of the cobwebs from the ring bell shot he took. He then climbs back into the ring and looks from corner to corner. He walks over to the nearest corner picks up the bag and before even checking to see what is in it sets it down.

Alan Ducard: It' looks like he is searching for something in particular. Question is it something he brought, or something he thinks Turner brought?

Black goes to another corner and picks up the bag he is about to open it when Turner slides into the ring wielding a chair. Turner reaches back and swings the chair like he's aiming for the fences and connects with Black's back. The force sends Black chest first into the turnbuckle and knocks the wind out of him, while also causing him to drop the bag. Turner gets a glimpse of what's in the bag and drops the chair and grabs the bag and pulls out Damien Black's mask. Turner puts on the mask and grabs the chair again. As Damien turns around he sees the mask and freaks. Turner swings the chair, but Black ducks and spins around with an Asiatic spike to Turners throat causing him to drop the chair and grab his throat gasping for breath. Black rips the mask off his face smashes him in the face with it before putting the mask on himself.

Alan Ducard: That is the mask Turner stole from Black, and it was obvious that Black was going to do what ever needed to get it back.

Jimmy Yates: It looks like Turner has been busted open, but he's still getting up to his feet.

Bryan Harris: Turner still has more tricks up his sleeve, but he might need to use another one now.

As Turner gets to his feet Black sneaks up behind him and attempts to lock in the Black Plague triangle choke, but Turner quickly back peddles slamming Black into the corner.

Jimmy Yates: Smart move by Turner, but Black hasn't let go.

Turner is starting to fade and drops to one knee, but a wicked smile crosses his face. He reaches down and grabs the black bag in the corner and doesn't even bother to open it. He swings it over his shoulder and smashes Black in the face with it causing Black to release his grip. Turner crawls forward trying to catch his breath. He then gets to his feet and opens up the bag and pours out the contents in the middle of the ring.

Bryan Harris: It's glass Christmas ornaments reminiscent of Black and Turner's warehouse brawl, and they have been shattered on Damiens's face.

The broken shards of glass int he center of the ring Turner goes to the corner and kicks Black in the gut and then goes to bulldog him into the glass, but Black lifts Turner up and just throws him across the ring causing Turner to land and roll out of the ring to the outside mat. Turner reaches under the ring and pulls out a table and as Black goes to climb out of the ring Turner nails him with it causing him to stumble back into the ring.Turner slides the table into the ring and follows behind it. Turner delivers a dropkick to Black sending him back into the turnbuckles. He then takes a moment to set up the table positioning it right over the broken glass.

Jimmy Yates: Turner may be looking to finish the job here.

Turner turns around and is rushes towards black, but Damien has his foot resting under the bottom of the previously used chair and lifts his leg and flips the chair up into Turners face. Turner is quick enough to deflect the chair with his arm, but it distracts him enough so that Black lands a vicious elbow smash to his face busting the cut open even more so Turner is wearing the crimson mask.

Black lifts Turner up onto the table then grabs the chair and slams it across Turner's chest before placing it on top of him. Black then turns around and starts to climb the turnbuckles.

Alan Ducard: Damien black is going for a high risk move here, but if he hits this you have to think it's over.

Black gets to the top and goes for a moonsault but at the last second Turner moves out of the way and Black goes through the table and into the piece of glass Christmas ornaments. Black writhes in pain.

Bryan Harris: There is a reason why they call those moves high risk.

Turner wipes the blood out of his eyes and places an arm across Black's chest.

One

Two

Th..kick out

Turner stares on in disbelief.

Jimmy Yates: Some how Black digs down deep and kicks out.

Alan Ducard: It looks like Turner wants to take this back outside.

Turner grabs Black's foot and drags him across the broken glass underneath the bottom rope to the outside.Turner whips black into the guardrail and he hits with a thud before slumping to the floor, but Turner pulls him up and whips him back first into the corner ring post.

Turner then reaches down and grabs the small hammer used to ring the bell at the time keepers table. It must have been knocked to the floor earlier when Turner took the ring bell. Turner grabs it and runs ready to ram the hammer into Black's throat, but Black pulls a trick out of Turner's bag from earlier in the night. He reaches under the turn buckle and hopes for one of the black silk bags and finds one and throws it as hard as he can and it hits Turner who immediately falls on his ass. Black kicks the hammer away and tosses the bag into the ring without opening it. He then pulls Black up to his feet partially before setting him up and hitting the Excommunicator cut throat pedigree on the outside.

Alan Ducard: Whatever it was that was in that bag it may have knocked Turner clean out as he looks out on his feet, but the Excommunicator may have inflicted enough pain to wake him back up again.

Bryan Harris: It looks like Turner may have busted his lip open or maybe even bit through it on that Excomunicator.

Jimmy Yates: How can you tell? His face is practically covered in blood.

Black rolls Turner into the ring and goes for a pin.

One

Two

The ref stops the count and points and some how Turner reached out and grabbed the bottom rope.

Alan Ducard: Turner didn't have the energy to kick out, but he did have the ring presence to reach out and grab the bottom rope to continue this match.

Black shakes his head then walks over and grabs the bag he had tossed into the ring and rips it open and his steel chain falls out.Black grabs the chain and as Turner attempts to get to his feet Black sneaks up behind him and wraps the chain under Turner's armpit and around his neck diagonally. He then lifts Turner up onto his shoulder and hits an Emerald Flowsion, sit out running power slam, and then yanks the chain and locks in the Black Plague triangle choke.

Alan Ducard: Emerald Flowsion shades of the late great Misawa with Blacks own twist into the Black Plague. Turner doesn't seem to be fighting it after that he may be out.

The ref lifts Turners arm and it drops. He lifts it a second time and it drops again. He lifts it a third time and the arm holds for about a second before dropping a third time and the ref calls for the bell.

"Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide

I'm Gonna find you, and take it slowly"

A pair of boots being methodically laced.

"Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide

I'm Gonna find you, and make you want me "

An arena worker goes seat by seat wiping them down. The arena lights glimmering off each newly cleaned seat. Wyclef's verse starts.

"Now that I escape sleep walk away

Those who convolate knows the world they hate

Jails bars ain't golden gates"

We see the cell hanging from the ceiling. Time lapse photography of the cell being lowered. Crew working on it. And the cell being reraised into the rafters.

"Those who fake they brake when they meet they four hundred pound mate

If I could rule the world, everyone would have a gun"

A shot of Issac Entragian working on a heavy bag. Becomes Mirage running on a treadmill.

"In the ghetto of course, we'd get the up in our their horse

I kick a rhyme drinking moon shine"

Domination sparring. Pause to take a drink of water. Trent Logan gets into both men's ears.

"I poor sip on the concrete, for the deceased

But no don't weep, Wyclef in a state of sleep"

Crazy Boy lounging on a bench backstage, No Limits title on his shoulder. Greyson Blade walks by and gives him a friendly tap on the knee.

"Thinking about the robbe-RY that I did last week!"

Loco saunters through a parking lot. Cheshire Cat grin plastered on his face.

"Money in the bag, banker look like a drag

I wanna play with pelicans from here to Bagdad"

Moreno in the park with his daughter feeding some ducks.

"Gun blast, think fast I think I'm hit

My girl pinched my hips to see if I still exist"

Moxley hoisting the FX TItle above his head.

"I think not, I send a letter to my friends

A born again, hooligan only to be king again "

X-Calibur leans up against a wall in his gear.... waiting.

"Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide

I'm Gonna find you, and take it slowly"

John Thomas speaking with Osamu and Gryffin.

"Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide

I'm Gonna find you, and make you want me "

Jester Smiles perched on a soda machine. As we get Lauryn Hill's verse.

"Yo, I play my enemies like a game of chess"

Mirage whispering to Lucien Grey. Loco Martinez patting each member of the Cirque on the shoulder.

"Where I rest no stress if you don't smoke cess, less"

I must confess my destiny's manifest"

Azraith DeMitri standing in a Legacy ring for the first time.

"To some gortex and sweats I make tracks like I'm homeless"

A group of Legacy employees rest and nap in a cafeteria

"Rap orgies with Porgie and Bess

Capture your bounty like Eliot Ness yes!"

X-Calibur holding the briefcase.

"Bless you if you represent the FU

But I hex you, with some witches brew if you do-do "

A shot of Cronos sitting by himself, taking everything in.

"Voodoo, I could what you do, EASY!

Believe me, frontin' n***as"

Ethan Leers sitting on the floor leaning up against the wall laughing to himself creepily.

"Gives me heebie-geebies

So why you imitatin' Al Capone"

A shot of Devestation and Matthew Dawson eye to eye, quickly cuts to

I be Nina Symone and defacating on your microphone

Laura Seton walking backstage. Flashes to her on a court breaking some ankles with a killer crossover. Flashes back to her walking backstage.

"Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide"

A shot of Adam Davis loosening up in the back.

"I'm Gonna find you, and take it slowly"

Marion talking with James Win.

"Ready or not"

A shot of a ring, with the lights turned brightly on it, so it almost glows.

"Here I come"

A shot of the Tao of Valor Title, lights glimmering off it.

"You can't hide"

Same shot as before but now its the No LImits Title.

"I'm Gonna find you, and make you want me "

One more time, only this time its the Legacy World Heavyweight Championship.

The music and Lauryn Hill's voice fades away as the Glimmer of Hope Logo Jumps onto the screen.