FHT/ELITE: One More Show - April 10th, 2011

["Sick" Nick™]

[Former FHT Employee Daniel Ice]

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Song: "I’m Alive" by Disturbed[/url]

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Never again will I be dishonored
And never again will I be reminded
Of living within the world of the jaded
They kill inspiration
It's my obligation
To never again, allow this to happen

Dark Angel:
I still remember coming back to face Blade with the arena packed full of fans screaming my name. Tonight, I face another name who has shaped my career.

Clips of Dark Angel's brutal match with Blade, including an Unearthly Destroyer off the ladder into the casket fade into Drew Menace spearing former ELITE owner Marcus Gold out of his pink boots and posing over him.

Drew Menace:
I still remember leading my promotion, wXw into ELITE looking for a war. Tonight, I'll prove that Drew Menace's name deserves to stand there with the rest of the legends of this company.

Where do I begin?
The choices are endless
Denying the sin
My art, my redemption
I carry the torch of my fathers before me [/color]

Trey Spruance:
I still remember winning the ELITE Global Honored Crown and being the last holder. Tonight, any doubters will see I have earned the right to that belt.

We see Trey's dramatic win of the belt and his celebration before fading into an old-school ELITE crowd, looking dismayed. A clever cut has made it look like they're reacting to Trey holding the belt.

Gary King:
I still remember every single classic ELITE match I've called. Tonight, I look forward to seeing an old face come in and challenge Trey's right to be the last holder of ELITE gold.

The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive

A-Damn Hater:
I still remember sitting next to my friend Wally Wilson and calling the best damn hardcore action the world has ever seen. Tonight, I'm going to make him proud for One More Show.

Some clips of associated violence throughout the years. Blood into more blood. Screaming, agony, buckled chairs and broken bodies.

Reverend Daddy Joe:
I still remember the brutal wars we fought against each other. Tonight, I'm going to bring that back, but I'm going to amp it to a level never seen before.

Change again, cannot be considered
I rage again, dispelling my anger
Where do I begin?
The choices are endless
My art, my redemption, my only salvation

Red Ninja:
I still remember living my dream of holding the title and reclaiming my mask. Tonight, CKD will prove just how much we deserve to be remembered as the greatest tag team of all time.

Clips from CKD's continuing independent campaign and the huge wins they've amassed defending the belts fades into Darkness King pinning Satan. We then see him mournfully walking out of the arena.

Darkness King:
I still remember being screwed out of a rightful title run. Tonight, I correct that by taking the Tag Titles and making them my own.

I carry the gift that I have been blessed with
My soul is adrift in oceans of madness
Repairing the rift that you have created
I am not alone, brothers, give me your arms now

Max Venom:
I still remember killing the promotion stone dead. Tonight, I'll prove that I was the top wrestler in the Uprising, bar none.

Max Venom, Ace Andrews, Crusher Casey and Ash Strife hold their arms collectively up together as the Uprising. We see the devastation they wrought on top guys like Stone Cold, Lbm and Dark Angel.

Ace Andrews:
I still remember winning the ELITE Championship soon after my debut in my home town. Tonight, I'll prove I earned that honour when I overcome my former Uprising members.

The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive

Crusher Casey:
I still remember finally getting that sweet win over Lbm and taking the Hardcore Title. Tonight, I prove that I was always the strongest, most dominant man in both the Uprising and this federation.

We see early Crusher Casey footage, beating guys up in ELITE for sport fading into early Ash Strife footage, proving himself in the ring as a hardcore wrestler against some of the best.

Ash Strife:
I still remember beating the politics and becoming commissioner. Tonight, I'll use my power to ensure we'll have a fair and true winner and if anyone disagrees, I've got a pretty short answer for them.

I'm no slave
Are you feeling brave?
Or have you gone out of your mind?
No more games
It won't feel the same
If I hold my anger inside

Blade:
I still remember burning the Code of the ELITE and enabling the company to finally embrace being what it wanted to be. Tonight, I'll show how much I've learnt when I take on "Sick" Nick... and win.

We see that moment, with Blade and the CFC burning the representation of what ELITE stands for, into a montage of "Sick" Nick moments showing what hardcore is all about.

"Sick" Nick:
I still remember coming back from amnesia and mental illness and injury just to be a part of this place. Tonight, I show the world the difference between being hardcore and being "Sick".

There's no meaning
My soul is bleeding
I've had enough of your kind
One suggestion, use your discretion
Before you label me blind

Lbm:
I still remember the shoots, the laughs, the fights, the struggles and delivering a baby. Tonight, I'll show Chase or The Peep's Champ or Hardy Boy V1 or whatever he calls himself why I'm the F'n Legend and he's the F'n Nobody.

We see the first match between Little Big Man and Hardy Boy V1, and then a selection of clips of their continuing war, ending with Chase making Lbm bleed at the press conference.

Chase Stapleton:
I still remember achieving the impossible and winning both the FHT and ELITE World Titles. Tonight, as FHT/ELITE ends its story, I finally close the book on this issue with Lbm.

The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive

Keith Williams:
I still remember having the privilege to be the last FHT Champion. Tonight, I'll defend that against the one man deserving of this chance and finally get the respect of both promotions.

We see side-by-side comparisons of NIN and Keith holding, winning and defending the belt. As the "I'm alive" bits kick in, we see a graphic of every match on the card, ending with the logo of FHT/ELITE and of course, One More Show.

NIN Horror:
I still remember being the Best Wrestler In The World. Tonight, I'll prove that I deserve every bit of that moniker when I take on Keith Williams and leave the Undisputed Champion of FHT/ELITE.

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AND NOW…


Presents…

FHT/ELITE
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[Fireworks explode around the arena as the cameras swoop around the jam-packed FHT Arena, with screaming fans holding up signs like "4Life" and "F'n Finally". We come to the announcer's desks, and there are multiple as FHT/ELITE has brought in every past commentator for this occasion. Our main hosts though are Gary King and A-Damn Hater]

Gary King:
Welcome to FHT/ELITE One More Show! It is my absolute pleasure to be here once more calling the action! I'm Gary King, representing ELITE, and with me, is A-Damn Hater, representing FHT. A-Damn, what a show we've got tonight.

A-Damn Hater:
I don't think we've ever presented a card as stacked as tonight's is! Our main event is Keith Williams and NIN Horror both putting their reigns as the last FHT and ELITE champions respectfully on the line to crown the true last Undisputed champion of FHT/ELITE! We've also got Lbm and Chase Stapleton finally going at it in a grudge match that has been building for ten years! For you hardcore fanatics out there, we've got a Blade vs. "Sick" Nick hardcore dream match and a Daddy Rumble on the cards as well!

Gary King:
Not to forget the triple threat between the former Uprising members, Crush Kill Destroy putting the tag belts they've kept active defending on the indies on the line against the unlikely pairing of Darkness King and Kerrigan, Trey putting his own ELITE Global Honored Crown up against a mystery "former ELITE champion" and we see Dark Angel go up against the former owner of wXw and a mentor of Angel in Drew Menace. And this is FHT/ELITE so you never know what'll happen and who'll show up!

A-Damn Hater:
Yeah, but speaking on that note, I'm getting word Sata- sorry, "Robert Gordon" has some words for us all here tonight. Please bear with us, we'll be back afterwards with the greatest wrestlers in the world...

[Former FHT Employee Daniel Ice]

EARLIER TODAY
We see Mr. Gordon standing backstage with a group of WWE employees who are going to help run tonight's show. Gordon is holding a clipboard and wearing a headset, and looks fairly calm under the pressure.
Gordon: Mr. Dunn, I brought in a few of the old production members from the original FHT. I don't want to step on your feet, so you can basically have them catch coffee for three hours if you are displeased by their performance. Same thing goes for producers, Kidman and Gibson are my help for tonight . Cowboy has miracelously sobered up, and can help consult on the card if he shows up. If he is late even by a half-minute, I will fire him without any second thought and if he fell off the wagon, well.... we already paid for rehab once, we won't pay for it again. Also, if any of the superstars try to threaten and impose their will on any of you, come right to myself of Mr. Kidman/Gibson. They will be thrown out and a stop pay will be put on their check. If I hear of multiple threats, I will put the call in for the kill order, and this call is to be made by me and me only. understand?
All: Yes.
A staff member pipes up.
Staff Member: What about security?
Gordon: Our secuirty is the best in the industry, no need to worr-
Staff Member: Not that type of security, personal security for you?
Gordon looks a little annoyed by the question.
Gordon: If any Superstar makes a move for me, the kill order will be put in. Most of them are smart enough to not bite the hand that feeds them. Mr. Williams is a great concern for me, but trust me, I got a plan. Any attempted mass assualt on me and the reinforcements will arrive on the scene. If a drunken frat-boy tries to play "wrestler" and tries to take a shot at me, I'm more than willing to put my boot on his neck and press down.
A production assistant runs up to Gordon with a manilla envelope.
Assistant: Mr. Gordon, the DVD from Titan arrived, who do you want me to do with it?
Gordon: If it definelty is what I think it is, I wanted it played at the beginning of the show. It'll show them who is definetly in charge.
FTB.

The video:
To the shock of many people in the building, the video opens with none other than Vincent Kennedy McMahon standing against a blue background. The crowd unleashed some nuclear heat toward's the video prescense of McMahon.
Mr. McMahon: Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to FHT/ELITE: One More Show. This is a special night for the wonderful superstars of the FHT and the ELITE organization's, a last night under the bright lights. While some of these superstars never made it to the WWE, I do respect and appreciate all the hard work and effort they put into their respective companies. A sports entertainment organization lasting seven years is an impressive accomplishment these days, especially one that had my help in starting. I will definetly be watching and you never know, maybe they'll be back. Maybe. Enjoy the show.

The video fades out.

[Max Venom]

Don't Lie To Yourself, It Gave You Pleasure...

OH MY GOD OH MY-

As "Demonoid Phenomenom" hits the speakers, the arena fills with deafenign boos as out saunters Max Venom, that trademark smile on his face. He mockingly bows to the audience before entering the ring and taking up a microphone.

Max Venom: You’ll have to forgive me; I’m a little choked up here. Not because of you assholes, oh no, it’s what this means. What this proves. Let’s recap for the majority of you who didn’t watch the final year of FHT/ELITE programming. My name is Max Venom and I am the man who finally killed this promotion.

The reaction to that sentence alone almost causes a riot to break out. Grown men are seen throwing themselves at the waiting security, baying for Venom's blood.

Max Venom: To me, for so long, FHT/ELITE was just another name on a list of victims. Yet, somehow, it was more than that. FHT/ELITE could’ve been different. It could’ve been saved. It could’ve been the first place I felt was truly… home. I’m almost sorry. Almost, but not at all at the same time. What I did was justified homicide. You might have not heard it, but I did, I heard the voice of this promotion, begging, pleading to be put out of its misery. I simply compiled. It hurts but it feels so good to watch an empire crumble. Years upon years of work and investment topple down in an instant. I won’t lie to you all, it gave me pleasure. A year of suffering under the heel of arrogant, lazy veterans, to take revenge by removing your most precious possession was so satisfying. You deserved it; all of you deserved everything you got. So why do I feel so incomplete? Why do I feel so damn empty?

You never fought. You never tried to stop me. All my other victims squirmed, struggled, begged and battled to the bitter end. I’m not a vindictive person, as hard as that might be to believe. I just see all these humans, no longer believing in “survival of the fittest”. Content with the nine-to-five grind. Satisfied with a life of mediocrity. Happy to throw away their lives without purpose, without passion, without desire. That pisses me off. That was the same attitude I saw infested in FHT/ELITE. The Uprising, for me, was never a takeover attempt. It was never a gimmick to get to the top. It was never about getting rid of the veterans, no matter what I said or did. For me, and me alone, since I never imparted this on the other members… It was a wake-up call, a slap in the face of men happy to ease out another pointless week of existence. Nothing inspires men more than a fight and a challenge. You had the choice of stepping up, blowing the dust off your ring boots and dealing with me or just fading away. Guess which one you chose.

The crowd has settled down enough to get some chants going to show Venom exactly what they think of him. A "Fuck You Venom" chant is picking up steam.

Max Venom: Still, I must congratulate you all. After over a year of poverty and quiet retirement, you finally did something. You finally brought back FHT/ELITE… for One More Show. Well done. You changed your fate very slightly. After tonight, how many of you will go back to your meaningless existences, convinced of a job well done? You managed to put on a funeral for your precious company. That’s what this is. And tonight, I don’t come to praise FHT/ELITE, I come to bury it. Your beloved lies here, dying, and its killer is about to roam free. Tonight, I provide the final curtain for FHT/ELITE. Tonight I’ll wrestle my peers from the Uprising, tonight I’ll win and tonight even your funeral will be forever tainted by Max Venom. You’ve got One More Show to save yourselves from obscurity because after tonight, the last bones of FHT/ELITE will be picked apart by the vultures and eroded by the wind. Enjoy your hollow victory.

We cut to some fans waving signs in support of the FHT/ELITE comeback. Max waits out some boos for a moment, as he clearly seems to shift gears.

Max Venom: Now, I know what the typical protocol for this match is. I run down my opponent, insult them, degrade them and make them sound like crap… But not tonight. This isn’t out of some small mercy granted from how “special” tonight supposedly is. No, this is out of respect. I truly respect my Uprising brothers-in-arms; the true ones who stood up against a whole organisation built to oppress them and gave the best damn fight of their lives. Let’s look at it objectively: Ace Andrews, Crusher Casey, Ash Strife and of course, myself, all held gold. We sent overhyped, untalented veterans packing from the company. Four men who had been cast aside by the system together overcoming these obstacles and actually making a difference, however temporary and however small.

Some fans have a banner reading "The Uprising - Biggest Abortion of the Year", a reference to FHT/ELITE to the last yearly awards.

Max Venom: Before I was even under contract, during the Wrestling Apprentice, I met Ace Andrews. We did a “survive a minute” thing. Couple of weeks later, I beat him and took his half of the tag team gold. Who knew that come the New Year, we’d be tag team partners? We’d be leading a stable that gave this company a whole extra year of life. Ace Andrews, at that time the new punchline of FHT/ELITE. The whipping boy. The guy who’d been given the biggest push ever given to a newcomer and had messed up, but had the guts and the balls to own up to that, to come back and wrestle here despite the mocking and the promises he’d never touch that level again. He didn’t care what the naysayers had to spew out. He worked his ass off, he made his own chances and before the end had a run with the FHT Championship. Now, maybe, just maybe, you could fluke a win for one World Championship in your life. You don’t get to make it two in a year without serious talent. By the end, he owned this company. Everything you built and created was in Ace Andrews’ hand, and because of the work done by me, he got to seal the final fate of FHT/ELITE: A bunch of tapes stored in the back of some disused warehouse by the WWE.

See, I have every reason in the world to absolutely hate Ace Andrews. I’m the arrogant but talented psychopath who destroys companies. He’s the well-dressed, skilled businessman who buys them. Hell, one night I found my place broken into and my Global Honored Crown belt stolen… Next night, Ace is on TV vacating the belt, firing me, calling me a failure- I still don’t hate him. That was smart business, if there was more of that; this company might still be alive. We got along because deep down, we share one common trait: We both don’t take shit. Now, sure, if someone starting calling me names in a bar, I’d probably knock their teeth out, while Ace would buy the bar and ban him from the premises, but despite our different methods, we just don’t take shit. I respect that in a man and the fact is, just like this company didn’t deserve Max Venom, it didn’t deserve Ace Andrews.

More booing from these fans, but there's a small "Ace Andrews" chant. Clearly the fans are more respectful of Ace than they are of Max Venom. Max reaches into his jacket and takes out a cigarette, lighting it in the middle of the ring, drawing some gasps from the front row.

Max Venom: Oh what, are the WWE going to fine me? Please. Let’s talk about the big man. Well, one of the big men. Crusher Casey. A career man, a company man. A seven-foot MMA badass who this federation refused to push because the talent was scared of him. Casey spent years slaving away in the midcard while all the big names this company brought in came and went. Did they ever reward Casey's loyalty? Did they ever think "Hmmm, there's a huge powerhouse who's always been then, always been hungry, maybe we'll do something with him?"

Of course not! Not until the Uprising took Crusher Casey under its wing and set him loose on the promotion. How many times did Casey hurt Lbm? How long did Lbm pathetically run from Casey, knowing the moment he stepped in the ring with our monster, his little title reign would be over? Under our direction, Casey went from being a man lost in the constant shuffle of needing to put legends on the top to being a FHT Hardcore Champion. The history books will forever say that Crusher Casey ended Lbm's record reign and Crusher Casey held that belt. He finally got the respect he demanded and deserved, and it only took him years and years of work. This promotion didn't deserve Crusher Casey.

Again, Casey gets his own chant amongst the boos for Venom. Max, to his credit, doesn't seem to care about either.

Max Venom: And then we come to Ash Strife. Sadly unable to wrestle tonight due to a small injury and prior commitments, Ash will be the authority of our match, since we can't trust FHT/ELITE management to send a referee that might actually not be biased and try to end the match early so there's more time for Lbm's entrance. See, Ash was always on the threshold of being the next big thing here, but wasn't allowed to be. So instead he committed to fighting the very system stopping him, not just for himself, but for the future stars. Ash, perhaps more than anyone, wanted the Uprising to succeed so we could change the status quo. So we could fix this promotion. I know that failure still burns him up inside.

Now, I don't know what Ash is thinking about tonight. If he's smart, he'll call this exactly down the middle and not turn this into a controversial issue. Tonight, Ash Strife gets a front row seat to watch three men he battled with go head-to-head. Ash Strife's last act in this promotion isn't a glorious one, it isn't one focused on his ego like other talents I could mention. Ash Strife is going out there tonight to help out talent that were lost in the system, just like he spent the latter part of his career doing. That is deserving of respect and is proof that, once again, this promotion did not deserve Ash Strife.

Now the "Ash Strife" chant goes up, but the fans are very clear that they aren't supporting anything Venom is saying. Max leans against the ropes, taking a long drag from his cigarette.

Max Venom: But the fact remains that while Ace, Ash and Casey worked their asses off for this company despite all the obstacles, without me… They wouldn’t have gotten anywhere. Without me, the leader of the Uprising. The man who made the veterans in this company take notice, the man who gathered up this bunch of lost and misfit toys and gave them purpose…Without me, there would’ve been no second Ace Andrews world title run. There wouldn’t have been any Casey FHT Hardcore title win. No Ash Strife Global Honored Crown run. No roles as commissioner or owner. Now, I’m sure there’s people in the back who’ll argue till they go blue in the face about whether those were good developments or not, but seeing as without us, this company would’ve happily stagnated three weeks into its comeback, it’s a moot point. See, without me, Ace Andrews, Ash Strife and Crusher Casey wouldn’t have been anything more than an embarrassing footnote on FHT/ELITE history. So let’s take the opposite approach… Did Max Venom ever really need the Uprising to get to the top?

No. That’s the sad and shocking truth. Hell, you could argue ultimately having to carry the entire stable on my shoulders kept me down. Now, by all means I didn’t carry the stable every single day of my career, sure, but how many great Max Venom moments could you name just right now, off the top of your head? Beating Stone Cold Steve Austin clean, beating Dark Angel in that Glass Ceiling Cage match, beating Dark Angel for his Global Honored Crown, holding onto the Tag Team titles for just under a year, the Max Venom Show promo, the veteran impersonation promo, visiting the veterans in the old folk’s home… That’s just a few. Bar maybe the tag team titles, none of those required the Uprising. They needed me. I didn’t need them, but I kept them around. Change requires more than one person, after all. Sometimes they pulled their weight, sometimes they didn’t. They tried though, which is so much more than you can say about at least half the legends FHT/ELITE paid big money to bring back, who took those paychecks and top spots and proceeded to do nothing and fuck off.

The heat is back on Max Venom as the fans rain down their hate on the killer of FHT/ELITE and his ego.

Max Venom: See, there are two reasons I want this match. First is to prove that, yes, I was the true leader of the Uprising. That I was the man that saved the careers of the members in it. However, there’s a second reason. I know the three men I face tonight will see it completely different, and they’ll fight me tooth and nail to prove me wrong. No bullshit, no hiding, no games. That’s perfect, because on this night where you try and retcon the Uprising as a terrible idea while viewing back on your history with rose-tinted glasses, on this night, the Uprising and Max Venom will once again, for one last time, steal the damn show. So all your overhyped legends and mythical dream matches will be outdone by the four guys you thought were absolutely nothing. Maybe, after we’re done, you’ll finally open your eyes and accept the four of us as on the same level, if not better, as all of you. That will be my final victory. On your one last chance to celebrate your dead promotion’s legacy, all people talk about the Uprising. Just like it was always meant to be.

With his cigarette and speech finished, Max flicks the remains towards the crowd, leaving a worker to desperately go after it, while Max leaves to further boos from this crowd.

[robert]

We go back to King and Hater at the announce table.

King: Well, the crowd is certainly unhappy with the comments by Mr. Venom. Makes you think what the he-

King is interrupted by the opening chords of The WrestleMania XII theme as the producer for tonight, Robert Gordon makes his way to ringside. The crowd responds to his presence with chants of "Sellout" and "Vince's Bitch" and just good old boo'ing from the crowd. Gordon seems unaffected by the chants and is looking rather dashing in his suit. Gordon goes to step over the ropes, but wags his fingers and decides to step in via the middle rope. He already has a microphone in his hand and is carrying a satchel. Gordon begins to speak.

Gordon: Ladies and gentleman, welcome to FHT/ELITE: One More Show...a WWE Production under the direction of Robert Gordon.

Gordon is pelted with a soda cup, and Gordon responds by throwing the soda cup back into the crowd.

Gordon: Tonight you will see some of the best superstars that the FHT and Elite had to offer, with the exclusion of myself. I know that you fans hate me and everything to stand for, but why are you here, then? Why did you order the PPV? You see, my pay for this card is depending on the total gross from the gate and PPV. Alas, it will be a very happy holiday for my family. You could change the channel and exit the building, but I know you need your blood-lust. Also, this might be the last time you see some of your favorite stars of the past, because there is a good possibility that none of these superstars will be around after tonight. Myself, on the other hand will be sitting on Mr. McMahon's private jet and heading to Monday Night Raw!

The crowds hatred grows even louder.

Hater: This isn't some giant advertisement for the WWE! Let us have our moment in the sun. This man is a sellout, a judas, and a man who turned his back on those who made him. He's an ass-kisser who only got this job because he wrestled for us. I hope we Benoit him out of history.

Gordon hears the comments and turns his attention to the announcers.

Gordon: SHUT THE HELL UP! If it weren't for the WWE's paid rehab plan, you'd be dead in a damn gutter! Mr. King, I wouldn't talk either, I'm sure that those fetish videos don't pay the bills as well as....say a commentating gig on Superstars. Gordon clears his throat I'm sorry for the outburst, but anybody who thinks I kissed ass for this job, then you no idea of what I went through to get to this point in my career. I worked myself to the bone in Florida, putting myself through hell to train future Superstars and put cards together.

Six months of living in a run-down apartment hoping that maybe I will make it. I watched as the FHT came up with fading idea after last ditch idea to turn things around and I realized....it was worth the hell I was going through. I worked my way to the top of this promotion after three years on the road , staying in crap hotels to get to this point. I watched as 71,000 people packed themselves into the Georgia Domes to see a card that I helped put together and I realized something....I made it. With a tear in my eye, I realized this was the greatest moment of my career. Not winning the title belt a fourth time, not even receiving this.

Gordon opens the satchel to reveal...the FHT Hall of Fame plaque. Gordon looks at it as he begins to speak.

Gordon: This should be my pride and glory, but I look at it with pure hatred and contempt. Hell, I wasn't even in the first class if I remember correctly. The night I received this "great" honor, my daughter was in the hospital with an 101 degree fever and a life threatening infection. I wanted to be there, so badly, but I couldn't be there. Why? Because the FHT gave me an ultimatum: Come to the ceremony or you will be fired. So I accepted this award through gritted teeth and unspeakable rage, and I put it in this satchel that night. I never wanted to look at this again. I've always wanted to do this, and I figure that tonight is the night to do it.

Gordon walks over to a garbage can next to the announcers table and looks at the plaque for one last time. In a shocking moment, Gordon drops the plaque in the garbage can and begins to walk away. The crowd is shocked at first and then rain down the boo's. Gordon walks back to ring showing no remorse for his actions. The look on the announcers face is of shock and horror. Gordon walks back into the ring as a fan nearly jumps the rail at him.

Gordon: As for the sell-out comments, every one of your favorite wrestlers sold-out at one point. Hart, Flair, Steamboat, Piper, Austin, Michaels, Foley, Funk, and Hogan all sold-out at one point. You know why? It wasn't because they wanted to piss off the fans, they had mouths to feed and bills to be paid. The greatest wrestler isn't the man who has 180 four star matches, it's the man who makes the most money, protects himself and his opponent, and can retire and live in peace. DEAL WITH IT. We are human beings with families and mortgages and that is something you plebians will never get. You want me to wrestle till I'm fifty in bowling alleys and high school gyms? You want me to show up at every so called "last show" till I'm a bloated, pill-popping, chain smoking drunk? FUCK YOU is my response, until you step into this realize the pain that we go for on an everyday basis than you have no right to judge me. I'd rather work for Vince McMahon and have you fans call me a sell-out than die in this damn ring. I AM A BUSINESS MAN with a family to feed, and I knew that I needed to evolve in-order to survive in this industry. I'm not gonna be a dinosaur and became another damn statistic and face extinction for your pleasure. I'm gonna be me, and I don't give a rats ass if you like it or not.

Gordon drops the microphone and leaves to boo's from the crowd. We go to a commercial for WWE Tough Enough.

[Blade]

--The camera switches backstage to the locker room. The scene shows Blade standing in front of the camera, foot on a chair as he laces his boot. Blade looks up, sees the camera and smiles his trademark grin. He takes his foot off the chair, cracks his knuckles and starts talking to the camera. --

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Blade:
I know what you are all asking yourself. Who am I?

--Blade points to himself at those words. --[/i]

Blade:
What Blade is going to be stepping between the ropes tonight. Am I going to be the fun loving alcohol swilling jackass, or just a jackass? Am I going to be the man who stands alone against all my enemies, or am I going to the man who dominates others to do my bidding? Am I going to be the Blade that runs on pure emotion, or the one that is cold and calculating?

--Blade picks up a roll of tape and proceeds to start taping up his hands as he continues. --[/i]

Blade:
Both FHT and ELITE have seen many faces of Blade. And to be honest, I never know myself which one will make an appearance. All I know for certain is that I am going to blow you away. Looking back at all the matches I have had in my career, some groundbreaking, others not so much, I know that if one thing defines me is adaptability. From the knockout brawls, to the flawless chain wrestling. From the hardcore melee’s, to the crippling submissions. I can do it all, and I’ve seen it. And most of it has been in this company.

--Blade tears the tape before starting on his other hand. --[/i]

Blade:
This company epitomizes variety and innovation. And in my heart and my soul, this is where my career ended. There were moments I wasn’t around, and my biggest regret was missing the very final show this company put on. You know how it is, when life gets in the way of the things you love. There were times when I got bored, or frustrated, or just burned out. I would leave and attempt to recover, recuperate, and take stock of my life. But I always knew, as soon as that spark was relit, I would have a home to return to. And knowing that I won’t be able to do that anymore is heartbreaking. Which is why tonight, I’m going to give people something they will never forget.

--Finishing with his other hand, Blade tears off the tape and drops what is remaining onto the floor. Blade turns his full attention back to the camera. --[/i]

Blade:
“Sick” Nick. One of the originals. When I think of FHT, I don’t think of LBM. I don’t think of Keith “ShadowWalker” Williams. I don’t even think of Stone Cold Steve Austin. “Sick” Nick is FHT to me. “Sick” Nick is hardcore. If I stood here and said anything different I would be a bare faced liar. I have the greatest respect for the man. “But Blade, why did you antagonise Nick on Twitter if you respect him so much”...well...how else was I going to get his 9-5 ass to face me in that ring? As of right now, Nick still has not arrived him the building, but I know he will be here. I mean, how could he resist?

--Blade bends down and rummages around in his back, pulling out a can of beer and cracking it open. --[/i]

Blade:
A toast. To FHT/ELITE, and to “Sick” Nick.

--Blade takes a mouthful from the can of beer and sprays it over the camera lens.--[/i]

Blade:
IT’S DEMOLITION TIME!

--With the camera covered with beer, obscuring everything in the room, the scene fades to black.--[/i]
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[Trey Spruance]

Trey Spruance walks into the building holding the elite global honoured crown around his waist.

Trey: I came here to do what I do best, kick ass.

Trey lights up a cigarette and walks through the backstage area to where the curtain is.

Trey: Time to make my appearance.

Trey goes through the curtain as “Walk” by Pantera starts to play. The crowd go nuts for the champion Trey Spruance. Trey walks down to the ring and grabs a microphone.

Trey: I'm willing to take on any challenger tonight, for one night alone, to prove that I am the rightful champion of this belt. Any challenger can walk through that curtain and face Trey “The Dude” Spruance in a one on one match.

Trey stands in the ring waiting.

[Ash Strife]

A car pulls up slowly and out steps Ash Strife. He has the LPW United States championship over one shoulder and half of the Undisputed Tag Team championship on the other as he walks into the building. He gets to a changing room and kicks open the door. Sitting in an open locker is a referee shirt as well as a gym bag with a note. Ash looks at the note oddly before approaching the bag.

Strife: What is this?

Ash take the note and reads it out loud.

Strife: “Ash do the right thing – Ace P.S. Sorry about the knee take this as a token of my apologies.”

Ash opens the bag and it is full of hundred dollar bills. Ash laughs to himself as he zips the bag shut.

Strife: Oh I’ll do the right thing all right Ace, it just might not be what you have in mind.

The scene cuts out as Ash takes off his LPW shirt to put on his Referee shirt.

["Sick" Nick™]

We come back to Trey, who is nuzzled up in the corner taking a nap. The cigarette, now halfway smoked, is dangling out of his mouth.

Gary King:
Wow Hater, what a show we have had so far!

AdRock:
Yea. It is almost as good as the last, Last show we had. I mean this one we have a bum sleeping in the corner of our ring . . . Oh no wait... That's just Trey. But I still don't take it back.

Gary King:
You are such a... Such a... Well, you are such a hater.

AdRock:
After 6 years, you are finally getting it. Good for you.

Gary King:
Well, anyway, while Trey waits for a challenger. Earlier today we received this video submitted to us from a fan through our Facebook account, facebook.com/TheRealFHTELITE.

AdRock:
Talking about haters... We couldn't get FHTELITE?

Gary King:
No. Some punk kid in Toledo, OH has it.

AdRock:
How old is this kid?

Gary King:
11.

AdRock:
Are you kidding me? We have a whole organization of really big guys that beat each other up for a living! We can't just beat him up and take it?

Gary King:
HE'S 11! You would beat up an 11 year old!?!

AdRock:
Yea! And I'd take his lunch money too!

Gary King:
Unbelievable! . . . Plus we already tried that. The court date is set for the 26th of this month. Anyway, getting back to the video. A fan sent this in. It looks like a video that was filmed with an iPhone. Take a look...

The video starts out in a museum. It is obviously a class trip of 3rd graders, and one of the students is filming it with his iPhone 4. A man walks up to the teacher. It is the museum tour guide.

Museum Tour Guide:
OK, Ms. Myfa China... Right?

Myfa China:
That is correct.

Museum Tour Guide:
That is an interesting name.

Myfa China:
It is Swedish. OK kids. Gather around and stay close. The tour is about to begin.

Museum Tour Guide:
Welcome kids. Welcome to El Museo del Barrio. New York City's only Latino museum dedicated to contemporary Puerto Rican, Caribbean and Latin American art!

Billy:
Hey, you're "Sick" Nick!

Museum Tour Guide:
No. My name is Nicholas. See... [Points to name tag.]

Billy:
Yea, yea. You use to wrestle for the FHT!

"Sick" Nick:
Well, that was a long time ago... What is your name?

Billy:
Billy. I'm a big fan! Can I hit you with a chair?

Nick places his hands on his knees and crouches down to get closer to Billy.

"Sick" Nick:
No Billy. I am here to teach you about the amazing contemporary Puerto Rican, Caribbean and Latin American art!

Billy:
. . . Yea. I'd rather hit you with a chair.

"Sick" Nick:
LOOK YOU LITTLE BRAT... [Looks around nervously, hoping no one heard that.] ... I mean, Billy you are going to love some of the art here. Are you a fan of hardcore wrestling?

Billy:
Yea! Of Course! You are my FAVORITE wrestler!!!

"Sick" Nick:
Well today you are going to see some of the most hardcore contemporary Puerto Rican, Caribbean and Latin American art! Come on kids, let start the tour.

The tour is started and "Sick" Nick brings the kids up to the first piece.

"Sick" Nick:
This installation in the Carmen Ana Unanue Galleries, drawn from our Permanent Collection, features works with an urban sensibility that deploy pared-down building blocks of shape, color, and form to express revealing worldviews...

Billy raises his hand.

"Sick" Nick:
[Sigh.] Yes Billy. Do you have a question?

Billy:
Why do you work at museum "Sick" Nick? Shouldn't you be living in a mansion, hitting your servants with chairs?

"Sick" Nick:
Well, times are tough Billy. Everyone needs to make money somehow. And let's just say you shouldn't buy all the tickets to a Charlie Sheen show and try to sell them for a profit... By the way, would you guys like to see Charlie Sheen!?!

Ms. Myfa China puts her hand up and shakes her head no.

"Sick" Nick:
I got front row tickets for a good price . . . ?

Myfa China:
No thank you. Can we continue with the tour, please?

"Sick" Nick:
Alright... [Hangs head.] Next we have...

Billy:
Are you going to answer Blade's challenge?

"Sick" Nick:
Blade's challenge?

Billy:
Yea. Blade challenged you on Twitter!

"Sick" Nick:
What's a Twitter!?!

Billy:
It's social media!

"Sick" Nick:
Social... Media?

Billy:
It's this super duper cool website that lets you connect with your friends and the rest of the world. I follow SpongeBob... And Dora The Explorer... And Paris Hilton... And . . .

"Sick" Nick:
So this Twibber you talk about...

Billy:
Twitter.

"Sick" Nick:
Whatever. You say Blade is calling me out?

Billy:
Yea!

"Sick" Nick:
What does he want me to do, fight him in an alley or something? Hahaha...

Billy:
No, he wants to face you at FHT/ELITE One More Show!

"Sick" Nick:
FHT/ELITE One More Show . . . What's that?

Billy:
Didn't you hear? FHT and ELITE are having one more show!

"Sick" Nick:
Really? No. I didn't hear that. I don't have cable right now. The Charlie Sheen market hasn't been treating me very well. [Whispers to Billy.] By the way, front row seats!!! [Waves a stack of tickets at Billy, but is waved off by Ms. China.]

Billy:
Yea, look. [Billy pulls out his iPhone and shows Nick Blade's Twitter account.]

"Sick" Nick:
That Son of a . . .

Nick grabs a dinosaur bone from the display next to him and yanks it off.

"Sick" Nick:
I'M NOT HARDCORE!!! I'M NOT HARDCORE!!! I'LL SHOW HIM WHO IS HARDCORE!!!

Myfa China:
Nicholas. Why is there dinosaur bones in a Latino Museum?

"Sick" Nick:
I don't know... It's like Spanish or something. There is just so much contemporary Puerto Rican, Caribbean and Latin American art out there... Plus dinosaurs are cool!

All the kids cheer for the 'Dinosaurs are cool!' part.

"Sick" Nick:
Who wants to see me kick some ASS ! ! !

All the kids start cheering and jumping up and down!

"Sick" Nick:
LETS GO ! ! !

Nick and the kids run out of El Museo del Barrio as the video footage comes to an end.

[Ninja/Killer]

Trey Spruance is still in the ring waiting for someone to answer his challenge. Spruance stands up and lets out a yawn then scratches himself.

"Godzilla Theme" hits before going into "War Machine" by KISS from the back first comes Jamie Coleson waving a Black Flag with CKD written in White on it. Coleson wears a Black Backwards Baseball Cap a Black T Shirt with CKD written in White on the Front and No Fear, No Mercy, No Regrets World Tour '11, Black Pleather Shorts with CKD written in White on the Back and Black Boots. Behind Coleson are the FHT/ELITE Undisputed Tag Team Champions Red Ninja and Killer who get a loud ovation from the crowd. For Entrance Attire Ninja wears a Sleeveless Black Hooded Pleather Robe with the Hood pulled up on the back of the robe is Adaptness written in Gold with CKD written in Gold Underneath with Gold Chains wrapped around the letters. Killer wears a Black Vest with Gold Spikes on it with CKD written in Gold on the Back. Ninja and Killer stop in the entrance way as both look around to the crowd that is cheering them on loudly. Ninja pulls his hood back then closes his eyes soaking in the cheers from the crowd. Ninja then opens his robe to show his FHT Tag Team Title around his waist and his ELITE Tag Team Title strapped around his chest. Killer has both his FHT Tag Team Title and ELITE Tag Team Title around his waist. Ninja and Killer head to the ring as the fans continue to cheer them on. Coleson waves the CKD flag as Ninja and Killer are at ring side. Ninja sees some fans in the first few rows holding streamers. Ninja tells them to wait a few moments before throwing them. Killer sees a fan in the front row wearing a Green T Shirt with Killzilla written in Black on the Front. Killer bumps fist with the fan then walks up the ring steps. Ninja walks up the ring steps then tells the fans with the streamers to wait again. Ninja and Killer enter the ring as Ninja signals at the fans to throw them. Streamers fly into the ring from the crowd as Ninja extends his arms out then drops to a knee as the streamers continue to fly in. The streamers stop as some ring side attendants get rid of them the music dies down as a loud "CKD" chant can be heard. Ninja gets a mic then looks over at Trey Spruance who standing in a corner.

RN:First things first,Trey, no disrespect intended or anything dude, but fuck off.

Spruance looks at CKD then decides to listen to Ninja's advice and leaves the ring and heads to the back.

RN:Well, it sure has been awhile hasn't it.(Crowd pops loudly.) In the time since the last show, CKD has done alot, we've gone to Japan, we've gone all over the United States, we've taken on the best tag teams in wrestling, we've kicked ass and taken names, we've partied with Scott Hall.(A collective "OHHH" can be heard heard from the crowd along with some laughs and some scattered boos.) To soon? Anway, since we've won these tag team titles, correction Undisputed Tag Team Titles, meaning combining both for those of you unfamiliar with the terms used in wrestling, mostly for here Jamie, he's a little slow in the head.(Coleson looks over at Ninja with a confused look on his face. Ninja taps him on the shoulder.) Sorry buddy, we won these Undisputed Tag Team titles back in August 17th 2009, thank you Wikipedia.(Crowd laughs), we won the titles on that day and when FHT/ELITE was running we defended it against all comers, when FHT/ELITE closed it's doors we defended it against all comers, and now that for one more night FHT/ELITE is running, guess what were going to do defend it. CKD wants to be known for one thing and one thing only, taking on all teams that dare to challenge us and standing over their broken bodies after its all said and done. Kerrigan and King, you guys want to challenge, well guys, talking is fun, but action gets the job done.

"My Way" hits as from the back comes Chris Kerrigan to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Kerrigan walks down to the ring and rolls in and awaits his partner.

"Graveyard Symphony" hits as from the back comes Darkness King. King slowly walks to the ring then steps up onto the ring apron the enters the ring glaring at his partner Chris Kerrigan. The two have a stare down as CKD removes their entrance attire.
For Ring Attire Ninja wears a Black Undershirt with CKD written in Gold on the Front, Black Pleather Pants with a Gold Chain wrapped around the Right Leg, Gold Wrist Tape and Gold Boots with CKD written on the Sides. Killer wears a Black Wrestling Singlet with CKD written in Gold on the Front, Killer written in Gold on the Back, Gold Fingerless Gloves and Gold Boots.

Jane:Ladies and Gentlemen the following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall introducing first the challengers they are the team of Chris Kerrigan and Darkness King.(Mixed reaction) They're opponents they are the reigning and defending FHT/ELITE Undisputed Tag Team Champions, Red Ninja and Killer, CKD.(Pop.)

DING DING DING

Ninja starts off for his team with Kerrigan. A loud "Red Ninja" chant starts from the crowd. Ninja nods then locks up with Kerrigan. Ninja applys a Headlock. Kerrigan wraps his arms around Ninja's waist then tries to lift him up but Ninja lands back down on the mat and continues to wrench on the Headlock. Kerrigan rams some Forearms into Ninja's side then is able to lift him up again and shoves him off. Ninja lands on his feet then almost trips. Ninja uses the ropes to keep his footing. Ninja then looks over and sees King at the nearest corner. Ninja quickly moves away before King can triy anything. Kerrigan slaps his shoulders as he and Ninja move in twoards each other. Ninja attempts a Single Leg takedown but Kerrigan moves out of the way. Ninja gets up and tries another Single Leg but Kerrigan again moves out of the way. Ninja gets up but Kerrigan suprises him with a Firemans Carry takeover into a quick cover but Ninja immediatley shoves him off. Kerrigan gets up to his feet first and meets Ninja with another Firemans Carry this time into an Arm Bar. Ninja gets in a seated position as Kerrigan switches over into a Headlock. Kerrigan takes Ninja over to the mat then attempts to switch over into a Front Facelock but Ninja spins out of it then applys a Front Facelock of his own on Kerrigan. Ninja then switches over and mounts Kerrigan's back then paint brush slaps him on the head then gets off and gets to his feet as Kerrigan gets on his knees holding the back of his head. Kerrigan gets to his feet then looks over at King who glares at him. Kerrigan glares back at King as King holds his hand out and Kerrigan tags it. King enters the ring as he and Kerrigan have an exchange of words. King turns to Ninja who is advancing on him. Ninja then grabs his right calf and complains of a cramp then goes to his corner and tags Killer on the shoulder then rolls out of the ring to the floor as Killer stands on the apron with a confused look on his face. Ninja tells Killer he has a cramp and that Killer should wrestle King for now. Killer shakes his head then enters the ring as Coleson comes over and helps Ninja stretch his calf out.

Killer enters the ring as a "Killer" chant starts up. Killer claps his hands and gets the crowd fired up as he and King square off. The two big men lock up and struggle for control but break apart. Killer takes a second then locks up with King again. Killer breaks the lock up then delivers a right hand to King's face. King takes it then fires back with a right hand of his own dropping Killer to the mat. King starts stomping at Killer as Killer covers up then grabs a hold of King's leg then charges forward taking King into a corner. Killer starts ramming his shoulder into King's stomach. Killer then delivers a right hand to King's face but King fires back with a Back Elbow to the side of Killer's head. Killer takes it then tries to advance but is met with another Back Elbow to the side of the head that drops Killer to a knee. Killer tries to recover but King meets him with a Thrust punch to the throat. King then grabs Killer and places him in the corner. King fires some hard punches as Killer raises his arms to cover up. King grabs Killer and whips him to the opposite corner. Killer hits the corner then uses the momentum to bounce himself off as he catches King who was charging in with a Flying Shoulder Tackle. King immediatley gets to his feet but Killer chops him across the chest then grabs him and attempts a Body Slam but King resists then grabs Killer and lifts him up and Body Slams him to the mat. King then hits a Legdrop to Killer's chest then covers. 1,2, shoulder up. King brings Killer to his feet then whips him to the ropes. Killer comes off as King attempts a Boot but Killer ducks under. King turns as Killer has come off the ropes and attempts a Yakuza Kick but King grabs his foot. King pulls Killer in for a Clothesline but Killer ducks under then catches King with a DROPKICK knocking him back up against the ropes. Killer gets up then meets King with a Mongolian Chop. Killer kicks King in the stomach then hits another Mongolian Chop. Killer grabs King by the back of the neck then brings him to his corner. Killer looks at Ninja and says "How's your cramp?" Ninja replys "I think it's gone..." King elbows Killer in the stomach then grabs Killer and throws him into Ninja knocking Ninja off the ring apron and to the floor. King throws some right hands at Ninja then sends him into the corner. King raises his boot and starts choking Killer with it. The ref calls for a break. King lets go as Killer struggles to catch his breath. King brings Killer to his corner then clubs him hard on the back knocking him to a knee. King then looks at Kerrigan and slaps him on the chest for a tag.

Kerrigan enters the ring and shoves King. The two argue a bit until Killer gets to his feet then slaps Kerrigan on the chest. Killer then chops King in the neck then slaps Kerrigan on the chest again then chops King in the neck again. Killer then knees Kerrigan in the stomach then delivers a hard Headbutt. Killer looks to advance on King but King grabs him by the throat. King starts choking Killer but Ninja comes into the ring behind King and kicks him in the back of the leg breaking his grip on Killer's throat. Ninja goes for another kick but King grabs his leg then grabs him by the throat. Killer tries to help Ninja but King again grabs him by the throat. King chokes both of them but Ninja and Killer poke him in the eyes getting a laugh out of the crowd. Kerrigan recovers and charges at Ninja and Killer but is met with double kicks to the stomach. Ninja and Killer hold Kerrigan then kick him in the back of the legs knocking him to his knees. Ninja goes behind Kerrigan as Killer chops him in the chest as Ninja kicks him in the back at the same time. King is trying to recover but Ninja and Killer take him down with a Double Drop Toe Hold. Killer holds onto King's leg as Ninja gets up and hits a Standing Moonsault to King's back. Ninja and Killer get to their feet then tap the CKD's on the front of their attire and then raise their fists in the air. Kerrigan is trying to get to his feet but Ninja and Killer attack him then send him into a corner. Ninja charges in then hits a Tiger Mask Corner Flip Kick. Ninja lands on his feet then charges in and hits a Stinger Splash. Ninja moves out of the way as Killer charges in and hits a Running Clothesline. Kerrigan falls to the bottom turnbuckle as Killer and Ninja place their boots across his face as the crowd pops. Killer scrapes his boot across Kerrigan's face as does Ninja. Killer scrapes his boot across Kerrigan's face again as does Ninja. Killer runs to the opposite ropes as does Ninja. Killer hits a Running Ohtani Kick for the Killdozer. Killer then moves out of the way as Ninja hits a Jumping Dropkick to Kerrigan's face. Killer grabs Kerrigan's feet then pulls him out of the corner then puts a foot on his chest and then flexes his arms as the ref counts 1,2, shoulder up.

King is trying to pull himself up with the ropes as Killer pounds on his back. Killer grabs King then delivers a European Uppercut. Killer grabs King in a Suplex position and tries lifting him up but King resists then lifts Killer up and hits a Suplex of his own. King sits up as Ninja kicks him in the chest. King takes it as Ninja kicks him in the chest again. King stands up with a fired up look in his eyes. Ninja goes for a kick to the chest but King blocks and then hits a Throat Thrust to Ninja. King grabs Ninja by the throat with both hands then lifts him up in the air then slams him down to the mat. Killer is on his feet as King kicks him in the stomach then grabs his wrist then twists his arm. King brings Killer close to a corner then climbs up onto the middle turnbuckle then up to the top rope. King starts walking on the top rope as the crowd is amazed by the athleticisim my the big man as King comes off the top and hits the Old School. Ninja works up to his feet then is about to advance on King but Kerrigan cuts him off with a big Samoan Drop. Kerrigan gets up and then looks at King then makes a belt gesture around his waist. King glares at Kerrigan then charges at Killer and Clotheslines him out of the ring. King then makes the belt gesture around his waist as Kerrigan brings Ninja to his feet and then whips him to the ropes. Ninja comes off as Kerrigan meets him with a Spinebuster. Kerrigan covers 1,2 shoulder up. King is on the top rope and jumps off onto Killer and Coleson taking them both out getting an "FHT" chant from the crowd. Kerrigan brings Ninja to his feet then delivers some right hands to the face. Kerrigan grabs Ninja by the wrist then whips him to the ropes. Ninja jumps up onto the middle rope then springs back and hits a Flying Forearm knocking Kerrigan to the mat. Ninja kips up then sizes Kerrigan up. Kerrigan gets to his knees as Ninja attempts a Buzzsaw Kick but Kerrigan ducks under and shoves Ninja forward into the grip of King who is on the ring apron and grabs Ninja by the throat. King lifts Ninja and hits a Chokeslam. Kerrigan then crawls over and covers Ninja 1,2, SHOULDER UP.

Kerrigan grabs Ninja then brings him up to his feet then gets him in a Reverse DDT position. Kerrigan lifts Ninja up and drapes his legs over King's shoulders. Kerrigan then hits an Elevated CKD on Ninja. Kerrigan covers 1,2, KILLER BREAKS UP THE PIN. King grabs Killer then throws him into the corner and starts to pound on him. King keeps Killer trapped in the corner as Kerrigan grabs Ninja and sets up for another CKO. Ninja is able to shove Kerrigan off. Ninja meets Kerrigan with a Solebutt kick doubling him over. Ninja gets Kerrigan in a Suplex position and attempts a Red Dead Revolver but Kerrigan blocks and attempts the CKO but Ninja blocks then knees Kerrigan in the back then attempts to apply the Canadian Clutch. Killer has blocked a punch from King then goes under his arm and attempts to apply the Killmission. Ninja tries to apply the Canadian Clutch on Kerrigan but Kerrigan charges back and rams Ninja into a corner as King does the same to Killer. Kerrigan grabs Ninja by the wrist as King grabs Killer by the wrist. Kerrigan and King attempt to whip Ninja and Killer into each other. Ninja and Killer are able to lock arms then spin each other around. Killer swings Ninja as he jumps up and hits King with a Flying Kick to the chest knocking him back. Ninja swings Killer and sends him twoards Kerrigan. Killer hits a Running STO on Kerrigan. Ninja charges into the corner and hits a Liger Kick. Ninja then applys a 3/4 Facelock then charges to the corner then jumps up and attempts a Sliced Bread 2 but King blocks and holds Ninja on his shoulder then throws him up in a Snake Eyes. Killer gets to his feet as King charges and hits a Running Boot. Killer stumbles back up against the ropes then bounces off and hits a Running Boot to King's face. King stumbles back then hits another Boot to Killer's face. Killer then stumbles back up against the ropes and hits a Running Boot to King's face. King responds with another Boot. Before Killer can respond King hits him with another boot and then grabs Killer and attempts a DDT but Killer resists then wraps his arms around King's waist then lifts him up and hits an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex getting a huge reaction from the crowd.

Crowd:HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT.

Killer slowly gets to his feet having used alot of strength to pull off the Suplex. Kerrigan suprises Killer and kicks him in the stomach then picks him up and hits a Uranage. Kerrigan covers 1,2, Shoulder Up. Ninja is grabbing the top rope to recover. Kerrigan sees him then clubs on his back. Kerrigan gets Ninja in a Piledriver positon. Kerrigan signals for the end but Jamie Coleson has gotten on the ring apron. The ref goes over and tries to get Coleson off the apron. Coleson argues with the ref as Kerrigan comes over and delivers a right hand to Coleson knocking him off the apron to the floor. Kerrigan turns his attention back to Ninja. Ninja takes him down with a Leg Pick then applys the Redy Or Knot. The ref checks on Kerrigan who is refusing to give up. Ninja tries to get Kerrigan to give up but Kerrigan crawls to the ropes and grabs the bottom rope as the ref calls for a break. Ninja lets go then brings Kerrigan to his feet then grabs him by the back of the neck then throws some Uppercuts to the face. Ninja then lifts Kerrigan onto his shoulders setting up for the Canadian Crash but Kerrigan Elbows out of it. Kerrigan slides off then kicks Ninja in the stomach then slams Ninja down with a Flatliner. King is getting up to his feet as Kerrigan signals to him that its time to finish. King and Kerrigan double team on Ninja then take him to a corner. King lifts Ninja onto his shoulders as he climbs up to the top turnbuckle. King sets up for the top rope F5 but Ninja counters with a Mid Air DDT.

Crowd:HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT.

Kerrigan grabs Ninja and attempts another CKO but Ninja grabs onto the top rope as Kerrigan hits the mat. Kerrigan rolls to his knees but Ninja this time meets him with the Buzzsaw Kick. Ninja lifts Kerrigan to his feet then lifts him up in a Suplex position. Killer is on his feet and chops Kerrigan in the chest as Ninja hits a Brainbuster. Ninja then lifts Kerrigan off the mat then lifts him onto his shoulders and crosses his legs. Killer charges and hits a Yakuza Kick to the side of Kerrigan's head as Ninja drops him down with a Canadian Crash. Ninja covers 1,2,3!!!!!!

Jane:Here are your winners and STILL FHT/ELITE Undisputed Tag Team Champions CKD.

Coleson enters the ring with the tag title belts in his hands. Killer and Ninja raise their belts in the air as Coleson celebrates with them. King is on the outside of the ring holding the back of his head. CKD salutes the crowd as Ninja taps his chest then raises his fist in the air as the crowd cheers CKD on. CKD slaps hands with the fans as they head to the back. King rolls into the ring as the ref helps Kerrigan to his feet. King and Kerrigan stare each other down then get into each others face. The crowd applauds the two as they say something to each other. King leaves the ring as Kerrigan salutes the crowd who applauds his efforts.

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

CHAMP VS LEGEND
10 YEARS IN THE MAKING

Chase Stapleton
-vs-
The F'N Legend Lbm

_____________________________________________________________________________

[The lights fade and gold lights begin to flash around the area. Stitches by alllele blasts over the PA system. The fans give a mix reaction as Chase Stapleton steps out onto the stage. He poses at the top of the stage as fireworks go off behind him before he proceeds to walk down the ramp and enters the ring. Where he walks over to the corner and poses on the second turn buckle before getting a mic as the lights come back on.]

Gary King: It seems some of the fans have saw what Chase Stapleton has done and said to LBM.

Chase Stapleton: The F'N Legend Deon Hart. The creator and founder of FHT. How about we show some respect for the guy.

Crowd: LBM LBM LBM

[Chase puts his hand to his ear to hear the cheers.]

A-Damn Hater: Finally he is talking with some since.

Chase Stapleton: WHAT? You people boo me during my intro but you cheer for him. What did he ever do for you? Yes he may have created FHT but I made it watch able I gave it a personality. If it wasn't for me FHT would've been a long forgotten afterthought. So f-ck all of you.

Gary King: How can he take all the credit?

[Chase flips off the fans as they boo him.]

Crowd: LBM LBM LBM

Chase Stapleton: Dijon you know what I'm saying is true. You know that I was the first to give FHT life. I fought and clawed gave my blood and destroyed my body for this business. However when all of that should've counted it didn't. You handed my Heavyweight Championship to Peter because he would kiss your @ss and I wouldn't.

A-Damn Hater: Trippy P is one of the greats of this business.

[Chase lowers the mic as he listens to the fans boo him.]

Chase Stapleton: Tell me its not true Dijon. Look around and tell me that you made the right choice. You can't and its bullsh-t if you do. I was the future of this business. I could have been the greatest star ever in this business. The sky was the limit for me and you f-cked me over you ungrateful son of a b-tch.

Crowd: LBM LBM LBM

[Chase looks on in disappointment as the fans chant for LBM.]

Gary King: He became a successful star despite everything. Why is he complaining about it.

Chase Stapleton: People don't you get it? He doesn't give a f-ck about you or this company. Dijon only cares about himself and the fame. That's why he penciled himself into the main event why they was more deserving talent.

A-Damn Hater: Dijon gave everyone that deserve it their chance. Some people just didn't blow it.

Chase Stapleton: FHT/Elite stands here in failure. When I could have took it to new hights. The blood of FHT/Elite is on Dijon's hands. He destroyed this company because he put himself before what was best for it. Yet you idiots cheer his f-cking name.

Gary King: I wouldn't say FHT is a failure. Some things just end.

Crowd: LBM LBM LBM

[Chase screams shut up at the fans as they continue to chant for LBM.]

Chase Stapleton: Dijon this isn't the way it was suppose to be. I was meant for so much more. FHT was meant for so much more. It was my destiny to be handed the Heavyweight Championship that I deserved. It was FHT destiny to be lead to greatness by me and live forever.

A-Damn Hater: Someone thinks highly of himself.

[Chase points at himself as he screams it was suppose to be my time.]

Crowd: FHT 4 LIFE FHT 4 LIFE FHT 4 LIFE

Chase Stapleton: However you choose Peter because he was willing to get on his knees. The power was however more then he could handle and it went to his head. The power struggle between you two put FHT on life support. He chased you out of your own company. It was no longer about fun it was about the war for power.

Gary King: It was always about fun some just didn't know how to have any.

Chase Stapleton: That is why we now stand here Dijon dwelling on what was and thinking about what will never be. You destroyed me that day and sent my career on a downward spiral. I could never recover no matter what I did because no one wanted to forget. I couldn't forget no matter how many championships I won they couldn't take the place of that one. I fought and I clawed but it was never enough.

A-damn Hater: Stop blaming everyone else because you couldn't over come apart of your career.

Chase Stapleton: Dijon tonight when I beat you with in a inch of your life and your gasping for air to stay alive. When your life is flashing before your eyes. I will have no pity for you because you had no pity for me.

[Chase drops the mic and starts to leave the ring as the fans boo]

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

nothing else matters hits...[/size][/b]

we cut outside the fht arena, were fireworks explode all over the new york sky line as the letters "L B M" is shone from a huge beam from the top roof of the building (ala batman).

a helicopter comes into shot as it flies toward the parking lot. it begins to make it's descent as security and event staff circle a huge landing pad marked for the chopper. the crowd who couldn't get into the arena let out a cheer.

the helicopter lands as a security guard runs over and opens the door - rubbish is being swept everywhere as the propellers are coming to a stop. all eyes are on the door as out steps... the f'n legend lbm!!![/color]

Gary King: Only The F'N Legend Lbm would get a way with an entrance such as this!!!

A-Damn Hater: There will be those tonite expecting Austin, Venom, Capone, Krull - well forget those guys - the whole friggin budget went on this!!!

the f'n legend lbm is dressed in one of his trademark lbm t-shirts (available now from fhtelite.com) as he steps out into the parking lot and heads towards the famous fht arena.

inside the arena the fans are chanting "lbm lbm lbm" as chase stapleton stands in the ring watching all this on the big "fht/elite tron" screen. lbm is soaking up the atmosphere and meeting fans as suddenly...

...lbm is attacked by chase stapleton!!! out of the crowd chase jumps lbm from behind and sends him to the concrete floor. fireworks are still reigning down from the skies as chase picks up lbm and rams him face first into the side of his chopper.[/color]

Gary King: How is Chase Stapleton out there??? He's standing in the ring?! Isn't he?!

A-Damn Hater: The houdini of hardcore... Chase Stapleton has pulled another looky likey out of the bag! That's an imposter standing there inside the ring!!!

the propeller blades are still rotating slowly as the engine is coming to a stop as chase stapleton grabs lbm by the head and tries to throw him into it. lbm manages to turn his head as his arms with the propeller!!!

the fht franchise's arm is sliced by the slowly rotating propeller as blood sprinkles all over the side of the chopper and chase stapleton's face is covered in it. lbm goes down holding his bloody arm!!!

the former peep's champ smiles as he wipes lbm's blood of his face. lbm is in agony as he has a huge 10 inch gash down his arm which is bleeding profusely. security hold chase stapleton back as a medic checks on lbm.[/color]

Gary King: Oh my gawd!!! That was sickening!!! Lbm could have lost an arm or a head... hell his life!!! Chase Stapleton has gone too far!!!

A-Damn Hater: If that propeller was going slightly faster - Lbm could be dead right here!!! Referee Leon Spinx is out there now - it looks like this match is officially underway!

leon spinx is out there now as security continue to hold back a near pyschotic chase stapleton who is screaming. chase breaks through as lbm is somehow on his feet holding his ripped open arm!

chase breaks through and launches at lbm spearing him down hard on the concrete. chase gets back up kicking lbm who tries to roll out of the way and uses a big black member of security to try and paw himself back to his feet.

chase grabs a nightstick from one of the fht security team and starts wacking lbm on his slashed arm. the blood is splattering everywhere as lbm is trying his best to protect himself as they battle through the dark night time car park.[/color]

Gary King: Chase Stapleton is taking out ten years of flustration on the former head honcho of FHT who Chase Stapleton has always believed held him back!!!

A-Damn Hater: Hardy Boy V1/The Awaken One/The Peep's Champ... All those monikers he's been refered to over the years - I have never seen Chase Stapleton as agressive as this!!!

the f'n legend lbm is trying his best to get away from chase stapleton as they fight across the crowded car park. chase throws the nightstick down as he grabs lbm and whips him into a car bonnett!

lbm flies across the car bonnett crashing his two knees on the side of it and flipping landing on the concrete below. chase picks him up and slams him down on the car bonnett!

he climbs up onto the roof of the car and drops a leg drop across lbm on top of the car bonnett. the windscreen cracks on impact as chase stands on top of the car over lbm. he picks him up and smiles... DDT through the windscreen!!![/color]

Gary King: OH MY GAWD!!! Chase Stapleton just DDTed Lbm's head right through that car's windscreen!!! There is glass everywhere!!!

A-Damn Hater: These fans who queued for up to six hours to get inside this building are now spilling out of the building to watch this match unfold.

chase stapleton brushes broken glass off himself as lbm is head first in the honda civic that some poor bastard owns parked out side of the fht arena. leon spinx checks on lbm who somehow is trying to pull himself out of the car!

chase stapleton gets down off the car as he sees a limousine parked a few spaces away from were the wrecked honda civic. chase smiles as opens the limo door and pulls the driver out. chase jumps into the driver's seat and rerverses the huge white limo up the parking lot.

security is holding back the swarms of fans who are now gathered outside the arena as the limousine backs up!!! lbm is now bleeding from the face as well as the 10 inch gash on his arm. the lights of the limousine shine in his face...

CHASE DRIVES THE LIMO STRAIGHT TOWARDS LBM; LBM MOVES AT LAST MINUTE AS CHASE CRASHES INTO THE OTHER CAR!!![/color]

Gary King: Chase Stapleton just tried to kill Lbm!!! He drove that limo straight for Lbm!!!

A-Damn Hater: Lbm has more lives than a cat!!! How many times have automobiles drove towards him on FHT/ELITE?!?

the f'n legend lbm lies on the concrete beside the wreckage of the crashed limo and honda. lbm pulls himself back to his feet. he opens the door of the limousine were chase is lying - his head bloodied by going face first into the windscreen.

lbm drags chase stapleton out of the car, chase falls to the concrete. lbm kicks chase in the head and chest several times and drags him towards the front of the building now pushing past the aseembled fans.

lbm throws chase head first through the huge metal fire escape doors of the arena which takes you straight into the fht arena and into the new arena bar (renamed Wally's). the fans in the bar watching on the plasma screens cheer their arival!!!

Gary King: The F'N Legend Lbm and Chase Stapleton are showing these fans what FHT was all about ten years ago!!! You will not find action like this anywhere else!!!

A-Damn Hater: And look where they have ended up... Wally's Bar!!! Mine's a double jack daniels franchise!!!

the f'n legend lbm lifts a wooden chair and breaks it over the head of chase. he then picks him back up and rock bottoms him on a bar table breaking the table.

lbm goes to the bar and asks for a bottle of whiskey!!! he drinks it down and toasts "wally" as do the rest of the drinkers!!! he then smashes the bottle of whiskey over chase's head!!!

lbm grabs a pool queue as he stands over chase stapleton... lbm sondomises chase to the delight of the fans as chase screams in agony!!! lbm grabs a huge glass picture frame of wally wilson from behind the bar and smashes it over chase's head!!![/color]

Gary King: Wally Wilson is watching this and you can bet he's cursing that bastard Lbm for ruining such a nice picture of himself!!!

A-Damn Hater: Amen!!! Wally's new bar is being destroyed!!!

chase and lbm are both a bloody mess as lbm grabs a beer from another fan and drinks it down! chase is covered in glass but has kept a hold of a piece from the picture.

lbm turns around... chase uses the shard of glass and pokes it into lbm's eye!!! more blood explodes from lbm's face as he holds his face! chase stapleton wipes the blood from his face as he holds the piece of glass in his hand and kneels down over lbm.

he rips lbm's t-shirt off as he carves his initials into lbm's check... TPC!!! he's branded lbm with his initials forever!!! he drags lbm off the floor and takes him towards the ring area. lbm and chase look like they been in a slasher move as a trail of blood follows them.[/color]

Gary King: Chase Stapleton and Lbm have set new records for blood loss here in the FHT Arena!!! This is what this company was all about!!!

A-Damn Hater: Two of the bigger personalities in FHT/ELITE history - showing here that they can back up their huge egos in the ring!!!

inside the arena now, the fans are all anxiously waiting as lbm and chase stapleton come through gorilla position now to a huge ovation from inside the ring area.

lbm and chase stapleton, both bloody messes emerge from the back and continue to take the fight to each other on the huge metal ramp!!!

continues...[/color]

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

Gary King: How are these two man still fighting after this much blood lost?

Chase drags LBM down the ramp by the hair but mid way down LbM nails Chase with hard right hand. Chase stumbles back into the fan barrier and LBM nails him with a huge closeline. They both fly into the crowd and Lbm getd up first. LBM picks up a chair and swings it at Chase but at the last second he moves. Chase craws threw the crowd as LBM swings the chair at him each time barely missing. However Chase has no where left to go as he is on the ground looking up at a 15 foot wall. LBM comes at him with the chair but Chase pulls LBM tights sending him head first into the wall. Chase gets up and grabs the chair before putting it around LBM's Head. Chase grabs a rolling chart and puts it against the wall before climbing up to the second part of the crowd. Chase smiles as he stares down at LBM with hate in his eyes.

A-Damn Hater: What is he doing he could break LBM's neck?

LBM lays lifeless on the floor ina puddle of blood. Chase whips away the blood from his face before he jumps off the wall and comes crashing down with a huge stomp. Wait and second at the last second LBM moves and Chase goes down hard he grabs his ankle in pain. LBM is up and grabs Chase ankles putting him in a ankle lock. LBM's blood from his arm streams down Chase's leg and Chase streams in pain as blood drips from is face to the floor.

Gary King: Chase Stapleton is going tap out and LBM is going to win this.

Chase refuses to tap as the ref asks his several times. Chase finally rolls threw sending LBM stumble forward as he tries to get his balance. LBM turns around into a smashing chair shot from Chase. Chase picks LBM as he limbs before throwing him into a roll of fans seats they fall down like dominos. Chase falls down to one knee as he whips blood from his face and catches his breath. Chase gets up and limbs over to LBM before he lifts him up. However LBM comes up with a beer bottle that was laying on the ground and smashes it over Chase's head.

A-Damn Hater: That beer bottle just exploded over Chase's head.

The two man are draining blood by the quart as LBM whips the blood from his arm onto his paints. LBM picks up a chair before nailing Chase's neck with the edge of the chair. Chase spits out blood and it blinds LBM as he stumbles back whipping the blood from his face. Chase tries to get up as he chokes on his own blood. LBM gets the blood out of his face before he comes out Chase but Chase grabs a hold of the gash on LBM's arm. Chase digs into LBM's arm as he screams out in pain.

Gary King: Are these two man going live threw this match?

Chase gets up as he twists LBM's arm as blood oozes from the gash. Chase pulls LBM threw the crowd they are outside the fan barrier just outside the ring. LBM nails Chase with a hard right as he stumbles back he grabs a chair. LBM runs at Chase who swings the chair wraping it around LBM's head.

A-damn Hater: Chase just killed LBM with that chair shoot.

Chase climbs over the barrier falling to the floor outside the ring weak from the lost of blood. Chase stumbles to get up as he reaches the ring and climbs onto the apron. Chase proceeds to climb up the turnbuckle whipping blood from his face on the way up. Chase stands up on the turnbuckle as the fans chant FHT FHT FHT. Chase leaps from the turnbuckle jumping all the way into the crowd WANNABE SPLASH.

Gary King: That's the move Chase beat LBM with in his first match.

With a rush of adrenaline as he gets to his feet picking up a chair and smashes it into Chase's head.

A-damn Hater: OH MY GOD

Crowd: HOLY SHIT

LBM makes the first pin in this match 1 2........................3

Gary King: CHASE KICKED OUT

Both man lay in a mixture of their own blood. LBM slowly gets up weaking from the lost of blood. He drags Chase up to his feet the two man start trading right hands. LBM ducks under Chase goes into the barrier as he turns around LBM close lines him over the barrier. Both men spill out onto the floor outside the ring.

A-Damn Hater: How are these two man still fighting.

LBM gets up and climbs into the ring and Chase follows him into the ring. They both standing at oppisite sides of the ring ready to fight. They start toward eachother as if the match just started DING DING DING. LBM and Chase look confused.

Gary King: Is that the bell?

A-damn Hater: What is going on.

Erik Knight: By ruling of Robert Gordon this match has been ruled a DRAW because it has exceeded its time limit.

The fans boo and LBM/Chase isn't to happy either as they stand in pools of their own blood.

LBM: That's bullshit get him out here.

Chase Stapleton: Ring the damn bell its not ending like this.

Eric Knights motions appling that Robert Gordon want show his face nor will he let me the match restart.

Gary King: Chase/LBM aint liking this ruling nor do the fans.

Chase/LBM stare at eachother as Chase puts out his hand.

Crowd: LBM TPC LBM TPC LBM TPC

LBM finally accepts the handshake before both man rasies eachothers hands. LBM/Chase whip away the blood from their face as the fans chant their names. Suddenly the stage feels up with FHT/ELITE wrestlers feel the ramp claping their hands.

Roster: LBM TPC LBM TPC LBM TPC

THE START!!!!!! Chase Stapleton lays LBM out as the fans explode with boos. The superstars at the top of the ramp can't believe it. The camera fades to black with a close up of Chase staring down at LBM.

Gary King: What a pathetic disgusting individual! Chase Stapleton you classless bastard! The founder of this great company and you have left him lying here - total lack of respect!

[Absolute Horror]

September 15, 2008…

Monday Night Legacy goes backstage where "Sweet and Sour" Larry Sweeney is standing by wearing his trademark sunglasses and a robe. He points his finger at you, yeah you through the camera and speaks:

“Sweet and Sour” Larry Sweeney here to explain something to you FHT meatballs, Larry Sweeney does two things, Larry Sweeney looks good and Larry Sweeney beats people up…

~

“More More More” hits as Larry Sweeney comes out to the ring. Sweeney struts down to the ring not bothering to even look at the fans. Sweeney enters the ring then takes off his robe showing off his bod.

"Makai Club" hits as Red Ninja emerges from the back. Ninja slaps a few hands then slides into the ring but Sweeney has grabbed a mic.

Hey, hey, before I'm forced to knock the taste right out of your mouth, I'm going to request a little prematch challenge, you’re a good wrestler and a tough fighter, but do you have the style and poise and the showmanship that the Sour one has? Hit the music.

“More More More” hits as Sweeny starts strutting his stuff to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Sweeney stops after a few moves then points to Ninja. The crowd cheers as Ninja obliges and starts doing funky dance moves of his own getting a huge pop from the crowd. Ninja dances a bit more as Sweeney demands the music be cut. The music stops playing as Sweeney points at Ninja and tells him not to try and outdo him.

~

“Sweet ‘n’ Sour” Larry Sweeney 1981~2011
FHT/ELITE will always remember…

[tpc]

We return from commerical and Chase Stapleton is in the medics room. He is being clean and stitched up. Chase Stapleton turns to the camera.

Chase Stapleton: The begining that's the easy part it just kinda falls into place. The middle soon follows its a different part but just as easy as the begining. The end of course it follows the middle but its not quite as easy. The end is where you try to tie up all the loose ends. The part where everything adds up and means something. The part that doesn't matter how great it is because someone is always going to bitch about it. Dijon they can call it the end but what really ends? Sure this could be FHT/ELITE's last show but it will never end. The human voice will always be heard and our stories will forever be told. So why did I hit you with THE START Dijon? Its because I'm not ready for it to end.

Chase Stapleton smiles into the camera as it fades to black.