FHT/ELITE Supershow #3 - July 27th, 2009

["Sick" Nick™]

Monday, July 27^TH, 2009

Live from Foro Sol, Mexico City, Mexico--------------------

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DOUBLE MAIN EVENT
ELITE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
The "Rubber" Match

NIN Horror [c]

-vs-

"Sick" Nick

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DOUBLE MAIN EVENT
FHT UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP
Triple Threat Match

Soul Reaper [c]

-vs-

Akuma Ninja

-vs-

Red Ninja

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ELITE GLOBAL HONORED CROWN
Singles Match

Max Venom [c]

-vs-

Blade


FHT HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
Cage Match

Crusher Casey [c]

-vs-

The F'N Legend Lbm


BATTLE 4 RESPECT
Singles Match

Keith Williams

-vs-

Dark Angel


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- C O M M E N T A T O R S -
Gary King & Rachel Beckett

Gary King: Hola a todos! Bienvenido a Monday Night Legado de Mexico!

Rachel Beckett: What the hell . . .

Gary King: That is spanish Rachel. And being that we are here in Mexico, I thought it would be appropriate.

Rachel Beckett: Yea, well this is an American show, so speak English.

Gary King: Actually Rachel, This show is shown worldwide!

Rachel Beckett: Whatever. Lets get this show on the road.

["Sick" Nick™]

The camera switches to the backstage area, where “Sick” Nick is pushing an old woman through the hallway in a wheelchair. Robert Stackowitz approaches the two for an interview.

Robert Stackowitz:
Nick. Nick, can I get a word with you?

“Sick” Nick stops and waits for his question.

Robert Stackowitz:
First of all, who is this?

“Sick” Nick:
Robbie, this is my Great Grandma, E. Norma Stitz. And today is her 97th birthday! Isn’t that right Gran-Gran.

E. Norma Stitz:
WHAT!?!

Robert Stackowitz:
Wow! That’s great. What does the ‘E’ stand for honey?

E. Norma Stitz:
WHAT!?!

“Sick” Nick:
Sorry. She’s a little hard of hearing.

Nick turns back to his Great Grandma and yells in her ear.

“Sick” Nick (Yelling):
HE SAID… WHAT DOES… THE ‘E’… STAND FOR… YOU KNOW… IN YOUR NAME ! ! !

E. Norma Stitz:
WHAT!?!

Robert Stackowitz:
She’s a regular old Stone Cold, huh?

“Sick” Nick:
It stands for Eleanor. She doesn’t like to use it. Kids use to make fun of her when she was younger.

Robert Stackowitz:
Well, what about tonight Nick. How are you feeling about your rematch with NIN tonight?

“Sick” Nick:
Great! Unbelievable great. And the best part is, My Great Grandma Stitz gets to see me become the two time Elite Heavyweight Champion on her 97th birthday!

Robert Stackowitz:
Well there you have it folks. Nick is very confident and his Great Grandma is an amazing 97 years old today! It was nice meeting you Norma.

E. Norma Stitz:
WHAT!?!

“Sick” Nick (Yelling):
HE SAID… IT WAS NICE… MEETING YOU ! ! !

E. Norma Stitz:
WHO!?!

“Sick” Nick (Yelling):
ROBERT! THIS MAN… RIGHT HERE ! ! ! HIS STAGE NAME… IT WAS ERIC… ERIC SHUN!

E. Norma Stitz:
WHO!?!

“Sick” Nick (Yelling):
ERIC SHUN!!!

E. Norma Stitz:
WHO HAS AN ERECTION!?!

“Sick” Nick (Yelling):
NO, HIS NAME ! ! !

E. Norma Stitz:
Your Great Grandpa had a big erection once. It was 1932. We were right in the middle of the Great Depression. Your Grandpa…

Nick moves the mic away from Great Grandma Stitz.

“Sick” Nick:
Look. All you need to know is that the last match was a fluke. I beat NIN once and tonight in this rubber match, again I will come out victorious!

Robert Stackowitz:
Well that’s it. Nick is predicting a victory over NIN tonight to regain the Elite Title. Back to you guys.

[Ninja/Killer]

Scene opens with Angelica Demonica standing by. Angelica has her hair tied back and wears a Black Dress, Black Necklace with a Silver Rose Hanging from it, and Black Boots.

AD:Although I still hate the man for what he did to me, I have to admit I still somewhat care for Akuma Ninja just a little bit, as much as I'd love to have him on his hands and knees, bloody and bruised begging, pleading for my forgiveness, I still find myself admiring some of his traits, his resiliance, his refusal to realize that he should stay down no matter how much he's been through, his fighting spirit. I'm conflicted, I want to despise him, I started off despising him, wanting him to suffer to the most of extremes of pain, but over the weeks, no matter what I, Reaper, and Red Ninja have put him through, he won't stay back, he wants to keep fighting, he wants us to torture him more, he wants to keep coming at us till there's nothing left for us to punish.

I think....I realize now, that the thing I love most about him, is the fact that he allows me to have so much enjoyment at his expense. He won't stay down, he's going to let me continue to have the benefit of watching him get taken apart week by week, Cameron, you finally are thinking about someone other ten yourself right now, your being generous enough to keep this situation between us going just so we can set you up with one master plan after another, and thank you for that, thank you for not being a weak man, thank you for allowing us to throw all of this at you and still come back, thank you for still having a little left for us to take away. But soon, I'm going to have to hate you again, because very soon all the fun and all the enjoyment is going to be gone, and with it is going to be a broken man with nothing left, and not even you Cameron can come back from that, as much as you'd like to make people believe that your still as strong as you'll ever be, no matter what your identity is, there's going to come a time when your going to lie on the ground, thnking about all that's been taken away from, all that you've been put through, all that's happened because of your stupidity, and your going to give up and lie there on the ground.

But for now, I'm enjoying myself, as I should, and my enjoyment is watching the man that hurt me the worst in my life, feel pain that he could never possibly dream of. Soon though, that fun is going to be over, but till then, I'll have a smile on my face, as I watch you get the worst of treatement, and the most hellacious of torture, and the entire time, this smile will be there.

Angelica smiles as the scene fades out.

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champions Arrive...[/color]

We cut to the back were Harold Gunther IV is standing by waiting for the FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champions The F'N Legend Lbm & Keith Williams to arrive. A taxi pulls up as both men get out and walk toward the arena door.

Both dressed smart in suits and rolling suitcase trollies behind them with their ring gear, both men look to be ready for tonite's big FHT/ELITE Supershow #3 coming live from Mexico![/color]

Harold Gunther IV: Lbm & Keith Williams... Guys can I get a quick word here. After last Monday night in which Dark Angel voiced his concern over your partnership - how do you react to Lbm your good friend's criticism!

The F'N Legend Lbm: You know what... me and Dark Angel - we go back five years! Without Dark Angel by my side I am under no illusion that ELITE would not be still alive today! The guy is quite possibly the smartest most creative mind in this business bar none! I appreciate Dark Angel have the honesty and the balls to say to my face what he was thinking! There is no question me and Keith Williams - I mean we have a storied past that has been well documented! But that was then - this is now! We are the FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champions and we are on the same page!

Harold Gunther IV: But Lbm where does that leave you tonite when Keith Williams your tag team partner takes on your best friend Dark Angel in a match being billed as the "Battle 4 Respect"?

The F'N Legend Lbm: I ain't taking sides... I can't wait to see two great athletes go out there and put on one hell of a match! At the end of it - I'll be standing in the back ready to shake both men's hands and hopefully... HOPEFULLY - whatever bit of animosity there is between Keith and Angel can be sorted out there and we can all go and hit some great Mexican strip club!!! ARRIBA!!!

Keith Williams: First off Harold Gunther... let me just say Lbm I am with the lovely gorgeous Melody and I won't be going to any strip clubs with you and Dark Angel! But even if I wasn't! I don't be in Dark Angel's company for one second! Tonite in the ring... I take care of him once and for all! I shut his disrespectful mouth and from there - its all business Lbm! Me and you... we're the FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champions and we're gonna concentrate on leading the reformation of tag team wrestling around here!

Harold Gunther IV: Tonite of course though aside from it being Keith Williams versus Dark Angel! You Lbm finally get your rematch for the FHT Hardcore Championship against Crusher Casey who himself has had his own shall we say disagreements with Dark Angel this past few weeks!

The F'N Legend Lbm: Hey I have been patiently waiting this oppurtunity to get my FHT Hardcore Championship back! I held that title for 7 months and I miss it! Dark Angel... he's my friend and I know he's been bitting at the teeth to get his chance against Crusher Casey! Well tonite I'm gonna beat Casey and Angel... well he wants the FHT Hardcore Championship - well my friend will have to come and find me!!!

Keith Williams: Now Harold if you'll excuse us - we're going to get some burittos and tacos and get ready for our respective matches!!! Vamos!!!

[UK:MASTER]

As SUPERSHOW comes back from its first respective commerical break the lights go out...


Gary King: Seems that there's been some sort of powercut here folks, hang on (presses his earpiece close)...


Gary King: Well are backstage team are telling us that everything seems to be ok here..


Blue rays of light begin to flash..."Hip Hop" By Dead Prez echo's throughout the arena


Gary King: Wait A Minute!!!


Rachel Beckett: Whats going on!!
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The Crowd Erupt into a Frenzy as the FHT Legend former V-Core Champion Master walks out onto the stage.......!!!!!



Gary King: My God He's Back!!!........I can't believe what I'm seeing he's back!!!



Gary King:Its been nearly 5 years now!!




Master makes his way down the ramp as the Foro Sol is going absolutely beserk.........



Rachel Beckett: Its been a long long time since I've heard anything like this!!



Master enjoying the audiciousity of the crowd and slides under the ropes heading for the nearest turnbuckle....Londons Own raises his arm to the Mexican audience as everybody is still in disbelief as to what they're seeing!!!



Master makes his way across to ring soaking up noise from the south american faithfull and climbs the adajcent turnbuckle saluting the audience...


Gary King: Its been five years since we last saw Master in the squared cirlce...


The music cuts off as the crowd are chanting the FHT veterans name like a pack of caged lions...


Crowd: MASTER!....MASTER!....MASTER!....MASTER!....MASTER!.... MASTER!


Master: (He begins pacing around the ring with the mic) I'll keep this short as its been a damn long time but there's one thing I gotta say...its been five long long years...but...



The crowd is still chanting his name...



Gary King: This is insane!! Glastonbury dosen't compare to this!!!



Master: Its damn good to be back in an FHT ring!!



The Arena erupts at the sounds of his words chanting FHT!...FHT!...FHT!...FHT!...FHT!!!!!!!!



Gary King: People need to start calming down around here!!! I mean there's gonna be a serious accident around here Health and Safety godamn it HEALTH AND SAFETY!!!



Master: And for those of you who don't know who I am the first ever V-Core Champion...I've gone up against the best of them all LBM, The Joker, Trippy P, Sick Nick, Shadow Walker...The Revernd Daddy Joe (Crowd Gets Louder At The Sound Of The List Of Legends)..I've headlined Pay Per Views...Hell I was kicking ass back in the old skool days before many of you could even walk...


"Pauses To Take A Deep Breath"


Master: But that was a long time ago and times change!!


Master: Hell I was an inch away from winning the Undisputed Championship on many occasions I could even smell the gold...but that was back then and this is now...I am the Baddest Mutha Fucker Eastside of the Atlantic and I am here to once again become top of the pile!!!(Crowd Cheer's Again Chanting Master's Name)



Master: Its been a Long Time but Im back in the squared circle MA$TER.Inc is back in business..



Master: Now the thing is...I ain't property of no one...I don't need no federation jackass telling me whats right and wrong...



Master: You see I ain't one for authority...And Im afraid to inform all you ICONs out there that Im here to claim back my territory...namely my yard (Guestures to the ring)...and as a lot of you all know...a lot of carnage goes down in "Britians Back Yard"...(Crowd Erupts Once Again)...


Master: People that step into my yard...get hurt...People that step into my yard best not be expecting to return...its as damn simple as that!!



Master: So basically Im here for one thing...



Master: To give everybody in the FHT and ELITE a no returns ticket to my backyard a ticket to all you unlucky souls worst night of your short lived lifes!!!


"Dead Prez" kicks back in as Master makes his way out of the ring and begins walking back up the ramp, he pauses to turn once more saluting the fans before making his way backstage...


Gary King: Well!! (Beckett Interupts)



Rachel Beckett: I know!! I used to watch that guy on T.V back in college!!



Gary King: Well one things for sure I thought I'd never see what I've just witnessed but UK:MASTER is back in sports entertainment and business is about to pick up!!....

[Mr. Ten Below]

*scene opens up with a new, young woman, dressed in appropriate Elite-Staff approved clothing, holding a wireless mic in her hair, fixing her hair some, and looking at the camera operator*

Shanna Frost: This look ok, guys? George? Anyone in the booth?- over the camera’s link-feed mic came an older male voice, probably from someone working back in the satellite truck, a confirming ‘You look great, don’t be nervous.’ The young girl sighed deeply, as if the words of encouragement weren’t helping*…yeah, well, this isn’t your ‘big break’, Donald. If I don’t do well, I’m back to bussing tables at McGregor’s Pub and it’s not enough to pay my –cat’s- rent let alone mine. *the voice came over the link-feed mic again ‘Alright, well, buck up, you’re on in 3-.’ And the counting stopped, and the young intern got her game-face on*

Shanna Frost: Good evening, everyone, my name is Shanna Frost, an intern her backstage for Elite/FHT, reporting live from where there is supposed to be another communiqué from the recently resurfaced…wait, I see…yeah, that’s him- *the last bit spoken in a hush somewhat to her crew* Mr. Cerrato!- *calling from where she was standing, and walked over, the crew following*…Mr. Cerrato, wait, just a moment of your time, please- *the view turned onto, indeed, the sporadic lawyer figurehead and friend of Cedric Griffin, aka Blue. Brent Cerrato was dressed in what looked very much ‘business casual’, considering every other shot he’s been in, it’s been straight suits*

BC: You’re…the new intern, aren’t you? *SF nodded*…well, fair enough. I was once an intern too- *he smiled some*…well, first, breathe, because if you pass out during this, then- *SF interrupted, speaking proudly*

Shanna Frost: Oh, I’m fine, I’m actually studying to be a yoga instructor in my spare time.- *with a mutual grin between the two, BC turned more to face the young girl*

BC: Yoga, huh?- *eyeing her form some, almost in admiration*…well, I’ll give you the interview you’re after as long as you take my ‘card’- *BC reached into his pocket and pulled out a ‘card’, but it wasn’t rag-print business card…looked more like a keycard. SF took it, and for now, pocketed it without hesitation. BC motioned, and the interview got underway*

Shanna Frost: Mr. Cerrato, you’re normally dressed for a business meeting, or sometimes even for court, whenever business including the former multi-title holder, Blue, is concerned…why so laxed now?

BC: The honest answer? I came here as a spectator. I bought a ticket- *he produced the stub from his pocket, and it was both marked and ripped, as any fans would be*…but security asked me to come with them. I guess recognizing who I was, the Management from both Elite and FHT saw fit to give me a backstage pass- *he shrugged again, almost as if not caring*…was nice of them, but it wasn’t needed.

Shanna Frost: Well considering the press release of Blue just weeks ago, I’m sure the CEO’s of Elite and FHT are wondering, as all the fans are, whether or not ‘The Irish Juggernaut’ will be making a comeback- *before BC could answer, the crowd began a very low ‘BLUE! BLUE! BLUE!’ chant. It stayed low, but constant, and BC just smiled some at the crowd’s reaction, and gave the few moments for the chant to die into a low, drumming rhetoric before he spoke*

BC: Mr. Griffin has informed me that the decision of Blue’s return is still one of question. Not so much whether or not he –wants- to come back to wrestle. That is like asking a hummingbird if it wants to fly, no it’s more whether or not Elite/FHT is –ready- for his comeback. That, and well, ethics, of course- *SF gave a very confused look*…As you may or may not recall, Mr. Griffin suffered an incredible setback at the hands of a certain Elite employee. Names will not be named, as per the lawful agreement signed by both parties, however having to live with the aftermath of a personal vendetta that grew far out of the control of the upper management of both companies, it weakened Mr. Griffin’s trust in their capabilities to contain just what sort of attitude and talent that he brought to their rings.

Shanna Frost: That’s understandable, and all, but things have changed now, Mr. Cerrato.

BC: Have they?- *SF went to answer, but BC continued* Let’s take stock. Those involved were not penalized. Upper management never investigated. Claims filed were swept underneath the carpet, to be forgotten, like so many dust bunnies. And, out of all of it, a title was dissolved.- *SF eyes lit up*

Shanna Frost: -That’s right-. I had nearly forgot about that. The Elite Worldwide Championship, the one that Blue brought immeasurable amounts of prestige to. He cleaned up that whole division within Elite single-handedly- *BC nodded his approval*…well, yeah, ok, I can see how he wouldn’t want to just dive back in head-first…a lot of bad blood still around, much of it left un-spilled- *BC, again, nodded and motioned approvingly*

BC: Exactly, and it’s that ‘bad blood’ that Mr. Griffin feels that, should it be spilled now, it would leave a sour taste in the joint-companies mouths. Could cause severe unrest, and even unbalance, amongst wrestlers, writers and even the Upper Management itself. So- *a third time, he shrugged*…for now, Mr. Griffin’s press release was of his own wishes, I simply followed through with my client’s demands. Time will tell whether or not Elite –or- FHT is ready to accept the aftermath of previous actions.

Shanna Frost: Well, thank you, Mr. Cerrato- *SF turned to the camera as BC nodded and walked away, seemingly going back to his pre-ordained route backstage*…Gary, Rachel, back to you- *the backstage feed ended, and the broadcast was brought back to the booth*



Gary King: -Well-…*seemingly exasperated at the news*…talk about dropping a bomb, -and- during the Supershow.

Rachel Beckett: Seriously. I mean, for an intern, to score that kind of manmeat like Brent Cerrato-

Gary King: No, you bint! I meant the news of Blue’s return being up in the air like that. Didn’t you hear the man? ‘Elite –or- FHT’…’or’…Blue has always been a loyal Elite front-runner when it came down to it, but that wasn’t a grammatical screw-up…

Rachel Beckett: I can only imagine how the others are going to take that kind of news. ‘Oh, by the way, the most destructive force in company history ‘might’ be coming back to claim vengeance’…put a quake in anyone’s boots.

*and the scene cuts to a commercial*

[Ace Andrews]

The scene opens up, once more, on a shot of Ace Andrews in his office. However, Levinator isn't in the office this time, and as such the room seems a little larger. Ace has his head down, reading a newspaper, but his head pops up as he hears a knocking on the door. He leans back into his wheelchair, his eyes locked on the door.

AA-”Come in.”

The door opens and in walks the FHT Undisputed Champion, Soul Reaper, title over his shoulder. He's not alone though as he has Red Ninja and Angelica with him! Ace raises an eyebrow at this many people entering his office, but he doesn't say anything instead looking at Reaper who glances around.

SR-”Where's the giant? I thought you were too afraid to be left alone in such a vulnerable state.”

AA-”Not afraid Reaper. Just cautious. And he's off looking into some leads.”

SR-”Leads into what?”

AA-”The identity of your masked friend there. Unless you'd like to save me the trouble and just tell me who he is right now?”

Reaper looks at Red Ninja who is glaring at Ace. Angelica steps forward, draping an arm over Ninja's shoulder.

An-”Let him look. He won't find anything.”

AA-”I wouldn't be so certain. All the safety precautions in the world won't matter Red. I've got money, and I've got power. Sooner or later, I'll find out who you are. I mean, I might not like Akuma Ninja, but he brought up a good point. You want to act like a wrestler, the least we deserve is to know who you are.”

At this point Reaper leans forward over Ace's desk, getting as close to Ace as possible.

SR-”Speaking of Akuma. What's with this match you booked tonight?”

AA-”Simple. Akuma's sick and tired of losing through interference, and I can guarantee the fans are too. So, I'm going to make sure that Akuma doesn't need to just wait for the predictable interference of your 'friend' here.”

SR-”So you're going to reward him? Yet again? He keeps losing and losing and losing, to the point that its barely worth my trouble to fight him. Yet you reward him time and time again. Hell, I have no reason to even enter this match, so why would I bother?”

AA-”Because if you don't, I'll strip you of your title and personally hand it to Ninja.”

SR-”Like I'd care about that. It would just be another example of why Ninja can't beat me. Take the title if you want, but I can guarantee Ninja won't want it. Not like that.”

Ace pauses to think about it, his eyes locked on Reapers. After a few moments pause, he speaks again.

AA-”OK, you might be right there. So what did you have in mind.”

Reaper smirks and leans back, crossing his arms across his chest.

SR-”Make this Akuma's last chance. He doesn't win, he never again gets a shot at MY title. I'm sick and tired of having the same challenger again and again and again. Hell, the last time I had a DECENT challenge was you way back in March.”

AA-”I'd be flattered, but we both know if I fought you again, I'd take your belt.”

SR-”Welcome to dreamland. Population: You.”

Angelica chuckles and Ace glares at her before looking back at Reaper.

AA-”Alright. I like your idea. But say I add your stips, and then Red here wins. Akuma can still face you then.”

SR-”I'll take my chances. Me and Red are on the same page. We BOTH want me to walk out of here the champion. Isn't that right red?”

Reaper looks at Red, who looks at the title for a few seconds but then slowly nods. Reaper smirks and looks back at Ace.

SR-”So you get the contract written up, you get Akuma to sign it and make it all nice and legal. So that when I pin Akuma tonight, it will all be over, and I can move onto bigger and better things. ”

Reaper then turns and walks out, walking past Red Ninja, whose eyes are locked on the belt for a few seconds before he too follows out and we fade back to Ace making a call, probably to sort out the paperwork, as we go to commercial.

[Blade]

--The camera opens backstage in the Heretics Anonymous basement, the decor as grim and grungy as normal. Blade is standing in front of the camera on his own, a bottle of ale in his hand. He takes a deep gulp from the bottle before dropping his arms to the side and looking straight into the camera. --[/i]

Blade:
You know what Ace, you may be a slimy, immoral, sneaky, irritating little worm but you do know one thing. How to make money! I mean, booking me in a match against Max Venom tonight; GENIUS. I mean, we are like the titans off legend about to face off in a duel that could shatter the earth at the pure force of sheer power, and dare I say awesomeness of our ability and cunning. 5 star match would not be an adequate rating for the greatness that all of your mortal eyes could witness. But the thing is Ace; once again you disappoint me with your pure idiocy. If you had just bothered to open your ears and listen you would have saved yourself some embarrassment. Ace Andrews, I’m here to kill this company. Allow me to ask you a question my old friend, do you honestly think that I will openly compete in a match that will undoubtedly earn this company money and continues to preserve this cess pit?

--Blade takes another gulp from the bottle, some ale dribbling down his chin. Blade wipes away the dribble of ale before continuing. --[/i]

Blade:
I think you know the answer. But the thing is, you have done me a slight favour. You see, I consider Max Venom to be my friend. I know I’ve not had a great track record when it comes to friends; you just have to ask Daniel about that. Not even his prophecies, the Ice family legacy, could see it coming and he paid for it dearly. Yet Max is different. It’s rare for someone to come along who is as...enigmatic as me. Our eyes view the world with a completely unique perspective. But yet, since I have returned Max has been seemingly hesitant to join me and the rest of the Heretics in purging the scum from this company. So, tonight gives me a chance to...test Max’s loyalty if you will. Max Venom, I will not fight you unprovoked. I’ll leave the decision down to either. You can either attack me and we can have the match of the decade, or you can join me in sticking knife in the back of this company. But whatever your decision, I’m sure this will be a night to remember. I have one final message for all of you, next week on Legacy I suggest you be prepared because I have an offer you shall not be able to refuse. Go ahead, Beg for Mercy!

--Blade downs the remaining contents of the bottle in his hand, before throwing it to the ground in front of him. Blade looks straight at the camera, his trademark smile on his face as FHT/ELITE Supershow #3 cuts to commercial.--[/i]

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

CLOSER [Kings of Leon] hits...[/color]

Pyrotechnics explode as one half of the FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champions, The F'N Legend Lbm makes his way down the aisle to a huge reaction from the crowd! Lbm smacks hands all the way down the aisle as he climbs into the steel cage and holds up his championship belt for all to see![/color]

Gary King: Over a month ago, Crusher Casey ended Lbm's now legendary 7 month FHT Hardcore Championship reign! Since then Lbm has patiently waited for his chance at a rematch to take back his championship belt!!!

Rachel Beckett: But Crusher Casey has been on a tremendous roll as of late! Crusher Casey has this year been invincible inside that ring! He holds victories over Lbm, Dark Angel and even FHT Undisputed Champion Soul Reaper!

HELLS BELLS [AC/DC] hits...[/color]

More pyrotechnics for the arrival of The Unstoppable Force Crusher Casey as he steps through fireworks off his own wearing the belt around his waist pointing towards his long time rival Lbm inside the cage waiting!!!

The fans boo the intense monster Crusher Casey as he looks towards the cage where Lbm is now climbing from the inside up onto the side of the cage! Casey walks down the aisle as he looks up as Lbm has now climbed up onto the middle side of the cage overlooking the aisle way!!![/color]

Gary King: This match hasn't even started yet and Lbm has climbed onto the top of this steel cage just above Casey!!!

Rachel Beckett: What the hell is Lbm doing!!! The referee will not allow this match to begin until Crusher Casey has gotten inside and the door is closed and indeed Lbm is on the mat!!!

Lbm is standing on the top of the cage above Crusher Casey who unwraps his belt still standing in the aisle way! Casey shouts up for Lbm to get the f' down as the referee Leon Spinx is telling Lbm the same thing!!! Lbm looks out to the crowd and shrugs his shoulders!!!

LBM LEAPS FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE ONTO CASEY ON THE ARENA FLOOR!!! Flashbulbs go off everywhere as Lbm shows disdain for his own body and jumps off the top of the cage onto Crusher Casey on the outside!!! Lbm takes Casey down on the concrete floor as the crowd chant "HOLY SHIT".

Lbm gets up off Casey and pulls the big man up to his feet and rams Casey head first into the outside of the cage!!! Lbm rams his head repeatedly off the side of the cage at ringside as the referee screams for Lbm to get inside the cage! Lbm wrenches Casey's head off the mesh!

Lbm stops and grabs a steel chair from ringside as Casey leans his head off the cage!!! SMASH WITH THE CHAIR!!! Lbm smashes the steel chair into the back of Crusher Casey's head smashing his head into the mesh!!! Casey drops to his knees as we can see blood flowing already!!! Casey's face is busted open!!![/color]

Rachel Beckett: Oh my gawd Crusher Casey is busted open already and this match isn't even officiailly under way!!!

Gary King: The crafty veteran Lbm has attacked Casey here before the bell and this is a good tactic!!!

Lbm picks up Casey and throws him into the ring steps! Casey connects knee first and goes flying!!! They are at the cage door now as the referee is screaming for Lbm to get it in the ring! Lbm picks up the ring steps Casey just knocked over and waits for Casey to get back to his feet! Lbm puts the steps on top of the baricade!

Lbm leaps up onto the top of the crowd baricade and pulls the steps up!!! He waits for Casey to get back to his feet! Casey is groggy as blood is pouring from his face! Lbm stands on the top of the baricade poised to jump with the ring steps! SPEAR!!! CASEY LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND SPEARS LBM OFF THE BARICADE INTO THE CROWD!!!

The steel steps fall on top of Lbm and Casey as the crowd go mad as Casey just leapt in the air spearing Lbm off the baricade into the crowd! Several fans are trapped beneath Lbm and Casey as the crowd is going crazy!!![/color]

Gary King: Oh my gawd!!! Oh my gawd!!! What a spear by Crusher Casey!!! That went air born!!!

Rachel Beckett: Crusher Casey is the real fucking deal!!! He is a legitimate pyschopathic monster!!!

Crusher Casey is busted wide open from the face as he gets back to his feet. He throws Lbm over the baricade back to ringside now as finally the fans that were trapped underneath can be seen too! Medics and officials are out there attending to the fans - one fan has been busted by the ring steps that went flying!!!

Casey steps over the baricade and picks up Lbm and lawn darts him head first into the cage door!!! Lbm drops hard to the concrete as Casey picks him up and does it again!!! But Lbm grabs on to the door!!! Lbm like Spiderman grabs a hold of the door trying to kick Casey from behind!!!

But Casey sandwiches Lbm between the door and the rest of the cage! Casey slams it closed several times as Lbm drops to the concrete! Leon Spinx is screaming for these men to get in the ring and officially start this one as Casey wretches Lbm's face from one side of the cage to the other like a cheese grater!!!

Lbm drops to the concrete now as Crusher Casey has had enough of Leon Spinx and pushes him to the mat!!! The crowd are booing as in the far left we see the bloodied fan being led away!!! Casey sees the commentary table now were Rachel Beckett and Gary King are sitting! Casey throws Lbm rib first into the table as Lbm lies in pain![/color]

Rachel Beckett: I'm getting out of here!!!

Gary King: Crusher Casey just sent Lbm rib first into our table! Look at the demonic look in this man's eyes!!! THIS MATCH ISNT EVEN UNDERWAY YET!!!

Casey picks up Lbm and slams him down onto the broadcast table as Casey looks up to the top of the cage!!! The fans cheer not out of love for Casey but at the sight of the big man beginning to climb the cage!!!

Crusher Casey climbs the steel cage at the side were Lbm is lying on the commentary table!!! Casey's face is busted wide open as his blood drops down the mesh of the cage!!! Casey climbs to the top at one corner. He uses the huge steel cable used to drop the cage from the rafters and gets up to his feet!!!

CRUSHER CASEY IS STANDING ON THE TOP OF THE CAGE!!! Casey stands at the top of the cage and looks down at Lbm!!! The fans cheer what could be a great sick moment in history!!! A huge "DO IT" chant breaks out as Lbm has not moved down below!!!

CASEY LEAPS FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE!!! LBM MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!!! CRUSHER CASEY CRASHES THROUGH THE BROADCAST TABLE!!! The whole place goes crazy as Lbm rolled away at the last minute and the huge monster Crusher Casey crashed and burned through the commentary table!!![/color]

Gary King: OH MY GAWD! OH MY GAWD!!! AS GOD AS MY WITNESS!!! CASEY IS DEAD!!!

Rachel Beckett: GET HELP... GET HELP...

Medics who had been at ringside immediately run over to Casey as replays show the arena the way the big man leaped from on top of the cage through the broadcast table were Lbm was lying and at the last second moved out of the way!!!

Casey is lying face down twitching as we can see a pool of blood from his face being driven into the cage earliar!!! Lbm props himself up against the cage as the medics try to turn the big man but are finding it difficult!!! They finally turn him as his face is just covered in blood!!!

He is bleeding heavily from the side of his chest were it looks like he's been impaled by a bit of wood!!! He has been!!! A bit of the wood from the broadcast table has impaled Crusher Casey through the side of the chest!!! They begin to try and load Crusher Casey onto a gurney now as he is loosing blood! Rachel Beckett can be seen at the side of the screen clearly distressed!!![/color]

Gary King: Ladies and gentlemen I think this match is over before it has begun!!! Crusher Casey who flew from the top of this cage through our table... he's been impaled on a piece of wood from our table!!! The blood - I have never seen so much blood!

Rachel Beckett: This is too much... this is too much...

Gary King: What an incredible violent few minutes of action which unfortunately looks to have ended this cage match before either man could even get in the ring!!!

The curney is pushed away down the aisle as Lbm stands there at ringside and raises his arms in victory, though the title belt will not change hands as this match hasn't officially even begun yet!!!

Lbm climbs up to the top of the cage and sits on the side of it waving goodbye as Crusher Casey is wheeled away!!! Lbm's music plays but Lbm has won nothing here!!![/color]

[Ninja/Killer]

Robert Stackowitz is standing by with Akuma Ninja. Ninja wears an Akuma Ninja T Shirt.

RS:Tonight Akuma Ninja, you wil be facing off against both Soul Reaper and Red Ninja for the FHT Undisputed Title, now you've had major problems with both men, do you you think you can survive this match and escape with the Undisputed Title.

AN:I'm in quite the situation, I'll admit that tonight I....

Akuma stops as he sees Red Ninja down the hallway. Red Ninja spots Akuma then starts running away as Akuma chases after him. Akuma chases Red into the parking lot.

AN:Where the fuck are you?

(Akuma spots Red and runs twoards him but then two other men in Red Ninja masks jump Akuma and start beating on him. Red Ninja jumps in as the three men beat on Akuma. The three take Akuma and bring him twoards a Car whic trunks open. The three toss Akuma into the trunk then slams the trunk shut. Red Ninja slaps the back of the car as it drives off taking Akuma away. Red Ninja and his two henchmen take off.

(Scene fades out.)

[Absolute Horror]

The Supershow comes back from commercials to the ring. The fans erupt in cheers as “Down With the Sickness” hits the p.a. “Sick” Nick walks out from the curtains and pauses on the stage. He gets a huge ovation, and then starts walking down to the ring. Nick slides in under the ropes and gets on his feet in the ring. Nick climbs up a corner and holds up his arms for the fans. He gets back in the ring and gets in his corner. Nick’s music fades out as he awaits his opponent.


All the lights go out, and the fans erupt in boos as the opening synthesizer line of “Death” hits the p.a. La Roux’s “Bulletproof” hits the p.a. instead of the rest of the White Lies’ song as lasers of every color shoot through the arena. Smoke fills the entrance ramp as white lights blink down the ramp like an airport runway. The fans erupt into even more boos as NIN Horror finally rises up from the smoke on the stage. He is wearing white Ray-Ban wayfarers, a white leather jacket with the sleeves rolled up, black leather gloves, black gear, the ELITE World Heavyweight Title Belt around his waist, and a new short haircut! NIN puts his hands on his hips and surveys the booing fans before walking down the eerily lit ramp. NIN climbs up the ringsteps and walks across the apron. He pauses halfway, gives the fans the finger, and then climbs into the ring~but Nick rushes over and attacks him! The ref calls for the bell!


***DING DING DING***


The fans erupt in cheers as Nick hits NIN with a flurry of punches and knee strikes. NIN’s lights and music quickly cut as Nick goes to punch NIN in the gut, but he hits the title belt instead. Nick shakes out his hand as NIN reels back and hits him with a chop. NIN takes the belt off and throws it at the ref as Nick fires another punch at NIN. The ref passes the belt to the timekeeper as NIN grabs Nick and slides his thumbs into Nick’s eyes! The fans boo as Nick steps back rubbing his eyes. NIN takes off his jacket, drops it over the ropes, and then slides his already fallen sunglasses out onto it. NIN grabs Nick and hits him with a stiff slap. NIN goes for an Irish whip, but Nick reverses it. NIN hits the ropes, and ducks a clothesline attempt from Nick. NIN goes behind Nick and grabs him in a waistlock. NIN goes for a German Suplex, but Nick blocks it. Nick breaks it up with an elbow to NIN’s head. Nick grabs NIN and rocks him with a punch to the head. Nick hits him with a boot to the gut, and then whips him to the ropes. Nick goes for a back body drop, but NIN grabs Nick’s head, and hits him with a Hashimoto DDT!


The fans boo as NIN gets back on his feet. NIN takes off his gloves and throws them out of the ring. He grabs Nick and pulls him back up. NIN hits Nick with a chop, and then a forearm. NIN whips Nick into a corner, and charges in for a forearm, but Nick cuts him off with a boot to the face. Nick grabs NIN and puts him in the corner. Nick goes for a punch, but NIN blocks it, and hits Nick with a headbutt. NIN puts Nick back in the corner and rocks him with a chop. NIN hits Nick with a blast of rapid fire chops as the fans boo. NIN pulls Nick out of the corner and whips him hard into the opposite one. Nick bounces off the turnbuckles and falls to the mat. NIN walks over and stomps on him. NIN turns Nick onto his back, and then hits him with a kneedrop. NIN gets back up and hits Nick with a few stomps before pulling him back up. NIN sets Nick up for a Suplex and lifts him up, but Nick falls back on his feet behind NIN. The fans cheer as Nick spins NIN around and rocks him with a punch. Nick hits another big punch, and then grabs NIN and slams him back on the mat. Nick jumps up and hits an elbowdrop, and then grabs NIN and unleashes on him with punches. The ref breaks it up, and both men get back on their feet.


NIN goes for a punch, but Nick blocks it and hits one of his own. Nick hits another punch, and then a kick to the gut. Nick goes for the Snap DDT, but NIN blocks it. NIN counters out of the facelock, and takes Nick down with a judo throw. NIN mounts Nick and lays into him with punches. The fans boo, and the ref eventually breaks it up. NIN gets on his feet and drags Nick to his. NIN punches Nick square in the jaw, and then takes him down with a boot to the face. NIN pulls Nick back up and hits him with a chop. NIN sets him up for a Piledriver, but Nick counters out and takes NIN down. Nick holds NIN up by the legs, and then starts swinging him around. The fans cheer as Nick picks up speed. The fans are going wild as Nick swings NIN around and around and around… Nick finally lets NIN go, and they both fly back onto the mat. The fans laugh as they both stumble back onto their feet. Both men stagger around trying to regain balance. They grab onto each other, and Nick goes for a punch, but it misses by a mile. The fans laugh as NIN goes for a Lariat, but spins around and falls on his face. Nick drops to one knee and waits for his head to stop spinning.


Both men make it back to their feet. NIN grabs Nick by the head and nails him with a forearm. Nick fires back with a punch, and NIN hits back with a chop. NIN goes to whip Nick into a corner, but Nick reverses it. NIN steps off of the bottom turnbuckle and turns around as Nick charges in. NIN sends Nick into the corner face first with a drop toe hold. NIN gets on his feet and pulls Nick back into a waistlock. NIN goes for a German Suplex, but Nick blocks it. Nick swings his elbow back at NIN, but he ducks it, and hits a Backdrop Driver! The fans erupt in boos as NIN gets back on his feet and quickly climbs up the turnbuckles. NIN gets on the top rope, and hits Nick with a Moonsault! NIN goes for the cover, 1…2.kickout. The fans rally behind Nick as NIN gets back on his feet. NIN drags Nick back up to his feet, and then picks him up in his arms. NIN walks over to the ropes, and then drops Nick to the floor below! The fans erupt in boos as Nick crashes on the hard floor outside the ring.


NIN climbs out through the ropes and slowly drags Nick to his feet. NIN whips Nick hard into the steel barricade, and follows in with an elbow strike. NIN hits a chop, a forearm, and a headbutt. The nearby fans give NIN the finger as Nick slides down the railing. NIN grabs the rail for balance as he shoves his boot in Nick’s face. NIN then grabs Nick’s head, pulls it forward, and then slams it back against the steel. The fans boo as NIN pulls Nick back up. NIN whips Nick into the railing across the aisle and follows in for a Yakuza Kick, but Nick moves out of the way. NIN turns around as Nick goes for a punch, but NIN blocks it, and nails a forearm. Nick falls back against the guardrail, and gets hit with a chop. NIN drags Nick over to the announcer’s area, and slams his face on the Spanish table. NIN knocks Nick down with a shot to the jaw. NIN walks over and grabs a steel chair. He folds it up and walks back over as Nick is back on his feet. NIN goes to nail Nick with the chair, but Nick grabs it, but NIN cuts him off with a poke to the eyes! They drop the chair on the table, and NIN pulls Nick out into the aisle. NIN lifts Nick up for a scoop slam, but Nick hops out to block it. Nick hits a kick to the gut, pulls up NIN, and hits him with the “Sick” Bomb on the floor!!!


The fans erupt in cheers as both men lie on the floor. Nick eventually gets back on his feet to a round of applause. Nick drags NIN by the ring and slowly pulls him up. Nick rolls him into the ring and slides in after him. Nick gets on his feet and drags NIN into position for a diving attack. Nick turns around and climbs up the nearby corner. Nick stands on the top rope and holds up his arms for the fans. Nick jumps off for the elbowdrop~but NIN moves out of the way! The fans erupt in boos as Nick crashes down on the mat. Both men catch their breath as moments go by. Nick makes it back to his feet first and pulls NIN up to his. He pulls NIN over to the corner and gets between it and him. Nick steps up the ropes and wraps his arm around NIN’s neck, setting up for the Diamond Dust. Nick stands on the top rope, but NIN turns around and gets out of the hold. He punches Nick in the face, and grabs him by the throat. NIN pulls Nick out of the corner and slams him on the mat with the Nodowa Otoshi!


The fans boo as NIN gets back on his feet. NIN drags Nick back on his feet and hits him with a forearm. NIN wrenches Nick’s arm, and takes him down with a calf kick. NIN pulls Nick back up to his feet and goes for a Lariat~but Nick ducks it~but NIN hits him in the back of the head with his other arm. The fans boo as NIN drags Nick back up. NIN goes for another Lariat~but Nick blocks it and goes for the Diamond Cutter~but NIN pushes him off and goes for a short-arm Lariat~but Nick ducks it~but NIN grabs his head and hits him with the Couture! The fans boo as NIN takes Nick down with a Cutter of his own. NIN rolls out of the ring and goes under the ring skirt. The fans get anxious as he pulls out a table! NIN slides it in the ring and slides in after it. NIN sets the table up near a corner, and then walks over to Nick. NIN pulls him up and drags him over to the table. NIN nails him with a forearm, and then knocks him back on the table with a chop. NIN walks over and climbs up the corner. NIN gets on the top rope and turns around, but Nick is already up. The fans cheer as Nick nails NIN with a series of punches. Nick climbs up the ropes and sets NIN up for a Superplex, but NIN blocks it. NIN hits Nick with a stiff slap, and then grabs his throat. He tries for an avalanche Nodowa Otoshi, but Nick hangs onto the ropes. Nick grabs NIN around the head, falls backwards, and hits the Avalanche Snap DDT through the table!!!


The fans erupt in cheers as Nick drives NIN trough the table from the ropes. Both men lie on the wreckage before Nick eventually turns NIN over for the cover, 1…2….kickout!!! The fans erupt as Nick rolls onto his back. He slowly gets back on his feet and drags NIN back up on his. Nick lifts NIN up in the gutwrench~but NIN slides back on his feet, turns Nick around, and kicks him in the groin! The fans erupt in boos as both men fall to the mat. NIN catches his breath as Nick rolls around in pain. They both slowly make it back on their feet and start trading shots. Nick hits a punch, NIN hits a chop, Nick hits a chop, NIN hits a forearm. Nick goes for the Snap DDT, but NIN blocks it. Nick kicks him in the gut and lifts him up in the gutwrench, but NIN slides off his shoulders, lifts Nick up, and hits the Creature of the Night! The fans erupt in boos, but then erupt in cheers as Nick rolls back on his knees. Nick gets on his feet and drags NIN up by the hair. Nick gutwrenches him up again, but NIN slides off again, grabs Nick, and takes him down with the Strong Lariat! He goes for the cover, 1…2…3/NO/3!?!?!?!?!?!?!?


***DING DING***


The fans erupt in boos and confusion. The ref, Erik Knights, and the timekeeper quickly start debating the ultra close kickout. NIN rolls out of the ring as Nick starts getting back up. Nick walks over and starts yelling at the ref. They all argue as NIN walks over. He grabs the title belt from the timekeeper’s desk and walks away as everyone gets angrier. NIN turns around as he’s walking to yell and give them the finger. The fans erupt in boos as NIN walks up the entrance ramp…

[Reaper]

Back from commercial break and we're greeted with a shot of Erik Knights standing in the ring, seemingly awaiting for this very moment.

EK-”Ladies and Gentlemen, it is time for the MAIN EVENT! This match is for the FHT UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSIP and will be fought under Triple Threat rules! The first person to score a pinfall or submission shall be victorious, and shall win the FHT Undisputed Title!”

'Inside the Fire' by Disturbed.then hits and the crowd starts jeering instantly, as from the back out walks Soul Reaper, FHT Undisputed Title strapped around his waist. He pauses at the top of the ramp, and glances around at the crowd.

EK-”Introducing first, standing in at 6'3 and hailing from the The Pit of Despair. He is the Current FHT Undisputed Champion, SOUL REAPER!!!”

Reaper turn after glaring out at the crowd, and waves an arm to the back, and out walks Red Ninja and Angelica. Ninja walks upto Reaper and bows, and Reaper smirks before strolling down the ramp, with Ninja a step behind him the whole way.

EK-”And introducing the challenger. He stands in at 6'3, and hails from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. He is RED NINJA!!!”

Both men step into the ring, and Reaper unstraps his title and raises it high, and behind him Ninja keeps his eyes glued to the title. Reaper then turns and walks over to a neutral corner, and Ninja stands near the ring ropes glaring out at the entrance way as the “Makai Club Theme” hits.

EK-”And introducing the challenger. He stands in at 6'3, and hails from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. He is AKUMA NINJA!!”

There's a few seconds pause as the fans roar believing that Akuma Ninja is coming out, but that dies down when Akuma doesn't appear after a few seconds. Knights turn to the ref who shrugs, but behind Knights Reaper walks up and yanks the mike from him.

SR-”That will be all Erik. You've done your job, now leave.”

Erik turns back to the entrance way as the music cuts out and then seems to gesture at it, indicating he will be finished when Akuma walks out. Reaper glares at him for a few seconds, then raises the mike again.

SR-”Your job is finished Erik. You can leave this ring of your own free will, or I can toss you out on your ass. Which sounds better?”

That's clearly a rhetorical question, as Knight bails from the ring. Reaper continues to glare at him for a few seconds but then turns back to face the referee, adjusting his belt as he does.

SR-”Well, as you can see Mr Referee, there is no Akuma Ninja. Akuma has been...sidetracked, and shall be unable to make it tonight. It's a tragedy, really it is.”

GK-”That lying son of a bitch! Red Ninja had Akuma ambushed and taken out of the arena.”

RB-”Thank god for that. I, for one, am getting sick of seeing Reaper face Akuma again and again and again.”

In the ring Reaper has paused and slowly removes his belt from his shoulder. He tosses it to the referee, who fumbles the catch, but Red Ninja steps in and catches it himself. He looks down at it for a few seconds, then up at Reaper who is glaring at him and hands the belt to the referee.

SR-”Now, ring the bell, start this match, and do your job..”

The referee glances out at the entrance way, then sighs and calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!!!

The referee walks over to the timekeeper and hands him the belt, but Reaper and Red Ninja show no sign of fighting, and Reaper smirks straight at him.

SR-”Now, Red, I hope you were paying attention. See, Erik did his job. He announced us as we walked out. The referee did this job. He called for this match to start. Now this is where you do your job. Lay Down.”

GK-”NO NINJA! DON'T DO IT! That's an FHT Undisputed Title Shot you're tossing away!”

RB-”He's up against Reaper. He doesn't have a chance anyway.”

Red looks straight at Reaper, and then over the the timekeepers table, where the FHT Undisputed Title is. He looks at it for a few seconds then back at Reaper who points to the mat once more. Red Ninja bows his head slightly, then slowly starts to lay down on the mat.

GK-”DAMMIT NINJA! NOT LIKE THIS!!”

Reaper chuckles, and turns to the ref calling him over. Reaper then bends down to pin Red...AND NINJA SCHOOLBOYS HIM! The Referee is right there with the count.

ONE...TWO....THREE!!!!

DING DING DING!!

GK-”YES! ITS OVER Soul Reaper has had a death grip on that belt for seven months, and now he gets screwed out of it, by the same man whose been helping him retain it for months.

Quick as lightning, Red Ninja releases the schoolboy and slips out of the ring, as Reaper sits up in shock. Red Ninja goes to dart around the ring and to the timekeepers table, but Reaper beats him there. Red Ninja stops and stares from the opposite side of the ring, as Reaper picks up his title and waves for Ninja to come and get it. Ninja seems to decide discretion is the better part of valour, and backs away from the ring, slowly starting to head towards and up the ramp. At the foot of the ramp, he is greeted by the referee who raises his arm, and Angelica who hugs him and kisses his cheek.

EK-”Your winner of this match and NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW FHT Undisputed Champion, RED NINJA!!”

The referee walks over to Reaper, attempting to get the belt from him, but Reaper shakes his head and stays next to the timekeepers table, arguing with the ref over possession of the belt. Red Ninja starts to back up the ramp, obviously looking to get away from Reaper, but he doesn't get far...when Makai Fight Club hits, blowing the roof off the damn arena.

GK-”Hang on, is that....”

RB-”There's no way it could be. Red had him taken away from the arena.”

GK-”Obviously not far enough away because THERE HE IS!!”

Indeed Akuma Ninja has just appeared at the top of the ramp, sprinting straight down and LAUNCHING himself onto Red! He takes him down raining right hand after right hand into Red's face! Angelica comes to try and help her man, but Akuma piefaces her away, climbs to his feet, and drags Red up. He tosses Red into the security barricade, and then across to the other side of the ring and into the barricade once more. The crowd is going simply nuts, finally seeing Akuma get his hands on Red. Akuma then grabs Red by the back of the head, charges, and tosses him into the ring. Red rolls to his hands and knees and starts trying to get out of the ring, but Akuma gets in quickly and grabs his ankle with a smile. Akuma yanks Red back to center ring, then yanks Red up, and lifts him onto his shoulders, crossing Red's legs at the same time!

GK-”YES! Akuma's been after Red for months now! And now he's going to finally nail the bastard with the Canadian Crash!”

Akuma spins around slowly, showing off to the crowd as he holds Red in position. He keeps turning...and turning...and turning...and he turns STRAIGHT INTO A TITLE BELT SHOT FROM REAPER!!!

GK-”NO REAPER! WHY!”

Akuma just crumples, stumbling back onto the mat, as Red lands hard himself. Reaper stands over both men, watching them slowly drag themselves to their feet, but as Akuma staggers to his feet, he is greeted by a Reaper's Requiem! Soul Reaper then gets back to his feet, and glances over at Red Ninja in a corner, recovering. Reaper bends down to pick up the FHT Title, then starts to walk over to Red Ninja. Red looks a little frightened, but simply doesn't have the energy to get out of the corner. Reaper pauses from a foot away...and hands Red Ninja the title, a sick looking smirk crossing his face as he does. Red Ninja's entire demeanor changes to one of happiness as he bows slightly to Reaper and then two men share a handshake!

GK-”Wait...what? What the hell is this?”

RB-”It was a setup Gary! They set Akuma up AGAIN!”

Indeed in the ring, Reaper has pulled Akuma to his feet and tosses him towards Red who charges forward and slams the belt straight into Akuma's head! Akuma goes down once more as Reaper laughs, and Red turns back to Akuma, dragging him to his feet, and hitting him with the Red Bread Winner! Red gets to his feet, and then looks down at a not moving Akuma, blood clearly seen through his mask. Red then slaps Reaper on the chest and makes a few hand gestures, and points at the FHT belt. Reaper smiles, and as Red lays the belt onto the mat, Reaper lifts Akuma up, and hangs him off his neck. Red does yet another mock bow directly in front of Reaper, who then nails Akuma with an R.I.P onto the title belt! Akuma is absolutely out cold right now, and Red picks up his title belt, raising it high, as Angelica comes into the ring and hugs him once more. Reaper stands there glaring down at Akuma, the entire crowd just in utter disbelief over the beating Akuma has received here, but as Reaper moves to pick Akuma up again, a single voice can be heard to cut him off.

AA-”That will be quite enough Reaper. Back away.”

And for the first time in months Ace Andrews's appearance actually gets cheered! Ace is on the tron, sitting comfortably in his office.

AA-”Now, while I am glad to see you lose your title Reaper, I'm not going to let your buddy over there think he can stay under the mask and wear one of MY Title belts. My champions are the cornerstone of my merchandising, and having an essentially unknown champion simply isn't good enough. So lets lose the mask. Now.”

There's a few loud cheers for that, but Red Ninja shakes his head, and Reaper smirks at Ace, who seems downcast.

AA-”Alright then. That's what we call the easy way. Now, we go for the hard way, see I told you Red, that I had sources. And my sources include the crowd, the roadies, and the security. And through my sources, I've managed to get a little video I think you'd like to see. Monkeys! Roll the footage!”

Ace's face cuts out, and we fade into a shot of a locker room backstage. The image is grainy, and not particularly great, as it keeps skipping every few seconds, though we can still see a few things. The first thing we see is Angelica walking through the scene in only a towel. This is followed by a slightly distorted face walking through the scene a second later wearing the Red Ninja suit, sans Mask. There's no trouble telling who it is though, due to the bleached blond hair. And in the ring, Red reaches up and pulls off his mask to reveal...

Ace Andrews

Ace is all smiles, holding his FHT Undisputed Title high, as Angelica stands between him and Reaper, and raises their arms high as the trio stands over the still no moving Akuma Ninja.

GK-”SONOFABITCH! ACE ANDREWS WAS RED NINJA! SOUL REAPER AND ACE ANDREWS JUST SCREWED OVER AKUMA NINJA AND THE FHT/ELITE! WHY DAMMIT WHY?”

RB-”I don't know Gary, but I love it! Ace is the owner and World Champ, and right now I can't wait to see what kind of an alliance Soul Reaper and Ace Andrews have going. Guess we'll need to tune into Legacy to find out.”

GK-”Definitely. From Gary King and Rachel Beckett, we are signing out. “

The final shot of the Supershow is Ace Andrews standing on the stage, Red Ninja Mask in one hand, FHT Undisputed Title in the other, as Reaper stands beside him all smiles until we fade...to...black