SUNDAY NIGHT RAGE:

OW: Hello and welcome to GLOBAL CHAMPIONSHIP WRESTLING SUNDAY NIGHT RAGE!

OZ: Five matches this week, and apparently the RUSH of our life!

RJ: Rush, shmush! I just know that I'm going to get a RUSH when WJK shows Veritas what wrestling is all about, and Alex Knight shuts the People's Trap!

OW: Well, that very well could happen. I don't know what the RUSH is ... it could even be an impromptu title shot or something. However, GCW superstars are being VERY careful backstage ... as some of them don't want the RUSH to involve THEM!

RJ: I do!

OW: You want the RUSH to happen to you?

RJ: No, I want it to happen to THEM!

OZ: The fans? That's not nice, Jones.

OW: You're ruining our ratings, Jones! We were doing good!

RJ: THEM ... as in the Tag-Team that are -

OZ: - were -

RJ: Tied for the Tag-Team Championship reigns with the same partner!

OW: Oh yeah ... that THEM!

RJ: Yes ... that THEM.

OW: They're both gone ... don't say stupid stuff like that again, Jones.

OZ: EXACTLY!

RJ: HE'S GONE TOO!

OW: *sigh*!

RJ: EX KICKED HIS ASS, TOO!

OZ: STOP IT!

*deep breaths from all three men*

RJ: That was exhilirating!

OW: ... that's one word for it.

OZ: Let's get started!

"She Hates Me" hits the speakers, and the crowd cheers as Vermillion walks down the ramp, pyros exploding in every direction. He slides in the ring, and goes through his normal routine.

OW: There's Vermillion!

RJ: This match sets the standard for the next generation's Television Contendership battles!

OZ: We'll see about that, Kerr's gotta lose first.

"Just Got Wicked" begins, and the crowd cheers as "The Real Deal" Zak Harris steps out from behind the curtain and walks down to the ring, sliding in and staring down Vermillion, trying to intimidate him.

RJ: There's "The Real Deal" himself!

OZ: It looks like these two are ready to fight!

OW: Here we go!

Rage Match #1:
Not-So-Open Challenge
Vermillion	versus	The Real Deal
The bell sounds as the two immediately go at it. Right and lefts are exchanged from both as TRD takes the advantage. As he begisn to overpower the smaller in Vermillion. He lifts him up and places him between his legs. Setting him up for a piledriver but Vermillion pulls out power as he delivers a backdrop. The crowd cheer as they did for Harris earlier. Vermillion pumps up as Harris returns to his feet. Vermillion throws him into the ropes and executes a beautiful dropkick. He goes for the cover. The ref counts. 1...kickout by TRD. Not enough to keep this bloodthirsty competitor down. Vermillion attempts to raise Harris once more but is rolled up into a small package! 1..2...kickout by Vermillion. Both men stand to their feet and TRD delivers a hellacious clothesline. He picks up the fallen prey and begins to pound him as he back him into the turnbuckle. Vermillion reveres it throwing TRD himself into the turnbuckle and delivering a terrific right hand. He raises TRD up to the top and taunts as he sets him up for a Hurracanrana. He wraps his legs around but it is reversed. POWERBOMB FROM THE TOP ROPE BY TRD!!!! TRD remains on the top as he looks to the crowd. They cheer as they know what is coming. He goes for it..THE UNREAL FROG SPLAH. He connects…1.…2.….3... It’s over TRD pulls off the win and show GCW that he mean business.

OW: The Real Deal takes this one!

OZ: He certainly does!

RJ: That wasn't too convincing ... but hopefully they can both improve!

OZ: Both can certainly make it to primetime with a little practice.

OW: Anyone can if *dub*Fat Albert*end dub* did.

RJ: HEY!

OZ: This was backstage earlier today!

OW: ... apparently ...

Fan #1: Hey buddy, the end of the line is way back there!

Fan #2: Yea, or are you too stupid to figure that out?

Raziel: Who do you think you people are? I'm not a fan, I'm the Unsanctioned champion. You'd think you people would show me a little respect.

Raziel shrugs them off, muttering some words under his breath about how stupid people are getting nowdays, but the fans don't think the conversation has ended.

Fan #2: And what would you know about respect?

The two fans leave the line and walk up to the Unsanctioned champion, finally tapping him on the shoulder as he keeps ignoring them. Raziel drops his duffel and the title, and turns around, ready to right, but no sooner has he opened his mouth that the larger of the fans shoves his hand in it. Raziels face turns red as he drops to his knees in obvious pain. The two fans pull of their ski masks, its OLD SCHOOL!

Foley: You're about to learn some respect, son, the hard way. How dare you treat the fans like this? They made this company. Fox?

Fox: Lets take out this piece of trash.

Foley releases the mandible claw, only to shove Raziels head inbetween his knees and lift him to crucifix bomp position. Fox takes Raziels other arm, as the GCW vets drop the champ in a nearby Dumpster with a massive powerbomb. Foley grabs the Unsanctioned title and holds it over the dumpster.

Foley: You see this, kid? I could take this from you right now, but no, I'm not like that. See, I believe a title has value, so I'm gonna make you fight for it, you and me next Sunday... Japanese Spidernet!

We fade out to the beginning of Rage as Foley throws the title inside and slams the lid on the dumpster.

Tyme: Alex Knight, tonight you defend the GCW Georgia Championship against the Rock. Any thoughts on this?

Before the champion can answer, Mick Foley gets up in his face.

Foley: Yeah, Knight... why don't you tell us your thoughts on why the Fox is the number one contender to that belt of yours, and you're giving the shot to a guy not even on the contenders list? Good luck tonight, and good luck in the Survivor match tourney, I would love to kick your ass in finals.

Knight: Mick, are you dumb or just old? You're not even in the tag tourney.

Foley: The hell I'm not, and I think you've met my partner.

Mick points to behind Knight, who turns around. CRACK! The Fox lays a steady blow into the Georgia champion with a singapore cane. Suddenly, GCW security and referees are everywhere, pulling apart Old School and Knight. Tyme tries to make some sense of the situation.

Tyme: The GCW Georgia Champion everyone.

RJ: Christ!

OZ: Foley is back, folks.

OW: May the era of darkness be forced upon you all.

RJ: That's mean.

OZ: Well, let's get started on the next match, eh?

"Whatever" hits the speakers and the fans boo as Walter Joseph Kovacs comes down the ramp, with the Tag Team Title belt over his shoulder. He has a microphone in hand, and the fans boo even more as he gets into the ring, and seems ready to talk.

RJ : I wonder what he has to say?

OW : Something boring and/or stupid probably.

OZ : Or he might say something vaguely homoerotic.

RJ : I WASN'T -

Walter Joseph Kovacs (WJK) : I am here to address my partner, who seems to have misinterpreted by challenge. I told him, that I would teach him a lesson, but I didn't mean like what I did to Alex Awesome, or to He Hate Me, or to Raziel. The fact is, it's obvious, I didn't teach them ANYTHING, because despite injury, they are just the same as they ALWAYS were!

The fans boo as Kovacs waits for them to get finished.

WJK : Raziel is still a creepy weirdo . . .

The fans are half boos, half cheers for Raziel's goth-ness.

WJK : He Hate Me is still a HATER . . .

The fans boo for He Hate Me.

WJK : And Alex Awesome is STILL is Strike's Shadow. He may be crippled, but Strike got him one better. HE DIED!

The fans boo extremely loudly, until they begin to cheer as Veritas starts making his way down the ramp, dropping the World Title at the top of the ramp and rushing to the ring.

OW : Those remarks were uncalled for.

RJ : It's not like Kovacs actually KILLED Strike, that was Biocide.

OZ : Well, either way, the fans AND his partner aren't happy with him.

WJK : Wait a second Veritas. What I was trying to say was, tonight, I'm going to teach you some REAL wrestling. None of this flying around crap, but honest to goodness wrestling. Now ref? Ring the damn bell.

Rage Match #2:
Friendly Rivalry
Veritas	versus	WJK
The bell rings, and Kovacs and Veritas begins circling each other. Kovacs offers a handshake, and Veritas accepts it, prompting Kovacs to quickly spin Veritas around and lock in a hammerlock, and from there, slides Veritas into a Crossface Chickenwing (not to be confused with a flaming rubber chicken). It can't be heard but Kovacs is jawing at Veritas, apparently explaining the error of Veritas' ways as he breaks the hold cleanly. Veritas turns and lears and Kovacs who signals for a test of strength. Veritas seems game for it, and so he reaches out and grabs one of Kovacs' hands. He and Kovacs both extend the other hand to lock up, but Kovacs pulls it back and gets Veritas locked into another hammerlock, this time dropping and taking the legs out on Veritas and quickly locking in an ankle lock. Once again Kovacs begins lecturing to Veritas as he once again releases the hold. The fans are booing Kovacs as Veritas gets to his face eyeing Kovacs. Veritas goes right up to Kovacs and starts getting in his face, saying something that can't be overheard. Kovacs just laughs him off and turns away but Veritas pulls him back face to face. Kovacs seems to be amused by this, and tries to turn away again. Veritas holds on to the arm and whips Kovacs into the ropes. Kovacs comes barelling back and Veritas leap frogs over Kovacs. Veritas tries for a dropkick, but Kovacs stops himself using the ropes and grabs Veritas legs before Veritas can get to his feet. He gets a step over toehold, and turns Veritas over to lock in the facelock for the STF. While he has him in the submission maneuver, he begins saying something to Veritas again, and ONCE AGAIN, releases the hold only moments after locking it in. The fans are booing loudly as Kovacs doesn't seem to be taking the match, or his partner, seriously. Veritas is up quickly, and he's in Kovacs face again. Kovacs seems to be laughing him off, so Veritas slaps him! It seems to have gotten Kovacs' attention, but Veritas is already hitting some punches and chops to get Kovacs to the ropes, and irish whips him off the ropes, and hits him with a cross body block, into a pinning combination. ONE! TWO! TH-Kickout! Kovacs is smiling as he gets to his feet, possibly impressed with his partner. Veritas doesn't let up on Kovacs though, tossing him into the corner, but Kovacs reverses, sending Veritas to the corner instead. Kovacs tries to follow in for a corner splash, but is met by a boot to the face. As Kovacs staggers, Veritas lifts himself to the second rope and comes off with a double axe handle, but Kovacs spots it and nails a knee to the gut of Veritas. Veritas doubles over, but Kovacs pulls him up and locks in an abdominal stretch. Kovacs is talking some more to Veritas, but this time he keeps the move locked in. Using his free hand, Kovacs gives a few shots to Veritas' ribs as he wrenches back on the abdominal stretch. Veritas is still not tapping, so Kovacs realeases the hold, and instead lifts up Veritas for a rib breaker, and goes for a cover. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! Veritas gets to his feet, rubbing his ribs gingerly as Kovacs gets up, motioning for his partner to come after him. Veritas seems to be getting very irritated with his partner, and says so as he continues to yell at his partner. Kovacs puts his hands behind his back and bends forward, INVITING Veritas to take a free shot at him! Veritas pulls Kovacs up to his feet, and starts jabbing a finger into his chest, while berrating him, while Kovacs has a grin on his face the whole time. After listening to him Kovacs once again gets down into position, offering his partner a free shot. Veritas just shakes his head and gets out of the ring, as the fans are starting to chant 'BULLSHIT!' at Kovacs' antics in the ring. Veritas grabs a mike on the outside. Veritas (VT) : Kovacs! You want to fight me, or is this all a big joke? I'd rather get my ass kicked than have you 'take it easy' on me. So give it your all, or I'll get the hell out of here! Kovacs motions for a microphone of his own. WJK : You want me to give it my all? Against you? You don't need that, you need to actually win a match! I WAS going to teach you something tonight, but I think all you need is a win to get your confidence back. So, how about it? Kovacs gets down on the mat, lying on his back, but he still has the mike. WJK : Come on Veritas. It's not like it would be the first time I GAVE you a win! The fans boo loudly, and Veritas runs into the ring and he seems quite angry. He leans over Kovacs still with the microphone in hand. VT : GET UP AND FI- Kovacs reaches up and grabs Veritas, and rolls him up, grabbing the tights. The ref counts the fall. ONE! TWO! THREE! The fans boo loudly as Kovacs gets up and dusts himself off. Kovacs backs out of the ring as Veritas sits in the ring VERY peeved. Kovacs gets his belt from one of the ring attendents outside the ring, and still has the mike in hand. WJK : And that, Veritas, was your final lesson. Kovacs drops the mike and continues to back up the ramp as "Whatever" plays and Veritas stares down his partner from the ring.

RJ: What disrespect!

OW: Veritas must not have liked his "lesson".

OZ: I don't blame him!

RJ: I think I learned something ... Walter's a great teacher.

OW: Did Walter teach you how to get yourself into a hammerlock?

RJ: No ...

OZ: Jones, that's all you care about.

RJ: That wasn't funny.

OW: What have we got next, Oz?

OZ: Our GCW Flashback of the week!

Booker picks Strike up and kicks him in the gut and nails the scissor kick!!! SPINAROONI!!!! But Strike is up and grabs Booker by the head and throws him over the top ropes to the floor! Now it is Strike Awesome and Bloodstorm. One of these men won't go to Survivor automatically! All 3 men stare at each other and STRIKE AND AWESOME ARE TEAMING UP AGAINST BLOODSTORM! Strike picks Bloodstorm up and whips him to the ropes, and Awesome and Strike hold each other's arm and clotheslines Bloodstorm down! Looks like it will be Awesome and Strike going to Survivor! Awesome picks Bloodstorm up and signals to the crowd that he is going to throw him out! WAIT SOMEONE COMES OUT FROM THE CROWD! HE ENTERS THE RING AND HITS A FOOTBALL TACKLE ON AWESOME! WAIT A MINUTE ITS TRIPLE H!!!! STRIKE LOOKS AT HHH IN SHOCK AS HHH KICKS STRIKE IN THE GUT AND NAILS THE PEDIGREE!!! AWESOME IS BACK UP AND HHH GRABS AWESOMES HEAD AND THROWS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPES TO THE FLOOR!!!! The bell is heard as Strike and Bloodstorm are named the winners. Bloodstorm is up and sees Triple H there. He stares at HHH in "shock" as Strike gets up. HHH and Bloodstorm both punch Strike down and shake hands!!!! BLOODSTORM PICKS STRIKE UP AS HHH PICKS AWESOME UP, AND BLOODSTORM SETS STRIKE UP FOR THE STORMS OF WRATH AS HHH SETS UP AWESOME FOR THE PEDIGREE AND BOTH NAIL THEIR FINISHERS!!!

OW: That was last year's battle royale!

RJ: Which was almost as competitive as our last one with Off Season and Bloodstorm coming out on top!

OZ: It was also the first of about seven returns from Triple H!

OW: Are we allowed to say that?

RJ: What?

OZ: *RESPECTIVELY BANNED*?

OW: Hmm ... I guess that our censorer fell asleep.

RJ: Good thing you didn't figure that out before he woke up.

OZ: Well, let's get ready for this next match!

"Way You Like It" hits the speakers and the crowd boos extremely loudly as Vortex and Rick Priestley walk down the ramp. They get into the ring and wait on their opponents.

OZ: Been a while since we've seen Vortex.

RJ: I think that's a fake Vortex!

OW: You would know, you seem to be the expert on male blow-up dolls.

RJ: Thank you ... HEY!

"Symbiotic" by Living Sacrifice begins and the crowd cheers as Fox and Foley walk down the ramp together, running down different sides of the ramp and giving high-fives to the crowd before sliding in the back of the ring and going right at their opponents!

OW: This team made an impact all ready tonight!

RJ: And it looks like they're out to make an impact tonight!

OZ: Let's get this match going!

Rage Match #3:
Leading by Example
Composite (Priestley & Vortex)	versus	Old Skool (The Fox and Foley)
Fox starts off the match, going head to head with Priestly, the man originally slated to be his partner in the Survivor match tag tournament. Even giving up as much size as he has, Fox fights like a man twice his size, pummeling Priestley with a series of kicks followed by a spinning heel kick to the jaw that sends his opponent to the mat. Fox turns, gives an Irish salute to the crowd, then hits a standing moonsault as thousands of tiny flashbulbs go off all around him. Priestley staggers to his feet, and Fox is right in his face, taunting him, daring him to throw a punch. Priestley lets his anger cloud his better judgement and swings, only to be caught in an armdrag that sends him flying across the ring. As he stands to get his bearing, he turns into a second armdrag but lands on his feet, only to have Fox dropkick him directly in the head and neck. Instead of falling, Priestley stumbles to his corner and makes the tag to Vortex, but Fox won't let him in the ring, standing close enough to attack. The referee finally yells at Fox to let Vortex in the ring, Fox shrugs and whips the top rope up and down sending a surprised Vortex flipping into the ring. Foley motions for the tag and the crowd is on its feet as Fox slaps hands with the veteran who hasn't stepped foot in GCW rings for two whole years. If he had any ring rust, Foley doesn't show it, catching Vortex with what could probably be called a clothesline but more accurately would be a club to the head. Foley hooks Vortex, and drops him with a snap suplex, but holds on, bridges back to his feet and nails Vortex with a fishermans brainbuster. Foley picks Vortex up and slaps a headlock on him, and Vortex responds with a series of elbows, startling Foley... or did he? Vortex pushes the Long Islanders chin and takes Foley to the ropes making a blind tag to his partner in the process, sending him off with an Irish whip, REVERSAL! Foley sends Vortex flying, and then takes him over the top rope in classic Foley upside down smash clotheline style. Foley gets up, a little dazed, and pulls himself to the ring apron. He raises his right arm to the crowd, which goes insane as they make the same gesture back. Foley takes two steps and launches himself off the ring apron towards the fallen Vortex. OLD SCHOOL ELBOW! OLD SCHOOL ELBO! With the referee distracted by the decimated Vortex, Foley tags Fox in to seal the deal. Fox goes to the top rope and gives the crowd the signal for the 450. Priestley will have none of that as he runs into the ropes, shaking the turnbuckle and knocking Fox square into the middle of the ring. Priestley takes advantage of the situation, setting Fox up for whats sure to be a huge powerbomb, as he gets Fox to shoulder level Foley manages to slide back in the ring and charges, nailing a huge spear and in the process letting Fox ride Priestley down to the mat. The referee turns to see Fox pinning his opponent, so he slides in and makes a definite 1.. 2.. 3.

OW: Fox and Foley win!

RJ: Damn.

OZ: Watch your mouth, Jones.

OW: Yeah!

RJ: What's next?

OZ: HellRaizor is backstage with Justin Tyme!

{The screen cuts backstage where Justin Tyme is standing with a microphone waiting for the Hellacious One. In just a few moments HellRaizor comes walking out of his door with a bottle of water in his hand and Mandy walking with him at his side. He sips the water then closes the bottle just as he is stopped by Tyme.}

Justin Tyme (JT): ....HellRaizor, can I get a quick word with you?

HellRaizor: ....Yeah aight, I’ll holla at you.....

JT: ....Okay, now this being your first "official" match in two months, what are your thoughts about the competitors in tonight’s 8-man elimination match, and how you’re going to be able to compete at a top level being out of action for two months....

HellRaizor: ....Look fool I don’t give a damn bout dem otha cats, but lemme break it down for you like dis...

{HellRaizor snatches the microphone out of Tyme’s hand and holds it to his own mouth with no assistance from Justin.}

HellRaizor: "....Yo, I came back to dis game for anotha shot at fame.
I’m here to straighten ya’ll out cause yous act is lame.

But striaght up, since dis is my debut from a 2 month absence
I’mma jump back in tha driva’s seat, and take back my tag as GCW’s notorious menace.

Tru, I know it’s da holiday season and everythin’s suppose to be merry n’ bright
But all dat cheer, joy, and forgiveness makes you weak and its juss outta my sight

South Philly, born and raised, when I was young-gunnin’ use ta give the ballas and gang-bangas all my praise.

Ya’ll once was on top, but now the Raizor’s back and he put all ya’lls chances in jeopardy
Sooner then you ‘tink ya’ll be layin on yo’ back studdain’ "Look at da birddy! Look at dat birdy!"

I’m done tellin ya’ll how it gonna go down
Troof be told, ya’ll gonna fall ta da Burn Down

When I’m finihsed ya’ll be wishin dis was just some big nightmare and u was at ya crib fast asleep just a snora
And dats when ya’ll know what happenin’ I said it before and I say it again, it all bout the H.O.R.A...."

{Raizor stops right there and throws the microphone in the air. Justin Tyme surprisingly catches it. HellRaizor puts his arm around Mandy and they two walk off heading to the entrance way. Then the screen fades back to ringside.}

OW: I guess it's time!

OZ: You're damned right it's time!

RJ: I'm going to wash your mouth out with - I WASN'T STARING!

OW: THAT is disturbing!

OZ: MOTHER MEEPER!

RJ: What?

OW: Why the meep did you just say what?

RJ: Why souldn't I?

OZ: Shouldn't, even!

OW: Did you just agree with him?

OZ: No, I just corrected him!

"Lesnar's Music" hits the speakers and Brock Lesnar walks out from behind the curtain, walking down the ramp to the boos of the crowd. He gets into the ring, and waits for his opponents.

OW: There's Brock ...

RJ: ... Lesnar.

OZ: Lesnar blows testicles.

OW: I love my testicles!

RJ: We all do!

OZ: You love his testicles?

RJ: I WASN-

OW: Just shut up.

RJ: I didn't mean it that way ... really!

"You Know You're Right" begins and the crowd boos loudly as Brian Storm steps out from behind the curtain and walks down the ramp. He gets into the ring, and stares down Brock Lesnar, who stares back.

RJ: It's just that everyone loves their testicles.

OW: Even women?

OZ: ESPECIALLY women ... they have to cherish every testicle they get their hands on.

RJ: I WASN'T wait I WAS wait ...

"One of a Kind" by Breaking Point begins and the crowd CHEERS EXTREMELY LOUDLY for Global Championship Wrestling's own "Sensational" Scotty Ryan, one of the heavy favorites in this match. He gets into the ring and warms up.

OW: SSR is ready!

OZ: But is everyone else ready for SSR?

RJ: ANYONE can take SSR!

"HellRaizor's music" hits the speakers and the crowd is half boos, half cheers for HellRaizor as he walks down the ramp and gets into the ring. He doesn't pause for an instant, just standing in his corner, waiting for the bell to be rung.

OW: HellRaizor looks like he's up for a big match!

RJ: But does he?

OZ: Yep.

"Hate Me Now" begins and the crowd boos loudly as He Hate Me steps out from behind the curtain and walks down the ramp. He gets into the ring and gets right into the face of SSR!

OW: This is a tense rivalry!

OZ: They're tag-partners next week!

RJ: HA! They can't work together!

"Boom" by POD hits the speakers and the crowd ROARS as Alkaline steps out from behind the curtain and races down the ramp, sliding in and staring down HellRaizor from a distance, and also sizing up his other competitors.

OW: Could ALKALINE be the one to take the gold?

RJ: Hopefully not.

OZ: Party meeper.

"Pendleton's music" begins and the crowd reacts with half and half. Pendleton steps out from behind the curtain and walks down the ramp, he looks around to look at the crowd before getting into the ring and standing up to his seven opponents.

RJ: A big opportunity for Pendleton, can he pull it off?

OW: We'll see.

OZ: We certainly will, and out next is our Television champion!

"Arrogance" hits the speakers, and the crowd boos EXTREMELY loudly as Alex Kerr steps out from behind the curtain and walks down the ramp, getting in the ring and staring down the other seven members in the ring.

OW: The tension is mounting!

RJ: The Television Championship is on the line!

OZ: Let's get it on!

Rage Match #4:
Brock Lesnar	versus	HellRaizor	versus	Graham Pendleton	versus	He Hate Me
Brian Storm	versus	Alkaline	versus	SSR	versus	Alex Kerr (c)
All eight wrestlers are in the ring, as the fans start to cheer wildly. This is probably the greatest match for the TV title, all year. The official rings the bell and we are officially under way. 8 wrestlers in one ring, and 7 of them attack Kerr. Whoa, all seven want Kerr taken out of there fast. Kerr is down, as the stomping went on for too long. Lesnar decides to go for the cover, but for some reason Alkaline pulls him off. Kerr is still down but nobody is going to cover him as the 7 remaining wrestlers have divided into groups. Alkaline is attacking Lesnar in one corner. In another He Hate Me and SSR are double teaming Storm. On the other corner Pendleton and Hell Raizor are fighting. Alkaline is the one being the most aggressive as he takes Lesnar down with a huge spinning kick to the face. Lesnar is down. Now, Alkaline decides to end this match for Lesnar as he delivers a huge chokeslam. Lesnar is down and here comes the cover. 1..2..3! Lesnar has been eliminated. Alkaline seems happy as he joins Hell Raizor in the fight against Pendelton. On the other side of the ring Kerr is still down, but nobody is capitalizing on him. He Hate Me and SSR, the two that will be a tag team starting with next week, are really working on Storm. Here comes SSR with a huge DDT, and He Hate Me follows through by raising Storm up setting up for the 3D with SSR. Storm is down and probably out. Here comes the cover by He Hate Me and 1…2…3! Storm has been eliminated. Kerr is getting up now and he also joins the 2 on 1 by helping Alkaline and Hell Raizor to take out Pendelton. Pendleton seems in bad shape as Hell Raizor locks in the Burn Down. Pendelton tries to reach the ropes, but he can't. He has to give up now, and here we go. Pendelto taps out and he is eliminated. 5 men remain now. Alkaline goes to work on Kerr while Hell Raizor turns and looks at He Hate Me. Oh no… will UNSTOPPABLE attack each other? Wait, SSR hits him from behind and Hell Raizor goes down. He Hate Me looks at SSR and approves the move. These two are working great as a team. Here comes He Hate Me now as he pulls Hell Raizor up and puts him against the ropes. He then delivers a Spear and Hell Raizor goes down again. Oh, Oh, we might have another elimination now. Hell Raizor is down and He Hate Me pulls him up. He sets him up for DA BOMB, but instead with the help of SSR they deliver a SPIKED POWERBOMB on Hell Raizor. Oh no, poor Hell Raizor! He has been taken out by his former tag partner! Here comes the cover by He Hate Me. 1… 2… 3! It's over for Hell Raizor. 4 men remain. Alkaline continues his assault on a depleated Kerr that was a victim of a 7 on 1 attack earlier. He Hate Me and SSR join in and they all stomp at Kerr. Then, He Hate Me pulls Kerr up and he and SSR perform another great move… a TANDEM FLAPJACK. Down goes Kerr again and Alkaline goes for the cover. Here it comes… 1… 2…3! Oh no, the Champion has been eliminated. The title will change hands now. Alkaline gets up and looks at both He Hate Me and SSR. It is a desperate situation for him as he might have to go against SSR and He Hate Me at once. Alkaline decides to attack SSR. He hits him in the head with a strong jab and SSR goes down. Alkaline stomps him a couple of times in the stomach, but from behind comes He Hate Me. He takes Alkaline and a BULLDOG! Alkaline is down and SSR goes for an ankle lock on Alkaline. Alkaline however doesn't have enough energy to even tap out. He Hate Me then says something to SSR and he laughs, approving the call. He Hate Me then pulls Alkaline up and over his shoulders, while SSR gets on top rope. Then, SSR flies out of the top rope and hits Alkaline for the DOOMSDAY DEVICE… a flying clothesline from tope rope. Alkaline is down and SSR goes for the cover. Here we go, 1… 2… 3! Alkaline is out. We only have two wrestlers left now. It's just He Hate Me and SSR left now. They worked together pretty well, but now only one will win. The two eye each other and He Hate Me extends his arm to SSR to congratulate him. SSR shakes his hand as the fans cheer wildly. Then, all of a sudden He Hate Me pulls SSR and delivers a clothesline. WHAT A SNAKE! The fans start to boo the man that they were loving just a minute ago. There are a lot of "SSR" chants now as the fans let He Hate Me know who they choice is. He Hate Me looks around but he doesn't really care. This title is so important. He Hate Me now pulls SSR up and delivers a huge DDT. The ring shakes but that isn't it. He Hate Me decides to finish it as he picks up SSR again and delivers DA BOMB. No way. He Hate Me goes for the cover amongst the boos and here we go 1… 2… ALMOST 3… NO! SSR kicks out. It is unbelievable. He Hate Me pulls him in the corner and delivers 10 punches to the head but right after number 10 SSR delivers a low blow and He Hate Me goes down. Miracurously the official didn't see it. He Hate Me goes down and SSR decides to end it with the CAMEL CLUTCH. Here it comes… He Hate Me must lose now… but wait! He gets up and pulls SSR off his back. He Hate Me is mad now as he sets SSR up for another DA BOMB. SSR is brought up and… No, he reverses it bringing He Hate Me down to a DDT. SSR quickly goes for the cover… 1… 2… 3! It's over… SSR, the people's choice is the new TV Champion. He Hate Me gets up and looks at SSR and offers him an extended hand again. SSR isn't sure about whether he should shake it, but… he does. The fans cheer and He Hate Me approves of the winner. SSR gave it all and he is the new champion! What will He Hate Me do? What about Alkaline? And the ex-Champion? Oh my GOD!

OW: Our NEW Television Champion ...

OZ: SENSATIONAL SCOTTY RYAN!

RJ: No! I can't believe Kerr and He Hate Me lost!

OW: You better believe it.

OZ: Because they did.

RJ: I refuse to believe it. I demand a recount!

OW: What's next, Henry?

OZ: Apparently something happened backstage earlier tonight that we're being made aware of.

It's outside in the parking lot, a limousine pulls up, and the door opens. The camera is focused on the feet. The man wears nice black dress shoes under what is obviously a suit, someone speaks to him.

Stockholder's Voice (SV): "A big night for you tonight."

The Man (MN): "Of course it is. My biggest night for a long, long time."

SV: "So, you ready to see your new office?"

MN: "I'd love that."

The two men walk toward the building, and step in. They open a door, and the camera pans up to show the nice office. It's sparkly and obviously cleaned by Justin Tyme earlier tonight. The Man chuckles, and the Stockholder waits for a response.

MN: "I can get used to this."

SV: "And that's not all, we've even hired you a personal assistant."

MN: "Great, great. Is she good-looking?"

SV: "Oh, you know her quite well."

MN: "Apparently so. Have her call me in some barbecue ribs tonight ... I'm up for my favorite meal tonight ... and I'll need my bags brought up, I have my pipe in there."

SV: "My, my, you've changed."

MN: "More than you could ever imagine ... more than you could ever imagine."

The Man leans back, and the camera pans up, you see his shoulder and an arm whip forth, flinging a dart across the room onto a dartboard with the Survivor Match logo upon it..

MN: "I can certainly get used to this ..."

OW: I suppose this has to do with the RUSH of our lives.

RJ: I would think so.

OZ: I'm not too sure ... well, here's the main-event. I'm sure we'll find out more about it later on tonight.

"Do you smell what the Rock is cookin'?" is yelled, and "Electricity" begins. The Rock sprints down the ramp to the crowd's cheers. He gets into the ring, and climbs the turnbuckle, sniffing around. He wants that gold to flip over his shoulder ... and he's certainly got that opportunity tonight!

OW: There's The Rock!

OZ: Master of the Obvious.

RJ: Smarta- I WASN'T STARING!

"Shinobi versus Dragon Ninja" explodes across the speakers, and so does the crowd ... with boos. There's very few men other than Biocide who can draw boos THIS loudly. He walks down the ramp and gets into the ring.

RJ: Our GEORGIA HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!

OZ: If that's not announced enough by that gold he has draped over his shoulder.

OW: Will he be able to retain against the People's Champ? We'll see, next!

Rage Match #5:
The Rock	versus	Alex Knight
The Rock, with the people by his side, and Alex Knight, the man the people love to hate stand on opposite corners. The bell rings and they begin to circle each other. They lock up… Knight gets Rock in a headlock…Rock whips him to the ropes and goes for a clothsline…Knight ducks… and NAILS an inverted DDT. Knight now getting up, he's taunting the Rock… He pulls rock to his feet and takes him down with a right hand! Knight now off the ropes…NAILS a flipping leg drop! The cover… 1….. 2… Kickout by the Rock. Knight argues with the official… Rock getting back to his feet.. Knight sees him charging and throws him to the outside of the ring. Knight now goes outside.. . He's moving the pads.. the concrete is exposed! Knight, setting him up…Knight has him up in the air! One armed hanging suplex onto the concrete!! Knight has an evil smile on his face as the crowd viciously boos. Knight throws Rock back into the ring… Knight heading to the top rope… he's going for a moonsault… Rock moves out of the way! Both men are down… Rock gets to his feet first followed by Knight… Rock whips him to the turnbuckle…reversal… Rock goes into the turnbuckle hard. Knight sees Rock in the turnbuckle… he's going for the KrytoKnight! Rock is in a world of hurt! The ref breaks it up… Rock falls to the mat.. Knight has a couple of choice words for the official but heads back to his opponent… whips him to the ropes… reversal by Rock… Rock going for a back body drop and Knight NAILS KICK TO THE GUT! HE'S GOING FOR IT! DIVINE INTERVENTION! Knight for the pin… 1….. 2…… 3. It's all over. Knight retains the Georgia Title .

RJ: KNIGHT WINS! KNIGHT WINS!

OW: But the show is not over, folks. Apparently Biocide is scheduled for some time at the end of the show!

OZ: Get Knight and Rock out of here! This is the RUSH of our lives!

Alex Knight and The Rock walk up the ramp and into the back, they want to watch this from a distance no doubt.

OW: Ok, Biocide. We're ready.

RJ: But are you sure?

"The Sickness" by Disturbed hits and the crowd boos extremely loudly as the Global Championship Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion, Biocide, makes his way down the ramp. He is accompanied by his girlfriend, Alana. He gets into the ring, with a microphone in his hands.

Biocide (BIO): "Why is your World's Heavyweight Champion out here, you ask? I'm out here to tell you all something very special. This ain't gonna be any song and dance like last week ... I'm not going to give Mike Hayes a SICKNESS through the mat down to hell like I did last week. No, fans, this week is your favorite time, this week it's STORY time. It's time for Uncle Biocide to tell you all about the story of Biocide and The Crow. You see, a long time ago, not on network TV, there was a GCW Minor League known as the DOJO. It produced such stars that you all marvel at today, it produced Bloodstorm, Psyberia, The Crow, Cyan Dracos, Bloodstorm, Drago, MMM, Arez, and even ... yes, even ... me.

And you see, in the DOJO, there was a certain thing that we all wanted along with the graduation, and that was the DOJO Championship. I held that title longer than everyone else. And I even took special interest in one little rookie ... the ABOMINATION of everything I once taught him. That man is THE CROW! I vested my interest in him, I vowed to make him great. And what has he become? What has he become other than a corpse-raping, dirty-smelling, fan-loving, belly-scratching necrophiliac that seems to be somewhat normal in wrestling today?

I don't blame anyone other than myself for Crow's failures in life. I could have taught him right from wrong, but instead I taught him everything that was necessary to become a great superstar. And superstar he became ... but only by political allegiance. You see, Crow never really won the Global Championship Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion. He was GIVEN the World Heavyweight Championship. Executioner GAVE the title to him. And if it weren't for that filthy evil bastard known as Strike, he wouldn't have gotten it the second time ei-"

RJ: You tell him, Biocide!

OW: This is pathetic!

"Crawling" by Linkin Park hits the speakers and the crowd roars for their number one favorite, Eric "The Crow" Grimm! He sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, staring down Biocide.

The two immediately get nose-to-nose, making harsh comments about each other. Things are about to erupt, when a familiar theme music hits ...

"Crazy Train" by Ozzy Osborne hits the speakers, and the crowd doesn't know how to react ... but they go apeshit as they see Damien Stone walking down the ramp. The crowd gives him a standing ovation, and he doesn't hesitate getting in the ring and standing between the two Global Championship Wrestling superstars. This man, after all, trained Strike. Alana is outside of the ring, just watching on at this point.

OW: What's he doing out here?

RJ: He's the stockholder! He's the stockholder!

OZ: This is insane!

Damien Stone (DS): "Now, Crow, Biocide, I know you all are wondering what the frick I'm doing out here. After all, I'm just Damien Stone, and neither of you have really been concerned with me in your entire career, right? Of course I'm right. Now, you see, when Masked left Global Championship Wrestling and was forced to sell his stock, there were three people that bought it up. I was #1, and a couple of others that are irrelevant to anything with this show. I bought some stock, and I was given the right tonight to announce to you all first that the MAIN-EVENT of Survivor Match is THE CROW against BIOCIDE!"

The crowd roars!

OW: That's a big announcement!

RJ: It sure is!

OZ: What's the second announcement.

Damien Stone holds up the World's Heavyweight Championship for all the fans, Biocide stands there, flinching as Stone takes it from him.

DS: And second ... the NEW Global Championship Wrestling President! It's a man you all know well. A man you all love and adore more than any other person in GCW history except for perhaps Shamrock. He's the one, he's the only, CHRISTOPHER RUSH!

OW: Chris ... who?

RJ: Who is Chris Rush?

OZ: Rush? Rush of our Lives?

"Unforgiven II" hits the speakers and probably twenty-thousand voice boxes will be hoarse as hell tomorrow. It's impossible. He's DEAD! Strike steps out from behind the curtain, and Crow and Biocide STARE as Strike walks down the ramp. He doesn't have a wheelchair or anything! He's dressed in a suit and tie with a GCW hat on his head, his long black hair flowing through the hole in the back of the hat. In his hand is a polished oak pipe.

OW: It's STRIKE!

RJ: What the HELL is he doing here?

OZ: HE'S THE NEW PRESIDENT!

DS: What do you think about THAT, Biocide?!

Damien Stone tosses Strike the World's Heavyweight Championship and stands in the ring watching. Alana slides in the ring behind Biocide, twisting his arms behind his back and holding him so that Strike can smoke him across the head with the belt. Is Alana STRIKE'S girl? Strike winds up what some would claim to be HIS World's Heavyweight Championship and runs toward Biocide. CRACK!

RJ: He did it!

OW: What in the -

THE CROW GOES DOWN! THE CROW GOES DOWN! Strike just CLOCKED The Crow with the World's Heavyweight Championship ... but WHY?! Why?! Damien stares at Strike as Crow is laying on the ground, and Alana lets go of Biocide. Biocide turns on Alana, and his eyes and nose get big. STRIKE KICKS DAMIEN IN THE GUT, PUMPHANDLE DDT! What the hell is going on?!

OZ: What is going on here?!

RJ: Strike and The Crow have quite a rivalry but ...

OW: Why would Strike nail The Crow? Has Crow done something wrong?! And what about poor Damien?

Strike takes up the World's Heavyweight Championship and looks at Biocide. The crowd is booing now. Strike looks at them for a moment, looking around at all of them with a confused look on his face. He signals for a microphone. The booing subsides. There WAS a reason for him clocking The Crow. He's about to explain it.

Strike (ST): "I'm sure you all want an explanation. And I don't blame you. I mean, we're all about the truth here. You want the truth? I'll give you the truth. The whole truth. You see, after Halloween Horror I was wheeled out of here. I was taken to a hospital and I had to go through rehab. That's right, I was never in any sort of coma. I was going to be GCW President. I couldn't wrestle anymore, obviously. But then I got to thinking ... and there were only three people other than my best friends that visited me in the hospital. Biocide, Cyan Dracos, and Ross Majors. On Thanksgiving Day, who was I with, you ask? No one. I spent Thanksgiving alone. I got no 'get well' cards from my 'fans'. You see, the truth of the matter was that when Strike put himself through that glass table ... he gave his self for you. And that leaves you with me. Who am I, you ask?"

The crowd is just confused. Alana puts her arms around Biocide, and you suddenly realize part of the conspiracy ...

ST: Let me explain it fairly simply, folks. There is a reason ...

OW: NO!!!

OZ: You're kidding me!

RJ: YES! YES! YES! Heeeeee's back!

Off Season (OS): For this treason, for I am the Off Season. HIT MY MUSIC!

"Superstar" by Saliva begins and Alana kisses Biocide and Off Season climbs a turnbuckle, lifting the Global Championship Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship in the air. He hops off and hands it to Biocide, and shakes his hand. The crowd is booing with a passion, relentlessly. The men and Alana in the wrong all turn to The Crow, and lay the boots to him as Global Championship Wrestling Sunday Night Rage goes off the air!