SUNDAY NIGHT RAGE:

Michael Hayes (MH): That's right folks, I'm back!

Ryan Jones (RJ): Aren't we all glad?

Outlaw (OW): We sure are! And we're also glad to see a full ten matches tonight!

MH: Ten matches, starting the night of with Zak Harris against Rick Priestley.

RJ: Can't forget Alkaline against Chernega.

OW: Or Kerr against SSR.

MH: Then we get into the tag-team tournament.

RJ: Where Doe and Knight take on Satan and Lesnar, Pendleton and HellRaizor take on the Blonde Bombs, Alana and Otaku team up against Turrican and Kerr, and Arez and Veritas team up against Evans and Dracos!

OW: And after that we've got He Hate Me against Fox.

MH: Then Crow and Alex Knight!

RJ: And after that, even, we've got the main-event, yet unsanctioned match.

OW: It's going to be a Japanese Spidernet classic between Raziel and Mick Foley!

MH: That's going to be quite a match. It could very well DEFINE the Unsanctioned King of the Deathmatch belt.

RJ: And Michael, let's start things off tonight with showing how you arrived tonight.

Michael Hayes gets out of a limousine, closing the door and waving at the driver. He walks up to the VIP door, handing his card to one of the guards. The guard looks at him for a moment.

Guard (G): Sir, we've been told to send you home. You're not needed tonight.

MH: I'm not needed? On what authority do you have to ... I was the PRESIDENT!

G: Well, you're not anymore, old man. You're not needed tonight.

Hayes turns and walks back toward the limo, which is gone. Hayes quickly turns with a baseball bat, nailing the guard in the head with the baseball bat.

MH: In the words of my good friend Justin Timberlake, my friend, "Bye, Bye, Bye".

Hayes walks into the arena. The crowd can be heard roaring in the background.

MH: I do my best.

RJ: Well, let's get started!

"Really Don't Matter" begins and the crowd boos loudly for "Uncut" Rick Priestley as he steps out from behind the curtain. He walks down the ramp, enjoying the boos. He slides into the ring and waits for his opponent, Zak "The Real Deal" Harris.

MH: Here's Rick Priestley, and he certainly made an impact on LiveWire.

RJ: Sure he did. He called us all f'n losers here at GCW.

OW: My impression of him is that he b*tches about everything.

"Just Got Wicked" hits the speakers and the crowd puts their hands together as Zak "The Real Deal" Harris steps out from behind the curtain and sprints down the ramp. He slides into the ring and gets right up into his "forced" tag-team partners face.

OW: These two people don't look like their going to work together real well.

MH: No they certainly don't.

RJ: Let's get this match going.

Rage Match #1:
Familiar Hatred
Zak "The Real Deal" Harris	versus	"Uncut" Rick Priestley
TRD and Priestley square off in what looks to be an interesting matchup thus far. The two circle around, never seeming to find the rhythm to tie up, Priestley finally ends this monotony as he offers his hand for a test of strength. TRD looks to the crowd as if to ask their advice, but their reaction is pretty neutral. TRD reaches for his opponents hand, but Priestley switches grips and gives TRD a sharp kick to the gut and then an inside suplex. Priestley is up first, grinding the sole of his boot into TRD's face. The crowd is starting to turn ugly. Priestley picks TRD by his hair, then slams him back down as hard as he can. TRD finally recovers enough to get to his knees, as Priestley is more concerned with the now-angered referee. As Priestley turns, TRD nearly takes his head off with a flying forearm. Priestley will have none of this, as he slides out of the ring, beckoning TRD to follow. TRD relents, coming through the ropes with an awkward version of a dropkick, coming in hard and fast high on Priestley's neck and head. The ref begins the count: 1... TRD is on top of Priestley, laying in punch after punch. 2... Priestley makes an escape, via raking TRD's eyes 3... the two are up to their feet, trading blows 4... TRD dodges a punch and nails Priestley with a well placed spinebuster 5... TRD is livid as he rips the cover off the announcers table, and the crowd begins to stand 6... Priestley is dead on his feet as TRD drags him over to the table and throws him on top of it 7... TRD signals the crowd for a piledriver, which is met with more cheers than boos 8.. Priestley comes up with a desperation low blow, apparently playing possum all this time, then shoves TRD backwards into the crowd 9... Priestley gets off the table and slides back into the ring, just in time to hear 10! The ref reluctantly raises Priestleys hand, as he has won by countout.

OW: And Rick Priestley takes it in a VERY hard-fought contest.

RJ: WOOO!

MH: Jones ... if that's not bias ...

OW: Hayes ... if that's not beer I smell on your breath ...

RJ: Hayes, have you been drinking?

MH: Of course not!

OW: Don't worry about it, Jones. GCW wouldn't be GCW without GCW's local drunk.

RJ: Or GCW's local drunk as Interim President.

MH: Thank you ... HEY!

OW: It's time for our GCW Flashback!

RJ: This was the week after last year's battle royale, and the week of the first round of the tag-team tournaments.

MH: Hey, that's what's happening today!

OW: What a coincidence!

Off Season starts making his way down the ramp but out comes Bloodstorm to the rescue. Bloodstorm and Surge fight at the top of the ramp, and the ref goes out to break it up. HHH kicks Awesome, going for the pedigree but it's Drago!! Drago comes in and nails HHH with a hard clothesline, and motions for Awesome to cover him. Awesome refuses, and Drago yells for him to pin Hunter, but the ref turns around just as Drago punches Awesome in frustration. He motions for the bell, ending the match in a DQ. There is still no new Georgia Champion! HHH attacks Drago from behind as Bloodstorm and Off Season are still fighting on the ramp.

RJ: Survivor Match was a great day ... all except for THE Survivor Match.

MH: When Bloodstorm beat Drago, Off Season, and The Crow?

OW: Along with Dracos, Taintking, Triple H and Alex Awesome.

RJ: Yeah ... that!

MH: Well, later tonight we'll be making another step toward knowing who's going to Survivor Match!

OW: This tournament is a lot more competitive than it was last year!

RJ: Yeah, no Brunette Brigade. This year's going to be different though ... Kovacs is going to win the SM and Biocide's going to beat Crow!

MH: Keep dreaming, Jonesy.

OW: Let's get to the next match.

"Unite" begins and the crowd reacts with boos for John Chernega, a little repulsed by his views about Global Championship Wrestling as just another lamb to slaughter. He walks down the ramp, enjoying the boos, and sliding into the ring.

OW: This guys not really a big fan-favorite.

RJ: Anyone worthwhile isn't.

MH: THAT could be debated.

"Boom" by POD erupts over the speakers and the crowd roars as Alkaline steps out from behind the curtain and walks down the ramp. He high fives the right side of the first row and gets into the ring, staring down Jon Chernega.

OW: It'd be a very impressive start for Chernega if he manages to defeat Alkaline.

RJ: Certainly a major upset.

MH: Didn't Outlaw just say that?

Rage Match #2:
Debut Against Alkaline
Alkaline	versus	John Chernega
The two wrestlers are in the ring, as the fans start to cheer wildly. This is probably going to lead to a great match. The official rings the bell and we are under way. Alkaline and Chernega give each other a look and Alkaline is the first with the attack. He hits Chernega to the face with a huge boot. Chernega goes down and Alkaline smiles. He then pulls Chernega up and delivers a huge DDT. The ring shakes but that isn't it. Alkaline wants to finish the match early now as he picks up Chernega again and delivers POWERBOMB! No way. Alkaline goes for the cover, and here we go 1… 2… ALMOST 3… NO! Chernega kicks out. It is unbelievable. Chernega kicks out, but Alkaline isn't finished yet. He picks Chernega up and throws him against the ropes. He comes back and… CLOTHESLINE. Chernega is down again and Alkaline seems real content with his work. He then starts to taunt Chernega, but… CHERNEGA delivers a low blow! The official must have missed this. Alkaline is down now, and Chernega is ready to take advantage of it. He picks Alkaline up and delivers a Suplex. Oh wait a second, he goes for a second one as well, and a third. Three straight German Suplexes to the back of the head of Alkaline and Chernega now goes for the cover. 1… 2… NO! Alkaline kicks out and Chernega goes back to work. He goes on top of the ropes and waits for Alkaline to get up. After a couple of seconds Alkaline gets up and Chernega wastes no time as he goes from top rope to deliver a DROP KICK! Alkaline is down again and Chernega decides to end it with an Ankle lock. Alkaline screams out in pain and is ready to tap out. He however endures some pain and goes for the rope. He is a foot away from the rope. Alkaline is moving slowly towards the rope, he is an inch closer. Come on Alkaline, get there! The fans get to their feet loving every moment of this WIN OR LOSE struggle. Here comes Alkaline close to the ropes, just an inch away. AND HE... GRABS THEM! Alkaline is freed from the hold and Chernega continues the assault. He now picks Alkaline up for another Suplex. Then, he follows that up with a DEADLY DDT! Alkaline is down and it should be over now. 1... 2... NO! Whoa.... MY GOD! Alkaline is still alive and he gets up now and punches Chernega with a jab to the left side of the chin. Chernega goes down, but Alkaline doesnt have much left. He however, gets on top rope and tries to jump from there and waits for Chernega to get up. Chernega gets up and is apparently anticipating the jump by Alkaline. Here comes Alkaline's jump, NO! Chernega drop kicks Alkaline as he was in mid air. Chernega now picks Alkaline up for the CHOKESLAM and BOOM! It must be over now. HEre comes the cover, 1.... 2... 2.9.... NOPE AGAIN! Unbelieavalbe as to how Alkaline endured this. Chernega is now mad and locks in the ankle lock again and now Alkaline again tries to get to the ropes. You're only a foot away again Alkaline, you can do it. The fans are again on their feet as Alkaline inches away the distance. He is an inch away and.... NO! Chernega pulls him towards the middle of the ring and the ankle is about to snap. Alkaline has no choice but to tap out. TAP TAP TAP! The match is over! CHERNEGA WINS! Alkaline tired hard but he just couldn't come up with the win.

OW: John Chernega picks up a HUGE victory!

RJ: YES!

MH: All credit to Alkaline, though, he put up quite a fight.

RJ: This Chernega guy might be someone we want to watch.

OW: He's a rookie ... don't judge too soon. Think of people like Vortex and Shadow Stalker.

MH: They started out like house fires but they quickly got blown out by the wind.

RJ: You all are so underenthusiastic.

OW: Yeah, whatever, Jones.

MH: He's got a point, what about people such as Drago, Executioner, Stephen Frost, Jack Anthony? They were all rookies once too.

RJ: Yeah!

OW: Silence. Home-grown talent is different. We'll see how Chernega fairs when he fights someone like Biocide or Crow.

MH: You've got a point, too.

RJ: And we've got Otaku scheduled to fight Brock Lesnar!

"White Reflection" by Two Mix blares across the speakers and the crowd cheers as Otaku steps out from behind the curtain and races down the ramp, getting in the ring and waiting for his opponent.

OW: This was a match set for a couple of weeks ago that never happened.

MH: It's happening now!

RJ: Both men have two matches tonight.

Instead of "Lesnar Theme", "Superstar" blasts across the speakers and the crowd begins throwing things as Off Season steps out from behind the curtain with a microphone and his pipe, dressed in his suit. Off Season shakes off the crowd, and signals for them to shut up. They do ... after a few minutes.

OW: What does he have to say?

MH: Maybe he's going to beat up the Jolt Midget Breakdancing Squad.

RJ: I WASN'T STARING!

Off Season (OS): I hate to announce this to you all ... but Brock Lesnar is now fired. That means this match will not be taking place tonight and ... Satan will be fighting John Doe and Alex Knight with a partner of his choice tonight.

Otaku grabs a microphone.

Otaku (OT): So what about this match?

OS: I'm afraid it won't be happening, fair Otaku. It will be replaced later tonight with He Hate Me against Fox.

"Superstar" hits again and the crowd boos with a ferocity. Otaku is livid and Off Season steps back through the curtain and into the backstage area.

OW: I hope that Off Season gets some amusement out of this.

RJ: That was a GREAT decision!

MH: I agree with firing Brock ... but RIGHT NOW when he's supposed to be fighting Otaku? I think Off Season is just trying to take away a match of Otaku's!

OW: CONSPIRACY!

RJ: ... I can't believe you would think such a thing.

OW: I guess it's time for our next match.

"Arrogance" hits the speakers and the crowd comes down with a bad case of the 'boos'. He walks down the ramp and gets into the ring, egging the crowd on with insanely evil taunts ... yeah ...

OW: There's our disgruntled former Television Championship.

RJ: Hopefully he can bring cocky lil' SSR down a notch.

OZ: All Kerr does is b*tch and whine. I'd like to see him "walk the walk" perse.

"One of a Kind" blares across the arena for a few seconds, and the music stopped! Wait ... no, the fans are just covering it with their cheers. SSR steps out with his Television Championship and he strides down the ramp, getting in the ring.

OW: There's "Sensational" Scotty Ryan.

RJ: Thank you, Mr. Obvious.

MH: He's trying to point these things out for first-time watchers, Jones.

RJ: Thank you, Mr. Obvious.

OW: Smack him.

Rage Match #3:
Non-Title
Alex Kerr	versus	SSR
The bell rings, and SSR and Kerr lock up. After several seconds, Kerr gains the upper hand. He flings SSR into the ropes,and then picks him up for a HUGE scoop slam! SSR grabs his back, as Kerr gets up and lays in the boots. After that,he grabs Scotty and pulls him to his feet. He stuffs him between his legs,and goes for a powerbomb..HE NAILS IT! Kerr quickly goes for the cover! 1..2..KICK OUT! Kerr gets up..stomps his feet,and then hits the ropes..he goes for an elbow drop..BUT SSR ISN'T THERE! SSR is out of the ring,and makes his way up to the turnbuckle. All the while, Kerr nurses his elbow while looking around for SSR. As Kerr climbs to his feet, SSR is perched and ready on the turnbuckle. Kerr turns around..SSR NAILS HIM WITH A HUGE FLYING DROPKICK! Kerr is DOWN. SSR is slowly getting up..Kerr doesn't look like he goes anywhere soon. The ref starts a 10 count..9..8..7..SSR is up. He stalks over to Kerr,and quickly lifts him up. He tucks him under his arm..DDT! SSR goes for the cover! 1..2..KICK OUT! SSR looks frustrated. He pulls Kerr to his feet once again, throws him into the ropes. Kerr comes back with a FLYING LARIAT! OUT OF NOWHERE! Kerr,in a burst of adrenaline gets to his feet and locks SSR into a sharpshooter. The crowd reacts with boos,and as SSR squints in pain. After a few minutes, SSR manages to reach the ropes,and grabs a hold on one. Kerr holds the sharpshooter for several seconds extra,before dropping it. He gets up,and then flings SSR into the ropes. SSR comes back fast,as Kerr bends down for a back body drop..but wait! SSR STOPS! A STRAIGHT KICK TO KERR'S FACE! THE CROWD ERUPTS! Kerr is DOWN! Kerr with THE LOW-BLOW ON SSR! KERR ACCIDENTALLY BRINGS DOWN THE REFEREE! Kerr grabs a steel chair and walks over to the ring, HE HATE ME STEALS THE CHAIR! CRACK! Kerr goes down! He Hate Me helps SSR up and walks backwards up the ramp. SSR lays in a few boots,and then hauls Kerr up. He NAILS a pile-driver on him..1..2..3. SSR WINS!

OW: "Sensational" Scotty Ryan continues his hot streak!

MH: Why did He Hate Me get involved?

RJ: Because he's a loyal tag-team partner.

OW: ... right.

MH: I suppose.

RJ: Let's move on.

OW: What have we got next, Freebird?

MH: Apparently we're going to meet up with our 'new' President in his office.

Just as he says it, the screen changes from Outlaw, Hayes, and Jones to Off Season sitting back in his nice leather chair with his feet propped up on his desk, puffing on his pipe and taking a sip of Red Wine on his desk. He turns toward the camera.

OS: Fans of Global Championship Wrestling, you are about to witness one of the most memorable steps in GCW history. Tonight we make a big step in deciding who will go on to fight my friend Biocide ... or possibly ... well ... a fat chance ... well ... let's say Crow has no chance in hell, but we make the step to determine who fights the World's Heavyweight Champion at our March Pay-Per-View event, Paranoya II.

The fans boo because of Off Season and cheer because of the upcoming matches.

OS: So far we've got Raziel and Walter Joseph Kovacs bound to be in between the four parts of the steel cage that we will hold the Survivor Match within. Six other men will go into this steel cage. One will come out the Number One Contender to the GCW World Title. This tag-team tournament about to take start will determine eight wrestlers ... and then there will be a two corners match. Two will be eliminated, and the other six will go on to Survivor Match.

The crowd is half booing, half cheering, for the same reasons.

OS: Enjoy the rest of the show, folks. The next four matches eliminate one team from the Tag-Team tournament, end the hopes and dreams of eight Global Championship Wrestling superstars.

Fade back to commentators.

OW: Couldn't have said it better myself.

RJ: But that's your job!

MH: You can say that again.

RJ: But that's your job!

OW: Slap him.

MH: It's time for our next match!

"Surfin' USA" begins and the crowd simultaneously makes a move toward the vending area to get themselves something to eat or drink. Blonde Bombers = Profit.

OW: ... zzz ...

RJ: Outlaw?

MH: Jones, you shouldn't do that while he's sleeping!

OW: ... ZZZ ...

RJ: I WASN'T STARING!

"[Insert Team Theme Here]" hits and the crowd is full cheers ahead for Graham Pendleton, and a little less for HellRaizor, who didn't show his face on LiveWire this week ... which means unhappy customers, which means less cheering.

MH: What they said!

RJ: Who said?

OW: ... zzz ...

MH: The assumed narration!

RJ: The what?

OW: ... zzz ... your mother ...

MH: EXACTLY!

Rage Match #4:
Tag-Qualifier
GPHR (Pendleton and HellRaizor)	versus	Bombs (Blonde Bomber and Blonde Bombshell)
Raziel: HR and Pendleton easy. I'll put it up as soon as I get it.

RJ: Pendleton and HellRaizor win!

OW: ... zzz ...

MH: What a surprise.

RJ: I know. Say 'zzz' if you're gay.

OW ... zzZ ...

MH: Hahah!

RJ: D*mn!

MH: SEND IN THE HCC! SEND IN THE HCC! JONES CURSED!

The scene fades and comes back up to show Satan walking around backstage. He stumbles upon the Blonde Bombs.

Blonde Bomber (BBR): Hey Satan!

Satan (ST): Hey, Bombs. I'm looking for Drago for a Tag-Team partner, seen him around?

Blonde Bombshell (BBS): No, but HE wouldn't be worth being your partner. After all WE beat him. What about Crow?

ST: Come on, guys. I managed to beat him ... what kind of Tag-Team Partner would HE be?

BBR: Good point. What about Off Season?

ST: That guys even more evil than I am ... and I'm super evil! I'm like the source of all evil! He'd like ... turn on me and claim that I am not evil enough! ... plus, he's retired.

BBS: So ... Fox, Foley, and HHH have come out of retirement about thirteen times a piece.

ST: Well ... I'll keep searching. Maybe I can get SHAMROCK to be my partner!

BBR: ... yeah ...

BBS: Good luck!

Scene fades back to the commentary crew.

OW: That ...

RJ: ... was ...

MH: ... disturbing ...

OW: ... enough to wake me up. I can't believe that the Blonde Bombs woke me up!

RJ: That's pathetic.

MH: Yeah!

OW: Quiet. You're worse than Hopeless.

RJ: Hopeless was bad?

MH: I wish he were back ... that would mean I'd be the Prez again!

OW: Well he is back, he's our interviewer.

RJ: Yeah ... Duh, Hayes.

MH: Let's get to our next match.

"White Reflection" by Two Mix hits the speakers and Otaku races down the ramp, followed apprehensively by Biocide's girl, Alana.

RJ: Wooo! Alana is looking HOT tonight.

OW: Jones, you don't have to lie to make friends.

MH: THAT'S for sure ... at least the fact that he's lieing.

"Arrogance" begins and Alex Kerr walks down the ramp, followed by Turrican, who, again, is apprehensive. They both slide in the ring and Alana goes right at Turrican!

OW: Alana wants some of Turrican!

RJ: I WASN'T STARING!

MH: I think this is another one of Biocide's things to "sick 'em" like he did with Alana in the Royale against Crow.

Rage Match #5:
Tag-Qualifier
Team of Ten Letters (Alana and Otaku)	versus	Team T'can (Turrican and Alex Kerr)
Otaku drags Alana off of Turrican, and puts her back in the corner. The match gets underway with Otaku and Turrican being the men to start it off. They begin circling slowly, both obviously have done some research on their opponent. Otaku makes the first move grappling with Turrican. Alex Kerr yells at Otaku from his spot on the apron. Otaku ignores him, but it apparently distracts him as Turrican nails a quick flapjack on Otaku. This prompts Alana getting up on the top turnbuckle and HURRICANNRANNA off the top onto Turrican! The crowd reacts with boos as Alana comes with right hands to the face of Turrican! Otaku places her back on the apron, obviously not too happy with her. The crowd doesn't seem to be extremely happy in seeing Otaku and Turrican on separate teams, but thems the breaks. Turrican tags in Alex Kerr and Kerr nails a big clothesline on Otaku as he comes in the ring. Alana almost claps, but catcher herself in mid-motion. Alana slides in the ring and distracts the referee, KERR NAILS THE REFEREE WITH BRASS KNUCKS! CHAOS! The referee is down! OTAKU TAKES DOWN ALANA! OTAKU WITH THE RIGHTS TO ALANA! Biocide is NOT happy about this backstage! Kerr is going after Turrican. They're switching partners! Is that legal?! The referee is slowly gaining consciousness. Kerr drops Turrican with a German Suplex, and Otaku nails a Snap Suplex on Alana! The referee is up, but very groggy. It's obvious he's forgotten who the teams are! Kerr with the FISHERMAN'S SUPLEX and Otaku with a T-BONE SUPLEX into a PIN AT THE SAME TIME! A DOUBLE PIN! ONE! TWO! THREE! KERR AND OTAKU PINNED THEIR OWN TAG-TEAM PARTNERS!!!

OW: A double pin!

RJ: That means Kerr and Otaku advance as partners!

MH: THAT will be interesting.

OW: It certainly will.

RJ: What's next, former Prez?

MH: We've got a scene of Walter Joseph Kovacs from Russia!

The camera comes up on Kovacs, who is severely jet lagged from his trip. He is carrying his luggage from the carrosels, and doesn't seem to be too happy about it. He makes his way towards the camera man, who is standing next to a limo driver holding up a sign that reads 'Walter Joseph Kovacs'. Kovacs makes his way over, and drops the luggage.

Walter Joseph Kovacs (WJK): I'm Kovacs, so I guess you are the people here to pick me up?

Limo Driver (LD): Yes sir, may I help you with your bags?

WJK: Yeah sure. So, I heard about the camera guy, but I wasn't told that I'd get picked up at the airport, I thought I'd rent a car to drive out to where Peter is.

LD : Peter?

WJK: Mr. Ironovich? The name ring a bell? Anyway, I have to get out to his place to do some training.

LD: Well, where you will be going is very . . . remote. We are going to be taking you only part of the way by limo. Then we'll have to get there by foot. It may take several days before you reach the cabins. It's slow going in the cold of Siberia.

WJK: Don't worry, a little cold is just what I need to start toughening up. So let's get started.

The camera fades as Kovacs and the limo driver take his luggage towards the limo.

RJ: Kovacs seems to be enjoying himself.

OW: We're genuinely happy he's enjoying himself there.

RJ: SERIOUSLY?!

MH: Yes, Jones, because if he's enjoying himself THERE, he's not enjoying himself HERE!

OW: Which makes us happy.

"Run Away" begins and the crowd cheers as Veritas walks down the ramp. Arez follows. They get into the ring and they wait for their opponents.

MH: There's Veritas and Arez.

RJ: Should be a big match.

OW: All these matches are big, Jones.

"Lynchpin" by Fear Factory bears across the speakers. Cyan Dracos walks down the ramp, followed by Scott "Gladiator" Evans.

OW: Cyan Dracos is here!

RJ: Scott Evans is here!

MH: Let's get it on!

Rage Match #6:
Tag-Qualifier
Team No-Show (Arez and Veritas)	versus	Team One-Show (Dracos and Evans)
Dracos and Arez are in the ring first and immediately go at each other. Arez shoves Dracos down but Dracos gets right back up and nails a drop kick taking Arez down. Dracos lifts up Arez and whips him into the corner, following close behind with a big splash. Dracos tries to follow up with a shoulder thrust but Arez moves out of the way, leaving Dracos to run shoulder first into the turnbuckle. Arez tags in Veritas he goes to work on Dracos in the corner. Veritas nails a couple elbows to Dracos in the corner before whipping him viciously to the opposite side. Dracos comes off the turnbuckle stumbling and Veritas takes him down with a clothsline. Arez wants the tag and gets it. Arez going to the top rope… misses a leg drop! Dracos crawls over to Evans who comes in with a fury… Arez charges…. Evans takes him down… Veritas charges… Evans with a drop-kick. Clothsline to Arez… Evans is on fire. Evans lifts up Veritas into a suplex… he's got him way up there.. suplexes him to the outside of the ring! Veritas is hurting! Evans now going after Arez… whips him to the ropes.. and delivers a back body drop! Tag to Dracos… Dracos applies a dragon submission to Arez…Arez is feeling it… Veritas in the ring to break it up! Dracos lifts Arez to his feet… whips him at Veritas… Veritas lands on the outside! Tag to Evans… Evans kicks Arez in the stomach and delivers a DDT. Evans going for the pin… 1…..2…. kickout by Arez. Evans picks him up…Arez nails a low blow! The ref is in Arez's face. Arez ignores him and tags in Veritas… Veritas charges at Evans…Evans ducks… Evans follows up with a clothsline that sends Veritas up and over to the outside! Evans working on Veritas on the outside… removing the mat… suplexes Veritas onto the concrete!! Veritas is hurting! Evans throws him back into the ring… tag to Dracos… Dracos nails a leg drop from the top rope! He tags Evans back in… Evans knocks Arez to the outside… going to the top rope… nails a frog splash from the top! He's going for the cover… 1…. 2…..3. Dracos and Evans move on.

OW: Dracos and Evans take this one!

RJ: Okay ...

MH: That means Arez and Veritas are eliminated!

OW: Well ... umm ... darn.

RJ: But Evans advances!

MH: Yeah.

OW: And?

RJ: That's good!

MH: Right ...

OW: So, Hayes, what have we got?

RJ: Let me guess ... backstage!

MH: Nope, next match.

"Most Likely to Suck" begins and the crowd doesn't know how to react as Satan walks out. He has a microphone, and announces his tag-team partner ... MR. T! The crowd roars as Mr. T walks behind Satan.

OW: HOW DID SATAN DO THAT?!

RJ: AHH! BAD NEWS FOR KNIGHT AND DOE!

MH: I thought it was Bloggs.

RJ: That's what I meant.

"Shinobi versus Dragon Ninja" explodes over the speakers and the crowd boos as "Fred Bloggs" and "John Doe" step out from behind the curtain, walking down the ramp and getting into the ring.

RJ: All right! There's a team to be proud of.

OW: It'd be a disgrace to GCW if they managed to get into SM.

MH: Right.

Rage Match #7:
Tag-Qualifier
ANON. (Fred Bloggs and John Doe)	versus	Losers, Inc. (Satan and Lesnar)
Satan starts things off against Knight, Knight attacks Satan, but Mr. T is in the ring! He grabs Satan and throws him ... he won't be coming down for a while. Mr. T gives the crowd high fives and gets counted out.

MH: ... uhh ...

OW: I PITY DA FOO!

RJ: That RULED!

MH: We're going right to our next match.

"Hate Me Now" begins and the crowd reacts with boos as He Hate Me steps out from behind the curtain and walks down the ramp, getting into the ring.

RJ: He Hate Me versus Fox now.

OW: Should be interesting.

MH: They had quite a rivalry in The Proving Grounds.

"Symbiotic" by Living Sacrifice blares across the speakers and the crowd roars for The Fox. He runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, getting ready for his next match.

OW: There's The Fox!

RJ: Hopefully he gets his *ss kicked.

MH: Let's get this going.

Rage Match #8:
Example Making
He Hate Me	versus	The Fox
He Hate Me and Fox square up in the ring, the crowd definitely behind the Fox in this contest. Fox and He Hate Me circle and finally grapple, He Hate Me quickly gaining the advantage, and giving Fox a slight push off the ropes, which he propels into a big push across the ring. He Hate Me also goes off the ropes and COLLISSION IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! HHM JUST CROSS-BODY BLOCKED FOX WHILE BOTH WERE IN MOTION! WHAT A MOVE! The crowd boos with a ferocity as HHM climbs over and begins nailing rights and lefts on the downed Fox. Fox quickly shoves HHM off and hops to his feet. Fox quickly recovers, and HHM gets to his feet and gets met with a quick forearm from Fox, stunning HHM for a quick second. Fox whips HHM across the ring and sets him up for the SPINEBUSTER! He nails it! The crowd roars and begins chanting "Fox! Fox! Fox!" Fox lifts HHM to his feet and throws him off the ropes into a big hip toss. Fox comes down with the right hands on the downed HHM before the ref makes him step away from He Hate Me for a minute. He Hate Me gets to his feet, but the referee is arguing with Fox! HHM WITH THE QUICK JAB TO FOX WHILE HE'S ARGUING WITH THE REFEREE! Fox stumbles back and DROPKICK! Fox over the top rope and to the floor. HHM backs up off the ropes and uses the ropes to spring to the outside, landing on Fox and leaving both men in a heap on the outside. The ref begins counting, ONE! Both men are still down. Two! He Hate Me is slowly getting to his knees! Three! He Hate Me is up, but Fox is on his knees! Four! He Hate Me makes a move toward the ring BUT FOX GRABS HIS FOOT AND BRINGS HIM DOWN! Five! Fox is up! Six! Fox is laying in the boots to He Hate Me! Seven! Fox whips He Hate Me up the ramp! Eight! Fox follows! Nine! Fox knocks He Hate Me down with a clothesline, and realizes the count. He rushes back to the ring but TEN! Double countout! Draw!

OW: DRAW!

RJ: Aww ... He Hate Me HAD IT!

MH: Fox had it.

OW: Who cares, we've got the next match to go to.

RJ: Are we rushing or something?

MH: We've got frickin ten matches. We have to rush.

OW: Yeah.

"Shinobi versus Dragon Ninja" begins once again and the crowd boos as Alex Knight, with his Georgia Championship, walks down the ramp. He gets into the ring and waits for his opponent, The Crow.

OW: These two had quite a battle on LiveWire this week.

RJ: If you can call anything on LiveWire this week a battle, this would be it.

MH: Most certainly.

"Crawling" by Linkin Park blasts across the arena, but you only hear the beginning note as the crowds screams in delight as Eric "The Crow" Grimm walks down from behind the curtain, getting into the ring.

OW: This man was physically beaten up by our new President, Off Season, and the GCW World Champ, Biocide, last weekend during the RUSH of our lives.

RJ: And what a RUSH it was.

MH: Let's get this show on the road!

Rage Match #9:
Non-Title
Alex Knight	versus	The Crow
The Crow and Alex Knight stand across the ring from each other, both staring each other directly in the eye. The Fred Bloggs costume is off ... and it's just going to be Knight and Crow. Knight makes the first move, a rookie's mistake, and Crow catches him with a quick side suplex and the crowd roars it's approval! The Crow takes it out on Knight with a barrage of right hands, it looks like Uncle Eric is at home right now, because this is The Crow. No mercy being shown by Crow here as he pounds into the head of the young Alex Knight. Knight rolls toward the ropes as the referee gets in between Crow and Knight and forces Crow to back away for a moment as Knight gets to his feet. The referee gets out of the way as Knight charges Crow and SPEAR! Knight spears Crow into the turnbuckle. He lifts Crow up and VERTICAL SUPLEX! The youth is showing the vet how he plays the whole f'n game of GCW! Crow, though, is cerebral enough to get to his feet quickly and knock Knight down with a clothesline and both men are down. Knight and Crow both get up simultaneously and begin exchanging rights, Crow with the open fist, and Knight with a closed. This eventually comes to the referees attention and the referee admonishes Alex Knight for a moment as Crow recovers and Knight argues. The ref backs off and Knight runs at Crow, hiptoss. Crow goes to follow it up, but Knight gets up and BACK BODY DROP OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE FLOOR! Alex Knight climbs over the top rope and hops down to the floor, delivering swift kicks to The Crow's side. The referee stays in the ring and begins counting. NOT A THIRD DOUBLE COUNT OUT TONIGHT! Knight slides in to break up the count at six, and slides back out, nailing right hands on the now up Crow. Knight eventually tosses Crow back in the ring, and by the time Knight gets back in, Crow is up and Crow runs Knight over with a shoulder block that knocks Alex Knight to the ground! The crowd begins chanting for Crow, something that was unimaginable six months ago. The Crow picks Alex Knight up and drops him with a DDT, flips him over and locks in the BlackOut! BlackOut in the center of the ring! Knight is in intense pain, and if he doesn't get to the ropes, he'll either tap or be injured! Knight is desperately crawling to the ropes, and after a moment he grabs them. Crow releases quickly and comes at Knight with kicks to the side. He helps Knight up, but quickly nails a Greco-Roman throw on Knight! Knight holds his back and Crow comes with more boots. Alex Knight is NOT in good shape. KNIGHT ROLLS CROW UP, HE HAS THE TIGHTS! ONE! TWO! TWO AND NINE TENTHS CONTINUED ... NO! CROW KICKS OUT! CROW KICKS OUT! The crowd roars and Crow is LIVID in the ring. Knight begs off a bit and LOW-BLOW! The referee didn't see it! Crow goes down to his knees and KNIGHT WITH A SIDEKICK TO THE TEMPLE! Crow's GOT to be out. Knight with the pin! One! Two! NO! NO! HOW IN THE HELL DID CROW KICK OUT? Crow uses the ropes to get to his feet as Alex Knight argues with the referee again. The referee is getting extremely agitated with Alex Knight and the argument continues, giving Crow time to recover. Alex Knight signals for the Divine Intervention, and turns toward Crow ... HE'S RUN DOWN LIKE A DEER BY A TRUCK! BIG shoulderblock and The Crow locks on a figure-four leglock on Alex Knight! Things aren't looking good for Knight, he'll HAVE to tap. Crow's putting pressure on dozens of pressure points on the lower parts of the body. Knight tries his hardest and manages to flip it over. Crow grabs the ropes quickly, and Knight is forced to let go. Both men get up and begin exchanging blows again. Knight's feet are swept out from under him by a quick spinning kick from the ground by Crow. Crow signals for it and lifts Alex Knight to his feet. He kicks him in the gut, grabs his hair, and pulls him back into Destiny Destroyer position! REVERSED into Destiny Destroyer position by Knight! Crow gets free! A quick boot by Crow! DDT! He picks up Alex Knight again, bends him over backwards, DESTINY DESTROYER! The crowd counts along with the referee and The Crow. One, two, three!

OW: The Crow wins!

RJ: NOOOOOOO!

MH: What a convincing win for our hero, The Crow. He's certainly doing a good job getting ready for Biocide!

OW: Are you two ready for the main-event tonight?

RJ: It's going to be disgusting, I'm going to have to cover my eyes.

MH: You big p*ssy.

OW: Well, apparently our President has a message for us before our main-event.

"Superstar" by Saliva starts up and the boos come raining down as the Off Season walks down, pipe in mouth, in his suit and tie. He ignores the crowd, grabbing a microphone and getting into the ring.

OS: Fans, shut up. Most honorable staff member, wheel him down, would you? I've got an announcement to make.

A staff member walks out from backstage, pulling something. He's pulling what seems to be a portable hospital bed ... with someone in it! Off Season helps lift it into the ring, and the camera zooms in on the bed, showing Alex Awesome within it.

OS: You see, tonight, I figured that I'd do this in our honor, Alex. I figured that tonight we would make another huge announcement, much like last week. What do you think, Alex?

Off Season holds the mic up to Awesome's mouth, and of course it's silent, as he can't speak right now.

OS: What a pity ... you can't give your opinions. You know, for once Alex ... it's nice to hear you silent. It's nice to know I can do whatever the hell I want without your constant bitching. You are NOTHING, Alex Awesome. You did NOTHING for my career, and did NOTHING for your own. You can sit in your hospital bed all you want, you know this is the last time you're ever going to be in a Global Championship Wrestling ring. I'm GLAD Kovacs put you here. You deserved it for all you put me through. Now I don't have to worry about YOU taking credit for MY work.

Off Season says this with ferocity.

OS: You don't matter anymore. None of the people of the past matter anymore. None of my mentors, none of you. You're all gone now. The world is a better place. Now it's just me, and the wrestlers, and the fans. And I rule the two latters.

"Time to Play the Game" can be heard being said across the arena, and "Play the Game" begins. The crowd roars as they KNOW who's returning again. It's *RESPECTIVELY BANNED*, hereby going by the name of Triple H. HHH gets into the ring, and grabs a microphone.

Triple H (HHH): Strike, Strike, Strike. You never figured it out, did you? Oh wait, I forgot, you're Off Season now. You see, Off Season. The thing that GCW USED to be about was friendship, allegiance. You're turning GCW into a destructive, everyone-for-themselves, chaotic balance. That doesn't go over well. I'm here to inform you that I am the second stockholder. I am one of the three men that bought up Masked Marauder's stock after Wrestlebowl. I'm allowed to be here because I'm a stockholder, and you can't kick me out!

Off Season is livid.

HH: I am a person of the past, Off Season. I am the man who taught you everything you know. Obviously you went past my expectations for you. I never thought you would be President of the Company. The fact of the matter is this, Strike, by doing that last Sunday do you know what you did?

Off Season stares.

OS: I'm curious, HHH. What'd I do?

Triple H continues.

HHH: Strike, you made yourself worse than Mosall or Executioner could ever have become ...

Off Season's eyes get big and SPEAR! OFF SEASON TAKES DOWN TRIPLE H! RIGHT HANDS TO THE FOREHEAD OF HHH! The crowd chants for HHH by his other name. HHH shoves Off Season off and they both are on their feet hammering each other with rights and lefts. HHH TAKES STRIKE DOWN WITH AN ELEVATED KNEE AND LIFTS OFF SEASON TO HIS KNEES ... LOW-BLOW BY OFF SEASON! The crowd boos as Off Season gets to his feet. He smiles and drops HHH with a pumphandle DDT! He lifts him up. POWERBOMB! He lifts him up again, and sets him up for the Pedigree ... CRACK! OFF SEASON STUMBLES FORWARD, and HHH falls to the ground! IT'S PENDLETON! PENDLETON WITH THE SINGAPORE CANE! Pendleton is nailing Off Season with the Singapore Cane! Off Season goes down! Biocide runs down the ramp, but he's intercepted by The Crow! The Crow with a big right hand, clothesline by The Crow on Biocide, knocking Biocide into the crowd. Biocide and Crow battle up through the crowd as Pendleton nails Off Season across the back with that cane. DIVINE INTERVENTION! DIVINE INTERVENTION! Pendleton goes down! It's Alex Knight, Ross Majors, Alex Kerr, and Jon Doe! What are they doing down here?! They help Off Season to his feet, and Off Season grabs a microphone.

OS: What I was meaning to say, Alex, is that in spite of you, Blood, Incorporated lives on. Let me present you with the KNIGHT of your life. Alex Knight, Alex Kerr, Ross Majors, and Jon Doe ... NEW BLOOD, INCORPORATED!

The crowd boos with a ferocity, and Off Season lifts HHH to his feet, knee to the gut ... STRIKE THREE! The crowd boos as Off Season and the New Blood clean up the mess in the ring and the staff gets ready for the next match.

OW: Off Season wins again!

RJ: Not really ... what about Biocide?

MH: Oh, he's backstage getting clobbered by Crow.

OW: Or up in the crowd somewhere. Let's get to Foley versus Raziel!

"ALL I EVER WANTED WAS..." blares over the speakers as the sold out crowd comes to their feet. Foleys theme, appropriately penned by Twiztid continues as the Hardcore Legend steps from the shadows. Whats this, hes wearing his old colors, the GCW Cactus Jack shirt. He raises his hands to the crowd in classic style, yelling "BANG BANG!"After that much, he makes no other motion, focused too much on the match than the fans he loves. He circles around the ring, taking time to examine its current condition, before finally climbing the ladder to the platform suspended above.

OW: Mick Foley is in the attire of Cactus Jack tonight.

RJ: I don't think the Cactus Jack persona could save Foley from Raziel tonight.

MH: We shall see.

"Angel of Death" begins and the crowd is half and half for Raziel. He walks down the ramp slowly, and climbs up the ladder a bit apprehensively, getting to the platform and staring down Mick Foley as this match is about to begin!

OW: Might Raziel be a bit scared?

RJ: Wouldn't YOU be a bit scared if you were in a match like this?

MH: I don't think he's scared, I think he's unsure.

"Symbiotic" blares over the speakers as The Fox makes his entrance, with a singapore cane and steel chair in tow. He sets the chair up facing the curtains, give Foley a thumbs up, then sits with singapore cane in hand ready for any would be intruders.

RJ: INTERFERENCE! CALL THE MATCH!

OW: This match is happening, Jones ...

MH: And it's happening RIGHT NOW, EVEN though it's Unsanctioned, andd the honored main-event was Crow against Knight!

Rage Match #10:
Japanese Spidernet
Mick Foley	versus	Raziel (c)
The two shake hands as the match begins, then moving into stance as they circle precariously around the large hole leading towards the spidernet. They finally tie up near a neutral corner, struggling against each other until Raziel lays in a hammer to Foleys back. Not to be outdone, Foley goes to one knee and lays in a stiff uppercut, sending a dazed Raziel straight up. They begin trading blows, punch for punch, hit for hit, until finally Foley hooks him for a suplex. Raziel tries to fight out of it, knowing it might send him into the wire earlier than he thought, but Foley will not be denied. Foley lifts him in a hanging vertical suplex, and the crowd lets out a loud "OH" as they land, wait no ones in the wire? Raziels feet land on the other side of the circle, and he bridges up, twisting Foley around as well. The two release, both almost falling into the pit of their own accord.They circle around again, but Raziel takes over this time, giving Foley a swift kick to the stomach, and then hiptosses him towards the circle. What happens next is a combination of sounds, boards breaking, razor wire tearing into flesh, and glass breaking as Foley crashes down onto the lighttube filled ring floor, taking out one entire side of the platform in the process. Blood streaming from the many holes in his flesh, Foley reaches up and grabs Raziels feet, dragging him down into the wire as well. Foley pulls Raziel up, giving him as hard a haymaker as anyones ever seen, and then dropping him with a quick cradle piledriver. Blood now soaks the clothing of both men as they battle back and forth throughout the treacherous razor sharp ring. Raziel seems to be taking the brunt of the damage as Foley puts him in a headlock, grinding his forehead in a strand of the wire. Raziel starts his comeback, laying in some sharp elbows into Foleys ribs, enough that he releases the hold and takes a hiptoss straight into a nasty web of wire. You can see the pained expression of his crimson mask of a face, as he stands, only for Raziel to come off the top with a flying crossbody, sending both of them crashing into the razor wire. Both men lay prone, but the count doesn't begin because there must be a winner in this type of match. The crowd begins a chant that starts small, but soon has everyone in the arena chanting "FO-LEY! FO-LEY! FO-LEY!..." A single hand raises, and the crowd is on its feet as the Long Islander crawls to his feet. If he could manage to stay standing for a count of 10, the match would be his, but thats not Foley's way and the crowd knows it. With every ounce of strength he has left, Foley pulls himself back up onto the remains of the platform, and raises his arm towards the crowd, which is now going apeshit as they know whats coming. Foley takes two steps, and launches himself in the air, coming down with the OLD SCHOOL ELBOW ON THE WIRE! It seems like an eternity as the crowd is on its feet, waiting for signs of life from any wrestler, until finally, one of them stands. ITS FOLEY! The ten count begins as Foley struggles to remain on his feet, and the crowd roars as the count ends. NEW UNSANCTIONED CHAMPION! NEW UNSANCTIONED CHAMPION! Foley falls to his knees, and Fox sprints down the ring to help his partner to the back as EMTs swarm Raziel. Foley puts the belt over his shoulder, and then stops the EMS as they begin wheeling Raziel up the ramp on a stretcher. Foley looks at Raziel, then at his newly won title, then at the ring, and finally back to Raziel as he raises his opponents and, met by huge cheers from the crowd.