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The Lights go dim in the small arena and then flash a few times as Drugs, by little Kim hit the PA system, slightly muffled the word never a flaw could be heard in the music as the beat started to progress with no lyrics Flex Buffington stepped out from behind the curtain. The beat picked up as he made his way down the long thin aisle way a big smile on his face. As he got to ringside he made a short jaunt to right. A beautiful girl sat front row and Flex could not miss this opportunity. So he walked over in her direction, stood on a chair and posed right in front of her. The fans cheered and she smiled looking at him with interest, but before she could say anything, he jumped of the chair and slide in the ring with a great big smile on his face he hopped onto the corner and posed for the fans.

Roselyn Peters: “Introducing first weighing in at 236 pounds he hails from Seattle, Washington. FLEXXXXX BUFFINGTON!” She exclaimed, as his music slowly faded and the lights went dim again.

Rumble Young Man Rumble hits the speakers and the crowd rises to there feet cheering for one of there favorite faces in the GWA.

I am sicker than Sick'Wid'It
DON'T listen just picture it
HOW vivid this picture it
ME gifted and living this
NO gimmicks or images
I spit and deliver it
LIKE no one that's living s**t (AYE)
Straight from the ground y'all you dig?
Close to where the groundhogs live
Where the police hound y'all kids
Arrest and give out long bids
From where they keep the four squeeze the four
Hustle all day in the streets so long
If the feds ever decide to come
We all going down for the motherfing reaper law

The Silver Flame him self steps out from behind the curtain and throws his arms up out and over his head as the beat picks up. The crowd is electric cheering for a man who comes out and fights for them every night. Ice holds the pose for a couple of seconds letting the chorus catch up with him.

I was taught be smart stay humble
I was taught be hard don't fumble
I was taught in these concrete jungle
Rumble young man rumble
I was taught stay hard as they come dude
I was taught any problems confront you
I was taught in these concrete jungle
Rumble young man rumble

Ice breaks the pose and stands still looking out into the fans whom he respects so much. He then makes his way down the isle leading to the ring slapping hands with as many fans as he can before he leaps onto the ring apron and stops for a second getting a good look at the fans.

Greater than great I am
YES haters they hate I am
WHAT playing I play to win
PLUS still I remain up in
THE hood I came up in
BUT the hood I came up in
SCREWED since haters done came up in YUP (AYE)
From my date of birth hun'
'Til my day in the dirt come
I remain the earth's one
YES the matrix's first son
Toast to the good day to the bad day
To the good yay' to the bad yay'
To the time the s**t was mixed up
I had good yay' on a bad day

He gives it a couple of seconds before once again throwing up his arms up and out letting the people with the cameras get the shots they need. The crowd continues to cheer as he drops the pose, leaps over the top rope and lands in the ring where he runs up the southeast turnbuckle and looks out into the crowd once again feeding off of them.

I was taught be smart stay humble
I was taught be hard don't fumble
I was taught in these concrete jungle
Rumble young man rumble
I was taught stay hard as they come dude
I was taught any problems confront you
I was taught in these concrete jungle
Rumble young man rumble

Ice hops off of the turnbuckle and cracks his neck before turning to his opponent in Flex Buffington.

“And his opponent, hailing from Charlotte North Carolina, he is the Silver Flame, ICE!”

The crowd cheers for Ice as the ref enters the ring and signals for the bell.

DING,DING,DING.

The two men circled the ring together looking for the perfect opportunity to strike. None was found so they both met in the middle with a simple collar and elbow tie up. Flex being the bigger of the two in weight and in height quickly got the upper hand and pulled Ice into a strong headlock. Ice felt the squeezing of Flex’s semi-muscular arms, so he quickly gave him a jab in the stomach. Flex recoiled a bit but never let go of the hold so he tightened his grip and then pulled him over in a headlock takedown. Ice reached out and tried to grab a rope but he was smack dab in the middle of the ring. So he began to push Flex’s head back and he wrapped his legs around it. Making flex fall into a head scissors, Flex quickly rolled to his stomach and got on all fours he posted his hands and then jumped from right to left, to right again he then jumped up pulling his head out from between his foes legs and stood there. The fans erupted with applause at this small sequence of moves. Flex stepped back to allow Ice to stand.

Claire Robertson: “What an amazing amount of counters and reversals this will be a very good technical match.”

Flex went up to Ice and put out his hand to settle up with a good old fashioned hand shake. Ice thought for a moment and declined to shake Flex’s hand. The fans Booed loudly but Flex didn’t really care. They circled up again and entered a second collar and elbow tie up this time Ice acted first he pulled Flex’s arm in and threw him over his body in a fantastic arm drag. Flex quickly got to his feet and delivered an arm drag of his own. Ice got to his feet and jumped at Flex, Flex moved the right but still Ice caught his arm and delivered another arm drag. Flex quickly got to his feet only to see Ice charge again this time Flex caught him in a hip toss and slammed him to the mat grabbing the arm into an arm bar. With force Flex quickly began wrenching down on his foes arm.

Claire Robertson: “wow these to are all about the face passed arm drags of the lucha libre styling.”
Drake Clancy: “Back in my day we didn’t give arm drags we were to busy fighting for stuff like that to be used.”

Flex releases the hold and goes to the ropes and gives the fans a good Flex but Ice wasn’t pleased with his taunting so he charged him. Flex turned around and received a nasty kick to the gut from Ice that sent him in-between the middle and top ropes and to the ground below. Flex hit the ground below but recovers rather quickly back to his feet as Ice propels him self over the top rope and comes crashing down on top of the new comer Flex Buffington. They both crash to the ground and the crowd cheers for the high risk move that they have just witnessed. Ice is to his feet rather quickly and plays to the crowd for a bit before lifting Flex back up and rolling him under the bottom rope and into the ring. Flex stumbles back to his feet as Ice climbs the apron, and springs off of the top ropes looking for a Crossbody. Flex however sees this coming and ducks it leaving Ice to fly over him and hit the mat hard. Flex smiles and points to his head showing that he’s very proud of his dodge.

Flex shows off for another second or so before lifting the Silver Flame to his feet and whipping him into the ropes. Ice hit’s the cables hard and comes back right into a huge Clothesline-NO, Ice ducks the lariat and hits the far ropes before coming back and nailing Flex in the stomach with a huge knee making Flex flip over Ice’s knee and hit the mat. The crowd pops for this, most of them soundly behind Ice as Ice him self follows in Flex’s example and points to his own head showing how smart he him self could be. Ice doesn’t make the mistake of giving Flex a lot of time to recover as he lifts Buffing to his feet and whips him into the turnbuckle. Ice then sprints at him leaps into air before driving his fist into the face of Buffington. As Flex stumbles out of the turnbuckle Ice then grabs his head under his arm and falls back driving it into the mat with a DDT. Ice then covers one half of the ‘G Unit’ looking to end the match here. 1….2…Flex kicks out. Ice sits up almost with a smile on his face before standing to his feet and leaps to the top of the turnbuckle turning his back around and pointing out into the crowd signaling for a huge move. Ice bends his knees and leaps backwards hitting a CORCKSCREW MOONS-FLEX ROLLS TO HIS SIDE! Again, Flex Buffington shows smarts beyond his experience and rolls to the side leaving Ice to once again collide with the mat hard.

Flex rolls back over and quickly covers Ice looking to really capitalize on Ice’s folly. 1…2-Ice kicks up! Buffing curses under his breath and lifts Ice to his feet before chopping him hard in the chest. Ice staggers back and then delivers a chop of his own to the chest of Flex Buffington. Buffington cringes and elbows Ice in the face. Ice shrugs it off and delivers a low kick to the back of the knee of Flex. Flex hops up and down in pain and puts his foot down once again before chopping Ice hard once again. Ice shakes his head and delivers another loud chop that makes the crowd yell out ‘WOOOOOO’. Flex takes the pain and them buffs up flexing his muscles trying to show Ice that he wasn’t afraid of him. Ice looks at the new comer and sighs scratching the back of his head, trying to decide what to make of Flex. He looks out into the crowd, shrugs, and kicks Flex hard in the back of the leg again and again and again until Buffington is hoping on one leg again in pain. Ice then back up, hits the low rope behind him, and springs forward delivering a low drop kick to the good leg of Buffington dropping him forward and onto his face. Ice then gets back to his feet fast as Flex gets to his knees and hits the ropes behind Flex before coming back and giving him a huge Shining Wizard to the back of the head that drops Flex again to his stomach. Ice then covers Flex again trying to end the match. 1…2….Flex kicks out at the last second.

Ice sits up again but this time lifts Buffington up with him and lifts him up for a quick snap Suplex. Ice spins his hips and lifts Buffington back up before kneeing him in the stomach once, twice, three times and then hitting another snap Suplex on Flex. Again Ice spins his hips and lifts Flex back up before dropping down and lifting Flex up in a standing fireman carry. But before Ice can spin him off and hit the Sub-Zero Cutter, Buffington slides off of Ice’s shoulder and lands behind him where he locking in a full nelson on the Silver Flame, lifts him up, and drives him back down hitting a huge Full Nelson Bomb on Ice. But instead of following up on Ice, Buffington gets to his feet and flexes his right arm before kissing him bicep and waiting for Ice to get to his feet. When he does, Flex hits the ropes behind him and springs forward looking to kill Ice wit a CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL-NO ICE DUCKS IT, waits for Flex to turn around, and LEVELS HIM WITH A HUGE ARTIC FLASH!

Flex falls to the mat like a rock and holds his neck working it out after the Full nelson Bomb. Ice looks out into the crowd before taking a s point stance in the corner. The crowd knows what Ice is going for a cheers as Flex gets to his feet holding his jaw and turns around in time to SIDE STEP THE ICEBERG SPEAR! Ice stops him self before going into the turnbuckle, pushing up off of it, and leaps backwards over Flex as he turns around. Ice then Grabs Flex’s shoulder and leaps into the air planting his knees into Buffington’s back hitting the Lungblower! Flex rolls over onto his stomach holding his back in pain as Ice springs back up to his feet and lifts Flex back up. Flex staggers in the middle of the ring and Ice stares at him for a couple of seconds trying to decide how to finish him before hitting the ropes behind him and SLAUGHTERING FLEX WITH THE DIAMOND STORM! Flex is spun and then driven into the mat with a modified spear and Ice hooks Flex’s leg looking to end it. 1…2…3 DING DING DING!

Ice sits up off of Flex and stands to his feet still holding his neck a bit as his music begins to play and the crowd cheers for the Silver Flame’s victory. Ice rests against the ropes for a second before looking down at his opponent. He smiles for a second before reaching down and offering his hand to Flex. Flex takes it and ice helps him to his feet showing the new comer a bit of respect. “Not bad, keep working on it.” Ice tells the new comer before rolling out of the ring and walking down the isle with another victory under his belt.

Roselyn Peters: Ladies and gentlemen, the following tag team match is scheduled for one fall!!

We Are One by Slapshock played throughout the venue, the crowd knew who would come out from behind the curtain.

When Craig Morgan walked out of the curtain, he was greeted by boos. When Bryan entered behind him, the boos went louder, and a group of people were chanting "Screw the Morgans!".

how can you follow me down
to a world that is nothing for you
you're hearing all these voices around
i keep on screaming, repeating the sound
(your sick)

Roselyn: Introducing first, weighing in at a combined weight of 565 lbs., The team of Bryan and Craig Morgan, The Morgan brothers!!

won't you go down now
send your face to the ground
(your sick)
you keep on pushing me away

The Morgan brothers walked towards the ring. When they were in front of it, they stopped a few seconds. Then Craig slid into the ring as Bryan went over the ropes.

we are the people that you hate
we are the people you can't embrace
we are the one's you love to hate
we are one
(go)

We Are One faded out as another song started to play over the PA.

Roselyn: And their opponents...

The crowd erupts in cheers as Headstrong by Trapt plays, Heather Shannon emerging from behind the curtains. She heads to the center of the stage, Jaice Wilds and Chris Angel charging out from opposite sides of the curtain. Heather drops to one knee, and Jaice takes the cue. He flips over Heather, running half way down the ramp and turning to face his partners. Angel helps Shannon to her feet, the two joining Jaice mid ramp.

Roselyn: Weighing in at 408 lbs, being accompanied by Heather "Ska Feather" Shannon, the team of Jaice Wilds and Chris Angel, the Xtreme World Order!!

They charge down to the ring, Angel and Wilds sliding in under the bottom rope as Heather heads for the steps. The Morgan Brothers start towards their opponents, but stop as Heather walks in front of her boys. The Morgan Bros may be mean, but they won't hurt a girl unless absolutely necessary. Or on accident. Jaice and Chris head to opposite sides of the ring, climbing their respective turnbuckles. They each backflip off, landing ring center. They look to the Morgan Bros, a staredown ensuing.

DING DING DING

Wilds and Angel turn to each other, Angel allowing Wilds the first go. Bryan and Craig yell back and forth until Bryan gives up, leaving Craig and Jaice to start the match. Jaice is still upset over the Morgan Bros' interference after the SotF/xWo match at Seeking the Crown, squinting his eyes a bit at Craig. Craig doesn't seem to give half a s**t as he heads to ring center to meet his smaller opponent. Jaice looks up at Craig, no fear in his eyes, and the two continue to stare each other down. After a few seconds, Craig gets bored and shoves Jaice, the Wild One falling back a couple steps. Craig takes a few steps forward to continue, but is stopped short by a dropkick from Jaice. He stumbles back, Jaice hopping back to his feet and propelling himself off a rope, nailing Craig with a flying clothesline. Craig goes down for a few seconds as Jaice hops to his feet again, running over and dropkicking Bryan as he attempts to interefere. Craig has started to his feet as Jaice turns, Heather and Chris cheering on from the apron.

Craig gets to his feet, Jaice charging up for a shining wizard. Craig ducks his head, Jaice flying over. Craig gets to his feet, facing Wilds, who holds his knee but gets up soon after. Craig walks up behind him, Angel calling out a warning. It's too late, however, as Jaice turns around and recieves a boot to the gut. Craig grabs Jaice around the waist, hoisting him up with a belly-to-belly suplex!! Jaice is launched half way across the ring, landing hard on his back. Craig stands and heads over to where Jaice lay, grabbing his hair. He hoists Jaice to his feet, distracted for a second by the ref telling him to drop Jaice's hair, but it's enough. Jaice lays a hard elbow into Craig's gut, the bigger man bending down. Jaice places him in a side headlock, jumping up and spinning him around for a DDT! Jaice jumps up, Bryan starting out of his corner. Angel steps in, hitting a lariat to Bryan Morgan, then heading back to his corner with Jaice. Jaice tags Chris in, the Fallen Angel ready for action.

Bryan starts to his feet, Angel planting one... two... three fists to his temple. Bryan falls, Angel dropkicking him out of the ring. He turns, looking for Craig. He doesn't see him anywhere, so he turns to face Jaice... AND RIGHT INTO A BIG BOOT FROM CRAIG!!! Angel goes down, the ref stopping Wilds from interfering. As the ref is distracted, Bryan sneaks in, Craig picking Angel up to his feet. Jaice tries to tell the ref, but he's too busy keeping Jaice out and doesn't notice, Bryan nailing Angel in the nads with a low blow!! Bryan slides out as Angel drops, Jaice exiting the ring. The ref turns, Jaice heading back in as he slides in for a count.

1... 2... Jaice breaks the pin with an elbow to Craig's head.

Bryan follows into the ring, running up to Jaice. Jaice doesn't notice, Bryan nailing Jaice with a clothesline across the back of the neck. Craig gets up, Bryan barking orders. Craig yells back, the brothers starting to argue. Bryan slaps Craig across the face, yelling something at him. Craig shakes it off and nods, picking Jaice up to his feet. Bryan slaps Jaice across the face, Craig ducking down. He lifts Jaice onto his shoulders, Bryan heading to the nearest turnbuckle. As Bryan ascends to the second rope, Jaice starts coming to, realizing what's happening. Bryan jumps off the turnbuckle, looking for a flying clothesline... BUT JAICE REVERSES!! Jaice shifts his weight, hitting a modified hurricanrana on Craig, Bryan crashing to the mat as he misses the clothesline!! Heather has pulled Angel to the xWo corner, calling to Jaice. The Wild One heads to his corner, the Morgan Bros. soon getting to their feet. Jaice manages to make it to his corner, grabbing the tag rope and making himself the legal man for his team.

As Craig stands to his feet, Jaice charges up to hit him with a bulldog. He gets to his feet and turns, Bryan Morgan landing a huge back chop to Jaice's chest, the wind being knocked out of the Wild One. Wilds falls back, tripping over Craig. Bryan lifts his brother, leaning him on the ropes as Jaice starts back to one knee. Bryan gets behind Jaice, planting a knee into his back and bending his arms back into a surfboard stretch. Jaice yells out in pain, but the ref refuses to count any submission as Craig is the legal man. Angel starts to recover in his corner as Craig Morgan regains his composure, Heather Shannon running over to aid her team. While the ref tries to break Bryan's hold on Jaice, Heather jumps onto the apron, grabbing Craig's head and dropping to the floor, sending Craig to the mat with a guillotine!! Bryan lets Jaice go, the ref didn't notice and thus doesn't call the DQ. Bryan heads to the outside, Heather starting to walk away. Craig and Jaice are a few feet apart as the ref starts to count them out, Bryan stalking Heather.

1... 2... 3...

Jaice moves a bit, the pain shooting through his body. Craig moves an arm, grasping his throat.

4... 5...

Bryan Morgan is just an arm's reach away from Heather, a sick grin crossing his face. Jaice starts to grab for the ropes, not finding any nearby.

6... 7... 8...

Bryan shoots an arm out, grabbing Heather's shoulder. He spins her around, clutching her throat. By this time, he doesn't realize Chris Angel has recovered, as the Fallen Angel leaps up for a DIVING CLOTHESLINE!! Bryan releases Heather as he drops to the floor, Jaice has finally reached the ropes as Angel looks over.

9...

Jaice gets to one knee, Craig starting to roll over on the mat. He manages to get to his feet, breaking the count but still weary, holding the ropes. Angel checks on Heather before starting in on Bryan, planting two kicks to the back of his head. He heads to the nearby announce table, jumping on top and watching Bryan. Jaice stumbles off the ropes a bit as Craig gets to one knee, Jaice falling back against the ropes. He rebounds, charging at the other side of the ring, rebounding off those ropes and coming back at Craig. Craig looks up just in time to watch Jaice's knee collide with his face with a SHINING WIZARD!!! Craig falls back, Bryan just starting to his feet on the outside. Angel jumps, hitting Bryan with a CROSS BOD... NO!! Bryan reacts just in time to catch Angel, falling back a couple steps before planting the Fallen Angel with a powerslam!!! Heather attempts to aid Angel, nailing Bryan in the back of the head with a few forearms, but Bryan fights back with an elbow to the head. Heather stumbles back, shakes off the attack and runs towards Bryan, who has turned to face the Ska Feather. He throws a knee to her gut, the diva bending, and he places her in a standing head scissors. He lifts her onto his shoulders, Shannon letting out a scream for help. Jaice gets up and stares in terror as Bryan sends Heather through the announce table with a huge powerbomb!!!

Craig is still out of it, and the anger in Jaice's face shows as he looks on at Bryan's dirty work. He charges at the ropes, jumping over the top rope and clearing it beautifully, Bryan turning around into a FLYING SENTON SPLASH!!! Bryan goes down, Jaice's weight being pressed down onto him as he hits the floor. Jaice struggles to one knee, looking at Bryan, then turning to check on his partners. By this point, Craig had recovered enough to slide out of the ring on the opposite side, searching for something under the ring. Angel starts to his feet, Jaice yelling at him to check on Heather. Angel nods, looking to Heather, checking on his unconcious partner. Jaice rolls back into the ring, looking for Craig Morgan. Craig slides into the ring, the ref trying to stop him. As Jaice walks over, Craig fights with the ref, the referee finally managing to release Craig's grasp on a street sign. As the ref throws the sign out of the ring, Jaice walks up and starts yelling at Craig... AND GETS NAILED WITH A LIGHT TUBE!!! Craig laughs, the street sign doing its job as a distraction, Jaice falling to the mat with blood running down the side of his head. Craig takes the cover, Angel noticing on the outside. He starts towards the ring, not noticing Bryan recovering.

1... 2... THREe.. NO!! Angel slides in with a dropkick, just barely stopping the count.

Craig starts to his feet, Angel throwing a left hook to Craig's face. Craig falls on his a**, Angel lunging at him and starting in with some face shots. Bryan, meanwhile on the outside, has gone to the announce table to steal a chair, sliding it into the ring and following after. The ref is trying to pry Angel off of Craig, not noticing the other Morgan Brother coming up behind him. He turns to face the announcer... AND IS SMACKED IN THE HEAD WITH THE CHAIR!!! The ref falls to the mat, Bryan laughing as Angel jumps off of Craig and slides out of the ring. Bryan helps Craig to his feet, showing his brother his dirty work. He motions to the outside, Craig obviously understands as he climbs out. Angel starts towards Craig, but Bryan follows close behind inside the ring, waving the steel chair. Craig grabs a steel chair of his own, turning as Angel starts away from the Morgan Brothers. Bryan charges across the ring, sliding out the opposite side. Craig and Bryan have Chris cornered, the Fallen Angel having only one possible escape. As the brothers charge at him, Angel slides into the ring, charging across and sliding out the other side. Bryan and Craig follow, but stop as they reach the fallen Jaice. Bryan looks at his felled opponent, yelling at Craig. Craig drops his chair, laying Jaice across it. Angel starts in, but Bryan turns to face him with the chair. Angel is helpless to watch as Bryan lays his chair across Jaice's chest, sandwiching the Wild One between the chairs.

Craig heads to the top turnbuckle, suddenly stopping as he notices a figure running down the entrance ramp. Bryan turns, and BRYAN KUTTERMAN HAS ENTERED THE RING!!! The Bryans start in on each other, Craig getting ready to jump. Angel takes the distraction from Kutterman, jumping ont the apron and running up to Craig's corner, tripping the Morgan onto the turnbuckle. He takes the first chair off of Jaice, walking over and slamming it onto the head of Craig Morgan. Craig fades, just barely hanging on to the turnbuckle. Kutterman, meanwhile, has just hit a big boot to Bryan Morgan, the latter falling to hsi back as Kutterman drops a leg across his throat. He then lifts Bryan, placing him into a side headlock and lifting him, planting him with a stalling vertical suplex!! He heads to the outside, searching for something as Bryan Morgan writhes on the mat.

In other action across the ring, Angel has slid Jaice off the other chair, picking it up and unfolding it. He unfolds the chair he used on Craig before, placing them side by side in front of the turnbuckle. He turns to Craig, who is still out from the chair shot, placing him into a side headlock. Angel lifts Craig, bringing him back with a SUPERPLEX INTO THE CHAIRS!!! Craig is as good as gone, the ref starting to come to.

The crowd then roars, Angel looking around to see what's going on, chants of "Kutterman!!" echoing through the arena. Angel looks on as Kutterman slides into the ring, his barbed wire bat in hand. He waits for Bryan Morgan to get to one knee before taking a full swing, nailing the Morgan Brother in the head. Bryan goes down, now bloodied from Kutterman's attack. Kutterman turns to Craig, the ref starting to one knee, shaking off Bryan's chair shot. Kutterman notices, stopping for a second before sliding a limp Wilds over Bryan Morgan's near dead body, sliding out of the ring. The ref slides in, Angel smiling weakly as his unconcious partner wins the match.

1!!! 2!!! 3!!!!

DING DING DING

Roselyn: Here are your winners, Jaice Wilds and Chris Angel, the xWo!!!

As Roselyn finishes, Bryan Kutterman slips back into the ring, a ladder and his bat in hand. He takes one of the chairs already in the ring, laying it out just off ring center. He lays Bryan Morgan's body across it, laying the ladder on top of him. He drags Craig's body on top of the ladder, placing the other chair over him. He climbs the turnbuckle, Angel sliding Wilds out of the ring as the xWo get away from the action. The ref starts in but stops, knowing that Kutterman will not be stopped at this point. Kutterman flies off the turnbuckle, landing a huge MOONSAULT to the Morgan Brothers!!! Both brothers let out a small cry before laying completely limp, Bryan Kutterman slowly getting to his feet and calling for a mic. A sick grin crosses his face as he speaks.

Kutterman: You two spazzes think you're hardcore?? You sons of a b***h don't have a clue as to what hardcore really means!! But I have given you two a taste... JUST a taste... of what it means to be hardcore. But if you two punks think you have what it takes to be hardcore, then I challenge your pathetic asses to a hardcore match at GWA's next show!! The Morgan Bitches vs Bryan Kutterman, no DQ. I'll see you then, ******** "I Will Be Heard" blares over the PA, Kutterman dropping the mic and heading up the entrance ramp. As his music fades, two questions light the minds of the fans. One, will the Morgan Brothers accept Kutterman's challenge? and Two, what kind of madness will ensue when these three meet in the ring??

Roselyn enters the ring, the crowd immediately getting excited, knowing that this re-match has a lot riding on it.

Roselyn: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a sixty-minute time limit! Your referee is Justin Mayfair."

Mayfair gets a negative reaction as usual, but not with the same ferocity the crowd gives Peter London, instead only booing loudly for the ref as he attempts to ignore them. As usual, though, their attention wavers as an entrance begins, looking over towards the aisle.

A hyper-fast, blistering thrash riff comes through the speakers as the lights flash to a red color, white strobe lights flashing on the curtain at a rapid pace. Again, this is a new theme the crowd isn't familiar with, though they can guess who is using it. Soon, the rest of the guitars and the drums enter the song, only adding to the chaotic feel of the song. "Temp of the Damned" by Exodus blares through the speakers, continuing this thrashy intro until going silent for just a second or two, the lights shutting out...And then coming right back on as the first verse begins and the Apostles throw open the curtain.

When you feel the darkness calling out your name
Don't try to fight the power surge
Don't you laugh, for this is not a game
You're powerless, don't resist the urge

Steve "Zetro" Souza's intense screaming vocals overlap the music as the two men walk out into the aisle, the strobing lights turning to follow them. Dar is his usual composed self, while Revision is headbanging wildly, air-guitaring the main riff. Dar starts to walk forward as the crowd boos the two of them, then turns to see that Revision is still caught up in the music, finally just shaking his head and reaching down to lift the Rock Icon up onto his shoulder, carrying him down the aisle against his protests.

So many black hearts answering the call
Legions of the musically possessed
Congregations joining in our free-for-all
Releasing all the rage they've repressed

Dar drops Revision onto the apron, where he quickly stands up and grabs the top rope, flinging himself over it to the inside as Dar slides in after him, both men standing up and taking off their jackets, throwing them to the outside. Revision seems to be synchronizing his clothing removal with Dar's, as if trying to bring in the Samoan to the strip-tease he normally does, but Dar doesn't even seem to be paying attention, just taking off his shirt like usual and forcing Revision to rip off his pants quickly, looking disappointed.

COME TO US, SUCCUMB TO LUST
GIVE IN TO THE MINISTRY OF SIN
YOU KNOW THE DRILL, DO AS YOU WILL
DANCE LIKE DEMONS OF THE DIN

ALL WILL YEARN FOR OUR NOCTURNE
THE DAWNING OF OUR CULT IS AT HAND
COME AND PRAY, YOU KNOW THE WAY
BOW TO THE TEMPO OF THE DAMNED!!!

Dar and Revision head to opposite sides of the ring, finally seeming to get serious about this now, making belt motions at their waist and yelling out insults about the Rejects to the crowd before their opposing team is even out there yet. The song moves into a blistering solo for a few moments before fading out, the lights returning to normal as the two men head over to their corner.

Slam! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh let the boys be boys!
Slam! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh let the boys be boys!

Viral and Spyke walk out holding up their middle fingers. The crowd begins cheering loudly for their favorite team in this situation.

'Well heres another one (what!)
In the gutter one (what!)
Getting running up
Troblesome extra double double I come to feed them
The feed em then I shreed em
So what if that Im cheating.
Now everyone wanna sound (ya) grimey (yeah)'

Viral opens up a beer while Spyke busts a light tube over his head.

I'm gonna show you how come on (all and together now!)
Yeaah, ohh yeaah!
Yeah!
Thats how we gotta be
So stop trying to beat loud as me cause you cant do that
Think about the payoffer so left with an automatic rifle
For last against the lighting last bullets first
On line'

Spyke and Viral make their way to the ring.

'Toughest step and a rep and a run rep and a run wreck and a swine
Peace to the brothers on rikers isle
Pumping up a tremple and didnt like his
Criminal lickin buck my eye,
Oh my God Im so high
Just they say a rodney say you like a criminum, what!?
Just they say to make get'

The two quickly run towards a free corner, jumping up onto the middle ropes and raising both their middle fingers towards the crowd, who just continue to cheer loudly for them. Finally, the jump back down, meeting in the center of the ring and looking over towards their opponents before heading over to the corner. As their entrance theme fades out, Roselyn walks out into the middle of the ring to do her announcements.

Roselyn: "Introducing first, to my left, the challengers...At a combined weight of four hundred eighty pounds...They are the 'Rock Icon', Revision, and 'Generally Hostile' Darson Grays...THE APOSTLES OF AMARANTHINE!!!"

Dar drops down into the traditional Shawn Michaels pose, one leg extended and with his arms up, flexing as Revision stands behind him, attempting to look like the stronger one out of the two, despite the fact that Dar's biceps are probably as big around as his head. The two stand back up, ignoring all the boos and jeers. Roselyn then turns her attention to the other team.

Roselyn: "And to my right, their opponents...At a combined weight of five hundred sixty-five pounds...They are the 'A.D.D. Assassin', Spyke Gein, the 'Monster from Manchester', Viral, and the Unofficial GWA Tag Team Champions...THE REJECTS!!!"

The Rejects step forward, lifting their belts up in the air, the crowd seeming to show a lot of respect for the titles, despite the fact that they haven't been made official yet. Finally, the two walk forward and hand the belts to Mayfair, who lifts them up and shows them to all four sides of the ring before flashing them to Dar and Revision and handing them to an official on the outside. The two teams move to the outside as the ref steps back and calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!!!

After a few moments, Revision and Spyke decide to start this one out, slowly beginning to circle around one another as the crowd begins a slow clap, definitely behind the Rejects in this situation. Eventually, the two start to move up against each other for a grapple, but Spyke suddenly throws a kick into the outside of Revision's leg, making him back off for a second or two, shaking his leg out. The two quickly come back into a true lock-up this time, fighting over it, but seeming at mostly a stalemate. Both men have about the same weight, and Revision only has a one inch height advantage over Spyke, but perhaps the A.D.D. Assassin's energy is enough to give him the advantage, pushing Revision back up against the ropes. Mayfair begins to push the two apart, and Spyke looks like he's going to give a clean break, but suddenly swings a kick up straight at Revision's head at the last second. The Rock Icon manages to drop down and roll out to the apron just in time to dodge it, however, Spyke's momentum spinning him around to face away from Revision as he quickly gets up. Spyke throws a right hand as Revision steadies himself, but Revision manages to block it in time, throwing a forearm shot right into Spyke's jaw and making him stumble away from the ropes. Revision pulls himself up onto the top rope, then launches himself off with a Springboard Headscissors Takedown! Spyke flips over to land hard on his back, but quickly rolls up to his feet, running at Revision only to be sent into the ropes. As he comes back, Revision leapfrogs over him, Spyke managing to stop his momentum this time, though, and turning around to throw another kick at Revision's head. Revision ducks it, though, launching a Superkick straight at Spyke's face, but Spyke backs up, the two men staying still this time, the crowd cheering loudly for the quick action.

After a few moments, Spyke moves back and tags himself out to Viral, Revision moving back to do the same with Dar. The two big men move forward, the crowd always excited to see a battle between two monsters of the GWA. Finally, the two lock up in a grapple, Dar pulling Viral into a Side Headlock. Viral quickly pushes Dar back into the ropes, then sends him across the ring into the opposite set, catching him with a knee straight into his stomach, sending Dar flipping over onto his back. Viral reaches down and lifts Dar back up to his feet, again pushing him into the ropes, but this time pulling him straight into his knee, and doing it again on the opposite set, bashing Dar's ribs repeatedly. Finally, Viral pulls Dar back towards the middle of the ring, setting him up in a Front Facelock and lifting him up in the air for a Vertical Suplex! But no! Dar manages to float over and land behind Viral, the crowd just shocked that Viral was able to lift the Samoan up that easily. As Viral turns around, Dar throws an elbow towards his face, but Viral ducks to the side, grabbing Dar's arm and pulling him around into a Half Nelson, pulling his arm around for a Cobra Clutch and suddenly leaning back for a COBRA CLUTCH SUPL-NO! Dar suddenly twists his body to the side as he gets lifted up, his weight sending both men toppling over to the side, where Dar lays his foot over the bottom rope, forcing a break between the two of them. Dar and Viral get back up to their feet, circling for a few more moments until Viral suddenly launches a kick forward into his gut, following it up with several hard right hands to his temple, leaning back for the last one and sending Dar stumbling backwards, turning away from Viral. Suddenly, though, the monster reaches forward and locks him into another Cobra Clutch, Dar unable to do anything this time as he pulls him back into a COBRA CLUTCH SUPLEX! Dar lands on his head from the move, the crowd erupting in cheers as Spyke quickly runs across the ring, knocking Revision off the apron and quickly following him to the outside.

Dar gets up from the suplex fairly quickly, but Viral is waiting for him, turning away and grabbing his arms to lift him up for the VIRAL BOMB 2-NO! Dar shoves Viral forward, slamming an elbow into his jaw as he turns around. Viral stumbles back, but then goes for a Clothesline, only for Dar to duck it and throw a few more elbows into his face, pulling him down into a Standing Head Scissors and hooking his arms to lift Viral all the way up for a FOLDOVER TIGERBOMB!!! "1...2...TH-NO!" Viral kicks out, Dar falling over onto his side, the two men laying still for a few moments. Finally, they both roll over towards their corners, tagging out to Revision and Spyke. Spyke runs forward, going for a Clothesline of his own, but Revision ducks under it, grabbing him from behind for a suplex only for Spyke to do a standing switch, sending him back for a HEAD-DROP GER-NO! Revision flips back to land on his feet, running towards the ropes as Spyke gets up. However, Spyke manages to spin around and land a Mule Kick into Revision's stomach, following it up with a kick to the outside of his leg and another to his ribs, running back towards the ropes, only for Revision to jump up and catch him right in the face with a Dropkick. Revision quickly rolls over, hooking his leg for a pin. "1...2..." Spyke kicks out. Revision quickly locks Spyke into a Front Facelock on the mat, attempting to wear him down now. Spyke forces himself up to his feet, though, Revision keeping the hold locked in, but Spyke quickly backs up, grabbing the ropes and forcing Revision to break the hold. Revision does so, slowly moving out of the hold, but then suddenly lays into Spyke with chops, knifing across his chest a few times before whipping Spyke into the opposite corner. Revision quickly launches into a cartwheel, flipping into a back handspring and spinning around to deliver a Roaring Forearm LIKE A HURRICANE~! Spyke slowly stumbles out of the corner to fall right on his face, Revision rolling him over onto his back and covering him for a pin. "1...2..." Spyke kicks out.

Revision rolls Spyke onto his side and locks in a Sleeper Hold, trying to wear out some of Spyke's energy. Spyke is a little dazed after that forearm to his face, but slowly rolls over to a seated position, Revision kneeling behind him and keeping the hold locked in. Finally, Spyke starts to stand up, Revision forced to move up with him, but then suddenly lifts Spyke up and slams him back down into a seated position, breaking the hold to launch a kick into the back of his head. Spyke slumps down to the mat, holding his head in pain as Revision leans over to tag out to Dar, hitting a quick stomp on Spyke before exiting the ring. Dar walks over, picking Spyke up and slamming an elbow down into his back, then lifts him up again and throws his knee straight up into Spyke's face, knocking him down once more. The Samoan lifts Spyke back up to his feet again and whips him into the corner, hard enough that Spyke bounces off the turnbuckles and falls forward on the mat, cringing and holding his back in pain. Dar lifts Spyke up off the mat, leaning back and connecting with a Burning Elbow Smash! Spyke collapses back down to the mat as Dar adjusts his glove, rolling his neck a little and seeming particularly nonchalant with the smaller wrestler. Dar lifts Spyke right back up, though, pulling him down into a Snapmare, and locking in a Rear Chinlock. The crowd boos for that, both because of Dar being in control and also for the boring submission hold, but Dar just gestures with his head over towards Revision. "He does the flips! I'm here to beat up the little guy." However, Dar does break the hold, only to lean Spyke's head back and slam an elbow straight down into his face. Dar pulls Spyke up to his feet, dragging him over towards the ropes and tagging out to Revision. Revision stays on the apron, though, as Dar lifts Spyke up for a Bodyslam, exiting the ring as Revision throws himself up over the top rope with a Slingshot Senton! The Rock Icon quickly follows it up with a pin. "1...2..." Spyke kicks out.

Revision rolls Spyke over onto his stomach, hooking his hands beneath his chin and pulling him back in a Camel Clutch. Revision holds onto it for a little while, Spyke not really able to move in this position. Revision doesn't seem to want to try and get a submission victory from it, though, finally just breaking it and standing up stomp down on his back. Revision reaches down to lift Spyke up to his feet, pulling him over to a neutral corner and slamming his face down onto the top turnbuckle. Revision then grabs Spyke and whips him across the ring into the opposite corner, but Spyke lifts his legs up at the last second and connects his boots with Revision's face. Spyke pulls himself up onto the top rope, flinging his legs up and catching Revision around the head, flipping down for a Tilt-A-Whirl Headscissors! Spyke quickly stands up, tagging out to Viral, but the monster drops to the outside instead of exiting the ring. Spyke just grabs Revision and tosses him out through the ropes, though, leaving him at the mercy of the huge wrestler. Viral takes full advantage of it, lifting Revision up to his feet and whipping him straight into the ring barrier, walking over to follow it up with a huge haymaker, sending Revision toppling over it and into the crowd. Viral reaches over to pull Revision back over it, rolling him into the ring and sliding in after him to follow up with a pin. "1...2..." Revision kicks out. Viral lifts Revision up, knocking him back against the ropes with another huge punch, knocking the Rock Icon for a loop, then follows up with a second one, this one sending Revision toppling down to the mat. Viral pulls Revision up to his feet, then whips him across the ring, leaning down and lifting Revision all the way up for a Back Body Drop, getting a lot of height on it and making Revision land hard on his back, Viral coming over to follow it up with a pin. "1...2..." Revision gets his foot up on the ropes.

Viral reaches down, pulling Revision up in a Front Facelock and lifting him up in the air for a Vertical Suplex, but stalls the move, holding Revision straight up. The crowd begins to count out with the stalled move, getting louder and louder as the count goes on, cheering starting to come in between the count as Viral finally drops back to connect with the suplex after a twenty count. Viral follows it up with a pin, the crowd wondering if this might be enough. "1...2...TH-NO!" Revision kicks out, the crowd seeming a little disappointed with that, and Viral pounding his fist down on the mat because of it. The monster decides to take a break, standing up and walking back over to tag out to Spyke. Spyke stomps Revision repeatedly as he shifts back into a corner to try to escape, grabbing the top rope and throwing knees into his face to try and wear him down further. Mayfair makes him back off, though, and Spyke instead lifts Revision up to his feet and lays into him with kicks, sending three hard ones straight into his chest. Spyke pulls him out of the corner with a Snapmare, following it up with a kick straight to the spine before pushing him down on the mat for a pin. "1...2..." Revision gets a shoulder up. Spyke pulls Revision over onto his stomach, looking like he's trying to lock in a Camel Clutch of his own, but Revision fights to not get pulled into it, trying to shift back, but Spyke is just as quick, finally managing to pull his head up into a Neck Twist Camel Clutch! Instead of pulling back, Spyke twists Revision's head to the side, pulling up on his nose and grinning widely. Mayfair forces him to stop that, though, and Spyke lets go, standing up and walking over to tag back out to Viral, stomping down on Revision as his partner enters the ring.

Viral comes over and follows up with his own stomp, then reaches down to lift Revision all the way up in the air, holding him up for a Gorilla Press. Viral holds Revision up their for about five seconds, showing no problem holding his weight up like that, then slams him all the way down to the mat, following up with a pin. "1...2...TH-NO!" Revision gets a shoulder up. Viral pulls Revision up into an Abdominal Stretch, then locks his arms around Revision's head, twisting it up to the side to add to the pressure and pain of the move. Knowing how long his partner has been in the ring now, Dar finally enters it and bashes Viral in the back of the head with an elbow, forcing him to break the hold. Viral lifts Revision up and pulls him back over to his corner, tagging out to Spyke. Spyke climbs up onto the top rope as Viral holds Revision in a Front Facelock, Spyke jumping off the top with a Diving Knee Drop right onto Revision's back! Viral doesn't exit the ring yet, though, instead pulling Revision up into a kneeling position and holding him in place as Spyke sends several kicks into his chest, Mayfair finally forcing the monster out of the ring, much to the crowd's displeasure, always happy to see Revision get kicked. Spyke lifts Revision up for a Vertical Suplex, but then drapes him over the top rope stomach-first, the crowd cringing at that as Revision coughs from the pain shooting through his stomach. Viral moves over, holding Revision in place on the top rope as Spyke quickly climbs the nearest corner, standing there for a few moments to steady himself then jumps off for a TOP ROPE DOUBLE STOMP WHILE REVISION IS ON THE ROPES!!! Revision slams down into the mat as Spyke rolls off to the side, holding his knee for a moment, then quickly rolls over and covers Revision for a pin, hooking his leg. "1...2...TH-NO!" Revision manages to kick out.

Spyke follows up with two hard stomps to the back of Revision's head, then walks over to tag back out to Viral. As Revision gets up to his feet, Viral knocks him down with a hard punch. Viral quickly reaches down to lift him back up, though, only for Revision to knock his arms away and attack with a few hard forearms to his jaw. None of these seem to do any damage to Viral, and he just throws another punch, only for Revision to duck it and Dropkick his knee right out from under him. Viral falls down on all fours, and Revision quickly runs across the ring, coming back to nail a Baseball Slide straight into the side of Viral's head. Finally, this gives him enough time to roll over and tag out to Dar. Dar quickly runs into the ropes, coming off as Viral stands up to hit a CHARGING ELBOOOOWWWW!!! Dar grabs Viral as he gets back up, whipping him into the ropes and coming off the opposite set to hit him with another CHARGING ELBOOOOWWWW!!! Viral looks to be having trouble getting up this time, and Dar takes full advantage of it, grabbing him from behind and hooking his head under his arm to lift him all the way up for the DANGEROUS BACKDROPPAAAAAHHHHH!!! Dar doesn't go for the pin as usual, instead heading over to the corner and climbing to the outside, then moving up to the top rope. The crowd looks very worried for Viral, knowing that a diving move from Dar would do a lot of damage, but Spyke comes to save the day, running over and holding onto Dar's leg, keeping him from moving any further. Dar attempts to fight him off, but he's having trouble staying on the top rope and doing that at the same time. While he's distracted, Viral gets up to his feet, rubbing the back of his neck and looking over towards Dar, recognizing his opportunity right away. Viral quickly moves to the corner, climbing up onto the middle rope and bashing Dar with a few punches before putting him in a Front Facelock and lifting him up for a SUPERPLEX!!! The ring shakes as both men slam down into it, the crowd cheering for the big move, Viral deciding to tag out so he can recover from those attacks.

Spyke quickly runs over, lifting Dar up and starting to whip him into the corner, but Dar reverses it, sending Spyke into the turnbuckles instead. But as Dar runs forward to attack, Spyke manages to catch him in a Drop Toe-Hold, sending him face-first into the middle turnbuckle. Dar slowly gets up and turns around, leaning back into the corner, and Spyke begins to lay into him with kicks, throwing them into his chest and face, making him slump down into a seated position. Spyke pulls him up from the corner, pushing him against the ropes and whipping him across the ring. As he comes off the opposite set, Spyke flips up, connecting right into his face with the NIKE-A-GO-GO!!! The Shooting Star Dropkick seems to hit Dar pretty hard, and Spyke quickly moves over him to hook his leg for a pin. "1...2...TH-NO!" Dar kicks out. Spyke lifts Dar up to his feet, hooking him in a Front Facelock and reaching down to hook his leg as well, but he doesn't have any luck actually lifting the Samoan up, and Dar soon breaks out of it with a few elbows down into his back. Dar comes off the ropes, but Spyke manages to jump up and flip him over with a Hurricanrana, holding on to go all the way through and lay into Dar's face with punches. Revision comes in to break this up, though, running over and throwing kicks into Spyke's chest and the back of his head. This finally gets him off of Dar, and Revision exits the ring, but Spyke suddenly runs after him, hitting a Dropkick to his back and sending him over the rop rope to the outside. Meanwhile, Dar comes off the ropes, running at Spyke to hit a CHARGING ELBOOO-NO! Spyke catches Dar with a judo throw, flipping him over to slam the Samoan down hard on his back. Spyke follows up with a pin, the crowd still surprised that he was able to take the big man over, considering his size. "1...2..." Dar kicks out.

Spyke gets up, waiting for Dar to do the same before running to the ropes and coming right back off into a ROARING ELBOW! Dar walks over to tag out to Revision, both men moving over to lift Spyke up to his feet, whipping him across the ring. Revision runs forward, catching Spyke in a Drop Toe-Hold, and Spyke falls right into Dar's hands, which pull him straight into FIERCE KNEES!!! Dar throws four of the vicious strikes into Spyke's face, Revision holding him in place with a half-leg lock before rolling him over onto his back once Dar finishes, the Samoan heading back towards his corner. "1...2...THR-NO!" Somehow, Spyke just manages to get a shoulder up. But Revision doesn't let this stand, running to the corner and climbing up onto the top turnbuckle, looking down towards Spyke as he slowly starts to get up on fours, and spins around, flipping back into the CHART TOPPER!!! Spyke gets slammed down into the canvas with the aerial move, Revision pushing him onto his back for the pin. "ONE...TWO...THR-NOOO!!!" Viral manages to break it up just in time, Dar quickly coming in and bashing him with several elbows. Viral rolls to the outside, Dar following him out as the two battle there. Meanwhile, Revision backs up towards the ropes, waiting as he slowly starts to sit up, then runs forward to hit the ONE HIT WONDER!!! The Reverse Wizard slams into the back of Spyke's head, just as Dar gets whipped into the steel barrier on the outside. Revision follows it up with a pin after untangling himself from Spyke's shoulders, counting out with the ref. "ONE...TWO...THR-NOOOO!!!" Again, Viral just barely manages to slide in and break it up, the crowd sighing with relief at that, knowing that a win for the Apostles would be very bad for the GWA.

Dar and Viral head back to their corners, Revision and Spyke slowly getting up. But as the two get up to all fours, Spyke suddenly dives forward, rolling over Revision to pull him into LA MAGISTRAL!!! "1...2...TH-" Revision manages to kick out. Both men get up to their feet, but Spyke lashes out with a kick to the side of Revision's head first, then spins around for THE NORRIS!!! Revision spins around from the force of the move, collapsing down onto the mat, Spyke doing the same. Knowing he finally has a chance to tag out, Spyke slowly rolls over towards his corner, reaching out and tagging out to Viral to the crowd's cheers, Spyke rolling all the way to lay on the outside. Revision looks too dazed to even attempt tagging out at this point as Viral walks over to pull him up to his feet, again laying in with those hard punches. Revision suddenly blocks one of them, though, hitting a boot to the gut and pulling Viral down into a SMALL PACKAGE!!! "1...2...TH-NO!" Viral kicks out, both men getting up to their feet, but Revision quickly runs over to tag out to Dar. However, as Dar runs forward to attack, Viral manages to knock him over with a Shoulderblock. Viral quickly reaches down to pull Dar over to the corner, lifting him up to set him on the top rope and hitting a few punches to his stomach to stun him. Viral turns away from Dar, grabbing the top rope and pulling himself up onto the second rope. Viral reaches back and pulls Dar's arms up, the crowd immediately getting up on their feet as Viral straightens Dar out into a crucifix position, then dives off the top for a SUPER VIRAL BOMB 2-NOOOOOO!!! Dar shoves Viral forward off the top rope before he can hit the move, breathing heavily as Viral turns around and diving off for a bodypress, only for Viral to grab him and counter with the BLACK ALE SLAM!!! COVER! "ONE...TWO...THR-NOOOO!!!" Revision runs in, managing to break up the move just in time.

Revision hits several stomps down into Viral's back, then quickly runs to the ropes as he gets up, only for Viral to grab him and pull him into a Half Nelson, locking it into a Cobra Clutch for the DEATH COMES RIPP-NO! Revision fights the move, twisting and thrashing to keep it too loose for Viral to connect, and manages to buy himself enough time for Dar to stand up and bash Viral with a ROARING ELBOW TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! Viral stumbles forward, but Dar quickly turns him around, pulling him down into a Standing Head Scissors before hooking his arms, yelling something at Revision. The Rock Icon quickly nods, running to the ropes and climbing out onto the apron. Dar flips Viral up onto his shoulders as Revision throws himself over the ropes, slamming his boots down into Viral's chest as the two hit a FOLDOVER TIGERBOMB DOUBLE STOMP!!! Revision quickly rolls over to the side, standing up and walking backwards with his hand raised in victory...But there's no one there to make the pin! The crowd's attention is turned to Mayfair, who is laying on the mat, DANTE CABRELL standing outside the ring, holding his foot. Putting two and two together, the crowd realizes that the Cocky Canadian tripped him and sent his face down into the canvas, temporarily knocking Mayfair out, now sliding into the ring. The fans are in shock as Riona comes up from behind Dar and kicks the back of his knee out from under him, Revision lowering his arm at this and stumbling right back into a ROCK BOTTOM REDUX!!! Dante Cabrell slams Revision down face-first with the move, standing up and pushing Revision onto his back with the toe of his boot before scraping his heel across his face, stomping down on Revision's chest and flexing. The crowd doesn't really know how to react to this one, not really happy with Chaos Affinity for their cheating tactics in Riona's match against Hated at the last show, but glad that Dar and Revision aren't the new tag champs. Riona, meanwhile, pulls Dar up, locking in a Full Nelson and jumping up to hit the DETONATOR!!! Standing up after hitting the move, Riona kicks Dar in the side of his head, yelling insults and taunts down at him.

Mayfair finally starts to stir, and the two exit the ring, Riona somewhat reluctantly. Mayfair looks around for a few moments, slowly getting up to his feet and looking around for who tripped him, but Riona and Dante are already moving through the curtains. Meanwhile, Spyke is climbing the top turnbuckle, flipping forward into the GEINOCIDE!!! The Front Flip Headbutt connects perfectly, Spyke laying still over Revision as Mayfair counts the pin. "ONE...TWO...THREE!!!"

Roselyn: "Here are your winners, and STILL Unofficial GWA Tag Team Champions...THE REJECTS!!!"

Viral starts to make it up to his feet at this point, Spyke getting up as well and walking over to his partner, both men lifting their arms up in the air and celebrating their win. Meanwhile, Dar slowly gets up to all fours, looking back towards the curtains with rage burning his eyes.

Reserved