:Peter: Alright well here we go for the main event.
:Bertram: And our only sanctioned bout of the night.
:Jim: I miss my beer.
:Peter: Don't you still have half a cooler?
:Jim: Ya, but that's half a cooler I didn't get to drink.

:Laura:
The following contest is scheduled for one fall.... it is for the Anarchy Wrestling Heavyweight Championship....Introducing first.....From LAs Vegas Nevada....weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds...He is the Great Gambler....VINNNYYYYYYYYYYYYY VEEEEEEEGGAAAAAAASSS!

~~~"Eat the rich" by aerosmith plays and the lights strobe as Vinny Vegas enters the ring area to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Vegas looks annoyed as he throws rude gestures to them in response. He continues to the ring, and gets in glancing to the steel cell high above.

:Bertram: He looks angry and ready.
:Peter: But is he really ready for a man who survived the Apkalypto?
:Bertram: I think he is, there is no fear in this young kid's eyes as he looks at that cell.

~~~"Step up" by Drowning pool plays as the crowd jumps to its feet in cheers.

:Laura:
And his opponent....fromthat mythical place of Parts Unknown......The Clockwork Soldier....BEN...MORRRIIIGGANNNNN!!!!

~~~Morrgian smiles at his fans as he makes his way t the ring, slapping a few hands, as the cell begins to lower. Morrigan climbs a turnbuckle as Vegas shoves his way past referee Mike Semen to hit Morrigan with a forearm.

(!*DING*DING*DING*!)

~~~The cell is still lowering as Morrigna gets off the turnbuckle and Vegas wastes no time in hammering shots on the former NA champion. Vegas hip tosses Morrigan to the center of the ring, and as Morrigna regains his footing, Vegas strikes him back to the mat with a beautiful dropkick. The Cell finally locks in place, as Morrgian and Vegas tie up. Vegas punches Morrigan and follows up with a bodyslam. Vegas stomps away at the upper body of the downed Morrigan. Vegas turns his back and taunts the capactiy crowd, as Morrigan stands behind the rookie.

:Bertram: Ya don't do that kid.
:Peter: This doesn't look good.
:Jim: *Looking into his half empty beer cooler* I know....*Sniffle*

~~~Vegas turns into a dropkick from Morrigan that knocks Vegas into the ropes. Vegas bounces off and Morrigan is up in time to flapjack Vegas face first into the side of the cell. vegas drops as Morrigan stands and pulls him to the center of the ring and locking in a reverse kneebar. Vegas lets out a scream as he tries to break free of the hold.

:Peter: This could be over just as fast as it started.
:Bertram: I wouldn't put it past the rookie to find a way out of this.

~~~Vegas does indeed as he kicks Morrigan square in the face, and sliding his leg free quickly. Morrigan gets to his feet, as does Vegas and the two circle. They move in for the tie up and Vegas gets in a quick snap jab, before catching the Anarchistic Assassin in a wristlock.

:Peter: Whoa!
:Bertram: See, I told you. I'll say it right now, Vegas has this one in the bag.
:Jim: You've got a bag?
:Bertram: you're an idiot...how do you work with this guy Pete?
:Peter: The same way I work with you, they pay me enough.

~~~Morrigan reverses the hold and into a wristlock of his own. He holds it for a little while before kicking the back of Vegas' knee, dropping him down a leg. Morrigan kicks the knee again, and pulls on the wrist forcing Vegas to stand again. Morrigan pulls him towards the ropes a little before kicking the knee out again. Morrigan repeats the process as Vegas tries to break free, but Morrigan, using his height advantage won't allow it.

:Peter: This is why Morrigan is going to win.
:Bertram: I give him credit for picking his spots. But I maintain Vegas takes the upset of the year tonight.
:Jim: *Just cries as he drinks a beer*

~~~Morrigan suddenly whips Vegas across the ring, and as Vegas comes back he sets up for a sleeper drop, but Vegas counters with a kitchen sink, Vegas regains his breath as Morrigan slowly gets to his feet. Vegas turns to face Morrigan and quickly drops him back to the mat with a falling clothesline. Vegas then grabs Morrigan's leg and locks in a boston crab. Morrigan screams a little as he fights his way to the ropes, but Mike Semen tells him it won't break the hold.

:Bertram: There are no ropebreaks in that cell.
:Peter: I'm just surprised with the animosity between these two we haven't seen any blood yet.
:Bertram: Actually I was wondering the same thing.

~~~Morrigan lets out an enourmous scream and somehow begins to power out of the hold, but Vegas sits right in the small of his back cutting off Morrigan's power. Morrigan screams either in rage or pain, possibly a bit of both, before grabbing Vegas' foot and pulling it from under him, and landing vegas on his face. Morrigan rolls to his back, before getting to his feet as Vegas just stands. Vegas stands and shakes a few cobwebs before Morrigan leaps towards him and hits a flashback. Morrigan goes for a cover and Semen drops into place...1..Kickout.

:Peter: Easy kickout for the gambler.

~~~Morrigan pulls Vegas to his feet and drags him by his short hair towards the cage and looks to smash his face into it, but Vegas blocks it and sends Morrigan into the cell wall. Morrigan stumbles back a step and Vegas capitalizes with an STO, before climbing to the top rope. Morrigan is flat on his back staring up at the lights as Vegas begins climbing the wall of the cage. He gets to the top of the cell and begins monkey-barring across the fencing a slight ways before pulling his feet up, and holding on. He tips his head down to look at Morrigan who has rolled to a side, and is shaking the dust off. Morrigan stands and looks around the ring for a moment before looking up just in time to catch Vegas as he flips off and into a cross body block, right into a pinning combination, but Morrigan rolls the weight into a pin of his own...1....2-Kickout.

:Jim: No...
:Peter: Wow.
:Bertram: What the hell do you call that?
:Jim: Beer.
:Bertram: He's really upset about his beer...

~~~Vegas and Morrigan are back on their feet and exchanging blows already when Vegas gets an upper hand. Vegas grabs Morrigan by his hair and drags him towards the cage wall, and is about to launch Morrigan's face into it, but Morrigan again kicks out the knee of the Gambler, causing him to stagger and let go. Morrigan follows up with a Backdrop. Morrigan stands Vegas and launches him like a dart into the cage wall. vegas lands on his feet and Morrigan delivers a yakuza kick to the back of Vegas' head bouncing him again into the steel fencing. As Vegas stumbles back again Morrigan wraps an Vinnys own arm around his own throat and screams to the crowd, but Vegas kicks his leg backwards between Mororigan's and right in the jewels.

:Jim: well this better end soon, cuz this is the last beer.
:Peter: Damn... these two are going AT IT.
:Bertram: Did you come up with that all by yourself Pete?
:Peter: No actually I stole it from your script. HAH!

~~~Vegas immediately capitalizes and grabs Morrigan and begins bashing his face repeatedly into the cage wall. Morrigan starts to bleed after the third or fourth hit, but Vegas keeps going. Approximately eleven smashes later he lets Morrigan fall backwards onto the mat bleeding like a stuck pig. Vegasflips off the crowd as he stands Morrigan and executes a Military press. Morrigan drops to the mat like a sack of rotten potatoes.

:Bertram: That's it. Vegas wins it right here!
:Peter: You don't know Morrigan do you?
:Jim: *Finishes his last beer* God I hope so, I don't have enough of a buzz or enough beer to handle any more of you two.

~~~Morrigan holds his head as Vegas covers, Semen drops into place and counts....1.......2......-No, kickout just before the third count. Vegas looks shocked as the crowd roars. Vegas is angered even more by the crowd response as he stands Morrigan and places his head between his legs. Vegas throws a bird to the fans and is about to finish it all with a flipping piledriver when out of nowhere Morrigan backbody drops Vegas straight into the side of the cell, and between the ropes. Vegas rolls beneath the bottom rope as Morrigan wipes some blood out of his eyes.

:Jim: *Has been sobbing loudly since Morrigan kicked out*
;Peter: Look what you did Perry. Good going twatwaffle.
:Bertram: I didn't make the baby cry.
;Peter: Well you're the only other person I see out here with an empty beer bottle.

~~~Morrigan gets to his feet and turns to see Vegas getting up slowly. Morrigan walks over to the fallen gambler begins stomping on him to the crowds delight. Morrigan smiles before standing Vegas and returning the earlier favor, and introducing Vegas' face to the side of the cage wall. But he dooesn't just sit on one wall. He drags Vegas around all four walls and bashes his face off each one. Morrigan makes two rounds around the cell and is just about to start his third when Vegas elbows him from nowhere. Morrigan staggers back a bit, and almost falls over from the impact of the blow, when Vegas connects with a springboard dropkick.

:Peter: Once again this young kid surprises me with his innovation and skill.
:Bertram: That doesn't surprise me.
:Peter: What does....youo know what...I don't even wanna fucking know Betty.
:Bertram: Who's betty?
:Jim: You are!

~~~Morrigan gets drug to his feet by Vegas who puts a fist to his guy and drops a leg across the back of his neck. Morrigan's face is driven to the mat with a move Vinny calls "What happens in Vegas". Vegas turns and moves to the corner of the cell and motions for something. Kain Harbinger steps over the security rail and passes Vegas something. It turns out to be handcuffs. Vegas takes the handcuffs and shows them off to the crowd as Morrigan starts to stir. The crowd boos, massivly rejecting the heel tactic, and garnering Vegas massive heat.

:Peter: HEY THAT'S NOT FAIR!
;Bertram: Who says? It's a cell, there are no rules in there. If he could get a gun in there that'd be perfectly legal.
:Peter: I just wanna know why Kain Haringer just helped Begas out.
:Bertram: Don't you get it yet?
:Peter: Obviously not dumbfuck.

~~~Vegas flips the crowd another bird as he walks towards the fallen Morrigan. Suddenly from nowhere Morrigan sweep kicks the younger Vegas, taking him to the mat. Morrigan gets to his feet, as does Vegas, and Vegas charges and looks for his 'Vegas strip' but Morrigan sidesteps and grabs Vegas from behind capturing him in a half nelson suplex. Morrigan sees the handcuffs laying in Vinny's hand and picks them up. He raises them up for the crowd and points to Vegas as the crowd yells, but Morrigan shakes his head 'no' and moves to the oopposite corner of the ring and thrusts them out of the cell.

:Peter: ATTA BOY MORGI!
:Bertram: Why? Because he's playing the role of the goody two shoes he obviously is?
:Peter: Jim hasn't spoken in a while...Jim?
:Jim: I'm here,....wishing I brough a gun to shoot either youo two or myself.
:Bertram: Drink another one.
:Jim: I FUCKING WOULD IF I FUCKING HAD ONE! I FUCKING HATE YOU!

~~~ Jim Coors runs to the backstage area, as Morrigan turns around and smack into a vegas strip that connects this time. Morrigan is slammed hard into the corner, and begins to stagger out, but Vegas catches him in a side slam position. Vegas holds the move, flipping as many people as he can off, but Morrigan fights his way free. morrigan grabs the bleeding Vegas and tosses him into the cell wall. Vegas stumbles backwards as Moorrigan comes off the ropes and wraps an arm around Vinny's head, bulldogging him across the ring.

:Bertram: Morrigan cheated!
:Peter: No he didn't.
:Bertram: Didn't you see it?
:Peter: What him counter that move perfectly legally?

~~~vegas rolls over to his back, not really sure of where he's at as Morrigan begins stomping on the leg of vegas again. Vegas is bleeding pretty bad, as is Morrigan, but Vegas is clearly the worse of the two, as Morrigan wraps Vinny's legs into a modified texas cloverleaf, and puts a lot ofo pressure into it. Vegas screams a horrible sound that makes even Piper cringe, as Mike semen checks for the submission. Vegas tries to power out of the hold, but Morrigan seats himself on Vegas' back, and pushes his feet forward so Vinny can't reach them.

:Peter: SAMHAIN STRETCH! The Veteran has been picking on that one leg all match, and this is where it pays off!
:Bertram: I'll believe it when I see it.

~~~Jeff Jackson suddenly runs out from the back and barrels down the rampwith a pair of bolt cutters. He reaches the cell and is attempting to cut the fencing to get in when a whistel comes from the side and he turns straight into a diving spear from James Caine who had been sitting in the front row. Caine begins pummeling Jackson with rights and lefts as Morrigan applies more pressure to the stretch. Vegas just bleeds and screams, as Semen checks for a tap out. Vegas shakes his head no and Morrigan applies more pressure as James Caine takes the bolt cutters and swings them like a baseball bat into the forehead of Jackson. Back in the ring, Vegas isn't moving as Mike Semen lifts his arm......Once.......Twice....Three times, his arm drops. Vegas is out like a light, as SSemen calls for the bell.

(!*DING*DING*DING*!)

~~~The cell begins to raise as the referee checks on Vegas. Morrigan stands and has truble maintaining his balance, but somehow does long enough for James Caine to get in the ring with the AW Heavyweight Championship.

:Peter: I TOLD YOU SO!
:Bertram: Told me what?
:Peter: Picking on that leg would pay off and now you've seen it!
:Bertram: Saw what? I didn't see nothing.
:Peter: Hey wait, didn't James Caine leave for the hospital?
:Bertram: He probably just went and got taped up. Kansas was the one who's face hit the pole.

:Laura:
Here is your winner....by way of Technical Knock out....and NEW...HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.....The Clockwork Soldier....BEN...MORRRIIIGGANNNNN!!!!

[WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
[YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

:Bertram: I don't believe it.
:Peter: Well believe it, because you just saw it.
:Bertram: I saw nothing.
:Peter: You liar! You saw, HEY WHAT THE HELL?

~~~Kansas Dark has coming running into the ring area and has elbowed Morrigan in the face, knocking him the rest of the way out, before grabbing Caine and whipping him into the turnbuckle. Caine begins to stumble out of the hard whip into the turnbuckle just as Kansas comes crashing into him.

:Peter: K-BOMB!
:Bertram: Good lord all chaos is breaking out and we're out of time!
:Peter: So we run a little over our time slot....Big whoop.

~~~Caine falls out ofo the corner and lands on the mat, rolling slowly off his face jsut as Kansas flies ofof the top rope with a gorgeous flying elbow drop.

:Bertram: An Absolut Royal Fuck...What a way to end the first show.
:Peter: We'll see you all in two weeks!