DT: Ladies and Gentleman, huge news for next week but we’re not done yet. Let’s go up to Tony Fatora….it’s MAIN EVENT TIME!!

MN: And it’s ANOTHER DAMN TAG MATCH!!

DT: Well what’s wrong with that? We’ve seen nothing but great tag team events all evening as a way of showcasing Empire Pro’s tag scene, but right now, we’re going to catch a glimpse of the CREAM OF THE CROP, as the vaunted Tag Team Champions, THE FORSAKEN, defend against the pairing of newcomer LARRY TACT and the Intercontinental Champion TROY DOUGLAS!

[Cut to the ring, where Tony Fatora is standing inside.]

TF: Ladies and gentlemen… our next event is a TAG TEAM MAIN EVENT for the EPW TAG TEAM TITLES!

[The lights begin flickering WILDLY as the opening beats of "Pieces" by Hoobastank sound throughout the arena.]

"TURN AROUND AND PICK UP THE PIECES!"

[A BURST of black and gold pyro goes off as Larry Tact steps through the entrance, observing momentarily before heading down the ramp.]

TF: Introducing first… from Manhattan, New York… he weighs in at 260 pounds… HE IS… LAAAAAARRRYYYY TTTAAAAAACCCTTT!!!

MN: The man is simply TACTILIZING!

DM: That’s not a word, Mike.

MN: Well, it oughta be!

DT: The highly acclaimed LARRY TACT had a successful debut at the last Aggression, and tonight he finds himself in the main event, amid the resurgence of Empire Pro’s tag team hooplah!

MN: I guess the man’s just destined for great things. Can I imagine him with EPW gold around his waist? I sure can.

DT: That dream might be a reality tonight, Mike. Who knows?

[Seeing a couple fans mouthing off along his way, he takes a moment to spit on his own hand before attempting to SLAP a couple fans across the face. Tact smirks, then proceeds to the ring steps and ascends them. He enters the ring and climbs a turnbuckle, pointing to himself and opening his arms to receive their reaction. Coming back down to the canvas, he stretches using the ropes. After a moment, “You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell hits the PA, and the booing fans are IMMEDIATELY CHEERING WILDLY!!]

TF: And his partner… hailing from Greensboro, North Carolina, and weighing in at 260 pounds… he is the EPW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION… HE IS… TTTTRROOOOOOYYYY DOOOOOOUUUGGLAAAASSSS!!!

[Three LOUD CANNON BLASTS erupt on the stage, and as the smoke clears, Douglas BOUNDS onto the stage and pumping up the fans while bearing the IC Title around his waist! Slapping hands with his admirers by the barrier, he makes his way to the ring.]

DT: This capacity crowd is ON THEIR FEET, hailing the entrance of the Intercontinental Champion, TROY DOUGLAS!!

DM: He’s still hot after winning the IC Title at Black Dawn, and tonight, he may very well become a champion! Probably a good thing, because I recall his tag partner saying he was AFTER his Intercontinental Title!

DT: That should create an unusual dynamic between these two partners. Can they coexist to overcome the champions?

DM: Hard to say, Dave. Douglas and Tact have proven themselves as expert singles wrestlers, but against the team with the kind of hustle and cunning as the Forsaken? Let’s just hope they hit it off well.

[After stepping through the ropes, Douglas scales a couple turnbuckles to pose with the title around his waist through a handful of photo opportunities. When finished, he hands the belt off to the timekeeper outside and goes to his corner, greeting Tact for the first time. They exchange inaudible words before “Agenda Suicide [Fake Agenda Mix]” by The Faint hits the PA. While generally mixed, a very core following within the fans POP EXPLOSIVELY!]

TF: And their opponents… weighing in at a combined weight of 435 pounds… accompanied to the ring by GOTHOPOTIMUS, they are the EPW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… please welcome, the team of THE FIRST and FELIX RED… THEEEE FOOOORRSSAAAAAAKKEEEEENNN!!!

[The First slinks out of the curtain first, hair spilling over his face while his head is hung low. Felix Red and Gotho soon follow him out, with Red interacting a bit more with the fans in his usual way.]

DT: Perhaps one of the more ALTERNATIVE teams to come through EPW’s ranks, yet very successful in the short time they’ve been around! Few believed the team of Felix Red and The First would carry the titles past Black Dawn, but they did, and are here to prove tonight that they STILL can!

DM: I gotta admit… while I’m not crazy about a brawler like Felix or a spot-monkey like The First, these two are a legitimately deadly duo. They don’t give off that “superstar” appeal that you see in most of today’s mainstream wrestling, and I think it’s that low-key approach that helps them succeed against such opponents.

MN: “Low-key?!” Man, just look at their HAIR!! There’s nothing low-key about that! Did security pat these guys down at the door? They might have concealed weapons!!

DT: Relax, Mike…

[The both slip into the ring, leaving Gotho on the outside, while The First pulls himself into the corner to sit and Felix sits on the adjacent turnbuckle, not really showing themselves off to the fans as the previous champion did. When the music ends, they go to their respective corner and hand the belts off to Pat Jones, who holds them high over his head and displays them to all four sides of the arena before handing them off the timekeeper. After both teams talk it over, Douglas and The First are left sharing the ring.]

DT: Looks like the Intercontinental Champion will start this one off while The First steps in on behalf the Forsaken.

MN: Great… Megatron versus that annoying kid who got banned from the mall for skateboarding outside the Banana Republic!

DM: There’s an obvious difference in size and strength between the two men standing in the ring. Senior official Pat Jones calls for the bell, and our main event for the EPW Tag Team Titles is underway! 

DT: Douglas advancing… The First steps up to meet him… and there’s the collar-and-elbow tie-up! The First has to compete with Douglas’ advantage in strength… and Douglas gains the initial advantage by slapping on a hammerlock! Oh, but not so fast… The First slips out of the hold and slaps on one of his own!

DM: The First is definitely going to use that agility of his while going toe to toe with a guy like Douglas… but does he have the arm-strength to keep Douglas at bay?

MN: He’s a TOOTHPICK, Dean!

DT: There’s Douglas with the reversal, again working the arm of The First in that hammerlock… but the Tag Team Champion bites back with an elbow to the face! There’s a second, and The First breaks free, going right into the ropes… NO!! Put to the mat with a standing shoulder block from Troy Douglas as he came back!

DM: And now the IC champ is looking to capitalize as he sends himself into the ropes… here’s The First back on his feet… DEFTLY ducks a running clothesline from Douglas, and sends himself back into—no, UNDER the ropes, and onto the apron!

DT: Here’s The First, boosting up to the top rope AND DIVING INSIDE WITH A DROPKICK that catches Troy Douglas off-guard and sends him to the mat!

MN: Man, he’s a springy bastard!

DM: It’s that kind of agility that keeps The First with an advantage over larger and stronger opponents like Douglas!

DT: The First, lighting-quick, runs against the ropes… CATCHES DOUGLAS IN THE FACE with a running dropkick as the IC Champion was pushing himself to his feet!

DM: And now the element of teamwork comes into play as The First tags in Felix Red! The First takes ahold of Douglas’ leg, allowing his partner to land a STIFF KICK into that exposed thigh!

DT: Douglas is in trouble now, as Red slaps on a front-face lock and clinches that forearm across the neck. The IC Champion is no slouch in the ring, but tonight he’s up against two of Empire Pro’s brightest tag team talents!

MN: Bright, if not a tad loopy…

DM: I think Felix would take that as a compliment. Here’s Felix with a KNEE into the sternum of Troy Douglas! There’s a SECOND, so hard that Douglas’ feet left the mat! It’s like Red is just PUNISHING the IC Champion.

MN: Yeah, and I’m right there with him! PUNISH HIM, Felix! Beat his ass for boring me to tears all the time!

DT: OH WAIT!! Douglas with the COUNTER, just SANDWICHING Felix Red into the corner with a shoulder thrust to the ribs! Douglas finally manages to slap out of that facelock, and puts a KNIFE-EDGE CHOP right into the chest of Felix Red!

DM: Douglas has him right where he wants him… pulls back, and OH MAN, ANOTHER CHOP that just RINGS THROUGH THE ENTIRE ARENA!! Looks like the IC Champ is doing the punishing now!

MN: Meh…

DT: Here’s Douglas looking for the Irish Whip to the other corner… and FELIX CONNECTS!! Felix, stumbling away from the turnbuckle and holding his back… left wide open as the IC Champ BOLTS FORWARD AND FLIPS HIM THROUGH THE AIR WITH A CLOTHESLINE!!

DM: WOW!!

MN: Nearly knocked the hair dye out of his dreadlocks!

DM: Looks like Douglas ignores the opportunity to make a tag to Larry Tact, instead hooking the leg for the pin!

DT: First cover in the main event!

One!

Two!

And Felix Red kicks out!

DM: Good opportunity to make a tag… but Douglas seems to prefer wearing Felix down on his own! This might cost him later, Dave.

DT: Well, the IC Champion has always been very sure of his own abilities… such as right now as he brings the Tag Team Champion Felix Red to his feet… looking for a VERTICLE SUPLEX—but FELIX slips down his back… and DASHES to his corner to tag in The First!

MN: BUTTERFINGERS!

DT: Here comes Douglas—NO!! Stopped with a Drop Toe Hold by Felix that causes him to fall onto the second rope—and THE FIRST, with BOTH LEGS, simply BLASTS the IC Champion back into the ring! A superb double-play on the part of the Forsaken!

MN: That’s why they carry the BELTS, amigos!

DM: Troy’s gotta be kicking himself now about failing to make that tag when he had the opportunity… but on second thought, it looks like he’s getting his fill of kicks from THE FIRST who uses those whip-like legs to keep the IC Champ on the mat! Larry Tact is still standing there in his corner, looking bored, waiting to get in on this match.

DT: Looks like he’ll have to wait longer as the Forsaken seek an early advantage by chipping away at the weakened Troy Douglas! The First pulling Troy Douglas back to his feet… and there’s the whip to the turnbuckle!! OOH!! Douglas connected hard, and now he comes staggering out as The First goes into the ropes—AND OFF OF THEM WITH A SPRINGBOARD CROSS-BODY BLOCK!! He hooks the legs for the pin!

One!

Two!

And the Intercontinental Champion kicks out!

DM: He isn’t going to last much longer if he doesn’t tag Tact into this match. Douglas is a tremendous talent when working on his own, but I’m not sure if he’s aware of the element of teamwork in this tag contest.

DT: Couldn’t agree with you more, Dean. Douglas picking himself up off the mat… catches a KICK to the ribs from The First—but THE FIRST COUNTERS with a Reverse Enziguri, knocking the IC Champ back into his own corner where Tact promptly tags himself in!

MN: There’s teamwork for ya, Dean!

DM: Not quite what I had in mind, but a great opportunity for the team of Douglas and Tact to continue their ambitions at being tag team champions. The acclaimed Larry Tact steps inside, and catches The First with an ARM DRAG as he ran to intercept him! He threw the lighter man with EASE!

DT: The First pops back to his feet… but ANOTHER Arm Drag puts him to the mat! Larry Tact is coming into this match like a house on fire!

MN: David Koresh style!

DM: The First back on his feet, but telegraphs a blow that Tact easily counters into a standing Armbar… watch his leg here… grapevines The First’s left leg, and FORCES HIM FACE-FIRST to the mat! Tact keeps moving, transitioning The First over onto his back but keeping that arm in place… right into a modified Cross Armbar! That’s unbelievable strain on The First’s shoulder!

MN: Man, I’m glad I got the human wrestling dictionary over here, otherwise I’d just be calling this action as, “Yeah, he’s got him in a hold. It looks like it hurts.”

DM: Obviously, Larry Tact has built his reputation on being a solid technical wrestler, and he’s got the right size and strength to be a physical force in the ring, to deliver all those big ring-shaking slams you mark over all the time.

MN: Awesome! I’m a fan, you’re a fan!

DM: My God, we agree on something!

DT: I better call my late Uncle Roy to see how the weather is down there and if, in fact, Hell TRULY has frozen over! In the meantime, The First continues to fight the pain in his arm as Tact continues to keep that Armbar held in place! The First is refusing to submit to this, but how much longer can he hold out?

MN: Say Dave, how can you call your Uncle Roy if he’s dead?

DT: Nevermind, Mike. I was making a metaphor. Just shut up and watch.

DM: Wait a second, sounds like the FANS are coming to the support of the Tag Team Champion! The First on his side, giving his legs the leverage they need to work himself onto his legs! The First trying to make something happen… but Tact FORCES him back to the mat!

DT: Oh, but The First doesn’t stay down for long this time! He’s back on his feet, and Tact’s got that arm locked in his grasp like a VICE! But a SHOT TO THE FOREHEAD from The First’s free arm causes him to break the hold, and The First ESCAPES that torturous submission hold!

DM: But at what cost? Being in the size and strength disadvantage, The First needs every limb at his disposal!

MN: Eh, he’s got three or four more he can burn through. Don’t these goth kids regenerate? You know, they cut themselves all the time…

DT: Tact back up, and catches The First while he was busy rubbing the pain out of his arm! There’s a FOREARM to the lower back that keeps the Tag Team Champion hurting, and Tact goes right back to that arm by taking his wrist and giving it a TWIST!

DM: Tact is playing it very simple and reserved right now. He has the power and ability to throw The First around the ring like a rag doll, but he’s withholding that strength to give his opponent an extra dose of pain!

MN: I thought he was a masochist!

DT: Looks like it’s working effectively with—oh wait, The First flips over and REVERSES the arm wrench, sending Larry Tact flipping to the mat! Wait, keeps ahold of the arm—and SMASHES a defenseless Larry Tact into the mat with a standing Senton Splash!

DM: A great turnaround for the Forsaken, and The First goes right over to his own corner, and makes the tag to a grinning Felix Red! Tact and Red are hardly strangers in this sport, Dave.

DT: Well it looks like they can carry their familiarity of one another into the EPW ring!

DM: Felix steps in as Tact comes to his feet and tells him to bring it! Both men CRASH into the tie-up! It’s a regular battle of strength!

DT: Tact overpowering, forcing Felix right into the corner! Pat Jones calls for the break, and there’s the release… AND TACT STRIKES—NO!! Felix QUICKLY got out of the way before Tact could land a cheap shot like that!

MN: Come on, he can’t wait around forever!

DM: Felix meets Tact with a BOOT TO THE GUT as he turns around… follows through with a ROLLING DDT, and quickly hooks the leg for the cover!

DT: Could this be it?!

One!

Two!

NO! Larry Tact kicks out! He’s hardly taken a beating yet!

DM: That may change in time with Felix Red in control. Red has Tact back to his feet, and there’s the whip to the—no, TACT REVERSES, sending Felix into the ropes! Here’s Tact looking for the Back Body Drop—BUT FELIX CATCHES HIM IN THE FACE with a FLIPPING BICYCLE KICK!

DT: Incredible display of athleticism on the part of Felix Red… and in a remarkable display of brutality, he just DECKS TROY DOUGLAS RIGHT OFF THE APRON!! Now Felix is just standing there with a sadistic grin on his face! What did Douglas do to provoke that?!

MN: His presence is a talent vacuum, Dave! Come on, we’ve been watching the guy for how long? You’d THINK you’d have it figured out by now…

DM: Tact is back on his feet, but Felix is there to meet him with a SHARP KICK to the side! Felix follows through, right into a HIGH KICK into the chest of Larry Tact that knocks him back into his team’s corner! A grappler like Tact is naturally going to have a hard time with a striker like Felix Red when he’s on his feet and moving too fast to react!

DT: Wait a second, here comes an incensed TROY DOUGLAS, sliding into the ring and looking for revenge! But PAT JONES is immediately there to stop him, ordering him back to the apron!

DM: And the Forsaken go right to work with the DOUBLE-TEAMING while Pat Jones has his back to their corner! The First has Tact’s arms wrapped back around the steel post while Felix Red just goes INTO HIM with a BARRAGE of Shotokan Kicks!

MN: He learned that move from Chun Li!

DT: Textbook double-teaming, and you have to wonder if Felix Red knocked Douglas off the apron just to get him angry so they could have this opportunity!

DM: I wouldn’t put it past him. Felix Red is notorious for pissing off his opponents, and Troy Douglas doesn’t appear any different. But it looks like the referee has finally coaxed Troy back onto the apron, and turns back to the action just in time for The First to resume his place on the apron as if nothing ever happened.

DT: There’s the tag to The First, but Felix is going up to the second rope, and The First is going to the near corner. Here’s Felix OFF THE TURNBUCKLE WITH A TORNADO DDT ON LARRY TACT… and THE FIRST COMES OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A GUILLOTINE LEGDROP to follow it up!! The First quickly going for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!!

NO!! Broken up by Douglas, who immediately goes after Felix, but the Tag Team Champion is already in the ringside area, leaving Pat Jones to order him out of the ring once again!

DM: The IC Champ has GOT to get his head screwed on straight! He’s testing the ref’s patience, and look now, as Felix slips back into the ring and holds down on the legs of the prone Larry Tact… Douglas’ distracting the referee is playing right into the Forsaken’s advantage!

DT: Here’s The First jumping back to the top rope, AND COMES SAILING THROUGH THE AIR WITH A MOONSAULT!! Man, Douglas is KILLING Larry Tact in there!

MN: It’s a real bummer to see a solid talent like that get weighed down by a loser like Troy Douglas…

DT: To be fair, the two of them aren’t a regular tag team, and they ARE going up against the Tag Team Champions. Even so, Troy Douglas is demonstrating little discipline and patience. He’s finally back on the apron, and Felix Red slips to the outside once again, as The First makes the cover and Pat Jones makes the count!

ONE!!

TWO!!

THR—OH NO, Tact with the kickout! It’s truly remarkable that he’s able to survive the Forsaken working in tandem!

MN: No thanks to Megatron over there…

DM: The First makes the quick tag back to Felix Red, and goes to bring Larry Tact back off the mat. Felix standing ready in his corner, and The First delivers Tact with an Irish Whip—RIGHT INTO A SPINNING HEEL KICK—

DT: NO!!! Tact DUCKED the Spinning Heel Kick from Felix Red!! Felix turns around… and gets BLASTED IN THE FACE with a HARD BACK ELBOW from Tact! Here comes The FIRST to his partner’s aid!!

DM: And he’s met with an ELBOW TO THE FACE of his own! Tact is fighting back! Now he boots The First onto his shoulders in the Fireman’s Carry position! Wait, Felix Red coming back to put a stop to this… and he’s DOUBLED OVER with a BOOT TO THE GUT! Here comes The First off of Tact’s shoulders—OH MAN!!

DT: AND TACT DROPS THE FIRST into a STOMACH BUSTER with FELIX RED’S HEAD between GUT AND KNEE!! What a TREMENDOUS double play that leaves The First rolling out of the ring, clutching his abs, and Felix Red lying prone on the mat! Just like that, Larry Tact tears down the Forsaken’s momentum!

DM: Now would be an excellent time to tag in the waiting Troy Douglas with his arm hanging over the ropes… but Tact just looks at him, and IGNORES him! Can’t say that’s a wise move there…

MN: Who gives a damn about it being a “wise” move?! It was a BOLD move! It’s there to make a statement! In that statement, Larry Tact is telling Troy Douglas, “SCREW YOU, I’m better off without you! I’LL win the titles!”

DT: I think Mike has a point there, Dean, although I can’t help but wonder how these two will take the Tag Team Titles unless they can cooperate! Regardless, Larry Tact back in control as he brings Felix Red back to his feet… has him in a standing head-scissor… and just CRUSHES Felix with a SNAP POWERBOMB—right into a PRAWN HOLD!

ONE!!

TWO!!

NO!! A desperate kickout from Felix Red, and the Forsaken keep their titles from slipping away!

DM: Well, if Tact can keep up this kind of offense, I guess he CAN win without Douglas’ help… but it won’t be easy.

MN: Leave “easy” for punks like Megatron over there who can only win titles when their opponents have morality issues. Larry Tact doesn’t need “easy” to be a badass!

DT: Tact still in control, brings Felix Red to his feet… going for the whip—REVERSED BY FELIX!! Wait, Douglas with the BLIND TAG as Tact bounces off the ropes!!

DM: Here’s Felix with a SUPERKICK—DUCKED BY TACT, who counters with a ROLLING TOE HOLD—STRAIGHT INTO A PIN!!

DT: But he’s not the legal man! Pat Jones is trying to explain this to him as Troy Douglas tears into the ring, practically SHOVES his partner to the side, and delivers a barrage of fists to Felix Red’s face while he’s down! Larry Tact looks PISSED!!

MN: As well he oughta be! Troy Douglas just RUINED his freakin’ ring-mojo! Tact was about to win the titles right there!

DM: I dunno about that, but Tact is looking very irritated as he goes to the apron per Pat Jones’ request, leaving Troy Douglas in the ring with Felix Red. While I feel Tact needs to rest up, I don’t think he appreciated Douglas volunteering himself back into this match.

DT: Douglas taking the control on behalf of his team… brings Felix Red to his feet, and hooks him around the waist… GERMAN SUPLEX with a BRIDGE!!

ONE!!

TWO!!

And Felix kicks out!

MN: Maybe Troy just wants the pinfall for himself! Makes sense, you know? He uses a SUPERIOR talent like Larry to go in to wear down the Forsaken, but just slips in at the last second to steal all the glory, so he can go around and say, “Yeah, I won the Tag Titles on my own!” Man, what a selfish, egoist prick!

DT: I wouldn’t go as far as to make an assumption like that, Mike. Douglas wasn’t happy when Felix took that cheap shot at him earlier, and now he’s here to settle the score. Douglas with the Tag Team Champion back to his feet… there’s a whip to the ropes—and Felix MAKES THE TAG to The First as he comes running back!

DM: Here’s Douglas with a LARIAT—and Felix DUCKS, SLIPPING under the ropes to the outside! The First setting himself onto the TOP ROPE!! Is Troy even aware the tag was made?!

DT: I don’t think so, Dean! He’s looking to Felix Red, who points to his corner, where The First is perched and waiting… Douglas turns around—AND THE FIRST COMES OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A DIVING HURRICANRANA!!! What a DEATH-DEFYING MANUEVER!!

DM: Executed with perfection, with the assistance of Felix Red! It’s that kind of teamwork that brought those two to the tag team titles!

MN: I bet Douglas wishes he hadn’t jumped in on his own now!

DT: Larry Tact can only shakes his head from his place on the apron… and The First makes the cover! Could this be it?!

ONE!!

TWO!!

THR—NO!! The Forsaken were HALF A SECOND AWAY from retaining their titles, but Troy Douglas stays alive!

DM: Alive, but banged up, and against the tandem of The First and Felix Red, he may not—OH, THE FIRST WITH INESCAPABLE TORMENT OUT OF NOWHERE!!

DT: HE’S GOT DOUGLAS LOCKED IN PLACE!!

ONE!!

TWO!!

OH, HE’S GOT THE ROPES!!

MN: Bah… 

DM: I thought for CERTAIN that Douglas wasn’t getting out of that one! But the Intercontinental Champion keeps his chances for victory alive, and is given the opportunity to recover as he has ahold of the ropes! The First goes to his corner to tag in Felix Red…

DT: …and there goes Douglas, diving to his corner to make the tag!

MN: COME ON, LARRY!! Show him how it’s done!

DT: Wait a minute, Tact just DROPS TO THE FLOOR!! He REFUSES the tag!

DM: Oh man, you can’t leave a man hangin’ like that! I guess Tact has decided he’s had enough of Troy Douglas in this match!

DT: Oh, come on… Douglas’ behavior has been questionable, but the TAG TITLES are on the line here!

MN: BULLCRAP!! Larry Tact has nothing to gain by carrying Troy Douglas on his shoulders! Carrying the EPW Tag Titles with THAT worthless CHOKE ARTIST would only hold him down!

DM: Douglas having some words with Tact, but maybe he should bring his attention back to—TOO LATE!! Felix Red jumps the IC Champ from behind, sets him onto his shoulders—

DT: ECSTASY IN AGONY!!! HE JUST TOTALLY BLINDSIDED TROY DOUGLAS WITH THAT DEVASTATING MOVE!!

DM: Troy Douglas is in a bad place, and Felix makes the tag back to The First—who IMMEDIATELY goes to the top rope—

DT: CUT THE THREAT!! WHAT a DOUBLE KO from the FORSAKEN!! It’s ALL OVER for Troy Douglas as The First makes the cover!!

ONE!!


TWO!!!



THREE!!! THE CHAMPIONS RETAIN!!

[“Agenda Suicide” hits the PA as The First pops back to his feet and slaps hands with Felix Red. Pat Jones holds up their arms in victory as a disgusted Larry Tact goes back up the rampway.]

DM: Well THERE’S one for the FTV Highlight Reel! The Forsaken came out tonight and proved WHY they are the Tag Team Champions!

MN: Oh, stop stroking them off, Dean! The Forsaken won because TACT wisely backed out of this match at the last minute. Not that I blame him, because he probably realized that failure was imminent with that CHOKE ARTIST Troy Douglas!

DT: I’d have to disagree, Mike. It seemed to me that the reason why Douglas and Tact couldn’t cooperate was instigated by the Forsaken, who took advantage of the rift between teammates and used their advantage in teamwork to pull out the win here tonight!

DM: Either way, with the performance by the champions we just witnessed, you really have to consider the state of the Kings of the Cage Tournament, which is well underway. While the four remaining teams will push themselves to their very limits to earn the title of Kings of the Cage, their greatest challenge will certainly lie in the two men standing tall in the ring, who stand at the end of the road!

DT: This has been a TREMENDOUS evening for EPW’s Tag Team scene! With the Kings of the Cage Tournament past the first round, what lies next for the Tag Team Champions, the Forsaken?

[With their titles returned to them by Gothopotimus, The First and Felix Red scale opposing turnbuckles and present their belts to the cheering fans while Pat Jones assists Douglas from the ring and to the back.]

MN: Sitting on their ass and waiting for someone to mount a challenge would be my guess.

DT: Folks, that’s it for tonight!! For Dean Matthews and Mike Neely…..we’re outta here!!!