[FADEIN: The ring, surrounded by the cage. Tony Fatora stands ready to introduce the combatants in the next contest.]

DT: “Well here we go folks, the big clash between Second Coming and the feuding duo of Beast and Craig Miles.”

MN: “Oh this is going be brutal, I can hardly wait for the injuries to pile up!”

[The ramp EXPLODES in fire as pyro goes off all over the ramp. CUEUP: “Sleep Now In The Fire” by RATM as Craig Miles steps out to onto the ramp, smoking as usual, a MILESwile grin on his face. Miles walks to the cage with a cocky swagger.”

TF: “Coming to the ring first…He hails from Seattle, Washington and weights in at 235 pounds…He is the Dean of Thermodynamics…COCKY!!! CRAIG!! MILES!!!!!”

[Miles basks in the boos of the crowd as he enters the cage and begins to stretch out.]

TF: “And his partner…He hails from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada and weighs in at 287 pounds…HERE…IS…BEAST!!!!”

[Instead of the opening of “Ladies and Gentleman” there is silence, the crowd starts buzzing]

DT: “What’s going on here?”

DM: “I don’t know, maybe he got a flat tire, or he missed a flight.”

[Suddenly from behind the curtain rush forth Bryan Storms and Matt Johansson…Second Coming! Miles looks a bit stunned but then gets himself ready.]

DT: “Wait a second! Second Coming are charging the ring now, Beast hasn’t even made his way out here…Now they are in the cage. [Bell rings!] and I guess this one is underway.”

MN: “Miles better have eaten his wheaties today, cause he’s gonna need it!”

DT: “And it’s going to be Storms starting it off for Second Coming against Miles who appears to be flying solo…Miles kicks Storm in the gut and quickly bashes his head into the turnbuckle. Miles now THROWS Storm hard into the CAGE! Miles with a roll up!”

ONE!


TWO!

DT: “No! Storms out right at the count of two and he quickly makes the tag to Johansson who takes his time getting in the ring as Miles waves him on.”

DM: “Miles may act like an idiot, but he knows this game inside and out, he knew he had to go for a quick pin to win this match before Johansson could break it up.”

DT: “Miles now grabs Johansson and drills him with a series of punches to the gut, now an eye gouge stuns Johansson and Miles comes off the ropes…BIG CLOTHESLINE! Johansson quickly stumbles over to his corner and tags in Storms.”

DM: “Miles is making a real good showing so far, the question is how long can he keep this going against two men.”

DT: “Miles now in the corner of Second Coming and he’s hammering away on both of them with a series of right hands. Miles hammering away on both men…Storms staggers from the corner and throws a dropkick at Miles that sends him crashing head first into Johansson! Johansson hit’s the cage hard and Miles stumbles over towards Storm…Who CRUSHES HIM WITH A DDT!!! STORMS COVERS!!”


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TWO!!!



DT: “NO! Miles gets out at two and a half! Storms now putting the boots to Miles as he pushes him into Second Coming’s corner. Johansson now back on the apron after shaking off the effects of that dropkick…He now takes the tag and both men work Miles over with punches and kicks as the ref gives them a five count…Johansson now quickly tags Storms back in and they repeat the process again…Miles has fallen over from the corner and now is just laying on the mat as both members of Second Coming are stomping his guts out.”

MN: “This is going to be brutal, hell, this might get us banned from family hour programming for how horrific a beating Miles about to take!”

DT: “Miles now pulled to his feet by Storms who grabs him…BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! And the cover!”


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TWO!!



DT: “No! Again Miles fights it off!” 

DM: “I don’t know what side of the ‘brave/stupid’ line this falls on, but Miles is sure doing everything he can out here.”

DT: “Miles continues to be worked over by Storms who lifts him up and a SNAP SUPLEX! Storms with a tag to Johansson who drops an elbow on Miles and another one…Johansson tosses Miles into the corner and now unloads [Crowd starts ‘woo’ing!] with chops! 

MN: “I know this is the King of the Cage and it’s supposed to be pretty brutal and all, but the ref should think about stopping this, Miles hasn’t done anything but get thrashed for as long as I can remember in this fight.”

DT: “Storms tagged back in and now Johansson whips Miles into the ropes…Drop Toe Hold by Johansson…BIG LEGDROP BY STORMS! And Johansson loves it, yelling at the crowd!”

DM: “OH MY GOD!”

DT: “OH LORD! MILES JUST HIT STORMS WITH A FIREBALL! MILES WITH A ROLL UP!!”




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THREE!!!




DT: “Oh my! Craig Miles has done it! Somehow he’s just stolen this match from Second Coming!”

TF: “Here are your winners and advancing to the finals of the King of the Cage Tournament…”Cocky” Craig Miles, and Beast!!!”

DT: “Who even knows if Beast will show up for the finals, and I hope we get a word on the condition of Storms after he got hit with that fireball.”

DM: “Johansson had his back turned after the double team move and he never saw Miles throw the fireball.”

[Johansson, leaning over his partner staring up at Miles, grinning and backing his way up the ramp, cigarette dangling from one corner of his mouth.]

MN: “I hope it burned half his face off and he turns into a coin flipping serial killer.”

DT: “Oh lord…We’ll be right back after this!”