[Watson charges at Doe. Doe ducks and trips Watson making him go face first into the ring]
DT: Nice trip by John Doe. Doe now lifting up Kevin Watson by his neck.
MN: Watson getting a face full of the ring with that one!
[John gives Watson a hard punch in the face. The referee yells Doe to use an open fist. Doe lifts Watson to his feet, Watson kicks Doe in the stomach. Doe lets go Watson’s neck, Kevin grabs Doe and gives him a hard T-bone Suplex]
DT: A thunderous T-bone Suplex by Kevin Watson.
[Watson gets to his feet again. Watson picks up Doe above his heads.]
DT: The strength of Kevin Watson lifting Doe above his head. Kevin now dropping Doe on to his knee. Doe’s rib cage crashing against the knee of Kevin Watson, and the damage may have been done as John Doe holds his ribs in pain.
MN: Doe is looking like rag doll already. Just ring the bell Watson’s going to win.
DT: The match just started you can’t make that judgment. Watson now Irish Whipping Doe into the ropes, Doe with the rebound, an amazing Spinning Wheel Kick to the face of Kevin Watson!
[Watson stumbles back after the Spinning Wheel Kick and falls onto one knee holding his face. Doe runs full speed at Watson giving him a hard Shinning Wizard.]
DT: And now a harsh Shinning Wizard to the temple of Kevin Watson. Doe walking to the cage and starting to climb. Watson to his feet chasing after Doe.
MN: Climb man! Climb faster!
[Watson grabs Doe foot and pulls him off the cage. Watson starts kicking Doe as Doe rises to his feet. Watson whips Doe into the turnbuckle. Watson walks towards Doe. Doe climbs the turnbuckle fast and jumps off nailing a Flying Hurricurana.]
DT: A nice Hurricurana by John Doe.
MN: Now if only he climb the cage as fast as he climb that turnbuckle he would have won.
[Doe takes off the turnbuckle padding. Doe lifts up Watson to his feet. Watson stagers a bit holding his head.]
DT: Doe exposing that turnbuckle! What’s is he thinking?
[Doe slams Watson head into the exposed turnbuckle. Watson falls to the ground his head beginning to rush with blood, Fans cheer and rise to their feet.]
MN: He busted Watson wide open! Doe now applying The Figure Four Leg-Lock! Watson yelling in pain, Watson tapping his hand hard against the ring, but there are no tap outs! Kevin has just flipped off his back and onto his stomach reversing the hold so the pressure is put onto John Doe, Now Doe is tapping out!
[Doe releases the Figure Four and stands up then turns around towards Watson, Kevin gets up and low blows Doe. The fans boo Watson as he does so. Watson gets up and puts Doe in-between his legs.]
DT: Watson lifting up Doe. Watson setting up a Powerbomb! Doe’s fighting it!!! Kevin lifting Doe in the air. NO!! Doe with a reverse, John Doe has hit a Inverted DDT!
[As Kevin hits the mat, Doe locks in a Suplex and gets to his feet. Doe tries to lift up Kevin but fails, Doe attempts yet again but once more fails. Kevin uses the leverage from the last attempt and Snap Suplexs Doe.]
DT: Nice Suplex by Kevin Watson. Kevin now lifting John up, and another snap Suplex. Watson locking his hands round Doe waist. A BELLY TO BELLY OVER HEAD SUPLEX, Doe hitting the cage walls and bouncing off of it, the injured back of John Doe encountering even more damaged!!!
[Doe stays on his back and begins holding it in extreme pain as the cage stops shaking from his impact to it. Kevin picks John up in a Bear Hug situation, Watson runs full speed to the exposed turnbuckle slamming Doe’s back into it.]
MN: John Doe yelling in pain as he lays against the turnbuckle, his face showing excruciating pain.
[Watson starts to climb to cage, fans start clapping their hands together to make Doe get up]
MN: Watson is going to win! Watson climbing the cage. What... he...he stopped to catch his breath, what’s wrong with him? He probably thinks Doe is knocked out. Doe’s getting up and climbing the cage also! Doe has caught up to Kevin! John now locking his hands around Kevin’s waist!
[Doe pulls Watson off the cage wall performing a German Release Suplex off the cage wall, a large THUD is heard in the arena as they make contact with the ring. Fans starting cheering]
DT: Both men laying flat on the ring, John to his feet first. John Doe lifting up Watson throwing him into the ropes, John with the rebound coming back! AMNESIA ATTACK!!! [Fans cheer loudly] John Doe using a large Amnesia Attack to Kevin Watson! John Know holding his back in pain. How much more can John Doe’s back take?
[Doe gets to his feet as he drags Kevin Watson to the middle of the ring. Doe climbs up the cage as Kevin lays limp in the ring]
MN; Now why does it take so long to climb a stupid cage? Come on now, just climb man! Wait....Doe has stopped at the top? He’s standing on the cage ledge facing towards Kevin Watson! What’s he doing!?!
[Doe stands on the ledge and takes a deep breath and leaps off doing Shooting Star Press, Doe lands on Watson. Watson eyes open wide in pain]
[Fans start chanting “Holy Shit, Holy Shit, Holy Shit...........”]
DT: OH MY GOD! DOE WITH A SHOOTING STAR PRESS OFF THE TOP OF THE CAGE, I CAN’T BELIEVE MY EYES!!!
MN: Then don’t look. What’s he doing now?! Doe going for a cover on Watson? IT’S CLIMB OUT ONLY BUDDY! Man, people's Intellagence amaze me these days....idiots.
[The referee breaks up the pin as Doe just lays there holding his head in his dumb mistake. The referee starts the ten count.]
Ref: 1.........2...........3...........4.............5...........6...........7.............8..........9....
[Doe gets up very slowly and lifts Watson to his feet. Watson punches Doe in the rib cage again, and then again, until Doe falls to a knee. Watson whips John hard to the ropes, Watson rebounds and hits the Cobra Clutch Suplex on Doe.]
DT: WATSON WITH THE COBRA CLUTCH SUPLEX!!! Watson now rising to his feet and climbing the cage!
MN: I think Kevin Watson has shattered Doe’s ribs, look at John he’s gasping for air!
[Watson climbs the cage as the fans cheer for Doe to get up. Doe lifts up his upper body as blood starts to drip from his mouth. Doe stands up and climbs the cage also. Doe and Watson both mount the top of the steel cage at the same time, they begin to exchange punches at the top]
MN: Left and rights are flying at the top of the cage! Watson and Doe are now rising to their feet. Watson grabbing Doe, Watson has locked the Cobra Clutch Suplex again! He’s going to toss Doe down to the ring!! Wait! Doe is fighting it!
[Doe fights his way out of the move as Watson and Doe lose their balance on the top of the cage and both fall towards the outside of the ring. Watson and Doe hit the arena floor at the same time. Doe coughs up blood as the bell rings.]
DT: They both have exited the cage! Who won the match!?! I can’t believe this!
MN: Watson won that match fair and square he hit the floor first! Plus, he’s just better, pure out better than Doe, one because Doe is Sloppy and two....
[CUE UP: “Imperial March” by Rage Against the Machine. As the words EPW Flashes and explodes on the EmpireTron, videos of Paul Freeman are shown as the crowd begins to boo, yet some cheer.]
MN: Hey, looks as Freeman still has some loyal fans to him!
[The referee looks confused, as Paul Freeman shows up on the entrance ramp. Fans boo loudly as Paul shows his face. Paul lifts a microphone his lips. Watson and Doe lay in pain on the arena floor, Doe’s mouth runs with blood, as Watson’s forehead drips blood onto the floor.]
DT: Well, look’s like the boss is going to take care of this one!
MN: YES! He has the answers to everything.
[Paul stays at the top of the ramp, then begins to clap.]
Freeman: WOW! In all my time in the wrestling business that was the closest match I have seen, but see there’s a problem you both hit the floor at the same time! Now, I am fair, I am nice, and I am not bias to any of my wrestlers here at EPW. Plus, I am smart and don’t need anymore enemies; To say that Watson won the match. [Fans boo cutting off Freeman in his sentence]. To say Watson won the match would put Doe against me, but to say Doe won the match [Fans cheer] would put, well Watson against me. So, I have come to the decision that this match is a tie..
[Watson rises to his feet and so does Doe, John Wipes blood from his lips.]
[Doe walks staggering and tripping over his own feet up the ramp. Doe then5 grabs the mic from Freeman, Fans cheer as he does so.]
Doe: No, there is no.....tie.....we..need to finish this! Me and Watson [Freeman shakes his head, the crowd boos at him]. ANYTHING! ANY MATCH PAUL! PICK IT!
Freeman: Fine Doe, any match huh? [Doe nods] Ok, In two weeks on Aggression, for the first time, it will be John Doe versus Kevin “K-9” Watson, NO HOLDS BAR!
[Watson shakes his head yelling at Freeman not the sign the match. Doe nods smiling, Doe goes backstage as the cage rises back to the ceiling of the arena. Watson starts yelling in Freeman’s face. Freeman walks away backstage, Watson chases him.]
DT: Well, no Pay-Per-View is complete without a little controversy, and Doe and Watson certainly delivered some.
MN: But that Doe guy's whacked, man. Why's he wanna keep chasing Watson, anyway?
DT: We may never know. In any case -
["Dark Machine" by Paul Oakenfold cues up, and the lights in the arena go out; the GlobalTron lights up with an image of Christian Sands gazing down from a distance, his face illuminated as if by car headlights through a window. After the first fourteen seconds of the song, a red strobelight kicks in. Smoke machines begin blowing a drifting mist horizontally across the ramp as Christian Sands emerges, striding down the ramp with the mist curling about his feet. He vaults into the ring over the top rope and grabs a mic.]
DT: Well, apparently we're about to be addressed by Christian Sands here!
MN: What's he got to say?
[Sands raises the mic, but is interrupted by the boos of the crowd. He pauses for a moment, scowling.]
SANDS: Hey. Shut up when your betters speak.
[This, of course, evokes more boos.]
SANDS: So what's this I hear about Beast and his wench trying to run me down on the mic, hm? You think it's cute to put your little argument with Ryan on hold for the sake of getting in your digs at me, Beast? I'll tell you something, kid. Keep it up, because it's the only thing you'll ever have on me. Face it, Beast. You're a pussy-whipped oaf, son, and on your best day you couldn't hold my jock. The most you'll ever amount to is carrying my bags and shining the title that I WILL claim here at Black Dawn. Tonight, Beast, I will piss on your dreams and -
[The arena lighting suddenly drops to total darkness, evoking a surprised gasp from the crowd. The EmpireTron lights up after a moment, revealing a golden number 10.]
DT: What? What's happening?
MN: What's that ten?
DT: I don't know, but it's counting down!
[Indeed, the number on the EmpireTron changes as it counts down.
Ten.
Nine.
Eight.
Seven.
Six.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
...Zero.]
[With a thunderous detonation, a blast of gold pyro erupts at the head of the ramp, and "Bullet With Butterfly Wings" by the Offspring kicks in, sending the crowd into wild cheers. A video plays across the 'Tron in the still-darkened arena, showing indistinct shots of a lean man in street clothes destroying various hazy opponents with a variety of DDTs, including a double knee-lift segued into a flowing DDT. Finally, as the chorus hits, the lights flare with another eruption of pyro, and the crowd blows the roof off the arena as a figure is revealed at the head of the ramp.]
DT: IT'S ZERO!!!
MN: AAAAAH!!! HE'S HERE!!!
DT: WE HEARD THE RUMORS, BUT NOW IT'S CONFIRMED!!! NATE LOGAN IS HERE IN EMPIRE PRO WRESTLING, AND HE LOOKS BETTER THAN EVER!!!
MN: I-I'm in SHOCK! After almost a year on the sidelines, Zero is BACK!
[Zero stands at the head of the ramp for several moments, drinking in the tumultuous cheers of the crowd. Finally, he turns his attention to Sands and raises the mic he brought with him.]
ZERO: Hold on, hold on... Who are you again? Aren't you that one guy from GXW who used to talk to a skull?
[This draws peals of laughter from the crowd and a middle-finger from Sands.]
ZERO: So who the hell are you, anyway? Coming out here and running your mouth as if you'd already won the belt... what gives a bitch like you the right to come out here and cut in on my time?
SANDS: Listen here, Logan. You shut your f*cking mouth, because you don't know a damn thing. Who the hell are YOU? The guy who was GXW World Champion but pissed it all away by smoking dope in the back? Get out of here, Logan. Go back to your little sh*thole and drop some more acid. The last thing I need is some little f*cking stoner who couldn't handle the view from the top of the mountain coming out here and trying to leech off MY heat.
ZERO: Is that so.
SANDS: It is, Logan.
ZERO: Then you'll forgive me if I stick around, won't you?
SANDS: You don't seem to get it, NATE. It's like this. We can do this one of two ways. The easy way, or the hard way. The easy way - you go backstage right now, get your bags, and leave this fed. The hard way - I jump out of this ring, beat you to within an inch of your life, drag you backstage, shove you INTO your bag, and throw you out of EPW. It's your choice, Logan.
ZERO: ...Let's try the third choice. MY way. In which you TRY and remove me, but I leave you in a pool of your own blood.
SANDS: ...The hard way it is, then.
[Sands drops the mic and slides under the bottom rope, stalking up the ramp to meet Logan. Logan drops his own mic, rushing down the ramp as the crowd roars.]
DT: This thing has exploded! OH, Zero spears Sands down! They're hammering away at each other! This crowd is going crazy!
MN: It's an all-out brawl on the ramp!
DT: These two are beating the hell out of each other here!
MN: Here comes security!
DT: EPW Security is trying to separate Zero and Sands! Pulling them apart - NO, Zero breaks free and rushes Sands again! They're both pounding away!
MN: This is out of control!
DT: Security separates them again! It's taking five men on each to hold them back!
MN: Man, you can just feel the hate in the air!
DT: Folks, EPW security is escorting Sands and Zero backstage, but man, that was something!
MN: You just KNOW it's not over between those two!