MN: Now why would he do that?

[Marx is left holding his jaw on the mat following the low dropkick delivered by Troy Douglas, who had made a quick recovery. Douglas leaves him like that as he goes into stomping the chest and face of Clapper.]

DT: Troy Douglas is taking it to Clapper! A bit of revenge for what went down in GWE!

MN: This guy's crazy!!

[Douglas finally switches from stomps to picking Clapper up to his feet. He hooks his head under his arm, and nails him with a BIG DDT that causes the fans to cheer! Douglas rolls over and hooks the leg for a pin.]

DT: Another pin attempt on Clapper...

One!

Two!

Th--NO!! Clapper kicks out...

MN: Clapper is a hard guy to put down, it seems...

[Meanwhile, Cruise comes back to his feet as he notices Douglas being kicked off of Clapper. Cruise calls for Douglas, and the two form a second of mutal understanding as they lock arms and sweep Clapper back down to the mat with a Double Clothesline! Marx comes back to his feet to get in on some of the action, but is quickly caught off guard with a low shot to the gut by Cruise followed by a hammerblow from Douglas. The two controlling wrestlers, continuing to work together, bring Marx back to his feet, take either of his arms, and whip him into the ropes. Marx returns, and gets sent for the ride of his life as Douglas and Cruise throw him into a Double Armdrag that hypes up the audience.]

DT: Great teamwork by Cruise and Douglas!

MN: Good to see these guys working together... even though Douglas is merely using Cruise's talents to get further in this match.

DT: What the hell are you talking about?

[Cruise and Douglas share a high five. Douglas then turns to continue the pressure on Marx, when Cruise, breaking the partnership bonds, unexpectedly grabs him from behind and throws him nearly the entire distance of the ring with a PAINFUL Half-Nelson Suplex! Douglas is tossed away like a rag doll.]

MN: BWHAHAHAHAHA!! So much for working together! You see, Cruise is too smart for that idiot Douglas!

DT: ...whatever, Mike...

[As Cruise comes up again, he quickly notices Marx coming back to his feet with the help of the ropes. But as he goes to take care of that, he fails to notice Clapper also recovering in the other corner. Cruise meets Marx and lays into him with a big right. Marx fights back with a chop across the chest. The two start trading blows left and right, until Clapper, seeing the situation, rushes them both and knocks the fighting pair OVER the ropes!!]

DT: CLAPPER OUT OF NOWHERE, sends Cruise and Marx to the outside!

MN: That bastard...

DT: But what, Douglas on a knee, recovering after his last fall...

MN: Eh?

[Clapper stands at the ropes for a moment, smiling proudly as he looks down at the sprawled bodies of his two opponents. He is obviously happy with his handiwork. But as he is taken up in the moment, Douglas quietly sneaks up from behind. Without warning, Douglas executes a surprises roll-up pin! The ref quickly goes to make the count.]

DT: Now it's DOUGLAS out of nowhere!!

ONE!!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

MN: OH MAN!!

DT: That's it, Clapper is OUTTA HERE!! Douglas caught him out of nowhere and made the quick pin! Man, I don't believe that! Talk about sweet revenge after the loss at GWE's Battleground Britain!

MN: Bah, good riddance...

[Clapper, back on his feet in surprise, hears the bell ring and promptly receives the news from the referee. He shakes his head in disappointment as Douglas returns to his feet. Clapper points at him with his head slightly cocked while wearing a grin, showing an obvious sign of respect to his eliminator. With that, Clapper exits the ring and goes back up the ramp. Meanwhile, outside the ring, Marx and Cruise recover after their recent spill, and immediately notice each other. Not at all mindful of being counted out, they quickly pounce on each other and commence to their previous fist fight.]

DT: Clapper's gone, and the war wages on between Cameron Cruise and Jonathan Marx!

MN: Beat the snot outta him, Cam!

[Douglas sees the fight going on, and decides to break it up. He hits the ropes on the opposite side of the ring to gain momentum, and returns, flipping over the ropes with a graceful plancha. He falls on top of Marx and Cruise, laying both men out. All three men end up in a heap outside the ring. Douglas is the first to come back to his feet, bringing Cruise with him. Douglas smashes Cruise's face against the ring apron, and follows up with a WHALLOPING Side Suplex! As he gets to his feet, he's tackled by Marx and shoved up against the barricade.]

DT: Boy, this match is getting brutal! The remaining three men are going crazy outside the ring!

MN: Careful, Dave... they're coming our way!

[Marx leads a weakened Troy Douglas over to the commentary table, and pounds his head over the corner! Douglas is put to the floor, where Jonathan Marx puts a few easy kicks into his opponent's ribcage. Nearby, Cruise groggily gets to his feet. Marx brings Douglas back to his feet, takes him by the arm, and executes a whip--unknowingly running him into Cruise. Cruise has only a moment to react, but it's enough, as he catches Douglas with a back-body drop that sends him over the barricade! Following this, Cruise looks around for a moment, confused as to what cause his suddenly reflexive movement. That second of hesitation is all it takes for Jonathan Marx to put him to the ground with a standing dropkick out of nowhere!]

MN: OOH... MAN!!

DT: Jonathan Marx is definitely in control at this point! He had perfect control over Douglas a moment ago, and now he's just LAID OUT Cameron Cruise!

MN: Damnit, this ain't good... I could lose my fifty bucks!

DT: Oh, so you really DO have money on Cruise?

MN: Well yeah!

DT: Best of luck to you then, but by the way things are turning out now, you might be fifty dollars poorer by the end of this match...

MN: Nah... Cruise will bounce back.

[Marx picks Cruise back off the mat and takes him to the ring, rolling him in under the ropes. He's about to go in himself when he remembers Douglas. When he gets onto the apron, he turns around, seeing Douglas back on his feet, hopping the barricade and ready to go at it again. Both men stand in a tense staredown... waiting for the other to make the first move. The moment is ended when Cruise, forgotten back in the ring, comes to his feet and clobbers Marx in the back of the head from inside. Marx falls off the apron, tumbling down on the pads bordering the ring. As he comes to his feet, Douglas quickly capitalizes by catching him off guard and throwing him into a Swinging Neckbreaker!]

DT: WOW!! Swinging Neckbreaker by Troy Douglas! Tremendous One-Two on Marx applied seperately by Cruise and Douglas...

MN: Meh...

DT: It sounds like the fans are on Douglas' side, but by your expression, Mike, you don't share their favoritism...

MN: I root for whoever I put my money on... and the man who my money's on is currently standing in the ring...

DT: Oop, not for long! Once again, this match is turning into a free-for-all outside the ring!

[Cruise once again steps out of the ring, spinning Douglas around and hitting him with a surprising right. Douglas reels back but comes back with a punch of his own. Both men go at it for a few moments until Douglas finally gains control. He ducks a wide left by Cruise and follows through with a Shoulder Toss that puts Cruise on the mat! Douglas follows through with an elbow inside the shoulder, putting some pressure onto Cruise's arm. Jonathan Marx is back on his feet, but off in another world as he stands breathing heavily with his head down on the apron. Douglas, meanwhile, straddles himself over Cruise's chest and begins working into his face!]

DT: And now Douglas is the one in control!

MN: Damnit, Cam! You're going to make me look like an idiot! I'll be the laughing stock of the pub if you lose this match!

DT: Settle down, Mike...

[Douglas finally brings Cruise back to his feet and rolls him into the ring. He finds Marx still trying to catch his breath, and takes advantage of the moment by hitting him while not paying attention. Douglas follows up by rolling him into the ring as well, and finally, he enters.]

DT: Well, it's about time!

MN: What?

DT: The match is back in the ring!

MN: Heh...

DT: Troy Douglas is still in control...

[Douglas continues his offensive standpoint on Marx by bringing him up to his knees... BLASTING him with a Snap Powerbomb, gaining the momentum of the audience! Cruise quickly drops down and makes the cover...]

DT: Here's a cover by Troy Douglas...

ONE!

TWO!

THR--OH NO!! Cruise breaks it up...

MN: I think Marx would have kicked out anyways...

[Now Cruise takes a moment to viciously attack Douglas with a series of punches, but its quickly broken up by the referee. Instead, Cruise hooks Douglas, and nails him with a POWERFUL Impact DDT, gaining a painful reaction from the audience. Following that, he rolls into a cover...]

DT: Cover by Cruise!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--NOO!! Douglas with a kickout...

[Cruise comes back to his feet, contemplating his next move. Then he goes to Marx, looking for a little help. Marx seems willing to go along with the plot, and the two men advance on Douglas before he can so much as shake off the pain in his head. Both men pound into his head and back with successive blows, pressuring him into the corner.]

MN: Douglas is in a bad position now...

DT: Heh... I TOLD ya Cruise would bounce back!

MN: Well, what about Marx?

DT: Bah! He's just riding Cruise's coattails!

[Both men beat down on Douglas in the corner. Then, after weakening him, they both boost him up to the top rope. Cruise motions for Marx to go out a little ways, and "The Gentlemen" moves out to the center of the ring. Cruise quickly ascends to the second rope, grabs Douglas around the mid-section, and hoists him off the top rope!! Douglas comes down with FORCE into a 3/4 Neckbreaker by Marx!!]

DT: OH MY GOD!! WHAT BRILLIANT TEAMWORK BY CRUISE AND MARX!!!

MN: YEAH BABY!! Now PIN that loser!!

DT: I don't know if Douglas can get up out of that one...

MN: NOBODY can kick out of that...

DT: Here comes Marx with the cover...

ONE!!

 
TWO!!

THREE--OH MY GOD, DOUGLAS KICKS OUT!!

MN: WHAT?!

[The fans comes alive cheering as Douglas somehow forces himself to kick out. Marx comes to his feet in absolute surprise.]

MN: How did he DO that?!

DT: Douglas isn't giving this match up! He's going to fight on!

MN: Wait, Cruise--

DT: HUH?!

[Taking advantage of the shocking moment, Cruise spins Marx around... delivers a boot to the gut... and follows up with...]

DT: THE SHIPWRECK!! CAMERON CRUISE NAILS JONATHAN MARX WITH THE SHIPWRECK!!

MN: OH MAN!!

DT: CRUISE WITH THE COVER...

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

THREEEEE!!!

[The bell rings as "The Gentleman" Jonathan Marx is eliminated.]

MN: Oh man, I don't believe it... I had TWENTY bucks on THAT guy! I was hoping he'd at least get a shot at the IC Title!

DT: As it is, Marx was caught off guard by Cameron Cruise, and now he's OUT of this match. But DAMN, he had a hell of a showing!

MN: You got that right!

[Holding his head in pain, Marx rolls out of the ring. Back in the ring, Cruise has moved on, bringing a hurt Troy Douglas back to his feet. He hooks him into a standing leg scissor.]

DT: Cruise with Douglas... oh my God, going for another SHIPWRECK--

MN: NOOOO!!!

[To Mike Neely's dismay, Douglas reverses out of nowhere with a back-body drop! The fans begin cheering wildly with the sudden revitalization of strength in Troy Douglas! Cruise quickly comes back to his feet, going for a clothesline--only to be swept into the air out unexpectedly, DRILLED back into the mat with a Tiltawhirl PIledriver executed by Troy Douglas!]

DT: AND DOUGLAS IS BACK AND FIGHTING!!

MN: DAMNIT!! He should have stayed down when Marx laid him out!

[Douglas quickly gets Cruise back to his feet... whips him against the ropes... nearly smashes his NOSE into the back of his HEAD with a knee lift that meant nothing but business! Still in full control, Douglas gets Cruise back to his feet... whips him into the corner... and to the delight of the fans, begins to set Cruise up onto the top rope! Acting on revenge, Douglas hoists Cruise off the turnbuckle by the waist, following through with a MASSIVE 3/4 Neckbreaker, the same move he fell victim to only minutes ago, only now pulled off by ONE man instead of two!]

DT: OH MY GOD, CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT!?

MN: ...NO!! I CAN'T!!

DT: Troy Douglas... has just laid out CAMERON CRUISE with the same move that nearly ended his stay in this match!

MN: Goddamnit!

DT: Both of these men will have shots at either the IC or World Titles, depending on which man gets the final pinfall... but at this point, Douglas is on fire!

MN: Come on, Cam!

DT: Douglas with the cover...

ONE!!!

 
TWO!!!

THR--OH NOOO!!! Cameron Cruise KICKS OUT!!

MN: YESSSSS!!!

[Cruise makes a phenomenal kickout, wowing many fans. Douglas is obviously surprised, but doesn't miss a beat. He quickly gets Cruise back onto his feet... hooks him, and slams him back DOWN to the mat with a Faceplant Suplex!]

DT: BROKEN DREAM!! Douglas is setting up for the End of the Road!

MN: Hey, Dave...

[Douglas brings Cruise back to his feet, and takes him to the corner. The fans are suddenly in an uproar over something else however, as another person makes his way down the ramp.]

MN: Dave, look!

DT: Wait, who is that?

[The cameras turn to the entrance, zooming in on...]

DT: ...BEAST!!

MN: What the hell is HE doing out here?!

[Beast comes down to ringside, looking at the two men squaring off in the ring. Douglas comes to the corner and sets himself on the second rope, setting himself up for the End of the Road. He suddenly catches a glimpse of Beast, who smiles and delivers a small wave. That second of distraction proves to be Douglas' folly; Cruise, in a suddenly move of desperation, breaks out of the hold. Before Douglas can react, Cruise catches him across the face, and falls back with an Inverted Russian Legsweep!]

DT: REALITY CHECK!!

MN: ALRIGHT, BEAST BABY!!

DT: CRUISE ROLLS OVER WITH THE COVER...

ONE!!!

 
TWO!!!

THREEEEEEE!!! THAT'S IT, IT'S OVER!!!!

[The bell rings, and the referee raises the arm of Cameron Cruise. Cruise looks out of the ring to Beast, and nods once. Beast nods back, and goes back up the ramp.]

TONY FATORA: Here is your winner, and the number one contender to the World Heavyweight Championship... CAMEROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON... CRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUISE!!!

MN: ...what the hell was that?

DT: Repaying the favor from last week. Cruise could be given credit for Suicide's defeat.

MN: Heh... like he needed it.

DT: What are you talking about? Douglas was about to win this match, and he WOULD have won if Beast hadn't blatantly distracted him!

MN: Bah... Cruise was about to come back anyways!

DT: Whatever, Mike... as it is, Troy Douglas has earned a shot for the Intercontinental Champion. But Cameron Cruise, the winner of this match, will go on to fight the World Champion, whoever he may be by the end of tonight.

MN: Yeah, he deserves it...

DT: ...even so, I get the feeling that Douglas isn't going to simply move on from this.

MN: Oh, who cares! I doubled my fifty, and I'm a HAPPY MAN!! Heh heh heh...

DT: Settle down, Mike.

MN: Hey, man... money rules, okay?

DT: If you say so. In any case, we've seen both our number one contenders decided here tonight, but these next two matches will determine who Troy Douglas and Cameron Cruise will challenge!

MN: Woohoo!