The house lights dropped as one inside of the Kobe World Memorial Hall and the Uncensored content logo countdown began. As the number 5 clicked past, a COPW logo was seen. At 4, NAFW's logo was shown. At 3, CWR was showcased and with 2, Eric Withrow's CWA logo lit up the MegaTron. The countdown and Uncensored content logo faded away and the sounds of a mouse clicking was heard, followed by typing. The RoughKut dot com website homepage filled the Megatron showing the blank  spot under the four chosen feds. The mouse rolled up to the top of the screen, clicked the refresh button and as the screen reloaded, the UWE button replaced the blank spot under "Chosen Federations".

As this happened, a thunderous explosion of pyros and fireworks rocked the arena and "DIRTHOUSE" by Static X hit the speakers. The KAMIKAZE video montage began, with that, the Uncensored button blew up the Roughkut dot com website and as it burned away, video from the first Uncensored shows played. As the song progressed, so did the quality of the video and the size of the arenas these sick bumps were being performed in. Finally the cameras panned the capacity crowd showcasing their homemade signs almost as if searching for someone or something. An then the cameras found it all at once, seemingly every camera in the place centered on maverick and Diablo at ringside simultaneously.

Diablo: WHAT'S UP MOTHERFUCKERS?!?!?!

Maverick: ...YOU FOUND US!!!

Diablo: I'm thinking that by now everybody has. Big news in this Uncensored world of ours. RoughKut himself...one of the largest promoters of professional wrestling today has given Uncensored one of the biggest rewards in the industry!

Maverick: Persistence pays and if that holds true...NOTORIOUS is gonna buy the whole damn planet by the time he is through!

Diablo: You know, alot of people were thinking that the theme of this "Kamikaze" show would be how the former Uncensored superstars have returned and are descending onto Uncensored like the Kamikaze pilots of World War 2. But on the contrary, Notorious seems to have been able to turn the tables and act as a Kamikaze himself, dropping Uncensored right back into the forefront of sports entertainment by having this honor bestowed upon him and our company.

Maverick: And tonight we all should pay tribute to the best boss in the world....the Notorious D. Simon Reynolds.

Diablo: There's no denying his track record, anytime before and now here in Uncensored. From the time that No Limit Wrestling won the DHWE Federation of the month it's 2nd month in business to this...Chosen Federation status at RoughKut's.

Maverick: That's way bigger than anything X-net could ever do for us.

Diablo: And that goes without saying, which is why I hadn't said it. And speaking of X-net, there's not only great news here in Uncensored...we have bad news as well. This is straight from "The Man Upstairs" himself, you know I wouldn't joke about something like this anyway...

Maverick: Do you know something I don't know?

Diablo: I know alot you don't know.

Maverick: Like what?

Diablo: I know that Seraphis did not make the four o'clock show time set down by notorious for all Uncensored superstars, and can not be reached, therefore a man who has been with the company since day one...has been released.

Maverick: You have got to be shittin' me!

Diablo: Seraphis has been released by Uncensored Wrestling Entertainment. You know Notorious doesn't accept any excuses when it comes to a pay per view.

Maverick: Then what about...?

Diablo: Gone.

Maverick: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE SHITTIN' ME!?!?!?!

Diablo: Gone.

Maverick: Unbelievable.

Diablo: That's right. Trinity Holmes has been released from Uncensored Wrestling Entertainment. We're two matches light tonight as X-Rated Jonathan Adams and Miss Perfect win by default basically. The two superstars who main evented Devil's Night battling for the Ground Xero Title are both unemployed tonight.

Maverick: I was really looking forward to the catfight that Miss Perfect and Trinity could have had too!

Diablo: Well who wasn't? That could've been the best match on this card!

Maverick: I just wanted to see some bouncing boobies.

Diablo: Oh is that all? Because...we still got a couple of those?

Maverick: That'd be a great way to kick the show off...wouldn't you agree?

Diablo: Hey Harley! You ready backstage yet?

The scene cuts backstage to the parking lot area where we are standing in front of a black 2006 Toyota Tundra. The windows are tinted, so we can't see exactly who is inside. The driver side door opens and we watch as Jake Matthews climbs out wearing a pair of blue baggy jeans and a black "Infamous Crew" hooded sweatshirt. Jake walks around to the side of the truck and grabs a duffel bag, which he flings over his shoulder. As Jake goes to turn around, he's met by UWE interviewer, Harley Abate.

Harley Abate: Jake, can I get a few words about you rejoining UWE?

Jake flashes Harley a cocky smirk.

Jake Matthews: Whatever you say sugar face...

Harley just rolls her eyes.

Jake Matthews: What do you wanna know?

Harley Abate: Well, I guess I'll cut straight to the point... Why?

Jake Matthews: It's simple Harley... I'm here for the Infamous Crew... I'm here for Jeremy...

Harley Abate: So it has nothing to do with UWE becoming the Roughkut Chosen Federation?

Jake Matthews: The what?

Harley Abate: The Roughkut Chosen Federation...

Jake Matthews: The fuck is Roughkut?

Harley Abate: Let me put it to you this way... if Mr. Kut was the "Godfather"; and the five chosen federations were the five families...then our very own Notorious D. Simon  Reynolds would be a made man...

Jake Matthews: Ah.. I see.. I see.. So being the Chosen Federation is a good thing then...

Harley Abate: Very...

Jake Matthews: Well Congrats... I mean, you guys have done a phenomenal job. Alot of people didn't expect this place to be open this long...

Jake lets out a laugh.

Harley Abate: What's so funny?

Jake Matthews: I was one of them... Back when I left the UWE, I figured it was just a flash in the pan federation that might make it a few more months.. but nothing serious. Now look at ya'll. You got some of the biggest stars this sport has ever known, all under one roof. Federations would KILL for the talent this place has. You've shut the critics up for good... but even though the wrestlers are the ones busting their asses each and every week... I gotta say that if it wasn't for one man, this place wouldn't still be around...

Harley Abate: Oh?

Jake Matthews: The Notorious D. Simon Reynolds... I mean, his name has been on the tip of everyone's tongue.. and not in a good way.. he seemingly had the entire world talking shit about him and this place, but he just blew them off. He thrived. UWE got bigger and better. Gotta have respect for a cat that's willing to stand his ground against any and all comers...

Harley just nods.

Jake Matthews: So yeah.. that's about it... Congrats and...all that jazz...

Without saying another word, Jake flips his hood up over his head and walks away. Harley looks a little confused as she watches him walk away.
 

The Arena lights go down and a loud roar of a jungle cat is heard as "My Last Breath" by Evanescence pipes though the PA system. A crack of a whip is heard and pyro goes off. When it clears and the lights come back up Kirsta appears and makes her way down to the ring. Dressed not in her normal black leather pants and vest but in a purple low cut dress with thin straps. Hanging down to just above the knee. Her hair is down tonight and not done tightly to her head. Lying across her shoulder is her Premier Championship belt. She makes her way down to ringside and pauses at the announcers table, where she takes the mic from Chloe DeVille. Mounting the ring steps and slipping between the ring ropes she walks to the center of the ring and stands there a few minutes, waiting for the crowd to settle down. Taking the mic to her mouth as she looks out the crowd of Uncensored fans.

Kirsta: I know you expect me to come out here and run my mouth about this person and that person. Talking smack and claiming I am going to walk all over someone. That is not the case tonight. It’s not going to happen. If you are expecting that, then you are going to be disappointed. Tonight I am not out here as the Hellcat or The Mistress of Destruction. Tonight I am out here not as a wrestler but as the lady known as Kirsta Lewis. It’s been a long road for me to get where I am today. A lot of people say the same thing I know but being a lady in this profession I have had to fight for recognition, to prove myself as a wrestler and to show that I can stand strong through all the harassment and controversy. I joined many wrestling promotions to find my place. A place where I could be judged not as a lady wrestler but an athlete in a world that is dominated by men.

Kirsta pauses, holding her belt over her head then takes her Premier title belt and lay it across the ring ropes, bring the mic back to her mouth to continue.

Kirsta: That title is not my first. I have been the World Champion 3 times and held other titles as well. This Premier Championship means more to me then any other title I have held. The reason it means more to me is that I have finally found my home within UWE. A place that I was not held down and I could be the athlete that I always knew I could be. There is but one man who I can thank for my success in UWE and that man is a man who opened up a new world to me in this profession. This man has become well known around the wrestling world as RoughKut and he has put in so many hours of love and dedication. Has helped out so many people. People who wouldn’t have a clue on how to get started in this business without his expertise and advice. I for one am very thankful for all Mr. Kut has done for this business, from getting your name known to advertising your federation. When I first started, it was at Roughkut’s website that my name was recognized by putting it in his database. It was a way for owners to find talented wrestlers. I was contacted by many different federations but I wasn’t truly happy in any of them. I was still searching for that special place. I knew it was out there and I never gave up that search.

Again she pauses briefly.

Kirsta: RoughKut is known for his Tournaments, gathering talent from all kinds of different promotions. He was putting together his second when I got an invitation to join. I had been in other tournaments but nothing the size of this one. I had to give it a shot so I entered it and did pretty well. I was eliminated in the third round but it was an experience that I would never forget and one that I am thankful for. You see it was because of Kut and his tournament that my search of finding that one special promotion and a place I could call home ended. It was during the Roughkut tournament that I was approached by the now deceased David Law...and the now Notorious D. Simon Reynolds. They invited me to check out Uncensored Wrestling Entertainment. I saw it and how it was being run and realized that my search was over. I could thrive here and become the best that I could be, nothing was going to hold me back and I knew I could rise to the top. So here I am at the top of my game, UWE’s Premier Champion. I have never held a Title with so much pride as I have this one. While I am on the subject of Tournaments, our very own Jeremy Diaz is hosting the Infamous 8 cup and he has invited me to participate in it. I am honored that you would want me there but in reality the truth is he just wants my legendary name in his Tournament. I won't be attending because I will be at Kut's Tournament, I think I will be making that a tradition. So Diaz you can stick your little invitation up your ass. You have never given me the time of day until I won the Uncensored Premier Championship. Why would I want to work for you? I'd rather be at Kut's since he was a big reason my name is being noticed.

Kirsta walks over to the ring ropes and picks her title up and holds it high above her head and walks around the ring. Standing back in the middle of the ring, holding the mic to her mouth again.

Kirsta: For this Mr. Kut I thank you, for without you and what you have done for this business. Bringing me and UWE together none of this would be possible. Recently UWE was picked by you to be your fifth chosen federation, we will hold that honor with pride and honor and for that I again thank you Mr. Kut. D. Simon Reynolds had an idea for a different kind of Wrestling Entertainment and people are taking notice that we will survive after long after all of the others shut the doors. The Notorious one is one of the most hated in this profession but you can't deny that he knows what he's doing. Again I thank Kut for recognizing all that Notorious has contributed to our profession.

Kirsta smiles into the crowd of fans as her music plays though the PA system. Stepping though the ropes and down the steps she leaves the ring side area. As she leaves, everyone's attention is stolen by the MegaTron...

The scene cuts backstage and shows a close up of the beat the hell up Banned title belt, then pans back, showing the man who holds the title, Snake Ridge.

Ridge: You know, as I look at this belt, I can't help but think of how this belt has a lot in common with me. This belt is beat up, and to hang on to it, I went through and dished out a few hellacious beatings. It's unconventional, which is something that I most certainly am. This belt is cracked and twisted, which is something many people will say I am. This belt is not widely accepted as being a recognized championship, just like how hardcore wrestling is not widely accepted as a respected form of wrestling. But unlike me this belt has lost something to Deuce Holmes. A large piece of this belt is missing and it's a safe bet that right now, Deuce Holmes is sitting in Simons office, with the missing piece of this belt in his hand, laughing, thinking he put one over on me. Think again Holmes.

Ridge reaches into a bag at his feet and he pulls out Spyder Gainey's old Fuck X-net title belt.

Ridge: There are two tournaments coming up that will gather some of the greatest wrestlers in the world. And I have been invited to both of them. One is being held by X-net, the other is being held by Roughkut. This belt, like the Banned title has something in common with me. We're both saying Fuck X-net. I am going to enter the Roughkut tournament to kick ass and take names. Now I know there are a few people wondering how I came into possession of this belt. I was keeping this as collateral until Spyder paid me back all the money he owed me, but since he isn't going to be paying me back, this belt is mine to do with as I please.

Ridge walks over to a workbench and turns on a blow torch. He puts the torch to the belt, burning off a large piece of it. He welds the piece onto the Banned title belt. Ridge holds up the belt, showing it as now saying "Fuck censored Wrestling Entertainment."

Ridge: See Notorious, now there's something else me and this belt have in common. Now we both say "Fuck Censored Wrestling Entertainment." Unfortunately for you, unlike this belt, I am not as easy to fix the way you want.

As the scene fades away, in the background, the match bell sounds three times calling for everyone's attention.
 

Chloe DeVille: Ladies and gentlemen...the Notorious D. Simon Reynolds and B.O.S.G.U.M. welcome you to the Kobe World Memorial Hall for a night of Uncensored Wrestling Entertainment!!!

The capacity crowd blew the roof off the place with that familiar announcement that foreshadowed the first televised match of the night.

Chloe: Kicking off KAMIKAZE is a match scheduled for one fall!!!

The lights go out and the sound of flesh getting cut fills the arena. Blood starts to drip down the MegaTron forming a bloody hand print. Black Label Society's "Suicide Messiah" starts to play and the fans are on their feet cheering.

Chloe: Introducing first...he is being accompanied to the ring tonight with his angel of Ultraviolence, Eva Riot! This is Hardcore Wrestling's Messiah and the Uncensored BANNED Champion...SNAKE...RIDGE!!!

Ridge and Eva walk through the curtain and throw their hands in the air as the fans cheer. They walk toward the ring, slapping hands with the fans as they walk the aisle. They both climb to the apron, then to the second rope and hold their arms out in the crucifix position as the music cuts out. And then, words spoken with a Jamaican accent emit loudly from the speaker system followed by a defining bass line and a panning chorus of laughs. Smoke billows from each orifice of the metal rampart hastily filling the air in-front of the entrance way that heads the ramp. A series of random ramblings follow, mixed in with the bassline of ‘Let’s Go’ By Trick Daddy, the Shotzeyville productions remix.

Chloe: And his opponent...making his way to the ring tonight by way of Swansea, Wales. This is The Stoned Superstar...JAY...JAMESON!!!

It is on this cue that the arena lighting appears to dim and for it to be lit up in sparks of a golden yellow as numerous pyrotechnics explode from either side of the ramp-way in a marvelous display of color introducing Jay’s appearance atop the ramp with arms held out either side of him in an arrogant pose. The guitar solo continues backed with snares and the like as Jay strolls proudly down the ramp posing at every opportunity. Finally as the riff fades out and the bass line is once again prominent in full force Jay ascends the ring steps and climbs through the second rope and into the ring still pointing and posing.

Maverick: SMASH!!!

Ridge slammed Jameson in the back of the head with a steel chair as "Quick" Casey called for the bell kicking the match off officially. Ridge unfolds a chair in the center of the ring. Ridge whips Jay into the ropes and hits Jay with a hip toss on the chair.

Diablo: A big, hard and high hiptoss right there by Uncensored's BANNED Champion.

Staying right on top of his opponent, Ridge locks Jay's legs into an Indian Deathlock. He reaches back and grabs Jay's wrists, and pulls back, putting some pressure on Jays back and legs. Keeping the hold locked in, Ridge rolls over, extends his leg, and keeps hold of Jays wrists, putting Jay in a pinning predicament.

Maverick: ...1...2...

Diablo: Jay Jameson kicking out. But Ridge has come to fight tonight! And it is obvious to me that Ridge is upset about getting knocked down the card by all the people coming back and new people coming in and he's trying to prove himself tonight here at Kamikaze!

As Jay's shoulders came off the mat, he thumbed Ridge in the eye causing him to break the Indian Deathlock. As they moved to their feet, Jameson hit Ridge with a Reverse Neckbreaker which set up an STO when they were both back up onto their feet again.

Maverick: Hard takedown right there by the man that Snake Ridge sees as just another hired gun to try and ban his BANNED Championship belt!

Diablo: This started last week at Dominance when Ridge lived..."The High Life". And with hard hitting moves like that last STO there...you never really know until "Quick" Casey can count three.

Jameson hammered on Ridge violently with a barrage of closed fists, until he was ready to pull the man to his feet and nail an inverted atomic drop. As Ridge staggered away from him, Jameson, with a handful of hair and springboarding off of the middle ropes landed a Tornado DDT.

Diablo: Special Delivery!

Maverick: "Quick" Casey makes the count...1...2...Ridge kicks out of that lateral press at the last possible second didn't he?

Diablo: Jay Jameson landed that move perfectly, I don't know how Ridge kicked out of it!

As Jameson pulls Ridge up this time, he hits him quickly with a Northern Lights Suplex, following it up with a schoolboy.

Diablo: Jay Jameson has BOTH feet up on the ropes!

Maverick: ...1...2...Ridge kicks out anyway even though all of that was behind "Quick" Casey's back.

Pushing Jameson off of him, Ridge quickly rolls out of the ring.

Diablo: It looks like Jameson is going right after him. I myself might try to force a count out.

Maverick: Commander Cool knows he has to stay right on top of Ridge tonight!

Jay tears the ring apron pout of the way looking for a weapon when Ridge nails him with a Yakuza kick! Jay goes down hard and Ridge grabs a chair before he climbs up on the apron. Ridge runs a few steps, jumps off the apron, gets in position for a leg drop, puts the chair under his legs, and hits Jay with Metal Gear off the apron!

Diablo: Ridge just vicious as always on the outside of the ring!

Maverick: He's rolling Jameson back into the inside.

As Jameson rolls under the ropes, Ridge climbs back up onto the ring apron and then up to the top rope where he nails a double foot stomp drop down onto Jay's gut. As Jameson clutched his stomach and ribs, Ridge pulled him up and pushed him into a corner. He slammed Jameson with a hard knife edged chop, and then another. On the third one Jay fell flat down to his ass where Ridge quickly started across the ring to hit the ropes. Bouncing back, he nailed a baseball slide to the crotch.

Diablo: Backstage Politics!

Maverick: I hate when Ridge does that! I can feel it all the way over here!

As Jameson rolled around the mat in agony,  Ridge fell over him applying an Asiatic Spike.

Diablo: That's The Snake Bite! And Ridge has it in deep into that carotid artery!

Jameson was quick to get out of this hold but as he did and made it back up to his feet, Ridge pulled him up into the inverted fireman's carry...

Diablo: PENANCE!!!

Maverick: He's got a leg hooked...1...2...3!!!

As "Suicide Messiah" explodes from the speakers, Ridge stands and begins to celebrate.

Chloe DeVille: And your winner...SNAKE...RIDGE!

As "Quick" Casey held his arm up in victory, Eva brought him the Banned Championship which he held up high.

On the MegaTron a scene opens up showing Seamus McArthur sitting in a chair in his dressing room, with Nelle Little across from him in another chair.

Nelle Little: You okay Malachi?

Seamus McArthur: Yeah, just a little nervous.

Nelle Little: Don't be. Look at this as a new start...a new opportunity for you.

Seamus McArthur: I know, I know.

Seamus leans forward, looking down at the floor.

Seamus McArthur: I keep wondering if I made the right decision though. I mean, this is Japan. I came all the way out here...and I know no one.

Nelle Little: What about Kirsta Lewis?

Seamus McArthur: I kind of know here, but not really. We were in a Tournament together, but never crossed paths. We also were in Montey Wrestling together...but again, never crossed paths.

Seamus takes in a deep breath.

Nelle Little: Well now...you are both Uncensored. This is your chance to shine...your chance to show the WORLD what you have. You would no longer be just a North American star...but an International star. And you should probably go say hi to Kirsta. Maybe she remembers me.

Seamus looks up at Nelle and shakes his head.

Seamus McArthur: I don't think so. And anyway...she is big time here. I don't expect her to pay any attention to me, until I make a bigger name for myself.

Seamus stands up out of his chair.

Seamus McArthur: I'm going to get myself a water, you want one?

Nelle Little: No thank you.

Seamus leaves the room as Nelle shakes her head.

Nelle Little: You're going to make a name for yourself, Malachi...I'd bet on that.

Nelle leans back in her chair and shuts her eyes...



With no warning, the drum entrance to Chimaira “Cleansation” which sent the crowd into a rabid frenzy.

Maverick: You have GOT to be shittin me! I thought he was in hospital still!

As Maverick spoke, JXD walked out to a loud ovation. His wrists taped and chains connected to a collar around his neck and wrists, each one long enough to give his arms full mobility. The camera caught the view of his back, it was branded with a barbed wire shaped burn from the explosion. The Nightmare undid the chains and grabbed the live microphone.

JXD: Cut the music. Cut my damn music!

The second time he asked, the music stopped. JXD slid into the ring, pausing for a moment as he let the crowd chant.

JXD: Well, you all saw it, Miss Perfect is back and she defeated Trinity in the lowest of ways… It also seems the rest of Infamous crew is back and all of a sudden, their in this race for the Primo title! I’m not in it because of what happened to me at Dominance, and all of a sudden fucking second, the Nightmare, one who’s loyalty hasn’t faltered to Uncensored, is being cast aside by people like the Infamous crew who all show up and it’s all hugs around and “yeah you guys are back!” and this little cumdumpster cock whore Miss Perfect? Latrisha should know this, that I am sick to my gut that she won on a countout, and I intend to make sure that none of the Chav Army or anyone who was associated with them, wins the damn belt!

Diablo: Who’s the “Chav Army”

Maverick: And what the fuck is a “Chav“?

JXD: But they have made me laugh since… well, you know who’s running Infamous 8 at XNET, and you know he invited me right? Well, seeing as I’m not allowed at XNET without some of their bitch ass security keeping an eye on me, Jeremy, you can take your invitation, find an object sharper than a page of Oscar Wilde witticisms that have been rolled into a point, stick your invitation on it and shove it up your ass and die!

Diablo: Well, it’s now been said....AGAIN!!!

JXD: But if I wanted to go to a tournament, and I’m still deciding, I'm going to a place where Notoriety will get us anywhere, and after 9 months, it has. I’d rather go to the RoughKut tourney, at least I know they’ll finish a touornament! As for the tournament here, Latrisha, open your cock socket if you have the balls to face me in a week an-

JXD was cut off by “99 ways to Die” by Megadeth. He froze as pure rage filled his face as his father, The Original Nightmare, RXD walked out with a silver belt around his waist, and a mic in his hand.

Diablo: Not this guy again… we haven’t seen him since the Bloodied Hand dumped a TV on his head!

Maverick: Rather him than JXD though!

The fans were in disagreement as RXD walked into the ring.

RXD: Big man aren’t you? Thinking that an easy win will come after being blown up, in a match with a woman will get you closer to the belt! Just like it never did this one! The Central Counties Deathmatch gold, sanctioned by your grandmother, owned by me… Well, you want anything, you go through me, and the title is on the line!

Diablo: We got a fight on our hands, RXD just pulled the belt and his t-shirt off!

The bell rings, RXD and JXD circle the ring, the Nightmare clapping as the fans rally behind him. Stepping forward the two men lock up with a collar and elbow. RXD using his size to advantage as he breaks the grip and applies an armlock. JXD shakes his head and rolls through, nips up, takes his fathers arm and reverses into an armlock of his own, twisting the arm as he bites into the elbow causing RXD to scream. JXD breaks the hold and spits out blood, RXD’s arm bleeding already from two puncture wounds.

Diablo: How did he cause those wounds?

Maverick: The little freaks obviously had some kind of surgery while he was in hospital, or he spent $20 on fangs!

JXD takes advantage and runs at his father, dropkicking him out the ring, rolling back up his feet and hit’s a tope to the floor. JXD pulls RXD up, RXD using his size and elbows the Nightmare in the face and throws JXD over the crowd wall. RXD follows, picking up a chair and cracks his second son between the shoulder blades, sending him into a heap on the floor. The crowd boo loudly as RXD turns the chair and jabs it into JXD’s lower back, JXD shouting in pain. The ring area itself is a hive of activity as the ring crew begin strapping light tubes to the ropes with barbed wire, on the outside 3 large trays are set up, one filled with salt, one filled with lemon juice and the third filled with some clear liquid and lined with barbed wire.

Diablo: And by the looks of it, the ring has been set up as a “200 light tubes. Pits of pain-”

Maverick: And a FUCKLOAD of weapons!

The ring crew scattered numerous weapons at ringside, anything from light tubes to chairs to some twisted weapons the fans had brought. RXD threw the Nightmare to the ringside, following again as JXD grabbed a keyboard and slammed it over his father’s knees, keys flying everywhere as the Nightmare climbed to his feet, cutting his fathers momentum with a textbook DDT.

Diablo: What could have started as a great wrestling match, these two have now walked into the killing fields. The ringside area is a battleground.

JXD had pulled his father up and rolled him into the ring, none of the light tubes connected to the ropes broke as RXD rolled under them. JXD pulled two from the wire and slid into the ring, swinging the tubes like a baseball bat as RXD pulled himself to his feet and stood upright, JXD swung the tubes into the side of his face as the crowd cheered. Dropping the tubes, JXD vaulted to the top rope and jumped back, double stomping his father’s head.

Maverick: He might be a skinny little bastard!

Diablo: But anyone who has two feet dropped onto their skull with 196.66 lbs on top of that, that’ll put a crimp on their day.

JXD dropped down, picking up one of the broken tubes, then with a handful of his fathers hair he began raking at the forehead with the tube, RXD screamed in pain as JXD rammed the remnants of the tube over the top of his father’s head. Grabbing more tubes he laid them on the ring and pulled RXD up, head locked under his arm as he draped his fathers arm over his shoulder, grabbed the knee and attempted to hoist him in with the suplex. RXD blocked the attempt as JXD tried again, RXD blocked and elbowed his son in the stomach, hoisting the smaller JXD up and hit a Falcon Arrow onto the tubes, JXD clutched his stomach as his blood spilt onto the ring, RXD picked up four tubes and smashed them into JXD’s face as the Nightmare rolled onto his back. Blood dripped down his face… causing him to lick it up.

Diablo: Shades from when he killed Ryan Chambers in October…

Maverick: I don’t see why these people love the Nightmare at all…

JXD got up, somewhat invigorated as he stared down his father. RXD catches JXD with a pump kick under the jaw sending the Nightmare down. JXD motionless and RXD covers JXD. Referee “Quick” Casey banks makes the two count as JXD gets his foot on the bottom rope. RXD pulls the foot clean from the rope, a second count of 2 as JXD grabs the bottom rope. RXD pulled that off and on 2 this time, JXD rolled out. RXD was clearly pissed off at this, pulling JXD up and Irish whipped him hard, light tubes shattering into his back, JXD hit the mats again as RXD stomped on his ankle. RXD applied a spinning toe hold, JXD pushed him off with his free ankle and limped up to his feet. RXD rolled out and picked up a ladder as JXD went for a plancha, he threw the ladder catching JXD in the gut and spiraling onto the floor. With an insane cackle, RXD pulled his son up and threw him towards the salt pit, lifted it up and dropped the contents all over the back of the Nightmare, sending him recoiling across the floor.

Diablo: A trick right out the Vietcong torture manual! It doesn’t matter who you are, salt in the wounds hurts!

Maverick: It even hurts the little vampire right there!

As the Nightmare rolled around, RXD grabbed more light tubes, throwing them down over JXD’s back, taking all the time to kick JXD’s heavily bleeding back into the piles of salt, RXD picked up a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire as JXD pulled something from his glove, sitting up and slashed his father in the gut. It left a long thin cut which was bleeding almost instantly as JXD got to his feet, locking his father in a headlock as he traced the razorblade across the forehead of the original Nightmare. As the blood flowed, JXD bit at a piece of skin that was hanging freely from the skull, tearing it off with his teeth and spat it into the lemon pit before he dropped against the crowd wall, taking a breather. After a few moments JXD tore off the ring apron, pulling out a table and slid it into the ring a he followed, setting up the table in the middle of the ring. RXD snuck in the ring and hit his son with a low blow, before lifting him up and pressed JXD above his head, then hit a sit out scoop slam through the table!

Diablo: That was the Overdose, and it’s lights out for JXD!

Maverick: That’s twice the little bastards OD’d now!

RXD stood, laughing madly as he placed his foot on JXD’s chest, Casey began another pin attempt, reaching two as JXD rolled up a shoulder. RXD, clearly frustrated went for more light tubes, JXD dived and caught him with a schoolboy, his feet going onto the middle rope. Only managing a 2 count as RXD kicked out. The Nightmare nipped up to his feet, leapt to the second rope and leapt forward as his father turned, locking on a headscissors as he dropped back and hit the Hurricanrana. JXD using the nip up back to his feet, pulling more light tubes from the ropes and piled them onto his father. JXD then dropped outside and went for a chair, sliding back into the ring as he threw it into the light tubes, causing his father to recoil in pain from the implosion. JXD covered his fathers shoulders, again getting a two count. Shrugging the Nightmare pulled his father onto his knees, RXD hit a low blow again and got up, dragging the Nightmare onto his shoulders and hit the Nightmare Driver.

Diablo: Stealing his son's finishing maneuver… RXD is making a mockery of the Nightmare.

RXD however, wasn’t getting chance to capitalize. The lights go out and the sound of flesh getting cut fills the arena. Blood starts to drip down the MegaTron forming a bloody hand print. The sound system let out the scream of a 3 count as Drowning Pool’s "Step Up" starts to play and the fans are on their feet cheering. Snake Ridge, Eva Riot and Alexandrea Slater all come running down to the ring. RXD sees them and slides outside the ring to meet them.

Maverick: And now the god damn Bloodied Hand are interfering!

RXD takes a swing at his bastard son, but Ridge ducks it and in one continuous motion, he pulls out a set of A.S.P. collapsible nightsticks, hits RXD with a shot to the lower back, then to the left knee, then to the back of the neck.

Diablo: Ridge hasn’t finished with his father yet!

Maverick: And that’s after they dropped a TV on his head last time we saw RXD in an Uncensored ring!

Ridge on the outside, he quickly hoists RXD up into the Cutthroat Suplex and delivers Penance to his father. JXD back up to his feet as Ridge rolls RXD into the ring as the rest of the Bloodied Hand enter the ring, Alexandrea, Ridge and Eva bringing bundles of light tubes into the ring with them. Ridge and JXD put RXD in the corner and hang him in the tree of woe. They set several light tubes and a steel chair in front of his face. Eva is standing on the ring apron on the other side of the ring. She jumps to the top rope, springboards across the ring, does a front flip and dropkicks the chair and several light tubes into RXD’s face. JXD removed his father from the tree of woe, kicking him in the side lightly to force him to his knees, RXD unwittingly gets up on his knees. Eva holds a bundle of lighttubes over the back of his head as Ridge holds light tubes in his face, and out of nowhere, Alexandrea nails him with the Reflective Witch and JXD hit’s the Hidden Blade, RXD hit with stereo Shining Wizards. The Nightmare got to his feet and shouted to the crowd.

Diablo: JXD signaling for something here, and the ring crew are bringing two light tube mattresses to the ring area.

As Diablo said it, the Uncensored staff were carrying two light tube structures, each one easily made of a 100 light tubes, as JXD guided the ring crew to place them on the barbed wire pit. Ridge pulled a lighter, sparking it up as he threw it into the pit, the whole thing went up in flames as JXD went to the top rope, Ridge handing RXD up as JXD wrapped his hand around his father's throat.

Diablo: 911 has been on standby since this match started.

Maverick: It got put on speed dial…

As the crowd began chanting “please don’t die!” JXD grabbed his fathers leg and leapt forward, both falling in seemingly slow motion through the light tubes which exploded as a cloud of smoke and mercury oxide filled the air, ring crew sprayed fire extinguishers blocking JXD and RXD from sight, the chant changed to “holy shit!”

Maverick: You have got to be shittin me! We‘ve lost all view of them!

Diablo: That was just sick! It was Uncensored! And these fans are eating it like no tomorrow!

Eventually the cloud cleared up as blood pooled over the floor, JXD untangled himself from the barbed wire and rolled onto his father, hooking the legs as the crowd shouted it out. 1...2...3!!

Diablo: And it ends here! JXD steals the win in a sick match.

Maverick: But he had help! Had to resort to breaking the rules in a No D.Q. match!

JXD got pulled up to his feet as Alexandrea walked over carrying RXD’s Central Counties Deathmatch title, she rested it on JXD’s shoulder and held him up before the Bloodied Hand made their way to the back, leaving EMT’s to deal with the fallen RXD.
 

The screen distorts slightly. Then once more. Then one more time cutting to a beach setting. All sound from the arena is cut off, Diablo and Maverick cannot be heard. Sitting on a lounge chair, A blonde man in his mid 20's is shirtless and sipping on a tall, refreshing glass of lemonade. In the corner of the screen, the words Sensational Sven Watersford VIA satellite appear. He takes one last sip and sets the glass down on a tray next to him, then looks to the camera.

Sven: Gold. Ever wonder why it has value? As a substance, it can't be eaten. It makes a worthless blade and it wont float or catch the wind. Why would any person work for the promise of gold? Yet, we strive for it. The very thought of the word "gold" brings water to the mouths of any wrestler, old or young. To a young "up and comer", fresh in the business...its a way for him or her to get their name out in the spotlight. For a old, frail wrestler, its a chance to justify his or her existence in the business. Me on the other hand, I have no care for gold. Look where I am right at this very moment.

Sven holds his hands out, looking around himself.

Sven: I am in Fiji, my friends. FIJI! You know, they say the sun rises first in Fiji, then makes its way to the rest of the world. The dawning of each new day, begins here in this beautiful land....then slowly and disgustedly makes its way towards the States and the rest of the world. If I could, I would never leave Fiji again.

Sven places his hands, interlocked on his stomach.

Sven: But alas, I find myself in a predicament. See, with the money in my wallet...bank...stock market...motels...well you get the idea. With all those funds, I have bought everything a man could want. I have done everything a man could do. In fact, I dropped two million to reserve a seat on the first commercial flight to the moon! A great and exciting ride for any man, woman or child...but to me its a Tuesday.

Sven sighs, rubbing his wrist where his watch should be.

Sven: I'm bored. I desire so much in my life yet I have already achieved full glory in this world. I need a change. That change, is UWE.

He picks up the lemonade glass again and takes a small sip.

Sven: Its a chance for me to...how do you say....start fresh? Work my way to the top once more. Find the power and strength to make my life worthwhile again.  As for credentials....I'm not your average trust fund baby. I am 25 years old. I am in perfect shape. I am a third degree black belt. And I have hired the greatest trainer in the world to get me ready for this. If you're confused, let me sum it up in one sentence. I am a finely tuned "ass kicking"...

He did the little quotation marks thingy with his hands.

Sven: ...machine. And I'm coming to UWE. There's no way around it. 2006 will be the year of Sensational Sven Watersford. And remember....

The camera pans in towards Sven's upper body.

Sven: I don't THINK I'm better than you.......I KNOW I'm better than you.

The camera distorts once more and it cuts backstage to Jake Matthews who is sitting on a stack of crates with a smirk, watching the monitor next to him. He lets out a soft laugh as he stands up.

Jake Matthews: Is this cat for real?

Jake motions towards the monitor behind him where he just watched the debut promo for Sensational Sven Watersford.

Jake Matthews: This dude is "bored"

Matthews makes air quotations with his fingers.

Jake Matthews: ...So he decides that he's just going to go Uncensored and make a name for himself?

Jake lets out another laugh.

Jake Matthews: Bitch Please... You don't even know the definition of the word. To you, Uncensored is something you watch at 2am on Skinemax. I think you fail to realize what this place is all about man... but let me break it down for you real quick.

Jake motions for the camera to follow him down the hallway.

Jake Matthews: I know you're Tivo'in this sumbitch, so pay close attention. You see all these people?

Matthews points at all the UWE technicians and workers in the lobby area they just entered.

Jake Matthews: These guys could fucking careless that your in Fiji.

The camera follows behind as Jake walks down another hallway past some of the wrestling locker rooms.

Jake Matthews: These dudes don't care that you have millions of dollars. ALL they care about is the fact that if you're booked in a match against them...

Jake stops and turns towards the camera with a smirk.

Jake Matthews: ...They can legally break your face. You see Sven... This isn't the country club. We don't play nice here. There is no "Playing Through" on this course. You gotta WORK for what you get. You gotta sweat and bleed. You gotta do more than sit on a beach in fucking Fiji...

We watch as Jake pauses for a moment, as if he's thinking.

Jake Matthews: You know... I'm gonna do you a favor. Since you're new... and I'm new..ish ...How about this. Next week on Dominance...

Jake holds his hands in the air, mimicking a marquee.

Jake Matthews: The X-Net Global Champion, "Miracle Boy" Jake Matthews in his UWE redebut... against...

He then quickly lowers his hands, pointing towards the floor.

Jake Matthews: ...Sven Watersford...

Jake just smirks.

Jake Matthews: I like the sound of that... Yeah... You'll get a chance to learn first hand what UWE stands for and I'll do that with No Miracles Needed. See ya then... Bitch.

Jake continues to smirk as he walks out of the camera shot and it fades back to ringside...

The match bell sounds three times calling for everyone's attention.

Chloe DeVille: This next match is for the Ground Xero Title!!!

The arena goes dark as the big screen begins to flicker from black to white. Scenes from the Rodney King beating begin to fade in and out as the sound system kicks in. "Real Niggaz Don't Die" by NWA booms through the sound system as blue pyro flares out and smoke encases the entrance. AK-47 appears from backstage and pauses to case over the audience. After a moment, AK makes his way to the ring. The crowd is mixed in reaction as the fans who never heard of him boo him and the fans who have heard of him cheer like mad. AK enters into the ring and grabs a microphone. He marches about the ring as the lights slowly come back to the arena. After coming full circle, AK stops in the center of the ring and begins to address the crowd.

AK: I bet half you punk ass motherfuckers are trying to guess who I am.

The crowd blows back with a chorus of boo's. AK smiles in reaction to his now negative reception.

AK: I am Antoine Kincaid. Better known as AK-47, the hardest hittin nigga on the face of the earth.

AK pauses to let the jeers go out. There was no way in hell these fans were going to believe some newcomer was better than their beloved UWE veterans.

AK: I am over six and a half feet tall and close to three hundred pounds of pure muscle. I have broken bodies in two with my bare hands. I have annihilated every single opponent I have ever faced. I have won World Championships and struck fear in the hearts and minds of every opponent who has had to utter my name. I have done it all. But this place. This Uncensored Wrestling promotion had caught my ear. I heard the names that graced this place, like JXD...

The crowd pops at the mention of one of the sickest motherfuckers ever to grace the ring.

AK: Or Ridge...

Another pop from the crowd.

AK: Or Seamus McArthur, Jay Jameson, Jeremy Diaz, and Sykotic. I heard all their names and I got that itch. I got that itch that I wanted into this place and break some fucking necks. I wanted to face the best of the best. So you know what I did? I went to the owner of Central Ontario Professional Wrestling...

AK pauses as he is greeted with the largest anit-pop anyone could be met with. The crowd begins a chant "Fuck CO". AK smiles at the reaction of the crowd and continues.

AK: and I told that punk son of a bitch Cory that I was through. I told him that I wanted a REAL challenge. I told him that I didn't want to get stuck wrestling in the ass-hole of wrestling. So I told that whitebread racist son of a bitch Cory Feldman looking mother fucker that I was coming to the UWE. And what did he do? He whined like a little bitch.

AK paused as the weakened chants changed to raucous cheers. AK waited another moment for the cheers to die down.

AK: But onto real business. There was one name that I did not list in the names of the superstars that I mentioned before. And that man is the very man I want first. And that man is none other than the Ground Xero Champion... "Scavenger" Jake Strong.

AK pauses as the crowd pops at the call out. AK cockily just nods his head.

AK: I don't want a title match. I just want the chance to get you in the ring and make an example of you. I want to show to every single one of these fans in the UWE that I mean business. I don't give two shits if I get a win or a loss. Because my victory would be being able to beat the ever living hell out of you. Getting a win is just a matter of consequence. And you're just the crazy motherfucker that I could do just that against. So you just sit back there and pat your little title. It will be safe around your shoulder for another week or two. But remember that I have put you in my sights. And within a small amount of time, you will find out that when it comes to facing the AK...

AK pauses.

AK: DEATH WILL BE A BETTER ALTERNATIVE!

AK slams down the microphone as "Real Niggaz Don't Die" hits the system. AK climbs out of the ring...

Diablo: The era of the AK is officially here.

Maverick: Who was that?

Diablo: Wait, what's he doing?!?

Instead of heading backstage, we see AK-47 grab a steel chair and come to the broadcast table. He sets it up in the corner and just sits there...

Diablo: What's he doing?

Maverick: Looks like he's sitting down.

Diablo: But why?

Maverick: I'd say maybe because he wants to...

The arena goes dark as "Animals" by Nickelback pipes though the PA system.

Chloe DeVille: Introducing first, the challenger, weighting in at 135 pounds and standing 5 feet 7 inches... Being accompanied to the ring by Deuce Holmes...

Pyro goes off as Mystic appears with Deuce Holmes at her side. The crowd begins to boo loudly as they stand on the ramp looking out into the crowd. Mystic poses with her fist straight in the air as Deuce stands close behind her.

Chloe DeVille: She is MYSTIC!

As Chloe announces her name, Mystic and Deuce make a mad sprint down the ramp, both sliding under the bottom rope, one after the other. Mystic looks around the arena and starts mouthing off to various fans at ringside.

Maverick: Do these fans not know that if they piss her off, she'll go into the crowd and bitch slap each and every one of them?

Diablo: VERY doubtful

Chloe DeVille: And The Champion...

The fans already explode into cheers.

Chloe Deville: He weights in tonight at 270 pounds...

Maverick: I seriously hate this fucking douche bag...

Chloe Deville: ..and stands 6 feet 6 inches...

Diablo: Figures.

"Hertzeleid" by Rammstein begins to play through the PA system as the fans on hand get louder.

Chloe DeVille: He is the current reigning GROUND XERO CHAMPION... and being accompanied by Lauren Strong, he is..... Scavenger!

The building explodes with cheers as Scavenger slowly makes his way out onto the stage with his Ground Xero title strapped around his waist and Lauren walking next to him. They slowly makes their way down the ramp, their eyes never leaving Mystic and Deuce's. When they approaches the ring area, Lauren unhooks the title from Scavenger's waist and holds it high above her head, both of them still staring down Mystic and Holmes.

Diablo: Can you feel it? CAN YOU FUCKING FEEL IT?!?

Maverick: What the hell are you going off about now?

Diablo: The Electricity!

Then out of nowhere, Scavenger quickly slides under the bottom rope and goes directly after Mystic. They begin trading right and left hand blows until Scavenger gets the upper hand and whips Mystic into the ropes. On the rebound, Scavenger hoists Mystic into the air and slams her down hard to the mat with a vicious spinebuster, which causes the arena to pop. Without hesitation, Scavenger pulls Mystic to her feet and hooks his arms around her head, lifting her up in the air. He stands there for a few moments, with her in the air, before falling backwards and tucking her slightly under himself.

Diablo: What a fucking brainbuster!

Maverick: That was shit.. just wait til Mystic is ready to beat his ass...

As Mystic rolls around on the mat holding the back of her head, Scavenger gets to his feet with a sadistic smile. He grabs a handful of Mystic's hair and yanks her violently up to her feet. He goes to whip her into the ropes again, but Mystic reverses it, whipping him into the ropes instead. Mystic follows close behind, and as Scavenger bounces against the rope, he's sent over the top by a stiff clothesline from Mystic.

Maverick: See? Mystic was just fucking with Scavenger.. she's ready to play now...

Wasting no time, Mystic grabs the top rope, and catapults herself over the top, landing a Senton splash right across the chest of Scavenger. Mystic gets back to her feet quickly and pulls Scavenger up to his. She then whips him hard into the security railing and follows up with a sick thrust kick straight to the side of his mouth.

Diablo: HOLY SHIT! That could of dislocated the champion's jaw!

Maverick: I TOLD you Mystic was just toying with him!

Scavenger falls into a heap, as Mystic begins stomping away on the back of his head and back. After a few moments, Mystic grabbed Scavenger's leg and dragged him towards the ring. She then stomped on him a few more times before jumping onto the ring apron and using the middle rope to springboard backwards with a moonsault, but at the very last moment, Scavenger rolled under the ring, causing Mystic to smash into the cold concrete knee first. The fans explode into cheers as Mystic rolls around in pain, holding her knee.

Diablo: And THAT'S why it's called a HIGH RISK move... Mystic could of just screwed herself out of the Ground Xero title!

Maverick: Shut it bitch!

After a few more moments, we see the ring apron begin to move and out pops...

Diablo: STEELY VENGEANCE!!!

Maverick: WHAT THE FUCK?!?

The UWE crowd fucking EXPLODES as Scavenger crawls out from under the ring, holding onto his faithful sidekick, the Steel chair. Scavenger slowly pulls himself to his feet and stands over top of Mystic with a sadistic grin on his face. He raises Steely above his head.

Maverick: SAY 'ELLO TO MY LIL' FRIEN!

Diablo: NO!!!

Just before Scavenger can strike, Deuce comes out of nowhere with a spinning heel kick to Steely, sending it smashing into Scavenger's face. The crowd looks like it's about to riot, as they bombard the ring with trash, booing loudly. Then suddenly, out of nowhere Lauren smacks Deuce in the back of the head with a steel chair of her own, which causes the arena to go wild once again. Lauren leans down and shakes Scavenger until he begins to stir. He finally makes it up to his feet and grabs Mystic once again by the hair, pulling her up. He then slides her into the ring and follows suit. Mystic tries crawling away, but Scavenger stalks her closely. He pulls her up and whips her into the turnbuckle. Scavenger then grabs her by the head and places her on the top rope. He climbs up there with her and wraps his arm around her neck.

Diablo: Scavenger is going for something big here!

Scavenger then hoists Mystic above his head for a superplex...

Maverick: FUCKING HELL!

...but somehow, Mystic wiggles free, flipping herself down onto his shoulders and hits the Mysticanrana into a pin.

Maverick: MYSTICANRANA FROM THE TOP ROPE!

Diablo: Wow...

Maverick: Into the pin!

Diablo: NO!

Scavenger somehow is able to roll through, and land on top of Mystic. He hooks the leg.

Diablo: 1.....2.......3!

The crowd goes ballistic as "Hertzeleid" begins to blare through the PA system. Scavenger releases the pin and rolls out of the ring, as Lauren brings him his Ground Xero title.

Chloe DeVille: Your winner and STILL Ground Xero Champion...SCAVENGER!

The fans keep cheering as Scavenger holds his title above his head. The camera then switches to the other side of the ring where we see Ak-47 stand up and begin a slow clap.

Maverick: Holy Shit! I didn't even remember he was out here!

Diablo: Neither did I!

AK then just smirks as he hops the security railing and makes his way out of the arena area, leaving Scavenger to celebrate his win.
 

As the match ends, the MegaTron sparks to life, showing a beautiful brunette woman holding a month old baby in her arms. She smiles out at the crowd as a 'Via Satellite from America' logo shows up on the bottom left hand corner of the screen.

Nikki Starr-Gainey: What's up, Uncensored?! If you didn't know, I'm Nikki Starr-Gainey, Spyder's widow, and this little cutie is Spyder's son and the true owner of Uncensored - aptly nicknamed Spyder Junior. I just wanted to say that Uncensored is ecstatic to become the Chosen Fed over at RoughKut, and I am more than happy to accept this honor on Spyder's behalf. I'm sure he's looking down on us right now, beaming with pride and flipping off our competitors, letting them know personally that we've done exactly what they said we wouldn't - survived. We've been going strong for a long time now, and we'll keep going, no matter what the nay-sayers think. We've proved them wrong before, we can do it again.

Before she can continue, the cameras view pans back revealing this to have been seen on a monitor in an office backstage. Kirsta Lewis is standing there with D. Simon Reynolds, revealing what everyone just saw to be coming from the monitor in Kirsta’s office.. Together Simon and Kirsta just saw all that Nikki Star-Gainey had to say. Kirsta looks over at Simon with rage in her eyes.

Kirsta: Do you believe that shit? In Spyder's name...give me a fucking break.

The ice on his pinky ring twinkled and glistened as he turned the cigar in his mouth, gnawing at the tip a bit.

Notorious: You'd think with as much as I've provided for that family that the ones left in it could show a little respect and pay me my tribute on a night like this.

Kirsta touches and then squeezes Simon’s arm, showing off the huge ring on her finger. She has an evil grin on her face.

Kirsta: She is nothing more then a gold digger and she came on a night that was yours. It was all planned but, that bitch is not going to come close to getting what she came for. I’ll make dame sure of that.

Notorious: Yes. It does happen to be a rather convenient time for me to hear from her again...but I am hoping that by making damn sure that you mean sending Mystic to deal with her. You remember our arrangement...

Kirsta smiles at Simon knowing that this was not a question.

Kirsta: I remember it. I don’t have to step in that ring to get the job done and I will guarantee that Miss Gold Digger will regret ever coming here tonight. Mystic will tear that bitch to shreds.

The match bell sounds three times calling for everyone's attention.

Chloe DeVille: This next match is your main event of the evening!!!

The video screen lights up showing Seamus McArthur standing in front of a crowd of people.

Seamus McArthur: I've continued to tell my fans, that throughout my career...I will stand tall and I will come DOWN with a vengeance upon my enemies.

The crowd hushes down.

Seamus McArthur: I will not back down from a fight and I will take my beatings. But now...now I have a new question posed to me.

Seamus looks right at the crowd.

Seamus McArthur: I've been asked over the past few weeks...Seamus...we know you are a Champion in the NWA...but do you really think you are Uncensored?

Deep breath.

Seamus McArthur: And I have but one thing to say.

He looks directly into the camera.

Seamus McArthur: You bet your sweet ass I am!

The opening chords to 'Colors' by Crossfade, begin to come out of the speakers as the fans start to cheer loudly the newest Uncensored star, 'The Irish Knight' Seamus McArthur, steps out from behind the curtain.

Chloe: Introducing first...he hails from Dublin, Ireland and is the current NWA World's Heavyweight Champion...THE IRISH KNIGHT....SEAMUS MCARTHUR!!!

In a white 'Irish Knight' t-shirt and jean shorts, he walks out onto the top of the entrance ramp. Seamus taps his chest and raises his right arm into the air and then brings his hand down as pyros explode all around him. As the smoke from the pyro begins to clear he walks down to the ring.

Maverick: This is it, the Main Event. And it doesn't get much bigger than this!

Diablo: You can help but main event a match like this!

Seamus slaps the hands of the fans who reach out to him. He runs the rest of the way down to the ring, sliding though the ropes and quickly standing to his feet. Running over to the corner and hoping up the second rope, he hit all four corners of the ring and then hops down when his music fades.

Chloe: And his opponent...

The lights in the arena go off as "Die If You Wanna" by Napoleon hits the speakers. White and blue strobe lights flicker in the entranceway as mist fills the stage and a spotlight hits as "Infamous" Jeremy Diaz emerges from the back.

Chloe: Fighting out of Birmingham, Alabama....THIS, is the current X-Net World's Heavyweight Champion...THE INFAMOUS...JEREMY...DIAZ!!!

He walks down the aisle arrogantly smirking at fans as he enters the ring via steel steps and poses on a turnbuckle to a blinding surge of camera flashes.

Maverick: Did you ever think that you would see him back here in Uncensored!

Diablo: Nothing around here surprises me anymore!

Maverick: I'll bet that right now Seamus feels all alone in Uncensored. And with his first match against Diaz, he is almost scared shitless.

Diablo: It's obvious that Diaz does not like Seamus and does not respect the NWA Heavyweight Championship, feeling it to be inferior to that big X-Net gold belt he is in possession of.

Maverick: Look at that, "Quick" Casey can't even call for the bell for holding these two apart!

Diablo: This is going to be a war! And any interference will result in Jeremy losing his train of thought and all of his focus because he's trying so hard to focus on Seamus in spite of everything else in his life. In spite of how wild eyed, and ready to fight that Diaz is...he is hoping for just a clean wrestling match of sorts.

Maverick: And Diaz with the first big shot in, right over Casey banks' head forcing our referee to step back and call for the match bell!

Diablo: And the main event of Kamikaze is on! McArthur vs. Diaz...X-Net Champ vs. NWA Champ.

"Quick" Casey Banks stepped back calling for the bell as Diaz landed a hard closed fist to the jaw of McArthur. With the official out of the way, Seamus was able to take a step back to counter, landing a hard left to the ribs of Diaz, following up with an elbow show which caught the point of Diaz's chin. With his man rocked, Seamus stepped back, hitting the ropes going for another elbow when Diaz caught him with a Tornado backbreaker!

Maverick: Oh my God! Did you see that?

Diablo: What an exchange to kick off this Kamikaze Main Event!

Maverick: But did you expect it to be any different?

After laying down several hard closed fists, Diaz, with a handful of hair pulls Seamus up and whips him into the far side ropes.

Diablo: Big dropkick off the far side ropes!

Maverick: The Lord of the Dropkick, Jeremy Diaz in control in the early goings of this big match up.

Diablo: He looks right at home inside of an Uncensored ring.

Maverick: It makes anybody look good.

Diablo: Diaz has alot of momentum here and it's all headed right at Seamus who needs to slow it down or even stop it by using his size advantage.

Using the ropes to pull himself back up, Seamus turns as Diaz lays down a hard elbow smash to the small of the back. Diaz followed it up with a barrage of forearm smashes which sent McArthur back down to the mat. As soon as he hit the mat, Diaz set the other man's leg up across the bottom rope.

Maverick: Diaz springboarding off the middle rope down hard onto the knee of Seamus McArthur!

Diablo: Since Seamus is bigger, Jeremy will be going for the legs alot tonight.

Maverick: But Seamus kicks him right in the chops and is able to roll to the outside.

Diablo: McArthur seems to be almost holding himself up on the ring apron after that devastating blow that Diaz just delivered to him.

Diaz quickly rolls out of the ring right behind McArthur, who just as quickly rolls back in. As Diaz follows him back in, Seamus nails him with a running knee lift that knocks Diaz down onto the floor at ringside.

Maverick: McArthur stepping back, forcing a count by the referee.

Diablo: Diaz is up, gonna take alot more than that to slow him down, much less to stop him.

Hammering down on Diaz's shoulder blades with some hard forearm shots as he pulled him in through the ring ropes, Seamus set him up for and landed a hard vertical suplex. As both men moved back up to their feet, McArthur caught Diaz's wrist, applied a wristlock and wrenching it out over Diaz's shoulder bent the man over where he laid him out flat with a tilt a whirl sidewalk slam!

Maverick: What impact! You could hear that all the way to Hiroshima!

With a front facelock applied McArthur pulled Diaz back up to his feet. Diaz tried to force Seamus back into a corner, but planting his feet, McArthur was able to stop their forward momentum and nail a Northern Light Suplex!

Diablo: Huge Northern Lights suplex right after a vertical, and McArthur is going for the pin!

Maverick: ...1...2...Diaz kicking out!

Just then about a dozen young Japanese boys began to walk out onto the staging holding straw brooms. They started to sweep down the staging and the steel aisle that led down to the ring.

Maverick: You know what this means!

Diablo: Things are about to get Uncensored!

Maverick: Look at Diaz, he knows what it means too!

You could see Jeremy Diaz become more and more agitated as the Japanese boys got closer to the ring sweeping. Visibly trying to shake off the damage that McArthur had just caused, both men moved back up to their feet with Diaz taking a step back.  Just then pyros exploded from the staging and "Prince Charming" by Metallica exploded from the speakers. As Seamus turned his head to the staging, Diaz nearly took it off with a Superkick!

Diablo: The 2-0-5 Kick!

Maverick: He won't have time to pin McArthur before Holmes is here!!!

Diablo: He's trying! Lateral press...

Maverick: ...1...2...3! I don't believe it! Diaz has scored a shocking quick pinfall victory here tonight in the main event of Kamikaze.

Diablo: And he is up looking for Deuce Holmes!

Maverick: And Seamus is still down!

On the MegaTron, the Stoned Superstar, Jay Jameson is revealed to be in the gorilla position playing the audio track of Holmes' ring intro!

Diablo: It's Jay Jameson! And he may have just cost Seamus McArthur the match with that stunt! It looks like he was trying to get into Diaz's head and it backfired badly!

Maverick: A bad night for some...a great night altogether for Uncensored!

Diablo: Couldn't have said that better myself! And I see the credits beginning to roll on my monitor so it looks like we're going to have to wait until next week to see if anything happens backstage between Jameson and Diaz!

Maverick: I think McArthur's going to be madder at Jameson than Diaz will be!

Diablo: Well we're going to have to find out some other uncensored time...from some other Uncensored place!

Maverick: Once again, all of us here at Uncensored remind you to take Kut's word for it...we are your ONLY choice for Hardcore Indy Sleaze in the world of sports entertainment!