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DREAM WRESTLING: SLAUGHTER XVI - 08/31/2009

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Slaughter XVI

31 Aug 2009

Amarillo Civic Center, Amarillo, Texas (seats 6,670)

 

Main Event Announcement

The DREAM logo appears across the screen then explodes into the Monday Night Slaughter on HOTv logo. Once it fades away the camera pans across the Slaughter entrance stage. Pyros begin to fire in the air and the fans scream.
 



"Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Monday Night Slaughter on H.O.T.v in full HD! I'm Jason Whiteside and we're coming to you LIVE from the Amarillo Civic Center in Amarillo, TX."

The camera pans across the fans holding signs and screaming.

"Tonight will be exciting as we have some of the hottest young talent in DREAM performing!"

The camera zooms to the top of the entrance. Suddenly, Mark Zylbert's music hits.

"Slaughter general manager, Mark Zylbert is on his way out now!"

Mark Zylbert steps out, microphone in hand and looks out to the corwd before walking down the ramp to a mixed reaction.

"We haven't seen Mr. Zylbert in a while. Usually, when we do see him he has something big to announce."

A few moments later, Mark walks up the steps and enters the ring. He signals for his music to be cut off. Mark waits before raising the microphone to his lips.

"Welcome... to MONDAY NIGHT SLAUGHTER!"

The fans pop LOUD. Mark gives them a few moments to calm down.

"You must be wondering what I am doing out here. Well, I've been watching the last few editions of Insomnia and it just seems to me, that commissioner of that show wants to come out, try and get more television time then the talent, then expect that because they have such superstars as Doozer..."

Crowd pop.

"Travis Williams..."

Heat pop.

"Mike Polowy..."

Bigger heat pop.

"Our World Champion, Level-One..."

HUGE heat pop.

"That they have a better product then Slaughter puts out every week."

The fans boo at this misconception.

"The fact of the matter is, I run the flag ship show here in DREAM. I call the shots. Yea, you heard me, I ALLOWED those guys to go over and help Crimson with the ratings. ME!"

The crowd shifts to more of a heat reaction.

"Just to PROVE to Crimson that I deliver the better product, I have booked tonight as a night of gimmick matches. So what if there are only three, these three matches will CRUSH any hopes Crimson has of being able to pull a halfway decent sized rating. I mena come on, we are aired live, world wide, on H.O.T.V!"

Pop at HOTv being mentioned.

"I want to add the icing to the cake. For the fans watching at home, tonight's ONE HOUR main event four way Iron Man match will be one hundred percent commercial free!"

Someone good pop from the live crowd.

"Yea, that's right, I can afford to pay for the second half of the show without the help of sponsorship. Crimson can't even afford to pay for coffee to go with the complimentary doughnuts we get on Friday's during out board meeting."

Crowd heat returns as Mark laughs. Suddenly, a bigger theme begins to play as Jason Whiteside announces to the crowd at home who it is.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I do not believe it. The OWNER of DREAM, William Peters is here!"

Mark Zylbert's mouth drops as Mr. Peters steps out. He stops at the top of the ramp and looks out to the crowd that pops.

"Uhh.. uhh.. hello sir, I was just talking about how..."

"SHUT UP!"

HUGE crowd pop as Mr. Peters begins to talk.

"I heard everything you had to say, and that'll be enough. You made your point. You talked about tonight's show, you announced you'll be paying for the second half of the show, now SHUT UP! I will tell you one thing Zylbert, you better pay me every dime that the second hour draws weekly."

Zylbert can be seen gulping.

"This you versus Crimson thing you are trying to start, crush it now. I run DREAM. I call the shots, and I sign BOTH of your checks."

HUGE crowd pop.

"You want to compete with him? Ok. Bashed in the USA, Mark Zylbert versus Crimson. The winner gets the first draft pick in brand draft."

The noise is unbelievable. Mark Zylbert can't believe what he has heard.

"Mr. Peters.. I'm, I'm not a wrestler!"

"Do I care Zylbert? Do I give a damn whether you are a wrestler, or that he is over the hill and has had more knee surgery then Britney Spears will need later in life?"

Another huge pop.

"The fact of the matter is, we need more stability in the programming, and I want you to shut your mouth about competition. How can you compete when you share the roster? You can't, so you just wasted the time of all of the people sitting here waiting to see some wrestling action."

He allows the crowd pop to grow before continuing.

"Now... get out of my ring and lets go to the first commerical of this half of the show. We need to make money somehow."

The crowd laughs at Zylbert's expense as he exits the ring, his head down in shame. Mr. Peters music hits and Jason Whiteside returns to commentating.

"Huge news as Mr. peters, DREAM owner and chairman, has just announced that not only will we have a brand split after Bashed in the USA, but Mark Zylbert will in fact face Crimson in a match at the pay per view for the first draft pick! Boy, we'll be right back after these words from our sponsors."

The show cuts to commercial.

Lady America vs. Tina Davis

The camera changes to show the mud pit that is set up in an open area be the entrance portion of the ramp. Tina Davis' music begins to play. To a mixed reaction, she steps out wearing a more bathing suit type of attire. Once in position near the pit, her music fades and Bruce Springston's 'Born in the USA' begins to play. Lady America steps out wearing a flag designed bathing suit.

"Both Lady America and Tina Davis are standing outside the pit. They seem to be against the concept of this match."

Davis argues with the referee, who just tells her that this is the match stipulation. Lady America then tries to reason with him, also to no luck.

"The referee is attempting to get the ladies int he mud, to begin the match."

America shrugs then shoves Davis, causing her to fall of the edge and into the mud.

"Here we go! Lady America crosses over into the pit and the referee calls for the bell."

America grabs Tina's hair and yanks it back, causing Davis to let out a painful yelp.

"Tina Davis grabs the ankle of Lady America and is able to trip her. America falls back, landing in the mud."

Globs of mud fly everywhere as Tina rolls over on top of Lady America and begins to strangle her.

"The referee warsn Davis."

Tina lets go, grabs a handful of mud, then slaps Lady America in the face with it.

"America overpowers Tina Davis, pushing her off into the mud."

She grabs the back of Davis' hair and pushing her face into the mud. Davis begins frantically flinging her arms.

"Lady America trying to feed the mud to Tina Davis it seems. We have to take a commercial break, we'll be right back."

After the commerical, we return to see Lady America locked into a Camel Clutch by Tina Davis.

"During the commerical, Davis was able to gain control of the match, and is now attempting to get Lady America to submit."

Tina Davis lets go of Lady America, who flops down into the mud. Both women are covered head to toe.

"Davis on her feet, she lifts Lady America up."

Tina loses her footing for a bit due to the slippery mud, but is able to catch herself. She wraps her arms around Lady America.

"Big bear hug by Tina Davis."


Lady America struggles before slapping her hands on each side of Tina Davis' head causing her to let go. Lady America falls to the mud, as Tina Davis slips and falls herself. More mud splatters everywhere.

"Davis using the side of the pit to try and get back up. Lady America lunges up, forearm to the kidneys of Tina Davis."

She stands up, wraps her arm around Tina's neck and falls back.

"Inverted DDT. Lady America rolls over on top of Tina Davis and the referee counts."

Each time his hand hits, the mud splats out until three. The bell sounds.

"Lady America pulls off a victory."

As she stands, she has to quickly grab her top, after a slight wardrobe malfunction.

"Live television folks, anything can happen!"

Lady America is helped out of the pit as Tina Davis is helped up. Once America is out she looks at Davis, then assist her out of the pit. They both look at the mess they made and each other then begin laughing before hugging.

"Good sportsmanship by Lady America and Tina Davis."

America uses one hand to hold her top on while raising Tina Davis' hand up. The crowd begins to give more of a positive reaction. Could this mean a change of heart for Lady America? The fans ponder that as we go to another commerical break.

Trying to Reason

Mr. Peters is walking through the parking garage, talking on his cell phone. As he approaches his car, Mark Zylbert walks up.

"Mr. Peters, Mr. Peters, wait."

Peters holds a finger up.

"I'll call you back."

He puts his phone away and turns to Zylbert.

"What do you want?"

"You can't be serious about me and Crimson at the pay per view."

Peters looks agitated.

"And a draft? A draft?! What if we lose the ability to have top names on Slaughter? What if Doozer goes to Insomnia? How about Level-One taking the World Title to Tuesday mornings? Travis Williams painting his face for the purple? This can't happen!"

As he frantically paces, Mr. Peters smirks.

"What I would suggest Mr. Zylbert, is that you call your brother and start training. You have a match in just a few weeks."

"Big Shot doesn't wrestle anymore, how is he going to be able to help me?"

"He doesn't wrestle any more, you don't wrestle at all, and Crimson is an established veteran with a historic past. Boy, I'd had to be in your shoes right now."

He leans back, laughing histrionically. His phone rings. Zylbert steps forward. Peters hols a finger up and answers his phone.

"Yea, I can talk."

He walks away, leaving Mark Zylbert to look even more frustrated.

Win.

The camera goes to the back where we have a DREAM Wrestling interviewer standing beside B.R. Ellis.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm standing her by 'Texas Best' B.R. Ellis who will be in tonight's main event four man iron man match. B.R., What are your thoughts going into a match of this caliber?"

B.R. looks at the interviewer, then to the camera.

"Well, I tell you what. I'm Texas Best for a reason, and that reason is because when it comes to high caliber matches, as you put it, I am simply the best."

The interviewer continues.

"And what are your plans?"

B.R. doesn't even think before answering.

"Win."

B.R. crosses his arms and the interviewer takes over.

"Well, there you have it folks. B.R. Ellis plans on winning tonight's main event. Back to you Jason.

Shaun XF vs. Cody Brews

The fans in attendance rise to their feet as "You're Gonna Go Far, Kid" by The Offspring begins to emanate from the public announce system speakers. White and green strobe lights flash at the top of the entrance ramp as 'Kid Danger' Cody Brews steps from behind the curtain. He lifts his hands for only a moment before sprinting towards ringside and sliding under the bottom ring rope. After rolling to one knee and pointing down at the ring, he stands ready to fight.

'Feel so numb' by Rob Zombie hits the sound system. The fans boo as Shaun XF comes out. he heads to the ring.

"Anything can happen in this match as it involves tables, ladders, chairs, and two of the up and coming youngsters here in DREAM. Cody Brews and Shaun XF will take each other to the limit tonight as soon as the bell sounds."

Brews and XF look around the outside of the ring at the arsenal provided then at each other as the bell sounds to begin the match. Both men tap each others hands to show sportsman ship before locking up.

"And we're off. Cody Brews sends Shaun XF into the ropes. As he returns, Brews takes him down with an arm drag. Both men quickly up to their feet. XF runs at Brews, another arm drag."

They both get up again and rush each other.

"XF leap frogs Cody Brews. Both men off opposite ropes. Shaun XF hits the mat, Brews jumps over him. Both up and turn."

Cody leaps up, grabs Shaun's head, places his knees in XF's chest and falls backward.

"What a move! That knocked the breath out of Shaun XF with no doubt!"

Cody legs go of XF and rolls out of the ring.

"It looks as if Cody Brews is ready to take it to the next level as he is determining which tool of destruction he'd like to incorporate into the match."

Cody slides a medium sized ladder into the ring then fumbles under it, pulling out a table.

"Cody brews now setting that table up on the outside. Inside the ring, Shaun XF is using the ropes to pull himself to his feet."

Once Brews has the table set up he picks up a chair and slides into the ring. As Brews gets to his feet and rushes XF with the chair, Shaun jumps.

"Drop kick into that chair!"

The chair ricochet's off of Cody's face and XF quickly gets to his feet. He picks up the ladder that Cody had placed in the ring and begins to set it up. Cody Brews rolls over and begins to push himself to his feet.

"Shaun XF sets the ladder up, however, Brews is up behind him, with that chair again."

He swings.

"Chair shot to the back of Shaun XF."

Shaun stumbles forward, grasping onto the ladder to catch himself. Cody raises the chair and slams it into his back again.

"Cody throws the chair down and grabs Shaun XF."

He turns XF around, kicks him in the gut, and grabs his head.

"DDT onto the steel chair!"

The fans pop. Cody gets to his feet and looks at the ladder. He moves it a couple inches over and begins to climb it. Cameras flash as Cody Brews holds his arms out beside him.

"Brews leaps.. swanton bomb from the ladder!"

As he flies through the air, Shaun XF moves.

"XF MOVED! XF MOVED!"

Cody crashes to the mat, letting out a scream of pain.

"Shaun XF uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet. He now lifts Cody Brews up, Irish whip!"

Cody grabs the top rope to stop himself and Shaun XF runs at him. Brews pulls down on the top rope, sending Shaun XF over, crashing through the table set outside.

"My God!"

Cody brews then collapses to one knee, trying to catch his breath. On the outside, officials check on Shaun XF.

"So far the carnage has been from the start of the match. TLC matches have been known to change wrestler's lives forever, and today will certainly be no different. More after this commercial break."

As we return from commercial, XF begins to get up on the outside of the ring as Cody Brews does the same inside.

"Both men on their feet, Brews looks out to XF. He runs, leaps, OVER THE TOP ROPE! CODY BREWS FLIES THROUGH THE AIR!"

He lands right on his mark. Both men crash to the floor, knocking over a nearby ladder that was set up before the match, which falls on top of them.

"What a dive to the outside by Cody Brews."

We get a split screen, showing it again as both men crawl from under the fallen ladder.

"I'm unsure how much longer these two men will be able to go on."

Cody pulls himself up on the barrier.

"Brews now setting up a table that was propped up on the side of the ramp. Shaun XF seems to be coming to."

Brews adjust the table as XF gets to his feet.

"Cody Brews meets Shaun XF with a couple of rights before rolling him up on that table."

Brews then lifts a ladder up and opens it. However, Shaun XF is able to roll off of the table.

"XF runs behind Brews, forearm shot to the back."

He turns him around and begins to hit Cody with hard closed fist. Shaun then grabs his arm, turns and whips Cody into the set up ladder.

"Brews crashes into the ladder."

The ladder closes and falls, landing on top of the barrier. Security moves the fans from around it as Cody brews lays on top of the propped up ladder. Shaun walks to the side, and brings a forearm down across Cody's chest. He then lifts Cody's legs, throws his own up, and falls to the floor.

"AMAZING! Sling shot from off of the ladder! Cody Brews crashes through the table."

XF pulls himself up, then lifts Brews to his feet. he walks him to the ring, then rolls him in.

"Shaun XF now loading the ring with tables and chairs before sliding in himself."

He stomps away at Brews a few times before lifting a table and sitting it up against the corner post. He then lifts a second table, and begins to set it up normally. Cody Brews is now crawling to the ropes. he grabs them and begins to pull himself up.

"Shaun XF now setting a chair up. What does he have planned?"

Cody leans up against the ropes as XF takes some steps back. He runs, jumps to the chair, and using it to fly off. However, Cody Brews is able to catch him in mid air.

"Brews runs forward and throws XF! Powerbomb through that set up table!"

Cody takes a moment, but is able to get to his feet. He moves some of the broken table bits out of the way then lifts XF up.

"Cody Brews goes to whip XF, reversed! Cody brews crashes through that table set up up in the corner!"

Shaun runs and leaps off the same chair.

"BIG SPLASH INTO THE CORNER! He hits his mark!"

Cody Brews stumbles forward. Shaun XF runs up the corner post to the top, and leaps backwards, grabbing Cody's head on the way down.

"Brews face is planted into a closed chair on the mat. XF rolls him over and goes for the cover."

The referee drops and begins to count.

"Shaun XF wins! A very unexpected turn of events as Shaun XF pulls off the surprise victory."

His music hits as he is helped up by the referee and his arm raised. we get a few shots from the match.

"Shaun XF and Lady America both victorious in their singles matches tonight. With the rift that's been apparent the last couple of weeks between USXF, you have to think if tonight is the night that they choose to build singles careers for themselves. We'll be right back after these messages."

We fade to commercial.

Returning Soon.

A black screen. A razor blade falls, slicing away the darkness to show the Anarchy Championship. The camera pans out , displaying Travis Williams with the belt around his waist, his arms crossed. he leans his head back and laughs evilly. The image rips away, and a narrative begins.

"He came in to finish a feud."

Clips of Williams versus Bladez.

"He lost the gold."

The Anarchy title being head high above Travis Williams' head.

"Then he disappeared. Now, he's returning. In two weeks... the return of..."

Chris Bladez appears on the screen.

"CHRIS BLADEZ!"

Bladez stares directly into camera.

"I'm back."

Fade to black.

Casey Pierro-Zabatol vs. Malcolm Dred-King vs. B.R. Ellis vs. Tito

The camera pans across the sea of fans then lands on the top of the entrance way.

"One hour, fatal four way, Iron man match coming your way! The superstar with the most pin falls or submissions by the time limit will win. This should be incredible!"

'Superman' by Eminem begins to play. A strong mixed reaction from the crowd begins as Mexican Express steps out from the back.

"Tito the Angry Mexican being accompanied to the ring by his tag team partner, Blue Phoenix."

Once down the ramp, 'Superman' fades out. CPZ's theme song "Warriors Of Time" by Black Tide begins to play over the speaker system as the lights in the arena begin to darken. A lone spotlight shines on the entrance ramp as CPZ emerges from the curtains. He views his surroundings and begins to slowly make his way down the aisle with the lights slowly coming back on as the one spotlight follows him.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol heading down now. So far this man has had an impressive run in DREAM. Can he add another notch int he win column tonight?"

Once in the ring, his music fades and Malcolm Dred-King's begins to play.

"Speaking of impressive runs, Malcolm Dred-King is on a role himself. He and Casey Pierro-Zabatol have had what can be seen as a small feud since debuting here in DREAM."

He arrives in the ring and his music fades. A loud bang sounds followed by a custom guitar rift. B.R. Ellis comes from backstage and the fans pop as loud as they did for MDK.

"B.R. Ellis still new but the fans seem to like this guy for some reason."

Ellis struts to the ring and rolls in, waiting on the match to begin. All four opponents stand in the ring, each in their own corner. Outside of the ring, Blue Phoenix is told by the referee to head to the back.

"Tito's tag team partner being sent from ringside. This referee certaintly has his work cut out for him tonight folks."

Once back in the ring, the referee checks with the wrestlers to make sure they are ready then calls for the bell.

"As the bell sounds, Casey Pierro-Zabatol locks up with Tito, the Angry Mexican. Malcolm Dred-King and B.R. Ellis kick things off themselves. Zabatol with the side of his knee into the gut of Tito, followed by a forearm smash to the temple."

He grabs Tito by his side, lifts and brings him down across his knee.

"Back breaker by Casey Pierro-Zabatol. B.R. Ellis places Malcolm Dred-King into a side headlock. Applies pressure. Pierro-Zabatol turns his attention to both Ellis and King. He runs and leaps. Casey Pierro-Zabatol takes both B.R. Ellis and Malcolm Dred-King down with a spear."

CPZ automatically mounts MDK and begins to punch him.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol now concentrating on Malcolm Dred-King. These two men have been going back and forwards for several weeks now. One can only assume it's going to end up leading to a huge match."

Tito pushes his way to his feet, as does B.R.

"Ellis goes for Casey Pierro-Zabatol, but Tito catches him with a standing drop kick to the back."

Ellis throws his arms out and falls to his knees. Tito runs past him, bounces off the ropes. As he returns he lifts his leg.

"Shining Wizard... NO!"

B.R. grabs Tito under his legs as he meets him, and lifts, slamming Tito behind him hard to the mat. the fans pop like crazy.

"Ellis counters the Shining Wizard and is now heading for Casey Pierro-Zabatol."

He grabs the head of CPZ and lifts him up and off of Malcolm Dred-King. He turns CPZ around and boots him in the gut.

"European uppercut by B.R. Ellis."

Casey Pierro-Zabatol stumbles back a few feet and Ellis runs.

"Lou Thez Press! B.R. now giving Casey Pierro-Zabatol a dose of his own medicine."

The fans pop louder. Malcolm Dred-King rolls over and slowly gets to his feet as Ellis dismounts from Casey. They look at each other and both lifts Casey to his feet.

"MDK and B.R. Ellis now helping each other for the time being. They lift, Double suplex that shakes the ring!"

They now both get to their feet, lifting Tito up with them.

"Malcolm Dred-King whips Tito into the ropes. On the return now, B.R. Ellis catches him, big back body drop!"

Tito lets out a yelp of pain. MDK and Ellis mouth to each other before seeing that Casey Pierro-Zabatol is trying to get to his feet.

"Right now a small alliance has been formed, but remember, this match is every man for himself. Malcolm and B.R. both run at Casey Pierro-Zabatol. CPZ moves, pulling the top tope down with him. Ellis and King go over the top rope!"

Both men crash to the outside. CPZ uses the topes to pull himself to his feet. He then looks out to the crowd and points to his head as if telling the crowd how much smarter he is then them. He smirks as they boo.

"Tito to his feet now."

He looks over and sees Malcolm and B.R. on the floor then looks at Casey. He extends his hand.

"Tito now trying to partner up with Casey Pierro-Zabatol."

CPZ grabs his hand and shakes it before kicking him in the stomach, then pulling him into a short arm clothesline.

"No chance. Casey Pierro-Zabatol is out for one man only and that is Casey Pierro-Zabatol. He covers Tito."

The referee drops and counts the three. A bell rings.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol is awarded the first pin fall of the match at the six and a half minute mark. A little less then fifty four minutes to go."

CPZ pushes his way to his feet looks out to the crowd and covers Tito again. the referee looks out then goes to count.

"Three count again."

A bell sounds.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol is now at two pins, both on Tito."

Casey gets up then covers Tito again. This time, however, Tito kicks out at two.

"Denied a third pin fall. On the outside of the ring, both Malcolm Dred-King and B.R. Ellis have gotten to their feet. I'm not sure they even realize that they are both now down two pins."

CPZ awaits MDK and Ellis as they re-enter the ring. Tito is able to push himself back up to his feet. As all four men are in the ring, they kick things off again.

"Tito and B.R. Ellis lock up as Malcolm Dred-King and Casey Pierro-Zabatol begin exchanging rights and lefts."

Tito is able to finally get some momentum.

"Quickly Tito gains control placing B.R. Ellis in a wrist lock. Ellis, reverses, and pushing Tito away."

B.R. Ellis grabs Tito's arm, and whips him across the ring, as CPZ and MDK finally lock up.

"Tito off the ropes, Ellis catches him with a big boot."

As Tito hits the mat, B.R. picks his left leg up then drops an elbow to the inside. Casey Pierro-Zabatol is able to take Malcolm Dred-King down to the mat and place him in a sleeper hold.

"Sleeper hold by CPZ. B.R. Ellis now lifts both of Tito Tito's legs up. Kick to the groin."

Tito holds himself in pain as the referee gets onto Ellis. B.R. pushes through the ref and begins to angrily stomp Tito.

"Ellis now pull's his opponent up by his head. Hard chop across Tito's chest, followed by another. On King's front, he is able to somehow stand up. Elbow to the gut of Casey Pierro-Zabatol, he rolls out of CPZ's hold, kick to the gut followed by a big DDT by Malcolm Dred-King."

The crowd pops. B.R. grabs Tito's arm.

"Irish whip by B.R. Ellis, Tito on the return."

Ellis catches Tito's head and swings.

"Swinging neck breaker!"

Malcolm Dred-King pulls Casey Pierro-Zabatol to his feet as B.R. Ellis covers Tito.

"The referee counts."

Malcolm lifts Casey Pierro-Zabatol.

"B.R. Ellis picks up his first three count as Malcolm Dred-King hits a suplex into a bridging pin."

The crowd pops louder. The referee goes right from Ellis to Malcolm Dred-King and counts.

"MDK just picked up his first victory as well! With close to forty-five minutes remaining in this match, it could go to anyone!"

Malcolm and B.R. get to their feet. The other two opponents roll out to the floor to catch their breath. MDK and Ellis look at each other then the crowd.

"There they go! Lock up by B.R. Ellis and Malcolm Dred-King!"

The crowd pops. Malcolm Dred-King breaks the lock then delivers several quick kicks to the legs of B.R. Ellis.

"Dred-King follows up those kicks with multiple chops."

Malcolm grabs the arm of B.R. and goes to whip him. Ellis reverses but instead of whipping Dred-King, he pulls him into a knee.

"B.R. Ellis rolls behind Malcolm Dred-King, applying a full nelson. He lifts Dred-King and throws him overhead back. NO! Malcolm Dred-King lands on his feet!"

Malcolm pushes B.R. hard enough, to cause him to run into the ropes. However, he grabs the top one to stop himself.

"Malcolm Dred-King runs at Ellis, who turns to see him in time. B.R. Ellis pulls that top rope down, sending Malcolm Dred-King over it!"

Dred-King is able to catch himself. As he uses the ropes to balance himself back over, he wraps his legs around the head of B.R. Ellis and twist to the mat releasing B.R., sending him crashing to the mat.

"What a huge reversal into a head scissor take down. Malcolm going for the pin."

The referee gets to two before B.R. kicks out.

"Close call, but Ellis was able to kick out."

As Malcolm Dred-King gets to his feet, he pulls B.R. up with him.

"Halfway up, B.R. is able to drive a knee into Malcolm's midsection."

Ellis grabs the back of Malcolm's head and guides him to the turnbuckle.

"B.R. Ellis sends Dred-King's head into... No, Malcolm Dred-King blocks it, grabs B.R. Ellis' head and introduces it to the top turnbuckle."

As B.R. stumbles back and turns, Malcolm lifts him on his shoulders, teh falls back.

"Samoan Drop by Malcolm Dred-King!"

He covers B.R. and the referee drops to count.

"Malcolm Dred-King secures his second pinfall!"

On the outside, Tito climbs a nearby corner post and waits. MDK gets to his feet as B.R. rolls out of the ring.

"Malcolm Dred-King turns, Tito jumps."

As Tito flips in the air, Malcolm is able to catch him, with Tito's legs wrapped around MDK's head.

"Malcolm runs forward, sit out powerbomb!"

MDK holds Tito in position as the referee counts. Casey Pierro-Zabatol slides into the ring and heads to boot Malcolm, but it's too late.

"Malcolm Dred-King with pin number three, placing him in the lead. however, Casey Pierro-Zabatol is now stomping away at him. Folks, thirty seven minutes remain in this exciting match up as we continue on tonight commercial free only on H.O.T.v in full high definition!"

Tito rolls out of the ring again and B.R. Ellis uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet. Casey Pierro-Zabatol lifts Malcolm Dred-King to his feet.

"CPZ grabs the arm of Malcolm Dred-King, he whips him."

As Malcolm hits the ropes, B.R. grabs Casey Pierro-Zabatol from behind.

"Belly to back suplex! He bridges into a pin."

The referee drops to count, but as Malcolm Dred-King reaches them he lepas and comes down with a forearm, to break the pin.

"Malcolm Dred-King securing his pin lead by denying B.R. another."

Malcolm helps B.R. to his feet.

"B.R. Ellis sent into the ropes. On the return, Malcolm Dred-King runs and jumps. Perfectly executed drop kick takes Ellis down!"

Both MDK and CPZ are now to their feet.

"Malcolm Dred-King ducks a clothesline attempt by Casey Pierro-Zabatol."

They both turn to face each other.

"Boot to the gut of Malcolm Dred-King by Casey Pierro-Zabatol."

CPZ grabs the back of MDK's head and yanks him hard to the mat. B.R. Ellis shoots up behind him, rolling CPZ into a school boy.

"B.R. Ellis trying to take advantage of Casey focusing on King. The referee counts, but Pierro-Zabatol is able to kick out at two."

Malcolm Dred-King catches B.R. after he gets to his feet, and whips him into the nearby turnbuckle. Before he can follow up, Casey Pierro-Zabatol gets to his feet and chops the knee of MDK.

"Malcolm Dred-King to one knee. Casey Pierro-Zabatol takes a few steps back before coming at Malcolm, boot to the face!"

King falls right over to the mat. Casey looks down at him then over at B.R. who is using the corner to hold himself up. He smiles evily.

"What is he planning?"

Casey walks over, grabs the top rope and beginds thrusting his shoulder into the gut of B.R. He then lifts Ellis, and helps him to the top rope.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol sits B.R. Ellis on the top rope."

He hooks his arm under Ellis' neck. He then leaps back, dropping to his knees, causing B.R.'s neck to snap on his arm.

"CASEY PIERRO-ZABATOL WITH THE DROP OF DEATH!"

He turns B.R. over and covers him, the referee counts.

"CPZ is now tied with Malcolm Dred-King with three pins each. B.R. Ellis is incapacitated and Tito is just now rolling back into the ring. What a move by Casey pierro-Zabatol."

We get a split screen, showing the Drop of Death again.

"Simply amazing. We have just hit the twenty eight minute remaining mark, and it looks as if this match is a two man show down with a couple of extra speed bumps thrown in. The chemistry that Malcolm Dred-King and Casey Pierro-Zabatol have in the ring is unmatched here in DREAM."

B.R. Ellis holds his neck and rolls out of the ring. Tito runs at Casey Pierro-Zabatol, who catches him and turns over, putting him down hard.

"Spine buster!"

Casey covers Tito.

"Easy three by Casey Pierro-Zabatol, who now has the lead with twenty six minutes remaining."

Casey stands up, and uses his foot to roll Tito over and out of the ring. Malcolm Dred-King uses the ropes to slowly pull himself up.

"It looks like we're about to see a show down. Who will pull off the victory in this exciting match?!"

Malcolm gets all the way up and takes a few moments, which Casey Pierro-Zabatol allows him to have.

"I have a feeling that this is about to get even more action packed as these two have gone back and forwards over the last few weeks, trying to up each other. Their feud is far from over, but tonight they throw gasoline on the fire. Especially right now as they lock up, and lock up hard!"

The fans get to their feet to watch. The noise levels are incredible. Casey Pierro-Zabatol throws a knee into the gut of Dred-King to break the lock up, then quickly jabs his eyes with two fingers.

"The referee warns Casey."

Dred-King holds his eyes and turns,not knowing which direction is which. Pierro-Zabatol leans forward, and grabs his hair, pulling Malcolm Dred-King hard back and down to the mat. The referee warns him again, as Casey raises his hands as if saying he didn't do anything.

"Pierro-Zabatol now going by his own rules, as he wants to put an end to any possibility of Malcolm Dred-King pulling off the win."

Casey begins pulling Dred-King to his feet. Halfway up, Malcolm pushes Casey back, stands up straight and begins punching him with rights and lefts.

"Dred-King fighting back."

Malcolm grabs Casey's arm and whips him across the ring.

"Pierro-Zabatol off the ropes and on the return. Dred-King runs and leaps, Lou Thez press!"

As Casey hits the mat, Malcolm pounds away at him.

"Casey tries to block the punches, but is having no luck. I don't think Malcolm Dred-King liked Casey's blatant disregard for rules a moment ago."

The referee gets Malcolm to dismount Pierro-Zabatol. He gets up and begins to argue with the referee.

"Argueing with the referee wont solve anything Malcolm."

Pierro-Zabatol pushes up, then comes foreword behind Malcolm, hitting him with a low blow.

"Malcolm Dred-King is in pain from that dastardly low blow!"

Casey gets to his feet then grabs the back of Dred-King's head.

"Pierro-Zabatol guides Malcolm Dred-King to the turnbuckle and introduces his head to the top."

Casey slams Malcolm's head into the turnbuckle twice, then turns him around.

"Holding onto the top rope for leverage, Casey Pierro-Zabatol puts several boots to the mid section of Malcolm Dred-King."

Casey grabs Malcolm and assist him to the top turnbuckle, sitting him on it. Pierro-Zabatol then climbs it himself.

"Two big punches to the head of Malcolm Dred-King."

Casey smirks evilly.

"Oh no, he can't be going for another Drop of Death, can he?"

Casey wraps his arm around the neck of Malcolm Dred-King. The fans automatically begin booing.

"Denied by Dred-King!"

Malcolm blocks the maneuver, and is able to lift Casey up. He leaps forward, throwing Pierro-Zabatol out horizontally as they hit the mat.

"What a reversal!"

Both men roll on the mat in pain.

"Who will make it to their feet first?"

After a few moments they both use the ropes to once again get to their feet.

"They rest for a moment. We get a classic staredown. Finally, here we go as they lock up. Pierro-Zabatol quickly with the side knee into the mid section of MDK."

He grabs King in a headlock and uses his free hand to quickly hit him with a close handed fist. As he lets go King falls back to the mat, but as quick as he went down, he is up, sweeping Pierro-Zabatol off his feet with a leg sweep.

"King to his feet, Pierro-Zabatol pushes up."

As he is getting up, Casey grabs both of Malcolm's legs, and yanks back, dropping him to the mat.

"Casey steps in, but King is able to use his power to kick Pierro-Zabatol back."

Casey Pierro-Zabatol stumbles back, releasing MDK's legs. Malcolm leaps up to his feet.

"Roundhouse kick by MDK."

Pierro-Zabatol hits the mat again. Casey rolls over and begins to push himself up. MDK straddles his back, hooking his arms under those of Casey Pierro-Zabatol, and locking his fingers under his chin.

"Malcolm Dred-King going for a submission attempt."

The more Casey tries to gets his hands up to pull MDK's fingers apart, the more he falls to the mat, allowing Malcolm to get a better grip.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol has nowhere to go, his only option at this point seems to be to tap out."

Pierro-Zabatol reaches back, finally finding MDK's head, and jabbing a thumb into his eyes.

"Malcolm Dred-King immediately lets go."

He grabs his eyes and falls side ways to the mat. Casey Pierro-Zabatol grabs his throat and rolls over to his back, gasping for air.

"Both men now crawling to the ropes, using them to pull themselves up."

Once up, MDK runs across the ring at Casey Pierro-Zabatol.

"Pierro-Zabatol catches Malcolm and lifts."

He drops MDK's neck across the top rope, as Dred-King bounces up and back, he hits the mat.

"Pierro-Zabatol off the ropes, he leaps, big leg drop. MALCOLM DRED-KING MOVES!"

Casey Pierro-Zabatol grabs his ass in pain as King turns over and pushes himself up.

"Casey getting to his feet, he is met halfway by a big boot from Malcolm Dred-King to the mid section followed by a big DDT!"

Malcolm quickly covers him.

"Malcolm Dred-King now ties the match up with only twelve minutes to go in the match! Tito and B.R. Ellis seem to still be out here on the outside. We have officials actually checking on them as the action continues inside the ring."

Malcolm Dred-King has a definite limp as he gets to his feet. Sweat pours from him as he lifts Casey Pierro-Zabatol to his feet.

"King whips Zabatol into the nearby corner."

CPZ hits the corner post and sits there.

"Malcolm runs, big splash!"

The fans pop. as MDK moves away, Casey Pierro-Zabatol stumbles forward. Malcolm Dred-King steps behind him, intertwining himself, then pulling back.

"Abdominal stretch by Malcolm Dred-King. Once again, a submission is as good as a pin fall in this match as we hit the ten minute mark."

Malcolm applies more pressure, but they are too close to the ropes as Casey is able to grab the top one, causing King to have to release him. Casey Pierro-Zabatol rest on the top rope for a moment, before being grabbed by Malcolm again.

"Malcolm Dred-King lifts Casey Pierro-Zabatol, big atomic drop."

Pierro falls to the mat holding himself. Malcolm quickly picks his legs up and delivers a couple stomps to the inside of them before wrapping his legs in then falling.

"FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK!"

Casey attempts to fight it, but after a few moments, he can't, as he taps out.

"Malcolm Dred-King is now up one with a little less then nine minutes left!"

The fans are on their feet, the crowd is rumbling as Malcolm Dred-King releases the lock. He gets to his feet and begins to climb the near by corner post.

"Malcolm Dred-King going up top!"

Casey uses the ropes to pull himself up, now displaying his own limp. Once he gets up he turns in time to see MDK leap.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol catches Malcolm Dred-King in mid air! Quick slam that shakes the whole ring."

Casey quickly covers Malcolm. As the referee drops to count, CPZ places his feet up on the bottom rope for leverage securing the pin fall.

"Now that was just plain cheating! Casey Pierro-Zabatol ties the match up at seven minutes and forty five seconds remaining."

The fans boo Casey's actions as he begins to get to his feet. he points to his head signalling his smarts before stomping away at Malcolm.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol now taking a few moments to catch his breath, also allowing Malcolm Dred-King to somehow get to his feet. What a match folks."

Casey stares at Malcolm. They both know that it's the closing minutes and it's time to take each other to the last level.

"Malcolm Dred-King challenges Casey Pierro-Zabatol to the test of strength, and Casey Pierro-Zabatol accepts."

Both men clasp their hands together and begin to attempt to over power each other.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol struggles a bit but breaks to hold with a kick to Malcolm Dred-King's mid section."

Malcolm Dred-King catches himself and charges Casey Pierro-Zabatol, who takes him down with a drop toe hold.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol quickly attaches the cross face with arm bar. He knows he must put Malcolm Dred-King out for good, so he'll need to use anything he can."

Malcolm Dred-King reaches for the bottom rope and grabs it.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol unwillingly releases Malcolm Dred-King from the cross face, maneuvers to his feet. I think he did it out of habit, as in this match anything is legal. He quickly begins to stomp Zabatol."

Malcolm Dred-King uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet, as Casey Pierro-Zabatol waits, itching to attack. Once up, Malcolm Dred-King turns to see Casey Pierro-Zabatol charge him.

"Malcolm Dred-King catches Casey Pierro-Zabatol in a belly to belly position. Suplex! That was executed perfectly."

Malcolm Dred-King quickly pulls Casey Pierro-Zabatol to his feet. He hooks him in belly to back.

"Suplex! Malcolm Dred-King holds on, pushes himself up with Casey Pierro-Zabatol still hooked in, ANOTHER! He still holds tight."

Malcolm Dred-King delivers a third belly to back suplex on Casey Pierro-Zabatol, this time releasing him as he falls back. The crowd pops.

"Malcolm Dred-King heading to the top turnbuckle once again. He measures Casey Pierro-Zabatol up and leaps... Big head butt!"

Malcolm Dred-King hits his mark. Casey Pierro-Zabatol holds his gut in pain as his aggressor rises to his feet.

"Malcolm Dred-King now pulls Casey Pierro-Zabatol up, grabs his arm. Irish whip into the corner. He follows up, ANOTHER BIG SPLASH!"

As Malcolm Dred-King moves out of the way, Casey Pierro-Zabatol stumbles forward. Malcolm Dred-King gets in a three point stance, then chops his knee, causing him to hit the mat.

"Malcolm Dred-King wants redemption. He wants the win!"

Malcolm Dred-King turns Casey Pierro-Zabatol over on his back, then climbs to the second rope. He jumps backwards, landing rump first onto Casey Pierro-Zabatol's chest.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol gasp for air as Malcolm Dred-King shows no signs of letting up. When you face Casey Pierro-Zabatol, you can't, as he'll use any opportunity he can against you."

Malcolm Dred-King pulls Casey Pierro-Zabatol to his feet again.

"Irish whip to the corner. Casey Pierro-Zabatol shook the whole ring when he hit it."

Malcolm Dred-King sits him up on the top turnbuckle then climbs himself. As he begins setting up for a superplex, Casey Pierro-Zabatol slams a right into his head.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol fighting back now with lefts and rights. Malcolm Dred-King tries to hold on as Casey Pierro-Zabatol smashes him repeatedly. Two minutes remain!"

Casey Pierro-Zabatol grabs Malcolm Dred-King's head in a look, and pushes off using the ropes, turning in the air. The crowd roars.

"HUGE DDT FROM THE TOP! Malcolm Dred-King is out cold!"

Casey Pierro-Zabatol gets to his feet and takes a moment before continuing.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol continues to control the match as he begins stomping the knees of Malcolm Dred-King. Where is he going now?"

Casey Pierro-Zabatol exits the ring. He reaches in and pulls Malcolm Dred-King towards the edge, positioning his legs on each side of the turnbuckle.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol grabs Malcolm Dred-King's leg and slams his knee into that unforgiving steel. I think Casey Pierro-Zabatol wants to seriously hurts Malcolm Dred-King as he does it a second time."

Next he grabs both of Malcolm Dred-King's legs and yanks the back.

"Malcolm Dred-King visibly in pain as Casey Pierro-Zabatol continues to afflict as much damage as he can."

Casey Pierro-Zabatol rolls back into the ring and pulls Malcolm Dred-King to the center. He jumps up and falls with both knees towards Malcolm Dred-King.

"Malcolm Dred-King MOVES! SOMEHOW HE MOVED!"

Casey Pierro-Zabatol rolls around on the mat holding his knees in pain. Malcolm Dred-King pushes himself to his feet. He lifts Casey Pierro-Zabatol up, grabs his head and trunks, lifting him up, and bringing him down into a huge DDT.

"LESS THEN ONE MINUTE!"

Malcolm stands tall and looks out to the crowd. He signals for one more pin.

"Malcolm Dred-King covers Casey Pierro-Zabatol. He counts along as the referee hits three. Malcolm Dred-King is in the lead!"

The fans pop extremely loud. King stands up, holding his arms out as the timer continues to decrease.

"Forty Five seconds remaining."

Casey Pierro-Zabatol rolls over and pushes himself up behind Malcolm.

"Wait! Casey Pierro-Zabatol is up. He goes forward, rolls Malcolm Dred-King up, school boy!"

The referee counts as Malcolm Dred-King kicks.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol evens it up with thirty seconds remaining."

As he lets go of Malcolm they both hurry to their feet.

"They rush each other. Malcolm Dred-King ducks a clothesline."

They both turn.

"Boot to the gut by Casey Pierro-Zabatol."

He puts Malcolm's head between his legs, hooks his arms, and leaps.

"PEDIGREE!"

Casey turns Malcolm over and covers him.

"One.. two.. THREE!"

The bell sounds and cameras flash.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol pulls off the last pin needed with seconds to go!"

CPZ rolls out of the ring and tries to catch his breath, waiting for the timer to run down. The camera zooms in on Malcolm Dred-King who just lays there. Behind Casey Pierro-Zabatol runs B.R. Ellis who finally is able to make his way up. The final bell sounds.

"Casey Pierro-Zabatol wins the match, but is now on the recieving end of a barrage of lefts and rights by B.R. Ellis! Ellis doesn't seem too happy to have received the Drop of Death."

He grabs the arm of Casey Pierro-Zabatol and whips him hard into the steel steps. B.R. then runs at Casey and throws his foot up, kicking him in the head.

"B.R. Ellis does not allow Casey Pierro-Zabatol to celebrate."

Ellis rolls into the ring and helps Malcolm Dred-King to his feet as his music takes over.

"Malcolm Dred-King and B.R. Ellis stand in the middle of the ring."

Casey Pierro-Zabatol stands on the outside holding his head in pain. The camera pans in on the massive stair down as the copyright logo comes across the screen and we fade to black.


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