SHOWPrimetime Championship
Shawn FX vs. ?????

Shawn FX, a man many have criticized for being rather lazy in the ring, was able to win the SHOWPrimetime Championship after a month-long tournament that was filled with a ridiculous amount of bye advances and no-shows.

The tournament began at SHOW’s first pay-per-view since the relaunch, SHOCK. On that night, there were three matches in the tournament. During one of which, Shawn FX was able to defeat the SHOWOriginal, Sadistic. That was the last full match any fan of SHOWrestling would see from the SHOWPrimetime tournament until the last semi-final match in which Stevie K. defeated Lunatic via count out.

Since then, Shawn FX went on to .endeavor. and defeated Stevie K. to win the title. Since then, not much has been seen from the champion. However, at the last edition of STATIC, he announced that tonight he would challenge anyone in the entire wrestling world. In fact, he would even give ANYONE the opportunity to win the title that he called a lost cause.

Tonight, he would have to put his money where his mouth is.

Who would answer the call?

“For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.” The words were spoken in darkness.
 
“I have come here to lead a new awakening.” The voice this time whispered.
 
“Prepare for the dawning of a new era!” The capacity crowd erupted into cheers as they recognized a familiar face.
 
“Oh hello there!” Shawn FX said shortly after he stepped out of the darkness as he appeared on the SHOWMe Screen.
 
“Feels So Numb” by Rob Zombie began to play. Shawn FX walked through the entrance curtain wearing his trademark sunglasses with his long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail. He wore a black leather vest, red long wrestling tights, black wrestling boots, and fingerless black gloves.

“And there he is,” Ryan said. “The SHOWPrimetime Champion in the flesh!”

Bill scoffed. “You and I both know the only reason he’s still the champion is because he never gave Stevie K his rematch.”

“If you say so.” Ryan said.

The SHOWPrimetime Championship glimmered with all of the lights in the arena shining down upon it as it dangled from FX’s shoulder. Shawn continued to walk down the aisle with a cocky smirk on his face. He paid no mind to the fans at his sides. However, when he reached ringside, he lifted his arm, waved, and mouthed, “Thank you,” to his adoring public.

Even though, at least half of the audience booed him.

Shawn FX rolled under the bottom rope and stood up to his feet quickly. During that whole ordeal, he still managed to keep the title around his shoulder. However, when he stood up he held the belt in both hands and lifted it above his head. This of course only brought upon more boos.

Shawn lowered the belt and placed it back on his shoulder. He walked towards the side of the ring that the ring announcer had been standing. Shawn snatched the microphone out of the announcer’s hand.

“Well, well, well,” Shawn said. “It’s come to this, has it?” Some more boos could be heard. “There’s absolutely no one in SHOWrestling that’s worthy enough to face me. Last week, as, I would assume, you people know, I opened the floor for ANYONE to come down that aisle and give me a run for my money. As if, right?”

The audience really didn’t appreciate what Shawn was saying. However, he pressed on. “I mean, really. It’s bad when this place can’t even find a true contender for this belt. Who is there? Stevie Who? Hey, when a company can’t even keep Lunatic, you know there’s something wrong.”

More boos were heard.

“Alright, that’s enough.” Ryan called out in his headset.

To Ryan Harms’ dismay, Shawn continued to talk. “Is there anyone back there willing to accept my challenge or what?” Shawn looked down the aisle and rested his arms atop of the ropes.

There was a whole lot of nothing for several moments. Shawn stood up straight and turned to the audience, “I guess not. How about you people? Do any of you morons want to test your luck?” He asked the audience while he pointed at them. “Ha! Right, like I’d ever lower my standards to the common folk of California!” The loudest amount of boos was heard.

Shawn smirked before continuing. “Well, ref, you might as well make it official. Raise my hand, I win this match by forfeit…”

SHOWPrimetime Championship
Shawn FX vs. Malik Roland

“Never Forget Me” by Bone Thugs-N-Harmony began to play bringing the crowd to their feet. This was the familiar theme song of “The Mammoth” Malik Roland.

Oddly enough, Shawn FX beamed with a huge smirk on his face.

“Do you see that? The music is playing, in fact, it can play all night. Malik Roland is NOT going to be here.” Shawn FX ran his fingers through his hair as he continued.

“I had a midget by the name of Mini Malik on his way... but then I thought to myself.... Self... oh sexy self.... why should I waste a dime on a hired side show freak in an effort to entertain your sorry ass, good for nothing, San Diego Charger lovin' people?”

The crowd began to boo Shawn FX in unison. In fact, a Shawn Sucks chant began... well sort of.

“I’ll tell you what I’ll do. The next time SHOW puts together a PPV I'll get a broom stick and I’ll…”

SHOWPrimetime Championship
Shawn FX vs. David Daniel Tyrrell

Shawn FX was interrupted. This time the lights in the arena dimmed. “The Animal I Have Become” by Three Days Grace began to play.

From behind the curtain to everyone's surprise stood David Daniel Tyrrell - DDT ready to do battle in a SHOW ring. Yeah, you read right. Who woulda thunk it?

“What the hell is this?” Shawn FX spat as he demanded an explanation from the commentators table. Both Ryan Harms and Bill Yeager just shrugged their shoulders and shook their heads. Neither one of them had any idea what was going on.

In fact, Ryan Harms said, “I have no idea, Shawn.” Though his target audience probably couldn’t hear a word he had spoken.

Then the bell rang.

FX and DDT appeared to be very evenly matched size wise. After a brief stare down, Shawn took control early with a side headlock. DDT quickly countered by whipping FX off the ropes only to be met by a shoulder block by Shawn. DDT hit the mat hard as Shawn FX pointed to himself inciting the crowd.

“You people shut the hell up!” Shawn FX demanded.

DDT was back to his feet catching Shawn FX on the side of the jaw with a right hand. It was only a glancing blow but it was enough to enable DDT to follow up with a shot to the mid section and a high knee lift to the sternum. Shawn FX tried to push away but ended up in the corner.

The referee demanded DDT to step back. “1! 2!”

DDT reared back and lit up the chest of Shawn FX with a blistering chop. The crowd wooed. DDT did this three more times in succession. FX clutched his chest and screamed in pain. Just as DDT began to believe he had the upper hand, FX thumbed DDT right in the eye, blinding him.

“You want to chop me? You want to chop ME?” Shawn FX shouted. Shawn returned the favor with a number of reverse knife edged chops of his own.

Just after a high back body drop, Shawn became very excited. “Now we go to school!” Shawn yelled just after kicking DDT in the knee cap. DDT’s leg buckled sending him to the canvas. As DDT clutched his knee, Shawn began putting the boots to him again and again.

“This was the surprise? This piece of CRAP?” Shawn FX adjusted his knee pads as he ascended to the top rope.

BOOM!

Just as Shawn FX went for what appeared to be a double ax handle off the top turnbuckle, DDT managed to get to his feet and land a solid blow to Shawn's mid section. The shot somersaulted Shawn, flipping him forward. DDT moved in while FX wisely began to beg off.

“This certainly has been an interesting contest,” Ryan Harms said into his headset.

“No! No! No! Hey! Wait a minute! Wait a minute!” DDT would have none of it as he grabbed Shawn FX by his hair. He rammed his head into the top turnbuckle ten times while those in attendance, watching the match, counted along. After the tenth head slam into the turnbuckle, FX took two steps forward then belly flopped on to the mat.

Now it was time for DDT to go to the top rope.

DDT measured how far his opponent was from him. He balanced himself... waiting... waiting. Just as Shawn FX managed to get to his feet, DDT connected with a missile dropkick that knocked the air out of the chest of the reigning SHOWPrimetime Champion.

A cover was made, as the referee began to count.

ONE!

TWO!

Shawn FX instinctively was able to get the shoulder up. Again, Shawn relied on a thumb to the eye to regain control.

“Now you’re going to see an FX Plex!” Shawn FX hooked not one but both of DDT’s arms in a hammerlock position. With both arms trapped he then dead lifted DDT up and Tiger Bombed him to the mat.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

There was no escape. The referee had no choice but to count to three. Garbage was thrown into the ring as the crowd began to boo... loudly.

“That’s right! I’m still the SHOWPrimetime Champion! All you stupid motherfuckin' marks out there! I beat this nobody in record time! Yeah! Hey Mr. No Show! Hey Mr. FWO! Look at this! See what you could have had? What the hell happened to you Malik Roland?”

Shawn FX held up the SHOWPrimetime belt for all to see again.

“Anyone, anywhere, anytime... that includes you Mammoth Manwich Sammich!” Shawn started to dance. This went on for several grueling minutes, much longer than the match.

As Shawn FX made his way to the back, a fan slapped him on the back. Unbeknownst to Shawn, FX was now wearing a Kick Me sign.

Shawn FX turned around to the crowd and smiled. Fans pointed. Other fans laughed. It was only a matter of time before someone read the sign and kicked Shawn FX square in the ass. One could only hope.

WINNER: Shawn FX, STILL SHOWPrimetime Champion

A Burning Man's Desire
“Tell them to get it done!” Morpheus was talking to an unknown official backstage. He had a stack of papers in his hands. The official rushed off to fulfill his orders. Morpheus turned away and started walking away from the scene as well. The camera followed him.

As the camera man walked backwards, someone was seen leaning against the wall on the right. It was someone to get the crowd to cheer upon the very sight of him. Morpheus didn’t even notice him, his mind was that preoccupied.

However, this man stood up straight and began to applaud his boss. Morpheus stopped dead in his tracks. He closed his eyes and let out a bit of a sigh. The man walked closer to Morpheus, while SHOW’s President of Operations slowly turned back to face him.

This man was none other than the crowd’s hometown hero, Uncensored. The two of them locked eyes. They were face to face with one another. Well, as close as they could be, anyways, given Morpheus’ ever apparent height advantage.

“What do you want, Will?” Morpheus asked.

Uncensored didn’t budge. He didn’t acknowledge Morpheus’ question at first. It took him quite a while to respond.

“What do I want?!” Uncensored shot back rather furiously. “I just want to thank you, Morph.” Uncensored said. He extended his arm, looking for a handshake.

Morpheus didn’t exactly understand, but he returned the gesture by shaking the man’s hand. “What is it that you’re thanking me for, exactly?”

Uncensored smiled before he said, “You made this match with nVc and myself. It’s a match that I will never lose. There’s nothing in the world that would make me walk out of that cage. There’s nothing Nik could do in his wildest dreams that would make me ever back down.” Uncensored scoffed and smirked. “You’ve given me everything I could ever want. That fuckin’ prick is going to get EVERYTHING he has coming to him.”

Morpheus really didn’t know how to respond. “You’re welcome?” Morpheus said. Uncensored nodded and went in for one of those man-hugs. He slapped that back of Morpheus’ back while their hands were still locked.

Uncensored let go and walked off.

Morpheus watched on and let out, “I hope you’re right, Will.”

SHOWorld Championship
Escape to Freedom Match
Uncensored vs. Nik VanCore

This is what it has come to.

This is where everything blows up.

This is how it all goes down.

Add another sentence which ends with a preposition, and you’ll probably have what sums up tonight’s main event. It’s a match in which SHOWrestling would only be crazy enough to broadcast. Unless TNA steals the idea, of course.

Escape to Freedom.

As the cage was lowered to surround the ring, most spectators would expect the typical format for a cage match. The winner is to escape from the steel structure. Add pin falls or submissions if you feel like it. However, this bout was different.

This would be the ultimate act of submission. The combatant who has suffered through enough pain and enough punishment must walk out of the cage through the door. Over the top of the walls is thrown out as there is a ceiling for this particular structure.

To put it in layman’s terms: It is a reverse cage match. Whoever leaves loses the bout.

It’s the ULTIMATE act of submission. It’s running away for safety.

Nik VanCore and Uncensored are definitely a match made in heaven for a contest of this magnitude.

Ever since the rebirth of SHOWrestling, the two have constantly been down each other’s throats. At SHOW’s last pay-per-view telecast, Uncensored was deemed the number one contender for nVc’s SHOWorld Championship after defeating Troy Adams in a grueling outing.

The following edition of STATIC, SHOWrestling’s current President, Morpheus announced that the beatings both Nik VanCore and Uncensored had inflicted on one another since December 31^st of last year would have to come to a halt. In fact, if either of them were to lay a finger on each other, they would be publically fired on the spot.

On top of all of that, the next week, Uncensored and Nik VanCore would have to be allies. They would be taking on the up-and-coming team of Stevie K. and Dagan, whom together and with Chyler Lockhart, make Team No Respect – TNR.

Nik VanCore, and TNR outsmarted everyone. Chyler had been explaining to her boys that Team No Respect was following the orders of a higher up. Nik VanCore was revealed to be that person. He told the world how he was going to be the sole cause of the demise of two entities, SHOWrestling and Uncensored.

Perhaps, he will have his way tonight.

“By the looks of things, Bill,” Ryan said, “we’re just about ready to kick off the main event.”

“I can’t wait to see Uncensored get his face kicked in! Ha ha!” Bill added.

As the cage settles atop of the ring, the some members of the audience opted to use this opportunity to snap pictures of what would ultimately be the silence before the storm.

“The following is the main event of the evening!” The ring announcer called out into the microphone.

It was then that “Kill Fuck Die” by W.A.S.P. blared throughout the P-A system in the San Diego Sports Arena. None of the fans of SHOWrestling had ever heard this music before. It caused quite a stir in the audience for a bit.

That was until their hero of the hour pushed through the curtains. Upon the sight of Uncensored, fans throughout the arena stood to their feet and through their arms in the air for acceptance of the foul mouthed S.O.B.

Uncensored was ready for anything tonight. He walked with a certain power as he went down the ramp to slap the hands of some lucky fans of his hometown crowd.

“Jesus,” Bill said. “Where’d he find this music? Was it on the clearance shelf of some used retail store?”

“Hush you,” Ryan told his partner.

Uncensored stopped as he approached the ringside area. He looked at the steel meshing of the demonic structure that was before him. Uncensored is no stranger to steel cages. A good portion of his career has been spent inside of them. From his time in The Fighting Zone, to his match with Jack Owyns, winning his first nbW World Heavyweight Championship, to even his match against Troy Adams at nbW’s 25-to-Life in a Lockout Match.

Tonight, he was hoping to do something similar. However, he wasn’t planning on doing any escaping tonight.

He walked over to the steel stairs and as he stepped up on each one he slammed his foot down. Uncensored wanted to make sure his presence was known here tonight. He wasn’t going to back down. Especially not to the pee-on that has plagued him his entire life.

Uncensored entered the ring. Unlike most of the matches that Uncensored had participated in which involved steel surrounding the squared circle, this is only the second to feature a ceiling. He wasn’t prepared to lose this match. It would take more than a few stiff shots from the self proclaimed God King to force himself out of the cage.

“Kill Fuck Die” dimmed down. Uncensored was in his designated corner. There was no need for the music to remain blaring.

In its place, “Still Fly” by The Devil Wears Prada roared on the stereo in the building. The fans began to boo the very first note and they never stopped. Uncensored’s home field advantage may need to be taken into account. The response was either caused by that or the fact that Nik VanCore has been acting like a total douche since the relaunch of SHOWrestling.

Whatever the case may be, the audience booed nVc.

They booed him when he pushed his way through the curtains. They booed him when he stopped at the top of the entrance’s ramp. They booed him when he removed the SHOWorld Championship from his waist. They continued to boo him when he held the title above his head. They booed him when he placed the belt on his shoulder. They booed him when he walked down the ramp. They still booed him when he approached the steel steps. In fact, they didn’t stop booing him until he entered the ring.

“This is it, Bill,” Ryan said with excitement.

“Still Fly” faded away. In its place was only the sound of the thrilled fans.

The referee was given the SHOWorld Championship from the man that is the reigning champion. He walked to the center of the ring to try and hold the distance between the champion and challenger. He held the title high above his head, reminding the audience of what this match is all about.

“This is it, Bill,” Ryan said with excitement. “For those two men, it’s everything or nothing. Here’s a couple of stats for you: The SHOWorld Championship has always changed at Escape. In 2002, The Don ended Morpheus’ reign as champion. And yet again, in 2004, Nik VanCore defeated Morpheus for the championship. On the flip side, Uncensored hasn’t defeated Nik VanCore since nbW’s American Midnight in 2005. And before that, Uncensored hadn’t beaten the former Break-Age Superstar since 2003. It all comes down to this.”

Bill didn’t really know what to say. There was a pause before he said, “Thank you for the totally unnecessary encyclopedia entry. All that matters is that your God King is going to walk out of that cage, after Uncensored does, STILL the SHOWorld Champion!”

There was little doubt in anyone’s mind that this would be something unique. The referee was had lowered the title and had even exited the ring. He was working on closing up the cage’s door. When that was completed, it was time to sound the bell.

This was it, for both of these superstars, this was the jewel in the crown.

Surrounded by the chain-linked fencing, both men seemed more reserved than anyone would have anticipated. By the way things have been going over the past few months, anyone would have bet that the combatants would have pummeled each other long before the sounding of the bell.

However, there was still quite a bit of canvas between the both of them. In fact, they both remained in their respective, designated corners. Then, the bell rang. Slowly, they approached one another.

With every step, Uncensored breathed heavier. This is all he could ever want. And now, it’s just a mere few feet away from him. His arms shook. He could smell nVc’s blood. Now, he wanted to see it. The two of them got in each other’s faces. Cockily, VanCore mouthed some words that the cameras were unable to pick up.

Finally, Uncensored struck. He leveled Nik with a right hand that brought him down to the mat instantly. Nik was quick to put some distance between them. He squirmed over to the corner that was parallel to the one he had begun the bout. He felt his jaw and watched as Uncensored stalked him.

Instead of falling victim to another assault, nVc gave the San Diego native a kick to the gut. That only stunned the beast. nVc needed to get out of his current predicament. He pulled himself up and kicked Uncensored another time. Trying to fight back, Nik threw three wild right hands that connected with Uncensored’s jaw.

“I would have to think that nVc wouldn’t want to be exchanging blows with Uncensored,” Ryan said. “Uncensored is mostly known for the brawling game. On top of that, he has the size advantage over the champion.”

“I think Nik knows what he’s doing, Ryan.” Bill told his partner a bit cockily.

After the punches, Uncensored staggered and felt his jaw, much like VanCore had previously. nVc walked out of the corner and gave Uncensored yet another boot to the mid-section. With his opponent bent over, Nik held him in a front face lock. From there, nVc lifted up his leg, driving his knee into Uncensored’s face. He did this several times. It seemed to only stun the foul mouthed S.O.B., if not just completely piss him off. With the last shot, Uncensored grabbed a hold of Nik VanCore’s leg and lifted him off of his feet.

Uncensored charged toward the opposite side of the ring, still clenching on to nVc. The champion’s spine crashed against a support beam in the center of the cage’s wall. Both wrestlers bounced off the wall. Uncensored turned his body around and headed back to the side in which they had started. Again, Nik’s back as well as the back of his head collided with another support beam. Once more, the two of them bounced back from the wall and Uncensored turned his body around. This time, he slammed VanCore down to the canvas with a spinebuster.

The challenger hopped right back up to his feet. Even though the audience was cheering every moment of what had transpired, he paid no mind to them. He went right back to work and applied an elevated Boston crab.

“What an idiot!” Bill shouted wildly. “He can’t win the match like this. Nik VanCore needs to walk out of the cage and close the door. That’s not going to happen like this. Heh.”

“As much as it kills me to say this,” Ryan said. “You’re right, Bill. Uncensored can’t win a match this way. But It can sure hand out a great deal of punishment.”

“What was that, Ryan?” Bill asked.

“I said it’s a great way for Uncensored to deal out punishment.” Ryan answered.

“No, the first thing.” Bill demanded.

“Oh quit it.”

Back in the ring, both men were screaming. Nik VanCore yelled in pain and tried to squirm his way out of the submission. Uncensored shouted, thriving in his fit of rage. With all of his squirming, nVc was able to wrap his arm around Uncensored’s ankle and leg. With all of his strength, Nik turned his upper body around, still holding onto Uncensored’s leg. Uncensored’s grip of the hold had loosened Nik used his heel to kick Uncensored’s chest three times. This was able to break the hold.

Nik VanCore crawled as far away from Uncensored as he could. He was a bit slower to return to his feet having felt the effects of the hold. Uncensored wasn’t about to relent. He was already walking back towards the champion, plotting his next move.

nVc was one step ahead. What seemed to be instantly, VanCore grabbed the back of Uncensored’s head and slammed it into the chain-linked fence. The God King didn’t stop there. He ground the man’s face back and forth in the fencing. When nVc decided enough damage had been inflicted, he did some more. nVc pulled on Uncensored’s hair. He pulled him back and made sure to slam Uncensored down to the mat.

“This is great!” Bill called out with enthusiasm. “Two guys just beating the hell out of each other in a cage until Uncensored walks out of it! Remind me to thank Morpheus.”

“I still think you shouldn’t be so quick to judge them, Bill.” Ryan told his partner.

nVc quickly followed up with a leg drop across Uncensored’s throat. He was slow to get to his feet, but he followed with another. And another. Nik VanCore seemed to be in complete control of the bout. Thus, he took a moment to show boat. He extended his arms out to his sides he puckered up his lips and cocked his head back just enough to show his confidence.

The champion was bent over. He picked Uncensored up just enough to lock him in a sleeper hold. It didn’t seem to faze the Foul Mouthed S.O.B. much at all. Straight away, he stood up. nVc tried to apply more pressure to no avail.

Uncensored was even able to lift Nik VanCore off of his feet. The challenger grabbed the champion’s legs from behind and charged backwards. He didn’t stop until Nik collided with the fencing once more. It wasn’t enough to force the champion to lose his grip, however. Thusly, Uncensored rammed Nik VanCore into the wall of steel two more times.

When Nik VanCore let go of the hold, Uncensored immediately put both of their arms around each other’s neck, thinking vertical suplex. Uncensored lifted his opponent off of the mat once more. Showing a decent amount of strength, the hometown hero turned both of their bodies around so that their backs faced the cage’s wall. Uncensored fell backwards, driving nVc’s back into the steel beam once more.

“A vertical suplex into the cage!” Ryan said with excitement filling his every breath. “I’ve never seen that before in my life!”

“You and me both, Ryan.” Bill said. “nVc has got to get back in control of this thing!”

Uncensored wasted little time before picking up his adversary. Again, Uncensored showed his back to the cage’s wall and hooked his arms under VanCore’s shoulders. Swiftly, he lifted nVc off of the floor while falling backwards, causing the champion to flip his way into the chain linked fencing.

The belly-to-belly suplex left nVc landing rather awkwardly. His head and neck were caught on the top rope. The official on the outside ran over to him as quick as he could. Apparently, everything was fine.

Uncensored stood up. He had the crowd at his fingertips. He nodded in appreciation for them. But he didn’t waste any time. He walked over to the still downed Nik VanCore and put the boots to him.

Several stomps were received. Uncensored held on to the top rope for extra leverage. The stomps landed anywhere and everywhere. This included Nik VanCore’s arm, chest, and even his head.

Uncensored felt the rush of the crowd he threw his arms out, flexing them slightly. He yelled loudly, feeling the energy in the building. This allowed nVc to roll back under the bottom rope and into the ring from the apron that he had been lying beforehand. Uncensored turned around and saw this. He had to think quick.

The challenger quickly walked over to the corner that was closest to nVc’s prone body. He ascended to the top rope and held on to the cage to help maintain his balance since he had to remain bent forwards due to the ceiling of the cage. He waited for nVc to return to his feet. That did, eventually happen. And when it did, Uncensored flew through the air.

He was spun his body in somewhat of a seated position. A super spinning wheel kick connected, and it didn’t stop there. On the way down to the canvas, the opposite leg landed across nVc’s throat performing a leg drop.

“What an incredible amount of athletic ability!” Ryan called out yet again. “These two are pulling out all of the stops here tonight! Can you believe this, Bill?!”

“Shut up Ryan,” Bill said angrily. “Just shut your mouth! nVc can’t lose the title, not like this! Not to him!”

Again, the crowd exploded wildly. The maneuver had taken a decent amount out of Uncensored as well. He was slow to return to his feet. He was still a giant step ahead of Nik VanCore. The champion was only able to turn over onto his stomach. He tried to push himself off of the canvas, but not even that could be fulfilled.

Uncensored dragged nVc over to the cage’s door. Uncensored fell to the mat, but that was only so he could get right in Nik’s face. Uncensored screamed, “Get the fuck out! I’m going to kill you in here, Nik. You’ve never been in here with me before. You’re fucking dead unless you walk out now!”

nVc smiled. He spat in Uncensored’s face.

Uncensored stood up and wiped the spit off of his cheek. He grabbed a handful of Nik VanCore’s hair and pulled him up to his feet. nVc was still pretty much the equivalent of a rag doll. Uncensored bent him over and underhooked Nik’s left arm with his right. Uncensored laid his leg on the back of nVc’s head before dropping both of their bodies to the mat yet again. VanCore’s face, of course, being driven into the canvas.

“DAMN IT, RYAN!” Bill shouted. “DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!”

“I haven’t seen Uncensored use that move since SHOWrestling first began in 2001!” Ryan told the fans watching at home. “He calls that the Censored Material!”

With their arms still hooked together, Uncensored rolled nVc onto his back.

Yet again, Uncensored got right in nVc’s face and told him. “You’re going to get out of this fuckin’ cage. You know you can’t beat me, Nik. Not in here.” In his semi-conscious state, nVc cracked a half-hearted smile. With whatever energy he could muster, Nik VanCore slapped Uncensored across the face.

Uncensored stood up. He was furious. He snapped. He mounted on top of nVc and drove his fist into the champion’s face over and over and over again. He didn’t stop. Not even when he felt and saw Nik’s blood on his hand. Blood seemed to gush out from nVc’s nose.

The challenger’s teeth were ground together. He was in such a rage. He didn’t want to stop, but he knew that if he didn’t, Nik would never escape the cage on his own accord.

There was a disturbance outside of the cage. Apparently, a fan had hopped over the rail. He held up a sign that read, “I BROUGHT MY SMILE!” The two referees on the outside rushed over to the scene as well, but this fan punched both of them down. He dropped the sign and walked towards the cage’s door.

The scene had caught the attention of Uncensored, who was still the only person standing in the ring. The fan entered the cage even before security could get to ringside. Uncensored looked at this man in almost disbelief.

“We must remind you, fans, this is never a good idea.” Ryan said.

“To hell with that!” Bill said. “I have no problem if he wants to try to help out nVc!”

“C’mon now, Bill!” Ryan said a bit angrily. “This is serious business right now. No fan should ever even attempt to step foot into the ring like this!”

It was almost as if Uncensored knew who this man with a painted face was. He didn’t want to move and the cameras tried their best to keep him off. nVc rolled out of the way for security to storm the ring and tackle the fan down to the mat. In fact the match had to be put on hold as the cage was lifted to try and eject the fan from the ring.

Uncensored visibly scoffed when security was able to escort the man out of the ring. He kept his eye on the situation as the fan and the security headed up the aisle.

“You yell at me, but the security is giving this guy a free backstage pass! Ha ha!” Bill said a bit sarcastically.

Uncensored turned around, trying to get his mind back in the match. Even though, he still looked as if he had seen a ghost. When Uncensored turned around, nVc’s arm was wrapped around his throat.

QUO VADIS CLASSIC!

Uncensored’s face was driven into the canvas after Nik VanCore pulled of his trademark finishing maneuver. Both men were down and out. It was almost as if that were a last-ditch effort on the part of the champion.

The cage was completely lowered once again. EMT’s were escorting the two officials to the backstage while two new referees took their place. Still, a whole lot of nothingness was happening in the ring. Uncensored started to stir. Shortly afterwards, nVc did as well.

“Both men are down, and they could be out, Bill!” Ryan said. “What happens then?”

Bill took a quick moment before responding with, “You should know better than I would!”

Uncensored sat up Nik rolled over to the ropes to try to use them to pull himself up. He was in a much worse of a situation than Uncensored, quite frankly. Uncensored rose to a knee and used the ropes to pull himself back to his feet as well.

Uncensored looked over at nVc, who was finally in a seated position. Uncensored needed to get back in the driver’s seat. He climbed the top ropes yet again. However, nVc was on the opposite side of the ring. There was no way Uncensored would ever be able to reach the champion at that distance.

The hometown hero waited for nVc to stand up. When that happened, Uncensored grabbed onto the cage’s ceiling and began to monkey his way closer to Nik VanCore. By this time, The God King had turned around. He started to walk closer to Uncensored, who was still dangling from the cage’s ceiling.

As soon as he could, Uncensored wrapped his legs around Nik’s neck and let go of the ceiling. He fell backwards and spun his body, performing a uniquely executed huracanrana. The crowd jumped to their feet for their hero once more.

“I know I’ve said this a lot tonight,” Ryan said. “But I have NEVER seen that, EVER in my life! Even you have to appreciate that, Bill!” There was no answer from his partner, however.

Again, both men were down and out.

THIS IS AWE-SOME!

THIS IS AWE-SOME!

THIS IS AWE-SOME!

The familiar chant was heard as both wrestlers stayed motionless on the mat. Some members of the audience looked down the aisle. This seemed to snowball throughout the crowd. Everyone wanted to see what the commotion was all about.

Finally, the cameras caught a glimpse of it as well. Team No Respect: Stevie K, Dagan, and Chyler were on their way to the ring. They heard a chorus of boos. Dagan and Stevie both walked into the cage. They grabbed Uncensored by the wrist and pulled him over to the wall in which nVc had been suplexed in twice.

Stevie reached into his pocket and pulled out handcuffs. Stevie held on to Uncensored’s wrist and locked it in a cuff. The other he locked around a part of the chain linked fence.

“DAMN IT, BILL!” Ryan shouted. “DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!”

“HA HA!” Bill laughed. “This is great!”

During the handcuffing debacle, Dagan was helping his leader to his feet. The two shared a bit of a hug. nVc patted Dagan on the back before walking over to the helpless Uncensored, who was starting to regain consciousness. nVc barked some orders to his crew. Stevie left the ring. Stevie didn’t go too far, however. Dagan held Uncensored’s free arm.

Stevie grabbed a chair and brought it back into the ring.

Nik VanCore was squeezing Uncensored’s cheeks and jaw. nVc looked Uncensored in the eyes and said. “You’re leaving this damn cage one way or another!” Nik slapped Uncensored across the face, reminiscent of what happened earlier.

Stevie dropped the chair in the ring. nVc pointed at his partner and yelled some more orders for him. Stevie didn’t seem to like it all that much. The orders part of what was transpiring in the ring anyways. Either way, with Dagan still holding up the challenge, Stevie gave Uncensored a taste of his own medicine. Uncensored was superkicked to dead weight.

It took all of Dagan’s strength to keep Uncensored from falling to the mat. Nik barked some more orders at Stevie. Stevie reluctantly nodded his head before leaving the ring and running back up the aisle.

nVc looked at Chyler and barked some orders at her before he set his eyes on the chair. The champion walked over to the steel piece of furniture and picked it up. He headed back towards his opponent and smacked him upside the head with the chair.

“Damn it, Bill! How can you enjoy this?! This is sick!” Ryan said.

“Uncensored has needed to be taught a lesson for the longest time, Ryan. He’s finally getting it tonight, ha ha!” Bill answered.

Chyler entered the ring. She walked over to nVc and handed him a microphone.

Nik VanCore was breathing heavily. “This is your hero?!” He screamed at the fans. “HIM?! Don’t you remember?! This guy doesn’t give a DAMN about any of you! I’m Your God King! I’m the one that deserves your praises! I’m the one who’s going to show you the light!”

nVc had to catch his breath and wipe away the blood. He turned back to Uncensored and spoke into the mic once more. “You’re pathetic, Will!” Nik shook his head. “You’re just another Tragic City Tragedy!” Nik looked up the aisle, “RAISE IT, STEVIE!”

The cage was being lifted with Uncensored still handcuffed to it by one arm. The foul mouthed S.O.B. was still unconscious after the chair shot. His entire body arose from the ashes with the cage being lifted. Once his feet had left the canvas and he was hanging there from his one arm he started to scream in agony.

The cage stopped when the soles of Uncensored’s boots were at least two feet off of the mat. Uncensored wiggled from this dangling state but there was nothing he could do.

Nik VanCore brought the microphone to his lips once more. He looked out over at the audience and said, “Here he is, San Diego!” It was nearly hard to hear him over the chorus of boos. “Your martyr of the hour. Your hero!” He looked up at Uncensored. “You know what you have to do, Will. We’ll let you go as soon as you agree to walk out of this ring.”

All Uncensored could do was scream in pure pain. The crowd started to throw trash into the ring. They didn’t like anything that was going on in the squared circle.

After a few more moments, the cage was brought back down. Uncensored gasped and moaned in relief as his feet hit the mat. Dagan grabbed Uncensored’s legs to restrain him. nVc walked over to the challenger, “What do you say, Will? Are you gonna walk out of this cage?”

Nik put the microphone to Uncensored’s mouth. “Never, you piece of shit!” Uncensored sprayed into the mic. Nik beat the microphone against Uncensored’s skull sever times. Dagan began stomping his mid-section. It was a mugging, pure and simple.

And again, Uncensored fell out into an unconscious state.

“This is beyond any sense of reason, Bill!” Ryan added.

Nik VanCore looked back up the aisle. He spoke into the microphone yet again, “Stevie, you know what to do.” nVc dropped the mic and told Dagan something again. Once more, Dagan held Uncensored’s dead weight by his free arm. Nik VanCore grabbed the steel chair once again. He drove the chair into Uncensored skull not once. But twice.

Stevie was on his way back to the ring. He was accompanied by Jessica Styles. That is if you could call having your arms wrapped around her waist and carrying her to the ring, “accompanying.”

nVc nodded his head and smiled an evil smile when he saw Jessica in Stevie’s arms. Stevie carried her into the ring. Chyler closed the door behind them.

Uncensored had blood dripping down from his forehead at this point. nVc kneeled in front of Jessica. He shouted, “You watch this, bitch!” Stevie held her head and pointed it at her fiancé. Once again, Nik drove the chair into Uncensored’s head. It was the hardest and loudest chair shot of them all. The chair was wrapped around Uncensored’s neck.

Chyler Lockhart entered the ring. She gave Nik VanCore the SHOWorld Championship. Nik grabbed the microphone yet again. The champion put the title around his shoulder. He walked over to Uncensored and slapped him yet again.

“You see this belt, Will?” Nik said into the mic. “This is the symbol of something that you will NEVER achieve! I am EVERYTHING that you will NEVER be. You can take my woman. You can steal my fans. But you will NEVER outsmart me enough to take this championship away from me!”

Uncensored’s eyes were opened. Nik VanCore backed away. He dropped the belt and the title. nVc walked over towards Jessica Styles once more and pulled her up to her feet by her hair. Right in front of Uncensored, Nik VanCore licked Jessica’s cheek and gave her a kiss.

She tried to get away, but nVc held onto her tight and yelled at his TNR team mates. Stevie grabbed the microphone and put it to nVc’s mouth. “I’ll hurt her, Will. You know FUCKING WELL, that I’ll hurt her. All you have to do is leave the cage. Get out of here, Will!”

Uncensored was nearly in tears. But he nodded his head slowly. After the nodding, Uncensored’s head was held low.

nVc handed Jessica off to Dagan. Stevie walked over to Uncensored and grabbed a key out from his pocket. He uncuffed Uncensored, whose body flopped onto the mat. Dagan walked out of the ring with Jessica still in his arms. He forced her to watch as her husband was going to leave the cage.

Uncensored looked up at Nik VanCore. He his face was painted in not only blood but a look of hatred.

Of disgust.

Of repulsion.

Of anger.

Take your pick.

Uncensored started to crawl towards the cage’s door. Stevie kicked him in the mid-section. “NOOO!” Jessica yelled out in concern. “Get out of there, Will!” Uncensored manned up. He continued to crawl towards the exit. Nik stomped on Uncensored’s calf muscle. “Damn it, Nik! Stop it!” Uncensored was in agony. But he crawled through the pain. He was just a mere foot away from the cage when both Stevie and nVc kicked his upper body again.

Uncensored fell to the canvas from the short distance. He looked over at his wife and pushed himself up. The door was still open from when Dagan and Jessica had exited the ring. Uncensored crawled through it, only to have both of his calved stomped on. The hometown hero slid down the steps and both of his feet hit the floor.

The bell rang. Dagan let go Jessica Styles and went back into the ring to celebrate with TNR.

Jessica dropped to her fiancé and clutched on to his head, rocking back and forth, sobbing. The cage was being raised for the third time tonight as the ring announce told the audience that Nik VanCore was still the SHOWorld Champion.

WINNER: Nik VanCore, STILL SHOWorld Champion

CREDITS:
Escape to Freedom! - Ryan
Shawn FX vs. ????? - Ryan
Shawn FX vs. Malik Roland - Tyrrell
Shawn FX vs. David Daniel Tyrrell - Tyrrell
A Burning Man's Desire - Ryan
What's Going On? - Ryan
Troy Adams vs. Sadistic - Ryan
Some Escaping of Yer Own - Ryan
On the Way to the Ring... - Ryan
Uncensored vs. Nik VanCore - Ryan