UCA: Universal Character Association

by ForceWalker

From all over the universe, from comic books, video games, anime, cartoons, and more, fiction's greatest characters come together in one epic wrestling promotion to prove themselves better, to become champions, and to become the best. This is Universal Character Association, where the best of the best come to play!

1. Monday Night Flame Week 1 Part 1

Universal Character Association: Week 1

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UCA World Heavyweight Champion: Mario

UCA Intercontinental Champion: Jason Krueger

UCA Tag Team Champions: Mario and Luigi

UCA Cruiserweight Champion: Toad

UCA Hardcore Champion: Senji Kiyomasa

UCA Women's Championship: Lightning

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(Trapt by Headstrong plays over the loudspeakers)

Gold, red, blue, and green pyro explodes all around the stage in an exciting manner for several seconds before giving off one final blast of multicolored pyro, the arena practically exploding in cheers at the end of the pyro display. Fans held up varied and colorful signs all around the arena such as "UCW Forever!" and "Road to WrestleMania!" as they roared with all their might. The camera suddenly panned out to the announce table beside the ring, where there were two armored people sitting there, one a light blue, the other a colorful red.

"Guys and gals, welcome to Monday Night Flame, live from the famous arena Madison Square Garden! I'm Church, your Blue commentator, always ready with the sarcastic line needed!" The light blue armored man said.

"And I'm Sarge, the obviously better Red commentator of the two of us!" The man in red armor spoke. "I mean, after all he's a dirty Blue! And Blues tend to suck! And Blue, what a night it was last night!"

"It sure was, Sarge." Church replied, deciding to ignore those jabs at him. "Last night at Ragnarok, we saw a night of action we will never forget! I mean, seriously, I didn't think it could get any better than what we just saw! And seeing as how we're from the Garden tonight, there's no telling what's going to happen!"

("Holy Diver" by Killswitch Engage)

The cheers immediately and suddenly deteriorated into thunderous and explosive boos as the music played over the loudspeakers. As soon as the lyrics began to be sung, Super Mario came out onto the stage, holding the UCA World Heavyweight Championship across his shoulder and his Tag Team Title around his waist, and was soon flanked by the rest of the Mushroom Kingdom: Luigi, Toad, Peach, and Daisy. They walked down the rampway and entered the ring, the champions showing off their while Peach and Daisy simply flaunted themselves to the crowd.

"Oh crap, not these assholes…" Church groaned.

"Yes, of course it's them, you stupid Blue!" Sarge cheered. "Who else could it be? We're being graced by the presence of the Mushroom Kingdom, and they had a one rodeo of a night last night! Toad retained his Cruiserweight Title against the rookie Tidus, Peach became the new No. 1 Contender's to the Women's Title, and Mario once again retained his World Title against Tails and Knuckles! The team led by the man in red proved that they are indeed better than the dirtbags!"

"Are you kidding me?!" Church shouted. "They practically had to cheat in every one of those matches to win! Hell, it took the whole Mushroom Kingdom to help Mario retain the title! How the hell does that make these assholes better than anyone?!"

"It makes them better because they are led by a man who iconically wears red!" Sarge retorted. "And as we all know, the Reds are better than everyone, especially the Blues! Go Mario, know that I'm your biggest fan ever!" Church just groaned at his partner's idiocy.

Mario grabbed a microphone from one of the TV crew and stood in the middle of the ring, but when he brought the microphone to his lips, the crowd chanted "You Suck!" repeatedly at the gaming icon. Mario just glared at the fans before speaking into the mic.

"You can say that I suck all you want, but that won't change a fact that I don't give a damn!" Mario said, inciting even louder boos. "And if I suck…" He suddenly looked at the World Title. "Then why am I still the World Heavyweight Champion? "

"You're still World Champion because your damn lackies did the work for you, you dick!" Church shouted as the crowd chanted "You Still Suck!"

"Last night, at Ragnarok, Knuckles and Tails made the same mistake everybody else before them did, and that was try to take away what's rightfully mine, the World Heavyweight Championship! Nearly two years ago, I was brought back into this company for one reason: to put this company on the map! And that's exactly what I've done! I've made UCA bigger than it ever was before! Without me, especially as its World Champion, UCA would still be in the damn gutter!"

"You know it's true!" Sarge agreed. "This company was built by this man! If it weren't for him, UCA would be swimming with the sharks, being violently, horrifically, and gruesomely torn to pieces as if though it were simple, little cupcakes and buried next to where Grif's grave will be."

"Oh please, this guy is just talking out of his ass right now." Church replied.

The boos were now merciless as Mario continued his speech. "11 months ago, I won this World Title, and for 11 months, I've remained World Champion! Every so-called challenger, every unworthy foe that came my way, I squashed and put back in their place! From Link, to Ben, to Fox, to Sonic, and now Knuckles and Tails, I reminded them they are nothing before me! I showed they are unworthy of being in the main event! I am Super Mario, the greatest gaming icon in history, the greatest wrestler in the history of Fanfiction Wrestling! No one but me deserves to be the World Heavyweight Champion, so you all better learn to respect it! The others of the Mushroom Kingdom know that, and that's why they are winners like me! That's why Luigi and I are the Tag Team Champions!" Luigi smirks as he raises his title in a sea of boos. "It's why Toad is the Cruiserweight Champion!" Toad pats the title around his waist arrogantly. "It's why the lovely Peach is the No. 1 Contender to the Women's Title!" Peach smirked and arrogantly blew a kiss to the crowd. "It's why we have dominated UCA, it's why we will soon capture all the other titles in UCW, and it's why I will continue to remain World Champion!"

The crowd started to get real pissed as the boos reached absolutely vicious levels. "Boo if you want, but you know it's the damn truth!" Mario shouted. "I am Super Mario, I made this company, and I cannot be matched! My resume in CWF, Animated, XCW, UWE, and here in UCA shows this to be the truth more than anything! I am Super Mario, and I AM A WRESTLING…"

HERE COMES THE BOOM!

("Boom" by P.O.D)

Mario immediately snapped his head towards the rampway as the music played across the arena. The fans suddenly cheered wildly and loudly as a dark red fox with brown hair suddenly appeared onstage with a microphone, a big ol' smile on his face as he looked out towards the crowd, the members of the Mushroom Kingdom pissed off at his appearance.

"Oh boy, it's the owner of UCA himself, Force the Fox!" Church said. "And for once, I'm happy he's here since he finally shut Mario the Jerk up!"

"What is wrong with our illustrious owner?!" Sarge exclaimed. "He may be a proud wearer of red, and that's points in my books, but he shouldn't be interrupting the great Mario's speech! It's Mario's celebration, and it was just getting to the good part!"

"Hey, I may not get along with Force all that well, but he's the boss, so he can do whatever he wants!" Church retorted. "And it seems to me that Mario's mouth has landed him in one hell of a deep shit hole!"

"What's up, Madison Square Garden!" Force shouted; the crowd cheered loudly. "Man, you sure are loud tonight! And that is definitely good, because that means you are all ready for what is sure to be one hell of a night!"

"Hold on just a damn minute!" Mario screamed angrily, grabbing Force's attention. "What do you think you're doing?! This is my moment, my time, how dare you try to ruin it! Who do you think you are?!"

"Um, I think I'm your boss." Force smirked nonchalantly.

"So what, you still shouldn't be taking my spotlight!" Mario continued, clutching his World Title tightly. "This isn't about you, it's about me and the Mushroom Kingdom! I've been World Champion for nearly a year, I proved myself better than all the worthless challengers, I put this damn company on the map! I am UCA! So show some respect!

"Wow, Mario sure is one hell of a dumbass saying this to the guy who signs your checks." Church stated.

"But dammit, if it ain't the truth!" Sarge said.

"Heh, you made UCA?" Force chuckled. "I think it's the other way around, Mario. See, when I signed you, you were doing absolutely nothing! You weren't some face of a company, you weren't a World Champion, you weren't the talk of everybody, you were simply a legend who was becoming a has-been. If it weren't for me and UCA, you would be still be irrelevant!"

Mario was seething with anger at those statements. "Is that so? Then why did you bring me in to get UCA noticed if that was the case? Why was UCA talked about more than ever if that was the case? Face it, UCA would not be where it is today without me!"

"Wrong again, Mario." Force replied, pacing back and forth on the stage. "True, I brought you back in to help get UCA more exposure, but the truth is we were already riding a wave of momentum to being among the top fiction wrestling companies, and you just happened to be the guy to help make that final push. But make no mistake, I could have found someone else to make the push. So, like it or not, with or without you, this company would've still made it big. This may come as a shock as to you, but let's face it, UCA, doesn't revolve around you!"

"How dare you speak that way to my brother!" Luigi barked, now having a microphone in his hand. "How dare you disrespect him like this! My brother is the face of this company, he's the longest reigning World Champion in UCA history! He's one half of the Tag Team Champions! He's defeated everybody in his way and proved himself superior!"

"If by superior, you mean weaseling his way out with the title all the time, then yes, he is superior!" Force joked; the crowd laughed as Mario continued to seethe. "But you know, it's funny you mention championships, because that's actually one of the reasons why I'm out here. See, this is Madison Square Garden, the most famous arena in the world, and so it's obvious that tonight has got to be something befitting such a setting!"

"And I've got just the idea! Tonight, on Monday Night Flame, will be Title Night! Throughout our program, three titles will be defended in that very ring tonight!"

"Woah, is he serious?!" Church asked surprised. "Three title matches on free television!"

"Of course, he's serious, numbnuts!" Sarge answered. "The boss never jokes about stuff like this! So stop being an idiot, though that won't do much since you're a Blue!"

"Tonight, we will have Senji Kiyomasa defend his Hardcore Title in a Fatal 4-Way Elimination Match under Hardcore Rules! And then after that, the Intercontinental Champion, Jason Krueger will defend his title against none other than "Captain Classic" himself, Fox McCloud! And last but not at least, there's our illustrious World Champion, Mario…"

"Hold on, one moment dammit, don't tell me I will be defending my World Title tonight!" Mario shouted indignantly. "I just defended my World Title last night, I shouldn't have to defend it again less than a day after, especially on freakin' live TV in front of such a worthless crowd!"

"Man, I've seen a lot of arrogant people, but Mario definitely puts the term "arrogant dickwad" to a whole new level." Church stated.

Force just shook his head at Mario's word as the crowd once again booed voraciously. "Mario, you should've left me finished. Now you won't be defending the World Title tonight…" The crowd booed even louder as Mario just smirked. "…but while we're on that particular subject, you should definitely know that you will be defending the World Title at Royal Reckoning, you can guarantee that!" The crowd slightly cheered at the announcement. "As for who your challenger is, well…I will reveal who that is before the end of the night."

"So what?" Mario scoffed. "Doesn't matter who because I will do what I always do, win and retain my title!"

"Yeah, sure you will." Force said unconvinced. "But back to what I was going to say before I was rudely interrupted by you. You see, Mario, you and Luigi have been Tag Champs for a while now, but you haven't defended them in some time, and a large part of that has to do with your duties as World Champion overtaking the Tag Titles. Well, I think it's time to rectify that! So Mario, tonight, you and Luigi will defend the Tag Team Titles!"

"Woah, that is huge!" Church said. "I bet you 10 bucks Mario did not see that coming!"

The crowd cheered loudly as Mario scoffed, Luigi smirking beside him. "Is that so? Well fine, I will live with that! Me and Luigi will just beat whoever we face, because that's we do, we win! So tell us who our challengers are, it won't make a difference who they are!"

"Is that so? Well then, oh, you are going to love this." Force smirked devilishly. "Your challengers…you know them both pretty well, Mario Bros.! In fact, not too long ago you found yourself in a war with them! Heh, Mario, Luigi, you're defending the Tag Team Titles against the two men you screwed last night, Tails and Knuckles!"

Mario's eyes widened to the fullest as Luigi took a step back, the crowd erupting into massive cheers. "You can't do this!" Mario screamed angrily. "You can't do this to me! I'm the face of UCA, I'm the WorId Heavyweight Champion! I already beat those losers! This isn't fair, I tell you, this isn't fair!"

"Well too bad, but I'm the boss, and that's my final word." Force smirked. "Now I suggest you go get ready for your match if you want to retain your titles. Good luck champs, you're going to need it."

("Boom" by P.O.D)

Force walked off the stage to the backstage area with a satisfied smirk on his face, the crowd getting more and more excited by the second. Mario and the Mushroom Kingdom were left seething in the ring at the new developments, but they managed to keep their cool and walk away from the ring area.

"Man, what announcements right there, even I'm impressed!" Church said. "Three title matches tonight in the Garden, including the Mario Bros. defending against Tails and Knuckles! You can bet those two anthros are looking for retribution after what happened last night!"

"Dammit, this can't be happening!" Sarge cried. "What kind of world is it when a red treats a fellow red so harshly and unfairly? Why couldn't have Force have done that to Grif instead? Dammit, Mario doesn't deserve this at all!"

"Well, it's happening, so the asshole better get over himself." Church said. "Though I am wondering who will challenge Mario for the World Title at Royal Reckoning. But for now, we still have tonight to get through, and I have a feeling it's going to be a wild night!"

("All I Want" by Day to Remember)

The crowd cheered as the music played, and Tidus came out onto the stage, his sword Fraternity in his hand. Jumping in short, excited bursts, he threw his sword up into the air before running a bit, jumping in a circular motion before catching the sword mid-air, landing on the rampway as blue and gold pyro shot out from the stage. Tidus then ran down to the ring and slid into throwing his sword once again into the air before catching it and landing in a pose.

"Ladies and genetlemen, the following is your opening contest for the evening, and it is a Triple Threat Match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from the City of Zanarkand, weighing in at 215 lbs., Tidus!"

"Looks like for our opening contest we're showcasing the Cruiserweight Division!" Church said. "And it seems like we're going to see the rookie Tidus in action. The "Iceman" is one of our most promising up-and-coming talents, and damn if he didn't come close to winning the Cruiserweight Title."

"But he didn't win!" Sarge said. "And that makes him a big, fat loser! He couldn't handle the great Toad, and got his ass handed to him on the most humiliating Grif platter, and is now as big a loser as you Blues!"

"Oh please Sarge, Tidus nearly had that match and title won!" Church replied. "The only reason he lost was because Toad hit a freakin' low blow when the ref wasn't looking! That sure shows superiority on Toad's part! But a win here for Tidus may be what he needs to get another shot for the title."

("Digital (Did You Tell?)" by Stone Sour)

Louder cheers rang throughout the crowd as Ratchet came through the curtain and onto the stage, holding a blue cloth all over his body. He stood at the center stage, crouching down as he looked out at the crowd for a few seconds before swiftly standing up, throwing the cloth off and raising his arms in the air, pyro going off beside him. He walked down the ramp with a confident stride and got into the ring, holding his fist in the air.

"Introducing next, from Veldin, representing the Sony Saints, weighing 205 lbs., "The Blueprint" Ratchet!"

"Ah fudge buckets, it's a Sony Saint!" Sarge exclaimed. "I hate those overrated, smug, Blue-loving bastards!"

"Well tough luck Sarge. Ratchet is without a doubt one of the top midcarders here in UCA." Church said. "4-time Cruiserweight Champion, 2-time Hardcore Champion, former Intercontinental Champion, and a former Tag Team Champion with Jak. That is one pretty impressive resume if you ask me. But he hasn't been doing all that much for a while, but a win here could put him back on the fast track."

("Hero" by Nickelback)

A mixed reaction comes from the crowd as the lights in the area darkened, and after a few seconds, Robin was seen running through the crowd in the stands at a fast pace. He jumped over the barricade and quickly slid into the ring, kneeling on one knee as he looked out the crowd for a moment before going to the turnbuckle and climbing it, raising his fists in the air.

"Introducing next, from Gotham City, weighing in at 195 lbs. , Robin!"

"Well, Robin isn't exactly in the best of his times right now…" Church said.

"If you aren't going to say it Blue, I'll say it!" Sarge said. "Robin sucks! Plain out sucks! Sucks almost as much as Grif, and that's saying something! He has ever since he got here! All he has in UCA is one Cruiserweight Title! He hasn't won a match in a year! Hell, even some of the fans here are smart enough to boo this guy because he sucks so much!"

"I will admit that some of the fan's sympathy for this guy is running out, and I don't think I can blame them." Church said. "A year-long losing streak doesn't really help your image here. A win here could change things, but I gotta agree with Sarge for once and say this guy is going to get his ass kicked here."

The three each stood in their respective corners as the ref ringed the bell, signaling the match to begin. Robin immediately ran at Tidus with his arm brought back for a punch, but Tidus bent forward oncehe reached him and flipped Robin over the top rope, causing "The Fallen Hero" to crash down to the floor.

"Told ya, sucks just as badly as Grif does." Sarge said.

Ratchet came into the fray and looked to hit a right, but Tidus blocked it and began laying several punches to the Lombax's face before backing him up into the ropes and trying to Irish whip him, but Ratchet reversed and whipped him to the opposite rope. Tidus bounced off them, and Ratchet shot down to the ground, and Tidus leapt over him bouncing off the ropes again, with Ratchet this time leapfrogging over the incoming Tidus. However, Tidus stopped behind Ratchet, and when the Lombax turned around, Tidus nailed a hard enziguri to the side of the head.

"Damn, you could hear the one in the cheap seats!" Sarge said.

"Any harder than that and Ratchet may have ended up like Caboose." Church said.

Ratchet fell down to the ground and Tidus quickly covered him.

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2….

Kick out!

Tidus grabbed Ratchet and began to pick him up, but "The Blueprint" fired back with several shots to the gut, forcing Tidus to let go of him. Ratchet grabbed Tidus and went for a suplex, but Tidus managed to use his momentum to flip out of it and land behind Ratchet. He grabbed him in a waist and pushed him into the ropes, bouncing off them and rolling up Ratchet into a pin. 1…2…Ratchet suddenly flips Tidus and gets him into a pinning predicament. 1...2...Tidus kicks and both scramble to their feet, with Tidus rushing at Ratchet, but Ratchet suddenly caught him and hit a Sit-Out Jawbreaker.

"And Ratchet hits his patented Sit-Out Jawbreaker out of nowhere." Church said.

Tidus is knocked down to the ground and Ratchet covers him.

1...

2...

Tidus kicks out!

"The rookie kicks out just in time!" Sarge said. "How embarrassing would that have been if he lost right there? Very!"

Ratchet stood up and grabbed Tidus but Robin came in and hit a Discus Clothesline out of nowhere on Ratchet, dropping him and inciting boos from the crowd. Robin proceeded to lay down vicious punches on the downed Ratchet before going to Tidus, picking him and whipping him into the corner. Robin came in and hit a Stinger Splash on Tidus in the corner, stunning Tidus as Robin turned his back to him before hitting a Jumping Twisting Enziguri to Tidus's skull, a large SMACK being heard.

"Damn, and I thought the enziguri from earlier was hard!" Church said.

Tidus fell down to the ground face-first and Robin turned him over for a pin.

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2...

Tidus gets the shoulder up.

"Nobody was surprised by that kickout." Sarge said.

Robin got up to his feet, but when he did Ratchet snuck up behind him and rolled him into a school boy pin! 1...2...Robin kicks out! Robin got up and went for a Spinning Backhand, but Ratchet ducked, went towards the ropes and leapt at the middle ropes, bouncing off them and hitting Robin with a Springboard Crossbody and pinned him. 1...2...Kick out! Ratchet picked up Robin and lifted him up for a suplex, but Tidus had climbed onto the top turnbuckle, and once Ratchet turned towards him, Tidus leapt off and hit the upside down Robin with a crossbody, knocking him out of Ratchet's grasping and crashed down to the ground, incing big time cheers from the ground.

"Wow, I can't remember the last time I saw something like that!" Sarge said. "Now if only Grif were in Robin's place that time."

Tidus has Robin pinned!

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2...

Ratchet comes and breaks up the pin.

"Ratchet says 'Not today, my little friend.'" Church said.

Ratchet and Tidus got up and began trading punches in the middle of the ring, until Tidus got the better of the exchange and tried to whip Ratchet into the ropes, but was reversed. Robin grogilly got back to his feet behind Ratchet as Tidus bounced off the ropes, and when Tidus reached Ratchet, the Lombax used the momentum to throw Tidus over him, and the rookie landed on the shoulders of Robin and hit a Hurricarana on "The Fallen Hero"!

"Woah, that was just sick right there!" Church exclaimed. "Amazing athleticism!"

Robin arched his back in pain as Tidus got back to his feet and ducked a clothesline, maneuvering himself behind Ratchet and grabbing him, hitting an Olympic Slam, followed by a pin! 1...2...Kick out! Tidus picked up Ratchet, but the Lombax suddenly hit another Sit-Out Jawbreaker from out of nowhere, stunning Tidus. Ratchet then maneuver himself behind Tidus and hit him with a Ratchet-Plex (Regal-Plex)! The cover!

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Kick out!

"Damn, that was pretty close!" Church exclaimed.

"Yeah, Tidus was one second away from boarding the train to loserville!" Sarge said.

Ratchet picked up Tidus and put him into the powerbomb position, the crowd going crazy as he hooked both of Tidus' arms as well. Just as he was about to hit the Turbo Velocity (Tigerbomb), Robin once again came out of nowhere and hit a Spinning Backhand, knocking away Ratchet and releasing Tidus, garnering more boos. Robin began to unload punch after punch on Ratchet until the Lombax blocked and began hitting his own punches before whipping Robin into a corner. Ratchet then went for a Stinger Splash, but Robin moved out of the way causing Ratchet to hit the turnbuckle. Ratchet held his chest in pain and when he turned around, Robin kicked him the gut and put him into the suplex position, inciting a mixed reaction.

"Uh oh, Robin's looking for the Hero's Fall!" Church said. "If he hits this, he may just win!"

"But he won't, he never hits this, and today is as good as any other for him not to hit it." Sarge stated.

Robin lifted Ratchet up for the Hero's Fall, but Ratchet suddenly flipped out of the hold and landed behind Robin, surprising nobody in the process. Ratchet then turned Robin around and kicked him in the gut, once again going for the Turbo Velocity, but Robin suddenly Back Body Dropped Ratchet out of nowhere, dazing him. Robin then grabbed Ratchet and threw him through the turnbuckles and into the steel post shoulder-first, garnering an "Ooohh!" from the crowd!

"Damn, that had to hurt!" Church said. "And trust me, I've been through enough pain to know when something hurts like hell!"

Robin pulled Ratchet out from his position into the middle of the ring and once again put him in the suplex position. Robin lifted the Lombax into the air for a few seconds before throwing him down, kneeling down on a knee so Ratchet's face crashed down onto it, hitting the Hero's Fall (Vertical Suplex Dropped Down into a Single Knee Facebreaker), knocking Ratchet out and causing the crowd to explode in shock!

"WHAT THE FUCK?! ROBIN HIT THE HERO'S FALL! UNFUCKING BELIEVABLE!" Church screamed.

"ROBIN'S GOING TO WIN!" Sarge also screamed! "THE WORLD'S GONE TOPSY-TURVY! ROBIN'S GOING TO DO THE UNSPEAKABLE!"

Robin stood up, ready to pin Ratchet...when Tidus came out of nowhere and hit the Blitz Kick (Trouble in Paradise) on Robin, dropping Robin down to the ground unconscious.

"...False alarm, people." Church said.

"Robin..." Sarge began.

Tidus quickly covered the downed Robin.

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2...

3!

"You Just Got Sarge'd!" Sarge said.

("All I Want" by Day to Remember)

"Here is your winner of the match, Tidus!"

The crowd cheered loudly as Tidus got off of Robin and stood up to his feet, the ref coming up beside him and raised his hand in victory. Tidus just smirked in satisfaction as he took his arm away from the ref, climbed up the nearest turnbuckle, and pumped his fist into the air in triumph in a sea of cheers.

"You know, for a moment, I actually thought Robin was going to pull off the victory!" Church admitted. "But then he got kicked in the head and everything went back to normal."

"For shame, I can't believe I was actually duped into believing such an impossible event as Robin winning a match!" Sarge cried. "How could I, the leader of the glorious Reds, be so easily fooled?! I am so ashamed of myself!"

"Well, in any case, Tidus wins a very fast-paced match here, but Sarge…" Church trailed, looking at Sarge with an exasperated look. "Really? You Just Got Sarge'd?"

"It's my one-liner, dammit, and I'll use it how I want!" Sarge retorted fiercely; Church just sighed in response.

Tidus turned his head back towards the center of the ring, where he saw Ratchet finally coming to, turning on his side as he held his face in pain from the Hero's Fall. The rookie got off the turnbuckle and stood over the down Ratchet, who looked up at him apprehensively, wondering what he would do. With a smile, Tidus held his hand out towards the Lombax, and once seeing the gesture, Ratchet smirked and grabbed it, being pulled to his feet before shaking Tidus' hand. The crowd clapped and cheered at this show of respect as Ratchet grabbed Tidus' arm and raised it in the air.

"I have to admit, it kind of cool to see two people actually show respect to each other and not be utter assholes." Church stated.

"Oh come on, there's no need for all this respect mumbo-jumbo crap!" Sarge stated angrily. "Tidus beat Ratchet already, there's no reason to show respect to that loser! They should be hating and beating each other right now for my personal amusement! Isn't that what they are supposed to do?"

"Sarge, I will put this bluntly, you are an idiot." Church replied. "But in any case, Tidus is victorious, and this victory may just give him another shot at the Cruiserweight Title."

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The scene on switches to backstage in an office room, where the owner and chairman of UCA, Force the Fox, sat in a leather chair leaning back as he watched the match unfold on his own personal TV. After seeing the result, he smirked to himself.

"Heh, now that is how you start off a UCA show, especially one as big as this." Force stated to himself. "And to think, we haven't gotten to the title matches yet. This is gonna be one awesome night."

"Hey, Force."

Upon hearing the voice, Force turned around in his chair, facing his desk and was met with none other than Senji Kiyomasa, who was wearing black pants as well as a long, black coat, a straight face on him as the Hardcore Title was placed onto his shoulder.

"Well, if it isn't my Hardcore Champion himself." Force smirked, his hands placed in the pyramid of collection. "So, what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"

"Let's cut to the chase, Force, you know I'm not one to mince words." Senji spoke bluntly. "It's come to my attention that tonight I will have to defend my Hardcore Title in a Fatal 4 Way, and what's more, it's Elimination Style."

"Let me guess: you have a problem with that?" Force narrowed his eyes, almost challenging Senji.

Senji's lip surprisingly curled into a smirk. "On the contrary, I want to say thank you! See, I'm far from the guy who wants to take shortcuts and whine about situations! Oh no, I enjoy the challenge! I love a good fight, an intense battle, I love the bloody violence that comes from it! And a Fatal 4 Way Match with Elimination Rules, under Hardcore Rules with my title on the line? I can't think of a more challenging, intense battle right there! Only thing that could make it better was if I was allowed to use my Branch of Sin."

"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed the prospect of my idea." Force smirked once again. "I had a feeling you would, knowing your tendency to enjoy a good fight."

"But one thing…my challengers…" Senji began, bending himself forward over the desk, coming face-to-face with Force. "They aren't going to absolute pussies, are they? Because that would just suck, in my opinion. I want a challenge, a fight with guys who are strong, not people who can't match up to me and make a fight boring."

Force's smirk turned devilish. "Oh trust me, when you see the challengers for your title tonight in that ring…you are going to be absolutely thrilled! You are getting the fight you are looking for with the guys I have in mind, trust me."

Senji's smirk turned more devilish than Force's. "Thanks boss, I appreciate it. I knew you had some smarts about you." Senji stood straight up. "Now I think I'll go get ready for my match, you know, gotta make sure I win, don't I? Can't wait for it, I'm going to enjoy it, no doubt!"

"Okay, I'll see you later, Senji, good luck in your match." Force called out as Senji left the room. "Senji, he'll never change." Force breathed out deeply before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a cell phone. He then began dialing a series of numbers and proceeded to call someone, bringing the phone to his ear.

"Come on, man, this one time, please pick up." Force said to himself; he suddenly scowled. "Voicemail…dammit, why isn't he picking up any calls?" Force sighed before he began speaking. "Hey man, I hope you get this message. You may not know me, but the name's Force the Fox, and I run Universal Character Association, an up and coming wrestling organization that's gaining a lot of steam. Now I'm sure you know what's coming, so I'll get to it. I want to sign you to UCA. You're one of the top free agents out there right now, and it would do my company a great deal for you to join up. It would also benefit you big time as well. Now I don't know why you've gone incognito for so long, but if you join UCA, you will have the chance of a lifetime. You can definitely be a big name here man, I know you can, one of your top guys. All you have to do is sign with us, and we can take you to the top. I hope you respond to this voicemail, and I hope to hear from you real soon."

Force pulled the cell phone away and ended the call, looking up to the ceiling. "Now all I have to do is wait, and hope he replies."

---

"Who in the Sam hell was Force talking to just now?" Sarge questioned.

"Got me, I never know what our boss is up to, too unpredictable to even figure out." Church just shrugged. "But what we DO know is that Senji is ready more than ever for his title defense tonight!"

"That crazy as fudge Deadman loves to fight more than anything else!" Sarge exclaimed. "He's loves fighting even more than I love killing Blues! And that is really saying something!"

"And yeah, and combine that with what Force said about his challengers…" Church trailed off. "Well, I just hope none of the blood spilt stains my armor over here."

("Just Close Your Eyes" by Bedlam's Gate)

Loud cheers rang throughout the crowd as McCloud came out moments later, barreling out onto the stage before pulling his gun and firing several lasers into the air, exciting the crowd even more. Fox smirked as he holstered his gun away and looked out towards the ground from a kneeling position, before patting his fist against his chest as sign of respect to the crowd before making his way down into the ring, climbing up the turnbuckle, placing his hand over his forehead like Christian does, looking out to the crowd once more.

"The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the UCA Intercontinental Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, representing Star Fox, from the Lylat System, weighing in at 229 lbs., "Captain Classic" Fox McCloud!"

"It's the first of our three title matches tonight, and man, I don't think there could be a better challenger for the IC Title." Church stated.

"Fox is one of our most decorated stars here in UCA! A Triple Crown Winner, he is a three-time Tag Team Champion, a former World Heavyweight Champion, and a four-time Intercontinental Champion, looking it to make five-time tonight!"

"I will admit, he's got some skill and a good resume, but man, does he suck up to the crowd so much!" Sarge said. "And not in the good way like Simmons does! I hope Fox gets his ass kicked for being such a failure ass-kisser."

("Isolation" by Alter Bridge)

Massive boos rained down from the crowd as a Mobian Hedgehog/Lizard hybrid wearing a prison uniform, white wrist tape, black combat boots, and chains around his wrists and ankles came out onto the stage, head held down with the Intercontinental held in one of his hands. After a few seconds, he slowly lifted his head, a cold, stoic, evil expression on his face as he methodically made his way down the ramp. When he reached the ring, he leapt onto the apron, and stared down his opponent for a second before entering the ring, raising his title in the airs amidst the sea of boos.

"And introducing next, from South Island, weighing in at 234 lbs., he is the reigning, defending UCA Intercontinental Champion, Jason Krueger!"

"This guy…is flat out scary right here!" Church stated. "This guy may have the blackest heart of anyone on the roster! The things he has done, the things he says…it just feels like pure evil!"

"But this guy is awesome!" Sarge said. "I love the way he does things. No shit from anybody, it's all about yourself, destroy anybody that gets in your way, especially the Blues! I can tell he gives out a little more punishment for the Blues, and that's points in my book! I love this guy's way of thinking and doing things, reminds me of myself!"

"Sarge, do you have freaking brain damage?" Church asked.

Jason went to his corner, and set his title down on the ground before grabbing at his chains, and one by one, began to snap them off.

"What the hell?!" Church exclaimed. "This guy is freaking snapping steel chains!"

"It's safe to say that Fox is doomed!" Sarge stated cheerfully.

Jason grabbed his title and handed it to the ref, who showed it to both him and Fox, who both nodded in understanding before the ref held the title in the air for all to see, and then handed it to the outside before ringing the bell.

"Here we go! Fox versus Jason for the Intercontinental Title!" Church stated.

Fox and Jason slowly met in the ring and went into a collar and elbow tie-up, struggling against each for a few seconds before Jason powered Fox into the corner. Jason held Fox in the corner as the ref counted, and at the count of 4, Jason slowly let go of Fox, but when he did, he landed a hard cheap shot that dropped Fox into a sitting position. The crowd booed at this the ref reprimanded Jason for this for a moment before Jason went after Fox again, picking him and delivering consecutive shoulder blocks to his stomach in the corner.

"First the cheap shot, and now these hard shoulder blocks!" Church winced. "Jason isn't holding anything back here!"

After he was finished, Jason pulled Fox to the middle of the ring, landing several knees to the gut before putting him into the suplex position and lifting him up. But once upside down, Fox began to swing his legs wildly in an attempt to get out, and suddenly grabbed Jason's head, dropped back down to the ground, and delivered his own Snap Suplex, gaining cheers from the crowd. Jason arched his back in pain before getting back up, only to be dropped back down with a dropkick from Fox, which was followed by an elbow drop, and then a leg drop across the neck.

"Fox reversed the suplex, and is now on the offensive with a series of moves!" Church stated.

"Come on Jason, don't let this damn Fox beat your ass!" Sarge exclaimed.

Fox quickly covered Jason.

1…

2…

Kick out!

Fox picked up Jason, only to get punched in the gut a few times before being pushed back into the topes hard. As Fox came back, Jason threw a clothesline, but the Star Fox Commander ducked and leapt at the middle ropes. When Jason turned around, Fox bounced off and hit Jason with a Springboard Elbow, and covered him. 1…2…Kick out! Fox picked up Jason and went to hit a Diamond Cutter, but Jason pushed him away, and when Fox turned around, Jason lifted him up on his shoulders, inciting a pop from the crowd.

"Oh crap, Jason is looking for the Absolute Destruction early here!" Church said.

"Give it to him! Make that nodoby look like a no-good Blue!" Sarge begged.

Jason looked to deliver his finisher when Fox struggled in Jason's grip and got out of it, landing behind him and wrapping his arms around his head in inverted facelock and hitting a Falling Reverse DDT! Fox covers Jason!

1…

2…

Kick out!

"Damn, now was that close or what!" Church stated. "Jason was a second away from losing his title!"

"But he didn't, which means Fox failed, and now Jason can kick his ass!" Sarge replied.

Fox waited for Jason to get back up, and once he was on his knees, Fox ran to the ropes and bounced off them towards Jason. Suddenly, the Champ shot up, caught Fox, and delivered a hard-hitting Spinebuster, boos coming from the crowd covering Fox immediately after! 1…2…Kick out! Jason suddenly mounted Fox and delivered a series of vicious punches to Fox's face, unrelenting in his assault before getting and delivering vicious stomps to his chest again and again.

"Damn, this guy has got one hell of a mean streak!" Church exclaimed. "It reminds me too much of Tex!"

"Yeah, at least this time it ain't directed towards us." Sarge stated.

Jason grabbed Fox by the head and picked him up, whipping him into the ropes and grabbing him when he came back to him, and delivering a Sidewalk Slam and hooking the leg after. 1…2…Kick out! Jason picked Fox, and hit a Russian Leg Sweep, but kept a hold of Fox as he picked him up again, locked an inverted facelock, and hit Fox with a huge Reverse Suplex!

"Haha, looks like wittle-bitty Fox can't handle the big bad Jason!" Sarge laughed.

Jason quickly turned Fox over and covered him.

1…

2…

Another Kick Out!

After the kick out, Jason maneuvered himself and wrapped his legs around the head of Fox, locking in a Triangle Hold and getting even more boos from the crowd.

"Oh crap, Jason's got a Triangle Hold on Fox!" Church cursed. "Not good!"

"Ha, Jason's got that stupid pilot down for the count!" Sarge laughed. "Fox should just tap out right now because's already lost!"

Fox gritted in his teeth as his body thrashed in pain, Jason locking his legs even tighter around the head of Fox. The ref asked if he wanted Fox to quit, but Fox refused to tap and continued to fight against the pain, and soon enough, he began to inch himself closer and closer to the ropes, the crowd encouraging him the whole time. Once he was close enough, Fox reached a leg out and touched the ropes, the crowd cheering as a result.

"Fox isn't out of this yet, Sarge!" Church stated. "Fox has got a lot of fight left in him!"

"Oh dagnabbit, why doesn't that stupid Fox just stay down!" Sarge growled. "Why can't he just admit that Jason is the superior here?!"

Jason held onto the hold until the ref counted to 4, letting go of Fox and standing up. He dragged Fox to the middle of the ring, pulling him into a kneeling position and getting right into his face, staring intensely into his eyes with a sick sneer. He then backed up to the ropes and bounced off them but Fox suddenly shot out of nowhere and struck Jason in the jaw with a Spinning Heel Kick, dropping him to the ground as the crowd cheered.

"Oh sweet gibblets, where the hell did Fox come with that Spinning Heel kick?!" Sarge exclaimed. "Fox should be down and out, dammit!"

The two men in the ring were laid out as the ref began the ten count, and when he reached the count of 5, both began to stir and soon, they both reached their feet at the count of 8. Jason rushed at Fox, but Fox jumped and hit the incoming Champ with a hard dropkick to the jaw. Jason fell to the ground before getting back up, dazed before he was kicked in the gut by Fox and hit with a hard DDT to the ground, Fox quickly covering the down Champ!

1…

2…

Kick out just before the ref's hand came down for the three!

"Damn, just a moment away from crowning a new Intercontinental Champion!" Church stated

"Sam hell, what is Jason doing out there?!" Sarge exclaimed. "He should be winning, not getting his ** kicked!"

Fox picked Jason up and went to whip him into the corner, but Jason reversed and ended up whipping Fox into the corner. The champ rushed at Fox, but Captain Classic slipped his lower body through the ropes, causing Jason to crash chestfirst into the turnbuckle, which Fox immediately followed with a Hanging Overhead Kick to the face from his position. The Champ backed up a bit from the impact before falling to a knee, Fox climbing to the top turnbuckle all the while. Once he reached the top, Jason got back to his feet and Fox leapt off the turnbuckle and hit a Flying Crossbody on Jason, landing in a pinning position.

"High-flying Crossbody from Fox pays off, and now he has Jason pinned!" Church shouted.

1…

2…

Kick out!

Fox swiftly picked up Jason once again and attempted a Diamond Cutter, but Jason pushed him away into the ropes. Once Fox came back to Jason, the Champ lifted a leg up and nailed a Big Boot to Fox's face, knocking him down to the ground! Crowd boos as Jason covers Fox! 1..2…Kick out again! Jason starts to get frustrated as picks Fox up and gets in his face and trash talks until Fox suddenly grabbed Jason's head and drove him down to the mat with a Diamond Cutter!

"Ah fudge buckets, where the hell did that Diamond Cutter come from?!" Sarge screamed. "Not fair at all, dammit!"

"Like hell it's not!" Church retorted.

Fox quickly covers Jason and hooks the leg!

1…

2…

Jason narrowly kicks out as the crowd goes "Awwww" at that very close near fall!

Fox slammed his hand down on the mat in his own frustration before getting on his knees and clapping his hands together, the crowd clapping along with him as he was signaling his finisher. Fox got to his feet as Jason struggled to get up, and once Jason got to his feet, Fox hooked his arms around Jason's from behind, and attempted to twist him around for the Killswitch for a massive pop! But when he finally twisted Jason around, the Champ pushed him away in time. When Fox turned around to meet Jason, the Champ suddenly lifted Fox up to his shoulders, a chorus of boos raining down on him.

"Ah shit, it may be time for Absolute Destruction!" Church shouted.

"Once this hits, it's game over for Fox!" Sarge exclaimed. "Give it to him, Jason! Show him that he's nothing before you!"

Jason once again looked to hit Absolute Destruction, but once again Fox managed to get out of his grasp and land behind him. Fox pushed him Jason into the corner chestfirst, the Champ holding his chest in pain when Fox suddenly hooked his arms from behind, pulled him into the middle of the ring, twisted him around, and hit the Killswitch! The crowd goes absolutely wild as Jason bounces off the canvas and onto his back.

"NO! NOT THE KILLSWITCH! ANYTHING BUT THE KILLSWITCH!" Sarge screamed in despair.

"FOX HAS DONE IT! FOX HAS ENDED JASON'S REIGN OF TERROR!" Church screamed as well. "FOX IS GOING TO WIN HIS FIFTH INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE!"

Fox swiftly covered Jason and hooked the leg, the ref making the count as the crowd counts with him.

1…

2…

JASON GETS THE SHOULDERS UP AT 2.99! THE CROWD GOES INTO A FRENZY AT THE KICK OUT!

"WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK?!" Church screams in absolute shock. "JASON KICKED OUT OF THE FUCKING KILLSWITCH OF ALL THINGS?! HOW THE HELL DID HE DO THAT?!"

"YES! YES! YES! YES!" Sarge chanted in joy. "JASON KICKED OUT! HE KICKED OUT! HE SHOWED FOX WHO'S BOSS!"

Fox looked down at the downed Jason in absolute shock, unable to believe he kicked out of his finisher. Not knowing what to do to win, Fox decided to go for broke and went to one of the turnbuckles, and leapt to the top of it, inciting a pop from the crowd.

"The Killswitch may not have kept Jason down, but the Five-Star Fox Splash may just do the trick!" Church pointed out.

Fox leapt off the turnbuckle and high into the air towards Jason, when Jason suddenly rolled out of the way, causing "Captain Classic" to crash down onto the mat stomach-first, the crowd going "Ooohhh" at the impact.

"I knew Jason would roll out of the way!" Sarge stated. "That's how much better he is than Fox! Go Jason, put an end to that dirty Blue sympathizer!"

Fox got to his knees, holding his stomach in pain when Jason took hold of him, picked him up onto his shoulders, and drove him down on his head, hitting the Absolute Destruction (Death Valley Driver) to a chorus of boos!

"OH SHIT! ABSOLUTE DESTRUCTION! THIRD TIME'S THE CHARM AS FOX GETS DROPPED ON HIS FREAKING HEAD!" Church screamed.

Fox was laid out across the canvas as Jason turned him over on his stomach and went to his side, wrapping Fox's arm around his legs, and his around around Fox's face, locking in the Total Corruption (Crippler Crossface)!

"Ha, looks like Jason isn't done with Fox as he now has the Total Corruption locked in!" Sarge laughed. "I am loving this, it's almost as good as watching Grif get hurt!"

"Oh come on, is this really necessary?!" Church shouted. "He already had the **ing match won!"

Fox screamed in pain as his head was wrenched back by Jason's powerful arms, clawing at the hands in order to get them off of him, but to no avail. Fox looked around, trying to get to the ropes any way he can, but he was in the middle of the ring and too far away to reach them. Jason suddenly wrenched the head of Fox back even farther, and Fox had no choice but to tap out!

"Ah crap, Fox has no choice but to tap out!" Church cursed.

("Isolation" by Alter Bridge)

"Here is your winner of the match, and still Intercontinental Champion, Jason Krueger!"

The crowd drowns out the ring announcer's voice with massive boos as Jason keeps the hold locked in on Fox for a few more seconds before letting go and getting up to his feet. He then wrenched his title away from the ref's hands as it was about to be handed to him, and climbed the nearest turnbuckle. With an evil smirk, he slowly raised the title up high in triumph, the crowd booing him mercilessly.

"Jason retains his Intercontinental in what was a very competitive, back and forth match!" Church exclaimed. "But dammit, was that Total Corruption at the end really necessary? I mean, he likely already had the match won with that Absolute Destruction!"

"Jason kicked out of the Killswitch earlier, so Jason wanted to make sure that Fox would be beaten!" Sarge pointed out. "And besides, Fox deserved it anyway! He's completely overrated, and a dirty Blue sympathizer! He deserved every last bit of that Total Corruption!"

"Shut up, Sarge!" Church replied. "That's bullshit and you know it!"

Jason got off the turnbuckle and turned around, standing over the downed form of Fox, who was still suffering from the effects of the Total Corruption. With a sneer, he placed his foot on Fox's head and shoved it multiple times, earning even louder boos from the crowd before exiting the ring and walking up the rampway, title in hand.

"Oh come on, that was just total disrespect right there!" Church shouted. "What an asshole!"

"Jason already beat the damn Fox, so he doesn't need to show respect!" Sarge exclaimed strongly. "Fox is a loser, a big one at that, and Jason is a big time winner! Winners don't show losers because losers don't deserve respect, just like the Blues don't deserve respect!"

"Once again, shut up Sarge!" Church shouted angrily.

Fox managed to get to his knees as he looked at the exiting Jason with narrowed eyes, and the Mobian hybrid stopped on the stage and turned around to once again look at Fox from the stage. Jason just laughed maniacally at his fallen opponent and raised his title above his head for all to see, the crowd jeering him the whole time.

"Well, whether we like it or not, this freakin' psycho is still our Intercontinental Champion!" Church growled reluctantly.

---

The Titantron shows the locker room area backstage, and it's the Mushroom Kingdom locker room as all the members of the aforementioned group were all inside the room, and the World Champ Mario was seething backstage, pacing back and forth in his room with the World Title on his shoulder, the rest of his stable behind him.

"How dare that stupid Fox do this! He can't do this to me!" Mario yelled indignantly, kicking over a chair. "I'm the World Heavyweight Champion! I'm this company's biggest star, it's very face, I know that to be true! He can't do this! It's not fair at all! I already bet those stupid animals last night!"

"I know, Brother Mario, it's a complete outrage!" Luigi spoke out, nearly as angry as his brother. "You showed everybody last night just how superior you are to them, and Force decides they are worthy to have a shot at our Tag Titles? On such short notice no less?! How can something like that even make sense?!"

"And what's worse, knowing our 'illustrious' owner, he may see fit to grant that dumb rookie, Tidus ANOTHER shot at MY Cruiserweight Title." Toad sighed frustratingly. "And after I beat him no less! And probably because of his 'impressive'…" He made air quotes with the word. "…performance tonight. Just unbelievable."

"It's a travesty!" Luigi yelled. "It's a sham! It's a mockery! It's…It's…IT'S A TRAVESHAMOCKERY!"

Mario, in his anger, grabbed one of the chairs on the ground and threw it across the room, the chair striking the wall before landing on the ground. Realizing they needed to diffuse the situation, the Princesses stepped forward.

"Hey you guys, calm down!" Daisy urged. "Calm down! You must realize that it's not all bad! Remember, our lovely Peach is the new No. 1 Contender to the Women's Title, and you all know that it's only a matter of time before she brings the title back to the Mushroom Kingdom!" She looked over to her fellow princess with a smirk. "Right Peach?"

"Of course, my dear Daisy." Peach smirked as well, flipping her hair in an arrogant manner. "It will be easy pickings taking the championship off of that brooding nobody, Lightning! What kind of name is that anyway? Lightning? How unoriginal! I've seen Goombas have more original names than her! What a joke!" Daisy and Peach both giggled at the joke that was made.

Mario stopped in his tracks, looking deep in thought but still a bit angry. "You two do have a point…" Mario replied, breathing heavily.

"And besides, so what if you have to face Tails and Knuckles again?" Peach pointed out. "Yeah, it's unfair to face them again, but we all know that despite that, you will prove just how better you are and defeat them soundly, Mario, After all, they can't compare to you."

"Yeah…yeah, you're right!" Mario shouted, smirking in newfound confidence. "Mamma mia, you are absolutely right! I am better than both of them combined! Even Luigi is better than either of them!"

"Brother Mario, you are so right!" Luigi agreed. "There's no way that we can lose to animal losers tonight!"

"Exactly, and I will remain a double Champion when the night comes to an end." Mario stated arrogantly, placing his hand on the Tag Title around his waist. "And that Mushroom Kingdom will ensure that happens, no matter what."

---

The scene changed to the interview area, where a soldier wearing pink – errr, I mean, lightish red – armor was seen holding a microphone in his hands, appearing very happy for some reason.

"Hello, everybody I'm Private Donut from the popular webseries, Red vs Blue!" Donut said cheerfully. It's so wonderful to be your interviewer here right now! And right now, there's my guest at this time, the Intercontinental Champion, Jason Krueger."

The Titantron showed Jason beside Donut, the Intercontinental Title on his shoulder as the crowd booed at the sight of him, an intense look on his face.

"Now Jason, you just…" Donut began, but Jason grabbed the mic from his hands and stared at Donut evilly before talking into the mic.

"I have no business with you nor any reason to talk to you, you effeminate wimp!" Jason growled. "Now I suggest you get out of here before I beat you within an inch of your life!"

Donut goes "Yipe!" before running away as fast as he could from the dangerous Mobian hybrid, who stared at the fleeing soldier for a fleeting moment before turning his attention to the camera, and began speaking into the microphone.

"You all just saw what happened out there." Jason stated, breathing heavily. "You all saw what I did to Fox, one of the most decorated stars in UCA! I dominated him, I destroyed him, I made him tap out! And with that, Fox became just another name in the long list of wrestlers I have defeated and destroyed! Sly Cooper, Ratchet, Cloud Strife, and Ben Tennyson have all fallen before me! Sure, there may have been that little hiccup where Naruto defeated me and took my title for two weeks, but I quickly rectified and made him fall like all the others before him and took back what's mine! I am the most dominant Intercontinental Champion in UCA history, and my path of bodies up to this point shows this to be true!"

Jason paused for a moment as he held his head down, the crowd booing him the whole time before slowly looking back up the camera with an intense expression. "And now it's time for me to reach the next level. In four weeks time, UCA will be presenting its next PPV, Royal Reckoning, and in turn…the Royal Rumble Match. 30 Superstars of UCA…battle it out, fight one another, for the opportunity to main event Final Clash, UCA's biggest show of the year, and challenge for the World Heavyweight Title. But out of those 30 men, there can only be one man left standing in that ring…and that person will be me!"

"It doesn't matter if I will be the last person out there, or the first person entering the whole damn thing! Because it's already set in stone that I will dominate 29 other men, and be the last man standing! No matter whom I face in that match, whether it's Bowser, Sephiroth, Shadow…it doesn't matter, they will all fall before me, they will all feel my wrath, my anguish, my pain! I will win the Royal Rumble match! I will go on to main event Final Clash! I will become the World Heavyweight Champion! I will rule all of UCA with an iron fist!" A sadistic sneer appeared on his face. "I will be…The One!"

---

"Remember when I said Jason was flat out scary?" Church reminded. "I didn't do him enough justice! Jason is on a warpath right now, hellbent on becoming World Heavyweight Champion! And if he becomes the World Champion, then crap, I shudder to think what will happen to this company."

"But it's definitely a possibility, Blue!" Sarge pointed out. "All Jason has to do is win the Rumble match so he can get the title shot he wants at WrestleMania! And after hearing that promo, it's hard not to put him as a huge favorite to win the Rumble at Royal Reckoning!"

"If Jason does win the Royal Rumble match…well, there may be no stopping him winning the World Title." Church admitted gravely.

("Rogue and Cold Blooded" by Dale Oliver)

The crowd cheered as the music played and moments, Jak came out onto the stage, brandishing his Vulcan Fury gun. He lifted the gun upward and fired off rounds rapidly into their, pyro going off at the sides of the stage in sync with the rounds fired. After firing the last shot, Jak raised his fist in the air and brought it down, one final blast of pyro going off on the stage. Jak then made his way down the ramp, a cold and intense look on his face, and then placed his gun next to the steps before entering the ring, pumping his fist in the air to roar of cheers.

"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, representing the Sony Saints, from Haven City, weighing in at 253 lbs., Jak!"

"Oh dammit, not another Sony Saint…" Sarge groaned.

"The resident "Eco Man" is in action, and he's had a pretty good career here in UCA." Church commentated. "He's a five-time Hardcore Champion, a former Tag Team Champion, a former Intercontinental Champion, and he's been in some of the most brutal matches in UCA history. Who will ever forget his 3 Stages of Hell Match with Ratchet before they joined the Sony Saints?"

"I am forced to admit that Jak has had a good career, and that match and rivalry with Ratchet was awesome!" Sarge reluctantly agreed. "But he's still a Sony Saint dammit, and that constitutes him as a failure automatically! He has yet to reach the heights he had before! I hate his guts so much, I wish I could put pliers in there and electrocute them! I hope that whoever he faces puts him out of his misery!"

You Think You Know Me?

("Metalingus" by Alter Bridge)

"Oh no…" Church groaned.

The crowd drowned the arena in deafening boos as the music played, the front stage being covered in smoke. When the music picked up, Scourge the Hedgehog came out through the smoke in a hurry, wearing his sunglasses and leather jacket, a cocky and arrogant smirk on his face. He went to both sides of the stage, taunting and insulting the fans the whole time before walking down the rampway in an arrogant stride before stopping in the middle, and throwing his hands up in rock signs, green pyro going off behind him. When the pyro finished, he then ran and slid into the middle of the ring, looking out to the crowd with his smirk before getting up and placing himself on the rope, holding his hand up in a rock sign as he taunted the crowd some more.

"And next, introducing his opponent, from Moebius, weighing in at 225 lbs., the "King of the World" Scourge the Hedgehog!"

"Ah, now we are in the presence of greatness, Blue!" Sarge laughed heartedly. "You want to talk about decorated? Here is a four-time Intercontinental Champion, former Cruiserweight Champion, former Hardcore Champion, Royal Rumble Winner, Money in the Bank Winner, and a FOUR-TIME World Champion! And the best part…he shed the color of blue that he had when he was once Evil Sonic! Oh what a glorious day that was, though I wish he became a shade of red! This man personifies awesomeness!"

"Yeah, he's decorated, but he's also manipulative, opportunistic, evil, selfish, arrogant, and a jerk of an asshole!" Church exclaimed. "Seriously, I just freakin' flat out hate his guy! I'll never forget how he won the Royal Rumble years ago! Swapped places with a freakin' hedgehog posing as him during the match and hid under the ring, and when that poser got thrown over, Scourge came out and basically stole the victory! What a cop out that was!"

"But it was ingenious!" Sarge retorted. "He basically fooled and outsmarted everybody that night, proving that he is indeed the King of the World! I can't wait for Scourge to Spear the hell out of this Sony Saint!"

Scourge took off his sunglass and jacket and threw them out of the ring and waited in his corner before the referee rang the bell.

"Here we go, Jak vs Scourge, one-on-one!" Church stated.

Jak and Scourge met each other in the middle in an elbow and collar tie-up, where Jak landed a vicious knee to Scourge's stomach, causing him to double over in pain. Jak landed a few more knees to the stomach before backing up Scourge to the ropes and whipping him to the adjacent ones. When Scourge came back, Jak went for a clothesline, Scourge ducked in and bounced off the ropes again, but when he returned to Jak, the "Eco Man" bent over and Back Body Dropped Scourge high into the air, and the hedgehog landed hard on his back.

"Jak catches Scourge with one hell of a Back Body Drop!" Church commentated. "His back is going to be real messed up after that one."

Scourge arches his back in pain as Jak makes the cover on him. 1…Kick out before two! Jak picks him up, turns him around, and looks to hit a back suplex, but Scourge backflips in mid-air and lands behind Jak, grabs his head in an inverted facelock, and hits an Inverted Facelock Backbreaker. Jak arched his back in pain as Scourge ran and bounced off the ropes, jumped into the air, and delivered an elbow drop to the chest of Jak.

"And now Scourge takes control and shows Jak why he's the King of the World!" Sarge stated.

Jak held his chest in pain as he found himself being covered by Scourge! 1…Quick kick out! Scourge stayed on Jak and stomped on his chest brutally several times before dropping a leg across his neck. Scourge then picked up Jak and whipped him into the corner hard, and then smirked at the crowd and shook his head arrogantly, inciting boos from the crowd. He then ran at Jak full speed, but the "Eco Man" moved out of the way, crashing into the corner. He turned around holding his chest in pain, and was kicked in the stomach and placed in the suplex position by Jak, which caused the crowd to pop big time. However, Scourge began to struggle out of nowhere and got out of Jak's grasp just in time and slid out of the ring in a panic, leaning himself on the barricade as boos rained down upon him.

"Damn, Jak was about to go for the Jakhammer early, but Scourge sensed and got the hell out of there faster than Caboose would forget what we tell him!" Church pointed out.

"Yes, Scourge was smart enough to get out of the ring and away from Jak!" Sarge stated. "Scourge showing Jak that he won't be taken down!"

Jak attempted to follow Scourge out the ring, but the ref stopped him as Scourge glared at him from outside the ring. Scourge circle the ring a bit, staring at Jak the whole time which only angered the fans as they wanted to see some action, and soon enough, Scourge cautiously entered the ring. Circling each other, Jak and Scourge met in a lock-up, and Scourge swiftly kicked him in the gut, causing Jak to double over. Scourge laid a few right hands to the face of Jak before grabbing his arm and attempting to whip him into the ropes. Jak, however, refused to be moved and swiftly pulled Scourge back to him delivered a hard Powerslam.

"Jak uses his superior strength to pull Scourge back to him and deliver a great Powerslam!" Church called.

Jak hooks the leg!

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2…

Kick out!

"Scourge kicks out just in time!" Sarge called.

Jak picked Scourge up to his feet and whipped him into the corner, following him in. However, Scourge was prepared and lifted a foot up and caught Jak right in the jaw, staggering him back. Scourge tried to take advantage and rushed at Jak, but the "Eco Man" lifted Scourge and hit him with a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker to big cheers, Scourge arching his back as he screamed in pain.

"Damn, what a vicious Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker!" Church winced. "I'd be surprised if Scourge's back wasn't broken after that."

Jak covers Scourge and hooks the leg!"

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2…

Kick Out!

"Whew, Scourge manages to kick out." Sarge called.

Jak goes to pick up Scourge, but the hedgehog suddenly kicks Jak in the knee, buckling him down to a knee. Scourge then proceeded to deliver a dropkick to Jak right in the face, dropping him down onto his back, and Scourge quickly followed with a cover! 1…2…Kick out! Scourge picked Jak up, but Jak pushed him away and went to clothesline him, but Scourge ducked, grabbed the arm and hit a Half-Nelson Bulldog on Jak! Scourge turns Jak over and covers him!

"Goodnight Jak, it was nice knowin' ya!" Sarge waved.

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2…

Jak gets the shoulder up!

"Jak's not going down that easily, Sarge!" Church told his partner.

Scourge stood up and stomped on Jak's face, and then proceeded to press his foot into Jak's face mercilessly for a few moments before getting off, creating a chorus of boos from the crowd, and picked up Jak and whipped him into the ropes and then jumped into the air for a Spinning Heel Kick, but Jak held onto the ropes when he reached them, causing Scourge to crash to the ground unceremoniously. Jak then swiftly went to Scourge, picked him up, and placed him in the Suplex position.

"Jak's going to take advantage of the miscue from Scourge and look to hit the Jakhammer!" Churh called.

Jak then lifted up Scourge into the air for his finisher, the Jakhammer (Vertical Suplex Powerslam), but Scourge used the momentum to flip himself out of Jak's grasp and landed behind him. Scourge then grabbed Jak's head from behind and slammed it down to the mat in a sit-out position, hitting the Scourge-O-Matic! The crowd booed as Jak's head bounced off the mat and he held his head in pain.

"Aha, Scourge shows how smart he is by successfully countering the Jakhammer!" Sarge commentates happily.

Scourge does not go for the cover but instead stands up and goes for the legs of Jak, lifting them up and placing his own leg between before wrapping Jak's legs around his and twisting their bodies around, and locking in the Scourgacator (Inverted Kneeling Sharpshooter)! Jak screamed in pain as said pain shot up through his legs and back as Scourge wrenched the hold even further!

"Oh crap, there's the Scourgacator!" Church cursed. "That is one nasty submission hold right there! A variation of the Sharpshooter, this hold damn near messes up your back!"

"Ha, it's all over now, no way Jak can get out of this!" Sarge laughed. "Jak should just tap right now and go crying back to his Mommy like a good little boy!"

Jak gritted his teeth in pain as Scourge applied more pressure to the hold in the middle of the ring, trying to hang on. The ref asked Jak if he wanted to quit, but Jak shook his head, refusing to quit despite the pain. Scourge just wrenched the legs further and applying more leverage on the hold. Jak felt even more pain shoot through him, and held his hand in the air, contemplating tapping out. Suddenly, the crowd begin to clap in support of the Sony Saint, and it began to energize Jak as he pushed his torso off the ground with his hands, much to the shock of Scourge. Suddenly, he slowly twisted his body and then used all his leg strength to bring Scourge down to the ground, breaking the hold. Jak suddenly shot up, grabbed Scourge's leg, and locked in a Figure-Four Leglock, much to the delight of the crowd.

"Holy bajeebus, where the hell did that damn Figure-Four Leg Lock come from?!" Sarge exclaimed.

"In the blink of an eye, Jak has broken out of Scourge's submission, and locked in one of his own, the Figure Four, shades of the Nature Boy!" Church also exclaimed. "I got to admit, I didn't see that coming at all! Scourge may tap here!"

Scourge screamed in torturous pain as Jak applied pressure on his crossed legs, threatening to break them in half as the crowd chanted "Tap! Tap! Tap!". Scourge flailed around in a frenzy, the pain becoming harder and harder to bear. The ref asked if Scourge wanted to quit, but the hedgehog just continued to bash his arms on the canvas even harder. Not wanting to lose but not knowing how much more he can take, he slowly began to drag his body with his hands towards the rope. Desperately trying to reach the ropes, Scourge pushed himself closer to the ropes and came within fingertips of it as Jak applied even more pressure to the leg! Scourge screamed in torturous and pushed himself closer and reached, grabbing the bottom rope to a chorus of boos.

"Damn, Scourge is tougher than I thought as he holds out long enough to reach the bottom rope!" Church calls out. "I got to admit, I totally expected Scourge to what is one of the most devastating submissions!"

"Well like always, you're wrong you dirty Blue!" Sarge stated strongly. "Scourge wouldn't quit so easily, especially after he renounced the color Blue like he did!"

"Sarge, do you live in the same reality we do?" Church asked.

Jak was forced to let go of the Figure Four once Scourge grabbed the rope, and the hedgehog immediately grabbed his damaged legs, cradling them in pain as Jak rapped his fist against the canvas in slight frustration. Standing up to his feet, Jak made his way to the still down Scourge, who was pleading with all his might for mercy from the Sony Saint. Jak just shook his head and went to grab Scourge, but the hedgehog suddenly pulled him down and hanged him across the middle rope! Jak bounced back to his feet , holding his neck in pain and he was suddenly rolled up from behind Scourge, grabbing the tights for leverage!

"Crap, Scourge played possum and now has Jak rolled up!" Church called. "And look, that opportunistic bastard has the tights! He's going to steal one here!"

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2…

JAK KICKS OUT JUST BEFORE THE REF'S HAND COUNTS THREE!

"Dammit, why won't that damn Sony Saint just stay down?!" Sarge yelled. "Scourge had him!"

The crowd goes crazy as Jak quickly got back to his feet, only to get hit right in the face with a boot from Scourge, laid out across the canvas. Scourge fell down as well, holding his still hurting leg trying to deal with the pain, and crawled over to the prone Jak. Once he reached him, the hedgehog weakly hooked the leg and covered the Sony Saint.

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2…

Jak kicks out yet again!

"Man, Jak has gotta a lot of fight in him to kick out of that!" Church admitted.

Scourge slammed his fist down on the canvas several times in frustration before looking over to Jak with disdain in his eyes. Slowly getting back to his feet, Scourge stood over Jak with a slight limp in his leg, trying to put the pain away in his leg. Slowly Jak stirred and began to rise as Scourge sized him up, and when Jak was on his knees, Scourge ran to the ropes and bounced off them towards Jak. But then, quickly and suddenly, Jak shoots out of nowhere with a HUGE clothesline, turning Scourge inside out as the hedgehog lands on his stomach as a result, the crowd popping at the huge hit!

"Holy shit!" Church exclaimed. "I've seen a lot of clotheselines, but dammit if that clothesline isn't among the most brutal I've seen!"

The crowd began to clap as Jak and Scourge laid down in the ring, trying to will the Sony Saint on. Jak stirred at the crowd clapping and soon enough made his way to his feet, and staggered over to the corner, and began to climb the turnbuckle. At this time, Scourge stirs as well and begins to make his way back to his feet. Jak manages to reach the top turnbuckle and waits for Scourge, and when the hedgehog got to his feet and turned around, Jak leapt off the turnbuckle and hit a Flying Forearm Smash on Scourge, knocking him down to the ground!

"Jak lands his patented Flying Forearm Smash on the self-proclaimed "King of the World"!" Church called, a bit of satisfaction in his voice.

"Dammit, Scourge couldn't block it at all!" Sarge added.

Jak manages to cover Scourge and hooks the leg.

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2…

Scourge gets the shoulder up at 2.85 as the crowd goes "Ohhhh!" at the close near fall!

"Damn, the Flying Forearm nearly gets the job done, but Scourge somehow pulls through and keeps the match alive!" Church stated.

Jak stands up onto his feet tiredly, sweating and panting as he kicks Scourge in the head and knocks him silly for a moment. He then drags Scourge over to the middle of the ring and lays him there and walks over to the corner, and once again begins to climb the turnbuckle, the crowd popping slightly as they knew they were going to see some flying.

"Dammit, how many times is that stupid Saint going to the top?" Sarge questioned. "He isn't built to fly, dammit!"

Jak reached the top turnbuckle and was just about dive off it when suddenly, Scourge shoots up to a standing position and runs over to the turnbuckle in record time, and swiftly climbed to the top, catching Jak off guard. Before the Sony Saint could do anything, Scourge grabbed Jak's head in a DDT position…AND HITS A RAGING SCOURGE (Edgecution) FROM THE TOP ROPE! OH MY GOD! THE CROWD GOES ABSOLUTELY NUTS!

"SON OF A BITCH!" Church and Sarge both shout at the top of their lungs!

"OH MY GOD, SCOURGE JUST HIT A SUPER RAGING SCOURGE FROM THE TOP!" Church yells out. "I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I JUST SAW! THAT WAS JUST FUCKIN' INSANE!"

"SWEET MERCIFUL GIBBLETS, THAT WAS UNREAL!" Sarge also yelled. "SCOURGE HAS WON THIS MATCH IN EPIC FASHION! IT HAS TO BE OVER!"

The crowd chants "Holy Shit!" over and over again at the insane move as Jak bounces off the canvas and lands on the side of the ring, his body absolutely motionless, while Scourge lies on the ground completely exhausted. After a few moments, Scourge begins to move and slowly crawls over to Jak and eventually manages to drape an arm over him!

"Scourge has got Jak pinned!" Church called.

"It's over, no doubt about it!" Sarge stated. "No way, Jak can kick out of that!"

The crowd counts along with ref!

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2…

JAK JUST BARELY GETS A FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! THE PIN IS BROKEN! THE CROWD GOES INTO A FRENZY!

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!" Church yells in disbelief. "JAK ACTUALLY MANAGES TO GET HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE! AGAINST ALL ODDS, THIS AMAZING MATCH CONTINUES!"

"DAMMIT, WHAT DOES THE "KING OF THE WORLD" HAVE TO DO TO KEEP THIS SAINT DOWN?!" Sarge questioned angrily. "JAK SHOUD BE DONE FOR BY NOW! THIS IS NOT RIGHT!"

Scourge takes on a look of disbelief before he pounds his fists down on the ground in absolute anger. The hedgehog grabs his head quills, frustration beginning to consume him. Looking once again at the prone Jak, a disdainful growl made its way to Scourge's lips as he stood up and slowly backed into a corner, and once there, crouched down and began to egg Jak to get up. The crowd boos as they know what Scourge is setting up for!

"Uh oh, Scourge looks to settle things once and for all with the Spear!" Church called out.

"There's no way Jak will be able to survive if he gets hit with this!" Sarge pointed out. "Jak, kiss your ass goodbye!"

Jak slowly began to stir and manages to grab onto the ropes to help pull himself up, Scourge getting more and more antsy by the minute as he waits for Jak to turn around. Eventually, Jak manages to get to his feet and slowly turns around, and once he does, Scourge rushes at him, looking to hit the Spear! Jak, however, sidesteps Scourge and sends him crashing headfirst into the middle turnbuckle in a corner!

"No!" Sarge called out in despair. "Dammit, Jak sidestepped Scourge! This can't be happening!"

"It is!" Church replied. "Jak has created a chance here! He can do this! He can beat the former World Champ here and now!"

Jak takes a knee for a brief second as Scourge staggers backwards out of the corner in a daze before standing up, turning Scourge around and kicking him in the gut. He then took hold of Scourge and placed him in the suplex position, and the crowd goes absolutely nuts!

"Looks like it's Jakhammer time!" Church exclaimed.

"No!" Sarge replied in despair.

Jak lifted Scourge high up into the air, holding him upside down as the crowd's cheers getting ever louder. But just as he was about to deliver his finisher, Scourge suddenly flails his legs around in a wild manner, and surprisingly, he gets out of Jak's grasp and lands behind him to a chorus of boos. He immediately grabbed Jak in a waistlock and began pushing forward into a corner! But it's the same corner as the ref is in, and he's about to get crushed!

"Looks like its nighty-night for the ref!" Sarge called out.

But just before the ref got sandwhiched in the corner, Jak grabbed the ropes and stopped himself within less than an inch of the ref, basically trapping him. But wait…SCOURGE DROPS DOWN TO HIS KNEES AND DELIVERS A LOW BLOW FROM BEHIND!

"What the fuck?!" Church asked. "Scourge hits a damn low blow on Jak from behind! And dammit, the ref couldn't see it from the position he was in!"

"Ha, all is fair in love and war, Blue!" Sarge laughed.

The crowd goes crazy with boos as Jak holds his lower regions in pain at the sudden low blow! Scourge backs up quickly to the opposite corner and waits for Jak to turn around, and when he does, he rushes at him and nails a picture perfect Spear, dropping him to the mat!

"Dammit!" Church slammed his fists on the table. "Scourge hit the fuckin Spear! Don't tell me it's going to end like this!"

Scourge covers Jak and hooks the leg!

"Not this way! Not after such a great match!" Church protested.

"Jak, my boy…" Sarge began.

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"DAMMIT, NO!" Church yells.

2…

"NOT THIS WAY! NOT THIS WAY!" Church continued to yell.

3!

"You Just Got Sarge'd!" Sarge finished.

"DAMMIT, SCOURGE STEALS ONE!" Church shouts.

("Metalingus" by Alter Bridge)

"Here is your winner of the match, "The King of the World" Scourge the Hedgehog!"

The arena is absolutely deafening with boos, the loudest it's been since the beginning promo. Scourge weakly got off of Jak, and the ref helped him make his way back to his feet. Once in a standing position, the ref raised his hand in victory amidst a sea of boos, Scourge smirking arrogantly the whole time. Once the ref let go of his hand, Scourge made his way to the ropes, got on them and hanged off them, pointing to his head as if to show he just outsmarted his opponent.

"Dammit, I can't believe Scourge won the way he did!" Church growled angrily. "After what was a great match, I can't believe that was the ending we got, thanks to that opportunistic sshole! Scourge may be the worst of the worst when it comes to our roster."

"Hey, it isn't cheating if you don't get caught." Sarge retorted. "Scourge saw a chance to win and he took it! I would do the exact same thing in his shoes when fighting against you dirty Blues! So good for him!"

Scourge got off the ropes, and held his hand out for a microphone, and was eventually handed one from outside the ring, and stood over the fallen Jak.

"Oh dammit, don't tell me we're going to hear from this asshole…" Church groaned.

Scourge brought the microphone to his lips. "See what I just did? I just showed Jak here, and all of you, why I'm the King of the World, baby! I beat this guy's ass 1-2-3 in the middle of this ring, and showed why I'm the better than him and all of you! And most importantly, I just proved to you all why I'm going to win the Royal Rumble! I won the Rumble before, years ago, and I did it not by being strongest, the fastest, but by being the smartest, and that's exactly why I'm going to win again this year! No matter who's in that Rumble, whether they are Cloud, Sephiroth, Bowser, Naruto, or the freakin' Slenderman, I'm going to outsmart and outlast each and every last one of them, and win the Royal Rumble match for a second time! I will go on to main event Final Clash again, and win the World Title for a FIFTH TIME! I will show you all that I am the King of the World, and there is nothing anyone can do to stop me, so you all better learn to love it in the end! ALL HAIL THE KING, BABY!"

Scourge dropped the mic down to the ground as the crowd jeered at him merciless and chanted "Scourge Sucks! Scourge Sucks!"! Scourge just smirked evilly and held a rock sign above his head, saying "All hail the King, baby" before leaving the ring and heading up the rampway.

"Hot damn, Scourge is sure as hell fired up for the Royal Rumble Match!" Sarge proclaimed. "And dammit if he isn't a huge favorite to win! I'm calling it right now, Scourge will win the Rumble match for the second time!"

"I reluctantly admit that Scourge does have a great chance of pulling it off at Royal Reckoning." Church forcefully said. "And if he does win, then the UCA may be in very big trouble with this dickwad in the driver's seat!"

Jak turns over on his stomach, still holding his abdomen in pain as he glares at the retreating Scourge, who has stopped on the stage, and with an arrogant smirk, holds his hand above his head in rock signs, basking in his victory in the sea of boos that surround him before heading off through the curtain.

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A/N: Welcome everybody to the first chapter and week of the hottest new fiction wrestling organization, Universal Character Association! After being a fan of wrestling so long, and reading quite a few fiction wrestling fics, I have decided to take my own crack at a fiction wrestling organization! With help from fellow fiction wrestling authors, WWE-PG-Hater and toonwriter, I'm ready to give this a whirl no doubt!

I hope you enjoyed the first part of Week 1 of UCA, and I hope go to get more of the week done soon everyone! Be sure to leave a review, and to let others know about UCA!

Until next time!