Northern Carnage Wrestling: The Doomed Rejuvenation (2017)

by DXP

After NCW No Way Out 2016, NCW went on a year long hiatus leaving many to question if the company would ever return. On April 15th, 2017, those questions were answered with a new Pay-Per-View event. Along with the event came the dawn of a new era in NCW. Mature Rating for swearing and violence.

15. NCW International Insanity Part 1

A opening stroke of Beethoven's 5th on what sounds like two cellos suddenly starts a series of clips slowed in speed of the NCW Arena on the Prime after Rejuvenation. The frames are black and white and focus on Crash vs. Sokka. The commentary of the matches fades in and out before a still of Sokka booting the board of gusset plates into the face of the defiant bandicoot appears, with the noises of the shocked ground gasping following the three count.

"I Don't Believe It….." Joey Styles could be heard saying

Frames of Sokka gleefully holding the world championship up high as he had sent one of the company's most beloved names packing.

"You See This, This Signifies Ultimate Power!" We can hear Sokka decreeing as he is gathered around the entirety of the Three Rivers Syndicate the following week on Prime. "I Am The Heart And Soul Of This Company!"

The last still of Sokka in the midst of speaking revolves to the flip side, now focusing on the title picture on Electric which is initially far more pleasing. A run down of Tsubaki's first few weeks as champion are shown. The still images are of her matches with Sakura & Elena.

"To Prove Myself And Any Critic That I Deserve This Championship, I'll Defend It Each And Every Week!" a voice-over of Tsubaki could be heard over the stills.

In the background of the eloquent performance of a Beethoven piece, one could hear a second set of cellos almost mimicking electric guitars with a beat more consistent to rock then classical. The stills began to pulse with every beat as shots of Hiccup continually attempting to get Sokka's attention to challenge for the championship are purposefully ignored by the champion. As well as images of both Elena, Sakura & Selena all targeting Tsubaki over the weeks from the end of Rejuvenation to now.

The music finally swaps from classical to rock, still with the cellos as the main instruments. Now it's a head banging rendition of "Whole Lotta Love" ("Whole Lotta Love" by 2Cellos this version is). The images have now become video as we are shown clips of the rivalry between the Miyazaki Maidens & Sweet Diva. From their days in the old developmental of XW, through 6th edition of the FWAs where the pop idols costed the two naturalists the chance at winning Best of The Best, through the weeks of build on Electric.

The Prime equivalent, Frozen Asylum vs. Tucker & Danny, is then shown as the camera spins to the right. Video snippets of Tucker and Danny jumping the newly crowd two time champions with their belts.

"PHASE ONE….PHASE TWO….PHASE THREE…OF RESTORATION!" can be heard from the vocals of Tucker Foley.

We now focus on the path of terror Chris, Vaas, and Bill The Butcher are beginning to carve through the Prime Roster. Showing there reckless throwing of Steven Prazcek out of the luxury box in the NCW Arena and down into the crowd below. Chris consistently is kept in the shadows. Johnny is shown issuing the challenge for the Taipei Deathmatch. Johnny oozes confidences, its clear he thinks he can use Chris as a stepping stool and avenge the beatdown Chris gave to Jesse a few years prior in San Antonio.

We're given a quick rush through of the battle between Evelyn & The Houses, culminating in her beating Velvet to go on and have the right to challenge for the Spirit Championship.

"Soulless….Cold….Calculated…Blood Thirsty" Bennett's list of terrifying traits of Lucia Sycroin are heard as Evelyn grimaces, flashes of the carnage Lucia has thus caused are shown.

The cellos abruptly come to a stop as we are shown the gruesome scene in the ECW Arena a month ago as the Sophisticated Beauty orchestrate the near breaking of the neck of Sapphire Birch. The music is gone, the feed cuts just prior to the impact of the skull and mat and we only hear the horrified eruption of the crowd with Joey shouting "OH MY GOD!"…

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"I AM THE NEW DAMN DEAL!" We hear Renton shouting, the music returning with its bombastic nature. All four cellos are now at full blast, bows 9/10 chances shredded at this point as "Whole Lotta Love" resumes. Renton is seen posing with TV title and his precious lover Eureka. We phase to the WHOLE Damn Deal pacing around the ring.

"I Got The Support Of The World's Best Fanbase, I Got The Best Arsenal Of Wrestling Moves, I Got The Most Loving Woman On Earth, Why, Because I'm The Whole F***ing Deal!" Bolin decreed.

"I AM THE TEMPLATE FOR A STAR!" Renton's sound bit cuts in. "At International Insanity, I Will Meet You! At International Insanity I Will Beat You! At International Insanity I WILL REPLACE YOU!"

Focus shifts to the intensifying grudge Joan has for the newest NCW arrival, Pyrrha Nikos.

"I Am Saving This Company From Making The Same Mistake Again!" Joan shouted as a image of Pyrrha has a brief flash of a certain other female wrestler the company now despises that we won't mention.

"You've Run Your Mouth On People For Years. Everyone Beats You But You Just Keep Yapping. There Is Going To Come A Time That'll All End, And I'll Be The One To Do The Honors." Pyrrha decreed.

Back to the World Title Match we go. Flashes of the past of Hiccup, Sokka & Streak. The Extreme Alliance, The crossover with CXWE, Hiccup & Streak's title reign.

"I Thought We Were Suppose To Be The Gate Keepers Of This Company? We Were Going To Remain True To Its Word, Weren't We?" Hiccup asked.

"You Left Yourself Fall Into Obscurity." Sokka claimed.

"That's A Load Of Crap You Know It! I Didn't Turn Into A Judas Like You! I Looked To Other Oppurtunies, I Went To CEW, I Became Its Face, And I Become Its World Heavywe-"

The scene sharply cuts to last week when Sokka bodyslammed himself with a cross of gusset plates onto the back of Hiccup who rives in pain afterwards. We're shown the beatdown of Sokka's challenger, repeated shots with the gusset plate.

"YOU WANTED MY ATTENTION! YOU GOT MY F***ING ATTENTION! AND AFTER SUNDAY YOU'LL BE OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND!" Sokka shouted.

We're left with one final sound bite as everything goes to black. Oddly enough its from Selena Richardson.

"Everybody is simply…we're a cut above the rest. We're Not Simple….we're sophisticated."

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"I'm The One" by Jeff Williams's ft. Casey Lee Williams blasts into everyone's ears after the few moments of dead air. The logo for Outlast II, one of the sponsors for the show appears on a metallic background before the Turner Broadcasting logo follows on a similar before seeing the NCW logo. The screen keeps fading in and out with static while blue beams of light with metallic borders cross one another. The Blue X pulls back as scratchy text reads the Pay-Per-View's name.

"And Now Outlast II The Video Game, Turner Broadcasting, The Three Rivers Syndicate And Northern Carnage Wrestling Proudly Present NCW International Insanity!" The Narrator who is well….its DXP even though he's out storyline-wise.

(Static Transition)

The Camera Zooms Out As A Display Of Blue And White Pyro Erupts Along A X Pattern As The Explosions Echo Throughout The Building! After the pyro settles and the smoke begins to cloud the environment, the lights of the building come on to reveal large X made up of three parts. Two outlining light bars (illuminating blue) and a center inner light bar (illuminating white). All three are presently blue while a black canvas is draped behind the X and the few empty seats occupied by equipment. Along With Two Screens, one on each side of the X. The ramp leads through a massive curtain behind the stage and remains on a parallel path to the ring. The ring itself has gone from the eye sore independent circuit appearance to something far more appealing. The canvas has gone pitch black with the white International Insanity logo sewn into the ring. The ropes have been wrapped in contrasting white. Gone are the days of three individual buckles per corner, in are the days of the complete rectangular pad similar to the likes of NJPW. One is red, the opposite corner blue, with the remaining two buckles black with the NCW logo in white. The aprons were primarily black but with the bright white spelling of "International Insanity" etched in purposely digital distorted font on each of the four aprons. The narrow ringside area was bordered on the inside by the ring and on the outside by black steel barricades with plastic banners with the logos of the shows advertisers, Prime, Electric, NCW, International Insanity and the SSE Hydro. Speaking of the Hydro, the smoke of the pyro began to roll over the near 10,000 that were packed inside and with the bright house lights shining down.

"10,543. That is the all-time attendance record in NCW History. And it was just set moments ago here at the SSE Hydro. Hello everybody, I'm Joey Styles joined by the Nostalgia Critic and Bennett The Sage. It's 2 in the states but pushing eight o'clock here in Glasgow, Scotland. This is International Insanity!" Joey declared. "Tonight you will see the unlikeliest of challengers, Hiccup Haddock, put his NCW career on the line much like Crash Bandicoot did back in May as he attempts to pry the NCW World Heavyweight Championship out of the clutches of the Three River Syndicate's Sokka."

"But For On MY Brand, Selena Richardson at long last will WIN the NCW World Women's Championship when she crushes the swine that is Tsubaki Nakatsukasa!" Bennett decreed.

"Well that's all swell Bennett but remember….we got the makings of Match of the Year. It's Whole Damn Deal vs. New Damn Deal, Renton Thurston puts his NCW Television Championship against a man he p***ed off a year ago at No Way Out 2016, Bolin!" Critic announced.

"And for the first time in NCW History, you will witness a Taipei Deathmatch…..all I can say is….Johnny, I hope you know what the hell you're doing." Joey worryingly stated.

"Well, we'll get to Johnny's execution eventually so hold you horses. But first…ladies and gentlemen watching at home, it is now time to contact your Pay-Per-View provider for NCW's complementary earplugs." Critic sarcastically said, his humorous tone quickly being replaced by honest horror.

Joan Rivera vs. Pyrrha Nikos

"Your Opening Contest For International Insanity Is A Electric Singles Bout Scheduled For One Fall…(Crowd: ONE FALL!)… With A Fifteen Minute Time Limit! Your Referee In Charge Pee Wee Moore!" Holo announces, the 10,000 fans in the Hydro hissing in disgust of the referee.

The house lights were scaled down to their lowest setting while the giant X that made up the stage gradually began to turn crimson. There were a few occasional white flashes bounce of the black curtain behind the stage….

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Duh, Duh

[I'm Off The Chain]

[Time To Go Against The Grain]

A conglomeration of guitars and synths screech!

DUH, DUH

[I'm Off The Chain!]

[Never Gonna Be The Saaaaaaaaammmmmmmmeee!]

The vocals of Serg Salinas ricochet off the walls of the Hydro, with the crowd unanimously given a response of low toned vocals. A lone white spotlight pierces through the crimson hue and down upon the ramp; right where the Gamer Champ appears, with Maxine Bordeaux in front and Remi in tow holding the GameGen2.0 flag. Although the Bordeaux sisters looked miserable, Joan was far more mentally in sync. The mere sight of Joan cranked the volume of the derisions to an even higher platform.

"Joan's been here for the bulk of the company's history. She spent her early days on the top of the podium with the World Women's title. She's so comfortable with the one having all the stardom. But in recent weeks has grown hostile to the new arrivals, namely Pyrrha, who have a very good chance of leaving her high and dry." Joey stated as Joan marched to the squared circle.

"Well I'm glad to see biased commentary is still the norm." Bennett muttered.

"Well sorry for the fact Joan, who has accomplished more than most have in NCW, is still always miserable and ruins everyone else's attitude around her just because she can't have the belt all the time." Was the reply of the ECW play-by-play.

"Your blinded my fake news. She's protecting Electric from another ego trip." Bennett declared.

"You got to be kidding…" Critic deadpanned at hearing this.

"What, you know it to be true!" Bennett proclaimed.

"Joey….I greatly apologize for having to deal with this otaku on Thursdays." Critic said in a honest manner.

"Yeah because hearing that come from you helps so much on Saturdays." Joey grumbled.

As the trio bickered after being on the air for only five minutes a the most, the music died down as the flag was rolled up and the Bordeauxes headed to the outside while Joan leaned back in the corner that matched the color of her ring gear.

"GO F*** JONATHAN! GO F*** JONATHAN! GO F*** JONATHAN!" The heckles had already commenced.

The opening symbols clash of 'Invasion' by Christian Poulet and Jean-Yves Rigo bombarded out of the audio system of the SSE Hydro. The electronic X swapped blue for gold, the camera fixed to the newly acquired drone panned toward one of the two titantrons which displayed the name of the arriving wrestler. After a few moments the titantron faded to a shot backstage focused on the side of dark brown boots, then raising up to follow alongside the Invincible Girl in full picture as she marches through the gorilla position.

Fading back to the interior of the venue, a wall of golden sparks shoot up from underneath the ramp just below the giant X. The gold fountain rises, peaks, then plummets just as Pyrrha Nikos steps out into the Hydro. A fairly noisy pop filtered with those wanting to just be in the minority is heard as the Invincible Girl heads across the runway style ramp toward the black and white squared circle.

"Making her debut at Rejuvenation-" Joey began.

"Wait, what about that Electric after No Way O-" Bennet questioned.

"SSSSH….retconned" Critic hushed Bennett.

"…So Christa then never made her main roster de-"

"SSSSSSSSSSSSSH…..Ret...Conned!"

"….as I was saying, making her debut at Rejuvenation. Pyrrha has found Joan to a be thorn in her side from then on. She cost her chance to win the world women's title in her first night in the battle royale. And since then Pyrrha has to have dealt with Joan wasting the potential of the Bordeaux. She's turned them into cannon fodder." Joey continues.

"Cannon Fodder? She's training them how to scale to the top of the mountain." Bennett argued.

"Oh, so throwing them at your problems is scaling to the top?" Critic asked.

"Can you two PLEASE not interrupt!" Joey shouted.

"Welcome to International Insanity, Joey. It's in the title." Critic declared.

Pyrhha's near perfect entrance was interrupted by the need of having to scale steps from the ramp down to the floor where she paces around the commentator's table & time keepers table before at last entering the ring. Joan quickly retreats further into the red corner as Pyrrha takes a dominant stance in the center of the ring as the music fades to the soundtrack of the Glasgow audience.

"Introducing first, wrestling out of the red corner, she weighed in tonight at 124 lbs. Hailing from El Paso, Texas, this is the 'Gamer Champ' Joan Rivera." Holo announced to the predictable chorus of boos, with Joan and Holo glaring at one another, bad blood still boiling between the two.

"Well, at least she's guaranteed one of the loudest crowd reactions anywhere she goes." Joey quips.

"And her opponent. Wrestling out of the blue corner, she weighed in tonight at 125 lbs. From The Kingdom of Vale, the 'Invincible Girl', This Is Pyrrha Nikos!" Holo announced to an equally loud crowd response like Joan, only it was 110% upbeat.

The bell dinged thrice, with the hard camera zooming in on the squared circle, ramp running to the right off camera. A static bar stretched acrossed the lower end of the screen for a few moments revealing the tale of the tape of the two in blue. It soon closed in on itself giving a view of the ring that was mostly unobstructed.

"F** HER UP, PYRRHA, F*** HER UP! F*** HER UP, PYRRHA, F*** HER UP!" The crowd immediately commenced as Joan grimaced. Pyrrha was stationary a few feet in front of the blue corner awaiting to receive some form of grapple from the Gamer Champ.

Joan goes for the collar elbow tie-up, the two wrestlers shift into the center of the ring but soon Joan break away and retreats back to the corner. Fiddling with the wrist for a moment, Joan rushes back toward Pyrrha and again tries to go for the collar elbow-tie up but once more breaks free.

"Joan looks to be struggling with locking the wrists with Pyrrha." Joey observed.

"Well who knows how much that armor of his ways!" Bennett exclaimed.

"Armor-She's wearing freaking Opera Gloves Sage!" Critic pointed out.

Joan was frustrated about something, her mind elsewhere as again she tried to go for the tie up and again retracted. That's when she called for the microphone from Holo, Pee Wee Moore & Pyrrha equally dumbfounded to what was going on.

"JUST….I Can't Figure It Out…What Does Your Name Even Mean!?" Joan asked to the confusion of everyone in the building.

"…huh?" Joey asked confusingly.

"…Yeah, what does her name even mean? I am oddly curious to know this answer." Critic responded, just running along with whatever was happening.

"My name?" Pyrrha reiterated, Joan now holding the microphone to her.

"Yes, your name. Pyrrhic Victory, Polarity, Achilles, what, does it mean?" Joan asked.

"…..It's just Pyr-"

BAM! MICROPHONE TO THE HEAD! The impact echoed through the audio system of the Hydro as the crowd booed over it. Joan was down on top of her with a Lou Thesz Press and began swatting away at her head, microphone still in hand. After a few punches, she went with using the actual microphone, washing Pyrrha's face repeatedly with it as the shots were heard easily.

"Joan suckers in Pyrrha!" Joey exclaims.

"Why ain't I surprised…" Critic mumbled.

"I See Blood, I Think I See Blood!" Bennett shouted.

"We'll You Couldn't Tell With The Hair Color Both Have!" Critic claimed as Pee Wee began to try to separate Joan away from Pyrrha. Joan finally broke, if only for a moment to shove the microphone into the chest of the referee before pulling up Pyrrha, whipping her across the ring before cutting her in two with the high knee. The Invincible Girl flipping over and careening back first on the canvas; tiny cuts in the skin allowing bits of blood to seep up above the corner of her eye.

There would be no rest for Pyrrha, as Joan quickly weaved her up into an abdominal stretch. The crowd booed, but the chants had now faded into the mob.

"COME ON! WHEERE YOUR DAMN CHANTS NOW, GLASGOW!? ANYONE GOT ANYTHING!? I THOUGHT WE SOLD THIS PLACE OUT!" Joan shouted out to the crowd, continually pulling, giving slack, pulling, giving slack, pulling on the neck of the Invincible Girl.

"Joan dominating Pyrrha in the center of the ring, abdominal stretch already applied." Joey said in a bit of shock.

"Wait, she's shifting." Bennett pointed out.

But soon, Pyrrha managed to get her leg freed that had been hooked behind Joan's. Joan began to lose her footing and soon Pyrrha managed to press the Gamer Champ back into a corner. A couple forearm shots to the gut followed before Joan is the one to find herself laid out in the center of the ring with an over-the-shoulder hiptoss.

"And roles reversed, hiptoss to Joan. Now maybe we can return to our scheduled beatdown of Joan." Critic decreed.

Joan was quick to sit up, only to take a kick to the spine that drops her face first onto the black canvas. Pyrrha quickly snags her up and throws her back into the corner. Intially heaped over, Joan raises her back against the buckler pad…

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And eats a baseball slide kick, her body being compressed more so then before do to the fact the buckle now covers the entire corner!

Pyrrha was going to pull Joan into some type of suplex, but it was only thanks to her two rookies once again implementing themselves in a match. For better or for worse, they plucked the Gamer Champ from under the ropes and out to the floor.

"And those Damn Bordeauxes again, being mindless puppets for Joan." Joey grumbled as they pulled Joan further and further from the ring.

"PYRRHA'S GONNA KILL YOU! PYRRHA'S GONNA KILL YOU! PYRRHA'S GONNA KILL YOU!" The crowd commenced to hollering at Joan. The Bordeaux's were wrapped around her, trying to get as far away from the ring but having difficulty doing so do the narrow opening between ring and barricade, made worse when your around the commentator or time keeper's table….

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AND JOAN SHOVES THE DUO IN FRONT OF HER AS SHE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY ONTO THE RAMP AS PYRRHA COMES CRASHING DOWN OFF THE TOP OF THE CORNER!
"SPRINGBOARD CORNER PLANCHA!" Joey exclaims, exaggerating the pronunciation of the last word as GameGen2.0 are levelled.

"CHRIST! She Nearly Took Me Out Of My Chair! WATCH WHERE YOU CRASHING AND BURNING!" Critic shouted over for the spot had occurred inches away from the commentary position.

Cutting to the cameraman angle behind the three smucks (Joey, Bennet & Critic), we're focused on Pyrrha whose pulling herself back up thanks to the barricade. Crowd leaning over the guard rail on all side, chaotic scene while Pyrrha whips her hair…

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AND HAS HER SPINE ARCHED OVER THE STEEL THANKS TO JOAN RUNNING AND JUMPING OFF THE ELEVATED RAMP WITH A DIVING CROSSBODY!
"Platformer Leap! OH MY GOD, PYRRHA BENT IN HALF!" Joey shouts.

"FIGHT IN THE CROWD!" someone could be heart bellowing into the mic on top of the camera, but there request would not be met as Joan snags Pyrrha by her long red hair and instead smacks her head off of the commentary table before continuing to corral her further down the line.

"Yeah, Get Away From Here! We'd Like To Have The Table For The Bulk Of The Night!" Bennett shouted, primarily toward the two as Joan began to get some running speed and whipped the Invincible Girl back first into the barricade.

No rest for the weary, Pyrrha quickly was whipped from barricade into ring post face first before being returned to the ring. Joan continued to be on the outside, rounding the post and passing by the time keeper's table. She paused as she passed the time keeper's table, and then snagged the microphone AGAIN (Pee Wee had returned it to Holo & Stephen).

"COME ON F***ERS, GET YOUR CHANTS GOING! COME ON! BE THE MINDLESS SHEEP AND CHEER FOR THE OPRESSOR!" Joan shouted at the audience, throwing the microphone on the table before rushing back into the ring and delivering a knee to the side of the head.

Joan again tries to tear away at the abominable muscles with the abdominal stretch. Over and over the Gamer champ tugs on Pyrrha's left arm as if it was a lever, trying to stretch her out more and more. The Invincible Girl continues to struggle to free herself, aiming to pull away from Joan but all she manages to do is begin to gradually revolve in a circle with Joan far from letting go. Pyrrha tries her best to rush back toward the corner, hoping that squashing her between herself and the turnbuckle will break the hold.

Joan jumps aside, having to let go of her grasp. Rather she snags the head and rushes forward. Pyrrha goes face first into the dead center of the ring, right on the logo in the center of the ring.

The Rater-M Superstar singled out Pyrrha's left arm, clasping it between her legs before reaching for the other arm and soon had her opponent locked into a scissors armbar. Pyrrha frantically tried to roll over; hoping doing so would break the vise-like grip. Within moments it was obvious the pressure on the shoulder was spreading pain all throughout her body. Unable to get her off, Pyrrha instead began reaching out toward the ropes with her legs. She was able to wiggle her way just ever so slightly, but it was close enough to get the tip of her boot onto the bottom rope to force the break.

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Joan raised both hands, giving a sarcastic look at Pee Wee like she didn't know about the rope break. She shimmied away on her knees before backing up on her feet. Pyrrha let out a cough, having the armbar applied had compressed her shoulders and torso. Only her right arm would rise, left one temporarily out of action. She began to pull herself back to her feet BUT WAS DROPPED BACK DOWN WITH A PLETHORA OF KNEES AND FISTS FROM JOAN! Pinned Against The Ropes And Putting Her Forearms Up To Try And Have Some Protection But To No Avail!

"Will You PLEASE Get Her Under Control, Moore!" Joey shouted.

"If you think you can do a better job than him, then by all means, Joey. We can use with one less voice." Bennett snapped back.

Moore now butts his way between the two, and tries his best to get Joan far away from Pyrrha. Crowd is hissing at Joan; contrasting with the humorous chants of "LET'S GO PEE WEE! LET'S GO PEE WEE! LET'S GO PEE WEE!"

Joan quickly steps to the other edge of the ring, beginning to jump around and throwing false punches like she's in some sort of boxing match.

"What, she using here WII U Boxing skills?" Critic quipped.

"WE'RE WAITING MISS INVINICBLE!" Joan shouted at the dazed Pyrrha who was somewhat bent over with her hip resting against the ropes.

Joan grew restless, Pyrrha of course not going to go after the Gamer Champ while still weak. Joan instead rushes toward her, boot out for a bicycle kick over the ropes but instead finds herself only kicking air and her leg drooping down over the middle rope.

Pyrrha had bolted out of the way and found herself on the canvas when Joan crashed into the ropes, and quickly too advantage. She snagged the Gamer Champ's head with her good right arm and pulled away from the ropes, Joan falling the short distance against the stiff mat with the Snap Rolling Neckbreaker.

Joan rolls slightly toward the ropes, hoping to gain protection from her human meat shields on the outside. But Pyrrha lunges after her, gaining hold of the leg and trying to go for her signature kneebar!

"KNEEBAR, KNEEBAR! Pyrrha's Going To Proof Joan Wrong In Quick Time!" Joey exclaims but fear almost immediately took hold of Joan, who was able to lunge at the ropes and pull herself to the outside and away from Pyrrha's grasp.

"Like A Fish Out Of Water!" Critic shouted as Joan flopped down to the floor, now at the lower right hand corner of the hard camera.

"HEY JOAN! HEY JOAAAAAAAAAAAAAN! YOUR F***ING S***! AND SO ARE YOUR WHORES! YOUR F****ING S***! AND SO ARE YOUR WHORES! YOUR F***ING S***! AND SO ARE YOUR WHORES! HEY JOAN! HEY JOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN! YOUR F*** S***! AND SO ARE YOUR WHORES!" The crowd was bellowing at the triad congregating outside of the ring, with the Bordeaux sisters who already did not want to be at this show are even given more reason to hate this night.

"Well…there are your chants, Joan." Critic deadpanned.

"….Look Out, LOOK OUT!" Joey exclaimed…

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AS PYRRHA AGAIN HURLED HERSELF OVER THE TOP ROPE, A PLANCHA THAT THIS TIME TAKES OUT ALL THREE OF THE GAMER GENRATION TO THE DELIGHT OF GLASGOW!

"OH MY GOD!" Joey bellowed. "A Second Corner Springboard Plancha, This Time All Three Are Down!"

Although Pyrrha was noticeably favoring her left shoulder as she got to her feet, she no less ensured to beat the daylights out of Joan by whipping her skull first against the ring post. Everyone within the building was capable of hearing the sickening shot.

Joan is forcibly rolled back into the ring, Pyrrha sliding under the bottom white rope and goes for a cover.

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But Joan Predictably Gets The Shoulder Up As Holo's voice briefly updated the audience.

"5 Minutes Have Transpired, 5 Minutes."

But Pyrrha was unfazed by her opponent kicking out, instead tying up the head of the Gamer Champ into a face lock and spiking her down upon the canvas with a bit of a twist.

"Front Facelock STO!" Joey enlightens those watching from their homes.

Pyrrha swaps the head for the arm, plucking Joan off the canvas and whipping her into lower left hand corner of the ring (in terms of the hard camera).

"PYRRHA, PYRRHA! PYRRHA, PYRRHA! PYRRHA, PYRRHA! PYRHHA, PYRRHA! NIKOS, OH NIKOS, OH NIKOS, OH NIKOS, OH NIKOS, NIKOS! PYRRHA, PYRRHA!" The crowd commenced to chant, with the Invincible Girl pausing and for the first time in her NCW career actually soaking in the chants.

Pyrrha, now with confidence of the crowd backing her, rushing toward the cornered Joan…

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WHO DOGES A BULLET AND TRIPS UP PYRRHA WHO IS SENT NOSE FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE PAD!

"The Akoúo̱ Assail Is Avoided!" Joey exclaims.

"She might have broken her nose, Styles!" Bennett pointed out.

But there was no time to worry is said nose was now crooked or not, for Joan went immediately at the left shoulder and arm and pulled Pyrrha down to the canvas. She pinned down the arm as long a possibly before in a second letting go, jumping, then falling knees first onto the left shoulder!

"She Found The Weak Point!" Critic shouted, bit frustrated at seeing Joan gain the upperhand.

"Tweaked earlier in the scissored armbar, Joan targeting the left shoulder." Joey pointed out as now it was a round of stomps dropping on the shoulder, Pyrrha crying out in pain louder and louder with each stomp. Boos ring out as the Gamer Champ takes control of the left arm completely with a arm drag while pulling Pyrrha into the center o the ring.

"She Might Pop That Arm Out Of Its Socket If She Keeps It Up!" Joey exclaims.

"Well obviously Joey, why do you got to spoil her wonderful plans?" Bennet pouted.

"Because she's the most unbearable person to be around!" Joey snapped back, all the while Joan grabbed hld of Joan with a facelock.

"She's going for the…I think…"Joey stuttered…

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"2K Suplex Special!"

The vertical suplex into the brainbuster rattled the ring as much as it rattled the brains of Pyrrha, with the crowd hating every moment of it. Joan made sure to hook the legs when she went for the pin.

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2.785 but Pyrrha managed to kickout!

"But the Invincible Girl is still alive!" Joey declares as the crowd is ecstatic for the kickout.

But the happiness of the crowd is short lived, as Joan locks on a head-hold wrist lock.

"She's going for Game Over!" Critic exclaimed. "She's locks it in then we're going to have 10,000 miserable Weegies!"

But Pyrrha has enough sense and get her legs as far from Joan as possible before she could grab them. She had them as far away from the Gamer Champ, but the wristlock on the left arm was still in place. She began to wrench at the wrist, turning Pyrrha completely on her stomach and pressing the wrist down into her spine!

"YOUR S***! AND YOU KNOW YOU ARE, YOU'RE S***! AND YOU KNOW YOU ARE!" The crowd shouted at Joan in frustration.

Now came the targeting of each finger of the left hand, as Joan pried and pulled at each one. At least twice the pain was so much Pyrrha smacked the canvas with the fist that her right hand had curled up into. But she was soon able to use her good right arm has leverage. She began to push back on Joan further and further, hoping to break the painful wristlock. With a fourth thrust, she managed to completely roll over on top of Joan. Clearly the Rater M-Superstar had not anticipated this for both shoulders were down!

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"She's going for it again!" Critic exclaimed.

"Pyrrha Gotta Find A Away Out Of This Now!" Joey desperately stated

"How, Joey, How?" Bennett asked.

Pyrrha again used her good righ arm to push herself back over ontop of Joan. But if anything tis allowed it easier for Joan to tug at the arm and was beginning to choke the Invincible Girl out with her our left arm!

"SHE GOT IT IN! GAME OVER!" Bennett exclaimed.

"Not Quite, The Legs Aren't Secured!" Joey pointed out as the crowd was white knuckled seeing what was going to result of this predicament.

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"AND SHE'S SAVE!" Joey happily declared, the crowd applauding with claps and cheers.

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AND GETS ASSAULTED BY THE BORDEAUXES WHO YANK AT HER ARMS AND ATTEMPT TO TIE HER UP IN THE ROPES!

"And The Bordeaux Sisters Being Used Again! They Got To Know There Being Used!" Joey shouted as the crowd booed at the interference being ignored by Moore who is still arguing with Joan.

Pyrrha tries fighting with her right arm but Maxine twisted on her left, pain shooting through Pyrrha's veins and temporarily neutralizing her.

"TURN AROUND! TURN AROUND! TURN AROUND MOORE! TURN AROUND! TURN AROUND! TURN AROUND MOORE!" The crowd chanted at the referee.

Joan assumed Pyrrha was softened up enough and rushed the length of the ring (Moore had backed her across in their argument) and went for a running kick BUT PYRRHA PULLED REMI DOWN IN FRONT OF HER AS A SHIELD! BAM! KICK TO THE BACK OF THE SKULL!

"Remi, You Idiot!" Bennett shouted.

"Pyrrha Hasn't Been Totaled Just Yet!" Joey exclaims as Maxine lets her go, more worried about her sister who she pulls out of harm's way and out to the floor.

"YOU F***ED UP! YOU F***ED UP! YOU F***ED UP!" The crowd chanted, both at the Bordeauxes and Joan who was now having to block various forearms from Pyrrha. But the hook kick drops Joan down to her knees. It's far from the over, however, as Joan is tossed to the upper left hand corner of the squared circle with a belly-to-belly suplex!

"Pyrrha launches Joan with the belly-to-belly!" Joey shouts as the crowd's volume continues to climb.

With the entirety of the ring unobstructed, the Invincible Girl gets a full head of steam and skids into the corner with the slide kick that connects to the cornered Joan.

"Baseball Slide!" Joey describes. "She's quick to lock the hand!"

Indeed she had Joan's hand caught as she throws Joan over her shoulder with an arm drag. But Joan was still showing some fight, kipping up and attempting to deck who she claims is the 'Trojan Horse of NCW'. But Pyrrha is quick enough to duck and whips Joan into the ropes. Joan rushed back across the ring and TAKES THE SPINGBOARD ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE CHEST!

"Burning Chest!" Joey exclaims.

"Her chest can't burn, she got a black heart!" Critic decreed about Joan.

"And you got a goat's wail, your point?" Bennett asked.

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"Dammit." Critic grumbled as the crowd excitement waivered for a moment.

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"Swaps Milo For The Achilles!" Joey exclaims as the crowd jumps for joy.

"TAP, JO, TAP! TAP, JO, TAP! TAP, JO, TAP!" The crowd shrieked on repeat.

Joan was frantic; she thought she has the lid sealed on Pyrrha's momentum; she thought she had exemplified her opinion of Pyrrha being a Trojan Horse that would ruin the women's division. But now here she was, caught off guard and now having her leg and most importantly her Achilles being shredded by her battered opponent. She was far from the ropes, no way to gain a rope break. Flailing around but with no sign of escape. The one thing she could do was try to grab hold of her legs and hope that by sitting up some of the pain would be relieved. But her first two attempts she came up short and dropped her back to the canvas. Her third attempt succeeded and with all her might she actually grabbed hold of one of her boots. She was slipping fast, however, and desperately threw a solid fist that hit the target and therefore gave slack to the submission. How she was able to be completely on top of Pyrrha and hammered away with forearms that Pyrrha didn't block do to try and salvage the hold. She managed to get the arms up to block the rest of the shots but the little cuts in her head from the microphone shot at the start of the match were now beginning to be formed into one large gash.

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SO SHE WENT BACK TO THE LEFT ARM OF PYRRHA, LOOKING TO LOCK INTO THE FINAL FORM OF THE RED RING OF DEATH!
"BUT JOAN'S BACK ON THE LEFT SHOULDER!" Joey exclaims.

"ARMBAR, ARMBAR WITH THE HEADSCISSORS!" Bennett exclaimed.

But problems arise for Joan from the start. First of all, her weakened legs made the headscissors only a aesthetic touch and Pyrrha could easily get out of it. A roll down on Joan turns the submission into a pin…

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Pyrrha shoots up to her knees, with Joan next to follow who delivers a hard punch to the jaw with boos ringing out in the SSE Hydro. Pyrrha bobs back before firing in retaliation with a punch of her own that gets cheers.

But Joan's response is far more disgusting; slap to the face that briefly drops Pyrrha's head.

"You Hear How Loud That Slap Was!" Joey exclaimed as Joan was back to her feet, although she was wobbly and started to return fire with a weak series of kicks as part of her Shoot 'Em Up maneuver. But the Achilles lock has done its damage and her shoot kicks are clearly having more effect on Joan rather than Pyrrha who is able to doge the roundhouse kick. Pyrrha hooks the left leg of Joan, pressing her head against her stomach and drops back with the Olympic Slam!

"Olympic Slam! Pyrrha's Keeping The Head Locked!" Joey adds as she stands back to her feet, having Joan's head tucked under her arm and plants her skull into the canvas with Cross Polarity V1 (Rolling Cutter)!

"Skull Spiked, Joan's World Is Pitch Dark!" Critic declares as Pyrrha rolls Joan into perfect position for the cover.

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"Hold Up, What Is Maxine Doing?" Bennett asked, the crowd hissed as Moore grabbed hold of the chair and began to yell at Maxine who was trying to tug back the metallic object. Pyrrha got up to a knee, confused initially as to why the count was stopped before noticing the commotion occurring the ramp. Maxine trying to get her weapon back.

But both wrestler and official had their backs turned to the opposite end of the ring, as the somewhat groggy Remi was on a knee outside of the ring but managed to slide something toward Joan.

"Wait, Remi sliding something dark to Joan." Joey describes, even he can't make it out.

"Its That Signature Game Controller Of Hers!" Critic exclaimed.

"YES! She's Going To Send That Gender Bent Achilles To Dreamworld!" Bennett declared.

"She's going to send her to the hospital with a damn concussion, that's what!" Joey snapped back.

To be accurate, it was a Dual Shock for the PS4. When Joan saw it slide into her hand, wheels began to turn. She found the last of the strength she needed to get back to her feet for one final time in this match. Referee distracted, Pyrrha distracted she raced toward the Invincible Girl…

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WHO SWERVES AND THE GAME CONTROLLER FRACTURES AT THE HANDLE WHEN IT STRIKES MAXINE DIRECTLY IN THE FACE!

"OH MY GOD!" Joey exclaimed.

Joan froze in her tracks, seeing one of her 'students' falling down onto the ramp, head snapping off of it as blood was for sure rising on her cheek. The destroyed controller still in hand as Moore snatches it away from her.

"YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!" The crowd chants on repeat…

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AS PYRRHA DRAGS JOAN DOWN TO THE MAT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING AND APPLIES THE ACHILLES LOCK FOR A SECOND TIME!

"ACHILLES LOCK! ACHILLES LOCK!" Critic shrieks.

"NO!...NO! DON'T TAP JOAN! DON'T TAP!" Bennett yells as the crowd is chanting otherwise…

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"PYRRHA SUBMITS THE GAMER CHAMP!" Joey alls, for sure to go on some sort of highlight reel months from now.

"Fluke, FLUKE!" Bennett cries out.

"Thank god! I'll take RWBY generics over screaming Piper-wanna be any day." Critic claims.

"You're Winner Of The Contest At 10:04, Pyrrha Nikos!" Holo announces, fans delighted to hear the official decision.

Pyrrha relinquished the hold at the sound of the winning bell, rolling back toward the corner and resting her head upon the blue corner pad. Up close, we notice the scrap that turned into a cut that become a small gash above the eye, blood the same shade of her hair pooling up but not dripping. After gaining her composure, her right hand clung to the top rope and brought her back to a vertical stance. She groggily stumbled to the center of the ring, with Moore raising her right arm in victory, with left arm having gone limp.

"Joan has been silenced by the Invincible Girl. Pyrrha Nikos has established herself in the company. Joan Rivera is out of sight, out of mind. Pyrrha can aim her focus at developing her legacy in the company." Joey decreed.

"How does this silence Joan? She's still right dammit! Watch it! Pyrrha is going to get on a ego trip and place Electric in a reign of terror if she would ever gain a championship. It certainly won't be tag team gold. Nobody in there right mind would team with a Trojan Horse like her." Bennett claimed.

"What is this Trojan Horse crap, anyways?" Joey snapped back.

"She comes in all nice and sweet, wins the crowd over…..then she manhandles control of the roster. Just like Ko-"

"WHO?" Critic abruptly cut in.

Pyrrha weaved through the ropes stepping out to the ramp and began her victory stroll to the back. Left arm hanging without any control, she lifts just right before turning her back to the crowd. Leaving behind the 10,000 fans who have now been officially won over by her and a disorientated foe.

Joan had her hands glued to her foot, which that along with the leg had been completely torn to shreds by the two Achilles Locks that had occurred in the 10 minute contest. She throws herself against the ropes on the bottom set of ropes positioned with the hard camera. Battered, Exhausted, and for sure fuming about the loss; attention shifts toward the Bordeaux Sisters gathered along the apron below the red corner. Maxine was favoring her face, blood seeping from the jagged cuts formed by the controller shot.

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AS JOAN IS LEVELED FROM BEHIND BY A SIX FOOT BLACK HAIRED WOMAN WHO EXECUTES A BUZZSAW KICK!

"WHAT ON EARTH, WHO IS!?" Joey asked.

"THAT'S RENA WILLIAMS!" Critic exclaimed.

"WHO?" Bennett asked, completely lost as to what is transpiring.

"I THOUGHT SHE LEFT!" Joey shouted.

"I HEARD RUMORS SHE WENT TO WRESTLE IN PROGRESS OR ICW, APPARENTLY THOSE RUMORS HAVE JUST BEEN CONFIRMED!" Critic exclaims.

Rena Williams, a former member of the original Gamer Generation along with Joan & Knives Chu. Back in a NCW ring for the first time in nearly four years, and looking into the eyes of her replacements; GameGen2.0. Rena looked down at the fallen Gamer Champ, before plucking her back up and grapevines both arms.

"TAKE YOUR SHOTS!" Rena ordered at the two Canadians who initially remained idel on the ring apron…

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BEFORE GIVING FAREWELL WAVES TO JOAN, THEN KNOCKING HER OUT COLD WITH DUAL SUPERKICKS!
"SUPAKICK!" Critic sings.

"WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!" Glasgow began to chant as Rena & The Bordeauxes joined in on a stomp fest on Joan. Pee Wee Moore remained idle because frankly he was tired of Joan and her antics during the match. After what probably seemed like an eternity for the Gamer Champ she was tossed up high in the air and left to crash into the center of the canvas in a funky manner; for sure bruising some area on her body.

"SUCH HORROR!" Bennett cried out.

"SUCH DELIGHT!" Critic snapped back.

The stomp fest continued after the toss, but now multiple officials were racing down to the ring and Moore had to join in on breaking up the beat down. The crowd commenced to boo, as Rena and her new allies were forcibly parted from their common enemy. Rena got one final stomp right on the back of the neck before being pushed out onto the ramp, and Maxine was heard shouting something that was inaudible at the fallen Gamer Champ.

The ring was soon cleared of the trio, now apparently with Rena Williams as the new leader. Referees began to usher them to the back while Joan was allowed to snake her way out to the floor and make a slow crawl back to a stance.

"NA NA NA Na Na, NA NA Na Na Na, Hey, Hey- GET THE F*** OUT! NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY, HEY- GET THE F*** UT!" The crowd shouted at Joan as she made her disorderly stumble to the back.

"...Rena Williams is back in NCW...APPARENTLY! I'm assuming. Why else would she have been here tonight?" Joey asked.

"Well, a little birdy told me before the show that she had been wrestling here in the UK since she left the company...maybe its a one off thing?" Critic asked.

"Well, maybe FINALLY the Bordeauxes will get what they have long deserve. Maybe Rena will be the key to getting them tag team gold." Bennett declared.

The audio of the arena continued, but we faded to a pre-taped clip outside the SSE Hydro this afternoon. A shiny black car pulled into one of the cargo bays of the arena, and stepping out in a lavishing dress was Selena Richardson. She was followed by Sweet Diva, who together wore matching Berserk Gym jackets. They were talking some sort of motivation between the three but whatever it was its inaudible. There was a delay in the building before this same clip was shown on the titantron and shockingly there was a massive pop (possibly for just Selena, highly doubt for Sweet Diva).

"Speaking of tag teams. Sweet Diva, flanking the challenger for the Women's Champion, will be looking to make history by becoming the first ever 2 time Women's World Tag Team Champions in NCW." Joey added as the screen faded again, this time its a pre-tape segment of Nausicaa in her locker room. She does a few shadow punches before stopping to look at the arrival of her tag team partner. Nausicaa was plain and looking to focus on the straight up fight, but San has decked herself out entirely in her iconic red and white wolf mask and fur pelts. The sight of which gains another resounding cheer from the Glasgow crowd.

"And there opponents. The most unlikely of tag teams." Joey states.

"Its San and Sweet Diva in a handicap match for the belts." Bennett declared, purposefully skipping over Nausicaa.

"...You mean San & na-"

"Who?"

X-Virus vs. Hernan Ortiz © vs. Zach Cage vs. Ashitaka- NCW Hypersonic Championship- Ultimate X

We return to the present, and find the steel structure of Ultimate X being lowered down to the arena floor.

"The Following Is The Ultimate X Match For The Hypersonic Championship!" Stephen DeAngelis announced as the fans stood up.

"WHO IS READY FOR SOME BOLLOCKS!? WHO IS READY FOR SOME BOLLOCKS!? WHO IS READY FOR SOME BOLLOCKS !? WHO IS READY FOR SOME BOLLOCKS!?" Fans had been chanting louder and louder ever since we returned to the interior of the Hydro as the structure of Ultimate was in the midst of being lowered. The steel trusses were left a shiny chrome with the cables being blue, a nice contrast to the black and white ring below.

"Ultimate X! The…uh, what is this. Fourth, Fifth time we've done this in NCW?" Critic asked.

"Wait, we don't keep track?" Bennet asked a bit shocked.

"Well we sway between a ladder mood and a Ultimate X mood." Joey added.

The arena goes black as the white noise of a radio blast throughout the venue. The sound of channel surfing on the radio via dials echoes until the grainy voice of some serious broadcaster is heard.

"The Virus Is Spreading To The Viewing Area! Lock Your Doors And Remain Inside! The Virus Is Spreading! The Virus Is Spreading!"

[When I Drop You, I'm Gonna Stomp You!]

[Pick You Up Again And Then Drop You!]

[Lift My Foot Again And Then Stomp You!]

[Then Grind!]

Crystal strobes pulsate at a near blinding rate, thousands of silhouettes appearing where fans are. The electronic X that the writer has and will continue to make a prominent feature for the remainder of the show because the Extreme Rules stage back in the days was awesome…..the electronic X goes crimson as the drone pans down as Amaris steps out on the ramp. Leading the way for the first of four participants to enters Glasgow.

"Introducing first, being accompanied by Amaris, weighing in at 204 lbs., This Is X-Virus!" Stephen announces as we cut to the perspective of the cameraman.

"X-Virus has been in the process of carving a path through the Hypersonic Division. He takes the belt tonight, I think he could be Hypersonic Champion for life." Joey declared.

"Your right for once Joey. In fact your so right that X-Virus is my pick to win this." Critic announced. "He's going to kill the other three in this contest."

"…..what is he cosplaying Ragnarok or something? I mean he got the X on the mask. I'm about expecting him to walk out with googly eyes with X pupils on the mask." Bennett blurted out.

"Thank you very much otaku for your weeb references." Critic snapped at his Electric counterpart.

"Legend of Ashitaka Remix" by Mariobeatz is the next song to play, as softer color palette takes over the Hydro. Green and blue lights all around as the Last Emishi Prince steps out upon the ramp and makes his Pay-Per-View debut.

"Introducing next, from Japan, weighing in tonight at 198 lbs., the Last Emishi Prince, this is Ashitaka!" Stephen announces.

"Got anymore anime remarks Mr. Otaku? You can unleash them now for Mr. Bland Hero has arrived." Critic continues.

"I…..he wrestles for Prime?" Bennett merely asks.

"He won the Triple Threat match against Atticus Brown & Brad Carbunkle in Philadelphia. X-Virus getting his spot last week in a similar match featuring Brad and Mako." Joey reminds the commentators.

"Now hang on, why did my sheet say Brad won?" Critic asked. "It's underlined right th-"

What we can presume is Joey grabbing the format from Critic and crumbling it to shreds.

"…okay then." Critic deadpanned. "So we got a Prince of a civilization that vanished hundreds of years ago gaining a fluke win just so we can say he's making a PPV debut…..wonderful."

As Ashitaka tries to boost support from the audience by shaking the hands of fans at ringside, our third participant's anthem hits.

[You Thought That I Would Lay Down And Die!]

[OH NO!]

"Oh No" by Goodbye June (Intro Cut) as the 2017 Shining Star Of The Year bursts through the curtain and out onto the ramp as white and blue lights flicker throughout the Hydro. The crowd pops, support fully behind the underrated Cage who makes a stroll to the ring ala Sami Zayn, seeming to be nearly stumbling the entire way as he is pushing all his momentum forward to the ring.

"Introducing third, from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in tonight at 187 lbs. This Is Zach Cage!" Stephen announces.

"He defeated Aang & Mako in Asbury Park to earn his slot in Ultimate X. Has been a staple of The Land of Carnage since April of 2013 but has never held a title here. Although he has a Tag Title reign in GPW with his brother." Joey address the lack of accolades for a seasoned veteran.

"He's definitely underappreciated, but he rightfully won the 2017 Shining Star of the Year award and hopefully tonight shall be his launching pad to get out of the shadow of his brother." Critic calmly added.

"I thought your pick was X-Virus?" Bennett inquired.

"Still is. I don't think in a million years X-Virus will lose but doesn't change my allegiance to Chicago." Critic stated. Zach rushed into the ring and scaled the nearest turnbuckle, arms extended wide as he views over the Glasgow Faithful who commence a chant. "WE GOT ZACH'S BACK, ZACH'S THE BEST! OOOOOOOOOH WE GOT ZACH'S BACK, ZACH'S THE BEST! WE GOT ZACH"S BACK, ZACH'S THE BEST! WE GOT ZACH'S BACK, ZACH'S THE BEST! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!"

'Humanomoly' by Prexowhy?Gen! begins to play, Brother Nero's vocal chords rebounding off the walls of the sold out venue as orange and white strobes pulse with the house lights going dim. The X is a fiery red, not to be confused with the crimson that X-Virus got. The drone flies across the stage, panning down as the Hypersonic Champion steps out into Glasgow with his face covered in a white fox-like mask and adorn in a matching snow white vest with the flag of Mexico sewn on the back.

"And introducing fourth. From San Diego, California. Weighing in tonight at 195 lbs. He is the defending Hypersonic Champion, Hernan Ortiz!"

"He won the championship in Ladder War III back in April. Has defended it successfully since then, and looks to remain on the top of his division tonight." Joey states. "Recently sporting his new ring attire which includes that fox-like lucha mask. When I asked what was with the change, he told me it is the mask of the Ortiz family. The mask his father and his grandfather both wore and hopes it will allow for their energy to flow through him during matches like tonight's Ultimate X."

"Well he better get a cross, a crescent & a star all together . He'll need all the help he can get to walk away with his belt." Critic declared.

"What, like Branden Frasier's sidekick off The Mummy?" Bennett asked.

"Of Course!"

As Hernan's music fades away, the crowd is still going mental for Zach. The chants have grown to be more sophisticated into a full on song of, "We've Got Cage, Zach F***in Cage. I Just Don't Think You Understand! He Is The Top Boi! He's Far Better Than Drew! We've Got Zach F****in Cage!"

"Did the bell ring? I Can't hear over these loons!" Bennett shouted.

All four wrestlers had each taken temporary residence in one of the corners. X-Virus was merely hearing advice from Amaris who was up on the apron for the time being. Ashitaka was anxious to start, hopping from side to side. Hernan was crouched down, look as focused as ever. While Zach was turning his head from side to side still surprised by the volume of the fan's and their support toward him and exclusively him….

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"GLASGOWEIGANS, PLEASE BE SILENT FOR A MOMENT!" Streak's voice commanded through the PA system in the Hydro. Immediately the switch is flipped for the crowd's mood as the Co-Owner of NCW and General Manager of Prime appeared just outside the curtain.

"STREAK'S A WANKER! STREAK'S A WANKER! STREAKS A WANKER!"

"I Love You Too Glasgow." He sarcastically quipped. "Just As Much As You Love Zach Cage…..You Know What's Better Then One Cage?"

"WHAT!?"

"Two Cages!..."

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"THREE RIVERS SYNDICATE"

"THE DAWN HAS ARRIVED!"

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AS DREW CAGE WALKED OUT, SPORTING THE BLACK AND SILVER VEST GIVEN TO HIM BY STREAK ON THE 50th EPISODE OF PRIME!

"…." There was dead silence from the commentators as Vengeance the Ghost Rider patched up with the villainous Three Rivers Syndicate. NCW crowds were known to give Drew a hard time and this might have been the single loudest boo he had ever received. Drew himself seemed distant, as if he were on autopilot and unsure how to respond. A little bit of regret?

But Streak's hand resting on his shoulder brought him back to reality. We can see the Prime General Manager directing Drew's attention to the beautiful silver championship dangling above the ring. Now his eye on the prize, Drew seemed to become far more comfortable in his new role. He held his gloves up high revealing the logo of the TRS being formed.

"….He wanted to come here to Glasgow….he wanted to main event the Pay-Per-View with Sokka for the World Title…..he wanted to be here that badly." Joey somberly stated as Drew began to head down the ramp.

"….This…This Is Ingenious, Joey! My Boi Has Always Been Given The Cold Shoulder By The Fans. SCREW THEM! Join A Pack That Will Support You! The Old Extreme Alliance! Drew's Back With His Old Friends!" Critic finally shouted in complete joy.

As Drew continued to walk down the ramp, many failed to notice that the opening bell was rung. Hernan & Ashitaka scowled at the TRS-backed Vengeance, while Zach was standing in the back completely shocked by his brother's choice.

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"WAIT, WAIT! X-VIRUS IS TAKING ADVANTGE OF THE DISTRACTION!" Bennett exclaimed as the cameras frantically cut to the truss that was behind the red corner and indeed the silent and deadly X-Virus had begun to climb toward the prize. It took a few moments before everyone realized what was going on and the defending champion rushed toward one of his now four challengers.

Ashitaka tried to attack Drew as he was entering the ring but was soon overpowered and driven back into the upper right hand corner of the ring. A few chops echoed through the Hydro with the expected 'WOOO!' chants. But Zach grabbed hold of his brother's shoulder, pulling him into the center of the ring. Still completely shocked and somewhat horrified as to what he was seeing.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"

"You wouldn't under-" Drew responded, the rest of his dialogue drowned out but we all got the point.

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE DONE WITH THIS CRAP!"

"….I'M SAVING THIS COMPANY!" Drew shouted back and looked ready to deck Zach…

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IF IT WEREN'T FOR HERENAN DROPPING OFF THE MIDDLE OF THE UPPER LEFT TRUSS AND PLANTING X-VIRUS WITH THE MAYHEM BREAKDOWN (FRONT FACELOCK STUNNER)!
"OH MY GOD, MAYHEM BREAKDOWN!" Joey exclaims.

"Starting out with a high note, I see." Bennett stated.

"You're going to need this tonight, Joey." Critic replied, as we briefly cut to the outside from the backside of the commentators and see Critic placing a plastic water jug with a label of 'Oh My God' on it.

"I Don't Got That Much Change On Me!" Joey snapped back.

"We Can Save The World With Your Quips! THINK OF THE CHILDREN!" Critic sarcastically cried out.

Hernan was far from stopping, hopping back to his feet and decking Zach from behind, trying to pull him into some type of facelock but never got the fully capitalize as Ashitaka came rushing out of the corner and took BOTH of them out with dual bulldogs.

"DREW'S A WANKER! DREW'S A WANKER! DREW'S A WANKER!" The crowd began to chant as the individual those chants were directed has was now RACING ACROSS THE TOP ROPES and takes down Ashitaka with a springboard hurricanrana!

Drew quickly latches hold of the Emishi's arm and whips him furiously into the ropes before clotheslining him out to the floor, hoping to effectively remove him from the match for the time being.

Hernan took advantage, pivoting Drew around and sending him flying across the ring against the opposite set of ropes with the hard irish whip. Drew repels back and manages to avert the enzugiri, returning fire with a sitout jawbreaker that connects and deflects the defending champion off the shoulder and against the ropes.

"Drew regardless of what we think of his decision, may very well be the new favorite to win. He has never held the Hypersonic Championship before but is quite possibly the first name that comes to you mind when you think of high flying in NCW." Joey states, trying to remain professional.

Drew continues the assault on Hernan, delivering a series of fierce chops that hack at the flesh of the champion's chest. He tries to go for a facelock, maybe going for some sort of suplex but instead finds his waist being locked around by X-Virus who sends Drew hurdling back into the center of the squared circle with a belly-to-back suplex, But Hernan Simultaneously Is Hurdled Back Across The Ring As Drew Still Was Managed To Have The Face Locked!

"Holy Hell, BOTH Men Soaring!" Bennett exclaims. "That's Some Mad Bull 34 Logic Right There!"

X-Virus was quick to his feet, pivoting around AND EATING THE INFINITE MASS KICK (Busaiku Knee Strike) from Zach!

"THE KNEE STRIKE OUT OF NOWHERE, HE'S ALREADY PULLING THAT OUT THIS EARLY ON?!" Critic exclaimed.

"Well, being in Ultimate X turns a finisher into a signature!" Bennett declared. "The Finish Is Falling To Your Demise!"

Zach doesn't stop his speed, leaving X-Virus in the dust and delivering a baseball slide to Hernan who is in corner, then veering right and delivering a second one to his brother before trying to scale the truss at the lower right hand corner of the hard camera. He struggled initially but soon was able to start quickly rising up the steel as the camera pulled back to encompass the height of the structure.

"Zach going….he's hallway there already…this might end quick, guys. Three Are Down In The Ring!" Bennett pointed out.

But hurriedly Ashitaka was seen jumping up onto the ramp and then on top of the turnbuckle and grabbed the foot of crowd's favorite. Zach had to sidestep onto the side of the truss facing the ramp in order to not be stretched. He tried batting Ashitaka away with a few kicks but was unable as Ashitaka hooked the other leg AND JUMPED FROM THE TURNBUCKLE AND TO THE MAT WITH A POWERBOMB!

"OH MY-" Joey began to exclaim.

"Save It, Joey….more like HOLY S***!" Critic exclaimed as the only bright side of the powerbomb for Zach was this was not a singles match.

Ashitaka hops to his feet, trying the make it to the opposite corner (upper left) and try to scale up the truss himself. He got halfway up and could safely grasp the cable. Left foot on the truss, right hand extended out onto the blue cable. He begins to shimmy his way across the cable with feet dangling. Clearly he's not familiar with the Ultimate X structure.

"Ashitaka first on the cables." Joey describes as the wrestler in question inches closer and closer to the championship.

But Hernan was also back to his feet. (So were Drew and X-Virus who were beginning to slug it out in the lower right hand corner of the ring) Not just that, we was also pulling his way across the cable. The two combatants inched closer and closer to each other but Hernan was quicker and managed to get to his championship. They both attempted to drop one another with short kicks. Hernan soon let his legs hand much like Ashitaka was so that he could tie up the Prince's head…

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AND PROCEEDED TO SLINGSHOT ASHITAKA ALL THE WAY DOWN TO THE CANVAS, SACRIFICING HIMSELF AS HE TOO FALLS!

"OH MY GOD! FRANKENSTEINER FROM THE CABLES TO THE CANVAS!" Joey exclaimed as a small ping of a coin meeting plastic was heard.

"HOLY S***! HOLY S***! HOLY S***!" The crowd began to put on repeat, as the rattling of the ring subsided as Hernan was face down while Ashitaka was sprawled out on his back, a foot having found its way up to the bottom rope.

Drew was finding himself becoming trapped along the ropes and X-Virus wailed away at his skull. When Drew seemed to be just about out it, X-Virus went in for the kill with a vicious over the top clothesline that sent Drew's body crumbling out upon the ramp.

"Drew dumped out onto the ramp, X-Virus might very well win it all. Everyone's down." Joey points out. He eyes the belt (somehow with that mask on) and bolts toward the lower right hand corner of the ring and commences the climb.

X-Virus was quick to begin to drag his way across the top cable, inching closer and closer to the prize…

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BUT GETS HELD IN PLACE AT THE ADDED WEIGHT OF HERNAN SPRINGBOARDING ONTO THE ROPES AND HANGING ONTO X-Virus!

"Hernan, Hernan Right Back Up There! Trying To Be Some Dead Weight On X-Virus!" Joey exclaimed…

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AS ZACH CAGE HOOKS THE LEGS OF HERNAN AND DROPS BOTH THE CHAMPION AND X-VIRUS WITH A ELECTRIC CHAIR SITOUT GOURDBUSTER!

"JESUS CHRIST!" Critic exclaimed. "X-Virus I Swear Just Landed On His Cranium!"

"Will Hernan Stay Down NOW!?" Bennett asked.

The ring's canvas is covered with the already fatigued bodies of 3/5s of the match, with another 5th (Ashitaka) noticeably crawling toward the upper left hand corner of the ring at a rate slower than a snail.

"Five Minutes Have Transpired In This Match, Five Minutes." Stephen DeAngelis updated the crowd.

Zach was for sure the one who took the least damage, finding his way to the ropes and managed to return to a stance. He noticed the Last Emishi Prince struggling to his feet and rushed for the attack AND INSTEAD TOOK A FLYING FOREARM SMASH TO THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD FROM DREW!

"And The Newest Benedict Arnold Takes Zach Out!" Joey exclaimed as the crowd began to rain down on Drew's parade.

"YOU CAN'T SHINE YOUR BROTHER'S BOOTS! YOU CAN"T SHINE YOUR BROTHERS BOOTS! YOU CAN'T SHINE YOUR BROTHER'S BOOTS!"

Unfazed, as if putting every on mute, Drew wisely notices Ashitaka reaching the bottom rope for some sort of leverage and compounds his head and shoulder into the turnbuckle with a baseball slide.

Drew turns to all sides, realizing he's the only one standing. Almost everybody else is sprawled out among the canvas and while they are stirring, most don't show signs of them getting to their feet anytime soon. That is all save for the defending champion, who is on a knee but managing to pull himself up a vertical stance.

Drew goes after Hernan, stomping him back down but clearly far from being finished as he throws him across the ring against the ropes.

"Drew wisely going after Hernan who has been the one to foil everyone's attempts at the championship thus far." Joey points out to the dismay of the crowd.

Drew drops Hernan on the groin with the atomic drop before putting him flat on the canvas with the Pele Kick!

Not all though, as he quickly throws Hernan against the set of ropes above the time keepers table. Drew rushes up behind the champion and throws him out to the floor. Stephen, Holo and the timekeeper scatter as Drew glances back in the ring. Sees nobody up to their feet at the moment and then launches himself out onto the floor with a Suicide Dive!

Zach was seen slowly but surely crawling toward the lower left hand corner of the ring, X-Virus was also noticeably beginning to stir. But Zach hadn't landed on his skull, he was dazed from the forearm smash. He managed to get to a foot and stumble to the corner. Taken a brief pause, he looked back up at the championship and began to scale the Ultimate X structure.

"Drew took Hernan out of the equation, Zach got the opening. He's climbing. X-Virus is unable to get to his feet!" Joey pointed out as Zach began to get up high enough and got his hands up on the cables. X-Virus was just now getting to his feet and scaling the lower right hand side of the turnbuckle. Zach was inching his way across. He made a reach for the championship to judge the distance and had to make a few more pulls. X-Virus was only just now getting a hand on the steel truss.

But Zach's efforts are dashed by X-Virus's valet Amaris, who took matters into her own hands and cracked a steel chair against the back of Zach, then the front, then the back, front, back, front, back, till Zach ultimately lost his grip and crashed back first down onto the canvas.

Amaris bolted out of the ring, ducking under the bottom rope. The ground was furious as their choice for new champion seemed to be out of the completion and X-Virus had a clear road on the cable toward the Hypersonic Championship. He lock his legs around the blue cable and was able to tug and propel himself closer and closer to the championship. He reached out but found himself just a few millimeters from the strap. He nudged closer. Fingers now on the belt but not close enough to yank it down.

"X-Virus is almost there…Just Get Closer! Little Closer! You Have, You Have It!" Bennett exclaimed.

"Hold Up, Ashitaka's Back Up!" Joey pointed out as indeed the Last Emish Prince was clawing his way up the steel truss behind the upper right hand corner of the ring. He was picking up some speed and instead of scaling across the cables CONTINUED to the overhanging steel trusses that crossed above the cables.

"What is….What is he doing up there?" Joey asked in complete shock.

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THEN DELIVER A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP DOWN ONTO X-VIRUS'S TORSO THAT SENDS HIM CRASHING ALL THE WAY DOWN TO THE STIFF MAT! Attempt At Simultaneously Getting A Hand On The Cable Failed And Both Ashitaka And X-Virus Landed Uncomfortably On The Canvas Below.

"…..OH MY GOD!" Joey cried out, a ping from a coin soon following.

Ashitaka shot up before falling on his back, favoring his right leg from the nasty fall. X-Virus was in pain in….well, everywhere at this moment. Zach was stirring but yet to get to his feet, Drew grasped the ring apron with his hand but was down to a knee and Hernan was steel reeling from the dreadful tumble he took to the outside.

The crowd suddenly booed, with it initially seeming like for something out of camera in the crowds off to the right of the hard camera. But as we zoom out, we find Ben Tennyson, Brad Carbunkle & Mako hurrying toward the ring with a very lengthy ladder.

"What….what are…we got three members of the Three Rivers Syndicate out here. Got a huge ladder….you telling me there going to give Drew the easy way to get the Hypersonic Championship?" Joey asked.

"….if it means Chicago gets a championship, then I shall allow it." Critic states.

"YOU WISH YOU WERE THE BULLET CLUB! YOU DO! OH YOU DO! YOU WISH YOU WERE THE NWO! YOU DO! OH YOU DO! BUT AT LEAST YOUR NOT THE AUTHORITY! YOU WISH YOU WERE THE BULLET CLUB! YOU DO! OH YOU DO! YOU WISH YOU WERE THE NOW! YOU DO! OH YOU DO! BUT AT LEAST YOUR NOT THE AUTHORITY!" The crowd began to holler at the TRs representatives, who slide the giant a** ladder over the top rope and into the ring. Using it to shove X-Virus and Ashitaka out of the way.

Drew rolled into the ring, groggily lifting his head and seeing the top of the ladder just in front of him. He seemed confused, looking up to see Ben shouting at him.

"GET THIS S*** OVER WITH ALREADY! GET THAT BELT! GET THAT BELT!"

Drew hesitated, as if he was fighting some internal battle before ultimately get got his hands on the ladder and pulled it the whole way in the ring. The crowd's complex chant subsided into pure boos as Ghost Rider Vengeance began to unfold the ladder which was high enough that it actually touched the edge of the championship. Once it was in good position Drew began to climb, as The TRS gave him the thumbs up before heading to the back. Everything was under control.

"He's going to take the short cut! Damn traitor!" Joey shouted.

"He's and opportunist Joey, why hate on INDUSTRY! ITS INDUSTRY!" Critic declared.

"It's Cheating, That's What It Is!" Joey snapped back.

"Where the hell did Ben and Company find that thing. I'm more impressed then enraged." Bennett calmly added as the camera followed Drew up. The canvas was out of sight. Drew's back was to the stage, eyes on the prize. He was about 3/4s of the way there…

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As he began to….grow further from the belt?

For Hernan, Ashitaka & X-Virus were ALL THREE beginning to raise the ladder up. They may be out on the canvas but they could still cause some damage now that the one healthy opponent was some 15 feet above the ring.

"Hey, Why They Teaming Up!" Critic cried out in a bit of fear.

"Its Us Versus Them!" Joey declared.

"No….It's Ultimate X, not a handicap ma-"

"THAT'S RIGHT! WHY NOT USE THE DAMN STRUCTURE INTEAD OF CHEATING WITH A LADDER!" Joey shouted out.

"INDUSTRY, JOEY, INDUSTRY!" Critic declared.

"Drew…DREW GRAB ONTO SOMETHING!" Bennett hollered as the ladder began to pick up momentum…

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AS DREW FELL FROM THE LOFTY HEIGHTS OF THE LADDER AND ENGULFED BY PLUMMETING THROUGH THE RAMP!

"…borrowing from a friendenemy of mine…WHAT!?" Critic exclaimed.

"DREW CAGE HAS PAID FOR HIS SIN!" Joey shouted over the completely shocked crowd. Fans close enough to ground zero peering down into the hole.

"HOLY S***! HOLY S***! HOLY S***! HOLY S***! HOLY S***! HOLY S***! HOLY S***!" The crowd chanted over and over and Zach Cage joined the other three wrestlers in leaning over the ring and looking down into the crater in equal shock and awe.

"…Too Much Too Soon!" Bennett spat out.

Time seemed to stand still in the arena, as the replay of the death-defying fall looped at least three times. Cutting back to the shocked looked on the fo-….well….three wrestlers since X-Virus is well….masked...nobody moved for the longest time.

X-Virus was the first to break the standstill, giving a cheap shot to Zach before going after Hernan. Ashitaka tried to take advantage, locked his wrists around the waist of X-Virus and trying to raise him with a suplex but all he managed to do was allow X-Virus enough elevation to take Hernan briefly out of the equation with a sharp kick to the jaw. X-Virus managed to flip over to be behind Ashitaka and showed out to do the belly-to-back properly.

Within moments X-Virus's victory was short lived as Zach rushed in from behind with a headlock and raced to the lower left hand corner of the ring, attempting to spike X-Virus with some type of Tornado DDT but his foe didn't give an inch and instead managed to delay Zach long enough to get his feet stuck in the second rope to deliver a rope hung neckbreaker. Not time to capitalize as Hernan came rushing in with the drop kick form the corner. Hernan maintained control, pulling X-Virus into the red corner and collapsed down on top of him with the moonsault.

"Match has been kicked into high gear. It's a 4-way and someone's got to get the advantage to be able to scale the truss and get the belt!" Joey exclaimed as if on cue Hernan was on his feet….THEN TAKEN OFF SAID FEET BY ASHITAKA AND ZACH EXECUTING SIMOLTANEOUS SUPERKICKS!

"SUPAKICK!" Critic exclaimed as Hernan fell right on top of X-Virus.

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AND ASHITAKA WENT FOR THE ENZUIGIRI THAT ZACH DUCKED! Zach tried to respond with one of his own that Ashitaka ducked.

"There Goes Ashitaka…he misses….Zach misses….Ashitaka misses….Zach Misses!" Joey was repeating on loop, becoming a bit hysterical.

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SO BOTH BOLT TOWARD THE RED AND BLUE CORNERS AND QUICKLY TRY TO SCALE THE OPPOSITE ENDS OF THE ULTIMATE X STRUCTURE!

"AAAAAAAAAAND WERE OFF! Both Mr. Middle Of The Road & Mr. I'm Less Then My Brother Are On Equal Footing Of Stupidity! It'll Be A Race To See Who Can Be More Insane To Want To Be Hanging Above The Ring By Just A Lone Cable!" Bennett said in a phoned in announcers voice.

"LET'S GO ZACH! LET'S GO ZACH! LET'S GO ZACH!" The crowd had placed on loop.

"Ten Minutes Have Gone By, Ten Minutes!" Stephen DeAngelis budded in briefly.

"There Parallel In Terms OF Agility!" Joey noted loudly as both latched on to the cables at the same time. But Zach took the route of wrapping his arms and legs around the cable and inching like a worm across while Ashitaka stepped up a bit higher to grab the truss that formed an X above the cable X, hurrying across as if it were a set of monkey bars.

But Hernan & X-Virus Were Now Also Begging To Stir, And As They Looked Above And Saw The Other Two High Above Near Touching The Silver They Stumbled Into The Opposing Corners And Also Began To Scale The Truss. Soon We Had A Wrestler On Each Of The Former Components OF The Ultimate X.

"God, I Don't Think I've Seen All Four Sides Covered By A Wrestler! It's the Most Extreme Version Of Footsies!" Critic exclaimed as Ashitaka & Zach were initially the two that were fighting before X-Virus and Hernan joined in. X-Virus kept giving his boot to the shoulder of Ashitaka while Hernan dealt his boot toward Zach's abdomen while reaching for the belt.

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OR ONCE RESIDED AS HE WAS CRAWLING HIS WAY OUT!

"Wait, I see movement!" Bennett observed.

"He's ALIVE!?" Critic exclaimed as indeed, Drew Cage was managing to crawl his way back toward the ring. The crowd was shocked. It wasn't hatred anymore, just pure respect for being able to come back after a fall like that. He could make out the aerial war occurring above the ring and new he needed to be up there RIGHT NOW in order to ensure he would win the match.

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AND DECIDED TO TAKE ASHITAKA OUT OF THE OCCASION WITH THE COLLISION X (At Least The Stunner Part) WHILE FREEFALLING DOWN TO THE CANVAS!
"JESUS CHRIST, WHY!?" Joey exclaimed as Ashitaka's skull sickly shot up before the unconscious Emishi Prince became sprawled out on the canvas. The crowd gasped for a moment before X-VIRUS GOT THE BACK OF HIS NECK RAN OVER WITH BY THE LADDER FROM DREW!
"DREW'S UP TO HIS FEET!" Bennett exclaimed.

"He The Terminator Or Something!?" Ciritc exclaimed.

"I Think Ghost Rider Is The Better Term!" Joey added As Drew SWUNG THE LADDER INTO THE RIB SECTION OF ZACH & HERNAN! BOTH MEN FELL FROM THE CABLES AND ZACH ACCIDENTLY SMACKED HIS NOSE OFF THE LADDER!
"OOOOOH! JESUS NO! HE BROKE HIS DAMN NOSE!" Joey exclaimed as Zach snapped back onto the floor, hands retracting to face.

Drew looked at the ladder, glanced at the championship, then noticed that everyone was down. He tossed the ladder back out, a cracklingly of the steel hitting the ramp then floor was heard. He wanted to make it at least look appeared he tried to fight fair and square. It was clear he didn't want the help of the ladder but had to as a last ditch effort.

"Down. Everyone's down. Now signs of life expect for Zach flailing in the corner….OH MY GOD IS NOSE HAS IMPLODED!" Joey exclaimed as we get a brief shot of Zach who has he head down and over the commentators table. We don't see it on his face, but we notice blood beginning to dot the format (not hidden well BTW) thank Bennett yanked away.

"F***!" Bennett let slide on the airwaves.

"CHRIST, GET SOME HELP OUT HERE!" Critic shouted.

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AND WITHOUT ANY RESISTANCE UNHOOKED THE HYPERSONIC CHAMPIONSHIP FROM ULTIMATE X!

"Good, match over, Drew won, GET ZACH SOME MEDICAL ATTENTION!" Bennett shouted.

"Well….not the Cage I wanted….BUT A CHICAGO WIN NEVERTHELESS!" Critic erupted with joy.

"He Wasn't Even Scheduled To Be Here!" Joey pointed.

"Joey, stop worrying about the stupid format and ENJOY THIS MOMENT!" Critic declared.

That was the opposite of the crowd's response. They had cranked there hatred of Drew back to mere disgust for his action of joining the TRS. But now they may finally respect him for the fall he took. Which his back was quickly reagrivated when he dropped from the cables and down to the mat.

"Your Winner Of The Match At 13:45 and NEW NCW Hypersonic Champion…DREW CAGE!" Stephen DeAngelis announced.

Drew rolled out onto the edge of the ring apron, forcing himself to muster through the pain of the falls and rest upon the ropes; championship being clutched tightly to his chest. We can make out the appearance of EMTS rushing to the other end of the ring, checking on Zach who we can only image has had his face turned to loose hamburger from dropping face down upon the steel ladder. Ashitaka was still noticeably favoring his leg while Hernan & X-Virus were sprawled out at opposite ends of the ring.

"Drew Cage wins his first Hypersonic Championship, placing it up there with the World and since defunct Combat Championships….meaning the damned Three Rivers Syndicate now have control over the Hypersonic Division!" Joey reminded, getting more and more salty at the end of his sentence.

"What's the problem you have with the TRS, anyhow?" Bennett asked.

"What's my prob- What's My Problem! They Made Streak Dictator Of NCW, That's What! Its To Bottle New Talent Under Just Because Some Veterans Can't Accept The Fact They Gotta Share The Spotlight With Others!" Joey snapped back.

"What spotlight? We can't afford a spotlight." Critic budded in.

Drew shuffled along the side of the ramp, avoiding the massive crater his body created. That's probably the real question on everyone's mind, how they going to repair the ramp in the middle of the show? Wrestles just going to have to awkwardly hop down and weave there way along the side of the barricade?

Thus Concluding Part 1 Of International Insanity. It Was Originally Posted As Part Of A Live Reaction On The FWM But Figured More People Probably Would Just Like Reading It In Its Complete Format.