Meltdown Madness 3 (Episode 48)

[Phoenix]

Harrys: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the WZCW World Heavyweight Championship!

Gordito comes out and goes to the left side of stage, taunting for the crowd.

Copeland: A rise to the top that has been unparalleled! But can he take that last step?

Ty walks slowly down the ramp and gets into the ring before taking his hood off, looking into the eyes of Gordito, with a cold stare.

Gordito is looking pumped, walking to the centre of the ring and urging Ty to bring it.

Ty goes for the Consecrated Banishment, but Gordito just about manages to avoid it, before backing into the corner. For the first time, a hint of fear flickers across Gordito’s face, but quickly disappears.

Gordito knocks Ty off the apron and crashes into the crowd barrier

Gordito goes for another dropkick, but Ty counters by catching Gordito in mid-air and nailing him with a spinebuster!

Ty goes for cover, 1... 2... Gordito kicks out.

Ty goes for his finishing manoeuvre, but again Gordito ducks under it causing Ty to get his leg tangled in the ropes.

Gordito hits a series of right hands and goes to Irish Whip Ty, but Ty reverses it, sending Gordito into the ring steps. Gordito clutches his ribs in pain again as he rolls around on the floor.

Ty grabs Gordito’s head and smashes it into the ring steps repeatedly before the referee breaks it up, warning Ty to stop or else he’ll be disqualified.

Blood starts to trickle down Gordito’s face

Ty goes for a pin again, 1... 2... Gordito gets his shoulder up again. Ty clenches his jaw, determined not to get frustrated by Gordito kicking out again. He grabs Gordito by the hair again, but Gordito suddenly rolls him up into a small package, 1... 2... Ty kicks out.

Copeland: Gordito is bleeding and he’s trying to fight back, but surely he can’t take much more punishment!


Gordito stands up on the top rope, his face now completely covered in blood, and Ty turns around. Gordito leaps off the top rope and hits a Crossbody! Gordito covers Ty, 1... 2... Ty gets a shoulder up! Gordito gets up, measuring Ty up. Ty gets to his feet, barely able to stand, before Gordito kicks him in the gut and hooks the arms for Meteor of War, but Ty wrenches his arms free and finally hits the Consecrated Banishment out of nowhere! Both men go down, with Ty not able to cover Gordito.

The referee starts the count as both men are stirring on the mat. Both men are up at 8, and Gordito throws a right hand which Ty quickly returns.

They keep exchanging right hands until Ty hits a big uppercut, making Gordito stumble backwards. Ty tries to follow up with a clothesline, but Gordito ducks under it and hits Ty with a Half Nelson Bulldog!

Gordito stands up straight from the top rope and jumps off, going for the elbow, but Ty rolls out of the way. Gordito crashes to the mat, and Ty quickly grabs his arms and locks in the Final Séance! Gordito tries to struggle out of it, but Ty shakes his head, absolutely refusing to let go! Gordito tries to edge towards the ropes but he can’t quite make it! Gordito thrashes, trying to get out, the blood dripping off his face, forming a pool underneath his head. Finally, Gordito goes limp for a moment before tapping out! Ty lets go and lies back on the mat, breathing heavily.

Harrys: Here is your winner, and STILL WZCW World Heavyweight Champion, Ty Burna!

The referee places the belt on Ty’s waist. Ty finally lifts his head, and rolls out of the ring, collapsing to his knees on the outside. He uses the apron to get up and walks over to the ramp. He stands at the bottom of the ramp and holds his title above his head. Inside the ring, a bloodied Gordito crawls forward and locks eyes with the champion, with a mutual respect being felt between the two. While still looking into Gordito’s eyes, Ty lifts the title again and smirks before turning and walking back up the ramp.

Cohen: In the end, the champ was too much for this young kid!

Connor: But we can tell that this isn’t the last time the world title picture will see Gordito!

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*Pryos go off*​

The camera pans around the arena to show the crowd holding their signs in excitement until it arrives at the announce table.

Copeland: All or Nothing has come and gone, we saw new champions, we saw rivalries unconcluded but more importantly we saw some great matches. Hello again everyone, I'm Sebastian Copeland alongside Jack Cohen and Jack, you know what tonight is right?

Cohen: Of course I do! It's one of my favourite Meltdown editions, the unpredictable and unscripted roulette episode that is known as Meltdown Madness!

Copeland: The whole card for Meltdown and Ascension have not been made, they are all randomly drawn, we're going to see of them right now!

"Falling On" by Finger Eleven starts playing as the crowd cheers with Chuck Myles coming out onto the stage, he has a smile going on his face.

Myles: Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to MELTDOWN MADNESS! I know you are excited, because I am as well! After the events of All or Nothing, let's carry this momentum and get the show rolling...shall we decide our Main Event for tonight?

The crowd cheers in excitement.

Ok, let's get the Roulette up.

A computer generated roulette appears on the titantron.

How about we have a title match for this Main Event? Ok, Roulette, what championship will be on the line for tonight? Spin it!

The roulette starts spinning, shifting between the five championship belts of WZCW, it starts slowing down showing the Tag Titles, the World Title, the EurAsian Title.

Looks like we have ourselves a EurAsian Title defense tonight! Let's find out what match and...

"Bliss" hits as Blade walks out onto the stage, interrupting Myles and the roulette drawing. Myles looks disappointed as the crowd starts booing.

Blade: Chuck...you should stop right there! If we're going to continue the excitement of All or Nothing as you said, then why not just give me the title shot I deserve? You and all of the fans saw it, I was not pinned in that EurAsian Championship match, all of my hard work was stolen away by Chris Beckford and I demand you make this right! Screw the random draws, screw giving any random person having a shot, give it to me!

Myles: Blade. There's only one way you are earning a title shot, and it's through this machine. Now shut up and watch what happens. Any further protest and I will fire you! Roulette, spin it! What match will Beckford defend it in?

The Roulette starts spinning again, this time with different match types listed, the roulette starts slowing down again as it reveals matches that people cheer for, TLC, Fatal Fourway, Two out of Three Falls, Tag Team Match.

Ok, Tag Team match it is. The only way to win the belt is pinning the champion. Roulette, who will challenge?

The Roulette spins again, this time with the faces of the WZCW roster on it. It starts slowing down again as the crowd cheer more in excitement, Baez, Showtime Cougar, DK Wilton, Cory Allen, Dr. Steven Kurtesy. It starts spinning again immediately after and slows down again to draw out the next person, Steven Holmes, Big Dave, Austin Reynolds, Blade, Barbosa.

So it's offical, Steven Kurtesy and Barbosa will challenge for the EurAsian Championship. But Roulette, who will be Beckford's partner?

The Roulette spins one more time, it starts slowing down once again, Mr. Baller, Chris Jones, Scott Hammond, Blade. Blade looks annoyed at the situation draw.

So it looks like you get that title match. Only you get to aid the Champion instead of challenging. Good luck in helping that one out!

Blade walks off in annoyance.

Ok, so what next? I think we should have a Fatal Fourway tonight anyhow. Roulette, will it be for a Championship, Number One Contendership or a Lethal Lottery place?

The Roulette starts spinning once again, this time with the different stipulations, it starts slowing down, LL Shot, World Title, LL Shot, LL Shot, Elite X No. 1, Mayhem Championship.

Ok, we got ourselves a Mayhem title match as well! And the challengers please?

The Roulette spins again before slowing down, Constantine, Gordito, Ferbian, Baez. It spins again, slowing down, Johnny Sherman, Ty Burna, Everest, Ferbian. Spins one more time, slowing down, Austin Reynolds, Tucker Graham, Mark Hancock, Mr. Baller.

Excellent! So there you have it. The Mayhem Championship in a Fatal Fourway bout, Wilhelm Wunderbar will defend against former champion Baez, newcomer Ferbian and the first man in the Lethal Lottery this year, Mr. Baller! Now more matches will be drawn tonight, but let's get our opening bout underway. I think we need to learn the next person in the Lottery, so Roulette, give me the match our next possible entrant will compete in and who will they will be please?

The Roulette spins again through the match stipulations, First Blood, Fatal Fourway, Inferno, 2 vs. 1, Ladder, Triple Threat Cage. The crowd cheers in excitment as the Roulette spins again through the WZCW Roster, Chris Jones, Scott Hammond, Phoenix, DK Wilton. Spins again, Big Dave, Showtime Cougar, Jordan Lights, Constantine. Spins one more time, Justin Cooper, Gordito, Phoenix, Hunter Kravinoff.

There we go Ladies and Gentleman, our opening bout will see DK Wilton, Constantine and the returning Hunter Kravinoff competing in a Steel Cage Match, the winner advancing to the Lethal Lottery. Get that Cage down and let's get the show going!

The crowd cheer in excitement as Chuck Myles exits the stage.

Copeland: Wow, Jack! Such a nice couple of draws for tonight and there's still more to come. Mayhem and EurAsian Titles on the line where we could see a dual champion in Steven Kurtesy or Baez getting another Mayhem Championship? It's been amazing so far, but how about the Steel Cage Match that's about to happen?

Cohen: It's why I love this edition of Meltdown Seabass, the unpredictable makes for exciting news and so far, it's delivering! Bring it on!

The lights start flickering around the arena as the Steel Cage is being lowered from the ceiling.

 

[Phoenix]

A familiar ominous tune begins playing through the speakers, with all the lights around the arena dimming to focus the spotlight on a steel structure lowering down to the ring. As the fans realise what they are seeing, they cheer in approval.

Cohen: Looks like we have ourselves a good old fashioned steel cage match!

Copeland: From what I've heard, this isn't the only stipulation that the Roulette has decided upon for this match. Let's take it to Truman Harrys to make the announcement.

The cage is being sealed into place by the help of the WZCW tech crew, with the camera getting random shots of the cage. An additional referee runs down to the ring with a padlock and chain, standing outside of the ring waiting for the participants.

Harrys: The following contest is a Steel Cage match where the winner will be the next participant to qualify for the third annual WZCW Lethal Lottery! The only way to win this match is by escaping the cage! Introducing first...

There is a long pause before “We Die Young” by Alice in Chains goes through the sound system, enticing the crowd to boo as DK Wilton bursts through the curtain holding up the devil horns, slowly lowering his hands as he looks focused staring at the ring.

Harrys: From West Hollywood, California, weighing in at 235 pounds... DK Wilton!

Wilton observes the cage before heading up the steel steps and through the door. He climbs in the ring and poses on the turnbuckle, with the crowd booing. He gets down and looks at the announcer before going to a corner of the ring. His music dies down for a moment with everyone waiting in anticipation at who the next competitor might be. Eventually, the speakers boom out “Hero” by Skillet and the crowd heavily boo as Constantine emerges from the curtain, head dropped down.

Harrys: And his opponent, from Washington, D.C., weighing in at 265 pounds... “The Power Trip” Constantine!

Constantine throws his arms into the arm and poses for a little before heading down to the ring with a smile of confidence. As he reaches the steel steps, he throws his hands in the air one more time and the crowd boos back. He enters the ring and laughs at his opponent, asking the referee who he is. Wilton just delivers a death stare back at him. The music dies down and Constantine begins slowly moving forward towards Wilton, trying to intimidate him. He stops as “Ecstasy of Gold” by Ennio Morricone begins playing and turns around in surprise. As Hunter bursts through the curtain, the crowd gives a mixed reaction for him.

Cohen: Him again?

Copeland: You know what they say Jack, third time's the charm!

Harrys: And their opponent, from the East African Republic of Uganda, weighing in at 245 pounds... Hunter Kravinoff!

Due to his hastily walk, Hunter is already at ring side observing the cage. He enjoys the sight and decides to climb into the ring the old-fashioned way, with the crowd appreciating his athleticism. It doesn’t take long for Hunter to ascend to the top and drop down into the ring. The three men take up defensive positions as the referee rings the bell.

Constantine immediately hits Wilton with a big lariat, knocking him down instantly. Kravinoff goes after him, but Constantine ducks the lariat attempt of Hunter and delivers a couple of headbutts before Irish whipping him across the ring. Constantine tries for an attack by Kravinoff ducks. Off the rebound, Kravinoff goes for broke by trying his own attack, but Constantine ducks and hits a sidewalk slam on Kravinoff. He gets up and goes for Wilton who is already up. He gives a chop block to Wilton that takes him down and mounts him, delivering some punches. Constantine's attempts are thwarted, however, by a recovered Kravinoff from a Maui Thai flying knee. Constantine goes to the ropes for aid and Kravinoff is after him, delivering a couple of strikes. Wilton is up and goes over to the ropes to strike Constantine too. Both men look at each other and nod, Irish whipping Constantine across the ring. They both go for a double team move, but Constantine runs at them with a double clothesline to take them down. He shakes the cobwebs from the knee and goes after Wilton. He picks him up and attempts to Irish whip him into the corner, but Wilton reverses, then Constantine, and finally Wilton who adds a drop toe hold that implants Constantine's head into the second turnbuckle. Wilton rolls out the way as Kravinoff charges at Constantine and hits a running dropkick. Constantine bounces out and goes back into the corner for leverage. He turns around to see Wilton hit a corner splash on him. Wilton gives the crowd the rock on symbol and goes for the Hey Bulldog, but Constantine pushes Wilton out who lands on his back. Kravinoff immediately comes into the fray and hits a lariat on Constantine in the corner. He picks Constantine up and hits a running bucklebomb, forcing Constantine after the impact to bounce right into a hard impact DDT by Wilton. The crowd is cheers as the sequence of events come to a close and they see Constantine writhing in pain. Wilton and Kravinoff nod at each other and circle around the ring.

Copeland: Smart strategy by DK and Hunter to take out the biggest threat in the match so they can combat for the Lethal Lottery qualification.

Cohen: This is supposed to be a Triple Threat match, not a two on one handicap match!

Copeland: Survival of the fittest, Jack.

They go for a lock up, but Wilton hits a couple of strikes on Hunter. He goes for a kick, but Hunter blocks and spins him around leading to a dragon whip to Kravinoff. It only knocks him back partially, so Wilton tries for a dropkick that hits Kravinoff in the chin. Hunter is down on one knee, and Wilton kicks Kravinoff that takes him down. He follows up with a standing knee drop and a side headlock. The referee tells Wilton he can't win by submission, but he just wants to inflict pain on Kravinoff. The crowd eventually get behind Kravinoff and support him along, leading to Kravinoff getting to his feet and performing a backdrop driver to Wilton to break the hold. Both men are down, as well as Constantine who is still recovering. Kravinoff is up first and fights Wilton with a strike battle, with the crowd cheering and booing, respectively. Wilton gets the upper hand and Irish whips Kravinoff... only to be reversed with Kravinoff forcing Wilton into the steel walls head first. Wilton stumbles back checking for blood, which gets Kravinoff motivated. He grabs the head of Wilton and rams it into the steel wall again, and again... and again... and again. Eventually, Kravinoff uses Wilton like a knocker on a door and continues to smack Wilton with the crowd counting to ten. Wilton is completely dazed and walks right into a Double Underhook DDT, taking him out. Hunter tries his chance at climbing the structure, but a revived Constantine holds onto the leg of Kravinoff. He tries shaking him off, but Constantine's grip is too much and he chop blocks Kravinoff, making him land crotch first into the middle ropes. Constantine runs off the ropes and uses his body to smack Kravinoff into the steel mesh, sending him to the canvas.

Cohen: I'm guessing we won't be seeing any little Kravinoff's running around for a while.

Constantine looks up at the top and tries climbing the ropes, but dislikes the stability of them. Instead, he goes to the corner and uses the structure to help him up. He gets to the top turnbuckle and poses at the crowd who loudly boo him. He tries getting up over the top, but Hunter is back up and quickly ascends next to Constantine, pulling him down to the top turnbuckle. They duke it out until Constantine headbutts Kravinoff a few times and gets him into the fallaway position. Kravinoff struggles horrendously but Constantine doesn't let go. As Constantine is about to throw Kravinoff, he uses the momentum to deliver a kick to the head of Constantine and jump on the top turnbuckle, with Constantine crashing down to the canvas. The crowd cheers as Kravinoff looks down at the fallen foe, looks where he is and stares at the crowd. He senses Wilton getting up and Kravinoff goes over the top and climbs down to the floor.

The referee signals for the bell and Hunter's music hits.

Harrys: Here is your winner and the next participant to qualify for the third annual WZCW Lethal Lottery... Hunter Kravinoff!

Cohen: Constantine was screwed.

Copeland: How so, Jack? This environment favours the likes of Kravinoff and he used his expertise and experience to overcome the odds. All in all it was a fair fight... although it's ironic that Hunter had to qualify for the Lethal Lottery by going over the top.

Hunter makes his way up the ramp as Wilton is nearly at his feet. Constantine stares back at Hunter with a frustrated and angry face.


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We're backstage with Chuck Myles in his office as he's writing notes as we see an image of Phoenix on the computer screen for the roulette.

Myles: So that's Justin Cooper against Phoenix in a Chain on a Pole Match later tonight, think I'll have it before the Mayhem Championship. How about a singles match for next? Will it be a Lottery spot too?

The Roulette spins, slowing down but stops and lands on Singles

Fair enough and the contenders?

It starts spinning again as there's a knock at the door,Jordan Lights enters the room.

Lights: Mr. Myles, I know I had my shot at the Lottery at All or Nothing, but I want another chance at getting into the match...

Myles: Woah, woah, easy. You'll have another chance before the Lottery comes. There's about 28 of you minus the champions, so there's still room left, just because there's 18 spots left, don't get worried just yet!

The Roulette stops on Jordan Lights.

Or maybe you should, you got a match next. I tell you what, no matter who comes up next, if you win, I will put you in a Lottery Qualifier next week, deal?

Lights nods at the proposal as the Roulette spins again and starts to slow down, Showtime Cougar, Big Dave, Ty Burna, Jalapeño.

Almost had to face the World Champion right there. Better get going as you're up now

Lights: Yes sir. Thank you sir!

Lights leaves Myles' office.

Myles: So that's a Singles, Pole, Mayhem and EurAsian shot, plus the Cage match been. I better check with Bateman how many more matches I have left, can't have Meltdown take them all now!

Myles picks up his phone and starts dialing.

 

[Phoenix]

Harrys: The following match is scheduled for one fall!

“The Next Door” hits and Jalapeño makes his way to the ring.

Harrys: Introducing first, from Albuquerque, New Mexico and weighing in at 209 pounds, Jalapeño!

Jalapeño enters the ring and takes his vest off as “Far From Over” starts to play over the P.A. system. Jordan Lights comes out as the music begins to play, with the hood on his jacket over his head. At about 12 seconds when the guitars kick in Jordan flips the hood off his jacket and lets out a scream as he lifts his arms in the air as his manager Lilith comes out and slowly walks to the ring with him. They then enter the ring together as Jordan climbs to the ropes as Lilith stands there and watches him before exiting to the ringside area.

Harrys: And his opponent, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and weighing in at 255 pounds, Jordan Lights!

The referee calls for the bell as both men do some last minute visual scouting of their opponent before locking up. Lights is able to slip an arm out and drills Jalapeño with a European uppercut. As Jalapeño stumbles back, Lights grabs him and shoots him off toward the far ropes. Jalapeño rebounds right into a big boot from Lights. He is able to bounce back up, and attempts a springboard roundhouse kick. Lights catches him in midair, however, and dumps him with a powerslam. Lights signals toward Lilith and the crowd with his signature taunt that he is ready to finish Jalapeño. Lights picks up Jalapeño and hits the C.Y.A. He follows that up by locking in The Justification on his unconscious opponent, causing the ref to call for the bell!

Harrys: The winner of the match, Jordan Lights!

Lights releases the hold and begins celebrating with Lilith as the referee tries to revive Jalapeño.

Copeland: Rough night at the office for Jalapeño tonight, eh Jack?

Cohen: I don’t know what you were expecting, Seabass. The guy is named after a Mexican condiment.

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Back again with Myles who's on the phone

Myles: Only SIX matches tonight?

But I've already drawn five!

I suppose it means you get six as well.

Any limitations?

I can only draw TWO more guys? But still free on stipulations?

Fair enough. Here's hoping I get Ty or Showtime then, means my show will be on for a winner!

He hangs up the phone and then picks up his pen again.

Roulette, spin it. Stipulations please!

Myles looks over to see Ty Burna is standing there, he just stands there staring at Myles before finally speaking.

If I'm needed, then let me know.

Ty walks out as Myles looks uncertain as he turns to see the Roulette has landed on Singles, Myles holds his hands in his face in disbelief.

 

[Phoenix]

“The following match on Meltdown Madness will be a Steel Chain on a Pole match.”

The crowd cheers as the ring crew set up the pole on a corner.

I Made It by Kevin Rudolf starts as Justin Cooper comes out to some boos.

“On the way to his ring, from Sydney, Australia and weighing in at 253 lbs, this is Justin Cooper!!”

He makes his way to the ring, ignoring the crowd as he does so. He eyes the chain before turning back to the entrance ramp to see who he is facing.

“And his opponent, weighing in at 213lbs and from the Great Beyond, he is The Eternal One, Phoenix!”

Copeland: "Both men were denied at All or nothing in their respective title opportunities. A win here in this unique match will serve them well on the road to he Lethal Lottery."

The Beginning is the End is the Beginning starts and with the lights dimmed lo,. Phoenix makes his way out to a booing crowd. He walks down the ramp slowly, his eyes never leaving his opponent. He slides into the ring and begins to eye up the chain, which hangs twelve feet above his head.

Phoenix and Cooper tie up and quickly Cooper uses his weight advantage force Phoenix into the ropes. Phoenix sneaks out by wriggling underneath Cooper who almost eats the Rebirth kick from Phoenix but he avoids it by ducking out of the way. He pushes Phoenix out of the way and sprints to the opposite corner to attempt to retrieve the chain. Phoenix gets up and kicks him in the back, which stops his progress before dropping him with a German Suplex from the second rope!

Copeland: “Of course the risk of this match increases with both having to reach the item of the pole and then use it.”

Cohen: “And that weapon is a brutal steel chain, you can guarantee the sick SOB that is Phoenix is, he wants to get up there and make sure he is the first to use it and end this match using the chain.”

Phoenix rolls out the ring and grabs Cooper by his leg. He pulls him towards the rope, ties his leg around the ring post and slams his knee joint into the steel! As Cooper screams, Phoenix pulls out of the ring and across to the other corner. He stands Cooper up and leans him against the steel. He stands back and walks away before sprinting at Cooper. He tries to hit a huge running kick but Cooper falls out the way and Phoenix crashes and burns, crotches himself on the post.

Copeland: “Phoenix seems to have dominated this match but maybe that mistake will give him time to get up there!”

Cooper rolls away. He grabs Phoenix and hits a body slam on the floor before rolling his opponent and then himself into the ring. Cooper hits him with a double arm DDT before going to reach the chain. He almost undoes the karabiner but Phoenix interrupts him again by grabbing his foot. Cooper kicks him off and goes to do it again but instead Phoenix goes to sweep his legs to crotch Cooper on the turnbuckle!

As Cooper falls, Phoenix ties his left leg up between the middle and top rope. Cooper flails but is unable to do anything to prevent Phoenix from retrieving the chain!

Cohen: “Bad times for Justin Cooper, look at the sick look that is on the face of Phoenix.”

The evil former tag champ has a glint in his eye as he looks at the metal. He pulls Cooper off the ropes and wraps the chain around Cooper’s shoulder. Cooper fights but the Return to Heliopolis is locked in! Cooper tries desperately to resist but Phoenix pulls deep and Cooper has to tap!

Harrys: And the winner of this match by submission, Phoenix!!!

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Copeland: "Ladies and gentlemen, we are hearing from backstage of a ruckus. I think we have cameras there now."

Cohen: "Let's see what the hell is going on!"

We see a crowd of blue-shirted security trying to separate The Ratings Winner Austin Reynolds, John Constantine and Showtime David Cougar.

"You a**hole, I'm going to rip your neck off!"

"Screw you copycat!"

"Get off me you waster!"

They exchange more verbal insults before breaking through the security to lay more punches. Austin seems to be getting an advantage before more security arrive and form a divide between Austin and his nemeses. Surrounded by more of the security, Chuck Myles arrives and shouts over the ruckus.

"What the hell are you three playing at!"

All three men begin to protest before Bateman interrupts.

"ENOUGH!! You are lucky that you are not getting suspended for this crap! Constantine, what are you doing in this damn arena! I've had enough of this! Get to your dressing rooms NOW!!"

Bateman is clearly seething.

"Get to the next damn match!"

 

[Phoenix]

Harrys: The following contest is a fatal four way match for the WZCW Mayhem Championship!

Mr. Baller by Royce Da 5'9' begins playing and Baller makes his way out to boos from the crowd. He walks down the entrance ramp while spinning a basketball on one finger and taunting the fans at ringside. He gets to ringside and signs the basketball with a sharpie and fakes tossing it into the crowd before setting it next to the steps. He enters the ring and tears off his warm up suit.

Harrys: Introducing first, from Miami, Florida. He stands 6'3" and weighs 220 lbs, Mr. Baller!

Copeland: Baller must be feeling very confident after becoming the first man to qualify for the Lethal Lottery rather than the last one.

Cohen: He's improved greatly Seabass, and after tonight he'll be carrying the Mayhem title into the Lethal Lottery.

Unstoppable starts playing and Ferbian makes his way out to the entrance ramp as the lights change to a dim blue. He enters the ring and looks at Baller before climbing the turnbuckle and posing.

Harrys: His first opponent, from Copenhagen, Denmark. Ferbian!

Goodbye hits and Baez makes his way out to a loud pop from the crowd. He walks along the stage in a frantic manner, playing to the crowd and firing them up. He walks down the entrance ramp with an intense look on his face and slides into the ring, posing for the crowd once more.

Harrys: Their opponent, from Rat's Ass, America. He stands 6'2" and weighs 225 lbs, Baez!

Copeland: Thanks to the randomness of Meltdown Madness, Baez has an opportunity to reclaim the Mayhem Title once more!

Cohen: Oh for the love of God, if Baez wins the Mayhem title again we'll never hear the end of this.

The German National Anthem begins playing and Wilhelm Wunderbar walks out to the top of the entrance ramp with the Mayhem Championship around his waist and stands looking down at the three men in the ring. He shakes his head and makes his way down the ramp as the crowd begins booing him. He enters the ring and removes his coat and hands it to the ref as well as the Mayhem title.

Harrys: And finally, from Berlin, Germany. He is the WZCW Mayhem Champion, Wilhelm Wunderbar!

Cohen: Now here is a man who we should be proud of as Mayhem Champion, far better than a failed Wall Street hack or a masked idiot.

Copeland: Regardless of your opinion Cohen, he's got a difficult task ahead of him. He does not need to be pinned to lose the title.

The ref signals for the bell and Ferbian and Baller lock up immediately and begin trading blows. Baez and Wunderbar square off in the middle of the ring. Baez hits a quick kick followed up by a huracanrana, sending Wunderbar to the outside. Baez follows up with a suicide dive over the top rope and crashes hard into Wunderbar. Meanwhile Baller gets control over Ferbian and connects with a swinging neckbreaker. Baller climbs to the top rope quickly and jumps off, connecting with a big leg drop. He hooks a leg on Ferbian 1...2.. Ferbian kicks out. Baller gets to his feet and grabs Ferbian, tossing him to the outside. Baller follows suit and slams Ferbian's head into the railing. On the other side of the ring, Baez is pounding away at Wunderbar before sending him shoulder first into the ring steps. Baez looks under the ring and pulls out a kendo stick to a loud pop from the crowd. He lines Wunderbar up and begins swinging away, each hit causing a loud cracking sound and Wunderbar tries to cover up. Ferbian is also getting beaten on by Baller but quickly reverses a strike and hits an European Uppercut. He kicks Baller in the midsection and whips him hard into the ring apron and Baller screams out in pain but is quickly dropped by a big boot from Ferbian. Ferbian reaches under the ring and brings out a steel chair to another pop from the crowd.

Copeland: This didn't take long for the match to breakdown. It looks as if Baez wants to to take it to the current champion and Ferbian is not happy with his loss at AoN.

Cohen: Shameless pandering to the crowd, why don't they just get the job done and win the title?

Baez throws Wunderbar into the ring and slides in as well, continuing his attack on the champion with the kendo stick. He lifts Wunderbar up but only to drop him down with a White Russian Legsweep. He covers Wunderbar but Ferbian quickly enters the ring to break the count up with a chair shot to the back of Baez. Wunderbar rolls out of the way as Ferbian hits another chair shot. Ferbian drops the chair and lifts Baez up but Baez hits a quick chin breaker and Ferbian falls back head first onto the chair. Baez stomps away at Ferbian for a moment before grabbing the kendo stick once more and begins swinging away at Ferbian's chest. The kendo stick finally breaks and Baez slides to the outside for another weapon. He looks under the ring and grabs a table. Baller meanwhile recovers on the outside and slides into the ring and goes for a quick cover on Ferbian. 1....2.... Ferbian kicks out. Wunderbar as well gets to his feet and catches Baller with a single arm DDT as he's rising to his feet. Baez gets the table into the ring but is cut off but Wunderbar who gets Baez up and hits a underhook STO. With the others down Wunderbar poses and the crowd boos him loudly.

Cohen: And there is your Mayhem Champion ladies and gentlemen! Getting the job done!

Copeland: Isn't he pandering for the crowd's disapproval Cohen?

Cohen: Shut up Seabass.

Wunderbar drags Ferbian up and hits a few punches on him before whipping him into the ropes. He goes for a clothesline but Ferbian ducks and hits a dropkick on the rebound. Ferbian grabs the chair and blasts the rising Wunderbar in the head and Wunderbar collapses hard. Baller meanwhile is to his feet while this is going on and gets the table set up. He attacks Ferbian from behind and spins him around and connects with a jumping DDT. He gets to his feet and drags Ferbian over to the table and throws him on top of it. Baller motions for Buzzerbeater and climbs to the top turnbuckle. He jumps off but Ferbian rolls off the table at the lat second and Baller crashes through the table.

Copeland: I think Baller is out cold!

Cohen: Air ball!

Baez is finally back to his feet and he's working over Wunderbar. He hits a scoop slam and drops Wunderbar onto the chair and slides out and grabs another chair from the ringside assistant. He gets back in and sets Wunderbar up for a con chair to but Wunderbar moves out of the way at the last second. Wunderbar gets up and quickly hits a roundhouse kick to the head and Baez is knocked down and out of the ring. Wunderbar turns around and meets Ferbian in the middle of the ring. Both men exchange punches and Wunderbar gets the advantage. He's able to drop Ferbian with a double underhook suplex and tries to lock in the Kaizerlock! Ferbian struggles and is able to kick Wunderbar away. Ferbian scrambles to his feet and catches Wunderbar with a knee to the midsection and quickly hits The Deal-Breaker right onto the chair! He covers Wunderbar 1..2...3! The ref signals for the bell.

Harrys: Here is your winner, and the new WZCW Mayhem Champion, Ferbian!

Copeland: Unbelievable! Ferbian overcame the odds and has won the Mayhem Champion!

Cohen: This can't be happening! This was rigged!

Copeland: This is the beauty of Meltdown Madness, you don't know what's going to happen.

Ferbian sits up after pinning Wunderbar and slowly gets to his feet. The ref hands Ferbian the Mayhem Championship and raises his arm. Ferbian looks to be in shock as he stares at the Mayhem Championship and the crowd pops loudly for the new champion. Baller slowly regains consciousness and rolls out of the ring, shaking his head. Ferbian climbs to the second turnbuckle and raises the WZCW Mayhem title up high to the delight of the crowd.

Copeland: Congratulations to our new Mayhem Champion Ferbian. Don't go anywhere folks, the surprises have just begun tonight!

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We go backstage and find Jalapeño throwing some stuff in a gym bag in one of the locker rooms.

I can't let this keep happening. These guys keep beating me; it's almost like I don't show up at all... What's in there?

Jalapeño goes over to a cardboard box on the other side of the room that is shaking violently. He slowly opens it, and a pack of rats come flying out of the box and attack Jalapeño's face. He screams out and a janitor runs into the room.

So that's where I left these damn things.

He grabs the rats and puts them back into the box before looking down at the bloodied and chewed up face of Jalapeño.

I'll get you a doctor. Man, destroyed by Jordan Lights earlier and now this. Hope you got some good insurance.

 

[Phoenix]

Harrys: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Vices hits the PA system and Tucker Graham makes his way out to a good pop from the crowd. He spits mist out at the top of the ramp before running down to the ring and slapping hands with the fans. He slides into the ring and raises his arm up and the crowd pops again.

Harrys: Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada. He stands 5'10" and weighs 185 lbs, Tucker Graham!

We Are One begins playing and Toyota makes his way out with a determined look on his face. He walks swiftly down to the ring and enters the ring. He tears off his jumpsuit and tosses it over the ropes.

Harrys: And his opponent, from Matsumoto, Japan. He stands 6'0" and weighs 550 lbs, Wasabi Toyota!

Copeland: Well we have an interesting matchup here Cohen. These two took part in the Tag Team Title Gauntlet match at All or Nothing, but both of their teams came up short.

Cohen: And that's exactly what happened Seabass, they came up short to the great Crashin Movement. What does it matter who wins this match?

Copeland: Well I would assume the winner of this match would gain momentum towards a title shot against the Crashin Movement.

Cohen: I'll believe it when I see it.

The ref signals for the bell and Graham runs right at Toyota and hits a clothesline, but Toyota doesn't budge. He shoves Graham across the ring and walks over to the downed Graham. Graham springs up quickly and goes for a running leg lariat. Toyota catches him in mid air and tosses him across the ring with a belly to belly suplex. Graham looks dazed as Toyota picks him up and drops him down hard with a Samoan Drop. He backs up and hits a huge splash and immediately hooks the leg for a cover. 1...2... Graham barely kicks out.

Copeland: Graham just hasn't been able to get going this match. It's been all Toyota so far.

Cohen: Clearly Graham has been partying a bit too hard. He keeps running into a brick wall and Toyota is just crushing him.

Toyota lifts Graham up and whips him into the ropes and hits a hard Savate kick. Graham gets knocked to the ground and Toyota poses to cheers from the crowd. Graham struggles to get to his feet. Finally he pulls himself up as Toyota begins making his way over. Graham goes for another springboard splash but Toyota catches him and locks in the Bearhug! Graham struggles in the hold but Toyota squeezes him tighter and slowly Graham goes limp in the hold. The ref checks on Graham and signals for the bell.

Harrys: Here is your winner by submission, Wasabi Toyota!

Copeland: Impressive victory for Toyota tonight, Graham did not have a chance against The Masumato Mauler.

Cohen: Graham needs to go back to the drawing board and not the party scene. As for Toyota, Brothers In Arms still don't stand a chance against the Crashin Movement.

Toyota drops Graham who crumbles to the ground and the ref raises his hand. Suddenly the Crashin Movement runs down and slide into the ring. Toyota turns around and Kurtesy hits the Prescription Sedated. Toyota is out cold as Holmes and Crashin begin stomping away at Toyota.

Copeland: This is just sick, what is the meaning of this?

Cohen: The Crashin Movement proving their dominance once more Seabass what do you expect?

Holmes picks up Graham and drops him down with the Imperial Impaler and promptly tosses him to the outside. The Crashin Movement stand tall above Toyota as Holmes and Kurtesy lift up the WZCW World Tag Team titles into the air as the crowds boos becoming deafening. The crowd pops loudly suddenly as Hammond runs down to the ring with a chair in hand. He slides into the ring and the Crashin Movement bails outside. Hammond slams the chair against the ropes and yells at backtracking Crashin Movement. He kneels down and checks on Toyota while the three others exit to the back.

Copeland: It appears this war between the Crashin Movement and Brothers In Arms isn't over.

Cohen: And already the Movement has the upper hand. Toyota is still out in the ring.

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We're backstage with the Crashin Movement, Crashin and Holmes are in their suits while Kurtesy is in his ring gear, their Tag Belts on the pedestal.

Crashin: Right, so our chance to get the EurAsian Championship is coming up. You feeling ready Steven?

Kurtesy: As ready as I'll ever be! I could have been the first Triple Crown Champion with the way I've been getting these shots for us!

Holmes: Not to mention that I've still got to be drawn, meaning I could get an Elite X or a World Title shot on Ascension.

Crashin: Nothing like more gold to be in our ranks, we have proven ourselves to be unstoppable, we will continue it. Even if you don't get the same chance as Steven has, you will still make the Crashin Movement proud with each step you take with those belts around your waists. If it's not a championship, it's the Lethal Lottery, if it's not that, then it's stopping anyone who feels they can oppose us!

There's a knock at the door, as Barbosa enters, Kurtesy stands up and approaches him.

Kurtesy: Now, I know we were "opponents" at All or Nothing. But we never faced off, so I have no grudge with you. However, I've seen what you're capable of, and if you're ready, one of us will walk out of there with the EurAsian Championship, doesn't matter if it's you or me, I will let you walk out of there you get the pin.

Barbosa says nothing and walks off. Kurtesy grabs his belt as his colleagues question what he just said, but he winks at them as he exits their locker room.

 

[Phoenix]

The Beginning is the End is the Beginning starts and the lights dim low. Phoenix makes his way out to a booing crowd. He walks down the ramp and walks past the ring, he heads straight over to the announce table to have a seat and sits with Copeland and Cohen.

Copeland: What a surprise! Welcome to the announce table Phoenix, I take it we know why you’re down here?

Phoenix: It’s a championship match that I came so close to winning at All or Nothing, I have to see how the fluke champion is so I can eye up the next shot!

Copeland: Nothing to do with Blade then?

Phoenix glares over at Copeland

Cohen: How are you feeling after your match earlier tonight?

Phoenix: I think given that I wasn’t prepared for it, I came through fine, not sure what I would say about Justin Cooper, but then his team lost to a single man, there’s not much credential you can give him.

The bell signals as Truman Harrys stands in the ring.

Harrys: The following tag team match, scheduled for one fall is for the WZCW EurAsian Championship! If Chris Beckford is pinned by Barbosa or Dr. Steven Kurtesy, they will become the new EurAsian Champion!

‘Bliss’ bursts throughout the arena to a massive hearing of boos as dark red lights start to flash. Blade walks out on to the stage, he looks disappointed but also unfazed by the crowd but he makes his way down, keeping his eyes firmly beyond the ring.

Harrys: Introducing first, from Dublin, Ireland, weighing in at 235 pounds, Blade!

Copeland: Well Blade earlier tonight hoped he would be in another EurAsian title match, but I doubt he wanted to aid the champion!

Phoenix: Blade is a person who will stick a knife in your back if given the opportunity, I let my guard down against him at All or Nothing and it just proved that he not been that lucky in that match, I would have been the one teaming with him tonight.

Blade climbs in the ring and heads to the ropes in front of the announce table, he points at Phoenix and tries to challenge him to come to the ring but “Enya Stomp” kicks in as the crowd cheers to the sight of the new EurAsian Champion at the top of the stage, he spreads his arms out as he bolts down to the ring and slides in. He’s quickly on his feet again before jumping onto the bottom left turnbuckle and points to his belt and lets the fans sink in with the moment. He spreads his arms again and does a backflip off of it.

Harrys: His partner, from Leeds, England, weighing in at 226 pounds, he is the WZCW EurAsian Champion, Chris Beckford!

Cohen: Soon to be former!

Phoenix: You really think a two time Tag Chump of the Crashin Movement is going to walk out with the belt?

Cohen: I was routing for Barbosa!

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Dr. Steven Kurtesy is out onto the stage with a set of boos from the crowd, he looks around from side to side before he unhooks his Tag Title belt from around his waist and raises it to the crowd which gets a mixed reaction before he slowly paces down the entrance ramp.

Harrys: Introducing the challengers, first, representing the Crashin Movement, from Sydney, Australia, weighing in at 235 pounds, he is one half of the WZCW Tag Team Champions, Dr. Steven Kurtesy!

Kurtesy reaches the bottom of the ramp with his title over his shoulder as he points to the other signalling that he will walk out with two belts tonight as both Beckford and Blade tell him to get into the ring as his music fades out.

Copeland: Now Ladies and Gentleman, this week on WZCW.com, we were asking you to vote for Barbosa’s new entrance music out of a selection, the final votes have come in and we will unveil to you the new theme now.

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Everyone in the arena starts to laugh in a frenzy, including those in the ring and at the announce table, all except Steven Kurtesy who stands there looking embarrassingly annoyed as he turns around to face the stage as Barbosa emerges onto the stage with a smirk on his face as he paces down to the ring full of energy as Kurtesy stands there looking on with a look of belief on his face.

Harrys: His partner, from Bedlam, weighing 237 pounds, Barbosa!

Copeland: …La..la..ladies and gentleman…I’m sorry, I’m just in hysterics here!

Phoenix: Uh-oh, find Kurtesy a sense of humour, I’m sure Barbosa has a couple of personalities to spare!

Cohen: Seabass, and I thought you were a professional! But I must admit, I didn’t realise it was the year 2000 once again…

Kurtesy gets up into Barbosa’s face with disbelief and asks him “Why are you smiling? Do you realise everyone is laughing at you? I want you to use this music to motivate yourself, get that rage out, unleash the beast! We can’t have two mocking us, find it in you!” Kurtesy then slaps Barbosa across the face which turns his smile into a straight frown and Kurtesy smiles at the sight of this saying “That’s it, now go get them!” Barbosa rolls his neck and smiles in a devious way as he runs straight into the ring and stands opposite Beckford and Blade who look unsure at the situation only for Barbosa to scream in rage and take down the EurAsian Champion with a clothesline as the bell is rung and the match is under way. Barbosa gets Beckford up and leaning against the ropes as he slams a knee into the abs of the champion and again before irish whipping him off of the rope and catching him with a swinging neckbreaker on the return. He stomps towards Blade in the corner which has him move in anticipation of an attack but Barbosa does nothing before continuing his assault on Beckford by sitting him up on the mat and then slamming him back down again. He gets Beckford up to his feet, holding on tight before he uses an overhead sambo suplex, he goes for the early cover, 1…..2….kickout by Beckford. Kurtesy calls for a tag which Barbosa sees and goes from looking frustrated to calm and relaxed, so he goes to tag Kurtesy in, he stands waiting before going for a low clothesline to drop Beckford down as Blade looks on slightly frustrated at how the match is going, Kurtesy drags Beckford and locks in the Hypnosis which Beckford tries to struggle out of it but Kurtesy keeps it tight, Beckford sways as Kurtesy follows the weight of him around as Beckford slowly goes nearer to his corner as Kurtesy keeps the hold, he looks as Blade and mouths “the belt is mine” which gives Beckford a chance to knock his head back to knock Kurtesy off, he then uses his feet to climb the turnbuckle and lift himself over Kurtesy, countering the Hypnosis into a reverse DDT, he reaches out and tags Blade in.

Blade gets into the ring and stands behind Kurtesy who gets back up to feet, he turns and is met by Blade who locks around his waist and throws him over with a belly to belly suplex, Kurtesy is back up and walks into another belly to belly, he gets up and Blades goes to throw him for a third but as he does so, Kurtesy grabs Blade’s arm and drags with the momentum of the throw and locks onto the arm but Blade is too near the ropes and any submission attempt is prevented immediately. Both men are on their feet again as they exchange rights with each other, Blade then goes for a kick but Kurtesy grabs it, Blade goes for an enziguri and it is ducked as Kurtesy uses a dragon screw to get Blade back on the mat and follows up with a single leg boston crab and locks it in right in the centre of the ring. Blade is winching at the pain as Kurtesy locks in the move, he looks at Beckford before looking again as Beckford shrugs his shoulders knowing the situation to which Kurtesy responds by releasing the hold and getting up in Beckford’s face in an exchange of words. As they countine, Kurtesy tries to swing at Beckford who blocks and tries a shoulder barge between the ropes but Kurtesy grabs Beckford by the head and drags him through the ropes except for his feet, looking for the DDT but Blade is back up and hits an enziguri to the back of the head, making Kurtesy drop the ground and keeping Beckford safe.

Copeland: Kurtesy’s starting to realise the dilemma, he can’t win if he pins Blade, but he can’t afford to lose to Blade either.

Cohen: Did you expect Kurtesy to figure anything less?

Phoenix: Wasn’t his PHD written on the back of an airplane safety manual?

Blade hooks Kurtesy from behind around the waist and drags him up to his feet for a few seconds as he slams him overhead with a german suplex with a bridge, 1……2……Kurtesy rolls out of it. He’s slow to his feet as he has his back to Blade who stands waiting, but he turns to hit a spinning heel kick on Blade as he crawl to his corner and tags Barbosa in who goes for quick cover attempt, 1……..2….kickout. Kurtesy holds his head in relief. Barbosa gets Blade up into a powerbomb position, he lifts him up and paces over the corner near Beckford, he slams Blade into the corner and grabs his head, unaware that Beckford blind tags Blade from behind and gives a running bulldog out of the corner, he gets to his feet and is met by a Beckford springboard dropkick directly from the ring apron. Beckford runs at the ropes as Barbosa gets back to his feet and Beckford hits another springboard dropkick, he gets behind Barbosa who’s up again as Beckford grabs him from behind to drop him with a faceplant, he goes for the cover, 1…..2…..kickout by Barbosa. Beckford heads over to the turnbuckle and climbs up quickly, he stands waiting for his opponent before he launches up and goes for a hurricanrana as both men are spinning around the centre of the ring until it stops with Barbosa slamming Beckford to the mat with a sideslam. The content looking side of Barbosa changes to a strange smirk as he seats Beckford up and locks on a chinlock tightly on the champion, Barbosa looks ready to be EurAsian Champion as his opponent tries to resist the hold.

Blade climbs into the ring clothesline Barbosa to release the hold, saving the champion, he has his back turned to Kurtesy who tries to knock him on the back of the head but Blade is quick to avoid and then locks the doctor in a suplex hold and lifts him slowly over the ropes, bringing him into the ring and slamming straight onto the canvas. Blade gets back up as Barbosa stands there in front of him as they both stare each other down, Barbosa grabs Blade and tries to hit a kitchen sink but Blade rolls over through the knee to avoid the effect and then hits Barbosa with the Blade Runner before rolling out of the ring. Beckford who’s now recuperated ascends the turnbuckle once more and measures the distance between him and Barbosa, he leaps up into the air with the Cross County but Kurtesy suddenly leaps up and catches him in midair to hit a modified Prescripted Sedation, taking both men out as all men are down, the referee starts a ten count. By the time he reaches 5, Barbosa gets an arm over Beckford, 1……2…..Blade tags Beckford by the foot and cancels the pin. He gets and kicks Barbosa’s head to get him off Beckford as he lays out flat.

Copeland: This is a tight contest here, I can’t tell who’s going to win.

Cohen: Beckford’s fortunate to have Blade assist him on this, we would have had a new champion by now!

Phoenix: Time for a championship interjection!

Copeland: Wait, what?

Phoenix goes cover to the other side of the announce table to grab the EurAsian Championship from the timekeeper as Blade starts ascending the turnbuckle, looking for his signature frog splash on laid out Barbosa. Kurtesy shouts at the referee who gets distracted as Phoenix then leaps up onto the apron and slams the belt into the back of Blade’s head as he slips and crotches on top of the turnbuckle. Phoenix leaps down as Barbosa staggers up to his feet and sees Blade in the position he is, he heads over to him and grabs hold of him, using the precarious position he’s in to hit the Doppelgänger, he goes for the cover, 1……2…….3. Kurtesy holds his heads but shrugs it off as Barbosa has a smile on his face as his hand is raised. Phoenix walks away from the ring, keeping a close eye on Blade.

Harrys: Here are your winners, Barbosa and Dr. Steven Kurtesy!

Copeland: They got the victory, but the title has not changed hands. But what was Phoenix thinking?

Cohen: Thinking? He knew what he was doing. Blade screwed him out at All or Nothing, he screwed Blade out here. At least we can say that Blade was pinned this time!

Kurtesy walks off with his Tag Team Championship, he points and says a few words towards Phoenix but he shrugs him off looking uninterested. Barbosa continues to celebrate his victory as his song plays around the arena, he can’t stop smiling as Beckford is sitting on the apron, holding onto his belt, knowing he is still the champion despite the loss, Blade slowly starts to roll onto his side.

Cohen: One thing we know for certain, this business between Phoenix and Blade is far from over!

Copeland: No doubt there! Well Ladies and Gentleman, we have reached the end of Meltdown Madness, but expect more expectedness as Ascension Anarchy will air tomorrow with more random matches to be made, be sure to be there, as for us here. Alongside Jack Cohen, I’m Sebastian Copeland, I will see you next time!

Blade is on his belly looking up and staring straight at Phoenix who is staring back as Meltdown goes off the air.

 

[Ty Burna]

Who wrote what:

Graham/Toyota, Mayhem Title Match - Ty
Barbosa/Steven Kurtesy vs. Blade/Chris Beckford, Opening, Backstage - Phoenix
Phoenix/Cooper Backstage - Numbers
Wilton/Constantine/Kravinoff - Falkon
Lights/Jalapeno - Thriller

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