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[The official UCW Gold Rush theme ‘Breath Into Me’ by Red kicks into action as pictures from Gold Rush begin to roll across the screen, after a few shots of various people progressing through the tournament the music begins to fade and we can hear the live commentary instead. On the screen Chip Horton hits Bison with his Mark of Awesomeness, only for the big man to somehow kick out, we get a close up of Chip’s face frozen in disbelief as Jeff Dodson screams over the top of the action, then we get a clip of the Bison’s Rage that finally put the match to bed before a split screen of Bison lifting the title and Horton out of it in the centre of the ring. Next we see a quick fire montage of some high flying action from the final, we get full clips of both Greg Venom’s stunning Venom Dive through the announce table and Patrick McCarthy’s moonsault from the top of the ladder, complete with hysterics from Jeff Dodson, before once again we go to a split screen, this time showing on his knees, staring at the title grasped in his hands while Greg Venom lies motionless on the canvas, hands covering his face, bloodied, bruised and empty handed. As the screen fades a caption appears on the screen in big bold, red text: Gold Rush Fall-Out, tonight. McCarthy v Venom v Bison v Horton, Live!]

[‘Superstar’ by Saliva begins to play as the opening video sequence of UCW Mind Games launches in action. Scenes of the UCW roster flash across the screen and we see the likes of Liam Hennigan, Chip Horton, Stardust, Peter Gilmour, Bison, David Jones et al. We end on a sequence of UCW’s previous World Champions, with Maynard, Joey Johnson and Doctor Ian and Greg Venom celebrating with the title, flanked by Doctor Ian and special guest referee Renegade before we end on Patrick McCarthy celebrating his win at Gold Rush, surrounded by ticker tape..]



[The scene opens to the UCW fans, cheering, camera flashes and signs held aloof, such as “The Saint” – The New Messiah, We Want More Annie and The Guy behind me can’t see the ring. After a few close ups on a few pretty faces and small children, the camera spins to Jeff Dodson and Mike Heffron sat at ringside.]

Jeff Dodson: Welcome to Mind Games everyone! I’m Jeff Dodson and besides me is my co-commentator Mike Heffron.

Mike Heffron: Ha! They’ve only tuned in to see me Dodso!

Jeff Dodson: Right… This is the first Mind Games since Gold Rush II. And what a Goldrush that was!

Mike Heffron: We had a new Champion crowned! “The Saint” Patrick McCarthy.

Jeff Dodson: It was an impressive debut for McCarthy, he went through four matches to become champion, one of them ended up the Intercontinental Champion, that man was Bison. The other two, in the Semi’s Doctor Ian and the final Greg Venom, both of them former UCW World Champion’s themselves.

Mike Heffron: Pffft. I still think Chip Horton should have won it!

Jeff Dodson: Who’s next then? Marty Wright? Give me a break.

Mike Heffron: Marty Wright? Where the hell did that come from?

Jeff Dodson: What a show we have for you tonight folks. Including Chip Horton in a fatal fourway, as he tries to stake his claim to the Intercontinental Championship, he squares off against the Intercontinental Champion Bison, Greg Venom, who lost in the Goldrush final to the last competitor in this match, Patrick McCarthy. McCarthy of course is the new World Champion here in UCW.

Jeff Dodson: I think McCarthy made a lot of enemies at Gold Rush…

[Suddenly “Too Cool For School” by Fountains of Wayne hits the sound system…]

Jeff Dodson: Ha ha! Here comes one of them now!

[Doctor Ian appears on top of the ramp to a thunderous testimonial from the UCW fans. Ian, wearing a navy blue matching suit, with a white t-shirt and a blue and black striped tie topped off with a black cowboy hat, walks straight down to the ring, not really acknowledging any of the UCW fans in the arena. As he gets to the ring steps, he almost runs up them, holding back his tie as he steps through the ropes, taking the microphone from Donald Donavan. Ian rubs his nose, scratches his beard and holds his hands up to quiet the crowd.]

Doctor Ian: Encase no one heard, the sales figures are in for Gold Rush II and the numbers were twenty percent higher than the projected prediction. So lets all congratulate UCW on a fantastic show.

[Ian, along with the other UCW fans in the arena applaud, but Ian stops quickly again raising his hand].

Doctor Ian: But I’m not out here to direct my appreciation at the UCW staff for the show, I’m out here to stake my claim to the throne. I’m out here for one reason only. Patrick McCarthy, the new UCW World Heavyweight Champion. I’ve seen you kid, walking around, belt slung on your shoulder, fresh from its daily morning cleanse of water and baking soda. But you’ve forgotten one detail in your accomplishment this week; you don’t take things that don’t belong to you.

[Ian steps back, some of the crowd unsure with the Good Doctor’s reactions.]

Doctor Ian: You haven’t wrestled in how long is it, two years? Longer? And what a debut it was. Defeating Greg Venom, defeating Bison, defeating Stardust and defeating the Good Doctor. You’ve made yourself the only person in history to defeat Doctor Ian and Greg Venom in one night. Both former World Champions here in UCW. Both still hungry for that success one more time. But everyone knows that the main contender for your championship McCarthy is the Capital M to the E. If all my thoughts, energy and effort was solely on one man, then there is no chance in hell you could have defeated me. Sooner or later you and I are going to meet for the UCW World Championship. And, McCarthy, I’m going to take the Championship from you. And Patrick, if you were still with Scarlett Willis, I’d take her too.

[The UCW fans begin to jeer loudly. Ian simply grins]

Doctor Ian: Hell, this bandwagon you have rolling, seems to me like its on one hell of a ride right now. And I’m here, ready to steer it off course…

[Suddenly “Poison” by Alice Cooper hits the sound system, interrupting the talking Doctor Ian. The crowd give half cheers and some boos as Greg Venom walks our from behind the curtain. He laughs at Ian in the ring as he brushes off the UCW fans attempting to touch him for a high-five. Venom, wearing a black “Motley Crue” t-shirt, black jeans and black storm trooper boots, rolls under the ring ropes, picking up a microphone from the corner of the ring. He taps Ian on the chest, Doctor Ian quickly brushing Venom’s touch off of the Giorgio Armani.]

Greg Venom: Don’t worry Doc. It doesn’t stain. Let me ask you something… brother.

Doctor Ian: Go ahead! It’s my show.

[Greg Venom grins, almost laughing.]

Greg Venom: Right. Right. Your show. I forgot, your Doctor Ian, the mighty King of UCW. The man, who joined UCW, dragged it from the depths of hell and gave it a new feel. How am I doing so far?

[Doctor Ian nods, agreeing.]

Doctor Ian: Pretty well.

Greg Venom: Well mighty King, where exactly were you in the Gold Rush II final. If memory serves me right, wasn’t it Patrick McCarthy against someone else for the UCW World Championship. Who was it, my memory is a little hazy, um… oh yeah. ME! Greg Venom.

[Venom stands back, looking Ian up and down.]

Greg Venom: That’s right, I was in the final. Surely that means I should be the number one contender. But yet, you, in your freshly pressed Armani suit, gold watch and that faggy arsed cowboy hat expect to open your mouth and be an automatic number one contender to a Championship you lost to me. Now, I’m not great at maths…

Doctor Ian: You got that right…

Greg Venom: But something’s not adding up here. Its like you are putting two and two together and getting nine.

[Doctor Ian, removes his tie from his neck and unbuttons his top button on the shirt.]

Doctor Ian: Well it sounds to me, like your offering a number one contenders match to me.

Greg Venom: That sounds good to me.

[Doctor Ian removes his blazer and untucks his shirt from his trousers.]

Doctor Ian: How about now?

Greg Venom: That’s just dandy!

[Both Venom and Ian drops their respective microphones and square up to each other in the center of the UCW ring. They both mouth words to each other, the TV microphones unable to pick them up, Venom smiles and Ian loads off a right hook to his brother. Venom stumbles back wards, before charging back at Ian, into a Lou Thesz press and pummelling Ian from on top of him.]

Jeff Dodson: Oh my God!!! It’s all going off here! Greg! Ian! Oh My God! We need security out here!

[Ian manages to kick Venom off of him, but Venom gets to his feet, stomping on Ian’s stomach. Venom then slides outside the ring, grabbing a chair from the timekeeper. Venom slides back into the ring, with Ian getting to his feet. Venom attempts to clock Ian on the head with the chair, but Ian kicks him in the midsection, Venom dropping the chair. Ian and Venom lock up again, both throwing punches.]

Jeff Dodson: We need officials out here to stop them!

Mike Heffron: Let them go!

Jeff Dodson: Venom has a match later! He needs to conserve his energy for that.

[Back in the ring, Venom and Ian continue to go at it. Suddenly “Eye of the Tiger” by Survivor hits the sound system. Ian and Greg release their grip on each other, looking at each other bewildered. A familiar UCW face appears from behind the curtain on the ramp, wearing a grey suit with aviator sunglasses.]

Jeff Dodson: Can you believe it! It’s Tommy DeWitt!

[Tommy DeWitt walks down to the ring, Doctor Ian and Greg Venom both looking confused at each other. As Tommy gets into the ring, he picks up a loose microphone. Venom nods at Tommy, whilst from behind Venom, Ian attacks him with a push. Venom stumbles forward, spinning around, then pushing the Good Doctor back.]

Tommy DeWitt: Whoa! Whoa! Easy fella’s. Come on now.

[Venom pushes Tommy away before charging at Ian, who pushes Venom back. Tommy stands back.]

Tommy DeWitt: Guys, guys, look at yourselves for one moment. Can’t you see something, or am I the only one watching UCW at the moment? Doctor Ian against Greg Venom, it’s not right? Can’t you see this is what everyone here, the UCW Roster, the UCW Staff, the UCW fans want. They want to see you two kick the living shit out of each other.

[The UCW fans boo DeWitt, who stands back, walking around the ring.]

Mike Heffron: Jees, DeWitt! Let them go!

Tommy DeWitt: Come on guys? What are you fighting for? For what? To satisfy these people, the so called fans, who don’t know the slightest thing about family values?

[The crowd jeers DeWitt again, who shakes his head.]

Tommy DeWitt: Listen to me now baby, listen to Tommy. Your both fighting for a company who based its new generation on brother versus brother, blood against blood. Do you hate each other, do you want to put your dirty laundry on TV to let the world to see. No! They’ve taken your family values and turned you both into a bunch of haters, feeding the fuel of what they want! Anger, aggression and blood shed.

[DeWitt places his hand the shoulder of Venom, before angling his head for Ian to join them. Ian places his hand on Venom’s shoulder.]

Tommy DeWitt: Your both better than that, your both better than what UCW has to offer you right now. You don’t deserve to be booed or looked over because your mainstays here, you deserve to be rewarded. You deserve to be appreciated. I started wrestling in FSW because of you Greg. You got Johnny and me in the business. And Doc, you’re the reason I’ve got belief. You’ve gotten me into so many places I lost count. UCWF, DAW, eWa and its both because you are good and decent people. And now, your both fighting each other, pleasing them, when all they want is blood shed.

Mike Heffron: He’s making sense Dodso!

[Tommy looks away in disgust as the fans boo.]

Tommy DeWitt: And what do Joey Johnson, Mike Valens and Annie Alvarez do? Encourage you guys to fight because it’s good for ratings? Now, since they got the bigger name in like Patrick McCarthy, what have they got you two doing? Fighting each other over the scraps. You both should be number one contender’s in my eyes. Why? Because I love you guys. Deep down I know one thing. You both love each other too. Come on, hug it out.

[Doctor Ian looks at Venom; Greg Venom exchanges glances before the two of them hug in the middle of the ring. The crowd jeer loudly, Tommy sitting back and smiling. He joins the hugs.]

Jeff Dodson: Can you believe this?

Mike Heffron: It’s heart warming.

[Doctor Ian takes the microphone from Tommy DeWitt.]

Doctor Ian: You know one thing here Greg, Tommy’s right. You and I are better together than we are apart. If one of us becomes World Champion, the other should be proud and respect the other, not fight among ourselves.

[Greg Venom picks up the other microphone.]

Greg Venom: So what your saying is BROS are back?

Doctor Ian: I think that’s what I’m saying? Is that what your thinking?

Greg Venom: I think that’s what I’m saying? So what does that mean?

Tommy DeWitt: BROS are back together. That’s what I’m declaring!!!

[Ian and Greg both shakes hands in the middle of the ring. When all of a sudden “Cosmonaut” by At The Drive-In hits the speakers and the fans surge to their feet with a thunderous wave of cheers. From behind the entrance curtain emerges the new UCW World Heavyweight Champion: Patrick McCarthy.]

Jeff Dodson: Ladies and Gentlemen, the Saint has entered the building!

[McCarthy – wearing a black leather jacket over a brand new UCW-style “McCarthy Disciple” T-Shirt and jeans – holds the UCW World title slung over his left shoulder and a microphone in his right hand. He stands at the center on the stage for a moment, staring down at DeWitt, Venom and the Doc before extending both arms; the title clenched in his left and hand and the microphone pointed to the fans who chant “Pat McCarthy *Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap*”.]

Mike Heffron: What the hell is McCarthy doing out here? He's ruining this wonderful moment.

[McCarthy drapes the title back over his shoulder before lifting the microphone up to his mouth. He pauses as there is a resurgence of cheers for the new champion.]

Jeff Dodson: Well, Mike, you may not like him, but these fans here in Green Bay are voicing their support for the newly crowned UCW World Heavyweight Champion.

[McCarthy speaks.]

Patrick McCarthy: Green Bay, Wisconsin.

[Cheap crowd pop for the ubiquitous hometown mention.]

Patrick McCarthy: Now I know Wisconsin is known for its cheese, but I didn't think I'd ever see anything as cheesy as what's going on in that ring right now.

[The three men in the ring shoot daggers at McCarthy as he makes his way down the entrance ramp.]

Patrick McCarthy: Far be it for me to interrupt this little love-fest between Ace and Gary, but if you all are going to be talking about Patrick McCarthy and about Patrick McCarthy's WORLD Heavyweight title belt... well then, shouldn't Paddy Mac be there to join in the festivities?

[McCarthy climbs up onto the ring apron and steps into the ring. He pauses for a second to look at the crowd before stepping right up in Dr. Ian's face. The crowd begins buzzing and cheering.]

Patrick McCarthy: Dr. Ian... the king without a throne. You seem to have done a little research about my past, haven't you? Bro, you better careful which names you drop or The Saint just may have to drop
you.

[The crowd cheers as McCarthy gives a little distance before quickly jumping back in Ian's face. Ian though has the biggest shit eating grin on his face the Good Doctor had ever seen.]

Patrick McCarthy: AGAIN!

[The crowd goes wild as Dr. Ian grows red with fury, Tommy DeWitt holding him back.]

Patrick McCarthy: But if you had down your research a little more thoroughly, Doc, you'd have learned that I'm a fighting champion. I'll defend this belt, any damn day, any damn time against any damn one. Whether it be you...

[McCarthy quickly sidesteps to get up in Greg Venom's face]

Patrick McCarthy: ... or YOU! You see I don't know what the UCW was like when you two held this belt, but now that I'm here... now that I'm the champion, the free ride is over. You both want a shot at my title? Be careful what you wish for, boys... you just might get it!

[“Cosmonaut” by At The Drive once again hits the speakers, McCarthy raises the bely above his head. Ian nods to him, Venom motions that he'll see him later in the ring. McCarthy grins as he exits the rings, taking his Championship belt with him, the camera pans back to BROS inside the ring who are leaning on the ring ropes watching McCarthy leave, while discussing tactics.]

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Backstage
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[We are backstage at the Resche Center for Mind Games as Peter Gilmour is seen warming up for his big match versus Liam Hennigan. Peter finishes up his
warmups and then goes over to put on his black cloaked robe as a knock comes on the door.]


Peter: Come in.

[Max Masterson, Peter's long-time friend and mentor comes in wearing a black suit and pants. Peter and Max hug and shake hands as they say hello to each other.]

Max: You ready for tonight's match?

Peter: Indeed I am old friend. I am ready to kick the crap out of Liam and get my chance to face that big retard Chip Horton for a chance at the UCW Intercontinental Title. Liam can say all the shit
he wants about coming to the ring a changed man. It won't matter who you come as because I am going to defeat you, then Horton and then take Bison's Intercontinental Title.You see I might of lost to Venom
at Gold Rush and got thrown out by Bison in the rumble match. But I didn't cry like a little bitch like some people did. I trained even harder for my chance to get back into the title picture. And tonight, I take another step in acheiving that goal. Tonight Liam, you are going to be taken to the Xtreme and you will come to learn that I am much better than you. So pray to whatever GOD you want. He is not going to save you from the ass kicking I am going to inflict on your ass. Liam, we fought before and I showed you what I got. We had a good battle. This time however, I will not go down so easily. I am going to defeat you and show Bison and Horton that I am NOT someone to be looked over. They will know that Peter Gilmour is FOR REAL.

Max: OK you're not Chris Benoit dude.

Peter: No, I'm not a murderer. But I love to "cripple" people. And that is how I am going to leave Liam. A crippled, bloddy mess. See you in the ring Liam.

[Peter flashes the "X" sign as Max looks at the camera with a determined look as we fade back to ringside.]

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Ringside
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Jeff Dodson: Strong words from Peter Gilmour, he sure is focused on that Intercontinental title Heffron.

Mike Heffron: Sure he is, but Liam Hennigan will be too. It’s up to one of those two to take the opportunity handed to them tonight.

Jeff Dodson: Indeed it is, and we’ll hand you over to Donald Donovan, because that one is up next!

Intercontinental Title Number One Contender Eliminator
Peter Gilmour v Liam Hennigan


Donald Donovan: The following match is an eliminator for the right to fight for the Intercontinental title number one contendership! Introducing first, from Hollywood, California. Weighing 220 pounds, The Golden One, Liam Hennigan!

[ The arena lights dim, not fully, but dim as the first few seconds of "Hate Me Now" by Nas starts to play. A golden light hits as the red carpet is rolled out and once the words 'this is what makes me, this is what i am' is heard a pyro from the top of the entrance ramps blasts and Liam Hennigan bursts through the black curtain. Wearing his trademark sunglasses and fur coat he looks towards the left, followed by the right and then taunting.]

[Liam looks at the red carpet making sure it's perfectly aligned and ready for him to grace, he walks down being booed very loudly but it doesn't put him of at all as he is only focused on one thing, winning. Liam climbs up the steel steps shouting abuse at those in the front row and, as his entrance theme says, 'you can hate me now', he climbs into the ring before taking off his fur coat, climbing onto the second rope and taunting.]


Donald Donovan: And his opponent, currently residing in Los Angeles, California. Weighing in at 255 pounds, The Executioner, Peter Gilmour!

[ The lights go out in the arena and the beginning chords of Lamb of God's WALK WITH ME IN HELL begin to play. The lights then turn red and Max Masterson begins to make his way out to the ramp. He is dressed in a red suit and holding a singapore cane. He looks over the crowd and begins to laugh. Soon after, Peter Gilmour comes out in a dark red cloak with no hood and the words "Xtreme" on the back. Peter meets Max and both of them throw up an "X" as fire emits in the same fashion behind them. The duo goes to the ring, ignoring the fans comments towards them. Max gets into the ring first and Peter follows behind him. Peter goes into the middle of the ring stretches out his arms and rolls his eyes in back of his head ala the Undertaker, as the lights come back on. Max takes off Peter's cloak and Peter looks at Hennigan intently, no doubt already planning his demise.]

Jeff Dodson: Here we go Heffron, this should be a cracker.

Mike Heffron: I think it’s safe to say these two men don’t like each other. It might not be pretty.

[Gilmour wastes no time in getting straight on the offensive, going straight after Liam even before the bell rings, the referee hastily makes the signal to get us officially underway and Gilmour is already laying into Hennigan with some heavy right and left hand shots to The Golden Boys face. Liam eventually manages to stop the early punishment by bringing his hand up and raking Gilmour’s eyes, temporarily blinding the big man and giving Liam time to catch his breath for the first time, under scorn from the referee for his illegal eye rake. Hennigan merely brushes the referee aside and sets about attacking Gilmour, chopping him a couple of times across the chest. He sends Gilmour off the ropes, only for The Executioner to reverse it. Gilmour then waits for Liam to bounce back but is caught off guard when the Golden Boy launches into a spinning wheel kick, connecting right with Gilmour’s chin and taking him off his feet.]

Jeff Dodson: Liam Hennigan showcases his agility and athleticism early on here to take the advantage off Peter Gilmour.

Mike Heffron: I like Gilmour Dodso, but The Golden Boy is a star in waiting. Why that idiot Joey Johnson can’t see his potential I don’t know.

[Hennigan is straight back on Gilmour as he gets to his feet, not giving him a moment to settle. He hits him with a few forearms to the jaw, followed quickly by a kick to the gut, doubling Gilmour over. Liam sees his opportunity and runs against the ropes behind Gilmour, as he bounces backwards he sets Gilmour up for a bulldog but brings his face down against his knee for a diving knee drop bulldog. Hennigan quickly scurries on top for an early cover…]

1…2

Kick out!

Jeff Dodson: Hennigan is on his game tonight, Gilmour needs to step things up here.

Mike Heffron: Gilmour looks a little too hyped to me Jeff, he needs to be more calculating and less caught up in the moment.

Jeff Dodson: I can understand why though Mike, it’s a big opportunity for Gilmour tonight.

[Hennigan drags the big man up to a vertical base and bashes him round the head a couple of times, before getting him position for a release German suplex. As he lifts Gilmour however, The Executioner manages to lift his foot against Liam’s leg and block the attempt. Liam tries a second time but once again Gilmour blocks, this time following up with some elbows to Hennigan’s face, forcing him to release his hold. Hennigan stumbles backwards and Gilmour doesn’t need second invitation to wrestle back the initiative, charging at Liam and meeting him with a flying forearm smash to send him to the mat. Hennigan flips right back to his feet but hasn’t really got his bearings and wanders straight into a bridging northern lights suplex…]

1…2

Kick Out!

Jeff Dodson: Gilmour is back on top, and building some momentum here!

Mike Heffron: Indeed, it looks hard to separate these two though Jeff.

[Gilmour picks Liam up and whips him hard into the corner, causing him to stumble straight back out into a quick kick to the mid-section from The Executioner. Gilmour pulls Liam’s doubled up frame toward him and set’s him up for a devastating powerbomb, before rolling on top and hooking the leg.]

1…2..

Kick Out!

Mike Heffron: That was a close shave for Hennigan.

Jeff Dodson: It sure was, Gilmour is putting his power and strength advantage to good use here.

[Gilmour makes a signal to suggest he wants to end things and begins to stalk Liam as he gets to his feet, when he finally drags himself up, Gilmour pounces and looks for his own RKO version he’s coined the Gilmour Cutter. He gets the shape for it, but at the last minute Hennigan just manages to push him off and send him against the ropes, as he bounces off The Golden Boy acts on auto pilot and lifts his leg, crunching Gilmours jaw as he meets it with an A-Listing Superkick. Gilmour immediately crumples to the mat as Liam drops to his knees and slowly makes his way over to Peter’s prone form, draping an arm over for the cover.]

Jeff Dodson: That has to be it! Hennigan’s signature A-Listing connects!

Mike Heffron: One…two…thr…NO! Gilmour gets the shoulder up.

[Hennigan slams his fist against the mat in frustration at his opponents late kick out. He drags Gilmour up with him as he gets to his feet and chops him a couple of times, forcing him backwards till he’s leaning against the ropes. Hennigan whips the big man against the opposite set of ropes and charges back toward The Executioner, however out of nowhere Gilmour catches Hennigan’s dive toward him early and slams him down in one movement with his version of a black hole slam, DOOMSDAY. Gilmour drops down on top of Hennigan for the cover…]

1…2…3!

Donald Donovan: Here is your winner, Peter Gilmour!

Jeff Dodson: Peter Gilmour picks up the win out of nowhere, Hennigan must have though he had him there and took his eye off the ball for just one second, but that was enough for Gilmour to take advantage and book his match against Chip Horton next week.

Mike Heffron: I’m excited about that one already, I’m sure there will be more opportunities for Liam Hennigan to strike gold in the future though Dodso. Just as soon as out clown of a co-owner realises his stunning ability.


Winner by Pinfall via DOOMSDAY: Peter Gilmour

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[We cut to the Resche Center’s underground car park, the scene is abandoned for a few seconds before the low hum of an engine can be heard. The camera swings towards the entrance and catches sight of a black limousine gliding into the frame and follows it’s path until it comes to a halt, right in front of us. The cameraman keeps his line of vision right on the door, and after a few seconds we see a well shined pair of black shoes and a set of black trouser legs swing their way out of the limo door. The new arrival steps out of the limo and walks toward the arena itself, as he does so the camera pans slowly upwards, taking in the man’s smart black suit and blue shirt combo. As we’re just about to pan up past the chest and get a glimpse of the face, a hand covers the camera lens, plunging us into darkness as we hear a voice…]

???: Not yet pal, save it for later.

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Ringside
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Jeff Dodson: Looks like we have a V.I.P in the building Heffron, who do you think it could be?

Mike Heffron: Well I’ve heard whispers Dodso that we’re going to see the return of one Mike Valens tonight.

Jeff Dodson: Mike Valens, Captain Credible?!? But he’s in a wheel chair Heffron!?

Mike Heffron: He was Dodso, but it’s amazing what modern medicine can do if you have a wedge of cash.

Jeff Dodson: Well, we’ve already seen the return of Tommy DeWitt tonight, so you can’t rule anything out!

Mike Heffron: That’s right, and we’ll see if DeWitt’s return has had any effect on Doctor Ian, as his encounter with Stardust is up next!

Stardust v Doctor Ian

Donald Donavan:
“The following is set for one fall. On his way to the ring, hailing from Hollywood, California and weighing in at 153lbs… STAAAAAAAAARDUST!!!”

[The whole screen blacks out as if all the lights in the arena have gone out all at once. Slowly through the PA System you can hear a song being played.]

" If you're like us, calling all riders, roll up beside us, no place to hide us,
all freedom fighters, let's unite us, switch on your nitrous and...let's.. go...
Destination, for navigation, man up ya stations, feel the sensation surround invasion,
with communication, move quick, we might avoid contamination"

[A large number 5 appears on the screen as the song continues to play]

" Down, Here comes the sound, everyone pound your feet to this Phenomenon, Now let's make it
loud, let's show 'em all how you move to this phenomenon, Roll! Open your soul, maybe lose
control inside of this phenomenon, just let your self go, and let everyone know you move to
this phenomenon."

[Now a large number 4 appears on the screen it appears obvious or at least obvious that it is counting down to something. But what is that something? The song continues.]

" Don't let these spiders crawl up beside us, they want to bite us, inject the virus. Raise up
the lighters, praise to the righteous, we need to guide us, get...prepared..to.. go..if you're
like us, calling all riders, roll up beside is, no place to hide us, all freedom fighters,
let's unite us, switch on your nitrous..and.. lets..go.."

[A large number 3 appears followed by a nice pyro display through the pyro we can see a figure standing with his back to the crowd as the song continues to play.]

"Down, Here comes the sound, everyone pound your feet to this Phenomenon, Now let's make it
loud, let's show 'em all how you move to this phenomenon, roll! Open your soul, maybe lose
control inside of this phenomenon, just let your self go, and let everyone know you move to
this phenomenon."

[The countdown reaches to 2 as a spotlight seems to finally started to work and it shines down on the figure. His back still turned, yet we can make out his blonde hair, blue tights with a Star on his right and left leg. He raises his hand in the air and shows one finger being held out and he than slowly brings it down. As he does so a large row of pyro goes off behind him and he turns around. Once the pyro dies down the lights in the arena turn on and the figure walks his way towards the ring. He gets in as some of the fans who most likely have heard of this guy starts whispering to one another. The figure gets into the ring, poses for the crowd and awaits his opponent.]

Donald Donavan: “His opponent. Weighing in at 239lbs and hailing from South Wales, United Kingdom. Doctoooooor Iaaaaaaaaan!!”

[“Too Cool For School” by Fountains of Wayne hits the sound system; pyros and smoke are released on the stage and Doctor Ian appears grinning from behind the smoke, a long black coat over his ring attire.]

He walks alone under the big city lights
He always knows just when the time is right
He never shows what he's thinking he keeps it inside
Because he's too cool for school

[Standing in the middle of the ramp, Ian raises his right arm in the air the boos and the jeers from the crowd heavily drawing on him.]

He comes alive oh, when the sun goes down
He gets it right you know he's always down
He keeps one eye open and his ear to the ground
And he's too cool for school

[The camera pans to the faces of the crowd, many looking in disgust at Doctor Ian, who when the camera pans back to him possess the biggest shit eating grin in the arena. Chewing on gum, Ian slowly makes small footsteps, strutting on his way to the ring]

He's an operator, he's a real player
And if you mess with him, You know you'll never win
He's an instigator, Enemy eliminator
And when he knocks you better, You better let him in

[As he gets near the bottom of the aisle, he quickly spins around, grabbing a sign from a young child at ringside, ripping it through the middle. He grins again, soda and various items thrown at him from the crowd. Ian slowly struts around the ring and towards the ring steps]

He's got his own way of getting things done
He's always looking out for number one
Don't try to beat him cause he's already won
And he's too cool for school

[Ian grins walking across the outside of the apron, as he gets into the ring he spins three-sixty degrees with his arms apart. He smiles in the middle of the ring, before strutting to his corner, removing his ear rings as he does, nodding his head either side, still chewing his gum.]

Jeff Dodson: All right! Here we go now. Two men who are infamous with the history of UCW, head to head for the first time.

Mike Heffron: I’ve never liked Doctor Ian. But I don’t know, there’s been a great change over him tonight as he looks for the UCW Championship.

[Stardust and Doctor Ian circle each other, both then hooking up, Ian placing Stardust in a headlock. Stardust then pushes Ian off of him sending him to the ropes. On the return, Ian shoulder barges Stardust down, sending him to the mat. Stardust quickly gets back to his feet, throwing a closed fist punch into the face of Doctor Ian. Ian stumbles back and Stardust keeps coming sending him into the corner. Stardust grabs Ian’s arm, then attempts to whip him to the opposite turnbuckle. Ian chases after him, a quick offence in mind, but Stardust reaches the turnbuckle, managing to lift himself over the chasing Ian. Ian stops himself, spins around before getting cluttered with a dropkick in the face via Stardust. The crowd goes wild!]

Jeff Dodson: What a great start by Stardust!

Mike Heffron: Doctor Ian looks angry.

Jeff Dodson: It’s a match he expects to win.

[Ian gets back to his feet, Stardust grinning at him. Ian charges towards Stardust, who kicks the Good Doctor in the midsection, Ian holds his stomach. Stardust instinctively hits a Russian Leg Sweep, on Ian, who hits the mat hard. Stardust then runs to the ropes, attempting a Lionsault. Stardust flies off the ropes and at the last possible second, Ian raises his knees that land into Stardust’s midsection. Stardust rolls around in agony and Ian pushes himself towards the ring ropes, pulling himself up off of them.]

Jeff Dodson: That moves not going to do Stardust any favours there.

Mike Heffron: It gives Ian the advantage now.

Jeff Dodson: Someone like the veteran that is Ian only needs the slightest advantage.

[As Ian gets to his feet, he stumbles over to Stardust and begins to stomp on him, the crowd jeering louder with every boot that is dropped. Ian stumbles backwards when he stops, looking around the arena, the crowd still jeering, a look of disgust on his face. He goes back towards Stardust, grabbing him by the hair, but as Stardust gets to one knee, he starts to throw a few punches in the direction of Doctor Ian, Ian letting go of the hair of Stardust. Stardust keeps fighting back until he gets to his feet. As he gets to his feet, Stardust runs to the ropes, on the return he attempts the clothesline, but Ian reverses it into a sidewalk slam, both men lying dead in the center of the ring.]

Jeff Dodson: What a move there! Great awareness from the former UCW World Champion.

Mike Heffron: Come on Doc get to your feet! Come on!!!

[Ian once again uses the ropes to get to his feet, but notices Stardust out. Instead, he falls onto Stardust, attempting a quick cover.]

Ref: 1… 2…

[Stardust easily kicks out after two.]

Jeff Dodson: Ian needs to do more to Stardust to put him away.

[At this point Tommy DeWitt walks down the aisle, slowly. As the fans realise this, more turn and boo DeWitt, who keeps his eyes on the action in the ring.]


Jeff Dodson: What the hell is DeWitt doing out here?

Mike Heffron: He’s out here to support his friend.

[Ian and Stardust both get to their feet and begin to exchange punches. Stardust picks the pace up and follows a throw with a punch with a kick in the midsection. Ian stumbles back into the corner, the charges out at Stardust with a clothesline, but Stardust ducks the attempted clothesline, spins around, taking Ian down with a tornado DDT. The crowd goes wild.]

Jeff Dodson: It’s all with Stardust now!!

[Ian stumbles around the ring, walking into Stardust, each punch that is thrown by Stardust, connects to Ian’s face, the Good Doctor falling down after each punch. After the third one is thrown, Ian stumbles back into the corner, Stardust lining up his Star struck finishing move. As Ian stumbles out half dazed, Stardust strikes with his Star Struck (super kick) but at the last second, Ian ducks out of the way, the referee getting Stardust’s boot in his face.]

Jeff Dodson: The referee is out. Ian put the referee in the line of fire!!!

Mike Heffron: Genius! The Good Doctor shows why he’s the most intelligent wrestler in UCW today!

Jeff Dodson: Shut up!

[Stardust shakes his head at the referee who’s out cold on the deck. Stardust then shakes his head as he turns around, then gets kicked in the midsection by Doctor Ian. Ian then hoists Stardust onto his shoulder, motioning the Doctor Driver. As Ian goes to drop, Stardust gets out of the hold onto his feet, taking Ian down with a modified standing bulldog. He then quickly hits Ian with an STF]

Jeff Dodson: BROKEN CONTRACT!!! STARDUST HAS IAN IN THE BROKEN CONTRACT

[Ian yells in pain and begins to tap.]

Mike Heffron: There’s no referee! He’s out!

[Tommy DeWitt, grabs a chair on the outside, pushing over Donald Donavan as he does so. Tommy then slides under the ring ropes, into the ring. But out of the corner of his eye, Stardust sees DeWitt, breaking the STF. Ian rolls around in pain, as DeWitt stops mid swing of an attempted hit on Stardust. Instead DeWitt throws the chair at Stardust. Stardust catches the chair and DeWitt hits a super kick onto the chair, Stardust falling backwards.]

Mike Heffron: THE BOX OFFICE SMASH!!! DEWITT HITS A MOVE WE HAVEN’T SEEN HIM DO IN TWO YEARS!!!!

[DeWitt then grabs Ian and places him on top of Stardust. Tommy then revives the referee, before removing the chair and exiting the ring, who crawls over to make the count, a very slow count.]

Ref: 1…

Jeff Dodson: No….

Ref: 2…

Jeff Dodson: NOT LIKE THIS!!!

Ref: 3!!!

[The referee calls for the bell, DeWitt quickly entering the ring, grabbing Ian to his feet. Ian, with his eyes half closed, doesn’t know where he is, but has his arm around DeWitt.]

Mike Heffron: Ian won! The Good Doctor defeated Stardust!

Jeff Dodson: All because of Tommy DeWitt. DeWitt won Ian the match, the self proclaimed King of UCW struggled all match against Stardust.

Mike Heffron: Like Ian cares Dodso!

Winner By Pinfall via Outside Interference: Doctor Ian

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[Our camera’s move to a backstage corridor where we catch sight of Chip Horton is in full flow, bragging about his accomplishments to Melissa Sandford.]

Chip Horton: And that’s why The King Of Awesomeness is a born winner. And what’s more, that Intercontinental title has got my name on it, that big freak Bison’s just keeping it warm for me.

[As Chip finishes talking we see someone move across the screen behind him, a blurred figure dressed in black, hard to make out due to the lack of focus. When he passes he can clearly be heard to say…]

???: We’ll see about that kid.

[Horton looks surprised for a moment but then visibly gets angry as he turns to confront whoever dared question the King of Awesomeness, however as Chip turns around he’s left looking at a door swinging shut toward the end of the corridor. He shrugs his shoulders and turns his attention back to impressing UCW’s head interviewer.]

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Mike Heffron: Who the hell was that? How dare they question the King of Awesomeness!

Jeff Dodson: I don’t know Mike, but it looked to me like the same person who arrived in that Limo earlier, still think it was Mike Valens?

Mike Heffron: So my sources tell me Dodso.

Jeff Dodson: Whoever it is has picked one hell of a night to make an impact, we’ve already seen the return of Tommy DeWitt, firstly re-uniting BROS and then helping, no sorry, practically carrying Doctor Ian to a win over Stardust.

Mike Heffron: Lighten up Dodso, we’ve also seen a pumped up Peter Gilmour move past Liam Hennigan to set up a shot at Chip Horton next week. That match will have the number one contendership to the Interconintal title riding on it, but I have to ask the question Jeff, who the hell would want a shot at Bison, he’s an animal!

Jeff Dodson: Gilmour’s a pretty big guy himself Heff, and let’s not forget how much Chip Horton thinks of himself, 90% is mental. Plus, Horton has already run Bison close once before, at Goldrush. While Bison is intimidating, he’s not unbeatable, just ask Patrick McCarthy.

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[We cut straight to the office of UCW Co-Owner Joey Johnson. ‘The Icon’ is seated behind his desk, running his fingers across the stubble on his chin, a thoughtful expression on his face as he looks over a piece of paper in front of him. Eventually he nods his head in approval and hands the contract across the table, as we pan out we can see he’s handing to a man sat opposite him. However, as the camera is behind him, all we can is his black suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair, the back of his blue shirt and his dark, fairly short hair.]

Joey Johnson: Ok, just sign here and we’re all done.

[The mystery man takes the contract and clicks the top of a pen, readying to sign, as he does so Joey holds up a hand..]

Joey: Just one more time, you’re sure this is what you want? They say you should never go back.

???: Sure as I’ll ever be, you should know better than most.

[Joey raises his eyebrows in acknowledgment and watches as the man signs his name on the contract, before once again clicking the pen and handing the paper back to Joey.]

Joey: Ok then, welcome to UCW, I’m guessing you don’t need the grand tour?

???: I think I’ll be alright.

Joey: Then I’ll see you next week, expect to compete.

???: Wait just a minute, I’m going to need some mic time. I have some unfinished business out there.

Joey: The main event’s just about to get underway, but I’ll give you a slot to close the show, make it good though.

The man nods and gets to his feet, shaking hands with Joey as we cut back to ringside.]

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Jeff Dodson: It’s our mystery guest again Heffron, and it looks like he signed on the dotted line with UCW!

Mike Heffron: I think you’ll find you’re wrong Dodso, and once again I’m right.

Jeff Dodson: Really? Enlighten us please Guru Heffron.

Mike Heffron: I’m fairly sure what you’ve just seen is Captain Credible hand over his half of UCW to The Icon, in order to return to the roster.

Jeff Dodson: Surprisingly it makes sense, and what a story it would be! By the sound of it we’ll find out right after our main event, which is up next!

Greg Venom v Chip Horton v Bison © v Patrick McCarthy ©

Donald Donovan:
The following match is scheduled for one fall and is a non title bout! Introducing first, from Auschwitz, Poland. Weighing in at 268 pounds, he is the Intercontinental champion, Bison!

[The German national anthem plays and by its beat, Bison marches into the arena. He carries with him the swastika flag raised high above his head. Fixing it into a slot in the first turnbuckle Bison climbs into the ring and salutes to his furor, then turning his back on the flag stands hard to attention and awaits the start of his match.]

[The arena is engulfed in completely and utter darkness. At this, the crowd begin to boo and jeer uncontrollably, as they know that there can only be one man who is about to make his entrance. ‘Ties That Bind’ by Alter Bridge begins to play throughout the arena. As the song picks up at the 23 second mark, blue smoke begins to seep out of the entrance tunnel, and from all around the tron. At this moment, the figure of a man, wearing a long, black trench coat, becomes visible in the smoke, and the boos grow larger still. The man is staring down at the floor. As the song hits the first chord of the chorus, the man suddenly raises his head and arms up high above his head, and on each hand shows the rock and roll sign, as fireworks go off behind him in a variety of different colours. He is now smoking cockily at the crowd, who have nothing but disdain for him. He then begins his walk down the ramp, arguing with members of the crowd on his way…]

Donald Donovan: Making his way to the ring, now residing in Toronto, Ontario, Canada…He weighs in tonight at two hundred and forty pounds…The self-proclaimed Unquestioned Lord and Ruler of the Universe…This is ‘The King of Awesomeness’…CHIIIIIIIIIP HORRRRRRRRTONNN!”

[As his name is mentioned, the boos reach a high again, and KoA cockily poses to the crowd, who then boo him even more. He just smirks, and runs the rest of the way down the ramp and slides in to the ring under the bottom rope. He lies on the mat on his stomach for a moment, cockily smirking, before jumping up on each turnbuckle and showing the crowd the Sign of Awesomeness, who reply with the middle finger and boos too him. He laughs at them, before removing his trench coat and throwing it at a near by stage hand. ‘Ties That Bind’ then cuts and the lights return to normal.]

Donald Donovan: Introducing third, from Newport, South Wales. Weighing in at 210 pounds, The Venomous One Greg Venom!

[The lights in the arena flash Green and white before “Poison” by Alice Cooper hits out. A few fire works go off behind UCW superstar Greg Venom as he appears at the top of the ramp. He looks out towards all the people in the arena. As he smiles he is met with a pop of very few cheers. As he walks towards the ring, Venom gets into a few of the fans faces that are flipping him off and throwing refreshments at him. As he gets by the steel steps a few fans hold out there hands Greg just waves them off and climbs towards the ring.

In the ring he climbs onto each corner one at a time pointing his thumbs towards his chest, he then looks over towards the referee and nods and loosens up against the ropes.]


[ “Cosmonaut” by At the Drive-In hits the sound system and the lights in the arena start flashing. From behind the entrance curtain emerges Patrick McCarthy, wearing sunglasses, a “McCarthy Disciple” T-shirt, and a black leather jacket. A large set of rosary hangs from McCarthy’s neck as he bows his head, before looking up and making the sign of the cross - blessing himself – then hyping up the crowd.]

Donald Donovan: Finally, making his way to the ring. Currently residing in Boston, Massachusetts and weighing in at 185 pounds. He is your World Heavyweight Champion, The Saint, Patrick McCarthy!

[ McCarthy walks down to the ring giving high-fives to the fans along the walkway. McCarthy hands his sunglasses to a small fan at ringside before sliding in under the bottom ropes. McCarthy climbs two of the turnbuckles repeating the act from the entrance way, before slowly removing his shirt, jacket and rosary beads.]

Jeff Dodson: This is what we’ve been looking forward to Heffron, a lot of pent up aggression left over from last week should be on show. Seemingly everyone has issues with everyone else and of course the man with the biggest target on his back is The Saint, UCW’s new Champion, Patrick McCarthy.

Mike Heffron: Of course he is Dodso, you get a win over the champ and you put yourself right in the title picture, Patrick McCarthy has to live with being a walking target every week he holds that belt.

[In the ring all four men circle each other cagily, each waiting for another to make the first move. Eventually Horton stops and exchanges glances with Venom and Bison, seconds later they all charge toward Patrick McCarthy and start laying into The Saint with lefts, rights, boots, forearms and just about everything bar the kitchen sink. Eventually Venom and Horton step back and allow Bison to pick McCarthy up and send him down hard to the mat with a pumphandle slam. As the big man flexes his muscles when he gets up he’s taken by surprise by a step-up enzuguri right to his temple, courtesy of Chip Horton’s right boot. The self proclaimed King Of Awesomeness looks very pleased with himself and taps the side of his head, indicating to the crowd he’d used his brain to take advantage. However Horton had forgotten the prescence of Greg Venom and turned round right into Lou Thesz press, followed by a barrage of right hands from the former UCW heavyweight champion. An angry Bison interrupts Venom’s right hands by literally dragging Greg off Horton and flinging him through the air before stomping a mud hole into Chip. Venom meanwhile picks himself up and turns his attention towards McCarthy who’s just getting to his feet across the other side of the ring. Venom clubs him on the back several times to keep him on the back foot, then drives him back down to the canvas with a sharp DDT. Bison on the other hand has lost some of his momentum against Horton, the latter having managed to poke Bison in the eye while being dragged to his feet and then taken the big man off his feet with a chop block to the back his knee.]

Jeff Dodson: Frantic start here Heffron, it’s almost like we’ve got two mini matches going on here, with Venom wanting revenge on McCarthy and Horton seeking retribution on Bison.

Mike Heffron: That’s right Jeff and at the moment both champions are on the defensive.

[Chip Horton whips Bison into the corner and charges after him, bringing his knee up to smash Bison in the face, then hitting the Intercontinental champ with a bulldog straight out of the corner to complete the series of moves he calls Awesome Impact. Meanwhile Greg is chopping away at McCarthy in the other corner, before Horton’s cover on Bison forces him to stop and try to break up the pin…]

Jeff Dodson: Cover from Horton, 1…2 Venom breaks it up!

Mike Heffron: And he’s not happy with Chip Horton trying to win it this early, he’s unloading on The King Of Awesomeness!

[Greg Venom is indeed peppering Horton with a series of rights and lefts, finishing up with a brutal uppercut that almost takes Horton’s head off. Chip is left staggering but finds the canvas when Venom introduces him to it courtesy of a Russian legsweep. The momentum takes another swing almost straight away though, as Venom gets back to his feet he barely has time to react before being met full on by a shining wizard from Patrick McCarthy, followed up immediately with a couple of swift elbow drops.]

Jeff Dodson: Finally the champ is allowed some sustained offence, and he’s showing exactly why he’s such a threat, as soon as you take your eye off him, even for a second he’ll make you pay!

Mike Heffron: Well he might be about to pay soon Dodso, look who’s back on his feet.

[McCarthy is forced to turn his attentions away from The Venomous One as he sees Bison get to his feet out of the corner of his eye. McCarthy quickly swivels and runs toward the giant, trying to take him off his feet with a cross body splash. Bison shows his immense strength though and merely catches McCarthy mid-flight, he takes a second to steady himself before flinging The Saint over his head with an impressive fallaway slam. Bison picks McCarthy back up and whips him toward the ropes, but Chip Horton is picking himself up close the McCarthy and pulls down on the top rope, sending the champion hurting straight over the top and out to the floor below. Horton again looks pleased himself for a moment, but that expression soon changes when Bison begins to move toward him. Bison grabs the skull of The King of Awesomeness, but Chip claws as the referee’s shirt, bizarrely pulling him right toward him. His motivation soon becomes obvious though as this makes the referee unsighted for the blatant low blow he then subjects the Intercontinental champion to, sending Bison crumpling to the mat.]

Jeff Dodson: What a dirty trick!

Mike Heffron: I call it intelligent Dodso, Horton’s thinking outside the box, that’s the sort of thing you have to do against someone as physically blessed as Bison is. You can’t just go in and trade blow for blow with him.

Jeff Dodson: So it’s Ok to cheat if you can’t beat someone fair and square?

Mike Heffron: No…it’s Ok to cheat any time!

[Horton gets to his feet and surveys the debris around him. He makes a beeline for Bison and after a few kicks to his torso, begins to lock in his variation of a Python Lock. After a few seconds of struggling from Bison, Chip finally manages to lock it in right in the centre of the ring. Bison tries desperately to feel for a rope with some part of his anatomy but it looks like he’ll struggle to escape. He holds on for a respectable amount of time, but just as his hand begins to waver above the canvas, Patrick McCarthy appears on the apron, flips over the top rope and catches Chip square in the chest with an Izzy kick before he can do anything to avoid it. Almost at once McCarthy covers Horton…]

1…2…Venom breaks the count!

[Greg Venom drags McCarthy off Horton and too his feet, setting him up for and then hitting The Saint with an inverted DDT. He looks around at everybody else struggling on the deck and makes for the top rope. He takes a second to steady himself before soaring off and skull meets skull as he lands a brutal swandive headbutt from the top rope on Patrick McCarthy. He clutches his face for a few moments on the floor, before rolling over McCarthy for the pin…]

1…2…

Kick Out!

Jeff Dodson: Patrick McCarthy somehow gets his shoulder up just before the three, this is like déjŕ vu, it’s exactly what he did at Gold Rush!

Mike Heffron: What does it take to put this man away?

[Venom slowly gets to his feet and awaits one of his fallen foes to pull themselves up. The first man to show signs of life is Bison, so Greg positions himself behind the big man and stalks him. As Bison is almost fully up Greg charges toward him, only for Bison to turn around and react extremely quickly to hit a bone crunching spine buster on The Venomous One, almost breaking him in half. Bison signals that he’s ready to put Venom away, but before he can make his way toward Venom, Chip Horton has made it to his feet and catches Bison off guard with a facebuster knee smash. Horton takes a quick look and sees McCarthy very slowly climbing to his feet in the corner, so rishes to get Bison up and into position for a DDT, instead though Horton flips through and rolls over Bison’s back, keeping the DDT held on though, and twists in mid-air landing a spinning neckbreaker variation he calls The Mark of Awesomeness.]

Jeff Dodson: Mark Of Awesomeness!

Mike Heffron: The Fat Lady has sung Dodso, this one’s done. He covers, One…two..thr…what the hell?

Jeff Dodson: Leap Of Faith! Where the hell did Patrick McCarthy just come from!

[Patrick McCarthy had gotten to his feet just in time to see the end of the Mark of Awesomeness and Horton cover Bison. Reacting quickly the champ has flipped up to the tope rope in one movement, before launching himself straight back off into a stalling swanton Leap Of Faith, landing it right on Horton and Bison just before the officials hand came down for the three count. McCarthy begins to crawl toward the two men to cover but Greg Venom suddenly comes into shot behind him, drags him to his feet and throws McCarthy over the top rope and to the floor! Venom smiles to himself before dropping down on Bison to the sound of boo’s ringing in his ears as the referee begins his count…]

One…Two…Three!

Donald Donovan: Here is your winner, Greg Venom!

Jeff Dodson: Greg Venom stole one! He let McCarthy do all the work, then took the pinfall for himself.

Mike Heffron: Doesn’t matter Jeff, if that had been a title match Greg Venom would be a two time world champ, regardless of how he did it.

Jeff Dodson: It stinks to me Heffron, both Greg and Ian have stole their wins tonight.

Mike Heffron: It’s no coincidence Dodso, Tommy DeWitt turns up, BROS reunite and both of them win, as a duo they’re almost unstoppable. They think outside the box, just like Chip Horton did tonight, he had the Intercontinental champion beaten twice tonight, it’s not a good night for the belt holders.

Jeff Dodson: That’s right Heffron, just what will the ramifications of this match be? Is Greg Venom the new number one contender? Will Chip Horton have a psychological edge over Bison if he gets past Peter Gilmour? Will McCarthy seek some retribution from Venom next week and can BROS be stopped from taking over UCW, we’ll find out next week.

Winner by Pinfall: Greg Venom

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We cut once again to the office of UCW Co-Owner Joey Johnson. He’s leaning back on his chair, feet up on the desk, peering lazily at the TV to his left. Across the room CEO Annie Alvarez is perched on her desk, also watching the screen.

Annie Alvarez: That was a good show this week.

Joey Johnson: Was? It’s still going

Annie Alvarez: Did you bang your head while you were pole dancing again? The main event just finished.

Joey Johnson: I know, and I always bang my head when I’m pole dancing, that’s neither here nor there.

Annie Alvarez: So what have we got left?

Joey Johnson: Wait and see, it’ll bring the roof off.

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[The show comes back from a rather long and tedious commercial, to find the crowd a little restless, obviously not pleased by the fact that the main event is over yet the show still has about fifteen minutes to run. The camera pans round to focus on the ramp and entrance area. After a pause of easily thirty seconds the camera pans back out to show almost the whole arena, the place then gets filled by the sound of “My Sacrifice” by Creed and an old familiar looking titantron video. Suddenly the crowd erupt and almost take the roof off the building. The camera switches too Jeff Dodson and Mike Heffron who are staring at each other blankly with their jaws to the floor. The shot pans out again and unbelievably Steve”ACE”Marlay strolls out from behind the curtain. The smile on his face is huge and the fans continue with the hero’s welcome, Ace is dressed in a smart black suit and blue shirt, while walking down the ramp he takes off the suit jacket and throws it into the crowd, before high fiving every fan he can as he walks down the aisle. Ace soon enters the ring via the steps and stepping between the ropes, he poses again for the crowd who are now chanting his name. He takes his time, climbin every turnbuckle in turn and getting a massive ovation from each corner of the Resche Center. A mic is passed to him and he goes to tak, but is drowned out by another ‘Marlay’ chant. He smiles to himself and chokes down the lump the ovation brings to his throat, after a long wait he lifts it to his lips.]

ACE – Wow!! It sure makes a change to be in a UCW ring and not have to worry about a Scotsman attacking me!!

[The fans cheer for Ace and a few start a Wallace chant, which brings a slight nod of approval from Steve”ACE”Marlay.]

ACE – Damn, it is so cool to be back in UCW, it is sure as hell amazing to finally be back out in front of UCW fans… my fans!!

[The crowd once again explode into cheers.]

ACE – The fans that have watched me reach many of the highs of my career, along with some of the lows, and yet always supported me. Every time I walked back through the UCW doors I got a hell of a reception and I like to think that’s because every single time I step between these ropes I give everything for you guys. I leave blood, sweat and tears in the ring in the name of competition and entertainment. Hell even after I turned my back on UCW and joined Danny Royal’s GWA, my fans welcomed me back with open arms, and I’ll never forget that.

[The UCW crowd applauds almost as one and Marlay takes a second to compose himself before continuing. ]

ACE – Right in here in this ring, we’ve shared some of UCW’s picture book moments. My Intercontinental title victory was one of the high points, as was winning the tag team titles. And who could forget standing here in the middle of the ring, shaking the hand of ‘The Icon’ Joey Johnson, as we united against the GWA. That was the day Ace came home, much like today, and watching it now and the reaction it gets still makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

[The fans now start a ‘Welcome Back’ chant and Ace smiles, motioning for them to calm down while he continues.]

ACE – Speaking of old memories, it is also great to see some of the old guys in the back, some of which I consider my greatest friends in this business. I also owe one of those friends a huge thank you, Joey I sincerely mean this when I say thank you for all the noughts on my contract!!

[Ace smiles whilst some fans laugh and others cheer.]

ACE – In all seriousness though I would like to say it’s great to see Joey in a position of power, he understands the business and he understands me… So I guess he could just be my perfect boss.

[A Joey Johnson chant starts.

ACE – I also look at some of the new guys and see a hell of a lot of talent, no doubt a few of them will be watching me here now, and wondering where this old guy gets off hijacking the end of the show. Well guys, if that’s the case then I suggest you sit down with a stack of old UCW DVD’s and watch how many times Steve Marlay is mentioned. I was once an IC champion, a tag champion, a fan favourite and at one point the most seen man in UCW history, I was part of the furniture, I was the core of UCW, part of the very foundation on which this great company is built. Steve Marlay was on UCW’s very first event, the original Gold Rush tournament, I’ve been a part of every single run UCW has had, I helped build this place from the ground up and now I’m back to reclaim a little part of it that belongs to me. I guess I’d better actually get to why I am here before the show ends. I want what every man in the industry should want, what in some respects I feel is owed to me, what despite being at the very soul of UCW I never got a shot at being. That’s right folks, I want to be World Champion!!

[Crowd cheer.]

ACE – However that isn’t my immediate target, my more immediate plan is to take back a belt that I once could call my own. I want to once again be called the UCW Intercontinental Champion. I intend wasting no time taking that belt… So I suggest those who intend getting involved with ruining that plan think twice, because no one has what it takes to FACE… ACE!!

[With that said “My Sacrifice” hits again and the show fades to an end with Steve”ACE”Marlay standing alone in a UCW ring once again in front of a hyped and ecstatic crowd.]