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From The Staples Center in Los Angeles, California
Sunday, July 5th, 2009

[Fireworks explode throughout the Staples Center as the cameras settle upon Joey Styles and P. Lickin who will be hosting tonight's PPV.]

Joey Styles: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to the 2009 edition of the VWF King Of The Ring!

P. Lickin: Joey, tonight we're going to see one competitor crowned King and another become just another wannabe, a bit like you trying to follow my every move last night. I went home with three ladies, you went home with your tail between your legs!

Joey Styles: I got moves...

[At this point, Joey tries to moonwalk only for Lickin to pull him back to his seat.]

P. Lickin: No... Just no!

Big Daddy Funk vs Nathan Starr
Normal Match

Match Summary & Result
[Both wrestlers make their debut for the VWF here. Big Daddy Funk is in control for the majority of the match, showcasing some of his trademark fans to his adoring Funkers and Funkettes. Starr gouges the eyes and charges at his opponent only to be caught and powerslammed to the mat. BDF gets Funky as he performs The Funk Dance and then takes the wind out of his opponent with the The Funk Drop legdrop across the chest of Nathan Starr. ...1...2...3!]

Winner: Big Daddy Funk

Joey Styles: What a debut for Big Daddy Funk!

P. Lickin: And now he's going to strut his Funky Stuff! I may go join him, look at all those Funkettes!

[A dozen gorgeous women begin walking down the ramp to the ring and begin dancing in the ring with Big Daddy Funk as the crowd goes wild.]

A promo airs on the Vikingtron: VWF Presents Killer Instinct - 9th August 2009 only on PPV! Where's Your Killer Instinct?

Randy Rominowski vs Johnny "The Icon" Aggression
Normal Match

Match Summary & Result
[Aggression has been disappointing recently, no showing his house show commitments and being on a bit of a losing streak at weekly TV shows. Rominowski puts on a masterclass, outwrestling his opponent throughout. When Aggression does take control, it lasts all of two seconds before Rominowski regains the advantage. Aggression sends Rominowski into the corner and charges in but Rominowski hops up onto the turnbuckles and leaps off with a sunset flip. ...1...2...3!]

Winner: Randy Rominowski

Brandy Lust (c) vs Cheyenne vs Blondie vs Shade vs Lacey Rain vs Felicia Rain vs HisaMe
Survival Match - VWF Women's Championship

Match Summary & Result
[Brandy Lust begins against Cheyenne, with no pinfalls recorded during the five minute period that they were in the ring for. After the five minutes, Felicia Rain enters the ring and hits the Cats Cradle on Brandy, only for it to be broken up by Cheyenne who hits the Last Kiss and picks up the pinfall, making her the champion. Another five minute interval and now it's Blondie in the ring. No more pinfalls were registered and Cheyenne remains the champion as Lacey Rain makes her way to the ring. Lacey hits the Canadian Stampede on Blondie and secures the pinfall making her the champion, but it lasts all of a matter of seconds as Cheyenne rolls her up to get the title back. HisaMe is in next and she is quick to make her presence felt as she is fresh and able to take advantage of the more worn out divas. Schoolboy by HisaMe to Felicia Rain. ...1...2...3! HisaMe begins to celebrate as the final competitor enters the ring... Shade! Shade makes her way down to the ring accompanied by Victoria Kross as all of the competitors stand together against the newcomer. Shade punches a charging Lacey Rain with a spinning backfist, knocking her out cold. Felica Rain is tossed over the top rope and to the floor. Blondie walks into a Spinebuster and HisaMe is caught trying to leap off the top rope and sent crashing to the mat with a Powerslam! Brandy Lust and Cheyenne seem to have formed an uneasy truce but are taken down with a double clothesline from this monster of a woman! Shade lifts up Cheyenne and puts her on the canvas with a Spinning Samoan Drop! Brandy suffers the same fate and is then taken out with a running legdrop. Victoria Kross directs her charge to gain a decision as Lacey and Felicia Rain are back in the ring. They charge with a double clothesline but Shade is still on her feet. She smashes the two sisters into one-an-other and then Powerbombs Lacey to the mat. Kross yells out "Crackerjack" as Shade drops the leg on Lacey and makes the cover as the timer ticks down. ...1...2...3! Shade climbs to her feet as the bell rings and the time runs out!]

Winner: Shade (New VWF Women's Champion)

[Victoria Kross walks to the time keepers table and grabs the VWF Women's Championship. Kross takes the belt into the ring and hands it to Shade.]

Joey Styles: Who is going to be able to stop this monster of a woman? She's the new VWF Women's Champion, and she's decimated nearly every diva in the VWF single handedly!

P. Lickin: Well, this just goes to show that Victoria Kross is one of the greatest managers in VWF History, she now has the Women's Champion in her camp as well as the VWF World Champion Mr. Fantastic! You don't cross the Kross!

Gabriel vs Jørg "Blodtann" Trollhammer
Normal Match

Match Summary & Result
[The last time these two met was in a battle royal, with Gabriel throwing out Trollhammer to pick up the win. The aftermath saw them both involved in a brawl around the arena but here things were contained in the ring. The powerhouse Trollhammer seems to be in the zone here though and Gabriel is unable to counter Jørg's jumping Brainbuster known as Mjölnir. ...1...2...3!]

Winner: Jørg "Blodtann" Trollhammer

The Midnighter vs Bret "Hitman" Bart
Normal Match

Match Summary & Result
[Bret Bart gets in Midnighter's face straight away. Midnighter clocks him with a huge right hand, cover. ...1...2...3! I think we may have a new record for shortest ever win in the VWF!]

Winner: The Midnighter

Steven Creed vs Tazz
Normal Match

Match Summary & Result
[Steven Creed makes his debut against Tazz. Tazz steps into the ring as Creed attacks him before the bell has rang. Steven Creed drops Tazz to the canvas with his Implant DDT known as The Holy Creed. After taking some time to taunt the fans, Creed makes an arrogant cover as the referee counts. ...1...2...3!]

Winner: Steven Creed

’Soul Creation’ by Cinder hits the speakers. Some of the crowd begins to stand and cheer as Rage, Sonja, and Mr. Alex Larson make their way to the ring for the cAge of Rage show. In the ring there is a coffee table with four microphones on it. The table is surrounded by four arm chairs and all of it is sitting on a red carpet that covers the entire ring apron. The trio enters the ring and each of them picks up a microphone off of the table. The music stops as Mr. Alex Larson begins to speak and Sonja heads to the outside of the ring..


Alex: “Rage gave me the floor tonight as I thought of something fun to do on the return edition of the cAge of Rage. Since the first half of the year two thousand nine is already half over, I thought that it might be fun to look at the top five ups and downs of the first half of the year. Sonja…”

Sonja: “Okay.”


Sonja reaches underneath the ring and pulls out two easels and two large notepads with writing on them. Rage picks up the two easels and sets them up, he then places the note pads onto them. The two note pads have the top five ups and downs on them. Sonja gets back into the ring as Rage begins to speak.


Rage: “Now, we don’t have these down to an exact degree and there will be some debate regarding some of these, but these are some of the top five ups and downs as we saw them. So, if anyone out there has a problem with these then I suggest that you start your own show on a wrestling program and then you can come up with your own ups and downs. Until then, we have the microphones!!”

Alex: “And that brings us to our first down...”


Mr. Alex Larson points at the large notepad with ‘Downs’ written on it.


Alex: “Rage’s last statement!”

Sonja: “Yeah, I’d say that last statement was quite a downer.”

Rage: “Alright…ha-ha! Moving on!”

Sonja: “Okay, Downer number two…the recent deaths of celebrities such as Ed McMahon, Ferrah Fawcett, Billy Mays, and yes; ‘The King of Pop’ himself, Michael Jackson.”

Alex: “Yeah it’s a downer that I never got a chance to sleep with Ferrah Fawcett.”

Rage: “Like you would sleep that much anyhow.”

Alex: “Ohhhhhh we’d be awake for a lot…well, most…actually damn near the entire night!”

Sonja: “Aaaaaaaaand…moving on again! That joke was in poor taste by the way.”

Rage: “We know…Downer number three! Steroids in baseball! First A-Rod then Manny and now talk of Sosa on roids! Where does it end?”

Alex: “I’m not sure, but at this rate I think that steroids in wrestling may come to an end before steroids in baseball does. Just a theory though!”

Sonja: “Can’t argue that! Downer number four…sticking with the baseball theme…Japan defeating the United States in the World Baseball Classic.”

Rage: “While we realize that the World Baseball Classic is no Olympic event or anything; it is still baseball’s greatest World tournament because let’s face it…baseball in the Olympics is just uninteresting at best.”

Alex: “I mean c’mon!! Japan defeats the United States at it’s own game? This must be what the Soviet Union felt like when the United States beat it in hockey. I mean we know Japan has baseball and we even know that they have had some pretty good players come to America from there, but for an all Japanese team to beat an all-American team is outrageous! Especially since we invented the sport, played it longer than an other country, revere it higher than any other country, and our players make more playing it here than in any other country. If you’re making millions of dollars playing a sport and you are teamed up with twenty four other guys whom all make millions then you’d damn well all be able to produce a couple of wins with your millions!”

Rage: “Damn yeah! I couldn’t have said it better myself!”

Alex: “Then let’s move onto our final Downer!”


Rage grabs a hold of the bottom corner of the notepad and flips the page to reveal a picture of Susan Boyle of Britain’s Got Talent. Heard from the crowd is a mixed reaction of boos, cheers, laughter, and silence.


Rage: “Susan Boyle!”

Sonja: “The Downer is not so much the fact that she didn’t win the whole show because she really did have a good voice and maybe she should have won.”

Alex: “The Downer, however, is that they advanced her time and time again and put us though seeing that ugly mug week in and week out only to choose some other act as the winner! Thanks for putting us through all of the pain of seeing her only to have her NOT win! I could have at least justified seeing her in my nightmares after watching because she was the best talent on the show and no one could beat her, but she wasn’t the best talent. Don’t advance ugly people if another act is going to beat them! We only want to see beautiful people advance damn it!”

Rage: “Calm down Lars.”

Sonja: “Yeah, it’s gonna be okay!”

Alex: “I’m sorry…it’s just that…you know how I feel about ugly chicks!”

Rage: “I know man, I know.”

Sonja: “Okay guys, lest pick this show up a bit with some Ups of two thousand nine!”

Rage: “Okay…Up number one…the cancellation of the new Night Rider! It’s never gonna be the same without ‘The Hoff ’! Trust me on that! It would be like if you brought back the A-Team with Chris Rock as B. A. Baracus…it’s NEVER going to work! Thus, Up number one is the cancellation of Night Rider two thousand nine!”

Alex: “Number two…the admission of Michael Phelps that he in fact smoked weed! I mean c’mon the guy is a World Class athlete, but he is still human people! And humans smoke weed! I was stoked to hear of his weed addiction.”

Sonja: “I don’t think that it is an addiction for him?”

Alex: “Whatever! You smoke it once, you smoke it for life! That’s why I chose this as Up number two. Athletes are better when they smoke weed and that makes me happy!”


The fellow pot smokers of the crowd begin to cheer Larson’s comments.


Rage: “You bunch of stoners…really?!?!”

Sonja: “Okay…Upper number three…Conan O’Brien taking over for Jay Leno on The Tonight Show! And thank you Leno for realizing that you are getting old and for getting out before you were too old. O’Brien is better for the new generation of late show viewers, plain and simple.”

Rage: “Upper number four…the Pittsburg Penguins winning the Stanley Cup over the Detroit Red Wings. I’m not saying that I’m a Penguins fan, but I think that I along with the rest of North America outside of Detroit was a Penguins fan during the finals this year! Let’s face it, the Red Wings are the Yankees of hockey…you don’t know why you hate them, you just do!”

Alex: “I know I do!”

Rage: “And Upper number five, which we wanted to be number one, but we had to save it for last…”


Rage again flips the page, but this time of the Upper note pad. Once the page is flipped it reveals the Los Angeles Lakers logo. The entire crowd cheers loudly and begins to chant, “Lakers! Lakers! Lakers!”


Alex: “Enough said.”


Alex and Sonja begin clear the ring of the easels and the note pads. Then Rage begins to introduce his guest.


Rage: Now what I'd like to do at this time is introduce my guest. He is a former World Champion, a member MY former group The Elite, and he is competing tonight for a title that I should have won last week; not that I'm bitter or anything. Ladies and gentlemen...Scott Carr.


Alice in Chains - A Looking In View begins to play as Carr comes to the ring and as he enters, tension in the ring is immediately heightened. Rage remains calm and professional as he welcomes his guest with a tense, but hearty hand shake that Carr was reluctant to engage in. As Carr shakes Rage's hand he notices that Mr. Alex Larson is glaring pretty hard. Sonja also shakes Carr's hand, but Mr. Alex Larson keeps his distance. Rage looks toward Mr. Alex Larson who makes no motion toward Carr, but continues to stare at him.


Rage: Shall we sit then?


Sonja, Scott Carr, and Rage all sit down in chairs, but Mr. Alex Larson remains standing, glaring at Carr with whom he has no love loss for. Rage leans over to his friend and whispers to him. It is unclear what Rage is saying, but it looks as if Rage is calming Mr. Alex Larson down. Rage then begins the interview.


Rage: Welcome to the show Carr. You and I have our history, however, as you well know I always try to keep a certain level of professionalism on my show here. I trust that you can do the same?

Carr: Yeah... no worries, Rage. I've never tried to have caused you any problems. Disassociated from The Elite or not, I know you're a professional - otherwise you wouldn't have ever been a friend of mine. You sir are an upper echelon talent, but if your Dog doesn't stop gawking at me like I've got some motherfucking candy... I'm going to assume his problem lays somewhere between me and One Point Three Million, eh?

Rage: Don't worry, he's cool. We have a big tag team title match later this evening and we will do nothing that will jeopardize our shot of winning. Isn't that right Al?


Mr. Alex Larson doesn't say anything, but nods reluctantly in compliance with Rage's words.


Carr: Yeah, good for you two. I said I wouldn't impede your progress in VWF once you left The Elite... I never said I'd give a fuck what you did though. Especially with the old long nosed well trained Bitch you've got in tow, I couldn't be bothered to care any less really - and if there's ANYTHING else I can say or do, to get Mr. Loathsome's attention back to looking like he wants to fuck my shit up... I'd be happy to - because I'd like a bit of a warm up before I go into this US title fight tonight and wage a fucking shit kicking the likes of which those two are going to think is Gihad, World War Two AND The Apocalypse... with tables elimination. So I'm in a mood to scrap, literally... one way or another - I'll put a Body in a Bag Tonight! I'll put a fucking Tag on a Toe Tonight!

Rage: It's a coincidence that you bring up the United States Title. We all know that I should have won that belt last week and I would have if it weren't for the outside interference of one Becky Hellian.

Carr: Listen man... I like you... I really do... but you want to bet every pretty blond hair on your head that it's a fucking good thing for you that I didn't win because then you might have had to face Me tonight! We're in a country where health care costs a lot... and it already can't be easy affording all the kibble, Benji over there must go through. You know... you have a lot better shot of hanging onto the tag titles than you would have with the United States Title.

Rage: While I respectfully disagree, I do however wish you all the best as there is nothing more that I would like to see tonight other than the tag team gold around our waists than to see you beat that arrogant s.o.b. DiBiase for the United States Title. The man thinks that he is the greatest gift to wrestling since...well, something really great.

Carr: Well... far be it from me to enjoy handing you down this news but - DiBiase HAS beaten you twice. If I destroy him tonight... well... it's only because I succeed where others are found wanton.

Rage: You really think that I've forgotten that?

Carr: I didn't think that you had forgotten either fact. I just thought that I'd give you a friendly reminder.


As the interview continues, Mr. Alex Larson continues to stare at Carr and occasionally makes hand gestures implying that he is coming after Carr. Carr, being the ever so calm one, becomes increasingly irritated and can no longer hold his tongue.


Carr: WHAT THE FUCK IS CURLING YOUR TAIL, YOU BRINDLE BITCH IN A CHEAP SUIT? You want that fucking skank's money? BRING IT! You still hold beef about The Elite? TOO BAD! Square it the fuck up - or just Shut the fuck up. Speak your Mind - Or Stare at the Motherfucking Floor - RIGHT NOW!

Alex: I have nothing personal against you, it's just business.


Mr. Alex Larson stands up out of his chair which almost forces Carr to do the same. The two men begin to square up to each other. Rage stands up and gets in between the two men.


Rage: No Al! This isn't happening here, not now!

Alex: Oh it's happenin'...and it's happenin' here and now.

Carr: Yeah... I'm with him on this one - let's go motherfucker... DeMorgan said “Great fleas have little fleas upon their backs to bite them and little fleas have lesser fleas and so ad infinitum.” - guess which one you are in the food chain... and seeing as we're talking about who started, ran and endorsed The Elite... and the man who recruited YOUR BOSS... yeah... come get it - YOU'RE SO TOTALLY ON MY LEVEL! OH YEAH, COME ON! Oh, but while you consider it... and as I've been speaking of Bugs feasting... think of the lowly insects that will pick away at your carcass if you've got the balls to try me for that coin, cunt scumb... I've already been throwing filth on the living and flowers on the dead!

Rage: No! I'm not finished with this interview and most importantly WE have a Tag Title match later tonight. This can't happen right here and now Lars!

Alex: Either help me or step aside brother. I want the bounty!

Upon hearing those words, Carr takes a big swing at Mr. Alex Larson. The blow lands, but not cleanly as Rage was still standing between the two men. The blow knocks Rage back into his chair and Rage tumbles over. Mr. Alex Larson rocks back a bit, but quickly recovers as Carr lunges toward him. Sonja gets up and takes cover in the corner of the ring. Carr and Larson begin to exchange blow after blow as Rage gets back to his feet. Rage tries to separate the men, but is quickly shoved aside by both men as they are both dead set on the ensuing scuffle. For a moment it looks as if Mr. Alex Larson will cash in on the bounty as he gains the upper hand with a kick to Carr's midsection and sets Carr up for his Pedigree finishing move. As Carr's head is in between Mr. Alex Larson's legs a smile comes across Larson's face, but is quickly erased as Carr raises his head and doles out a Carr Bomb to him before tossing him off his knee and onto the canvas. Carr makes a hasty exit from the ring and backs away toward the locker rooms, constantly looking behind him for any other threats that may come through the curtain. Mr. Alex Larson is crawling towards the ropes doing all he can to give chase, his body stunned from the move, but he still requires being stopped by Rage.


Rage: Let it go man! Let it go!


Larson argues with Rage and pleads his case as he looks like he is ready to go and out for blood. Rage tries to calm him down.


Rage: I know man, I know...you use this anger later and there is NO way that we can walk out of here tonight without those Tag Belts! Save this for later! It's over!

As the tension in the ring dies down the band Art of Dying take the stage to end the show and to perform their song 'Get Through This.'

Alexia (c) vs cisco KID vs Dimitri Sergeyevich
Triple Threat Match - VWF Intercontinental Championship

Match Summary & Result
[Alexia comes to the ring with an evil grin on her face as both Dimitri and cK stagger to the ring drunk as sailors!]

Joey Styles: I'm guessing Alexia bought both these guys a bottle of vodka!

[The bell rings and cK collapses to the mat, Alexia goes for the cover. ...1...2... cK kicks out! He gets to his feet and wags his finger at Alexia. The Vikingtron flickers to life to show Alexia putting bottles of vodka outside of cK and Dimitri's dressing rooms. It then shows Dimitri open his door and pick up the vodka, look down the hall and see the other bottle outside cK's door and pick that up also. cK isn't drunk at all!]

P. Lickin: cK wants to be sober when he gets his grubby hands on Alexia!

[The match is on again, with cK and Alexia doing most of the wrestling as Dimitri sleeps in the corner. The December Wolves are out in force trying to awaken their leader to no avail, as cK and Alexia trade near falls. cK has Alexia set up for the Face Down in Cabo, but Alexia escapes and hits cK's own finisher on the man himself! cK is on the mat as Alexia runs the ropes, and drops down onto cK's chest with a double axehandle. It's her finisher, the Invocation and now Alexia has the cover. ...1...2...3!]

Winner: Alexia

Rage & Mr. Larson vs Kirsta Lewis (c) & Becky Hellian (c)
Normal Match - VWF World Tag Team Championship

Match Summary & Result
[Rage and Larson are in the ring as Becky Hellian makes her way down to the squared circle. Kirsta Lewis is nowhere to be seen, but Becky informs the referee she will compete on her own tonight. The referee rings the bell and Becky lays down in the ring yelling at Rage to pin her. Rage thinks it's a trick, and is aprehensive about doing so. He places a foot on Becky's chest as the referee makes the count. ...1...2...3!]

Winners: Rage & Mr. Larson (New VWF Tag Team Champions)

[Rage and Mr. Larson are handed the Tag Team Championships, as Becky leaves the ring with a devilish smile on her face. She heads backstage as Rebecca Lane catches up with her.]

Rebecca Lane: Becky Hellian, what did you just do out there? And where is Kirsta Lewis?

[Becky ignores Lane, and heads down the corridor as the cameras follow her. Becky opens her dressing room door and as the cameraman looks around we see a bloodied Kirsta Lewis lying on the floor.]

Becky Hellian: Does that answer your question Ms. Lane? I was brought into this company to cause HELL! And I'm going to raise hell, in the Women's Division... Shade, you were impressive in your debut tonight, but I have done something no other woman in this company can claim to have down and taken out The Hellcat! Keep the belt warm for me Shade!

[Becky walks off down the hallway, as Rebecca Lane and her camera crew search for help for Kirsta.]

'DBR' Scott Carr vs Dr. Feelgood vs Scott DiBiase (c)
Elimination Tables Match - VWF United States Championship

Match Summary & Result
[DiBiase begins the match trying to convince Feelgood into forming an alliance to take out the bigger man DBR. Feelgood waves this off and charges at DBR, only to be tossed aside. It becomes obvious however that this was merely a distraction to allow DiBiase to attempt to take the big man's legs from under him. Feelgood and DiBiase begin to alternate attacks on DBR's legs. While Feelgood applies a Figure Four, DiBiase brings a chair into the ring he waits for Feelgood to get to his feet and then smashes the chair over his skull! DiBiase sets up a table in the corner and sees his chance to eliminate Feelgood just as DBR charges in! DiBiase gets out of the way and Feelgood is sent through the table! DBR then goes after DiBiase, but each time he tries to put the champion through a table, DiBiase manages to get out of dodge. DBR finally catches DiBiase and puts him on the mat following a Carrbomb, he sets up a table. Suddenly, the lights begin to flicker and the sound system begings playing something that seems to be a recording of livestock, focusing on rooster calls.]

Joey Styles: What the hell is going on here?

[As the lights are restored, Stan the Militant Chicken (dressed in custom combat fatigues, including helmet and jackboots) is in the ring, with his bloodshot eyes focused intently on DBR. With a screech, Stan charges DBR and connects once or twice with a headbutt to his knees, but DBR scoops Stan up and sends him crashing through the table. Carr looks around, as Rage charges in from nowhere with a spear! DBR is down as Mr. Larson sets up a table in the ring in the corner. Rage places DBR against the table and looks to charge in for another spear, but DBR is able to grab DiBiase and pull him in front of the table as he manages to get out of the way. DiBiase is sent crashing through the plundah by Rage! The referee rings the bell as DBR laughs maniacally. Rage charges in but Carr catches him and throws him out of the ring! DBR the lifts Larson up onto his shoudlers and drops him with the Carrearender! DiBiase begins to come around, and sees the US Title lying at ringside, he grabs the belt and smashes Rage with it, then places it in the ring for Carr. DiBiase leaves the ring, looking pissed off.]

Winner: 'DBR' Scott Carr (New VWF United States Champion)

[As DBR celebrates his title win, DiBiase is shown walking in the backstage area. Kyle Bacon catches up with him.]

Kyle Bacon: Scott DiBiase, you just lost the VWF United States Championship to DBR...

[DiBiase grabs Bacon and throws him towards the wall. DiBiase turns to stare into the camera.]

Scott DiBiase: DBR, the only reason you have that belt is because Rage and Mr Larson decided they wanted to get some kind of retribution on you for earlier and it cost me my belt! Well that's just fine with me, because I believe in an eye for an eye! And once I've shown Rage and Larson how much their million dollar mistake will cost them I'll begin my ascent towards immortality in the VWF by capturing it's biggest prize... The VWF World Heavyweight Championship! Consider everyone on the roster, even the big shot owner The Rick himself on notice! Scott DiBiase will not be without championship gold for long my friends... Not for long at all!

[DiBiase drops the mic, and turns around to see Mr. Fantastic stood behind him. Fantastic raises his championship belt and then smirks and walks away as a pissed off DiBiase watches on as we go back to ringside.]

The Final Showdown
The Rick vs Jace Gryphon
Last Man Standing

Match Summary & Result
[This battle has waged on for almost thirty minutes, with neither man able to keep the other down and out for the ten count. Rick thought he had taken the win with a Rickfest through the announce table but Jace managed to beat the count right before the ten was registered. Jace also though he'd taken the win with a modified Phoenix Rising onto the ring steps but Rick was able to answer the count before the referee could reach ten.]

Joey Styles: And that's half an hour now that these two have tried to pick up the victory!

P. Lickin: We may not even get to the VWF Championship match at this rate, this match may never end!

[The fight goes back to where it had started: in the ring. A weary Jace has put Rick on the mat but he's not completely out cold so the referee does not count. Jace leaves the ring and tries to catch his breath as he grabs his trusty lead pipe from ringside. Lacey Rain rushes down to the ring to try to cheer on The Rick to get to his feet. Jace is in the ring and points the lead pipe towards Lacey and taunts her as he reminds her how her distraction helped cost Rick the Eurocontinental Championship to Gryphon at Aftershock. Jace turns to finish the match as Rick catches him from nowhere with the Rickfest and then falls to the canvas himself! The referee looks down as both wrestlers lie on the mat. ...1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10!]

Winner: It's a draw! Both men counted out!

[The referee calls for the bell and declares the match a draw as Lacey rushes to the ring and cries over Rick. She kisses him as he slowly begins to come around. Rick rolls towards the ropes and pulls himself to his feet as Jace still lies on the mat. The Rick looks down at his opponent as Lacey looks to raise his arm for the fans to applaud but Rick stops her and asks her to leave the ring. Lacey rushes up the ramp to the backstage area as Rick kneels beside Jace and begins saying something to his opponent. The cameras can barely pick up what Rick is saying.]

The Rick: Jace... Jace... Come on you son of a bitch don't you dare! JACE! Someone get some fucking help out here... NOW!

[EMTs rush to the ring as the crowd falls silent. Rick is in shock as the EMTs roll Jace onto a stretcher and race up the ramp to the backstage area as The Rick rushes after them. As Jace is loaded into the back of an ambulance, Lacey Rain rushes over.]

The Rick: Lacey, you gotta run things while I'm gone!

Lacey Rain: Gone?

The Rick: I'm going to the hospital, I've got to make sure Jace is ok! I'm going to take my car, just hold the fort around here!

[Rick rushes off to his car, and follows the ambulance as it departs the arena parking lot.]

DOUBLE MAIN EVENT - MATCH 1
"All That" Lee Ryan vs "King Of Sexy" Jonny Cedrone
Two Out Of Three Falls - King Of The Ring Final

Match Summary & Result
[This contest is extremely close, with both men trying to make as few mistakes as possible so they don't give their opponent the advantage. The first fall comes at around the ten minute mark, "All That" looks to hit the Double Impact, but Cedrone counters and looks to hook in the Mambo Italiano. Lee counters this into an attempt at the One Night Stand but Cedrone counters once more and hits the Mambo Italiano for the first fall.]

Winner of the first fall: "King Of Sexy" Jonny Cedrone

[The match restarts straight away, with Lee on the back foot as he attempts to even things up. It's another close battle between the two of these competitors, with Cedrone again looking for the Mambo Italiano. This time however, Lee is able to escape the attempt and hit a Superkick, which sends Cedrone to the mat. "All That" climbs up to the top for the Leap Of Faith! Connects. ...1...2...3!]

Winner of the second fall: "All That" Lee Ryan

[It's even stevens again, with this fall deciding the winner and the 2009 King Of The Ring! The Double Impact DDT has Cedrone on the mat, cover by "All That". ...1...2... Cedrone kicks out! Rolling Neck Snap by Cedrone. ...1...2... "All That" kicks out now! Irish whip into the corner, Cedrone looks for a superplex but is pushed to the canvas. Another Leap of Faith? No, Cedrone has it scouted and rolls out of the way as Lee hits the canvas. ...1...2... Lee kicks out! Cedrone looks to ringside and sees Gloria willing him on, he looks to the turnbuckles and begins to climb. Cedrone has his back to "All That". Modified One Night Stand puts Cedrone on the mat. ...1...2...3! "All That" picks up the win!]

Winner of the match: "All That" Lee Ryan (2009 King Of The Ring)

[The bell rings and "All That" helps Cedrone to his feet, the two men shake hands as a show of respect to each other and Cedrone raises Lee's arm as the winner of the match and new King Of The Ring! Cheyenne joins "All That" in the ring as Lee celebrates.]

DOUBLE MAIN EVENT - MATCH 2
"The Crippler" Steve Ryan vs Mr. Fantastic (c)
Normal Match - VWF World Heavyweight Championship

Match Summary & Result
[This is a titanic battle, as Steve Ryan attempts to put Mr. Fantastic down a peg or two. Fantastic is in the corner, cowering away from "The Crippler" as Ryan charges in. Wait a second, Fantastic undid the turnbuckle cover and Steve Ryan smashes into the exposed steel in the corner as Fantastic drops to the middle of the ring and tries to regain his composure after taking a brutal onslaught from his opponent during the match. Fantastic lifts Ryan up to his feet and begins to punch away to the face of his opponent, "The Crippler" catches a punch attempt and lifts up Fantastic for The Reckoning, but the referee is in the way and Fantastic's foot collides with the official as he is lifted up and the referee is out cold. RECKONING! Cover by Steve Ryan as he slaps the mat himself while the crowd chant along. ...1...2...3... The referee is down still and no official count is made so it won't be official. Steve goes over to the referee in an attempt to revive him as Fantastic leaves the ring. He's got the VWF Championship Belt in his hands, brings it into the ring and smashes "The Crippler" with it! Fantastic slides the belt out of the ring and climbs the turnbuckles. Simply Fantastic! The referee is coming around. ...1...2...3!]

Winner: Mr. Fantastic

Joey Styles: No... Not like this!

P. Lickin: That was quite simply... Fantastic! Mr. F lives to fight another day Joey!

[Fantastic grabs the VWF World Heavyweight Championship and raises it above his head as "All That" Lee Ryan walks onto the stage and motions that the title will soon be around his waist. "All That" will face off against Mr. Fantastic at VWF's next PPV - Killer Instinct!]

[The scene cuts to the parking lot, where The Rick's car screeches back into the building. The door opens and Rick steps out as Lacey Rain rushes to greet him. Rick pushes her away.]

The Rick: He's dead!

Lacey Rain: What?

The Rick: He's dead... Jace is fucking dead!

*** FADE OUT ***