"You Better Pray" by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus plays as we enter the arena. Pyro explodes and the fans are on their feet.   The camera pans around the arena as a sea of NLCW fans wave their signs and cheer as NLCW Bloobath begins!


Aaron Jennings: Ladies and gentlemen, this is NLCW Bloodbath!  I'm Aaron Jennings and with me, always, is Bryan Terwilliger!

Bryan Terwilliger:  This is going to be an absolutely outstanding show!

AJ:  We have a great show for you tonight!  Carmine Styles will face off against Ryan Coleman!

BT: Then, in a rematch from Slamfest, Tyler Scott will face Sean Galen and this time number one contendership for the American title will be on the line!

AJ:  And Dominic Pericolo will return to NLCW pay-per-view when he takes on Mask of William.

BT:  And the NLCW Hardcore Championship will be on the line!

AJ: And we wrap up the night with our main event!  Dazz, the NLCW Undisputed Champion, will face off against Dillon Durst and Paul York in a triple threat match!

BT:  It's going to be quite the night!

AJ:  Excuse me ladies and gentlemen, I'm just getting word of a situation that occurred only moments go.  We don't have too much information currently, but I'm hearing now that Dillon Durst was... let me get this right... Dillon Durst was attacked outside the arena just a few minutes ago.

BT:  What!?

AJ:  That's what I'm hearing.  Reportedly Dillon Durst left the arena, probably to get some fresh air before the show started, and he was attacked outside the arena.

BT:  Is he okay?

AJ:  I'm not sure.  He is still being looked at by NLCW doctors.  Once again, ladies and gentlemen, you are hearing this information at the same time I am.  I don't have all the details yet.

BT:  Do they know who did it?

AJ:  I don't think so.  Durst was outside by himself.  He was found by an arena official, injured in the parking lot less than 10 minutes ago.  We are currently unsure of the extent of his injuries but I will keep you updated as soon as I hear more information.

BT:  That's definitely a shame.  

AJ:  It truly is.  But ladies and gentlemen, we still have a show for you tonight.

BT:  That's right.  Let's get to our first match!  We'll keep you updated.


Three Six Mafia’s ‘Who run it’ plays throughout the arena and the lights strobe red, white and green around the entrance way as Carmine Styles is risen up from the bottom of the stage. Once he is fully on the stage Red, White and Green pyro shot up right in front of him as he walks out. Wearing his custom Blue Italian soccer shirt and the Italian flag hanging from the front of his pants. He looks out into the crowd, surveying the masses, before stepping out into the aisle way and throws his arms out (ala Orton). At which point pyro’s shoot off all the way down the ramp. Once he’s at ringside Carmine wastes no time getting into the ring. Where he climbs the turnbuckle standing on the middle rope at the far post and poses with his arms up just as he did at the top of the entranceway.

LW:  Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first, residing in Sacramento, California, weighing in at 145 pounds: Carmine Styles!

The arena goes silent as " My Life To Live " starts playing. We hear the guitar kick in and Tim and Lars start singing the chorus.

" My Life is just like a car crash
so slow downs girls when you go passing me by
My world can never stop spinning
I got a girl in every city and they all know my name"

The chorus finishes and the guitars go on for a few seconds then Tim Armstong starts his verse

"I met a girl in Nagoya she said “Tim, I’m gonna show you
a good time”
And she took me up the stairs
Took off her shirt pulled up her skirt
Laid on the bed and said “come over here”
I love her breast and I love her thighs
And I love her smile and her deep brown eyes
Well those first days of spring
Good luck will bring me fortune
As I travel on my way"

As Tim Finshes up out from behind the curtain steps Ryan Coleman. He's wearing his typical match attire. The fans start booing as Ryan makes his way down the ramp while Lars sings his verse

" had a threeway in Austin
Just like in Boston
Just like I'm gonna do again tonight
Rancid punks doin’
We’re always out tourin’
breaking hearts in cities that I leave behind
San Francisco, Sweet Chicago
I’ve done every hooker from here to Toledo
I charm ‘em and I fuck ‘em and I wish ‘em good luck
and
I hope that I see them when I come back around"

Ryan climbs the ring steps and slowly climbs in the ring as the song and the booing continue

" My Life is just like a car crash
So slow downs girls when you go passing me by
My world can never stop spinning
I got a girl in every city and they all know my name

Ashley and Sabrina and Tonya and Tina
And Gina and Sylvia and Debra and Christina
Sonia and Paula and Inga and Carla
And Greta and Barbara and Inca and Darla

Well Kerry and Mary
Nakita and Natasha
Sydney and Nicole
Jenna and Little Sasha
Ava and Cara
Rebecca and Sarah
You’re all my girls and I’ll never forget ya

My Life is just like a car crash
so slow downs girls when you go passing me by
My world can never stop spinning
I got a girl in every city and they all know my name"

As the song finishes Ryan just stands in the middle of the ring.

LW: And his opponent, from San Diego, California, weighing in at 245 pounds: Ryan Coleman!

AJ:  Ryan Coleman, an NLCW veteran, stepping into the ring against one of the company's newcomers, Carmine Styles.

BT:  This is going to be a great match!

The ref calls for the bell and Styles walks out of his corner and at the same time Coleman comes charging out of his corner and catches Styles in the face with a running leaping yakuza kick to his face and the fans erupt. Coleman
gets up and pulls Styles over to a corner and begins to chop away at his chest and then he Irish whips him hard into the opposite corner that the impact sends Styles chest first into the post.

AJ: GOOD GOD!!

BT: That had to hurt!

Coleman walks over to him and Styles thumbs Coleman in the eye and Coleman backs away as Styles gets to his feet and bodyslams Coleman and then runs off the ropes and catches Coleman with a elbow drop. He then lifts Coleman up and sends him off the ropes and catches him with a big boot to the face.

AJ: Boom!

BT: Nice move there!

Styles runs off the ropes and leaps into the air and nails Coleman with a big leg drop and goes to cover him. The ref counts.
1...
2...
NO!!!!!!!

Coleman kicks out and Styles looks at the ref in shock.Styles pulls Coleman up and sends him off the ropes again and goes another big boot but Coleman ducks it and comes off the other side with a flying forearm to Styles's face. Coleman gets to his feet. Styles gets to his feet slowly,  but Coleman back flips him and then turns around and grabs Styles's head and starts to lay repeated kicks to his back.

AJ:  Brutal!

Coleman now pulls Styles up and he hits him with a DDT!  He then follows that up with an elbow drop.  Coleman now with a cover:
1...
2...

AJ: And a kick out!

BT: Coleman is definitely in control now!

Coleman drags Styles over to a corner.  He then stomps on Styles chest.  Coleman now pulls Styles up, but then he hits him with a Russian leg sweep.  Coleman now with a leg drop.  Coleman pulls Styles up,  Styles punches him in the face.  Styles now leaps up with a drop kick.  Styles now heads to the top ropes!

AJ: Moonsault!

BT: No one home!

Ryan Coleman rolls out of the way!  Coleman now slowly gets to his feet.  He waits for Styles to stand up.  Coleman now kicks him in the chest and...

AJ: The After Thought!

BT: Out of nowhere!

Coleman with the cover:
1...
2...
3!!!!!

AJ:  Ryan Coleman wins!

LW: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match: RYAN COLEMAN!

The scene abruptly cuts to the backstage area, Dazz seen carrying the American, Television and Slamfest championships over his shoulder with one hand while the Undisputed World championship is wrapped around his waist, a look of pure concentration and focus as he almost bumps into Michelle Davis, who has stepped into his path wielding a microphone as if it were a sword, pointing it at the champion causing him to stop and look at her, wondering why she has disturbed his walk to the ring after just arriving at the arena.

MD: Hey Dazz, so it was you I was next to in all those interviews since Delfino's debut?

He looks at her as if she's completely new to him for a few moments.

Dazz: Yeah, it was me.

MD: Ok, couple questions just quickly. How do you feel after that almost heartfelt speech at the beginning of last week's Avulsion?

Quick off the mark and without needing to think about his answer, he responds.

Dazz: It was heartfelt. Every word I said I meant, there have been some people ignored despite their hard work and it seems work ethic doesn't always equal opportunity, Dade Midvalley the next in a line of people supposedly in charge but have you noticed that under Midvalley we've seen even more people now gone?

The fact is Michelle, NLCW has been held together by the foundations, the glue keeping everything in place and those foundations, that glue is me. Despite all my years in this company achieving what I did through effort and with everything ignored and intentionally forgotten for the last 3 or so years, now I'm the focus through no fault but my own goddamn work ethic and some people complain about that.

People say that they work hard and yet when I do the same and achieve all this around my waist and on my shoulder, there's a big fuss over how I allegedly had some hand in it all when all I did was wear a mask to see if I gained respect that way, succeeded for a year in my task and found myself somehow on the winning end of matches. Again, I don't have a stranglehold, I didn't intend to earn all of these championships and there was no bribery to Midvalley or Rockingwell at all on my part, all I did was step into the ring, wrestle as I've done for almost a decade and not stop until the referee counts the one...two....three.

MD: And what of the developments involving yourself towards the end of the show when you had something to say to both Ryan Coleman and your opponent for tonight Paul York before their match?

Dazz: I said what I did for a reason. The fact is, Paul and Ryan are both talented men, they have the tools to go places here in NLCW yet they always come up short. I was merely trying to motivate them into aiming high and achieving it because, lets face facts here Michelle, Ryan and Paul have been here for so long and could rightfully be the men leading the way as NLCW's top talent but only if they have a fire lit under them which is what I hoped to gain last week. If Paul took offense to that then we have a title match tonight, take it out between the ropes and we'll see by the time the bell rings and a winner is declared just whether Paul himself is ready to break through the glass ceiling and be the great wrestler I believe he can be.

MD: Thank you and best of luck tonight.

Dazz nods gently, walking past Michelle and leaving on his way.

AJ:  Ladies and gentlemen, we are now getting word that Dillon Durst has been sent to a local hospital by NLCW medical officials.  We are unsure of the reasons or the extent of his injuries at this time.  All we know is that Dillon Durst was injured in the parking lot of the arena just minutes before this broadcast started.  Apparently, according to Durst, he was attacked from behind by an unknown person or persons.  

BT:  You have to think that this presence in the main event of tonight's show is in jeopardy.

AJ:  We don't know that for sure, but it does look that way, yes.


LW:  Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall.  The winner of this match will be the number one contender for the NLCW American Championship!

The familiar thudding introduction of ‘Galvanise’ by Chemical Brothers announces the arrival of Tyler Scott. The man himself walks out from backstage to a mixed reaction from the NLCW crowd.

LW: Introducing first, currently residing in Detroit, Michigan, he weighs in tonight at 230 pounds, he is a former LCW Double Champion, he is Tyler Scott!!!

He heads to the ring, staying his usual focused self. He climbs into the ring and walks to the centre of the ring where he stares intensely into the crowd before beginning his few warm up moves, awaiting the start of the upcoming contest.

AJ:  This is going to be a great match folks!  

BT:  The winner of this match will become number one contender for the NLCW American Championship!

The lights go out, enveloping the arena in darkness. "King" flashes repeatedly for two seconds before fading.

"OOOH WAH AH AH AH!!!"

The opening to "Down With the Sickness" begins before being chopped in to 50 Cent's "Many Men", blasts throughout the arenas p.a. system.

Fireworks blast on the stage as Sean Galen step out from behind the curtain, wearing his ring attire underneath a shiny, red hooded vest. His patented SG logo is on the back as he turns to face the tron, spreading his arms out, palms to the ceiling. He then spins real fast, his face somewhat hidden beneath the hood.

He soaks in the cheers and boos as he points to the sides of the ramp talking shit, and flashing that patented shit eating
grin. He then struts to the ring, sliding in as he reaches the mat. He then walks to the turnbuckle, raising his right arm,
his hand in a fist, The Rock-esque. He then jumps down and does a spin in the middle of the ring, again with his arms
stretched straight out, plams up, as if soaking in the reaction. He then flips the hood from his head, and takes off the
vest, handing the object to the ring announcer before leaning against the turnbuckle.

AJ:  These two faced off last month at Slamfest, with Tyler Scott getting the win.

BT:  I wonder if Galen can bounce back here tonight and win this rematch.

AJ: We're about to find out, there's the bell!!

Immediately, Scott charges Galen, swinging a big haymaker as he rushes past  Galen. Missing, Scott hits the ropes and takes a deep arm drag. Sliding to his feet, Scott is hit in the face with a quick dropkick to his chest, knocking him back to the turnbuckle. Galen flies into the corner and nails a leaping Scott with a back elbow, sandwiching Scott against the buckles. Galen stomps away furiously.  Suddenly, Scott reverses a kick, catching it under his arm. He sweeps Galen's other leg out and drops an elbow, taking it to the mat.

AJ: Nice move there by Tyler Scott, taking Galen's legs out!

BT: You can't win a wrestling match if you can't stand.

Scott snatches Galen's leg in a knee lock, wrenching Galen's knee sideways against his shin. Galen drops to his back and shuts his eyes, grimacing from the pain.  Galen struggles and then and NAILS Scott in the back of his head with a STIFF kick!  Scott stumbles back against the turnbuckle.  Galen now lifts him up and he sets him up on the top ropes!   Galen now climbs to the second ropes and he grabs Scott in a head lock!

BT: He's not seriously going to try this!

AJ: Oh, but he IS going to, Bryan. A DDT off the top rope!

Galen leaps backwards and he pulls Tyler Scott with him, driving Scott's head into the canvas!

AJ: OH MY GOD, WHAT AN IMPACT!!!

BT: That could be the end of this match already!

Galen manages to push Scott off of him and stands to his feet. Scott, holding his face in pain, flails around to get to a knee. Galen helps Scott to his feet and then backs up, hitting the ropes.

AJ:  Galen isn't going for the cover here!

BT:  This could be a mistake!

Galen charges off with an attempt for a clothesline, but Scott sees him and drops to the mat, avoiding the clothesline!

BT: I'm not sure if Scott purposely avoided that move or if he collapsed, but it worked!

Galen rebounds off of the ropes.  Tyler Scott stands up and he catches Galen with a clothesline as he runs back at him!  Galen stands up quite quickly, but Scott sends him back down to the mat with a fisherman's suplex!  Scott now goes for the cover:
1...
2...
KICKOUT!

AJ: A nice move but not near enough to put away Galen!

BT: I don't think that was what Scott was going for, I think he's trying to force Galen to tire himself out!

Scott gets to his feet and he bounces off the ropes and nailing Galen across the face with a clear, hard elbow as Galen stands up. Galen tumbles backwards, landing with his back on the ropes. Suddenly Galen leaps forwards,rushing with a clothesline attempt of his own. Scott blocks it, and the two trade punches!

AJ:  This is far from over here folks!

After a shots, Scott shoves a right from Galen aside and boots him in the gut. He takes advantages, grabbing him in a chancery and nailing a nice DDT. Again, he covers Galen for a pinfall...

1...
2...
KICKOUT!

BT:  Another kickout!

Scott to his feet again. He pulls Galen up and slings an arm over, going for a snap suplex. Galen, still aware of the situation, slams his elbow into Scott's ear and breaks the hold. Both men stagger, holding their heads. They both turn towards one another and Galen gets the first kick in, doubling Scott over. Galen now walks to the ropes and he waits for Scott to stand up.  When he does he steps forward and hits Scott in the chin with a trust kick!

He goes for the cover...

1...
2...
KICKOUT!

AJ: ANOTHER close fall!

Galen rises to his feet quickly, lunging at the ropes. On the rebound, Scott is just starting to stir. Galen jumps over him without breaking his run, continuing to build speed as he hits the opposite ropes. Galen bounces off and just as Scott is to a knee, Galen leap frogs him this time. Scott now gets to his feet, still stumbling, and Galen is moving incredibly fast as he bounces off the ropes again. This time, Galen leaps into the air for a high impact cross body block, which Scott catches in mid-air!

AJ: He caught him!

Scott then drops Galen to the mat with a powerslam!  Tyler Scott now pulls Galen up.  Galen suddenly drives his elbow into Tyler Scott's jaw!  Scott staggers backwards.  Galen now hits Scott with a roundhouse kick!  He then grabs him, sets him up, and drives him head first into the mat with a brainbuster!
Galen now with a cover:
1....
2....

BT: Another kick out!

Galen now climbs to the top rope.

AJ:  What is he going to do here!?

Scott is slowly crawling back to his feet! Galen turns to sit down on the top turnbuckle, and is greeted with a risen Scott now charging directly for him! Acting quickly, Galen actually LEAPS off the second turnbuckle and over Scott, landing on his feet! Scott catches himself in the corner and turns at the same time as Galen!  Galen turns and he hits Scott with a dropkick to the back!  Scott stumbles forwards and he hits the turnbuckle!

AJ: Ouch!

Scott now walks backwards out of the cover and he's caught by Galen!  Galen now sets him up!

BT: The Equalizer!

AJ:  This is it

Sean Galen with the cover:
1...
2...
3!!!

LW:  Here is your winner and number one contender for the NLCW American Championship: SEAN GALEN!

Galen celebrates in the ring as his theme song plays.

AJ:  Ladies and gentlemen, we are now going to head backstage to Kevin Ryder who is with NLCW Medical Officer Gerald Shore.  I believe they have an update on the Dillon Durst situation.

Kevin Ryder:  Thank you AJ.  Yes, I am with Gerald Shore who is an NLCW Medical Officer.  He was called to the scene by an arena official  just moments after Durst was found outside the arena.  I'm going to speak with him in a moment, but first I would like to get everyone up to speed on what we currently know.  At about 7:50, ten minutes before we went on the air tonight, an arena official by the name of Charles Vander walked into the arena parking lot on a smoke break.  He found Dillon Durst outside the building, conscious but in too much pain to get up.  We were told by our own staff that Durst was outside the arena getting some fresh air before the show.  Mr. Vander immediately called for help and the first person to answer that call was Mr. Gerald Shore.  Mr. Shore, you were the first person to examine Mr. Durst.  What did you find?

Gerald Shore: Well, I found that Mr. Durst was in great pain.  I spoke with him at length and he said that he believed he was attacked from behind.  He was unsure about who attacked him or even how many people attacked him.

Kevin Ryder:  And what were the extent of his injuries?

Gerald Shore: Durst's right leg was in serious pain and he could not stand up.  He also had a very severe headache.  He said he was initially struck in the right leg.  When he fell to the ground he was then struck in the head repeatedly.  The attacker or attackers left the scene before Durst could turn around.

Kevin Ryder:  And currently?

Gerald Shore:  Currently Mr. Durst is at a local hospital being looked at by a doctor.  That doctor will detemine the extent of his injuries and decide if Durst can compete tonight.

Kevin Ryder:  Do you think he will be able to wrestle in tonight's main event?

Gerald Shore:  I'm not a doctor, so I can't make that call, but I don't believe he will in good enough health to compete tonight.

Kevin Ryder:  Thank you Mr. Shore.  AJ, back to you.

AJ:  Thank you Kevin for that report.  Bryan, things aren't looking good for Dillon Durst.

BT:  You're right AJ.  



LW:  The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the NLCW Hardcore Championship!

There's a long pause. The crowd begins to die down, awaiting what's next... and the arena is eerily quiet except for the murmurs of the crowd.

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

A massive explosion rocks the rampway as the entire arena is bathed in a golden light, the mixed sounds of cello and piano playing throughout the arena as the beginning of "Viva La Vida (Instrumental Version)" by Coldplay kicks in, sending the crowd into a frenzy. Already slowly picking up in tempo alongside of the music, the crowd begins to chant "DO-MO-NIC! DO-MO-NIC!", sparklers falling from the rafters and down in front of the entrance to the ramp, obscuring it from view.

A figure can now faintly be seen through the falling sparklers, making his way forward until he eventually steps through them, head lowered. The crowd continues their chants, an aura seemingly surrounding the stage as the man simply stands there for a moment, the music still playing, before he lifts himself up completely, standing straight atop the rampway and thrusting an arm into the air.

Dominic Pericolo lets a confident roar escape his lungs, fireworks go off the sides of the stage and the waterfall-esque sparklers slow to a stop.

A confident grin flashes across his face as Dominic stands before the fans all-too familiar to him, his arm lowering and his eyes fixing towards the ring, wherein stands his opponent, Tyler Scott. He begins to make his way down to the ring, his stride quick and confident. For the first time in what feels like forever, Dominic Pericolo holds his arms out to the side to slap hands with the ringside fans along the way, and the crowd just keeps on chanting.

"DO-MO NIC! DO-MO-NIC! DO-MO-NIC!"

Circling the ring, Dominic makes his way around it slapping the hands of fans along the way as Lucinda Welch stands in the middle of the ring, a smile on her face as she gives him his introduction.

LW: Coming to the ring at this time, weighing in at 270 pounds... from Sacramento, California... he is a TWO-TIME NLCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... DOOOOOOMIIIIIINIIIIIIIIC PERIIIIIIICOOOOOOLOOOOO!!!!

Making his way up the steel steps, Dominic pauses to stare out at the fans, a look in his eyes showing the gratitude he has for them, the appreciation he holds for all they've done... Dominic simply nods his head and flashes yet another grin. Entering into the ring, Dominic walks across it towards the other corner, climbing up the corner and lifting a fist into the air for the cheering fans. He steps down off the turnbuckle as his music begins to fade, and turns around to face Tyler Scott, who now stands on the opposite end of the ring. Dominic looks over to Lucinda for a moment as she's about to leave the ring and waves at her, that grin still on his face. She smiles and waves back before leaving the ring, the referee coming over to Dominic to check if he's ready. Dominic turns to the ref and holds out his hand, shaking hands with the referee and nodding his head.

AJ: Dominic Pericolo challenging for the Hardcore Championship tonight!

BT: Dominic isn't known as a hardcore wrestler, so it will be interesting to see how he fares in this sort of environment.

The lights in the arena suddenly go dim as a familiar music hits your ears:

#O Fortuna O Fortune,
velut luna like the moon
statu variabilis, you are changeable,
semper crescis ever waxing#

A man walks down the aisle, his face covered by a mask. Slowly wandering his way to the ring, his head is low, his eyes fixated on the ground before him.

#aut decrescis; and waning;
vita detestabilis hateful life
nunc obdurat first oppresses
et tunc curat and then soothes#

He makes his way to the steps and climbs into the ring, his eyes still looking down upon the mat in front of him.

LW:  And his opponent, he is the NLCW Hardcore Champion: Mask of William!

The bell rings and the two men stand in their respective corners.  The crowd is on their feet.  Both men slowly walk towards the center of the ring.  Pericolo and William now stand face-to-face.  The referee holds the NLCW Hardcore Championship above his head. 

BT: I'm looking forward to this one!

AJ: I have a feeling it is going to be quite the fight!

Finally the two men lock up.  Pericolo knees William in the chest, doubling him over.  He now follows up with an uppercut, snapping William's head back.  William stumbles away towards the corner.  Pericolo now charges at him and clotheslines William down to the mat.  William slowly gets to his feet, and Pericolo hits him with a missile dropkick!  William is down in the corner now. 

BT: Pericolo is off to a good start here!

William starts pulling himself up using the ropes now.  Pericolo runs at him with a clothesline.  William ducks and he back body drops Pericolo over the ropes to the outside!

BT: William back body drops Pericolo over the ropes to the outside!

William slides out of the ring to the outside.  William swings at Pericolo with a punch.  Pericolo blocks it and he counters with a hook punch of his own.  Pericolo now grabs William and he slams him face-first into the ring apron.  Pericolo now grabs William from behind and he hits him with a German suplex!

BT: William's head just bounced off of that guardrail!

AJ: What a move!

BT: He might be unconscious!

Pericolo gets to his feet.  He rests, leaning on the ring apron for a moment.  William manages to get to his knees now.  Pericolo hits him with a swift kick to the ribs.  William is back down now.  Pericolo pulls him up and slams him face-first into the guardrail.  William staggers away, holding his head.

BT: I think William is bleeding!

AJ: It didn't take long to see some blood here in this match!  Just like I expected!

Pericolo walks up behind William.  William kicks backwards, hitting Pericolo with a low blow!

BT: OUCH!!!

AJ: That's one way to stop someone!

William now turns around and he wipes the blood from his eyes.  He pulls Pericolo to his feet and hits him with a DDT down to the floor!

AJ:  BOOM!

William now slides under the ring and he pulls out a steel chair!  Pericolo gets to his feet, but William LEVELS him with a chairshot!

BT: My God!

AJ: I think we have some more blood!

BT:  That was quite the chair shot!

Pericolo lays on the floor bleeding.

AJ: This might be the end of the match already!

BT: Pericolo is on his knees now!

William cracks the steel chair across Pericolo's back.  Pericolo struggles, pushing himself back up.  William cracks his back with the chair again.  Pericolo presses himself up again.  Another chair shot.  And another.  And another.  And another. 

BT: MY GOD!  THIS IS VICIOUS!

AJ: William is completely unloading on Pericolo with chairshots to the spine!

Pericolo is out on the floor now.  William drops the chair and he grabs Pericolo by the head, pulling him to his feet.  He now runs, hitting Pericolo with a bulldog onto the steel steps!

AJ: BOOM!  Off of the steps!  That could end it!

William grabs him now.  He sends him down to the floor with a bodyslam.

He now goes for the cover:

1...
2...

BT: Kickout!

William gets up and he pulls Pericolo to his feet.  Suddenly,  Pericolo grabs him and he hits him with a snap suplex down to thefloor.  Pericolo now grabs William and he rolls him into the ring.  Pericolo reaches under the ring and he comes back with a ladder!  The crowd explodes!  Pericolo slides the ladder into the ring to a huge pop.  Pericolo is in the ring now.  He wipes the blood off of his face as he sets up the ladder in the ring.  William is struggling to get to his feet as Pericolo starts to climb the ladder.  William is on his feet now.  Pericolo now leaps off of the top of the ladder with a flying spinning wheel kick!

BT: WHAT A MOVE!

AJ: That was amazing!

Pericolo goes for the cover:
1....
2....
Kickout!

AJ:  Somehow that was not a three count!

BT:  Mask of William kicked out!

Pericolo grabs William and he pulls him to his feet.  He now sets him up for an Irish whip.  William blocks the move and reverses it!  He now sends Pericolo crashing into the ladder!  Pericolo falls to the mat and the ladder falls on top of him!
William now runs and he drops an elbow onto the ladder, crushing Pericolo underneath it!

AJ:  OUCH!

William now pulls the ladder off of Pericolo and he goes for a cover:
1...
2...
Kickout!

BT:  It's not over yet!

William now with an elbow drop to Pericolo.  William now slides out of the ring and he reaches under the ring.  Pericolo is slowly getting to his feet.  William comes out from under the ring with a folded table!  William slides the table into the ring.  Pericolo hits the table with a baseball slide, sending in crashing into William's ribs!  Pericolo now runs and he leaps over the top ropes with a flying suicide dive!  Both men are down now!

BT: WOW!

Pericolo gets to his feet now. 

AJ:  How is he still standing!?

William slowly gets up now.  Pericolo punches him in the head.  He now slides the table back out of the ring.  Pericolo now rams the edge of the table back into William's ribs.  Pericolo now props the table up against the ring apron.  Pericolo now sets William up.  He now lifts him up and delivers a German suplex through the propped up table!

AJ: Did you just see William's head crash through that table!?

BT: Vicious!

Pericolo with a cover:
1...
2....

BT: Somehow William kicks out!

AJ: Impressive!

Pericolo now leaves the ring and he returns with a steel chair!

AJ:  Oh no!

William slowly staggers to his feet.  Pericolo sends him right back down with a chair shot to the head!  William somehow staggers back up.  And he's hit with another chair shot!  William stumbles away, blood dripping down his face.  He's now hit with a chair shot to the back!  William down on both knees now.  Pericolo now drops the chair and he grabs William's head, hitting him with a running bulldog!  Pericolo now with a cover:
1...
2...

BT: Another kickout!

AJ: He's hitting him with everything he has and William just keeps getting up!

Pericolo stops to catch his breath.  William is on his feet now.  He staggers backwards, using the ropes to remain standing.

Pericolo suddenly drives his knee into William's gut.  Pericolo now grabs William's head and he hits him with a DDT!  Pericolo now walks over and he picks up the steel trash can.  William is on his knees now.  Pericolo hits William with a Yazuka kick to the face!

BT: OH MY GOD!

AJ: A kick right to the face!  My God!

William falls backwards, slumped over the ropes.

Pericolo walks over to him now.  William swings his foot backwards, hitting Pericolo with a low blow!  William now reaches down and he picks up a steel chair.  As Pericolo gets to his feet William unleashes a vicious chair shot to Pericolo's head! 

BT: OH MY GOD!!!

AJ: That chair shot was SICK!
William now with a cover:
1...
2...

AJ:  Dominic Pericolo kicks out!

William pulls him up!  Suddenly Pericolo kicks William in the chest!  He then sends him down to the mat with a DDT!  Pericolo now pulls William up to his feet once again.  He sets him up, lifting William onto his shoulders!

AJ:  This could be it!

BT:  The End of Existence!

AJ:  He hit it!  The cover now!  One!  Two!  THREE!!!

BT:  New champion!

Dominic Pericolo stands up, exhausted and bloody.   He is handed the NLCW Hardcore Championship!

LW:  Your winner and NEW NLCW HARDCORE CHAMPION: DOMINIC PERICOLO!



AJ:  Ladies and gentlemen, we have just gotten word that Dillon Durst has been released from the local hospital, but that he has not been medically cleared to compete tonight.  Dillon Durst has been barred from the arena.

BT:  They have security outside and, for his own safety, Dillon Durst will not be permitted into the arena.

AJ:  But main event will still take place with Paul York challenging Dazz for the NLCW Undisputed Championship.

LW:  Ladies and gentlemen, due to injuries sustained before the event, Dillon Durst has not been medically cleared to compete tonight.

The crowd boos.

LW:  Therefore the following match will be a standard one-on-one match for the NLCW Undisputed Championship!

The lights go out and the crowd begin to murmur. The lights stay down for another five seconds before anything happens and then the entire stage erupts in a ball of flames....

Luck. Runs. Out.

A figure steps through the flames with his head covered as he starts to walk down the ramp

Crawl from the wreckage one more time
Horrific memory twists the mind
Dark, rugged, cold and hard to turn
Path of destruction, feel it burn
Still life
Incarnation
Still life
Infamy

He ignores the crowd reaction as he slowly makes his way towards the ring

Hallucination
Heresy
Still you run, what's to come?
What's today?

He walks up the ring steps and walks across the ring apron

'Cause we hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long
Feel us breathe upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace
Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long, yeah
Luck. Runs.

He steps into the ring and climbs onto the second turnbuckle and removes the hood hiding his face to reveal...

You crawl back in
But your luck runs out

1.2.

Luck. Runs. Out.

LW: Introducing first, weighing in at 265 pounds and hailing from Hull, England. He is Inhumanity Personified. He is Paul York.

The lights in the building suddenly shut down, leaving everybody in the arena in pitch black darkness, unable to see their hands in front of their faces. Flashes of white appear amidst the darkness as cameras attempt to get a glimpse of whatever might be happening in the dark. Eventually multi-coloured lights begin to flash in shades of red, gold, blue and green all around the building and on the stage while the beginnings of the Metallica song “Broken, Beat & Scarred” begins to play, pounding guitars and bass while a steady and rhythmic drum beat helps keep it chugging along.

Fans stare at the stage area, watching to maybe catch a glimpse of what could be happening or whom this might herald the appearance of, impatience and excitement building along with the tension felt in the atmosphere.

Pyrotechnics explode all around the giant screen which causes a pair of rockets housed in the very top middle of the metal holding the screen in place to shoot down, one to the left and another to the right corner of the stage, exploding upon impact and causing separate walls of explosive white and gold pyro to move along the front of the stage area until it meets at the top of the ramp directly in the middle. 

You rise, you fall, you’re down then you rise again
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong
You rise, you fall, you’re down then you rise again
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong

The huge wall of pyrotechnics finally subsides and shows Dazz standing near the top of the ramp, his arms outstretched to either side of him while he faces towards the entrance, his back to the ring and legs slightly parted with what looks like a championship belt in each hand dangling from his grip while another title is around his waist and one more wrapped across his chest like a seatbelt.

Rise, fall, down, rise again
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong
Rise, fall, down, rise again
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong

Through black days
Through black nights
Through pitch black insights

He lowers his arms and spins on his heel to face the ring, looking around him at the fans cheering for him as he wears his usual black leather pants and covering his torso with one of his t-shirts. The lights continue to flash in varying colours as he begins his descent down the ramp, smiling at the fans as they stretch their hands toward him hoping to feel his touch against their skin, happily obliging and slapping hands with them on either side as he strides toward the ring while the chorus of the song begins.

Breaking your teeth on the hard life coming
(Show…your….scars)
Cutting your feet on the hard earth running
(Show…your….scars)
Breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
But we die hard

LW: And his opponent, now residing in Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is the reigning NLCW Undisputed World, American, Television and Slamfest champion…….DAZZ!!!

Once at the bottom of the ramp he stares ahead of himself, his smile from moments ago quickly changing into an expression of pure focus, staring into the place which would soon become his battlefield while the white spotlight stalks him still, camera flashes taking place all around the stands of the building as fans attempt to take a snapshot forever of his entrance in case this heralds a moment that will stand the test of time forever as a piece of professional wrestling history.

The dawn, the death, the fight to the final breath
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong
The dawn, the death, the fight to the final breath
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong

Dazz turns to his right and begins to walk towards the protective barrier, the fans standing behind it becoming excited and waving their signs, attempting to touch him as he holds out his hand for the fans to feel the warmth, blood pumping through his veins while he walks along the outside of the ring, being followed by that same spotlight, making his way past the announce table and around to the other side of the ring.

Dawn, death, fight, final breath
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong
Dawn, death, fight, final breath
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong

They scratched me
They scraped me
They couldn’t rape me

After pausing in front of the steel steps momentarily to gather his thoughts, Dazz plants a foot on them, his ascent slow and thoughtful and without a misstep. His left hand reaches and grips the steel post directly at the top of the short metal staircase, using it to both hold his balance and help himself as he places first one foot and then the other on the ring apron. 

Breaking your teeth on the hard life coming
(Show…your….scars)
Cutting your feet on the hard earth running
(Show…your….scars)
Breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
But we die hard

During this repeat of the chorus, Dazz places his hands on the middle rope, raising a leg over it to the inside of the ring and climbing between the rubber coated steel ring ropes, finally emerging in what is known traditionally as the squared circle. He walks towards the very middle, the spotlight remaining on him as he spins around in one spot, hands and arms outstretched to his sides yet again as he makes a perfect 360 degree cycle before then walking towards a corner of the ring, climbing onto the second turnbuckle and raising his closed fists high above his head slightly arched with his arms and shoulders forming a wide U shape, allowing the fans a chance to glimpse him in this pose for several moments until he lowers his arms and climbs off the turnbuckle, the spotlight and flashing lights disappearing as the building’s house lights and those focused on the ring especially to give the usual visual quality seen on television, giving everybody in attendance and at home the ability to see every move and facial expression.

The referee holds the NLCW Undisputed Championship over his head as the bell rings.

AJ:  Well this is it ladies and gentlemen, the NLCW Undisputed Championship is on the line!

BT:  This title is what every single person in this business fights for.  This is what they aim for their entire lives.  And Paul York is getting his chance here tonight.

The two men circle each other, neither man willing to make the first mistake.  Finally they lunge at each other, locked in grapple.  Dazz get the upperhand and he pushes York into the corner.  The referee calls for a clean break.  The two men circle again.

Suddenly, the arena lights flicker then the arena goes dark.

BT:  What the....

AJ:  I'm not sure what is going on here folks.

Purple lights hit the main area of the stage as smoke billows up towards it as the sounds of guitar fill the arena as what appears to be someone standing behind a lit wall of white with his head hung low with his hair dangling down then whips it up as "Hammer Of The Gods" by Testament blares through the arena.

Dazz and Paul York turn and face the ramp, confused as to what is going on.

Eventually, Enigma makes his way from behind the curtain, the black & purple trench coat he's wearing almost glistens in the lights that flicker on and off in the arena. He makes his way down the ramp.

BT:  What the hell is he doing here!?  He's retired!

AJ:  As far as I know Enigma has left the NLCW, so I'm not sure what he is doing here tonight.

BT:  Well, he did win the Elevation X match and a chance to compete for the Undisputed Championship.

AJ:  Yes, but then he retired!  He walked out on this company!

BT:  Well... he's here now!

Bucky walks towards the ring and walks up the ring steps as he walks across the ring apron and grabs the top rope and looks out to the masses who are booing him and the wave of flashes that are engulfing him. He pulls himself up onto the second rope and raises his arms to his sides as he takes in the boos. He then leaps over the top rope and walks to the center of the ring as he then runs up towards the ropes and leans on them as he berates the fans.

AJ:  So is Enigma in the match?

BT:  I have no idea.

Enigma talks to the referee for a moment.  The referee then nods his head and he calls Lucinda Welch over to the ring.  

LW:  Ladies and gentlemen, Enigma is cashing in his Elevation X title shot here tonight!

AJ:  WHAT!?

BT:  That's insane!  He's not even on the roster any longer!

AJ:  Maybe it was a Jason Stylez retirement!

The bell rings once again.

BT:  So I guess this is a triple threat match once again?

AJ:  I guess so.

BT:  You have to think Enigma has the advantage here.  Dazz and York prepared for Dillon Durst, not Enigma.

AJ:  It's definitely a crafty move by Bucky.

The three men circle around the ring.  

Suddenly York runs straight at Dazz and he hits him with a knee to the gut. Enigma just hangs back for a moment. York whips Dazz towards the ropes, as he bounces back York drops to the floor as Dazz steps over him, he then stops and leg drops the back of York' head. Enigma continues to just stand in the corner and wait.

BT: A mistake made there by York, let's hope this doesn't cost him the match.

AJ: What the hell is going on with Enigma?

BT: He's doing the smart thing, hanging back and letting the other two fight it out.  You know what?  I was confused at first but Enigma is really impressing me with his intelligence here tonight!

Dazz picks York up from the mat and grabs him in a headlock as he tries to choke him out. The referee lifts up York's hand as it drops, the crowd chants 1, he picks it up again as the crowd chants 2, but on the third time Enigma runs in and breaks up the hold as the crowd start to cheer.

AJ: FINALLY . . Enigma comes in the match!

York them manages to lift Dazz straight up into the air and back drops him straight to the mat.

AJ: Awesome power there by York, it just shows how much a crowd can really effect a match here in the NLCW.

BT: This is squaring out to be another good match by York.

York drags Dazz by his arm to the corner of the ring, he sits him against the turnbuckle then gives him a few kicks to his face, the referee pulls him off as he backs off then runs towards him and drop kicks him in the stomach. Dazz begins to hold his stomach as he rolls away from the turnbuckle. York then picks Dazz up to his feet then slaps him around the face. 

AJ:  Oooh!

Dazz then falls back but keeps on his feet. As York tries to slap him again Dazz blocks it and grabs York by the head and lifts him into the air, he holds York for a few seconds then slams him to the floor with an atomic drop. Dazz goes for the pin as the referee counts 1... Enigma begins to get up . .

BT: NO!!

York kicks out with ease as Dazz rolls off the top off him, York gets up back to his feet as Dazz runs at him, York grabs him and gives Dazz a Samoan Drop fast then runs towards the ropes and bounces back with with an elbow drop, he then gets back up and raises his arms again at the crowd as they cheer him on, he walks back towards Dazz and pulls him up by his hair, but as Dazz gets to his knee's he low blows York as York starts screaming in pain.

BT: Ouch, I can't watch when things like that happens!

AJ: Just when York was looking good to finish this match off, Dazz had to use his devious ways to effect York's performance.

Dazz attempts to clothesline York as he stands in front of the referee, York moves out of the way as the referee gets taken down to the mat. Dazz stares at the referee with shock then tries to help him to get up but he can't move, as he turns around York gives him a boot to the gut as Dazz lowers his head, York bounces off the ropes once again and he hits Dazz with a short arm DDT!

BT: KABOOM!

AJ:  THis could be it!

York covers Dazz but the referee is still lying on the floor.  Enigma suddenly drops an elbow onto York's back!

AJ: Ouch!

BT:  That's the danger of a triple threat match folks!

Enigma starts to stomp on York now. Enigma then picks York up by the hair and he tosses him to the other side of the rings. Enigma starts to measure the groggy York, waiting for him to fully stand on his feet. Enigma then runs toward him and flips York over the ropes with a big boot!

AJ:  Wow!

Suddenly Dazz attacks Enigma from behind!  He then turns him around and kicks him in the stomach, and then runs himself into the ropes. Dazz bounces off the ropes and gives his Enigma a DDT. He then picks him up, and throws him into the corner against the turnbuckle.

AJ: Big time aggression from Dazz!

York is stirring on the outside now.  Meanwhile Dazz drives his shoulder into Enigma's chest.

Paul York gets back into the ring.  He approaches Dazz and the two of them Irish whip Enigma across the ring and hit him with a double clothesline, sending him down to the mat!  Dazz then picks up Enigma and he sets him up for a suplex.  York joins in and the two of them execute a double suplex onto Enigma!  Dazz now drops an elbow, and York follows up with a leg drop of his own!

AJ: Paul York and Dazz teaming up against Enigma now!

BT: It won't last.

Dazz now unloads on Enigma with a series of lefts and rights!  Suddenly Paul York kicks Dazz in the head!

BT:  I told you!

York now sets Dazz up for a suplex.  Dazz blocks it and he hits York with a suplex of his own! Enigma gets back up to his feet, only to be knocked down with a clothesline from Dazz!  Dazz pulls Enigma up now and he hits him with a vicious DDT!  Before Dazz can make the cover, York hits him with a dropkick from behind!  Dazz falls forward and over the ropes to the outside!

AJ: Dazz's on the outside now!

BT:  It's now one-on-one inside the ring!

Enigma is back on his feet now and he clotheslines York down to the mat from behind.  He pulls him up now and sets him up for a powerbomb! York counters in mid-air and he unloads on Enigma with rights and lefts!  Enigma falls backwards and York falls on top of him, covering him!

1...
2...

AJ: Dazz runs in to break up the pin!

Dazz now pulls York up and he Irish whips him into the corner.  He now grabs York and hits him with a beautiful German suplex arching into a pin!

1…
2…

Enigma breaks up the pinfall!  Enigma now sets Dazz up for a suplex!  Dazz reverses the move and he hits Dazz with a suplex of his own!  York is back up now!  He grabs Dazz and she Irish whips him into the corner.  She now charges at him, hitting him with a running dropkick!  Dazz is on the mat now.  York climbs to the top ropes!

AJ:  York taking a risk, going upstairs here!

Suddenly, Enigma rushes up and he tosses York off of the ropes to the outside!

AJ:  York was just dumped to the outside!

BT: That had to hurt!

AJ:  I think he cracked his head on the guardrail!  He could have been knocked out!

Enigma turns around and he walks right into a spinbuster from Dazz!  Dazz now drops an elbow.  He now pulls Enigma up, but then sends him back down to the mat with a cradle piledriver!  Dazz now pulls Enigma up and he hits him with a wrap around DDT!

AJ:  Great work by Dazz here!

BT:  Paul York is still on the outside!

AJ:  He could be out of this match!  That bump was brutal!

Dazz now pulls Enigma up once again. Suddenly Enigma surprises him with a right hand to the face!  He now sets him up and deliver the Pain Thrilla!

BT:  Nice move!

Enigma now with a cover:
1....
2....

AJ:  Dazz kicks out!

Enigma now stands up.  He pulls Dazz to his feet and he hits him with a brainbuster!  Enigma now mounts Dazz and he starts to unload on him with punches.

AJ:  Enigma unloading on Dazz now!

BT:  There's a lot of anger behind those punches!

The referee now pulls Enigma off of Dazz.  Enigma pulls Dazz to his feet.  He sets him up for a suplex.  Dazz blocks it and he hits Enigma with a suplex of his own!  Dazz now stomps on Enigma.  He now sets him up for a piledriver!

AJ: This could be it right here!

Enigma reverses the move into a back body drop!

Enigma falls to the mat, exhausted.  Dazz gets up to his feet.  He stomps on Enigma.  He now pulls him to his feet.  Dazz now hits Enigma with a piledriver. 

AJ:  He hit it this time!

BT:  That was risky of Dazz to try that again!

Dazz delivers a leg drop to Enigma' chest.  He now goes for a cover:
1......
2......

AJ: Kickout!

BT:  But Dazz is just wearing Enigma down here!

Dazz pulls Enigma to his feet.  Dazz now sets Enigma up for a vertical suplex!

AJ:  He hits it!

Dazz now goes for the cover:
1......
2......

AJ: Kick out!

BT: Dazz can't let that phase him!  He has to stay on him!

Dazz now pulls Enigma to his feet.  He hits him with a swinging neck breaker!

BT:  Dazz just wearing Enigma down again.

Dazz now sets Enigma up for a German suplex.  Enigma swings his elbow back, catching Dazz in the face!

AJ: Enigma may have bought himself some time here!

Both men are back to their feet now.  Enigma steps forward and he hits Dazz with a thrust kick!  Enigma runs off of the ropes and he hits Dazz with a running leg drop!  Enigma now climbs to the top ropes!

AJ:  Enigma with some life left in him!

Enigma leaps off of the ropes with a double stomp!

AJ:  I've never seen that!

BT:  M. Bison from the top rope!  My God!  Right into Dazz' chest!

Enigma now goes for a cover:
1....
2....

AJ:  Kick out!

Enigma stands up and he suddenly drops another elbow onto Dazz.  Enigma now mounts him once again and starts unleashing forearm shots to Dazz' head!  Dazz is forced to cover up.  Enigma gets to his feet now as Dazz tries to shake the cob webs from his head.  Enigma now drops another elbow.  And another.  Enigma now pulls Dazz up and he Irish whips him into the corner.  Enigma runs at him now, hitting him with a clothesline in the corner.  Enigma now Irish whips Dazz across the ring into the opposite corner.  Enigma runs at him and again connects with another clothesline!

AJ: Enigma continues his aggressive streak in this match!

BT: This is exactly what he has to do!  Not let Dazz catch his breath!

He now Irish whips him across the ring again, back into the opposing corner.  Enigma runs at him again with another clothesline.  Dazz dodges out of the way and Enigma hits the corner.  Dazz now grabs Enigma as he turns around and he hits him with a DDT!

AJ: Dazz with a DDT out of nowhere!

Dazz slowly gets to his feet.  He walks over now and stomps away on Enigma.  He now pulls him to his feet, and he hits him with a knee lift to the head.  Dazz now throws Enigma off of the ropes and he hits him with a drop kick!  Dazz now with a quick cover:
1...
2...

AJ: And Enigma kicks out!

BT: COME ON Enigma!

Dazz pulls Enigma up now.  Enigma suddenly unleashes a big boot, catching Dazz by surprise!

AJ: WOW!

BT: Out of nowhere!  Dazz is really winded now!

Enigma goes for another cover:
1...
2...

Kickout!  Enigma pulls Dazz to his feet.  Both men are up now.  They run at each other, each attempting a clothesline!  They knock each other down!

BT: Both men thinking the same thing there! 

AJ:  And now both men are down!

The referee starts to count!

AJ:  Enigma and Dazz and both out inside the ring.  Paul York is still outside the ring!

BT:  I don't think he's moved since he was knocked to the outside!

AJ:  He hasn't been a factor in this match for a very long time!

Slowly Enigma starts to stir.  Dazz rolls over onto his stomach.  The two men reach their knees at the same time.  The crowd is at a fever pitch!  Suddenly someone runs into the ring!

BT:  That's not Paul York!  Is it....!?

AJ:  I think it is!

Dillon Durst has entered the ring!  He has a steel chair!  As Dazz gets to his feet he turns and slams the chair into Dazz' face!  He then turns and does the same thing to Enigma!

AJ:  Dillon Durst was attacked earlier!  He was supposed to be banned from the arena!

BT:  Then what the hell is he doing here!?

AJ:  Those chair shots were absolutely brutal!

Durst has struck both men with a chair!  Suddenly NLCW security charge the ring and the tackle Durst to the mat!  The referee has completely lost control of the situation as Durst is dragged out of the ring by security!

AJ:  I know Durst must be angry at being excluded from this match but he was not medically cleared to be here tonight!  He was banned from the arena for his own good!

Security drags Durst from the ring, kicking and screaming!  The referee turns his attention back to the mat as Durst is led away.  Both Dazz and Enigma are still out in the middle of the ring. The referee begins his ten count.
1....
2....
3....
4....

AJ:  No one in this match has moved in quite a while!

BT:  I think these guys need medical attention, especially Paul York.

AJ:  He has been unconscious for quite a while now!

5.....
6......
7......
8......
9......
10!

The crowd boos as the referee calls for the bell!

AJ:  What!?

BT:  No contest!?

AJ:  The crowd is not happy about this!

Suddenly Dade Midvalley appears in the entrance way.

Dade Midvalley:  Ladies and gentlemen, due to the count out this match is being ruled as a no contest.

The crowd boos once again.

Dade Midvalley:  However, due to the fact that both Enigma and Dazz were attacked by Dillon Durst and therefore unable to finish the match, they will compete one-on-one for the NLCW Undisputed Champion THIS SUNDAY ON AVULSION! And, to prevent any interference, it will be a STEEL CAGE MATCH!

AJ:  WOW!

BT:  What an announcement!

Dade Midvalley:  Furthermore, due to the fact that an injury precluded him from participating in the match here tonight,
the winner of the Enigma/Dazz match will face Dillon Durst for the Undisputed Championship at our next pay-per-view, NLCW Sultan of the Squared Circle!

AJ:  That's amazing!

BT:  I did not expect that!

Midvalley leaves the entranceway as EMTs and medical officials rush out to check on the three competitors who have still not moved!

AJ:  Well ladies and gentlemen, it has been a bizarre night to say the least!  Good night everyone!

BT:  Thank you for watching!