Aaron Jennings:  Ladies and gentlemen, we are on the Road to Slamfest! I am Aaron Jennings and with me as always is Bryan Terwilliger!

Bryan Terwilliger:  What a show we have for you tonight!

AJ:  Tonight the main event at the the biggest show of the year will be set!

BT:  Souless, Dominic Pericolo, Chris Champion, Rick Majors and Dazz are all former winners of this tournament!  

AJ:  It's like a who's who of the wrestling world!

BT:  Tonight, one dream will come true.  One man will go on to main event the crown jewel in the NLCW schedule: NLCW SLAMFEST.


AJ:  Look at that line-up!  

BT:  There's a great mixture of youth and experience, old and new there.

AJ:  The Road to Slamfest is pretty hot already!

The arena suddenly blackens, lit only by a few royal blue spotlights that have gathered on the ramp. Without further hesitation, the NYC mix of DaRude’s “Sandstorm” begins to pick up pace as a huge gust of wind sweeps the entire building.

C’mon! Are you ready?

AJ:  What?

A mixture of yellow and blue spotlights span around the arena, all centring around the top of the ramp. The words “Chris Champion” scroll across the NLCW-Tron proudly and the crowd begins to roar triumphantly.

AJ:  The NLCW Undisputed Champion is coming out!

BT:  What does he want?


Suddenly, green and blue fireworks explode at the top of the ramp, filtering down the walkway and meandering towards the ring. As the pyros hit, a familiar figure rises from the smoke at the top of the ramp. It’s Chris Champion and he’s rising from underground elevator into the arena floor.

BT:  There's the champ!

Raising his arms over his head and smiling at the crowd, Champion carefully makes his way down the ramp as the music continues to boom out overhead. Making his way around the ring, Champion strides towards the commentary table.

AJ:  It looks like he's coming over here!

BT:  I guess he wants a front row seat.

Chris Champion sits down at the commentary table and puts on a headset.

AJ:  Welcome Chris.

CC:  Well, I figured I'd take a look at the guys working their asses off to lose to me at Slamfest.

BT:  That's one way of putting it.

CC:  You guys and your genius commentary!

AJ:  You're just in time for our first match Chris!


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 staring down the ramp waiting for his opponent.

AJ:  Ryan Coleman, back in action here.  Chris, you and Ryan go way back.

CC:  We certainly do.  Back to Higher Authority and back to the MWF.

AJ:  You think he looks ready?

CC:  I think he's been a bit distracted for a while, but he looks ready tonight.

BT:  Well, he'd better be because tonight he's going to face his cousin Jason Stylez in his first NLCW match in years!

"World So Cold" by Three Days Grace plays.  Cameras pan the stage area as spotlights start searching quickly around the stage area. The main cord hits as pyrotechnics spray down from the top of the tron. Jason Stylez slowly walks out of the back in his wrestling gear, a black, leather coat and black cowboy hat on. A necklace cross danges down by his collar bone. Jason stops at the end of the ramp and lifts both arms into air with a smug look on his face. His hands slowly comes down to show the "#1" on his left hand as pyrotechnics explodes from the stage up behind him.

LW: From Pittsburg, Texas, standing at 6 foot 2 inches and weighing in at 225 pounds, "The Only Show". . . . Jason Stylez is here at Avulsion!

Jason slowly walks down the ramp paying no attention to the fans. Instead Jason is stareing down the ring. Jason slowly walks up the steps and strolls down the apron. Jason slowly climbs up the turnbuckle from the apron and stops at the top. Jason's smug look turns to discust as his lifts his arms back out. Pyrotechnics from the top of the lighting track come falling down on Jason. Jason lowers his arms and points to the crowd and mouths off, " I am still Number 1 Damnit! " Jason moves his left arm up and beats his chest with the #1 symbol on his finger. Jason slowly climbs down and into the ring.

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AJ:  He's back Bryan!  Jason Stylez has returned to the NLCW!

CC:  Oh wow.... big deal.

BT:  That's right Chris, you have some history with Stylez as well.

CC:  Yeah, I believe we ran him out of the NLCW the first time, Bryan.

The bell rings and the two competitors meet in the center of the ring.

AJ:  Here we go!  The Road to Slamfest tournament is ready to kick off!

The two men lock up.  Stylez knees Coleman in the chest.  Coleman doubles over.  Stylez sends him down to the mat with a DDT!

AJ:  Boom!

Stylez now runs off of the ropes and he hits a rolling thunder elbow drop!

BT:  THE DOSE OF REALITY!

Stylez gets to his feet.  Coleman slowly staggers up....

AJ:  DOWNWARD SPIRAL!

BT:  A cover!

1....
2....
3!!!

CC:  It's over already!?

Jason Stylez get to his feet and raises his arms in the air!

AJ:  What a return for Jason Stylez!  My God!

BT:  That was impressive!

CC:  It was okay.

Stylez raises his arms in the air in celebration!

AJ:  Jason Stylez is moving onto the second round after a dominant showing against Ryan Coleman!

Jason Stylez heads to the top ropes with his arms in the air!

AJ:  Wait a second folks... I'm just receiving some shocking information...

BT:  Oh no...

The commentary crew is silent for a moment, listening to information being provided through their headsets.

AJ: Well ladies and gentlemen, before we go further into tonight's event, we've just been given some very unfortunate news of our former World Champion, Dominic Pericolo.

BT: Moments ago, word reached the NLCW offices that, on his way to Road 2 Slamfest tonight, Dominic Pericolo was involved in a serious car accident. Right now, we haven't been given much else for information except that he's in the hospital now being treated.

AJ: We'll be certain to update you fans throughout the night as we receive more word on Dominic's condition. We wish him a speedy recovery, and hope to see him back in action soon... this is just tragic, Bryan.

BT: The show must go on, however... his injury means that some changes will be made to tonight's set-up for Road 2 Slamfest's tournament.  We're being told that Dade Midvalley will address those changes right now.

Dade Midvalley appears on the giant screen for the crowd.

Dade Midvalley: Ladies and gentlemen, injuries sustained by Dominic Pericolo have caused me to remove him from tonight's tournament.  However,  to avoid any unfair advantage gained for his first round opponent, Rick Majors, in light of his opponent's inability to compete the tournament has been slightly restructured.

AJ:  Wow.

DM:  Rick Majors will be added to the first round match-up between Carmine Vestieri and Jaden London.  They will compete in a triple threat match.  Whoever is pinned in that match will be eliminated from the tournament.  The other two competitors will move on to the second round and face each other in a one-on-one match-up.

BT:  Interesting.

DM:  All other tournament matches will progress as scheduled.


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.

LW: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first: SEAN GALEN!

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:  We haven't seen Sean Galen in a little while either!

BT:  This tournament has definitely brought back a few familiar faces.

The arena lights dim as "If I was your Vampire" begins to play over the PA as and explosion of red erupts the stage, and in the myst we see Cole Marr walk out onto the ramp. Cole tilts his head to the left slightly as he runs his right hand along his head staring in front of him at the crowd.

LW:  And his opponent: COLE MARR!

Cole slowly makes his way down the ramp refusing to shake hands with the fans as he makes his way down the ramp climbing into the ring. Cole steps through the ropes and walks across the ring until he climbs onto the middle turnbuckle and lowers his head. Cole raises his head up spraying out a colored mist towards the crowd before jumping off the turnbuckle as he turns back towards the ring and waits for the bell.

AJ:  Sean Galen definitely has the experience advantage here.  How important is that Chris?

CC:  Experience is important, but a lot can be said for youthful energy and enthusiasm.  It will really depend on how bad these guys want it.

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The bell rings and the two men exit their corners. After a brief stare-down, the two men lock up. Marr immediately fires off a knee and hooks a headlock. Sean Galen shoves him off into the ropes. Marr returns with a shoulder block, sending Sean Galen down to the mat. Marr runs the ropes to the side as Sean Galen sees him coming and rolls over to his stomach. Marr hits the far ropes and Sean Galen quickly rises. Marr leap frogs on the return, right into a powerbomb!

AJ:  BOOM!

BT:  What a fast-paced match and WHAT A POWERBOMB!

CC:  Galen with a cover!

1....
2....

AJ: KICK OUT!

Sean Galen is quick to his feet. Cole Marr rolls to a corner, pulling himself up and wheezing slightly.

BT: That took the wind out of Marr.

AJ: That was quite the move!

The two men tie up and Sean Galen goes for a knee. However, Marr catches his leg and spins Sean Galen around. Marr goes for a clothesline, which Sean Galen ducks. Sean Galen quickly spins around while Marr turns back, raising his elbow for swinging elbow strike. Marr drops out, however, catching Sean Galen in the knee with a low dropkick. Marr quickly rolls over and raises up as Sean Galen pushes himself up as well. Marr grabs Sean Galen by the arm, whipping him hard into the corner. Marr follows in and Sean Galen fires off a boot. Marr catches the foot, however and spins around, firing off an uppercut to the inside of Sean Galen’s knee.

BT: What a match!

AJ: These two are pulling out all the stops!

Galen catches Marr with a thumb to the eye and spins Marr around, whipping him to the opposite turnbuckle as hard as he can, Sean Galen dropping to the mat in the process. Cole Marr is smashes into the turnbuckle and slumps over in pain. Sean Galen stands and charges in. Sean Galen drops down with a spear to the side of the ribs!

AJ:  Ouch!

Marr falls to the mat.  He rolls towards the ropes clutching at his side. Sean Galen pulls him up and he pushes him back into the turnbuckle.  He then begins unloading on Marr with forearms.

BT:  Brutal.

Galen pulls Marr out of the corner.  He sets him up for a DDT.  Marr breaks free and he shoves Galen back.  Marr now charges, leveling Sean Galen with a clothesline!

AJ:  Cole Marr not giving up!

Marr now begins stomping away.  Sean Galen slowly pulls himself up to his feet, using the ropes. Galen walks towards Marr and the two lock up.  Galen catches his opponent with a stiff knee to the gut before firing off a series of rights followed by a big roundhouse left!

BT:  These two are just trying to destroy one another!

Cole Marr gets back to his feet.  He is backed against the ropes with some chops to the chest. Galen then goes to whip him off them, but Marr counters, and then takes Sean Galen over with a back body drop on the return!

BT: ANOTHER counter by Cole Marr!!

Sean Galen shoots right back up again, where Marr is waiting. He grabs his opponent from behind and goes for a back drop, but somehow, Galen rolls over his shoulder and then fires off some forearms to the small of his back! Galen now hooks him by the head from behind and delivers a Reverse DDT, before making a pin attempt:
1....
2.....

AJ:  Another kickout!

CC:  I'm impressed with the effort these two are putting in here.

AJ:  A shot at your NLCW Undisputed Championship is on the line Chris!  

Sean Galen pulls Cole Marr back up and over to the corner, where he fires off a series of back elbows before lifting Marr up onto the top turnbuckle.

BT:  What's he doing now?

Galen begins to climb up after him and then hooks his opponent up for a superplex, but Cole Marr fights back with some shots to the gut. He then manages to push Sean Galen off the corner, sending him crashing back down to the ring.

AJ:  Galen hits the mat with a thud!

Marr waits on the top rope as Galen slowly gets to his feet.  As soon as he does, Cole Marr launches himself off of the ropes, hitting Galen with a missile dropkick!

BT: My God, WHAT a dropkick!!

AJ:  Another cover!

1....
2....

AJ: Kickout!

Both men head back to their feet and start exchanging blows, with Marr taking the advantage. However, a rake to the eyes from Galen stops all of that, who then switches behind his opponent and delivers a DEVASTATING snap German Suplex!!

AJ:  What a match!

Galen starts putting the boots to Cole Marr. Cole Marr tries rolling towards the ropes for safety, but Galen just uses them for extra leverage as he presses his boot down against Marr’s throat, choking him! The referee starts the mandatory five count. 1... 2... 3... 4... and Sean Galen breaks with a smirk on his face.

AJ: Galen doing everything in his power to wear down Marr.

BT:  You said it yourself: A title shot at Slamfest is on the line... you've gotta do whatever you can in this tournament!

Sean Galen drags Marr up and whips him hard into the ropes, catching him with a clothesline when he returns. Sean Galen quickly hits the ropes and returns, leaping in the air and landing with a leg drop.

AJ:  Another cover!

1....
2....

BT:  Another kickout!

Sean Galen staggers back to his feet, charging forward again and dropping a knee to Marr’s forehead. Sean Galen drops another knee to the forehead and then a fist. Another knee follows and Sean Galen slides over top Marr and begins firing off strong lefts. The referee yells about the close fists and calls for the break. He then starts the five count. 1... 2... 3... 4... Sean Galen breaks the hold.

AJ:  It looks like Galen is getting desperate to end this Chris/

CC:  If he is... it's effective so far.

Galen pulls Marr to his feet. He whips him into the ropes and when he returns, levels him with another strong left!

AJ: Boom!

Sean Galen pulls Marr back to his feet, hooking him in a front face lock. Sean Galen then throws Marr’s arm over Sean Galen’s own head and hoists him up into the air. He then quickly snaps him back down to the mat with a brainbuster style suplex.  Galen pulls Marr up once again.  He sets him up for a German suplex now.  Marr breaks free and spins around Galen.  he now grabs him and hits him with a German suplex of his own!

AJ:  Marr with a counter!

Sean Galen now gets to his feet.  He's quickly sent back down to the mat with a Double A spinebuster!  Cole Marr gets to his feet now.  He makes his way over to the top ropes.

BT:  What's Marr doing now?

CC:  This could be a mistake.

Marr leaps off of the ropes!

AJ:  Phoenix 630 leg drop!

BT:  ABSOLUTELY DEVASTATING!

CC:  Or it could be the exact right thing to do!  A cover!

1....
2....
3!!!!

AJ:  Cole Marr wins!

BT:  What a display of athleticism!

AJ:  What a first round match!

Cole Marr gets to his feet and he backs against the ropes with his arms in the air.

AJ:  Cole Marr is going on to the second round!

CC:  That was pretty good.

BT: Alright folks, we've just been given word from the hospital that Dominic Pericolo is currently being treated in that he is now awake and responsive. He doesn't have any life or career threatening injuries as a result of the accident, but he's going to need to take some time off to rest up what injuries he did sustain.

AJ: His family is with him at the hospital now and it seems that he's set to make a full recovery in a few weeks time, and should hopefully be greenlighted to compete again for Slamfest! Though likely not in the match he'd have hoped for, at least he should, reportedly, be able to make it for this important event.

BT: Yet again, the NLCW wishes Dominic a speedy recovery, and we look forward to seeing him back in the ring soon.

LW: Ladies and gentlemen, weighing in at 220 pounds, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada: Rick Majors!

Slowly Majors appears in the entrance way. He looks out at the crowd, his eyes quickly darting left and right.

He then looks down at the floor and slowly limps down to the ring. He rolls under the bottom ropes and stands up. His eyes remain focused on the mat.

BT:  I still think he shouldn't be wrestling.

AJ:  Chris... Rick Majors is one of your oldest friends.  How do you feel seeing him like this?

CC:  Honestly... it's terrible.

AJ:  Have you spoken to him since the accident?

CC:  I've tried... but he won't talk to anyone.

##If you feel so walked on
##so painful so pissed off
##You're not the only one
##Refusing to go down
##You're not the only one
##So get up

Pyros blast off the stage as the lights flicker red and orange. Jaden London appears at the entrance.

##Let's start a riot, a riot
##Let's start a riot
##Let's start a riot, a riot
##Let's start a riot

Jaden rushes to the ring, slapping fans hands as he slides in through the bottom rope. He jumps twice in the air, lifting his knees high in the air. He quickly hops to the second turnbuckle and raises his hands in the air to the cheering crowd.

LW:  And his first opponent: JADEN LONDON!

All the lights go out and white and Red pastel lights go crazy throughout the arena as the words ‘No on the corner have swagger like ME’ go through the speakers. The crowd reaches a loud boo as white smoke engulfs the stage and it hovers maliciously. The man known as The Lion appears on the stage and the smoke rises to surround him. He stands with his arms to his side, with his head facing the ground. His mouth is covered by a Italian flag bandana as the white and Red pastel colored lights continue to flash and rotate behind him. Carmine Vestieri snaps his head up and you can see a pair of shades covering his eyes. The shades turn from a Red color to a bright Green color and he looks around as the fans boo him as loud as ever He starts to make his way down the entrance ramp, slowly, and the first verse of the song starts to play...

LW:  And introducing now: CARMINE VESTIERI!

Carmine reaches the bottom of the entrance ramp and looks around. Fans boo him and shout things at him but you can feel Carmine’s eyes glare at all of them through his shades. He makes his way to the steel steps and gets up them quickly and walks along the apron. He places his foot on the second rope and gets on the turnbuckle ala The Rock. He looks around and holds up his arm as the crowd boos at a fever pitch. He moves the bandana from around his mouth to his neck and his devilish smirk can be seen clearly. Carmine shifts his weight and sits atop the turnbuckle and his shades turn from a Green color back to the Red color they were initially. He throws the bandana and his shades at the referee and the ref puts the bandana in his pocket and gives the shades to the timekeeper. Carmine leans back a bit, removing his shirt and just lets it hang between his legs, as he waits for the match to begin.

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The three men slowly beginning to pace around each other in the ring... and the bell rings.

AJ: Here we go!!

BT:  I have no idea what to expect from this match.

Majors lunges straight for London, who quickly manages to dodge an attempted collar-and-elbow from Majors. Carmine Vestieri jumps in on the two as well, clipping London in the side of his ribs with a flying knee! London falls back into the ropes, clutching his side as Majors spins around and clotheslines Carmine Vestieri down to the mat, only to go down as well to a sudden shoulder block from London!

AJ:  This match off to a fast start!

Vestieri scrambles up and catches an oncoming punch from London, swinging one of his own! The two then begin to trade punches with each other, only to have Majors leap forward and clothesline the two of them to the mat! London catches himself against the ropes as Carmine Vestieri falls into the corner. Majors runs for London, only to have him back-body drop him over the ropes to the outside!

BT:  Majors tossed to the floor!

Carmine Vestieri gets to his feet and runs for the turnbuckle, climbing up onto it as London pulls himself up to a knee. Carmine Vestieri leaps off the top and comes crashing down onto the now risen London with a flying crossbody!

AJ:  Nice move!

Majors slowly rolls back into the ring.  Carmine Vestieri suddenly hits a dropkick to the face of Majors!

BT: Ouch!

AJ: Majors clutching his face in pain now!

London pulls himself back up to his feet.  He runs over and clotheslines Carmine vestieri down to the mat. Majors gets to his feet now, but he's hit in the face with big boot from London. London now grabs Carmine Vestieri and he hits him with a fisherman's suplex.   Majors gets to his feet now and he kicks Jaden London in the leg.  He then sends him down to the mat with a DDT!  Majors quickly delivers a side kick to the back of London's leg as he tries to stand up, dropping him to a knee!

AJ:  Majors looking a lot better than I thought he would.

BT:  Well, he's said that he needs to take his mind off of life, so it's really no surprise that he's very focused here tonight.

Majors turns to face Vestieri, and he is send down to the mat with a spear!

AJ: WHOAH!

BT: What a move!

Vestieri mounts Majors' chest and begins unloading on him with punches! Majors struggles beneathhim, trying to cover his face from the shots.  Vestieri finally stands up and he hits Majors with a leg drop.  Vestieri turns towards London who quickly hits him with a spinning heel kick!  London now quickly drops an elbow onto Majors' lower back. He then stands and catches the now Vestieri by surprise with a solid punch RIGHT to the side of the face! London then steps the rest of the way behind him and gets him into a reverse waistlock, before lifting him up and over with a German suplex RIGHT onto Majors' back!

AJ: BOOM!

BT: Jaden London just German suplex Carmine Vestieri onto Rick Majors!

CC:  Impressive.

London pulls himself back up to his feet. Carmine Vestieri rolls to his feet as well.  Majors remains on the mat in pain.  London runs at Vestieri with a clothesline.  Vestieri ducks it.  London bounces off of the ropes.  Vestieri leaps up and hits him with a hurricanrana!  London staggers back to his feet, and Vestieri kicks him in the gut.  Vestieri now hits him with a kneeling piledriver!  Vestieri goes for a cover:
1....
2....

AJ: Kickout!

Vestieri pulls London to his feet.  London blocks a punch, grabs Vestieri's arm, and he drops him down to the mat with an arm bar!  London now stands up and he hits a corkscrew leg drop!  London now with a cover:
1...
2...

BT:  Kickout!

London stands up now.  Majors is slowly getting to his feet.  London leaps at him with a clothesline.  Majors falls back down to the mat.  London climbs to the top ropes now.  He now leaps off of the ropes with a 450 splash!  Majors rolls out of the way and London crashes into the mat!  Vestieri takes advantage and he covers London:
1...
2...

AJ:  ALMOST!

Vestieri gets to his feet now.  Majors swings at him with a punch.  Vestieri blocks it and returns another punch.  Majors blocks that.  He now rakes Vestieri's eyes.  Vestieri staggers backwards.  Majors now hits him with a hook kick, sending him down to the mat.  Majors turns towards London.  London leaps at him with a spinning wheel kick.  Majors catches him and he slams him down to the mat.  Majors now with a cover:
1....
2....

AJ:  Jaden London kicks out!

Majors pulls London up.  London sends Majors down to the mat with a drop toehold.  Vestieri is up now.  London hits him with a clothesline.  London now climbs to the top ropes!

AJ:  London going upstairs again!

CC:  Hopefully it works out better for him this time than it did last time!

London leaps off of the ropes with a frog splash!

AJ:  He hit it!

BT:  A cover!

1....
2....

CC:  Kickout!

London gets to his feet.  Majors is up now.  London clotheslines him over the ropes to the outside!  He then turns his attention back to Vestieri.  Majors hits his head on the ring apron as he falls.  London now hits Vestieri with a leg drop.  He now locks him in a Boston crab!

BT:  He calls this London's Bridge AJ!

AJ:  It's definitely effective!

The referee asks Vestieri if he wants to submit.  Vestieri struggles.  He reaches for the ropes.  London pulls back on the hold.  Vestieri is inches away.  London stands up and he drags him towards the center of the ring!

AJ:  This could be it!

London tightens the hold!  And Vestieri taps out!

BT:  It's over!  

AJ:  London and Majors move on to the second round!

BT:  London is victorious here and it looks like Rick Majors is just coming to on the outside.

AJ:  They'll meet up again soon!

BT:  In the second round, thanks to the unique tournament structure we're not faced with.

AJ:  And we're all set for that second round!


Cameras pan the stage area as spotlights start searching quickly around the stage area. The main cord hits as pyrographics spray down from the top of the tron. Jason Stylez slowly walks out of the back in his wrestling gear, a black, leather coat and black cowboy hat on. A necklace cross danges down by his collar bone. Jason stops at the end of the ramp and lifts both arms into air with a smug look on his face. His hands slowly comes down to show the "#1" on his left hand as pyrographics explodes from the stage up behind him.

AJ:  From Pittsburg, Texas, standing at 6 foot 2 inches and weighing in at 225 pounds, "The Only Show". . . . Jason Stylez is here at Road to Slamfest!

Jason slowly walks down the ramp paying no attention to the fans. Instead Jason is stareing down the ring. Jason slowly walks up the steps and strolls down the apron. Jason slowly climbs up the turnbuckle from the apron and stops at the top. Jason's smug look turns to discust as his lifts his arms back out. Pyrographics from the top of the lighting track come falling down on Jason. Jason lowers his arms and points to the crowd and mouths off, " I am still Number 1 Damnit! " Jason moves his left arm up and beats his chest with the #1 symbol on his finger. Jason slowly climbs down and into the ring.

LW:  And hits opponent: COLE MARR!

The arena lights dim as "If I was your Vampire" begins to play over the PA as and explosion of red erupts the stage, and in the myst we see Cole Marr walk out onto the ramp. Cole tilts his head to the left slightly as he runs his right hand along his head staring in front of him at the crowd. Cole slowly makes his way down the ramp refusing to shake hands with the fans as he makes his way down the ramp climbing into the ring. Cole steps through the ropes and walks across the ring until he climbs onto the middle turnbuckle and lowers his head. Cole raises his head up spraying out a colored mist towards the crowd before jumping off the turnbuckle as he turns back towards the ring and waits for the bell.

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LW: Ladies and gentlemen, weighing in at 220 pounds, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada: Rick Majors!

Slowly Majors appears in the entrance way. He looks out at the crowd, his eyes quickly darting left and right.

He then looks down at the floor and slowly limps down to the ring. He rolls under the bottom ropes and stands up. His eyes remain focused on the mat.

##If you feel so walked on
##so painful so pissed off
##You're not the only one
##Refusing to go down
##You're not the only one
##So get up

Pyros blast off the stage as the lights flicker red and orange. Jaden London appears at the entrance.

##Let's start a riot, a riot
##Let's start a riot
##Let's start a riot, a riot
##Let's start a riot

Jaden rushes to the ring, slapping fans hands as he slides in through the bottom rope. He jumps twice in the air, lifting his knees high in the air. He quickly hops to the second turnbuckle and raises his hands in the air to the cheering crowd.

LW:  And his opponent: JADEN LONDON!

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AJ: The winner of this match will go on to the final against Cole Marr!

CC:  And these two have already faced each other once tonight, thanks to Pericolo.

The two men face off in the center of the ring.  London stares at Majors.  Majors looks down at the floor.  Suddenly Majors swings with an absolutely vicious punch to London's head!  London staggers backwards as the referee admonishes Majors for the closed fist.

BT:  Majors has a lot of rage inside him guys.

AJ:  And he's unleashing it here tonight.

London looks back at Majors in a rage.  London now leaps at Majors and he clotheslines him to the mat.  Majors head bounces off of the canvas.  London does not let up.  He starts to stomp away on Majors violently.

AJ:  Rick Majors has pissed Jaden London off now!

Majors tries to get to his feet, but London hits him with a leg drop.  He now hits an elbow drop.  He then hits another leg drop.  London now drives his forearm into Majors' face.  Majors tries to crawl away, but London drives his knee into Majors' spine.  London now with a corkscrew leg drop!

BT:  A monster has been unleashed in Jaden London here!

London pulls Majors off of the mat and he throws him into the corner.  London now runs at Majors, and he hits him with a splash in the corner.  Majors staggers out of the corner, and London clotheslines him back down to the mat.  London now climbs up to the top ropes!

AJ:  High risk move coming up!

Jaden London leaps off of the ropes with a frog splash!

BT:  It connects!

AJ:  Majors just driven through the canvas there!

CC:  A cover!

1...
2...

AJ:  And a kickout!

London is up first.  He waits as Majors slowly staggers to his feet, clutching his ribs.  London sends a side kick RIGHT into the back of Majors's head, the impact driving Majors face first into the mat!

AJ: OUCH...

BT:  Jaden London is just destroying Rick Majors here.

Majors rolls out onto the apron for a moment, gathering himself.

AJ:  Majors is taking a breather on the outside.

CC:  Smart move.  He's in danger of losing this match.

BT:  You're right Champ!

London watches Majors go around the ring.  Majors stretches briefly and takes several deep breaths. Majors finally starts to make his way up onto the apron, but when London takes a step towards him he drops down, leaning up and driving his elbow into London’s gut!

AJ:  That's a veteran move right there!

BT:  There are some things you just learn with experience AJ.

London doubles over, and Majors pulls his head through the ropes by the hair, wrapping an arm around his head and hitting a modified guillotine, leaving London sputtering and kicking around on the ground. Majors, keeping focused on the match, quickly rolls back into the ring.

AJ: London was off to a hot start, but once you let Majors pace the match, it’s all downhill from there.

BT: Majors is a ring general.  He's one of the best.  London will need to work hard to stay one step ahead of him.

Majors strides over to London, and lays him down before sticking his leg out over his head and sitting out, dropping it right on his face and neck. He quickly spins around as he gets up, and does it again as London holds at his head in pain. He rises up again and looks to be setting up a third leg drop, but then instead bends his right knee and drives it into London’s forehead, sending London rolling to the side, clutching at his head in pain.

AJ:  Now Majors taking it to London.

BT:  Just like that, with one move, this is whole new match!

AJ:  And Majors with a cover!

1...
2..

AJ:  NO! Kickout!

Majors gets to his feet, and London scrambles up, only to be knocked to his back with a shoulder block! London writhes on his back for a moment, before Majors lifts him up and gets him into an Irish whip set-up, before violently THROWING London towards the turnbuckle, sending London head-first into the corner!

AJ: JESUS! What a whip by Majors!

BT:  There's a rage and an anger in Rick Majors that we've never seen before.

London gingerly brings himself out of the corner, only to get knocked right back into it with a stiff right. His head snaps back, and then his body follows it, dropping into the corner.

BT: Majors now mounting London, unloading on him with right and left hands!

AJ:  The referee needs to break this up!

The official finally pulls Majors off of London, admonishing him.  Majors starts to scream at him.  London suddenly lunges out of the corner! He clotheslines Majors to the mat!  Jaden London now grabs Majors' legs!

AJ:  BOSTON CRAB!  LONDON'S BRIDGE!!!

BT:  Out of nowhere!

Majors screams in pain as London leans back.

AJ:  Rick Majors has had knee surgery.  He's had neck surgery.  He's had back problems throughout his career.  This move could be the end of this match!

Majors struggles to reach the ropes.  London pulls back.

BT:  Jaden London beat Carmine Vestieri with this same move earlier tonight!

Majors desperately stretches and he reaches the ropes!  The referee calls for a break.  London quickly releases the hold, drops a leg on Majors' back, drags him towards the center of the ring, and locks him in the London's Bridge once again!

AJ:  And again!

BT:  This is smart!

Majors again screams out in pain.  The referee asks him if he wants to submit.  He screams no and grabs the ropes once again.

AJ:  Majors somehow got to those ropes.

BT:  But the damage may have already been done AJ.

London gets to his feet and he pulls Majors up.  He throws him into the corner, and Majors slumps to the mat.  London approaches him and Majors kicks him in the gut.  London hits Majors in the head with a forearm.  Majors drives his shoulder into London's midsection.  London drives the point of his elbow into the back of Majors' neck.  London now pulls Majors up and he sets him up for a DDT.  Majors breaks free.

AJ:  This is a very competitive contest.

Majors boots London in the gut and then slaps him in the back of his head!

BT:  Ouch!

Majors grabs London and he throws him into the corner now.  He backs up and charges.  London runs out of the corner and he clotheslines Majors down to the mat!  Jaden London now climbs to the top ropes!

AJ:  450 SPLASH!

CC:  NOBODY HOME!!!!!!

London hits the mat with a thud!  Majors quickly rolls on top of him!
1....
2....
3!!!!

AJ:  RICK MAJORS IS IN THE FINAL!

BT:  I did not expect this.  Yes, Majors is a veteran, but he's in bad shape.  I couldn't foresee him winning this match.

CC:  And yet he did.

AJ:  He'll now face Cole Marr in the final!

BT:  With a shot at the Champ on the line!

AJ: This is it then! The main event of the evening! What are your feelings on this one, Champ?

CC: I think this is going to be one for the ages. It’s youth against experience yet again; Cole Marr has already taken out one old timer tonight and the kid’s on a roll. That said, I think Majors has to be the favourite going into this one. The guy knows how to win wrestling matches. It’s that simple.

BT: I’d go along with that. It’s going to be a hell of a struggle either way though.

AJ:  Let's take a look at the tale of the tape!

COLE MARR	RICK MAJORS
Height: 6'1''	Height: 6'1''
Weight: 200 lbs	Weight: 220 lbs

AJ:  Both of these men have a very similar build.

BT:  It's gonna be a good one!

LW:  Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is the Road to Slamfest Tournament FINAL!

The crowd cheers.

LW:  The winner of this match will go on to compete in the main event at NLCW Slamfest 2009!

Even more cheers from the crowd.

LW: Ladies and gentlemen, weighing in at 220 pounds, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada: Rick Majors!

Slowly Majors appears in the entrance way. He looks out at the crowd, his eyes quickly darting left and right.

He then looks down at the floor and slowly limps down to the ring. He rolls under the bottom ropes and stands up. His eyes remain focused on the mat.

LW:  And his opponent: COLE MARR!

The arena lights dim as "If I was your Vampire" begins to play over the PA as and explosion of red erupts the stage, and in the myst we see Cole Marr walk out onto the ramp. Cole tilts his head to the left slightly as he runs his right hand along his head staring in front of him at the crowd. Cole slowly makes his way down the ramp refusing to shake hands with the fans as he makes his way down the ramp climbing into the ring. Cole steps through the ropes and walks across the ring until he climbs onto the middle turnbuckle and lowers his head. Cole raises his head up spraying out a colored mist towards the crowd before jumping off the turnbuckle as he turns back towards the ring and waits for the bell.

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AJ: A place in the main event at Slamfest at stake here!

CC: I was kind of hoping to see Pericolo in this final match, but I guess that’s just not possible tonight. Fuck it.

AJ: We apologise once again for Champion’s colourful use of language. Old habits die hard.

CC: Oh fuck off, you pussy. Ring the bell. I want a number one contender.

Marr slowly circles the ring, eying Majors warily. He feigns a charge, then steps back and laughs, bouncing around on his feet.

AJ: He’s keeping Majors on his toes.

BT: Cole Marr has a distinct speed advantage here.

Marr laughs as he makes another playful dart, but instead of retreating, he lunges for Major’s throat, catching him off guard. Marr knocks Rick down, and starts pounding left and rights on his temple. Cole gets up and pulls Majors to his feet, and doesn’t hesitate to give him a really swift kick in the balls. Majors falls to his knees, clutching his manhood, as Cole backs up. Then, winding his foot up, Cole snaps it back around, nailing Rick hard in the jaw with a STIFF spin kick... Majors looks stunned for a moment, before falling to the mat. Marr laughs and prances around the ring again, soaking in the boos of the crowd.

AJ: Somehow Rick Majors is the fan favourite here tonight.

CC: Ricky has had his fair share of demons lately, but he still gives these people a hard on. Hell, you even look like you’re enjoying yourself there, Bryan.

BT: Only cause I’m sat next to you, Champ.

AJ: Jesus, will you two stop flirting?

Majors regains a vertical base once more and flashes a disgruntled look in the direction of Cole Marr. He is not amused. Both men rush into the centre of the ring once again, grappling away. Majors takes control after a few seconds, and he pushes Marr back against the ropes. Struggling, and slowly, he pushes him into a neutral corner. Rick nails Cole with a few rights, and then a nice elbow to the face. Finally he whips Marr across the ring, sending him SLAMMING into the opposite turnbuckle. Marr bounces out, staggering a bit with a hand on his back. Majors wastes no time, following up with a huge boot to Marr's face, sending him sailing to the mat. Majors raises a fist in the air for only a moment, nodding at Chris Champion at ringside. Champion returns his nod. He picks Marr up and grabs his arm for an irishwhip. Marr reverses it, and the two are so close to the ropes that Majors simply his them chest first. He grabs on with his arms, stopping him for a split second, before letting go -- and Marr is right behind him, and he runs at Majors, grabbing him by the head and sending him over the top rope! Majors tumbles to the ground, his legs almost finding balance but never quite getting there.

AJ: And yet another exchange that goes the way of Cole Marr!

CC: He’s turning the heat up here.

BT: Will Ricky have enough in the tank to pull this one out? He’s been through two tough matches already tonight and he’s not exactly a spring chicken.

Majors slowly rolls back into the ring and clutches at his neck. He winces slightly as Marr goes in for a clothesline attempt, only to have Majors duck underneath the shot and then hook in a half nelson! He twists around looking to break the youngster’s arm but Marr flips over the top and lands on his feet! Majors staggers back but regains his footing, as he charges towards Marr again, only to be met with a swift dropkick to the knee! Majors hits the canvas face-first, as Cole Marr takes a few paces backwards to rest against the ropes. He watches as Rick Majors again moves to get upright, pulling himself to one knee, before Cole charges forwards and nails his opponent in the face with a Shining Wizard!

CC: Holy fuck. Majors is being taken to the cleaners here. Cole Marr is simply the sharper man.

AJ: You’ve got to question how much tonight has taken out of Rick Majors.

Marr heads back to Majors, pulling him to his feet in the centre of the ring. Marr slides his head under Rick’s arm and reaches around, locking his other arm in a hammerlock. Marr stands up and flips Majors around, driving him to the mat with a modified Northern Lights Suplex with the arm trapped behind the back. Majors buckles his back after impact, rolling over onto his stomach, kicking his legs violently. Marr grabs the injured arm and pulls Rick to his feet with it. Marr holds the wrist, twisting his body around and sends Majors flipping over onto his back with an arm wringer. Cole holds onto the arm, however, and pulls Rick back to his feet. Marr scoops Rick up with a body slam, dropping Rick’s shoulder on his knee.

AJ: There’s no relent in this attack from Cole Marr!

Cole grabs at Majors by the head, but suddenly Rick catches him with a cheap groin shot much to the delight of the fans.

AJ: Maybe the tide has turned...

Rick gets back to his feet and begins drilling Cole with a series of furious rights and lefts. The referee exercises a ten count but Rick takes no notice and continues to pound away. Finally, the ref grabs at Majors and physically pulls him off! He screams at Majors, warning him that he could have well been DQ’ed!

CC: This guy isn’t going to DQ anyone. It’s simply not good for ratings.

AJ: Yeah but...

BT: What is good for ratings, Champ?

CC: Me.

AJ: I knew you’d say that.

CC: I knew your mom was a hooker but that didn’t stop me from killing her buzz.

AJ: What?

CC: Just commentate, dumb ass.

Rick Majors tosses Cole into the nearest turnbuckle and charges with a forearm smash. Marr drops to the floor in a heap, but Rick simply won’t let up. He picks Cole up and slams him upside down against the ring post before pressing his boot against Marr’s throat! Backing away a little, Majors take a run up and executes a perfect baseball slide that jars Marr’s jaw and forces him to take a tumble to the outside.

AJ: Home run for Ricky there!

Staggering around the outside, Marr tries to support himself by holding onto the metal railing that guards the ring area. Majors jumps over the top rope and onto the apron... before sailing down on top of Cole with a huge cross body! Rick mounts Cole and once more begins to bash away at his skull with a series of punches.

AJ: Majors won’t let up!

The referee once more grabs at Rick and warns him about a potential disqualification.

AJ: Rick Majors is a broken man and we’re seeing that in his performances tonight. He’s got a lot on his plate.

CC: Yeah, he has. This ref is killing this match too.

BT: What do you mean?

CC: You’ll see...

Chris Champion jumps up from the broadcast booth and removes his headset. He strolls around to Aaron Jennings and kicks his seat from underneath him before folding it up and walking around the ring. Armed with the steel chair, Champion approaches both Majors and Marr...

BT: What’s he doing? Champion has got some other motive here tonight. What’s he up to?

Suddenly, Champion swings the metal chair around violently as an ear piercing thud echoes around the arena... and the REFEREE falls to the floor in a lifeless heap! Majors and Marr stare at Champion before looking on at each other in disbelief. Champion quickly reaches for a microphone as he unbuttons his jacket to reveal a previously hidden referee’s shirt!

Chris Champion: Ladies and gentlemen, this match will now continue with HARDCORE rules!

A frantic cheer sweeps up through the crowd and immediately Majors and Marr respond. They begin wailing rights and lefts at each other on the outside. Marr eventually takes the upper hand and bashes Majors with a thunderous uppercut that knocks one of Rick’s teeth clean out. Marr attempts to irish whip Rick into the ring post... but it’s reversed and Cole crashes back first against the unforgiving metal structure!

AJ: Ouch!

BT: I’ll say...

AJ: Champion has completely turned this match on its head.

Rick brings Cole up to his feet and clotheslines him onto the announce table. Majors climbs on top of it and nods triumphantly to the crowd! He looks for a pile driver... but Marr wriggles out of it, kicks Majors in the mid section and... and...

BT: Holy SHIT!

Crack!

Marr DESTROYS Majors THROUGH the announce table with a POWERBOMB! A fucking POWER BOMB!

AJ: Majors is DEAD! This is OVER!

Cole Marr begins to drag Majors back towards the ring but Rick’s dead weight seems to slow him down. Eventually, he manages to get him inside and looks for the cover. Champion slides into position and the crowd chants alongside the make shift referee...
ONE...
TWO...
THREE...
...
No!

AJ: Majors gets the shoulder UP! JUST!

BT: That’s incredible!

Marr exchanges a disgruntled look in Champion’s direction before turning his attention once more to the very groggy Rick Majors. Cole sees the chair outside of the ring that Champion used on the referee and darts out to get it. He quickly climbs back into the squared circle and watches at Rick Majors begins to pick himself up off the canvas...

AJ: This is it!

BT: Majors is about to be decapitated!

Rick turns around as Cole SWINGS the chair like a baseball bat, but Majors ducks underneath, jabs a boot into his stomach and sets him up for...

AJ: Major IMPACT! Major IMPACT!
Rick connects with his signature move as Champion slides into position...
ONE...
TWO...
...
...
...

AJ: What the hell?!

Champion begins to grin profusely and just stares at Rick, refusing to count the three!

BT: What’s Champion doing?

Champion begins to shake his head as Majors jumps to his feet and begins to berate his friend!
Champion doesn’t take too kindly to it and drops Rick with SCHOOL’S OUT in the middle of the ring!
The crowd screams in disbelief as Champion raises his hand in the air. He quickly jumps out of the ring and reaches for a microphone.

Chris Champion: I can’t do this. I can’t name my own opponent for Slamfest. This is about you two guys. So, I’m just going to leave you to it.

After a few seconds, Cole Marr begins to stir... and so does the fallen referee on the outside!

AJ: Majors is OUT!

Champion jumps back into the ring as Cole regains his feet. He smiles at Champion, touching his nose slyly and extending his hand in the World Champ’s direction. Chris grabs at it... and delivers ANOTHER School’s Out!

AJ: He’s evened up the score now!

BT: And they’re both out!

Champion runs to the outside and helps the referee back into the ring. The crowd stares on at the two men lying in a heap wondering what the hell is going to happen now. The referee fires a look of contempt at Champion and begins to count them both out...
ONE...
TWO...
THREE...
FOUR...
FIVE...
SIX...
SEVEN...
EIGHT...
NINE...
TE-

Suddenly, both men spring back up to their face with blood streaming from their faces and cuts all over their broken bodies. Wearily Cole swings for Majors who once more ducks and delivers ANOTHER MAJOR IMPACT and this time it’s onto the fucking chair!

AJ: JESUS H CHRIST! THIS ONE IS OVER!

Rick drops to the floor as does Cole. The crowd urges the battered figure of Majors to drape an arm over Marr, but he can’t quite do it. He lifts his arm up... but it drops down! Once more, he lifts it up... and it drops lifelessly!

AJ: Rick has NOTHING left!

BT: Wait!

FINALLY, his arm reaches around Cole’s torso as the referee makes the staggered count...

ONE...
TWO...
THREE...
!!!

AJ: YES! Majors has DONE IT!


AJ:  What a night.

BT:  You're telling me!

AJ:  Goodnight everyone!  We'll see you on Sunday December 6th for a special NLCW Avulsion Supershow!

BT:  That's gonna be amazing!