13th December 2007

[FWF]

STRACHON: Welcome to Live-Wire. I am your host, Sam Strachon.

BETHEA: And I’m apparently ...his ...assistant?

STRACHON: Damn right you are. We have one hell of a show tonight. Two championships are on the line.

BETHEA: That’s right. Richard Marciano has literally his biggest challenge to date as he defends his hardcore championship against Jason Tombs.

STRACHON: And in our main event, The Alliance will challenge the Empire of Blood for the US Tag Team titles.

BETHEA: We also have a rematch from last week between the undefeated Benny Starr and Cicatrix, days before their Iron Man encounter at Blizzard.

STRACHON: And fans, in case you missed MNR’s Black Out ’07, allow me to fill you in on what happened. Pain won back the world title from King of Kings.

BETHEA: You mean stole back?

STRACHON: No. He didn’t cheat. King let his guard down.

BETHEA: The challenge was then made from one half of the Lost Heroes when Predator was made number one contender. We’ll have the contract signing for that match here tonight.

The lights go out as Nightwish's Planet Hell starts to blare from the sound system. As the music starts to play the titontron shows several seconds of raining blood before the Empire of Blood's Flag appears. As the flag appears on the screen a series of blood red pyros go off at the top of the ring. As the smoke clears the light come back up dimly to reveal the members of the Empire of Blood. The group makes it way down to the ring.

JENKINS: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome ...the FWF US Tag Team champions ...the Empire of Blood!

STRACHON: Who the hell is that?

BETHEA: Well, here come the EoB... and I think they have a new member.

THOR: In case you weren’t paying attention, allow me to introduce once more the newest member to the Empire of Blood. Ladies and gentlemen... my father... Santara!

STRACHON: Just before Christmas, too.

BETHEA: Santara, not Santa, you idiot.

THOR: And now with this great man as part of the team, I can turn my attention to you, Jason Fall. Me and you are the longest reigning US Tag champions in FWF history. But since we won the belts, it has been me doing all the work.

BETHEA: It does seem that way.

THOR: It’s always me taking control in the match while you get knocked from pillar to post... and it’s always me who pins the opponents

STRACHON: That’s true.

THOR: Just last month at Bloodthirst, you cost us the match against the Lost Heroes. They could’ve been champions now because of you.

BETHEA: Of course, Lost Heroes winning the match by disqualification.

THOR: I would have been better off without you... which is why I brought us out here tonight. I guess what I’m trying to say is... you’re fired!

BETHEA: Has Sah’ta Thor just fired his partner?

Suddenly, Santara hits Jason Fall with the Fall from Grace. A referee begins to run down the aisle before sliding into the ring.

THOR: I spoke to Mark Briggs before I came out here and he gave me my request. So it’s going to be me, Sah’ta Thor against you, Jason Fall... RIGHT NOW! Ring the bell?

BETHEA: What?

STRACHON: Are we seriously going to have this match?

BETHEA: It looks like it, Sam.

The bell sounds and Thor picks Fall up. He then nails the front flip Piledriver. Smiling, he covers his former partner. ...1 ...2 ...3.

JENKINS: The winner of the match ...“The Immortal” Sah’ta Thor!

STRACHON: Where does that leave our main event?

BETHEA: I’ve just received word from the back that The Alliance will be facing Thor in a handicap match.

STRACHON: What an ending to the last Live-Wire of the year that will be.

BETHEA: Well, folks. Don’t go anywhere. We’ll be right back.

...FWF Blizzard 2007...

...The Godfather of the Ring...

...Will Prove That FWF Is...

...Taking the World by Storm...

...December 22nd 2007...

...Don Lepore...

...returns.

[FWF]

STRACHON: Welcome back to Live-Wire.

BETHEA: It’s now time for the first of two championship matches of the night.

JENKINS: The following match scheduled is a hardcore match scheduled for one fall and is for the Fantasy Wrestling Federation Hardcore Championship. Introducing first.

The lights go out in the arena then TNT By AC/DC begins to blare over the sound system. about 10 seconds into the song You see Richard Marciano emerge from the curtin. He walks out and corsses his arms and stops at the top of the ramp then pyro shoots off behind him. He then walks to the ring with his arms at his side. When he gets to the apron and he stands there for a few seconds before jumping on the apron. Before he steps through the ropes he wipes his feet off. He gets in the ring takes his sung glasses off and throws them to the crowd.

JENKINS: From Buffalo, New York ...the FWF Hardcore Champion ...he is the Italian Stallion ...Richard Marciano!

As the music plays and the chicas jump to their feet and scream, The Icon appears on the stage, as sparks shoot from the stage and rain majestically over El Rey De Mexico. Jason Tombs steps forth in his sunglasses, and Mexican style bandanna and hooded sleeveless cloak, as the women sway and the men swear. Donning his pure white boots and skin tight shorts, he makes his decent to the ring. He slides into the ring and jumps to his feet.

JENKINS: And his opponent ...from Los Angeles, California ...weighing in at 350 pounds ...Jason Tombs!

STRACHON: Marciano has a challenge tonight.

BETHEA: The Icon is seven feet tall, Sam.

The two stand in the centre of the ring, making the clear height advantage apparent. The bell sounds and Richard immediately explodes with lefts and rights, trying to sway Tombs. He bounces off the ropes and comes back with a clothesline, but Tombs doesn't move.

STRACHON: He didn't even budge!

Marciano bounces off the ropes and comes back with another clothesline, and once more, it fails to knock Tombs down. With a third attempt, Richard bounces off the ropes; however when he comes back he is cut off from a big boot by Tombs.

BETHEA: Ouch! He almost took the head of him.

STRACHON: No one has a pinfall or submission over this man yet.

BETHEA: But if anyone can do it, maybe it's the Hardcore champion.

Tombs waits for Richard to get up. In doing so, he charges at Richard with a big boot, but Marciano moves out of the way and Tombs gets his leg caught in the ropes. With that, Richard gets out of the ring and grabs a steel chair from ringside before bringing it back in. Jason manages to free his leg, but as he turns around, Richard swings the chair into Jason's leg, taking him down to one knee.

STRACHON: Marciano needs to capitalise on this.

With this position, Richard slams the chair into Jason's head. Jason stares at Richard, who hits him once more, forcing Tombs to rock slightly. Richard tosses the chair to one side. He then uses Tomb's knee for leverage to jump up and connect with the enziguri, making Tombs dazed.

BETHEA: The Icon is dazed. This is where Richard needs to be quick.

Marciano picks the chair up once more. He is about to hit Tombs with it, but from out of nowhere, Tombs nails a superkick, kicking the chair into Marciano's face.

BETHEA: My God!

STRACHON: Pfft, and people say wrestling's fake.

As Marciano is getting to his feet, Tombs grabs him and hooks his head. He then lifts him into the Jackhammer position before nailing the Dethroner. He covers. ...1 ...2 ...3.

JENKINS: The winner of the match ...and new FWF Hardcore Champion ...Jason Tombs!

BETHEA: Well, the Mexican Monster just beat the Italian Stallion.

STRACHON: And we have a new champion.

As Richard rolls to the outside, the referee hands Jason his belt. He holds it into the air as the crowd boo. Suddenly, the celebration is interrupted by the sound of "Black Sheep" by Saliva. The fans look on in anticipation as Tombs stares at the titantron.

BETHEA: Well, we know what this means. The music of the man who, in my eyes, should be World champion, right now, King of Kings.

STRACHON: Oh, God. King, you lost... get over it.

As Tombs continues to stare at the titantron, King runs into the arena through the crowd. He jumps over the barrior and gets into the ring. Realising this, Tombs turns around and King begins to furiously unleash a range of rights and lefts.

BETHEA: King wants some revenge, Sam!

STRACHON: Come on, Tombs. You're bigger than him.

A final punch knocks Tombs back a bit. At this point, King bounces off the ropes and comes back with a running High Knee, knocking Tombs over the top rope, landing on his feet.

BETHEA: King of Kings has just show that he can knock Tombs down.

STRACHON: But can he keep him down is the answer, Beast. He needs to keep him down for ten seconds.

BETHEA: I can't believe these two are gonna meet in a Last Man Standing match.

King picks up the steel chair from earlier and bangs it against the canvas. Tombs reaches in and grabs his new title. The two stare at each other angrily as the scene fades to a commercial break.

[FWF]

STRACHON: Welcome back.

BETHEA: The ring has been transformed. A table is there, ready for the contract signing.

Jenkins Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome your host ...the DDT Kid ...Dan "Dragon" Taylor!

Suddenly, the lights go off. Then, a dark, red light surrounds the arena as “All My Life” by Foo Fighters blares over the P.A system. After a moment, Dan Taylor enters the arena to a huge ovation, attired in his black, leather jacket and red, tinted glasses. He begins to walk down the ramp, but comes to a halt halfway. He drops to his knees as a range of fireworks explode from the titantron. They finish and Dan stands. He strolls up the black, metal ring steps and ascends the turnbuckle from the outside. He raises his arms as a “DDT” chant begins. He then drops down to the canvas and grabs a microphone.

DRAGON: Welcome to ...the Dragon's Dungeon!

BETHEA: The crowd are going wild for the Dragon.

DRAGON: Now before I get on with the show, there are one or two things that I need to address first. To start off with, I need to talk about the Alliance. Last week, in the main event of Live-Wire, The Alliance purposely got counted out... meaning we won the match. But... I turn up to work tonight and Mark Briggs tells me that me and Predator don't have a match tonight, yet the guys we beat have a shot at the titles that we should have already won.

STRACHON: I'm confused. What the hell did he just say?

BETHEA: I don't know, but... erm... what ever it was, I agree.

DRAGON: But a big thank you has to go to Mike Farrell for booking the match I have at Blizzard. I'll be going one on one with Matthew Knox for the first time in FWF history. We have never faced each other in the ring, so this is going to be interesting.

BETHEA: I can't wait for that match.

DRAGON: And speaking of Blizzard matches, one of them promises to be great. The World Heavyweight Championship will be on the line as my tag team partner and best friend, The Predator, will finally get his hands on Pain. So, let's make things official. On this table, there are two contracts. In my hand, there is pen. About to come out, are the wrestlers. So, please welcome the challenger ...the Predator!

"You Know You're Right" by Nirvana begins to hit the arena's speakers as the packed crowd roar and rise to their feet. With clear confidence in the style of his walk, The Predator proudly makes his way out from behind the curtain. As he makes his way down the aisle, green and gold fireworks go off behind him, forming the shapes of an eagle and a tiger before he pauses and points behind him when, to the amazement of the crowd, a red, white and blue eagle is formed at the top of the ramp by even more fireworks.

DRAGON: Well... welcome to the show.

PREDATOR: Great to be here as always, Dan.

DRAGON: And now... even though we all hate him and there's no denying that, please... at least try to show a little appreciation for the World Heavweight Champion ...Pain!

Welcome to the Jungle begins to play, but Pain doesn't show up. After a few moments a scrawny road agent appears and runs down to the ring, handing Simon Jenkins an index card.

JENKINS: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the ring.... weighing in at 210 pounds.... from New York City, New York...

Smoke bellows from the entrance ramp as Pain is lifted up from under the ground on a platform.

STRACHON: Ah, yes. I love it!

JENKINS: He is former FWF Cruiserweight Champion, a former FWF Tag Team Champion, a four time former FWF Hardcore Champion, winner of FWF's 2005 Blizzard Match, Mr. FWF 2005... He is a four time and your current FWF World Heavyweight Champion... the most decorated superstar in FWF history.... "The Real F'n Deal"..... Pain.

BETHEA: The nerve!

STRACHON: Respect his accomplishments, Beast!

Welcome to the Jungle hits once more and Pain comes walking down to the ring, dressed in a fine suit and sunglasses, his title on his shoulder and a microphone in hand.

DRAGON: Oh... dear... God...

PAIN: I am an amazing wrestler and it's only fitting I have an amazing entrance to match.

DRAGON: If you say so. Nice suit, by the way.

PAIN: I'm glad you recognise class.

DRAGON: Now. I think it's about time we got down to business. Predator, before you sign your name, is there anything you'd like to say?

PREDATOR: Pain... we've known each other for a very long time. During that time, I can honestly say... I've never liked you.

STRACHON: That's a bit harsh.

BETHEA: Truth hurts, Sam.

PREDATOR: But in some respects, I would have liked to say that I respected you. But recently, you have just been a thorn in my side. I can't seem to find any time when you're not there to cause misery. You cost me and Dan the tag titles and I need some serious revenge for that. After the way you've behaved recently and the way you've gone about winning your matches, I have to say... the respect is gone.

STRACHON: How can you not respect the man? He's the World champion.

PREDATOR: If you want it back, then you're gonna have to beat me at Blizzard fairly and earn it back.

Dan holds out of the pen, which Predator grabs. He then signs his name on one of the contracts. He slams the pen down on the table and Pain picks it up. He then grabs his contract and begins to servey it.

PAIN: So you're all about respect now? So, just what is it that you respect?

PREDATRO: Bravery.

PAIN: Bravery? Well, I can think of something that's pretty brave.

Pain signs the contract.

STRACHON: Whoah!

BETHEA: It's official. Pain versus the Predator for the World Heavyweight Championship.

STRACHON: There's gonna be a party in my pants.

The two men stare down in the middle of the ring with Pain smiling heavily. From out of nowhere, he turns to Dan and nails him with THE Superkick, knocking him out. Before Predator has chance to grab Pain, Pain quickly leaps out of the ring.

BETHEA: What the hell? He just superkicked Predator's partner!

STRACHON: You talk about your mind games and the psychological advantage... I think Pain is in the lead.

BETHEA: Well, that certainly was brave.

Predator contemplates chasing Pain, who walks slowly up the ramp backwards so he can still watch. Predator makes up his mind and tries to help Dan up as the scene fades to a commercial break.

[FWF]

STRACHON: Welcome back to Live-Wire.

BETHEA: Coming up next, a match between two new wrestlers making their debut.

STRACHON: There are too many new guys coming in.

BETHEA: There can never be enough. So many people want the oppertunity to step into an FWF ring.

JENKINS: The next match is for one fall. Introducing first ...from Baltimore, ...weighing in at 220 pounds ...Christopher Nord!

A strange strum begins to play over the PA as the lights all simultaneously cut, the audience suddenly veiled in blackness, but not for long. The name "Christopher Nord" begins to uncontrollably flash on. The Eye's black backdrop, exchanging time with clips of previous matches as the lyrics of Monster Magnet's "Powertrip" kick in to add momentum. With a sudden shout and burst of heavy bass and guitar, a loud blast of pyrotechnics shoot up out of the ramp, showering the stage below in a splattering of sparks. The crowd is now up on their feet, just about all of them, screaming their little fan-people heads off, because they know, and I believe you know as well who this entrance heralds for. After a few seconds the dull and motionless frame of the curtain is disrupted. It's only a matter of seconds before Christopher Nord himself emerges from behind the curtain. Making a quick stop atop the entrance ramp, he looks over at the crowd with a rather arrogant smile, if anything. Consequently, he begins to make his way down the ramp he shifts his attention from the crowd and back to the ring, before ultimately sliding into the ring. Once in the ring, he taunts the crowd for a few seconds before directing his attention towards the entrance ramp.

JENKINS: And his opponent ...from Brooklyn, New York, and weighing in at 162 pounds ...Taylor!

Taylor comes from the back smiling as she stepson the stage. She heads to the ring slapping hands with the fans here and there. She then slides under the bottom rope into the ring. She hops to her feet and raises her arms to the crowd then goes to her corner and waits for the bell to begin the match.

STRACHON: Well, let's get this started then. The sooner it's over, the sooner we can get on with wrestlers that matter.

The bell sounds and they slowly walk towards each other to meet in the middle of the ring. Nord gives Taylor a quick grin then they both jump at the same time to attack. Taylor is quicker on this exchange getting behind Nord and wrapping her arms around his waist. she lifts him up an inch of the ground and takes him down with a belly to back. She lands on top of him keeping her grip locked. They stay like that only for a moment then Nord is able to sneak out the side and flipping over so he has back control.

BETHEA: A technical match so far.

Taylor is able to force both of them to their feet. Nord still has her waist. She is able to loosen his grip enough so she can spin around with a back elbow, but Nord ducks and he then grabs a hold of her shoulders. She dose the same to him and they lock up. After a struggling moment Nord over powers her and pushes her to a corner. The ref walks over and tells him to release. Nord does so and steps back still grinning at Taylor.

BETHEA: Nord is looking a little cocky after that.

Taylor comes running out corner and goes for a running jumping spin kick, but Nord ducks it and runs to the ropes. He rebounds off them and heads straight towards Taylor with a clothesline, but Taylor ducks it. When Nord turns around he gets hit by a backflip kick to the face taking him down.

BETHEA: Beautiful move by Taylor.

Taylor gets up first and Nord is up a second later. Taylor Irish whips Nord into the ropes and she gets ready to attack. Nord bounces off, but before Taylor can attack he jumps and takes her down with a Headscissors takedown. Both are up fast, and Taylor runs at Nord, Nord gets her with an armdrag, she gets up quick again and goes right after Nord, but Nord gets her with a hiptoss this time. Taylor gets up holding her back and Nord is there to greet her. He smashes her in the face with a jumping spinning leg kick.

STRACHON: That's one way to mess up her good looks.

BETHEA: Indeed, but I must say both look extremely impressive in their debut.

Nord doesn't waste time he runs at the ropes and springboards off them with a moonsault. Taylor moves, but Nord sees it in air and lands on his feet. Taylor gets up and first thing jumps on the ropes and springboards off them looking for a cross body, but Nord hits a dropkick to her midsection in air.

BETHEA: Nord had that one scouted.

Nord runs to the ropes again, and again goes for a springboard moonsault, but Taylor gets her knees up and Nord rolls on the ground holding his gut.

BETHEA: Taylor may have an opening.

STRACHON: Go hot chick!

They both get up at the same time again. Taylor kicks Nord in the gut and hits the Twist of Fate. She covers. ...1 ...2. Nord kicks out.

BETHEA: So close!

Taylor lifts Nord by his head to his feet. Before anything Nord knees her in the gut. Nord then hits the Brain Freeze. Nord pins. ...1 ...2. She kicks out.

STRACHON: Another close pinfall in this match

BETHEA: This is an even contest and the fans are loving it.

Nord is quick to lift Taylor up and pushes her into the corner. He picks her up and sits her on the top rope. He follows her up. He jumps up and goes for a Hurricarana, but Taylor holds onto the ropes stopping the attack. She then grabs his legs before he lets go. Taylor then nails Extreme Measures off the second rope, and turns it into a pin. ...1 ...2 ...3.

JENKINS: The winner of the match ...Taylor!

BETHEA: An impressive win by Taylor.

STRACHON: Impressive? No, Ernest, impressive is the man who's match is next.

BETHEA: Cicatrix?

STRACHON: No... the man who beat him last week. The man who'll beat him tonight and the man who'll beat him at Blizzard.

BETHEA: Well, we'll see about that... after this break.

[FWF]

STRACHON: Welcome back to Live-Wire and you're just in time for Benny Starr.

BETHEA: Fans, before the show, the two wrestlers were caught in a conflict of sorts.

STRACHON: Starr was in the ring talking to his fans for FantasyWrestling.2ya.com, but Cicatrix interrupted him.

BETHEA: Needless to say, Benny's sneak attack backfired as he was hit with the Cute Without the E.

JENKINS: The following match scheduled is for one fall. Introducing first ...from Hollywood, the capital of the world ...he is the FWF Iron Man Champion …“Super” Benny Starr!

A hot pink light surrounds the arena as "Livin' On A Prayer" by Bon Jovi blares over the P.A. system. After a moment, Benny Starr jogs out on stage, wearing a pair of pink trunks. Around his neck is a neck brace.

BETHEA: Oh, come on. Are you kidding me?

STRACHON: Cicatrix could have done some damage.

He begins to walk down the ramp, talking about himself, ignoring the fans. He jumps up onto the apron. Grabbing onto the top rope, he springboards and lands on the canvas on one knee where he raises his arms. With the crowd booing, the music fades and the lights restore to normal. He grabs a microphone

BENNY: Ladies and gentlemen, in case you missed it, allow me to introduce myself. I put the S, the E, and the X in suplex. I put the super in superplex... and I put the body in bodyslam when I flex.

BETHEA: Well, he's not shy.

STRACHON: He's FWF's only superstar, Beast.

BENNY: Before the show, I was violently attacked by Cicatrix from behind.

BETHEA: Come of it.

BENNY: He knows that he can't beat me fairly, so he needed to get an early advantage. But I'm afraid it's a lot more serious that that. The doctors backstage said I can't compete tonight.

BETHEA: You and I just know that's not true.

BENNY: They also said that I won't be fit for Blizzard... so I'm not going to be able to defend my Iron Man title.

STRACHON: Well, the doctors know what's best.

BETHEA: This is madness. There are no doctors.

"My Fork In the Road(Your Knife In My Back) by Atreyu hits the P.A. System.

BETHEA: Well, Cicatrix isn't going to let him off that easily.

Blue spotlights aimlessly search the arena, soon making their way to the wall opposite the entrance. They go up the wall and form letters, spelling out "Cut Right Into You". After the main guitar riff at the beginning ends, Cicatrix peels the curtains apart and appears on the entrance. At that moment, Sixteen light blue pyros burst straight into the air behind him.

JENKINS: And his opponent making his way to the ring from Louisville, Kentucky ...weighing in at 207 pounds…Cicatrix!

During the first verse, Cicatrix slowly jogs down the entrance ramp, though only moving an inch or so with each step, moving along with the beat. As he walks down, more blue pyros on each side of the ramp shoot off, simultaneous with his steps. He then circles the ring, more pyros still following him. As the main chorus comes on, he makes his way around to the front of the ring, closest to the ramp. He slides into the ring and begins running back and forth, bouncing off the ropes. During the rest of the song, he pulls himself up to two opposite turnbuckles and grins out towards the crowd, mouthing various lines to the crowd's approval on his way back to the ring floor.

BETHEA: Here we go.

They circle one another then Benny goes to lock up, but Cicatrix ducks under the grapple and gets behind Starr then gets Starr in a school boy pin...1...2kickout!

BETHEA: Cicatrix trying to end it early.

STRACHON: Not going to happen

They both get up quick and Cicatrix rolls Starr up in a small package...1...kickout!

BETHEA: Again!

They both get up quick and at the same time again and Benny pushes Cicatrix. Cicatrix responds by slapping Starr right in the face.

STRACHON: Ohhhh them's fighting words.

BETHEA: He didn't say anything.

STRACHON: You know what I mean

BETHEA: No, I don't.

They lock up and Starr is able to push Cicatrix into a corner. Starr lets go and goes for a left hand, but Cica ducks under it and get behind Starr. He then dropkicks Starr in the back, Starr hits the turnbuckle chest first and bounces backwards where Cicatrix gets him in another schoolboy. ...1...2. Benny kicks out.

BETHEA: Cicatrix almost stole one there.

As Benny is getting up, Cicatrix grabs him by the neck, but as he does this, Benny moves back and Cicatrix pulls the brace off, accidentally hitting the referee with it. Just as the referee is about to turn back, Benny nails Cicatrix with the Super Strike. He covers. ...1 ...2 ...3.

JENKINS: The winner of the match ..."Super" Benny Starr!

BETHEA: He just stole one!

STRACHON: He didn't steal anything.

BETHEA: Well, Cicatrix will get his rematch at Blizzard. How will the match go when the title's on the line?

STRACHON: And how will our next match go? Find out when we return.

[FWF]

STRACHON: Welcome back to Live-Wire. You know what time it is.

BETHEA: Remind us.

STRACHON: It is now time ...for our MAAAAAAAAIN EVENT!

BETHEA: And what an interesting main event we have. A two on one handicap match for the US Tag titles.

STRACHON: Over to Simon Jenkins.

JENKINS: The following two on one handicap match scheduled is for one fall and it for the Fantasy Wrestling Federation United States Tag Team Championship! Introducing first...

Pitch black darkness descends upon the area. Entrance music starts to play as walls of fire line the ramp a hooded figure in black on a black throne with a chained black mastiff sitting on each side of it as a fog starts to cover the arena. The man on throne lets his hood fall back revealing white horns as he sips a mug of blood. The mug comes down and the man smiles revealing a pair of fangs. He stands up then sets the mug on the seat of the throne as a pair of black feathery wings spread. He slowly walks down the ramp as a light rain starts to fall a lightning bolt hitting the center of the ring every few seconds until his feet hit the steps. He slowly steps into the ring in between the second and top ropes. He walks to the center of the ring and then lifts his arms and then drops them as the lights come back up.

JENKINS: Representing the US Tag Team champions, Empire of Blood ...he is the Immortal ...Sah'ta Thor!

"Enemy" by Godsmack plays as purple and green flood lights shoot up from the stage as Matt Knox and James Bohne enter through the curtain with decibles of boos from the crowd rising each second. They make their way down the ramp, making fun of crowd members of the front row. They slide in the ring, and raise their fists in the air.

JENKINS: And his opponents ...the team of Matthew "Raven" Knox and "The Assassin" James Bohne ...the Alliance!

The bell sounds and Thor starts things off with James, who immediately charges at him with a clothesline, knocking Thor to the mat. James picks Thor up and Irish-whips him. He goes for a clothesline, but Thor ducks. Thor then nails a handspring back elbow. As James is getting up, Thor grabs him and hits a swinging neckbreaker.

BETHEA: Thor seems to be in control.

STRACHON: But for how long? The numbers game will catch up on him soon.

James quickly makes to the tag to Knox. Knox comes in and runs at Thor, but Thor cuts him off by hitting a dropkick to Matt's knee. He gets up and bounces off the ropes as Knox is hunched over. Thor then runs back at Knox and hooks his head before spinning him around and planting his head into the mat with a Tornado DDT.

STRACHON: Thor is looking good for a 500 year old man.

BETHEA: For a what?

STRACHON: He's 500, Beast.

BETHEA: Don't be so ridiculous.

As Thor tries to pick Knox up, Knox rakes his eyes before making the tag to James. Thor turns around and James charges at him with a spear. Once on the ground, James begins to punch him repeatedly in the head until the referee breaks it up. James then covers Thor. ...1 ...2. Thor kicks out.

STRACHON: Looks like the Alliance are back in the game.

James picks Thor up and Irish-whips him into the corner. Thor stumbles out and James lifts him up before slamming him to the mat with a spinebuster. He then bounces off the ropes and hits a knee drop to Thor's chest. He covers again. ...1 ...2. Thor kicks out.

BETHEA: I don't like his chances.

James picks Thor up and raises him into the fireman's carry position. He is about to hit the Assassination, but Thor rolls off James' back. James turns around and Thor jumps up, hitting him with the Shining Wizard. James collapses forward where he tags in Knox.

BETHEA: Here comes the Raven.

Knox gets into the ring and runs at Thor, but Thor cuts him off with a Roundhouse kick. As Matt is getting up, Thor climbs to the top rope. He then jumps off, connecting with the Guillotine Leg Drop. He turns Knox over and covers. ...1 ...2. James comes in and breaks up the cover.

BETHEA: I have to say... Sah'ta is doing a great job against two men.

STRACHON: He's practically been on his own since they won the titles. Fall never did anything.

James begins to stomp away at Thor until the referee pushes him into the corner to try and get him out of the ring. With the distraction, Thor is picking Knox up, but Knox hits a low blow. Knox then tags in James. James picks Thor up into the fireman's carry position. He then nails the Assassination. ...1 ...2 ...3.

BETHEA: They stole one!

STRACHON: We have new champions!

JENKINS: The winners of the match ...and new FWF US Tag Team champions ...Matthew Knox and James Bohne ...the Alliance!

BETHEA: Even when it was two on one they needed to cheat.

STRACHON: What a great win to take us into Blizzard.

As Thor rolls out of the ring, the referee hands Knox and James their new titles. They begin to celebrate as the crowd boos.

BETHEA: Ladies and gentlemen, this is FWF: The New Direction and at Blizzard we will prove that we are taking the world by storm.

STRACHON: What a great night it is going to be as the last show of 2007.

BETHEA: We will see you there.

STRACHON: Goodnight!