Anarchy Episode-5 | chaoswrestling

The Crowning Of A Champion

Johnny slowly makes his way to his feet as he watches as Danny picks up the title. Johnny comes charging at him and Danny ducks under an attempted clothesline. Danny turns and gets a short arm clothesline from Johnny Evil anyway. Johnny snatches the title from him and proceeds over to the door. Al Nova slowly gets up to his feet and notice Johnny Evil attempting to get out. Al comes up to him and goes to snatch the title out of his grasp, but Johnny has a hold of it pretty tightly. They have a bit of a tug of war over the title.

James Lars: Possession right now in the ring is not going to win them the match. They have to get out of the cage with the title I their possession!

They continue with the struggle as Jared Jet gets up to his feet. Johnny has his back turned to him and Jet comes charging! SACK!

CRASH!!

Jennifer Lars: Oh my god! This is craziness!!

James Lars: Jared just sacked both Johnny Evil and Al Nova right through the door!

Jennifer Lars: We have our champion!

James Lars: Not quite, the title was dropped with the impact! They do not have possession!

Jennifer Lars: So whoever picks it up will be champion!?

James Lars: Yup, pretty much!

The title lays about a foot ahead of the men as they all lay motionless. Johnny begins to stir as does Al Nova. They both look around for the title and they both see it at the same time. Johnny and Al begin to crawl their way to it. And almost at the same exact time they grab the title. They make their way to their feet and continue on with the tug of war. Johnny pulls hard then Al pulls hard and neither wants to let go of the title. After tugging back and forth Johnny gives one final hard tug and he goes tumbling down on the sanded ground with the title in his hands!!

James Lars: He did it!! Johnny Evil WINS!!

We swoop out from the right entrance ramp and up above the ring, the fans up in the balcony are loud tonight. Signs are everywhere: Evil - the face of Chaos, Cashe is a pussy, Jared Jet is my MVP, Al Nova got screwed. There are way too many signs to read as we pan around and down to ringside where we find James Lars and Jennifer Lars sitting at ringside.

James Lars: We are just two weeks removed from Origins, we have two new champions!

Jennifer Lars: You mean one, right after the press conference this week by that two bit slime bag Cashe?

James Lars: He's still Mayhem Champion.

Jennifer Lars: Are you just going to allow him to just leave with the title like he did?

James Lars: I can't compete with the money that he was given. But there are other ways I can work around that. Trust me my lawyers are currently working out stuff. Cashe will be back with the Mayhem title, I promise you that.

Jennifer Lars: And exactly what are you going to do about that title division now?

James Lars: You'll find out later on in the show. But what's more important right now is the fact that Johnny Evil became our first Chaos Champion and he's going to have his own little celebration here tonight.

Jennifer Lars: He may be, but Jared Jet has pointed out a rule you said during our first show that sheds some light on the outcome of that match.

James Lars: Sour grapes. If you watched that replay of the ending of that match, the title flew out of Evils hands when he was sacked. He never left the cage with the title in hand. It was the right call by Caden.

Jennifer Lars: Well tonight starts our trip to Carnage. And this is shaping up to be quite the trip as well.

James Lars: It sure does and tonight 'They have arrived' to start us off.

Jennifer Lars: Yes and they will reshape Chaos into an all new direction too.

We have arrived

The screen comes on where we are watching a fog roll across the scene. The scene is hard to make out but it appears to be that of an old oak tree. It's also very dark out. Lightning strikes the night sky. Then a voice is heard. It's hard to make out, but sounds like a females voice.

"Sit caelum lumine ignis" Lightning strikes the night sky again.

"THAU ingrediatur omne animantium et dabis ea sentire iram meam" Lightning strikes again, this time it strikes the tree and the tree lights on fire. We watch it burn as the flames light up the night sky. A figure is seen off in the distance not too far off from the tree. We try to zoom in on them, but they can not be seen very well through the fog. They seem to be enjoying the tree burning.

Off in the distance a caw is heard, other than the crackle of the tree burning this is the only sound we hear and shortly after a bird flies into view, it circles around in the night sky before it lands next to them. Then rather odd like they look down at the bird and talk to it.

"Chaos Wrestling calls. It is time to start a new journey, one that has never been explored before. Our wrath will be felt by all there." Then the bird caws back to them as if it understands what they said.

Lightning strikes the night sky again as the picture goes black.

James Lars: So that was pretty cool!

Jennifer Lars: You can thank me for it.

James Lars: But one question. They have arrived? So when will we meet them.

The lights flicker scarring several children that were in attendance.

Jennifer Lars: Oh I'm thinking you'll be meeting them soon.

James Lars: I can't wait, seems to be some very unique individuals!

Jennifer Lars: Yeah, you can say that.

The Man With No Name

We go down into the dungeon and where we find Elhombresinnombre walking down the hallway. He's walking and shouting: "Oh Pedro!! Pedro!! It's time!" He continues walking as a backstage technician comes into view. ElHombresinnombre walks up to him.

"Hey Pedro, it's time. Time for a butt whipping! Let's do this!" ElHombresinnombre lifts up the guy whose half his size.

"I'm not Pedro!!"

He puts him down as the guy seems rather scared now. "What do you mean your not Pedro? You look like a Pedro!"

I'm not the Pedro you're looking for though, that Pedro is down there." The technician says pointing down the hallway. ElHombresinnombre looks behind the guy down the hallway and pats him on the shoulder. "I'm sorry Pedro." And he takes off down the hallway shouting: "PEDRO!! HEY PEDRO!!!"

Another guy comes into view, this one though we recognize right away as another newcomer to the company, Tyler Keenan. He comes walking out of his locker room and bumps into ElHombresinnombre. "PEDRO! It's about time mi amigo! Let's do this! Let's start off Episode 5!"

Tyler just looks at him all confused. "I'm sorry, what's your name?"

ElHombresinnombre: I don't have a name, you can call me ElHombresinnombre.

Tyler looks at him even more confused. "Wait... El Hombre Sin Nombre? The man without a name? But isn't that your name anyway beings that's what you call yourself?"

ElHombresinnombre: Listen Pedro, you and I have a match right here right now. You and I are going to set the stage for all these fans. So let's do this.

ElHombresinnombre grabs Tyler who simply rams his head into the wall. "I'm not sure you know who your talking to, but I'm not Pedro. He's probably already out in the ring waiting for you.

ElHombresinnombre rubs his head. "Well that wasn't very nice of you jack. You and me, we'll settle this at another time. Right now Pedro is waiting for me."

He stares at Tyler, who really doesn't seem fazed by him at all, then turns and proceeds down the hallway and towards the ring entrance.

James Lars: The man without a name is quite the character!

Jennifer Lars: Is he not all with it? This past week he was talking to a janitor and thinking he was you! And now he's thinking everyone in the dungeon is Pedro!

James Lars: I'm thinking the guy just likes to have a little fun doing what he's doing.

Jennifer Lars: Well let's hope he finds the right Pedro in the ring.

ElHombresinnombre vs Pedro Morte

(Kenny Wootton - Shock And Aww) Sounds in the Arena. The theme plays out with the children's cheers as El Hombre enters on the Shock and Aww line holding up above his head a hand held sign ready "Wrestling Is so Much Fun" which he holds up each time the line comes out on his entrance theme. El Hombre Sin Nombre turns around with his cape flowing behind him as he flings it back to show off his tights. Black with the patches of wrestling moves he can do, sown on like scout badges. El Hombre holds up the sign again as the Wrestling Fun line comes in, pointing at it before stomping down like a sumo as he feels the grate of the ramp and shoots the crowd a look. The cameraman filming from over his right shoulder as he gives a thumbs up and takes off up the ramp to slide in and roll onto his head and kip up onto his feet from a headstand. El Hombre spreads his cape out to read Wrestling is So Much Fun as he undoes the tie around his neck and folds it up and hands it to the acting official. El Hombre runs into the ropes and grabs hold of them holding them in a spider like grip as he slips out to the apron and shoots the fans nearby a thumbs up and gets a cheer section going before standing back in into the ring by a simply jump over the ropes.

He walks up to Caden who awaits his opponent.

"Finally Pedro, I have found you! You killed my father! Prepare to die!"

Caden is absolutely clueless as to what El Hombre is getting at as :"Hey. Mr. Superstar""I'll do anything for you""I'm your number one fan"A sudden stop to the beat occurs as the plain white tee, black pant wearing Pedro Morte appears from behind the curtain. Marilyn Manson's chorus to Target Audience breaks in. He stands and starts a stare at the ring with The queen of elegance at his side. Pedro starts a straight walk to the ring, keeping the audience in mind as he extends his arms for contact. As he reaches the ropes, he hops upon the apron and steps through the middle rope, already prepared for what's about to happen. The theme comes to an end as Pedro retreats to a turnbuckle corner to rest his foot on the middle rope to check his boots, and to consult with Ravin Sawyer, who remains on the outside floor area.

Pedro walks up to El Hombre and they lock up. El Hombre puts Pedro into a headlock, but Pedro backs him up into the corner and connects with elbows to the face. El Hombre releases the hold, Pedro walks out and he gets bulldogged to the mat. El Hombre gets up to his feet and celebrates to the crowd. Pedro up to his feet. El Hombre turns around right into a knife edge chop by Pedro. Pedro connects with another, only to get an uppercut by El Hombre, rocking him a bit. El Hombre winds up and connects with another uppercut, sending Pedro down to the mat. El Hombre goes to the ropes and jumps off the top into a summersault plancha, but Pedro gets his knees up and right into the wind basket of El Hombre.

Pedro gets up to his feet and pulls El Hombre up to his by the mask, he connects with a knee to the midsection, followed by another, El Hombre keels over and Pedro connects with a knee to the face, sending El Hombre down to the mat. Pedro then connects with a jumping double stomp onto the chest of El Hombre, knocking the wind out of him again. The crowd boos as he climbs up to the top turnbuckle, he looks down at the downed El Hombre and jumps off into a flying double stomp, but El Hombre rolls out of the way and Pedro tumbles to the mat. El Hombre gets up to his feet as Pedro gets up to his as well. El Hombre connects with a drop kick sendng Pedro into the ropes. El Hombre comes charging in but Pedro back drops him over the top rope, he lands on the apren. Pedro connects with a shoulder thrust through the ropes then brings El Hombres neck down across the top rope and flings him down to the outside.

Pedro climbs up to the top turnbuckle as El Hombre gets up to his feet. Moonsault! But El Hombre moves and Pedro lands in nothing but sand. El Hombre picks him up and Pedro spits out a mouthful of sand into El Hombre's face, but with the face mask on it does nothing but distract him, giving Pedro the opportunity to throw El Hombre back inside the ring. Pedro slides in right behind him. El Hombre connects with a series of punches and then follows that up with a big suplex. Pedro arches his back as El Hombre pulls him up to his feet again and connects with a standing Enzuigiri. Pedro goes down. El Hombre gets up to his feet as the fans cheer. He walks around the ring taking it all in and then goes to pin Pedro.

NO! Pedro kicked out! El Hombre pulls him up to his feet only to get a series of knife edge chops, followed by a big forearm elbow shot. He then connects with a front face ddt. Pedro slowly gets up to his feet and patiently waits for El Hombre to get to his. HOLLYWOOD LANDING (Styles Clash) He then goes for the pin.

Caden raises Pedro's hand in victory.

James Lars: Pedro Morte with an impressive victory to start out his career here in the desert.

Jennifer Lars: El Hombre put on quite the show as well, I'm sure this guy will have a bright future with us despite this early loss here.

James Lars: Most definately champion material at some point.

Jennifer Lars: If Pedro keeps this up he may have a title around his waist soon too, and speaking of titles.

James Lars: Don't get me started. I'll address that later. Right now I'm getting word that our Chaos Champion has just arrived.

The Face Of The Company

We go immediatly to outside the warehouse. A black limo pulls up with the Chaos Wrestling logo on the side of it. The back door opens and out steps Johnny Evil and Dahlia, the belt strapped over Johnny Evil's shoulder. They seem to be in the middle of a conversation as they walk into the building.

Johnny Evil: He's here. I know he is.

Dahlia: He's not Johnny, he's got a match in 4CW. He's not going to be here.

Johnny Evil: Why would he do this? Why would he win the title then and leave with it and never come back!?

Dahlia: The guy is a egotistical backstabbing douchebag. Forget about him Johnny, he's the Lars' problem now.

Johnny Evil: No, you don't understand, Dahlia! I brought him in here. I brought him in to help me out with Focus and he wins the Mayhem title and basically steals it away from Chaos Wrestling! You know how that makes me look!?

They make their way down into the dungeon and proceed down towards their locker room.

Dahlia: It's not going to do anything to your image, Johnny. You are the Chaos Champion! And at Carnage, you'll be defending that title against Al Nova, you partner tonight. Jason Cashe is done. Gone. He's a no body. Forget about him.

Johnny Evil: I can't. He was a friend.

Dahlia: A friend that leaves town and doesn't say goodbye? He never cared about you Johnny, don't let him fool you. He didn't help you get me back. Focus let me go.

Johnny Evil stops in his tracks and turns and looks at her. He doesn't say a word, but just looks at her like he's trying to understand something about her.

Johnny Evil: Why did he?

Dahlia: Who? What?

Johnny: Focus. Why did he let you go?

Dahlia: I don't know. Again, that is the past. Don't worry about it. You face him and Jackson tonight. Finish him off and let's move on.

Johnny Evil: I will, but first I got something that I need to do first.

He smiles at her and adjusts his title before grabbing her by the arm and walking with her down the hallway.

James Lars: Johnny Evil seems to have a lot on his mind tonight. A different side of Evil than what we are accustomed to.

Jennifer Lars: He's a different man now. He's our Chaos Champion. There is going to be more on his plate than ever before.

James Lars: And I'm not giving him any rest either after that brutal match at Origins. He's partnered up with the number one contender against his arch nemesis Focus and Jackson Santee.

Jennifer Lars: The odds are definately stacked against him, I think he probably won't be walking away in one piece after tonight with those three in the ring with him tonight.

James Lars: And speaking of tag team partners, I hear Chris Mosh and his partner have something cooking in Mosh's locker room right now.

Have some!

Down in the Dungeon and into the locker room of Chris Mosh, we find Chris with a grill in his locker room. How and where he found a grill is beyond us. He is grilling up some steak and next to him is a cooler of beer. His door is open as he grills, letting the smell of the steak flow freely from his room. Tyler Keenan comes walking into view and stops at the door, he looks in and has a look of disappointment on his face. He walks in a little irked by what he sees.

Tyler Keenan: What are you doing?

Chris Mosh: I'm grilling some fine steak up, bro! Want some?

Tyler Keenan: Seriously? Eatting before our match? Please tell me this is a joke right?

Chris Mosh: No joke. People take wrestling too seriously! I'm simply trying to get everyone to have a good time! How do you want your steak?

Tyler Keenan: You know what, just forget it. Just be ready for our match. I'm not going to lose my first match here because of you and your partying.

Tyler turns and walks out of the room, leaving Chris Mosh to his grilling. He begins whistling. It's quite obvious he's having a good time. Then someone else appears in the door way, Chris looks up at him.

Chris Mosh: Hey Jackson! Come have some!

Jackson doesn't say anything but simply walks in, smelling the room as he does.

Chris Mosh: What kind of steak do you want?

Jackson Santee: Surprise me...

Jackson says in a low tone. He just looks at Chris as if he's trying to figure out this guy.

Chris Mosh: How do you want it?

Jackson Santee: Rare....

Chris looks up at Jackson, it seems he's never heard of someone asking for a rare steak before.

Chris: Rare?

Jackson Santee: Rare...

Chris grabs a nice t-bone and hands it to Jackson. Chris looks at him cautiously as Jackson takes the steak and looks at it, he then all of a sudden slaps Chris across the face with it, leaving a blood trail on his cheek. This takes Chris by surprise, but Jackson doesn't stop there. He grabs Chris by the head and slams it down on the hot grate of the grill. It sizzles a bit before Chris pulls up and connects with a right uppercut on Jackson sending him back a couple steps. Chris holds his face in pain as Jackson just looks at him with a smirk. Jackson leaves the room.

Chris Mosh: Medic!!

Chris goes back to grilling as he waits for the medics to arrive.

Jennifer Lars: Chris just got his face grilled! Oh my god!

James Lars: And with that Tyler's fear maybe coming true! His partner may not be able to help him in the match tonight!

Jennifer Lars: What are you going to do about Jackson now? His antics really need to stop.

James Lars: You know what? I think I have just the thing. At Carnage, Jackson Santee will face Chris Mosh in a Dungeon of Doom match.

Jennifer Lars: Seriously? It's perfect!

James Lars: It is, a match so brutal that someone may not be walking out of it alive. A match far worse than the Chaos Cage match.

Jennifer Lars: A cage filled with weapons and the only way to win is to keep your opponent down for a ten count. No escaping either.

James Lars: Exactly. Like I said, someone may not walk out of that match. And if Jackson Santee wants to play these games, then it's time we bring the games to him.

Mista Hollywood

Down in the Dungeon we find newcomer Pedro Morte and Ravin walking out of their locker room and on their way out. Their talking and laughing. Having a good time after his win earlier tonight. As they make their way to the exit, they are met by Jared Jet, in his Eagles uniform. They stop.

Jared Jet: You must be the famous Pedro Morte? (Jared says looking at Pedro and then at Ravin, who he seems to have just notice.) "And you must be Mrs. Morte?

Pedro Morte: You can call me Mista Hollywood and she... (Ravin wraps herself around him and places her hands on his chest) is way out of your league pal.

Jared Jet: Please, I have my own Ms. Touchdown. I don't need to buy my women. My skills attract women to me.

Pedro Morte: Ohhh I remember you now. The jock. Listen buddy, a little bit of advice, don't start shit if you can't back it up.

Jared Jet: I should be Chaos Champion pal, I can dish it out with the best here in Chaos, while you are wrestling the likes of a masked luchador. Something that is high on the accomplishment list. I have championships that you can only dream of.

Jared looks over at Ravin who has a look of shock on her face. She pats him on the chest and backs away. Pedro stands in front of Jared.

Pedro Morte: I'm going to just forget you said that. And I'm going to give you a minute to get out of my way and just walk away.

Jared Jet: You honestly think your someone just because you are Mista Hollywood? Guess what pal, a nickname doesn't mean much around here. You're not a hollywood star, or a celebrity, and you most definatly are not a threat to me. I have tackled four men at one time, I have done things that are unimaginable. What have you done? Beat some luchador?

Pedro stands nose to nose to him, breathing on him. He gives him a shove in the chest, pushing him back into the wall.

Pedro Morte: I'm pretty sure you don't want to test me. I've faced competiton that puts you to shame and have beaten them. I'm a main eventor something I've noticed you have yet to accomplish here. Stop complaining about getting screwed out of winning the title and tackle your way to winning it. Or you can just sit back and watch others do what you can't. And that is become a champion.

Pedro grabs Ravin by the hand and they walk out of the warehouse. Jared just glares at them as they walk out.

James Lars: Some heated words there by the newcomer and the athlete.

Jennifer Lars: Pedro really wanted to knock some sense into Jared there. I wonder though why he didn't.

James Lars: I think it's because he knows that now isn't the time or place. Saving it for another time is a wise choice.

Jennifer Lars: DId you see that look that Jared gave them though? I'm guessing Jared isn't going to drop this.

James Lars: I'm hoping he doesn't I'd like to see where it goes.

Jennifer Lars: Now it's that point in our show for our next match, the big fatal four way match.

James Lars: You mean the one where I get to fire anyone that I feel isn't cutting it?

Jennifer Lars: Yeah, that's the match. But why fire them when you know we need a solid group of wrestlers?

James Lars: There's nothing solid about a group that doesn't entertain the fans.

Jennifer Lars: True.

Gabriel Sire vs Samuel Amos vs Jakob Adder vs Danny Wheeler

The Lights throughout the entire Chaos Wrestling arena dim simultaneously on out throughout the entire arena as it plunges into darkness “Absolution (Remix Version)" by Ryan Taubert begins to blare on out of the sound system across the arena. As it does a white strobe light flickers on and can be seen throughout the arena as if on cue, out of nowhere “The Destroyer of Worlds” Gabriel Sire appears and can be seen swinging around to face the fans as a devilish Cheshire cat like grin can be seen on Sire's face.

Sire paces the entrance isle, left to right as he does the fans of Chaos Wrestling can be heard giving him nothing but disapproval and disdain as he steps out into entrance isle as various chants of "You Suck" can be heard along with various Jeers, and boo’s, before finally retaking center stage.

Sire slowly walks down the entrance isle, as he does he stands in the center of the isle, as the white strobe light turns to a solid white piercing light which can be seen shinning down upon him and illuminating his figure which can be seen being illuminating under the light as he stands in the entrance isle looking out into the darkness that surrounds them for a few seconds. Gabriel soaks in boo’s and jeers, and chants of disdain from the fans. His eyes burn with intensity, and hatred towards those booing him, his body pounding with adrenaline and blood lust on his mind as he makes his way down to the ring.

Sire slowly walks on down the isle, once at ringside he walks around to the steel steps and slowly walks on up them, before entering the ring finally. Once inside the ring he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and throws out his arms ((Viva Randy Orton)) as he continues to soak in the jeers, and remarks of disdain from the fans at ringside and those that can be heard throughout the arena being shown toward him as he waits for his opponent to come on out from behind the black curtain to do battle.

The heavy bass drum rhythm of Bullet for my Valentine plays over the Arena PA system and Samuel Amos emerges to a heavy chorus of boos. Keeping his head down, he makes his way to the ring without paying too much attention to what the fans have to say. He smacks his head a few times with a closed fist before entering the ring.

:"Feel Good" by Kash'd Out hits the PA System. From behind the curtain spins Jakob Adder, a huge smile on his face while he's spinning round n round. He pauses on the stage to get down on one knee. He cups his hands and lowers his head, before popping up with his arms in the air. The fans cheer as Jakob runs down the aisle and slides into the ring. He twirls a few times in the ring with a huge smile on his face

"Blue Orchard" By White Stripes plays as Danny Wheeler makes his way to the ring.

The match begins with all four opponents in their respective corners.

James Lars: You know what? I've seen enough.

James grabs a mic as all four men lock up in the middle of the ring. He taps the mic to get their attention. They stop and look down at him.

James Lars: You know what, this match was for me to decide just how many of you stay, but I've already seen enough.

They all look at each other, confused.

James Lars: You're all fired!

They all are irrate but James Lars and Jenny will have nothing of it.

Jennifer Lars: Security, get these men out of here!

Four security gaurds come to the ring as the men in the ring watch them approach.

James Lars: If you fail to leave with them, you will be prosecuted for failure to leave my premises!

The security gaurds enter the ring and they escort the men out, they reluctantly walk down the left ramp and down into the dungeon.

James Lars: The more I thought about it before the match started the more I realized that no matter who won, or who performed, they were only doing this to keep their jobs. These fans really didn't care for them anymore.

Jennifer Lars: True, and find it funny that I was expecting of all those members that, Danny Wheeler would be the one to entertain the fans, and they just weren't behind him at all.

James Lars: Nope, not at all. And he's gone.

Jennifer Lars: And their gone just like our new Mayhem Champion.

James Lars: I told you to shut up about that.

Jennifer Lars: You might as well bring it up. People know about it, but they want to know what you're going to do about it.

James Lars: I have something in motion.

Jennifer Lars: Well let's show the fans what we are talking about and what happened.

Gone.

The Chaos logo appears on a back wall as the scene opens to what appears to be a small Press Conference. You can see a few Wrestling and Sports Magazine Journalists standing down in front of the stage where a long table is setup with a Podium in the center. Finally from behind the stage comes James Lars, Owner of Chaos Wrestling and he nods and greets a few of the journalists as he approaches the podium.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we will bring out the New Champions here in Chaos Wrestling. They will speak some and then we will take questions. Please give a round of applause for Jason Cashe and Johnny Evil, our Mayhem and Chaos Champions!"

Clapping as he turns to the right, cameras begin flashing as pictures are taken. First appears Jason Cashe and the Mayhem Championship sits draped over his shoulder as he takes a seat at the table. James Lars looks confused and nods over at Cashe wondering where the Chaos Champion was at.

"Where is Evil?"

Cashe, just shrugging in response has no microphone nearby to give a verbal answer. Lars looks out at the media who have come to ask questions, give Chaos some publicity but he seems a bit nervous at the missing Champion.

"Well then I guess we only have Jason Cashe here for the time being. Let's go a head and get started..."

Grabbing some index cards, James Lars stays at the podium as he gets ready to introduce the first new Champion.

"Tonight we are here to celebrate the first Champions of Chaos Wrestling. This is a dream of mine to have a place that stands alone in unique style and creativity and I believe so far, we've done this here in Chaos. With the site of our Base to the matches we have had, we are trying to establish our names as the definition of different. Not the same trends and copies you see every which way you turn your head but our own originality."

Slightly turning towards Cashe, Lars points over and again cameras flash as the Mayhem Champion smiles small and nods to those in the room as Lars goes into the Champion.

"When Jason Cashe was looking for a place to compete, I thought it would be a long shot that he'd give something new, something so young a shot at filling that need. Decorated in the years he has competed, he is known in many sides of the world as a tough Sonofabitch and I knew Chaos could prosper from that! That long shot happened, he came in not only because of the money but because he got along with Johnny Evil and the transition just worked. Not once since he arrived did he ask to be involved in a Title match, he just wanted to work. As an owner, you can't ask for better talent than those willing to work instead of asking for hand outs in a new promotion!"

Changing index cards, James Lars turns and looks to see if Johnny Evil has arrived yet as the Event Manager shakes his head no at the Owner staring with concern. Clearing his throat, Lars goes back to moving things along.

"His work ethic was why he was placed in the Elimination Tournament turned Ironman Match at "Origins". He had just competed in 4 Corners Wrestling in a Fatal Fourway Ironman Match and part of me knew he wanted some form of redemption so he was happy to say the least when he seen the new card up. Now fast forward to today and he not only won his Tournament match but went on to win the whole match and is NOW the NEW and FIRST Chaos Wrestling Mayhem Champion! I give you...Jason Cashe!!"

The whole room begins clapping as James Lars steps back and Jason Cashe gets up from his seated position and moves over to the Podium. Cashe removes the Mayhem Championship and shoves it into Lars' gut, not even asking him to hold it first.

"Yeeeeeeeeoooooo!" He says leaning ever so slightly towards the microphone.

"So I'm here to talk about being the Mayhem Champion. That's the gig I was asked to fill and here I am. I didn't prepare a speech or anything on what it means to be a Champion. I have done it over and over again and while a few are higher valued to me personally, I won't bore anyone with the "feelings" on what it means to be a Champion. I AM a Champion with or without a belt to label me as such. I've proved that time and time again. What I will talk about is how from day one I've said that I didn't come to Chaos to win titles. Coming to a new spot like this, you get peons like Focus or Santee who are more bark than bite. Why seek to be a Champion over the likes of them when even if they had the Title, I could sneeze and fart and beat them both? It's not value to just HAVE a belt, to be a Champion. No...It's only of value when you are a Champion and DEFEND it against the best around."

As he turns and grabs the Mayhem Championship back from James Lars, Jason Cashe is interrupted by a Reporter in the crowd.

"Cashe! Cashe! So does that mean you don't value the Mayhem Championship? How do you feel about Chaos as far as talent on the roster goes because this might be the biggest "Easy Button" you've had in your career and on Twitter you have spoken out against those seeking that very thing...Care to comment?"

Lars raises his hand to comment on the Reporter asking questions before the new Champion has finished his speech but Cashe cuts him off. Waving down Lars, Cashe nods and slaps his own chest before speaking.

"I got this Lars!"

Looking out to find the Reporter who spoke out, Cashe finds him and nods before answering his question or questions.

"Do I hold Value over this belt right here?" Holding up the Mayhem Championship, he shows it to the crowd.

"To answer your question....No...I don't hold this with much value at all."A few reporters gasp as Jason Cashe tosses the Mayhem Championship to the side like it was garbage. James Lars doesn't flinch as if he knows what is happening next, a grinning smile fills his face as he reaches down and picks up a box that looks like a Sniper Rifle Case but thicker. He places it across the Podium in front of Jason Cashe and pats him on the back shoulder."That was a Title meant for peons. Meant for people like Focus or Santee or anyone else who TRIED but FAILED at defeating me and taking the prize for themselves. No, you see for me? I wanted something more if I'm going to put MY NAME, MY REPUTATION on the line to not just defend it but CARRY it period. So with that said..."He unlocks the case and lifts the lid. From it, he removes a new belt, one customized to fit his liking and his purpose for the Title. He holds it up for the cameras and media to see and take pictures of.

"To me Mayhem doesn't mean Hardcore or Extreme and I know that's what this Title looks like it represents. No, no, not at all what this baby means! Mayhem is a violence that doesn't NEED weapons to make someone bloody! Mayhem is pain, it's hurting someone no matter if it's by the hands on your wrists or the surface you smash someone into. Mayhem represents the kind of competitor I am and have been. Someone who doesn't take pity on anyone inside that ring. It means that I bring Mayhem the very MOMENT the bell rings and it doesn't stop until I make the opponent unable to continue. THAT is Mayhem and THAT is what this Title now represents. Now as for this Chaos Roster? Heh..."

"HOLD IT!! Wait just a god damn minute!!"

Everyone's head turns as a curly haired man comes rushing up onto the stage. A few reporters call out his name and Jason Cashe instantly knows the man as Perry Wallace. The owner of 4 Corners Wrestling where Jason Cashe has been competiting for the last year plus. Stopping next to Cashe, Wallace slaps down a folder onto the podium before offering Cashe a pen.

"What the hell man? You see me in the middle of a Press Conference! What are you even doing here?"

"Tidus told me you'd be here and him and I finally came to an agreement. Everything you asked for and what he wanted as well. All of it...just sign it!"

Offering the pen, Cashe looks down at it before turning his attention to the folder on the podium. The reporter who had spoken out before, once again makes his presence known.

"What is it you want him to sign?"

Smiling, Cashe begins nodding as he snatches the pen from Perry Wallace. Opening the folder, he begins looking at the details, more scanning over them than reading each line but the jist of it is exactly what he wanted and more. Cashe leans forward to sign but then stops. Looking at Wallace, Cashe turns back and gives James Lars a long stare..The Chaos Owner motions like he'd like to know what was going on. Cashe turns back to the podium and signs a few times on a few pages before shutting the folder. Wallace is smiling so big, his whole mouth of teeth are showing as he begins to dance a jig on stage.

"What was that question? You wanted to know what I just signed? Lars back here seems to want that answer too! Looks like the introduction of the new Mayhem Championship wasn't the only Announcement being made here tonight. Now I am officially EXCLUSIVE to 4CW..."

"WHAAAAAAT!?!"

James Lars erupts with a loud shock. The Reporters stick microphones closer to the stage as the questions come pouring in by different people. You can't hear many of them clearly but Cashe isn't listening for more questions as he holds up a hand to calm things down.

"What does that mean for the Mayhem Championship one might wonder? I'll gladly defend it...IF Lars can get permission from Perry Wallace here...He will handle any and all bookings in cooperation with my Agent, Tidus Howe."

"Then I hearby strip you of the Titl--" Lars says it as he goes to grab the new Mayhem Championship from Cashe's shoulder. Cashe shoves him back with a stiff arm to the chest.

"I think NOT Lars Bars!! I won this Title, I beat all you've thrown in my path other than Johnny Evil and he's not even fucking HERE right now!! You want to take this belt from me? Go a head...take it! That's the ONLY way I'm handing this belt over. Strip me of the status in Chaos if you want but this baby here? It stays right where it lays now. On my shoulder...Talk to Wallace if you want me in a Chaos ring again, I'm OUT!"

Wallace bouncing in place, watches James Lars as Jason Cashe and HIS Mayhem Championship leave the stage. Lars approaches Wallace and the two are so close, they could kiss and hug as they whisper back and forth. The cameras in the room flash repeatedly as the scene ends.

James Lars: As you can tell, I was completely blind sided by that.

Jennifer Lars: Can he do that?

James Lars: He signed contract per appearance with us, he could sign a full time contract with any company he wanted. I tried, but he felt that he was too much of a pussy to sign one with us.

Jennifer Lars: Hey now watch what you say!

James Lars: No, I'm fucking pissed. I've been on the phone all week trying to contact 4CW about getting him to appear on next weeks Anarchy, but even their people won't even answer my phone calls. I've heard rumors of that company stealing wrestlers away from other companies, but I didn't believe it. I guess it's true.

Jennifer Lars: And what are you going to do about the Mayhem Title?

James Lars: Oh I have the title. He threw the title away, and I kept it. That title he presented to himself during that conference was a title he felt the need to make for himself. I never paid a dime for that piece of shit. So we still have the Mayhem Title, he can keep the title of being called Mayhem Champion though, but he will not have any affiliation with us moving forward, not until he and 4CW return my phone calls. Until then we move on. I'm not going to allow a toothless ungroomed cave man ruin what we have going on here.

Jennifer Lars: So what are you going to do?

James Lars: I have another title that I have been itching to bring out.

Jennifer Lars: What title is that?

James Lars: The Bedlam title. And we are only going to have two titles still. So if Mr. Cashe decides to return. Not only will he have to kiss my feet to get his job back, but he will have to earn the right once more to get another title shot, and trust me, he's going to have to really earn it. I'm not going to just give him another title shot only to skip town with it if he wins it again.

Jennifer Lars: How are you going to decide the Bedlam Champion?

James Lars: At Carnage, two individuals that I trust and have faith in that will represent us as the Bedlam Champion will square off for that title. Just who will those two individuals be will be decided based on their actions before Carnage.

Jennifer Lars: I agree with you there. Well now that that's out there, speaking of Title matches, our number one contender for the Chaos Title has asked for some time here. And he's waiting down in the dungeon with Caden right now.

True Evil

We find Caden with Al Nova in front of a poster of Johnny Evil holding the Chaos Title. Al Nova is currently writting on the poster and as he finishes he moves back and we find that he has written "I'm the fake Chaos Champion" which we take as a jab at the 'face of Chaos' He stands back and looks at Caden and grins.

Al Nova: That's what I and everyone else here thinks of your precious Chaos Champion, Lars!

Caden: Listen Al, I was there, he won the title when he gained possesion of it outside the cage.

Al Nova: Technicallity on the fact that he stripped it out of my hands. The fact is, he didn't win that title fair and square. He didn't exit that cage with it in his possession.

Caden: I don't make the rules, I just enforce them during the match. Whoever has possession of the title upon exiting the cage, wins. Neither of you had possession at the time you were speared through the door. And you both had possession at the same time. He was the last man standing so to speak with it in his grasp.

Al Nova: It's all technicalities. We should rightfully be co-champions and you know it! And your parents know it!

Caden: You know it is what it is, and I know my dad, and right now he is telling you that if you want to be champion, then do something about it at Carnage!

Al Nova: Caden, I'm not going to wait til Carnage. I'm challenging Johnny Evil to a rematch next week!

Caden: I don't think that's how it works Al.

???: It's not!

We turn to the voice behind us to find the Champion himself, Johnny Evil. Al looks at him, ready to fight.

Johnny Evil: Easy there Barney. The Chaos Champion, which may I remind you is the face of this company, which is me! (He says patting the title that rests around his shoulder.) Is only obligated to defend it at the Supershows. So you are going to have to wait til Carnage to get a shot at this title. (He smirks.) And may I remind you, that I am the face of this company. I didn't skip ship at the first chance like someone else we know.

Al Nova: Ok, I get it. Abiding by the rules. But a challenge is a challenge and if you're declining a challenge then I take that then that you are a yellow belly coward! (Al says with a grin)

Johnny Evil: Not a coward at all, I'm not a stupid man. You're my tag team parner tonight. If you know now that you have a shot at my title in two weeks, I'm not giving you the chance to attack me and gain an advantage over me.

Al Nova: I would not do a thing like that, unlike the true evil that you are, I wouldn't feel like a champion if I did that. Just like I would have no issue defending the title against you if I won it in a tug of war.

Johnny Evil: That's the difference between you and my Barney. I don't care what you would do, what you think of me or what anyone thinks. I'm the face of this company. I will only defend the title when I need to. So you are just going to have to wait.

(Johnny says as he gets in Al Nova's face, their nose are touching each other and their eyes are locked in. You can sense the hatred between the two men.)

Caden: Men, I would save your anamosity towards each other for in the ring, as you two are facing some opponents that you both are familiar with. You don't want to let this cause you two to take the fall, especially you Evil. You have quite an impressive winning streak going.

Al Nova: Who cares about his winning streak. It's going to come to an end when I defeat him for that title. (Al says as he points to the title.)

Johnny Evil: Dream on kid. Dream on.

Johnny had enough of the kid and turns and proceeds to walk away

Al Nova: I'm sure glad you can sleep well at night knowing that you didn't win that title fair and square.

Johnny Evil: I can, thanks!

Evil says as he continues walking away. Al Nova just shakes his head in disgust and turns and walks away himself.

Caden: I'm thinking these two aren't going to wait til Carnage. (Caden says looking into the camera, we then go back to ringside.)

James Lars: We didn't think the cage was going to be big enough for five at Origins, I don't think it's going to be able to contain these two.

Jennifer Lars: So why don't you have them face each other in two weeks then, let them settle this.

James Lars: No. This is Chaos Wrestling after all. I'm all about making thing interesting. They'll wait til Carnage, I'll make sure of that, but I'm going to throw a potential twist into it.

Jennifer Lars: What kind of twist is that?

James Lars: In two weeks, Episode 6, Al Nova will face Jared Jet, and if Jared Jet wins, Jared will also get a rematch against Johnny Evil at Carnage for the Chaos Title. However that match will have a special guest referee.

Jennifer Lars: Who??

James Lars: Me!

Jennifer Lars: What? Why?

James Lars: Simple. To make sure it is fair. Caden is doing a fine job, but if they are upset because things were unfair with the Chaos Cage match ending. I'm going to referee their match and Caden will take my spot here next to his mom.

Jennifer Lars: What are you up to?

James Lars: Why would you say something like that? I'm not up to anything. I'm being serious. I'm being a proper owner, that's what I'm doing!

Jennifer Lars: Because I know you!

James Lars: I'm serious. Let's just move on to our next match, tag team match between Jared Jet and Ethan Evans taking on Tyler Keenan and Chris Mosh. This should be a good match I think.

Jennifer Lars: True. Both sides have a lot to prove tonight.

Ethan Evans/Jared Jet vs Chris Mosh/Tyler Keenan

(Eagles Pep Band - Fly Eagles Fly) Sounds in the Arena Jared Jet comes out carrying a pigskin as he slams it against his hand. Jet walks down to the ring. Jared enters the ring and throws the pigskin into the crowd

*Chris Mosh comes out of the tunnel walking out backwards with a purple hood on with Mosh on the back in pink as he is fist pumping to the beat of his entrance music. He turns around as the camera zoom in as he is smirking with his pink sunglasses on. He continues to walk to the ring pumping his fist as he gets to the steps and points to all the fans in the balcony as he walks up the steps and jumps over the ropes. He then takes off his sunglasses as he looks at the camera giving it his smirks and then winking*

As soon as his entrance theme begins to play, Tyler wanders out onto the stage with a cocky grin on his face, pointing to members in the crowd as a mockery of the 'good guys' in wrestling. He then quickly removes his zebra-print sunglasses off of his face, before giving them to the nearest member of the crowd whether they want them or not. Keenan smiles cockily as he struts down to the ring with a confident swagger, and then slides into the ring underneath the bottom rope and sits on the ring mat, before using the ring ropes to pull himself up. Keenan then parades himself around the ring with a strut, holding his arms and saying inaudible things to people in the crowd before laughing to himself.

Jared Jet doesn't even let Ethan Evans a chance to start for their team, he just takes the lead. While Chris Mosh starts out for his. The two men lock up in the middle of the ring. Jared Jet connects with a monster knee to the midsection. Chris quickly gets up to his feet and Jared Jet sends him back down with a monster clothesline. Chris Mosh again gets up to his feet. Jared goes for another clothesline, but Chris ducks under it. Jared connects with an elbow to his face, stunning Chris. Tyler asks for the tag, but before Chris could make his way over, Jared grabs him and drops an elbow down across the back. Chris rolls to the ropes. Jared grabs him and pulls him up to his feet. Jared sets him up for a suplex, but Chris out of desperation reverses it into a belly to belly suplex, landing Jared on the top rope and he takes a bounce inside the ring. Chris struggles to his feet and hops his way over to the other side and tags in Tyler.

Tyler hops in the ring as Jared makes his way up to his feet, holding his midsection. Tyler grabs him and connects with a double knee back breaker. Jared hits the mat arching his back. Ethan shouts for his partner to tag him in. On the other side, Chris pulls out a beer and another which he offers to James and James waves it off. In the ring Tyler locks in a triangle arm choke hold on Jared. Tyler locks it in as Jared goes to reach for the ropes but can't quite get there. Realizing his partner is in trouble, Ethan comes in and drops a boot to Tylers face to get the hold released. Caden demands Ethan back to his corner. Tyler helps Jared up to his feet, he whips him off to the other side. SACK by Jared Jet out of no where. He goes for the cover. Ethan looks on in shock.

Chris Mosh makes the save with the beer in his hands.

Chris makes his way back to the corner. Jared pulls Tyler up to his feet, only to get a series of rights and lefts from Tyler, pushing Jared back into his corner where Ethan slaps him on the shoulders for the tag. Ethan leaps off the top turbuckle for a flying clothesline on Tyler, sending him down to the mat. Jared pissed, goes back out to his corner. Ethan grabs Tyler and pulls him up to his feet and connects with a neckbreaker. Ethan waits as Tyler gets up to his feet and whips him into Tylers own corner where he crashes into Chris Mosh, causing him to spill his beer and knocking him off the corner. Ethan comes charging in with a big body splash. Followed by a reverse elbow to the face. Ethan grabs him before he falls. HIGH ODDS! (verticle suplex into bodyslam) He covers.

Jared enters the ring all pissed off. Caden raises their hands in victory.

James Lars: A nice victory by Ethan and Jared tonight.

Jennifer Lars: Jared looked a little irked that he was tagged out by Ethan there though.

James Lars: I think he was upset because he wanted to win this match for the team.

Jennifer Lars: Ethan won it, should it really matter who won it, really?

James Lars: To Jared it obviously does.

Jennifer Lars: Well it was really Chris Mosh who lost it for his team though.

James Lars: How?

Jennifer Lars: He was busy drinking his beer and wasn't paying attention. He costed his team the match.

James Lars: That's just minor details! Come on!

Jennifer Lars: You only like him because he offers you beer!

James Lars: Are you jealous?

Jennifer Lars: Are you kidding?

We Are Here

The lights go out in the arena as James and Jennifer were talking and getting ready to announce the next match. They stay off for a minute when the screen above lights up.

James Lars: What is this?

Jennifer Lars: You'll see!

We are Coming....We are Coming.....We are Coming....We are Here

This flashes on the screen with lightning audio as the camera does a very quick tour of the underground heading to an unknown room where we see a young woman located in the room, wearing checkered red shorts, cackling audio is heard as she lets out a smile, the room lit only by candle

Adriana: Hello and meet your secret ingredient of Chaos, meet Adriana, the First Woman to dare step into this underground promotion and fight. I dare, I have enjoyed teasing you all with my presence, my messages and I will keep this short and sweet...like me.

Adriana smiles and likes her upper lip, as she looks up for a sweet moment

Adriana: I have come to this desert to cause absolute chaos. Men are Simple, Woman are Complicated, Crazy, Chaotic...Hell have no Fury like a Woman Scorn....well it's time we put that to the test won't we....

Adriana lets out a cackle as something falls onto the candle lighting up the fire to cover Adriana completely and the room becomes dark, cold, as Adriana's eyes open and suddenly a small flicker lights the room, seemingly controlled by Adriana's finger as she moves it before blowing it out to send complete darkness.

The screen goes dark and the lights come back on.

James Lars: Whose locker room was that?

Jennifer Lars: I don't know!

James Lars: This is mind blowing! Our first female wrestler! You know what this means!?

Jennifer Lars: More will be coming!

James Lars: Exactly! I'm in trouble now! Was this your idea!?

Jennifer Lars: You know it!

James Lars: Wait, I'm getting word that something is going down with Ethan Evans....

We go down into the dungeon and quickly to Ethan Evan's locker room where we find him standing there looking at the wall. Where the words "Hell Have No Fury" written on it. The lights flicker causing Ethan Evans and the camera man to quickly leave the room.

James Lars: Well I think we have found her first target!

Jennifer Lars: And it seems he wants no part of her!

James Lars: Well should be interesting to see her career here in Chaos Wrestling.

Jennifer Lars: Right now it is time for our main event.

Focus/Jackson Santee vs Al Nova/ Johnny Evil

The lights go out and "Enter Sandman" plays. Focus comes out and he slowly walks to the ring, turning every direction as if he's watching for something before he enters the ring.

Seek and Destroy by Metallica plays, Jackson Santee comes out of the entrance and greets the crowd before entering the ring

Dragon Soul By Vic Migonga plays over the sound system as Al Nova emerges from the curtain wearing his white headband that flows as he walks out, coupled with a purple gi that is sleeveless. Al's hands are wrapped in white tape and he has on black wrestling boots. Al swings his fist up and thrusts it into the air where he holds it for a brief moment before he side steps down to the ring on the entrance ramp as lights flicker from dark to light purple, Al picks up speed and slides into the ring Al steps up from the ring mat and walks over to the nearby adjacent ring ropes which he climbs onto the second rope and once again thrusts his fist into the air before dismounting the ring ropes

Al Nova starts out for his side and Focus starts out for them. They meet in the middle of the ring and Focus connects with a series of vicious knife edge chops. Al goes to retaliate with some of his own but Focus simply knees him in the nuts and follows that up with a knee to the face. The fans boo. Al holds his nose as Focus grabs him by the hair and proceeds over to the corner where he rams his head into the turnbuckle ten times. After not stopping Johnny Evil heads on over causing Jackson to slide off the apren and approach Dahlia. Johnny sees this and quickly hops down and runs over to her. Focus smirks in the ring as does Jackson who heads back to his corner. In the ring, Al takes advantage of this distraction and hits a ddt on Focus. Evil up on the apren now, asks for the tag. Al grabs Focus and drags him over to the corner where he then tags in Johnny.

Jennifer Lars: I'm shocked that Al would tag in Johnny! Isn't he afraid of Johnny screwing him over.

James Lars: I actually think it's the other way around. Johnny is glad he got tagged, his winning streak is on the line!

Evil connects with a series of repeated stomps on the face of Focus. He then pulls him up to his feet and connects with a swinging neckbreaker. The crowd cheers, Evil looks up to the top turnbuckle and looks back down at Focus and climbs to the top. He stands and goes for a 630 senton, but Focus rolls out of the way and Evil hits nothing but mat. Focus quickly crawls to his corner and tags in Jackson Santee. Jackson climbs up to the top turnbuckle as Evil gets up to his feet. Jackson leaps off and sends Evil down to the mat with a flying drop kick. The crowd boos. Evil leans up against the ropes, Jackson comes over and puts a boot to his throat, choking him out. Caden counts to three to release the hold. Evil pulls himself up using the ropes, coughing as he does. Al Nova reaches for the tag and Evil quickly dives and tags himself out.

Jennifer Lars: Typical Jackson and Focus, cheating to win.

James Lars: They haven't won yet!

Al Nova comes in and connects with a series of knife edge chops, only to get some rights and lefts in exchange from Jackson. Al grabs him and whips him into the corner. Al shouts: RAGING BUFFALO CRASH and hits the running rolling senton into the corner. Al then grabs him and connects with a suplex, sending him crashing in the middle of the ring. POUNCING DRAGON shouts AL and hits the double foot stomp on Jacksons chest. Al then drags Jackson over to the corner and tags in Johnny. Focus uses this opportunity and slowly makes his way around the ring to where Dahlia is. Johnny has Jackson and hits a powerbomb lungblower. Dahlia walks around the ring, trying to keep her distance away from Focus. Johnny finally sees him and hits a baseball slide on Johnny, sending him crashing into the security rail.

Jennifer Lars: Focus tried to distract Johnny Evil there and it worked.!

James Lars: You know the funny thing is I don't think he's actually interested in Dahlia anymore, this is all mind games!

Jennifer Lars: It always is with him!

Johnny quickly slides back in the ring as Jackson Santee is up on his feet. Johnny grabs him and hits a Joker Driver. He covers him.

NO! Jackson kicks out. Johnny up to his feet and backs up as he waits for Jackson to get up to his feet. He leans into the corner where AL tags himself in and leaps over the top rope. Johnny shoves him and gets in his face, telling him that he's the Chaos Champion. Then all of a sudden Evil is slammed to the mat by Focus who pulled his feet from under him and he slides him out of the ring. Focus grabs him and whips him into the corner post. In the ring Al Nova attempts a clothesline on Jackson, who ducks it, he leaps off the ropes and as he bounces back Al sends him down with a tilt a whirl backbreaker. On the outside of the ring, Focus goes to ram Evil into the ringpost again, but instead Evil throws sand in his face, blinding him and grabs a lead pipe from under the ring and bashes him over the head with it.

Jennifer Lars: Now that is how you take care of business!

James Lars: Focus is not moving! He knocked him the fuck out!

In the ring Al shouts HURRICANE CRUSHER as he hits an airplane spin gutbuster. The crowd erupts. Al jumps up to the top turnbuckle as Johnny grabs Dahlia on the outside. ELBOW DROP OF DEATH! He shouts and Al hits his flying elbow drop from the top turnbuckle. He covers.

Caden raises his hand in victory. But he quickly pulls away and slides out of the ring. Johnny watches as he grabs the title at the announcers table. Evil goes to snatch it away, but AL quickly pulls back. Al raises the title and looks Johnny Evil square in the eyes. The fans cheer at Al Nova holding the title high.

James Lars: Evils win streak is still in tact thanks to Al Nova!

Jennifer Lars: Maybe so, but I think Al is telling Johnny Evil to enjoy being the champ because at Carnage he will not be!

Al lowers the title and folds it up. He looks at it as Johnny Evil carefully watches, he then hands the title back to Johnny who quickly grabs it, but AL does not let it go. Johnny looks at him in the eyes and Al Nova does not let his eyes off him. He release the title and Johnny Evil takes it and holds it up high. The crowd boos. Evil takes it and Dahlia and they storm off.

Al Nova climbs up to the top turnbuckle and raises his arms to the crowd to a loud cheer. The show ends with Al Nova celebrating in the ring.