'Twas the Fight Before X-Mas Kemper Arena Necropolis, MO

The camera pics up a limousine pulling up in front of the arena. Out if it step Jamie Woods (clad in a red suit with a green tie and no shirt, showing his chest, and with a bag under his arm) as well as H'Thak (also with a bag under his arm) and Nick Jones, clad in streetwear. There are also four lightly clad persons of the female persuasion. They enter the arena, Renegade-tron turning off. In the interior of the Arena, people are still finding their seats as Jamie comes out on the ramp, one of the girls still with him. He grabs the microphone and screams. "Hello you!" He gets a decent response. Awaiting the rest of the crowd, he tells a couple of jokes, getting a decent response. As people are basically thru filing in, he continues. "If you've heard ol' Walter had something special planned for Christmas - you're damn right!" He proceeds to unzip the bag, tossing out various signed videos and other RWA parapharnelia (including copies of the new game.) The fans cheer as Jamie winks and finds his seat at the announcers table.

Necropolis HaRdCoRe Invitational Match
RWA 2000 NECROPOLIS CHAMPIONSHIP
Nightmare Black
RWA 2000 Necropolis Champion
with Roland Nalor
and many other
RWA 2000 SuperStars

The moment the opening pyro ends, "X-Cessive Anarchy" blasts over the speakers in the Kemper Arena, the home-town crowd going ballistic. On the Renegade-Tron, scenes of Pain and Agony annhilating nearly every person to step into the tag-team division of the RWA and RWA 2000 are interspersed with the flickering 'XV'. A blast of fuchsia pyro erupts on the stage and the White brothers, along with 'X-Cessive' Tanisha Janobe are standing there, basking in their audience's cheers. A quick peck on the cheek and a pat on the rump, Pain sends Tanisha into the back as X-Cessive Violence walk toward the ring. Both brothers are wearing black jeans, combat boots and leather jackets - Agony's with the sleeves torn off, revealing his left arm covered in a metal casing like the one he wore at All Hell's Eve 3. Over Pain's shoulder lies an aluminum baseball bat covered with bumps, the grip a bloody red color. Once in the ring, Pain takes the mic from Cindy Cartwright. "XV in da house, 'Croplis!" which generates a huge pop from the crowd. "Wut we gotz 'ere iz buncha guyz tinkin' dey gonna take out XV. Nuh-uh. XV iz 'Croplis, meanin' XV walkin' out wit' da 'Croplis belt. Bring 'em on, Flip!" Pain hands back the mic, the White brothers pacing the ring as they wait for Flint and their opponents. 'Welcome to the Jungle' blares as Quentin Flint strides to the ring, obviously pissed at being upstaged by the Anarchy Inc tag team. Flint glares at the White brothers, then produces a mic and addresses the crowd. "Welcome ladies and gentleman...welcome to what I believe will be one of the greatest matches in the history of RWA 2000." Pain has moved to stand behind Flint and has begun to mock the man: motioning about how Flint's wearing a toupee, pretending he's going to lift said toupee off, now pointing to Agony's bald head. The crowd begins to laugh wildly, causing Flint to pause, no doubt wondering what he's said that was so funny. Eventually Flint continues (Pain now pretending that he's holding a mic and move his lips exaggeratedly while making silly faces behind Flint's back)... "This Battle Royal style match has a 30 minute time limit and the man holding the *pause due to crowd laughter* title at the end of that *pause* period will retain the Necropolis *pause* Championship. Other than that *pause* there are no *pause*...oh will you people shut up?!?" Flint turns and catches sight of what Pain has been doing and begins to stomp up and down in a fit of rage. The crowd rolls with laughter, as do Pain and Agony, as the enraged Quentin Flint rolls out of the ring and calls for the bell as he takes a seat at the announcer's table. A large digital clock fills the screen of the RenegadeTron, a countdown from 30 minutes beginning. For nearly a full minute XV stand in the ring, Pain yawning and making jacking off motions while they wait. Then a figure steps into view atop the ramp: Kildare! The rookie races down the ramp and makes to slide into the ring...but Pain has slipped out to the floor and meets Kildare with a bat to the gut, doubling him over. Agony is right behind Pain, hammering the Irishman with his metal encased arm while his brother continues to weild his bat. The crowd cheers as a massive figure looms into view: Nightmare Black! The Necropolis Champion strolls to the ring, walking right past Pain and Agony...and the remains of Kildare, to climb into the ring. Black watches XV dismantle Kildare for a few minutes, then he has his hands full as Araña races down the ramp, hops onto the apron, and vaults into the ring to face him. Araña unloads a flurry of punches into Black's midsection...but a swatting blow from the champion sends him reeling to the ropes. Araña comes right back, leaping onto Nightmare and attempting a hurricanrana...he ends up on the receiving end of devastating powerbomb instead. 'Open Your Eyes' by Guano Apes blares over the arena as a team absent in recent months makes it's return: RazorBlade. Blade and Razor are in full view in the entranceway then look down to the ring at hand as they walk down the rampway. The duo slides into the ring and immediately backs away from Nightmare, opting to double team Araña instead. As the smallest man in the RWA is dropped with a double bulldog, XV nails the comatose Kildare with the Pulverizor. Agony drags Kildare in front of the announcer's table and produces a roll of duct tape...in less than a minute the bloodied rookie is bound and helpless. Agony turns to rejoin his brother at ringside...where they watch as the Disciples of Doom race past them to slide into the ring, Issac Pfefferman easing his way down to the announcer's table. The DoD waste no time in attacking Nightmare Black, the champ fending off the former tag team champs as best he can. He is quickly joined by RazorBlade, who attack Incubus and Kingston from behind. This leaves the battered Araña to catch his breath...until Agony grabs his ankles and pulls him out of the ring. Araña gets up quickly and staggers weakly into Pain, who quickly scoops him up and hits an "X-Cessive Driver". RazorBlade and the DoD are hammering away at each other in the middle of the ring, the Disciples seeming to have the upper hand. The Killer Cook appears atop the ramp, the former champ about to throw his hat in the ring as well. Suddenly he is assaulted by Madd-Dawg, the Horsemen leader attacking with his Bokken and putting The Cook to his knees. Dawg lays a few more licks on The Cook, then turns to retreat backstage. He runs right into a sledgehammer shot from Hell-Raiser. Dawg goes down and 'Raiser delivers no fewer then a half dozen shots to the big man's right leg before making his exit. Genocide appears and drags Dawg to his feet, helping him backstage with an angry Cook close behind. Incubus drops Razor with a DDT, but is leveled with a Nightmare Black clothesline in turn. Then Lupus slips into the ring, dragging a large vacuum cleaner behind him. Lupus positions himself behind Black, sizing the giant up. When Black turns, Lupus clobbers him with the vacuum. The vacuum explodes...but Black does go down to one knee. Lupus steps in close and actually attempts to position the massive champion for his Brimstone finisher! In an amazing display of power Lupus pulls it off, driving Black's face into the mat with the fall-forward gutwrench. Lupus makes the cover and appears shocked when he gets the three count...albeit barely. Lupus becomes the new Necropolis Champion...and his first act as the champ is to be powerslammed by Kingston! The clock ticks past the 23 minute mark and then a roving camera provides a feed of the ongoing backstage battle between Hell-Raiser, Madd-Dawg, Genocide, and The Killer Cook. Flint meanwhile has been busy cutting the duct tape bonds of Kildare, but the rookie merely lies in a heap. Razor has produced a tonfa and delivers a shot with it that sends Incubus tumbling out over the top rope. Incubus lands nearly in XV's lap...the White brothers toss Araña aside and turning their attention to this new meat. RazorBlade double teams Kingston, staggering the big man with their combined efforts. Lupus wades in and slams Blade's and Razor's heads together...but eats a big boot and a powerbomb from Kingston. Kingston yells at Pfefferman, who quickly tosses him his cane. Lupus begins to rise...and takes a shot from Pfeff's cane right between the eyes. He wobbles and Kingston hits him again...and again. Finally Lupus goes down and Kingston makes the pin. A quick three count and Kingston is the new Necropolis Champion! Kingston stands and sees his partner on the receiving end of a spiked piledriver from X-Cessive Violence. The champion moves to help but is grabbed from behind by Nightmare. With a mighty roar he pulls Kingston up and over, hitting a bridging German suplex that seems to shake the foundation of the arena. Kingston kicks out at two but then takes a head sandwiching double chair shot from RazorBlade. Nightmare drags Kingston to his feet and then hits his version of the 'Bloodbath', before making the pin and reclaiming his title. Outside the ring Agony has lifted Incubus into a wheel-barrow position...Pain leaps from the announcer's table and hits the Disciple with an Anarch Jam across the shoulders, driving him face first into the floor: the Klan-Breaker! Araña struggles back to his feet and sees Pain and Agony glaring down at him: the Luchadore quickly spins on his heel and staggers back up the ramp, obviously having had enough. The White brothers laugh and turn their attention back to the ring, where Nightmare has gone on a rampage. Razor slumps against turnbuckles, the victim of a devastating body splash from the champion. His brother is pressed into the air and hit with 3/4-turn neckbreaker...Blade flops on the mat like a fish out of water, the sadistic Nightmare grinning down at him. He stops grinning when Kingston, one eye swollen shut already and the other dribbling blood from the socket, pulls back and punches him square in the back of his head with a gloved left fist. Black falls to his knees and Kingston hits him again, this time right between the eyes. Nightmare topples and Kingston pins him again...and again becomes the RWA 2000 Necropolis Champion! Kingston stands alone in the center of the ring, bodies laid out around him, and looks up at the timer: 19:30 left in the match. Kildare pulls himself to his feet outside the ring, trying to clear out the cobwebs from his XV induced stupor. The Irish thug hobbles around the ring, and slips in behind Kingston as he stomps away at Nightmare Black. The rookie comes in on Kingston's blind side and nails a leaping back to back neckbreaker. Kildare staggers over and snatches up one of RazorBlade's dented steel chairs...driving the backrest into Kingston's windpipe and leaning on it. The champ flails around, gasping for breath, and Pfefferman screams at Flint to DQ Kildare...Quentin merely laughs and shakes his head. Incubus, recovering from the Klan-Breaker, hops onto the turnbuckle and prepares to enter the ring to aid his partner. Agony grabs his ankle and yanks...Incubus twisting in the air to hit the big Anarch with a tornado DDT. Pain is quickly all over the Disciple and they begin to battle back up the ramp. Back in the ring Kildare continues to lean into the chair, Kingston's struggles becoming weaker and weaker. Pfeff finally has enough and slides into the ring...just as Kingston taps out. Kildare, the new champ, is knocked away from Kingston by a spinning heel kick from Pfefferman that takes him right in the temple. Pfeff drags Kingston over and lays him atop Kildare. Another three count and Kingston is again the champion! Suddenly RazorBlade springs into action: Razor dropping Pfeff with a bulldog while Blade hits a standing senton flip across Kingston's sternum and makes a pin. Blade becomes the Necropolis champ, the third man to hold said title in less than a minute. Razor & Blade are quite successful at defending Blade's title: fighting back to back with steel chairs in hand to hold their opponents at bay. XV watches from ringside as the fight leaves the ring and heads up the ramp: RazorBlade giving ground and exacting a heavy toll on any man who steps too close. Lupus, Nightmare Black, Kingston, Incubus, Kildare, and even Pfefferman stalk, shamble, and drag themselves after the champion and his partner. Every once in a while the hounds will fight amongst themselves, but for the most part they are far too occupied with catching RazorBlade. The entire match moves backstage, XV trailing along behind the whole bloody mess. Quentin Flint sighs and plods along after them, there to make a count if need be. A camera crew struggles to follow the combatants, the hallway filled with struggling bodies. Lupus suplexes Kildare through a table...Nightmare double chokeslams Razor and Pfefferman (who looks entirely lost at this point and is no doubt looking for a way clear) to the cold hard floor... the Disciples are advancing on Blade when a shout of "Look out!" is heard, then bodies scatter and a zamboni careens around the corner and smashes into the wall, narrowly missing Incubus. Genocide sits at the controls, but the Killer Cook straddles him...trying to choke the life from the light heavyweight. Everybody pauses to stare at the odd scene for a moment...then immediately leaps back into action. Blade levels Kildare with a chair shot, but a door behind him bursts open and The Horsemen, War & Scourge leap out. War eats a facefull of steel chair, but Scourge knocks Blade's weapon away and slips behind the tired champion, slapping on a full nelson. Seemingly without effort Scourge hoists and slams Blade through the snack table with a full nelson slam. Scourge drags the dazed Blade to his feet and then, as War levels both Lupus and Razor with gauntleted forearm shots, powerbombs him into the side of the zamboni! Scourge makes the cover and is rewarded with the three count as somebody shouts "Seven minutes!" War joins his partner and they begin to back towards the service entrance. They are quickly joined by Dahlilah and another unknown woman...together the 4 Horsemen (snicker) step back into the service bay, facing off with the Superstars still in this match. Pain, Agony, Kildare, Lupus, Nightmare Black, Kingston, Incubus, Blade, and Razor are look around at each other and as somebody yells "Six minutes!"...they rush the Horsemen in an effort to be the one who reaches Scourge first. Lupus ducks a swing from Dahlilah and bitch slaps the Horsewoman...but before he can follow up he's placed in a hammerlock from behind, spun around, and hit with the Irish Curse from Kildare. The Irishman nods at Dahlilah, turns to face Scourge...and then takes a 2x4 across the back from War! Kildare goes down hard...then so does War as RazorBlade charges and levels him with a table held between them. The duo begins to beat down War with the seperate halves of the shattered table they have in their hands as Pain and Agony bash their way through the battered Nightmare Black and DoD to face off against Scourge and the unnamed Horsewoman. As one Pain and Agony barrel into the champion and his one defender, the impact carrying all four individuals down a rampway and out into the parking lot through a doorway that has been left open for some reason despite the cold weather. Pain takes out the woman's right knee with a brutal swing from his bat...Agony parrying 2x4 shots with his metal encased arm. Scourge hold his own...until Pain sneaks in and drops him with a shot from the bat. Flint hurries over and orders the fight back inside where it's warmer. A throaty roar is heard and then the XV monster truck rolls into view...Agony hoists the struggling Scourge, who takes another bat shot from Pain, and then Gorilla Presses him up into the bed of the truck! Agony grabs Flint and hoists him onto his shoulders before climbing into the back of the truck, Pain scurrying up the other side as the monster begins to roll away. Lupus, Nightmare Black, and Incubus all arrive on scene just as the pulls out of reach. The feed cuts to a camera mounted on the cab of the truck and facing into the bed: Scourge is struggling valiently, but the White brothers pound him with forearm shield and bat...Agony powerbombing the champion and Pain hitting a leg drop as the truck continues to circle the parking lot. In the arena the count down reaches one minute as XV hits Scourge with the Pulverizor and Pain makes the pin. Flint, obviously scared half to death, makes the three count and declares Pain the new Necropolis champion. The monster truck continues to drive...now a victory lap around the arena as the time expires on this match...Pain winning and retaining the Necropolis Championship in one of the more uncommon matches RWA 2000 has ever seen.

Summary
Lupus defeats Nightmare Black via pinfall @ 24:32
Kingston defeats Lupus via pinfall @ 22:31
Nightmare Black defeats Kingston via pinfall @ 21:11
Kingston defeats Nightmare Black via pinfall @ 19:39
Kildare defeats Kingston via submission @ 17:23
Kingston defeats Kildare via pinfall @ 17:16
Blade defeats Kingston via pinfall @ 17:01
Scourge defeats Blade via pinfall @ 7:03
X-Cessive Pain defeats Scourge via pinfall @ :52

Surferz
vs.
Rising Storm
with Allysha

Thunder rolls over the p.a. system. The crash of lightning can be seen flickering over the tron. The progressive cello sounds of Apocalyptica slowly played, clouds gathering upon the Renegade-Tron. Another crash of lightning and boom of thunder after a half minute of the calming cello before "Harmageddon" began playing in earnest. Purple lights strobed through the arena as two veritable monsters stepped out onto the stage. Both men completely bald and wearing mid-thigh black tights. As the Apocalyptica theme played over the speakers, the two monsters strode toward the ring, pausing half-way to the ring. Both men turned, pointing toward the entry-way and after a blast of purple pyro, a beautiful brunette woman stepped out onto the stage, then strutted down the aisle toward the twins. As Allysha reached the pair, the trio walked the remainder of the way to the ring, one moved to the right, the other to the left. On either side of the ring, Rising Storm grabbed the middle rope, pulling themselves up to the ring apron, then stepped over the top-ropes into the squared-circle... They wait, and wait, until finally Cindy Cartwright announces to everyone that the Surferz are no where to be found, everyone, including Rising Storm seem upset with the no show, as Rising Storm's music cues up again and the team makes their way backstage.

RWA 2000 LIGHT-HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
'Concrete'
Nick Jones
with Jamie Woods
vs.
Bloodstorm
ANARCHY INC.
RWA 2000 Light-Heavyweight Champion
with Kat Bohdana

A dull rumbling, like faraway thunder is heard in the arena. Then the laid-back sounds of Limp Bizkit's "Rearranged" fills the arena, and the Renegade-Tron comes to life with a series of images of Nick from different angles, and clips from his matches coming in... As Jones' music starts, Jamie rises and jogs up the ramp, pulling aside the curtain flamboyantly to allow Nick's passage. Both his boots snapping Stargazers head and neck back.. Corkscrewing into a dropkick slamming Oblivion down.. and then a clip of him slamming Bloodstorm down from a Fireman's carry. Finally the Crippler himself runs up the ramp as gray pyro explodes. At ringside, he then high fives Jamie, before grabbing the top rope, and leveraging himself inside with a front flip. Reaching the ring, Jamie slips on a pair of big yellow-and-silver sunglasses and raises the roof as Jones gets in. Then he jumps to the second turnbuckle, striking the crossed-uncrossed Crippler pose, reaping a cheers, and then he hops back in, ready for the bell to ring. "Highway to Hell" begins to blare over the speakers as the Renegade-Tron springs to life with images of the various Anarchy Inc members in action. Every few seconds the video of Anarchy ass-whoopins is interupted with a still picture: Bloodstorm, Kat Bohdana, and The Adonis standing in front of RWA 2000 Arena...smiling and nude. Well, they would be nude except for the belts...'Storm's World Championsip and Kinkaid's TV straps slung low on their hips to provide just enough coverage while Kat is kept barely decent thanks to her own Women's Necropolis belt at her waist. Bohdana's chest is covered by 'Storm's Light Heavyweight strap, which the petite beauty holds to herself. The crowd goes wild as Bloodstorm and Kat step into view atop the ramp and begin to make their way to the ring. 'Storm is dressed in jeans and a sleeveless "Last Call Hall" t-shirt. The RWA 2000 World championship is around his waist while the Light Heavyweight strap is slung over his right shoulder. Jack hands both belts to the leather clad Bohdana gives her a peck on the cheek before hopping onto the ring apron. Glaring at Jones, 'Storm then smiles and raises a fist into the air...the AI fans responding with the "Anarchy! Anarchy!" chant. Slipping through the ropes Jack is immediately set upon by his opponent, Peterson quickly calling for the bell. Concrete hits a quick snap-kick, then lunges out with a Kyokushin palm strike - but it's a feint, his real attack, a quick punch to the side of Bloodstorm's face. The champion staggers slightly, then is immediately in a defensive boxing stance, hands up to block his head from incoming blows. A camera catches a view of the 'Underquaker' slowly walking down the ramp toward the ring. "What does the 'Quaker want in this match?" queried James Colt suspiciously. "Amishes don't believe in TVs, Colt, and he wants to watch the match." retorted Woods with more than a hint of sarcasm. Regardless, the big man pulled up a chair and sat beside Colt, casting the announcing trio their share of glares. Seemingly ignored are the two combatants in the ring, the sounds of a wrestling match are present, but a camera picks up the image of Oblivion coming from the back and setting a lawn-chair up at the top of the ramp. Finally, a camera decides to pay attention to the in-ring goings-on. While Bloodstorm throws some punches, Nick batters them away with excellent shotokan karate blocks. Jones' parries, however, meet resistance as Smith uses his boxing skills to their utmost. Bloodstorm sticks in a quick jab, followed by a right-cross to Concrete's jaw, causing Jones to stagger slightly. Following up, the champion drops his opponent with a swinging neck-breaker. Nick gets up and is immediately DDT'd back down. From the announce position, Jamie Woods gets up and yanks a pair of bolt-cutters from his santa-bag, snipping the laces on one of the turn-buckles, tearing the pad itself free. "Classic case of making up for lacking attributes on Woods' part, Colt. He brought out a gigantic set of bolt-cutters when a pair of simple scissors would've done the job," Nalor comments bemusedly. Kat Bohdana rushes over toward Woods, who turns and threatens her with his Jack Daniels bottle. "We have a stand-off, Nalor!" Colt excitedly announced. "Not for long," came the reply as Nalor's head-set came off and he jumped the other color-commentator from behind, slamming the notorious walking-stick into Woods' back, dropping the man. Nalor smirked at Kat before returning to the announce position. "Don't get me wrong, Colt, I'm no AI fan - but I'm less of a Jamie Woods fan." RWA Security chief Bruno walked out from the back, picked Jamie up over his shoulder and carried the dazed man to the back - no doubt for medical attention. Back in the ring, Colt has informed the viewers that Concrete had taken advantage of Bloodstorm being distracted by the ring-side fracas. Nick has locked on a rolling crucifix arm-bar, continually rolling and wrenching his opponent's arm. Bloodstorm, however, manages to grasp the bottom rope after one of these quick rolls and Peterson demands Jones break the hold. Both men get to their feet and circle, wary of the other. Nick lunges with a punch, but spins around and fires a superkick at Bloodstorm's head. Showing just why he is a two-belt holder in the RWA, Jack Smith catches the leg and pulls it down to mid-section height, a smirk on his face. Nick goes for an enziguri, but 'Storm ducks, Jones landing on his face. Quickly, the Anarch hooks both legs, pulling Concrete up and dropping him with a reverse powerbomb. Before the champion can follow up, however, Jones rolls out to the floor to gather himself. Walking slowly around the ring, he nearly trips over the Underquaker's boots and backs up three paces from the big man who seems to have no purpose ring-side (although it should be noted that he is indeed wearing Jamie Woods' head-set - not that he's adding anything to the commentary). Back in the ring, Bloodstorm is on the far side from Nick, conversing on the apron with Kat. At Peterson's "Eight..!" Concrete slipped back into the ring, Bohdana jumping back to the floor before the official could reprimand her. Nick and 'Storm lock up. Concrete drives a knee into the champion's gut, managing to double him over. Concrete then pulls Smith into position for a piledriver. Bloodstorm counters with a back-drop - no, he stops, holding onto Jones' legs. Bam! Back-to-belly piledriver on Concrete. Bloodstorm hooks a leg, but only gets a one-count. Backing Jones to the ropes, Bloodstorm irish-whips his opponent, but the whip is reversed. Bloodstorm is sent up, up, way up with a flap-jack. Nick drops to a knee, bracing himself, but Bloodstorm turned himself in mid-air and hit with a variation on a missile drop-kick to the face, putting Concrete down. Bloodstorm whips Nick into a corner, leaping in and hitting a splash then going for the punches, Jones getting his arms up to block many as the crowd counted along to ten. Bloodstorm leapt off the second ropes and suddenly found himself coming down with an inverted atomic drop. Leaning into the ropes, Concrete brings up both feet and drives them into the champion's chest, putting him down. Quickly, Jones latches on a standing figure-four leg-lock. Peterson crouches down by Smith's head, asking for a submission. The champion shakes his head in defiance and reaches toward the bottom rope which isn't very far. A quick body-shift and Jack has the rope in his hand, Peterson demanding Concrete break the hold. Bloodstorm gets up, Concrete keeping behind his foe. "He's locked in the katha-jamai, Nalor!" The half-nelson choke-hold sleeper was quickly broken as Peterson began a disqualification count on Concrete. Nick got up and argued the call, but Peterson showed with body-language that indeed a choke-hold is illegal. Bloodstorm with the school-boy roll-up. Two-count. Behind 'Storm once again, Nick manages to lock on the inverted face-lock, a set-up for the "Crippler DDT". The light-heavyweight and world champion was ready, reaching up and hitting with a modified stunner on the challenger. Helping his foe up, 'Storm dropped him with a reverse DDT. Nick - showing his trademark tenacity - slowly got to his feet, only to be locked in a head-lock by the champion. Rushing forward, Smith slammed his foe's face into the mat with a bulldog. Bloodstorm signalled for the "Bloodbath" and the crowd went wild. Standing head-scissor... both arms hooked behind Jones' back... Bloodstorm lifted up, but Nick takes a page out of Bloodstorm's own book, turning the move into a back-to-belly piledriver! Concrete hooks a leg. Two-count, 'Storm's shoulder comes up. Concrete locks the champion in a figure-four sleeper-hold, trying to cause 'Storm to pass out. Jack keeps himself moving, trying to roll over onto his chest, but Nick keeps him down, squeezing with his powerful thighs to cut off the oxygen to Bloodstorm's head. Smith's struggling ceased. Peterson dropped to a knee and lifted up the champion's arm. Once, it fell back down. Twice, again, the arm fell. The crowd was silent as the arm went up a third time. It fell - but stopped part-way. The crowd erupted, "An... Ar... Chy..! An... Ar... Chy..!" as the champion's struggle began anew. This time, he quickly rolled off his back, somersaulting through, holding onto Nick's legs, he turned the move into a pin. Two-count. Bloodstorm was a house of fire, hip-toss into an armbar. Nick rolled up and was backed to the ropes, irish-whipped and dropped with a standing drop-kick. 'Storm helped his foe up, but was the recipient of a hard upper-cut, then a vicious series of shotokan chain-punches to the chest. A quick boot to the gut and, "He hit him with the 'Gothic Nightmare'?" Nalor seemed impressed and confused all at once with Concrete's latest move, "Concrete is just full of high-impact moves, Colt." Another two-count. Bloodstorm was slow to his feet. Nick capitalized with a vicous Kyokushin palm strike to the jaw, sending 'Storm to the mat. Grasping onto the champion's legs, Concrete pulled his opponent to the middle of the ring, turned him over and locked on the "House of Pain" elevated crab! Shaking his head 'no' once more, Bloodstorm reached out, but found he was too far from the ropes. His determination set in and he slowly crawled, managing to drag both his own weight and that of his opponent toward the opposite side of the ring. Suddenly, without warning, the Underquaker leapt up from the announcers' desk and jumped up in a single fluid motion to the ring apron, Peterson turning to berate the big amish wrestler. Bloodstorm's hand grasped the bottom rope, but without a referee to see it, Concrete was able to drive his knee into the back of 'Storm's head and drag him back toward the center of the ring. The Underquaker jumped down and left the ring-side area, walking up the ramp with apparent disinterest. Finally, Bloodstorm tapped out to the agonizing submission-hold. Peterson called for the bell and title-belt, handing it over to Jones who held it aloft as Peterson raised his arm. Placing the belt over his shoulder, Nick did his 'Crippler Pose', the crossed-uncrossed arms thing before slipping out of the ring. Kat was checking on Bloodstorm, who got to his feet after slamming the mat with both hands in apparent frustration at having lost his first match of the night...

Houngan
vs.
'Tripple~S' Triton
Rokean WAR Order
with Pisces Fllesh~Saww Posiden

The lights dim as soft lights play across the audience... casting an eerie mood. A soft, far-away island beat begins to play over the PA system. On the renegade-tron appears a group of island people, apparently in the midst of some sort of voodoo ritual. A blast of pyro ignites near the wrestler's entrance and from it's midst appears the Houngan. The 6'7" Jamaican holds a large staff with some sort of object on top of it, in his right hand. His black dreadlocks fall around his face. He wears black pants and boots, no shirt, and a long multi-colored robe. His face and chest are painted or tattooed with white markings. The Houngan makes his way solemnly down the ramp towards the ring, followed by several apparent devotee's. At the edge of the ramp, all the devotee's (zombies, perhaps?) move to front row seats, save one... a beautiful mulatto woman with short cropped black hair, dressed in black accompanies the Houngan into the ring. The lights go up as the Houngan hands the mysterious woman, whom Houngan calls "Clara" his staff. She takes it and nods then removes herself to a ringside position and the Houngan leans on the ropes, looking towards the wrestler's entrance, awaiting the arrival of SSS Triton. 'tis not a long wait..amidst the dimly lit arena, the bassy thrums of the jaws theme wash up out of the speakers, soon overcome by the pouding of Disturbed's "Meaning of Life" as Shredd busts out from behind the curtain clad in boots and leather wrestling tights. His face is streaked and painted with a crusting reddish brown in a bastardization of Houngan's war paint. He parts his lips in a toothy bestail grin at Houngan's followers as he walks down the ramp. Suddenly, X-Cessive Violence's Pain rushes down the ramp, slamming his bat down on Shredd's head. Motivated by revenge perhaps? Shredd half turns, snarling, but is hit straight in the teeth, busting him open. Another hit in the side sends him down and Pain continues to attack him until Bruno, head of security walks down the ramp. The big african american man pushes Pain and says something to him. Pain replies and Bruno strikes out with his harms, hitching a thumb towards the locker-rooms. Pain shrugs, spits on Shredd, and moves up the ramp. "They seemed to...work it out." Nalor says, seeming rather flabbergasted. (That's a funny word -Jørn) Meanwhile, Shredderr gets up and starts moving after Pain, pushing a protesting Bruno aside. Bruno runs around him, once again getting in front of him..standing five inches shorter than the monstrosity. Bruno still faces him down and prods him in the chest with a digit, pointing towards the ring. To everyone's (possibly even his own) suprise, Shredderr turns and heads back to the ring. The fans seem pleased that Bruno has managed a somewhat peaceful solution (apart from the bat, obviously) to this feud between two faces and he walks back up the ramp. Shredderr climbs into the ring, grinning bloodily at his opponent this only adding to his intimidation value. Houngan hits a baseball-slide but is picked up for a backbreaker. Shredderr proceeds to bite his opponents' shoulder, Harvey Jackson prodding him and giving him a warning. Shredd looks outright confused and Houngan gets the opportunity to do a kick to the back of both of Shredd's legs, sending the bigger man on his back. Houngan does not hesitate to go to work, stomping Shredderr's legs. The rokean snarls and gets up, going for a spear wich is stopped with a swift pair of blows to his back. The rokean still manages a back body-drop however. He moves to stomp his opponent, but Houngan keeps up the fast pace of the match and pushes the bottom of Shredd's foot with both hands, the rokean once again ending up down. Houngan rushes forward, attempting to hyperextend Triple-S's leg, but he catches the other foot square in his face. Shredderr gets up and moves in, only to catch a fist in his face and another baseball-slide to his legs. Shredderr growls, grabbing Houngan yet again and - yet again - biting him. This time, he does not release, even at Jackson's cajoling and begging. Houngan's valet climbs towards the ring but Harvey urges her to stop as Bruno and Tim (the light-weighter) rush down the ramp, recieving a bit of a fan-cheer. Bruno stops by the ring but Tim climbs in, prodding Shredderr and offering up a large bloody steak. Shredderr looks around and seems satisfied as Houngan rolls out of the ring, clutching his shoulder. Shredderr moves out, munching on his snack, and Bruno shakes Tim's hand before an O'Tolley's commercial comes on..

Free For All Match
RWA 2000 WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP
First Pinfall Wins!
RWA 2000 Women

"Legs" by ZZ Top starts over the PA and several blue spot lights converge on the top of the ramp as the lights dim. A second later a tall curvaceous woman steps into the circle of light. She wears black high tops, black leather mini shorts and black leather halter top. Her long white hair is pulled back into a loose ponytail. As she saunters down the ramp, waving to the hooting fans, and blowing the occasional kiss, Genocide steps out from the back and follows the woman to the ring. Reaching the ring she pulls her self up onto the apron and slips through the ropes, pausing to give both sides of the arena a view of her wares. Slipping into the ring she twirls on the balls of her feet, raising her hands over her head. Genocide moves ringside as Dahlilah awaits the arrival of the other contestents. The lights go dead as Megadeath's "Bite of the She-Wolf" blares over the speakers. In a few moments, still in the pitched black arena, four showers of red pyros erupt from the posts on the ring, blinding the onlookers briefly. In the center of the ring stands a tall, muscular blonde woman, wearing a pair of ripped up blue jeans and sleeveless flanel shirt. Obviously a woman that doesn't care for flair, she just smirks and nods to the fans as ring announcer Cindy Cartwright introduces her as Massacre, the newest addition to RWA2K's women's roster. Massacre acknowledges Dahlilah then the two women await the arrival of the other contestants. Suddenly the arena goes pitch-black as the Renagade-Tron lights up with a time lapse solar eclipse. The shadowed form of Red Widow and Christopher Seint are seen walking down the ramp. As the two reach the ring Widow is in tight suit of red wrestling gear... covering her legs in full less lucsious then ever seen. This new face Seint wearing a black leather trenchcoat that bears the idenity to the Black Sky at Dawn. Over the Arena Metalica's "Mastermind" playing loudly. Seint takes his place ringside as Red Widow ignores the other women and turns to await the arrival of the next opponent. Scenes of X-Cessive Tanisha fighting her previous match to Kat Bohdana for the Necropolis Women's title light up the renegade-tron. A blast of fuschia pyrotechnics explodes near the wrestler's entrance as X-Cessive Tanisha steps out onto the ramp. Tanisha then takes off at a run then slides into the ring, jumping quickly to her feet and standing facing the other three women who're in the ring. "Charlotte the Harlot" by Iron Maiden plays over the Kemper Arena's sound-system. With a series of hot-pink pyro blasts, the RWA 2000 Female Wrestler of the Year for 2000 steps out onto the stage. All decked out for the holidays, Charlotte is wearing a hot-pink and black leather 'naughty elf' ensemble with shorts riding so high Trish Stratus would wince. With a microphone in hand, Charlotte calls for the music to cut and addresses her adoring public, and her less-adoring opponents. "'Twas the Fight Before Christmas, Right there in that ring, A handful of gals, and the Harlot did bring. She brought out some hurt, and dished out the pain, Charlotte the Harlot, are you insane? 'Hooks in You' for Eb'ny, 'Eternity' for Tar, 'but Harlot' you ask, 'How is this fair?' It's fair 'cause I said so, It's fair 'cause I know, The Horsewomen there, ain't got nothin' on this HO!" By the time her parody was finished, the Harlot was on the ring apron. Scaling up to the second turn-buckle, she raised her arms and the crowd popped enormously. Dahlilah and Massacre waste no time and charge towards the ropes, grabbing hold, yanking and dropping the Harlot unceremoniously onto the mat below. Referee Morales signaled for the bell as both women then begin to stomp the living daylights out of the Harlot until Red Widow and Tanisha get involved. Widow and Tanisha glance at each other, shrug and take off to lay some serious smackdown. Tanisha grabs Dahlilah while Red Widow grabs Massacre. Tanisha grabs Dahlilah by the back of the hair and pulls her backwards, throwing Dahlilah in a heap in the corner. As Tanisha rushes to the corner to put the boot to the Horsewoman as Red Widow grabbed Massacre from behind and tossed her to the mat with a belly to back suplex. Widow attempted to pin the newcomer but Massacre was able to toss her aside before Morales could even begin a count. In the meanwhile, Tanisha pulled Dahlilah to her feet and whipped her across the ring where she ran head on to a waiting Harlot who hit with a drop toe hold that took Dahlilah to the mat. Charlotte climbed the ropes and jumped. The elbow drop missed as Dahlilah managed to move out of the way. This time Dahlilah was the first to her feet. She quickly grabbed the Harlot. With a handful of the Ho's hair she shoved Charlottes head between her legs, setting up for a pedigree. Not to be bested, Charlotte roared and pulled herself upright, tossing Dahlilah backwards over her head. Charlotte then did a backflip, landing seat first on Dahlilah's chest. Referee Morales dropped to the mat, but managed to only get a two count when Dahlilah brought her feet up and popped Charlotte on either side of the head with her ankles. This toppled the Harlot over and stopped the count. Meanwhile, Red Widow and Massacre are going at it, both women exchanging furious blows. Massacre manages to grab Widow by the arm and yanks, nailing Widow with a shortarm clothesline. Massacre dropped to pin Widow but the count was stopped when Tanisha grabbed Massacre by the foot and pulled her aside. Dahlilah what Tanisha had done and charged at her with a powerful clothesline that sent both women over the top rope. Dahlilah quickly had the upper hand and began pounding Tanisha's head repeatedly into the ring post. When she finally released Tanisha, the X-Cessive woman dropped to her knees and Dahlilah slid into the ring. When Tanisha stood, some fans in the front row gasped to see blood pouring down Tanisha's face. Tanisha wiped the blood out of her eyes then pushed a nearby ring attendant out of his chair and slid it into the ring. She then followed close behind. Once inside the ring, Tanisha sluggishly pulled herself to her feet. As she did so, Dahlilah and Red Widow were battling it out in the center of the ring. Tanisha creeped up behind Dahlilah, waiting for the Horsewoman to turn around so she could hit her upside the head with the chair. Referee Morales wasn't about to allow such conduct and grabbed hold of the chair. Tanisha pulled the chair away. The momentum of the chair crashed into an unsuspecting Red Widow, knocking her out. Tanisha dropped the chair and stood staring at the fallen woman before dropping to her knees herself. Dahlilah fell upon the Red Widow for the pin only to have Massacre pull her off. Massacre then moved to make the cover only to have Dahlilah return the favor. The two women got to their feet and began bickering among themselves. Charlotte laughed and proceeded near to the Widow as Tanisha once again pulled herself to her feet. Tanisha blocked Charlotte's way and the Harlot, upset that Tanisha was preventing her from getting the victory, quickly charged Tanisha into the corner. She then climbed up, straddling the ropes and hit Tanisha with 10 hard punches to the head that dropped the Anarchy woman in a heap on the floor. Charlotte then turned her attention to business in the ring. Massacre and Dahlilah charged the Harlot who was ready, sending both women to the mat with a double clothesline. She then quickly dropped across Red Widow and hooked a leg. Referee Morales dropped and easily made the three count, awarding the victory to Charlotte. Ring security then escorted all participants and their escorts backstage as Morales called for the championship belt. A ringside attendant handed it to her and she turned to Charlotte and handed her the belt. Morales then raised the Harlots hand in victory as Charlotte lifted the belt in her other hand, holding it high above her head. The fans roared their approval. The show cut to commercial fading out on the image of Charlotte the Harlot, standing on the second and third ropes, her legs straddling the turnpost and the Women's Championship belt held above her head as cameras flashed around the arena...

No Holds Barred
Kildare
vs.
Chris Chew
ANARCHY INC.
with Kyma Chew

The lights in the arena dim and a spotlight beams down on the entrance ramp. A single figure steps into view, the newcomer Kildare. Tall and broad shouldered he wears his dark hair short. Clad in black pants and boots his chest is bare and a tatoo of a regal lion can be seen on his right arm. Kildare jogs down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope to await his foe. The lights fade slowly, as “Awake” from Godsmack blares from the speakers of the arena. The Renagade-tron comes alive with images of Chris Chew nailing his trademark “Fa-Ching” kick on Dark Hunter, dropkicking Flamethrower over Red Widow, and finally Chris shrugging off a massive punch to the face from Crusher. The music slows a bit, and then kicks up into high gear, the lights flashing yellow revealing Chris standing at the top of the ramp as the lyrics start. At his feet lies a large bag, out of it sticking various items for usage against Kildare. Anarchy Inc.’s martial artist holds his right fist high, the crowd leaping to its feet as Chris picks up his bag and heads down the ramp, leaping onto the apron, and sliding into the ring with fighting sticks in hand. Kildare slides out on the other side, retrieving a chair. Harvey does not start a count-out due to the manner of the fight. Chew jumps over the rope after him and starts laying into him with sticks. Kildare blocks some of the blows, but some do connect. At this point, Kyma Chew and AI walk down the ramp. He backs off slowly from the AI'er, defending himself as best he can, Chew not loosening up in the slightest. Reaching the ramp, Kildare bolts past AI, backstage, throwing the chair in Chew's face. A camera follows the action as Chew steps backstage, looking around warily as he comes into a corridor. Suddenly, a door opens and slams into Chew's face. The suprise causes Chris to lose his weapons and Kildare runs out of the janitors closet, bolting Chew in the gut with a steel mop and continuing to drive him back in the furious onslaught. Chew comes back to his senses and grabs the mop, stopping it. He wrenches it aside and jumps into Kildare, tackling him through a locker-room door! In the locker-room, a shower is heard and Disciple Incubus is seen in casual clothes, reading a book. Spotting the two fighting men, he puts down the book with a look of utter suprise on his face. Chew and Kildare get up, looking around and assessing the situation. On a bench, a variety of weapons lie. Kildare picks up a wooden baseball-bat (no doubt lead-filled) and Chew grabs a fire-extinguisher by the door. As the Disciple picks up a chair, the two men move out of the locker-room, Kildare lashing out a blow with the bat and Chew blocking it with the fire-extinguisher. They fight back and forth down the corridor until Chew straightens up the fire-extinguisher and sprays Kildare. Kildare shields his eyes with one hand and swings out the bat, knocking the piece of metal out of Chew's hands. Another blow hits Chew in the head, and the AI'er kicks out and hits Kildare in the wrist, causing him to drop the bat. Kildare doesn't appear overly fazed however, pulling off a swift DDT, Chew hitting the fire-extinguisher face first and being busted up nicely. As Kildare gets up, Chew does the same, bringing the fire-extinguisher up with him and into Kildare's gut. As the irishman stoops over Chew brings his arms back and...THUD..Kildare is down, bleeding from the back of his head. Chew walks down the corridor calmly as Kildare collects his senses, rising and shaking out the cobwebs. Kildare grabs the baseball-bat and jogs after Chew who is now near the exit of the arena. Chew sjogs the last feet, slipping out another pair of fighting sticks hidden behind a crate by the employee's entrance. Chew leaps at him and with a shoulder-block drives Chew back-first into the metal door. Chew pushes his opponent back and hits both fighting sticks across Kildare's face, Kildare's nose very likely broken. Kildare does not despair (ooh..rhymes) but swings out with his bat, knocking away one of the fighting sticks. He proceeds to take a few steps back as Chew picks it right back up again. However, this gives Kildare the time to grab a potted plant and throw it at Chew, hitting him in the face. In the arena, Kyma and AI are moving away again, a bored H'Thak at the front row tossing popcorn at the back of Woods' head and yawning. (This being caught by a camera before the match returns.) Nothing much has happened, Kildare with a bat and Chew with the sticks circling eachother. Chew lashes out with a kick and lays into Kildare with the sticks, Kildare answering with vicious baseball-bat strikes. "What an endurance on these men! It isn't wrestling, it's a bloodbath!" Colt appears shocked as it's Kildare's turn to leap into Chew. The two crash into the door wich opens, falling down the stairs outside the arena. Kildare grins maniacally, spinning Chew around and sitting on his back, driving his face into the hard concrete thrice, Chew not quite bleeding but not out of the game yet. Referee Jackson jogs out the door, standing at the top of the stairs and lighting himself a cigarette as he watches the action. Chew rolls over, throwing Kildare off of him. Kildare now appears in control however, pushing Chew down as he tries to get up and doing a power-bomb onto the hard ground. Kildare hit's the "Irishman's Curse" and makes a cover, Jackson leaning down and shining a flashlight at them to follow the action. "One..t-woah!" The suprise on the referee's face apparent as Chew grins nastily and raises a shoulder. Kildare rises and Chew does the same, booting Kildare in the gut and grabbing something no doubt stored under the stairs earlier - a beer-keg. Chew proceeds to hit the kongjin kick and bashes Kildare over the head with the beer-can, pouring the beer over him and then covering up, getting a threecount. Chew gets back into the arena, the martial-artist clutching his side where Kildare got in a particularily nasty blow. Harvey Jackson puts out his cigarette and helps Kildare to his feet, the two proceeding back into the buildning at a slow pace. The camera-man films the door outside, and as it slams shut the big-screen cuts to the RWA 2000 logo. Back in the arena, fans cheer the sheer brutality of the match they've just witnessed.

2 Out Of 3 Falls Match
RWA 2000 TAG-TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
The Horsemen
The Horsemen
with Genocide
vs.
Cowboys From Hell
RWA 2000 Tag-Team Champions

"Search & Destroy" blares over the P.A. system. The lights go out for and silver Pyro engulfs the top of the ramp. The lights come up and the Horsemen are standing at the top of the Ramp, Genocide behind them. The three men make their way down the ramp high-fiving fans and signing a few autographs. War and Scourge leap onto the apron, then vault the ropes easily as Genocide prowls the ring area. Scourge and War each climb a different turnbuckle and raise their arms drawing a healthy response from the crowd. As "Cowboys from Hell" bursts from the speakers, a small but growing gathering of those who dig the cowboys' newfound brutality get to their feet and cheer. Red lights flash on the in patterns to follow the heavy metal intro of the theme, and finally two blasts of black pyro go off, and the tag team champions walk out on the ramp, while clips play on the screen behind them... VooDoo hitting a vertical splash into a Tornado DDT, tearing a surprised Vesuvius off his feet, again to VooDoo hitting the "Mojo Gone Back" inverted springboard clothesline into falling DDT on Terra Firma's other man.. on to K.O. trashing the Horsemen in the recent gang-brawl and then K.O. knocking both of the huge Horsemen members down with his forearm in a house-of-fire onslaught the last time the teams met. The Cowboys finally reach the ring, VooDoo entering first, looking ready and fiery. The two teams seem to have identical ideas and the Horsemen rush at Cowboy before McSquire has time to motion for the bell, but Voodoo seems ready, and he leaps off the ropes in what looks to be a cross body block to both Horsemen, who put on the breaks to catch the small man, but War is instead greeted with a missile drop kick to his nose, the impact sickening and already blood is drawn in the match. Scourge picks up Voodoo off War, and holds him up in a two handed chokehold, before slamming Voodoo to the mat. By this time McSquire has escorted the bleeding War out of the ring and turns to see Scourge choking out Voodoo. Instead of calling for the count, he lets Frankie rush into the ring and nearly takes Scourge out of his boots with a massive clothesline. As War goes to enter the ring, McSquire gets in his way and shakes his head, letting KO in obviously his idea of a fair 4 count. McSquire holds War back as the Cowboys hit a spiked powerslam on Scourge, and then McSquire escorts Frankie from the ring, but not for long as Voodoo moves over and tags in his partner, who rushes back in as Scourge rolls to tag in war, and then out of the ring, still a bit rattled from the two massive hits. War and Frankie hit mid-ring like an earthquake and both take each other down with a massive clotheslines. Both men lay still on the mat, and Timothy raises his hands and starts counting for both men, hitting 5 before they both start moving and getting to their feet. Both men are up at the same time, but on opposite sides of the ring and begin to circle each other. In the mean time, the Renegade-tron flickers to life as a cameraman follows Celerus, Succubus, and Lucricia backstage and the crowd gasps as Celerus kicks in the door, and hefts up Demo's silver crowbar as the two women rush in. 'Zade and Daliah are physically thrown from the lockerroom and not even being allowed to recover from the women's championship match are befallen upon by Succubus and Lucricia. However, the cameraman moves in to see Celerus laying into Madd Dawg with the Silver crowbar, the big man being pummeled to the floor by Celerus and then choked out by the crowbar. In the ring, the Scourge's attention is drawn away from Voodoo, as the two men tagged out during the scene, by Genocide racing up the ramp towards the locker room. This buys Voodoo all the time he needs to hit the "Mojo Gone Bad" and the three count on the suprised Scourge, War not even knowing his partner got pinned until the bell rings. War turns around, but McSquire has already seperated the two men to their corners and he too turns to watch the screen as the ex-Ministry flee down the tunnels as Genocide comes into view. Back in the ring, McSquire motions for Frankie and War to start off the second part of the match, Cowboys being up 1 pin in the 2 out of 3 falls. Both men circle each other, slightly wary of each other after nearly taking each other's heads off with the double clothesline. The two finally result to fisticuffs in the middle before War shows some stratedgy and goes after KO's knees, but not without the cost of being DDT'ed to the mat. Both men are up at the same time, Frankie getting the first move off and sending both men to the mat with a Russian Leg Sweep on War. The crowd erupts again, this time not because of the Renegade-tron, but because RazorBlade rush down the ramp, and the brothers split up, each going to an opposite corner of the ring and jeering at the teams. McSquire turns to face Blade as he pulls Frankie off the apron after he tags out to Voodoo, the Cowboy rushing in to hit Scourge, who plants a boot in his gut, and DDT's him to the mat, McSquire's attention drawn to the fight between Blade and Frankie, so he doesn't see Razor come in and being to pound into Voodoo until he is drawn back by Razor grabbing his shoulder and pointing to War pinning Voodoo. McSquire slaps the mat three times, and as he gets up, he grabs Razor's shoulder, spins him around, and with a boot to the gut, nails a Stunner that would make the Rattlesnake proud. Razor bounces off Tim's shoulder and hits the mat hard, followed by a boot to the side that sends the BSaD member to the concrete floor, where Blade is waiting for him, along with Bruno and the rest of the security staff to escort the brothers backstage. However, the two teams in the ring look at McSquire in disbelief, as does most of the crowd and he shakes his head, the match now tied up 1 to 1. McSquire motions for the bell to ring one last time announcing to the teams that the next pin wins. This time, it is Voodoo vs War, as Voodoo is still a bit shaken up, War moves in fast and hits a series of hard rights before a strong headbutt sends Voodoo into the ropes, but instead of bouncing back into the clothesline that War had waiting, Voodoo used the extra oomph to hit a twisting bulldog, the normally turnbuckle move catching War completely by suprize as both men hit the mat, but they roll, War ontop of Voodoo. McSquire drops to the mat and slaps it once, twice, thr... Voodoo manages to get a shoulder up from the makeshift pin. Both men move and tag in their partners, who hit the ring, Voodoo using a hit and run offense trying to wear out Scourge, but it is obvious that it is taking it's toll on Voodoo as well. Finally Scourge gets his hands on Voodoo and powerslams the tiny man to the mat. He pins and gets a three and 9/10ths count before Frankie rushes in with the tag belts. He misses Scourge as the horseman rolls out of the way, and War hits Frankie with a huge boot that makes him drop the belts. Finally, the match degrades into a general brawl, the 4 wrestlers not even hearing the bell as McSquire finally calls the match a draw and it takes a few minutes for security to come out once again and clear the ring of the fighters.

Lupus
vs.
Santa Claus

The lights go out as the arena is bathed in a deep red light. “StinkFist” by TooL plays on the amps; as the song picks up, Lupus parts the curtains and comes out onto the stage. Lupus still sports his new “do” thanks to Hell-Raiser, but his bangs are wet and limp over his eyes, he is also wearing a Santa hat for the season. However on closer inspection the Santa hat has two red horns poking out of the fur trim. He is dressed in his usual long black tights with thick red zig-zags, nuckle gloves and long wrist bands. His head is lightly bowed in a somber as he strides down the ramp and toward the ring. Once at the ring he walks around it confidently once, steps onto the apron, ducks under the bottom rope and into the ring. He walks to the far-left corner, takes off the mock Santa hat to reveal the horns to be on the hat and awaits the start of the match. Lupus' entrance is interrupted when the following scene plays upon the renegade-tron. The scene shows Sante, fully in suit, working with crowds of children having a wonderful time and he's accompanied by a luscious female dressed as his elf. Inside the ring, Lupus shakes his head as the arena lights dim and the theme of Jingle Bells plays over the PA system. The entrace way lights up and an explosion of snow blasts out of the entranceway. Obvious it's graffitti made to look like the snow. A series of raindeer, hooked together, roll out of the entryway. Thier plastic bodies setup on long rollers. Soon the chair to the sleigh is seen with Santa sitting proudly on it. The bearded man climbs out of the sleigh carying a large bag over his shoulder. The jolly man walks down the rampway and climbs up into the ring. He opens a hand to Lupus -asking to wait - and sets the bag down taking the mic from the announcer. "I'm glad to attend prior to one of my longest trips that will be serving all the children in the world, but for now I've got some presents for the children present here today. So if they want they can come on down here or I'll just deliver them later tonight." Several children in the audience make their way towards the ring. He opens the large sack and digs around in it for awhile pulling out a rather seductive cat suit seemingly made of leather and fur. "I got this one for one of the RWA's most seductive and charming ladies, her name being Kat whom im sure you all know well enough." He glances towards the entrance as if expecting to see the Necropolis Women's Champion. Upon the renegade-tron is shown Kat Bohdana, dressed in black, her arms folded across her chest, watching a monitor. The first lady of Anarchy Inc watches with interest. Santa smiles and continues digging in the large bag the chuckles heavily. "Bloodstorm and Adonis I got something for you two but I'll deliver it to your lockerroom later so just look for the present." On the renegade-tron, Kat Bohdana shrugs and walks away from the monitor, entering the AI lockerroom. Back in the ring, Santa has gone back into the bag. He notices Lupus' getting restless and pulls out a slender pink G-string and blinks at it. "Oh yea, Dawg this one is for you compliments of the letter you sent me about always wanting to wear a pink G-string, I hope I got the size right?" He laughs and tosses it at the front row of the crowd towards one of the ladies with the as the crowd roars with laughter. "Lupus I brought you something tonight too, your brother got one as well." Reaching for the large sack, Santa approaches Lupus and swings the bag. Referee Desirée Morales motions for the bell and Lupus blocks the swing, taking the bag and tossing it out to the kids outside the ring. Security quickly removes the children from ringside while the action in the ring continues. Lupus whips Santa across the ring, into the opposite ropes. Santa, thinking quickly, grabs hold of the ropes to prevent himself from bounding off and running straight into a clothesline. Moving quickly, Santa charges and kicks, connecting with Lupus' mid-section. Doubling him over, Santa strikes with a forcefull DDT. He drops to the mat and covers his opponent. Morales follows suit and begins the count, barely managing a 'two' before Lupus gets a shoulder up. The two men quickly get to their feet and Lupus charges Santa, backing up the larger man into a corner. He hits with a series of mud hole stomps, and continues until Morales orders him to stop. Lupus grabs Santa by the beard and yanks hard. If it was an attempt to remove the beard, it was a dismal failure, but it did succeed in dropping Santa to his knee. Lupus adds insult to injury and drives his knee repeatedly into his opponents face until Morales intervenes and backs him up. Morales steps out of the way in time to avoid Lupus hitting Santa with a spear that shakes the ring. Straddling his opponent, Lupus begins to tug at the beard. Santa apparently grows weary of Lupus' continued attempt to pull his beard off and he responds with thumbs to his opponents eyes, causing Lupus to roll off. Lupus holds his hands over his eyes as Santa quickly gets to his feet and hits with a knee to Lupus' spine. Lupus' back arches and is awarded with an awesome kick to the face that knocks him backwards onto the mat. Santa stands and offers his hand to Lupus, helping him up from the ground. He then slings his opponent into the ropes. Lupus bounds off the ropes and ducks a big boot. Santa responds by spinning and hitting with a strong lariat that takes Lupus to the mat with a resounding thud. Santa backs off, turning his attention to the audience. Lupus springs to his feet and attacks the big man from behind, taking the larger man off guard. Lupus rolls Santa quickly and referee Morales drops to the mat and makes the three count with Santa getting a shoulder up just moments too late. Morales takes Lupus' hand and declares him the victor as the show cuts to commercial...

Barbed-Wire Match
RWA 2000 NECROPOLIS WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP
X-Cessive Tanisha
ANARCHY INC.
with X-Cessive Pain
vs.
Kat Bohdana
ANARCHY INC.
RWA 2000 Necropolis Women's Champion
with Bloodstorm

This was a very technical match in which the barbed wire never came into play, much to Flint's chagrine. Tanisha used a variety of suplexes while Kat concentrated on keeping 'Nisha on the mat with her arsenal of submission holds. In the end Kat manages to slap on the Katz Klaw, forcing Tanisha's shoulders to the mat where Flint reluctantly makes the three count. Kat snatches her title and rolls out of the ring, whispering something to 'Storm. The World champ nods and Kat slides back in and walks over to where Tanisha lays on the mat. Kat extends her hand and the arena grows quiet as the crowd awaits Tanisha's reaction...several seconds pass, then Tanisha reaches up and graps the smaller woman's hand. Bohdana pulls Tanisha to her feet and the women embrace in the middle of the ring, the crowd cheering wildly. Together Kat, Tanisha, Pain, and Bloodstorm make their way backstage, the Bohdana/Janobe feud apparently resolved.

4-Way Dance Match
Araña
vs.
Genocide
The Horsemen
with Salome
vs.
Oblivion
vs.
Dreamstruck
with Valet~of~the~Week

"Black Widow" by Alice Cooper comes over the Kemper Arena's sound-system as the white lights switch, bathing the pay-per-view venue in blue. The blue lights illuminate thousands of glittering paper spiders as they fall from the rafters. Some fans scream in terror, others taking up the scream just to add to the atmosphere. On the Renegade-Tron, scenes of Araña's matches are shown, although they are familiar from actual past matches, they have all been redone in animation-style. The luchador himself runs down the aisle like a bolt of energy, doing a hand-spring onto the ring apron and somersaulting over the top-rope. He leaps forward, up onto the middle strand and raises his arms in the air, yelling out, "Lucha!" Fans reply with a half-hearted, "Libre!" "Lucha!" "Libre!" "Lucha!" "LIBRE!" the fans have taken up the participation role more enthusiastic this time. In his light and dark blue wrestling attire, complete with web-designed mask, Araña flips out of the ring to allow his opponents unimpeded entry... "Welcome to the Jungle" by GnR starts and the curtain is jerked aside as Genocide steps onto the ramp, Salome a step behind. Genocide is dressed in black leather pants and a black spandex t-shirt, Salome wears a black leather mini-skirt and black leather bodice. Genocide grins and pumps a fist into the air and two gouts of silver pyro explode on either side of the pair. The crowd hoots and hollars for the pair, well, mostly for Salome as the head down to the ring. Reaching the ring Genocide slides under the bottom rope and leaps to the top of a turnbuckle and raising his arms as Salome saunters around ringside. “Cut my life into pieces. This is my last resort.” Purple fireworks shoot off as the rifts to Papa Roach’s “Last Resort” take over the arena. Matching the rifts, two more flares shoot off as the Arena drops to darkness. A single dark-light illuminates the top of the ramp as the now mask-less Dark Warrior steps out of the curtains. Arms held wide over his head, he pumps up the crowd, women actually howling for the ruggedly good looking man, some wondering why he ever hid his face under the mask. He takes two steps sideways down the ramp, and then points to the ring, the ringposts blooming in purple fire, before purple lights kick up all over the arena, flashing, strobing, and racing around. The Dark One races down the ramp, leaping and sliding under the bottom rope on his stomach before forward flipping to his feet, two jumping roundhouse ax kicks quickly following, before he jumps up onto a turn buckle and holds up his arms, the crowd erupting as the new face to the light-heavyweight gets ready for battle. Finally, Dreamstruck comes down without much fanfare, entering the ring. Jackson goes through the ropes for the four men and backpedals as the bell sounds. Oblivion moves in on Dreamstruck, who manages to land a blow on the Dark Warrior. His follow up punch however, is turned into a judo-toss. Oblivion does not release the arm but rather twists it painfully, setting a foot in Dreamstruck's back. Meanwhile, Arana has hit a centón on Genocide who was quick to his feet and did a body-slam. Now the Horseman turns towards Oblivion who has seemingly clamped on a submission-move. As Genocide approaches however, Oblivion releases and backs off, being rewarded with a spinning heel kick from Dreamstruck. Meanwhile, Arana jumps onto Genocide, doing a reverse rana and driving him down. Genocide rolls to his feet and regards Arana icily. Meanwhile, Dreamstruck goes off the ropes and tries a drop-kick wich hits nothing but Oblivions crossed arms. While the Dark Warrior takes a step back, he does not fall. Meanwhile, Genocide has DDTed Arana to the mat and clamped on a twisting leg-breaker. Oblivion, instead of attacking Dreamstruck back, jogs over to Genocide and Arana. He pops Genocide's ears and proceeds to pull him up by these, driving a knee into his gut and doing a judo toss. Genocide is swiftly up and hits a belly-to-belly suplex. Oblivion is no slower in recovering, but Genocide keeps out of reach, the two circling. Meanwhile, Dreamstruck has tried a flying elbow from the top rope, connecting with Arana's chest. Arana rolls to his feet and kicks Dreamstruck between the eyes. Dreamstruck is clearly dazed and Arana does a flow-through-the-legs Huracán rana, covering up for a fall. This does not escape the circling mens' attention, Genocide rushing over and kicking Arana off at the two-count, only to be hit with a kick to the back of the knee and a leg-sweep directly afterwards. Arana gets to his feet as Dreamstruck does the same, somewhat sluggishly. Arana backs off and Dreamstruck rushes him, swinging out a back hand but missing as the short luchador ducks. Genocide gets up again after being sweeped, barely avoiding Oblivion clamping on some doubtlessly painful move. Genocide dashes in for a sambo suplex and his opponent seems dazed. Genocide looks over to Arana and Dreamstruck, swiftly assessing the situation. Arana downs Dreamstruck with a lariat and jumps onto the ropes for a moonsault, but Dreamstruck gets up, attempting to choke Arana. Genocide ascends the turnbuckles, and there are some spread cheers as he starts running across the top-rope - Oblivion shooting up and rushing into the ropes, pulling them and causing Genocide to fall to the outside! Colt exclaims "He was playing possum!" Oblivion turns to regard the Dreamstruck\Arana fight, where the referee has ordered Dreamstruck to release. Arana immediately hits a huracán rana and attempts another cover. At the one-and-a-half count, he is pulled off by Oblivion and hit with a short arm back body-drop over the top rope. "He's cleaned the ring now." Colt says. However, Genocide is already up and brushing himself up. Meanwhile, Oblivion takes over where Arana left off, hooking a leg. Meanwhile, Genocide ascends the ropes and once again runs over them, hitting a moonsault to break off the pin at the two-count. Genocide climbs onto Oblivion's chest and punches him repeatedly. Salome shouts a warning and Genocide rolls off just as Dreamstruck drops an elbow, hitting Oblivion instead. Genocide picks up Dreamstruck and tosses him out of the ring, knocking over a rising Arana. Oblivion gets up and shakes out the cobwebs, grinning at his opponent. Genocide goes off the ropes with a cross body-block and a three-co NO! Oblivion stretched his leg out, placing it on the ropes. Frustrated, Genocide rises and recieves a vicious kick to the knee, Oblivion pushing him to down him and clamping on a vicious leg-hold of his own design, hyper-extending and possibly severely damaging the joint. Where is Arana in all this? Back in the ring at the 8-count, Dreamstruck following at nine as Arana pulls him in by the hair. A quick "Spinerette" from the spider-man, who once again attempts a cover. Oblivion sees what happens and releases somewhat, as if to go over, allowing Genocide to break out and punch Oblivion in the gut, doing a piledriver. It's too late, Arana having been rewarded with a threecount. Dreamstruck is aided out by this weeks' valet, as is Genocide, limping after Oblivion's hold and sending poisonous glances at the Dark Warrior. Oblivion gets up, shaking out the cobwebs after the piledriver that might've given Genocide a threecount if it wasn't for Arana's greater luck in covering Dreamstruck..

No Disqualification, Weapons Prohibited
RWA2K TV TITLE MATCH
Wrecker
Rokean WAR Order
with Dr. Saka
vs.
The Adonis
ANARCHY INC.
RWA2K TV Champ

Due to technical difficulties this match was unable to be shown to the viewing audience. However, eye witness accounts discribed the match as particularly brutal and extremely close. Anarchy Incorporated members Jack "Bloodstorm" Smith and Chris Chew, who were seated in the audience, were involved in a battle of sorts with an audience member. A large bald headed man, who some believe to have been a Lewis Mara, former Light Heavyweight Champion of the now defunct Homestead Wrestling Association, pushed Bloodstorm back in his seat when he attempted to get up. Chew got involved, but was layed out by a brutal blow to the head. Bloodstorm, and this man tentatively identified as Lewis Mara, battled it out until security came to break it up and tend to Chew. The man, and his female companion were taken from the arena in handcuffs while security took Bloodstorm (who suffered multiple blows to the head, leaving him looking rather battered and bruised) and Chew backstage where police took their statements. Inside the ring, Adonis faired a similar fate. In the end, the rWo member proved to be too much for the Adonis to handle. The match ended with referee Desirée Morales raising Wreckers hand in victory, leaving a badly battered Adonis lying in a pool of his own blood...

Terra Firma
with Steven Andrews
vs.
Disciples of Doom
with Isaac Pfefferman

The lights go black as Godsmack’s "Voodoo" takes over the speakers. A dull rumbling takes over the arena, only slightly drowned out by the song, as a cone rises up out of the ramp down to the ring. Red flares shoot out as the eruption begins in tune with the song and the primal drumbeat. Boiling churning lava flows out of the cone as Rainer and Vesuvius rise slowly from the cone. Both dressed in simple brown full body suits, Rainer stands in at 6’0” 260 pounds, with Vesuvius behind him standing at 6’10” and 400 pounds. Both men move silently down the volcano amidst the churning and glowing lava. Steven Andrews appears at the top of the ramp behind his charges and heads down after them as the volcano makes a hasty retreat back into the ramp and the tag team gets ready in the ring for their opponents. The Disciples' rough techno-beat comes on and they walk down the ramp, clad in new attire. While Pfefferman has his usual red suit, Kingston is clad in red and white holiday-like wrestling gear and has coloured his beard and hair white. Incubus has black wrestling boots, pants, and a black leather trenchcoat with "Satan's little helper" on the back in flaming letters. Kingston is, notably enough, holding a large Kris Kringle-like bag. Incubus grabs a microphone, grinning widely. "Merry Christmas to all you sods in attendance tonight." He flips off the crowd, redoubling the boos. "We've been too busy eradicating all who oppose us to watch out who've been naughty and nice, but if any of you girls've been extra naughty, please stop by our locker-room after the show!" He hands the microphone to Isaac, and proceeds to do groin-chops and holler at the crowd, grabbing the beer of one of those on the front row and pouring some of it down before spitting it out, returning the drink and wiping his mouth with a derogatory comment on the audience-members' taste in beverage. Isaac speaks: "It seems you ungrateful suckers don't realize how big a favour we do you. We could get paid faking injuries, like all those other no-showers, but here we are! The greatest team in the RWA! And you boo us - like that - as if we where bad guys!" The fans, of course, are not convinced by this turn of events. (Considering Incubus is still giving lip to the fans.) Isaac goes on "To show that we've nothing but benevolent motives, we have a Christmas gift for our opponents tonight. Merry Christmas Terra Firma!" At this, Incubus pulls a pair of batons from his coat and Kingston pulls his huge sledgehammer out of the bag. Pfefferman gives his cane a shake, the top of it falling off but still attached to the cane by means of a chain, making it a makeshift flail. They proceed to rush their opponents. Referee Peterson dives out of the ring through the ropes as the Disciples of Doom assault all three members of the Terra Firma team, Incubus attacking Rainer with his pair of batons, focusing on the man's legs. Kingston swings his sledge-hammer and just barely misses connecting with Vesuvious' head, the biggest man in the ring moving quickly out of the way. Pfefferman's flail, however, manages to strike Andrews upside the head, then the diabolical manager wraps the chain about Terra Firma's corner-man's throat, choking him relentlessly. From the back, the RWA 2000 security rush the ring, Bruno himself grabbing Pfefferman in a choke-hold from behind and yanking him viciously off Steven Andrews. Pfefferman fights back, but Bruno drags him out of the ring, shoving him toward one of the security men, who locks on a hammerlock and forces Pfefferman up the ramp, the manager laughing the whole time. Security have separated Incubus and Kingston from their weapons, but the damage to Rainer has been done, the smaller of Terra Firma limping on an injured right leg. Vesuvious had managed to avoid contact with Kingston's 'hammer and indeed, the two men were in a tug o' war over the weapon before it was confiscated. EMTs come out and put Andrews on a stretcher, carrying the man up the ramp as he clutches at his throat and a wide gash is opened on the side of his head. "I've seen less chaos after most matches, Colt," Nalor commented about the pre-match 'festvities'. "I'm not sure there's even going to be a match here tonight, Nalor," James Colt mused. "Of course there is, you idiots!" Jamie Woods - sitting on the far side of Roland Nalor due to the earlier incident during the 'Concrete' vs Bloodstorm match. Peterson was now back in the ring, two of the security men holding back Vesuvious as Bruno himself kept the Disciples back. The official asked for a microphone. "Terra Firma, I'm tempted to throw this match out altogether unless you demand to face your opponents." Peterson hands the mic to Vesuvious, a rumbling sound coming from his throat and he nods slowly, tossing the microphone aside as the President of the RWA 2000 asks James Wilson - the time-keeper - to ring the bell. Vesuvious stays in the ring, Rainer slipping to the apron, obviously favoring his right leg, trying to work the kinks out of it by bending it back and forth repetitively. Kingston decides to stay in the ring for the Disciples and the two big men of their teams walk toward the middle of the squared-circle. The two big men lock up collar-and-elbow style, Vesuvious easily gaining the upper hand, pushing Kingston back to the ropes. Letting go, delivering a hard chop, Vesuvious irish-whips his oppoent. Kingston grabs onto the top-rope, stopping his body's momentum from slinging him into the bigger man. Vesuvious is a bit surprised, walking toward Kingston, who rushes with a double ax-handle shot to the face, then drops the bigger of Terra Firma with a hip-toss. Fist-drop to the big man. Kingston reaches and tags in Incubus as Vesuvious rises. Kingston grabs Vesuvious around the waist, Incubus coming off the top-rope with a missile drop-kick, an astounding feat of double teaming. One-count. Vesuvious presses the smaller man off him, sending Incubus right into the Disciples of Doom corner, where he tags Kingston back in. Double clothesline drops Vesuvious. Both Disciples stomp hard on Vesuvious as Peterson begins to count, demanding Incubus leave the ring. At three, however, Rainer slips into the ring and Kingston points him out to the referee. More double-teaming is allowed to go without punishment as Rainer tries to get to his partner to help, but not wanting to shove the official. CRASH! Double vertical suplex on Vesuvious, Incubus sliding out of the ring as Peterson turns around, Rainer having left the ring. Two-count. Kingston is pressed off the powerful Terra Firma man. Kingston hammers his opponent with forearm shots as Vesuvious is getting up. It appears Kingston is going to hit a piledriver - but Vesuvious easily turns it into a back-drop. Kingston shows some degree of ring-savvy, however, attempting to pull the big man over with a sunset-flip. Vesuvious steadies himself and reaches down, grabbing Kingston around the throat with both hands, pulling him up, up, way up, holding him over eight feet in the air, Kingston's legs dangling uselessly as he tries to pry Vesuvious' fingers from around his throat. A ring-crunching chokeslam powerbomb follows. Kingston is lying on his back, breathing heavily. Vesuvious backs up toward the Doom corner, spinning around and slamming a discus punch into the side of Incubus' head, sending him to the floor. A quick tag to Rainer and Vesuvious pulls up Kingston's legs, aiming his groin toward the Terra Firma corner. "Oh my God! 'Rock Crusher'!" Nalor screamed, no doubt 'feeling' Kingston's pain as Rainer's head connected with a low-blow. Rainer covers his opponent, but at two, Incubus yanks Rainer's foot, pulling him off his partner and outside the ring. Incubus hits a knee-clip on the right leg of Rainer, dropping him immediately. Shoving James Wilson out of his chair, Incubus folds it up and turns to face Rainer. Vesuvious had come up behind Incubus and yanked the chair from his grasp, swinging it and connecting with Incubus' head as the smaller Disciple turned to face the bigger Terra Firmite. Vesuvious hoisted Incubus up and gorilla-pressed him twice then hurled him into the ring. The count-out continued, but Vesuvious rolled his partner in at the seven-count, breaking the count-out. Quickly, Kingston pulled Rainer up and Incubus added to a spiking piledriver. Peterson accosted the heels, demanding Incubus leave the ring. He did, but Kingston immediatly tagged him back in after tossing Rainer in the Disciples' corner. Both men stomped against Rainer, Kingston hauling off and hitting him in the face with a hard right hook before stepping to the apron. Incubus back-pedals and comes at Rainer, doing a hand-spring into a drop-kick, taking the bigger man down. Straddling Rainer's chest, Incubus began to pepper him with closed fists to the head, the bigger of the two blocking the shots as best he could with his forearms. Rolling off Rainer at the four-count, Incubus waited, hitting his foe with a quick DDT as he got up. Incubus went to the top-rope, leaping over the ropes, then up onto the top. Sailing off with the flying elbow-smash, Rainer rolled out of the way of the move, Incubus jamming his arm on the unforgiving canvas. Rainer was up first, looking not nearly as wounded as he would have Incubus believe. Hammerlock into a hammerlock body-slam, working over the jammed arm that Incubus gave himself. Irish-whip, only no release. Incubus went sailing across as Rainer held onto the arm, twisting it at a vicious angle as Incubus screamed in agony. Still holding onto the wrist, Rainer brought a hard elbow down onto it. Then again. A twisting arm-wringer caused Incubus to flip over after the second wring. The Disciple managed to free himself by driving both feet into Rainer's face from the mat. A kip-up and Incubus tagged his bigger partner. Knee-clip by Incubus, leg-drop to the back of the head by Kingston. Rolling Rainer over, two-count. Kingston helps Rainer up, whipping him into the ropes and catching him, connecting with a vicious tilt-a-whirl power-slam. Another two-count, Rainer showing his resilience as his shoulder shoots up. Again, Kingston helped Rainer up, this time up with a gorilla-press before simply dropping Rainer behind the black Disciple face-first. Grabbing the right leg of Rainer, Kingston rolled the man onto his back and locked a leg-lock on Rainer, hammering on his knee with a closed fist. Rainer grabbed the rope, causing a break. Kingston let go and pushed his opponent back to the ropes, irish-whipping him. Vesuvious made the blind tag as Kingston hit a flap-jack on Rainer, sending the man up into the air and crashing to the mat. Vesuvious' boot caught Kingston in the face and the African-American Disciple dropped. Incubus rushed in, only to be scooped and slammed to the mat. Kingston was scooped and slammed. Incubus whipped into the ropes and nailed with a big-boot, sending him out of the ring over the top-rope. Kingston is locked in a bearhug. Struggling, the larger of the Disciples couldn't pull his arms free, but he shook his head defiantly, not about to submit. Crashing belly-to-belly suplex. Kingston is pulled up and dropped again, this time with a DDT. Two-count. Incubus pulled his partner's leg over the bottom-rope. Vesuvious got up and turned toward Incubus on the outside. Kingston hit a low-blow on the big man, the shot doing seemingly nothing other than getting Vesuvious' attention. As the bigger of the two big men turned, Kingston scooped Vesuvious up and body-slammed him, shaking the ring. Incubus slipped into the ring, drop-kicked Rainer off the apron and helped Kingston irish-whip Vesuvious. The Disciples of Doom moved toward the ropes and hit the big man with a double hip-toss, sending him out of the ring and crashing through the time-keeper's table. "I think his head connected with the bell, Nalor!" Colt worried aloud. "Doesn't matter, Colt, the Disciples have just turned the tide of the match." the self-proclaimed 'Manager of Champions' replied. In the ring, Incubus and Kingston waited, not looking about to attack either opponent. Peterson's count-out grew closer to fruition and still Vesuvious wasn't moving. "Eight..!" The big man began to move. "Nine..!" Vesuvious was on his feet, his hands on the guard-rail, his back to the ring. "Ten..!" just as the Terra Firmite placed a hand on the ring apron, Peterson declared the match over, a count-out resulting as the Disciples laughed. Suddenly, the lights in the Kemper Arena flickered out. "Damned power shortages," grumbled a half-inebriated Woods. Suddenly, a bunch of colored Christmas lights flicker on inside the ring. Moments later, the house lights come back on and Rainer is lying in the ring, wrapped in blinking red, blue, gold and green lights. On the Renegade-Tron, a scene of Incubus, Kingston and a fairly large group of men wearing black t-shirts and jeans is seen leaving the Arena. RWA 2000 Head of Security, Bruno comes out from the back with a microphone in hand, "The Disciples of Doom have been whining about the organization, and unfairness, and how they where 'robbed' of titles they never bothered defending. Well.. in two weeks, they'll have the chance to face me and one of the guys from security in a tornado cage-match. Then we'll see what's what!" The fans cheer Bruno as he drops the microphone and heads backstage...

Simultaneous Four-Man Tournament Match
RWA 2000 WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP
Winner of
Freedom Match
Demolisher Rhoades
vs.
Hell-Raiser
with Succubus
VS.
Winner of
Last Chance Match
Madd Dawg
The Horsemen
with Scheherazade
vs.
Bloodstorm
ANARCHY INC.
RWA 2000 World Champion
with Kat Bohdana

((Foreword to readers: I apologize for the delay of this match, and I am still currently writing the full version to be posted here as soon as I get it done. Now, to sate your appetites and let you know who the champ is....)) In a long and brutal match between HellRaiser and Ray Rhoades, Rhoades hit the Bulldozer after being the first man to kick out of the Decent. On the other side of the ring, Madd Dawg was put to sleep by Bloodstorm, obviously the early attack from Celerus aiding in Bloodstorm's sleeperhold. the final part of the match, Demo put BS down for the three count after a hanging powerslam, both men unable to stand up without aid after the match.

January 7 RAGE & Wrath