USPW Friday Night Freedom [7]

[CEO Cloe]

Live from the Ameri-Dome, Washington D.C.
Friday, June 1

[glow=blue,2,300]USPW Presents: Freedom[/glow]

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Your USPW Friday Night Freedom Commentators for tonight:
Tom Roberts, Steve Travis and Johnny Vendetta

Tom Roberts: Welcome USPW fans, to this first ever USPW Event in the month of June! I’m Tom Roberts, and I’m honored to be joined by Steve Travis and the other guy!

Steve Travis: Wow it’s June already?? Can you believe how great May was for USPW? The passing of the torch to Mischoff and Cloe and Ray, new World Champion, Phantom, The Idol and other veterans signed on and man, it’s just a great time to be here in USPW!!

[Pyro technics and fireworks go off to signal that the show is beginning to the live audience as they cheer loudly to be at USPW’s June 1st edition of Friday Night Freedom!]

Johnny Vendetta: What?? This is Freedom? I thought it was another pay-per-view! I knew a lot of folks who would pay good money for a stacked card like this! The United States Championship will be defended in a battle royal?? Matt Hawk makes his debut?? Izzy Inzane takes on Mike Mahoney in a steel cage?? Cameron Cash has a mystery partner for the tag gold?? Stardust and the Idol Max Prophet are both here?? Let me charge $50 a pop!!

Roberts: Hang onto that $50 Johnny, you might need it if you get a date tonight because you tried our sponsor’s new product.

Johnny: That’s right! Tonight’s show is brought to you by EDGE Shave Gel! I am not sleeping alone tonight, garun-damn-tee’d!!

Travis: You keep telling yourself that, Johnny. This face is as smooth as a baby’s bottom!

Roberts: Well speaking of “alone” what do ya say we start the show? Tag Team titles, up next!!

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Tag Team Match

Cameron Cash and Partner of his Choosing vs. The Bruised
If Cameron's team wins they are number one contenders

[Cameron Cash arrives at the Ameri-Dome, he has his bag with him he always carries. He walks around looking for somebody; he sees GM Ray's office. He knocks, GM Ray opens.]

Cameron Cash: Hey, Just telling you I won't be fighting today in that match. I have no clue who told The Bruised crap, but wasn't me. So I am out.

GM Ray: Well Cameron, you have until I make my announcement later. Because it so happens that the Bruised were wishing to defend those tag team titles against you and whoever your partner would be. Since you don't want to fight, I will be out later to address it. Your choice.

[Cameron leaves, he is thinking he sees somebody peeking at him from around the corner a girl is peeking at Cameron. Cameron hurries up, but the girl is gone. Cameron leaves he is about to leave the building when somebody grabs his arm. It is Raven, old friend back from FSP.]

Cameron Cash: Raven? What you doing here?

Raven: I have been watching you awhile now, It seems your stuck on what to do I am here to give you the answers you seek. You feel you want to do things on your own? Well all I have to say is, Trent has always been your best friend since childhood. You two always dreamed of becoming the best tag team in wrestling since the days of New Age Outlaws, now you still have a chance to add more to your resume.

Cameron Cash: You don't get it do you Raven? I am here for a singles career, not tag team no more. I did it all as a tag team 3 time tag team champion period. Time to add more to it, to also do it without anybody helping. So Raven go back to your husband Asher where you belong, tell my dad NO THANKS. I am not doing it…

[Cameron Cash leaves the arena, he exits out the door, and heads away from the ring. The camera then shifts to the ring announcer standing paitently in the ring.]

Mike Cardella: This match, by request of The Bruised and GM Ray, is for the USPW Tag Team Championships!

[501-Black and Blue begins to blast, out comes The USPW Tag Champions The Bruisers heading to the ring, they climb into the ring they grab the mic from Mike Cardella. They push Mike Cardella into the ropes ]

Duane Black: We told GM RAY earlier tonight, we are not going to sit back and wait to defend the tag belts. We want this match, to be for the BELTS. So, get whoever down here! Oh wait, you already left like a chicken!!

[GM Ray comes out with a mic in his hand.]

GM Ray: Well guys, I tried to talk to Cameron Cash, it seems he wants no part of you guys. So he took off, if he no shows the match he is fired for breach of contract, but whoever wants to face you two go at it I’m making it an open challenge right now!

[ All of a sudden the arena fills up with smoke, the fans are looking around as the smoke gets thicker and heavier and it smells...]

Roberts: What is that Smell?

Johnny: Were you ever a teenager in your mom's basement?? Thats POT man!!

["Fireball Ministery" Sundown begins to blast over the PA system. From the entrance way comes somebody with a singapore cane in his hand Trent He come down with a Joint hanging from his mouth, he takes a puff and hands it to a fan, the fan takes a drag and hands it off to another fan, Trent follows the joint going down the first row, Trent tries to get it back but the fans are going to fast, Trent is racing after his joint, he finally gets to a fan with it and takes it. He sees, its almost gone.]

Roberts: What is this joke doing out here??

[Trent circles the ring, he goes to the time keeper and sits down next to him, and grabs a mic.]

Trent: Uhhh Hey Guys, I don't know if you guys know me but my name is Trent! Hi! I am here to say one thing to my best bud Cameron, I am fighting for Syndicate. You’re doing your own thing I get it, I respect it. I never stopped you from being the best you can be, I won't now. I will do what Syndicate set out to do, be the best faction EVER!! Wish me luck!

[Trent gets up, he fixes his pants he is about to enter the ring ]

Roberts: Here we go folks, Trent is about to take on both members of the Bruised, for the tag team titles… I think!?

Tag Team Championship Match


Trent vs. The Bruised (c)
This match was modified at request of the Champions

Roberts: Here we go ring the bell

[ Trent climbs in the ring ]

Johnny: Trent is nuts, he must have smoke a little too much of that wackky tabacky!!

[Duane Blue and Drew Black double team Trent right off the bat with rights and lefts! They send him into the ropes and back drop him, but they hold on to him in midair, both of them press slam him over their heads they walk to the ropes they throw him into the first row! ]

Roberts: OH MY!! Did you see that?? They tossed him into the stands !

Johnny: Ok, maybe the kid is in over his head.

[Trent falls over the safety railing, he crawls on his hands and knees. He makes his way to the ring announcer again, he sits next to him. He see his joint sitting there. He takes it and re-lights the joint and grabs the mic.]

Trent: CAMERON WHERE ARE YOU?

[Drew Black climbs out of the ring, he goes over to Trent. Trent sticks a thumb into the eye of Drew Black and slams his head into the time keepers table! Drew is stunned. Trent dives into the ring, he ducks a running big boot from Duane Blue. Blim Burn (Trent stubs a marijuana joint out on his opponents forehead). Duane holds his head]

Johnny: That’s a very smart move!

[Trent kicks Duane in the stomach, and Lay Down Your Soul To The Gods Rock 'n' Roll (One handed Chokeslam). Trent off the ropes, Drew Black grabs the ankle of Trent, Duane Blue with a kick to the stomach. Running Powerbomb but Trent gets out the back door and clotheslines Drew Black off the ring apron into the safety railing. A fan reaches over and grabs Drew Black by the head and slams him into the announcers table]

Roberts: A fan attacked Drew Black!! He can't do that!

Johnny:: That’s no fan, that’s CAMERON CASH!!

[Cameron Cash jumps over the safety railing, he throws his USPW hat in the air and climbs in the ring. He kicks Duane Blue in the stomach, Toke Driver(Inverted Death Valley Driver, considered to be Trent's Murder Move) by Trent ]

Roberts: What a move!!

[Drew Black is in the ring, Trent back drops Drew Black Cameron Cash comes over Grey Goose Death Drop (Elevated cutter) the cover by Cameron Cash… 1............2................3!! The fans go wild and the ref calls for the bell!]

Roberts: Cameron Cash and Trent capture the USPW Tag Team Titles!

Mike Cardella: The winners and NEWWWWWWWWWWWW USPW Tag Team Champions Cameron Cash and Trent!!

[Cameron Cash and Trent celebrate with the tag team titles ]

Johnny: That shouldn't be allowed, Cameron Cash walked out, he left. He wanted no part of the tag titles now he comes back? If you ask me, it was a cover up a set plan to trick The Bruised!

[ Cameron and Trent head up the entrance way ramp high fiving the fans ]

Roberts: A title change to start off Freedom?? Man, this show is gonna be good!!

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We're all pulling for you, Izzy

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[Izzy is setting down in his lockeroom, He's just finished wrapping his hands with his trademark black tape. He stands up and throws a few air jabs and rolls his neck out to stretch it. He starts pacing back and forth in his lockeroom. He turns around to see the television. The Tag team match has just finished. The feeling has just sunk in that his title match is up next. He bows his head and puts his hands together for a prayer.]

Izzy: (Praying) God, please help me get through this match safe and sound. I pray that you watch over me god and keep me in your hands and help me win this match that I am so luckily apart of tonight lord, In your name I pray, amen.

[Izzy exits his lockeroom and makes his way down the corridor. He reaches the curtain where he's about to make his entrance. Right before he burst through the curtain, General Manager Ray walks up to him and puts a hand on his shoulder.]

GM Ray: You've got this kid, we're all cheering for you.

[General Manager Ray turns Izzys head toward the crowd of superstars that are behind him. AJ Johnson, Troy Franklin, CEO Cloe, Predator, Andrew Savage, and most of the other superstars that are awaiting the results of this upcoming death match, that's about to take place.]

Izzy: Thank you.

[Izzy turns back around and gets prepared for his entrance.]

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TV Title Match - Steel Cage Match


Izzy Inzane vs Mike Mahoney (C)

Johnny: Well, if there’s any one man whose been on a roll in USPW, it’s the Television Champion, Mike Mahoney! The guy is living his dreams in the USPW ring like it’s an MMA octagon.

Travis: That’s true, but if there’s any one man who has the years of experience, loads of talent, and sheer determination to defeat the new champion, it’s Izzy Inzane!

Johnny: Ohh sure, Izzy can win almost any match, I mean he almost won the Champion’s Advantage match, but how about this?

[The camera pans to above the ring, where a massive steel cage is slowly being lowered to the ring by steel cables, and the ring crew prepares for the steel cage match, by making sure the cage is nice and sturdy and ready for a war.]

Roberts: You make a good point, Vendetta! This cage is Mike Mahoney’s home turf. Izzy is going to have a hell of a time trying to beat Mike in this thing.

Travis: Let’s not forget how Izzy isn’t afraid to fly high. Could Izzy use this cage in ways unimaginable to a MMA superstar? Let’s find out!

("Welcome to Detroit City"- Trick Trick ft Eminem hits the PA system, The lights dim inside of the Ameri-Dome, and the fans begin to roar. Izzy slowly walks his way onto the ramp, He's got his ring gear on and a special shirt on that's been air brushed with the Detroit Lions logo on it specially for Izzy, He stops ontop of the ramp and takes a long look around the audience, The Ameri-Dome is backed all the way to the roof with fans that are jumping up and down for Izzy. He smiles and starts to jog down the ramp and slap the fans hands all the way down the ramp. He hits the steel steps and is about to climb in before he turns around and goes over to his close friend/trainer Redd who's setting in front row and gives him a big hug and then rolls into the ring. Izzy sprints from on side of ropes to the other side. He stops and takes off his shirt and throws it into the audience, were a few fans scrimmage over it. They love this guy as he runs full speed to the ring and into the steel cage, as he shakes the cage walls, testing how sturdy they are.]

Roberts: Izzy Inzane has a plan tonight!

[“Now you're stepping inside where you can't be afraid… it's a matter of pride when you enter the cage… put your heart on the line it determines your fate….” The all too familiar music of “The MMA Machine” Mike Mahoney hits the arena, as the loyal USPW fans fill the arena with boos. Mahoney’s manager and sexy ring girl, Toni Frost, leads the way, dressed in a barely there outfit, and a “come-get-me” smirk. She shows utmost confident in Mike Mahoney as he emerges onto the stage, with a towel over his head, and his usual mixed martial arts-themed ring gear and warming up to the chorus of boos. He has the white strapped USPW Television title with him. The lovely Toni Frost shows her slogan on her top, “First Round Tap Out”, as the duo enter the cage, looking completely ready for an MMA fight or wrestling match. Toni gives Mike a kiss on the cheek for good luck.]

Johnny: Mike Mahoney has a plan too! It’s called “Kick some ass”.

[Mahoney looks around at the steel cage. Izzy grabs the cage and is shaking the structure out as the fans are getting into it. Izzy gestures to his waist saying he’s getting his title back. Mike waves no with his finger. The bell sounds as both men start to circle the ring as the crowd is on their feet.]

Roberts: Wow, do you feel that tremor from the fans. You would think that they have been waiting for this match for ages with the energy that is in the air.

[Mike and Izzy slow down, they both walk and go to lock up in the middle of the ring but Mike is too versatile and skilled in the martial arts, and he deadlifts Izzy Inzane up, and slams him down backfirst, immediately entering a half-mount position from MMA, delivers a few vicious elbows right to the face of Izzy Inzane. Mike Mahoney lets go and raises his arms as if he plans to stop his offense and gives Izzy a chance to begin to get up, but he quickly delivers a cheap soccer kick to the face of Izzy. The crowd boos, and Mahoney walks over to the steel cage. He demands the referee open the door, and the ref does, but Mike doesn’t try and leave he just expects and receives a kiss from his ring girl.]

Johnny: Mike Mahoney is the real deal, guys, I been trying to tell you!

Roberts: Don’t count Izzy out, the man has years of experience! Besides, how arrogant can this Mike guy be?

[Izzy Inzane has a cut above his eyebrow already and he is bleeding. But he gets up to his feet, and is greeted by Mike Mahoney with two hard forearm shots to the back. He grabs Izzy Inzane by the neck and tights and runs him over to throw him head first into the cage, both men run but Izzy puts his hand and foot out and blocks it as Mike is trying hard to slam his head into the cage. Izzy throws an elbow to his chest then his jaw trying to get Mahoney to loosen up. Mahoney gets stunned as Izzy quickly turns it around and sends Mahoney to the steel cage head first. The crowd pops as Mahoney comes stumbling back Izzy runs with a high dropkick to the back that sends Mahoney again into the steel cage head first and down to the mat.]

Travis: You think they do that in MMA?

[Izzy is on his feet now playing to the crowd as they are getting excited. Izzy looks around at the top of the cage as the fans are cheering, then he looks at the door on the steel cage and then down at Mahoney. He grabs Mahoney by the arm and head to help pick him up. He walks Mahoney over to the ropes and hopes up on the top rope with cat-like agility, and uses his momentum to come down leg first on the ropes and do a crazy high risk arm drag that sends Mahoney across in the ring.]

Roberts: This is that experience we talked about! Izzy knows his way around the steel cage and the ring!

[Izzy walks over to try and capitalize on the success. He goes right for the leg, grabbing the ankle and kicking the back of Mike’s hamstrings. He goes to kick it again but Mahoney pulls him in with his leg, and wraps one leg around his neck, the other around his shoulder, and in an instant, Izzy Inzane is writhing in pain from a choke hold.]

Roberts: TRIANGLE!! The triangle choke!! Just like that!


Travis: I’ve seen many MMA matches end with this move, it’s a black belt-caliber technique! Only the best of the best can pull off the triangle choke!!

[Izzy is locked in pretty tight, he looks like he’s struggling for air.]

Johnny: Better stop this match before we need EMTs for another Mahoney opponent!

[Mahoney attempts to tighten the hold, but Izzy is fighting out of it. He straightens his muscles and uses all of his power to lift Mahoney up off the mat in a powerbomb position, and he spins 180 and does deliver a powerbomb straight to the mat. Izzy backs up into the corner to recover from the hold.]

Travis: A beautiful slam by Izzy! He’s no small fry!

[Neither man stays still for long as they both are back up and in the center of the ring. Izzy and Mahoney tie up. Mahoney sweeps behind Izzy and takes his back, as he lifts and hits Izzy with a technical wrestling side slam. He's got Izzy’s back on the ground, but Izzy wiggles free and both men come to their feet. Face to face, Mahoney and Izzy begin to throw punches toe to toe. Mahoney gets the upper hand and hits Izzy with a massive MMA strike combo of punches and kicks. He goes for a head kick but Izzy ducks and hits him with a brutal drop kick. He makes the cover… One… Two… No, Mahoney kicks out!]

Travis: That was a great effort there, but only a two count.

[Izzy lifts Mahoney up to his feet and irish whips him face first into the turnbuckle. Mike leans against the padding, as Izzy rushes him and looks for a flying calfkick, but Mike is just too agile as he rolls out of the way and Izzy crashes into the turnbuckle. His feet get caught up in the cage, and he hangs upside down like a tree of woe. Mike walks over and lets out a battle cry and the fans boo as Mike delivers kick after kick after kick to the ribs of upside down Izzy Inzane.]

Roberts: Ohh man, Izzy’s ribs are turning a tomato shade of red.

Johnny: Mahoney’s kicks are lethal.

[Mahoney still has Izzy in that tree-of-woe as he lifts him up and locks his arms around Izzy’s neck. It looks like Mike might be setting up for a choke hold, but Izzy is quick with an upside knee to Mike’s face to give himself just enough time to separate himself from Mike and sit back up on the turnbuckle. He turns around but Mahoney uses the ropes and hits a quick counter kick using the top rope as leverage. Izzy takes the kick straight to the face and nearly goes unconscious but he doesn’t fall off.]

Travis: Devastating kick! Man oh man!

[Miek climbs after him and both men are on the top turnbuckle. Izzy’s back is pressed against the cage and Mahoneys is facing the ring. The two of them are exchanging fists and Izzy gets the upper hand this time. He hits Mahoney three times before muscling up enough strength to push him off of the turnbuckle onto his back. Mike crashes into the mat, as Izzy stands up and signals for the crowd’s encouragement.]

Roberts: What is Izzy thinking??

[Izzy stands tall and jumps off in attempt to hit his signature senton bomb, but Mahoney rolls out of the way and Izzy hits nothing but the concrete-like mat. Mahoney rolls to his knees and is griping his back. He turns and begins to try and climb the cage.]

Travis: Is Mahoney looking for the victory here?

[He gets almost to the top before Izzy stumbles his way up the cage. He grabs Mahoney by his MMA trunks and pulls him down to the same halfway height that Izzy is at, He grabs Mahoney’s head and smashes his face against the cheese grater-like steel cage. Mahoney is rocked and almost falls from the side, But Izzy grabs him and DDT's him from half the height of the steel cage. The crowd goes wild, and Izzy makes the cover…. One…. Twoo…. Thr… No! Mahoney gets his shoulder up just in time.]

Roberts: Did you see the impact from that DDT?

Travis: See it?? I felt it!! But this Mike Mahoney kid is so strong! He never stays down for long!

[Izzy Inzane reaches over and grabs Mike, but Mike quickly counters whatever offense Izzy can muster up with a drop toe hold and he immediately switches it into an MMA style kneebar! Izzy is in a lot of pain here! Izzy screams out as the ref ask does he give. Mike falls flat back and wraps his legs around Izzy’s leg to increase the pressure. Izzy is trying to reach for the ropes, he hoepes to find some leverage there. Mahoney screams to add more pressure, but Izzy is telling the ref “NO”.]

Johnny: That’s Sambo right there… It’s either tap or snap, I think Izzy’s done here.

[But Izzy isn’t done! He rolls over, and uses all of his strength and his free leg to shove Mike Mahoney back first into the ropes. Izzy gets up, but the leg lock didn’t do bad enough damage as he leaps forward, grabs Mike and spins around and nails him with a vicious tornado DDT. Mike is down. Izzy sees his opportunity and he begins climbing the cage, using the corner ropes as a stepping stool.]

Roberts: Climb Izzy, climb!

[Izzy climbs the age, hand over hand, foot over foot. The climbs seems infinite, but finally Izzy Inzane makes it to the top, and is ready to climb over, but he can’t! Mike Mahoney is down there, and he climbs the ropes and has a hold of Izzy’s foot! Izzy tries to kick him off but can’t as Mahoney uses his athleticism to climb the cage, and both men end up on the very top.]

Johnny: Ohh man, this is gonna end epicly!


[Izzy and Mahoney are both perched atop the cage straddling it. They are exchanging punches , Mahoney rocks Izzy and Izzy almost falls from the top of the cage before Mahoney grabs him and rams his face downward into the top part of the cage, He then grabs Izzy and puts him in position for a suplex from the top of the cage, Mahoney heaves and it doesn’t quite work. Izzy is hanging on for dear life.]

Roberts: I can’t watch!!

[Izzy fights back with some punches, and hooks Mike around the arm, for a sort of top-of-the-cage version of the arm drag and he does just that! Mike Mahoney is tossed from the top of the cage, to the all the way down to the cold, hard, unforgiving wrestling mat. The fans go wild, as Izzy keeps his balance and doesn’t fall down. He instead slings his legs over the cage and begins the climb down. He reaches the mat, and Mike is still in the ring, down on the mat.]

Travis: That’s it!! Izzy Inzane has reached the ground!!

Roberts: He’s the NEW USPW Television Champion!!

Roberts: Oh my god, Izzy Inzane has done it ! He has won his very first title!

Travis: He's done it, He's done it ! It's no World Title but he's won his very first belt ! This young man deserves it for everything he's done to his body here tonight!”

Roberts: Yes he does Steve he deserves every bit of glory he's getting right now!

(The fans are roaring, Izzy is lying on the outside of the ring griping the Television Title belt aainst his chest. He has the most amazed look on his face. It's a moment he's never had before. Izzy is looking around at all the fans that are on their feet roaring for him. He is still taking it in, a moment that Izzy is experiencing for the first time. He rises to his feet and holds the belt above his head.]

Roberts: This young man tore his own body apart last week at forsaken in that ladder match and he didn't even win. He did the same thing this week and it paid off ! I'm so happy for Izzy he deserves it !

Johnny: Now wait just a second!

[Izzy’s music is cut off by the sudden blaring of “Love the Way You Lie” by Eminem. Mike Mahoney is on his knees in the ring, wiping sweat off his head, and Izzy is wiping the blood from his mouth, still holding the title.]

Johnny: That’s Mischoff’s music!!

[The man himself comes out to the entry way, with a contract in one hand and a microphone in the other. He smirks at the crowd who shower him with boos.]

Mischoff: Hang on, just a second, Izzy! We have to talk! Now, I know for a fact a simpleton like you doesn’t know what it takes to own a business like this, or run a show as great as USPW… But.. Let me be the first to say, I did not spend MILLIONS on Mike Mahoney’s dual-sport MMA / USPW contract, so you could run away from him.

[The crowd boos, and Izzy looks confused.]

Mischoff: No, quite the opposite. If you look at the contract here, and read the words like you were taught in Business 101 class, you would see that you cannot, in fact, win this cage match by climbing over the cage like a pansy and “Ohh look ref, my feet touched the ground!!”

Roberts: What in the hell is Mischoff going on about?

Mischoff: Izzy, the match isn’t over until one of you pins, taps out, or passes out. So get your ass back in the ring and let’s stop making my USPW look like a damn joke!!

[The crowd boos wildly.]

Johnny: The match never ended!

[Izzy reluctantly agrees with Mischoff and heads to the door of the cage, so he can get back in the ring and make the pinfall.]

Travis: This is bull…

[Izzy Inzane gets up into the ring, and enters halfway, but he’s cut off by Mike Mahoney who pulls guard with a leap, and wraps a leg around Izzy’s head, while pulling him throat first around the middle rope! Izzy Inzane is hanging half way out the door while receiving a Gogoplata inbetween the ropes.]

Roberts: Ohh come on!! It’s that Demon’s Gate move!

Travis: On the ropes?! Jeez man!

Johnny: What? There’s no rope break in MMA!

[Mahoney has an unfair leverage with this choke being applied using the rope and Izzy hanging out. Izzy is going limp. The referee checks up on him. His hand falls straight to the mat. The referee calls for the bell, Izzy is out! He quickly pulls Mike off of him. Mike raises up and celebrates as Toni Frost enters the cage with the Television title.]

Mike Cardella: The winner of this match and STILLLL USPW Television Champion….. Miiikkeeee Mahoneeeeyyy!!!!

Johnny: That choke hold was world class jiu-jitsu!

Roberts: My ass…

[Mahoney is making his way backstage with his title and Toni Frost, as the camera focuses on Izzy, Who is setting in the middle of the ring with his hands over his eyes.]

Johnny: Izzy blew another chance. He couldn't seal the deal and take the title home with him.


[Izzy rolls out of the ring and slowly limps up the ramp into the back area. Mischoff is already gone to the back, but out comes the CEO of USPW, Cloe. Cloe gives Izzy a round of applause, and Izzy seems surprised, as he wipes his eyes. Izzy’s eyes are red, from the tears that have come out after the loss.]

CEO Cloe: Don’t worry Izzy… That was an exciting match… But it doesn’t end here, not like this. I couldn’t help but notice a certain Mischoff making up his own rules. That’s fine! Mike Mahoney, you want to make up rules, good, now’s your chance to enforce them! Next week on Freedom, I am setting up a number one contender’s match to your title, and you’re going to be the referee, Mike Mahoney! But just know this! Whoever wins the match can choose the stipulation of their choice for the title match with you, and you probably bet your money it won’t be another cage match! Izzy, you better get ready to kick some butt and make Mike count your victory, one – two- three!!

[Izzy’s mood seems to have improved as he smiles and walks backstage and the crowd cheers.]

Roberts: Mike Mahoney, special guest referee next week? Sounds exciting!

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A Word from Mischoff

["Love the way you lie" plays over the PA System as Mischoff slowly makes his way down towards the ring. He is sporting his usual blue jeans, and a USPW shirt, and his black shades. He just smiles at the fans, as he enters the ring and asks for a mic.]

Mischoff: First off. Forsaken was just great! Titles changing hands. Some faces from FCW showed up.

[F-C-W chants break out, as Mischoff nods.]

Mischoff:Before I go into that. I have to drop something you guys. This June, our next PPV is Hell Frozen Over. Kind of a fitting name as Hell has Frozen Over with me and Cloe working together, in a fed not FCW.

[He smiles.]

Mischoff:More details to follow on that. As I said, some FCW faces are here and I want them to know. That the Magic Man, the hand and mind of FCW will be running this place far and just. No, FCW antics here. USPW has some great talent, and boys, show them what you are made of. Just don't make a fool out of them okay? Those guys who have been here, are here for a reason. So let's be nice okay?

[He smiles once more.]

Mischoff: Let's make USPW the next big thing and let's forget what the old owners did. New faces, and a WHOLE new attitude. Look forward to Hell Frozen Over as the Main Event, is gonna be an old favorite. Used once, never used again. What is it? Let's just say, only two men fought in it and only ONE walked away from it. Details to follow next week.

[Mischoff smiles and than leaves the ring. Stopping when he spots a Miscoff/Cleo Power Couple sign with a wedding ring drawn on it. He just smiles and points to a Mischoff is Magic Man sign, than heads to the back. The camera shows the logo for the June PPV.]

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Family Movie

[The shot opens up with the view of two persons backs. One long haired, one bald. They are seated in a large room on a leather couch in the center of a green room. On the was in front of they couch was a large entertainment center. A television is in the center of the entertainment center. It is obviously a horror movie is playing on the TV as a gutsy female scream comes out of the speakers as a splattering of blood pelts the screen and runs down. The movie is "The Stepfather" circa 1987.]

[Laughter comes from the pair seated in front of the TV. Then they start to share a conversation, and that is when its known that the duo there is 2/3rds of the 6-man Tag Team Champions and Tag Team competitors, Cyanide and Crysis.]

Cyanide: Uncle John's exploits will live on forever!

Crysis: Why did they change Uncle John's name to Jerry Blake in the movie? That just sounds stupid!

Cyanide: He sure was one hell of a man!

[Cyanide stretches out and leans back, doing so he notices the camera and smacks Crysis on the chest, then points back behind them to the camera. Crysis turns around and stares at the camera momentarily before speaking.]

Crysis: What do you want!? We are trying to enjoy a movie made about a family member of ours and relax a but before our matches tonight!

Cyanide: You idiot! Get out of here!

[The duo turn their heads back to the screen and each throw up a middle finger to the camera as the scene fades to black.]

Roberts: Well, they certainly have an interesting way of preparing for huge title matches!

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USPW United States Championship - Battle Royal Match


The Brian Magnum vs Troy "The Baller" Franklin vs AJ Johnson vs "Classy" Mike C vs. Cyanide Harvey vs. Mark Force (C)
You can win by pinfall, submission, or throwing opponent over top rope onto the outside.

Mike Cardella: Ladies and Gentleman it is now time for the 6-Man Battle Royal for the USPW United States Championship!

[The crowd in attendance begins to go crazy.]

[ "I Came To Play" by Downstait hits over the PA system as the crowd then begins booing loudly. Out through the curtain walks The Brian Magnum. He is in a solid black trench coat with the chapions advantage briefcase in his left hand and the cross around his neck is being held in his left hand.]

Vendetta: This man has been on a roll since he debuted!

Roberts: That he has!..That he has!

[The guitar intro from "I'm So Bored With The USA" by The Clash kicks in and strobe lighting flashes at the top of the ramp. Classy Mike C steps out onto the stage and holds his arms out to his side in a confrontational manner and smirks at the crowd, prompting a chorus of boos. Mike C walks down the ramp and rolls under the bottom rope into the ring before standing in the centre of the ring and once again posing and smirking at the crowd, triggering fireworks to shoot up from behind him. After a few seconds, the fireworks stop and the music starts to fade as Mike C moves towards his corner to prepare for the match.]

Travis: Mike C looks to be ready for some action tonight!

[ "2nd Sucks" by A Day to Remember hits the PA stytem as Cyanide Harvey enters the Arena through the curtain. He then Walks to the top of the Ramp, Throws up arms with clinched fists making an 'X' and Two missiles shoot from either side of the ramp and pop loudly. And a spray of Gold Flares reigns down from the bottom of the Titantron. "Big Boss Man" strut to the ring, and an Edge slide into the Ring. Goes to each of the four corners and climbs to the second turnbuckle to throw up more 'X's'. Then waits in the center of the ring massaging his lower arms.]

Johnny: This man is also on a roll. One third of the USPW Six- Man Tag Team Champions.

["End of Days" then hits the PA System as through the curtains walks AJ Johnson who enters the Arena to a roar of cheers. He stands on the stage for a moment with his gold pyro going off as he then makes his way down the ramp and enters the USPW Ring.]

Roberts: This man seems to have some unfinished business with Brian Magnum.

Johnny: Your right, and I am very excited to see what will happen when this match gets underway.

["All of a sudden the camera focuses on the stage as GM Ray is shown standing with a microphone in his right hand and the USPW U.S. Title in his left.]

Ray: Okay you four may be wondering why I am out here and the explanation is simple. Troy "The Baller" Franklin will no longer be in this match tonight as he is suffering from an undisclosed sickness. As for the USPW U.S. Champion Mark Force. Well we as management do not know what the status is on him because we have not heard from him since that brutal spill in the Champion's Advantage Match. So effective immediately he is stripped of the title. So tonights match will now be a four man Battle Royal for the vacant Championship. Thank you for your time and goodluck.

[Ray then heads to the backstage area as the bell then sounds.]

Johnny: Oh my! What a bombshell to start this match!

Travis: That means that no matter what, we will crown a new champion tonight!

[Cyanide the attacks Mike to start off the match as AJ begins staring down The Brian Magnum. AJ charges for Brian but stops as The Brian Magnum hops over the top rope and grabs his briefcase. The crowd begins booing as he is smiling and pointing at his head as he heads to the backstage area.]

Johnny: What!? Is that even legal!?

Travis: Of course it is legal. He basically eliminated himself to it seems to be because he doesn't want a piece of AJ.

Roberts: Or he is playing mind games with AJ. In order to get him unfocused.

[ As Cyanide is beating down Mike C, AJ makes his way over only to be met with a kick to the mid section and DDT by Cyanide. Cyanide the picks AJ up and hits him with a powerslam before being attacked by Mike C who has recovered. Mike then swings Cyanide to the ropes and hits him with a big boot before hitting a legdrop on AJ.]

Roberts: It looks like Mike is taking control of the situation in this match.

Johnny: This man is on a mission!

[ Mike picks AJ up and attempts to throw him over the ropes but AJ tries his best to stop it. Cyanide comes over and hits Mike but Mike turns and lays Cyanide out with a swift right hand. He turns to get back to AJ but is met with a Pelee kick which then knocks him unconscious.]

Travis: He hit him with the Pelee!!!!!!

Roberts: Mike C looks to be dead!

[ AJ picks up the unconscious Mike C and throws him over the top rope thus eliminating him. He then makes his way over to Cyanide but gets hit with some right hands and then a cloesthline. Cyanide poses for the crowd but is met with boos as he then picks AJ up and applies a headlock. AJs body is beginning to go limp as Cyanide gets the hold tighter.]

Roberts: He is trying to make AJ unconscious.

Travis: Dirty but Effective tactic.

[Before AJ loses complete unconsciousness he picks Cyanide up and hits him with a German Suplex. AH then gets up and hits a dropkick before motioning to the crowd for the tope rope. The crowd begins to cheer in excitement as AJ makes his way up. Cyanide stands and meets AJ at the top rop as the two begin trading punches. AJ gets hit by a powerful left hand as Cyanide then grabs his head in an attempt to throw him but is reversed and gets hip tossed over the rope and onto the Arena floor as the bell sounds and this one is over.]

Roberts: AJ has become the new U.S. Champion!

Johnny: What a match!

Mike Cardella: Your winner and the NEW USPW United States Champion AJ JOHNSONNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!

[ The crowd cheers in excitement as AJ celebrates for a moment in the ring before heading to the backstage Area of the Arena. The show then cuts to commercial.]

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The Brian Magnum and His Contract

[Scene fades in, the camera zooms in onto the entrance stage of Freedom. “I came to play” begins to play over the loud speakers as The Brian Magnum begins to make his way towards the ring. Magnum has the briefcase in his right hand as he makes his way. As Magnum makes his way towards the ring he takes the Champion’s Advantage briefcase and holds it above his head. The crowds boos.]

Johnny: Brian Magnum hasn’t exactly made friends here in USPW, but when you got the contract, who gives a crap??

[Magnum finally makes his way to the ring. Once in the ring Magnum ask the announcer for a microphone. After pacing around the ring Magnum finally stops in the middle of the ring.]

Magnum: You see this? You see this? Chant my name!

[The crowd begins to boo Magnum. Magnum holds his head as it is clear that he went through hell and back to win that contract.]

Magnum: I only have one person to thank tonight and that's God!

[Magnum kneels down and begins to pray.]

Travis: What a bigot…

Johnny: He likes girls, come on man, no name calling.


[Once finished Magnum rises back up.]

Magnum: Now if I remember correctly if I won this match I got my choice of title match and stipulation. Well I have a fantastic idea! I've seen it, in a vision shown to me by God!

[Magnum reaches into his trunks and pulls out his cross, and begins to kiss it.]

Magnum: God has shown me! He has told me when to cash in my world title match! And now is not the time.

[The crowd is fed up with this guy, a cup comes flying towards the ring.]

Magnum: I'll cash in my contract when I want too, not when you want me too. So Phantom, I suggest you watch your back. Last week was just a slip up, but be glad that hypocrite AJ assisted you. Or else you wouldn’t even be champion, so yes you are welcome.

[The crowd begins to boo even louder.]

Magnum: Go ahead and boo me all you want, your nothing but a bunch of bigots!

[The crowd slows down to an awe.]

Magnum: AJ..AJ...AJ, it's been a long road coming, and were bitter rivals. I can't wait till the day that we meet back in that ring, and I don't mean a six man match where others can get I the way. I'm talking about another one on one match. I'll show you the light and show you Gods white knight!

[Scene fades out]

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Standard Match

Matt Hawk vs Andrew Savage

Roberts: Well folks, it's time for the debut of two highly talented superstars here in USPW... Two men who really seem to hate each ot... Wait, I'm recieving word, that Savage is in the back. Can we get a camera out there?

[Andrew Savage is seen backstage, sitting in a dark hallway. Andrew Savage stands up and walks up to the camera.]

Savage: USPW Mayhem is coming Hear the Thunder, Hear the Drums, Fear The Battle....For Mayhem Comes for Matt Hawk.

[Andrew Savage pushs pass the camera crew and heads for the ring.]

Mike Cardella: Standing at 7 feet and weighting in at 300 lbs. He hails from Parts Unknown. He is ANDREW SAVAGE!!!!!!!

The Lights dim, music plays over the Pa system Disruptr by Devin Townsend, begins to blast. The Lights go out, as the music begins to play

I'm tired of waiting
I'm tired of fading
I'm sick of being oppressed
through all the failing
I'm syncopated
at least it's off my chest

Disruptr

you're kind of fading
don't be a baby
I'm sick of being obsessed
through all the mating
master debating
God knows i'd settle for less

but

I come from the
centre of the universe
and I've no time for these
distractions

Disruptr

somebody get me alone
I need to feel at home
I need a brain massage

somebody get me a doctor
I feel a bit ill
but i ain't feeling this at all

no

I am from the
centre of the universe
and i've no time for these
symptoms of your universe

I come from the
master of the universe
and I've no time for these
distractions

so here's what it means to be
be a man about it

you don't forget the family
be a man

so what if it kills you all?
oh, be a man about it

be a God damned man...boy

oh be a man about it

let's go down to the beach
we'll sit in the womb

I come from the
master of the universe
and I've no time
for these
symptoms of your universe

I come for the
center of the universe
and I've no time for these
centers of your universe

I come for the
center of the universe
and I've no time for these
distractions


straying away
from the dark sides of hell
the world
the world is the same

darkness

(Out from the back steps Andrew-Savage who slowly makes his way towards the ring, he gets in and awaits Matt Hawk)

Johnny: This is not gonna be for the faint of heart!

Steve: After Forsaken. This is gonna be brutal.

Tom: No doubt.

Mike Cardella: Standing at 6'4 and weighing in at 225 lbs. He hails from New Orleans, Louisiana. He is "THE BIG DADDY" MATT HAWK!!!!!

(Kid Rock, “Devil without a cause”)
Ring Entrance: “You knew that I was coming cause you heard my name
But you don't know my game and never felt my pain
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was coming with hits
Now don't even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
I'm in the red cause my mind's distortin
People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion
I'm a move mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come
So hold your bids, all bets are closed
And fuck all you hoes”

[The Daddy walks out as Devil Without a Cause continues to play. When he reaches the ring he walks all the way around the ring pointing at the crowd before climbing up the steps. Once in the ring The Daddy climbs up to the second turnbuckle points to the crowd strikes a poise. Then he walks to the center of the ring.]

Johnny: No love lost with these guys. All FCW related.

Steve: Not supposed to be talking about that fed. This is USPW. These guys are USPW Stars!

[The match starts out with both men, just trading blows after blows. An all out slugfest. While this is going on Dale makes his presence known, standing on the entryway.]

Tom: Dale is making his presence felt. Just watching, but time will tell if his hand will be felt in this match.

Steve: He won't. I have it on good authority, that Mischoff has warned Dale not to get involved in this match.

[Back in the ring, it is still an all out brawl for all. Both men, going at it tooth and nail. Both men, not giving an inch to other. Matt seems to get the edge. Setting Andrew up for an impossible Face Lift. Dale seeing the end is near, makes his way down towards the ring. Roger Ross spots Dale, just as he gets up to the ring apron and starts yelling him to get to the back.]

Johnny: Dale getting into a war of words here. Smart.

Tom: Really?

Johnny: Mischoff did not want Dale to get involved. What is the harm with a war of a words with a ref?

[Matt has Andrew beat and for the pin, seeing the ref is distracted. He gets up, walks over and tries to get the ref's attention, however while he does that Andrew gets up and blindsides Matt.

Johnny: Dale just out magic the Magic Man!

Steve: In other words he just outsmarted our new boss?

[Johnny just nods as Andrew gets to his feet, he picks up Matt and is about to nail the Savage Impact, Dale at this time, feeling Andrew has this match won. Leaps off the ring apron and lets the ref get back to the match at hand.

[Dale than spots movement in the crowd, he spots Max Prophet, Dale goes over and starts to talk smack. Max just smiles and nods. Holding up a ticket.]

Johnny: What is he doing here? He's not booked. Heck, he hasn't wrestled yet.

Steve; He and Mischoff got a deal. It's all cool.

[Andrew spots Idol and leaves the ring, Max has enough of Dale's mouth and slaps him one.]

Steve: FIVE FINGERS TO THE FACE!

[Andrew pulls Max over the security barrier and they brawl. Matt gets to his feet and leaves to help his long time friend. It is pure chaos, the ref tries to get some order restored. Andrew and Matt brawl back into the ring. Idol lays out Dale, the ref gets in Idol's face Idol just smiles and whispers something in the ref's ear and than leaves to get back into the ring.]

Johnny: What was that? Max got something on the ref?

[The brawl continues as Max Prophet stands at ringside. He looks over at Dale who is slowly getting to his feet, still spouting at the mouth. But keeps his distance. Max chases Dale off as Andrew takes the lead and has Matt almost beat. Max turns his back on Dale and gets back to ringside to cheer on Matt. Max starts yelling at Savage, who turns his back on Matt and gets into a war of words with Max. He than pulls Max into the ring, and they brawl. Matt gets in on this to save his friend. The ref seeing this chaos spill, decides to throw this match out.]

Johnny: Really? Really. Tossing this match out? Fans want an epic finish. Not this!

Steve: Easy Johnny. Perhaps we will and the pay per view? I mean the owners got to start thinking of matches right?

Johnny: Right...

COMMERCIAL BREAK

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[CEO Cloe]

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Triple Threat Match

Dylan "The Predator" Schmeyer Vs Grave Digger vs. Decca

Roberts: Well up next is a triple threat match, and I’m telling you, if the match maker was a chemistry student, he would get a big fat “F”, could this match be any more combustable?

Travis: You’re right, Tom, we have the debut of the super new and super talented Decca, as well as the first match on Freedom of the Grave Digger, who destroyed Stardust and then went on to win the 6 Man Tag Titles with your Poisonous Destruction, and then there’s The Predator who put his damn heart on the line in the Champion’s Advantage match, but came up short…

Johnny: So he went out and found a hot blonde to keep him motivated! It would work for me!

[“Sharp Dressed Man” by ZZ Top plays, on the titan-tron is clips of Decca at a casino gambling and making bets, and some clips of him with different federations over the years, and beating many opponents. He enters the ring, showered with boo’s but doesn’t seem too concerned.]

Johnny: Decca is motivated tonight! He has a lot to prove!!

[Fort Minor’s “Remember the Name” plays as Predator makes himself seen, he walks halfway down the ramp. He smiles wide, looking around at the audience. Closing his eyes, and breathing in deep, he raises his arms slowly, and basks in the adoration of the crowd. Fireworks on the sides of the ramps go off as soon as this happens. He walks to the ring, gets on the turnbuckle, and raises his fist to the crowd, pointing at any young fan he can see. He removes his shirt, tosses it into the crowd, and waits for action.]

Roberts: So did Predator steal the show in the Champion’s Advantage match?

Travis: No doubt, that final glory THROUGH A LADDER sent Fred Westboro straight to the hospital. Predator is going to need a win here tonight!

[The lights all go red, as “Slow Chemical” by Finger Eleven plays and Grave Digger comes walking out menacingly, with Cyanide and Crysis right behind him. Grave Digger is wearing his USPW 6 Man Tag Team Title with pride, but he motions for YPD to head to the back, as he walks to the ring alone.]

Roberts: I’m shocked!

Johnny: Grave Digger doesn’t need any help with this one. The man is a monster!


[All three men are in the ring, the bell rings and the match begins with a quiet tension, juxtaposed against a loud and fiercely passionate crowd. The Predator, Decca, and the Gravedigger circle each other, slowly, waiting to pounce. Nobody, it seems, is willing to make the first move. The talking between the competitors begins. The crowd is so loud specific words cannot be made out, but its clearly that emotions are running high.]

Travis: This is intense…

[The three quickly converge to the center of the ring and begin to do battle. In unspoken agreement, the Gravedigger and the Predator team up to deliver a pair of punishing right hands, driving Decca off his feet and into the mat. The pair of behemoths begin to stomp Decca repeatedly, the sounds of their feet driving downward akin to that of a baseball bat connect on a ball.]

Roberts: Maybe Predator should have stayed home tonight. This is embarrassing.


[The Predator backs off to a corner, his eyes steeled over in a warrior's mask as Gravedigger continues the assault, lifting Decca to his feet and irish whipping him across the ropes. The crowd groans as Gravedigger meets the careening brawler's face with a big boot, the impact knocking Decca down so fiercely he bounces off the canvas back to his feet. He staggers into the corner where Predator waits, true to his namesake, and is promptly military pressed out of the ring. Decca hits the concrete with a sickening thud.]

Roberts: That was unreal! Up and over the top rope, what a hellacious drop!!

Johnny: Believe that!!

[Gravedigger wastes no time, pouncing on the distracted Predator with a flurry of punches that sends the veteran reeling around the ring. Gravedigger initiates an irish whip, but it is reversed hard. He careens off the ropes and runs head on into a stiff shoulder from the Predator, and is sent sprawling.]

Travis: Predator is on top of his game tonight!

[The Gravedigger attempts to rise, but is met with several hard right hands that drop him again. Predator lifts him up, and whips him off the ropes, going for a big clothesline! The Gravedigger ducks! He rebounds off the reverse side of the ring with a vengeance, and drops Predator to the mat with his own vicious clothesline!]

Roberts: What a clothesline from hell!!

[Gravedigger stomps on the small of the Predator's back several times, and makes for a big, sledgehammer punch. The Predator blocks it, however, and connects a vicious hook of his own to the jaw. They lock up fiercely, sounds coming from their struggle that remind of two bulls fighting for dominance. The Predator's face is turning cherry red, and he lets out a yell, and headbutts Gravedigger fiercely between the eyes. Gravedigger reels backwards, and the Predator puts a big boot to the center of Gravedigger's chest, driving him backwards hard, where he hits Decca, who had been climbing the apron. Decca is knocked right back off the ring.]

Travis: Never count Predator out, he has years of experience!

Johnny: Kicking Digger into Decca was just plain mean!

[The Predator gets a running start, and with another roar, clotheslines Gravedigger right over the top rope, where Decca waits for him below. The power of Decca's follow up punches knocks spittle from Gravedigger's mouth, and he lets out his first noise of pain when Decca suplexes him to the concrete.]

Roberts: Ohh man, we’re on the verge of losing order here!!

[Decca climbs the apron, jawing at Gravedigger's writhing form, only to turn around and meet the Predator's eyes as he begins to climb through the ropes. The Predator grins, and tosses Decca into the ring onehanded.]

Travis: What strength!!

[The Predator hauls Decca to his feet, and drops him just as fast with a big right hand. He hauls him up again, but Decca surprises this time; He drives a quick kick to the gut, and plants Predator with a HUGE DDT!]

Johnny: Man!!! Did you see that DDT?

[The Predator looks completely out of sort as he crawls to a corner, and soon comes under assault by Decca, who lays into him with stomps. Decca grabs the ropes for leverage, and drives his knee into Predator's throat until the referee counts to 4 and commands him to stop. He hauls the former champion to his feet, and delivers a nasty chop to the “WOOO!” of the crowd. Predator sags in the corner as Decca fires the crowd up with some taunts. He comes back to the corner to deliver more punishment, but is reversed! The Predator fires a right hand that Decca blocks, but manages to duck Decca's counter punch. The return chop sounds sickening and wet, and Decca cries out in pain as he drops to his seat. Predator staggers back out to the center of the ring, clutching his own chest.]

Roberts: We’ve certainly seen a lot of action here in this match so far! It’s very equal!

Johnny: Did you guys forget to tell me a title is on the line?? These guys are fighting like their career is on the line!

[Decca regains his feet, and charges the Predator! The Predator swings for a big clothesline, but Decca ducks and spins around behind! Predator turns to meet him, only to be caught in a vicious belly to belly suplex!]

Travis: Belly-to-belly, such technical prowess!

[Decca hauls Predator to his feet, jawing all the way, and whips him to the ropes. He swings for a clothesline, but Predator ducks! And grabs a hold of the swinging neckbreaker on the counter! Decca hits the ground hard, clutching his neck, and Predator moves to the cover! 1...2...Decca kicks out!]

Johnny: It’ll take more than that to pin Decca!

[Decca rolls out of the ring, still clearly shaken by the slam, and the Predator is slow to follow, panting heavily. Decca props himself up on the steel steps, but realizes his folly to late, as the Predator slams his face viciously into the hard metal. The Predator attempts a big irish whip, but Decca reverses! Schmeyer hits the crowd barrier with a wet thud, and is met with a cracking clothesline as he rebounds off of the hard concrete!]

Roberts: I knew we would lose control with these guys in the ring!

Johnny: In the ring?? Not any more!

[Decca catches his breath on his knees, but as he stands back straight, he himself is met with a brutal clothesline from the Gravedigger! The Gravedigger is somehow the only man left standing. He looks from right to left, considering which of the fallen wrestlers he will attack. The Predator loses the lottery, as he is dragged to his feet, and kneed hard in the gut. Now come big punches and elbows! Gravedigger whips a reeling Predator into the ring!]

Travis: What a monster!

[The Predator finds no sanctuary in the ring, as the Gravedigger continues to manhandle him about it, dropping in hard punches whenever he attempts to resist. The Gravedigger drags him to a turnbuckle, and lifts him on top of it! Its a matter of seconds before the big man goes up and over! Superplex! The Gravedigger moves to cover! 1...2...The Predator kicks out in sheer desperation!]

Roberts: Good grief, how did Predator kick out of that one??

Travis: He has heart, and sometimes that’s what separates you from the competition!

[The Gravedigger stands, frustrated and snarling, and just catches Decca sliding into the ring. Decca's hopes of rejoining the match are dashed as he is plowed over with a big clothesline. Gravedigger returns his attention to the Predator, and throws a big right hand. Predator absorbs it and fires one back! And another! AND ANOTHER! He grabs a hold of Gravedigger's head in a ¾ facelock and sprints for the corner! THE PREDATOR RUNS UP THE TURNBUCKLE! HE CARRIES GRAVEDIGGER OVER IS A MASSIVE SLAM!]

Roberts: Oh Lord! That's the Dreamcatcher! That's the big man's old finishing move! When have you ever seen a man that big perform a move that athletic! That is almost superhuman!

Travis: I felt the damn ring shake!

[The Gravedigger is down, and he is not moving. The Predator moves to cover, but soon finds Decca's boots in his face. The Predator staggers to his feet, and Decca whips him off the ropes. He plants his feet to deliver offense, but it is the Predator who hits him like a train, knocking Decca right off of his feet as he rebounds off the ropes! He follows the follow scrapper to the mat, and grabs ahold of his neck! Rear naked choke!]

Johhnny: That’s the advantage of a triple threat match like this! The Dreamcatcher would have finished any match by now, but because the third man had energy left, it wasn’t over just yet.

[The Predator is holding on tight, and Decca is beginning to turn blue. But there is fight left in Decca yet! He begins delivering sharp elbows to the Predator's gut, and gets free of the choke. Big elbow to the face of the Predator by Decca! Decca capitalizes and hits a huge belly to belly suplex! He falls to the ground in exhaustion, and is steamrolled by a big leg drop by the Gravedigger, who rolls off of Decca still clutching his neck. All the wrestlers in the ring are down!]

Roberts: How much more can these men have left??

[It is Decca and the Gravedigger who get to their feet first, and they begin to trade fierce shots. The Gravedigger breaks the stalemate with a big knee to the stomach, and shoves Decca between his knees. He lifts him vertical and drills him to the canvas with a sickening piledriver!]

Travis: Wow! That was sickening!

[Gravedigger goes to cover, but the Predator drops a big elbow on the back of his head and rolls him off! Predator covers! 1...2....Decca kicks out! Decca rolls out of the ring and collapses ringside as Predator and Gravedigger rise to their feet and begin to duke it out with big punches and chops. The sweat is flying off of each competitor with each connect! The Gravedigger gets an edge and keeps it, slowly bludgeoning the Predator to the canvas with big overhand rights. The Gravedigger pauses to catch his breath...And The Predator rises! The Gravedigger is on the mat before he can react, courtesy a big clothesline! Decca is back in the ring, and charges the Predator, only to be intercepted mid-flight and tossed out of the ring courtesy his own momentum!]

Johnny: Bye-bye Decca!!

[The Gravedigger rises, and runs at the Predator, only to be intercepted himself with a huge Spinebuster! The Predator covers! 1...2...Gravedigger kicks out! The Predator looks down and snarls, but he's yanked from the ring by his ankle! Decca hauls the Predator to the outside, and capitalizes on his momentary confusion by picking him up, and scoop slamming him atop the Spanish announce table!]

Roberts: And now the action spills to the announcer’s tables?!

[As Predator lies prone atop the latin broadcast station, Decca hauls ass back into the ring, using his momentum to jump high as he reaches the stricken from of the Gravedigger, coming down hard with an elbow drop to the ribs! Decca covers the Gravedigger! 1...2...Gravedigger kicks out! Decca curses and covers again! 1...The Gravedigger kicks out with tremendous force! Both wrestlers get to their feet and Decca attempts a running tackle, but the Gravedigger sidesteps! Decca flies out of the ring, connecting face first with the ring post and tumbling to the mat! He's busted wide open!]

Travis: We might need medics out here! Decca is bleeding bad!!

[The Gravedigger spits in Decca's direction, but turns to meet the Predator's fist! Big punches from the Predator rain in, and he whips the Gravedigger into a corner and charges him! Sickening crack as the Predator crushes his man into the turnbuckle with a devastating clothesline! The Predator backs off, and motions for the dazed Gravedigger to come meet him in the center of the ring. The monster staggers out of the corner and is floored by a big Predator right hand. The Predator lifts him back to his feet, and throws another, but its blocked! The Gravedigger counters with a big punt to the gut, and as Predator folds in on the blow, delivers a monstrous DDT! Now the Predator is bleeding!]

Roberts: Ohh the blood, the chaos!

[Gravedigger covers! 1...2...The Predator kicks out! The Gravedigger gets off his man, seething with anger. He stands, and motions at the fallen Predator to stand. He's signaling for his finisher! Decca thwarts the moment, however, by entering the ring with a chair! He reaches back to swing, but the Gravedigger gets there first with a right hook. Decca is turned sideways by the punch, only to be met with an equally powerful shot from The Predator! The Gravedigger and The Predator continue, Decca caught in a pinball machine of crushing punches!]

Johnny: I saw this in the three stooges once!

Roberts: Were the Three Stooges broken, bloodied and battered like these men??

Johnny: I don’t know… You know, black and white television, it’s just so hard to tell whats happening on my 3D tv.

[The Predator finally breaks the cycle by driving Decca down with a clothesline. The Gravedigger and the Predator begin to grapple, and the Predator gets the upper hand! He's got the headlock, he's trying to lift the Gravedigger into the Final Glory! But the monster fights out of it! He grabs a hold of the Predator's throat! He's going to attempt a chokeslam! But the big man stops that ambition short with a toe kick to the gut! The Gravedigger responds by shoving Predator away, and he hits the referee unintentionally! The Predator has taken out the referee! This is all the opening Decca needs, as he lifts his chair high and cracks the Gravedigger over the head. The chair rings and the crowd jeers and boos. Gravedigger collapses to the mat.]

Travis: Only in USPW!!

[The referee and the Predator are regaining their feet, but Decca, seeing the referee is still out of sorts, drops to his knees and delivers a dirty low blow. The Predator gasps like a fish as his air leaves him, and Decca forces him down! He lifts him up! The Texas Cloverleaf Powerbomb! The Capital City Crush!]

Roberts: Capital City Crush, is that all she wrote??

[Decca covers the Predator. 1...2...The Predator kicks out!]

Johnny: I don’t believe it!!

[Decca curses, stunned, and crawls over to the Gravedigger. He covers him. 1...2...The Gravedigger kicks out!]

Travis: Nice try!!

[Decca is beside himself, and angrily hauls the Predator to his feet, holding the larger man up by his chin, screaming in his face for the former champ to stay down. He releases the wobbly giant, and backs up, preparing a super kick to the jaw. But Predator catches the kick! Russian leg takedown! OH! The Predator wraps up the Sharpshooter!]

Roberts: This one is about a few torn ligaments from being over! If Decca doesn’t tap out now, his career may be over!

[Decca lifts his hand high, preparing to tap, but just before he triumphs, the Predator eats a big boot to the face from the Gravedigger! The fans begin to chant “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” at the top of their lungs! The Gravedigger covers Predator, but Decca hauls him off! Decca is delivering brutal stomps to the head of the Gravedigger! He pulls the Gravedigger into him, preparing to deliver another Capital City Crush, but the Predator breaks it up with a clothesline, before falling to his knees with exhaustion. All three wrestlers are struggling to regain their feet in ring center.]

Travis: Can you believe this madness??

[The Predator tries a big right hand on the Gravedigger, but the monster counters and drills him with one in return. Decca tries the same, but is met with a monstrous chokeslam! The Gravedigger turns, and grabs the Predator by the throat! But the Predator roars, a loud, piercing bass cry, and knees the Gravedigger so fiercely in the gut he is knocked to his knees! The Predator drops a sharp elbow on the Gravedigger's spine, and catches him before he can fall. He has the headlock. He lifts him up vertical, and brings him down in a brutal jackhammer slam!]

Roberts: The Predator nails the Final Glory! The same move he used to end the career of Fred Westboro!! It’s gotta be over!!

[Predator covers! 1...2...3! The bell rings!]

Travis: He did it!! What a brutal match!! Give Predator a round of applause!!

Mike Cardella: The winner of this match: The Predatorrrrrrr!!!!

Roberts: Take notice USPW, The Predator is here to stay and he will not lay down for anyone!!

[After celebrating and sharing his victory with the crowd, the Predator demands a microphone, and the crowd cheers when he obtains it.]

Predator: I'm back!

[The crowd erupts. Predator is still sweating from his brutal match, and even bleeding but he seems unphased and is thrilled to have a huge victory under his belt.]

Predator: After lots of work and soul searching, and a little help, I've found my inner drive and my inner beast again. I've been reborn!

[The crowd starts to chant "Pred! Pred! Pred!"]

Predator: But this is just the beginning. I've won a single tough match: Many more stand between me and the heavyweight title. I need to keep improving. This is a journey, ladies and gentleman, and the most important part is the challenge.

[The crowd grows silent in anticipation.]

Predator: That is why I'm going to call out an old friend who seems to have a bone to pick. He likes running his mouth, and I'm gonna relish the task of shutting it for him. Matt Hawk: You, me, Freedom, and a ring.

[He drops the mic, and exits to his theme as the crowd cheers and chants.]

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Preparing for a Long Goodbye

["Goodbye" Air Supply plays as Stardust walks out onto the stage, not dressed in his usual wrestling, nor in his usual casual attire. He is dressed in a suit and tie. While he walks down to the ring. On the USPWTron, we see a video package highlighting his highs. Winning the various championships, he has held, as well as still shots of him in his various wrestling attire he has worn. He stops to pose with the fans, getting his picture taken, signing autographs, taking his time to enter the ring.]

Johnny:We all knew this was coming. Stardust to FINALLY say those two magic words. I retire and they will stick!

Steve: True, but he hasn't spoken on the Grave Digger attack. So you saying he's just gonna take his ball and go home?

Johnny: That's his style after all.

[Stardust gets into the ring, and asks for a mic. He gets it, he looks around as the fans break out in STARDUST chants and PLEASE DON'T GO chants.]

Stardust: Thanks. It has been a wild ride. Sad to see it end.

[PLEASE DON'T GO chants start up. Stardust smiles.]

Stardust: I was to have my last match tonight. I was gonna than retire. But a certain somebody. Had to come out and pretty much flat out say NO SIR! Grave Digger, you mad or something bro? Why, cause I left you high and dry back in Japan? You want to know why?

[The Fans all chant WHY?]

Stardust: You see. Me and Grave Digger were tossed together as a tag team. Than a little tournament started up. Winner gets a nice shiny trophy. Me and Grave Digger were on opposite sides of the brackets. Beauty of this match? Nobody knew who they would face. We fought blind. Me and Grave Digger both advance. As fate would have it. I found out my match was going to be against none other than Grave Digger. Up till this point me and him, became best buds. We trained, rode and spent time together, heck he was there for my first wedding. Now I know what you are all thinking?

[Fans chant WHAT?]

Stardust: I ran cause I was afraid of beating him. No, I ran cause I was afraid I would have to. Now, he rears his ugly head and denies my retirement. Okay fine. This upcoming PPV. You and me ole friend. My FINALE match. So now I am not retiring, I am all dressed up and for what? Oh yea! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! Cake for everyone!

[The Happy Birthday song plays as balloons fall from the rafters, Stardust awaits the cake, but instead Grave Digger comes out. He makes his way towards the ring, and has a stare down with Stardust.]

Johnny: I guess the cake was a lie.

[Grave Digger than grabs Stardust around the neck and choke slams him hard to the mat. He than mouths "Happy Birthday and than leaves the ring. Stardust than rolls out of the ring and slowly heads his way towards the back.]

Steve: I guess it is official. Stardust vs. Grave Digger in what is going to be Stardust's final match. The venue? Hell Frozen Over.

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MAIN EVENT
World Heavyweight Championship


Crysis Harvey vs. Phantom (c)
As the last man to pin Phantom in the USPW ring, Cryisis has earned number one contendership.

Roberts: Alright folks this is it!! New World Heavyweight Champion, Phantom, is defending the top prize here in USPW just 5 days after winning the belt!

Johnny: Against a monster like Crysis Harvey, no less! Could this be the shortest USPW World Championship reign in USPW history? Let’s find out!

[“the Downfall of Us All” plays and Crysis Harvey exits from behind the "Curtain Area", Walks to the top of the Ramp, Throws up his left arm with clinched fists making and Two missiles shoot from either side of the ramp and pop loudly. From the back he is joined by his brother Cyanide and his tag team partner, Grave Digger. All three men proudly display their USPW 6 Man Tag Team Championships, as a spray of Gold Flares reigns down from the bottom of the Ameri-tron. All three slowly and methodical walk to the ring.]

Travis: I think the champ is gonna have his hands full with this match.

Johnny: What?? Are you accusing the Labyrinth of cheating??

Travis: The Labyrinth jumped Phantom backstage at the last Freedom, and then locked Stardust in a locker after a merciless beat down! Those clowns know no limits!

Johnny: Respect is earned, not given!

[Phantom’s music plays as all 3 members of the Labyrinth are in the ring. They look at the entry ramp menacingly. Steve Travis is right, this looks like a handicapped match already. But suddenly, it’s clear Phantom has a counter-strategy! He was lying in wait under the ring, and he sneaks in behind Labyrinth who are all facing the opposite direction awaiting his entrance. The fans go wild.]

Roberts: It’s the champ! He’s ready for a war!

[Phantom comes from behind and hits the chop block on the nearly 7 foot tall Grave Digger. Digger crumples to the mat in pain holding his leg, and screaming. Cyanide realizes what’s going on and with fast reflexes, he swings at Phantom but Phantom ducks and gets a good grip from behind and lifts up with a HUGE german suplex! Cyandie rolls out of the ring holding his neck in pain. The bell rings as the match officially begins. But Crysis is quick with a yakuza kick to the face of the champ, sending him crashing to the mat.]

Johnny: The “champ” deserved that. Why is he attacking the Labyrinth?

[Crysis follows it up with some big stomps in the corner, and a choke with the boot. The ref counts the illegal hold, but Crysis let’s go before the hold is DQed. Phantom tries firing back with a series of punches to the much bigger Crysis, and it works, as the fist connects with Crysis and sends him staggering back to the center of the ring. Phantom attempts to run at Crysis with a clothesline, but Grave Digger is outside, grabs one foot of Phantom and trips him up as he falls face first to the mat. The crowd boos.]

Travis: Ohh come on!

Johnny: Were Phantom’s shoelaces tied together? Why did he just fall down like that?

Roberts: Referee should send those guys to the back!!

[Crysis kicks Phantom behind the head sending rolling on his back holding his head. Crysis then drops an elbow square on the chest of Phantom, puts his forearm in, as he digs his elbow into Phantom’s chin and covers him, the ref drops down 1………2…… Barely a two count.]

Johnny: He almost got the victory!!

[Crysis grabs Phantom by the head sits him up and puts on a sleeper hold and brings him down to the mat as he lays in on him using his weight to put more pressure on the hold. The ref check’s in to make sure it isn’t a choke. Phantom is trying to reach for the ropes but has no leverage as he and Crysis are laying in the middle of the ring. Crysis brings his leg over trying to lock him in but Phantom is using his own leg and arm to avoid the lock. Phantom seems to be fading as the ref is asking for a submission; Phantom can be seen shaking his head “NO”. Cyanide is outside the ring and is screaming “Ask him Re!!f” And Grave Digger insists “Ring the bell!! He’s done!!”]

Travis: Phantom won’t go down this easily!

[The ref comes in making sure no choke is applied, Phantom uses all his strength to slightly roll over on his chest trying to gain leverage with his legs. He maneuvers one leg to a knee as Crysis is on a knee shaking his head “NO”. He can’t believe Phantom is finding his way up. Phantom is slightly shaking trying to power up towards the ropes. Crysis angrily lets go and kicks Phantom in the head sending him face down to the mat. He makes the cover as the ref gets down 1………2…… But Phantom gets his shoulder up. Crysis sits as frustration is slowly setting in.]

Johnny: Crysis Harvey needs to keep his composure! It is too early in the match to lose your footing.

Roberts: I am happy that early pre-emptive strike has kept the rest of the Labyrinth out of the match, but hopefully the message sticks.

[Crysis gets to his feet and grabs Phantom’s left arm and start to pull him up by his arm and head. He stops half way up and nails a short impact DDT on Phantom. He doesn’t let go of Phantom’s arm and slowly moves himself over and maneuvers himself into a crossface lock on Phantom. The ref gets down to see if Phantom is ready to tap. But Phantom is awfully close to the ropes. Grave Digger is on the other side of the ring, and he’s climbing the turnbuckle. He points at Phantom, and he’s going to jump! The referee gets up and warns Grave Digger not to jump, or it will be a DQ. Grave Digger argues with him.]

Travis: What does he think he’s doing??

[Grave Digger has the ref distracted as Cyanide Harvey grabs the time keeper’s tiny hammer for ringing the bell, and walks up to the action. Phantom grabs the ropes, expecting a rope break, but instead he gets a hammer drilled into his fingers! Phantom screams in pain.]

Roberts: Ohh come on, have some damn class!!

[The referee turns around after talking Grave Digger out of his “jump”, but misses the illegal shot. Crysis gets up and let’s go of his hold, and stomps on Phantom’s hand a few more times, rubbing the pain in his face. The crowd is hating this 3-on-1 unfair assault.]

Travis: Yikes, I know what it feels like to accidentally nail your own finger with a hammer. But that was on purpose.

Johnny: Grow some chest hair and learn how to do some basic house work, Steve.

[Crysis mocks Phantom, as Phantom gets up to his feet. He signals for the end of the match! He gives Phantom a kick to the guy, and lifts him up in last ride-style Crysisbomb position. But perhaps he lifts him up a little too much, as Phantom lands on his feet, behind Crysis waiting for him to turn around, and he plants him with a big clothesline, sending the big guy out of the ring. Grave Digger and Cyanide come check up on him. The crowd is cheering for Phantom’s comeback.]

Roberts: And just like that, Phantom drops the trash into the chute!

[Cyanide and Grave Digger help Crysis back to his feet, but WATCH OUT! Phantom dives over the ropes with a front flip swanton and nails all three members of The Labyrinth! Not a single audience member is left in their seat as they go wild.]

Travis: Ohh man, that’s why he’s the champ!!

Roberts: That was graceful, what a beautiful attack to the outside!

[Phantom dropkicks Crysis in the jaw, then angrily he gets up and charges at Grave Digger who recievers a stiff knee to the gut for his troubles. Phantom grabs Digger and tells him, “This is for Stardust!” and sends Grave Digger right into the steel steps as a loud thump of the steel colliding with Digger’s knee can be heard. Digger let’s out a loud scream clutching his knee.]

Johnny: So this is the story of how Phantom loses his belt? Too busy focusing on innocent bystanders like Grave Digger to win his actual match?

Roberts: You know Grave Digger deserved that!!

[Crysis stumbles over to Phantom, but Phantom is too quick, and he hits a drop toe hold sending Crysis face first into the steel guard rails. Cyanide has seen enough as he quickly improvises and grabs the camera man’s cables that connect to his camera, and he wraps Phantom around the throat with it. Phantom goes down, and is being choked out. The referee has no choice but to rule this one out. He calls for the bell.]

Mike Cardella: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has called for this match to end as a double count out! It is officially a draw!

[The crowd boos, and Cyanide stops choking Phantom to argue with the ref. He insists that this match should have ended with a Crysis victory, saying Phantom should be DQed for attacking the manager. The ref isn’t buying it.]

Roberts: Man, I got a feeling this isn’t over yet.

Johnny: If Mischoff is as smart of a business man as we all know he is, he will book a no DQ title match soon, so Phantom can’t cheat to retain like this!

[Cyanide grabs the ref by the collar and drags him out of the ring. He talks some trash and then lifts him up, but Phantom comes in for the save! He dropkicks Cyanide face first into the corner. He knows the match is over and he looks pissed.]

Travis: A perfectly fine main event! Give them the ending they deserve, Champ!

[Phantom gets to his feet to the crowds cheers as the referee is thankful he saved his life, and he hands him his USPW World Heavyweight Championship. The action incites the crowd into even louder cheers. Phantom eventually turns to look over his shoulder to see Crysis Harvey beginning to stir from getting hit with the face first attack into the steel rails by Phantom. The World champion looks from Crysis to the side of the ring and then back to Crysis again. Phantom slides out of the ring and reaches under the ring to grab a long section of chain.]

Johnny: Hey now, what’s this all about?? Uncalled for!

[Phantom slides back into the ring with the chain in his hands to see Crysis kneeling now unaware of where the World Champion is. Phantom lines up across the ring from Crysis and then charges forward punting him in the head. Crysis contorts a bit as his head snaps around from the kick.]

Johnny: This is EXACTLY why Phantom will be stripped of his title, next week on Freedom!

[The crowd has a mixed reaction Phantom’s action and seems more confused than anything else. Phantom spins Crysis around in a sitting position so he is facing the entrance ramp and then begins to wrap the chain around his throat. After two loops Phantom pulls tight on the chain and Crysis begins to writhe in pain clawing at his throat trying to loosen the chain but to no avail. Crysis continues to kick futilely while Phantom continues to hold the chain around there his throat.]

Roberts: My god, what is the champ doing??

Travis: He’s getting revenge!

[Phantom is lost in a world of his own, and he barely notices Cyanide Harvey give him a steel chair shot to the back of his skull, possibly saving his brother’s life. Phantom drops down to his knees, and Crysis gasps for air. Grave Digger enters the ring with his steel steps and lays them down.]

Roberts: Ohh now what? A three on one assault??

[Cyanide lifts Phantom up in a stalling suplex position and just stays there, letting all the blood flow to his head. He slowly walks to the steps that Digger set up and with an cringe-worthy impact, Phantom is dropped head first onto those steps with The Poisonous Impact Brainbuster! The crowd is shocked.]

Travis: Damn it! Where’s security??

[Grave Digger walks over to the champ and grips him by the throat. He’s choking the life out of him! But the crowd goes wild as none other than AJ Johnson rushes to the ring!]

Roberts: AJ Johnson?? Well about time someone came to help Phantom!

[AJ comes in the ring as The Labyrinth back off. But they just look at each other and chuckle. Grave Digger grabs the chair, and the three men approach AJ Johnson, without an ounce of fear in them]

Johnny: I think AJ bit off more than he can chew.

[The crowd goes wild with a mix of cheers and boos as an unexpected face enters the picture. The Brian Magnum charges down the entrance ramp, and joins AJ. If anyone is going to destroy AJ Johnson it’s going to be Brian Magnum himself, he won’t let Labyrinth do it! Phantom slowly recovers and stands back to his feet, as The Labyrinth stare down, AJ, Magnum and Phantom. It’s tense, but no one budges.]

CEO Cloe: Hmmm…

[The scene switches to Cloe watching the mayhem on her TV in her office.]

CEO Cloe: If this is what they want, it’s what they’ll get… Next week on Freedom!

Roberts: What is Cloe talking about? A 6 man tag match next week on Freedom? That sounds crazy!! See you there folks!

[Scene fades to USPW logo.]

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[CEO Cloe]

Ok guys, Freedom Results are up! I hope you all enjoy this!! Great effort as always, from each and everyone of you here in USPW!