Kingdom of Pride Presents: Return of the Kingdom

[Jeremy Sterling]

The camera fades in from the darkness to the scene of Kurt Noble and Jeremy Sterling standing before a large crowd, presumably a press conference before the event. Jeremy Sterling reach over, and speaks into the microphone.

Jeremy Sterling: On behalf of Kurt Noble, myself, and all of the Kingdom of Pride…welcome to our first Super Show, “Return of the Kingdom.”

Kurt Noble: Not only is this show a return to our monthly Super Shows, but it’s also a symbol…a symbol to the return of great shows that the Kingdom of Pride has been used to putting on over the past few years. Well, tonight, that begins again.

Jeremy Sterling: That it does. I’m happy to stand here, and present what will be the first of many, successful shows. I’m not one to hold up magnificent nights, but, there is one announcement that needs to be made before this show can go on.

Interested in hearing what Jeremy has to say, the crowd stays quite, waiting for him to explain.

Jeremy Sterling: In the weeks leading up to our grand reopening, Kurt and I both have been in constant contact with other promotions across the nation. Tonight, we are happy to announce that Kingdom of Pride has become affiliated with not one, not two, but three highly successful federations. One of these promotions Kurt, and most likely everybody here in the audience is very familiar with. This promotion is the Universal Wrestling League, another Tennessee based promotion that offers pure wrestling. The second promotion that we have affiliated with is a promotion that helped me break into this great business. Those of you that have followed my career know this federation as the EUW! And finally, the last promotion that we have affiliated with, the biggest of the three promotions, is Alpha Championship Wrestling!

The crowd explodes with the announcement of affiliation with three phenomenally successful promotions.

Jeremy Sterling: And now that I’ve taken up enough of your time, without further adieu, it’s time to begin the show. This…is the Return of the Kingdom!

Both men smile, as various camera flashes go off. The scene fades to...

[Jeremy Sterling]

The lights go out in the arena as the sounds of Any Means Necessary- Hammerfall erupt out, sending the crowd into a frenzy of excitement for this new appearance in the Kingdom of Pride! A couple of moments later, the lights come back on, and a man with a championship on his shoulder can be seen at the top of the stage, a sly grin plastered across his face. He looks on into the bewilderment of the faces of KoP crowd, and gives a slight chuckle. After a moment on the stage he begins to walk the ramp, that same sly grin still across his face. The man stops on the ramp to raise his championship into the air, much to the dismay of the crowd who is just now starting to see this guy might be a little too full of himself. He chuckles to himself again at the crowd's reaction then continues to the ring, rolling in under the bottom rope. In the ring the man climbs onto the second rope and raises both arms slowly, yet methodically into the air, enjoying the slight jeers of the crowd one last time before his music fades out. He paces across the ring and yells at the timekeeper to hand him a microphone.

“Good evening all, allow me to introduce myself. A good majority of you don’t know me, and that’s a damn shame, because if you don’t know me…then you don’t know epic”. The man raises his championship into the air with his right hand. “I am the last man to hold the Xtreme Wrestling Organization European Championship…and for all of the dumbasses out there in the crowd tonight, yes, this title I hold in the air, is that same title that I held in the XWO.”

Naturally, the crowd boos at such rudeness displayed by a man who calls himself a ‘champion’.

“Pfft, boo and jeer all you want, because I don’t give a damn what you all think. I’m Bruce Hendrickson, or as most people would know me, the ‘Epitome of Epic’. I know that I’m better than you, and I know that I will always be better than you.” Bruce says, mockingly pointing at the crowd as he speaks. “That’s why I hold this championship, and what about everybody here? Where’s your championships? Oh, that’s right…you don’t have one. And that’s why I’m better than you!”

By now the crowd is showing their disapproval even more loudly, while a couple of KoP officials start making their way down to the ring.

“Hey, hold on a second Kingdom goons…you can’t touch me. I’m not under an official Kingdom of Pride contract, so you have no authority over me. But I know the Kingdom needs as much momentum as it can get, since this is their big return super show and all. So I’m here to present a challenge, and entertainment for the losers in attendance that dream about being on my level.”

Again the crowd shows their displeasure rather vocally directed at the ‘Epitome of Epic’.

“Again, boo at me all you want, because I don’t give a rat’s ass what you think of me! But since I’m such a ‘nice’ guy…I will give everyone here a treat. I’m going to compete, right here, right now, and show everyone what it truly means to be called the ‘Epitome of Epic’…and not just use it as a catchy tagline.”

Of course the entire crowd gives a collective sigh as they roll their eyes in unison, this is obviously all just some lame no-name guy attempting to show he should be given a Kingdom of Pride contract.

“And hey, because I’m such a nice guy...I’m even gonna put my XWO European Championship up for grabs, and if I lose here, not only do I lose my championship…but you will never see my face in the Kingdom again!”

Finally, something the crowd can cheer! Surely somebody will come out here and shut this guy up, and remove this cocky asshole from the Kingdom of Pride. The Kingdom goons stand at ringside, deciding not to remove Bruce from the ring, instead opting to watch what exactly is about to go down.

“So, come on, who wants my title? Who thinks they can stand toe-to-toe…with the ‘Epitome of Epic’?”

Follow Me- Breaking Benjamin begins to play into the arena as Alex Sparx enters the arena, and generically walks down to the ring. He slides into the ring and tests the ropes by running between the two of them. Bruce looks him up and down and raises his microphone once again.

“What’s your name, kid?” Bruce holds the microphone in front of Sparx.

“A-Alex Sparx,” The rookie says with a stutter, this being the first time he’s had to perform on a stage bigger than his own backyard.

“Sparx, eh? How do you feel, about being able to wrestle the ‘Epitome of Epic’? Bruce holds the microphone down in front of Sparx’ face again.

“Well, I guess it’s—“ Sparx finds himself swiftly interrupted as Bruce sends the microphone sharply into the rookie’s jaw!

“Alex, you’re about to find out what happens when you try to cross paths…with Epic.” Bruce glares over to the timekeeper. “Ring the damn bell!”

Keith Oswalt: Wow, what a cheap shot by this cocky Sonavabi--.

Eric Witz: Yeah, but this is what you have to do to break into this industry. I personally kind of admire him.

Ding Ding!

Alex tries to pick himself up off the mat while rubbing his jaw, but he’s interrupted by Bruce stomping Alex’s face into the mat! Bruce then pulls Alex’s left arm away from his body and proceeds to repeatedly stomp it into the ground. Not once. Not twice. Not thrice. Not four times. But five times! Alex tries to pull his throbbing arm back close to his body while Bruce stands, both arms out stretched, flashing a cocky grin to the crowd.

Keith Oswalt: Oh for the love of God! What a cheap shot!

Eric Witz: Oh shut it. This Bruce Hendrickson FELLA…mark my words, he’ll be the KoP’s next breakout star!

Keith Oswalt: Oh, I see what you did thar, good sir…

Bruce turns around and sets himself in a 3-Point stance, watching Alex slowly get to his feet. Alex does so, and as he turns around, Bruce pounces from the stance, looking for his clothesline…but Alex dodges the shot, Bruce hitting the ropes, but instead of hitting the ropes, Bruce leaps onto the second rope, and springboards off towards Alex, connecting on Alex’s face with The Epic(springboard bicycle kick)!


Keith Oswalt: !!! Whoa, what the hell was that?!

Eric Witz: That was our Kingdom’s future, right there! Just like I said.

Alex Sparx takes the full impact from the shot, and falls to the mat, his body not even twitching. Bruce casually walks over to his fallen victim, and places one foot over Sparx’ chest. The official counts the fall, even though it’s all elementary from here.

1!

2!

3!

Any Means Necessary- Hammerfall plays into the arena while Bruce stands up and reclaims his microphone, looking into the crowd to make the announcement.

“Ladies and gentlemen, your winner…and STILL the XWO European Champion…the ‘Epitome of Epic’…Bruce Hendrickson!”

Bruce throws down his microphone and sets his championship back on his shoulder, then raises his arms into the air as the crowd lets him know what they feel about him. Bruce heads to the back as his music fades, and the crowd continues to show their disapproval of this newcomer to the Kingdom.

[Jeremy Sterling]

The segment opens to show John Parker, Jimmy, Chris, and some other random fella outside standing next to what appears to be the huge electric fence John purchased last week.

John Parker: Ok, so it seems that SWC's bailed on me for this week and Snoop Dogg just wanted to take me on a journey. And quite frankly I'm scared of where that'll end up. So I need a different form of backup incase both Mexicools decide they want to get involved.

Chris: But m8. We couldn't get this thing in the arena last week. What's gunna be different this time?

Jimmy: Yeah, cunt.

John Parker: The differences is...today is not just a different week but it's a totally different month!

Chris: Does that mean your winning streak ends, sahn?

John Parker: Shut up Chris. Don't be stupid.

Jimmy: Yeah, dick.

Chris: WOT? I WAS JUST SAYIN'!

John Parker: Let's just get this in the arena, shall we? The sight of this will make those Mexicools shit their pants. He he he.

The three of them begin to try and lift the huge fence and move it towards the arena door which it clearly won't fit through as the segment fades out.

[Jeremy Sterling]

Bruce Hendrickson is seen walking through the halls, presumably on his way to his locker room after his “hard fought” match, but is interrupted by the Kingdom’s backstage correspondent, Alex Avice. Avice, holding a microphone, runs after Bruce looking for a comment.

“Bruce! Bruce! Wait up!” Avice says, in an attempt at waving down the Kingdom’s ‘new guy’.

“…What do you want?” Bruce replies with a groan.

“Hi, I’m Alex Avice, I just wanted to get a few words on your performance out there tonight? What are your thoughts on being the newest member of the Kingdom of Pride?”

“Newest member? You’ve got it all wrong, Alex.”

“What are you talking about,” Avice persists.

“I’m not currently a contracted Kingdom of Pride superstar, therefore, I have no reason to answer you.”

“Wait, what?”

But as Alex Avice look for an answer, Bruce Hendrickson is nowhere to be seen.

[Fade]

[Jeremy Sterling]

The camera faces the ring, where Ike Rose is standing, looking proudly into the sea of people, a microphone gripped firmly in his hand.

Ike Rose: The following is the Last Chance Battle Royal, with the winner moving on to the Valiant Championship Match in the Main Event! Elimination occurs when a wrestler’s feet both touch the outside mats around the ring. The winner is the final man remaining in the ring!

Keith Oswalt: Welcome Ladies and Gentlemen to the Return of the Kingdom! As always, my name’s Keith Oswalt, joined by my commentating partner Eric Witz! God, this looks to be an incredibly exciting match-up!

Eric Witz: Well, I personally am not all that interested in watching a group of losers wrestle. Skip the heroes, and get onto…well, the Main Event.

The arena's sound system begins to play the opening of "Shipping up to Boston" and the fans begin to cheer loudly as smoke fills the stage and red and blue strobes flash behind it. The song kicks into gear and Adam Abel walks out from behind the curtain hand in hand with Melanie Abel, greeted by a loud cheer from the crowd. Abel then slides into the ring and climbs one of the turnbuckles. Abel takes off his t-shirt and tosses it into the crowd.

Keith Oswalt: Good to see Adam Abel still in top form after being attacked last week. It’s still unknown at this time who attacked Mr. Abel.

Eriz Witz: Just look at our roster page. I’m sure you’ll find a few…or a group of men that hate this man. He’s a threat, no doubt.

The lights go black, and "Princes of the Universe" by Queen plays. A single white light shines on the entrance and out comes Dustin Douglas. He stands there for a moment, and looks as if he is praying to himself. He then beats his chest and walks methodically to the ring. He climbs in the ring. Green laser lights start to shoot around the arena. "Pure Morning" by Placebo starts to blast through the sound system. The crowd starts booing and chanting you suck and asshole. E.Nygma comes walking from the curtain with his arms out slowly spinning around once. Green sparks (fireworks) start to fall from the rafters as E.Nygma starts walking down the aisle. While walking down the ramp he takes time to threaten and scare fans. As he makes his way down the ramp he slides in the ring. The lights slowly dim as Nothing To Lose begins to play through the speakers. Purple lights kick in just as Styles P begins his first verse. Funky shoots out from the back area, energetic as always. He quickly paces down the aisle in a zig zag motion, high-fiving the ringside fans in attendance. He makes a round around the ring before sliding in. The house lights go down. They remain dark for five seconds while the electronic beginning of "Stronger" drone throughout the building. Then, as Kanye West's vocals begin, a spotlight shines down onto the entrance. Bathed in the sole shining light of the arena stands Nathan Neale, with his Panasonic in hand. He begins to walk down to the ring, taking his time to take in all the hate the fans are sending his way. He brings the Panasonic up to his face and looks through it, as the shot switches to what Neale sees. He zooms in on a few especially vocal fans, before stepping up to the ring apron.

Keith Oswalt: You have to think that Neale is a favorite here to win this match-up. The man’s bene sending waves through Pride, most notably calling out Justin Kaard for his “high flying antics.”

Eric Witz: Yeah, but Kaard won his qualifier. Neale didn’t. I think the “who’s who” falls on deaf ears with this punk kid…just like his show.

"Hypnotize” pours its catchy riffs upon an exploding entrance with Rodriguez breaking himself out from behind an exit door found in the audience. The camera reveals Rodriguez holding a microphone high into the air. As the enthusiastic crowd cheering buzzes its way across the audio blending in with his theme. Rodriguez is now found walking along the ring as the song comes to its closing, and he climbs upon the turnbuckle to receive a moment of silence. The guitar riff at the start of 'Remedy' by Cold plays and he steps through the curtain he has as an entrance attire of a black coat. He stands at the top of the isle and makes a praying style taunt with a mattitude V1 hand gesture (he has three fingers together with his nose in the middle of the first two before wiping his nose in a Rikishi style before walking with a strut to he ring (he thinks he's God he's gonna strut) Once in the ring he moves to the first corner he can be bothered walking to he then climbs to the middle turnbuckle and does the same V1 Prayer taunt. The lights in the arena completely cut out as a hushed silence born of anticipation falls over the crowd and spotlights scan the entrance ramp. "I CAME TO PLAY!" rings out over over the PA system as the crowd's silence is quickly replaced with the deafening roar of boos as the spotlights converge on the large figure of Storm, who has one arm reaching almost straight up and the other bent at a right angle. He then walks purposefully to the ring, ignoring the fans aside from perhaps an occasional insult to a front row audience-goer. Storm reaches the ring and climbs up the steps before stepping through the ring ropes and assuming his position in his corner, screaming insults at anyone close enough to hear them. Every man is now looking around them, taking space from one another.

Keith Oswalt: Here we go!

Eric Witz: Lets get this over with I suppose…

Before the bell even rings, Storm rushes forward, slamming into Nathan Neale, taking him down to the canvas, which begins the craziness as the other competitors begin to go at it! Storm hammers down on Neale, Callaway backs E. Nygma into a corner, Abel kicks Funky, and both Rage and Douglas begin to trade blows, as all four corners of the ring are taken over. Storm lifts up Neale, and slams a big knee into his stomach, before being hit by both Funky and E. Ngyma. Storm turns around, and clothesline both men to the ground! Storm then goes on a rampage, picking up Douglas from the canvas, and drops him with a monstrous Thunderclap (Backdrop to Powerbomb). Only seconds after getiing up, Storm charges Adam Abel, taking him down with the Thunderbolt (Gore). Before Storm can capitalize on the nearly laid out ring, Callaway jumps on his back, and begins to hammer down on the big man. Storm struggles, before backing up, ramming Callaway, who is still on his back, against E. Nygma in the corner, squashing him! Callaway falls, but Storm catches him, and drops him with a huge sidewalk slam!

Keith Oswalt: Storm has taken a definitive offensive advantage early on in this match-up, flooring almost all of his opponents!

Eric Witz: Also making him “Public Enemy #1.” Storm needs to think this through. Being invisible would have been a much, much better idea.

Keith Oswalt: The man is literally a storm…do you expect him to actually go away quietly?

Storm begins to stomp down on E. Nygma, as the other competitors resume their offenses against one another. Both Adam Abel and Dustin Douglas have begun to push Rage Rodriguez up against the ropes, attempting to eliminate him. He holds on, but manages to get hit on the apron. Abel then jumps hit, hitting a thunderous dropkick on Rage, but he manages to hold on with one hand! Rage begins to falter a bit on the turnbuckle, and Douglas runs against the opposite set of ropes, bouncing off of them, and slamming into Rage, hitting him off the apron and to the floor below!

Keith Oswalt: Rage Rodriguez has been eliminated!

Eric Witz: Hey, I smell cheating! It’s every man for themselves, not partners!

Keith Oswalt:These two men have spent significant time together as part of a faction, so it’s hardly surprising that these two men are trying to help each other out early on in the match.

The two nod, but their teamwork is quickly silenced as Nathan Neale runs forward, knocking Abel into Douglas. Neale begins to stomp down on Abel, before lifting him up, and Irish Whipping him. Abel rebounds off the ropes, and Neale goes for a clothesline, but Abel slides under him gracefully. Neale turns back around, only to receive a few Muay-Thai kicks. Abel the grabs him, and tries to swing him around for a Swinging Side Inverted Neckbreaker, but Neale drops, and low-blows Abel! Abel stumbles about in pain, and uses the ropes to hold himself, up, but Beale comes back behind him, and hits him with another low-blow!

Keith Oswalt: Now that’s cheating!

Eric Witz: Totally legal in this match-up, just like Christian Kane’s girlfriends…well, legal in some states and countries. Maybe not here…

Abel falls to the canvas, and Neale goes back to stomping him. On the other side of the ring. Storm is once again displaying his dominance, lifting E. Nygma into the air with both hands, before rushing over to the ropes. E. Nygma manages to slide behind Storm before any real damage is done, and begins to hammer on the big man. Storm then turns around, and pops him right in the jaw! E Nygma backs up, falls on his knees, before Storm grabs him by the throat, and pulls him up. Storm then wraps his arms around the waist of E Nygma, and slams him into an open corner. He lifts E Nygma up onto the turnbuckle, and while standing on the canvas, lifts E Nygma high into the air, spins around, and drops him with the “Lightening Strike” (Spinebuster) in the ring! Storm snarls, before lifting up the near unconscious man, and throwing him into the steel post shoulder first, causing him to simply fall out of the ring because of the force!

Keith Oswalt: E. Nygma is gone now!

Eric Witz: That Storm is just a beast.

Storm gets up, and begins to get hammered on by Douglas, causing the two begin to trade blows. Meanwhile, Stephen Callaway is kicking Funky in the stomach. Showing off the fierce power in his legs. Callaway picks up Funky, and tries to push him over the top rope, but Funky goes down, and tires to fling Callaway over him! He does, but Callaway barely manages to land on the apron. Funky sees this, and tires to grab him, but Callaway rams his shoulder into Funky’s stomach. Callaway then flips himself over Funky into the ring, and as Funky turns around, he receives the Calsi Kick (Superkick), sending him over the ropes to the floor below!

Keith Oswalt: And there goes Funky! Callaway showing off his tremendous ring presence, and managed to avoid getting himself eliminated in that tight spot there.

Eric Witz: The numbers are starting to thin. Who’s going out next?

Storm rams into Callaway, and hits on him a bit, but Callaway fires back with a few stiff kicks. Meanwhile, Neale hits a few tough hands on Douglas, sending him down to the canvas. However, Abel comes to his rescue, and begins to assault Neale with his own set of kicks, before grabbing Neale, and attempting a Sliced Bread #2. As Abel is in the air, Neale turns, dropping Abel crotch first on the top rope! Abel hands there in pain, before Neale drop kicks him, almost eliminating him! Abel manages to hang on with one hand, and Storm comes out of nowhere, knocking Neale down! Storm tires to grab Neale, but Douglas pounds him on the back, he drags Storm to the middle of the ring, and kicks him in the gut, before Irish Whipping him. Douglas runs off the ropes, and tires to hit the “Dusty Rub” (Pounce), but Storm picks up momentum, and slams into Douglas even harder!

Douglas goes flying across the ring, and seems to be unconscious! Storm lifts him up, and looks at Abel on the apron. He grabs Douglas, and throws him through the middle ropes, trying to ram him into Abel…but Abel jumps up, latching his hands and legs onto the top rope, as Douglas slams painfully against the canvas outside!

Keith Oswalt: And there goes Dustin Douglas!

Eric Witz: Good. Now we’ve eliminated all that cheating…

Abel brings himself back down on the apron, but Storm pops him in the jaw, causing Abel to barely hang on. Storm tries to move him off, but Abel brings foot up, gracefully kicking Storm in the jaw. Storm stumbles back a bit, but regains his composure, and attempts to boot Abel off the apron…but Abel ducks, causing Storm to nearly go out of the ring. Abel the grabs the ropes, turns around, and while Storm is distracted, uses the ropes to pull himself back in the ring, hitting an inverted Pele kick on Storm as he flips over the ropes he’s holding!

Keith Oswalt: What a Pele kick from Adam Abel!

Eric Witz: Eat your heart out Justin Kaard.

As those two attempt to get back up, Callaway and Neale have begun to hammer on one another. Neale lifts up Callaway, and drops him with a huge Samoan Drop. Neale then showboats in the ring, brushing his hair, before climbing up on the top rope. As he is, Callaway kips up, and runs towards the ropes, running into them, knocking Neale onto the top turnbuckle! He cries out in pain, and Callaway backs up…before dropping Neale with a Calsi Kick, sending him off the turnbuckle and to the floor below!

Keith Oswalt: What a Calsi kick to eliminate Nathan Neale! Now we’re down to Storm, Adam Abel, and Stephen Callaway!

Eric Witz: There’s a smart thing to do here. Lets see who does it.

Callaway turns about to see both Abel and Storm trying to get up. He and Abel lock eyes, and the two begin to beat down on Storm, pushing the large man against the ropes. However, Storm rebounds back, hitting a forearm against Abel, and pushing Callaway into the corner with one hand. Storm then grabs Callaway, and goes for a “Lightening “Strike…but Callaway knees Storm in the stomach, before hitting him with a forearm. Abel then hops up on the top rope, and jumps off, hitting a Mushroom Stomp on Storm, who then falls. Abel and Callaway smile, knowing they’ve taken down Storm…but then Callway turns, and hits a Calsi Kick on Abel, sending him down!

Keith Oswalt: There’s angle for ya! Callaway just kicked Abel straight in the face!

Eric Witz: Know that smart thing I was talking about? That wasn’t it.

Callaway lifts up Abel, before throwing him over the top rope, causing him to hit the floor below!

Keith Oswalt: Abel is out!

Callaway smiles, before turning around…and being hit with a Thunderbolt from Storm! The move sends him over the top rope, and to the floor below, ending the match-up!

Ike Rose: Here is your winner at 18 minutes and 14 seconds, and moving onto the Main Event…Storm!

Keith Oswalt: Storm prevails! He’s going to the Main Event tonight!!!

Eric Witz: The big man had better hope that this match didn’t wear him out too much. He’ll need all the strength he can get.

Storm has his hand raised in victory, before ripping it away. The scene fades to backstage…

[Jeremy Sterling]

*A blank screen appears with a slight static noise apparent in the background. The screen quickly cuts to a black and white video recording. A giant man is laying his ham-sized fists into a punching bag, causing the bag’s support to jerk violently. With a quick right, the bag’s support gives way and the training mechanism tumbles to the ground. Back to black.

A few seconds pass…and another video is shown. A stocky Samoan man thrusts his hand downward and cracks a large cinder block. He throws his arms out and lets out a roar. Back to black.

Another black and white video is shown. The giant and the Samoan are surrounded by ten men in padded suits. The video flickers, going back and forth between footage and black. It’s hard to make out the action, but the giant is clearly seen cracking someone in the head with his hand. The Samoan kicks another hard in the ribs. The giant picks up a man with ease and tosses him into a wall. The Samoan palm strikes a man unless consciousness is lost. The screen settles on the video. The giant picks up the last man and tosses him into the air. As he descends, the Samoan uses his thumb to spike the man in the jugular. The two stand triumphant as a petite blonde girl watches on. She slowly claps as the behemoths look around for another challenge. Back to black.

This time, the footage is J. Robert Oppenheimer. He recalls the atomic bomb as the audience watches, enamored.*

DER KRIEG MASCHINEN

Coming soon to Kingdom of Pride…

[Jeremy Sterling]

The camera cuts to a shot of the commentary table where we see Eric Witz and Keith Oswalt sitting. Oswalt begins talking.

Keith Oswalt: Ladies and gentlemen the next match will be upon us shortly but right now I'm hearing that something has happened backstage! Let's go back there to find out what's going on!

The camera is now backstage and we can see Dustin Douglas laying motionless on a broken table, one which we can only assume he's been put through.

Keith Oswalt: That's Dustin Douglas! He's been laid out backstage in the exact same circumstances as Adam Abel last week!

Eric Witz: Yeah yeah, I just wanna know who did this...

KoP's resident colour commentator gets his answer as the camera pans to show Christian Kane looking at the injured Douglas with a scowl on his face.

Keith Oswalt: Christian Kane!?

Eric Witz: Christian Kane!!!

Keith Oswalt: Could he also have been the one to attack Abel last week!?

Eric Witz: I don't know, Keith, but Christian Kane sure sent a message to Dustin Douglas.

CK slowly begins to back away as EMT's rush to help Douglas. The scene fades to black.

[Jeremy Sterling]

The camera pans back to the ring.

Keith Oswalt: Ladies and gentleman, once again I would like to welcome you all to Return of the Kingdom. So far we’ve seen Storm advance to the gauntlet for the Valiant Championship later this evening.

Eric Witz: And what a match up that was. A who’s who of the losers in Kingdom of Pride and my boy Storm came out with the victory. Look out for him in the main event Keith.

Keith Oswalt: His size will be tough to contend with in that match but he’s going to enter first and will have to make it past seven other men to walk out the champ.

Eric Witz: I have faith in my boy, I mean who all does he have to beat, Josh Eagles? Piece of cake.

Keith Oswalt: Chris Hart, Christian Kane, Tommy Hargrove? There’s a lot of skilled talent in that match.

Eric Witz: None of them can physically match Storm though. Tommy might be nearly the same weight but it’s not rock hard muscle like Storm possesses.

Keith Oswalt: Well that might be entirely true, we’ve got another match on the docket, two debuting wrestlers here in Kingdom of Pride, Johnny Noble and Michael Robinson.

Eric Witz: Screw Robinson, let’s talk about this Johnny Noble kid. The psycho brother of Kurt Noble that no one has heard of, sign me up.

Keith Oswalt: I don’t think calling him psycho is necessarily fair, considering we’ve never seen the man.

Eric Witz: He’s the brother of Kurt, crazy runs in that family like water in a river.

Keith Oswalt: You do know that man signs your pay checks?

Eric Witz: He’s not going to fire me for speaking the truth.

Keith Oswalt: I wouldn’t be so certain about that, remember, he’s crazy.

Eric Witz: Why don’t you …

Keith Oswalt: Let’s take it to Ike Rose in the ring.

The camera cuts to Ike Rose, wearing a three piece suit in the center of the ring.

Ike Rose: Ladies and gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, making his Kingdom of Pride debut, six feet, two inches tall and weighing in at one hundred and ninety five pounds.

The opening of ‘Wake Up’ by Arcade of Fire begins as the camera starts panning through the crowd to see Michael standing amongst the fans. Michael makes his way through the crowd giving kids and his older hands high fives and some small hugs.

Ike Rose: From Toronto, Ontario...Michael Robinson!

As Michael makes it past the guard rails he takes off one of his arm bands and gives it to a kid in the front row. Running up the steps and the turnbuckle Michael raises his arm with a fist in the air and a smile on his face. Michael then jumps off the turnbuckle and stares up the entrance row, waiting for Johnny Noble.

Eric Witz: Here we go...

‘It’s My Life’ by Bon Jovi plays throughout the arena and the fans waste no time giving an overall appropriate reaction to Johnny Noble just as he slowly walks through the curtain and down the ramp.

Ike Rose: Introducing his opponent. Weighing in this evening at two hundred thirty pounds, standing six feet, three inches tall. From Calgary, Alberta...Johnny Noble!

Noble gives the occasional group of fans a calm glance, but he does not lose focus as he walks to the ring and climbs the stairs. Johnny flashes a few more fans a calm glance as he steps into the ring and stands near the ropes, putting his hands on his hips and looking in the distance with intensity.

Keith Oswalt: Look at the focus in Johnny Noble’s eyes.

Eric Witz: He’s crazy I tell you, crazy. Watch, as soon as the bell rings he’ll go berserk.

Ike Rose ducks out of the ring just as the bell sounds. Eric prediction falls flat as Johnny simply stands still in his corner as Robinson comes out at him.

Eric Witz: Wait for it …

Keith Oswalt: I think you’re going to be sorely disappointed Eric.

Sure enough when Johnny does emerge from his corner it’s in a meticulous fashion, meeting Robinson in the center of the ring. Michael extends a hand which simply causes Noble to look down and shake his head before backing away slightly. The two circle each other before locking up collar and elbow, both men looking to exert their will. Noble takes the advantage on the start, using his superior technical ability to switch into a side head lock. Robinson tries to push Noble off but as soon as he’s close to escaping, Johnny takes him down with a cravate. Keeping control of the head, Noble doesn’t appear to be fazed in the slightest, solely trying to constrict the air passages of Michael Robinson. Methodically, Robinson eventually pushes himself up to his feet and tries to push Johnny off but Noble manages to keep hold and just drags Robinson along by his beck.

Keith Oswalt: Look at the crimson cheeks of Michael Robinson Eric.

Eric Witz: Who cares about Robinson, look at Johnny. Cool, calm, collected, a future champion right there Keith, mark my words.

Keith Oswalt: Is it not a little early to declare that? He’s barely a minute in to his first professional match.

Eric Witz: I don’t care about experience, that man is crazy good.

Back in the ring, Robinson manages to free himself with a leg trip and then looks for a quick jackknife pin. The count doesn’t reach one though as Noble slips a shoulder out the side. Robinson gets to his feet and brings Noble to his before whipping him into the ropes. He looks to connect with a leg lariat but Noble sees it coming, catching it before shifting him into position and connecting with a reverse DDT. He quickly sets into position as the referee makes the count.

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No! Robinson kicks out at two, showing a little bit of life as Noble looks down. Reserved, he gets to his feet and pulls Robinson up. He hits him with an elbow to the side of the head before hitting the ropes and coming off, turns him inside out with a Northern Lariat. The match appears to be over in dominating fashion for Johnny as he hooks both legs...

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NO! Robinson manages to slip a shoulder out, showing a level of perseverance that the crowd respects as they begin to cheer him on.

Keith Oswalt: I thought it was over there Eric.

Eric Witz: So did I but I’m not worried. Johnny has severely outclassed his competition so far and that’s not going to change in the blink of an eye.

Johnny gets up to his feet and this time leaves Robinson to his own devices, carefully observing him as he slowly uses the ropes to get to his feet. Once he does though Johnny goes right at him, not wasting any time as he picks him up and sets him into position for a piledriver, he begins to spin, looking to spike him afterwards but Robinson shows some semblance of life, turning the momentum of Johnny against him and scoring with a tilt-a-whirl head scissors take down. Collecting himself, when Johnny gets to his feet he scores with a drop kick, and then when he gets up a second time, a swinging neck breaker. The crowd cheers him on as he makes the cover.

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NO! Noble kicks out with plenty of time to spare as the crowd picks up slightly, continuing to will Michael Robinson on.

Keith Oswalt: Are you all right there Eric?

Eric Witz: Of course I’m all right. I simply wasn’t expecting this Robinson kid to actually show up this evening. It’s a just a small set back for Johnny.

As John gets to his feet, Robinson grabs him from the back with a full nelson, looking to connect with a Tiger Driver. As he gets Noble about a foot into the air, he gets reversed though as Noble swings through, right into a high angle cutter. It’s the beginning for the end of Robinson as Johnny quickly goes right into action, pulling him up and lifting him into the air once again for the piledriver. Spinning, he eventually drops out, spiking Robinson as he goes limp.

Keith Oswalt: This Shit Hurts!

Eric Witz: Use the washroom my good man.

Keith Oswalt: No, the move. It’s called This Shit Hurts.

Eric Witz: Ex-lax’s your friend Keith.

Keith Oswalt: Nevermind!

Johnny Noble hooks the leg and the count is academic.

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3!

Johnny Noble rolls off of Michael Robinson as the referee raises his hand in victory.

Ike Rose: Ladies and Gentleman, your winner by pin fall at six minutes and thirty seven seconds, Johnny Noble!

Keith Oswalt: I’m thoroughly impressed by Johnny Noble.

Eric Witz: Like I said, he’s going to be a champion one day.

Keith Oswalt: If he can keep that up, it wouldn’t surprise me.

Johnny rolls out of the ring and heads up the entrance row as we cut away to commercial break.

[Jeremy Sterling]

We return to find the huge electric fence has been put on its side and taken to the door. But as it won't fit there has been no further movement. John Parker seems to have sweat quite a bit.

John Parker: Ok. So this is tougher than I expected.

Chris: THIS IS A TOUGHER NUT THAN AN EASTENDER, SAHN.

John Parker: Yeah. That. But I'm going to have to go and warm up for my match now.

Chris: WOT?

Jimmy: So you're leaving us to get this thing into the arena just the three of us when we couldn't do it with four?

John nods.

Jimmy: Cunt.

John Parker: Hey, I'm sure you guys are fully capable. Just fold it up or something before you take it in.

Jimmy: Fold it up? It's metal you dickhead!

John Parker: Well I don't know! I'm sure you'll think of something!

Jimmy scowls at John as the wrestler goes to get ready for his match leaving the workers with an impossible task.

[Jeremy Sterling]

Backstage, Johnny Noble is relaxing after his match, taking a break at one of the food stands. He hands off some cash to the cashier and is handed a chicken wrap. Johnny nods his head and walks away from the stand, taking a bite of the wrap. As he continues aimlessly down the hall, thinking over his first match in Pride, someone turns the corner and bumps into him rather roughly. Johnny just barely holds onto his food and locks eyes with the person…Christian Kane. The Canadian Sensation stares at Noble with narrow eyes, although it’s Johnny who is first to speak.

Johnny: Hey! You need to look out where you’re going.

Christian scoffs smugly.

Kane: I’m sorry, but who the FUCK are you?

The two men stare each other down for a few more seconds until Kane smiles.

Kane: Oh yeah! You’re the “other” Noble.

The negative emphasis on “other” catches Johnny’s attention, but he doesn’t dignify the comment with a response. Rather, he just keeps his eyes glued to Kane. Kane laughs yet again and begins to shove his way past Johnny.

Kane: Get out of my way, punk.

Johnny gives this a response…a physical one. He quickly snatches Kane’s arm and holds him in place.

Johnny: You’ve got a problem with me, and I’d like to know what it is.

Kane tugs his arm away and stares dead into Johnny’s eyes, scowling at him as he answers.

Kane: Just because you’re the Boss’s little brother, doesn’t mean I won’t beat the living shit out of you, asshole. You just remember that, because when someone like me makes a promise to someone like…you…you’d do well to remember that I keep my word.

Johnny takes a step forward, getting right in Kane’s face with just as much intensity about him.

Johnny: I’m glad to hear that.

After a few more rather tense moments, Johnny shoves HIS way past Kane and off-screen. Kane rubs his chest, as if Johnny left a stain or something on him, and looks over his shoulder where the younger Noble left.

Kane: That’s right, keep walking, Noble.

Kane shakes his head in disgust and walks away, ending the segment.

[Jeremy Sterling]

"El Mudo - Chacarron Macarron" plays and the fans cheer. John Parker comes to the ring with a smile on his face, dancing atrociously to his music. Behind him is Steven Watson Carter, who is being forced to be in the corner for this match-up

Ike Rose: The following is a single match-up, scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 130 pounds, and hailing from Nottingham, England...he is accompanied by Steven Watson Carter...John Parker!

Keith Oswalt: This is an interesting duo to say the last. Las week, Pride co-owner Kurt Noble reprimanded Carter for his poor showings, and demanded that Carter become a team with this man, John Parker! Parker has already made enemies with Rico Suave in his short tenure here in Pride.

Eric Witz: So all wrestlers with poor showings are supposed to get tag team partners? Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you were watching our first match-up, because we found our tag team division!

I'M
TOO SEXY FOR MY LOVE
TOO SEXY FOR MY LOVE LOVE'S GOING TO LEAVE ME

The sounds of "I'm too Sexy" by Right Said Fred hits tha PA System as Rico Suave and Super Sexy come out from tha back, smoke coming up from the floor with red and yellow lights flashing everywhere. Suave and SS strut down to the ring, posing themselves to the fans, who give them no reaction, due to the fact that they both suck. Suave walks up the stairs as SS slides in the ring. Suave gets up on the nearest turnbuckle and throws his jacket into the crowd as he jumps in the ring. Super Sexy compliments Rico Suave on how sexy he looks as he then climbs out of the ring and Suave awaits for the match to begin.

Ike Rose: And his opponent, weighing in at 215 pounds, and hailing from Cozsumel, Mexico...he is accompanied by "Super Sexy"...Rico Suave!

Keith Owalt: "Los Sexys" had a tough break last week facing Parker and Chris Hart. Now that Hart is removed from the equation, lets see if Rico Suave can handle the rather...energetic John Parker.

Eric Witz: His mother definitely did Jello shots every night when pregnant with him.

As soon as the bell rings the duo charge at each other and lock up. Both of the small men swing around rapidly as they look for an advantage but get none. They both then go for a punch and stun the other. Whilst slightly comical to watch it gets us nowhere as they both stumble back a bit stunned and clutching their jaws. A lot of punches get thrown in wrestling matches which hides just how much a good shot can hurt and Suave and Parker both seem hurt by the shot. They both charge at each other and they both go for a clothesline. John, though, stumbles, which causes him to duck and catch Suave in the midsection. John uses the ropes to stop himself from falling and turns to find Suave charging again. John drops down and brings the top rope down with him which sends Suave flying over the top and to the floor outside!

Keith Oswalt: Oh my God, what a move from John Parker!

Eric Witz: He just sent that little kid flying like a bird. Well, a falling bird.

John climbs up onto the apron and waits for Suave to get to his feet. He then charges and delivers a dropkick which sends him back first into the steel guardrail! John struggles to his feet before high fiving a fan. John punches Suave a few times in the head before walking to the far side of the ring. John turns around and charges towards Suave with a forearm but Suave leans down and flips John into the crowd! Amazingly, though, they catch him and crowd surf him around! Carter shakes his head in embarrassment.

Keith Oswalt: John Parker is getting surfed by the crowd here ladies and gentlemen!

Eric Witz: I never thought I'd say it...but I am jealous of John Parker.

Keith Oswalt: Perhaps if you weren't so hated, this could happen!

John gets sent to the far side of the seats and is clearly screaming to be sent back to the ringside area. The circulate him around some more before sending him back towards the ring where Suave is waiting on the outside with a very confused look on his face. As John gets to the edge of the fans, though, he's waiting for him. And as John gets put down again Suave nails him with a Jumping High Knee! John goes flying backwards before he's even reached the ground after his crowd surfing and looks like he's been knocked out. Suave rolls him into the ring.

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Foot on the ropes!

Keith Oswalt: Parker barely avoids a loss by managing to put his foot on the ropes!

Eric Witz: I can see it Keith. I'm not blind.

Keith Oswalt: I'm simply narrating for the blind!

Eric Witz: Yeah, I'm sure a lot of blind people watch sports. Wrestling's not really "for" them, you know...

Suave gets to his feet and looks slightly frustrated. He drags John up with him before backing away slightly and flipping in the air to hit the Mexican Buzzsaw (Trouble in Paradise)! John flops downwards and Suave looks at the fans. He points at them, before at the top turnbuckle and they go mental! He heads over to it before delivering the Cervezasault (Starship Pain)!

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Kick out!

Keith Oswalt: John Parker just took a ferocious Cervezasault from Rico Suave! I really, really thought that was the match ender.

Eric Witz: Close, but no cigar.

Suave seems even more frustrated than before as he gets up and heads back over to the turnbuckle nearest to John. He glances behind him to check that John is still where he left him before jumping up to the second turnbuckle and then top for the Suave Sault (Double Jump Moonsault) but he misses! John pulls himself up and delivers a superkick to the onrushing Suave! Suave is stunned and drops down only to be met with a Shining Wizard! 1...

2...

Kick out!

Keith Oswalt: John Parker is coming back in this match-up!

Eric Witz: He's coming into what now...?

Keith Oswalt: Stop having such a filthy mind and call the match!

John slaps the mat to get the fans behind him before going to the top of the turnbuckle and tapping his elbow. Elbow drop time. But before he can do it Suave gets to his feet and shakes the top rope to crotch JDP! Suave runs and tries for a jumping Hurricarana, but John holds onto the top rope to stop himself from being flung overhead. Instead he jumps onto Suave's shoulders as he gets up! John's arms flail around wildly as he tries to keep his balance on top of his opponent and Suave stumbles around the ring. Suave tries to shake John off him and he finally loses balance and goes down, but take Suave around with a Victory Roll!

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3!

Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 11 minutes and 2 seconds...John Parker!

Eric Witz: That could be a Match of the Night right there ladies and gentlemen.

Keith Oswalt: Except that we haven't seen the climactic Main Event yet!

Eric Witz: Good point...I guess.

Parker gets his hand raised in the air, and Carter shakes his head, leaving the ringside, looking throughly irritated that he had to be there. The scene fades to black.

[Jeremy Sterling]

The segment switches to backstage, where Kurt Noble is on the phone, sitting at his desk. Next to him is Jeremy Sterling. Noble nods on the phone, apparently listening to someone.
Kurt Noble: Of course, that would explain why we haven’t heard from you in such a long time…oh no, I completely understand. I can imagine it’s done wonders for you…alright, talk to you soon. We’ll have a meeting next week. I’ll schedule it with my secretary. Talk to you then. Bye.

Noble closes his cell phone, and looks over at Sterling.

Jeremy Sterling: So, what’s he thinking?

Kurt Noble: He’s definitely interested, no doubt. We’ll just need to sign a contract with him when we can…and then Pride’s got him.

Noble smiles, apparently quite content with whomever he’s been talking to. Sterling nods.

Jeremy Sterling: Where in the world has he been anyways? We haven’t heard from him in a long, long time.

Kurt Noble: Well…seems like he’s been all over the world. Hence why we haven’t heard from him. I think he’s definitely been proving to the world what a Grade A athlete he really is. But I think we’ve got him now, and Pride just got that much better because of it…

Noble smiles, as the screen fades to black...

The 2010 World Cup Champion
The God Of Thunder
Chris Strike is coming to the Kingdom of Pride

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[Jeremy Sterling]

Ike Rose: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled to be a triple threat Gauntlet match for the Kingdom of Pride Valiant championship!

The lights in the arena completely cut out as a hushed silence born of anticipation falls over the crowd and spotlights scan the entrance ramp. "I CAME TO PLAY!" rings out over over the PA system as the crowd's silence is quickly replaced with the deafening roar of boos as the spotlights converge on the large figure of Storm, who has one arm reaching almost straight up and the other bent at a right angle. He then walks purposefully to the ring, ignoring the fans aside from perhaps an occasional insult to a front row audience-goer. Storm reaches the ring and climbs up the steps before stepping through the ring ropes and assuming his position in his corner, screaming insults at anyone close enough to hear them.

Ike Rose: Introducing first, weighing in at 295 pounds, from Miami, Florida, Storm!

The arena goes dark as Hero by Skillet blares from the sound system, smoke and pulsing lights fill the entrance ramp. Justin Kaard runs in, fists pumping into the air. Going from one side of the ramp to another Justin raises his fists in salute to the crowd. Walking half way down the ramp, Justin pumps his fists into the air again, this time crossing them at the wrist. Holding the pose he breaks away into a sprint and leaps from the floor to the ring apron. Passing between the ropes Justin runs up the far turnbuckle, pausing on the second rope with his arms outstretched, he pumps his fists into the air again crossing them at the wrist. Climbing to the top turnbuckle, Justin jumps onto the mat and sprints for the opposing turnbuckle. Justin runs to the top turnbuckle and slowly raises a single fist. Holding it up in salute to the fans, he plants his feet on the top turnbuckle and back flips onto the mat. Moving to the back of the ring, Justin crouches on top of the turnbuckle as he waits for his opponent.

Ike Rose: Entering the Gauntlet second, weighing in at 175 pounds, from Seattle, Washington, Justin Kaard!

"King of the World" plays over the P.A. as the fans rise to their feet and cheer as Josh Eagles burst through the curtain throwing his 'Eagles' symbol high above his head. Slowly he makes his way to the ring slapping hands with fans, giving some hugs out and shaking hands. Finally he rolls under the bottom rope and stands in the center of the ring and throws his symbol up one more time to a huge up roar from the crowd and smiles before stretching and waiting for the match to get under way.

Ike Rose: And with a time of 12 minutes and 44 seconds, entering the Gauntlet third, weighing in at 195 pounds, from Oshawa, Ontario, Canada, Josh Eagles!

Keith Oswalt: Before this intense Gauntlet gets set, it’s interesting to note that Storm was forced to be entered first in this match after Justin Kaard defeated him on the first Oblivion show.

Eric Witz: Yeah, it was definitely an upset, and I doubt Storm will take Kaard lightly. If I were Kaard, I would definitely team up with Eagles in this opening round to take out Storm.

Keith Oswalt: That would definitely be a sound strategy.

As the opening bell rings, Justin Kaard and Josh Eagles both look across the ring at the much larger Storm before looking at each other and nodding, making a non-verbal agreement to attempt to take out Storm before proceeding with the match. At this point, both men sprint across the ring and take Storm down off of his feet with a double lariat, knocking down Storm. Despite being taken off of his feet, Storm quickly gets back to his feet and targets Kaard afterwards, grabbing him by the back of the head and slamming his elbow into it. After the strike, Kaard tries to get away from Storm, however as he does this, Eagles takes an opening and takes Storm down off of his feet with a basic wrestling tackle. Yelling at Kaard to hit a move while Storm is downed, Kaard quickly hit’s the ropes before jumping up and hitting a knee drop on Storm, driving his knee into Storm’s face.

After the knee strike, Kaard grins at Storm, still wanting to get more revenge for the months of torture Storm has previously put him in. Bent on exacting revenge, Kaard tells Eagles to pull Storm up, and without much problem, Eagles is able to get Storm up to his feet and puts him in a basic waistlock. Again bouncing off of the ropes, Kaard sprints towards the trapped Storm, however at the last second, Storm gets free from the Eagle’s hold and instead of taking the leg lariat Kaard leaps up to deliver, Storm catches Kaard and swings him 180 degrees into Eagles, taking both of them down by using Kaard as a ram. Following the unique maneuver, Storm pounces on top of Kaard, mounting himself on him and beginning to strike him with several fists. After a battery of these blows, Storm lifts Kaard back up to his feet before looking behind him and seeing that Eagles has recovered, but decided to allow Storm and Kaard to duke it out.

Keith Oswalt: It looks like both Kaard and Storm are finally going to have some closure to their feud.

Eric Witz: Yeah, and I don’t think Josh Eagles has any problems with that idea.

Keith Oswalt: Absolutely not, there’s no reason for him too. He should rest and allow Storm to destroy Kaard.

Knowing that Eagles isn’t doing this out of respect, but out of strategy to preserve himself, Storm shakes his head before returning his attention to a now recuperated Kaard. Kaard hit’s a swift slap across Storm’s face which only proves to infuriate Storm as he now snarls at Kaard. Fearful that he’s only pissed Storm off, Kaard attempts to go into a tie up with Storm, but Storm quickly overpowers Kaard, shoving him to the ground as Kaard does a back somersault before getting back to his feet, but this only proves to be a downfall for him as Storm rushes at him, laying him out with a brutal lariat. Following the explosive lariat, Storm covers Kaard, 1...2...Kick out!

Not allowing the kick out to deter him, Storm lifts Kaard back to his feet and while still in a close grapple, Storm knees Justin Kaard in the stomach before butterflying Justin’s arms and throwing him over his head with a butterfly suplex. Ruthlessly tossing Kaard over his body, Storm sits back up and shakes his head, but as he does this, Josh Eagles finally interjects himself by delivering a swift buzz saw kick to Storm, nailing him in the head with the kick. Having taken Storm down to the mat with the brutal kick, Eagles is suddenly taken off guard when Justin Kaard finally rolls him up with a basic roll up, 1...2...Kick out!

Despite the surprise element with the roll up, it comes to no avail for Kaard as Eagles is able to kick out, pushing Kaard off of him and into a now standing Storm. Viciously ripping Kaard up off of his feet and placing him draped over his shoulder, Storm sprints at Eagles, who moves out of the way of Storm as Storm now chucks Justin Kaard face first into the second turnbuckle! Bouncing off of the turnbuckle, Kaard falls to his knees as Storm continues to rush towards Kaard and while he is unprotected, delivers a charging boot to the back of Kaard’s head, slamming him face first into the mat!

Eric Witz: Avenge yourself Storm! Beat that little punk Justin Kaard!

Keith Oswalt: This is almost barbaric Eric! How can you cheer Storm on as he tries to completely destroy Justin Kaard?

Eric Witz: I can answer that with one word, easily! Storm is an animal and should have never been embarrassed by Kaard two weeks ago! And if I were Eagles, I’d just stay out of Storm’s way!

After the boot to the head, Storm lifts Kaard up off of his feet and despite being all but knocked out, and finally whips him to the ropes, but as he does this, Josh Eagles catches Kaard and instead of protecting him, hits him with an Impact Asylum (Inverted Stomp Facebreaker)! Kaard instantly begins to fall back, however before he hit’s the mat, Storm lifts him up with a backdrop, but instead of hitting the backdrop, Storm spinds Kaard out, driving him neck first into the mat with a Thunderclap (Backdrop to Powerbomb)! Holding Kaard down, Storm goes for a cover, 1...2...3!

Ike Rose: Justin Kaard has been eliminated!

Shortly following Justin Kaard’s elimination, referee Chris Owens keeps Storm and Josh Eagles separated as “Bitches” by Hollywood Undead begins to play over the PA system. Christian Kane steps out from behind the curtains, smiling as he looks at the ring. Strutting confidently down to the ring, Christian Kane finally stops midway through his entrance, looking to his left where he sees a 4 year old child in the stands fervently booing Christian. Suddenly, Christian Kane sprints to the barricade and screams as loudly as he can at the child, scaring him to tears. Cockily smiling after having frightened the child, Christian Kane looks at the boy’s mother, pointing to his cheek as he tells her to kiss him. Refusing to do so, Christian Kane loudly insults her before finally making his way back to the ring where he slides in and the bell is finally rung.

Eric Witz: And Christian just proved that he hates kids, but who would blame him? As many people as he…

Keith Oswalt: We are a family company! Don’t finish that sentence!

Despite having been in the ring for one fall, Josh Eagles shows a lot of life as he moves towards Christian Kane, and quickly engages into a tie up. From here, Josh Eagles rockets off a quick arm drag on Christian, who takes the arm drag and quickly rolls through getting back to his feet. Rushing at Josh Eagles, Christian Kane again takes another arm drag, but once again Christian rolls through and gets back to his feet. This time, Christian Kane does not charge at Eagles who charges now himself towards Christian Kane, however as he rushes towards Christian Kane, Storm catches Eagles off guard by charging from the side and hitting Eagles with a powerful lariat, knocking him to the ground.

With Eagles on the ground, Storm begins to continuously stomp Eagles chest, and happy to help, Christian Kane joins Storm, also stomping Eagles’s chest. After several seconds of the stomps, Storm shows irritation of Christian Kane riding his coattails and instead of stomping Josh’s chest, Storm throws a vicious punch to Christian Kane, landing square on the point of Christian’s jaw. Knocking Christian Kane back a little bit, Storm steps over Josh’s body before kneeing Christian Kane in the stomach and dropping him down to the mat with a DDT. After hitting Christian Kane with the DDT, Storm keeps the headlock in as he again lifts Christian Kane up to his feet before hitting him with a quick suplex. Dropping Christian Kane back first onto the mat, Storm grins as he gets back to his feet, but before he is able to continue to harm Christian Kane, Josh Eagles has recovered from the mat and throws a kick at Storm’s chest, nailing him. After the kick, Storm holds his chest, giving Eagles an opening to his head.

Locking Storm into a headlock, Eagles delivers a few knee strikes before hitting a quick snap suplex on Storm. Slamming Storm onto his back, Eagles gets back up to his feet, but before he can follow up on Storm, Eagles sees Christian Kane charge at him and instead of enduring a move, Eagles drops down and hits Christian Kane with a drop toe hold, having Christian’s face slam into the mat. After the move, Eagles quickly pivots on top of Christian Kane’s body locking him into a quick vice grip crossface, pulling Christian’s face back. Refusing to submit away his dream, growls in pain as he begins to crawl towards the bottom rope, reaching out and trying to get a rope break. However as Christian Kane crawls to the ropes, the submission move is broken up by a furious Storm who deadlifts Josh Eagles off of Christian Kane and hit’s a bridging German suplex on Eagles, slamming Eagles’ neck first into the mat! Bridging, Storm covers Josh Eagles,

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Kick out!

Keith Oswalt: Great endurance shown by Josh Eagles with that kick out! There’s no questioning how badly he wants to win this match!

Eric Witz: I bet every man in this match wants to win, except maybe Justin Kaard, since he’s already been eliminated.

Keith Oswalt: Actually, I might question Storm, he broke up that submission hold which could have helped him ultimately.

Eric Witz: I think Storm is just trying to make a point by weakening everybody in this match. My money is on him to win, even if he did enter first and has a history of… choking.

After the incredible German suplex, Josh Eagles remains on the ground having kicked out of the move, but still not out of danger as Storm gets up off of the mat and quickly pulls Josh Eagles up off of the mat and turns him around before locking him into a full nelson hold. Wrenching back on Josh Eagles’s neck attempting to further damage it, Storm finally lifts Eagles up and bridging back again hitting Eagles with a dragon suplex! Not bothering to cover Eagles as he is set on further damaging Eagles, Storm keeps the full nelson locked in as he rotates his body and gets back up to his feet, bringing Eagles with him. Switching the full nelson lock to a butterfly lock now, Storm attempts to pull Eagles up and again dump him on his head, however this time, Eagles is able to block the move by moving his ankle to block Storm’s momentum.

Now firing his elbows back, Eagles is able to force Storm to release his hold. Pivoting around, Eagles looks at Storm now and fires a quick kick at him, landing it on Storm’s thigh. After hitting this kick, Eagles puts Storm into a side headlock but is quickly tossed off by Storm. Hitting the ropes, Eagles bounces back and ducks underneath a lariat from Storm. As Eagles bounces back behind Storm, he leaps to the second rope and turns around before hitting Storm with a springboard roundhouse kick! Knocking Storm to the mat, Eagles remains on his feet and dodges a punch from a now standing Christian Kane. After dodging the punch, Christian Kane goes for another punch, but again Eagles dodges this and quickly Josh Eagles rolls Christian Kane up into a small package!

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3!

Ike Rose: Christian Kane has been eliminated!

Keith Oswalt: A surprise small package by Josh Eagles and Christian Kane is out!

Eric Witz: So much for having crowning the sexiest man ever as Valiant champion.

In shock, Christian Kane looks up at senior referee Chris Owens arguing that he got out of the pin. Refusing to reverse the decision, Christian Kane spits in his face before sliding out under the bottom rope and screaming at the fans to get up. Terrified, the fans listen to Christian Kane’s orders as he takes three chairs and throws them into the ring. Sliding back into the ring, Christian Kane grabs a chair and takes aim at Josh Eagles before driving the chair into his head, bloodying him in the process. Almost immediately following this action, Christian Kane is grabbed by security and taken out of the ring and backstage as “Where The Hood At” by DMX blares over the PA system and Chris Hart steps out to a chorus of cheers. Obviously displeased at seeing Josh Eagles hurt in the ring, Chris Hart quickly moves to the ring, and slides in, attempting to protect Josh Eagles from a predator-like Storm.

Keith Oswalt: Christian Kane had better be fired for that cowardly attack on Eagles! That was completely uncalled for!

Eric Witz: Christian Kane definitely made an impact with that move though, you can deny that.

Keith Oswalt: Don’t tell me you support his antics! That was downright wrong and even you know that Eric!

As the bell rings again to restart the match, Chris Hart remains standing in front of a bloody Josh Eagles, protecting him from Storm. Attempting to fend off Storm, Hart uses his speed and freshness as he rushes towards Storm and quickly hits him with a shotei! Knocking Storm back into the ropes, Chris Hart leaps up as Storm rebounds off of the ropes and he quickly takes Storm to the ground with a quick hurricanrana, holding onto Storm’s leg as he goes for a cover, 1...2...Kick out! Despite the kick out, Chris Hart remains undeterred in his commitment to protecting Josh Eagles from an unfair elimination by beginning to pounding Storm in the face with several mounted punches.

After these punches, Chris Hart lifts Storm back up to his feet and here whips Storm, however as Storm flies across the ring, he holds himself to the ropes as he reaches Eagles and quickly goes for a cover on Eagles,

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Chris Hart breaks up the cover! Infuriated by Chris Hart’s ideals of a fair fight, Storm glares up at Chris Hart as he gets up to his feet, however as he does this Chris Hart delivers a quick front kick to Storm, who catches his leg. Grinning at having had Storm fall into his plan, Chris Hart quickly whips his free leg around and delivers a powerful shining enziguri on Storm, driving his knee into the back of Storm’s head. After hitting this move, Chris Hart gets up and quickly pulls Storm’s head back and appears to go for the Thrill of the Night (Stranglehold rolling cutter), but before he can hit this move, Storm shows off his power by standing back up straight, holding Chris Hart on his shoulders. After doing this, Storm rushes forward and drives Chris Hart back first on top of Josh Eagles with a running powerslam! Having knocked the wind out of Chris Hart, Storm is able to lift Chris Hart again up off of the mat and lifts him up over his shoulders with a military press before tossing Chris Hart over the top rope and onto the floor! After doing this, the semi-conscious Josh Eagles has no further protection as Storm lifts him up by the neck, holding him in an inverted DDT position, however Storm quickly drills Josh Eagles face first into the mat with a Cyclone (Last Rites)! Following this move, Storm covers Eagles,

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Ike Rose: Josh Eagles has been eliminated!

Keith Oswalt: All because of that damn Christian Kane! Josh Eagles just got screwed!

Eric Witz: Christian Kane got screwed!

As the two commentators continue to bicker, medics rush to ringside and help Josh Eagles out of the ring and tend to his bleeding cut as “Black Celebration” by Depeche Mode begins to play to the crowds displeasure. To boos, Obscene steps out from behind the curtains and walks down the ramp and as he gets into the ring, Chris Hart rolls in along with him. As all three men are in the ring, the bell rings again and Obscene stares at both Storm and Hart.

Storm takes the first move in this round as he rushes at Obscene attempting to hit him with a running forearm, but Obscene sidesteps Storm and shoves him into the turnbuckle. After doing this, Obscene hit’s a forearm strike of his own to Storm’s back. After hitting this move, Obscene sees a running Chris Hart and quickly steps out of the ring, however Obscene was not Hart’s target, instead he leaps up and hit’s a charging dropkick on Storm and drives him further into the turnbuckles. Falling backfirst onto the mat, Storm lays across the mat. Barking at Hart to move before finally shoving him out of the way himself, Obscene jumps over the top rope and does a front flip landing backfirst across Storm’s torso.

After hitting the top rope senton, Obscene goes for a quick cover on Storm,

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After hitting the STO, Storm attempts to go for a pin, but before he can do so, Obscene delivers an axe kick to Storm’s head and lifts him up off of the mat, successfully ruining his pin attempt over Hart. After having done this, Obscene hit’s a quick dropkick on Storm and pushes him back to the turnbuckle corner. After having plated Storm there, Obscene runs at him, however as he does this Storm is able to catch Obscene and drives him neck first into the mat with a huge uranage slam!

After having hit this move, Storm goes to follow up on Storm, however as he does this, Chris Hart runs at him and grabs him by the head before running up the turnbuckle sides and backflips off of them, hitting a quick shiranui on Storm while falling down across Obscene’s body for a cover,

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Keith Oswalt: A near pinfall by Chris Hart with that huge shiranui on Storm! Chris Hart is definitely in control now!

Eric Witz: He may be in control for now, but once Storm gets back up, he’ll continue to dominate this match just as he has done so far.

Staying focused on his task, Chris Hart gets back up to his feet, pulling Obscene up along with him, and delivers a few punches before putting Obscene into a quick hammerlock, but from this, he puts Obscene’s free arm into a half nelson and while holding onto the hammerlock, Chris wrenches forward, however before trying to lift Obscene up and nail him with a suplex, Storm has gotten back to his feet and seizes the moment by running towards Obscene and running through him hitting a Thunderbolt (Gore) on Obscene and to a lesser extent, Chris Hart! Immediately following this, Storm instantly covered Obscene,

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Ike Rose: Obscene has been eliminated!

Eric Witz: What incredible speed and power! That was simply astounding!

Keith Oswalt: Storm definitely seized the moment when he hit that Thunderbolt, and despite having been in the match since the very beginning, he still appears incredibly fresh!

As Obscene rolls out of the ring after being eliminated, “Returns A King” begins to play over the PA system as Steven Watson Carter walks towards the ring. Ignoring the fans, Steven Watson Carter walks towards the ring before finally getting into the ring as the bell rings again signaling the beginning of the match.

Still trying to take advantage and catch the new coming opponents off guard, Storm rushes towards Steven Watson Carter and attempts to hit him with a strike, but Carter quickly moves out of the way and locks in a quick rear headlock before sprawling out and dropping Storm on the back of his head. After hitting this move on Storm, Carter again gets back up to his feet, but before he can turn around, Chris Hart strikes him with his elbow to his back and following this, Hart whips Carter around, but Carter quickly reverses this and sends Hart into the ropes himself. Attempting to counter the whip, Hart leaps up and attempts a Saikyou high kick, but Carter instead moves out of the way and pulls Hart’s neck back before dropping it over his knee with an underhook neckbreaker.

After having done this move, Carter begins to stomp Hart a several times before lifting him back up and striking Hart a few times with punches then whipping him away from him, but Hart is whipped into an angry Storm who quickly catches Hart and snaps a suplex off on Hart driving him again into the mat. After this move, Storm gets back to his feet, but as he does this, Carter delivers a vicious roaring elbow right to Storm’s temple, instantly dropping him. After having dropped Storm, Carter goes for a cover over him,

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Eric Witz: There you go Storm!

Keith Oswalt: Incredible endurance shown by Storm with that kick out. This match has been going on for over twenty minutes now and Storm is showing no signs

Carter slams the mat after having hit this, but he quickly moves his body around and locks Storm into a scissored sleeper hold, trying to drain Storm’s body of his energy. As he holds the lock, Carter feels Storm slowly drifting away, the length of the match finally beginning to take its toll on him. As Storm’s eyes slowly roll in the back of his head, senior referee Chris Owens holds Storm’s arm up before dropping it and watching it fall to the mat, slamming against it. Announcing a one, Owens again raises Storm’s arm and drops it and watches as his arm falls to the mat. Announcing his arm has now dropped twice, the crowd waits to see that he has passed out, but as he holds Storm’s arm up, Chris Hart speeds off of the ropes and slams into Steven Watson Carter’s face with a brutal Saikyou High Kick, blasting Carter’s face in!

Following the move, Carter’s hold on Storm is broken as Hart now lifts Carter back to his feet and quickly pulls his neck back before rolling out and nailing him with a Thrill of the Night (Stranglehold rolling cutter)! Much to the delight of the crowd, Hart grins as he hops to the top rope, however before he can jump down, Storm drapes his arm over Carter’s chest,

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Seeing Carter’s kick out, Hart leaps from the top rope and delivers a gruesome doublestomp to Carter’s chest! After hitting this move, Hart kicks Storm off of him and covers Carter himself,

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Ike Rose: Steven Watson Carter has been eliminated!

Keith Oswalt: Huge doublestomp by Chris Hart and we’re down to the final three!

Eric Witz: Chris Hart, Storm, and Tommy Hargrove, one of these men will be the inaugural Valiant champion!

“Eye of the Tiger” blares throughout the arena and from behind the curtains, the final entrant of the Gauntlet Match, Tommy Hargrove steps out to a chorus of cheers. Grinning as he hurries to the ring, Tommy Hargrove slides into the ring and the match resumes for the final time as Steven Watson Carter leaves the ring.

Looking across the ring at a tired Chris Hart and an exhausted and beaten down Storm, Tommy Hargrove grins, knowing that despite his inexperience in the ring, is at an advantage in the match. Both of those men have been in the match for quite a while, Storm being in the ring longer than anybody else had been this night, and this being his second match of the night. Despite this knowledge, Tommy Hargrove rushes at Chris Hart, but instead of being able to hit Hart with a move, Hart leaps up and hit’s a quick dropkick on Hargrove, knocking Hargrove back. Getting back up to his feet, Hargrove looks at a charging Hart and despite having been surprised at being rushed at, Hargrove grabs Hart and tosses him over his head with a bridging northern lights suplex, 1...2...Kick out!

Despite the fatigue beginning to set in Chris Hart’s sheer determination and instinct kicks out of the bridging suplex. Getting up off of the mat, Tommy Hargrove stays focused on Hart by lifting him up off of the mat and whipping him to the ropes. Despite Hart’s usual ability to counter being whipped to the ropes, due to fatigue Tommy Hargrove is able to lift Hart up off of the mat and slams him into it again with a spinebuster. After hitting the move, Hargrove is unable to go with a cover on Hart as Storm lifts Hargrove up off of the mat and despite being weary and fatigued, doubles Hargrove’s arms before lifting backwards and dropping Hargrove on his neck!

Keith Oswalt: Good God! What a move!

Eric Witz: That’s pure heart right there. You may not like him, but you can’t deny how bad Storm wants this. He’s finally going to prove everybody wrong when he wins the Valiant championship tonight.

Keith Oswalt: In all honesty, that wouldn’t surprise me. He has been incredible tonight.

Not bridging on top of Hargrove, Storm releases the suplex as he gets up to his feet again but as he does this, Chris Hart groggily gets up to his feet and leapfrogs to the top of Storm’s shoulders before doing an incredible shooting star press off of Storm’s shoulders onto Tommy Hargrove! Instantly drawing the awe of the crowd, Chris Hart holds his stomach as he breathes heavily and covers Hargrove,

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Storm and Chris Hart both can’t believe Hargrove kicked out of the move, but before Hart can do anything, Storm begins to pounce on top of Hart, believing he is the bigger target. As Storm does this, he pulls Hart up off the ground, wrapping his arm around Hart’s neck and pulling him to the ropes. Setting Hart’s legs across the ropes, Storm gets Hart horizontal to the mat before finally snapping back and driving Hart face first into the mat with The Eye of the Storm (Rope Assisted Snap DDT)!

Following this move, Storm grins as he covers Hart,

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Slamming his hands to the mat, Storm shows his anger growing as he looks to Hargrove who begins to get to his feet. Wanting to vent some frustration, Storm charges at Hargrove, however at the last second, Hargrove sidesteps Storm and throws Storm to the outside of the ring. Grinning at his handiwork, Hargrove turns around, however as he does this Chris Hart is running on pure adrenaline and lifts Hargrove up quickly with a snap small package driver! Hooking Hargrove’s leg into a small package, Hart covers Tommy Hargrove,

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Ike Rose: Tommy Hargrove has been eliminated!

Keith Oswalt: The final two! Storm vs. Hart!

Eric Witz: Let’s go Storm!

Having endured to the final two, Hart gets up to his feet, tapping Hargrove’s chest in respect for him before moving him out of the way as Hart now charges at the ropes and dives between the top and middle rope and crashing onto Storm, taking him into the barricade! Laying on the ground and slowly rising to his feet, Hart rests against the barricade as the front row fans tap on his shoulders loudly cheering for the dive he just did for them. Smiling, albeit tiredly, Hart doesn’t allow himself to soak in the adulation of the fans as he follows up on Storm, clubbing his back before lifting him up and rolling him back into the ring. Despite sweating buckets and being incredibly tired, Hart rolls into the ring himself and covers Storm,

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Sighing and breathing heavily, Hart shakes his head as he gets up to his feet and pulls Storm up with him. Delivering a few strikes to Storm’s body, Hart now hits Storm with a quick arm drag and both men slowly get up to their feet, Hart a little quicker than Storm. After doing this, Hart takes advantage of this and pushes Storm into the corner and goes to deliver a corner lariat, but as he tries to do this, Storm ducks under it and pushes Hart into the corner before grabbing him by the waist and slamming him into the turnbuckles then quickly turning around and slamming Hart to his back with a brutal Gale Force (Spinebuster)! After hitting the move, Storm covers Chris Hart,

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Eric Witz: You’ve got to be kidding me! Storm had it won! Chris Owens is screwing Storm!

Keith Oswalt: Don’t start that. Hart is determined to win, the only way he will lose is if Storm kills him.

Eric Witz: Don’t tempt Storm, he’ll do it!

Furious with the kick out, Storm slams the mat before pulling his exhausted body up off of the mat and throwing weak punches at Hart before backing him up against the ropes before throwing him across the ring again with an Irish whip. Bouncing off the ropes and coming back at Storm, Storm catches Hart and throws him over his head with a belly to belly suplex. Being tossed into the ropes, Hart lands on the top of his neck as Storm again slowly gets up off of the mat and looks at the near unconscious Chris Hart. After this, Storm lets out a bloodcurdling scream before ripping Chris Hart up off of the mat and wraps his arm around Chris Hart’s body, then waist before lifting him up and delivering a spine snapping Lightning Strike to Chris Hart! (Sit Out Spinebuster) After delivering the brutal move, Storm hooks Chris Hart’s leg,

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Infuriated by this. Storm can no longer control his anger as he gets up to his feet and pulls Hart up along with him, as he does this, Hart shows some signs of life and delivers a harsh uppercut, backing Storm away from him. Despite this, Storm shows very little signs of pain as he attempts to hit Hart with a brutal elbow, however Hart blocks the elbow and instead delivers a forearm of his own. Quickly following this, Hart hits Storm with a Coldest Winter Night (Shoulder jawbreaker)! Dazed, Storm stumbles backwards but before he can recover, Chris Hart gets up and almost as though running on autopilot, hits Storm with a huge superkick, finally knocking him to the ground! After doing this, Hart, with absolute fatigue and exhasustion, climbs to the top rope and delivers a huge Legacy Bomb (Spiral Tap) to Storm! Covering Storm after hitting this move, Chris Hart hooks Storm’s leg,

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Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 47 minutes and 53 seconds, and the New Kingdom of Pride Valiant Champion, Chris Hart!

Keith Oswalt: Hart has done it! Chris Hart is the Valiant champion!

Eric Witz: That was incredible! Chris Hart definitely earned that victory, but Storm sure as hell impressed me tonight!

Keith Oswalt: Absolutely! Storm gave his best effort and came out in second place despite entering first and wrestling over an hour tonight!

[Jeremy Sterling]

Hart raises his title high into the air as the fans go berserk.

Keith Oswalt: What a match, folks! There's a champion we can be proud of!

The young Canadian lowers the title and stares at it for a few seconds, a look of pride and accomplishment upon his face. Hart raises the title into the air once again, but suddenly Christian Kane slides into the ring and lariats Hart in the back of the head, sending him down to the floor.

Keith Oswalt: Christian Kane is attacking our champion!

Eric Witz: Good! I can't stand Hart!

Kane taunts the crowd a bit before pulling up Hart who surprises Kane with a chop, sending him backwards into the center of the ring. Hart proceeds to run at Kane, ducking a clothesline attempt and bouncing off the ropes, only to be taken down with a spinning toe hold by Kane, driving Hart's face directly into the mat.

Keith Oswalt: This is making me sick! That selfish son of a bitch just can't STAND that he was embarrassed out here earlier on in the match. How can you defend these actions?

Eric Witz: Very easily!

Kane shouts something into the crowd before leaning over and crossing Hart's leg, setting up the Canadian Mapleleaf (Haas of Pain). As he grabs Hart's feet and begins to lean back Adam Abel sprints down the ramp causing Kane to scramble away and exit the ring.

Eric Witz: What!? No! Why is he here!? Get him away!!!

Keith Oswalt: Thank God! Thank God someone stopped that idiot!

Abel slides into the ring and kneels down beside Hart, checking if he's okay and helping him up. However as he does so, he begins to grow increasingly angry and slaps Hart back down to the floor! Immediately Abel leaps up to the top rope and nails the Shooting Star Press on Hart!

Eric Witz: Abel just...he...oh my god!

Keith Oswalt: Ladies and gentlemen...I...I'm at a loss for words. Adam Abel...just slapped our new champion Chris Hart to the ground and hit him with a shooting star press...

Eric Witz: And look, CK is getting back into the ring!

As Eric Witz indeed said, Christian Kane has climbed back into the ring and extends his hand to Adam Abel. The former fan favorite flashes a sinister smirk before shaking hands with Kane, inciting the crowd to boo and some of them beginning to throw trash into the ring. Ignoring this Abel pushes the motionless Hart under the bottom rope to the floor as Kane picks up the Valiant title which Hart has just won. Kane climbs the turnbuckle and raises the title high into the air while pointing at Hart. After a few seconds Kane hops down from the turnbuckle and drops the title to the floor.

Keith Oswalt: Well folks what a show...we've seen brilliant matches, a champion crowned and Adam Abel turn his back on the fans...thank you for joining us for Return of the Kingdom, it's been a pleasure and we will see you all here again next week for Oblivion, isn't that right Eric?

Eric Witz: You bet that's right! Goodnight!

Kane and Abel exit the ring together and the camera zooms in on the Valiant title in the middle of the ring as the scene fades to darkness.

[Jeremy Sterling]