[Black. The sounds of stomping feet can be heard as the black begins to slowly fade into the backstage area of Stage AE, where a visibly angry Issac Jacobs is stomping down the hallway. Upon a chyron in the lower right-hand corner is the words PREVIOUSLY RECORDED. Jacobs comes to a door and knocks. Jacobs waits one second and then opens the door. He walks into the locker room of the Iron City Champion, "Marvelous" Alec Scott.] IJ: Just hang on, before you say anything. I know what you're thinking. I'll make this short and sweet. You've got a match coming up with Mace McKinnon during this Moments of Glory tour. Well... [Jacobs' nostrils flare as he inhales sharply, trying to keep himself calm.] IJ: Mace made the biggest mistake of his life. I want that man in a six-man tag team match. I'd like for you to partner with the tag team champions, Alec. In return? [Jacobs sneers.] IJ: I won't just derail the McKinnon Express. I'll have Kirill derail the whole damn thing and flip it on its side, so by the time Mace GETS to your match? He'll be lucky if he's able to walk. Whaddya say? [The Iron City Champion looks at Issac Jacobs for a lingering moment.] AS: Issac, the last time I put my faith in someone to watch my back here in Three Rivers, I was forced to defend the Iron City Championship against Shawn Covell. Ironically the someone was Mace McKinnon. [Scott pauses.] AS: On that night, McKinnon desired to show the world and more importantly myself, that he was worthy of earning the Iron City Championship. All he showed me though was how unprepared he is for the spotlight. A spotlight, that he will focus on him at Moments of Glory 2. [The Iron City Champion shakes his head in disgust.] AS: A spotlight he does not deserve. Though Issac, I have to say your offer does intrigue me. A chance to remind Mace McKinnon, that he does not belong in the same ring as me. And if Kirill happens to derail the McKinnon Express in the process... [Scott smirks.]

AS: So be it. IJ: FINALLY someone with some sense! I’ll go out and make the challenge. Don’t worry about anything at all, champ. [Jacobs exits the locker room as Scott watches him leave. The image of the Iron City Champion fades into the Steel City Showdown logo.]

[The Steel City Showdown logo fades to black … As “A Cut Above” by Avery Watts begins to play the letters T R W fill the screen. The letters shatter into pieces.] # Here’s what it looks like (looks like) Being the best What it looks like To be a cut above the rest # [we see a shot of Tommy Yinzer and Nebby Nelson, Da ‘Burgh Nation, making their way to the ring from a show at the Rostraver Ice Gardens. We quickly switch to a shot of Malik Jacobs with a bear hug locked in on an opponent as Elijah Wynn rebounds off the ropes, leaps and catches the opponent across the throat with a hooking lariat. Vinnie Vasquez delivers the Bullhammer right between the eyes of Markis Payne.] # Here’s what it looks like (looks like) Being the best What it looks like

To be a cut above the rest # [“Marvelous” Alec Scott drops an opponent with a piledriver. Switch to Goddard Wilder hoisting Gary Butler into the air and executing a slingshot brainbuster. Switch to Owen Maddox trading knife-edge chops and punches with Gideon Frost. Shawn Covell stands on the middle turnbuckle, arms raised in the air.] # Nobody understands what it takes to be a man Having every single person say you can’t When you can To give up everything you’ve ever known For a dream And never stop the fight No matter how hard it seems # [Larry “Jaws” Joseph delivers the Iron Fist to the jaw of a helpless opponent. “The California Cowboy”, Vinnie Vasquez, is surrounded by fans as he “rides” his invisible bronco towards the ring. Switch to Gideon Frost and Shawn Covell trading punches with Da ‘Burgh Nation. Cut to the “Sinner Saint” Zane McKay delivering his Atonement STO onto Gideon Frost.] # You sacrifice, you bleed, you sweat and you cry Doing everything you can not to lay down and die When you call and you call out There’s no one to help So you’ve got no other option Buck to pick up yourself # [The American Revival, Ryan Paris and Colby Prince are in the ring with Mike Bartman as the fans are standing up around ringside. Cut to Kirill Usenov and Nickolay Ovechkin delivering a spike piledriver onto Brett Anderson. Alec Scott has a spinning toe hold on an opponent and lays down, finishing the figure-four leglock.] # At the end of the battle You’re the only one standing Everyone watching The stage you’re commanding # [Zane McKay has Tiger Soul up for the buckle powerbomb, but Tiger Soul sprays the Asian mist into his eyes. Damien Legacy kips up and connects with an enziguri to the back of Brad Borne’s head. Mace McKinnon hurls Striker Napoleon through the air with his spider German suplex, the Bodybreaker.] # The pages of history will speak of today

And when they talk about the champion This is what they’ll say # [Switch to Alec Scott holding the Iron City Championship above his head in the middle of the ring.] # Here’s what it looks like (looks like) Being the best What it looks like To be a cut above the rest # [Switch to the inside of Stage AE where a few hundred fans are on their feet cheering. The camera pans the crowd before shifting to an overhead shot of the ring, which sits in the middle of the venue with fans surrounding the bottom half in a U-shape on the lower level and upper levels. The yellow lettering of the TRW logo stands out the black canvas mat. The camera quickly pans down showing the ring surrounded by yellow ropes with black turnbuckles. The camera continues to make it’s way to towards the entrance ramp, fans lining the steel guardrail cheering loudly. The camera flows up the entrance ramp to the stage that has split screens on either side of the steel entrance way, with black curtains, that are currently flashing the TRW logo. A quick camera change and the view is on the ringside area, where the broadcasting table is set back a bit deeper than normal to allow more ringside area. Monitors sit on the elevated table which has the TRW logo proudly displayed upon it. ] # Here’s what it looks like (looks like) Being the best What it looks like To be a cut above the rest # [The camera focuses upon Colin Wilson who is standing before the TRW announcers table. The mainstay of the TRW is attired in a gray suit with a white dress shirt and blue and gray striped tie. Besides Colin stands Jordan Oakley, who is attired in a red dress shirt, as always the top button is undone, and a pair of black dress slacks. A pair of black framed eye glasses cover his green eyes and he has his hair in a side part cut. He adjusts his glasses as Colin Wilson speaks.] CW: Hello everyone and welcome to another edition of Steel City Showdown, broadcasting once again from the trendsetting Stage AE! I’m Colin Wilson along with Jordan Oakley.

JO: You know mate, we’re just about to embark on the Moments of Glory Two tour but before we do we have an impressive evening lined up for these fans tonight. The main event of the evening will see The Russians defend the Golden Triangle Tag Team Championship against Da’ Burgh Nation. CW: And that is not the only championship we will see defended as… [Before Colin Wilson can finish his sentence the lights suddenly go black. For a split second the fans react in shock, yet as “Skyworld” by Two Steps from Hell begins to blast over the sound system of Stage AE, the shock is replaced by a chorus of thunderous boos.] CW: Those boos and that music can only mean we are about to be joined by the Iron City Champion, “Marvelous” Alec Scott! [A spotlight shines on the entrance way as the words ALEC SCOTT flash upon the two vertical screens on either side of the entrance. After a moment the curtain parts and out from behind steps the six-foot-two-inch tall TRW Iron City Champion. “Marvelous” Alec Scott stops momentarily in front of the entrance way allowing the viewers to get a good look at the champion. The sequins upon his blue robe flash in the spotlight as he begins to walk the aisle towards the ring.] CW: And we will be seeing that man right there defend the Iron City Championship tonight as well. JO: Only at the moment mate, we do not know who his opponent will be as the championship committee has given him the opportunity to hand-pick his challenger. CW: What I don’t understand is why on Earth the championship committee has given him the ability to name his own challenger. JO: When you are the bloke that single-handedly put Three Rivers Wrestling on the map, you can finesse a lot of language into your contract. [The Iron City Champion grabs a microphone from the timekeeper's table and begins to ascend the ring steps.] CW: I’m not sure he single-handedly put Three Rivers Wrestling on the map, but there is no denying his current reign as Iron City Champion has been impressive. But I have to question the decision to defend that title belt so close to Moments of Glory Two. [As Wilson finishes his sentence Stage AE is once again illuminated.]

AS: I am Alec Scott. I am the Iron City Champion. And tonight, I am the man who makes someone’s dream come true! Tonight, one of you in that locker room will have the opportunity of a lifetime. The opportunity to do what Owen Maddox and Shawn Covell have not been able to do. To have the opportunity to do what Mace McKinnon will not be able to do at Moments of Glory Two! [Scott pauses and smirks for a moment.] AS: Tonight, one of you will walk down that aisle, stand across the ring from me and be the closest you will ever be to this championship belt. [Scott opens the robe, reaches behind his back and unstraps the gun metal Iron City Championship Belt and raises it high into the air.] AS: You’ll be looking up at this title in awe and desire but those feelings will quickly evaporate from the very fibers of your body as realization sets in. This realization is the reality of what has happened. That you have stepped into the ring with the creme de la creme that this industry has to offer. And that you will NEVER walk out as the Iron City Champion! [Slowly the Iron City Championship is lowered onto the right shoulder of Alec Scott.] AS: I have looked at the roster and see men like Tony Jersey, Alan Waters and Brad Borne, hungry for this opportunity. I see men like Owen Maddox and Shawn Covell claiming they should be given another opportunity. Men like Johnny Malibu and Randy Acorn craving one last opportunity to etch their names into the history of this business. But not one of them deserves this opportunity tonight. Tonight, I have decided that the man who will have the chance to become infamous is Cameron Grayson. [The reaction is a mix of cheers and shock from the ground.] CW: Cameron Grayson! I didn’t expect this at all! AS: Grayson, you showed me something the night you decided to come to Mike Maddox’s aid against the man-beast, Marcus O’Neil. You showed a fire that men like Maddox, Covell, Acorn, Malibu, and McKinnon do not show each time they step into the ring. You showed me that you had the desire to be a champion. But Grayson, you showed this company … no you showed MY company complete and utter disrespect! What makes you think you can just jump into this ring whenever you damn well please?

[Scott shakes his head in disgust.] AS: So, Cameron Grayson, tonight Christmas comes early for you! [The crowd in Stage AE again cheers.] AS: But heed my words, Grayson. I said I am the creme de la creme in this industry and I mean it! Unlike others, I do not need to call myself a King of Wrestling since each and every time I step into this damn ring, I prove it! I prove that there is no one on my level and I do not need to surround myself with lackeys. I am the IRON CITY CHAMPION! And after tonight I will remain the Iron City Champion! And I will beat the respect you are lacking… [Scott smirks.] AS: Into you! [Scott drops the microphone to canvas and as the microphone makes a THUD on the canvas, “Skyworld” once again begins to play.] JO: Well there we have it mate. Cameron Grayson, a man who has yet to officially step foot into the TRW ring is granted a title opportunity by the champion himself. I applaud the champion’s intestinal fortitude but Grayson is a wild card. CW: That’s right Jordan. So far all we’ve seen from Grayson is that he is a stand-up individual… JO: Is being a stand-up bloke enough for Grayson to win the Iron City Championship here tonight? I personally do not think so. CW: I do know that Cameron Grayson is the cousin of Hayden Grayson, who had success in the defunct KAWF… JO: Though that knowledge does not give us a glimpse into his in-ring abilities, and because of that I am not sure Scott has thought this out fully. CW: He may not have but you just said he single-handedly put the TRW on the map, are you doubting the champion? JO: Moments of Glory Two is just around the corner, so yes I am questioning it just a tad Colin. Scott is taking a risk tonight, he could suffer an injury that would soften him up for Mace McKinnon and let us be honest, McKinnon is not someone you want to square off against not at the top of your game.

CW: In addition to both titles being on the line tonight, we’ll see the debut of the Manchester Kid who will be facing off against Lord William Wesley Windsor. JO: The Manchester Kid, if I did not know better I would say that Johnny Malibu is trying to pay a mind game with Windsor. But I’ve seen enough of Malibu in recent months to know that bloke is a few cards short of a full deck. CW: Before you joined the TRW did you hear of a Manchester Kid across the pond? JO: Honestly mate, there was a Manchester Kid wrestling in Germany but I believe he was an older bloke just trying to put a few pounds in his pocket. CW: Also tonight, we’ll see Chip Cutler’s duo known as Honor and Glory in their in-ring debut. JO: Do we have to Colin? CW: Unfortunately Jordan, yes we do. In fact, Mike Bartman is standing by with Chip Cutler. [Fancy side wipe to backstage at the interview area. There's a new yellow backdrop with "TRW" in black and "Three Rivers Wrestling", underneath the "TRW", in black. In front of the backdrop stands Mike Bartman. Bartman is flanked on either side by the debuting team of Honor and Glory. Heracles Henry stands to Bartman's right. "Handsome" Hunter Darling stands on Bartman's other side. Right next to Bartman, standing between Bartman and Darling is Champ Cutler, the manager for Honor and Glory. Both Henry and Darling are in their wrestling gear. Champ is sporting a really loud Hawaiian shirt, powder blue shorts and flip flops.] MB: I'm standing by with Chip Cutler and his new team, Honor and Glory. Chip, tonight your team officially makes their in-ring debut in Three Rivers Wrestling. What do you hope these two accomplish? CC: First off, Mikey B, the name is CHAMP. CHAMP Cutler, because I AM the UNCROWNED Iron City Champion. [Bartman closes his eyes.] CC: We're not here to talk about the ultimate alliance against the Cult, Mikey B. [Cutler shakes his head.] CC: No, we're not. Tonight, we're here to witness two men who will fight for my honor. They'll be the heroes, I've been dreaming of. They'll live forever, knowing together that they did it all for the glory of Cutler.

[Bartman looks quizzically at Cutler.] CC: Just like knights in shining armor, from a long time ago. Just in time, they will save the day and take me to their compound far away. MB: I recognize that. Are those song lyrics? [Cutler looks indignant.] CC: No! Don't you try to confuse the situation, Mikey B! The situation is dire for the Gamblers tonight. After our victory, tonight, Honor and Glory will show Alec Scott what it means to be a champion. Honor and Glory will show Issac Jacobs and his team of Sputnik and Vodka what it means to be champions. These two fight for the HONOR and GLORY of the Cult of Cutler! Tonight is our first step in our master plan of adding as many wrestlers who will join the Cult of Cutler so that we can overrun TRW and hold a sit-in at Point State Park until the Pennsylvania Athletic Commission rights the very wrongs that have victimized me. [Cutler points to the screen.] CC: After our victory tonight, I start my march from an uncrowned champion to the King of Three Rivers Wrestling, Mikey B. So stay on my good side if you want to continue being employed and not find yourself with a date with the guillotine. [Cutler and his tag team stomp off.] MB: Why me? Back to you, Colin. [Cut back to ringside.] JO: Glory of Love? Please tell me why Cutler was quoting Peter Cetera? CW: I’m at a loss, Jordan. Let’s go to R.R. Bell for introductions to the opening contest of the evening. [The camera pans quickly to the ring where R.R. Bell stands in the center of the ring. The voice of the TRW is attired in black suit, white dress shirt and a purple tie. He smiles at the camera for a moment before raising the microphone and begins to speak.] RRB: Introducing first, already in the ring! Weighing at a total combined weight of four-hundred and seventy pounds. Here are Dalls Reno and Austin Nevada... THE GAMBLERS!!!

[Reno and Nevada raise their arms to a lukewarm response. MC Hammer's "2 Legit 2 Quit" pumps out over the PA as the crowd begins booing heavily.] # Too legit Too legit to quit Too legit Too legit to quit Too legit Too legit to quit # [Heracles Henry and "Handsome" Hunter Darling appear in the aisle as the boos get louder. "WHOOOOO! Right back at ya, baby!" comes from behind the two as Chip Cutler appears.] RRB: Weighing in at a total combined weight of five-hundred and twenty-five pounds. They are accompanied to the ring by Champ Cutler. Here are Heracles Henry and "Handsome" Hunter Darling... HONOR AND GLORY! [Cutler moves out in front of his team and leads them down the aisle. Part way down, Cutler stops and breaks out into the Champ pose (Heisman pose). Cutler screams "WHOOOO!" to some booing fans and smiles. Henry and Darling follow behind their manager. All three get to the ring and climb in. Henry and Darling slides into the ring under the bottom rope and get to their feet. Henry points at his "Cult of Cutler" t-shirt as Champ Cutler does a victory lap around the ring, stopping periodically to break into the Champ pose. Cutler climbs onto the ring apron and lets out a big "WHOOOO!" Henry climbs to the second turnbuckle and strikes a bicep flex. Their music stops playing as Cutler massages Darling's shoulders.] [Cutler claps and shouts encouragement at his team. Henry steps to the ring apron for his team. Dallas Reno steps to the ring apron for his team.] CW: Austin Nevada and Hunter Darling start off the match for their respective teams, Jordan. Having a former Iron City Champion in their corner helps. JO: If that former champion were worth anything, mate. Chip Culter isn't even a flash in the pan. He's a fluke. Even a flash in the pan has to have talent to get his fifteen minutes. [David Howard calls for the bell.] !!! DING DING DING !!! CW: There's the bell.

JO: Let's see what these two have, mate. [Darling and Nevada meet in the middle of the ring. Darling trash talks Nevada before slapping the taste out of Nevada's mouth sending Nevada reeling a few steps. The crowd boos.] CW: Big slap from "Handsome" Hunter! JO: I see potential in this team, Colin. I don't like their choice of a manager, but there's always hope they ditch Cutler. He's going to be nothing but an albatross around their necks. [Darling smirks at Nevada and then strikes a bicep flex. Nevada looks out at the crowd. Nevada moves in and locks up with Darling. The two jockey for position for a moment. Nevada quickly transitions into a side-headlock. Darling looks to break the hold trying to pry Nevada's arms off his head.] CW: Austin Nevada right into a headlock after the slap. Austin has it locked in like a vice grip. JO: A headlock ain't going to win the match, mate. Nevada needs to use it to control Darling and then move into his next phase of attack. [Darling grabs Nevada by the hair and pulls Nevada to the ropes. Darling pushes Nevada back against the ropes and then fires his opponent across. Nevada reverses the Irish whip. Darling rebounds and is taken down to the mat with a hiptoss.] CW: Austin Nevada reverses the whip and sends Darling to the mat with a hiptoss! Hunter Darling looks a bit surprised and embarrassed, Jordan! [Darling scrambles to his feet and charges Nevada, who hiptosses the Handsome One to the mat a second time. Cutler screams at Heracles Henry to get in the ring. Henry enters the ring and charges at Nevada, getting hip tossed to the mat for his troubles.] JO: This is an absolute train wreck, mate. [Cutler screams from outside the ring.] CW: Cutler has a lot to learn about being a manager. He needs to guide his team to success and not get frustrated for them. JO: That's the key issue, mate. Chip Cutler wouldn't know success if it roosted on his face. How can he lead someone to success when he has no clue what success is? CW: Fair point.

[Henry and Darling get to their feet together as Dallas Reno enters the ring. The Gamblers take Honor and Glory to the mat with stereo dropkicks getting cheers from the crowd. Henry rolls out of the ring.] CW: The Gamblers with a dropkick on both members of Honor and Glory. Henry is out of the ring. Reno exits the ring as Nevada pulls Darling to his feet. JO: Honor and Glory need to step back and refocus, look for a mistake and seize that opportunity. [Nevada pulls Darling to his corner and tags Reno. Reno steps in and the Gamblers scoops Darling up and bodyslam him to the mat. Reno makes the cover as Nevada exits the ring.] CW: Double bodyslam by the Gamblers and Dallas Reno with a lateral press! ONE !!! TWO !!! CW: There’s a kickout by Darling! JO: Darling needs to rally here, Colin, before it's too late. [Reno allows Darling to a seated position and applies a reverse chinlock.] CW: Dallas Reno goes right into a reverse chinlock. [Darling quickly moves from a seated position to one knee. Darling gets to his feet causing Reno to transition into a headlock. Darling wraps his arms around Reno's waist and lifts Reno up and drops him with a back suplex to break the headlock.] JO: And there's the opportunity, mate! Darling with a nice back suplex to break up the headlock and put Reno on the defensive. Darling is making the pendulum swing. [Darling is quick to his feet. Darling reaches down and pulls Reno up to his feet. Darling pulls Reno in for a suplex. Darling lifts Reno into a vertical suplex and drops Reno onto the top rope.] CW: Darling calls that the Handsome Plex! Reno was lifted into the suplex and hung out to dry on the top rope!

JO: Darling turning things around for Honor and Glory after a shaky start. [Darling makes the tag to Henry.] CW: In comes Heracles Henry! [Darling and Henry grab Reno for a double suplex, with Reno still hanging on the top rope. Both men lift Reno up, drop him into the top rope, and then use the bounce off the top rope to suplex Reno to the mat.] JO: Impressive! Honor and Glory with a double slingshot suplex! CW: There's the Honor Plex! JO: How do you know that? CW: I do my homework, Jordan. [Henry and Darling get to their feet and pull Reno to his feet.] CW: It looks like these two aren't done. They have a five count, but they've already used three of it. JO: I don't think they care. [Howard stops his count and objects to Honor and Glory being in the ring at the same time. Darling and Henry pay no attention to Howard as they pull Reno to his feet only to take Reno to the mat with a double belly-to-back suplex.] CW: And another double team move from Honor and Glory, Jordan! JO: I think these two are a bit annoyed about the beginning of the match, mate. [Seeing an opportunity, Cutler moves behind Austin Nevada and pulls Nevada's feet out from underneath him. Nevada drops off the ring apron, hitting his face on the way down.] CW: Oh come on! [The crowd erupts into boos as Darling and Henry get to their feet and begin arguing with David Howard.] JO: Chip Cutler actually does something to benefit his team at a crucial moment when the official isn't looking.

CW: Cutler just involved himself in a match, physically, Jordan! There's no call for this! He's a manager! JO: I'm not saying I like it, mate. Just surprised it didn't backfire on Honor and Glory. [Cutler pulls Nevada quickly to his feet and applies a cravate before driving Nevada down with the Champ Cutter.] CW: Cutler hits the Champ Cutter on the floor! [Darling exits the ring as Howard continues to warn Darling. Henry moves over and pulls Dallas Reno to his feet. Henry lets out a loud scream and chops Reno on either side of his neck. Dallas Reno drops to his knees.] JO: Huge double chop from Heracles Henry! CW: Austin Nevada is out on the floor! Dallas Reno is all by himself! [Henry grabs Reno and pulls Reno to a vertical base. Henry pushes Reno to a neutral corner. Henry whips Reno across to the opposite corner and charges in behind, crushing Dallas Reno in the corner with a clothesline. Henry backs up a few steps and catches a staggering Reno, scooping Reno up and onto his shoulder.] CW: Dallas Reno was just crushed in the corner with a clothesline! Henry scoops Reno up as Reno staggered out of the corner! JO: Big power move coming up, mate! [Henry turns and charges out of the corner, dropping Reno with a running powerslam. Chip Cutler raises both arms and "Whooos!"] CW: Big running powerslam! Dallas Reno is now in trouble, Jordan. Chip Cutler is happy on the outside of the ring. JO: Things are going good for his team, Colin. [Henry gets to his feet. He pulls Dallas Reno up and whips Reno into Honor and Glory's corner. Henry moves to the corner and lifts Reno onto the top turnbuckle. Henry climbs up to the middle turnbuckle and hooks in a suplex. Henry tags Darling who sprints to the other corner and climbs to the top rope.] CW: Here it comes!

[Henry brings Reno crashing to the mat with a superplex as Darling lands on Reno a split second later with a flying splash.] CW: Cult of Cutler Plex! JO: Spectacular move, but I question the name. [Darling hooks the far leg as Howard drops to make the count.] ONE !!! TWO !!! THREE !!! CW: That's all she wrote! !!! DING DING DING !!! JO: Successful debut for Honor and Glory after a bumpy start. [MC Hammer's "2 Legit 2 Quit" comes over the PA.] RRB: And the winners of the match... HONOR AND GLORY!!! [Cutler is already in the ring and pushes David Howard out of the way as Howard goes to raise the victors' hands. Cutler raises their hands getting boos from the crowd.] CW: Honor and Glory did have a bumpy start, but they were able to win the match tonight, Jordan. Three Rivers' tag team division has some stiff competition. We'll have to see how these two do against the other teams.

JO: Chip Cutler will be their downfall. I see loads of potential in this team, mate. Darling and Henry need to get rid of Cutler. CW: That’s your opinion and I’m going to fully agree with it. From what we saw here tonight, Cutler is not in the right frame of mind to take Honor and Glory against the likes of the Southern Bulldogs, The Surge or the Golden Triangle Champions, The Russians. JO: He still believes he should be the Iron City Champion. I saw his match against Rob Dire and I still do not understand how he was able to pull at that victory. And fans, you will be able to rewatch that match and many others, when Three Rivers Wrestling: Unreleased becomes available on Blu-Ray and DVD later this summer. This compilation covers the early years of the TRW. CW: That’s right Jordan. The TRW faithful will also be able to relive the night Retribution defeated Cody Marshall to become the first ever TRW Iron City Champion. Witness Akira Shinashi’s alter ego Fushichou, and Owen Maddox battle in the bloodiest match in the history of Three Rivers Wrestling. And see Retribution defend the Iron City Championship against “Showtime” Rick Marley. [Wilson raises his right hand to his ear and nods his head.] CW: As much as I would like to continue to tell the fans so more of the great matches on this blu-ray, I’ve just gotten word Mike Bartman is about to get a few words from Cameron Grayson. [Crossfade to the backstage area where the back door of the arena opens, Cameron Grayson steps through the door wearing his street clothes. Mike Bartman flags him down, walking over to him with mic in hand. ] MB: Cameron, what do you have to say about Alex Scott's challenge from earlier this evening? [Cameron raises his brow looking confused.] CG: Challenge? I'm sorry Mike, I just got here. This is the first I'm hearing about it. [Cameron puts his hands on his hips, tilting his head back and looking down at Mike. His lips slowly curling into a smile while Mike explains.] MB: Earlier tonight, Alex Scott said he was going to defend his title. The challenger, his hand chosen challenger is you, Cameron Grayson. His reason, he plans to teach you a lesson for jumping into the ring a few weeks back. CG: [half chuckles] Okay.

[The two paused for a moment, neither saying anything. Mike looking confused at the lack of reaction and Cameron still amused by the situation.] MB: So that's it? "Okay?" Nothing else you wanna say about the situation? [Cameron shrugs casually.] CG: Alex Scott has been one of the most dominant champions in this business. He's held that title with an iron grasp. There's something be said for confidence, it can take you a long way. He's got every reason to feel the way he does. With that being said, I've got a bit of a chip on my shoulder too, Mike. I'm not going to back down from him, I'm not gonna back down from Marcus O'Neil or any man on this or any other roster. If he thinks I'm going to roll over, he's in for a rude, rude awakening. But let me paint a little picture for you, Mike. Cameron Grayson, makes his debut for TRW. On his first official night, challenges for the Championship. Takes Alex Scott to his breaking point and forces him to tap in the middle of the ring. This is what TRW needs. A shake up...Alex's reign as champion, suddenly and shockingly coming to an end! MB: This is something people train months for, you think you'll be able to walk into this match without any prep? Without any warning? CG: Alex Scott is just another man. He bleeds. His bones break. Those are the only two things I really need to know. Mike, I don't even have my ring gear with me...but when an opportunity like this arises, you have to strike. I've got what? 20 minutes to get ready? Believe me...that's more than enough time. Actually, I think I'm gonna get warmed up now... MB: Huh? What do you mean? CG: [the smile curls into a smirk.] Marcus is around here somewhere. [Cameron rolls his neck from side to side, loosening up before walking off leaving Mike standing there. A brief moment passes before we crossfade back to the TRW announce table.] JO: I do not understand how you can come to the arena without your ring gear? CW: He wasn’t scheduled to be in action tonight Jordan, and I seriously doubt Cameron believed for an instant that Scott would select him as his opponent. JO: Still Colin, Grayson is a professional he should be ready at all times to step into the ring. But I can get past the ring gear, what I can not believe is he said he was looking for Marcus O’Neil. CW: That he did Jordan, and like you I’m stunned. He knows he has a title defense and his idea of getting ready he’s looking for the man who’s about to walk down the aisle to square off with Gary Butler.

JO: It is just baffling to me. But let’s go to R.R.Bell for the introductions. [The camera pans to the ring where Gary Butler stands. He grabs the top rope and begins to stretch as R.R.Bell speaks.] RRB: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is set for one fall with a ten minute time limit. Introducing first, he hails from Butler, Pennsylvania and weighs in at two-hundred and twenty-two pounds. Here is… GARY BUTLER !!! [The pudgy older man raises his right arm into the air as the Stage AE faithful respond with a warm applause.] RRB: And his opponent! [“Bang Your Head” by Quiet Riot blares over the state of the art Stage AE sound system.] RRB: He hails from Baltimore, Maryland and weighs in at three hundred and fifty pounds. Here is… MARCUS O’NEIL !!! [Out from behind the curtain comes a man with a litany of thin scars across his scalp and a few across his forehead, a nose that has been re-broken numerous times, and a huge cauliflower ear problem, Marcus O'Neil is no one's idea of beautiful. No body builder, he is clearly in good shape but obviously on no rigorous diet. Lots of muscle but very little definition, he looks like he'd be right at home bouncing at your local dive bar. He is attired in a pair of black canvas pants, a mossy oak t-shirt, and a pair of leather boots. His hands are taped up, covering his knuckles and past his wrists.] JO: I am surprised there is not security surrounding the ring for this match. CW: I've been told Owen Maddox was point blank told to stay at home, while the championship committee tries and figures out the best course of action with those two men. JO: The best course of action was to not hire this behemoth in the ring right now. Do not get me wrong mate, he is a heck of a talent but the brutal beating Matt Maddox took was not something to be rewarded. CW: Well Jordan, the contract was officially signed by all parties...

JO: You're telling me mate, that the championship committee could not have just torn it up and had O'Neil kick rocks? [Before Wilson can respond the agile, three hundred and fifty pounder charges across the ring and barrels through Gary Butler with a charging shoulder block. Referee Mark Barnett quickly signals for the bell.] !!! DING DING DING !!! CW: This match is officially underway... JO: After O'Neil blindsides Butler. The big man grabs Butler by his head and pulls him to his feet with ease. Most men need to use both hands to make sure they keep control but not O'Neil. CW: And there is a clubbing forearm to the side of Butler's head and a second one. [O'Neil lets go of Butler's head and Butler staggers a couple of steps to the right into the corner. Mark Barnett tries to keep O'Neil back but the behemoth doesn't listen as he grabs Butler by the head and drives his forehead into the bridge of Butler's nose. Butler staggers back into the corner.] JO: Right to the bridge of the nose mate. That is painful and I can guarantee you Butler's eyes are watering right now. [Butler tries to wipe his eyes but O'Neil does not give him a breather as he rocks the body of Butler with a massive right hand. He then throws a left as the Stage AE fans moan in pain for Butler, who appears to be gasping for breath. The former Shootfire Diamond Title holder connects with another big right hand to the ribs of Butler before grabbing his arm and whipping him across the ring.] CW: Butler out of one corner but he hits the other corner hard! [Butler's arms are draped over the top ropes as O'Neil begins to charge.] JO: You could would never guess he was three hundred and fifty pounds if you only saw him running right now... he leaps! CW: There's the Resurgence! JO: Anders Nieminen does that corner splash as well and I am sure Butler would rather that have been Nieminen crashing into him in the corner.

[O'Neil bellows as the Stage AE faithful respond with a chorus of boos. The big man drives his elbow into the back of Butler's head before taking a step back. Butler slumps onto the canvas and Barnett tries to check on him but O'Neil grabs Butler's arm and quickly pulls him to his feet.] CW: O'Neil has the arm and he's going to whip him across the ring again... [Stage AE fills with cheers as Butler seems to be reversing the Irish whip.] CW: Butler with a reversal... [Wilson doesn't get to finish his sentence as O'Neil reverses Butler's reversal and nearly takes the head of Butler clean off his shoulders.] JO: Last Chance Lariat! O'Neil but all three hundred and fifty pounds behind that as he drove Butler to the mat, mate. CW: That is a hellacious short arm clothesline. As you can see he just drives his opponent to the mat as he seemingly dives into the clothesline. [O'Neil stands to his feet and let's out another roar. Barnett drops to his knees to check on Butler. As he does so, O'Neil grabs the arms of Butler and drags him to the corner.] CW: Oh no... JO: Oh no is right mate. [Marcus O'Neil ascends to the second rope, so that he is looking out towards the crowd. He grabs the top ropes and bounces on the middle turnbuckle, once, twice and a third time before extending his legs out, releasing the ropes and crashing down upon the prone frame of Gary Butler.] JO: Butler may be a pancake! CW: Maybe? That's three hundred and fifty pounds crashing down upon his chest! [O'Neil stays upon Butler and Barnett quickly drops down for the cover.] ONE !!! TWO !!!

T --- [As Barnett's hand comes towards the mat, O'Neil grabs the head of Butler and lifts his shoulders off the mat, breaking the count.] CW: Oh come on! This is uncalled for! He's pulling Butler back to his feet... [The crowd boos loudly as O'Neil drives his knee into Butler's mid-section doubling him over. O'Neil shoots "THIS ONE'S FOR YOU MADDOX!"] JO: And he is pulling him into a standing head-scissors. [With apparent ease O'Neil lifts Butler up onto his shoulders and viciously slams him back first into the mat.] JO: There is the powerbomb! And there's the cover. ONE !!! TWO !!! THREE !!! JO: Mercifully this one is over. !!! DING DING DING !!! CW: Mercifully? He had Butler beaten after that second rope splash, there was no need for the powerbomb. JO: To us there was no need mate. But you heard O'Neil, he was making a statement to Owen Maddox. RRB: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner...

MARCUS O'NEIL !!! ["Bang Your Head" by Quiet Riot begins to play over the Stage AE sound system, but before the song can get going, O'Neil grabs the microphone from R.R. Bell.] CW: O'Neil grabs the microphone from R.R. Bell. JO: Apparently the big man has something he needs to get off his chest. If I was Bell though I would get out of that ring as quickly as possible. [O’Neil raises the microphone to speak but before the big man can say anything “Radioactive” by Pentatonix and Lindsey Stirling begins to play.] JO: Wait a minute mate! I I thought you said he was told to stay home tonight! CW: He was but apparently Owen Maddox didn’t care what the championship committee had to say! [The camera cuts to the entrance way as the curtain is pushed to the side and out walks…] CW: It’s Cameron Grayson! [Grayson points at O’Neil as the big man just shakes his head no.] JO: I really thought he was just talking a tough game! I did not expect to see making a challenge to O’Neil! [Grayson nods his head yes and takes a few steps down the aisle way before the camera pans back to the other side of the ring where a figure has jumped the guardrail.] CW: Cameron Grayson is making his way down the aisle… JO: Colin, Owen Maddox has jumped the guardrail! Grayson and Maddox have set up O’Neil! [Maddox slides under the bottom rope into the ring and quickly springs to his feet. He charges forward and drives a double sledge into the back of O’Neil. The big man barely staggers a step forward. Cameron Grayson pauses in the aisle and watches as Maddox drives another sledge into O’Neil’s back.] JO: Like the snake in the grass he is, Maddox has attacked O’Neil from behind!

CW: Snake in the grass? How many times has O’Neil assaulted the Maddox family and you call him a snake in the grass. Maddox spins O’Neil around and there’s a right hand to the jaw of the big man! A second one… JO: And O’Neil is not budged at all. But that does not stop Maddox. He swings with another right hand that finds it’s mark. [O’Neil absorbs the right hand once again and Maddox fires off one more but the Baltimore native blocks it and clubs the youngster with a right hand of his own.] CW: O’Neil drives that ham hock of an arm across the side of Maddox’s head. The young Maddox staggers to the side but he’s able to keep his feet under him. Though there’s another ham hock to the side of his head. [Maddox drops to a knee but he places hand on the mat to quickly push himself back to his feet.] JO: Maddox has to be feeling deja vu! He has been laid out by O’Neil twice now and right now we’re witnessing the third time. O’Neil clubs him again and Maddox can barely keep his footing. [O’Neil grabs the right arm of Maddox and sends him across the ring.] CW: There’s a big Irish whip that sends Maddox across the ring and the big man is charging at him. [As Maddox hits the ropes he is able to hook his left arm around the top rope preventing himself from rebounding. As O’Neil quickly closes the distance between Maddox and himself, Grayson heads back to the entrance way. Maddox drops to the mat, pulling down the top rope as O’Neil lunges forward.] CW: Maddox pulling down the rope and O’Neil goes over and crashes to the floor! [The crowd cheers as the three hundred and fifty pound man beast slams hard to the thinly padded concrete floor. Maddox shakes his head as he stands to his feet, retaining his grip on the top rope. He quickly springboards to the top rope and leaps.] CW: Pescado by Maddox! And listen to these fans! They are loving every second of this. Maddox back to his feet and he’s just stomping a mudhole into O’Neil right now! [The Tennessee native is driving the sole of his boot onto the chest of O’Neil as the fans cheers him on. Maddox pats his elbow and drops it across the face of O’Neil.]

JO: Maddox showing that he has more heart than brains right now! Pushing O’Neil like this can not be could for his future health. CW: Right now, Maddox is literally wiping the floor with O’Neil’s head, so I don’t see his future health in jeopardy. [Maddox drags the head across the thin black padding on the floor and then slams it into the padding. As he stands to his feet, TRW security flocks to the ringside area.] JO: Security has finally arrived mate, and they are pulling Maddox back. [O’Neil roars as he stands to his feet and shoves a member of the security tam hard into the guardrail as he tries to charge at Maddox.] JO: And security thrown hard into the guardrail! I am not sure our security team gets paid enough for the abuse that Joseph, Vasquez and O’Neil have inflicted on them in recent months! [As O’Neil charges forward, four members of security tackle him into the ring apron as the rest pull Maddox over back up the aisle. The camera pans back towards the announcing table as O’Neil curses at Maddox as he tries to break free of their grip.] CW: Fans, as security tries to restore order let’s go backstage where Autumn Hart is standing by. [The camera cuts backstage where Autumn Hart stands in front of the TRW banner. Beside her is an individual we have never seen before. He has a on a red mask with yellow eye holes and devil horns jetting out from the top. A long red cape flanks out around him, his chest is bare, and he has red tights with yellow pitchforks going up either side.] AH: Joining me at this time is one of the newest members of our TRW locker room and the man…well, kid, that will be facing Lord William Wesley Windsor in his debut later this evening, the Manchester Kid. [The Manchester Kid fires his right fist up into the air at the mentioning of his name.] AH: Manchester Kid… [He throws his fist up again.] AH: Yes, welcome. I know I for one am eagerly awaiting your debut here in Three Rivers Wrestling but you have a tough task standing in front of you tonight. Lord Windsor is considered one of the early favorites to capture the newly created Celestial Championship which will be up for grabs at Moments for Glory 2.

[There’s a brief pause, Autumn stares at the Kid whose eyes are fixated on the camera in front of him.] AH: Manchester Kid… [He throws his fist up again, this time drawing a little smile from Autumn Hart.] AH: Do…do you have anything to say on this matter? MK: GLORY! GLORY! MAN UNITED! [He pumps his fists repeatedly into the air, Autumn takes a small step back.] AH: Thank you…for that. What about, Lord Windsor? Tonight you have a chance to take on one of the most recognizable stars from your country and really make a name for yourself. Tonight you could propel yourself right to the top of the rankings and make the Manchester Kid -- [Another first pump…this time Autumn just ignores it.] AH: -- a household name here in Three Rivers Wrestling. You must have some sort of thought on this match…on Windsor…on…anything? MK: THE MANCHESTER KID IS GOING TO ANNIHILATE THAT RUBBISH LORD WILLIAM WALLACE OF WINDSORTOWN! [Autumn exhales, happy to get some sort of reaction out of him even if it doesn’t make much sense.] AH: And? MK: GLORY! GLORY! AH: Alright, well -- [Suddenly… …CLANG!] AH: What in the world…

[The camera jump cuts to the left and we see a table knocked over with a bunch of boxes piled up underneath it. A man pulls himself up, dusting off his pants with his hands, and adjusts his headset. It’s just lowly sound board operator Myron Sampson and his awkwardness as the camera zooms in on him is all we need to understand why he is more of a behind-the-scenes kinda guy.] AH: Are you ok? [Myron looks both ways and just runs off.] AH: Uh, well this has been – [Just as Autumn collects herself and turns back towards where the Manchester Kid was standing she suddenly realizes that the Kid is no longer there but in his place is… …Johnny F’n Malibu.] AH: Johnny [stuttering] where is, nevermind… JFM: Allow me to introduce myself Miss Hart, my name is Johnny F’n Malibu…and if life was a game of Super Mario I’d be Bowser. [Malibu nods, Autumn’s face goes from confused to completely lost.] AH: What? JFM: BUT YOU SEE…unlike Bowser I have a knack for winning in the end. Hey [waving] Windsor, how ya doin’ buddy…but last week that winning came to an end after the good people of Three Rivers Wrestling decided that an umbrella was a foreign object and that hitting an individual with it WOULD NOT BE TOLERATED. Now I know what you are thinking… AH: Do you? JFM: Autumn Hart…you are thinking…Johnny F’n Malibu must be perturbed after Windor’s personal shoe shiner cost him the match by STABBING Damien Legacy in the eye with the umbrella. AH: That…that isn’t what happened. JFM: And I AM PERTURBED, Autumn. I am perturbed that this action has gone on UNPUNISHED. Damien Legacy’s career, unlike his actual appeal factor with our good fans, could be OVER! He has seven children and I heard he bought a puppy last week who if it weren’t for my quick thinking and compliance with wrestling law would be sleeping on the streets

digging through dumpsters for Chinese leftovers right now. I am PERTURBED that despite the outcry of our loyal fans the front office has turned their cheek in the other direction! I am PERTURBED, Autumn… …that when I walked into the arena tonight there were AT LEAST six umbrellas spotted in the employee locker room! At times like this I don’t care about wins and losses young lady…I care about ACTION and RESULTS! [Malibu nods.] JFM: Therefore…effective IMMEDIATELY…I am starting a petition to BAN ALL UMBRELLAS from Stage AE! AH: You’re doing what? JFM: You heard me! [Malibu holds up a clipboard with a pen.] JFM: Be the first, Autumn…be the first person to sign the petition to prevent freak accidents like Damien Legacy from ever happening again! Next time it could be your eye! Or his eye! [Malibu points at a random passerby.] JFM: Or HIS eye! [Nobody is standing where he’s pointing.] JFM: WE MUST NOT LET THIS INSANITY CONTINUE! Tonight, if I so much as SEE Windsor or Arthur with an umbrella I will MAKE A STAND because I… [Deep inhale.] JFM: Am Johnny F’n Malibu… [Exhale.] JFM: And I will fight the good fight until no umbrella is EVER opened up in a TRW arena again. [He shake his head from side to side.]

JFM: That’s who. [Malibu walks away and Autumn stands there in a little bit of disbelief.] [A chyron appears on the bottom of the screen and reads "REIGN 'SINNER SAINT' ZANE MCKAY v. ONIJI KUROTANI as McKay is locked up with a Japanese man just under six feet tall. Kurotani spins and grabs Zane in a full nelson. He lifts up for a Dragon Suplex attempt, but Zane slips out and falls to the ground. Zane kips up, only to be nailed with a standing dropkick by Kurotani. The Japanese wrestler goes to the ropes and attempts an elbowdrop on the rebound, but Zane rolls out of the way. As Kurotani hits the mat, Zane goes for a rollup that only gets a two count.] CW: Standing senton from the champion and that stuns Kurontani! [McKay begins to pick up the Japanese veteran for a vertical suplex, but Oniji is able to reverse it into a suplex of his own! Oniji then puts Zane into a front facelock but McKay is able to shove him off on time and stunning him with an atomic drop. Zane then rushes off the ropes, but runs right into a Uranage by Oniji. Oniji quickly hits Zane with a legdrop and hooks the leg, scoring a two count of his own. The Japanese crowd applauds the efforts of both men.] JO: McKay trying to get up...forearm smash by the challenger! And it's Oniji scooping up the Sinner Saint into a bodyslam! [Thrusting a fist into the air, Kurotani then quickly scrambles to the top of the turnbuckle. He then leaps with a diving elbow drop that connects!] CW: He hooks the leg! ONE! TWO! THR--ZANE WITH THE SHOULDER UP! [Oniji pounds the mat in frustration, then delivers a quick fistdrop to McKay's head. Another cover... ONE... TWO... KICKOUT!] JO: So close! CW: Both men struggling to get their feet now Oniji trying for a headlo--GATOR ROLL! The Sinner Saint with that Gator Roll! There's the cover...!

[ONE... TW-- Oniji rolls out into a side cradle! ONE... TWO-- McKay reverses but the challenger kicks out in time! Huge pop from the crowd as both men get to their feet! The exhaustion is clear on both men's faces, but McKay manages a nod of respect to Kurontani, who answers with one of his own... ...and then both combatants start throwing chops at each other! Kurotani, trying to break this stalemate, bounces off the ropes and connects with a discus elbow punch, which has McKay staggering back! Oniji immediately attempts another strike, but the Sinner Saint ducks and swoops in, catching him from behind to nail...] CW: THE ATONEMENT! ONE!!! TWO!!!

THREE!!! !!! DING DING DING !!! [Chest heaving with the effort, McKay takes hold of the REIGN ETERNAL Openweight Championship belt to the cheers of the Japanese crowd. The cheers grow even louder as he offers his hand to Oniji Kurotani as a worthy challenger. The men shake as we cut back to Colin and Jordan.] CW: Footage from a successful overseas defense from Zane McKay -- who is HERE tonight! His flight arrived late this afternoon from Japan, but the Openweight Champion wanted to address the fans. JO: Not smart, mate. McKay should be resting up, not running himself ragged to get cheap smiles from the peanut gallery! CW: You can't deny the heart of Zane McKay, Jordan! He wants to make sure the faithful fans of TRW get their money's worth! ["God's Gonna Cut You Down" starts playing over the loudspeakers, eliciting a HUGE pop from the crowd. And out comes the Sinner Saint, Zane McKay. Perhaps a little slow in step and the stubble is clear on his face, but so is the grin on the Cleveland native. The REIGN ETERNAL Openweight Championship belt is draped over one shoulder as he makes his way down the aisle, slapping the hands of the fans as he does. He rolls into the ring and brings the mic to his lips.] ZM: Ohhhh... [A brief chuckle escapes his throat.] I am NOT gonna lie -- I am running on caffeine and adrenaline right now! But I just wanted to say how much I missed you guys! YOU--! [Zane points out at the crowd.] Each and everyone of you guys! You are what drive me to THIS! [McKay thumps the REIGN ETERNAL Openweight Championship belt with a fist as the crowd applauds the acknowledgement. The Sinner Saint soaks it in, his face a mixture of delirium and exhaustion. He raises the mic again, but the mood of the crowd shifts... ..... and out steps the former REIGN ETERNAL Openweight Champion, Tiger Soul. The Masked man slowly walks down the aisle way keeping his eyes on his nemesis inside the ring.] CW: We haven't seen Tiger Soul since he lost that title to Zane McKay a few shows ago.

JO: After the threat, he made about finishing Zane off, I wasn't sure if we were ever going to see him return after failing to do so. [Tiger Soul joins Zane McKay in the ring. He was handed a Wireless microphone as he walked up the stairs. Even in his jet-lagged state, McKay stands ready to brawl if Tiger Soul chooses to do so.] CW: McKay looks ready to continue the right if Tiger Soul decides that's what he wants to do! JO: Probably not the best decision by the Sinner Saint. Tiger Soul was traveling between the two countries and knows that McKay is now tired and worn out. TS: Zane McKay ... I have yet to congratulate you on becoming the REIGN ETERNAL Openweight Champion. [Tiger Soul points to the championship title.] TS: I am not going to deny the fact that you beat me and earned the honor or defending that title around the globe. [Tiger Soul nods.] TS: However, you are finding out the cold hard fact. It's easier said than done. Traveling the globe and defending that title one night and then spending the next few nights catching a plane to make it back to Showdown isn't as easy as I made it look. [Tiger Soul holds up a finger.] TS: But, it comes with the territory of being the champion. And now you have become the hunted. Superstars in REIGN are chasing you to bring that title home. Wrestlers here in TRW want it on their resumes. However, there is only one man who deserves a shot at that title. [You can tell by the face expression of Zane McKay what is going to come next.] TS: You and I have had our share of battles. Last Moments of Glory there was no questions, I beat you in the middle of this ring. So I am standing here face to face with you to challenge you one _FINAL_ time. [The fans begin to chant - YOU GOT BEAT!] TS: At Moments of Glory Two ... In your HOME state, Cleveland, Ohio!

[The mention of Cleveland brings a smile to Zane McKay's face.] TS: One final time ... In your home state ... Tiger Soul and Zane McKay, our final battle. What do you say, champ? CW: Whoa ... We have a challenge! JO: Is Zane scared though? [The mic picks up the ragged breaths of Zane McKay as he stares holes into the masked man called Tiger Soul. The Sinner Saint runs the back of his hand across his mouth. Then he finally grins.] ZM: My home -- my home might be Cleveland...but my HEART is TRW! YOU'RE ON! CW: ASIAN MIST! [The crowd boos loudly as McKay begins to wipe the mist from his eyes, as he does Tiger Soul grabs the ETERNAL Openweight Championship belt and bashes the championship belt right between his eyes. The boos become louder from the crowd as Tiger Soul holds the championship belt into the air.] CW: What a cheap shot from the former champion and what’s he doing now? [Tiger Soul grabs the top turnbuckle padding and begins to rip if off as referee David Howard rushes down the aisle.] CW: David Howard has come down to the ring… JO: What good is a referee this is not a match! Tiger Soul has the turnbuckle and he has just ripped off that protective padding exposing the steel underneath it. [Howard checks on McKay who’s slowly shaking his head and trying to get back to his feet. As Tiger Soul approaches, Howard gets to his feet and tries to prevent him from continuing towards McKay.] CW: And Tiger Soul just shoved referee David Howard to the mat. Howard is trying to get back to his feet but Tiger Soul grabs the head of McKay. [The crowd continues to boo as Tiger Soul drags McKay to the corner.] CW: This can’t be good for McKay!

JO: Of course it is not. Tiger Soul has his head and there is only one thing I can think of that will happen with that exposed steel… [The crowd gasps as Tiger Soul smashes the forehead of McKay into the exposed steel.] JO: And that was the it! CW: Good heavens! He just bashed his head into the exposed steel a second time! [David Howard rushes over and grabs Tiger Soul by the arm and spins him around. Soul releases the head of McKay and he slumps to the canvas.] JO: Asian mist into the eyes of David Howard! Now the referee is blind and Tiger Soul is turning his attention back to McKay. [Tiger Soul grabs the hair of McKay, pulls him back to his feet and again slams his head into the steel turnbuckle.] CW: The “Sinner Saint” has been busted open! JO: Are you sure Colin? That could just be the Asian mist covering his face. CW: Oh I’m sure Jordan! You can see the blood beginning drip onto the mat. And Tiger Soul again drives the forehead of McKay into the steel! JO: Now I can see the blood running down McKay’s face. [McKay slumps to the canvas again and Tiger Soul begins to run the sole of his boot across McKay’s open wound.] JO: He is grinding his boot across the laceration on McKay’s head. Talk about insult to injury Colin! CW: Where is security to put an end to this? And fans, if this may not be for the faint of heart! He’s pulling McKay up again. [Tiger Soul places his shoulder into the mid-section of McKay, grabs his legs and hoists him up onto the top rope. He ascends to the middle turnbuckle and turns to look towards the center of the ring.] CW: What is he doing now? [Tiger Soul applies a ¾ facelock and leaps forward.]

CW: Good heavens! JO: Leaping cutter! McKay driven hard into the canvas! CW: Finally here comes security and the medical staff! [Tiger Soul stands to his feet and reaches down to grab the ETERNAL Openweight Championship belt. He looks at the title for a moment before raising it into the air to a loud chorus of boos from the crowd.] JO: I am telling you mate, Three Rivers Wrestling is more dangerous than Death Japan ever was. If TRW does not start levying fines or suspensions, it is only a matter of time before someone else is seriously injured. CW: No argument from me Jordan. Tensions have been escalating here in the TRW. Tonight, we’ve seen O’Neil and Maddox, Tiger Soul and McKay reach boiling points tonight and we still have that big tag team match up with Larry Joseph and Goddard Wilder teaming up to face Vinnie Vasquez and Anders Nieminen… and we’ve already seen both Joseph and Vasquez leave security laying in their wakes. Fans, as the medical staff continues to check on Zane McKay, let’s go to Autumn Hart in the Epicenter. [Cut to the Epicenter where behind the curved black desk, sits the radiant Autumn Hart. Ms. Hart is attired in a royal blue cut out shoulder v-neck blouse. She flips her auburn hair before reaching for the papers before her. She quickly taps them on the desk, making them neat as she flashes a smile to the camera.] AH: Hi fans, I'm Autumn Hart and this is the TRW Epicenter and I have some big announcements regarding the Moments of Glory Two Tour. [The TRW logo fades from the LCD screen behind Ms. Hart and is replaced by the Moments of Glory logo, Cleveland is written diagonally across the lower right hand corner.] AH: Cleveland hosts the first evening of the Moments of Glory Tour and what a lineup it has become. In addition to the first round of the Celestial Rivers Championship… [The Moments of Glory logo disappears and is replaced by the tournament brackets.]

Two new matches have been signed for that evening. Earlier this evening we saw tempers flare once again between Marcus O’Neil and Owen Maddox. And the TRW championship committee has had enough of these two men jumping one another, so in Cleveland it will be Marcus O’Neil stepping into the ring with Owen Maddox! [The Celestial Rivers Championship brackets fade into the images of O’Neil and Maddox.] AH: And as we just saw “Sinner Saint” Zane McKay accepted the challenge of Tiger Soul and those two men will once again battle for the ETERNAL Openweight Championship belt in Cleveland. [The ETERNAL Openweight Championship belt replaces the images of O’Neil and Maddox. Slowly the images of Tiger Soul and Zane McKay are superimposed over the championship belt.] AH: Though one has to wonder what condition Zane McKay will be when he arrives in Cleveland.

Join me later fans, when I break down the first round of the Celestial Rivers Championship tournament right here in the Epicenter. And speaking of that tournament, let’s turn it over to the personal interviewer of one of the competitors in that tournament, Joe Marks. [Autumn smiles as we crossfade to the TRW interview set. Lord William Wesley Windsor is dressed in his ring regalia, ready to deliver his interview on the subject of his upcoming opponent. His personal interviewer, the long unseen Joe Marks is standing by.] JM: Lord Windsor, thank you for the opportunity to speak with you again. WWW: (surveying the man’s dress) It does seem you could use the assistance. Down at the heels, are we? JM: (looking down at his attire) What? No, I’m doing okay. My wife picked this out. WWW: And who picked her, I wonder. JM: Hey, that’s a bit unfair! Let’s get right to it, your opponent tonight … what do you think of the Manchester Kid? [Lord Windsor blinks owlishly in non-comprehension.] WWW: (mouthing the words) Manchester Kid. Who? JM: Your opponent for tonight. I assumed you knew. [Lord Windsor looks befuddled and aggrieved. He casts his eyes around the set.] WWW: Arthur! ARTHUR!!! [As his voice raises its pitch, Arthur comes scuttling into the shot, a look of dread across his face.] A: Yes, my Lord? WWW: (futzing with his robes) What is this I hear about the Manchester Kid being my opponent this week? A: Ahem, I understand that to be correct, my Lord. His debut match, I believe it is. WWW: Arthur, why am I not in a rematch with Johnny Malibu? Eh? That’s what I would like to know. Why am I in a match with some Mancunian tyro.

A: I suppose the matchmakers thought that there would be some familiarity in you wrestling someone from the Mother Country. WWW: Do they understand that I am not from Manchester? That nobody is from Manchester. A: My Lord, I suspect, the regional differences are lost upon them. WWW: This is very very disturbing, Arthur. And why is it that all my opponents have some sort of geographical bent to their name? Is someone having a laugh? A: I suspect it is simply the nature of the business in determining noms de guerre, my Lord. WWW: Well, I find it all troubling, Arthur. I find this very troubling indeed. If anybody from Manchester ever achieved a level where they would be allowed to step into the ring with me, I should think I would know them. But I do not know this Manchester Kid. So I wonder, Arthur, if this is not a ruse. A: A ruse, my Lord? WWW : Yes, a ruse. I wonder if Johnny Malibu isn’t going to try some trick. Maybe this Manchester Kid is Mr. Malibu under a mask. A: Oh I shouldn’t think he is that clever, my Lord. WWW: Of course he’s not, but he is realising that in matching wits with me that he must actually attempt a thought or two. And that has me concerned that he may just try something so stupid. A: My Lord, have you considered that he may also not be the Manchester Kid and the Manchester Kid is the genuine article? WWW: Thus he attempts to distract me from the real prize … victory by any means. A: Well, my Lord, if you are concerned about treachery then it shall distract you from the task at hand. WWW: Yes, it seems Mr. Malibu has become a little more diabolical than I expected. JM: Or it could be, my Lord, that you are overthinking the matter entirely. [Windsor’s eyes narrow as he regards the interviewer. He considers the possibility and then turns back to Arthur.] WWW: Is this man trying to have a laugh at my expense, Arthur?

A: Surely never, my Lord, I just think perhaps that you are too concerned about the obviously limited abilities of Mr. Malibu to outsmart and outwrestle you. You, my Lord, after all, are Lord William Wesley Windsor. I should imagine this Manchester Kid fairly trembling at the thought. WWW: One should expect as much. However, Arthur, I have learned that this business is full of reprobates with delusions of grandeur. So we shall not take any chances at all. No, we shall not. Arthur, I think we should have a discussion away from the cameras, yes? [Lord Windsor’s withering gaze falls on Marks.] A: Yes, my Lord. WWW: And Arthur, I trust you’ve learned your lesson about failing me? A: I think I have passed the last of the webs, my Lord. So yes, indeed I have. WWW: Good. Now, here’s how we shall prepare for this match with the “Manchester kid” …. [Windsor’s voice falls into hushed tones as he walks away from the set.] JM: Well, there you have it. Lord Windsor is not much in a talkative mood. It seems the threat of Johnny Malibu is getting to him. [Fade out.]