Unstoppable #20

Waking the Demon begins to play as Matt Ward makes his way out to the ring with a loud reception of boos from the fans in the arena, Matt taunts the fans as he makes his way into the ring as he prepares for his match.

Gavin Grey: The Following handicap match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Chicago, Canada, weighing 245lbs he is the Second City Nightmare... MATT WARD!

Smith: Another week, another tough match for Matt Ward. Cocheese rang his bell on the last Unstoppable, and on Unstoppable 18 he had to face The “Evil” Shades; Red and Purple in what would be their first victory in MSW.

Bradford: But now with The Realm of Shades in utter flux we get Yellow and Green! I'm so divided Smith! Matt Ward is a Drew Stevenson supporter and that's just not cool on one hand but on the other Yellow and Green are traitors! They were supposed to unite the Shades; not tear them apart! This is just like Darth Vader turning his back on the Emperor and saving Luke Skywalker!

Smith: I think you got that backwards there. The Empire were the villains.

Bradford: Says you! The Empire was a source of order and stability! And honestly if you ask me I'm not sure I like this Queen of the Shades. Blue was a nice guy. I guess I gotta flip a coin for this match. HA! Heads! Sorry Matt Ward, but I gotta pull for these Traitor Shades for one match.

Smith: Good grief. Even when you're against them you won't shut up about them. You ever hear about just calling the action right down the middle?

“I See Demons” by Book of Black Earth starts playing. Smoke and red lights cover the arena as the kickass song plays. At 1:20 of the song, The Shades of Destruction come out to the ramp. The crowd starts booing out of fear and hatred, but the Shades of Destruction ignore it as they walk down the ramp. The Shades climb to the apron like Kane and get inside the ring, doing simultaneous Kane taunts inside the ring, causing fire to come out of the ring posts.

Gavin Grey: And his opponents; from the Realm of Shades weighing in at a combined weight of 754lbs, accompanied by The Queen of the Shades they are... THE SHADES OF DESTRUCTION!


Matt Ward tries to bring the fight to the Shades right out of the gate as he darts after Yellow only to get hit with a devastating throat thrust for his trouble. Yellow quickly grabs Ward by the throat and lifts him back up before roughly tossing him to the corner and tagging in Green. Both Shades whip Ward into the ropes and hit him with a double big boot. Yellow exits the ring as Green drops down to his knees and begins to choke Matt Ward with both of his hands wrapped around his neck pressing downward. Ward kicked his feet up and down on the mat as Derek Lay begins his 5 count, stopping at 4. Green ominously stares at Lay when Lay tries to explain illegal choke before choking him again all while staring at the referee.

Smith: Matt Ward is in dire straits already. It's been a long time since we've seen the Original Shades but they're roaring out of the gate with a vengeance tonight.

Bradford: Matt Ward made a grave mistake trying to jump these two that's for sure. Just because he got away with it vs Red and Purple doesn't mean he's going to get away with it with Yellow and Green; these two are about as big as mammoths. I mean look at their combined weight? That's nearly half a ton!

Smith: I can't argue with you there. And Derek Lay looks absolutely terrified to be officiating this match.

Bradford: He should! I wouldn't want to meet either of these guys in a dark alley... or a Walmart Supercenter for that matter.

Lay counts to 4 with a little bit less resolve in his eyes as Green mercifully lets go. Green menacingly steps towards Lay who holds ups his hands before he reaches over and tags Yellow back in. Yellow goes to pick Ward up but manages to take a few punches to the gut for his trouble as he backs Yellow up. Out of desperation Ward got up and ran off the ropes looking for a Chi-Town Crushed ( Running Crossbody) to shift the momentum in his favor but much to his dismay Yellow manages to catch him!

Smith: Ward was looking for the Chi-Town Crushed out of desperation but Yellow managed to catch him and made it look easy!

Bradford: That's some scary strength right there, Ward is no paperweight.

Ward shakes his head several times as Yellow hits a devastating fallaway slam. Yellow quickly makes the tag with Green who gets on the middle rope. Yellow picks Ward up as he hands him off to the welcoming grasp of Green, holding him upside down as he falls descens from the second rope, connecting with The Shade of Death (Top Rope Tombstone Piledriver).

Smith: Have mercy! The Shade of Death, that top rope tombstone piledriver! Nobody is getting up from that

Green rolls Ward over and hooks the leg. 1, 2, 3.

Winners: The Shades of Destruction

Gavin Grey: The following match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first.


The sounds of parakeets chirping hit the PA as a very confused crowd reacts to a man wearing a parakeet costume appears on the stage. The Parakeet flaps his wings several times as he mimics the chirping form his entrance as he makes his way down to the ring.

Gavin Grey: Introducing first, from... The Bird Cage, weighing in at 6 ounces he is Mr. Peckedwood... THE PARAKEET!

Bradford: You got to be kidding me! He can't possibly be 6 ounces, he can't possibly even be a real bird!

Smith: Well this man is certainly... entertaining to say the least. It's not every day do you see someone wrestling in a bird suit.

Bradford: You know, if I didn't know better I would think he was one of the undesirables removed by Mr. Cornelius trying to sneak back into the promotion. It's the cousin of West Nile Winterborn!

Smith: That... would be hard to prove in regards to either question Bradford.

Bradford: But come on, who calls themselves Mr. Peckedwood? Is he insinuating he's a Peckerwood? That's racist! There's no room for that in MSW!

Smith: For Christ sake Bradford, it's a “bird”.

The Parakeet enters the ring flapping its wings on the top rope before hopping off. Soon after however Larry LeStrange stepped into view as he entered the ring.

With a solitary spotlight burning down on the center of the ring, we see Ringmaster Larry Lestrange in his red suit, black pants and black top hat. Holding a microphone that hangs from the ceiling, Larry's enchanting voice sounds out, getting the crowd ready for the greatest show on Earth.

Larry Lestrange: LADIES & GENTLEMEN... BOYS & GIRLS... CHILDREN OF ALL AGES! ON BEHALF OF FUN TIMES, INCORPORATED I, RINGMASTER LARRY LESTRANGE OFFER TO YOU! THE SOLE SURVIVING MEMBER OF THE WORLD RENOWNED CLOWN CLAN, FROM CLOWNSVILLE... BoNzO... THE CLOWN!

With a drumroll going off in the background a horn to the tune of TA DA goes off as BoNzO rolls down the ramp in a garbage can all the way to the ring, colliding with the ring itself! The crowd laughs as BoNzO crawls out of the can as he pulls a balloon from out of his jacket and quickly fashions it into a balloon bird before giving it to a kid in the crowd. BoNzO hops into the ring as the ref calls for the bell.


BoNzO and Parakeet meet in the middle of the ring as BoNzO extends his hand for a handshake! The Parakeet chirps as he tilts his head looking at it before shaking it, causing the feathers to stand up as he's shocked! BoNzO laughs as the referee scolds him and asks for the ring buzzer. BoNzO opens one palm to show there was nothing there. As the referee asks for the other hand he quickly passes his hands over one another and opens his other to reveal nothing. The referee looks baffled as BoNzO reaches behind the ref's ear and reveals the ring with a clever slight of hand unbeknownst to him before he pats him on the back, shocking the ref as well! BoNzO backs off laughing as The Parakeet gets up and hits him with a splash right into the corner. The Parakeet struts around chirping as he flaps ins wings. The Parakeet then bends over and attempts to... peck at BoNzO?

Smith: The Parakeet is wasting no time going back on the offensive with a series of pecks. I'm not even sure if that's legal or not...

Bradford: About as legal as a handbuzzer apparently. I feel bad for Derek Lay drawing this match. Normally Maddix would get stuck with the wackos but he's getting his later tonight.

Smith: So far the crowd seems to be into it and that's all you can really ask for out of a match. It's incredibly unorthodox, on both sides really, but it's clear at this point that this is anyone's game and that literally anyone could do just about anything.

Bradford: It's not that hard to just believe Smith. Why can't you take such an open minded attitude towards The Shades?

Smith: Becaue they're pretending to be something they're not with powers they don't have. Here we have a guy in a bird suit facing a clown.

The referee, completely baffled as to what he should upon seeing this begins his 5 count in which The Parakeet stops at 4 with a confused gesture as he tilts his head at the official before resuming his peck attack. The referee counts again, stopping at 3 as The Parakeet begins to chase the referee around the ring trying to peck at him.

Smith: Now the Parakeet is going after the referee!

Bradford: I'd like to call foul here! I don't think there is anything in the rules against pecking!

Smith: Maybe not but is it really a good idea to chase around the guy officiating the match?

Bradford: Probably not but this guy's wrestling in a bird costume, clearly he doesn't know any better!

By this time BoNzO is back up and ready to go but instead of interupting this amusing chase he reaches into his coat and pulls out... a banana? BoNzO peals it and begins to eat it before tossing the peal out towards the center of the ring, causing The Parakeet to slip and fall on its back. Cupping his hand to his ear and honking his horn he runs off the ropes and hits a vintage legdrop onto his foe but in the process getting clipped by that dangerous beak in the leg!

Smith: Ok now this I'm almost certain is illegal. A banana peel in a wrestling match? We might as well be showing a Saturday Morning cartoon at this point.

Bradford: Well he certainly took his vitamins and said his prayers before pulling off that legdrop. Clownamania is running wild!

Smith: Don't ever do that again.

BoNzO begins looking for a wrap bandage in his coat to treat his leg but begins to pull out a series of tied together handkerchiefs as the string of colorful cloth lands all over the Parakeet who quickly tries to get it off his face but to no luck as he gets tangled up in it. Finally BoNzO finds the colorful polkadot wrap bandage and winds it over his leg before getting back to his feet. The Parakeet furiously manages to claw through the colorful string of handkerchiefs and catches BoNzO with the Bird's Claw!

Smith: And The Parakeet calls this move, and I quote, "I Am Not A Crow".

Bradford: The famous Claw hold, well at least I think it is. Kind of hard to tell with all those feathers.

Smith: Well whatever it is he's got BoNzO right at his mercy and exactly where he wants him.

BoNzO comically tries to escape the clutches as The Parakeet hangs on as he holds him in the claw as they run around the ring. The referee asks if BoNzO would like to quit, and he appears to be close to doing so until he squirts water from his flower right into the Parakeet's eyes! The Parakeet' covers its eyes as BoNzO honks its nose before hitting him with an atomic drop before running against the ropes and jumping with a running hip attack (The Clown Nose)!

Bradford: And BoNzO just gave him the ole Clown Nose!

Smith: You know what... it's effective I'll give him that much.

The Parakeet falls down as BoNzO loses his balance, luckily falling ontop of his foe as the referee counts. 1, 2, 3.

Winner: BoNzO

The sharp guitar chords of “Kickstart My Heart” by Motley Crue reverberate across the arena. The lights darken and spotlights switch to a variety of different colours to the beat of the song. The electric guitar, bass, and drums all make their presence known within the song. As the vocals come in, the curtain opens up and Nikki steps out too a mass of boos. A smirk across his face, he raises his arms above his head and crosses his fingers into an 'x'. He walks down to the ring, a cocky swagger in his step; he stops short of the pads outside the ring and jumps in place for a second, before sprinting towards the ring and sliding in. He stands up, and walks to the nearest corner, quickly ascending it. He then lifts his arms in the air, throwing the same taunt he used before. He gets down and sits in the corner, awaiting his opponent.

Gavin Grey: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing 259lbs... Nikki Venom!

Smith: We got a powder keg of a match here if we ever had one! Over the past week it's apparent that Logan Brock and Nikki Venom do not like each other, at all. One man is coming off a boycott while the other ran through Well Connected.

Bradford: Can I hope for both of these guys to beat each other senseless to a double knockout? Logan Brock got himself involved in First Class business while Nikki Venom showed the ultimate sign of disrespect to Mr. Cornelius.

Smith: You could but I serious doubt it would happen. Both men seem to be fighting for causes they believe in pretty strongly here and it'll be something to watch these two go at it and determine who has the bigger resolve.

"Lifter" by Deftones hits the PA system as the lights go out with a lone spotlight shining on the stage. The crowd comes to life around the 12 second mark as Logan Brock steps out wearing a black leather jacket and black trunks with a white Venom logo on the back. He methodically makes his way down the ramp with a confident grin taking a moment to pause halfway down the ramp he points to his opponent standing in the middle of the ring, his grin only getting wider as he says something inaudible to the cameras.

Gavin Grey: And his opponent, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 207lbs he is the self proclaimed Agent of Change... Logan BROCK!

Logan Brock takes his time as he walks up the ring steps he straddles the ring apron as he pulls out a pair of imaginary guns with his index finger and thumbs on each hand as he points down directly at the cameraman at ringside. Upon firing a pair of 'shots' he spins around towards the ring ropes and steps through them, using the ropes for balance. Once in the ring he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stretches his arms out to his sides before looking over his shoulder and hopping back into the ring. Finally he takes off his jacket and tosses it outside of the ring as he waits for the match to start.


Both men are quick to enter a collar and elbow tie up as Nikki Venom manages to use his size to gain the early advantage. Venom manages to take Brock down with a headlock takedown to the mat but quickly gets snared into a bodyscissors by Brock as he attempts to transition out of the hold. Brock quickly hammers Venom with a series of elbow shots to the torso and neck area, using his positioning as leverage to force Venom to extend himself as he tries to fire back with a few shots of his own. Venom manages to use his superior reach to make up the distance as he connects with a few hard rights to force Brock to loosen his hold. Both men manage to get back to their feet with Brock trying to keep Venom off his game with a series of well aimed kicks to the lower leg. Venom catches Brock's leg as he shoots for the torso area in a combination of kicks. Brock tries to counter with an enziguri but misses as Venom ducks and quickly drops the leg and catches him with a release german suplex.

Smith: Back and forth action right out of the gate. Venom is trying to use his superior size advantage of 40 or so pounds but Logan Brock so far is able to defend himself.

Bradford: Yeah, until he took that nasty release german suplex.


Venom calls for a time out as the referee yells at him to return to the ring only for Venom to wave him off as he snatches a water bottle from a fan sitting in the front row, taking a few drinks before throwing it back at the fan who had to be held back from a few of his friends sitting right next as security quickly rushed forward as well.

Smith: Now that was uncalled for!

Bradford: Well that's what you get for sitting so close to ringside! He should have had a better grip on his drink! He's lucky he didn't take the poor kid's nachos and turn it into a fashionable new hat for him!

Smith: These people pay to watch a wrestling match, not to essentially fall victim to petty theft!

As this was going on Logan Brock ran up against the ropes and hit a nasty baseball slide right through the bottom rope, connecting with the Devil's Saint and sending him crashing down to the floor. Derek Lay urges both men to return to the ring once again.


Brock quickly gets up to his feet, Venom gets up shortly after. Both men brawl around the ring as Brock slams Venom's head into the guard rail.


Venom fights back as he whips Brock against the apron before following up with a dropkick. Brock swings his elbow back as he hits Venom in the nose, causing him to stagger back.


Brock rolls back in and quickly back out of the ring to break Lay's count. Brock hops up onto the apron as he looks to scout Venom as he goes for a running kick. Venom quickly ducked again showing veteran instinct as he cut him down by hooking his arm around his leg, causing him to fall on his back on the apron. Venom gets up on the apron himself as he picks Brock up as he looks to Knock'er the Fucker Out'er (Flatliner onto the apron) and connects as Brock lands with a loud THUD, rolling onto the ground. With a grin of satisfaction Venom rolls back into the ring as he instructs the ref to count.


Brock starts to stir as he crawls slowly towards the apron.


Brock grabs onto the apron with one hand.


Brock slowly pulls himself up to a knee before slipping.


Brock digs deep down as he pulls himself up and manages to just barely break the ref's count as he rolled under the bottom rope. Venom pounces on him like a shark smelling blood in the water as he goes to hook the leg for the pin. 1, 2, thre/KICKOUT! Looking to wear his opponent out Venom goes for another pin. 1, 2, KICKOUT! Venom goes for a third pin as he hooks both legs this time as Lay counts. 1, 2, THRE/KICKOUT! Looking to keep the foot on the gas quite literally Venom quickly gets up as he presses his foot on Brock's throat as he holds onto the top rope for leverage, causing Brock's feet to frantically kick on the mat as he gasped for air.

Smith: Derek Lay is trying to force a clean break here but Venom isn't having any of it.

Bradford: Good, choke the life out of him!

Smith: Finally Lay was able to force a clean break and now they're getting into a shouting match with one another.

Bradford: Stupid! He's going to give Logan Brock a chance to recover. He should have just shoved the zebra away and continued his assault!

Smith: And risk disqualification? That's a great idea...

Bradford: You might as well go all the way at this rate! You've come too far not to!

Venom picks Brock off the mat as he wraps his arm over his neck, dragging him towards the center of the ring as he looks connect with Yin's Song (Reverse DDT a'la Sting). Brock manages to slip out as the last second as he managed to shift his weight and shoot his foot straight into the face of Venom. As Venom was momentarily stunned Logan Brock seized the opportunity as he finally connects with that patented shoot style kick to the head of Venom.

Smith: And Logan Brock FINALLY connects with the Character Assassination, the move Nikki Venom had managed to avoid all match long! Venom had him scouted this whole time but you can't defend a move properly if you're stunned.

Bradford: Dammit Venom! Come on get back up!

Logan Brock grabs Venom right before he falls backward as he places him between his legs as he lifts him up for the Omega Red (Cradle Piledriver), driving his head straight into the mat. Logan Brock hooks the leg as the crowd counts along with the ref. 1, 2, 3.

Winner: Logan Brock

Gavin Grey: Ladies the gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is now to crown the first ever MSW HARDCORE Champion! Making his way to the ring first, from Mount Pearl, Newfoundland, Canada, Peeeytooon Kaaiiiiseerrrr!

Smith: Peyton Kaiser get back into the ring when it was Delsin Oswald that attacked his sister Artemis, ultimately giving her a concussion and costing her the PURE 15 title. We’ve been hearing Delsin Oswald call himself the Kaiser Killer and with WAR on the horizon, we can only expect to see them clash at WAR… wait, hang on a second! Looks like our hardcore title fight is starting in the back!

Bradford: Not going to lie, this is a match I’m anxious to see! It’s been a long time since we’ve had a good hardcore match! Especially with 24/7 rules!

Backstage, Peyton was making his way to the ring but he was clobbered in the back with a steel chair by Chris Orton and it stumbled Peyton. He turned around none too happy but then Orton jabbed the chair to his gut. Out at the ring while we watch it all on video, we hear the bell ring. Peyton was doubled over and then got a crack with the chair across his back and Orton goes for a quick pin but only a two. Orton tosses the chair aside and looks around for something else he can grab. There’s a table set up with food on it, so Orton grabs the plate.

Smith: It looks like the first hardcore championship match is going to start backstage! Chris Orton is real eager to get the jump in on Peyton Kaiser here tonight, and make his staple as the first Hardcore Champion of MSW!

Bradford: Come on Peyton! Kaiser's reign supreme!

Smith: The Kaiser's have been a strong force but seemed to fall this season when they haven't been in full force and it appears as if Chris Orton might be a little more brighter than we initially took him for, and he's utilizing the rules that he thought he was wrestling Drew Stevenson across the street!

Bradford: That was embarrassing!

Smith: It looks like Orton is headed for the table! What could he have planned here?! 

Bradford: Look out Peyton!

Smith: That one is going to hurt in the morning! Chris Orton just used a steel food platter and smashed it across Peyton's head and just busted him open!

Peyton is shaking his head to get back into it but looks up to have a metal tray smashes across his head a few times bending it to the point it’s no longer of use. Peyton is bleeding, but not bad; Just a little running down his head. He looks dazed and Orton goes for another cover but Peyton grabs Orton and throws him into a nearby wall followed by some knee strikes and then an attempted hip toss Orton through the table but it fell a little short. Peyton wipes the blood from his head and starts to pick Orton up and hooks his arms, looking for his own Bloody Sunday, A Shot of Nightshade, but Peyton is stopped really quickly being knocked away. He rolls through and as he looks up he sees Delsin Oswald who is laughing at Peyton. He taunts him a bit and Chris Orton takes the opportunity to run around the corner.  Then there’s a loud sound much like a small engine. Then zooming around the corner in a go-kart is none other than Chris Orton. He comes driving up to Peyton fast, yelling out “I AM BAD GUY! I AM BAD GUY, YOU HEAR ME?!” And the Go-Kart runs right into the back of Peyton’s legs colliding with his ankles. Peyton loses his balance and falls forward where he’s caught by Delsin Oswald in the neck cravat and with a suplex he calls the Perfect Score, Delsin tosses Peyton and Peyton crashes into the wall and falls, looking like he landed on his neck.
 

Smith: The hardcore rules really coming into effect with the self proclaimed "Kaiser Killer" Delsin Oswald getting involved! As if Chris Orton and the weapons and that damn GO-KART of all things weren't enough, now Delsin just THREW Peyton into the wall like it was absolutely nothing with the Perfect Score! Peyton Kaiser could be seriously hurt here!

Bradford: He brought it on himself, Smith. He got involved with Artemis when he shouldn't, he got involved in First Class affairs when he shouldn't and he said things about Delsin when he had no idea what he was talking about! Delsin Oswald is the enforcer of First Class and he's called the Kaiser Killer FOR a reason. I'll be the first to shout it from the rooftops that I've always been a Kaiser supporter, but always second to First Class and Peyton and Artemis crossed bridges without know what the hell they were getting into!

Smith: Well that's an interesting philosophy. It looks like Delsin doesn't even want to wait until WAR to get rid of Peyton! He's not even moving, this could be bad and Delsin is just laughing at him!

Bradford: And now it's looking like the amazing underrated talent of Chris Orton is getting ready to use Bonzo's trash can! This will not be pretty! Go Orton! YOU ARE BAD GUY! YOU ARE BAD GUY!

Smith: "You are bad guy?" Did you forget your english for a minute?

Bradford: It's Chris Orton speak for "I'm the bad guy." It's the all the rage right now.

Smith: Lord save me.

Bradford: It's Easter Weekend, Smith. Very insensitive of you.

Smith: They don't have to sit next to you every two weeks. 

Peyton holds his neck for a minute while Delsin laughs at him and Orton doesn’t know what to think. So he grabs a beat up garbage can that was used by BonZo for his entrance earlier. Peyton being the fighter he is, even though his neck is evidently hurt, gets smashes in the head a few more times to open his wound even more and he collapses holding his neck in pain. Orton pins, “I’M BAD GUY! I’M BAD GUY!” And Derek Lay makes the count, Chris Orton picking up the win and being awarded the Hardcore title.

Bradford: TOLD YOU SMITH! ALL THE RAGE! HE IS BAD GUY! AND BAD GUY IS NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION! GOOOOO ORTON!

Winner and NEW Hardcore Champion: Chris Orton

Chris Orton is handed the new Hardcore title and is celebrating but his celebration is cut short. Why was it cut short? Because 24/7 of course! Chris Orton turns around and is caught by a FIREBALL! It’s the Red Shade, with Blue and Purple right behind him cheering him on while Purple is throwing grapes at Chris Orton. Red makes the pin and now HE’S the Hardcore champ!

Smith: A fireball by the Red Shade and a NEW Hardcore champion!

Winner and NEW Hardcore Champion: The Red Shade

Didn't last long though. Red Shade gets up with the title and he’s jumping up and down celebrating his title win but when he turns around, he sees his fellow Shades knocked out against the wall and there’s Matt Ward with a chair. Red tries to throw a fireball but he’s clocked in the head with the chair and Matt Ward pins him for the three.

Bradford: And there's Matt Ward getting his revenge! May he's bad guy now?! He speaks Chris Orton!

Winner and NEW Hardcore Champion: Matt Ward

Matt Ward takes the title and angrily storms off with it. Meanwhile the Doctors are checking on Peyton who hasn’t seemed to move his neck at all. A neck brace is put on and he’s carried away on a stretcher as we take a break.

Smith: Well that's three Hardcore title changes and Peyton Kaiser is being stretchered away taking very close care of his neck that was hurt just moments ago. We'll provide an update later on when we hear from the the Doctor that IC3 hired that was involved in the diagnosis of Artemis Kaiser about her condition update, and hopefully he'll have an update for us for Peyton as well. We've gotta take a break but more action when we return!

Following the Silas Romero vs Lebroc Harris match the cameras shift back to IC3's office, where he appears to be in the middle of a conversation with Varano and Trampke, the discussion too low for the cameras to pick up. All of a sudden all three men stop talking as they turn their attention towards the doorway as the crowd popped when they saw it was The Epitome of Perfection himself, Duke Andrews.

Duke Andrews: I'm sorry to interrupt this little corporate pow-wow but I think you and I have some unfinished business to attend to.

IC3: Who the hell let you in here? You need an appointment if you're not a part of First Class, you can't just barge into my office whenever you feel like, try having some class for once.

Duke Andrews: I'd tell you to cut the crap and and drop this little Richie Rich thing you got going on here...

Duke motions with his hand to the three men.

Duke Andrews: But I guess we can't always get what we want. But I figured I'd make things easy for you for once.

IC3: Okay, humor me.

IC3 rolled his eyes as Trampke couldn't help but snicker. Undeterred, Duke Andrews went to state his case.

Duke Andrews: It's clear that your little group of “Yes Men” and I have a bit of a problem. The world knows I had Tommy Angel dead to rights in the middle of that ring on Unstoppable 18 before your group of thieves tried to jump me in a gang beatdown and as much as I'd like to get Tommy I can tell he's going to be a little occupied at WAR. That being said that doesn't mean I can't get a piece out of another one of your boy's ass so I figure who better than “Mini-Corny” himself TJ Byrce? Sounds like a good place to start to me.

IC3 starts laughing as Ed Trampke shakes his head in disbelief with a wide grin on his face.

Ed Trampke: So let me get this straight. You think for... whatever reason you can demand a shot at TJ Bryce? On what grounds? What have you done to even be a whisper in that conversation? The last shot I remember seeing of you was when Barrel took you to concussion city. You just barely got cleared 2 days ago. If you can't handle a guy who has to rely on his brawn over his brain what makes you think you can handle a savy ring general like TJ Bryce?

Duke Andrews: Flukes happen. Maybe I was a little softened up from the prior Unstoppable but I'm not going to stand here and make excuses about it. Like it or not i've been on fire since i've been in MSW... especially when it's been at the expense of First Class. Honestly I don't see what the problem is unless you guys are scared or something?

Trampke: Like it or not Duke, TJ Bryce is already spoken for. He's got his hands full with Logan Brock. You got to stand back and wait in line like everyone else.

Duke Andrews: I don't care, I want the match. As far as I'm concerned I have an equal right to challenge for the PURE 15 Championship with all the L's the Good Guys have been dolling out to your clowns. You made the mistake of making too many enemies out of the roster. I want whats mine and that's all there is to it. I got your number.

Trampke; This is ridiculous. Get out of...

IC3: Hold on a second, Ed.

Trampke pauses as he looks over to The Boss who happened to be wearing a wide grin. Somewhere along the line a switch seemed to have flipped inside his head; there was an opportunity to be seized here and he was going to take it.

IC3: You know what, I hear you Duke. And since I'm in such a good mood tonight I'll tell you what, I'll give you the match on one condition. All you have to do is beat BURAI, the Japanese Hitman on the next Unstoppable. If you can beat him, you're in the match.

To those unaware BURAI had a stint in IC3's previous wrestling venture, Golden Gate Wrestling. While he wasn't formally apart of the Elite Four he was seen as a trusted associate and the fact that he was paired with First Class sympathizer Alex Bradford only made that connection stronger.

IC3: But.. if I make the exception by granting you this match, contingent on beating BURAI then I think it's only fair that I give Barrel a chance as well. I mean he did beat you so if you make it in then I'm afraid he does as well by virtue of that win. But before you get ahead of yourself here I think it'd be better if you focused your energy towards Wolf Parker because you'd be lucky if he decided to leave you in one piece for Unstoppable 21. Win with class Duke and best of luck.

Following the MSW Championship match Matt Ward is walking backstage with the newly activated MSW Hardcore Championship hanging over his shoulder. As he walks past catering he comes across a clown; not just any clown mind you but the last surviving member of the clown clan himself, BoNzO. Matt Ward doesn't know what to thing as he tries to walk past him, only to have his path obstructed.

Matt Ward: Out of my way pinhead!

BoNzO holds up his index finger as he pulls out a balloon from under his coat as he begins to blow on it before tying it up and making a balloon elephant out of it.

Smith: Oh come on! Not this again.

Bradford: Hey look at the elephant!

Smith: He's not an elephant. I know BoNzO is trying to be funny here but Matt Ward certainly doesn't find it funny; if anything he looks pissed off.

Bradford: When doesn't he look pissed off? Come on, where's your sense of humor? BoNzO just wants to make everybody laugh and be happy! He wants to put a smile on faces everywhere. Why so serious, Smith?

Ward pops the elephant in frustration as BoNzO frowns. Just as Ward was about to shove him out of the way BonZo squirts him right in the eye with his flower on his coat! BoNzO quickly rolls up Ward as an official drops his sandwich and slides down to count the pin. 1, 2, 3!

NEW Hardcore Champion: BoNzO

BoNzO quickly scoops up the belt as Red and Purple, the Shades point towards his direction as they look to give pursuit. BoNzO slings the belt over his shoulder as the Shades stop right in their tracks in confusion as the clown offers his hand in a handshake!

Bradford: Don't do it! It's a trap! He's a clown! Don't ever trust a clown!

Purple smiles as he shakes his hand only to get shocked, causing his hair to stand up as his body jolts back from the electricity. BoNzo pulls out a horn and honks it in their faces before quickly darting off, clearing the catering table off as he does. The Shades give pursuit as MSW goes to commercial break.