Monday Niteraw - February 16, 2009

Monday Niteraw
February 16th, 2009

Pick Your Poison Hardcore Match: Evil Masked wordlifeecw V. Whitey Fats

Wordlifeecw comes to the ring first. The General comes up on the video screen and announces his chosen opponent.

Whitey Fats makes his way to the ring, and the match begins. Wordlifeecw hit’s a throat thrust to Whitey, followed by a scoop slam. Whitey rolls to the outside, but the Evil One follows him. Whitey fires off some punches, but the monster doesn’t go down. Wordlifeecw whips Whitey into the steel steps, but Whitey stops himself, and spins around and jabs his thumb in wordlifeecw’s eye. Whitey slams wordlifeecw’s head into the steps, then grabs a chair from ringside. Whitey cracks wordlifeecw in the head with the chair, knocking the big man to one knee. A second hit knocks him to the floor. Whitey picks up the steel steps and drops them across wordlifeecw’s sternum. Whitey then reaches under the ring and pulls out a car tire. He wraps the tire across wordlifeecw’s waist and drops a knee across the big man’s throat. Whitey makes the cover. 1. 2. Kickout.

Whitey pulls wordlifeecw up and tosses him back in the ring. He grabs the chair and rolls back in as well. Whitey puts the chair across wordlifeecw’s throat and ascends to the top rope. As he jumps, wordlifeecw sits up, narrowly avoiding the stomp. As Whitey turns around, wordlifeecw is waiting and goozles him. Whitey kicks wordlifeecw in the gut, causing him to release him. Whitey hit’s the Burning Hammer, but only gets a 2-count. Whitey picks up the chair and prepare for another blow, but wordlifeecw ducks it, and boots the chair back in Whitey’s face. Wordlifeecw grabs Whitey and hit’s the chokeslam, followed by the Journey to Hell, and makes the cover. 1. 2. 3.

Here is your winner, Evil Masked wordlifeecw!



Pick Your Poison Extreme Rules Match: The General of the Monkey Army V. Cthulhu

The General makes his way to the ring, armed with a shopping cart full of weapons. Cthulhu walks out, armed with a guitar, wrapped in barbed wire. The match starts with The General clotheslining Cthulhu to the mat. He immediately grabs a lead pipe and cracks Cthulhu in the head with it. A cover only earns him a 1-count, however. Cthulhu gets to his feet, only to be met with a chair to the face. Another cover, another 1-count. Cthulhu gets up and grabs his guitar. The General pulls out a baseball bat to defend himself with. Both swing at the same time, and the weapons collide, with only the bat breaking. Cthulhu swings again with the guitar, but The General ducks. Cthulhu tries to bring the guitar down across The General’s head, but The General lowblows him.

Cthulhu goes down, and The General follows up with a fist drop, and then a stomp. The General makes the cover, but Cthulhu kicks out at 2. The General grabs the guitar and pulls some of the barbed wire off of it, and wraps it around his fist. The General mounts Cthulhu and hammers away with punches with the barbed wire wrapped fist. Another cover, but only 2. The General reaches into the shopping cart and pulls out a trashcan. As he’s doing this, Cthulhu rolls to the floor. The General follows, but Cthulhu is able to kick the trashcan back into The General’s face Cthulhu throws The General back in the ring, then grabs a table.

Cthulhu slides the table into the ring. The General meets him with a chairshot, which sends Cthulhu to the mat. The General sets up the table, but doesn’t see Cthulhu reaching into his tights and pulling out his chain. The General grabs Cthulhu, but gets met by a fist wrapped with a chain. Cthulhu quickly delivers the Death Magnetic through the table, and gets the pin. 1-2-3.

Here is your winner, Cthulhu!



*backstage*
J. Fish - Hello, WWCF's newest announcer Jerry Fish here backstage. In just a few moments we will see Tromboneman, from the Family, take on Jazzman, from the Pride. If we could get a word with either competitor I'm sure...wait, here comes Tromboneman now!
(Tromboneman walks past as Jerry holds a microphone towards him, Tromboneman just keeps walking. Jerry holds a microphone up to The Sam who promptly stops)
Jerry - Mr. The Sam, may I have a word with you?
The Sam - I'll sign your autograph after the show.
[color=Yellow]Jerry - Ha ha, no, I'm WWCF's new announcer, Jerry Fish.
The Sam - Oh......then I'll sign your autograph after the show.
[color=Yellow]Jerry - I'm not looking for an autograph but a statement on what do you think of tonight’s match.
The Sam - Well let me just say that if Jazzman wants to qualify for the Tromboneweight championship, there is only one way, and that is to be the correct weight limit, 240 pounds. And according to the WWCF website, you Mr. Jazzman weigh in at 206 pounds. So Jazzman, if you want a run for the title, go ahead, but my advice is do a little less running and a little more eating Skinny. And if Milo Duck is watching, I got 2 championship material left in my Family, I hope you make the right choice tonight Duckman.
Jerry - Thank you for your time, back to you at ringside.



Grbjazzman V. TromboneMan w/ The Sam09

Muffer – The following contest is set for one fall
(In The Mood – Glenn Miller)
Making his way to the ring first, representing The Family, accompanied by his manager, The Sam09. He is the Tromboneweight champion and WWCF Money in the Bank winner, TROMBONEMAN!
(Tromboneman makes his way down to the ring with The Sam in tow; The Sam is carrying The MitB briefcase in one hand and a Trombone in the other. Tromboneman is wearing the Tromboneweight title)
and his opponent;
(Sing Sang Sung – Gordon Goodwin)
From Fulton, New York, weighing in at 206 pounds. Representing The Pride, GRBJAZZMAN!
(Jazzman makes his way to the ring, but not before handing his Fedora to a young boy sitting in the front row)
Bell Rings.
Jazzman taunts the crowd to which they cheer. Tromboneman taunts the crowd and they boo. Jazzman taunts the crowd again and again the cheer. Tromboneman taunts the crowd and they boo and a “Platypus” chant begins at The Sam. Jazzman jumps to the second rope and taunts the crowd but as he does so Tromboneman attacks Jazzman with a big double axe handle to the back. Tromboneman pulls Jazzman down from the second turnbuckle and starts throwing punches. Jazzman ducks a punch though and throws a big haymaker, which sends Tromboneman to the outside of the ring.
Tromboneman stays on the outside for an 8 count catching his breath before getting back in the ring.
Tromboneman and Jazzman go for a collared elbow tie up, Tromboneman lowers himself and hits an Arm drag on Jazzman, but Jazzman immediately gets up and hits a dropkick, which sends Tromboneman to the canvas. Jazzman goes for a pin.
1
2
2 count.
Jazzman tries to lift up Tromboneman, Tromboneman hits a jawbreaker though which sends Jazzman reeling. Tromboneman then hits a Snap Suplex on Jazzman. Tromboneman begins stomping on Jazzman. Tromboneman bounces off the ropes but Jazzman lifted his feet , which caused Tromboneman to be Monkey flipped. Jazzman then gets up and bounces off the ropes him. But The Sam grabbed his ankle, which tripped Jazzman.
The referee see’s this, climbs out the ring and tells The Sam that he is barred from ringside. The Sam starts complaining but Ralphus and security escort him back to the locker room.
Tromboneman tries to persuade the referee to reverse his decision but as he does Jazzman hits a Reverse Body slam on Tromboneman.

Jazzman taunts the crowd to show he is going to hit the “Taking’ The A Train”. As Jazzman lifts up Tromboneman, Tromboneman manages to slip past Jazzman and lock in a sleeper. Jazzman in an act of desperation runs towards the ropes, bounces off the second turnbuckle and rolls Tromboneman into a Pin, Bret Hart style.
1
2
3
The winner of the match, GRBJAZZMAN!!!

As Tromboneman storms off, Jazzman begins celebrating in the ring.
Suddenly, KGX jumps the guardrail , sneaks up on Jazzman and hits him with the “Emerald Fusion”. The referee and security try to hold KGX but KGX manages to gets past them and continues to attack Jazzman. The Pride runs in to save Jazzman but KGX has already run off before they can get their revenge.
KGX is shown running through the crowd turning back to laugh at The Pride who look on in anger towards KGX.



Stevierichardsfan babyface w/ Krazy E-Man V. “Evil La Parka” w/ The Tank

*Leave The Memories Alone sounds out over the PA and Stevie drifts slowly out onto the stage*

Michael Muffer: Our next match is scheduled for ONE fall! Being accompanied to the ring by his tag team partner Krazy E-Man, from Badstreet, USA, weighing in at TWOOO HUNDRED and TWENTY FIVE POUUUUNDS, he is one half of the WARGAME WARRIOOOOORS, STEVIERICHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARDS BAAAAAAAABYYYYYYYYYYYFAAAAAAAAACE FAAAAAAAAAAAAN!

*Stevie high fives fans on a slowish wak to the ring, focusing dead ahead. He rolls in as Krazy E-Man walks up the steps, and the pair talk amongst themselves in the ring. The La Parka theme hits and the dark masked figure appears on the stage, mocking the dance of his famous namesake*

Michael Muffer: And his opponent, accompanied to the ring by The Tank, from Mexico City, Mexico, he also weighs in at TWOOO HUNDRED, T-WENTY FIVE POOOOOOOOUNDS, 'EVIIIIIIIIL' LA PARRRRKAAAAA!

*Parka dances his way down to the ring, chair in hand. He smashes it against the apron, then springs up onto it, and over the ropes in one movement, he dances, not taking his eyes of Stevie. The Tank stalks around ringside as Krazy steps out.*

The bell rings as ELP runs off the ropes and slides to his knees, trying to draw Stevie onto him. Krazy E-Man takes the opportunity to get behind ELP and makes a sneaky pull at his foot. ELP snaps round and flashes a hard kick at KEM, but that gives Stevie the opening to rush him from behind and sweep his standing leg out. ELP struggles, but Stevie has the weight on and starts wrenching and pulling away at the knee. ELP reaches for the ropes, but Stevie pulls him back in and lifts the left leg up high, driving the knee back down into the canvas, before working the stomps into the back of the knee. ELP wriggles his right leg underneath him and powers up on that one foot, Stevie tries to drag him off balance pulling on the left leg again, but ELP swings a back heel kick at Stevie who ducks under the foot, but he fires straight back up and catches Stevie with the Enzuigiri sending him reeling, as ELP backs up into the corner, guarding his leg.

Stevie is back to his knees talking to KEM through the ropes, ELP seizes the opportunity and charges him from behind hitting a spinning back kick, sending Stevie through the middle rope to the outside, but the charge hurt ELP too, and he clutches at his leg. KEM motions at ELP, but Tank charges him with a Polish Hammer from behind, and stomps away. ELP is up and across the ring, running back, wincing on the one leg, and..yes...SPRINGBOARD SENTON TO THE OUTSIDE, LANDING RIGHT ON STEVIE'S MIDRIFF.

ELP catches his breath and is up and dancing. He rolls Stevie back into the ring...

ELP drags Stevie to his feet, scoops him up and hangs him on the tree of woe on the second rope, on the outside of the turnbuckle. ELP grabs his chair and goes for a wild swing, but the referee is there to pull it out of his grip. He continues to remonstrate with ELP, but while he's distracted, Tank grabs Stevie with the double underhook, and PULLS HIM OFF THE TURNBUCKLE FOR THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK POWERBOMB TO THE FLOOR. Stevie was folded over in two with that. KEM is back up and TAKES TANK DOWN WITH A BRUTAL SPEAR. ELP pushes past the ref and drags Stevie to his feet, rolling him into the ring, sliding in after him. He drags Stevie to his feet and whips him into the ropes, and hits the dropkick on him. ELP up top now, and HE COMES OFF WITH THE X-RAY!! 1-2 NO! STEVIE KICKS OUT!! ELP is on his knees, pounding his own head out of frustration. KEM is up on the apron, but the referee stops him from entering the ring. ELP grabs his chair, and smashes it down on Stevie's back, throwing it to the outside. The referee turns but not quickly enough, and sees ELP dragging the beaten Stevie to the centre of the ring. TEQUILA SUNRISE LOCKED IN!!! Stevie has nowhere to go and taps!!

Michael Muffer: Here is your winner, EEEEEEEEVIL LA PAAAAAARKAAAAAAAA!!

Evil La Parka dances in the ring, miming removing his mask, taunting the Warriors as Krazy E-Man helps Stevie to the back.



Ladies and gentlemen, I have been asked to make the following announcement. MiLo Duck has selected his team for Ernest Goes To Wargames! His team will consist of Stryker Dark Silence, Seth Drakin, Tyfo, The Tank, and grbjazzman!



Viva Los Bio Dome and Brahma Bull V. The Non-American Heroes

The Non-American Heroes make their way to the ring, as the crowd boos profusely. Viva Los Bio Dome and Brahma Bull enter next, to the audience’s applause.

Square and Brahma start the match. They lock up, and right away, Bull tries to bite Square, but Square pulls away. Bull charges with a head butt, but Square side steps him, causing Bull to go through the ropes, and out of the ring. Bull reenters the ring, where Square meets him with a kick to gut, followed by a spine buster. Starshine tags in. Starshine slams Bull and drops a leg across his throat. He makes the cover. 1. 2. Kickout. Bull tries to mount a comeback, hitting a spear, but as he goes for a body slam, Starshine connects with a low blow. Square tags back in and delivers a face buster to Brahma Bull. Another cover. 1. 2. Kickout.

Square shoots Brahma into the ropes, but Brahma comes back with a shoulder tackle. Brahma and Square both crawl towards their corners, looking for a tag. Square gets there first, and tags Starshine. Brahma is just about to tag Bio Dome, but Starshine knocks Bio Dome off the apron, and pulls Brahma over to the NAH’s corner. Starshine goes to the second rope and delivers an elbow drop. Cover, and 1. 2. Kickout. Square tags back in and they go for a boomerang lariat, but Brahma ducks out of the way, causing the Heroes to collide. Brahma dives towards his corner and tags in Bio Dome!

Bio Dome charges into the ring and peppers both Heroes with lefts and rights, as well a big Purple Sticky Punch to each man. Bio Dome whips Square into the ropes and comes off the rebound with a back body drop. Cover. 1! 2! NO, Starshine breaks up the pin! Bio Dome picks up Starshine and tosses him to the outside, before turning back to Square. Square surprises Bio Dome with a poke to the eyes, followed by the L7. Cover, 1! 2! And 3! as Starshine pulls Brahma Bull to the floor.

Here are your winners, Starshine and Square, The Non-American Heroes!

As Brahma tends to Bio Dome, Square and Starshine walk back up the ramp, taunting the crowd the entire time.



Stryker Dark Silence V. TTS

Michael Muffer: The following match is the first of Commisioner Amigo's challenges for Stryker Dark Silence after the request laid down by Stryker after last week's exhibition. It will be fought one fall to a finish, and there is no time limit!

*The bagpipes and drums roll out, and Stryker appears on the ramp. He has a defiant look on his face as he walks to the ring, unflinching, staring*

Michael Muffer: Approaching the ring, accompanied by the World Heavyweight Champion Milo Duck, emerging from the depths of his soul, he weighs in tonight at two hundred and thirty six pounds. He is STRRRRRRRRRRRRRRYKER DARK SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILENCE!!

*Stryker grabs a mic as he hops up knee first onto the apron, wipes his feet, and steps through the ropes*

A number of months ago now, D-Day Dave saw the potential in the market for a new kind of wrestling company. He had the guile and the vision and the determination to make that happen. Part of his vision, part of what he saw, was the need for strong cornerstones. Reliable people. Talented people. People who could perform and make a difference. People who, at the end of the month would make that number on the bottom line bigger than it would have been without them. There were only two people who filled that criteria, and that was the two men who created the body known as StrykerDuckSilence. We willingly walked into this federation, not expecting anything out of the ordinary, just that we be treated on our merits, and be rewarded as such. And at first, everything in the garden was rosey. Two time tag team champions, the FIRST! two time tag champions, and Milo, my boy down there, achieved the ultimate goal, the boyhood dream, and became a world champion. But it hasn't all been about the glory. Personal issues arose, cocky, arrogant, impudent little individuals raked up unpleasent items of the past, but because I'm a part of this company, I helped make it what it was, and I knew that it was only right that the company benefit by the airing of that dirty laundry in public. I gave blood, sweat and tears in buckets, and fought, and showed the world that NOBODY!! has more passion for what they do inside this ring than me. I showed why I am the Franchise of this company, and why without me it wouldn't be as successful as it has been.

So then I feel like I've done my hard yards, that it's time for me to get my rewards as a performer, and request a title shot. I didn't demand a main event, I didn't demand a special place, I asked for what should only be a rightful reward for a Franchise player, but I got rejected. So I came out here last week and wrestled for an hour with potentially no personal gain. I put on one of the best matches this company has ever seen. Let's remember that too, I've been part of some of the biggest matches in this companies short history.

So then the time comes for my reward, and what happens? Some bitter ex-wrestler in a suit tries to screw with my head, and spits on everything I've done for this company.

LET ME MAKE THIS CLEAR AMIGO...WHETHER I WIN, OR WHETHER I LOSE, I WILL BLOW YOUR HAIR BACK, AND I WILL IMPRESS THE BOARD, THE OWNERS, THE FANS UNTIL YOU REALISE WHAT THE FRANCHISE MEANS TO THIS COMPANY. I WILL GET MY CHANCE AT A TITLE THAT I WANT, AND I WILL STRYKE YOU OUT!

Tonight a wrestle a joke of a man, but TTS I see through your guise, and I see a man with skill who could on his night pin me to the mat, but you will never be as passionate as me about this, and after this match, just like Motor-Colt, the KING of Wrestlecrap, you'll be unable to refuse shaking my hand, and another person will see what Stryker is about and what I deserve.

*Stryker drops the mic outside the ring and rolls out, taking off his jacket and his kilt as Down On Me plays, and TTS walks out ignoring the hands of the fans*

Michael Muffer: And his opponent, chosen by Commisioner AMIIIGO!! From Davie, Florida, weighing in at two hundred and NINETY POUNDS! T!!!T!!!SSSSSSS!!!

The bell rings, and Stryker steps forward and offers his hand to TTS, who accepts and offers a lazy shake.

The pair circle and then charge with a collar and elbow tie up. TTS' weight advantage factors in and he pushes Stryker back into a corner. The referee starts the 5 count and a clean break at 3 from TTS. Stryker steps out of the corner and raises his right hand for a test of strength, not wanting to be psyched out by the potential domination. TTS accepts and they link both hands and push hard against each other. TTS again gets advantage and pushes Stryker to his knees. He manages to force his way back up to his feet, but TTS sweeps over with the Arm Ringer. Stryker calls out in pain, slapping at his shoulder to try and relieve the pressure, TTS is leaning in, but not really cranking it up, allowing Stryker to twist out and hits a knife edge chop to TTS, raising WOOs from the crowd. TTS leans into the wringer, but Stryker continues to fight back with sharp chops to the chest. TTS brings a clubbing blow down on Stryker's stretched shoulder, sending Stryker to a knee, but again he comes back with a chop. They exchange those blows, bringing an OHHHHH, WOOOOOOOO, OHHHHHH, WOOOOOOOO, OHHHHH, WOOOOOO chant from the crowd. Stryker wheels off 3 sharp Kobashi style chops on TTS to break the hold and grabs a ringer of his own, cranking all his weight into it. TTS shouts out at the stretch on his shoulder until he can't stand it anymore, he wheels round sharply with a DISCUS CLOTHESLINE, WIPING STRYKER OUT TO THE FLOOR.

TTS rolls his shoulder, trying to ease the hyper extension of the muscles. Stryker starts to stir, so TTS starts laying in with the boots, pounding away a mudhole. He grabs Stryker and sits him up, then runs, rebounds off the ropes and comes back with a LOW LEG LARIAT, FLATTENING STRYKER AGAIN!!

TTS takes it down a level and cranks in a hard Chinlock, as Stryker struggles groggily for breath. TTS pushes his knee hard in between Stryker's shoulder blades, but Stryker throws a hard elbow into the reddened chest of TTS, loosening the grip, allowing Stryker to roll free and to the outside to catch his breath.

TTS marauds over and looms over Stryker as he staggers around the outside of the ring. Stryker grabs at the leg of TTS, and pulls him down, smashing his knee against the ring post repeatedly, using ring savvy to counter TTS' advantage. He's going for it, YES! FIGURE 4 AROUND THE RING POST! Stryker throws his weight back into it, sending TTS thrashing around. The ref gets to the outside and demands Stryker break the hold, counting the 5, Stryker letting go at the last minute, but the damage may already be done.

Stryker cautiously slides back in, with TTS still nursing his leg sitting in the corner. Stryker dives in from behind and grinds his forearm into TTS' face. TTS tries to power up, but Stryker jumps to the second rope and comes off with a Mule Stomp to the chest. He drags TTS to the centre of the ring, and slaps on the Sleeper!! TTS again tries to power out, but the hold is on tight. He fights but his face is going red, his lips blue and...yes....he's now slumped. The referee raises his arm once, it drops. Twice, it drops. A third time and it's all over...TTS CLENCHES HIS FIST AND HOLDS IT UP, AVOIDING THE LOSS!! He wraps his free arm around the back of Stryker's head, and pulls him over with a modified snapmare. Still gasping for breath, he goes for the Camel Clutch. Stryker fights the hold, but TTS sits back and wrenches the hold. Stryker stretches and grabs the bottom rope, forcing the break of the hold.

TTS is up to his feet, blowing hard, but with the momentum. He leans back against the ropes, then runs at Stryker and hits the Bulldog. Lateral press, 1-2-NO!

Hammering his fists into the canvas, TTS drags Stryker to his feet and whips him across the ring. He goes for the Back Body Drop, but Stryker rolls over it, lands on his feet runs through to the ropes on the opposite side. He springboards over and catches TTS in a DDT, driving his head into the mat. Stryker up top, and comes off with a big splash onto TTS. He hauls TTS to his feet, and goes for the Cyclone Cutter, but TTS manages to get his feet down. He shoves Stryker off into the ropes and grabs him on the rebound, hoisting him up for the Pile Up, but Stryker himself manages to get his feet down and flings him over with a huge Belly To Belly Suplex. He goes for the cover 1-2-NO!!. Again with a hook of the leg 1-2-NO!!. Stryker stands and holds his throat for a second...BEFORE SPITTING THE GREEN MIST INTO TTS' EYES. SEATED FULL NELSON!! AND TTS TAPS! TTS TAPS OUT!!

Michael Muffer: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, STRRRRRRRRRYKER DARK SIIIIIIIIIIILENCE!!

Stryker immediately grabs his jacket from the outside and uses it to wipe TTS eyes clear. Helping his opponent to his feet, the pair face off for a minute, TTS pushes his forehead hard into Stryker's nose to nose, before he starts to laugh. He steps back, rubbing his eyes still. He raises Stryker's arm, and Stryker reciprocates. The two hug, and TTS drops out of the ring.

*Stryker breathing heavily* YOU KNOW IT AMIGO. YOU KNOW I'LL PROVE IT. GIVE ME WHAT I WANT, OR SET ME ANOTHER CHALLENGE! I! WILL! STRYKE! YOU! OUT!



*Aaron sits in a dark room, contemplating his upcoming match*

Tonight I have the chance to get into the Wargames match. It will not be an easy task though. Both of my opponents are definitely veterans, especially when compared to me. Koda and I had an amazing House of Fun match a few weeks ago. He is not someone to be taken lightly. I wonder what he will do now that Viva Los Bio Dome has offered him a title shot at the pay-per-view though.

Metylerca I have never faced before, but he won't be easy just because he usually wrestles on a team. He is a member of The Pride, one half of the tag-team champions. He is possibly more dangerous than Koda, and I, for one, do not wish to Ride the Lightning ever.

A lot is riding on this match for me. I want to gain my first victory. I want to compete in the Wargames match. I want people to see that I am not all talk.

I'm Aaron Enigma, and tonight...I'm on the case.



Koda V. Aaron Enigma V. Metylerca

The match starts with a staredown between the three. Aaron walks up to Koda and holds out his hand. Koda looks confused for a second then shakes Aaron's hand. Aaron then turns to Metylerca and does the same, and they shake hands. The audience claps at the display of respect.

Koda runs at Aaron and locks up with him. Aaron manages to twist into a chinlock, but Koda slips out and trips Aaron to the ground. Metylerca sees an opening and sweeps the leg of Koda knocking him down as well. Metylerca applies a neck vice to Koda, but it is broken up by a forearm from Aaron, who then irish whips Metylerca off the ropes. He catches Metylerca on the rebound and drives him down with a reverse STO. Aaron tries to lock in Extreme Interrogation but Koda drops an elbow and stops it before it happens.

Koda picks Aaron up and starts laying in a series of right hands. Koda then kicks Aaron in the midsection and attempts a DDT. Aaron counters however and elbows Koda in the face. Metylerca comes up and dropkicks Koda into Aaron and both men fall out of the ring. Metylerca waits for them to recovers, bounces off the ropes and suicide planchas both men by running through the ropes.

Metylerca drags Aaron to his feet and throws him back into the ring. He locks in a chinlock intent on wearing Aaron's neck down. Aaron slowly makes his way to his feet and elbows Metylerca in the ribs, breaking the hold. Aaron runs and bounces off the ropes but gets clotheslined by Metylerca. Koda sneaks up on Metylerca and hits a clothesline to the back of the head, knocking him down as well. Aaron uses his legs to trip Koda though, and all three men are left lying on the canvas.

Aaron is the first to get up and picks Koda up and throws him into a turnbuckle. He charges at Koda but Koda counters with a kick to the head. Aaron, dazed, walks right into a kick from Metylerca. Metylerca goes for the cover bur Koda breaks it up. Metylerca and Koda trade punches with Metylerca gaining the upper hand until Koda kness him in the midsection and DDTs Metylerca. Koda goes for the pin but it's barely broken up by Aaron, who then locks Koda in the Gorilla Clutch. Koda slowly fights his way to the ropes, forcing Aaron to break the hold.

Aaron breaks the hold only for Koda to knock him out of the ring. Koda picks up Metylerca and tries to hit the Killing Joke only for Metylerca to hit Ride the Lightning instead. Both Metylerca and Koda are lying in the ring, neither able to pin the other. Metylerca slowly crawls over to Koda and drapes his arm over him. Koda manages to break the pin by getting his foot on the bottom rope. Both men struggle to get to their feet. Koda throws Metylerca into the turnbuckle and runs towards him. Aaron leaps into the ring and spear Koda to the ground. Aaron runs at Metylerca only for Metylerca to get out of the way. Aaron rams into the turnbuckle and Metylerca throws him into the opposite one. Metylerca charges at Aaron and leaps to hit a splash. Aaron catches him and runs to the middle of the ring. He STOs Metylerca onto Koda. He pushes Koda out of the ring and picks up Metylerca. He hits the Brilliant Deduction but doesn't release the hold. He stands back up and switches to hit a Reverse STO. Aaron locks in Extreme Interrogation on Metylerca and he taps out.

Here is your winner, Head Detective, Aaron Enigma!

*Motor-Colt leaves the announce desk and shakes Aaron’s hand*

Now... joining this man in my Wargames Team will be... Wordlife, Above Average, LittleNaitch, Cthulhu and Aaron Enigma! Milo, face it, your team doesn't stand a chance... just like you.